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In Our Favor

Part 371

McCoy

The flight back from the chalet to the palace was quick and McCoy barely had time to think about flying before they were on the ground again. A quick drive and he and Scotty were dropping their bags in their room. They spent the rest of the day relaxing and lounging around in their favorite places.

The next morning after breakfast, Spock, Sarek, and Amanda arrived back at the palace with Jim.

“I want to know everything!” he exclaimed as he hugged the four younger people. “And then of course I want to do some baking!” He said the last bit to Francine as he hurried to hug her.

Francine laughed. “Of course we will. But we still have a week lad.”

Soon enough Jim had led McCoy and Scotty, Robbie and Leah, and Spock away to chat and catch up.

“How on earth did you get caught in an avalanche?” Jim demanded once they were all sitting and settled.

Spock must have seen a look on their faces. “Perhaps, ashayam, they would not like to think about it.”

But Leah waved a hand to dismiss the thought. “Father had it— well Dr. Boyce had it looked into for Father. The management at the hill changed hands a few years back and in the desire for profit, cut corners.”

“That does not seem very Georgiaren,” Spock frowned.

“Right?” McCoy agreed. “The new company was a group from off planet.”

“Bet they're in for it now,” Jim said with a grin. “They’re lucky no one was killed, but you two getting caught in it?” Jim shook his head ruefully as he glanced from McCoy to Leah.

“They have been shut down for the time being until they are in compliance again,” Leah said. “The labor minister is taking it extra seriously.”

“Of course he is,” Jim agreed. “Can’t let bad things happen to the future queen.”

McCoy saw his sister glance quickly at Robbie.

“Or her future husband,” Leah said.

“Yeah,” Jim agreed. He blinked suddenly. “Wait, what?”

Leah held up her hand with the ring.

“Congratulations princess, Robbie,” said Spock with a touch of a smile on his lips.

“What?!” Jim cried out again. He was on his feet and across to Leah to look at the ring. “When did you ask?” He looked at Robbie.

Robbie blushed lightly.

“When we were trapped in the avalanche.”

“Of course you did!” Jim laughed. “I get to be ‘man of honor,’ right?” he asked Leah with a grin.

“Uh, I’m right here,” McCoy said with his own grin.

Jim waved a dismissive hand at him. “Why have her boring old brother, when she can have Starfleet’s future best captain?”

“And here I thought a trip to Vulcan might humble ye a wee bit,” Scotty laughed.

“Pretty sure it’s my opinion that matters,” Leah said to Jim with a roll of her eyes.

“Wherever I am, you say the word and I’ll be here,” Jim grinned. “When is it going to be anyway?” He finally walked back to his seat by Spock.

“Not for a few years probably,” Robbie said. “I’ve got to finish school and we’ve got so much more to learn.”

“But waiting won’t be hard with you here,” Leah said, taking Robbie’s hand and squeezing.

“Eww,” said McCoy with a chuckle. “How was Vulcan?” he asked, turning to Spock.

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Robbie

It was nice to be back in the palace. Especially with Jim and Spock there too. Robbie had missed his friends very much and he knew that he would miss them again as soon as Scotty and the others had to go back to the academy.

Leah seemed to notice that something was on the young Scotsman's mind when they came into their room after a day together with the others and sat down on the sofa, which was in a corner.

"What's the matter, darling? You look so thoughtful." Leah tenderly ran her fingers through Robbie's hair and he sighed heavily.

"It's just... I've been thinking about what our wedding will be like."

That made Leah raise an eyebrow and she tilted her head.

"Oh wow, I didn't expect the thought of our wedding to make you look so depressed," she said and Robbie shook his head quickly.

"Nae, nae. It's not like that. I cannae imagine anything better than marrying ye, but I wonder if it can all work out the way we dream it will. Monty, Leonard... all of our friends will probably be in space when the day finally comes and who knows when they'll get close to Earth again. I don't want to wait forever until we can finally get married."

Leah's features softened and she smiled.

"Oh Robbie, you just worry way too much. It's all going to work out. And it's going to be beautiful. The best day of our lives." She gave her fiancé a kiss before continuing. "And if it really does look like our loved ones will be sitting in a spaceship exploring the universe during the ceremony, then we'll just get married beforehand. Completely private. Just us and our family and closest friends. That will be our real wedding. All the official stuff will just be a formality."

