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Oblivious

Leonard McCoy x Reader

Summary: You are oblivious to all of Leonard's attempts to flirt and all of your friends think it's hilarious.

Character(s): Leonard "Bones" McCoy, James "Jim" Kirk, Spock, Nyota Uhura, Pavel Chekov, Hikaru Sulu

Warning(s): Slightly cringe attempts at flirting, Painfully oblivious reader, Stephen King references

Leonard was finally ready to move on. The divorce had left him with wounds he wasn't sure he could heal from. He hadn't been interested in dating for years afterward. But for the first time since then, someone had caught his attention.

You were the new head of Archaeology aboard the enterprise. You had been transferred from the USS Celine to assist in the 5 year mission. To say you were new wouldn't be exactly correct, you had been on board for about 6 months already. You had taken to the position well and were already good friends with everyone in your unit, as well as all of the bridge and command personnel.

Leonard knew he liked you the moment you met. You had a firm handshake, a killer smile, and when Captain Kirk asked if you were single, you told him it wasn't his business. Jim's stunned face when you shook his hand and walked away was priceless.

Of course there were far more reasons to admire you other than your ability to take the captain down a peg. You were incredible at your job, finding ancient ruins in the most unlikely of places. You were like a dog when it came to fossils, sniffing them out almost as soon as you landed on alien soil. You were smart and always ready to answer questions. You were also highly tolerant of people's mistakes, something that was slowly rubbing off on him. When you were around, Leonard found he had more patience for stupidity and everyone else noticed as well.

You were kind, you were a great listener, you were hilarious, you were dependable, considerate, honest, cheerful, and you could always be counted upon for some witty banter. Not to mention you were the most beautiful person Bones had ever seen in his life.

That's not to say you didn't have your downfalls too, everyone does after all. You were self deprecating, a little easily distracted, and of course you were the most painfully oblivious person in the universe.

~~~

It all started one morning at breakfast. You were sitting in the cafeteria with Jim, Nyota, and Spock.

Leonard had made his decision the previous night while drinking with Jim. Bones wanted to pursue a relationship with you, but he wasn't going to just tell you point blank. He wanted to gauge your interest before taking that leap of faith.

"Mornin'" Leonard said as he sat down beside you. "Jim, you look terrible."

Jim, who was still hung over from the night before, frowned at the doctor. "Gee, thanks. I had no idea."

"You're welcome. Now Y/N on the other hand, you look great this morning," Bones smirked. Jim and Nyota immediately perked up, clearly not expecting him to be so forward (especially not this early in the morning.)

"Thanks Doc," You smiled at him and returned your attention to your oatmeal.

"What's your secret?" Asked Bones upon deciding that your smile was a good sign.

"My secret?" You raised an eyebrow.

"To looking so good every morning," he clarified. Nyota and Jim looked at each other incredulously.

"Ummmm," You thought out loud. "Get good sleep, take your vitamins, and don't get wasted at two in the morning." You patted Jim's shoulder and stood up with your empty bowl. "I better get to the lab, see you guys later!" You grinned.

Everyone bid you a good morning before gawking at Leonard, amusement etched on their faces. "What's your secret? Did you seriously ask 'what's your secret?'"Jim cackled.

"Leonard, you seriously need to up your flirting game." Uhura barely stifled a giggle.

"I know it's been awhile doc but seriously, that was terrible! And I've heard Spock's attempts at flirting," Kirk snickered.

"It wasn't that bad, y'all are acting like I'm some cretin who stole their oatmeal and called it flirting. I called them attractive, get off my back." Leonard rolled his eyes.

"No, you said they looked good. That could be interpreted in, so many ways. As far as flirting goes, that was pretty pathetic." Nyota said.

"I would have to agree doctor, perhaps you could take instruction from the captain or even-" Spock started.

"Shut up and eat your breakfast," Leonard snapped, causing another fit of giggles around him.

Bones sat there, glaring into his eggs, trying to figure out where he went wrong. The more he thought about it, the more likely it seemed that Uhura was right. You didn't realize he meant it in a romantic way. Maybe he was more out of practice than he thought. He was just going to have to give it another shot. Practice makes perfect after all.

~~~

The next day, Leonard tried a different approach. Coffee mug in hand, he made his way to your office only to find it empty. He looked all over the labs, nowhere to be seen. It wasn't until made it up to the bridge that he found you deep in a discussion about landing sites for an upcoming mission.

Your head perked up when you saw the doctor come in from the turbolift. "Ahoy, McCoy! We missed you at breakfast this morning." you smiled as he came to stand beside you.

"Sorry darlin', had some gamma shift engineers to patch up." Bones casually passed the mug over to you. "Made you some coffee."

"Really? for me?" You peered into the cup and beamed, "thank you doctor, it's just how I like it!" Jim gave Leonard a subtle thumbs up while you sipped your drink.

Leonard had a good feeling this time. You were happy with the gesture and even Kirk seemed impressed. It felt like a good first step, until-

"First Chekov brings me a croissant, then McCoy brings me a coffee. I'm so lucky to have such great friends. Thank you guys!" You smiled at the two men.

"You are very welcome!" Pavel grinned.

Leonard's mood plummeted almost instantly. While he was glad you got to enjoy a croissant and a coffee, Chekov's untimely generosity made his romantic gesture seem more like a friendly one. He was going to have to go back to the drawing board.

You turned to the captain, cradling your warm cup in your hand. "Is there anything else you need of me Captain?"

"No Commander, I believe you've answered all my questions," Jim said.

"Wonderful! If anyone needs me, I'll be in the lab trying to decode some ancient texts," you took another sip of your coffee before strolling back to the turbolift.

Once you were out of sight, Jim patted Leonard on the arm. Sulu and Chekov were trying their damnedest not to laugh, and failing miserably of course.

Leonard furrowed his brows at the two of them before looking back at Jim's cheeky grin.

"You told them?" Leonard scowled.

"Told them what?" Jim laughed.

"About..." Leonard rolled his eyes and gestured to the turbolift.

"The only ones I told were Uhura and Spock," Jim assured.

"He didn't need to tell us anything, It's written all over your face Dr. McCoy," Sulu said.

"Yes, you get all red in the cheeks and you have this look in your eyes like you've seen the sun for the first time. It is very obvious you are vying for the Commander's attention," Chekov agreed.

"If I'm so obvious, why isn't Y/N picking up on it?" Leonard crossed his arms.

"Maybe you need a new approach, try... I don't know, making up new excuses to spend time with them. Or maybe you could try touching them," Jim suggested.

"Touching them?"

"Yeah, nothing inappropriate or anything. Just little things, like pats on the back, nudging their shoulder. Stuff like that. Might show Y/N you're interested without having to use the words, you know?"

"I don't know Jim..."

"Look, you're a doctor right?"

"I hope that'd be pretty goddamned obvious by now," Leonard glowered and put his hands on his hips.

"And as a doctor, you have a pretty good gauge on if someone's uncomfortable right?" Jim asked, "just try it and if you get the sense they're uncomfortable, just stop doing it. Easy as that."

"Why do I get the feeling it's not going to be as 'easy as that?'" The doctor shook his head.

"Because you are an incorrigible pessimist, Bones." Jim patted his shoulder.

"I'm done here, some of us actually have work to do," Leonard grumbled and trudged to the turbolift.

"All work and no play makes McCoy a dull boy," Kirk beamed.

"Quote Stephen King to me one more time. See what happens." Bones said as the doors closed. Alone in the elevator, he allowed himself to think about where to go from here. Perhaps Jim's ideas weren't so terrible. He rather liked the idea of spending more time with you. He usually talked with you during mealtimes and meetings, but not much outside of that. The touching is what was making him nervous.

