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Ramblings June 26, 2018

I’m very pleased to have finished You’re in My Veins. Like most stories involving my boys, I probably could have gone on forever, or at least a few years. But I felt I had come to a place where I at least could end it.

That leaves only The Experiment left for my current WIPS for the Professor-Cadet series which is now up to like 21 stories. I am sure I will think of more because honestly those stories, set in the Academy, are my wheelhouse. I love the idea of getting them together at this point.

Not sure if I will get the next part of OMS ready for Friday but I will try.

Next up on updates is Where My Demons Hide. I left it at a very dark place and that’s going to continue but next chapter is going to be very much Spock/Kirk centered. I’ve started it, in fact started it not long after finishing the last chapter, but it’s not ready by any means, nor will it be until next week.

I have an idea for a one-shot too that I hope to start in the not too distant future but I am determined that it will be a one-shot and not go on forever and ever. LOL

Hard to believe next week is the 4th of July already. As I think I mentioned, on the evening of the 3rd we go to M’s cousin who lives in a city that does their fireworks on the 3rd. Weird, but true, and they have done that for years and years. Back in the old days it was free to get into the park near where they let them off and so we often attended with a group of friends. We’d bring blankets and KFC. It was fun. So many years ago now, really, that one of my friends who we used to go with passed away over ten years ago now, so yeah, long time we used to do that. They never put on the best show ever, but it was good. And free at a time where my own city was not (they are now). Then they began to charge and oddly enough it got busier than when it was free. It became such a hassle to get in there and get out that we all sort of mutually decided not to go.

Then M’s cousin started renting a place in the hills of the city and she had the perfect view of the fireworks the city lets off without all the hassle of the crowds. We could cook our own food, drink, play with the doggy she has. All in all a way better experience. We’ve been doing it there ever since.

On the 4th, we will have a bbq at the sister’s house in our own city. Sometimes we walk down to the park that they have the fireworks at and sometimes we watch from her house. Not sure what we will do this year. But the show is one of the best you’ve ever seen. A few years back they had a disaster involving exploding fireworks (no one was killed or maimed or anything) but they had to cancel as we were all sitting there waiting. It was something because as we were walking back to her house the news helicopters were everywhere.

Anyway, I’m blathering. It’s probably my favorite part of summer. Once that passes I am always eager for my favorite time to arrive, Autumn and the holidays! Alas, summer continues merrily burning on! HA

Last week I was talked into seeing Solo. It was okay. Better than I expected and pretty decent if I pretended he had nothing to do with Harrison Ford’s character, ha ha. I liked it better than Rogue One which I hated. This week we will be seeing Ocean’s 8.

Finally finished reading Needful Things. One of Stephen King’s long novels. It’s really sad how the people turn on each other and murder each other in a mob frenzy. I was glad to see some of my favorites in the story actually survived but some of the deaths and some of what went on, just terrible. You’d like to think people are better than that, but in today’s modern times, I can’t think that anymore.

That will be all until next week (unless OMS is updated Friday). Take care everyone and please be careful out there.

Throw Back Thursday 05/17/2018

On July 18, 2014 I posted my first chapter in My Spirk One-Shot Collection Part 1

Miss Me

“Are you gonna miss me?” Jim asked Spock as they lay in the afterglow of love making. He was covered in a fine sheen of sweat, though Spock didn’t seem particularly sweaty, damn the Vulcan.

“You will be gone three days and only two nights,” Spock replied.

“I’ll miss you.”

Spock did not have a response for that and Jim sighed. His head had been lying on Spock’s chest but now he rose up and lay on his side facing Spock, who still lay on his back.

Jim reached for Spock’s fingers with his and stroked them together. “You won’t miss me?”

“I did not say that.”

“You didn’t say you would either.” Jim sighed. “I wish you were coming with me.”

“Both the captain and the first officer are not required.”

“I know, Spock. It’s just…never mind.”

Spock opened his mouth as though to speak, but Jim feigned a yawn.

“Wow, I’m super tired all of a sudden.” He leaned over and placed a kiss on Spock’s lips. “Night, Spock.” He turned to face away from Spock and closed his eyes, trying not to be disappointed.


Jim was dead tired when he beamed on board the Enterprise from the three day meeting he’d had on Starbase 9. God Admirals and dignitaries could talk forever.

He stepped off the transporter pad and managed a weary smile for the chief behind the controls. He was back a couple of hours earlier than originally anticipated, so instead of heading for the bridge, Jim went to his quarters.

A check with the computer indicated Spock was on the bridge, so Jim discarded his clothes and got into the shower. He planned on drinking coffee when he was finished, so he could face the rest of his shift. What he really wanted was about three days straight of sleep, but that wasn’t going to happen.

He wrapped a towel around his waist and exited the bathroom.

Spock stood in his quarters, hands behind his back. For a moment, a fleeting one, Jim was annoyed Spock had entered his quarters without his permission. They had only been…well whatever they were…for a couple of weeks. Spock shouldn’t just think he could enter without asking, should he? But then Jim realized normally he wouldn’t care. He was just still smarting from Spock not telling Jim he would miss him.

