star trek into derpness


Inspired by my dorky brother and his wife.  

I guess this idea came to me super late one night because I discovered it on my computer one morning with no memory of having drawn it?  My reaction was a spirited mix of  “ohmygod what have I wrought” and “how quickly can I colour this and put it on my blog?”

so startrek

I don’t watch it, but sometimes I feel like I should watch startrek because of how much gay startrek slash there is on my dash because of who I follow

But then I remember that I have too much homework and I have to use all my spare time writing about youtubers, which, honestly, I’m dead inside

anonymous asked:

Spock and Leonard getting really jealous by how much time Nyota and Jim are spending together so they team up to find out why they're suddenly so buddy-buddy. It turns out that Nyota was teaching Jim how to dance. Jim leads him in a waltz during the next crew party and all eyes are on him when he gets down on one knee and asks Leo to marry him. Leo let's Jim sweat it out for a minute in payback, but he says yes.

“Jim, where are you goin’?”

“Sorry Bones, got a meeting with Uhura!”


“I’ll catch you later!”

It was the sixth time that month he’d blown off dinner on a meeting with Uhura. It had to be some strange, secretive project they were working on for the ship. Leonard sighed heavily as he picked up his fork to start eating. He’d felt a little weird about it before, but now he was getting downright uncomfortable. But Spock didn’t seem disturbed in the slightest, so he forced his unpleasant feelings away.

“Doctor? Might I make a personal query?”

“Yeah, Spock, what is it?”

“It has come to my attention that Nyota has been spending much of her time with the captain as of late.”

“So I noticed.”

“Did either of them tell you the reason as to why?”

“Nope. Did they tell you?”

“No, they did not. As far as I know, they are not discussing ship’s business. I am becoming increasingly uncomfortable with the amount of time they have been spending together, but I am uncertain as to how I should express my discomfort to Nyota.”

A strange feeling settled in Leonard’s belly. Jim having meetings with his head of communications was one thing; it was another matter entirely if they were meeting for personal reasons.

“Well, I don’t know what to tell you Spock. Can’t say I’m comfortable with it either. I guess we’ll just have to confront them at some point.”

“Agreed. I propose we do it after tomorrow night’s affair.”

“Jesus Spock, do you have to call it that right now?”


“Come on Bones, we’re gonna be late!”

“Hold your horses captain, what are you so eager for anyway?” 

"I’m just saying, that’s all! Come, let’s go!”

Leonard grumbled the whole way to the rec room. Jim was practically leaping to get there, and he couldn’t understand why; he’d never been this way before. In fact, Jim was pretty on edge. Leonard looked at him suspiciously as they walked through the doors, but didn’t say anything.

He turned away with a sour expression when Jim pulled him over to talk to Uhura. The two were exchanging very cryptic, knowing looks. Leonard looked for Spock, but the half-Vulcan wasn’t anywhere nearby.

“Jim, can I just go to the bar now?”

“Nope. You have to stay right here.”

Leonard spluttered as Jim and Uhura went off together. What was going on?

It wasn’t until a full minute later that Jim re-appeared, beaming. Leonard scowled in return.

“What in the blazes is going on, Jim?”

“Come on Bones-y, let’s dance.”

Suddenly, Leonard was pulled into Jim’s arms as the strains of Spock’s harp and Uhura’s sweet voice singing, “It had to be you, it had to be you, I wandered around and finally found the somebody who…” He could feel his face turning red, as he sputtered and misstepped his way through the dance.

“Jim, what-?”

“Come on Bones. You were a socialite, you told me, it’s a foxtrot,” Jim says in his ear. “Slow-slow-quick-quick, Slow-slow-quick-quick.”

Leonard does know the steps, so he steels himself and just does it. Jim’s already leading, and doing it really well. He’s surprisingly easy to follow.

“Where’d you learn to dance like this?”

“Oh well…you know those meetings I had with Uhura?”

“You were learning to dance? Why didn’t you just say something? Spock and I…well, whatever.”

“Well…yeah. Sorry I didn’t tell you, I had to keep it a secret.”

“Oh? Why’s that?”

Jim just smiles at him, mischief sparkling in his eyes. Leonard’s mouth, which has been twisted into something halfway between a grimace and a scowl, softens at the sight.

Some others I’ve seen might never be mean
Might never be cross or try to be boss,
But they wouldn’t do.

Jim twirls him once, drawing whistles from the crowd. A dip actually draws a nice long ‘awwww’ from the females, much to Leonard’s embarrassment.

For nobody else gave me a thrill.
With all your faults, I love you still.

The song draws to a close, and to Leonard’s relief, Jim slows them down. He makes to pull away and off the dance floor when Jim pulls at his wrist.


“What is it?”

To Leonard’s surprise, Jim gets down on one knee and sings, “It had to be you, wonderful you. It had to be you.” There’s a tiny box in his hand that can only be one thing.

Leonard’s world narrows down to the figure kneeling in front of him, despite the roaring background noise of the crew’s cheers. Jim’s eyes are shining excitedly, and Leonard’s heart melts a little. 


Leonard smiles down at him, but doesn’t say anything. He loves the man, but the devious part of him wants to make Jim feel that weird discomfort that he’s been feeling the past couple days.

After a minute, a nervous, sweating Jim finally says, “Bones, come on, I can’t wait down here forever.”

“It just had to be you, didn’t it? You idiot.”

Leonard grabs his hand, yanks him up and kisses the living daylights out of him to the sound of the crew cheering their hearts out.

YAY CORGI JIM! Tbh this was originally for the prompt that i have with a group of friends that we draw something based on a prompt every week and we’re reviving it. So the week we just had “Fuck it all” so I interpret that as a puppy/dog giving no fucks and tearing up papers (we know dogs can do that…). So of course with my mind foreber stuck in star trek mode, I made him into Corgi Jim. And then I imagine Bones coming back to see his office in a mess…cause he still likes to keep stuff on papers because sometimes on padds they could be deleted etc….AND THEN “DAMN IT JIM!!”…..I think i want to draw bones dragging corgi jim away..or cuddling…idk…derp