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(K)night in Black Armor (Part 25) – Spock (Mobster!AU)
Pairing: Spock x reader
Warnings: violence, unwanted advances, sexual references (to non-con too), hate for sexworkers, self-hate
Words: 3384
All parts: Series Masterlist
A/N: I know most of you don't even know that series (anymore) but I recently found the time and will to finish it bc I got back into Star Trek.
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“Not if you dare to touch me like this. I’m not on duty, you prick” for that, you got a hand to your face and while the one on the left held you, the second one opened your dress, palpating you more than necessary, with a sly grin. “Fuck you” you muttered but were certain he heard it anyways. “There” you snorted, once he seemed done “I have none. Happy now?”
“Well technically you could have hidden it inside you” his hand trailed up your leg
“I swear to fucking God, touch me and I’ll bite off your fingers. It is possible, one of my friends once almost managed to do it but she stopped too early. A pity but it wasn’t nice. And I don’t think you want to ruin the car, now do you?” he looked at you and chuckled, gently patting your cheek as his hand wandered up. Suddenly, Camillo whistled and turned around to shake his head and luckily the hand disappeared “Fucking prick” you muttered. It turned into more curses when the man on your right placed his leg over yours and started stroking the inside of your thigh. “Leave me alone”
“Come on, you insulted me. Consider it your apology”
“I could also hit you and you can consider it my revenge” you retorted “Usually I get paid for this and it only happens when I want it”
“As if I’d give a shit about what you want. You are a whore” knowing that words probably were of no use with him you spat at him and rammed your head against his nose before slapping your hand into his face. In return, the mobster wrapped a hand around your neck and started choking you.
“Stop that” to your surprise it was the driver, the one called Seth “Take your hands off her”
“Jealous?” now also the one on your left had a hand on your thigh and you rammed your elbow into his ribs
“Probably not. Loves his wifey above all else”
“I’m just glad you two don’t seem to have a wife. The poor woman” you said
“Ah but once this is over I’ll have something better. I’m sure that Medusa will let me have you too”
“You’d lose your hands before you could touch me” you growled and removed the hands from your thighs. “I swear I’ll scratch them open if I feel them on me again”
“She is pretty feisty” one of them chuckled and tried to move some hair out of your face but you were quicker and bit down on his hand as hard as you could. The guy cried out, making you feel glee. Even more when he desperately tried to free his hand but you only dug your teeth deeper into his skin, not even caring about the blood taste. You didn’t even feel sorry, he had provoked it after all. Only when the second mobster came to the other’s help did they manage to get you away from him but only because you turned around to bite the other one’s hand instead. The one you had let go of, let out a whimper and pressed his hand to his chest, while the other was crying out in pain and tried to pull his hand away but to no avail.
“That’s enough” Medusa said “Stop it, they need their hands” you didn’t know why you listened but you did pull back and wiped your mouth, spitting out some of the blood
“Ouch she drew blood”
“I warned you, I fucking warned you, pussy”
“You called her a vixen yourself” Camillo said “Sometimes they do bite when provoked”
“And did you know the risk of infection is very high for human bites? They count as one of the most dangerous bites” you said “So maybe you’d like to get that treated. Why don’t you run off to your Mommies and cry about what happened to you? Oh and for your information, soft parts of the body, such as nose, ears or something a bit further down can be easily bitten off. Just in case you’re still having inappropriate thoughts” you glared at the one on your right “Because I’d do it without hesitation”
“I think that’s enough” Camillo said “Leave each other alone. We’re here to talk and not to fight” you tried your best not to roll your eyes but listened to him and luckily the men managed to keep their hands to themselves. If it was because of what their superior said or because you had bitten them, you didn’t know but hoped it was the second one. Only now Camillo was talking about what he actually wanted from you, as he had mentioned you first talked about what you had talked with Simon and what you were supposed to tell him afterwards. Luckily, he didn’t insist to meet him or something. Then the part that made you even more nervous came; you discussed how he was planning to get Bettsy (and later on of course Spock). For some reason you started to feel quite comfortable and even cocky after some time.
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That, however, changed when you were back in the city and the driver stopped the car.
“Why don’t we get out and walk a few steps?” Medusa asked. The man next to you had already opened the door and was about to get out and you knew you didn’t really have a choice, so you just gave a small nod. Camillo got out too and stretched himself you looked around but somehow it didn’t look familiar at all. He must have noticed that you seemed confused because there was a smile on his face “Oh you probably won’t recognize anything. That’s not San Francisco”
“What? Where are we?” in fact, it was the first time you had ever left the city and you started to feel unwell.
“San José” that said you almost nothing.
“Are we gonna do something here?”
“No, we just drove here and stopped”
“So we go back?” he gave a shrug and let his hand wander up your arm, making you shiver.
“That depends a bit”
“On what?”
“Your cooperation”
“Ah” you had no idea what he was trying to say.
“I was thinking that you’ll have to earn your ride back”
“What?” you spat
“I think you can imagine what I mean” he pulled you closer “Or do you want to stay here all alone in the cold?”
“Fuck you” you spat, knowing what he wanted from you “I won’t even touch you” he pressed you against his car.
“Are you sure? How else will you get away from here? You’ve got no money, nothing. You can’t even call Carter to come and pick you up. Well, maybe you’ll have to pleasure someone else to get back… and you’ll have no idea how he will be. I promise I’ll be gentle” he tried to push some hair out of your face but you slapped it away, glaring at him “It is a pity though. I’d love to know what you feel like” his other hand came to squeeze your ass, making you squeal. Not knowing what else to do, you rammed your head into his, hitting his nose since he had moved closer, obviously to whisper in your ear.
“Leave me alone! You have no right to do this” you growled but it only seemed to make him angrier. His hand collided with your face, making you see black spots for a while. He used your distraction to whirl you around and press your front against the engine cover before pushing up your dress. “No” you screamed trying to kick or hit him. But he undid his belt and you didn’t know what to do. To be honest, one of the worst things was that his men would be watching.
“Shut up” Camillo said “I’m a man who honors my word. You said no, I respect that”
“That fucking looks like it” you protested and your growl turned into a scream when a sharp pain spread in your ass. He had used the belt to hit you
“But I will not let you behave and talk like that without consequence” another hit followed
“Let me go, you pervert”
“If I were you I’d shut up or I’ll make this longer. Would be a pity if you couldn’t even sit in the next weeks”
“You…” you couldn’t think of something and another pain made you almost paralyzed. Why was no one around to help you? Did no one see this or did they just no care? When the mobster even began to insult you, you almost didn’t know what was worse, the pain or his words. Finally, he seemed done and let go of you. A part of you wanted to say something about what you thought of what he just did and himself. But in fear of what he’d do, you kept quiet.
