#spock hurt comfort

[spirk-trek]

Nightvisions Fanzine & Novel | Merle Decker, Signe Landon (1979)

Nightvisions, by Susan K. James and Carol A. Frisbie, is one of the first standalone k/s novels published in a zine. It can be read in full here!

[firstofficerkittycat]

post naked time kirk knocking on spocks door in the middle of the night like sorry to wake you but we really need to look over this report for tomorrow and when the door closes he touches his face where he hit him and says im sorry and spock says i know and he just collapses into his arms crying and when he can breathe again he says i wish things were different and spocks like they were different once it stands to reason that they will be again and kirk says in our lifetime i hope and then they replicate chinese food and watch the secret life of sherlock holmes

[opens-up-4-nobody]

Sometimes true happiness is reading 300k+ of your favorite character experiencing the most intense mental agony it is possible to make them suffer through

[muirmarie]

honestly the funniest thing is coming across ppl who are like "bones is so mean to spock 😡😡😡" like spock doesn't go out of his way to be just as big a cunt to mccoy??? it's their LOVE LANGUAGE!!! some of y'all didn't grow up watching tv shows with old broads and old queen-coded men being as cunty as possible to each other OUT OF LOVE. spock spends half his shift on the bridge coming up with mean things to say to his dr the moment mccoy flounce onto the bridge to flirt with jim (affectionate) and spock (derogatory and bloody, there will be no survivors except for them, THEY'RE having a BLAST).

listen when the cards are down they will be thoughtful and worried and touch each other SO gently and fight over who gets to die for each other. all of that is the floor they're standing on. they KNOW that. but GOSH in the meantime they're BOTH having an absolute blast bullying the shit out of each other, bless <3

[fely-v]

Well. This is the second part to one sketch from previous posts. I finally feel free.

Fuuuh. I've finally finished this job. Even after I made the first sketch, where did about the wounded McCoy reason, I felt the need to make a sequel. This comic has become a kind of redemption for me. I don't like pain without comfort. Let these guys continue to take care of each other.

[lamelycool]

𝐵𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑊𝑎𝑟𝑚𝑡ℎ 𝐼𝑛𝑡𝑜 𝑀𝑒 (𝑆𝑝𝑜𝑐𝑘 𝑥 𝑅𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑟)

"I'm sorry... This is all my fault I should've payed more attention I should have... I don't know I just wish-"

"There is nothing you could have done to change this. It is not your fault." Spock calmy states.

You begin to notice the slight shiver in his voice, and the growing green tint to his skin that's increasing along side the dropping temperature. It really concerns you. The cold must be getting to him. Gods, all of this because of a shuttle crash. The two of you were luckily this planet happened to be inhabitable. Well Inhabitable... but unpleasantly freezing. There's no telling how cold it must feel for Spock with his Vulcan heritage.

"T'hy'la are you alright?" Spock asks breaking your train of thought.

"Sorry, I just... I just feel useless. Sitting here freezing just waiting for the Enterprise to rescue us. If they even rescue us."

"The Enterprise will likely rescue us do not worry. " The unspoken question of when is avoided. There's not telling how long it will take. Hours, days, or worse... The two of you go silent.

"Are you cold? " You eventually speak up.

"I am adequate. "

"Spock, please don't lie... "

"Vulcans do not li-" you cut him off by reaching out a hand placing it against Spock's cheek. You gasp jolting your hand back.

"You are freezing cold! Why didn't you tell me?!" You panic and quickly shed your emergency blanket wrapping it around Spock.

"I did not want to tell you, I do not want to worry you. Please...keep your blanket you need it." Spock shivers out.

"Spock... please let me warm you? "

Spock paused then reluctantly nods. He uncovers himself holding his arms out for you to crawl into. Seems he already knew what you were planing. You snuggle up into him and cradle him close.

"May I touch your hands? "

"You always may. "

"Thank you... " you take his hands in yours gently holding them and rubbing them. Then you breathe warm air on them, breathing warmth into him like you always manage to do.