He came into contact with people all the time, being a doctor was a very hands-on profession. He just didn't have Jim's level of confidence anymore. It felt ridiculous, he could stitch a man's thumb back to his hand and deliver an infant in the middle of a battle, but he couldn't touch your shoulder? Maybe he'd just skip that step for now. Quality time, that seemed like as good of a direction as any.

~~~

He continued bringing you coffee every day, It gave him more time to get to know you and Leonard was falling harder by the minute. He hadn't really looked forward to anything in a long time, but he looked forward to your coffee talks. Unfortunately, it wasn't enough anymore. The chats weren't long enough and you still weren't catching on to his feelings.

It had been a particularly stressful day, it felt like everyone needed something from him and he was in desperate need of a break. The moment things got quiet in the medbay, Leonard snuck away and his feet carried him to the archaeology labs.

It was quiet inside. A few ensigns were at work in their stations, putting together fossilized bones and carbon-dating old tools. Leonard found you in the back of the lab where you were busy decoding some old scrolls. Learning to understand a lost language was no easy task; Leonard couldn't fathom the amount of reading it would take to accomplish such a thing. Still, you seemed ready to take on anything the Captain dished out.

"Commander, I see you're hard at work," Bones smiled and came to stand beside you.

"I see you're not!" You joked and looked up at him from your seat. "What brings you to my neck of the woods doctor? Did I forget about an appointment?"

"Not at all, I was just taking a break and wanted to see how you were doing," he said, hoping you would understand what he was trying to say: that he was thinking of you and wanted to see you out of everyone else on the Enterprise.

"Well I'm really glad you're here Len, because I've just made a breakthrough!" You beamed. "Take a look at this," you motioned for him to look closer.

Leonard leaned in to look at your scroll. "So, you know how I found these papers in a box under the Mofeli excavation right?"

"Mhm, you insisted there must be a basement and you found one," Bones hummed.

"I originally thought the site was a business, that these papers must be some sort of documentation. You know, like land deeds, proof of insurance, perhaps even money. Basically stuff you would usually keep in a lock box, but these aren't ledgers or inventory slips or anything like that at all."

"What are they?" He turned to look at you.

You met his gaze and gave him a grin that could melt the ice caps and outshine Sirius. "They're love letters," you said and his heart hammered his chest painfully. He was only just now realizing how close he was to you. How his hand was resting on your back, how his face was mere inches from yours.

"See, if you look here you'll find this symbol all over the place in these letters. It's the symbol meaning love or lover. I've completed the translation on this one right here." You returned your attention to the paper. Leonard swallowed and glanced at the sheet, trying his damnedest not to stare like some creep.

"What, um... what does it say?" He cleared his throat.

"It says, and I'm paraphrasing here, 'My dearest love, I find words elude me. My heart blossoms for you under the light of the sun and keeps me warm when the light fades. I find not the courage to speak, but many a whim to write. I desire your embrace. I seek your song. I crave your hand. I covet your blazing eyes. One day I-' This part is all faded so I can't make it out, but the last thing it says here at the bottom is 'May our hearts and bodies be intertwined for eternity, and our souls may sing together as one.' Then there's what I assume to be a name at the bottom, but I'm not sure how to pronounce it."

"It all sounds a little sappy to me," Leonard joked in a slightly strained voice. This whole thing with the closeness and the touching and the letter was really affecting him. If you noticed his struggle, you gave no indication, In fact, you seemed perfectly at ease being this close to him.

"Hey, a little sap never hurt anybody," you elbowed him lightly in the side.

"Croakus sap can."

"Touché"

Leonard chucked softly and lightly patted your back before crossing his arms casually over his chest Your easy conversation was already helping him relax again. "so, Commander, you've been down here in your lab for an awfully long time. What do you say we go for a walk to the observation lounge?"

"Sorry doctor, I would but somebody's got to make sure the ensigns don't blow the place up. That, and Spock wants me to finish three more translations by the end of my shift," you explained.

"Of course he does," Leonard huffed.

"But I'm free this evening if that works for you?" You tilted your head.

"Of course, absolutely." Leonard had no idea if that was going to work for him, but he was going to make it work.

"Great, I'll see you then," you said with a surprising amount of enthusiasm.

"See you then. Don't work too hard," he smiled and left you to your translating.

Bones was pleased with himself. He had managed to follow Jim's suggestions and they appeared to work. He'd even managed to secure a date with you later that evening...Well...he hadn't actually called it a date when he suggested it. No matter, Leonard would just clarify all that the next time he saw you!

~~~

He never got to make the distinction that your walk was intended to be a date. You had brought a friend with you. Leonard could feel the fear in your ensign companion's eyes. Bones was sure everyone on the goddamned ship knew what he was trying to do but you. It was still a nice night despite the unwanted guest. He learned a lot about where you grew up, your interests, and your favorite films and music. He learned your favorite flower was the iris, your first job was a librarian, he even learned you were in a band during your time at the academy.

The more he learned, the more he liked you. He wasn't even sure if liked was the right word anymore. You had quite a few things in common. Your favorite foods, you liked the same movies, and you enjoyed the same music. You asked him questions that got him really thinking. They were the sort of topics you don't realize you have an opinion on until you start talking about them. But what surprised him most of all was when you asked about his daughter. What sort of interests does she have? How is she doing in school? I wonder if she would like X,Y, and Z. He was always hesitant to talk about Joanna or his ex, but it felt easier with you. Like that wound he had been carrying for so long was finally closing.

Your friendship progressed beautifully, but he felt like you were growing more and more blind to his advances. He had seen you turn plenty of people down before. If you weren't interested in someone, you made it abundantly clear. But you had yet to do the same with Bones. It wasn't just him: Jim, Nyota, Pavel, Scotty, Hikaru, and pretty much everyone else who knew you were puzzled as well. Even Spock couldn't understand how you were so incognizant. It was funny for them at first. They would laugh at every compliment you didn't register, every smile you didn't realize had meaning, every coffee, every walk to the deck, every deep conversation, every breath of relief when you come back from a mission. He was even so bold as to tell you in no uncertain terms that he'd do anything to make you smile.

The laughter turned into looks of pity. Leonard was about ready to give up. Maybe you weren't interested and you just wanted to let him down easy, you were good friends after all. Bones sat at the bar as Jim poured him another glass. Normally he was the one playing bartender, but Jim insisted he take over.

"I gotta say Bones, I really hate seeing you like this." Jim poured himself a drink too. "How did lunch go?"

"I told them they have beautiful eyes." Leonard sighed and shook his head.

"And?" The Captain probed.

"They said 'if only they worked as well as they look,'" Bones groaned.

"Ah..." Jim stared into his drink. He tried to put himself into Leonard's shoes. What would he do if he were in this situation?

"I don't know what I'm doing wrong..." McCoy muttered.

"You aren't doing anything wrong, Y/N just-" Jim started.

"It's something I'm doing, it has to be. Maybe this is a mistake."

"No, Bones it's not a mistake. That couldn't be farther from the truth."

"And how would you know? It's not like you have any problems finding dates," Leonard rolled his eyes.

"Seems like Y/N's not the only one who's oblivious," Kirk chuckled.

"I'm not in the mood for jokes Jim." Leonard took a sip of his whiskey and ran a hand over his face.

"Believe me Bones, I wish it were a joke. There's just no way the two most unaware people are head over heels for each other. I'm waiting for the punch line" James smirked.

"What the hell are you talking about?" Bones scowled.

"Look, just... we have shore leave coming up in a few weeks. Ask them on a date. Like really ask them. Be frank, be clear, make sure there is no way Y/N can misunderstand you. Trust me," Jim squeezed Leonard's shoulder.

"Fine. But if this goes south, you owe me as many drinks as it takes to forget this whole debacle." The doctor downed the last of his glass.

"Bones if this goes south, I'll eat my hat."

"You don't have a hat."

"Point still stands. It'll work, you just have to have a little faith. And lucky for you, I have enough faith for the both of us." Jim winked.

