I have to work today, which is a major bummer, and yeah, I know I am not alone in this, others do too, but M is off, and I wish I was. I will get off early, that I do know, so there is that.
New Year’s Eve we are going to my sister’s for lobster and champagne. We don’t generally make a big deal out of NYE but I guess this year we decided to. HA. Not sure why
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New Year’s Day we are having the cousin over and having a Charcuterie Board. See below. I didn’t know what one was either until I had it at one of the restaurants at Disneyland.
- Preparing a Charcuterie Board. A charcuterie board most often consists of a variety of meats and cheeses and often fruit or nuts; essentially a meat and cheese board! …
- Cheese. Sliced Monterey Jack Cheese. …
- Meat. Peppered Salame. …
- Fruit. Dried Apricots. …
- Crackers/Bread. Marketside French Baguette sliced and toasted. …
- Other.
It’s supposed to be chilly that day (California chilly) so we intend to have a fire log going on our fireplace and we’ll probably watch the stupid parade.
2018 is almost over and will be by tomorrow. I have no idea what 2019 will bring for any of us, so I hope it brings health, happiness and fortune to you. I always hope for a better year, no matter what the prior year was. And so I do for this coming year also. Live Long and Prosper 🖖🏻
As we close out 2018, I wanted to go over what my personal favorites of my own stories WRITTEN in 2018 are. This means I am not counting stories begun in prior years. Eventually I intend to do a full list of my personal favorites of ALL my stories, but right now since we are closing out 2018, I am going with just those.
I know this particular picture is a favorite so even though it’s not QUITE New Year’s I figured I would use it.
- The Mysterious One – this is probably my favorite that I started in 2018. I absolutely love this mysterious Jim and his brother/side-kick McCoy who is part Bones/part Judge Dredd (my apologies for those who have not see Karl’s Judge Dredd movie but he’s a big time badass)
- The Experiment – I love me some Cadet Kirk/Professor Spock stories and this is my current favorite. Might be my all time favorite of this trope but that remains to be seen
- Bitter Frost – This one is as AU as you get since Jim is but isn’t Jim but I love this Jim that is based on the character CP plays in The Finest Hours
- Knight to Queen’s Bishop 3 and Pawn to Queen’s Knight 4- I think of these together and they also feature my Cadet/Professor Trope
- Sleeping Beauty – my favorite fairy tale starring my favorite couple
- Stay – Cadet/Professor Trope, Spock must leave to serve with Captain Pike
- How to Seduce Your First Officer – the infamous my hotel burned down Jim story
- Nine Lives – Cats and Spock, so yeah
- False Memories – Jim wakes up believing Spock cheated on him
- The Rain – Cadet Kirk proposes to Professor Spock in the rain
- The Hike – Jim and Spock stuck together in a cave
- Seriously – Five times Jim says Seriously
- Idiots in Love – Professor/Cadet, Jim thinks he can’t get his relationship right
- That Glorious Song of Old – holiday romance
- The Ties That Bind – Complicated family issues
- Hello Darkness, My Old Friend – Jim quits Starfleet Academy
- My Heart’s a Virgin, It’s Never Been Tried – Older Spock and Kirk just getting together
- Trashing the Tree – Holiday Professor/Cadet
- When I Loved You – My aliens abducted the boys story
- Would You Rather – trapped together again, they confess their love
- All I Ever Wanted – Jim is the only one Spock ever wanted for himself, truly, and Jim doesn’t remember him
- His Heart Remained Cold – Jim and Spock are separated and Spock returns on New Year’s
- A Beginning – my OMS story for this year
- The Apology – Jim apologizes to Spock for confessing feelings
- The Kirk Curse – Spock forgets Jim
- Sleeping with Spock – Jim likes to sleep with Spock
- Lost in the Palace – shh, this was tentacle sex and written anonymously but uh, yeah, I still like it
- The Love Confession – Jim confesses his feelings, again! HA
- Relieved and Compromised – Both have bad days
- The Sight – Jim sees the future and is uncertain what it all means (yes I am stalled on this)
- Autumn in Harmony – Trilogy needed to be concluded with Jim finally bonding with Spock
- Tricks, Vulcan Flowers, and On the Edge Again – very short stories
- How Am I Supposed to Live Without You – they aren’t together here by the end, so yeah, they need to be
- There is no 34th thing
So that’s it. I probably forgot something but this is what I could remember that I started in 2018. It’s hard to figure it out on AO3 but I did the best I could. I did not count my one-shot collection or the stories that have only been posted on the blog so far.
Jim stepped up to the door of his quarters and gained entry. All he had to do was change his clothes and then he’d go to the party. He felt good. Festive even. Bones would be there, of course. And everyone. Uhura, Sulu, Jaylah, Scotty. But most importantly Spock.
Only three days ago, Spock had expressed to him that he wanted to be more than friends. And they hadn’t got much farther than that. They’d done a little bit of Vulcan kissing, according to Spock, but they’d both been busy with…well everything.