That made Robbie smile, too, and he leaned his head against Leah's, snuggling into her.

"Aye. Ye're right. I really shouldn't worry so much, eh?"

"Exactly. Instead you should be massaging your beloved fiancée. My shoulders are all tense and only your strong hands can help."

Robbie giggled.

"Well then... let me be a good fiancé and take care of ye."

Leah was right. He shouldn't worry too much. All that mattered was living in the moment.

Robbie was up early the next morning. Instead of staying in bed, he decided to leave a message for Leah and then go for a walk outside.

The weather was cool but pleasant and Robbie enjoyed clearing his head.

However, he was surprised to find that he wasn't walking through the palace gardens alone.

The Scotsman heard footsteps behind him, but even before he could turn around, a hand clapped on his shoulder.

"Robbie, good morning!"

"Oh, good morning, Jim. What are ye doing out here so early?"

Without much ado, Jim looked down at himself and drew attention to the jogging suit he was wearing. Robbie nodded understandingly.

They started moving and walked on.

"You'd better tell me what you're doing out here."

In response, the young Scotsman just shrugged his shoulders.

"I couldn't sleep anymore."

"Okay, okay, I see..." Jim nodded and was silent for a moment before continuing. "And why is that? What's going on? Tell your good old friend Jim."

And Robbie did. He told Jim about the conversation with Granddad. He told him about his worries that Scotty and everyone else might be gone when the wedding took place.

And Jim just listened to him. Yes... he could be a real chatterbox sometimes, but at the important moments he knew how to keep quiet.

Only when Robbie had finished did the blond bring him to a halt and speak up again.

"Now listen to me, Robbie. I want you to ignore the future. I don't want you to worry about things that might happen. And not about things that have happened. I want you to live every day like it's your last. Live your life, love your fiancée and make the most of every minute." Jim swallowed hard and blinked rapidly. "If... if there's one thing my father's death has taught me, it's that you never know what's coming. You can only make the best of every moment. Worry and anxiety won't get you anywhere."

For a moment, Robbie just looked at Jim, then hugged him tightly. He knew they both needed it.

"Thanks, Jim."

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Artist Scam

There's an artist scam going around on all fanfiction websites (including attempts on the CFAA), whereby someone comments on a fic saying they were so inspired, they'd like to do paid work for you.  Sometimes these are lazy plug-and-play comments that have no story details, sometimes they're more elaborate, but they are always a scam.  Always.  I'm going to be watching (this is why the invite queue has such a long delay), but if you get one of these comments via guest commenting or anything else, let me know on Discord or Tumblr ASAP.

1.) No real artists begs for commissions on peoples' fanfiction.

2.) Commercialization of the CFAA (and AO3! and every other archive running OTW-A!) is against the terms of service and will be dealt with swiftly and harshly.

3.) They'll steal your money.  If they give you anything back, it'll be some lazy, AI-generated bullshit.  Don't fall for it.  A real artist fan of your work who was that inspired would almost always either draw for it and gift it to you, or would ask if they could draw for it and gift it to you.  I've done that myself.  What they will never do is come and ask you for money.

Be safe out there, this is going on everywhere.

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Update: The shocking answer how the dog scared his owners was that he ate effing 4,000 $! (The dog was alright in the end, don't worry)

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It's Cecil's birthday and German quiz tv-show asks a question about a dog named Cecil. Coincidence? I don't think so!

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It's Cecil's birthday and German quiz tv-show asks a question about a dog named Cecil. Coincidence? I don't think so!

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An ant. I can work with this I think xD

You show up for your first day at Copyright-Free Magic School. As you're going through orientation, you're informed that all new students get a school-assigned familiar that they are responsible for housing and maintaining. The staff member assures you that your assigned familiar is appropriately chosen and reflects you in some way.

Spin this to find out yours. (Remember, you are responsible for maintaining this familiar in your dorm room.)

