#jim krik

[the-crooked-library]

blame this textpost for the mess, I had to make a compilation <3

I guess you could categorize this as inspirational content?..

[trek-tracks]

Wait 'til they meet guys who say "Boldly Go"

[minimightymina]

Just realized that this Jim

Is less this Jim

And more this Jim

Which is kind of hilarious

[ofsparkfire]

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[screamingwormsasplayedbypasta]

i think one of the many reasons why i like older tv shows and movies (specifically star trek. i stg i have other interests) is because of how the "eye candy" aspect is treated. like, Kirk is the eye candy of the show but he's also just. Some Guy. he's not egregiously swole, hes not a bad boy, he doesn't play hard to get, he's simply a lover. Don't get me wrong, there is nothing wrong with anything i just listed, in fact all of that can be just as attractive as anything else if the guy isn't oozing toxicity. and Kirk is beautiful, he's a lot closer to what people actually want in a man. he's kind and quick witted and the more you watch the more you realize that his beauty and hotness comes from how he moves as opposed to what he's moving. Kirk smiles bright and moves with intention and grace, every step he takes is calculated and soft with years of strength. (it takes strength to be kind, to be soft. Kirk is a bleeding heart and oh how he bleeds)

if all that was focused on you, tell me, would it not make you feel more irreparably wanted, loved, then modern Hollywood tv eye candy could?

would the intensity and authenticity not make your bones buzz? would you be able to look him in the eyes, crinkled with a caring smile, and not want connection? if he touches your arm, solid and warm, nothing more then simple affection for him, would you not reach back?

he would walk you home after 5 minutes of conversation, he doesn't want anything more.

he would talk with you for hours, grinning and eyes gleaming, he doesn't want anything more.

he would buy your drinks and flirt but if you didn't push back, he would leave, wanting nothing more.

Jim Kirk is a man of connection, sex and sexuality is a part of that but it is not the only thing he strives for.

so tell me, if you met Jim Kirk, if he reached for you, would you not wish for his friendship? and if you meet, only to move on, would you not keep the memory tucked away like a dream?

Kirk's beauty works because he looks like a real tangible thing, he looks goofy from some angles - but so does everyone! he has flaws and nuances and all of him comes together to form someone pretty, sexy and beautiful. He is someone safe.

and honestly? as an aroace guy, it's a Hell of a lot more attractive to see Kirk, confident and compassionate, with shoulders like mine and eyes like the boys in my dreams, then it is to be affronted by misogyny, said to be charm.

[imamotherfuckingstar-lord]

A Thousand Times

Jim Kirk x Reader, angst

I had a dream that you were mine, I’ve had that dream a thousand times..

“I’ll jump if you jump,” you smiled up at the man, hand tightened around his. His palm was warm against yours and the cool breeze of the night hit your cheeks like a favorite blanket. His eyes - blue and dark in the night, glanced over at you. His gaze fell down to your hands entwined and the biggest grin appeared on his handsome face.

“With you, I could do anything,” his voice was thick with promises and hopes. Scattered lullabies sang from the lake down below and nothing would ever compare to this very moment.

Standing next to the man you had fallen madly in love with and the unknown world below you - it felt so right.

“On the count of three, it’s me and you. Are you ready?”

His eyes never left yours as he ran a hand through his perfect blond hair and laughed. “I’m ready.”

The two of you stood at the edge of the old wooden bridge facing the small lake, his hand squeezed against yours and he counted off.

One..

Two..

Three..

And then the two of you jumped.

“Darlin’.”

A smooth voice etched with southern charm shook you from the dream. Eyes fluttered open and there he was - your boyfriend smiling at you. “Fell asleep, we just docked. The shuttle’s back on the Enterprise.”

“Let her be, Bones,” Jim Kirk called out from behind the doctor and when Leonard moved aside, your eyes meet the same blue ones from your dream. From every dream you had, a thousand times before.

“It’s okay, I’m awake now,” you smiled softly up at the Captain and unbuckled your restraints. Leonard was called to the front of the shuttle and he promised to meet you back at the Medbay. He kissed you softly on the cheek and glared at Jim before making his exit. The blond laughed and walked over to you, holding out a hand to you.