Leonard wished he had Jim's enthusiasm. Officious little prick, he thought to himself...Dammit, now I'm quoting Stephen King.

~~~

Shore leave was just around the corner and Leonard was no closer to his goal of asking you on a date. Everyone was running around, trying to prepare the ship for inspection, he still had his normal duties to attend to, neither of you had time for coffee all week, Spock was being especially nitpicky about protocol, and he was anxious about what you'd say when he eventually got around to asking the million dollar question.

Yeah, Leonard was about ready to lose his marbles.

He was prepping the supply storage units, when Spock strolled in for the tenth time that day.

"Dr. McCoy," Spock greeted, startling Bones to the point that he nearly dropped his box of gauze.

"My god man, what the hell do you need this time?" Leonard implored, "don't you have anything better to do with your day than pester me?"

"Indeed I do, doctor" Spock replied.

Leonard huffed and sat down his box, "then what is it, did you miss my face or something?"

"I saw your face only moments ago, I have no need to miss-"

"It was a joke Spock, what do you want?" Leonard pinched the bridge of his nose.

"I came to inform you that I saw Commander Y/L/N coming in this direction." Spock stated.

Leonard raised an eyebrow, "and?"

"It is my understanding you are anxious to speak with them regarding your-" Spock started.

"Your understanding is correct, I just..." Leonard sighed and shook his head.

"Would it help if I told you the odds that they will say yes?" Spock asked.

"Never tell me the odds Spock," Leonard grumbled.

"Then I will simply say, good luck." Spock turned and left again, leaving Bones to decide if he was ready for this. He didn't have time for a decision, because there you were in the doorway with two mugs in your hands.

"Hey, stranger," You laughed. "Looks like I got here just in time, you look like you need some." You handed over the cup and Leonard took it gratefully.

"Thanks," Leonard offered you a smile and took a sip from his mug. It was just how he liked it, right down to the temperature. Together, they retreated to the safety of his office. Once inside, they fell into their usual conversation. He waited until things got quiet, then he decided to go for it.

"So, got any plans for shore leave?" Leonard asked, leaning back in his chair in an effort to appear more at ease.

"No, not really. Maybe I'll visit with a couple friends, catch up on sleep. How about you? got any exciting plans?" You leaned in, resting your chin on your hand.

"Not yet," he admitted. "But I'm hoping to make some."

"Oh? You got someone special in mind?" You hummed.

"Someone incredibly special, yeah." Leonard smiled. So far, so good.

"Oh, well I hope it goes well." You shifted awkwardly in your seat.

"Me too..." Leonard agreed. You both didn't speak for a moment, the distant hum of the warp core did little to tame the silence.

"Hey Y/N... I was thinking maybe we could go to that restaurant you like, you know the one with the really good Chicken Parmesan you're always talking about." He mused, "what do you think?"

"I, um... I think they'd like it" The smile you gave him looked...sad?

"What are you talking about? Who'd like it?" Leonard couldn't possibly be more confused.

"Your special someone?" It was your turn to look confused.

You've got to be kidding me

"I'm talking about you darlin', do you want to go to that restaurant with me, just us, nobody else. You and me. Together." Leonard clarified, meeting your gaze.

You looked positively flabbergasted. He couldn't possibly mean what he was saying, right? There was no way Leonard wanted to... I mean, he was way too good for you! You had been trying for months to get his attention, to no avail. This must be a dream. You're going to wake up any minute.

"Darlin'?"

"I, uh...what?" You blinked out of your daze.

"Dammit Y/N, I'm trying to ask you out on a date!" Bones ran a hand through his hair, exasperation evident in his tone.

"Really? Me?" You asked hopefully.

"Yes!" He replied "Look, it's okay if you don't w-" You suddenly burst into laughter and all the words died on his lips. "What's so funny?"

"Oh, I'm sorry! It's just-" You giggled, "I actually came here to do the same thing..." You said sheepishly as you dug into your pocket "I, um... I got us tickets to see your favorite band. Figured if you said no, you could just take Jim instead." You handed the tickets over to him.

Leonard stared at the tickets in his hand, shock written all over his face. "Sweetheart, are you telling me we've both been dancing around each other for months, when we could have been doing stuff like this the whole time?"

"Seems that way, yes."

Leonard smiled and shook his head. "We're not very good at this, are we?"

"Not at all," You laughed. "Ahoy McCoy? What was I thinking?"

"Points for creativity darlin'," Bones chuckled. He almost couldn't believe things had turned out so perfectly. But in his experience, coincidence didn't exist. "Jim knew, didn't he?"

"He was actually the one who pushed me to come here," you admitted.

"Same. The bastard told me you'd say yes... Guess this was one of the few times I should have trusted him." Leonard concurred.

"So... What now, doctor?" You leaned a little closer. How had he never noticed your eyes before. He knew they were beautiful of course, but the way they were looking at him now made him weak in the knees. Had you always looked at him like that?

"Well, for now we're going to finish up our shifts, wouldn't want anyone to think we're slackers. But later, we're going to meet at the recreation room for a drink, possibly a game of darts. Then we'll see where the night takes us," McCoy smirked.

"How romantic, I can hardly wait for you to sweep me off my feet, they're killing me from all this running around, you know?~" You mused, resting your chin on your palm.

"Now you listen here darlin'. I'm a doctor, not a broom." Bones couldn't hide his amusement when you rolled your eyes at him.

"Well, what if I sweep you off your feet then?"

"You'll have to be careful, you might drop me and we could end up tangled in a whole mess of limbs."

"Oh, I'm counting on it.~" You teased.

Leonard swallowed hard and hid his bashfulness with a sip of his coffee, "Well in that case, sweep away."

You laughed again and McCoy was sure he had never heard a more beautiful sound in his life. He could see a future with you then. He wanted to sweep you off your feet, kiss you until you were breathless, share coffee with you early in the morning, and swap stories until late in the night. He wanted to introduce you to his daughter.

Baby steps.

"I hate to cut this short doctor, but I left the ensigns alone for too long, I'm worried there will be no lab to return to. I'll see you tonight?" You asked, fidgeting nervously with cuffs of your sleeves.

"Don't worry sweetheart, I'm not going to change my mind." Leonard smirked.

You blushed and smiled in relief, "good! Great!" You stood, grabbed your mug, and sauntered happily to the door. You paused just a moment and looked back at Bones sweetly. "See you later, handsome."

"See you later Y/N," replied Leonard. You gave him a cute little wave before hurrying back to the labs.

Once he was alone again in his office, Bones leaned back in his seat and admired the tickets on the desk. He almost couldn't believe how thoughtful you were, but this wouldn't be the first time you gave him an incredible gift. A couple months after you met, Bones had mentioned offhandedly that he missed a particular brand of whiskey from Earth. Despite being light years away, you managed to find some and give it to him. It wasn't even a special occasion, you got it just to make him happy. Leonard supposed he should have realized your feelings for him right then and there. Damn. He really was oblivious.

McCoy wanted to give you something tonight- no, he needed to give you something tonight. Something sweet, something romantic, something that says: 'you're special to me and I need to show it to you because I'm terrible with words'. But where was he going to find something like that on a starship? The botany labs. Flowers make for a great gift on a first date! Maybe if he was lucky, they would have irises growing down there. So what if bouquets are a little sappy?

A little sap never hurt anybody after all.

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silversword7000 · 6 months ago

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☕️Bridge Crew Coffee Headcanons☕️

Author’s Note: I indicated TOS and AOS for Kirk because each version gives me wildly different vibes about coffee but the rest of them can be read as either TOS or AOS🥰

Kirk:

TOS Kirk would have coffee occasionally and only put a splash of cream in it.

He would absolutely have a special cup for coffee so it is more of a treat though!

AOS Kirk would put 20000000 sugars and creamers in his coffee and also he should NOT be allowed to have coffee ever because he will have 50 cups in a day if no one (Bones) stops him.

He would absolutely love coffee though and like TOS Kirk he would have a special cup but AOS Kirk would have a blinged out reusable to go cup✨

Spock:

Spock would NOT drink coffee. He hates the bitter taste of it and even if it was doctored up, he still wouldn’t like it.

Caffeine would not agree with his Vulcan half…

McCoy:

He has a caffeine addiction.

With all the bullcrap he has to deal with on a daily basis I do not blame him.

He also doesn’t have time to sleep often so…yeah.

He drinks his coffee black. The bitterness reminds him of how he feels when people (Jim) are constantly getting themselves hurt in idiotic ways.

The only time he ever drinks it any other way is when Uhura makes him latte art. Even though he prefers it black, he enjoys seeing how excited she gets about doing it.

If anyone tries interacting with him before he has his coffee, he will kill them. All of the other medical officers stay far away from him until he has his first cup.

Scotty:

You already know my man is not bothering with coffee unless it has alcohol in it.

Scotty is able to wake himself up pretty quickly. He just gets up and he’s ready to go! So, he’s never had the need to drink any coffee.

Frankly, he just doesn’t enjoy the taste of it.

Uhura:

Uhura would love to start her day by having a nice cup of coffee! It is part of her morning ritual. ☀️

She has a few mugs that she swaps out to have some variety, but her favorite is her pink Hello Kitty mug that her mother gifted to her. (Hello Kitty would stand the test of time, I make the rules and you know I’m right.)

She puts some half and half as well as a little sugar in her coffee most days, but sometimes she switches it up for funzies to varied results.

One day on shore leave, a friend of hers taught her how to do latte art and she has been OBSESSED with it since.

She has her own coffee machine and she brings it to the rec area some mornings to make latte art for other crew members! She loves making hearts and leaves the most!

Her favorite part is seeing others smile when she gives them their special coffee <3

Because she knows how much he needs it, sometimes she lets Bones use her coffee machine to get a fresh cup.

She likes to make him special latte art when she is on breaks because she loves seeing how it cheers him up!

Sulu:

