this is why i love star trek

Loot - Part 5 - Jim Kirk

Part one / Part two / Part three / Part four

Word count: 2,519
Warnings: language, description of burn injuries

A/N: a long, but good chapter in my opinion. it’s my favorite part of this story so far. i knocked it out last night because i got so into it. this part’s a nice combination of reader’s past, reader x jim, and reader x issues. i think that’s why i love it. i originally wanted more to happen but it was getting too long so i chopped off the end and figured i’d save that for part 6. anyways tell me if you want to be tagged! ENJOY IT AND TELL ME WHAT YOU THINK

The walk from Jim’s quarters to yours normally took some time, more time than you had. The addition of the time it would take to dig the artifact from under a pile of your Starfleet-issued trousers and shirts, stuff the mysterious circular metal into your pocket, and leave the room pushed you well beyond the limit you had. Furthermore, you weren’t even dressed— it would take a collection of minutes to find your clothes, pull them on, and fashion your hair into something that looked less like a I-was-on-the-bottom-last-night-while-the-captain-fucked-me hairdo and more like a I-slept-like-a-flowery-celibate-angel hairdo so as to prevent more stares in the corridors than necessary.

You continued to lay in the bed helplessly, your arms at your sides and your eyes on the ceiling. You could hear Jim’s even breathing and felt his comfortable body heat as he lied on his side facing you. You traced the edges of the deck plating and tried to count the bolts holding the plates in place.

It was troublesome that you were so concerned of how Jim would feel had he awoken to an empty bed. You knew you should have been more concerned with Scotty roaming the halls with his right-hand short man, Keenser.

He’d been conducting his “investigations” during his days off for the last two weeks— he started with the bridge, the medbay, the commissary, and was slowly making his way through the many residential decks.

The effects of the nebula hadn’t worn off the ship— or, more honestly, the artifact’s effects. The artifact was, if anything, getting more volatile. Temperatures would increase twice a day— it would be sweltering in your room, yes, but the rest of the ship also experienced, what were called, thermostat malfunctions. In addition, you found areas of partially melted plates in the flooring and the red glow the artifact emitted was almost blinding— as Scotty hadn’t ventured down to the low deck of Excited Ensign Village quite yet, he was unaware of these two issues.

Last you checked, though, he was just on the cusp of approaching EEV and could end up there at any minute.

You could just imagine the whirring of his scanner as he roamed the halls with his concentration face— a frown, eyebrows together, forehead wrinkled up to the border of his hairline. You could also imagine the look on his face when he discovered the electromagnetic levels in your room. Your stomach flipped at the thought.

You heard Jim shift a bit and shut your eyes. You regulated your breathing so each breath was long and slow.

“I know you’re awake.”

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This has probably been mentioned already, but I have to get this off my chest

So Star Trek:Into Darkness was a great film - in fact, I loved all three movies. But one little thing that always bugged me was how much Bones was downplayed. I particularly have a lot of feelings for this scene:

Now, there is truth to that - Spock did capture Khan, whose blood was used to generate the life-saving serum. Spock risked his own life to capture a dangerous, near-invincible psychopath for Kirk (even though his initial intention was to kill Khan out of revenge and had to be begged by Uhura to spare his life). So I’m not going to deny the importance of Spock’s role in Jim’s revival (I love Spock, love his friendship with Kirk, not knocking that one bit). But tell me, was it Spock who:

- injected some of Khan’s blood into a dead tribble out of scientific curiosity, to study its incredible regenerative powers?

- discovered that the Tribble had been brought back to life, thus realising that Khan’s blood could be used to bring back Kirk?

- had the quick thinking to cryogenically freeze Kirk’s body in order to prevent his organs decomposing to a point that would be beyond saving?

- took Khan’s blood - breaking countless ethical guidelines in the process - and dedicated his time to generating a serum (surely that must have taken days, if not weeks, to generate a successful serum that could be safely used to medicate a human)?

- carefully nursed Kirk back to health?

Nope, all Bones. Now, I don’t have proof as to what happened during the two weeks Kirk was in a coma, but do you honestly think that this man:

… just carried on as normal? Or do you think he never left Jim’s bedside unless he was physically dragged away by other crew members so that he could eat/sleep before collapsing? Of course, Bones being Bones, he’s very flippant when his part in rescuing Jim is ignored:

… even mentioning Uhura’s part in it, because he won’t take all the credit, he acknowledges all who helped. Because he doesn’t care about recognition or thanks when it comes to Jim - he just wants to keep his best friend ALIVE. But why oh why couldn’t we just get a little acknowledgement from someone else about how Doctor Leonard Horatio “Badass” McCoy literally CHEATED DEATH and brought a dead man back to life as though it was just a normal part of a medic’s life?! The fact that he broke several medical ethics laws, thus risking his whole career, just to give the ship her captain back? WHY DOES NO ONE SEEM TO ACKNOWLEDGE THIS?! And don’t get me started on the fact that he didn’t even get to say goodbye and the first time he sees Jim after the warp core incident is when he is lying in a freaking body bag on one of the biobeds.