“Must have been a good dream, you were smiling in your sleep,” his eyes smiled at you and you lingered too long when he pulled you up. It was just like the dream, the feeling of being so close to him. 

It was painfully intoxicating.

Quickly, you shifted away from him and nodded. “Yeah, it was a good one.”

[shenanigans-and-imagines]

Hey can I request a Jim Kirk x reader with the prompts "I've had a rough day and honestly all I want right now is a drink and someone to cuddle with." and "you're ridiculously comfortable..." Thanks!

(Not My Gif)

Jim Kirk x Reader, AOS Kirk, Gender Neutral Reader, Academy Days

AO3 Link/ Support Me on Ko-fi

A/N: I went with AOS Kirk, I hope that’s okay.

Word Count: 385

           You dragged your feet down the hallway, as every muscle in your body seemed to ache.  

           You had gone through an intense secession of combat training and now your body was paying for it.  You weren’t sure what was wrong with you, but you weren’t able to focus as well as you normally did and ended up flat on your back after every bout.

Eventually the instructor told you to pack it in early and check in with medical before you went home.  

           McCoy had given you a good talking to which did nothing to improve your mood.  The only thing that kept you from physically assaulting the man was you knew his berating came from a place that cared.

           You gave a sigh in relief once you reached your apartment and slipped inside.

           Out of the corner of you eye you saw you boyfriend, Jim, in the kitchen putting away a few of the dishes.

           “Y/N,” he greeted warmly.  “You’re back early.”

           He turned to you fully, his smile fading slightly as he got a good look at you.

           “Shit, are you alright?”

           You hand went instinctively to your face, touching the bruise starting to form tentatively.

           “I’ve had a rough day,” you sighed, “and honestly all I want right now is a drink and someone to cuddle with.”    

           A soft smile appeared on his face, as he nodded in understanding.

           “Done and done sweetheart.”

           In no time at all he fixed you both something strong and guided you towards the couch.

           Your body instantly relax as you leaned your head on his shoulder and he placed a comforting arm around you.  You both drank in silence, simply enjoying each other’s company.  

           Once you were done with your glass, Jim set it on the side table and you adjusted so you were laying your head on his lap.

           “You’re ridiculously comfortable…” you mumbled.

           You could feel your eyelids growing heavy.  You weren’t sure how much longer you could remain awake.  

           Jim just laughed as he ran a hand softly through your hair.

           “Good to know I’m good for something.”

           You laughed a bit yourself looking up into his kind blue eyes.

           “I love you James Kirk.”

           He smiled gently, before leaning down and kissing you lightly on the lips.

           “I love you too Y/N.”

[thedawgsblog]

MURDER UNDER COVER OF THE LAW

MURDER UNDER COVER OF THE LAW

MURDER UNDER COVER OF THE LAW

BY WILLIAM THOMAS JENSEN (TOM) 8-11-2020

I lost a dear friend today.

I found out about Frank Carson’s passing barely an hour ago.

I am going to “Go Off” now on some of the people that I feel are responsible,

For what I consider to be:

Murder under cover of the law.

First of all,

I want to express my sincerest sympathy to Frank Carson’s…

[firstofficerkittycat]

spock: admiral

kirk: u used to call me jim :(

spcok: that would be inappropriate

krik: yes! Exactly! Yes it would! Yes it would be very in appropriate! we were inappropriate! That was our thing! Pleas

spock: but admiral the whales

kirk: wales? whales? u have brain damage

massive fucking whale:

kirk: A

[doctorhoe]

there is just.. SO MUCH I love about 'the naked time'

the weird shots of people's hands

the acting?? idk the name of kevin riley's actor but whatever he was doing there he was REALLY doing it

when he is replaced by uhura at his post and is like "yes let the women work too" KEVIN SHE IS YOUR SUPERIOR

while being silly this episode does such a great job at characterising most of cast by stripping (lol) them of the appearances they try to hold up in public

sulu being an adhd icon and practicing his newest hyperfixation (fencing)

