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Star Trek: Capt. Kirk X Reader X Spock Part 1Capt. Kirk X Reader X Spock Part 1Star Trek: Capt. Kirk X Reader X Spock Part 1 by southparkfangirl9000
I stared as Miss ____ walked onto the bridge and to her station. I couldn't help but blush slightly. 'Am I really having feelings for one of my crew?' I thought to myself. I returned his gaze to the large screen at the front of the bridge, shaking my head. "No... I can't be..." "Captain, are you feeling alright?" Uhura asked, noticing my action. "Y-Yes Lieutenant." I replied. I tried to concentrate on my task, but to no avail. I just couldn't think, not with her on my mind... I got up to take a walk around the ship, in attemt to clear my mind.
I watched as the Captain left the bridge, then shifted my gaze to ____, who was sitting at her station. My cheeks glowed green at
the sight of her. She was illogical, but... There was just something about her that made my heart jump at the thought of her. 'Could I really be falling in love with her?' Love was a human emotion, but I could not deny the fact that I was part human. I was sna
Tutoring (Slight SpockxReader) for DixonVixonYou sighed in frustration as you erased an equation out of your notebook. Your eraser was worn down to a nub and the phantom prints of your previous attempts marked up the page. You put your pencil down and ran your fingers through your (h/c) hair, then took another look at the equation you needed to find the solution to.Tutoring (Slight SpockxReader) for DixonVixon by MollyBriana
You already had your degree in engineering, as well as a position on the state of the art ship the USS Enterprise. So, if you already had your education out of the way and a permanent position on the best starship in the fleet, why go to all the trouble of getting a science degree as well? You see, your boss, Scotty, had instructed you and a few of your coworkers to do general maintenance on some weaponry that was mandatory for every red shirt to know. You were testing the repaired weapons in one of the training rooms when the ammunition for your gun ran out. It wasn’t tested enough to meet safety requirements, so you mixed a few things together to synthesize yo
Safety (Sequel to 'Stranded') Spock x ReaderIn which I pretty much puke nonsense all over the page. Bit suggestive, but seeing as I all but killed the reader in the last one, I decided to try to take a bit more of a humorous approach this time, as well as test out a few other things. Read my journal for more info, if you like.Safety (Sequel to 'Stranded') Spock x Reader by TheHulkIsIntheTARDIS
"...Doctor McCoy to bridge, please! Captain, are you okay?"
Kirk waved off Chekov's concern with one hand, letting the apple he had been munching on hit the floor with a thud as he continued to choke on his bite. Eventually the small piece of apple that had been inhaled was dislodged and he spat it out onto the floor before taking a relieving breath in. McCoy rushed into the room in full panic mode at that precise moment.
"Damn it, Jim, if it's not you getting torn up by aliens, it's you coking on your own damn spit. You know I do have actual patients I need to take care of," the ship's medical officer cursed bitterly, but he was actually glad that his friend appeared to be fine.
"If you are referri
Stranded (Spock x Reader Insert)IMPORTANT: PLEASE READ DESCRIPTION THING AT BOTTOM BEFORE READING THIS. And yes, I know I skip around and change tenses. I'm working on it.Stranded (Spock x Reader Insert) by TheHulkIsIntheTARDIS
"F-f-field log: Lieutenant (LAST NAME) re-recording f-f-for-"
You broke off your sentence, figuring it was useless to even attempt to finish the sentence. Rubbing your hands together in a desperate attempt to create heat with friction, you tore your gaze away from the small fire you had managed to construct in order to glace over at your fellow Star Fleet member.
Well, if I had to be stranded on an alien planet during a blizzard, I couldn't pick anyone else I'd rather be stranded with.
At the thought, a rasp of a laugh escaped your throat, the foggy mist of your breath rising and mixing with the gray smoke of the fire. Your companion, who had silently been contemplating your situation for some time now, turned his attention to you.