“Now, what’s that look for?” he said as he put on his belt again and wiped a tear of your face. In your anger you pushed him away. “Still feisty, huh?” when you were silent for a while, he continued “But you’re a lot quieter now. I like that” he moved closer but you pushed him away
“Leave me alone!” he gave a shrug
“Of course” he repeated the details for your next meeting before he went back into the car. Of course you too tried to go back inside but the man on the backseat had locked the door. To your dismay, they also drove away, leaving you behind as they had threatened. One of the men in the backseat grinned at you and waved, whereupon you only showed them a middle finger. After they were gone you only started to realize what situation you were in. You had already forgotten what the city you were in now was called and you didn’t even know how to return home. If he even dropped you off outside San Francisco. A small part of you hoped he had just lied. You had nothing, no money, no phone and you definitively couldn’t just walk home. So probably the best thing to do was to find someone who could help you. Because you had no idea where you were anyways you just walked into a direction. Luckily, you met people not much later but somehow, they didn’t seem like they wanted to help you. They pretended they didn’t see you or told you they were not interested and wouldn’t even let you explain. Others seemed to notice you but they thought you were working in the streets. Then you finally found a drug store and walked in, asking if you could use the phone. At first the seller didn’t seem too happy but when you started crying he handed you the phone and you dialed Spock’s number with trembling hands.
“Spock hi” you sobbed
“(Y/N)?” he asked, sounding surprised “Is something wrong?”
“I… yes”
“What has happened?”
“I- uh…. long story. Medusa said it was better to leave the café and he drove me here to this city… uhm…”
“San José” the seller helped
“Yes, San José and left me here be-because... he said he’d only let me drive back if I have sex with him. I-I didn’t know what else to do and no one wanted to help me”
“You are not at the café anymore? Where are you now? I will come and pick you up.”
“N-no” you said “I’m in San José” you heard him say a few curses “What’s wrong?”
“I fail to understand how the men I asked to have an eye on you consider you being abducted from the café not as something worth telling me”
“They-they didn’t let you know?”
“No” he confirmed.
“Oh well… maybe they were scared of your reaction?” he replied that they should more scared if they didn’t do as he told them to. You only gave a shrug and he asked where exactly you were right now. For that, the seller helped you again “He says that a train station, the Diridon station should be quite close”
“One second” he said and you heard him type something in a computer before he gave you the name of a restaurant and told you that you could wait there for him.
“When will you be here?” you asked
“In about one hour, I suppose”
“S-so long?” you asked
“I am sorry”
“No, it’s not your fault” you sniffed and wiped your nose “Then I’ll wait in that café”
“Very well. I will be there as quickly as I can”
“Okay”
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The seller of the shop even gave you directions to the train station or better said the café you were supposed to wait. Once you arrived you noticed the next problem. Your ass was still hurting a lot and you somehow didn’t want to be sitting for a whole hour. To your dismay it came even worse. When you asked one of the waiters where you could sit, she eyed you critically.
“I don’t think you’re in the right place”
“What?” she told you that she apparently didn’t like what you were wearing “Oh you’re trying to say I look like a whore, huh?” you spat “Well ever heard of the word disguise? I’m supposed to meet my husband here in an hour. And what do you think he’d say if I’m not here then, huh? What if he doesn’t find me? Where else am I supposed to wait? It’s fucking cold outside”
“Oh, I bet that won’t bother you too much”
“Are you trying to imply I’m a street hooker?” you didn’t know what made you so mad, often people had thought that too when you had been working at the Stella.
“Well your clothing…”
“Oh, am I not allowed to wear what I want?” you felt tears in your eyes “Or is it because you think I can’t pay? Well, I admit that I don’t have money. But my husband is rich” again the critical glance
“Are you’re sure it’s your husband?”
“And just what is that supposed to mean?” but of course you had an idea what she was trying to imply
“Problem?” another worker who came asked and he too threw a critical glance at you.
“She’s trying to say I don’t deserve to be here because I look like a whore”
“That’s not… I just think it could distract some customers”
“Oh yeah? And publicly discussing with me doesn’t or what?” you spat “All I want is a table. I don’t even need to order something”
“That’s not the thing, we are busy and just someone sitting here…”
“Oh you don’t want me here, I get it” you shouted with tears in your eyes. “I’ll leave but don’t you wonder when in an hour, my husband comes to complain. Because I will tell him. Or probably he’ll be here first and then he’ll get mad if he doesn’t find me. And I can tell you that won’t end pretty for you. Because he already is mad that I was abducted”
“You were abducted?”
“Oh, now you pity me?” you turned on your heel and walked out of the restaurant, allowing your tears to roll down your cheeks. Not knowing what else to do, you walked the few streets to the train station but not even fifteen minutes after you were there, a worker of the station came and asked you to wait outside if you were not waiting for a train. He didn’t even want to hear that you were waiting for someone (he probably believed you were waiting for a customer too). So you went outside, not feeling in a mood to discuss with him as well. But as you were waiting at the bike stop, two men thought they had the right to ‘accept your services’ and it appeared like they didn’t care that you told them to piss off. You even had to punch and kick one that he realized that you were serious about your ‘no’. Then even a third one came and he only left when a worker from the train station came over and shooed them away. Unfortunately, he also made you leave and slowly you were clueless as to where you could wait. But worst of all, you were starting to freeze because all you wore was your torn pantyhose and your short dress. Luckily, you found a container with free newspapers which you took and tried to use them as a blanket over your shoulders. You also crouched down next to the stand to warm yourself but you quickly noticed that it was of little use because you already felt too cold to warm you up somehow. The only thing that calmed you was the thought that Spock would be here soon and that, if you were lucky, he’d take you home so that you wouldn’t need to go to the Stella. Though that would mean you wouldn’t have your phone with you but you could live without it for a few days. Besides, you’d have Spock close again.
As it seemed, you had fallen asleep and were woken, when someone touched your shoulder.