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I think this has to be the only canon + heterosexual pairing I ship xD

these two and his "I Love You" ugh

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Wait, you were actually born in the 1900's? Thats so cool

i am going to eat my own entire skin

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Thanks for the tag @simmeons ~

last song on your repeat playlist:

(Awesome song by a German artist! I love it!)

first song when you shuffle liked songs:

(Disney songs – always a win!)

fifth on daylist:

(Um ... never heard this song before, but ... okay xD

Daylist called "extremo creepypasta evening" lol )

your choice:

(One of my favorite villain turning good/reasonable songs ~)

No pressure tags: @l0vel3ss-l1nds3y @thesconesyard @randompurr @sideshowkaz and whoever wants to join ~

Here - tag game. Reblog this and add some music for me to listen to

(If you don't use Spotify use your Preferred Music Listening Platform's closest equivalent categories)

Last Song On Your On Repeat:

First Song When You Shuffle Your Liked Songs:

Fifth Song On Your Daylist:

[Daylist title: dad rock rocking on saturday afternoon]

Your Choice:

Pressure free tags: @dogsdeerandteeth @thosemessyvibes @skooma-puma @howellslides @gotta-have-faye @lyrasringofstardust @starquiet

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In Our Favor

Part 369

McCoy

Everyone had settled back into their spots around the room again as the call with Jim and Spock ended.

“I suppose now is as good a time as any for the Yule bread,” Francine said with a smile.

“I’ll help,” McCoy said, getting back to his feet.

Together he and Francine went to the kitchen.

“Oh, your highness! Mrs. Scott!”

A pair of the kitchen staff were sitting at a counter, eating.

“No, no dearies!” Francine said with a kind wave of her hand. “We don’t need anything but the bread.”

“Yes ma’am.” One of the women got up. “We kept it warm over here like you asked.” She went over to an oven and pulled out a tray.

“We can do the rest,” Francine assured her.

McCoy reached onto a shelf and pulled down a nice platter. “This’ll work, right?”

“Of course Leonard.”

“Who do you think will get the luck this year?” he asked as they returned to the living room.

“Who can say?” Francine smiled at him as she shrugged.

As they entered the room, he passed the tray to Francine and went to the table set up with tea and cocoa.

“Does anyone need more?” he asked, gesturing to the drinks.

“Yes please Leonard,” Eleanor said and held out her cup.

He took it as Francine began to hand out the bread. McCoy refilled the queen’s cup, then got himself and Scotty some more cocoa.

“It smells delicious,” David nodded approvingly as he accepted his bread from Francine.

“Who will it be this year?” Leah grinned before beginning to eat. “Can’t be Lenny again this year can it?” she said after swallowing.

McCoy made a face at her, but began to eat as well. For a few moments the room was quiet as everyone ate. Eyes looked around, waiting to see who would find the baked in trinket and receive the luck for the year.

“Not me,” Dr. Boyce chuckled as he popped his last bite in his mouth.

With every bite McCoy was cautious, remembering the previous year when he had gotten the trinket.

“Oh!”

Everyone looked over at the king lifting a napkin to his face. A moment later he swallowed the food in his mouth and lifted the small ring from the napkin.

“Congratulations lad,” Alasdair told him. “With the past two years these children have given ye, ye deserve a year of good fortune.”

“I hope so,” David agreed readily.

“What would you like to do with this last afternoon?” McCoy asked as he and Scotty carried their presents up to their room. In the morning they would return to the palace. “Take another walk out in the snow before we go back to nice warm weather?”

Scotty laughed. “You’re cold at the palace too this time of year.”

“True,” McCoy admitted. “But it’s still warmer than here.”

“Let’s go for a walk. Then come back and warm up?”

“And curl up in the library with our new books?”

“Aye, that sounds like a good plan.”

“Want to ask Leah and Robbie if they want to go too?” McCoy opened the door to their room, and kicked it shut behind them.

“Only if we all promise to be careful and not get hurt.” Scotty’s smile twitched on his face.

“Yes. What’s with the four of us being in the snow together?” McCoy shook his head in wonder. Leah’s broken ankle, and then the avalanche. “Hopefully the worst thing would be getting hit with a snowball by Leah.”

They had dropped their presents on the bed. They would have to pack in the evening and the gifts could be dealt with then.

“I’ll pop Leah a message.” McCoy picked up his PADD, glancing past greetings and Christmas wishes from friends.

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Scotty

"It's really beautiful here. But I really think we should all spend the holidays together in our home country next year."

Leah and Robbie had replied quickly to Leonard's message and now the two couples were walking through the snow-covered landscape.

"Aye, Robbie's right. Scotland is great at this time of year!" Scotty's eyes sparkled as he thought of the Christmas season in his homeland. The town was always gorgeously decorated and there were so many great things to do.