Sulu only ever has coffee on special occasions.

It’s not something he needs every day so he only ever has one when he is on shore leave or vacation and it strikes his fancy.

He loves to try specialty coffees from different places to taste the regional differences.

Chekov:

Chekov LOVES coffee.

However, he is not allowed to have it after…the incident.

Scotty installed a special sensor on the replicators so that if he tries to make a coffee, it doesn’t work.

If Chekov does have coffee…oh boy, strap in. He is like a little kid with a sugar rush! Pavel will NOT be able to sit still to the point where it impedes his work and annoys everyone around him.

He is bouncing off the walls like nobody’s business!

The last time Pavel got his hands on some coffee while he was on duty, Sulu was assigned to wrangle him. It ended with Pavel tied to a chair and gagged.

So yeah the entire bridge crew knows NEVER to let him have any coffee anymore.

💫Thank you so much for reading!! Reblogs and comments are adored <3💫

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t0ast-ghost · 6 months ago

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Umm STAR TREK: THE MOTION PICTURE THOUGHTS!!!!

You thought this series was dead and buried? Well maybe it is. This may stay in my drafts forever. But I suppose if you’re reading this it’s not.

Warnings for a flashing gif

and spoilers (obviously)

So enjoy and forward we go:

- They kinda just make you watch stars with nice background music for *checks time* two minutes and fifty seconds (no, there are no credits during this time)

- I’m so hyped for this, the credit music is so nostalgic and amazing

- Tron ass graphics <3

- Evolved Klingon design! Let’s go! Also they’re speaking Klingon which I think star trek is super proud of creating

- It’s so alien (as in the movie alien)

- Is that the lizard head rock from the Apple? No it’s Vulcan- damn what’d they do to Spock?

- It’s giving the dark crystal or labyrinth

- THEYVE GOT A VULCAN LANGUAGE?! I mean I knew they would but they created one for the first movie???

- When the Vulcan Master (it’s what imdb calls her) is reading Spock’s mind then the shot goes back to her face and she looks down and there’s a fucking vine boom and she smiles slightly at him like ‘THIS FUCKER IS HAVING GAY THOUGHTS’

- Jim is calling him <3

- It’s interesting how they pronounce Spock’s name differently

- Life is a Dream is my favourite song (It’s the one with the horns)

- Omg hi Kirk hi

- They gave him another Vulcan? Kirk must miss his husband so much

- imagine ten years after your favourite show ends, they make a movie and there are all your favourite guys again! I would have screamed

- Hiya Scotty

- Kirk looks so unhappy. Hmmm wonder why

- Aww this is such a cute conversation between Kirk and Scotty

- KIRK GETS TEARS IN HIS EYES SEEING THE NEW ENTERPRISE OMG. HE LOVES HER SM

- This is the slowest fucking shuttle ever

- I like how there’s just guys floating in spacesuits around

- ….Welp that’s over now. The ship has docked. Finally.

- oh the elevators are just voice controlled now. No handles.

- OMG HI UHURA!!! HI CHECKOV! HI SULU!!!

- Kirk’s about to go fire someone. This’ll be fun.

- Yeah Decker does not take this well. Kirk is just a petty bitch who loves his ship too much and definitely misses his husbands

- WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT? Wha- who- no wonder people don’t like using transporters that’s horrifying

- OMG THATS JANICE RAND!!!

- Kirk has turned into the idiot admiral that he used to hate dealing with

- OMG HIIIII BONES HES GOT A BEARD. They drafted him???? Wait no. JIM BROUGHT HIM BACK hehe

- “Damn it, Bones. I need you. Badly!” He missed his husband so he made him come back to fight a war

- That was such a normal moment between Kirk and McCoy. Sooo normal. I’m normal about it. Sooo normal.

- THAT LITTLE DUDE IN SPACE JUST DID A FLIP

- hi bones hi

- “Jim. You’re pushing.”

- They gave McCoy a better perch, he’s got a railing that’s closer to Kirk now

- time to ask: what is happening

- “Tor-pe-do away!” The slow voice really added to that

- Why is McCoy just there on his knees?!?

- Bones is NOT happy to be here. This is why he divorced Kirk (he’s still married to Spock though)

- McCoy can see that Jim is being unreasonable. But what is that stance and why aren’t they looking into each others eyes? (Edit: not sure what stance I’m talking about but yeah, why aren’t they?)

- It’s been 50 minutes literally nothing has happened except reintroductions

- HI SPOCK HIII HES SO HOT WHATS HE DOING HERE?

- damn why’d Spock just ignore Chekov like that

- Jim is so desperate. He wants this man so bad. He’s like literally starry eyed

- For Chekov this is like the worst high school reunion ever

- HI CHAPEL HAIII

- damn why is Spock ignoring his husbands :(((

- Bones looks so sad. He missed Spock

- Kirk and McCoy are about to interrogate their long gone ex husband. “Will you please sit down.” This is pretty much exactly what it would be like if they got divorced and didn’t see each other for awhile. Spock is trying to separate his emotions from the situation, McCoy is trying to be playful but sneaks in a question about what he’s been doing, and Kirk just wants them back he’s so desperate

- Not gonna say what I’m thinking cause I think that would be disrespectful

- “I believe they may hold my answers.” “Well, isn’t it lucky for you that we just happened to be heading your way?” “Bones! We need him. I need him.” Jim if you say that while staring into Spock’s eyes it’s a bit queer (happy pride month)

- They got the new Apple watches

- Spock is pulling a Deanna Troi

- They brought back Spock to wear the finest eyeshadow and serve silent cunt

- Shapes and colours by the likes of which I’ve never seen!

- I like how Bones just came onto the bridge FOR NO REASON but to kinda look shocked when Kirk was about to do something silly

- Most of this movie feels like, ‘look at this cool set/effects thing for a very long time’ and they are cool

- I now truly understand what a ‘long shot’ is

- Uh oh Kirk. Your husband got zapped!

- huh? whuh? Why’d it take Ilia?

- Everyone that comes onto the bridge takes a second to go what the f-

- Wow that’s just a pussy- *gets schmacked*

- Did Spock just fucking blue screen?

- just noticed Kirk in short sleeves <3

- ILIA BURST THROUGH THE WALL

- Why did they replicate her into high heels

- I love Star Treks idea that love can bring anyone back. Like if anyone is dead and someone loves them enough there’s no way they’re staying dead. And if you bring up Tasha, technically she didn’t die right there and then. And if you bring up Jadzia, fuck you

- What is Spock doing, why’s he mutineering

- They successfully contacted Ilia. There’s something so sad about it being her but not her at all

- Omg. Spock why would you do that?

- “That’s Spock. Damn him! Bring him back here.” Gotta wrangle your husbands

- I was going to say something about pussy and then Spock said “penetrated” so-

- Pussy so good you get blasted backwards- I’ve got to stop

- Spock laughing omg omg

- jaw dropped. That was gay. That was so gay!

- I like how Kirk just has these two guys around to explain things to him

- “It knows only that it needs, commander, but like so many of us, it does not know what.” Do you need something, Spock? What are you trying to say? Do you need the love of your husbands?

- HES JUST GONNA BLOW UP THE SHIP???

- I got legitimately jumpscared by Spock’s tear

He’s really pretty tho and they’re observing him

- “Is this all that I am? Is there nothing more?” This is the greatest moment in the whole movie thus far because it goes back to really what star trek is about. Talking about life through aliens.

- He’s bringing his husbands with him awwe

- woah how are they on top of the enterprise?!Okay I guess this is happening now

- VOYAGER??????????? Oh wait this is a real ship, isn’t it?

- So Decker is going to sacrifice himself to join with V’Ger, isn’t he?

- He rolls back to his husbands

- “As much as you wanted the Enterprise, I want this.” Jim did really want the enterprise, but he also just wanted love, same with Decker, they both just want their loves back.

- Shiny

- Kirk and McCoy staring, jaws dropped like, ‘What is this shit?’

- “And a lot of foolish human emotions, right, Mr. Spock?” “Quite true, Doctor. Unfortunately we will have to deal with them as well.” THEY’RE FLIRTING AGAIN YES!!!!

- It’s a little funny that Spock definitely arrived on the ship ready to stay. Like he cut his hair and everything just to see his husbands.

- “The human adventure is just beginning” what does THAT mean?

Well okay. Time to watch Wrath of Khan, I guess. I hear it’s better…

Masterpost

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spocks-husband · 1 year ago

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I have this AU that's been bouncing around in my head for weeks and I need opinions on it so. Yeah. Tell me what you think.

Also, for context, they're all about 17-20 in this AU. Details will come later if I decide to do anything with the idea.

Spock is a prince on Vulcan; their society is fairly similar to how it is in canon but certain elements of the pre-reform society remain, so it's more spiritual and there's a monarchy in place. Spock has accepted his role as heir to the throne after his brother's disappearance-- but he's always felt out of place. The monarchy carefully hides his half-human identity from the public, and every aspect of his life is intricately controlled. He's suffering, really, but in his mind it's for the good of his people.

Meanwhile, James Tiberius Kirk is a pirate living on a busted old space craft, having fun, sailing through the galaxy with his stressed best friend Leonard McCoy who regrets receiving military medical training every day of his life, their constantly high engineer buddy Montgomery Scott who keeps the ship from falling apart with duct tape and prayers, Hikaru Sulu who has hit on every person on the ship and slept with every alien they've come across, Pavel Chekov who is Sulu's very tired boyfriend who doesn't really do much but any suggestions that he should leave would be met with someone getting stabbed (they're in an open relationship for context dw Chekov is a manwhore too), and finally Nyota Uhura who was mostly just here to get a ride one time but she realized these stupid fucks needed a Lesbian with some braincells on board so she handles the logistics of their crimes.

The night before Spock is scheduled to marry a barely known noble girl named T'Pring, Kirk and his crew kidnap him for ransom, assuming it will just be another job. But, alas, Jim falls in love and won't let Spock go, not caring in the slightest that he has caused an interplanetary crisis mostly for his own amusement.

Tldr the dumbasses are dumb and I love them

Edit: The fic has been written!! See my pinned for the link :D

#this is stupid ik #star trek #spirk #axel rambles sometimes #spock #star trek tos #mr spock #s’chn t’gai spock #tos spock #au #star trek au #spirk au #ks #k/s #chulu #chekov/sulu

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thesovereignchimera · 10 months ago

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Okay hear me out....

New AU where all of TOS is actually just Jim, Spock, Bones along with all the other Senior officers' playground games.

