Spirk (with a small dose of Pinto)

Author: ivansfanfiction

  • July 01, 2023 Flash

    I’d forgotten it was Yaoichan’s (probably spelled that wrong) birthday today (again sorry) so I did a mini birthday flash for her. And it’s Christmas in July themed too. Since she likes the boys to have kids, well…

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     “What’s that, Daddy?”

    Jim stopped when his four-year-old daughter tugged on his hand to make him stop next to a store window. He wrinkled his nose. “It’s a stuffy of a reindeer.”

    “Can I have it for my birthday, Daddy?”

    Jim laughed. “You want a stuffed reindeer? It’s July.”

    “I know that. But he’s cute. And why do they have him now?”

    “A gimmick for Christmas in July sales.”

    She screwed up her little face. “What’s a gimlet?”

    “Er. Gimmick. You know what? Let’s go see about that reindeer.”

    “And that’s how she ended up getting that stuffed reindeer for her birthday,” Jim explained to Spock later that night.

    She was even now running around their house clutching the thing and making noises for it.

    “She is making horse noises.”

    Jim grinned. “Yep. She doesn’t know what a reindeer sounds like. I’m not sure I do either.”

    “Father! Look!” She stopped next to where they stood and thrust her reindeer at Spock.

    He took it from her, managed not to wince at the slobber on it from her kissing it, patted its head and handed it back to her.

    “Very nice, Amanda. It is almost dinner. Perhaps you should put the reindeer in your room until after.”

    “Martin.”

    Spock stared down at her. “I beg your pardon?”

    “His name.”

    “I see.” Spock nodded. “Please take Martin to your room and put him in your reindeer pen until after dinner.”

    “Okay!” And with that she dashed off.

    Jim laughed and kissed him. “You two are so adorable, I can barely stand it.”

    “Hmm.” Spock accepted the kiss.

    “Okay, gotta go check on her birthday cake. The bakery said it would be ready by now. I’ll be right back.”

    And when Jim got to the bakery he was pleased to see that they added a little reindeer made out of frosting to the top as he had asked.

    Amanda would have the best Christmas in July birthday her two dads could manage.

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  • Coming Soon Christmas in July

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    So far I haven’t used much in the Christmas in July suggestions so I apologize ahead of time. I’ll see what I can do for the rest of the month but the two I’ve written so far don’t really. For the most part people suggested actual Christmas stories rather than July stories which surprised me a bit! The two I have done so far are set in July.

    That being said I got a private suggestion from someone that I might expand to be a “holiday” story October through December as it seemed fairly complicatedish and cried out for more. So we will see.

    Anyway expect the first one on the 3rd.

    Very busy few days coming up. Sister’s birthday dinner Friday. Saturday we are going into Hollywood to the famouse Chinese Theater (formerly Grauman’s but same place) on Hollywood Boulevard to meet my nephew and his partner for lunch at the Hard Rock Cafe and then to see the old man Indiana Jones movie at the theater.

    Monday and Tuesday are busy with Independence Day stuff.

    And for anyone who cares, yes, I am still waiting on the HOA for the “approval” of my HVAC. I got the neighbor’s okie dokie several days ago but we still wait. I hate bureaucracy. Obviously we can expect not to have air until at least after the holiday, I am guessing mid-July. AND also the stupid ceiling repair as they have to rip that out just to do it. Just ugh.

  • Flash Fic, June 27, 2023

    A bit of silliness. Enjoy!

    “You come here often?”

    Spock frowned. Straightened and turned around to face the speaker. “Every day at this time as it is my shift.”

    “Oh. I see. Well, that’s cool.”

    “Cool?”

    “Hmm. Bet your captain is happy to have you.”

    Spock arched a brow. “He does not in fact have me. I am currently on duty and it would be highly inappropriate—”

    Heavy sigh.

    “You suck.”

    “What?”

    “You. Suck. And totally not in a good way. You are the world’s worst flirter. You are actually…fired.”

    Spock watched him walk away and flounce down in his captain’s chair. He saw Nyota averting her gaze but covering her mouth with her hand.

    Chekov and Sulu were having such a pointed conversation that it had to be deliberate.

    Spock walked over to the captain’s chair and watched the screen for a moment.

    “Would you like to get laid later?”

    The captain choked. “What?”

    “Is that better?”

    “Uh.” He blinked. “You know what? Yes. Yes that’s better. I don’t dare let you say anything else. You’re rehired. Back to your post, Commander.”

    “Thank you, Captain.”

    Spock definitely heard laughter when his back was turned but when he looked everyone was looking straight ahead at their console.

    Except the captain who now looked back at him, smiling, his eyes shining with mirth.

    And Spock decided he was clearly not as bad at flirting as he had been led to believed.   

  • Flash Fic Revisit June 2017

    I didn’t have time to write anything new for today but thought it might be fun to take a complete blast from the past. This flash is from June 2017! Enjoy

    Jim sighed as he stood in front of a mirror in Bones’ office in the medbay. He pulled at his collar.

    “Stop that,” Bones snapped. He came over and fixed Jim’s tie that Jim had just made askew.

