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2011-09-10 08:03 pm
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Rule Three

Title: Rule Three
Author: [ profile] bookdragon01
Characters/Pairing: Giotto, Kirk, McCoy, a lot of redshirts
Genre: Humor/Adventure
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: none

Summary: Security Chief Sam Giotto is a 50-something on a ship filled with 20-somethings. And he has to keep them, captain included, out of trouble on shore leave. Fortunately, he's not quite too old for this sh-t.

Disclaimer: I don't own Star Trek (I'd be writing this from a lovely villa in Aruba if I did).

Cmdr. Giotto narrowly resisted just laying his head down on the bar... )
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2011-08-18 08:07 am
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Titillating Conversation

Title: Titillating Conversation
Author: [ profile] bookdragon01
Characters/Pairing: Sulu, Scotty, OC
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Genre: Humor/Romance
Summary: Someone overhears Scotty and Sulu discussing a favorite obsession, but they can't be discussing what she thinks they're discussing, can they?...
Rating: PG-13 (for lots of suggestion)

Disclaimer: I don't own anything but would love to borrow Scotty and Sulu for awhile...

Titillating Conversation
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2011-07-30 04:56 pm
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Adventures in Recruiting

Title: Adventures in Recruiting
Author: [ profile] bookdragon01
Characters/Pairing: Pike/Gaila
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Genre: Humor/Romance
Summary: While on a recruiting assignment Captain Pike meets an Orion woman. Oh, the things you do to sign talent for Starfleet...
Rating: NC-17

Disclaimer: I don't own anything but it's sure fun to fantasize...



the admiral had told him to do whatever it took to sign the best talent... )


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2011-07-23 07:54 pm
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Title: Players
Author: [ profile] bookdragon01
Characters/Pairing: Kirk/Gaila
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Summary: Jim did some research before making a move on Gaila, but maybe not quite enough... humor/romance
Rating&Warnings: PG-13, none

Disclaimer: I don't own them, but they're a lot of fun to play with


Jim spent some time observing Gaila )


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2011-07-19 07:42 am
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Irish Vodka

Title: Irish Vodka

Author: [ profile] bookdragon01

Chekov + Riley
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Summary: A young Russian prodigy, deeply proud of his Motherland and an ingenious and equally proud Irishman - they were destined to become great friends, great rivals or both. And at some point they were also bound to get extremely drunk together ...Chekov & Riley
Warnings: None, PG-13

Disclaimer: I don't own Star Trek, but do I have a nice bottle of Boru Irish vodka

Irish Vodka )

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2011-07-11 10:14 pm
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Q Bono

Title: Q Bono
Pairing:  Q + Janice Rand
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Summary:  Janice Rand knew she was a minor character. But her job, while thankless, was about as safe and normal as possible on the Enterprise. That all changed when a certain member of the Continuum decided to take an interest ... (Follows Q-incidence, but it's not necessary to read that first)
Warnings:  Q flirting, references events in TOS episode 'Miri', otherwise PG
Disclaimer: I own nothing in Star Trek, but I'd love to borrow Q's snap-and-make-things-happen power


Yeoman Rand! I must say your hairstyle is much better in this universe! )
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2011-07-08 08:35 am
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Title: Q-incidence
Pairing:  Q + Spock Prime
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Summary:  Didn't it seem like just too much of a coincidence for Kirk to be marooned on Delta Vega and just happen to run into the cave where a similarly marooned Spock Prime was camped out? Well, nothing is too improbable when the most meddling member of the Continuum decides to take an interest...
Warnings:  Prime’s hurt/angst after destruction of Vulcan, otherwise PG
Disclaimer: I own nothing in Star Trek, but I'd love to borrow Q's snap-and-make-things-happen power



A striking Q-incidence )


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2011-06-30 04:07 pm
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What Could Go Wrong

Title: What Could Go Wrong
Pairing:  George Kirk/Winona Kirk
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Summary:  George still viewed this process with wonder and Winona really needed that to carry her through because this pregnancy was harder than the first.  A moment between Winona and George a few days before everything goes sideways. Musing on why she’s out there with him despite her less-than-fully-fit-for-duty condition. 
Warnings: None, except reference to discomfort of pregnancy
Disclaimer: Don't own them, but I'm grateful to be able to write about them


Winona Kirk allowed her husband to help haul her out of the chair.  A small smile played on his lips as she made it to her feet and he ran a hand lightly over her distended belly.  That smile was the reason she'd agreed to leave Sam with her sister and come with him on this mission despite her less-than-fully-fit-for-duty condition.

