Counter Instincts
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Star Trek (the 2009!movie verse) Cambion AU
Summary: Jim's got a problem...
Word Count: 780
Rating: Teen, probably
Notes: some of these people references I haven't even seen yet, just from stuff I've read; STID has a lot of issues but the music isn't actually that bad
Of course, this ironically means that Jim Kirk finds his home not in a place (at least, not until the Enterprise) but in people. It’s also why he wanders, lost, until the second time Pike finds him and convinces him that some members of Starfleet can, in fact, be trusted. Of course, when he’s actually comfortable, he has a habit of blurting things out without thinking. Like many of the things in his life, he learned kissing others wasn’t normal when the teachers started finding it creepy instead of adorable. He’d learned to use touch instead, and that was somewhat acceptable which was good enough.
Sometimes, people take it the wrong way. He’s generally friendly, loves learning about new people and lives different than his own, and his default with dealing with new people (assuming they haven’t made a bad first impression) or, really, with dealing with anyone he doesn’t dislike, is flirting. So many people think he’s trying to get sex, and it’s not much worth trying to argue, given that he still needs to not starve, and of course, people tend to get weird when they think you’re just playing around with them, rather than being serious, so he just kind of plays along instead.
He has a bit of a problem, though. He tends to be addictive to others. It’s easier to deal with when it’s strangers he’ll never see again, and much more difficult at the Academy when he’ll be stuck with these people for a while. The jealousy and pettiness blindsides him in a way few things (Tarsus, Frank) have in his life. He knows that he’s giving Pike so much more work dealing with disgruntled cadets and he is genuinely sorry, but there’s not much he can do other than go cold turkey, which will, eventually, kill him.
To his surprise, Pike doesn’t yell at him. Of course, Boyce argues that’s clearly because it’s not something he can control, which isn’t exactly a concept he understands. No one’s ever told him that before. He doesn’t exactly say that out loud, but the doctor seems to understand that anyway and is bothered by the idea. Which, someone being worried on his behalf is kind of new, too, not that he’s complaining.
Between those two and Ruth, with an old family name, he isn’t without his defenders. Ruth had turned him down gently but firmly (one of the few who had), but definitely seemed interested in a friendship, which was a tradeoff he certainly didn’t mind. Among other things, she’d argued with someone calling him a ‘womanizer’—‘that’s a very twentieth century term and a bit inaccurate for someone who’s very clearly pansexual’, which was kind of hilarious.
Things calm down a little by the second year, when his reputation’s been firmly established. No matter how much people might want more, the fact that he turns everyone down for a second go-round gives people more realistic expectations. He’d mentioned his desire for longer-term relationships to Pike, and he’s hasn’t changed his mind, but circumstances haven’t changed, either.
Janice was the first he’d tried to have a longer relationship with, and she quickly lost interest in everything but having sex with him, which he’d noticed had started killing her. She had less and less energy and started to look sick, so he’d had to sneak out during the night. That was before Starfleet. He might mention it to Pike, sometime, but it’s not exactly something he’s proud of.
Gaila, it turns out, is perhaps the closest thing to an ideal mate he can get. He wants to see what being romantic would be like, but it weirds her out a little. She appreciates the sex, she appreciates being friends, but gifts or whatever make her uncomfortable, and more than anything else he doesn’t want to do that to any of his partners.
He’s sitting in the bar flirting when he feels something he doesn’t recognize. It feels like a ghostly touch on his bottom, but it also makes his brain…itchy?
“Buy you a drink?” He glances over, and a grey-eyed brunet is smiling at him in a way he recognizes. Still, he hesitates.
“Gary Mitchell,” the man explains, holding out a hand. “Starfleet Intelligence. I’d like to try for a friendship first.”
He relaxes a little and smiles. “You got it.”
Star Trek (the 2009!movie verse) Cambion AU
Summary: Jim's got a problem...