[swimmingwolf59]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Star Trek: The Original Series, Star Trek Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Leonard "Bones" McCoy/Spock Characters: Spock (Star Trek), Leonard "Bones" McCoy Additional Tags: Hurt/Comfort, Fluff, Getting Together, Transporter Malfunction (Star Trek), Pining, Anxiety, Anxiety Attacks, Episode: s01e13 The Galileo Seven (Star Trek), Canon Compliant, Hand-wavey Science Summary:

Spock notices that McCoy has a rather peculiar post-transport habit.

[littlestoneinspace]

Christopher Pike/Spock hurt/comfort moment

Illustration for fic on AO3

[veryace-ficrecs]

Star Trek Hurt/Comfort Fic Recs

This list will include all ratings and tags, so read at your own discretion! :)

As a General Rule by kcscribbler - Rated T

Five times Jim Kirk protected his crew, and one time they returned the favor

Liquid Courage by TheAsexualofSpades - Rated G

Everyone keeps their secrets in different places. Some keep them in their bellies, some in their chests, some in their throats. James T. Kirk keeps his secrets under his tongue.

Living in the Shadows by kcscribbler - Rated T

Five times Jim noticed one of his officers wasn't doing well, and one time they returned the favor.

Touch Me, Tell Me All Is Forgiven by BeautyGraceOuterSpace - Not Rated

He stops trying, after everything. Frank. Tarsus. Years of conditioning against contact. He never initiates touch, and is wary of receiving it. He’s had his flinch response well in hand for years by the time a couple of Starfleet cadets go head to head with him in the bar in Riverside. Hell, a fist to the face feels like home. He almost craves the touch. Almost.

We pick ourselves undone by Mellaithwen - Rated M

Jim meets the Commander of the Yorktown.

Commander Frank Finnegan. Frank. How the hell could he have forgotten that? The man met Winona Kirk at a conference on a starship for god's sake, of course he’s a member of the goddamn ‘fleet.

Medical Advice by ValmureEld (InkSiren) - Rated M

Jim and Leonard are stranded. That always goes well, doesn't it? At least Leonard knows how to treat just about anything. Too bad this time Leonard is also the one in danger. AKA I really wanted the medic to have to explain how to save himself. Rated only for bad language.

Put Me Back Together by Elivira - Rated G

Next to joining Starfleet Jim thinks that befriending the unwilling southern doctor has been the best decision he's ever made. Leonard McCoy is always putting him back together.

The prison of your mind by EternalSheWolf - Rated T

The kid takes him to the ground, hard and fast, and the knife punches right through his throat. The man gurgles and blood sprays, and the kid’s head snaps up, blond hair flying everywhere, as he gives the blade a final, savage, twist and pulls it free. He’d know those eyes anywhere. It’s Jim Kirk.

Long Road Home by EternalSheWolf - Rated G

“It’s the greatest ship ever built.” His voice cracks, and he tells himself it’s because he’s been speaking for probably days now and he’s thirsty and his throat is probably bleeding and Bones will kill him, goddamit, Jim – A tear leaks out of the corner of his eye. “I want to go home.” He whispers.

[celestialvoyeur]

💛💙SPIRK FIC REC💙💛

This is a great AOS fic if you enjoy some angst and a truly traumatic Jim Kirk backstory!

When the Enterprise is sent off on a diplomatic mission it dredges up a lot of bad memories for Jim, who retreats into himself trying to hide the demons of his past.

A great angsty, hurt/comfort fic with a well written plot, a slow burn love story and a satisfying ending.

[alexprime-kohnar]

K'oh-nar AlexPrime Summary: It is our happiness to join and be joined with, the Seskille Collective says to the crew, the commander, and the captain through the ship’s audio feed, sounding delighted by the prospect of friendship.

It is our happiness to learn and be learned from, the Seskille Collective says after the unsettling discovery that Seskilles VII is a dead, frozen planet with no plants, no animals, and no life readings but for the landing party sent down to meet them.

It is our happiness to know and be known by, the Seskille Collective says as they reach out with welcoming voices and devastating minds, indifferent to the consequences of unraveling a lifetime of rigid control and emotional suppression.