Why do I love Star Trek so much?

Because Kirk once said ‘where I come from, size, shape or color makes no difference.’

Because of the Vulcan concept of IDIC, Infinite Diversity in Infinite Combinations, a celebration of differences. Because Star Trek showed me a world where we don’t just tolerate or accept diversity, we celebrate it.

Because Star Trek showed me a future where there was peace, a united earth.

Because Star Trek showed me a future where race, nationality, religion, gender, and sexuality did not determine the value of a person.

Because Star Trek showed me a world where we respect ourselves, respect the environment, respect other cultures, and respect people.

I love Star Trek because it gives me hope that humanity can do better and be better. We can still do better.

TBH? the events of the TOS movies are 1000x better when you remember that Kirk dragged Bones’ ass out of retirement. I feel like 85% of the time his inner monologue is “you know what i dont even give a fuck any more”
star trek IV: we’re gonna go back in time to pick up some fucking whales? why the fuck not. while we’re at it lemme potentially change the timeline of all recorded history by helping a lady. i’m here on borrowed time.
star trek VI: instead of worrying when jim is getting his ass kicked on rura penthe i’m just gonna cheer him on. this is all great, just how I wanted to spend my golden years. boy do i love me some assassination attempts. having a good time. what the fuc

At first I just wanted to draw Spock with his lyre, but then Kirk wanted to join the picture, and then I’ve accidentally wrote a “plot”

A mission where the crew is taken hostage and the only way to save them is to win a competition by writing/performing an emotional love song. Aliens choose Spock as a participant. “We’re doomed,” the crew thinks. Then Kirk is chosen as his partner. “We’re double doomed,” the crew thinks, “how are they gonna mash their oh so different personalities and styles in a synced song???”

What happens next will shock you

At least the aliens were nice enough to give them special stage outfits

Anyway here is an itemised list of the reasons why I’m loving Miss Fisher’s Murder Mysteries so much:

  1. Miss Fisher is obviously a badass but also she’s not young! She’s Of A Certain Age and she still lands the absolute hottest dudes. The hottest dudes. The hottest dudes
  2. It’s the Carousing Good Guy trope but a lady!
  3. Her lady-loving doctor friend Mac wears the most wonderful suits and she is amazing and I want to kiss her
  4. What kind of a name is Phrynie. It’s absurd
  5. Super old-school anti-procedural. Like Jonathan Creek but without all the British cringiness. Like Star Trek but instead of space stuff it’s murders and instead of space it’s set in Australia.
  6. I didn’t even know Australia had a ‘20s until I watched this show. Upon closer study, it seems plausible
  7. Miss Fisher is absolutely ruthless, clever, dangerous, insightful, and willing to go to any length to solve her case - including playing any number of fanciful parts, scaling large buildings, getting herself nearly poisoned to death, and otherwise putting herself in physical and emotional danger - and she does all this without having to sacrifice her love of pretty things. She scales those buildings in beautiful hand-tooled Italian heels. She is always impeccably, gorgeously dressed, and doesn’t ever change that about herself, even when she starts being taken more seriously by the police force or when she is doing serious detective work like interviewing wicked murderers or hunting for the man who killed her sister. Miss Fisher is only ever entirely herself.
  8. She adopts strays like no one’s business.
  9. There’s something very appealing about the story of a woman who has seen terrible, gruesome things, decided afterwards to dedicate her life entirely to pleasure, and then (almost despite herself) ended up becoming a philanthropist and a den mother and a doer-of-good. I have seen this story many many many (many, many) times from a male perspective, but not so often from a female viewpoint, and Miss Fisher does it without ever begrudging what she’s become. She’s infinitely more graceful than every other good-guy-against-his-better-judgment story I’ve watched or read.
  10. THE END

Things that confuse me about Star Trek:

The Enterprise-D doesn’t have a Chief Science Officer. It’s a massive ship with exploratory purposes and there’s no Chief Science Officer. Even DS9 had a Science Officer, who was assigned before anyone even knew there were new scientific opportunities there. For a ship whose purpose is finding new scientific stuff, you would think there would be a Science Officer

Things I love about TNG-era Star Trek

For years, we’re told that the future of Starfleet looks like Wesley Crusher – child of Starfleet officers, grew up on the flagship, given all kinds of boosts along the way.

And then it turns out that the actual future of Starfleet is Nog, a hardworking Ferengi kid with a record for petty crime, who didn’t even learn to read until he was in his teens.

I don’t know why that makes me so happy, but it does.