Spirk (with a small dose of Pinto)

Author: ivansfanfiction

  • Bitter Frost Updated

    Bitter Frost

     

    The notifications never went out, there’s an issue, apparently, especially with mine, so anyway, if you haven’t read it, there it is. I don’t want to lose the comments I have so I am going to leave it up as is. But yeah, annoying

  • Cookie Exchange, 11/16 Flash Fic

    I got a request to return to my Friday Flash Fics, so this is the first one. Now, you can expect possibly a Pinto fic in the future, but for now, for this first one, I am posting this one. I was inspired watching the Christmas Cookie Baking Championship on the Food Network. Enjoy!

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    “Excuse me but you are the hottest guy here.” Jim scooted up next to the Vulcan who sat by himself at the bar.

    Jim had been surprised to see the Vulcan at this event. It was supposed to be a holiday cookie exchange party. Everyone was supposed to bring a dozen cookies and then choose someone to exchange them with. It wasn’t really Jim’s scene, but he had nothing else to do and everyone he normally hung out with had other stuff to do.

    And yeah, he’d cheated by buying cookies at a bakery.

    “My temperature is not particularly elevated,” the Vulcan said.

    Jim sat on the stool next to him. “And funny too.” He smiled. “Jim Kirk.”

    The Vulcan merely stared at him.

    Jim’s smile widened. “Now, see the way it works, is I say, Hi, I’m Jim Kirk.” He put his hand toward Spock’s. “And you say, hi, I’m…”

    Nothing.

    Jim grabbed Spock’s hand and pressed his to it.

    The Vulcan blinked but he did not move his hand away, so Jim considered that a win.

    “Vulcan hands are—”

    “I know.” Jim winked. “Jim Kirk.”

    “Spock.”

    “Success! I thought I was going to have to beg. Not that I wouldn’t have or anything. Are you alone?”

    “You are with me.”

    “Good answer. You bet I am. Want to exchange…cookies?”

    Spock arched a brow, which was really damn sexy, actually. “I brought gingerbread cookies.”

    “I brought spritz cookies. Decorated with red and green sprinkles.”

    “Very simple cookies.”

    “I know, but the truth is I don’t actually bake. I bought the cookies.” Jim gave him what he thought was a charming sheepish grin. “It’s terrible, I know, but it was all last minute. I didn’t even know this was going on until I happened to walk past a sign. See, I’m all alone this weekend. No friends. No one.” He stared into Spock’s dark eyes. “Is your apartment close?”

    “You are quite bold.”

    Jim didn’t think he imagined the green tint to Spock’s cheeks.

    “I told you, you’re super-hot. Insanely. I didn’t have any idea you’d be here. I’d have stepped up my game if I knew but—”

    “I did not come here with the idea of engaging in copulation.”

    “Oh my God, I might have just creamed my pants.”

    “Mister Kirk—”

    “It’s Jim. Or just Kirk, if you really have to.”

    “The point is, my mother wanted to come here tonight and—”

    “Wait. I thought you said you were alone.”

    “I said that you were with me.”

    Jim frowned. Yeah, okay, Spock never said he was alone. And now, shit, Spock wasn’t interested. Obviously. Whether because his mother was there or because he…he just wasn’t interested.

    It was hard to hide his disappointment, but he forced himself to smile. “Oh. Well. Yeah, that’s true. I’m sorry to have—”

    “Spock?”

    Jim turned as a really pretty dark-haired human woman wearing a flowered scarf around her head.

    “Ma’am.”

    She smiled at Jim. “I’m Spock’s mother, Amanda.”

    “Jim Kirk.”

    “How lovely to meet you, Jim. Are you exchanging cookies with Spock?”

    “Well. I hoped to. But I think Spock—”

    “Yes, we are,” Spock spoke up.

    Jim glanced at Spock in surprise.

    “In fact, if you and your friend no longer need me, Jim and I thought we would have our cookies elsewhere.”