"I'm sure it won't take much to convince Father and Mother of this idea. They've both often talked about it being time for them to visit Francine and Alasdair for a longer period of time," Leah said with a grin and Leonard also smiled.

"Then it's a done deal. We'll celebrate Christmas in Aberdeen next year."

Nods of agreement followed the prince's words and the first plans for the event were quickly made. It was still a year away, but you could never start collecting enough ideas.

When they returned to the chalet, a pot of hot chocolate and cookies were already waiting for the four of them.

Francine and Eleanor were sitting together in one of the sitting rooms talking about this and that, but it was clear that they had just been waiting for their children to return.

"There you are at last! We were getting worried!" said Eleanor and Francine looked incredibly relieved to see the young folks.

"We were just out for a little walk, Mother," Leah replied.

"Aye, but ye never know with ye lot. After all, enough has happened in this place when ye're out together."

"A mhàthair!" Robbie just rolled his eyes. "We can take care of ourselves."

"Of course ye can. But now it's time for ye to warm up and spend some time with your old moms. We haven't really had a chance to talk to ye in peace yet. Have a seat with us."

With an inviting hand gesture, Elanor and Francine waved their children over to them and when they told them about their plans for next year, a topic of conversation was quickly found.

It was really very easy to get the two women, who had become good friends, interested in an idea.

That evening, Scotty and Leonard lay in bed together. Their things were already packed, but they had each kept a book on the bedside table.

Nevertheless, they just lay there cuddled up together and read nothing. They just wanted to enjoy the quiet time together and concentrate fully on each other.

"I'm going to miss this time," Scotty murmured softly and Leonard, who was gently running his hand through his hair, paused and looked at his husband questioningly.

"What do you mean?"

Scotty shrugged his shoulders and sighed.

"Well... time with the family. Once we're up there in space on a mission, we won't be able to get together for the holidays just like that."

The Scotsman felt a few tears forming in his eyes and Leonard held him a little tighter.

"We'll still have contact with each other. We'll write to each other and talk on the phone and we'll also visit Earth or Georgiares from time to time. And you mustn't forget the most important thing..."

Scotty lifted his head to look into Leonard's face and the prince smiled.

"We have each other. That's all that matters."

That made Scotty smile too and he nodded.

"Aye. Aye, we do. Tha gaol agam ort, a Leonard."

"And I love you."

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Early morning ranting:

You know what I hate? When people I follow on tumblr reblog art of ships I really really don't like and since they don't tag it those pictures keep on appearing on my dash and I can't get rid of those pictures because the tags I blocked don't work if stuff isn't tagged!

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few things more humbling than the realization that you really do write the same fic(s) over and over again

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In Our Favor

Part 367

McCoy

“Merry Christmas mo ghràdh.”

McCoy stretched a little then opened his eyes to look at his husband above him. Scotty leaned down and McCoy met him for a brief kiss.

“Merry Christmas darlin’,” he said when they broke apart. He laid his head back on the pillow and closed his eyes. He blew out a long breath.

McCoy sat up quickly a moment later and hurried over to the windows. He peeked outside, then threw back the curtains.

“It’s snowing,” he said as he walked quickly back to the bed. “C’mere.” He reached for Scotty as he pulled the covers back up with his other hand.

“How could this be any better?” he asked as he snuggled against Scotty. “Christmas and snow and you!” He tipped his head into Scotty’s hand as the Scotsman’s fingers went through his hair.

“Aye, it’s very nice,” Scotty agreed softly. “But presents and family and breakfast are nice too.”

McCoy let out a laugh. “Let us enjoy this for at least a few minutes.”

“Alright love,” Scotty said. He pressed a kiss to the top of McCoy’s head.

Thirty minutes later found them cleaned and dressed and entering the dining room. Dr. Boyce was alone at the table.

“Good morning, merry Christmas,” he greeted them.

“Merry Christmas to you too,” McCoy smiled back. “Are we late?” He glanced around the empty table. Plates were still set.

Dr. Boyce gave a loud chuckle. “It appears everyone has decided to sleep in today.”

“I knew we should have stayed in bed,” McCoy said to Scotty. His husband laughed and sat down.

“Good morning your highness, sir,” an older woman greeted them as she entered through the kitchen door. “I thought I heard voices. I’ll have something out in just a moment.”

“Thank you,” McCoy called after her.