Hey, it'll be no problem - light duty and we'll be home before your ankles even start to swell.  Sometimes that can-do, no-problem confidence that made him a natural leader drove her crazy.  But George still viewed this process with wonder and Winona really needed that to carry her through. 

Her first pregnancy has been easy, or maybe her own sense of awe at a new life growing inside her had let her brush aside the less pleasant aspects, but this time around was harder.  She felt more tired, more swollen, more irritable, and the morning sickness was hanging on well beyond the first few months.

"It'll be alright," George said, as though reading her mind. "Three more days of mapping and we head home.  Then you can lay on the couch and let me take care of everything until Baby 2.0 arrives."

She leaned into his hands as he rubbed her back, smoothing muscles sore from an unbalanced load, and gave him a weak smile. "I'm going to hold you to that, you know.  No finding another mission critical excuse to run off this time."

Sam had been an easy pregnancy, but a hard labor and George had managed to miss the first six hours (not intentionally, but she was still never going to let him forget it).

"Not a chance," George chuckled, watching a ripple mark her stomach when the baby kicked.  "In fact, I'll be sticking extra close.  This one's so active; he's likely to shoot right out."

Everyone kept assuring her that second babies usually came more easily, so maybe when it came to delivery there's be some compensation for the pregnancy itself being less a journey of wonder than a long, difficult slog toward the due date.

"Let's hope," Winona held up crossed fingers and laid her other hand on the bulge where an active baby was turning her womb into a fetal playroom.  "As long as he stays in there until we get home."

"He's not due for six more weeks and even if makes a break for it, we've got a great medbay on this ship." George gave her a teasing smile. "Hey, if he's born at warp, we can name him Zephram."

"I don't think so." She fixed him with a look.  He was trying to cheer her up, but her brain felt too water-logged with excess hormones to play the name game now. 

Their first had had a name waiting from the moment they'd known, but they couldn't quite settle on a second boy's name ("Well, it's hard to beat a name as perfect as 'George Samuel'," as her husband would deadpan).  Still, maybe having one would make her feel more prepared.  Right now uncertainty felt like a bad omen. Winona wasn't superstitious, but a shiver went down her spine at the thought.

George put his arm around her and she tried to let his warmth and confidence, that natural steady optimism that sometimes drove her mad, lift her spirit.  "I just can't help worrying."

He brushed a strand of hair around ear and kissed her forehead. "Five more days and then we'll be home.  What could go wrong?"


AN:  Based a little on remembering how my own second pregnancy was unexpectedly harder.

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2011-06-06 09:35 pm
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Studies in Intergalactic Cooperation

Chapter 2 of 'Two Heads are Better than One'
Rating: NC-17
Characters: Gaila/Larissa (human!OC)/Beqnar (non-human!OC)
Warning: ref to femslash and impending threesome
Disclaimer: don't own anything but a twisted mind

The formalities of 'coming in' were still strange to him )
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2011-05-29 06:42 pm
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Two Heads are Better than One

Two Heads are Better than One

Summary: Gaila and a classmate ponder an interesting aspect of a new cadet's unique physiology and lay plans to explore further

Fandom: Star Trek XI

Genre: Humor

Characters: Gaila, fem!OC, male!OC

Rating: NC-17 (mentions of Gaila/fem!OC and possibility of threesome)

Disclaimer: I won nothing but a strange imagination


Seriously? Two? )
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2011-04-27 12:38 pm
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In the Course of Time

In the Course of Time

Rating: K+

Summary: When the timeline is touched again, Spock must see someone die again who did not die so soon before. Introspection, based on 'Yesteryear'.

Originally posted on

Disclaimer: I own nothing.

Read more... )


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2011-04-27 12:36 pm
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Darwin Awards

Darwin Awards

Summary: The annual Darwin Awards are still running in 2259. Jim is a fan. Bones thinks Jim's a wannabe. Spock is just confused by what humans find funny.