    “Oh.” Her eyes sparkled. “Well, yes, of course, Spock. Andi and I aren’t quite ready to leave yet, we’re still tasting cookies, but if you’d like to go with Jim, that’s fine.”

    Spock nodded.

    Amanda looked at Jim. “Your cookies must have been quite delicious to convince my son so quickly.”

    Jim coughed. “Yes. Um. Yes, ma’am.”

    “Anyway, I’ll see you later, Spock. Andi is waving me over. She’s holding a plate of shortbread.”

    Jim watched her walk away and he turned back to Spock. “You don’t have to—”

    Spock slid off his stool. “In answer to your question, Mister Kirk, my apartment is close.”

    “Oh.” Jim licked his dry lips. “Oh.”

    Spock grabbed his arm and turned him toward the exit.

    “Wait. What about our cookies?”

    “I do not like spritz cookies.” Spock pushed open the door.

    “Oh, thank God, because I hate gingerbread.” Jim hurried after him.

  • Rambles November 15, 2018

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    The fire near us is now at 57% containment and that’s good news even though it burned over 504 structures. Up north, the “camp” fire destroyed an entire town. What a horrible couple of weeks it’s been for everyone here. I hope the winds leave us alone for a while, we need a break.

    The weather report coming up for the next week or some promises a mild Thanksgiving holiday, which is very much welcome. As I have said I start my week off as the day ends tomorrow and I look forward to it even though I have many household chores.

    My writing goal is to finish the Christmas story (still unnamed). I am writing the sex part at the moment. Once that story is finished I will feel much relief.

    I saw on the news today something sad. A while back there was this big story about a “GoFundMe” account set up for a homeless man after he gave a woman his last $20 so she could get home. People donated all kinds of money. Now it turns out the whole thing was likely a scam to get people’s money. What kind of horrible people take advantage of warm-hearted generous people like that to steal their money and good will? These people need to go to jail and I hope they do. The moral? I say, sadly, don’t give money to any of these things, unless YOU personally know their circumstances.

     

  • Brief Panic on Writing

    I’m allowing myself to panic a little or feel a bit overwhelmed. Or I did for a second. I think I am calmer now.

    You know the last couple of weeks I’ve had. And yeah I could have had it worse. I know that. But it’s been stressful.

    Yesterday I updated My Heart’s a Virgin and today All I Ever Wanted. I feel fantastic about both updates. I do.

    But then I got an email today asking me to check into the T’hy”la Bang to see how I was doing. That’s when I felt…overwhelmed. OMG. I have BARELY started. And I have SO much to do.

    But then I reminded myself, hey, you got A Beginning done for the OMS challenge. It’s only November 13, you have time to finish your Christmas one. You have a ton written on it, you will have it done in time to post in December. And the T’hy’la thing doesn’t post until January. I calmed down.

    I had a moment when I almost hit the “withdraw” from the T’hy’la Bang thing though. But I really want to write that story.  So I am good. Deep breaths.

     

  • Rambles of the Week, November 11, 2018

    Well, this has been a challenging week to say the least.

    I have been without internet and television for a few days now but it finally is back on.

    Crazy dying. I still can’t quite wrap my brain around that, honestly. I keep expecting to come home and have her greet us at the door as she has for the last six years. And she…doesn’t.

    I think Luna might actually like being the center of attention. We will see. M says that it’s me more than Luna that wants another one and he might be right. But there’s no hurry. We have enough to deal with right now.

    The fires. Wow. I don’t even know how to describe it. We made it home Friday night. Many of my co-workers had to be evacuated from their houses. I don’t know if any of them lost their home but I guess we will know soon enough.

    But as I was looking outside my bedroom window about 5:30 Friday night, I saw flames  on what looked like the hills by our townhome. I freaked out and eventually M couldn’t stand me anymore and said we’d go up to the parking lot of the mall behind our house to see what we could see. To my relief, it was quite a bit further away than I thought it was. I calmed down and we returned home. Later that night I saw that the flames were gone and all I can say is the firemen are absolutely phenomenal.