“Leave me alone for once, for fuck’s sake” you shouted, ready to hit whoever was there. But then you noticed it was Spock and you started smiling, whispering his name. Some seconds later, tears started running down your cheeks again and Spock knelt down, taking of his coat and wrapping you into it. He pressed you close and you let him, trying to get even closer to him and his body warmth. “I don’t know when I’ve last been so happy to see you” you mumbled. Suddenly feeling tired. “And I wanted to wait in the café. But they wouldn’t let me” with a sob you told him what had happened after you called him but he stopped you halfway through it
“Come” he said, carefully helping you up. When he noticed that you weren’t wearing shoes, he just picked you up and carried you. Under other circumstances you would have protested but not today. He had parked the car next to the café he told you to wait and you hoped he hadn’t been looking for you too long. He sat you down on the passenger’s seat and then went to the car trunk and came back with a small bag shortly after. “I do not have clothes for you but you can have some of mine” he said, taking out a shirt and a pair of trousers “They will not fit properly but it will be better than what you are wearing now” you gave a nod and crawled to the backseat to get changed “Will you manage on your own? I shall be right back”
“Uh okay” you gave a nod and he leaned closer to peck your forehead before he left the car again. You put on his clothes and then his coat again before returning to the front seat, tucking up your knees. Although you still felt cold, you slowly noticed that it was getting warmer. About ten minutes later, Spock returned and handed you a pair of fluffy bunny slippers. With a giggle you put them on and wiggled your toes. “I’m already feeling better” you mumbled, squeezing his hand as he sat down on the driver’s seat and handed you a plastic bag. “What’s this?”
“I reckoned you might be hungry” you almost gasped when you saw that the bag contained. A small sandwich, some fruit, a pack of chips, some chocolates, a bottle with water, a can with coke and even some fruit juice “But I did not know what you wanted so I took different things” you gave a nod and felt tears running down your face again “Is something wrong? Do you want something else?”
“N-no” you choked out “I just can’t believe how sweet you are. I-I don’t think that I deserve you” he gently squeezed your shoulder
“Do not speak like this about yourself” he said “Of course you deserve me” you shook your head
“You didn’t hear what some people said to me today. Or how they treated me. Just because I wore that” you pointed at the dress that was still lying on the backseat. “I-I… I hate my old life and myself”
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Things that I SWEAR I'm not making up about the Star Trek franchise:
A shifty alien bartender, his brother, and his nephew were what happened at Roswell
There are three mutually contradictory canonical explanations for what exists at the centre of the Galaxy, none of which are "A fuck-off gigantic black hole"
Two of these things are, respectively, God and the Devil
(The crew got along well enough with the Devil, but Spock had to blow-up God with a torpedo)
One of the most compelling and sympathetic characters in the franchise is a hologram of Professor Moriarty who gained enough self-awareness to realise that he didn't need to be evil just because he was written that way
If you fly too fast, you turn into a salamander
(Said salamanders are actually the inevitable endpoint of human evolution)
The universe is balanced on the back of a giant koala (why is it smiling? What does it know!?)
There have been three separate groups of Space Nazis (not just aliens with a fascist government; literal Nazis with armbands and swastikas)
There are also: two (2) cowboy planets, two (2) planets that are just post-apocalyptic versions of Cold War-era Earth, one (1) planet ruled by Chicago mobsters from the 1920s, and one (1) version of Earth where the Roman Empire never fell
The Roman planet has its own Jesus
There is an anthropological law governing parallel planetary development that holds that planets are likely to recapitulate eras from Earth history
Because of the intervention of an ancient race of ur-humanoids, most sentient races in the galaxy look like human actors with rubber prostheses glued to their foreheads
There are so many planets centred around sex and hedonism that people in the fandom use the term "Roddenberry Sex Planet" to describe them
Jack the Ripper was an alien ghost
Amelia Earhart was abducted by aliens
If you have a high ESP score, you turn into a god when you try to fly outside of the Galaxy
The major antagonists are: Space Vikings/Samurai, Space Romans (not the Romans mentioned earlier), Space Fascists (not any of the nazi groups mentioned earlier), the Space British Empire (ruled by goo people), and Space Bees (except you'll turn into one if they sting you)
Klingons have two dicks
Borg assimilation can be catalyzed by eating car batteries
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S2 Episode 17 (A Piece Of The Action) haven’t we had enough action? The last episode was so much. I’m tired let me rest.
I’m watching it anyway:
- What the actual fuck is happening? An intersection?
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“Let’s not argue about it, let’s go study it.” Yeah Kirk knows they’d be on each other in a second (edit: not like that)
- Spock pushing McCoy and Kirk out of the way of a car. I can and will watch this clip all day
- “You trying to make trouble?” “Who, me?” “Don’t give me those baby blue eyes.” “What?” Hehe
- “Which one are you guys the captain?” “Depends.” Depends on what Kirk???
- He grabs Kirk and both McCoy and Spock look so protective
- Kirk just wanting to go on a fun planet study with his boyfriends and now they’ve ended up in a life or death situation
- They’re sitting on the boxes in such drawable ways. I lobe them
- Spock mumbles his objections because he thinks Kirk is just inaccurate when he’s really just bullshitting
- Kirk’s bullshitting and Spock listening so intently to the random rules he’s making the fuck up
- “Spock what’re the odds of getting a royal fizzbin?” “I’ve never computed them, captain.” “Well they’re astronomical, believe me.” Spock then just mouths ‘well okay’ while looking so defeated
- They were so ready to beat the shit out of the mobsters
- McCoy complimenting Spock
- McCoy and Spock arguing about how to save Kirk, they will go off about anything holy crap
- Kirk is more resourceful than they think, though one of these days I think Spock would like to actually rescue him
- “Incredible as it seems, Dr. McCoy and I are once again prisoners of the chief criminal boss of a society patterned after old earth gangsters.” As incredible as it seems?!? McCoy warned you about this shit, but you insisted on going in headfirst to save your boyfriend
- “Logic and practical information do not seem to apply here.” “You admit that?” “To deny the facts would be illogical, doctor.” McCoy is somehow softer in this episode? Like more soft spoken
- *Kirk leaning into the bullshit* *Spock and McCoy sharing a side eye* they’re so done with his shenanigans
- They’re so confused by cars, it’s adorable :))
- “Captain, you are an excellent starship commander, but as a taxi driver, you leave much to be desired.” “It was that bad.” I love them I love them so much
- I would not trust Kirk to be a babysitter
- For a split second, a very split second, I could imagine an au where Kirk and Spock adopt a kid and are running to find their child or smt and it made my heart melt goddamnit
- “That’s peanuts to someone like the federation. Right?” “Unquestionably.” “Riiighht?” “Right.”
- I love Kirk’s mumbled normal voice “Kirk to enterprise.”