    “Why do I have to wear this…tuxedo,” Jim said, recalling the name.

    “Because it’s a costume party with the theme 21st Century clothes and you look positively gorgeous in it.”

    Jim made a face and peered at himself. “Damn Uhura and her stupid ideas anyway.”

    “I heard that.” The lieutenant herself appeared in Bones’ office dressed in a sparkly sequined red dress with a handkerchief hem. She wore red hoops in her ears.

    “Where’s Spock?”

    “He doesn’t want to come.” She rolled her eyes. “He’s being a pain in the ass.” She whistled. “You look fantastic.”

    “It’s uncomfortable.”

    “Stop whining.” She took out her communicator and punched in a message.

    “What are you doing?” Jim asked.

    “Nothing.” She smiled and returned the communicator to a pocket. She twirled around. “You are supposed to say I look gorgeous too.”

    “Doesn’t that go without saying? And anyway, if Spock gets out of it, how come I have to go?”

    “You’re the captain, that’s why,” Bones said. He pulled on a T-shirt.

    “What are you supposed to be?”

    Bones grinned. “A beach bum.”

    “You know I—”

    “Captain, Nyota said you needed me for—” Spock stopped. Stared at Jim. His eyes widened.

    Uhura giggled and grabbed Bones’ arm. “Come on, I don’t think you’re going to want to see this.”

    “See what?” Bones asked as she dragged him away.

    “Spock?” Jim asked. “What’s wrong?”

    “You-you are…” Spock grabbed Jim’s biceps and pulled him flush against him.

    Jim’s tongue darted out to trace his lips. “I am?”

    Spock’s eyes got impossibly darker. “Not going anywhere.” His lips claimed Jim’s as he pressed the button to close the door.

  • Quick Like a Bunny

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    In the continuing saga of my HVAC, HOAs suck! They are making us get the signatures of two neighbors to approve us replacing OUR HVAC. And then the HOA has to approve. But it’s all OUR responsibility. So more delays. Man I hope this is done before the worst heat of the summer.

    I’ve written the first Christmas in July flash and it’s scheduled for the 3rd. I’m pretty sure NO ONE suggested it but it’s what I wanted to start with.

    I am working on an update to Still the Best but I have errands today after work so it won’t get up until sometime tomorrow.

    Happy Summer (I guess LOL)

  • Flash Fic June 21, 2023 (Plus Two)

    This is the epilogue to the 5 plus 1 earlier. Enjoy!

    “Happy Anniversary!” Jim called out as he exited their bathroom, dressed only in a towel and rubbing another towel over his hair to dry it.

    Spock who still lounged in bed, yes quite unusual but it had been a rather tiring night, arched a brow. “It is not our anniversary. We bonded on Stardate 07.2264. We went through an Earth marriage on Stardate 09.2264. By my calculations neither anniversary applies.”

    Jim smiled and went to the wardrobe closet for his uniform. “Yep, all that’s true. We should plan a big celebration for those by the way. It’s been…four…no five years now.”

    Spock rose from the bed and walked over to where Jim was fussing with his clothing. “Agreed, if you wish. But I am still puzzled by your comment a moment ago.”

    “It’s the fifth anniversary of when you first told me you loved me.” Jim laughed then, turning just a slight shade of pink as he pulled his command tunic over his head.  “Lame, huh?”

    Spock considered. Leaned against the wall beside Jim.  “No, it is not lame.”

    Jim smiled. “What are you thinking?”

    “I am thinking about when I first realized my deeper emotional regard for you.”

    “Yeah? When was that?”

    He shook his head. “When you died in the warp core.”

    Jim froze, eyes wide. “But you never said anything. Not then. Not after when I was in the hospital.”

    “There is an old Earth expression that applies. I did not want to rock the boat. Nyota and I had reconciled during the mission and you seemed enamored of Carol Marcus and she with you. I had no guarantee you returned my feelings and I chose not to take that chance given what the aftermath would be if you did not.” Spock exhaled. “I apologize.”

    “You know, it’s okay. I took a long time to say it after I realized too, so I guess I can’t really blame you. And we’re here now, as we are.”

    “When did you realize, Jim?”

    Jim made a face. “Not sure I should tell you.”

    “If you wish to keep the information to yourself, I accept that.”

    His husband sighed. “I realized when it hurt so bad that you filed a report behind my back and I got demoted and we weren’t going to be on the same ship. And how much it hurt that you didn’t even really consider me a friend. That’s when.”

    Spock moved forward and drew Jim into his arms. “I am sorry, adun.”

    “That was a long time ago. We’re good now.”

    Spock nodded and held him tighter.  “Yes. I love you, Jim.”

    “I love you too.”

    “And…Happy Anniversary.”   

  • Please Bear With Me

    At least I didn’t say “bare”. You can all keep your clothes on!

    Anyway, things are crazy and frazzled with me so I’ll do the best I can with writing in the coming weeks.

    I don’t really know if I have talked about our ancient HVAC system for our townhome but we think it’s fairly close to original in 1986 and they don’t even make that kind anymore. A part of it is on the roof and to remove it you need a crane.

