silver_feathered_raven

Title: Archaic Televised Literature
Characters/Pairings: Spock/Uhura
Rating: PG, I think?
Warnings: None, really. Unless Captain Proton counts as a warning.
Summary: "Would you like to watch another episode? A full episode?" she asks him, looking at him with wide eyes. Her mascara has smudged under her eyes, darkening the shadows that linger there. She is tired, he can see this, plainly, clearly, but her eyes still sparkle while harboring the tinge of nervousness that one has when they truly love something and are worried that others won't. And while he cannot yet see the point of this archaic televised literature (though his is exceedingly hesitant to call it literature) he can see that she can.
A/N: Bit of cuteness, bit of introspection, dash of angst. Written over the course of several weeks - hopefully that's not apparent in the writing. Let me know if you find any errors (spelling or otherwise), or if something just doesn't make sense. Also, I haven't watched the Voyager episode centered around Captain Proton in a loooong time, so if I got something wrong...well, I probably should have done my research first. Also, I love old school sci-fi shows, but I also like to laugh at them just as much.

( The image on the screen stops, the antagonist frozen in what Spock assumes is supposed to be a particularly diabolical pose. He finds it to be less than effective. )

Title: Thousand Suns
Character(s): Kirk
Rating: G
Summary: The man and his ship, the ship and her captain, Kirk and the Enterprise, and he's never letting this go.
Notes: Short little fic, written fairly quickly and in one sitting. If you notice any mistakes/errors, let me know.

( He can reach them and touch them and hold them, and he can burn as bright as a sun. )

Attempting to get back into online-community. I've been lurking for so long; I really need to actually try to interact with people, because I *know* I'm missing out on a lot.

Anyway.
( Beam me up, Scotty )