Spock/Uhura Request Meme

[darkqueenakasha.livejournal.com]

Here is where you can request Spock/Uhura fic. All character versions are allowed (TOS Spock, AOS/nu! Spock, Spock Prime, Mirror Verse Spock and the same applies to Uhura). Requests can be kink or not, it doesn't really matter. You may request using your user name or post anonymously.

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Comments

[nostalgia788.livejournal.com]

I think we should do some hardcore bdsm and bondage fics. Also, some good Zach/Zoe fics would be awesome. :D

[cleojones.livejournal.com]

YES TO THE FIRST!
*thinking of a prompt*

[meiou-set.livejournal.com]

This is awesome--thank you so much!

"He's just not that into you."

[(Anonymous)]

I've seen the movie and love the books. The books follow the format, "If a guy does this, what does that mean?" and the answer "He's just not that into you." Well, I want Spock not being into Kirk (because he's interested in Uhura. That point doesn't have to be included). Have Kirk try everything you want, even sexual advances. I'd like to see Kirk come to the realization that Spock isn't into him when he finds him getting it on with Uhura.

Re: "He's just not that into you."

[(Anonymous)]

And this would be the attitude that turned me off Spock/Uhura forever.

"Hey! Let's bash Kirk!"

"Hey! Let's bash Kirk/Spock!"

"Hey! Let's bash everything that isn't Spock/Uhura!"

IDIC, morons. This is why the rest of fandom doesn't bother filling your prompts. You don't deserve it.

Mr Know-It-All

[(Anonymous)]

prompt: I see a lot of fic where Spock doesn't know this or that. I imagine him reading everything he can get his hands on. So, he's Mr Know it All. How does that turn into porn, I don't know Anon but make it so. Maybe knock him off his high horse or have him cocky? Just because he knows something doesn't mean he's actually done it. ^_~

Cat Fight

[(Anonymous)]

T'Pring vs Uhura. Spock gets turned on and sexytimes come after.

Re: Cat Fight

[wildejoy.livejournal.com]

I don't know if this is exactly what you had in mind, but I hope you enjoy anyway!

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There was no logical reason for this.

Spock had the inexplicable urge to bite his lip or clench his hands or shift his footing. He felt warm, warmer than usual, and his clothes scratched at his skin. He felt the same way he did during his sexual relations with Nyota, which was - though he did not like to repeat himself - illogical. He was not in physical contact with Nyota, or any other woman. Pon farr was still years away. There was no reason...

Nyota twisted her hand into T’Pring’s elaborately-styled hair, fingers hooking into the beads that draped around it, and pulled. T’Pring’s jaw clenched and she made a very quiet sort of squeak – she did not allow herself to yelp, though Spock knew firsthand the impressive strength Nyota could command (they were not always gentle in their encounters).

Spock had already tried to diffuse the conflict well before it had become physical. Nyota, however, was insistent that she would win Spock “fair and square”, in her words. She had held her chin high, and her facial expression had been somehow... hungry. Possessive.

Simply the memory of it sucked the moisture from Spock’s mouth.

T’Pring was stronger than Nyota, of course, due to Vulcan physiology. Evidently, Nyota had anticipated this: she did not attempt to win by brute force. She was sly, ducking under T’Pring’s punches to strike from behind, slipping away before T’Pring could turn and attack. T’Pring had begun trying to strike without turning; stepping on Nyota’s toes (a childish attack, particularly since Starfleet uniform boots were sturdy – Spock doubted Nyota even noticed) or jabbing her elbow back into Nyota’s stomach. Though the former tactic did work once, Nyota was still too quick.
Unless Spock was mistaken, Nyota had taken only one solid to her ribs throughout the fight.