- “Right?” “Check.” They’re adorable
- How is Bones doing?
- “Must we?” “It’s faster than walking.” “But not as safe.” “Are you afraid of cars?” “Not at all, it’s your driving that alarms me.”
- Oh there’s Bones “Knock it off, sawbones.” Sawbones and Spocko, this man is a menace
- How would you feel if Kirk called you baby then sweetheart? Poor Scotty, gotta put up with this bullshit, he’s an engineer for crying out loud
-They gave Bones a gun. Holy crap.
- Kirk is just standing on a table cause he wants to. We were also ROBBED of McCoy in a mobster suit
- Kirk looks so tired, like me when I’m in my binder all day (edit: I think I was tired from being in my binder all day when I wrote this)
- McCoy looks so pleased. He wants to go home.
- Kirk: *bullshitting again* Isn’t that logical?
- That was such a silly ending I can’t even begin to describe
What is happening. My brain is melting at this point. The sillies are getting out.
Masterpost
Episode story by David P. Harmon
Teleplay by David P. Harmon and Gene L. Coon
#star trek#star trek the original series#star trek tos#captain james kirk#tos kirk#spock#s'chn t'gai spock#tos spock#leonard bones mccoy#tos bones#tos mccoy#montgomery scott#tos scotty
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Spock trying to speak mobster-level
#he's trying his best#star trek#spock#mr spock#sexy shmexy#s'chn t'gai spock#fanart#bad lighting again
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A MOBSTER BOSS????
*gasp* SPOCK THE MOBSTER BOSS????
#tos star trek#spock#a piece of the action#this is so silly and i’ve been laughing at it for about 10 minutes straight#also ignore how weird his hair looks 😭
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30. If you could Supercorpify any movie, book, or TV series into a perfectly written, beautifully executed, multi-chapter AU fic, what would it be?
oh this one was FUN! it’s odd, considering many AUs i read are based on a different existing piece of media, that i’ve never thought of doing that myself—until you sent me this ask, and now i want to write about nine of them immediately. these are in my top 3, in no particular order:
Star Trek Discovery. Per IMDb’s synopsis: Ten years before Kirk, Spock, and the Enterprise, the USS Discovery discovers new worlds and lifeforms as one Starfleet officer (Lena Luthor, obviously) learns to understand all things alien (eyebrow waggle). i honestly would love to read supercorp in a sci-fi set in space.
Twister. Kara and Lena Luthor-Danvers, advanced storm chasers on the brink of divorce, must join together to create an advanced weather alert system by putting themselves in the cross-hairs of extremely violent tornadoes. I’d cast Kara as Jo and Lena as Bill and Andrea as Lena’s new fiancée. i mean:
Kara, in the middle of an argument chasing the first tornado, veering off the road, "Do you want me to drive?"
Lena, looking at Kara instead of the road, "No!"
Kara, seeing they are heading for a large combine parked along the side of the road, "Then would you?"
you can see it, right??
Bound. An ex-con and her lover concoct a scheme to steal millions of stashed mob money. again, why haven’t i written this yet? maybe it’s because i’m not decided on the casting—traditionally Kara would be the soft butch handyman and Lena the femme mobster girlfriend, but i personally can not resist the idea of many, many intimate close-ups of (a tattooed and pierced) Lena Luthor putting her hands to work while Kara performs her damsel-in-distress act for Caesar (Mon-El)’s bosses.
Mon-El: "What did she do to you?"
Kara: "Everything you couldn't."
YES.
send me writer asks!
#thank you for this question it gave my brain something to chew on for sure!#ask me things!#vampire-chunks#ask meme
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🍓 and 🔪
🍓 ⇢ how did you get into writing fanfiction?
I had plot bunnies and worldbuilding and characterization stuff in middle school, I had a whole journal filled with stuff about my OC (who was Spock and Saavik's daughter named Amanda, she was a priestess and married to a Human Starfleet captain, they had several kids together, and she sometimes still shows up idly in my brain despite the fact that it's been 30 years). And then in the late 90s I started reading fanfiction online on various websites. (I was horrified when fanfix.com died!)
But I didn't actually write it until I was in my 20s, for two reasons. First, I had the vague notion I would become a SF/F writer, and so my writing was going into two novels (that I still have around, but I haven't read them since). Second, while I wanted to write fanfiction, I didn't know where to POST it. Because most fanfiction in those days was on mailing lists or personal web sites or USENET and I didn't have a website, didn't know how to build one, and didn't know how to get on usenet. What I really wanted was to know where all the fanfic writers hung out, but I couldn't find them. I knew there were communities out there, because they'd mention them in the authors' notes, but not with enough details for me to figure out how to join.
And then I found Livejournal (anyone can make a journal and post! very low technical skills needed, no money needed, AND the community is here!) and the rest is history.
🔪 ⇢ what’s the weirdest topic you researched for a writing project?
I dunno. The only thing that's coming to mind was trying to figure out how much would be a reasonable sum of money for a mobster to pay a hit man in the 1930s. (For A Purpose-Driven Life, my Agent Carter Dottie/Whitney AU.) To come up with a number I found an Australian article from the 2010s with how much it cost to hire a hitman, converted that to USD, and then plugged the number into an inflation calculator. Which, it's not going to be anywhere near accurate, but I needed SOMETHING to put in, and that was the best I could find. Turned out to be $500. (If anyone has better data on that, please let me know!)
From the Writers Truth & Dare Ask Game
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Spock + 9, 14, 23
From a totally anonymous person you do (not) know and would never, ever, ever call you sister. Nope.
;)
Wow What a Mysterious Person!! <3
9. Could you be roommates with this character?
...I was all set to say Sure, he seems low-drama as a roomie, and then I remembered he actually needs his rooms to be uncomfortably hot by human standards so uh
no I guess?? but only because of that!
14. Assign a fashion aesthetic to this character.
He rocks the Robes and Headbands look in his down time, I'm fine with just letting him have that XD The Bed Bath and Beyond Chic of it all
23. Favorite picture of this character?
So Many Spock Options! But you can't beat his Mobster Style:
(pic obviously via Spockeveryday, specifically this post!)
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A Wolf in Sheeps Clothing
read it on AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/52957204
by TonightNoPoetryWillServe
Spock tried to get as far away from his mobster family as possible. But when he’s forced to come home for his brother’s wedding, he meets an intriguing human. (If you’ve read the mob boss!Spock series, this one is unconnected.)
For williamspockspeare, who always encourages more mob verse, and who is responsible for this being a 2-parter!
