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Do you trust me?( A Star Trek fanfic)Pt.1

Walking up to the house, I stop and look at the work we have to do. We bought this place for cheep, it was a rundown farmhouse, the windows needed to be replaced and the paint was peeling. When I'm done here this place will be gorgeous, everything is going to be restored to it's original glory. Annie, Sara, Joy, Natalie, and myself got this place so we could help each other out. Natalie is my daughter, by tomorrow she'll be five. Her father left me when she was born, not wanting a kid. "Hey, help us out, would ya!" Joy yells. She's a short, slightly heavy, brunette girl with chocolate brown eyes. She has skin much more tan than mine. Her messy hair was up in a bun and she was holding the box with our kitchen supplies. " If you wouldn't carry the heaviest box you wouldn't need help you Dolt!"Annie yells back at her. It seems a majority of my friends are brunettes, that and they have hazel, brown, or green eyes. Never blue. Anyways, Annie has green eyes and is almost as pale as me but not quite, she has moles on her face and always has nude makeup one, except for lipstick, she doesn't usually wear lipstick. In her arms is a box of dvds, we don't have that many. One of her dark eyebrows is arched as she looks at Joy. Her pink lips are pursed, she has that 'you are so stupid' look on her face. Sighing I watch as Natalie and Sara help take bags of clothes out of the car. Sara is one of the few blonde friends I have, with her dark eyes and short height she could be mistaken for a child, she's short enough for the look. Her face ruins that though, she looks as mature as she is, with her slim jawline and defined cheekbones. She doesn't wear makeup as much, that doesn't mean she won't just put some on for no reason. "Mama, Mama! Look at the cool bug I found!" Natalie yells at me. She looks almost exactly like me, from her dark, red but brown hair that is unruly curly, to the eyes, the teal eyes. While mine are more on the blue side, her's have a bit more green. She has my freckles and my ungodly pale skin. She's probably going to be taller than me when she gets older, seeing as I've been 5'6 since 6th grade. She was looking at a beetle that was scurrying across the ground. Laughing, I walk over and help to unload the little stuff we have. I look around one last time before heading inside to help unpack.

Do you trust me? Pt.2

And to think, I thought things would work out for me now. I was an independent, young woman who could take care of herself. But paradise never lasts, so obviously, we just have to have a tragic accident happen. Boy, I can't wait to get the medical bill for this one. Earlier, I was going out shopping with Natalie, she needed new clothes so we went into town. Annie decided to tag alongside us for this adventure. Now, leaving Joy and Sara home alone probably wasn't the best idea but, we couldn't argue with them. And I used to think I was stubborn. Anyways, I was walking around an old thrift store I found, they had lots of CDs and ancient things like that. Seeing as it was 2266 everything that most people from the past would think is normal isn't. We drove back home. As I pulled into the driveway, Joy drags Sara into the car and screams at me to drive to the hospital. Sara was covered in blood and, from the looks of it, had a broken leg along with ribs. I wasn't trained in the medical field but I sure knew what to look for injury-wise. I drove 30 over the speed limit to get to the hospital, the bright interior almost blinded me as I yelled out that we needed a doctor. I sat in the waiting room for hours, they took Sara away yesterday sometime. I haven't slept and was waiting till I knew what happened to her. " Ms. Sackfield," a doctor came up to me, " she made it. If you want to see her she's in room 007." I was running out of the room before he finished his sentence. I sprinted to room 7, getting dizzy due to lack of sleep. Sitting beside her, I cupped her hand inside my own. " Urg, what, what happened...?" Sara woke up. " I don't know but we brought you here because you would die otherwise," I replied. To this day I still don't know what happened or what it was that did this to her but, for the rest of her stay at the hospital, my mind was elsewhere, back home. My mind was back to the day I left my parent's house. Back to when my life changed for the better or worse.

