A Christmas coda to "Whom Gods Destroy." Namely, to that thing Spock implied he could do during Marta's dance recital. Not as cracked out as it probably should be. Written for the K/S Advent calendar, and as a gift fic to Spodiddly.  Merry Christmas, everyone! :D

Kirk and Spock Prime kill some time between their duties, webcam style...

Shameless porn with a dash of bittersweet at the end.  Mild D/s, if you squint.  A (finally) completed kink meme oneshot that I started over a year ago, written for the prompt "Kirk jerks off and fingers himself for Spock Prime. Extra bonus points for toys."

A little linguistic confusion goes a long way when the Enterprise runs into a ‘penal colony.’

Warnings: Oodles of (non-explicit) penises.  Enough crack to kill a hippo.

A/N:  Dedicated to the lovely folks who occupy T’Lara’s Cinema of Squee every weekend and spawn plot bunnies from the depths of hell.  And eimeo, because I can’t resist her puppy dog eyes and she knows it.  And micathemineral, who was kind enough to beta on short notice!

An old nemesis pays a social call to the Enterprise just in time for the annual Valentine's Day party.  On this occasion it's Spock who draws the brunt force of his irritating personality.  But when his holiday-inspired antics turn dangerous, it's up to the Captain and crew to take him down, and Jim is forced to confront his long-evaded desires regarding his first officer. (Written for the LJ K/S Valentine's meme.  Based loosely on prompt #31.)

Involves an attempt at a plot, a foppish villain, and copious amounts of TOS nerdery.

Beta: purple_spock at LJ, who put up with my procrastinating nonsense!