Words: 2107, Chapters: 1/2, Language: English
Fandoms: Star Trek: Alternate Original Series (Movies)
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Categories: M/M
Characters: Sybok (Star Trek), Hikaru Sulu
Relationships: James T. Kirk/Spock
Additional Tags: Mob!verse, mob boss Sybok
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Celebrating Uhura in the Original Series!Episode 2x17 - A Piece of the Action and 2x18 The Immunity Syndrome.
Episode 2x17 - A Piece of the Action. This is another one of those weird Star Trek episodes that was in heavy rotation on syndicated TV when I was kid, featuring Kirk and Spock in Chicago gangster mode.
We open on Uhura calling down to pre-warp planet that had been contacted by a pre-prime directive Federation ship a 100 years ago. She is directed to a planetary official whose title is ‘Boss,’ which amuses both Kirk and Uhura.
Kirk, McCoy, and Spock beam down and are immediately captured. It turns out that the planet, which had been just reaching its industrial age a hundred years before, has been badly contaminated by a book about Chicago gangsters, and has modeled its culture after that criminal system.
The away team manages to escape, and Kirk mentions a delightful piece of information about Uhura’s job. He says that Uhura is monitoring planetary radio broadcasts and orders Spock and McCoy to hack into them so they can be beamed aboard the ship. I love that Uhura is monitoring the planet like that, keeping her ears open for trouble and information.
Spock manages to call up to the ship on AM radio; Uhura is a bit baffled about why Spock is on that frequency, but gets them beamed aboard.
The away team is captured again, because Spock believes the mobsters. It is actually fairly hilarious. Kirk finally realizes that to get through to the feuding bosses, he has to pretend that the Federation is there to take over. He calls up to the ship, entirely impersonating a gangster. Scotty, in command, is hovering over Uhura’s station. The Captain is clearly bullshitting something or other, and they know it, but struggle for a minute to work it out. I love their combined looks of dawning realization as they figure out what the Captain wants. I also love how they just … go with it when Kirk is being ridiculous, trusting that there is a reason.
Other than some background, that’s the end of her in this episode. One of the more amusing episodes in general, it’s a fairly typical Uhura-on-the bridge episode.
Episode 2x18-The Immunity Syndrome. A good on-the-bridge episode for Uhura showing just what a professional she is, even when she feels terrible. The exhausted Enterprise is headed for much needed shore leave when Uhura reports they have received a garbled message from Starbase 6; the word ‘Intrepid’ and a coordinate. She attempts to raise the Starbase when Spock reacts in psychic pain; the Vulcan-manned Intrepid has just died. Uhura manages to raise Starbase 6, and the Enterprise is immediately ordered to a new heading on a rescue mission. We cut to a disappointed and weary look on Uhura’s face; she’s too professional to say anything, but there goes shore leave. (I wonder what her plans were? Sorry, Nyota!)
The next scenes are on the bridge; Uhura can’t reach Starfleet through significant and worsening communication distortion. A few minutes later she walks up to Spock and asks what they are looking for. This is a subtle beat, but she is clearly being gentle with him after his experience with the death of the Intrepid. Then some reaction shots from her (including serious pain from a loud nose) as they try to work out the mysteries of dark zone they have encountered in space.
Then Uhura stands and nearly passes out; Spock grabs her before she can fall and gentles her back into her seat. “Just dizzy,” she explains weakly, and tries to pull herself under control, but she clearly feels awful. She isn’t the only one so affected; McCoy calls up that a half of the crew just fainted.
She’s got her head down, trying not to puke or pass out. Kirk walks up behind her and puts a hand on her shoulder. “Lieutenant?” he asks gently, and she pulls herself together and says ‘yes, sir.’ She has a job to do. She sends a transmission to Starfleet that they are going to probe the zone of darkness; she’s still obviously struggling but pushing though. I love how gentle both Kirk and Spock are toward her in this scene. I also love how she grits her way through it, ever the pro.
The horrible, painful noise returns; it’s not coming from communications, Uhura reports, trying her board even when in agony. McCoy and a nurse arrive on the Bridge; in the background the nurse administers a stimulant to Uhura, although it doesn’t help much, and she is still visibly ill.
She is background in the rest of her appearances in this episode, looking concerned, breathing hard, visibly sweating, getting tossed from her seat several times, opening communications and pulling in telemetry and a low-energy message from Spock when he probes the organism with a shuttle.
As they approach the nucleus of the organism with a last-ditch plan to kill it, Kirk records a log leaving commendations for the Bridge officers, including Uhura. Damn right.
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Star Trek - "Communication Breakdown"
(Year Five issues 3-4)
After returning to Sigma Iotia II (mobster planet) the Enterprise finds out they used McCoy's communicator to research and try to copy other Earth history like warp drive and democracy. Well how does Spock of all people decide to fix things? By running for president of the whole dang planet.
RATING: 68%
(Where to place: Near the end of the five year mission.)
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(K)night in Black Armor (Part 27) – Spock (Mobster!AU)
Pairing: Spock x reader
Warnings: mentions of murder and death, violence, injuries
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“Leave him alone”
“I’m not doing anything, I just think he deserves the truth. Not all people died in the explosion because Nero thought it was a great idea to call Sarek and tell him about the bomb. Of course he tried to evacuate everyone. While some succeeded to get out, others didn’t. His mother was one of the survivors”
“She’s alive?” you asked
“Oh no of course not. Nero and some friends were there when the explosion happened, to take care of the survivors. Better said, we needed them as hostages so we could be sure to get everyone”
“You tried to get Spock and his father there, right?”
“Yes. We made a deal. For each hour in which they wouldn’t show up, we’d kill one of the survivors, saving the best for last. But heartless as they were, they didn’t show up of course. So poor Amanda had to bite the bullet”
“That’s hardly a secret for him”
“Oh he didn’t know that I had the honor” the look on Spock’s face changed slightly. He looked also hurt now and you didn’t know what to do “You can’t imagine what a feeling it was to see the life leaving her eyes, while telling her that her family didn’t even love her”
“Why did he let you live then?”
“As I said, he didn’t know what I did and that I even was there. We met briefly during their act of revenge but he believed that I had nothing to do with it and spared me. A fact you’re now probably reproaching yourself for, right? But don’t worry, in a few hours you’ll finally see her again. And as I know Medusa, you’ll also soon be reunited with your wife. Though I should thank you, Spock. After the act against your family, I was the only survivor and celebrated. How else did you think I became Medusa’s closest friend and aid?”