    Anyway, we have to replace the whole darn thing because the heat doesn’t work at all and the air barely works. We have been putting it off and now just figured we need to do it. We’re too old to not be comfortable

    Anyway we finally got the guys out and it’s going to cost $13,000. Yes, ugh. I have to finance it of course. AND because the previous owners did something shady were the other part that’s in the house is, a bunch of ceiling, drywall stuff has to come out and that has to be all repaired after it’s done and then later once it IS done, inspectors have to come out to make sure it’s done right and blah fricking blah.

    It’s got my brain rattily right now I am not going to lie.

    Anyway hopefully we’ll have the bulk of the project done in time for the start of July. Crossing my fingers.

    But there you have the unfortunate happenings.

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  • Six (also known as the Plus One)

    Five Times Spock told Jim he loved him and the one time Jim told Spock.

    Spock woke to the sound of rain against a window.

    No, that wasn’t right.

    He woke to lying in a biobed in the medbay. And it wasn’t rain, but Jim’s tears.

    Jim, sitting in a chair beside Spock’s bed, had his face hidden against his forearm, which he leaned against  the bed.

    “Jim,” Spock rasped.

    Jim’s gaze rose instantly, tears still spraying his lashes, as he jumped up from the chair.

    “Spock!” Jim leaned over him and kissed him on the lips, the wetness of his tears falling on Spock as he did so. “Don’t ever do that again!”

    Though he felt incredibly weak, Spock lifted his arms to wrap around Jim to hold him close against him.

    “It is all right.”

    Jim pulled away and wiped his eyes. “No it isn’t! You almost died.”

    “I am…somewhat relieved to find that I did not.”

    “Somewhat relieved?” Jim repeated, sounding scandalized. He closed his eyes. Shook his head. Opened them again. They were pooling with renewed tears which alarmed Spock.

    “Jim, I—”

    “I fucking love you so much,” Jim managed to get out in a choked voice. “And this isn’t funny.”

    “T’hy’la, I assure you I did not mean to imply that it is.” Spock swallowed hard. His heat beat fast. “You have never said that before.”

    Jim stared at him. “What?”

    “That you love me.”

    Jim laughed and shook his head again. “You have to be daft not to know I am crazy in love with you.”

    “I am not daft. I always believed that you did, but it is very nice to hear it for certain.” Spock paused. “Even under these circumstances.”

    Jim grabbed his hand. “I will say it every day, every hour if it will keep you from pulling such a dumbass move again.”

    “I will always offer my life as an alternative to yours, T’hy’la.”

    “What is that word anyway? You’ve said it a few times.”

    “It is a Vulcan word. It is hard to explain entirely but most easily explained to you by using the term…soulmate.”

    Jim smiled. “Soulmate? I like the sound of that. I gotta tell Bones you’re awake or he’ll kill me.”

    “Wait.” Spock held onto Jim’s hand. “Bond with me.”

    “Now?” Jim’s brows rose.

    “Not this very minute but in the foreseeable future.”

    “A proposal, Mister Spock?”

    “Yes.”

    “And that’s what I say too.” Jim pulled Spock’s hand to his and kissed the fingers. “Yes.”

  • Five

    This one is a bit dramatic!

    “Go ahead and say it. This is another fine mess you’ve gotten us into, Captain.”

    Spock shot Jim a derisive look just before he crouched down and fired his phaser. “Since you said it for me, there is no need.”

    Jim snorted and mumbled something that sounded very much like ‘asshole’ to Spock.

    They were pinned in by a rogue group of Klingons who had been holding the natives of this planet hostage when the Enterprise had arrived. Things had taken a very nasty turn as the two security officers who had accompanied them had been slaughtered by the Klingons.

    Unless they were able to reach the Enterprise soon to have himself and Jim beamed up, it didn’t look good. So far Jim had been trying for ten minutes straight with no response.

    “In my defense, I had no idea it was going to be an ambush,” Jim protested. “Kirk to Enterprise. Lock on to our signals and beam us up now!”

    But there was no beam up and no response.

    Spock could hear the growing frustration in Jim’s voice and he knew he was going to have to act to save his captain and lover. What happened to Spock did not matter. Jim’s survival was his priority.

    He assessed the situation and decided he could take out the Klingons closest to Jim readily enough but ones by him might be more challenging. Perhaps he could get the ones by Jim and Jim could get the ones by him and before more arrived, they could make it to a better location on the planet to call for help.

    Spock conveyed the plan to Jim who agreed.

    The first part worked out well and they managed to run from the area they were trapped in after disabling their Klingon aggressors.

    Unfortunately, just as Jim pulled his communicator out to contact the Enterprise another Klingon appeared near Jim’s location ready to strike.

    “No!”

    Spock flung himself between Jim and the Klingon and he took a hit right above his heart just as Jim fired his phaser to drop the Klingon.

    “Spock, hang on, hang on.”

    Spock felt Jim’s arms cradling him. He was losing consciousness.

    “Do not grieve, T’hy’la. I love you.”