On his bed was a package.
With a smile, Jim picked it up and saw that it was from his mom. How she had managed to get it to him, he wasn’t sure.
He opened the brown box and found several wrapped items within and a note from his mother.
“Jimmy, I had this sent to you when the Enterprise stopped at Starbase 6. Your friend Leonard McCoy picked it for me and promised to deliver it to you for the holidays. I hope you like the gifts. Some might make you a little sad. They did me. But I wanted you to have them. Love, Mom.”
He opened the presents and found sleep shorts with a heart on the butt that made him rolls his eyes, a nice casual shirt, socks (how many times did he have to tell her he didn’t wear socks?), and then…a framed holo photo of his mother, father, and Sam.
Jim stared at the photo. He never got to be with his dad, even like this. But Sam did.
Attached to the frame was a note.
“The only picture of the four of us.”
Jim frowned. Then he looked closer and saw his mom had a baby bump.
He laughed. Perhaps with tears in his eyes, but he laughed.
Then he opened the next one and realized it was an old watch with a battered leather band and a Starfleet insignia from several decades ago, too. Then he found another note from his mom.
“This was your dad’s. I found it recently. I had it repaired so it works again but I didn’t want to change the band because well your dad wore it. You know. Anyway, this was from his Academy days. I guess we can’t find Sam, but I do know where you are, and I thought…maybe you’d like to have something of your dad’s.”
Jim didn’t even bother to hold back the tears anymore as he ran his finger along the old worn leather. Inside the band someone had stitched GK.
For a long time he just sat there amongst the things his mother had sent. Holding George’s watch and the picture of the four of them.
“Captain? Jim?”
He looked over to see Spock standing there. He hadn’t heard the door or anything.
“Hi.”
“What is it? You are distressed?”
“No. I mean, yeah. I don’t know. Gifts from my mom.”
Spock’s brows furrowed. “They were unpleasant?”
“No.” He laughed again. Didn’t know why. He wiped his eyes. “Uh, listen, I’m not really up to the party, I think. But you can go.”
Spock walked closer to the bed where Jim sat. “Would you like for me to leave?”
“I don’t want you to miss the festivities.”
“Forget the festivities. I am interested in you. Do you want me to leave?”
Jim shook his head. He handed the stuff to Spock, who looked at it very intently. Then his gaze rose to Jim’s.
“I will stay.” He sat next to Jim on the bed and for a long time neither of them said anything.
“It’s stupid, right? To miss someone you never had,” Jim said after a bit.
“I do not think so.” Spock hesitated. “I miss my mother.”
Jim reached for Spock’s hand and held it. “We should just go, huh? To the party, I mean. Everyone is expecting us.”
“Perhaps. But only if it is what you wish to do.”
Jim squeezed Spock’s fingers. “Yeah. Let me just get dressed and we’ll go.”
He rose from the bed and changed out of his uniform and into jeans and the Christmas sweater he had planned to wear.
“Are you certain, Jim?”
“Yeah. I mean, you and I, we’re alive right? And together. That’s something to celebrate.”
And he leaned in, placing a kiss on Spock’s lips. It was the first human kiss they’d exchanged. And it felt a little weird, kissing Spock after all this time, but nice weird. If he wanted to linger just a bit and kiss him again, well, he was entitled right?
“Mm. Okay.” Jim sighed and started to pull away before the kissing got more heated. “The party.”
Spock pulled him back and lowered his lips to Jim’s. “One more minute.”
Merry Christmas (You will likely see this K/S Again January 11th)
Mom isn’t doing great right now and is sick so not sure what that means for us in the next few days but that’s what we’re dealing with along with the holidays, so I wouldn’t expect to see me around for the next few days. I’ll post again probably Wednesday.
In the meantime, Merry Christmas and I hope you have a fun and healthy time ahead of you. My wish is that everyone be well and happy
For a long time, Spock continued to sit on the couch with Jim sleeping against his shoulder.
It ended up being a rather unexpected way to spend his evening. He had intended to spend a quiet evening alone in his apartment reading a new astrophysics research paper.
But then he’d come across the mess that was Jim Kirk.
If only he had not been such an appealing mess. Spock probably should not have involved himself. While Jim was not in any of Spock’s classes, he was still a cadet and there was potential for conflict.
But as he watched Jim sleep, Spock found he did not care about that as much as he probably should have.
It wasn’t that he thought no one should be alone for the holidays. Terran holidays held no interest for Spock. He himself had thought to be alone during the break period until his mother had asked him to come home to Vulcan. But even then it was not with the intention to celebrate anything. He had, when he had decided he would go to Vulcan, spending the bulk of his time in meditating solitude. Constantly being barraged by Human emotions took a toll on him and he had looked to the break to ease that toll.
That was no longer an option. Not for Spock.
He could not leave Jim alone, holidays or not, winter break or not, and so, as he’d told his mother, he would not be going to Vulcan. Perhaps in the spring. And if it was not too optimistic, perhaps he would be bringing Jim with him.