"I will protect you, fair maiden" – "sorry, neither" ICONIC

it also has that one shining moment where kirk snaps at uhura and she snaps back at him and then they both apologise and smile at each other. it does so much to characterize their relationship and I love it more than ANYTHING

LOVE MANKIND

i do feel sorry for chapel but I have to say... the face spock makes when she touches his hand and the outright panic in his eyes when she tells him that she's in love with him is so funny. he is SO uncomfortable

"I love you" - "I am sorry"

"I'm in control of my emotions" MY ASS

that shot of spock breaking down crying right as the door closes behind him

spock!! crying about how much he loves the people around him? how he is ashamed of his feelings for kirk?? regretting to never have told his mom that he loved her? when will your fave ever

how unfazed kirk is at spock's breakdown

spock being VIOLENTLY uncomfortable with chapel touching his hands, yet casually grabbing jim's hand. fellas,

kirk dramatically monologuing about his love for the enterprise and suddenly spock is there like 👁👄👁

SINNER REPENT

McCoy ripping kriks uniform

the scene at the very end where spock and kirk have their obligatory homoerotic moment and ask each other if everything's alright. there is so much softness in their faces it literally makes me want to commit All The Violence

[yogurtgeek]

Funny little thoughts while watching TOS "The Gamesters Of Triskelion"

Spock finally getting used to earth sayings like "mind the store"

*Taylor swift voice* and now they're lying on the cold hard ground

Scotty: They got onto the transporter platform and then they vanished! Spock, eyebrow raised sassily: I presume you mean they vanished in a manner not consistent with the usual workings of the transporter.

These dudes are literally approaching with knives and Jim's like "hmmmm..... my communicator....."

Everyone stopping mid fight to watch Jim have a classic "Captain Kirk fist fight"

This dude's head is dusted with flour

Chekov: No one is hurt..... yet

"I have been sent to welcome you" *cut to Kirk being chained to wall*

Bones being Bones

Bones: Hope? I always thought that was a human failing. Spock *slides on sass shades*: True Doctor, constant exposure does result in a certain degree of contamination *light hearted music plays*

That purple lighting tho

Bones: can people live that long as atoms in a transporter beam? Spock: it would be a fascinating project. Bones: fAsCinAtinG????!?!!!!

Kirk repeatedly yelling for Uhura

The show theme literally plays every time the Enterprise shows

Bones: you're just going to leave them and go on a wild goose chase???? Spock: I am chasing the Captain, Lt. Uhura, and Ensign Chekov, not some wild aquatic fowl.

Cotton-candy-hair lady: It is a nice name! Cheeeeekov! Chekov: heh heh....... "Chekov".

Cotton-candy-hair lady: we may even be selected for each other! Chekov: *has death in his eyes*

Kirk: *tries to explain what beautiful is* *holds up a lunch tray lid as a mirror*

When Captain Kirk is not on the Enterprise: Spock: *logical problem solving and sass* Bones: *angry Southern sarcasm and loud worrying* Scotty: *skeptical Scottish sounds*

Jim taking the death torture punishment in place of Uhura

Trumpets that play at every exciting moment

Classic "Captain Kirk Action Kick"

Classic "Captain Kirk Uses The Stars As An Analogy Moment"

So do the guys get the boring black combat harnesses and the girls get the fancy silver ones?

So the Providers wanted the Hunger Games but got a romance drama instead

Bones looks like a child but he's just sitting down

Spock: I must do the most logical thing. Also Spock: The Captain is in danger. I must go alone to save him.

Jello brains????? "Mentally superior" brains??? In a glass dome?????

The Providers every 5 seconds: "You humans are very challenging" "so challenging" "a challenging people"

In which Captain Krik survives being abducted and made to fight in an arena through love and gambling

Kirk: your terms are unfair! Providers: your alternative is to die. Kirk: ....... I accept your terms.

*clap clap clap* another amazing episode :)

[trek-tracks]

I love how we watched AOS Jim Kirk literally drive a car off a cliff, and yet somehow TOS Jim Kirk’s attempt to drive in A Piece of the Action was significantly scarier

[toticiklist]

21. dan, četrtek, 30. 7. 2020: Gijon-Ribadeo, 155 km.

