Spock is less a child of two worlds, and more a being stranded in the vacuum, caught between the gravitational pull of two equal bodies. Kirk's mental fire was like warp core engines, fusion and fire and speed--and it only made sense to shoot at life like a rocket built for a science fair

Pretty much everything gets tossed into the metamorphical back room of a facility like Delta Vega.

Mutants have been extinct since the Eugenics War. But then, Jim's the exception to everything.

Two hundred years ago the Winchesters stopped the apocalypse. Now, instead of getting into fights and running amok, eighteen year old Jim Kirk goes to live with his Auntie Sam and learns the family business. Four years later, an angel shows up.

Snippets from lives that Willow's activation spell (could have) irrevocably changed. Drabble collection.

"The Enterprise’s newest security officer reports aboard."

Three years after the events of The Fast and the Furious (but with spaceships!) Brian's happy with his new family and life. Until he bumps into the last people that he wants to see.

"His life's a fucking space opera. And not even the erotic type that airs on New HBO. No, it's the animated comic type where the captain goes splat against the wall every episode and the pointy-eared bastard quirks his pointy eyebrow and steps on the captain's flattened remains."

Jim has a couple different lies he likes to tell about how he got his Jolteon, depending on his audience.

"Seriously. How does this not bother you," Alec said, staring at the mirror as he tugged the hem of his primary-colored overtunic into place.