Originally posted on

Rating: T, because McCoy cusses - I just can't write him any other way.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything but the plotline, and even the plot bunny is really my dh's fault.


Bones, you have to see this! )


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2011-04-13 01:18 pm
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Remembering Grace

Since fanfiction has been having some issues, I'm going to save some of my stuff here too.

Title: Remembering Grace

Summary: Sometimes the people who make all the difference never know. Grief/Reflection. J. Kirk

Rating: K+

Disclaimer: I own nothing but my own memories.

Sam had sent him the obituary with no more than a note saying 'Thought you'd want to know'. Now Jim Kirk stared at the lines, not knowing how many times he had read them before they really registered:

"Ms. Grace Hazelton, long-time resident of Riverside, Iowa and late of Clearwater, Fl., passed away last week at the age of 83 after a long struggle with cancer..."

He wasn't sure why it felt like a kick in the gut. It wasn't like she was family, but he felt real loss...why? What had he lost? She was just the lady at the end of the road. Until he read the obituary he hadn't even known her first name.


It seemed fitting. She had been a sort of grace to him. A quiet place to escape the yelling. The one who would let him in and give him milk and cookies when he jumped on his bike and needed to be some place Frank wasn't. A warm and present maternal smile when his own mother had been so far away she seemed more an image on a flat screen than a living, breathing person.

He hadn't thought he'd spent that much time there, but now memories were insisting otherwise. He remembered her showing him how to make pumpkin pie, and letting him have it warm out of her old-fashioned oven afterward. Coming by one December and helping her decorate her tree. Bringing her flowers (admittedly stolen from her own garden) because even as a selfish, stupid little kid he had sensed that he owed her something. She had just smiled and put them in a vase. She had always treated him like Jim; not 'that Kirk boy'.

But he hadn't seen her in years. After things came to a head with Frank, he'd been sent to a distant uncle on Tarsus IV. And when he'd gotten back after that disaster, she'd been gone. Moved to Florida, the neighbors said, to be with a daughter who'd had twins and needed her. By then he was 15 and knew he didn't need anyone.

Much later, he'd thought a couple times about looking her up. He wondered if she'd known that the new Captain of the Enterprise was the same kid who'd tossed paper airplanes off her back porch; wondered if she knew how much that breathing space had meant to him.

Now it was too late. All he could do was send condolences to her real family and a donation to the charity listed in the obituary.

That, and remember. When he missed his mother most, she was the one who had told him that the people we hold in our hearts are never really distant; never really gone.

There was an ancient earth tune, still used in most Starfleet memorials. It seemed appropriate. He called it up to play, set the lock on his door and poured a drink to toast her memory.


AN: In loving memory...


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2011-02-25 07:24 pm
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just beginning

So I was lured to insanejournal for an RPG and then here.  But it started with a a drabble that wouldn't get out of my head after the ST 2009 movie until I gave in and posted it on fanfiction.  After that I couldn't stop writing.

This was that first fic:

Title: Iceberg
Category: Movies » Star Trek: 2009
Author: bookdragon01
Language: English
Pairings: Spock/Uhura
Rated: PG-13
Genre: Humor/General
Published: 06-08-09 at fanfiction

Summary: What if Kirk had known about Uhuru and Spock back in the Academy? Nyota can dish the comeback when she feels like it.

Disclaimer: I don't own Star Trek. If I did, this would have been posted from my mansion in Hawaii.

"I don't get it. It must be like making love to an iceberg!"

Nyota Uhura's steps missed a beat as she crossed the cafeteria. She'd lost count of how many times she'd overheard almost exactly the same the comment and ignored it. But this time she had clearly been meant to hear and something in her snapped. She turned and marched in the direction of its source.

The students at the offending table fell silent and suddenly became very interested in their lunches as she arrived.

"There is something I think you have failed to observe about icebergs."

Almost involuntarily they all looked up at her. She leaned in and lowered her voice to a conspiratorial whisper. "They're big," she said, favoring them with a wicked smile, "very, very Big." She then turned on her heel and strode away.

At the table, three female students giggled and blushed furiously. One medical corps student tried desperately not to fall out of his seat laughing. And Jim Kirk fixedly studied his plate, considering that his chances of nailing Uhura had just become somewhat...smaller.