Do you Trust me? Pt.3

It was 2259, outside the small town of Lohrville, Iowa. This was where I used to live. Emphasis on the used. It was a charming place, we owned a farm. The house was creepy looking and sometimes it seemed like it would fall over but, it was home. " Why can't you be better you brat!" " Just do what you're told for once and don't ask questions!" " You're a disappointment to this family!" " If I'm such a disappointment l then I'll leave!" That was all that was heard throughout the house. It was October 2nd, my birthday. I ran upstairs to pack my bags. I was leaving for college anyways, most of my stuff was already packed. As I ran back downstairs, my "family" watched me. My little sister was crying because she didn't want to see me leave but, it was all I could do. I mean, Mo- Ranee thinks I'm the spawn of Satan himself and D- Ryan didn't care. I sighed before storming out and slamming the door to my old home for the last time. I got into my black truck and threw my bag into the passenger seat. All my other stuff was in the bed and backseat. Backing out of the driveway, I look at the house one last time before heading off to restart my life. It had been a few weeks, I was in Georgia. A town named Toccoa. It was a nice place. I was neighbors with a man named DeForest Kelly, he was rather nice and we played chess, cards, and checkers together. After I graduated I called some friends from High School. Annabelle, she answered right away, something she never does, and asked so many questions I couldn't understand what she was talking about. We met up and bought a house together outside of Toccoa, De and I still talked. That is, until he died. I lost one of my greatest friends, we were so close he was like a father to me. Goes to show how unlucky I am. Can't have anything nice. Joy found out about the house Annie and I bought, we hadn't moved in yet. Sara found out soon after. This leads us to where we are unpacking our things. Funny, I go into my past and how I got where I am but never explain who my husband was. He was a man by the name of Jake, Jake Bond. I would jokingly call him Mr. Bond as a joke. We married while I was in college, my second year to be exact. We go drunk one night and, well, that's where Natalie came from. When we found that I was pregnant he left me. I raised Natalie on my own. De helped me with her, being the grandpa she needed. She doesn't remember him much, thankfully. She would be devastated if she did. She's so brilliant and sharp. She's definitely my daughter. With the sass and sarcasm, it isn't hard to tell, that and she's a nerd like me. It was the day before I moved out that I got the letter. The letter from Starfleet.

Do you trust me? Pt.4

" You got one too?" " Yeah, I did." I turn around to see Annie, she holds up her letter. The same as mine just without my name. " We should accept." " I can't leave Natalie." " Joy can watch her, Mrs. Kelly can help too." "I-I guess." I agree. There's nothing much we can do. If I accept then I can do some good with my life, save lives, stop wars, and so much more. I call the number on the letter. "Hello?" " Hi, this is Isabella Sackfield, I wish to apply to Starfleet." " To be what exactly?" Crap, I didn't think about that. I'll go with whatever I say first. " A captain." " Alright, the next shuttle to the academy leaves on September 3rd. Have your bags packed and labeled with your name, age, and what you are going to be. Thank you for your application." I turn around to face Annie and say " I leave in two weeks, that Sunday to be exact." " I called too, I leave with you. We'll have to tell Joy and Sara." Fuck, we do " You tell them and Mrs. Kelly. I should pack." I know we have two weeks but I need to talk to Natalie. She'll be devastated if I die or anything happens to me. I let a single tear fall down my face as I walk up the creaky stairs. I have to be strong for her and prove that I'm better than most think I am. I have to prove them wrong. The two weeks pass quickly, Joy and Sara are going to let Mrs. Kelly live with them and pay for her house so she can go back there at any given time. Annie and I say our goodbyes before leaving. This is the second house I've left in what could be the last time. We make it to the shuttle and I place my bags in a separate one. We fly up to the academy to start a new adventure in our lives.

U gotta post the rest of Do You Trust Me

I will whenever I get around to it. Which may be never, idk.🥲

Hey sooo What If I made a spirk fanfic (and included artwork) where I blended aos into tos in which the tragic death of Chekov leads to a new helmsman being transferred to the ship: one Gary Mitchell, former…friend of Captain Kirk’s. Events lead into tos “where no man has gone before” and later, some “conscience of the king” references (tarsus iv). Kirk is desperately trying to keep his past hidden and maintain his image in front of his crew, but these events are bringing everything he’s been pushing down closer and closer to the surface. Meanwhile, Spock is suspicious of this new crew member and…perturbed as he realizes he may not know Kirk as well as he thought he did after everything (Narada incident, Into Darkness, Beyond) they’d been through over the years.

Thoughts???

Tell me I’m right:

Assigned Slut At Birth (ASAB)

VS

Assigned Slut At Abduction (ASAA)

Hello Spock and Dear Jim

Yes I wasted time actually making this can you believe we got Sanrio Star Trek before gta 6

Hopping onto this!

I made my own (loosely) Star Trek themed Drawtober sheet! In the past I’ve always chickened out because doing a full drawing every day was intimidating but I’m gonna push myself this year because it always looks so fun! Feel free to participate too! It doesn’t have to be Star Trek or even sci-fi, use other fandoms, use your OCs, pick and choose the days you wanna do! Just be sure to tag me bc I wanna reblog and look at your art!

@hereticaster Prompt 3: potions

campaign to change the ship name from spirk to kock

Muse Food & My Fics

However long ago when I created this tumblr it was with the intent of sharing the imagines I’d been writing and posting on Instagram (under the same handle) here. A quick scroll through my Archive and I never posted one :-/ 

My relationship with writing has suffered in the last few years. I lost all will to read or write after my first bout of depression. It was actually imagines that got me reading again and ultimately writing again. Bout #2 + life circumstances changing snatched everything from me again. 