Amanda and Sarek chose to raise Spock on Earth much to his chagrin. Which is why he mimics his father to the best of his ability and is constantly pleased he's different from his classmates. He has a massive crush on both Kirk and Bones after his betrothed back on Vulcan broke his heart. He came to school that day angry and started a fight with both boys that escalated into a small altercation between the headstrong Jim and Spock, but Jim lost to help Spock get it off his chest. The two humans immediately forgave their friend and understood.

Jim has seen through media he must have a girl which explains the rotating female love interest of the week. Also it's to prove to McCoy and Spock, NO HE DOESN'T HAVE A CRUSH ON THEM, SEE? To which then the girl promptly doesn't return and he has to hunt down another one to play. At the same time he's seen his own Dad lamenting that he's less married to his mom and more his job so he goes with that angle too.

Bones is always the one to the rescue when anyone gets a scrape or small cut; he carries around a little tin of bandages and disposable alcohol wipes because his helicopter of a mother is always concerned he's going to hurt himself. He was the first one to join Jim and inadvertently got the job of Chief Medical officer when Jim on the 'Bridge' (that section of the playground) accidentally fell off his 'Captain's Chair' (the jungle gym) and immediately rushed over to see if his classmate was alright. Bones also has a massive crush on Spock and Jim which is why he constantly teases the two.

Scotty is just autistic. Scotty just really wanted to play Chief Engineer so he could use all those words he's been reading about in the tech manuals he's stolen from his father. He brings them to school everyday.

Uhura started out as the token girl of the group, not allowed to do much but the guys quickly realized since she was bright and multilingual, she could do all the voices and stuff for their Aliens! She had great fun playing all the bad guys and good guys the group encountered and was always coming up with something to challenge Jim and his 'Command skills.'

Chekov is a grade younger student who moved schools for being bullied. The group immediately takes him under their wing as soon as Jim notices him sitting all by himself at recess. With Spock especially standing by his new younger friend.

Sulu LOVED to play medieval sword fights or cops and robbers but was coaxed into this new Starship game by Jim with the promise of being the Tactical officer. He still occasionally challenges people to duals.

Any reoccurring actors in different roles were just the same kids who just happened to show up again and wanted to play so Jim and Uhura assigned them a role in their story.

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anonymousewrites · 5 months ago

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Logos and Pathos (AOS Edition) Chapter Nineteen

AOS! Spock x Empath! Reader

Chapter Nineteen: Fulfilled Promise

Summary: Spock confronts Khan after (Y/N)'s death.

Spock’s entrance onto the Bridge raised everyone’s alarm. His entire body was tense, and the crew members looked at him warily. They had all heard Kirk and Scotty’s tone of voice, and now that Spock looked like that…it told them something had gone wrong.

Even though Khan and the Vengeance had gone down and crashed into San Fransico and Starfleet HQ, Spock’s gaze said that the battle wasn’t over. His battle wasn’t over.

“Search the enemy ship for signs of life,” snapped Spock, voice tight and clipped. Every part of his body thrummed with rage and grief. He wanted Khan to feel his wrath.

“Sir, there’s no way anyone survived,” said Sulu.

“He could,” said Spock harshly. Khan was alive. He was alive, and (Y/N) wasn’t, and Spock would make him pay for that.

A moment later, Sulu’s scan picked up a figure. Khan, still strong as ever, jumped from the ship and slid down the broken pieces of the ship.

“Whoa! He just jumped thirty meters!” exclaimed Sulu.

“Can we beam him up?” said Spock, his eyes unable to leave Khan.

“There’s too much damage. I have no incoming signal,” said Chekov.

“Spock, what are you planning?” said Kirk, stepping up to Spock worriedly. His First Officer had never gone rogue, and the change in him was disturbing.

“Can you beam me down?” said Spock to Chekov, completely ignoring Kirk.

“Yes, sir,” said Sulu.

“Ready the Transport Room,” ordered Spock, running towards the elevator.

“Spock,” said Kirk, catching him.

Spock whirled on him, every muscle tensed to push past his captain if needed. Nothing mattered more than avenging (Y/N).

“Would (Y/N) want this?” asked Kirk.

“(Y/N) is dead because of him,” replied Spock, voice cold. “He doesn’t deserve any of their kindness.”

Kirk stepped back. Khan had killed Pike and (Y/N) on top of countless other lives. He knew (Y/N) wouldn’t have liked vengeance, but he had the same anger as Spock. Kirk wanted Khan to be stopped, and he couldn’t stop Spock.

“Go get him,” said Kirk, squeezing Spock’s shoulders.

Not bothering to respond, Kirk raced into the elevator and towards the Transporter. Armed with a phaser, he arrived in.

“Stand by for coordinates,” he commanded.

Chekov relayed the coordinates from the Bridge, and the Transport crewmen punched it in. Spock dematerialized with his phaser raised.

Spock materialized in the middle of a fearful, confused crowd, and his head snapped around to find Khan.

Their eyes met. Spock’s eyes narrowed. Khan ran.

Spock pursued him, refusing to let him disappear into the crowd. Khan shoved people aside and entered a building, but Spock dodged the fallen people and continued to follow him. Khan didn’t bother to open a door and crashed through the glass, and Spock’s botos crunched over the shards. Khan exited the building and zig-zagged through stairs, but those obstacles were nothing to Spock. While Khan’s stamina was endless, Spock’s rage refused to die as well.

Crossing a street, Khan forced cars to stop, and his escape remained unimpeded. However, Spock’s pursuit was fueled by equal parts ambition and rage, and he was undeterred.

Khan leapt from the street and onto a carrier lifting into the air. He watched in satisfaction as it rose above Spock. His smirk fell as Spock jumped and grabbed onto the bottom of the carrier. Pulling himself up, Spock caught sight of Khan once more. Khan stamped down on his hand, and Spock let out a cry. His phaser fell away to the ground far below.

Viciously, Khan grabbed Spock and threw him against the side of the carrier. Spock jumped to his feet and ducked Khan’s next punch. He side-stepped Khan and punched, connecting with Khan’s cheek. Khan barely stumbled, but anger coursed through Spock and spurred him forward. His Vulcan strength was affecting Khan, even if a little.

Furious at being hit, Khan redoubled his efforts, and Spock grappled with him. They exchanged blows, each managing to avoid being completely taken out but taking their share of bruises as they dealt out attacks.

Spock grabbed Khan’s next and pinched it. Instead of sending him to sleep, the Vulcan Nerve Pinch only caused Khan frustration and pain due to his resilience. He let out an angry yell and nearly went to his knees. However, Khan grabbed Spock’s wrist and flipped it over awkwardly. Spock was forced to let go, and Khan punched him. Then, he grabbed Spock’s neck, forced him upright, and punched him again.

Spock hit the top of the metal carrier hard, and Khan loomed over him. He grabbed the sides of his head and pressed inwards. Spock grabbed his hands and tried to pull Khan’s grip away. When that didn’t work, Spock took desperate, private measures.

Spock pressed his fingers to Khan’s temple and forced a mind meld. Spock pressed all of his anger and grief into Khan, mimicking (Y/N)’s empathy by sharing all of his pain with Khan. He let out a cry and kneed Spock in the stomach to force him away. Khan took a step back and panted as Spock groaned. Turning to spot another carrier, Khan jumped.

He landed on the carrier below and looked back up at Spock. He wasn’t a superior human. He couldn’t do what Khan did.

But Spock was braver than Khan could ever be, and, knowing (Y/N) would have courage, Spock was willing to risk everything to gain his vengeance against Khan. Spock ran and jumped into the open air. He landed on the metal carrier below and rolled back. He grabbed onto the edge with barely enough time to hang on for his own life. But Spock had survived the jump.

Khan stared in frustrated disbelief as Spock pulled himself up. He kicked Spock back and grabbed his collar to punch him several more times. Then, Khan grabbed Spock’s head again and pressed inwards.

“You,” he sneered. “You inferior thing. Half-human, half-Vulcan, completely inferior!” Khan glared at Spock. “So what made you special to them? Nothing is special about you. You’re nothing compared to me. No one is.”

“You…lost!” said Spock, pulling his hands away. “Because someone with more bravery than you could ever have sacrificed everything.”

“Bravery…more like stupidity,” growled Khan, trying to crush Spock between his hands like he wanted to with his own insecurities and anger at being defeated.

Behind Khan and Spock, Transporter energy appeared, and it swirled into the form of Kirk. He stood with a phaser in hand and spun towards Khan and Spock. Khan whirled on Kirk, but Kirk fired the phaser—on stun—over-and-over into him. Khan flinched but continued approaching Kirk.

Spock tore a piece of metal from the carrier and grabbed Khan’s shoulder. Khan turned, and Spock hit him across the face. While Kirk kept the phaser trained on Khan, Spock grabbed his arm, braced it across his shoulder, and pulled.

Snap!

Khan shouted in anger and pain as his arm broke. He had been wrong—Spock could break bone.

“Spock!” shouted Kirk.

Spock ignored him. Grabbing Khan’s disoriented body, he flipped him and slammed him onto the metal. He pinned him down and punched him again and again. Every bit of his grief and anger and pure fury at having lost (Y/N)—the person he loved most—went into his attacks. Khan couldn’t take a single moment to recover. He was at Spock’s mercy, and Spock had none left to give.

“Spock!” Kirk knelt and stared at Spock desperately. “Spock, stop!” But Spock was blind with rage, blind to anything but revenge. “He’s our only chance to save (Y/N)!” Kirk used the one phrase he knew could get Spock back.

Save (Y/N).

Spock froze and looked at Kirk. Kirk gazed back at him with such intensity that Spock knew he was telling the truth. Spock looked back down at Khan. He raised his fist and punched him one last time.

Khan’s consciousness was knocked from him, and he went limp.

Khan was defeated. Spock stood victorious.

And he had a chance to save (Y/N).

“(Y/N)…I feel the same. I love you.”

“I have loved you for longer than I knew the words for it.”

“May I kiss you?”

“I love you, T’hy’la.”

“Beloved.”

“T’hy’la, keep your eyes open. Stay with me…Please…”

“Please. Please, open your eyes, T’hy’la.”

(Y/N)’s eyes opened slowly to bright white light. A familiar voice spoke to them, pulling them from the depths of their own mind and the infinite blackness that surrounded them. They blinked.

In an instant, a hand was in theirs, and two fingers pressed against theirs. (Y/N) smiled as they felt the familiar, comforting aura.

“Spock,” they said softly, turning their head.

