Spirk (with a small dose of Pinto)

Fan Fiction and Personal Rambles



The Love of a Lifetime, August 17, 2018

Ronan walked close beside him for which Suvoc was grateful. For some reason, Suvoc had anticipated Father would be the difficult one rather than Sa-Mekh.

The trip to their apartment was fraught with silence from Sa-Mekh but Ronan kept up chatter with Father.

Once in the apartment, Father said, “Well, let’s get you settled in your room—”

“Suvoc, a word, please.”

He stiffened and looked regretfully in Father and Ronan’s direction. At the moment, Ronan was trying not to look at either Suvoc or his Sa-Mekh, and Suvoc could hardly blame him.

“Spock, you’re being rude,” Father said pointedly.

“No, Father. It is all right. Please show my mate to our room.”

Suvoc turned to Sa-Mekh as soon as Father and Ronan were out of earshot. “You wished to converse?”

“This bonding was…sudden.”

“Quite. In human terms, we eloped,” he replied, as stiff as Sa-Mekh.

“Very recently?”

“Affirmative. I…it was my time and Ronan…” Suvoc shook his head, aware he was becoming embarrassed.

“Your time? I was not made aware.”

“As there was nothing you could do about it, there was no requirement to notify you,” Suvoc snapped. He straightened. “Please. There is no reason for objection to Ronan.”

Sa-Mekh looked as though he would argue, but then nodded. “As it was sudden due to your…Pon Farr, that is the way of things.” He turned toward the kitchen. “I will prepare tea while you get settled.”

Suvoc bowed. “As you wish.”



Rambles, August 15, 2018 Edition

I’ve been thinking about the past for the last day or so. It’s been twenty-three years since I went to Ireland now. One of my most fondest memories of my lifetime and it was so long ago. Kind of sad in a way.

Twenty-one years ago I had my gallbladder surgery, right after I came back from Disney World. Ha. Well, almost. We went in July (and don’t even talk about being in Florida in July, ugh) and my surgery was in September. It’s also hard to believe it was so long ago for Disney World.

For that matter, it’s been seventeen years since I went to Austria and Germany.

Where does the time go? I really don’t know. There’s a song by Five for Fighting that is called 100 Years and it talks about having 100 years to live (which of course we don’t, most of us) but what really strikes me is the line I’m fifteen for a moment. Because, really, that’s how it is for us. Life goes so fast.

Anyway, in a couple of days I am off for San Diego for three days. Before I know it that will be done as well. And then August will fall right behind it and it will be September again.

I’ll be working on All I Ever Wanted, next, I think. Not sure when I will have it up, or if I will, before I leave. I am also working on the Professor Spock sequel and at the moment I am actually leaning toward concentrating on that for a bit. I also worked on my Christmas story a bit, yesterday, creating a new beginning for it which will need to be tied together with what I have already written.

I did get the next part of The Love of a Lifetime up for publication here on Friday.

I am going to leave it here, that if another ST movie is made without CP (which I don’t think it will be but you never really know), I will be finishing the stories I have going and then quit writing for the fandom. I’m not interested in a new Kirk and I’m not interested in a movie without the AOS cast. I suspect either a deal will be made or they won’t make the movie, which if Paramount is against putting in any real effort to it, is frankly for the best.

On to other things. Don’t know if I mentioned it or not but my job is moving locations in 2019. There was all kinds of speculation as to where we would be moved (basically our building was sold, our lease is up next year, so we are being booted out), but they have made the decision and it’s literally down the street from where we are now. But ack, moving sucks, and I am not looking forward to it. Yeah it’s not for a year, but, gah. I’ve been in this building for years.

Anyway, that’s the rambles for now.  I leave you with a picture of where we are staying in San Diego.


Ramblings, August 13, 2018

So first, my couch arrived and it was the wrong color. I ordered brown and it came as gray. By the time I realized it the box was open and we were putting it together. Than later I was looking at what I ordered and what I had and realized they sent me the wrong loveseat altogether.  I ordered the “Copenhagen” and they sent me the “Palisades”.

Here it is with throw pillow we got to match our rug. (you can see a tiny edge of the girls’ pink furry blanket LOL)Couch2

Anyway, it’s likely not our forever couch but it will do for now and it replaced the old broken one!

The Hollywood Bowl was a grand time. All the Star Wars nerds with their light sabers was pretty cute.