For now, Spock decided Jim needed to go to bed. He shifted a little so that Jim was no longer leaning so heavily on his and got up from the couch. Then he reached down and scooped the human up into his arms.
He stirred for just a moment before settling back, continue to sleep as Spock carried him toward what appeared to be the bedrooms of Jim’s apartment. It was set up similarly to Spock’s own, although in Spock’s the second bedroom was his meditation room. Here he was unsure which room belonged to Jim, at least at first glance. But as he lingered in the doorway of the room on the right he decided it did not fit Jim and was likely Leonard McCoy’s.
As soon as he entered the left room, with the unmade bed, Spock knew this was it. It smelled like Jim, which was a pleasing scent indeed.
He carefully placed Jim on the bed. He was fully dressed in jeans and a shirt and Spock actually did consider removing his clothing, but decided they were not yet to the point where that would be appropriate and he pulled up the sheet and blanket to cover the sleeping cadet.
Spock left the bedroom and set about cleaning the apartment. It was not atrociously dirty but it needed work and Spock appeared to have energy to burn. He got rid of all the trash, cleaned the kitchen, straightened the living room.
He even set up the coffeemaker so that in the morning all Jim would have to do was press the button.
At the end of it all, he went to check on Jim, who still lay cocooned amongst the covers, looking very sweet and unexpectedly innocent. Spock once more felt a tug in his side.
Leaving Jim to sleep, Spock slipped out of Jim’s apartment to return to his own. In the morning, he would return to make Jim breakfast, but for now, there was nothing more to be done.
Tonight our power will be turned off and isn’t supposed to come back on until about 4AM. Sigh. I guess it will definitely be dark for sleeping.
Looks like Disneyland on Sunday is happening as we have scheduled the time for leaving and everything. I suppose I will still be skeptical until I walk through the gate! HA.
Tomorrow will be another Flash Fic Friday. So you have that to look forward to.
You all know I finished Where My Demons Hide. It’s a relief to have it over. That leaves me with only 11 current WIPs. I say “only” because I have had at one time or another more than 15.
My plan right now is not to post any more WIPs. If I have something finished, like the Christmas story, I will post it, but once those WIPs are completed, I won’t be posting any more. It’s very possible I won’t be writing any more fan fics at all once those are done. I think I’m getting close to saying all I have to say about Kirk and Spock. I am definitely repeating stories and ideas.
That may or may not be what you want to hear, but that’s where I am coming from.
The thing is I do have other ideas, like the one that goes with ‘Dancing on My Own’, but I am not sure at this point that I am ever going to write it.
Writing has always been my therapy. Anyway, that’s something you can hopefully look forward to in 2019, the conclusion of those 11 stories. My strategy might change on how I work on them. It might be that I will just pick a story and write on it until its done, and then so on with each story, we shall see.
December has begun its busy busy business. I have something planned for every weekend this month and many things during the week. Hopefully I will maintain my sanity as well as my physical health.
I’m tweaking one story for the Flash that I think needs more added and I am also working on the T’hy’la story. That’s it for this year, I think. Too busy and overwhelmed for much of anything else. I’d like to enjoy my holidays. I still have several movies to watch too.
You’ll notice I am using the free photos from WordPress for my blog lately, lol. Too lazy to upload new ones of my own, etc.
I’m not very enthusiastic today. I fully admit. I have no explanation for my attitude but it is there.
That Glorious Song of Old is ready to post any time I feel like posting it. I feel like it is a bit early, unless I do spread out the posting of it. Part of me would like to do that because I tend to build up more of a readership if I don’t post it all at once. What does everyone think? Should I post the prologue by itself and then follow with the first chapter a few days later?”
Decorated the sister’s house yesterday. She decided to go “Christmas Light” so not as many decorations went up. She paid us though so that was very cool.
Had a couple of Baileys and coffees while I was there but they didn’t settle well with me and it gave me a stomachache later.
My Devotion is next in updating but since I am working on the T’hy’la story it has to be on hold for the time being.
It’s cold here at work today so I am having to wear my coat in the office. It’s supposed to rain here on Wednesday and Thursday. Our electric company, Edison, has decided to shut our power off Thursday night overnight to work on some equipment in the area. It’s supposed to go off at 9 and not come back on until 4AM Friday morning, so swell.
Milo’s cousin who supposedly works for Disney is supposed to be getting us in this coming Sunday to Disneyland. We are skeptical because she tends to make up stories. We shall see if it happens! HA.
I have finished every last bit of Christmas shopping and even did a lot of wrapping this past weekend. I got a few things watched too, so it’s been nice. The nicest part is not being sick this year! I am very much hoping it stays that way. Last year I was so sick I ended up having seizures. I also broke a bottle and gave my hand a very nasty cut. It’s a scar now. For months afterward the scar tissue hurt, but surprisingly, it doesn’t anymore. So far, everything has been better this year, so I am crossing my fingers and toes.
Spirk (with a small dose of Pinto) 