And now the small pearls that had adorned T’Pring’s hair clattered to the floor, and Nyota yanked at T’Pring’s hair until she was on her knees, and low enough that Nyota could swing a leg around her neck and shove her to the floor. With a knee pressed into T’Pring’s throat, Nyota reached beneath her skirt for the small knife she always kept strapped to her thigh. The skirt caught on the now-empty holster, and even as the point of a blade rested against the flesh covering T’Pring’s heart, Spock’s eyes were held by the long stretch of thigh that was still revealed.

“T’Pring,” he said, slightly alarmed to hear his own voice so husky. T’Pring was frozen, breathing in short, shallow rasps as Nyota’s knee hindered the flow of air – but Spock saw her eyes flicker to him and narrow. “You must concede defeat. I do not think it wise to test Nyota’s resolve.”

There was a moment of pause, and then T’Pring opened her mouth, attempting speech. Nyota eased the pressure of her knee until T’Pring’s voice was steady. “I yield,” she said.

Nyota had been somewhat straddling T’Pring; she swung her leg back over and rose in one graceful motion, resheathing her knife and smoothing down her skirt. By her expression and comportment, Spock might not have known that she had been engaged in mortal combat only moments before. However, her hair, usually sleek and immaculate, was tangled and flyaway, loose strands curled around her cheeks. Her skin glistened very faintly with sweat, and her cheeks were flushed. Her breath came out in small, quiet puffs – she was evidently attempting to even her respiration. Her eyes met Spock’s as she tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, and he saw triumph in her dark eyes. She looked very nearly smug, an expression he was more accustomed to seeing on the captain’s face. Then, it was frustrating – but on Nyota, this look affected him in ways he did not want to admit.

Spock folded his hands in front of him as quickly as he dared. Nyota watched him, a sly curl to one corner of her mouth, eyes so dark they seemed black, tempting and seductive and he saw that she knew.

[(Anonymous)]

Five times Spock showed no interest in Uhura and one time he totally did.

Jealous Spock maybe and Uhura flirting. Add sex, sexual tension, sexytimez if you want.

pt 1

[(Anonymous)]

ohhh, this didnt go exactly as planned. so sorry.
Nyota was used to perfect marks – couldn’t fathom anything but 5’s on her assignments - so when the first research paper of her Starfleet Career came back with a high 4, she was floored. She waited patiently in the queue of cadets waiting after class.

The large Asian girl ahead of her spoke meekly to the commander. “Sir, I…don’t understand why I received a 3 on this assignment.”

The Commander was a tall, imposing man, but the look he gave Nyota’s classmate was mild. “Cadet Jensen, your paper on Communicative Subspace Anomalies in the 89645 Delta Orbit was well-written and perfectly adequate. However, I do not believe in inflating marks. A mark of 3 demonstrates fulfillment of the required elements.” The Commander was speaking loud enough for the queue of cadets to hear, and Nyota’s ears burned knowing that this speech was intended for all of them. “A 3 is average for this class. A mark higher than that requires…the exceptional.”

His eyes settled on her. “May I help you, Cadet?” He looked at her impassively – like a Vulcan. There was no emotion.

“No, Commander.”

Nyota took her 4 and resolved to never, ever ask him a question unless it was absolutely necessary.


She had a short solo in the winter concert – short, but a solo all the same. It was an honor rarely extended to First Year Cadets. Hijo Innocente was a very beautiful winter hymn, old fashioned, nostalgic, and beloved by much of Earth’s citizens. Nyota felt her voice swell into the ceiling of the campus auditorium, and as she held that final, impossibly long note, she smiled to see tears winking on a few cheeks in the audience.

The Commander, though, was near the front row, formal as ever in his black uniform. He was looking straight ahead, with that same cool expression. Completely untouched.

Nyota couldn’t help wishing that he hadn’t heard her sing.


It’s not entirely a surprise when she is selected for roster duty. She had put in for it at the beginning of her Third Year, and she fully expected to be helping in one of the lower level communications classes, preferably alongside her mentor, a grandmotherly Admiral who had taken a personal interest in Nyota.