Sedaj se že toliko poznam, da ko se zjutraj oz. dopoldan vsedem na kolo in naredim tistih prvih nekaj obratov, točno vem, ali bo dan dober, ali klavrn. In pri včerajšnjem izvajanju rituala prilagajanja riti in počasnemu segrevanju nog, sem začutil, da me nič ne bo moglo zaustaviti. Saj me tudi ni smelo, etapa je bila namreč dolga in zahtevna, za nameček pa so se vsi asturijski vremenarji prejšnjo noč očitno tako na��gali, da se jim je zasvetilo in so sklenili, da bi pa naj naslednje jutro vendarle posijalo sonce izza oblakov. Ko sem stal v dolini in gledal vršace z dolgo sivo brado, ki je prekrivala celo nebo, sem vedel, da bom lahko srečen, če bom na Covadongi videl vsaj kravji drek na cesti, čeprav sem nek žarek upanja še vedno imel v sebi, da se bodo oblaki na vrhu umaknili vsaj za par dobrih fotk, kot na prejšnjih vzponih.

Po uvodnem segrevanju na dokaj prometni glavni cesti, sva z zlatolasko kmalu zavila s poti, na ozko cesto, ki je vodila v srce džungle. Znašla sva se povsem sama, v tišini, ki sta jo prekinjala zgolj veter in bučanje potoka. Zdelo se mi je, kot da s čolničem počasi plujeva po reki skozi vlažni amazonski pragozd in čakava, kdaj bo priletela kakšna puščica iz zasede. Cesta se je nežno začela vzpenjati, megla se še ni spustila do nižin, zato so se kmalu začeli izrisovati okoliški hribi. Vladala je popolna spokojnost, nobenih duš naokoli, bilo je, kot da bi bogovi vrgli siv obroč okoli gore, da se ne bi širila in si človek sploh še ni drznil stopiti v to divjino. Bila sva popolnoma sama, noge so začele plesati, srce poskakovati in vzpenjala sva se s takšno lahkoto in mehkobo, kot slikar s čopičem potegne črto po platnu. Kot, da bi bil ta trenutek rojen za naju, bila sva sklenjena v objem, ki ga nobena sila ne more razdreti, kot Klimtova ljubimca, pod zlatim plaščem. Vse okrog naju - zeleno morje, brezmejno kot ocean, v daljavi žarek božanske svetlobe pade na goro, ki se zasveti kot svetilnik sredi meglene gladine. To so bili najbolj navdihujoči trenutki celotnega potovanja, vsak krik se tukaj zaduši v gostih krošnjah, noben človeški pogled te ne uzre, izgubiš se v bremejnosti vesolja in hkrati postaneš njegov nenadomestljiv člen. Ko čutiš moč v nogah, ki ti daje samozavest, ko ne čutiš bolečin ali lakote in imaš popoln nadzor nad kolesom in telesom, povrhu pa te okolica obdaruje s svojimi panoramami in mirom, postane kolesarstvo čaroben šport, ki mu ni enakega.

