#sfyrist

[sfyristwrites]

Chapters: 3/12 Fandom: Original Work Rating: Not Rated Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Edwin/Maris, Edwin/Maris/Aldren Additional Tags: Sneezing, Early Work, Really early work, sneezefic, sneeze kink, fluff and compulsion, then fluff and bondage, I was 19 okay?, Fluff and Smut Summary:

Two young human lovers in a desert land go adventuring up into the mountains. They find an ancient, abandoned city, but don't realize there's a young (for his kind) elf watching over the place.

And then they fetishily meet, and continue on in a fluffily smutty kinky way about creating a polyamorous relationship.

And live happily, sneezily, smuttily, fluffily ever after.

[greenroseunderglass]

Chapters: 4/4 Fandom: Star Trek: The Original Series Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Janice Rand & Nyota Uhura Characters: Janice Rand, Nyota Uhura, James T. Kirk, Spock (Star Trek), Giotto (Star Trek) Additional Tags: Mission Fic Summary:

Yeoman Rand has decided she wants to be an officer.

@startrekwintergiftexchange @tigerexe

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Never Alone II

read it on AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/50109487 by greenroseunderglass (Sfyrist) Capt. James Kirk had a hard time during his mission on Augreth -- imprisoned, tortured, left behind, hunted -- and came home sick and hurt. He finds his feet running the Enterprise , of course, but even if there are setbacks he knows who can help him through them. Words: 4129, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Series: Part 2 of Never Alone Fandoms: Star Trek: The Original Series, Star Trek Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: Gen, M/M Relationships: James T. Kirk/Spock, James T. Kirk & Leonard "Bones" McCoy & Spock read it on AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/50109487

[greenroseunderglasswrites]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Star Trek: The Original Series Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: James T. Kirk & Spock Summary:

A first meeting that isn't really a first meeting, and a connection that leads to a legend.

[sfyristwrites]

I have enough nerves posting things the first time. I'm not sure I could handle reblogging my own stuff.

We need to remember to reblog each other!

I love snzblr but wow I wish creators would reblog their work more often, or even once in a while. I miss so much myself and I also see works BEING missed and I get why it might feel weird BUT it’s so easy to miss stuff and this world is so round and differently timed and please, you amazing makers, your work deserves it!

[sfyristwrites]

So, I wrote the beginning of the naughty take off. It is eating my brain!

I love opinions, so don't be shy! Let me know what you think.

Under the cut. Star Trek TOS Kirk/Spock story that takes a rapid turn for the fetishy goodness.

Watching him hang from his chains, the only thing Kirk could think was, I told him to stay on the damn ship! It ran through his mind over and over again, in place of several other thoughts that were equally pointless and a lot harder to deal with.

At least the the blow to the head didn't seem to be anything to worry about. It had barely bled, and Spock was already starting to wake up.

He was sitting with his arms pulled out to either side, chained to the wall. He was currently slumped forward into the slack.

Kirk had been here for about ten hours already. They'd kept him fed and watered, and hadn't offered any additional violence once they got him in chains. The chamber was set into the rock at the top of a cliff face far above an alien sea, and to him it was neither damp nor cold, except for the drafts the sea breeze pushed through the light slits.

Normally he wouldn't worry about Spock, either. This was nothing he couldn't take in stride. The half-Vulcan looked very... compromised... to Kirk's knowing eye at the moment, though.

Which is why I told him to stay on the damn ship!

Spock was paler than normal, and the high color in his cheeks spoke of his returned fever. The tip of his nose was green, too, as flushed as though he'd been doing a lot of sneezing.

The thought brought such a powerful lurch of conflicting feelings in Kirk he drew his knees to his chest and groaned. Spock in this state made him want to wrap him up and take him to their bed and protect him from anything that could harm the achy body or the fever-fragile emotions. The problem was that would not be all they would do if Kirk took Spock to bed when he was like this.

Spock had always been most... indulgent... with him about this. He had his own quirk about sneezing -- full Vulcans didn't do it involuntarily, and Spock had feelings all wrapped up in sneezing where he could be seen or where he couldn't muffle them. Feelings that dovetailed nicely with Kirk's own preferences.

Spock made a quiet groan, shifting his head back and forth, then took a deep sniffle and looked up. He blinked several times, then spoke as if they'd met on a dock somewhere.

"It is good to see you, Captain. We were concerned as to your saf- safety..." The last word went soft and breathy, and Spock turned his head again, back and forth as if in denial, then drew in on himself with a powerful, "Aughtchau!!"

