He had been playing music like this for four years, and that was the first time he ever felt it, down to his bones (or, the one where they're musicians and Jim and Spock still kind of hate each other).

anyhow, yesterday, while it was still there and I was still charmed by its ridiculousness, I started writing Kirk/Spock fic that's sort of . . . about the comm. I don't know. It's sort of a parody? But sort of also SRS BZNS POLITICAL PROTEST. It's a thing I did. Therefore;

There are moments in Jim's life that act as axis points.

"Spock is pretty much doomed the minute Jane realizes that the fatshirt is incredibly slutty, and also regulation."

You were Romeo, you were throwing pebbles and my daddy said, "Stay away from Juliet" and I was crying on a staircase, begging you, "Please don't go."

Turns out Jim Kirk's more than meets the eye, genetically speaking. There are a lot of consequences, mostly for Spock and his sanity.