    Saturday the winds calmed down. They were able to make a tiny bit of progress.

    Today the winds are back with a vengeance and everyone is freaked out and on edge.Worse, the winds are supposed to last for days.

    I got no writing done this weekend, obviously, except that I wrote something super quick. I got a request to start posting flash fics on Fridays again so you can expect the first one to come this Friday.

    That’s the news coming from me this week. Please hope and pray for us that it doesn’t get worse.

  • The Fires – Southern California

    So we’re on fire by right where I live. I’m okay so far, not super close to us, but close enough. We saw flames this morning and the situation is ever changing.

    Needless to say I am getting no writing done.

    If it changes I will update here

    Views of smoke from my office

  • Reorganizing Stories on AO3

    So over the last few days, and continuing for the next few, I am putting all my stories in certain categories/series for better structure and finding when trying to read me.

    Now each story will be in only one series. For example in the past Professor Spock was in both THAT series and The Professor-Cadet series. That will no longer be the case. With one exception, The Fantasy is going in both its existing series and the “Mirror” tag noted below, because that one story “The Fantasy” involves another universe and the others do not.

    I’m moving a lot of stories around so if you found my stories in any particular series and go through series bookmarks, that might change.

    I’ve created new series too. “Stand-Alone Stories” means just what it says. They can be read without having to read any other connected stories. I also created a “Mirror” series so any stories I have written as some part of a Mirror universe goes there. I also started one for just “Five Plus” stories.

    When the as yet unnamed Christmas story is finished it will go into my winter holiday collection.

    So you get the idea. Eventually within each series they will be in the date order of when they were published.

    All of this is just FYI if you start seeing weirdo things on my stories in AO3.

     

  • Thursday Ramblings, November 08, 2018

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    This corner is right by my work! There you go, a glimpse into weekday life for me.

    Probably should have the next part of WDPLUF up where you are reading this but the truth is this week has been…challenging.

    Nevertheless I got a lot done on my updates on AO3, so that’s something.

    My Christmas story is up over 10,000 words now and I am up to the part where I am writing sex. Which of course means I am stalling! HA

    Busy weekend of stuff to do both Saturday and Sunday. Ugh. You know how I feel about that.

    Next to update when I can is My Heart’s a Virgin. Things were looking up for our boys as Spock asked Jim to stay. So that should be a good update. Also All I Ever Wanted is after that. Spock and Jim are experimenting with memories and mild melds.

    Anyway, we’ll see what I can get done what with work and socializing etc.

    Friday is Outlaw King (not Wednesday like I thought…oops)

    We aren’t ready to do this in the very near future, but M and I have talked about getting another kitty for Luna and for us. I’ll keep you posted on this.

    In the meantime, be well, my friends, and remember to be kind to yourself.

     

  • A Sad Day

    Tonight was awful.

    We lost one of our babies, Crazy.

    IMG_3513 She hadn’t been feeling right the last couple of days, throwing up and not eating much, so M made an appointment for her Tuesday morning. When we got home from work to take her, she was bad. Really bad. Hiding from us (sick cats hide). She didn’t fight us going, which is very unusual.

    Anyway, after waiting for the vet forever the vet said she felt a mass in her tummy. They did an X-ray and she had probably multiple masses. She was fading before our eyes and after discussing options, we made the very very hard decision to let her pass peacefully. We were with her with she died. I kissed her little head.

    From the first time I saw her, I fell in love. We went to look at kittens after we lost our old cat a few months before and M wanted Luna because she was short haired. My gaze had fallen right on a little black fluffy lemur looking kitten. I kept going back to her but M was stuck on Luna. So we chose Luna and the adoption guy said since she was a kitten they had a policy that you had to adopt two. I don’t know if he was full of crap or saw the love in my eyes, but I went right to Crazy and scooped her up. She purred and purred. It was love.

    I cannot tell you how much joy, love, and laughter she brought into my life when I really needed it. There were so many many times she made me smile and laugh but only cry this one time, her last.

    I miss her so much already and I will always will.