“I thought you’re his bodyguard”
“Not quite. That are the other two. Better said were. I bet they still were in the car when he had to blow it up”
“I wish you’d have been there too” you growled
“And I thought you were against violence?” you swallowed when you saw how Medusa was back on his feet, wiping blood of his face. You had completely forgotten about him “Good work, Seth” Camillo walked around Spock, glaring down at him “While I’ve waited for this day forever, I still am disappointed that not I got you to your knees” he punched him in the face.
“Don’t hurt him” you screamed, making Camillo laugh
“Do you hear this?” at least he now came over to you, lifting your chin to look at you “Just look at how sweet you are” your head snapped forward and rammed it against his own. Instantly, Seth punished you by ramming his weapon against your temple. Medusa grabbed your face again and pressed your head back “You will regret this” the back of his fingers stroked your cheek “Now back to the actual matter. You lied to me. There is no Bettsy, am I right?”
“So what?”
“You don’t know what I do to liars… on the other hand you can’t because no one who did is able to tell you”
“You have what you wanted” Spock interrupted “Let her go and leave her alone”
“And what do I get from it? I have to let out my anger somehow”
“Then let it out on me, not her”
“I’ve got a better idea” there was a knife against your throat and Seth let go of you, going over to Spock and threatening him with the weapon instead. “I may let her live but first you watch” when he ripped your shirt open you knew what he had in mind. Once again he dragged you to the wall and pressed you against it. With one hand he held the knife against his throat while he opened and pushed down his trousers. You weren’t trying to defend yourself yet because you were sure you only had one chance.
“No! Let her go, I beg you” you heard Spock and if you were honest, this was the worst, to see him so desperate.
“You beg me? What do you have to offer except for your life, which is mine already?” he turned back to you “Tell me, Spock, how does it feel to be helpless like this? To not being able being with the one you love? Unable to save her?” you weren’t sure if Spock heard him because he growled the words against your skin. He was getting to work on your skirt again and that was when you found the time for your escape attempt was right. Taking a deep breath you punched him right in the crotch area, digging your finger nails into the bulge in his underpants. At the same time, you also tried to move the hand that held the knife away from your neck and you went to your knees, trying to tackle his legs and bring him to the ground. It didn’t work but at least he let go of you, so you quickly crawled away from him and got up to hit him again before you’d go and help Spock. But you were greeted with a fist to the face and stumbled back. When he came closer, you swung your fists at him and tried to kick him somewhere. When you heard a gunshot, you stilled
“No” you whispered but the next moment you saw how Spock yanked Medusa away from you and soon they were in a fight. Your glance fell to Seth who was getting up and picked up his gun.
“Run” Spock shouted but you shook your head, knowing he wouldn’t have a chance against the two of them. Besides, it wasn’t even said you’d be able to leave and you doubted that after what happened Medusa would let you live. So you tried to lunge at his minion and get the gun away from him. But before that, you bent down to pick up the gun Spock had to drop earlier. You couldn’t even get to him before Spock tackled the man himself and then came running towards you, obviously intending to run away with you. Then he looked back and a second later, he dropped the two of you to the ground, just before a gun shot was echoing through the place. Instead of getting back up again, your husband shifted until he was fully on top of you, put his arms to the sides of your face and pressed his forehead against yours
“What are you doing?” the question was useless, you knew he was trying to shield you. And of course you didn’t want it although it touched you that he was ready to do anything to save you. “Spock no” you protested, trying to get away from him but he only kissed you
“Run as soon as you get the chance”
“Because we can’t be running now, of course. Together”
“(Y/N), we are in the disadvantage. We do not even have a weapon”
“Oh right and that’s a toy, huh?” you pulled out his gun and showed it to him. While he took it, he kissed you again, more passionately. He tried to get up and shoot your enemy but before he could fire you heard another gunshot “No” you shrieked, pulling Spock down to you.
“Oh fuck is he dead?” Gaila!
“Damn, you shot him!” Eileen complained
“I didn’t think I’d actually hit him” steps were coming closer
“Are we interrupting something?” Helen asked before she helped Spock up
“Are you guys hurt?” Mary wanted to know when you both were standing again
“A bit, I guess. Have been worse” you admitted with a shrug. Eileen, Gaila and Theresa were with Medusa and stared down at him. Your eyes searched for Seth who was slowly sitting up and then tried to run away. Spock let go of your arm and went after him but you did so too “Stop” you shouted “Please. He’s fleeing. It’s of no use. I don’t want you to get hurt. We’ve got his boss, I’m sure we can blackmail him wit-… ah fucking shit” one of your heels had broken off and you lost balance and fell to your knees. At least Spock stopped and came back to you, kneeling down in front of you, cupping your face
“Are you hurt? Has he cut you?” he examined your neck and the top of your chest
“He didn’t cut me and I’m not really hurt. Just my knees and palms from falling now” you calmed him he gave a nod and then his lips were on yours. He kissed you as if there was no tomorrow and you responded just as eagerly. “What about you? Are you hurt? They shot you”
“They missed” he assured you, pushing hair out of your face “I am sorry for what happened”
“Don’t. We’re safe now” you pecked his lips again “I knew you’d come and save me”
“Perhaps if I had been here faster after the explosion we would…” you cut him off with a kiss
“It happened but nothing bad happened. Let’s take care of Camillo” you put a hand on his upper arm and tried to get him up. When he stood you realized the blood on your hands and looked back at his arm where you had touched him. There was a cut in his sleeve and a bleeding wound underneath it
“He cut me. Medusa”
“I’ll have a look”
“(Y/N)”
“Don’t say anything. I treated cuts before. And I should check up all of you, to make sure you’re not keeping an injury secret” he raised an eyebrow as you tried to pull him inside. Theresa came to you and cupped your face
“Oh (Y/N). Are you injured?”
“No, I’m fine. But he’s got a cut on his arm… thank you”
“For what?”
“Coming out”
“Of course. We heard gunshots and just had to look even though he told us not to”
“Who told you?”
“Spock of course”
“You told them you’d be here and fight?”
“I had to warn them about the explosion and make sure they did not come out and get themselves into danger”
“Wasn’t easy to keep the girls inside. They knew (Y/N) was here. Oh, I’m so relieved you’re both fine” she hugged you then let go of you “Let’s get you inside” she helped you lead Spock to the entrance and looked to the girls “Come”
“What about him?” Gaila pointed at the Romulano underboss. Spock let go of you and walked over to him, checking his pulse at his neck
“He is alive. We should get him away from here”
“We call the Azienda?”