But she could not have been more surprised when the communiqué came through on her data pad, cordially offering her roster duty for Commander Spock and one of his cosmology calculations class. Nyota had never excelled in the astrosciences, and she felt numb, terrified at the thought of trying to lead her fellow students in the subject.

She said as much when she met with the Commander in his office.

“I am confused by your reticence, Cadet. Are you concerned about your time management?”

“No. I just – I’m not that good at it. Cosmology.” Nyota lowered her head. She hated admitting deficiencies.

He dismissed her fear as if it were nothing. “Your marks in my astrophysics class were more than adequate. I would not have approved your assignment as the duty for this section if I did not think you were capable.”

Nyota kept looking at her fingers.

He paused for a moment. “However, if you feel yourself incapable I can request a transfer –“

“No.” Nyota interrupted the Commander most rudely. “No, I’ll do it.”

He nodded at her, like it didn’t matter either way if she did or did not.


Her mother died. It wasn’t entirely unexpected, but it hurt all the same. Gaila held her while she cried that night in her bed. A transport back home was organized, just for her. Her mentor sent her flowers and arranged for her mother’s name to be announced during chapel. The duty roster from another class offered to cover her responsibilities under Commander Spock.

“Please, take your time at home, Uhura,” said the duty. “I’ll cover for you here as long as you need.”

For all of Starfleet’s austere attitudes, Nyota could not have been held more gently by the institution as a whole. It made it easier to leave the loving embrace of her family, and return back to school.

The Commander greeted her upon her return as if she’d never left. In some ways, it was oddly comforting.

[(Anonymous)]

Body Worship Slave fic
read all about it http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Body_worship
I'd love to see cock worship but am thinking it would be ooc for Uhura. I don't see her as much of a sub unless its for Pon Farr Spock. I could so see this being flipped and have Spock worship her in a hot slave fic kind of way. (omg)

[anijade.livejournal.com]

I see Spock as her submissive I would love to see a fic how they lead that double life on the Enterprise

[nostalgia788.livejournal.com]

YES

[(Anonymous)]

Conversations with myself
Spock and Spock Prime are working with the transporter to fix a malfunction when Mirror Spock appears. A mind meld times 3 happens to extract information. In this world, Spock and Uhura are nothing, just coworkers. In Spock Prime's world, they were close friends and nothing more. Spock Prime thought about what it would be like to have her as something else but never acted upon it. In Mirror Spock's world, they were lovers/have extreme sexual desire/tension with one another/or they can hate one another. Having glimpsed into both worlds, Spock decides what kind of future with Uhura he wants. Add sex wherever or not.

[(Anonymous)]

Mirror Uhura has something to say
Uhura wishes she had the confidence to tell Spock how she feels. Mirror Uhura comes in for some reason and is all over Spock. Mirror Uhura tells Spock exactly how she feels/teases (Spock doesn't know it's Mirror Uhura) and that's all, leaving him hot and bothered. Then she returns to her universe. In comes regular Uhura. Spock is all over her and she has no clue why but likes it!!!!!

I want a hot steamy confession from Spock. No 'feeling is mutual' stuff. Needs more explicit words or actions. Sex actions are always good.

[morlockiness.livejournal.com]

Seconding this and possibly writing it when I get back from my vacation.

Spock likes her new uniform

[darkqueenakasha.livejournal.com]

http://community.livejournal.com/st_xi_kink/2494.html?thread=5729726#t5729726

[(Anonymous)]

Vulcans meditate, so what if they have a Vulcan Kama Sutra?
Or Vulcan tantric sex?

Go nuts anon.

[orphica.livejournal.com]

So, it took me forever to write this, I realize, but... better late that never, right?

http://orphica.livejournal.com/3150.html

[(Anonymous)]

5 Times Spock has seen Nyota naked and one time she didn't know about.

Preferably that one time came BEFORE they hooked up.