All I have to say about the Star Trek/Hemsworth/Pine thing is that I don’t think any of us would like to be told by our employers that they were cutting the pay we were promised. It’s Bullshit and Paramount needs to pay up or ruin everything. Fuckers.

In writing, I didn’t do much over the weekend but begin my Professor Spock sequel. Today, I finished Young and Beautiful. YAY. And that’s about where I am at this point.

Temps are back to the norm for August. About 88 or so today. Not bad but we are getting hit with a little more humidity than we are used to getting. I don’t know where you live but the kiddies go back to school this week. Back in my day (yes, yes, old person) we didn’t go back until the Tuesday after Labor Day. But I guess the kids here get more days off during the year to make up for it. Like I know they get three weeks at Christmas, which we did not. The stores were crowded with back to school shoppers this weekend. But now that that’s about over, I expect to see the Halloween stuff show up at any time. I already spotted a Halloween Spirit shop coming soon in one of the vacant buildings near us.

The Love of a Lifetime, August 11, 2018

Suvoc walked nervously forward. Now he doubted the wisdom of keeping the important information from his parents. He felt the comfort and security from Ronan and was gratified.

“Father,” Suvoc said as he stopped before them. He pulled Father into an embrace, pleased when arms came around to hold him back. He released Father to turn to Sa-Mekh, preparing his fingers for the ta’al, but Sa-Mekh pulled him close as well.

“Who is this?” Sa-Mekh asked next to Suvoc’s ear.

Suvoc stepped back and next to Ronan. “This is Ronan, my mate.”

“Mate?” Sa-Mekh’s eyebrow shot up. “You are bonded?”


“Sirs,” Ronan spoke up. “It is my honor to meet you.”

Father eyed Suvoc’s mate. “You are Human?”

Ronan smiled. “Yes and no. I am half.”

Sa-Mekh’s brows furrowed. “You are not Vulcan.”

“Also yes and no. I am quarter Vulcan.”

“And the other?”


“Romulan, actually.” Ronan continued to smile. Suvoc liked his smile.

“Why were we not alerted to your intention to bond?” Sa-Mekh demanded.

“Spock,” Father said, softly. Spock immediately seemed to relax the ire he had been directing toward Suvoc and Ronan. “Why don’t we head home and you can conduct the Inquisition there?”

“I…yes. Very well.” Sa-Mekh turned. He gestured. “The hover car is this way.”

As Sa-Mekh moved to head in that direction, Suvoc mouthed the word, “Thank you” at Father, who smiled.

News and Stuff (Couch, Stories)

Hi there!

Well, I lied obviously. The other day I said I would not update My Heart’s a Virgin until Saturday but I got it done and I thought, why not? So I posted it.

In other news, I ordered a new love seat. Ours broke some weeks ago (June when M was in ND) and the spring came out and was sharply sticking out. We desperately needed one but furniture is expensive and for a while we were trying to decide what to get.

Last night I finally just made the decision for us and ordered one. There it is in the picture below. It was originally supposed to come Tuesday but now it says tomorrow, so we will see.


It comes in a box and you have to put it together! But it was cheap.

In yet other news, I lied again, though I didn’t mean to. I was re-reading the Professor Spock series again (PS and Runaway Groom) and realized I had left it at they still hadn’t bonded and it was sort of iffy if they would. So I think I am going to write a very short conclusion to the series for this year’s Halloween. I thought about Christmas, which is where the lie thing came into play, but then I realized the original Professor Spock story began on Halloween…so…that’s where I am at.

The Love of a Lifetime, August 10, 2018

Suvoc supposed it had really been too long since he’d seen his two fathers. But he had been busy on New Vulcan. His duties there as an instructor at the VSA were extensive and he hoped in a year or two to receive the promotion to head instructor at the school. He was getting ahead of himself, he knew. There were other candidates who were fully Vulcan.

He’d kept in touch with Sa-Mekh of course on Father’s worsening condition, which was, of course, why he was here. He’d been talking to Vulcan mind healers. And now, he needed to speak with Father.

They were waiting for him as he stepped off the shuttle ramp and for a moment, emotion overwhelmed him. They both looked frail and vulnerable compared to when he’d last seen them. Sa-Mekh should have many years ahead of him, still, and yet having to care for Father in his current condition was quite clearly having its effect on Sa-Mekh. He looked…frazzled. Not a good look on a Vulcan.

And Father. He was smiling but it was faint and there was just the touch of vacancy in those familiar blue eyes.

Suvoc steeled himself. He could show nothing to Father that indicated his despondency. He was here for Father…and Sa-Mekh. He must maintain strength at all costs.