He found, as Kirk had, that he couldn't quite reach his face with his chained hands, but he tried as he sneezed twice again, hard, then raised his head with a look of helpless, shivering need, before a third one finally gave him relief.

Kirk shuddered, and tightened his legs to his chest, and told himself this was not the time.

Spock was flushed darker, embarrassment, probably, which Kirk couldn't let go.

"That's the best thing that's happened since I got stuck in here."

"Jim," Spock said, a mild reproof, but a little grateful, too, as he tried to rub his nose gently on his shoulder. "I am afraid you are due to be m- most frustrated during our st-stay here. Snfl! That drahaaft..." This time he did his best to squelch it, but the sneeze was still audible and it still made Kirk's blood heat.

Before more could be said, or Kirk's native trousers could become terribly uncomfortable, there was a noise outside the barred cell entrance.

The room was a semicircle, with the entrance in the flat wall, so visibility was instant. It was their liaison, not the priest/monk who had locked them up.

The pitiful creature was nearly mad with the situation, but he had gotten permission to free Kirk from his chains if not his cell.

"Not Commander Spock as well?"

A wild-eyed negation. "No. Vulcan strong. Stay chained. Everyone safe. "

And it didn't stay to argue or answer anything else.

At least the moment the entrance was barred and the sounds retreated, Kirk was able to get to his feet and approach his wayward science officer.

They met each others' eyes for a moment, then Kirk dropped to his knees, one either side of Spock's outstretched legs, and folded the half-Vulcan's body into his caped arms.

Spock almost gasped as the heat of human-warm skin was brought to him with the soft, covering clothing. Jim simply sat on his thighs, their faces close, and rubbed slow strokes along his back where the wall still chilled it. When Spock finally had to turn his head to sniffle, Jim smiled gently at him.

"Of all times, now is not the one to feel ashamed for this particular reflex," he said. "There couldn't be more provocation. Forget the draft. These Jirka leave so much down - and the occasional feather -- around, I've been sneezing enough myself since I got here that--"

"J-Jim-" Spock admonished, turning his head aside and crinkling his nose. "You know I do. I do not wish t-to-"

Jim kissed him.

It was the barest brush of lips to his cheek, but it broke his concentration and he sneezed, instantly, twice.

"Auhtchuu!!tchuu!!"

"Come here," Jim murmured, pulling his shoulders in, nuzzling his cheek, indicating one thing.

Spock resisted another moment, but he didn't want to resist. Chained as he was, what other real relief could he seek? "Uh..uhah-aughtshau!! Auhtshuu!! AUtchuu!!"

"Oh god," Jim moaned, kissing him, kissing him, where he had buried his face in the crook of Jim's neck. Spock pulled back just enough to rub his nose lightly along the tendon there, and Jim made a small strangled noise.

"Oh." In the tone of a revelation, Spock said, "I may have to sn-snee-sneeze ag-again. Hauhtschau!! Hahtshuu!! Hahuh... hahuh... oh... hahuh..."

"Spock..." Jim groaned, hand on the back of his head, buried in the shining black hair, holding him in close even as Spock's head turned as if seeking an escape from the sensations inside it.

"HAHTSHUU!!" Loud but light, then Spock bowed his head again sniffled hard, and, as Jim held their bodies together, Spock put three perfect sneezes into the curve of his shoulder, his neck, that most sensitive of spots.

"Auhtchau!!tchuu!!atchauu!!"

Jim couldn't help it, didn't want to help it. He spread his knees further to ease the pressure on his swelling groin, rocking forward slightly to see how interested Spock was in the idea.

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Uhm, there's a part 2 now.

[sfyristwrites]

Star Trek TOS

naughty divergence part 2

Picking up where we left off here...

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Jim couldn't help it, didn't want to help it.

He spread his knees further to ease the pressure on his swelling groin, pulling Spock's entire shuddering body closer as he rocked forward slightly to see how interested Spock was in the idea of taking this beyond a little play.

The hot bulge he encountered made him give a bit of a shudder, as always, any time he found the evidence of Spock hard and wanting him. Kirk spread his legs further and eased Spock a bit off the wall with the arm he had wrapped around Spock's back, careful not to pull on the chained arms.

Spock was just sniffling and breathing, now, apparently granted a respite in the warmth of Kirk's body and garments and touch. His head still rested on Kirk's shoulder, though, and hot breath bathed his neck with every heavy exhale. Before they went any further...

