finally saw Into Darkness, spoilers likely in comments

[makeitmine]

Well, that sure was a... thing.

[... Jim are you serious is that all you're actually going to say about this

Jim]

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[nottheshoe]

Mun hasn't seen it yet, but I've been hearing about--

the things y'seem t'pull.

[makeitmine]

Things. Yep.

[............... jim]

[memoryguardian]

It certainly was something, wasn't it? My mun and I both are just glad that you came out of it alright in the end!

[nottheshoe]

I heard things that involve your supposed death.


[Jim.]

[makeitmine]

Heh, well... Thanks. I'm glad to be here, too.

I mean, not that I wouldn't, even if I hadn't. That's just kinda how it works out here. But, you know.

[makeitmine]

I got better.

[JIM]

[nottheshoe]

Did y'now?

I'm assumin' it took a kiss from a knight in shinin' armor.

[There's a dangerous little smile that means you are in as much trouble as you think u lil shit]

Are Spock's lips as soft as they say? Or did Bones try t'slip y'some tongue?

[makeitmine]

[if you think this kind of talk will fluster him u r wrong

then again Jim doesn't suspect you do

and is mildly fearful

but

you know

yolo, right]

See, that's what I regret about this whole thing. [He places a hand over his heart and bows his head, sighing dramatically.] Can't say as I remember.

For all I know, Bones and Spock had to swap spit themselves before the miracle kiss could possibly work. And I. missed. it.

[nottheshoe]

Oh don't worry. I'm sure th'fangirls have that covered in painsakin' detail.

Their pale bodies writhin' against each other while they moan--

[Time for exaggerated breathy porn voice (With a dose of cheesy)]

"Bones. We shouldn't do this. It's highly illogical. Rigor mortis hasn't even set in."

"I may be a doctor, Spock. But not right now."

[makeitmine]

[Jim manages to choke down his laughter. It's her voice that really tips it off.]

"The fangirls," huh? [is he implying that maybe Nike's the one writing the fanfiction

YEAH THAT'S EXACTLY WHAT HE'S IMPLYING HERE]

[nottheshoe]

[Eyeroll]

Don't flatter yourself, cowboy. I don't write fan fiction. At least not for you. [She actually hates typing. And her creative outlet is her music.]

And really, I think I'd write somethin' better than that if I did.

[makeitmine]

Oh yeah? Prove it.

[nottheshoe]

Since when have I done anythin' t'please you?

[makeitmine]

Hey, now. It's only fair. I've bought you how many drinks by this point? At least two.

[nottheshoe]

And I deserved every last one. Do somethin' t'deserve my affection and maybe I'll give it t'you.

throws these two into the sun

[makeitmine]

Don't leave me hangin' like that, babe. C'mon, give it to me, Nike.

and they fall into it. laughing the entire way.

[nottheshoe]

Ask nicely first.

[makeitmine]

[Jim flutters those long lashes and wow look at those ~*~*~oh so blue eyes~*~*~]

Please~?

[nottheshoe]

[Oh~? Look at that confident sashay as she practically floats towards you, feet treading lightly and her eyes ~coy~ and full of indescribable emotion.

She reaches up, hands running up his shoulders, fingertips treading softly along his skin, up into his hair. Bringing him closer---

So she can plant a kiss to his nose.

She pulls away with that same coy little smile.]

Glad t'see y'made it out in one piece, lover boy.

[makeitmine]

[Jim's eyebrows slowly inched up his forehead as she moved in closer, closer --

and at the kiss, he rolls his eyes, but he's grinning as she pulls back.]

Thanks. Me, too.

[nottheshoe]

So you can read all th'fanfiction, right?

[Skritching your head now. u r a cat.]

[makeitmine]

[normally he'd complain but that actually feels kinda good so he'll let her get away with it]

Duh. Come on, I don't want to miss out on all the good stuff.

[nottheshoe]

[Enjoy your skritches captain.]

And by good stuff y'mean me, right?

[makeitmine]

Well, I guess.

[this probably means skritches are going to stop. or at least the good kind are. but that's okay]

[nottheshoe]

Am I gonna have t'kiss y'again?


[.......................wh]