He turned to the man coming down the ramp behind him.

“That’s them, I take it?”

“Yes. I…”

“Relax. If anyone can accept me, it is them,” Ronan said. “Shall we?”

“Indeed. Come.”

Musings and Stuff

Tomorrow’s update for The Love of a Lifetime has been written and scheduled. It’s going to take a slight turn for a bit, but no worries, the end game is still happiness for my boys. Suvoc makes his appearance at last.

I’m taking a couple of days break before posting on AO3 again so you won’t see an update on there from me today or tomorrow. If I finish the next part of My Heart’s a Virgin, you’ll see that posted Saturday morning.

I am writing, not only the next part of My Heart’s a Virgin, but also working on the Christmas story and possibly starting the Old Married Spock story. Neither have to be ready until November and December but I am not keen to wait until the last minute on either of these.

As I think I mentioned previously, my plan is to only post one Christmas Spirk story this year and it will be entirely focused on Jim and Spock. It should even be angst free. I want to do a warm-hearted, sexy little holiday short for them this year. They deserve it. Given my commitment to other stories going on, I don’t think I can fit more than the one story in this year.

Not really sure what can be expected from the OMS story except that I intend for it to be SHORT. A friend on tumblr mentioned she is doing one too but she expects hers to be over 25,000 words. You aren’t going to get that from me on an OMS TOS story. Sorry folks!

Technically after I get My Heart’s a Virgin finished my next update, spreadsheet-wise should be Young and Beautiful. I’ll cross that bridge when I get to it, because I’m not ready to work on anything else at this point yet anyway.

As you all know, the Hollywood Bowl is this Saturday night. The following weekend, the 18-19-20 is San Diego. After that I should be good for a while, though M’s birthday is the next weekend after that. I also asked for September 04 off so that I can have a 4 day weekend for Labor Day. I’m going to need it by then, I think.

I saw recently that someone who had been pretty prolific in posting on AO3 (and tumblr too I think) recently orphaned her account and left some stories abandoned. I have no idea what happened as I didn’t follow her on tumblr or read most of her stories (they were generally TOS, I believe) but I am sad for her and those who enjoyed her work, which seemed to be quite a few. Internet bullying can be really really hard on the more sensitive of us.  I also saw recently someone who I had written, “I Bleed When I Fall Down” for also left AOS and spoke of suicide.

These are sad days, my friends, so please, I ask that you take care of yourselves physically, mentally, emotionally. Do what you need to do to care for you. Step away, disappear, see the doctor, call a helpline, whatever it is, please do it. You are the important one and no one can be replaced.


If you haven’t had the chance to check it out, I updated Where My Demons Hide yesterday. I have updated Idiots in Love today. I haven’t decided what to work on next but thought I’d advise that those have been updated in case you missed them.



The Love of a Lifetime, August 07, 2018

I tensed, expecting his rejection. For a moment he simply stared at me. My heart was beating fast.

Then he leaned over and kissed me on the mouth. I felt the touch of his tongue pressing against the seam of my lips and I parted them to allow him entry.

After a while, I pushed gently away from him, my gaze seeking his.


His answer was to unbutton the pajama shirt I wore, which sped up my heart beat even more. Filled with joy I had not felt in a long time, I helped him with the removal of my clothes and then his, sliding his robe from his shoulders and exposing his bare skin everywhere.

He reached for the lubricant and prepared me with his usual expertise.

“Remember our first time?”

“I remember every time,” he assured me, kissing me, and gently pushing into me. He stopped for a moment, his dark eyes intense. “Do you?”

I smiled. “It was right after that Orion bitch tried to abduct me again.”

His relief and love flooded our bond and he began to thrust inside me with an aching slowness, but they were powerful and deep.

He put his hand on my face, spreading his fingers across my face. His other hand grasped my erection, curling around the shaft and pumping me.

“Spock,” I groaned.

It was incredible and it had been so long that neither of us could last long.


I felt him shake and shudder inside me, releasing his fluid inside me and soon I had cum, too, coating his hand and my stomach.

He moved off the bed then, returning with a warm, damp cloth to clean us. Then he helped me back into my pajamas before redressing himself.

“Thank you,” I murmured as he drew me close.

“You do not need to thank me for making love to you, adun. It is always my great pleasure.”

I nodded and closed my eyes, feeling very tired and sated.

“Yes, darling. Sleep. It is a big day tomorrow.”

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