Looking around the cell, Kirk saw some towels folded on a table by the door, by the sink he'd been allowed supervised use of, and reluctantly rose to retrieve the thinnest and softest of them.

Spock watched him as though he were concocting explosives as Kirk carefully folded the cloth and raised it toward his face in offering.

Spock sniffled hard and coughed. "Jim, that would be unsanitary as well as--"

"Spock." Jim gave him a small grin. "I'm not McCoy. I'm not going to quibble with you about it. Just wait for you to bow to the logic of the situation."

That got him a narrow side-eye as Spock sniffled and coughed again. Another draft rippled through the room from the slits the waning light was coming through, and Spock, in only his uniform, shivered.

Kirk immediately moved to resume his position, if not quite so close, and finally the tremble made it's way to Spock's voice as he said congestedly, "Fine. But y-you need b-be prompt--ehyah--"

Kirk kept his touch gentle, and gave room for Spock's head to come down in his usual two, vicious first sneezes, unable to prevent his other hand from wrapping his cape back over the straining shoulders.

Spock tried to blow his nose, but a sneeze startled him in the middle of it, then another, and he started agitatedly turning his head, almost frantic, although what he was trying to get away from Kirk couldn't guess.

Kirk just followed the movement and wiped his face and traded towels. Now Spock's nose really was flushed, definitely green and damp and moving in agitated twitches as Spock's eyes fought to stay open.

"J-Jim. P-Please. You know I don't. Don't want to--"

"I know," Kirk reassured, and moved just in time to let Spock muffle the full power of a a harsh, "auhtchau!!" into his handful of cloth.

They stayed still for a moment after that. Then Spock properly blew his nose and Kirk disposed of the towels and washed his hands so Spock wouldn't fuss, and returned to his post as hot water bottle.

He'd expected Spock to've cooled off in more ways than one through all that, but as he nestled their bodies together again he felt the clear evidence that something in this was reaching Spock, even more than his usual intense satisfaction at muffling his sneezes. That had only developed a sexual element after twining with Jim's own desires.

Spock was still hard, though, about to emerge from his pouch. Rising in gentle rocking motions, Jim reached between them to undo the uniform fastenings and the closure of his own native trousers. One rock, and it was cloth covered heat. Then another, and Kirk's cock was in the air and beginning to thicken against that heat.

Then another and the head of Spock's cock was already protruding, from his pouch and his pants, and the contact between their most sensitive flesh as they rocked and then pressed together was enough to drag a gasp from Jim's lungs. Spock made a noise low in his throat and kissed Jim's neck, hard, then under his jaw, more gently, as Jim shimmied and settled them down.

Jim knew Spock's hands and arms must ache by now, after being chained for so long, but the hungry noises his friend was making made it clear that was not his current greatest concern. His hips jerked and he gave a little gasp, and Jim felt more of his penis emerge from the pouch, as Jim stroked careful hands over his shoulders and the tensing muscles in his upper arms.

"That is... very pleasant," Spock breathed. He rested his head on Jim's shoulder again, but there was a liquid awareness in him that didn't speak of relaxation. With no warning but the rock of the head he breathed deeply and, "ahahhtschuu!! auhtchauu!!" muffled two sneezes against the skin just inside Jim's collar.

They weren't so hard when he wasn't fighting them to the last, and Spock made a low hum of satisfaction even as a quick shiver startled the always-lurking third sneeze from hiding, misting lightly against his skin. Kirk was just trying to keep his mind turned on after that. Anything turned on, except his libido.

Tbc

This bit wasn't as intense but the next bit is again.

[sfyristwrites]

Hey, if you've followed me recently and I haven't followed you back -- I still follow almost everybody that states they're an actual adult. I love the community here!

But the bots have defeated me for now. So if I haven't followed you back and/or accidentally block you, I am not randomly being a jerk, I just have lost the will to comb through the avalanche of bot followers for now.

But especially my older crowd and especially my fellow writers -- please don't give up on me! I really am trying to get back in touch!

[sfyristwrites]

@greenroseunderglass is my sfw tumblr, btw, I realized I didn't say in the earlier post.

The fic that's pinned to the top is the one that's spurring my naughty ideas on. Up to now, it's only got a little bit of sneezing and feverishness in it. But oh the next chapter begs for that to change.