It is our happiness to share and be shared with, the Seskille Collective says, and unravel it they shall, because there is only one aboard the Enterprise capable of giving them what they want, and whether or not he agrees to share in return is irrelevant.

It is our happiness, they say, again and again, as everything Spock’s worked for falls apart around him.

[spirk-trek]

Consort Fanzine | Dorothy Laoang, 1986

[aerialworms]

Willing Captivity

McSpirk, 2k words, Hurt/Comfort

He’s made his peace with it. Truly, he has. The two of them, they’re soulmates, if such a thing exists. They work together so well, so seamlessly, it’s like they have one mind in two bodies. And he’s not an idiot. He knows they care about him – hell, he wouldn’t be here right now if they didn’t – but he’s not going to put himself before either of them. Wouldn’t anyway, if they were anyone else, but with them, it’s different – the thing he’d been holding onto in that awful cell was the thought that at least they’d be together, Spock and Jim, at least he could give them that.

Bones tries to sacrifice himself for his best friends yet again, but this time when they get him back, they plan to keep him.

Read on AO3 here!

This was written for my McSpirk Bingo card prompt: red. Thanks to @mcspirkevents for the bingo card and all their cool events!

[fic-rec-time]

Another Life

by LullabyKnell

Star Trek AOS/Complete/Chapters: 12  Words: 61,871

In one moment, James T. Kirk is the acting captain of the U.S.S. Enterprise, on his way home to Earth after stopping the Narada. In the next moment, without explanation, James T. Kirk is an Academy cadet on academic probation again, barely a day before Nero will destroy Vulcan. 

He dares himself to do better. And with a planet on the line and no proof but his own memories, he knows that "better" means he'll need some help.

//

I am . . . beyond words. This is an amazing piece of writing. The desperate determination to save Vulcan and everybody else, Jim and Spock and Pike leaning on each other, Spock and Jim coming together as a team, the bridge crew coming together as a team, its all so good. The emotion in this sweeps you away. The mechanics of the time travel itself I won’t get into detail on, because spoilers, but it feels so true to the source material.

[aspiringnexu]

I'm pretty sure the AOS timeline was just an excuse to heap more whump on Spirk to egg on the hurt/comfort writers.

I mean Jim loses his dad the minute he was born and as a result his mother will forever see his father when she looks at him and his own birthday will be subsumed by the day his father was killed. And then his mother remarries and Jim's stepfather is an alcoholic piece of shit who drives Sam away, causing the good little boy called Jim to finally snap and spiral into bad habits and bad attitudes made even worse because his mother decides to send him to Tarsus IV and Jim has to deal with a genocide and starvation before being carted back 'home' and only joining Starfleet because Pike dares him to.

Then you have Spock who is tormented relentlessly by his peers for not conforming to Vulcan standards, whose father desperately wants his son to fit in and be normal but has not the slightest clue how to raise a child whose human half is crying out for some sort of physical parental affection. An affection that his Vulcan side refuses to get from his willing mother because of all the pressure to fit in. And then, after he manages to go above and beyond and gets a place at the Science Academy, his heritage is insulted yet again when the head Vulcan board member insults Spock's human mother and Spock's father refuses to defend her. So Spock leaves everything he's built his life towards and instead turns to Starfleet. To become the only Vulcan in the whole insitution.

Then, for kicks, they blow up Vulcan and Spock has to watch, helpless, as his mother falls to her death inches from his outstretched hand as he rematerialises on the Enterprise with the dust of his now-dead planet sticking to his face.

Its like they took Kirk and Spock, made them younger and more impressionable, and then just went to town on them with a baseball bat.

TOS Kirk and Spock have their problems, don't get me wrong, TOS Kirk had to go through Tarsus as well and TOS Spock's childhood was no picnic, but AOS decided to speedrun the trauma and dump as much as possible on these two before either of them turned 30. TOS Spock and Kirk had years of experience to draw from, AOS Kirk and Spock were thrown into a meatgrinder the minute Jim 'graduated'.