[(Anonymous)]

does he jack off because if he did, omg hot

[(Anonymous)]

uhura and spock as parents - and their child tries to out-logic them out of bedtime.

Illogical Bed Time

[(Anonymous)]

( Theres loads of spelling mistakes because my muse was eager to write this...)

"Mother, I do not requier sleep"
Uhura rubbed her temples as she sighed. Another night of trying to get her child into bed. She started early tonight to avoid the four hour debate of why her and Spock's five year old half-human and vulcan daughter have to go to sleep.
"Am'nessa, I refuse to have this discussion with you again" said Uhura with her hands on her hips, "now put your pajamas on"
"but mother I have proof of why I don't need to go to bed or to go to bed ever" said Am'nessa as she walked to the bathroom, " I did my research"
Uhura lifted an eyebrow. She'd have to admit, Am'nessa is deffinately their child with her determination and Spock's wit. "fine, you can present it to your father and I after your ready for bed"
"But I won't be going to bed so I don't need to get ready" said Am'nessa with a twitch of her mouth. Uhura gave her a look and Am'nessa's pointed eyebrows went up and she ran down the hall way.
******
As Am'nessa was getting ready, Uhura went to her own room. The door slid open to reveal her husband, sitting by the computer reading some reports. She walked over to him and touched his head, running her fingers through his raven hair, still not a grey strand in sight. She bent down and kissed his earlobe.
"Spock"
" Yes, Nyota?"
" Your daughter has another reason for not going to bed tonight"
Though her eyes where closed she felt his eyebrow rise.
" Thats why she wanted to use the computer" said Spock
" If you don't out-logic her this time, it's your fault" she muttered
" She does have a right to prepare her argument Nyota" he said, also closing his eyes to her petting.
" True, but I thought this was going to be easy like when we persuaded her out of geting a tribble as a pet" said Uhura
" We had help from McCoy" he said turning to her, " but none from Jim"
" He was encoraging it" said Uhura flatly, "giving her names... what did he tell her to name it?"
" Jeffery, Jeffrey the Tribble"
Uhura laughed and Spock smirked, remembering the pure excitement that Jim had when Am'nessa said she wanted a tribble.
" Mother! Father! I'm ready now!" yelled Am'nessa from the living room.
*****
Spock sat in a armchair across from Uhura, who was sitting in a love seat and Am'nessa sitting on the floor under her mother. Uhura started to loosen her daughers long inky black hair from its high pony tail and started to brush it out.
" please preceed with your facts Am'nessa" said Spock
" Yes father" she said as her head softly pulled back from Uhura's brushing, " I do not need to go to bed because I am half vulcan and vulcan children do not need as much sleep as a human child. A human child needs 10 to 11 hours of sleep, when a vulcan child needs 4 to 3 hours"
Uhura stopped brushing and looked at Spock praying that he has a rebuttle that would debunk her opening statement. Spock nodded.
"Logical statement" he said
Am'nessa started to grin in delight.
"But it is flawed"
"What? But father I am Vulcan and that means I can go to bed as late as I want and still be able to function" wined Am'nessa
"Am'nessa, listen to your father" said Uhura
"The information was right I know it" she muttered in swahili
" My daughter the only way it is flawed is that you didn't put yourself in the equation" said Spock, " your are only one fourth Vulcan, with an intermix of both Human and Vulcan physiologies living on Earth.If my calculations are corect your sleeping patters should be of a Human child"
Am'nessa sighed, "Okay. I am sorry that I doubted you Mother, Father"
" It's okay" said Uhura pulling her into a hug, " we still love you" she squiwermed in Uhura's arms when she tickled her neck and pointed ears she inherited from her father. Am'nessa walked over to Spock and held out her small brown hands. He held them the way Vulcans would with the ones they loved and she smiled and fell into his arms. Spock gently wrapped his arms around her.
" Daddy, can ayou and mommy sing me to sleep?" she asked.
" Of course"

[razycrandomgirl.livejournal.com]

I have my heart set on reading a cracky Spock/Uhura body swap fic.