Command Weight/Making Trouble is a mission fic with bonus sickfic/sneeziness, or it's supposed to be, so if anyone wants to read my regular writing, there's some.

But I am honestly struggling to write the next chapter of mission fic because the ideas for naughty fic are KILLING ME.

My sickie (Spock) is chained to a wall without medication in a chilly, drafty cell, held captive by a race that descended from avian stock...

AAARGH!!!

I am never getting this chapter written.

[sfyristwrites]

Hey, I just posted a little something over on my sfw blog, got it started again, really. It's kind of a mission fic with sickfic! sneezefic! on the side, old school Star Trek TOS. If anyone would like to give it some love, that would be cool.

Mostly, I've been wondering about doing a VERY not-sfw scene in that fic and posting it over here rather than over there. If there's any interest. I have their kinks and sneezing so clear in my head, and it's like every scene could either be a decent story scene or a self-indulgent sneeze-scene.

Wait a minute. Why couldn't I write a sort of parallel scene with the nsfw elements and just go with it?

Hmm. I think I just talked myself around. I may have very passionate sneeziness for you soon...

[greenroseunderglass]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Star Trek, Star Trek: The Original Series Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: James T. Kirk & Spock, James T. Kirk & Leonard "Bones" McCoy Additional Tags: sicktember 2023, Prompt #6 "Sick and Injured", action fic, until the end, Hurt/Comfort Summary:

The captain gets left behind during a rescue on a developing world, and finds himself running for his life. Sick and injured, he knows he just has to stay alive long enough for his people to bring him home.

[greenroseunderglass]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Star Trek, Star Trek: The Original Series Rating: General Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: James T. Kirk & Spock Characters: James T. Kirk, Spock (Star Trek), Leonard "Bones" McCoy Additional Tags: Tumblr Prompt, Sickfic, Fluff and Hurt/Comfort Summary:

The famous friendship had to start somewhere, not just in desperate battles but in quiet nights as well. Sometimes letting someone see you be weak matters more than you think it should.

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Old Traditions Anew

read it on AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/50163079 by greenroseunderglass (Sfyrist) A small landing party gets hijacked unprepared onto a Bridal Party that covers a world. Communications are not allowed, celebrations are constant, and participation is required! Words: 4856, Chapters: 2/2, Language: English Fandoms: Star Trek: The Original Series, Star Trek Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: Gen, M/M Relationships: James T. Kirk & Spock, James T. Kirk/Spock, James T. Kirk & Leonard "Bones" McCoy & Spock Additional Tags: Sickfic, eventually, Prompt 15, Sick in an inconvenient place, Common Cold, greenrosewrites, sicktember2023, See Chapter 2 for Prompt Fill read it on AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/50163079

[greenroseunderglass]

Chapters: 2/2 Fandom: Star Trek: The Original Series, Star Trek Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: James T. Kirk & Spock, James T. Kirk/Spock, James T. Kirk & Leonard "Bones" McCoy & Spock Additional Tags: Sickfic, eventually, Prompt 15, Sick in an inconvenient place, Common Cold, greenrosewrites, sicktember2023, See Chapter 2 for Prompt Fill Summary:

A small landing party gets hijacked unprepared onto a Bridal Party that covers a world. Communications are not allowed, celebrations are constant, and participation is required!

[greenroseunderglass]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Star Trek: The Original Series, Star Trek Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: James T. Kirk/Spock, James T. Kirk & Leonard "Bones" McCoy & Spock Series: Part 2 of Never Alone Summary:

Capt. James Kirk had a hard time during his mission on Augreth -- imprisoned, tortured, left behind, hunted -- and came home sick and hurt. He finds his feet running the Enterprise again, and even if there are some setbacks, he knows who can help him through them.

[greenroseunderglass]

Chapters: 4/? Fandom: Star Trek, Star Trek: The Original Series Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: James T. Kirk/Spock, James T. Kirk & Leonard "Bones" McCoy & Spock Additional Tags: First Contact, Fevers, different kinds of love, Sneezing, Stress, Trust, Colds Summary:

During a well-choreographed first-contact situation, Spock is given a brief side mission to speak to the rural population. The unexpected fall-out from and repercussions of what had been thought an unimportant, and bungled, day's expedition change everything on a much larger scale.

A bungled expedition. Led by Spock. He'd accepted it in the certainty that, despite a minor ailment, he could perform adequately, and he'd been wrong. Now he has to get the Captain to trust his judgement again and let him carry part of the weight of the first-contact, before it all drags the captain down, too.