Word Count: 780
Rating: Teen, probably
Notes: some of these people references I haven't even seen yet, just from stuff I've read; STID has a lot of issues but the music isn't actually that bad
At some point during his life, Jim realizes that he’s kind of similar to an abused dog. Give him kindness, and he’ll slobber all over you. Not—quite—literally, but his natural instinct is to just kiss anyone he feels trust towards. It’ll take a while to get there, but once you’re there, you’re absolutely safe.
Of course, this ironically means that Jim Kirk finds his home not in a place (at least, not until the Enterprise) but in people. It’s also why he wanders, lost, until the second time Pike finds him and convinces him that some members of Starfleet can, in fact, be trusted. Of course, when he’s actually comfortable, he has a habit of blurting things out without thinking. Like many of the things in his life, he learned kissing others wasn’t normal when the teachers started finding it creepy instead of adorable. He’d learned to use touch instead, and that was somewhat acceptable which was good enough.
Sometimes, people take it the wrong way. He’s generally friendly, loves learning about new people and lives different than his own, and his default with dealing with new people (assuming they haven’t made a bad first impression) or, really, with dealing with anyone he doesn’t dislike, is flirting. So many people think he’s trying to get sex, and it’s not much worth trying to argue, given that he still needs to not starve, and of course, people tend to get weird when they think you’re just playing around with them, rather than being serious, so he just kind of plays along instead.
He has a bit of a problem, though. He tends to be addictive to others. It’s easier to deal with when it’s strangers he’ll never see again, and much more difficult at the Academy when he’ll be stuck with these people for a while. The jealousy and pettiness blindsides him in a way few things (Tarsus, Frank) have in his life. He knows that he’s giving Pike so much more work dealing with disgruntled cadets and he is genuinely sorry, but there’s not much he can do other than go cold turkey, which will, eventually, kill him.
To his surprise, Pike doesn’t yell at him. Of course, Boyce argues that’s clearly because it’s not something he can control, which isn’t exactly a concept he understands. No one’s ever told him that before. He doesn’t exactly say that out loud, but the doctor seems to understand that anyway and is bothered by the idea. Which, someone being worried on his behalf is kind of new, too, not that he’s complaining.
Between those two and Ruth, with an old family name, he isn’t without his defenders. Ruth had turned him down gently but firmly (one of the few who had), but definitely seemed interested in a friendship, which was a tradeoff he certainly didn’t mind. Among other things, she’d argued with someone calling him a ‘womanizer’—‘that’s a very twentieth century term and a bit inaccurate for someone who’s very clearly pansexual’, which was kind of hilarious.
Things calm down a little by the second year, when his reputation’s been firmly established. No matter how much people might want more, the fact that he turns everyone down for a second go-round gives people more realistic expectations. He’d mentioned his desire for longer-term relationships to Pike, and he’s hasn’t changed his mind, but circumstances haven’t changed, either.
Janice was the first he’d tried to have a longer relationship with, and she quickly lost interest in everything but having sex with him, which he’d noticed had started killing her. She had less and less energy and started to look sick, so he’d had to sneak out during the night. That was before Starfleet. He might mention it to Pike, sometime, but it’s not exactly something he’s proud of.
Gaila, it turns out, is perhaps the closest thing to an ideal mate he can get. He wants to see what being romantic would be like, but it weirds her out a little. She appreciates the sex, she appreciates being friends, but gifts or whatever make her uncomfortable, and more than anything else he doesn’t want to do that to any of his partners.
He’s sitting in the bar flirting when he feels something he doesn’t recognize. It feels like a ghostly touch on his bottom, but it also makes his brain…itchy?
“Buy you a drink?” He glances over, and a grey-eyed brunet is smiling at him in a way he recognizes. Still, he hesitates.
“Gary Mitchell,” the man explains, holding out a hand. “Starfleet Intelligence. I’d like to try for a friendship first.”
He relaxes a little and smiles. “You got it.”