[lamelycool]

Annoy Me

Spock x Reader

A/n: this is my first fanfic so go easy on me. Just thought there needed to be more Spock fics out there! Also this isn't a specific version of Spock I just liked this gif. Also the reader is a wee bit bratty and of a southern persuasion just a warning.

Summary: You can't help but to love hitting on Spock. Much to his annoyance. Anyday now he'll airlock you. And if not him then space hr would surely. But he comes to realize he looks forward to your teasing and even encourages it. The only thing is that it takes you dying for him to realize :(

Warnings: fem reader, angst, fluff, flirting, character death?, blood, injury, drowning, throwing up.

"Whats up hot stuff, what do ya need?" You say laying your pad down with an easy going grin. After all you can't help but to smile, it is a pleasant surprise that is Spock standing in your doorway.

Spock quirks a brow up, "I am neither an item nor is my temperature high." Crossing the threashold he stops about five feet in front of you. Even that is too n close brings butterflies to your belly, jitters to your hands and makes your cheeks feel flush.

"Of course of course. Anyways what's up?" You respond quickly to distract from your flustered feelings.

"I am here to remind you of the away mission scheduled today." He says stoicly, hands pressed firmly behind his back.

"Away mission? Today? I don't remember being told about this..."

"You were messaged about this an hour and fifteen minutes ago." Spock furrows his brow slightly. Had you really been so careless as to not see the message? Or had you read it and forgotten. Spock isn't sure which is more irresponsible. He finds it odd for you to do so. You are normally very hardworking and punctual.

"Oh... I must have over looked it. Not that I'm complaining. I got an excuse to see you." Your eyes scan him from head to toe suggestive yet filled with jest. "After all your company is always more than welcome. Anyways could you summarize the mission for me? Since you're already here and all?"

"It is a standard mission. Simply a small away team to the surface of the planet to gather samples and scout the area."

"Nothings simple or standard when it comes to away missions on the Enterprise... Oh also, who all is on the away team? And more importantly will I have the pleasure of you accompanying?" Oddly enough finding yourself hoping he will be. When had your teases and jokes turned into genuine feelings? You can't help but to wonder...

"Yes I will be on the away team. There will also be two other science officers, three security officers, Dr. McCoy, and yourself. Does that satisfy all of your inquiries?" Spock states with the slightest hint of exasperation.

"Yes it does, thank you very much! You're a lifesaver." You beam at Spock.

"I fail to see how my summarizing of an away mission is saving lives." He dead pans.

He finds himself thinking, ' Why am I dragging this conversation out further? She obviously did not mean her statement in a literal sense. I'm only encouraging her teasing. I must meditate on this later.'

"I look forward to seeing you then." You say genuinely. The only statement you've said so far that wasn't paired with a joke, jest or tease.

Spock responds only with a curtious yet stiff nod. And with arms tucked behind his back he leaves. Leaving only the whoosh of the door behind him.

You breathe easy now that he's gone. Its not that he intimidates you. Well... At least not in a bad way. You just don't know how to behave around him. He makes you forget how to act. Around him you feel like a young dumb girl again.

'Snap out of it, we got a job to do!' You think with a sigh and check your messages. You must prepare for the impromptu away mission.

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"How much longer are we going to be scanning this area?" You ask Spock. You guys had been walking around and scanning for hours now. And you were quickly losing patience. How many unique plants could possibly be on this ice chunk of a planet?

"As I said two times previously only a moment longer." Spock sighs out continuing to scan the evergreen plant in front of him. He had long given up on acting like your whining was anything but annoying.

"Pphff it's too cold! Please hurry up before I lose my limbs to frostbite." You plead to him while shivering.

"I assure you that you still have at least 2.34 hours until serious frostbite would be a concern. As well as the fact complaining will not change that you are cold." Spock barely spares you a glance as he continues moving from plant to plant and scanning some rocks.

"Mr. Spockk I know you are a hotty, but how are you not even the least bit cold right now? The temperature on this planet is ridiculous!" You whine arms crossed like a petulant child.