He gazed at them from beside their hospital bed, searching their face for signs of discomfort. “You’re alright, T’hy’la,” said Spock, comforting himself as well as them. After all, (Y/N) had been dead. They had barely been saved, and until they awoke, Spock had been left in the greatest fear of his life. “You’re alive.”

(Y/N) smiled. “I promised I’d come back.” They pressed their fingers against Spocks’ again. “And I don’t break my promises.”

“I am very glad you are alive, T’hy’la,” said Spock. “I thought…I thought I had lost you. It was a terrible thought.”

“I’m sorry that I worried you, Spock,” said (Y/N) softly.

Spock shook his head. “It is unavoidable for me to worry for you. I love you, T’hy’la. I will always worry for you. I want the best for you. I couldn’t—can’t—stand the thought of leaving you to die.”

(Y/N) smiled. “I love you, too, Spock.” They chose not to mention that Spock had learned what they had at the volcano—that people would risk everything to protect those they loved. “I love you so, so much.”

Tears came to (Y/N)’s eyes as all the emotions they’d gone through until then came through them. The fear of losing their friends. The anger at Khan. The fear of death. Dying.

But they were alive. They were holding the hand of the man they loved. (Y/N) was alive and filled with every positive emotion possible, burning with warmth.

“I love you, Spock,” said (Y/N), gazing at him with pure love and emotion.

Spock raised his other hand and wiped their tears of relief away. He leaned in. “I love you, too, T’hy’la.” He kissed them. He showed them his love, the best medicine he could give, for his own heart and theirs.

“There will always be those who mean to do us harm,” said Kirk. “To stop them, we risk awakening the same evil within ourselves. Our first instinct is to seek revenge when those we love are taken from us.”

(Y/N) touched Spock’s fingers at the words. They gazed at the flag being folded in honor of Pike and all the other lives lost against Khan. Around them, people sat with solemn auras and expressions.

“But that’s not who we are,” continued Kirk.

(Y/N) pressed their fingers properly against Spock’s, and he returned the quiet gesture.

“We are here today to rechristen the U.S.S. Enterprise and to honor those who lost their lives nearly one year ago,” said Kirk, looking out at the crowd. “When Christopher Pike first gave me his ship, he had me recite the Captain’s Oath, words I didn’t appreciate at the time. Now I see them as a call for us to remember who we once were and who we must be again. And those words?”

“Space, the final frontier. These are the voyages of the starship Enterprise and her five-year mission to explore strange new worlds. To seek out new life and new civilizations. To boldly go where no one has gone before.”

“Captain on the Bridge,” announced Chekov.

Kirk strolled onto the Bridge and smiled at everyone. The newly-rebuilt Enterprise was completely repaired and gleaming in the lights and joy of its crew. Kirk chuckled as he saw Sulu sitting in the captain’s chair.

“It’s hard to get out of it once you’ve had a taste, isn’t that right, Mr. Sulu?” teased Kirk.

Sulu stood. “ ‘Captain’ does have a nice ring to it,” he said playfully. “Chair’s all yours, sir.”

Kirk smiled and opened a comms channel. “Mr. Scott. How’s our core?”

“Purring like a kitten, Captain,” came Scotty’s pleased reply. “She’s ready for a long journey.”

“Excellent,” said Kirk. He clapped Bones on the back. “Come on, Bones! It’s gonna be fun!”

“Five years in space. God help me,” grumbled Bones.

“Don’t worry, Bones. You have the best company,” teased (Y/N), coming onto the Bridge with Spock.

Kirk smiled broadly. “Spock. (Y/N). Glad to see you.”

“We’re glad to be here, Captain,” said (Y/N).

“Captain,” greeted Spock.

“Oh, god, I forgot I was stuck for give years for the lovebirds,” groaned Bones.

“Bones, I have a feeling they’re going to have the steadiest relationship,” laughed Kirk. He patted (Y/N) and Spock on the shoulders, and his smile became gentler. “Really, though. I’m glad to have you both.” He looked out at the stars stretching into infinity before them. “Where shall we go?”

“As a mission of this duration has never been attempted, we defer to your good judgement, Captain,” said Spock.

“We know you’ll do the right thing,” said (Y/N), smiling.

The two took their places at their stations as Kirk sat down in his chair.

“Mr. Sulu, take us out,” he said, and he leaned back.

“Aye, Captain,” said Sulu.

The Enterprise jumped to warp.

(Y/N) and Spock looked at one another, and (Y/N) smiled while Spock gazed back with equal fondness. They had faced so much destruction and death and overcome it all. They were still together. They always would be.

(Y/N) and Spock had each other. They had their love. That was all they needed.

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electronickingdomfox · 7 months ago

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"Uhura's Song" review

Novel from 1985, by Janet Kagan. I have mixed feelings about this book. For starters, if you're looking for a story focused on Uhura, this isn't it. She plays an important role in the very first chapters, but then she goes to the background, and doesn't have more protagonism than, say, Chekov.

Anyway, misleading title and cover aside, there are good things about it. The culture of the Sivaoans (some kind of anthropomorphic cats) is well fleshed and described in detail. Little by little, we learn a lot about this people: their social structure and rites of passage, the importance they place on names and oral tradition, their linguistic quirks, taboos and legends, etc. By the last third of the novel, when the crew goes on a quest along the main Sivaoan characters, we've come to understand and care about them. So yeah, as an exploration of an alien culture, it's alright.

But on the other hand, there's an incredible amount of filler in this novel. It's about twice as long as the average TOS novel of this era, but a great chunk of it is just pages and pages of the Enterprise crew doing cute things and playing with cats. With little development in-between. The narrative has a tendency to overindulge in the most insignificant events. Sometimes, after several pages of this, I'd stop and think "Are they really STILL talking about that!? It wasn't so interesting to begin with!" Granted, the main mystery is engaging enough to keep going: I wanted to know what had happened between the Sivaoans and their distant relatives thousands of years ago; and I wanted to know how they'd find the cure for the plague that's at the core of the mission, and what had songs to do with it. Those things kept me going... but with a lot of struggle to wade through the fluff.

Another problem is the guest character, Dr. Evan Wilson, who's not just a doctor, she's a... (insert anything you can think of here). No, really, whatever you can do, be sure she can do it ten times better: she beats Sulu at fencing and Spock at computers, she's a better engineer than Scotty, she's the best friend of everyone and is impossible not to love her (including the Sivaoans), she will develop a new vaccine and then kill a dangerous beast with a spear in the same breath, all the time being "super funny". Even when she's not present, other characters' conversations tend to gravitate towards her and comment on how awesome she is. (For those that get "The Simpsons" references: she's a Poochie, literally). But it's not just that she's a blatant Mary Sue; after all, a Mary Sue may fulfill an important role in a story, provide the plot or be the key to solve a conflict. The main problem with Dr. Wilson is that I see no reason why she needs to be in the story to begin with. She just steals McCoy's role as chief medical officer, and doesn't offer anything that couldn't have been done by other character (like Uhura, for example). There's some mystery about her identity, but its resolution doesn't explain why she's important for the story either.

To summarize, this novel has an interesting premise, but would have been much better without Dr. Wilson, and cutting corners on the fluff. If you want to read an actual Uhura story, go get "The Tears of the Singers" instead... Unless you absolutely need lots of cats, I don't know.

Spoilers under the cut:

The Eeiauoans (some sort of cat people) are being ravaged by the worst outbreak so far of a deadly disease: ADF syndrome. Sick Eeiauoans start losing all their fur, bend in pain, and in the final stages, enter a coma and die. At first thought to be exclusive to this race, the disease starts propagating among humans, and Chapel is one of the first to fall sick. So while McCoy battles the disease planetside, Uhura tries to find a solution in the Enterprise. She's good friends with Sunfall, an Eeiauoan dancer, and suspects there are clues about a cure, hidden in the ancient songs that Sunfall passed to her.

Thus, Uhura starts working with Spock to analyze the songs. Some of them seem to allude to a different origin for the Eeiauoans, as if they were colonists or exiles from another planet. And Uhura believes the cure is to be found in their planet of origin; one of the songs mentions similar symptoms as ADF, but unfortunately, the part about the cure was cut out. Speculating about some astronomical references in the songs, they narrow down the search to a certain quadrant. But the Eeiauoans refuse to help, or even acknowledge this extra-planetary origin, as if they were hiding something. Finally one of them, desperate about her sickness, confesses that the planet's name is Sivao, which helps Spock and Uhura to pinpoint the place. And considering how difficult was this search, and how vague the references in the songs, they solve this part of the problem with relative ease.

McCoy is left with the medical team in the planet, so Dr. Wilson takes his place in the Enterprise. Once in Sivao, Kirk, Wilson, Spock, Uhura and Chekov beam down to contact the aliens. They're very similar to the Eeiauoans, suggesting a common ancestry, though their language is a bit different. And unlike the Eeiauoans, they still live as nomadic tribes. They're amicable enough at first, but as soon as Kirk mentions the Eeiauoans and the plague, they become really hostile, and refuse to talk about the subject. Just as happened with their relatives, the Sivaoans don't even recognize the existence of the others. Nonetheless, the crew stays with them for several days, in the hope that they reveal something eventually. Uhura trades songs with the local bard, Chekov builds shelters and plays with the kids, Wilson befriends Brightspot (the local chief's young daughter) and Jinx (a kind of outcast among her people). They also discover that the Sivaoans have perfect pitch when singing, and perfect memory of events, so they don't need books. But although some Sivaoans seem to be itching to help them, they still can't acknowledge the existence of the Eeiauoans. Besides, a description of ADF syndrome doesn't ring any bells with the town's doctor.

Meanwhile in Eeiauo, McCoy has contracted ADF too, but a new treatment developed by Wilson before her departure can slow down the symptoms, though it's not a cure. (And there's a big mood whiplash here, since Kirk and co. are having so much fun with the cats, while McCoy is having the shittiest time of his life...).