“I will. Take him inside and tie him up for a start”
“Spock” you shouted, tugging on his arm “If Seth tells the Romulanos what happened here they’ll come here. The girls are in danger! We have to do something!”
“Do not worry, we will get them into safety” he promised.
“I hope so” you muttered, while he went inside himself. In the main room, you pulled him towards one of the couches and tried to get off his shirt and also his trousers, sending away two of the little ones that tried to climb onto the couch and help or hug you
“I wish you would be ripping off my clothes for another reason”
“You are disgusting! I thought such jokes were not your style”
“I had to” he grinned and you shook your head
“Lie down”
“I can sit”
“Fine but only because it’s better to work on your arm” you agreed, sitting down beside him and looking at the wound. It looked more harmless than you had thought “I guess disinfecting and wound tape is enough. Do you have any other injuries?” you glared at him “And you’d better be honest or I’ll undress you completely to have a look at your whole body”
“If you want to know it that precisely, I got a few hits to my face, chest and kicks to my thigh and left shin. You have already seen the cut”
“Why thank you” you said with a courtesy and Mary was beside you with the med kit “Thanks” you took out what you needed and began to tend his wound. “What do you think will happen now?” you asked as you wrapped a bandage around it, of course not necessary but you had to do it to distract yourself.
“I cannot say. I must inform the Azienda about the events”
“You mean they didn’t know?”
“No” he admitted after a few seconds of silence
“Will you be in trouble? You know, for starting an act of revenge?”
I cannot say this either but I hope not”
“Is there anything I can do to help?”
“Have your injuries treated”
“That’s not help”
“It would help me relax, knowing you are truly unharmed and taken care of”
“Sometimes I wonder why people are even scared of you… though after what I’ve seen today it’s no wonder” you whispered the last part, finishing the bandage and fixing it. Eileen came over with two mugs and handed each of you one
“Some tea. Not very hot but the whiskey will be warming you up. Thought you could need some”
“Thanks” you said, taking a sip, while your friend chuckled
“Every other customer would be thrown out for being shirtless in here. Please remember the rule ‘no sex in here’ before you get any weird thoughts”
“Oh God”
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Not even one hour later some members of the Azienda were here and took care of Medusa while others evacuated the girls and promised to bring them to a safe place. Someone drove you home because Spock was needed somewhere else first. You only hoped he wasn’t in trouble. Your worries about him only took a back seat when your phone rang.
“(Y/N)?” it was Spock, sounding very distressed
“Yes? Is something wrong?”
“I… have you noticed anything odd on the right side of your neck?”
“Huh?” you felt the side and even got up to have a look in the mirror “No, of course not, why?”
“It is Medusa… he just told me that Seth has activated the tiny bomb in your neck”
“He did what?” you shook your head when it sunk in “No”
“It has always been their plan B in case something happened to Medusa. They are using you as leverage”
“That he’d stop the explosion if you let Medusa go?”
“Precisely”
“A-and now?”
“I am on my way home and will try to defuse it”
“How-how long do you think I’ll have?”
“23 minutes, 39 seconds according to the countdown on the trigger phone”
“When will you be home?”
“Seven minutes” he promised
“Is there something I can do?”
“Go to my office and switch on my computer. There also is a key in the bottom drawer. A key for the storage room” he explained you what he wanted you to take from there.
“Okay. And else?”
“Hold on, please” he begged
“Of course. I mean… I’m not in pain or something”
“I will be with you as soon as I can”
“I know that, love” you chuckled
“Please know that I love you”
“And I love you” he said goodbye and you did the things he asked you to before you stayed in his office, suddenly feeling nervous. A few minutes later, the front door was ripped open and Spock rushed to his office. He didn’t even take off his coat as he opened the box you had brought from the storage room. It was a weird looking device which he switched on and then placed a phone next to it. You threw a glance at the mini-screen. There was indeed a countdown that was now at 14 minutes and 46 seconds. You noticed that his hands were trembling a little and you started to feel sorry. A part of you also felt bad that he seemed so stressed about it while you weren’t as nervous as you probably should be. Then he jumped up, grabbing the phone and went to a cabinet at the wall, rummaging it for a while before returning with a cable. He used it to connect the phone to the device “That’s a defusing device, right?”
“Some kind of. Please let me focus” his voice sounded teary and you swallowed. You squeezed his arm and let him work. At first you watched him curiously but as the countdown neared ten minutes, you suddenly sank down and leaned your head against the side of his desk with a sigh. After a while, Spock took out a phone and seemed to call someone from the Azienda who still was with Medusa, asking them if they could get any information out of the Romulano “I do not know what I need. Just something. Anything” he was silent while the other person talked “No, it does not” he now actually was crying and you got up, wrapping your arms around him. “I don’t have five minutes! Eight minutes are all we got left. And if you cannot give me a solution until then I will make you see how long eight minutes can be!”
“Spock!” you hissed “It’s not his fault” you pressed your lips to his “Please…” he tossed the phone across the room and looked completely lost. You took hold of his shoulders “Take a deep breath. Take several. Then think. What else can we do?” he took the breaths as instructed then shook his head
“Nothing. This was your only chance and it does not work. They must have known I would try to defuse it. I cannot”
“Spock” you cupped his face and sat down in his lap, stroking his face “It’s not your fault”
“It does not change the fact that you will die”
“No chance to just cut it out of my body?”
“Too dangerous”
“In eight minutes it doesn’t matter”
“Seven” he muttered. You shook your head and took a deep breath, burying your face in the crook of his neck “I am sorry that I failed you”
“Don’t think like this. As I said, it’s not your fault. I know you did everything you could” you swallowed “Just promise me something”
“Anything” you looked up, stroking his cheeks with your thumbs “Jim’s told me that you became so different in a positive sense ever since I moved in with you. Try-try to stay that way, okay?”
“(Y/N)… Please, do not speak like you are going to…”
“And what else should I do? I only have seven or six minutes left and I want to say goodbye” you kissed him again, leaning your forehead against his “I’m sorry we only got so little time together”
“It is my fault. I should have never agreed to let you take part in this mission”
“It was Jim’s and mine decision” you pecked his cheek. He wrapped his arms around you and pulled you closer, burying his face against your shoulder
“I do not want to be without you”
“Oh Spock…” you ran a hand through his hair, not sure what to do because you never had to comfort him like this. “I’ll give your mother your love, okay?”