But yet again, it is the fandoms that saved me. Leading up to “The Last Jedi” I found myself spending more and more time on tumblr and Ao3 and more and more time mentally with the men of Star Wars. Suddenly my MIA muse began fluttering about again. Random little ideas or scenes scribbled out on edges of paper. The edges of paper turned into a legal pad, which turned into a full notebook...

Last week I reached the final page in said notebook and began a second. For the first time in five/six years I’ve even found myself writing out little scenes or wishing my muse could focus long enough for me to freaking write. But I’m trying to learn from past mistakes - I don’t want to put pressure on myself (Muse Killer #1); so, my muse is throwing around ideas like pollen in Spring but I don’t want to pressure myself...what’s a lass to do?

I have met and followed/stalked some amazing writers on tumblr and AO3, ones that could probably slaughter some of the ideas I’ve had and turn them into masterpieces...but I’m not a huge fan of making requests. I’ve been there, the pressure and incessant selfishness that comes with accepting requests (Muse Killer #2) was one of the things that made me fall out of love with writing. 

That said...I’ve been offering what I’ve called “Muse Food” around tumblr and AO3 - little ideas that I offer with no strings attached. Maybe the writer’s muse finds the idea yummy and takes it and makes it their own, maybe it ends up the untouched dish at a pot luck.

Thinking on all of this, I’m curious what writers - those I’ve read and those I’ve yet to discover - think about maybe posting some of my ideas on here where hopefully they will nourish your muses and I’ll get to see how folks interpret the ideas and make them their own. Equally, I could perhaps help generate some reading material for myself as I struggle through life at the moment (to give some context, my life is split between a crazy work schedule, being a full-time caretaker for condition unknown for my beloved Nana who took me in and raised me, and then my own health). Needless to say, I count on fiction as my life escape! 

Please tag your favorite/fellow writers and let’s see if this is something I should start doing. 

Random sampling of my favorite authors:

@i-said-goddameron | @theysentushope | @reality-imagined | @rebel-scum-stuff | @bae-b-8-imagines | @thirst-order-confession | @kboogie09 | @bitsandbobsandstuff | @captainrogerss | @empressrenwrites | @floral-and-fine | @propertyofpoeandbucky | @shenanigans-and-imagines | @queenofslytherin71 | @imaginestartrek | @lucilleshusband | @outside-the-government | @starshiphufflebadger | @kittenofdoomage | @tintinwrites | @dearlazerbunny

That first journal the statistics are under the cut.

Fandom | Star Wars

Poe Dameron - 40 Ideas

Kylo Ren/Ben Solo/Solo Triplets - 9 Ideas

Armitage Hux - 4 Ideas

Reylo - 2 Ideas

Sorry Finn fans, I look at him and squee at his cinnamon roll-ness and kind of coo over him like a little brother so no muse ideas yet. 

Fandoms | Adam Driver

Logan Lucky | Clyde - 3 Ideas

BlacKkKlansman | Flip - 3 Ideas 

Fandom | Marvel

Bucky Barnes/Winter Soldier/White Wolf - 26 Ideas

Captain America/Steve Rogers - 8 Ideas 

Doctor Strange/Stephen Strange - 1 Idea

Venom/Eddie Brock (2018 Movie) - 1 Idea

Real Person Inspired

Chris Evans - 1 Idea

Sebastian Stan - 1 Idea

I’m not a huge fan of RPF, I was for a bit, I even wrote some, but it was always in the mentality of looking at said person in a character-light and not in a person-light. These ideas could probably be tweaked to work with characters. 

Fandom | Star Trek (Kelvin Timeline/AOS)

Doctor Leonard “Bones” McCoy (Karl Urban) - 8 Ideas

Fandom | The Walking Dead

Negan - 1 Idea

The craziest part, I’ve never even seen an episode of TWD. I’ve not read any of the comics either. But you freaking writers and your amazing fics got me sucked in!

Fandom | Undefined

19 Ideas 

Bones and Kirk be like

A personal favorite dynamic of mine is ‘I would die for you’ and ‘Die? Who said you could die!? No! I will drag you back from the afterlife my self!’. Like yes the ‘I’d die for you’ energy is great, but when the other person responds with basically a ‘like hell you will!’ It’s probably one of my favorite things.

BEYOND sketches

“Study, my ass!”

(p.s. for those asking, this phrase is a reference to Star Trek (2009) and not Bones calling Jim 'my ass')

can tell me nothing because sulu is precious 

not really sure if i should continue this  some star trek sketches to brighten your holidays   (part 2)

okay, i did the thing  (part 1)

so, sketches. 

same ship, different day