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Kirk: Good morning crew, collecting money for Starfleet’s ball?

Spock: We don’t have balls.

Kirk: I honestly have no response to that.

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star trek // the x-files

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“Oh my god.” He almost collapsed when Peter let go of him and started laughing even as he felt a wave of nausea come over him and he had to lean heavily on his knees. “Jesus Christ, you weren’t kidding!”

“Sure.” He grinned and was suddenly at his side, holding his arm and supporting his head and neck. “Ready?” Without waiting for an answer he ran the pair of them around the little pond out to the satellite.”

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He tried to hide how excited that made him. “...Can I see?”

He laughed. “Nah, it’s not rude. You’re totally allowed to ask.” He grinned at him. “I’m fast. Very fast.”

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AOS Star Trek text-posts 1/?

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It was probably rude, but he couldn’t help laughing. “Thanks, at least. It’s nice to meet you, Peter.” He paused. “Hey, I’m sorry if this is rude, but I don’t know what’s okay and what’s not so you don’t have to answer if it is rude. But -- what’s your ability if I may ask?”

“The only useless one? Nah, not by a long shot.” Scott happened to be walking by and thus became an easy target. “I mean, take Scott for example. He’s way more useless than you.” 

Scott glared. “Fuck you, Peter.” And kept walking.

Peter grinned and shook Jim’s hand. “Peter Maximoff, homo whatever.” 

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He was totally planning to ask Sherrinford who the hell “Seb” was, but then he got asked about Spock and it distracted him.

“I dunno,” he said honestly. “I genuinely dunno. I hated him when we first met, actually. He’s really cold and detached, but... I dunno, he has this very dry sense of humor and he makes me laugh. He’s good at stopping me before I go too far. He never smiles but any time I’ve seen him get close is... pretty.” He blushed and hid his face behind his hands. “Oh god listen to me. I sound like a fourteen year old.”

sing your heart out

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“Colorful? Are you sure you don’t live in a poorly lit circus tent?” He smirked anyway. “Wow, you and Spock, friends? That would be a miracle.”

@notacoalminer

not this again || bones and jim

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He got on the bike first and gestured at his boss to get behind him. “Okay, it’s not that hard but it’s important. You’ll need to lean a little when we make turns, but not enough that it’ll knock us down. Just like you’re looking over my shoulder. Got it?”

@of-tea-and-cardigans

Overtime;

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@romulusistheempire

{text} I’m not the one who is trash in this relationship, sir

{text} Fine fine I’ll get it done

[text] Careful, you might just slide down the hall right into that same trashcan

[text] Get that paper done, you academic featherweight

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“Ah, I don’t have one. I’m probably the only person on campus who’s completely useless.” He held out a hand to shake. “Jim Kirk, homo sapien.”

@blueyedthyla liked for a starter~

“You the new kid?” he asked, happy to see someone a little closer to his own age at the school. “What’re you in for? What’s your gift, youngster?”

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FACT: F. Scott Schafer’s photos of Simon Pegg in the July/August issue of Popular Science are the best photos of Simon Pegg.

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“I think the best part is how much faith the country has in us that they think we have that much corruption all the time. Your country’s movies put you guys in a much better light.” He shook his head, running his fingers through his hair. “Oh god, what is happening in this movie right now?”

@of-tea-and-cardigans

He shrugged, laughing a little. “I honestly can’t remember. Probably acting outside his orders or something. Maybe the CIA went corrupt and he found out about it.” He shook his head. “Honestly, you lot do the silliest things to cover up corruption.” he said teasingly.

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He flopped into the nearest chair with a grin. “This MI6 guy. He's like my best friend. Totally ruined his reputation as a heartless bitch.” He pulled his phone out of his pocket and got into his work email. “Hold on, I’ve got some files here. We should probably actually get to work.”

“Not at all.” he said, gesturing at the extra chair. “And what English guy was that?” He grinned. “And, like, screwed over how?” He figured that was an important thing to know, since he’d likely be working with Jim for at least a few days.

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Jim was not jealous. He had nothing to be jealous about. Spock was his friend, and Jim wanted him to be okay. And, like, not dying from horniness. But no matter how many times he told himself that, it didn’t explain why he couldn’t sleep because he couldn’t stop thinking about it. Or why he couldn’t stop the feelings of intense sadness that came over him in waves whenever he remembered what happened. Because of this, he was just nursing a second cup of coffee after a near-sleepless night when Spock showed up in his quarters. He looked -- better. A lot better. It made Jim feel ill.

“Why?” he asked after taking a long drink of the coffee. It was bitter. He hadn’t put in enough sugar. But it did the trick anyway. “You did what you did. It’s done now, isn’t it?” He shrugged. “There’s nothing left to talk about.” Which was absolutely why Jim was so tense and miserable. Because there wasn’t anything wrong.

He got up to put his mug away, trying to shake off any remaining drowsiness and avoiding looking at Spock. “If you’re feeling better then you’re cleared to return to duty. But if you get any further symptoms I want you to see Bones. That’s all I have to say to you.”

@1stofficerspock

Turns Out Mr. Spock IS a Fish || Jim & Spock VS Pon Farr

It had not been as horrible as Spock expected it to be. It was certainly more civilized than his first Pon Farr had been. No one on Enterprise challenged him for the right to mate Lieutenant T’Laren. It was an emotionless mating with no bond to complicate it. Both were spared the indignities of a public spectacle were able to return to their duties the following day. And being Vulcan, forced to do the only logical thing they could do, neither showed any signs of shame as they returned to their quarters—which was not to say that Spock was not praying silently that the other Vulcan female on board did not also slip into the blood fever any time soon.

He was also concerned about Jim. While Spock wasn’t emotionally scarred, he knew Jim had been hurt by his rejection. Now that he was in his right mind, he could have a reasonable discussion with the person he cared more about than any other in the universe about why he’d been forced to reject his offers of assistance.

To quote one of the cadets he’d taught at the Academy, “It was going to be awkward as fuck.”

“Captain?” he said from the door to Jim’s ready room. “I am ready to return to duty, but as my shift does not begin for another 35 minutes, I thought we could talk.”

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