"I never said I was not cold. I simply have control of my body and can handle it. It is an issue of the mind over matter." Spock calmy states and stands brushing the snow off his pants.

"Now come on, let us begin to our rendezvous point." Spock orders you already walking ahead.

"Hey wait up! Not everybody has pretty long legs like you do you know!" You scurry to catch up to him and luckily he is kind enough to slow his gait for you.

"My legs are not long they are proportional to my body." He says ears flush a twinge of green.

After that comment a silence falls between you two. Only the sound of crunching snow and howling wind can be heard. Said wind is whats responsible for the low visability. You have to be careful to watch your step. Because it's nearly impossible to see much further than a couple feet ahead of you. 'This is going to be a long trek back,' you think with a sigh.

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You finally reach the point where snow meets ice and sigh out a puff of air. Definitely not looking forward to crossing the frozen sea again. Just looking at it gives you the creeps. Despite the fact the ice is thick you can still see the murky black nothingness of the waters below. There's no telling what lurks beneath either.

You and Spock just began to cross when suddenly, "Hey wait Spock! Look out!" A massive beast akin to apolar bear with a set of knarly horns charges towards Spock. There's no time to grasp for your phaser. So you quickly push Spock out of the way. So that the beast collides with you instead. Once it makes contact it rams its horns deep into your abdomen and whips its head side to side painting the ice red with your blood.

Spock in a daze scrambles to pick up your phaser that had fallen. Fumbling with the settings he changes it from stun to kill. Not sparing a moment he locks on to the beast in a burning rage and pulls the trigger twice. The beams hit the beast and it collapses dead.

"Ensign? Ensign?!" Spock looks around frantically. A chill runs down his spine once he sees a hole in the ice. He rushes to the hole and hits his com badge.

Urgently he speaks, "Bones! There has been an accident. My partner has been hurt and is under the ice we will need immediate medical attention." Spock commands urgently.

"What!? Shes hurt? What do you mean under the ice? Whats going on Spock, what happened?! You green blooded hobgoblin expl-" Spock cuts off his com. He rips off his jacket and dives in the water hoping to find you before it is too late.

He swims down quickly and begins feeling around blindly for you. He searches frantically until his lungs begin to burn begging for air. Only then is when he finally latches on to an arm. Without a second to spare he drags you to the surface with him and heaves you guys back onto the ice.

"Ensign? Can you hear me? Stay with me!" Spock begs brushing your hair out from in front of your face. He lays his head against your chest to hear for a heartbeat. He listens closely for any sign of life. Spock begins to feel sick to his stomach when cannot find any and begins to panic.

"I implore you to please breathe. Please..." He begins cpr while his thoughts race. He cannot simply let you die like this. He cannot.

"Please do not do this. I do not give you permission to die. You should have never been so reckless as to do this! You are human and fragile. It was stupid! I could have taken the damage much easier-" he cuts himself off by giving you mouth to mouth resuscitation.

Not long after he started to try and breathe life into you do you jolt up and twist to the side to spew out dark water. The slightly acid water burns n hurts bout as much as it did when you first gulped it in.

Spock rubs your back through all of it while speaking to you. You can only make out bit and pieces of what he says. Mummurs of reassurance and comfort. And whether it's more for you or him is debatable.

When you are done gagging up water you cough out to him, "if you wwantedd tto kiss mme you coulve jus saidd so." Shivering violently you let out a breathless laugh you say, "II'd ddrown more offten if I knew II'd gget a kiss ffrom yyou. Mmakes it worthh iit."

Spock allows a small laugh of suprise to slip from his lips as he wraps you in his jacket. He begins to massage feeling back into your frozen hands. "No please refrain from doing such a reckless thing. I will kiss you as much as you wish without such an action." He begins to apply pressure to your wound with his unoccupied hand. You wouldn't die today and he'd still have to listen to your teasing and deal with your flirting. But he's grateful and he would have it no other way.

A/n: hope you enjoyed the fic! If you have any suggestions or criticism feel free to leave a comment. I'm very much a noob to fanfic writing especially on tumblr. Thanks for reading!