“Hey, Spock. Everything okay?” Jim smiled. ”I got back a little early so I figured I had time for a shower.”

But Spock only stared at him.


Spock moved suddenly, so fast Jim gave a yelp of surprise as he was shoved against the bulkhead. The Vulcan slammed his hands on either side of Jim’s head, trapping Jim there.

“What?” Jim asked, his eyes wide with surprise.

Spock crushed Jim’s lips under his, ferocious and bruising. Jim moaned and threw his arms around Spock’s neck, pressing into the kiss, into Spock.

When Jim finally had to come up for air, he blinked hazily at Spock. “What was that?”

“I missed you.”

“Oh.” Jim smiled. “Oh.”

“Is that all you can say?” Spock asked, his pupils blown wide, as his gaze went to Jim’s swollen lips.

Jim went in for another kiss. “I missed you, too.”

Flash Fic Friday, January 05, 2018

Appreciative One requested a Pinto Flash Fic this week. The prompt was a publicity opportunity for Chris and Zach to christen a new Naval ship called the USS Enterprise in Virginia. Entirely fiction of course.


Chris closed his eyes and leaned his head back as the car service that was to take him to his hotel room from the airport began to move. God, he was tired.

Why had he agreed to this again?

Paramount mostly. And his agent. And his publicity people. Good for the franchise. Good for the future. Good press.

And then there was seeing Zach again. He’d been told Zach was already onboard before he’d agreed. He wouldn’t have otherwise. He was working like crazy. Had only come back from Scotland where he’d been filming Outlaw King, only to have to begin One Day She’ll Darken. He liked working. Keeping busy. But it was getting to be too much even for him. And soon he’d have to start publicity for Disney for A Wrinkle in Time.

This was just a quick two night stay. Friday night come in, as he was now, do the christening of the new USS Enterprise Aircraft Carrier at the Naval Shipyard, stay over Saturday night, and then fly home to California early Sunday.

He’d been to this part of Virginia before, so he didn’t bother looking out the windows. It was getting dark anyway.

He opened his eyes and took out his flip phone.

You here yet?

There was no immediate answer and Chris wasn’t even sure he expected one.

But he’d suddenly had a dreadful thought.

What if Zach wasn’t alone? What if he’d brought Miles?

And what if he had? What could Chris say about it? Lately Miles always came. And Chris just dealt with it.

It wasn’t as though Chris had any kind of hold over Zach. That had ended when Zach moved to New York. Got worse after he met Miles. And now—

Friends. Firmly in the friend zone.


“We’ve reached the Hilton, Mr. Pine. My instructions are to bring you up to the private side entrance,” the driver said.

Chris straightened and stuck his phone in his pocket. “Thanks, man.”

He always arranged to have the tip included with the initial payment so he didn’t have to deal with the cash scene, so the driver helped him out of the car, and with his luggage, as Chris went into the private entrance.

It was a quick check-in as they’d been expecting him and pretty soon he was riding up the elevator with his small bag to the tenth floor where his suite was located. He didn’t bother to get assistance since he had packed light.

When he accessed his door, he was more than a little surprised to see the figure of a man standing by the floor to ceiling window. His heart began to pound in fright until he recognized the silhouette of Zachary Quinto. And then it pounded for another reason.


He set his bag down and closed the door behind him.

Zach turned from the window. He was dressed in black jeans and a black turtleneck sweater. There was a smattering of a dark shadow over his chiseled jaw. He looked…amazing.

“What are you doing here?”

“Hello to you too, Christopher.” Zach smirked. “There was a mix up with my room and it wasn’t ready yet.”

Chris frowned. “And so they let you in my room? Some security.”

“I sweet-talked the desk clerk. Turns out he’s a fan.”

“You mean of your ass.”

Zach shrugged. “Whatever works. Are you really bothered?”

“I should be. He could easily be fired for that.”

“True. But you won’t do that.”

Chris sighed. “No. But you could have asked. I sent you a message.”

“I saw it just now.” He raised his eyebrows in a way that was both reminiscent of Spock and not at the same time. Some of it was all sardonic Zach. He was an expert at that.

Chris walked over to the window and looked out, standing beside Zach. “It’s starting to rain.”

Zach’s gaze was on Chris’ face. He felt it like a brand. “Yep.”

“Where’s-where’s Miles?” He made himself ask.

“Paris, actually.”

Chris turned and look at him then. “Oh.”

“Modeling. I was supposed to go with him but I canceled when they asked me to do this.”


“Well. After they said you had already agreed—”

“Wait. What?” Chris laughed. “They told me you agreed.”

Zach rolled his eyes. “Typical PR bullshit.”

“You…you look good.”


“No. I mean it. Really good.” Chris licked his lips. “I’ve missed you.”


“And don’t start in on this was all my doing,” he said softly. “I know all that.”


Chris looked away. “I still miss you.”

“Listen—” Zach’s phone sprung to life, playing the music from American Horror Story. He hit accept. “Zachary Quinto.”