"Zlatka, si pripravljena? Do vrha se ne ustavljava...", ji naznanim pod vznožjem v Covadongi, ko začutim dinamit v nogah. In tako je tudi bilo. Kljub trumam turistov, ki so se odločili za lažjo pot, z avtobusi in taksiji po ozki cesti, dežju, ki je dodatno močil že tako popolnoma vlažen zrak, mrazu, ki se je krepil, ko je vsa voda stekla za hrbet in v kateri je rit plavala ves čas, odsekih, kjer se naklon po dva ali tri kilometre ni spustil pod 10%, gosti megli, v kateri je pogled segel do zgolj 20m in kravam ter kozam, ki so ležerno prečkale cesto, sem po dobri uri stal na vrhu in si v tej neskončni sivini predstavljal jezera in gorsko idilo, ki jih obdaja. Gledal sem vse te turiste in se načudil. Hodili so po poteh, fotografirali, se zbirali na panoramskih točkah in navdušeno opazovali to čudo narave. Ali vidijo nekaj, česar sam nisem sposoben? Ali se jim razodevajo vse te lepote, medtem, ko sam tavam v megli? Ni mi bilo jasno, notranji glas pa mi je pravil: "Zgini s te gore, čimprej." Zato sem hitro spil "un americano" in se podal v ... nič. Kmalu sem postal tako premražen in prezebel, da prstov, ki so stiskali bremze, nisem več čutil. Vsa voda, ki se je zbirala na moji koži, je zaledenela in me družno z vetrom tako mrazila, da sem se začel tresti. Predse nisem videl nič in zavedal sem se, da se ne smem obotavljati, sicer bo po meni. V dolini sem zavil v eno izmed gostiln, se skušal pogreti s piščančjo juho in vročo vodo, a ni šlo. S tresočo roko sem dvigoval žlico za žlico, pogled je bil okamenel, a vseeno dovolj priseben, da je iztisnil iz sebe tistih par španskih besed, ki so pričarale polno mizo. Potreboval sem kakšno uro, da sem vsaj malo prišel k sebi in čakalo me je še dobrih 80 kilometrov, še en enourni klanec, in, za sladico, ker si pač ne morem pomagati, ko načrtujem poti- dvokilometrski vzpon po ozki vinski cesti, z rampami čez 20%, in mokrim listjem po asfaltu, da se zadnje kolo zavrti v prazno, ter nikoli umirajoče upanje, da je soba v mestu še prazna. Ampak na dober dan, kot je bil včeraj, so to zgolj prdci, ki neslišno izginjajo v vetru.

Ko sem danes stopil na pedala, sem vedel, da je zajec pokuril baterije. Moje telo je ostalo prazno, nobene moči, nobene volje, počasno drgnjenje verige čez hribovito pokrajino, psihična tortura, pri kateri se ti sama cesta reži v nos, ko te pošilja gor in dol, znova in znova. 150 kilometrov sprintov. Čakam, da se prikaže kak norec, da me zbije z avtom, me s kolesom vred zabriše v skale in odbije v morje, da me odreši muk. "Buen camino" slišim vedno znova... ne da se mi več, ignoriram jih, delam se, kot da jih ne slišim, ostanem tiho. Razmišljam o nalepki s prekrižano školjko, ki bi si jo zalepil čez čelado, da bodo končno enkrat za vselej dojeli ... pizdim čez cesto, kolo, hribe, romarje, sebe ... Naj cela Asturija ve, kje je Balkan! Ustavim se na pečini. "Se sploh zavedaš, kje si? Si pogledal to obalo, te skale, te divje valove, to brezmejno obzorje? Čutiš in vidiš vse to, ali si prišel igrat mučenika, za bogvekoga?" Tišina, ki govori. Rezerviran hostel, do osmih se moram pojaviti tam. Gledam uro, kilometre... ni šans...vklopim rezerve, za katere še sam nisem vedel, da obstajajo, vozim kot obsedenec.... to je zgodba za kdaj drugič. Prispel sem. Ne, nočem štemplja! Morda kladivo, ali revolver. Topel tuš, sekret, večerja na mizi, ledena voda v grlu. Vse je na svojem mestu. Jutri bo krasen dan.

[ao3feed-spirk]

by Sun_Spark

During a triennial light spectacle on New Vulcan's surface, Jim Kirk overhears a conversation between his first officer, Spock, and some of the Vulcan councilmen and women concerning Spock's future. Unintentionally, Spock indicates he will place nothing higher than the needs of his people, and Kirk, used to being left behind, takes it the wrong way. In pain and misunderstanding, he flees and Spock is left to try and pick up the pieces.

Words: 8825, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Star Trek, Star Trek: Alternate Original Series (Movies)

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: James T. Kirk, Spock (Star Trek)

Relationships: James T. Kirk/Spock

Additional Tags: Established Relationship, Misunderstandings, Hurt/Comfort, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Fluff, spock's bad at emotions, krik is insecure, Vulcans, New Vulcan, Poets of the Fall Song, Sweet Escape: Poets of the Fall, Piano, T'hy'la, bondmates, Vulcan Mind Melds, Sharing Emotions, Idiots in Love, Starship Enterprise (Star Trek), Star Trek: AOS, idk how to tag, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, Like three words, Insecurity, Love, ashayam, Angst with a Happy Ending, Happy Ending, Inner Dialogue, Flashbacks, Mild Language

[thornfield13713]

For the latest meme: Krik/Spock?

