I feel weird asking this, considering I have three (five really) stories in the works right now, but it's one of these moments. I know what I want to say and what I want to write, but I'm sort of blanking out on inspiration. So PROMPT ME. I'm making no promises, considering the above said, but you never know what might hit the chord, right? God, if
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2. Newly-made-command-team!fic where there is still some animosity and misconceptions. One morning Spock discovers Kirk doing Tai Chi alone in the gym. At first he likes to watch (haha! but not like a creeper), then he decides to have Kirk teach him... AND THEN THINGS HAPPEN and all is resolved.
I MIGHT COME UP WITH MORE CRAP FOR YOU TO TRAWL THROUGH, BUT NOW IT IS TIME FOR LUNCH. ;)
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Glad you're writing, lovely!
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“Problem, Mr. Spock?”
“This is a place of learning, is it not?” Spock asks, sounding puzzled. “Its purpose is to educate and develop intellectual capabilities?”
Jim snorts. “I wouldn’t go that far.” He shakes his head. “But yeah, it’s supposed to be that.”
“In that case, what is the meaning of these” - Spock fumbles for words, almost wincing, as he looks at the gloomy teal balloons and slightly withered tinsel hanging down from the ceiling - “decorations?”
Jim contemplates a lopsided and undeniably ugly paper lantern and sighs. “Well, they are here for the... mood, I guess.”
Spock glances at him sideways. “Is the mood supposed to be suicidal?”
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It's gonna hit a bazillion cliches and is unbearable fluff, I'd even say shmoooooooop. All your fault. Just saying.
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