Chris moved away from the window over to where his bag was. He picked it up and tossed it on the king-sized bed.

“Yeah. Okay. Thanks. I’ll be right down.” Zach ended the call. “Room’s ready.”

Chris nodded. “Okay. I’m going to take a shower and head to bed. See you tomorrow.”

For a moment, Zach said nothing, didn’t react at all. But eventually, he nodded in agreement and headed for the hotel room door. “See you in the morning. Goodnight.”


Chris had barely refrained from asking him to stay. But really.



The publicity part was over.   It had been a long day of being at the Shipyard, christening the Enterprise, smiling for the press, doing interviews. Chris’ jaw muscles hurt from smiling. And his body was tense and wired being next to Zach all day.

“You want to grab some dinner in the restaurant?” Zach asked as they were dropped off at the private side entrance of the Hilton.

Chris shook his head. “I’m really not in the mood to continue being on display. I think I’ll go for room service.”

Zach eyed him sideways as they entered the elevator. “Sounds good. Mind if I join you?”

Friends ate together all the time.


“I’ll just get some stuff settled in my room and be over to yours. Go ahead and order us something.” Zach smiled. “I defer to your good judgment.”

Chris went over the room service menu and picked a nice bottle of Cabernet Sauvignon to begin with. Then he chose Beef Bourguignon for two along with mashed potatoes and gravy and cheesecake with strawberries for dessert.

Zach came over about ten minutes later. He had changed out of the suit he’d been wearing into the black jeans from the night before and a buttoned down navy colored shirt open at the throat to reveal his dark dark hair against pale skin.

Chris himself had changed into a pair of loose fitting sweats and a T-shirt. He didn’t fail to notice the way Zach’s gaze had swept over him either.

They said little until room service arrived and when the server left and Chris handed Zach a glass of wine, Zach was back to smirking.

“I see you haven’t changed at all. Still a Cab.”

Chris rolled his eyes. “It hasn’t been that long, Zach.”

“I know.” He stared into his glass of wine. “It’s just…I’m floundering a bit here, Chris.”

“You? Calm, cool and collected Zachary Quinto?”

“It’s not easy for me.”

“No?” Chris shook his head. “Because God it sure seems easy for you from where I’m standing.”

Zach stared at him. “Why are you standing way over there, anyway?”

Chris swallowed. “Because if I get any closer—”

“You’ll what?”

He closed his eyes. And then Zach made the decision for him. He came to Chris. He was no longer holding his glass of wine, and instead had both hands on Chris’ arms as he pushed himself into Chris’ personal space.

“I had to see you,” Zach said softly. “Touch you.”

“Is that why Miles isn’t here?”

“To hell with him. I don’t want to talk about him. I want to talk about us.”


Zach leaned in and began to kiss Chris’ rigid jaw. “I want you, baby. Please?”

He opened his eyes to stare into the dark depths of Zach’s gaze. He was lost and he knew it. Knew it when he’d made the decision to come to Virginia.

“You have me,” he said softly. “You always have me.”

Zach kissed him. “I hope you have lube.”

Chris laughed. “Three bottles.”

Zach snorted. “Why the hell did we waste last night?”

“Fuck if I know.” Chris grabbed Zach’s face in his hands. “Fuck me.”


His phone buzzed as he sat in first class waiting for the plane to take off. He flipped it open.

Are you sore?

You wish.

Safe travels.

He smiled as a beating heart appeared. Leave it to Quinto to get it to work even on his barebones flip phone. He closed the phone and put it in his pocket.

What the future held for them, he didn’t know. But at the moment, he felt good.


Ramblings of the Week, January 01, 2018


Well my friends, 2017 is behind us. Will we  all survive 2018? That remains to be seen or experienced.

I can’t say 2017 was all bad for me. But I started 2017 sick and ended it sick. That pretty much sucked.

But I did get to go to Morro Bay twice. I saw Yellowstone. And I had my mother around for another year. I kept my job. N. Korea hasn’t blown us up yet. All good things.

I wrote and started many stories. And some I even finished! LOL.

In just a few weeks, I will be on my Caribbean Cruise 2018. The last one we went on was in 2014 or 2015. I forget which. I thought it was 2015 but M thinks it was 2014. Anyway, a while ago and I anticipate not going on another one for the foreseeable future.

I anticipate having a nice time, anyway.

This year I resolve to get healthier. Actually use that exercise bike we bought. And try to be financially healthier too.

I also resolve to finish all the stories I have already started. When? Well, 2018 just began so we will see!

Next up for me is I want to conclude my Cinderella Spirk story before I go any further with anything else. So look for the conclusion of When I Fall in Love.

I want to be able to begin posting the Winter Story soon. I think I may call it “Frostbite” but we shall see.

My friend, AO, has requested my flash fic for Friday, January 05 to be Pinto related. We shall see if I can do it.

This coming Saturday, January 06, I will be undecorating my family’s house. Hopefully we will have the energy.

Videos Saturday

It’s time for some videos!

Some are not safe for work or probably your mom, or grams, or your landlady or kid, etc.


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