“I thought yer family let the staff have Christmas off,” Scotty said quietly.

“We do,” McCoy said quickly. “A few of the people who live up here volunteered to stay. They had nowhere else to be this year.”

“Oh.”

“I’m surprised Mr. Scott wasn’t the first person up,” Dr. Boyce said.

“Who said he wasn’t lad?”

Dr. Boyce turned as Granddad walked in.

“Forgive me,” Dr. Boyce smiled.

Granddad nodded. “Aye, I’ve been up. I just don’t feel like moving fast today.”

“Merry Christmas Granddad,” Scotty said across the table.

“And merry Christmas to ye lads,” Alasdair replied looking at the three others.

The kitchen door opened and the older woman came back with dishes she set in front of them.

Breakfast was lively. The king and queen had been the last to the table. Leah looked to be glowing and her eyes were filled with stars whenever she looked at Robbie. The younger Scott looked quite pleased as well.

“I suppose you children can’t wait any longer,” Eleanor teased as they all finished eating. “Come on then.” She stood up and taking David’s arm led the way to the living room with the Christmas tree.

“Go on then,” she laughed and gestured to the tree and the presents below it.

Part 368

Scotty

"Oh wow! Look at this!"

"Ooo! That's so cool!"

"I always wanted to read this book."

Several voices echoed through the living room as everyone unpacked their presents. There were so many boxes for all of them and it was easy to tell just how happy the old and the young were with what they found under the Christmas tree.

"I bet Jimbo will be so jealous when he sees those warm socks mum knitted for us," Scotty said with a grin, holding up a pair of red socks. Robbie had recieved black, Leonard blue and Leah purple ones.

"What makes ye think that Jim and Spock didn't get the same present? I ken that it's warm on Vulcan, but when they come back they'll need something to warm their feet too," Francine said, before taking a sip of her tea, and everyone looked at her.

"You sent Christmas presents to Vulcan?" Leonard asked, before he glanced at the others. A grin formed on his face. "I bet Spock and the rest of his Vulcan family won't ever stop talking about how illogical that is."

"Ach, that doesn't matter! All of my lads deserve to get their presents, illogical or not," Francine returned.

That made everyone laugh.

"Well then... as soon as Jim gets that present, I'm sure he'll call."

And Robbie was right.

It wasn't too much later when Scotty's PADD rang. A knowing smile formed on the Scotsman's face and when he saw the ID on the screen he instantly handed the device over to his mother.

"That call is for ye anyway," he said and Francine smiled too, answering the call.

"Merry Christmas," she greeted the calling person cheerfully and slowly but surely everyone gathered around Francine to get a good look at the screen.

"Francine! Everyone! Merry Christmas!" Jim was grinning from ear to ear as he waved his hand excitedly. Next to him, in a way calmer manner, sat Spock.

"I too wish all of you a merry Christmas. Even though I consider it illogical to celebrate this festivity, I thank you for your present, Ms. Scott."

"Will you look at those socks! They are just awesome, aren't they?" Jim held up his pair of golden socks and waved them through the air. "Spock's got green ones."

Francine couldn't help but chuckle. She seemed to be quite happy about that reaction.

"Oh, I'm so glad ye lads like my presents. How are ye doing?"

They talked a while about Jim and Spock's vacation. Amanda and Sarek joined in too after a while and it was really nice to get to spend some time together like this.

"I suppose we'll see you on Georgiares soon?" Leonard asked curiously and Sarek gave him a nod.

"We will be traveling back in two days, your highness."

"I can't wait to see y'all," Jim exclaimed, but it was quite obvious that he was mostly looking forward to see Francine.

"We'll try and save you some cookies, but we can't promise anything" Leah said teasingly with a grin on her face, before she shoved a cookie into her mouth.

"Ha! Just eat them all up! Francine and I will bake new ones anyway!" Jim shot back and they all laughed.

"We surely will, Jim. Take care of ye. All of ye."

"We will."

"Enjoy the day."

"See you soon."

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If you are a fan fic writer and you're alright with people making fan art of your fic, reblog this 💚

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*clears throat* I'd like to use one of my favorite quotes for this:

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That post about death note being "everyone's first anime" (untrue statement) made me curious and now I want to gather data for science

Can you reblog this and tell me where are you from and what was your starter anime?

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stay safe because i like being alive at the same time as you.