In the Sivaoan village, the crew finally gets one of the natives to speak, even if she can only confess it to the tricorder: two thousand years ago, their civilization split between a technologically-advanced one, and a tribal one; but technology and urban dwelling brought disease and the extinction of several species, so that part of the Sivaoans was forced to leave the planet, and establish a colony in Eeiauo. The two branches have tried to ignore each other ever since, out of guilt. However, if the crew wishes to learn more, they'll have to undergo a rite of passage to be considered real adults for the Sivaoans. So the crew, together with Brightspot and Jinx (who was ostracized for having failed the rite several times) go out on a quest. They need to traverse a dangerous part of forest to the nearest village.

For the following days, the crew fights against wild animals with primitive weapons, survive a fall into the river, and must take care of Chekov, who has fallen suddenly ill with ADF. It turns out that Chekov was specially sensitive to the disease, and he will die even before reaching the next village. Then Uhura decides to sing again the song about the cure, but this time varying the pitch, in case that makes Brightspot and Jinx recognize it. Effectively, one of the variations matches a Sivaoan song about some mild chidren disease. This way, they find out that this minor disease in Sivao, has evolved into the lethal ADF among other populations. Chekov caught the disease because he was playing a lot with the cat kids. Once they know this, Jinx quickly concocts a cure with local plants, and Chekov starts recovering.

After finishing the quest, the crew is able to confront the local chieftain as adults, and several Sivaoans choose to go with them to Eeiauo, to help with the cure (among them, Brightspot and Jinx). Everyone is cured and vaccinated, and it's time for Dr. Wilson to depart. Spock, who had grown increasingly suspicious about Wilson, starts investigating her records. And he discovers she's not the real Dr. Wilson, but some kind of "space pirate" or benevolent trickster, who goes around impersonating other people and helping here and there... Okaaay. In her last message, Wilson challenges Spock to keep searching for her across the galaxy (but I'm pretty sure Spock will have forgotten everything by the next novel).

Spirk Meter: 2/10*. There's the usual mind-link between Kirk and Spock, so the latter is certain that the Captain's alive after falling into a river. Kirk is often amused by Spock's idiosyncracies. And one night, he wakes up from a nightmare, to find Spock's "reassuring form" next to the fire. Also, Kirk teases Spock saying that "some of my best friends are devious- isn't that right, Mr. Spock?" However, there's only timid examples like these. Compared with other novels, there's not much more.

A bit of McKirk as well. McCoy is reaaally happy to have Kirk back in the end. And Kirk comes to a sleeping, sick McCoy (who's cuddling with the cat kids; you know, the ones that carried the infection... WHY!?), and wakes him gently to tell him everything about their adventure.

*A 10 in this scale is the most obvious spirk moments in TOS. Think of the back massage, "You make me believe in miracles", or "Amok Time" for example.

Tagged: @agenderlessrat

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bearsinpotatosacks · 7 months ago

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I've got to share a star trek idea, call it an idea for AOS 4.

We open on the crew nearing the end of the five year mission. Jaylah’s on the crew, having finished the Academy in record time (Chekov’s still here because this is a fanfic idea not an actual movie).

Uhura goes to Bones after getting dizzy after falling off her chair during a bit of turbulence during a mission. She goes over her symptoms, talking about her feeling sick and exhausted, getting dizzy and weird cravings. He asks her when she last had her period, she says she can’t remember but thinks it's due to stress. It only clicks what he’s on about Spock going through Pon Farr, and how the precautions they used weren't made with a Vulcan (who can't return to Vulcan no less) going through his first Pon Farr in mind. They do some tests and oops, she’s pregnant.

They keep it a secret, she’s going to keep it but she’s not sure how Spock'll take it with his strange relationship with his species now they're endangered and all. To hide the check ups, they start a ballroom/latin dancing club, they're both pretty proficient. Bones even gets to jokingly flirt with Uhura to annoy Spock.

Spock starts to suspect something, he's about to make a logical investigation when they beam down to a planet for a Prime Directive mission and forget everything.

Jim wakes up remembering who he is, in a house he doesn't own, late for a job he doesn't have. Technology is ancient, like something from a noir film. And he can't find his friends anywhere.

He goes about his life and finds out he's an English professor, Chekov is one of his students but he doesn't know him as Captain Kirk, just his pushy but nice professor. When he goes to remind him, he doesn’t know what he’s on about and walks away.

Jim’s car breaks down, he calls a number and Scotty arrives, a mechanic in debt to a local gang who helps him out. It's only in talking to him that he mistakenly wakes Scotty up from his dream and realises who he is. They realise that they've got to wake everyone up to help them get out.

We cut to Bones, who's an ER doc helping another person after they've been beaten up. Whenever someone asks questions, one Hikaru Sulu comes in, slips money in their pocket, and the questions go away. But not Bones. He’s the only person in this damn hospital you can't buy off, but knows this is known, as he's never allowed on these cases, where people come in battered and bruised and they're too scared to say who did it. The closest he's come is with some scottish mechanic, but even he hadn’t said much apart from a debt being owed.

He sighs, signing out, and goes home, another day of not helping as much as he would want, another day of fighting off the growing corruption in this city. Little does he know, that Scottish Mechanic is sitting nearby, watching him leave and following him home with James T Kirk by his side. They’ve found Dr McCoy and now need to wake him up.

They follow him home, see him go inside and get changed into a freshly pressed suit and walk into town, entering a dark club. They follow him and see how he’s treated like the owner, they take his coat, give him a cigar and light it, his drink is already poured by, wait is that Chekov at the bar?

And who is the singer in this bar? Uhura. She crunes a smooth song (i imagine smooth operator by sade) as he sits, smoking in the darkness and watching her every move. When the song's over, she invites him to dance before she sneaks him backstage. Jim thinks of Spock’s suspicions before shaking them off and sending Scotty to try and work on Chekov, succeeding.

Backstage, Bones helps Uhura, who'd pregnant with the owner of the club's baby. One Mister Spock, who owns most of the town, and has everyone in his pocket. Well, almost everyone, she thinks, looking at Dr McCoy as he gives her more iron tablets and tells her to rest.

They talk about how she’s going to get out. There's only so long she can hide this, there's only so much she can throw Spock off the scent with how much Bones questions the people sent into his ER after Spock orders his men to beat them up.

She talks about trying to run but there being nowhere she can go that he won't follow. She wants her career to go further but knows if she stays in the country, she'll be found.

He tells her that he'll keep trying and leaves, just in time too, as Spock walks in, confidence and cold, cool logic oozing off him.

The plot is a little thinner from here. I know we cut to Jaylah, in someone's office, she’s their every woman, their gun for hire, she's the person Spock sends when things get too dark or difficult for his usual men. In this case, he needs her to get Dr McCoy on his side, be that through violence or sex or blackmail, he doesn’t care, he's become a nuisance and needs stifling.

Jim tries to wake Sulu up but gets beaten up, ending up in Bones' care, who he also fails to wake up. Bones sees to Uhura again, but gets distracted when Jaylah talks to him, they get along, he buys into it and ends up going home with him. They start something, she gets him in bed before threatening him, blackmailing him and bringing up his dead wife and daughter, before getting him to swear that he'll leave Uhura alone and get his nose out of Spock’s business.

Jim meets Jaylah outside and, with Scotty’s help, manages to wake her up. They get her on side and get her to play her role and get to Uhura.

When Bones doesn’t show up for the next few days, Uhura knows Spock’s got to him too. Jaylah walks in, Uhura threatens her but Jaylah, under pressure, lies and, after trying to wake her up and failing, offers to help her get out for a price, saying she's gotten tired of it all.

They make a plan, Uhura will meet Jaylah at the docks, Bones will meet them and they'll go together, all three.

Jim realises they’re running out of time, Spock finds out about the plan. Jaylah fights Sulu and manages to wake him up, Jim gsts through to Bones by mentioning how Joanna and Jocelyn are live. But Spock gets to Uhura first, it's only when she tells him she's pregnant that they both wake up and it all stops.

I think there's also some other element to it, maybe if they don't get off the planet in a week or something then they all get trapped there with their fictional memories?

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simmeons · 2 months ago

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wow, some whump that isn't part of the bad things happen bingo! i just didn't think this fitted any of the prompts, and i didn't see why i should force it to :)

characters; Leonard McCoy, Sea Monster!Montgomery Scott, James T Kirk, Spock, Pavel Chekov, Hikaru Sulu, and unnamed crew/engineers/nurses.

words; 1,764

warnings; death, major character death, detailed descriptions of serious injuries, body horror, detailed descriptions of body horror, guns, shooting mentioned guns, stalking/prowling, feral acting character, and swearing. please i am being fr when i talk about body horror, i go into some detail with a kill this "chapter"

FYI; this story is a continuation of THIS ONE! please also remember this in the Mirror Mirror universe, people are assholes on purpose! they are not good people! once again, McCoy and Scotty's design belong to @dilfoez, i just made Scotty a sea monster- part of an AU i have.

“He’ll survive.” McCoy informed the nurses around him, and some of the people who hid out in sickbay.

Chekov was in critical condition, but he was stabilized. Once they got Scotty under control and everything was back to normal, the man would recover fine and go back to work like nothing happened.

Everyone around all sighed and relaxed, feeling more calm now knowing the man would make it out to see another day.

Despite originally being worried about Chekov, now all that McCoy could think about was Scotty.

Where was he? What was he doing? Was he okay? Has he hurt anyone else? And if so- to what extent? Were they long gone by now, or could they be helped?

