spock x christine

Shore Leave

Jim Kirk X female Reader

Summary: You go on shore leave with the crew of the U.S.S. Enterprise, and your best friend Nyota tries to convince you to ask your crush, Jim Kirk, on a date.

Word Count: 2,296

Characters: Reader, Jim Kirk, Nyota Uhura, Leonard McCoy, Hikaru Sulu, Spock (mentioned), Christine Chapel (mentioned)

Warnings: Kissing, slight flirting, the ocean, okay-ish writing

Author’s Note: I started this as a way to break writer’s block, but it turns out this is the longest fic I’ve written to date. I really hope you like it, I tried not to be too out of character, please tell me if you think I’ve failed at that. Sorry for any spelling or grammatical errors. I am not good at writing endings, so sorry ‘bout that. I used the prompt “Don’t get your hopes up” as a starting point on this.


Also, for some reason I see the song Cigarette Daydreams by Cage the Elephant fitting in here somewhere.

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“He’s staring at you again,” your best friend Nyota told you, gesturing behind you to the captain. You were eating lunch in the commissary when she spoke up.

“Are you serious? Ugh, Ny, what am I supposed to do,” you ask desperately.

“Ask him out? Come on, we both know you like him too.”

“Even if that were true, I can’t just ask Kirk on a date! He’s captain of the freaking ship, I’m just a lieutenant. And we’re only on year one of a five year mission. Things could go horribly!” you exasperate.

“(Y/N) calm down. It was just a suggestion,” Nyota says placatingly.

Wanting to change the subject, you asked a question. “What are you and Spock planning to do while on shore leave? I heard Risa is a very beautiful class M planet.”

“I read about a few interesting places. Luckily we’ll be there during the Luhlanat, or festival of moons, so I think Spock and I are going to that. What about you?” Uhura decides to go along with the shift in conversation.

“Probably just soaking up the sun on the beach. You have no idea how much I miss being able to feel the organic, solar heat. Which reminds me, I need to replicate a cute swimsuit.” You make a mental note to do that later.

“Is there anybody special that you need a cute swimsuit for?” your friend questions playfully. You scowl at her as way of reply and continue to eat your synthesized food.

A few moments later when you’re about to leave, a yellow shirt enters your field of sight. You sigh inwardly as you already know who it is. “Mind if I walk down to Med-bay with you? I’m on my way to see Bones.”

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A Night in Your Arms [Prologue]

Reader wants to learn how to dance. The bridge crew shows them some dances that they know. A group of drabbles with your favorite characters that is very sweet and fluffy and all the right kinds of intimate. 

Rating: Teen

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Chekov is great at impressions

I don’t know why i keep doing this things.

Chekov is great at impressions. He can imitate anyone of the bridge crew, as well as Mr. Scott and Doctor McCoy. His thick accent just vanishes and his expressions shift so abruptly that you can actually imagine the person that is being impersonated in details.

The captain gets particularly amused when Pavel imitates Mr. Spock, the boy puts his curly hair all up front and brushes his eyebrows up, then clench his fists behind his back and raise only one eyebrow that almost touch his hairline. Just that is enough to make Kirk laugh his ass off, but the boy isn’t done.

“Captain, the chances of an unpleasant outcome to this mission are 281726 to 1. In resume, we are screwed.” Says Chekov, with zero expression and a serious voice while the crew arch and laugh so hard that their stomachs hurt.

When Kirk is not looking, however, Pavel also makes a great impression of him, with his eyes semi-closed and a malicious smile the boy pretend-flirts with everyone and everything, in fact, Uhura couldn’t look at the captain for days after Chekov simulated seducing one of Sulu’s plants, “a very sexy shade of green” one.

In Gama shift where everything is more quiet and there is fewer people on the bridge, Chekov goes to the empty com station, grabs one of the headphones, adjust himself on the tip of the chair and proceeds, in a soft voice, with his impersonation of Uhura. “Captain” he stares at nothing as she often does, “we have an incoming communication of the surface of the planet, they say you are an idiot, and I don’t even speak this language”, he winks at Spock that adverts the young ensign that that sentence could be perceived as insubordination, although Chekov knows he’s highly amused and the captain don’t mind.

When he goes to engineering to chat with Scotty about one of their “side projects” he often catches Keenser hanging of some tube like the little alien likes doing, and proceeds to scold on him. “Get down you wee bastard!” his red face and perfectly Scottish accent always makes Keenser do a noise that Pavel only can assume is of amusement.

Chapel likes very much sitting next to Chekov at lunch since one time that Christine accidentally spilled her drink in the boy’s lap he looked her dead in the eye and, brows furrowed and all, in his best southern accent dropped an  “dammit, Christine!”. After a moment of shock the nurse was brought back to reality and asked the kid to do it again, this time he sipped at his drink and replied “I’m a doctor not a comedian, darling”.

But his most impressive impersonation he kept in secret, only showing to the source of inspiration. With an imaginary sword Chekov fences an equally imaginary opponent with grace and skill, no one would imagine he actually never fenced in his life. Sulu watches his boyfriend mocks him for a while before grabbing him by the waist and kissing him. They both stumble across the room and fall in the bed. “Oh my!” says Pavel, and kiss Hikaru again.

Star Trek: The Original Series

Prime Christine Chapel: At least I can be happy that, when it came to whom Spock’s in love with, I lost out to the Captain and not another woman, and that it will always be like that. *smiles brightly*

Prime Leonard McCoy: *looking at Alternate Spock* Yeah, about that…