General:

Rate the Ship -  Awful | Ew | No pics pls | I’m not comfortable | Alright | I like it! | Got Pics? | Let’s do it! | Why is this not getting more attention?! | The OTP to rule all other OTPs

How long will they last? - Long past the day Kirk dies. Spock spends the rest of a long, long life alone, because once the sun has set, no candle can replace it.

How quickly did/will they fall in love? - It took five years of exploratory mission, a long separation and Spock making a telepathic connection with the V’ger probe for them to admit it…but I think it was love within a year of them starting to work together.

How was their first kiss? - Desperate. Years of pining and pent-up feelings will do that to a person. Their first Vulcan-style kiss in sickbay was definitely borderline obscene in Vulcan terms, and the human-style one shortly thereafter no less so.

Wedding:

Who proposed? - For their first becoming bondmates, it was Spock. Their human-style wedding was decades later, and, once again, Spock proposed, on the grounds that it mattered to Kirk even if he said it didn’t.

Who is the best man/men? - Doctor McCoy, for Jim. It really couldn’t be anyone else.

Who is the bridesmaid? - Uhura accepted being Best Woman for Spock.

Who did the most planning? - Spock. Planning is what he’s good at, and working out how to combine Vulcan with two sets of human traditions, from his mother and from Jim’s family, was an interesting puzzle to work through.

Who stressed the most? - Jim, about becoming bondmates, since that was so soon after he and Spock reunited after Spock’s failure to complete Kolinahr. He didn’t worry nearly as much about the human-style ceremony, because that wasn’t nearly so big a deal.

How fancy was the ceremony? -  Back of a pickup truck | 2 | 3 | 4 | Normal Church Wedding | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | Kate and William wish they were this big.

Who was specifically not invited to the wedding? - Literally anyone from the Admiralty.

Sex:

Who is on top? - It depends on the situation and mood. They trade off, most of the time, but it’s never a one-to-one thing.

Who is the one to instigate things? - Usually Jim. Spock’s a bit buttoned-up at first, but relaxes and gets more willing to instigate as they go on. During Pon Farr, that just goes out of the window and Spock is just all over Jim like a rash, though.

How healthy is their sex life? - Barely touch themselves let alone each other | 2 | 3 | 4 | Once a couple weeks, nothing overboard | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | They are humping each other on the couch right now (during Pon Farr)

How kinky are they? -  Straight missionary with the lights off | 2 | 3 | 4 | Might try some butt stuff and toys | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | Don’t go into the sex dungeon without a horse’s head

How long do they normally last? - Outside Pon Farr, it’s generally not a drawn-out affair. During Pon-Farr, they can go for hours. And sometimes days.

Do they make sure each person gets an equal amount of orgasms? - Due to differing physiology, this really isn’t always an option. Managing this during Pon Farr, for instance, would be all but impossible.

How rough are they in bed? - Softer than a butterfly on the back of a bunny | 2 | 3 | 4 | The bed’s shaking and squeaking every time | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | Their dirty talk is so vulgar it’d make Dwayne Johnson blush. Also, the wall’s so weak it could collapse the next time they do it (again, Pon Farr).

How much cuddling/snuggling do they do? - No touching after sex | 2 | 3 | 4 | A little spooning at night, or on the couch, but not in public | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | They snuggle and kiss more often than a teen couple on their fifth date to a pillow factory (and, once again, Pon Farr - once you get past the first round of frothing at the mouth and killing jealousy, anyway).

Children:

How many children will they have naturally? - None, as the uterine replicator has not been invented in Trekverse.

How many children will they adopt? - None. I just don’t see these two as wanting children, I’m afraid, and they’re both a little older when they get together.

Who gets stuck with the most diapers? - In the event of their having children, probably Jim.