Anyone?

[cleojones.livejournal.com]

Spock always pleases Nyota.

Uhura wants to know what pleases Spock and promises to indulge it whatever it is.

Turns out Spock would love to see Nyota nude and completely tied up from head to toe.

Slow patient binding, forced orgasm, and rough sex pleasethanx.

And have Spock, please be wearing that black uniform, at least for most of it. :D

The Hunt/Cat and Mouse

[darkqueenakasha.livejournal.com]

*finding her old kink meme prompts and posting them here*

http://community.livejournal.com/st_xi_kink/2494.html?thread=5589438#t5589438

Inspired by this fic
http://community.livejournal.com/spock_uhura/169077.html

I want to see more cat and mouse/the hunter and the hunted/come and get it Spock/Uhura. That fic was the first time I've saw it and loved it! I just love aggressive Spock and the thrill of the chase/hunt. Make him work for it.

Make him beg

[(Anonymous)]

In most Pon Farr fics, Spock is the dominate one. The prompter wanted to see Spock begging to be fucked and have Kirk fill his wish. I'd like to see this one not with Kirk but with Uhura.

[recumbentgoat.livejournal.com]

i just posted a prompted for more vampire!Spock. so....Spock gets turned into a vampire (and for some reason I see Sarek doing this--twisted i know).

so sexy hot vampire sex w/ Uhura!! please!!

+

[darkqueenakasha.livejournal.com]

I've been watching True Blood. I recently finished season one and ordered HBO for season two (yay). I wanted to see vampire action in S/U but had no idea how the hell to make it believable. So...thank you!

[(Anonymous)]

Insatiable!Spock
SexSpent!Uhura

First time sex

Uhura expects to have to have to walk him through. Turns out, she's in over her head. Multiple sexytimes with Uhura barely keeping up.

Make sure Spock remains smug and barely expressive while Uhura has screaming orgasms.

[(Anonymous)]

Guh! Very hot thoughts come to mind with this prompt...

[(Anonymous)]

Spock gets a lapdance. Uhura is either emboldened by mild intoxication or doing it just for shits and giggles. Really I don't care, there just needs to be lapdancing.

[(Anonymous)]

Five times Spock accidentally mind melded with Uhura and revealed sexy thoughts and 1 time he didn't (or did it on purpose).

[(Anonymous)]

THIS.

[(Anonymous)]

inspired by this prompt http://community.livejournal.com/st_xi_kink/2494.html?thread=5361598#t5361598

Please could I have a game of Spin The Bottle, Truth or Dare, or I Have Never. Any of those, I don't mind which you prefer. Involving the whole team but with KirkUhura/Spock as the main pairing, possibly revealing their relationship to the others through their answers/actions?

5 times Spock shocks Uhura in bed

[(Anonymous)]

Anal play as prelude to cunt worship!

I got this idea stuck in my head where pre-Surak Vulcan culture pretty much worshiped pussy. Takes "holiest of holies" to a new level. I can totally imagine pon farr being involved with them nearly killing themselves off. Won't go into polyandry and Vulcan men fighting over whose turn it is to fuck or lick this one woman's pussy.

What if little bit of that attitude remained so that Vulcans of Spock's time have some weird ideas about what's intimate and what isn't. Sort of a hierarchy of sacred sex acts that goes from eyes to hands to mouth to breasts & nipples to anus to genitals.

In other words, Spock could at first be more comfortable with Uhura fingering his bum than with her sucking him off or him eating her out.

[(Anonymous)]

original http://community.livejournal.com/st_xi_kink/2494.html?thread=5374142#t5374142

Uhura Anyone/Spock (must be bottom!Spock) Don't care who tops.

Spock is tied up with ropes or handcuffs, with the line "You break these and we stop."