“(Y/N)…”
“It’s okay Spock. I mean… not okay but… I accepted it. It’s best if you do it too”
“It should have been me”
“Shh” you pulled him closer. Suddenly a snort left your nose “It sounds really macabre but at least I won’t get a cold now. I guess being in the cold so long in San José wasn’t good”
“A cold does not come after being in the cold for long but rather from viral infections”
“I didn’t know that”
“It is a common misconception”
“I mean I did know it can be spread with a virus, that’s why almost everyone got sick when one of us was sick and the boys and Theresa tried everything to make sure to isolate the sick as early as possible that it would not spread” he looked up and glanced at you
“Right”
“I just hope I’m not going to make you sick” you admitted and he shook his head “Oh, are you vaccinated or something? Or immune?” he got up and put you on the ground, ripping open the top drawer of his desk and taking out a box, emptying the contents onto the table. It were some USB flash drives, he spread them out a bit, then took some time to choose one before wiping the others to the side. He got up and left, returning with his private laptop a short time after, placing it on the table and switching it on. He ripped the cable away from the phone and put it next to the laptop
“Processing updates?” he yelled at the loading screen and stared at it angrily. “Not now! Anytime but now!” he slammed the top shut and tossed it over the desk where it landed on the floor with a thump. Cursing under his breath, he left the room again and this time you followed him. He went to the storage room again and took a big pair of pliers.
“What are you doing?” you asked as you followed him to the basement where he entered his server room. He walked to one of the big racks and stared at it before started ripping out the many cables while cutting wires of others with his other hand.
#spock x reader#spock#spock imagine#spock x you#spock series#mafia au#mafia#mob#mob au#mobster#mobster!spock
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@fasciinating really likes that accent tho
"Don't you say it."
If he had to hear that damnable word out of his mouth yet again.. He might just explode. This wasn't the time for it either. There was nothing fascinating about the mess at hand.
Mobsters. An entire town still trapped in an era so long ago that it's called ancient history to those aboard the Enterprise. They read about it, watches movies about it and wrote high school reports about that bygone time. And yet.. They had just drop landed in the middle of a town that seemed more movie set than an actual town.
"This is ridiculous. I'm a doctor, Spock, not Bugsy Siegel."
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trick or treat!!
Happy Halloween, my friend! ! I give you a MOBSTER SPOCK
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*chicago mobster voice* koyk
alright spocko
favorite thing about them
I like the duality of him I think. like the man is completely fucking unhinged and hanging on by a thread most of the time but he’s also extremely clever and has the background knowledge to support what he’s doing and he does have these really interesting quieter moments. he’s representation for those of us who were quiet and nerdy in school and then became gay and insane and also representation for those of us who have had the first stanza of sea fever memorized since we were 15. i also just genuinely think he’s fun to watch. he has very few legitimate flaws as a character but because he feels kind of personally out of control a lot of the time, it doesn’t feel like the situation’s under control 100% of the time even though you know he will ultimately have the skills necessary to get them out of it. not to make this entirely a kirk vs picard point, but picard always feels far too in command of the situation and that’s less fun to watch imo.
wow what a surprise me talking about a character turned into a long post. continued after the cut
least favorite thing about them
i. do not like tos movie kirk in general especially as the series goes on. idk who that is but he's not kirk a lot of the time. like at times series kirk is short tempered or snarky at a time he shouldn’t be or something but he’s still very much driven by his love for exploration or humanity or his crew. it seemed like what they were going for in the movies was that he was going to be disillusioned in the beginning but then regain that, but if he did, it didn’t stick around. he just feels vaguely misanthropic to me and while hero decay is not inherently a bad arc, it doesnt seem like that’s what they were necessarily going for, because that’d be an uncharacteristically depressing throughline for tos content imo. I still haven’t finished VI lmao and part of that’s just because I was bored but part of it was bc I was like. I don’t think I like this character right now? part of it’s bc with age i increasingly look at him and go “yeah that’s william shatner” and not “yeah that’s kirk my friend kirk” but part is because he seems like he’s much more what a lot of Male Fans™️ thought the character was where he’s this cool guy who doesn’t care about the rules because fuck you. it’s not All the time, but he lacks warmth to me a lot of the time.
brOTP
i respect people who ship kirk/mccoy or spock/kirk/mccoy but generally i'd say kirk and mccoy are brotp to me. i also really enjoy his dynamic with chekov.
OTP
like. spirk is the og for a reason. when we started watching it my expectation was that I would be like “yeah I get where people were coming from” but not necessarily much more than that but by episode…3? I was like oh. yeah. okay. okay.
nOTP
in terms of things I’ve seen people actually ship I can’t think of anything off the top of my head, but fuck every time the show tries to stick him with like a 19 year old and even reading about the proposed johanna mccoy storyline makes me want to commit a felony so I’m glad they did not do that.
random headcanon
kirk is a real guy and he’s spent the last like 60 years fighting for control of william shatner’s body.
unpopular opinion
pour one out for every male character that gets called a himbo and is characterized as a complete dumbass in fanon despite being demonstrably smart and innovative in canon. yet another thing that got passed down to riker!
also fuck anyone (shatner and the kirk fanboys with terrible ideas about masculinity and a fundamental misunderstanding of the character) that thinks kirk would hate wesley. there’s literally no supporting evidence for that. he’s maybe not Great with kids but he tries his best with them (several episodes but charlie x stands out in this regard) and i think 2x13 obsession helps disprove this as well
song i associate with them
as with most of the information in this post you already know this but highwayman is a very kirk song to me. the last verse is obvious but I think he’d like the idea of having been a highwayman and a sailor and a blue collar worker across past lives.
favorite picture of them
yeah,,,,,,,,,,,,
#ty ty <4#kirk#ask game#side note quark making like a callback joke about sea fever all the way in like s4 of ds9 was very funny to me#also I still have one more of these in my asks which I appreciate and I will get to it tomorrow! I’m. sleeby
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“A Piece of the Action” was such a fun episode omigosh 😂 The facial expressions and dynamics were an absolute win for me - Kirk was already peppy before beaming down but he just dove right into the role like a nerd to LARPing. Spock and Scotty especially being confused by the lingo was freaking hilarious and McCoy leaving behind his communicator is such a big oof.
It was a chaotic mobster AU and I loved it 😂
#star trek tos#sage rambles incoherently#did I mention how much I loved the expressions????#kirk’s especially omigosh#mildly annoyed to brief rolling eyes to loveable smirk to hopeful grin to pouting#this ep was so fun#Star Trek
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