Who is the stricter parent? - Spock. Jim’s the laid-back one most of the time, though he gets very strict about safety regulations.

Who stops the kid(s) from doing dangerous stunts after school? - Spock. Jim shows them how to do the dangerous stunts better, and without getting themselves killed.

Who remembers to pack the lunch(es)? - Probably Jim. He’s got a Thing about his kids being properly fed.

Who is the more loved parent? - Again, kind of a toss-up. Spock is probably slightly harder to connect to for a human child, but a Vulcan one might find him reassuring and Jim’s more mercurial temperament a little worrying.

Who is more likely to attend the PTA meetings? - Both of them. They are terrors. The rest of the PTA lives in fear of their ever coming back.

Who cried the most at graduation? - Jim. Spock isn’t literally emotionless, but he’ll pretend he is in public until someone is literally dead on the ground. Or appears to be.

Who is more likely to bail the child(ren) out of trouble with the law? - Jim. Spock is slightly less inclined towards rule-bending of that kind…right up until they’re in very serious trouble, in which case he’ll do it too.

Cooking:

Who does the most cooking? - Jim. I don’t think Spock knows how to cook, for a lot of reasons mostly to do with the fact that the Vulcan class system is definitely still alive and kicking.

Who is the most picky in their food choice? - Each of them will tell you it’s the other. They’re both right, as they both have a laundry list of foods from the other’s world that they will not eat on pain of death.

Who does the grocery shopping? - Jim. He’s picky about his ingredients. Spock occasionally comes with him, if he’s craving something specific.

How often do they bake desserts? - Hardly ever. Jim’s a decent enough cook, in my head, but I don’t think he ever got into baking.

Are they more of a meat lover or a salad eater? - Spock’s a vegetarian, and Jim…strikes me as someone who probably likes both well enough, but slightly more of a carnivore. They try to compromise and don’t often do brilliantly.

Who is more likely to surprise the other(s) with an anniversary dinner? - Probably Jim, once again. Food has a lot of significance for Jim in a way it doesn’t for Spock, as a means of expressing affection.

Who is more likely to suggest going out? - Spock. Especially when Jim has attempted a Vulcan recipe. Jim’s plomeek soup was a particularly disastrous experiment.

Who is more likely to burn the house down accidentally while cooking? - Jim. He’s the better cook of the two, but also the more likely to get distracted bickering with Spock until whatever he’s making catches alight.

Chores:

Who cleans the room? - Spock. It is a logical division of labour, since Jim handles the cooking.

Who is really against chores? - Neither of them. They both have their own ones they particularly dislike - Jim, for instance, really hates dishwashing - and trade off on those.

Who cleans up after the pets? - Spock. It’s his sehlat, after all. (Yes, Kirk and Spock have a sehlat in retirement. I don’t make the rules.)

Who is more likely to sweep everything under the rug? - Jim. Spock’s the neat-freak, and tends to view this sort of thing as just illogical and inefficient and meaning they have to clean twice.

Who stresses the most when guests are coming over? - Jim. They don’t have guests, and it’s usually just their old friends from the Enterprise, or occasionally family, but Jim always reacts like it’s a ship inspection.

Who found a dollar between the couch cushions while cleaning? - Neither of them. The Federation doesn’t appear to do currency in any such tangible form.

Misc:

Who takes the longer showers/baths? - Jim. He likes the luxury of a water shower when he’s on shore. Spock has never quite liked water showers - he never feels quite clean after them.

Who takes the dog out for a walk? - Spock walks the sehlat and dares the neighbours to say anything about his giant fanged teddy-bear on a leash.

How often do they decorate the room/house for the holidays? - I don’t see either of them going that overboard, but they’ll probably give it a go for Hannukah.

What are their goals for the relationship? - To explore strange new worlds, to seek out new life and new civilizations, to boldly go where no man has gone before.

Who is most likely to sleep till noon? - Jim. Spock needs less sleep than he does, physiologically speaking.

Who plays the most pranks? - Jim does it more often, but Spock’s are generally better for being less expected.

[marythepoppins]

Can somebody just throw some McKirk promts at me please? I really need to write something...Literally ANYTHING PEOPLE