The doctor longed to study his personal experiment more, especially when in action. He could only imagine the havoc the beautiful engineer was bringing upon the poor crew.

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The engineers in main engineering all huddled together, unspokenly sticking close together out of fear. They had been working when the lock down happened, so they were completely clueless to what was happening outside in the halls.

“Did you hear that?”

“Shh!”

Whispered voices rippled through the tense air, hushed words coming out with fear laced in each syllable. The lights were turned off like a classroom would be in a school during a lockdown, so the workers were blind, relying on their hearing. Unfortunately, due to the fear, they were all individually second guessing themselves.

Silence fell between them again, listening and waiting for whatever was to come.

Creak… Squeak, squeak.

The sound of a hatch being turned open.

Everyone froze in place, blind eyes looking to where the sound seemed to be coming from.

Clack, clack.

The sound of something sharp, possibly lighter in mass, laying against the metal flooring came rippling in.

Thud.

Something large fell to the floor, followed by a soft growl.

No one moved- not unless they wanted to live.

The thing was obviously moving, the footsteps volume changing somewhat, growing distant, accompanied by heavy breathing.

Having to be completely silent and still made time feel like it dragged on forever as the creature did its laps through main engineering, letting out growls and snarls as it did so. Still, they remained hunkered down by their consoles, hoping to stay out of the way.

The creature- no, a man, but not a man- let out an annoyed snarl like a predator. It had to be Scotty, their colleague, their chief, twisted into something monstrous by whatever experiments had been done to him. They had heard whispers, rumors of Scotty's changing behavior, of his sessions with McCoy in the simulation programs, but none of them had imagined it could go this far. He had the claws responsible for the clanking, a tail for the thud, and the new vocal cords for the growls.

The silent prowl continued for another moment before the sea monster let out a roar of anger, unhappy with the lack of anything. Unfortunately, a man let out a soft whisper of fear from the loud noise- and that's all it took.

Scotty wildly lunged at where the whimper came from, effectively pouncing on the man who happened to be hidden away from the rest of the group, forcing him to the floor with a thud.

The other engineers fought back sounds of pure terror as their colleague let out blood curdling screams, the sound of flesh being effortlessly ripped apart, blood spilling and bones snapping like twigs. It was only a few seconds before the man was silent- no doubt dead.

The deafening silence that followed the man's death was more terrifying than the attack itself. No one dared to move, frozen in their hiding spots as the sound of Scotty’s ragged breathing filled the air. The scent of blood quickly engulfed their nose, a sickening smell.

An older gentleman tried to take the opportunity now that Scotty was distracted to try and get some distance between himself and Scotty- maybe something to protect himself. He made it a few feet away, but his knees gave a soft crackle from the uncomfortable strain, and Scotty’s head whipped around immediately to the sound.

It was too dark to see if Scotty was looking at him, but still, the man halted his movement. He knew better than to think he'd survive now.

“Please…” It was a helpless plea, met with a roar and teeth sinking deep into his throat, ripping out his vocal cords in a loud and messy attack.

Screams erupted from the other engineers as they realized there was no escaping the beast that had once been their chief. Panic took over, and the group scattered, abandoning their hiding spots in a desperate bid to flee the room. Some ran for the exits, while others tried to barricade themselves behind consoles or machinery.

The taste of blood filled Scotty’s mouth again, igniting the need to get more.

Hurried and scared engineers worked against each other, their own survival instincts telling them “every man for himself”- and Scotty didn't care. The door creaked open, and red light from the blaring alarms from the hall spilled in, the lighting basked over Scotty’s body, giving him some visibility finally.

A handful of engineers immediately started to flee, and Scotty would've loved to attack them all, but the wound from his side was starting to grow increasingly inconvenient, so he only could get a few kills under his belt.

Quick slices and bites rendered a lot of workers injured, easy pickings for later. When one of his prey tried to crawl away into the hall, Scotty immediately got on their back, his claws digging into the person’s shoulders. Deep into the skin, he dragged his claws down, shredding the skin, the sounds of agony filling his ears as blood gushed from the thick and ugly cuts down the person’s back until the sea monster stopped at their lower back. The injury was bad enough- but he wasn't done.

Using the newly formed slices of skin, Scotty grabbed a handful on each side, yanking aggressively- skinning the engineer’s back like a hunter would skin his game. Exposed muscle, Scotty dug his hands deeper, grabbing the spine, and yanking up hard. It came out like a shrimp tail being removed, the blood flying up in a dazzling spectacle, the sea monster licking his lips when some of it reached his face.

Dropping the spine without much of a care, Scotty’s chest heaved with each breath, his wound throbbing, blood still trickling from it. He could feel himself weakening, his movements growing more sluggish, but the need to fight, to kill, kept him moving.

“Scotty!”

A shout.

The sea monster’s head perked up, looking down the hallway, seeing a figure. Cut him slack- he couldn't think straight, he had no idea who the hell was calling for him. But, it wasn't McCoy. He knew that.

And he wanted McCoy.

No one would stop him from getting the doctor.

A roar ripped itself from his throat as he lifted himself up off the dead body beneath him, a warning for whoever was there to run or else they'd die. No matter, they didn't move, even when Scotty started to run at them.

Click.

Holding up an old Earth pistol from a holster, the weapon was aimed, lacking any hesitation-

Bang!

Scotty didn't have the mind to even know what was happening, but within a few seconds, his body fell to the floor, dead weight. It was immediate, the aim being so precise, the Scotsman had no chance. A quick and painless headshot.

Sulu shook the gun in his hand, waving away the smoke from the gunshot, looking at the dead sea monster on the floor in front of him. He didn't care if that thing was Scotty at some point- it obviously wasn't him anymore.

“No!” The shot was heard throughout the level, perfect for McCoy to hear it, the doctor immediately ran out of sickbay. “No, no, no! God damn it!” He really didn't want to deal with someone being shot, but even more when he realized who it was.

Scotty’s massive, hulking body lay crumpled on the floor, his once vibrant scales now dull under the harsh emergency lights. His head was tilted at an odd angle, his single eye staring blankly ahead. Blood seeped from the bullet wound in his skull, pooling beneath his limp form. It haunted the doctor to his core.

Sulu stood over the body, the smoking pistol still in hand, his expression grim but unmoving. He didn't look at McCoy when he entered the hallway- he didn’t need to. He didn't care what the doctor thought.

"You... you shot him." McCoy whispered, his voice shaking with a mixture of shock and fury.

Sulu finally turned to face him, his expression lacking any regret. "He wasn't Scotty anymore, Doctor. He was a monster. He killed half the engineering crew. I had no choice.”

The doctor ignored Sulu, making his way to Scotty’s lifeless body. McCoy's face twisted in anger and grief as he knelt beside Scotty's body, his hands trembling as he reached out to touch the still warm scales. Blood stained his fingers, but he didn’t care. The cold weight of reality settled heavily on his chest, tightening around his heart. Scotty, his Scotty, was gone.

“I'm sorry, Scotty.” McCoy whispered to the corpse. “You weren't his to kill.”

Such a beautiful experiment- gone just like that.

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“You say you survived the attack?”

A pregnant woman- Lydia, nodded. The investigation room was cold and unwelcoming, but she tried to keep her spirits up.

“Yes,” She said, keeping her voice soft and level. “Mr Scott was right there- but he didn't attack me. I don't know why, but he hesitated.”

Kirk gave a nod in understanding, the captain being the one doing most of the talking while Spock and McCoy were on either side of him, standing there while he sat with the victim.

“Is there anything else you can tell us?” The captain asked.

Lydia just frowned. “I'm sorry… I really don't know what else to say. I just begged him to leave me alone, and I guess he- I don't know. There must've been some regret, or something in there.”

McCoy felt his chest tighten at those words. It hurt- such a wonderful thing had been wasted, and he hadn't been able to stop it. He has been on the right track- tap into that part of Scotty, control and harness it, and who knows what could've been accomplished.

He was an idiot to trust Chekov.

If you want something done, do it yourself.

#this isn't part of the bad things bingo so like.#unmm #how do i tag bru #im not gonna bc i don't want people to see this and bully me like hell nah💀#silly sea scotty

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misscalming · 1 year ago

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DND WITH THE TOS CREW

Scotty : 10/10- does the best voices - quick at the maths part - strongly influenced by Gaelic folk stories - makes cool puzzles to solve - runs the most G rated campaigns out of everyone - swears sometimes and apologises for it - really likes teamwork and found family tropes - makes cool as fuck props - dresses up as a wizard - very wholesome - super passionate - beginner friendly -

Uhura : 8.5/10- actually keeps the players on task - good at organising shit - probably makes up cool fictional languages/texts to decipher - makes cool puzzles for players to solve - u feel a little stupid when you can't solve the really hard riddles tho -

Bones : 7/10 - has zero patience - would either rage quit or make the bosses impossible to kill - takes sick pleasure out of taking away everyones hit points - runs the shortest campaigns - kills off everyone as quickly as possible - only became DM after agreeing to play dnd but only if he could be the DM - you miss one session and you come back to see your character has lost 3 limbs and is on 2 hit points

Kirk : 10/10 - goofy voices - makes the best NPCs - kinda gets distracted by players' discussions - runs some of the longest and weirdest campaigns out of the lot - makes heaps of props (not quite as good as scotty's but close) - low key a people pleaser and indulges really dumb side quests the players make up like finding the toilets or some shit - basically all the main "important to the plot" NPC's he plays are hard flirts - has spare dice for everyone - makes awesome stories and great at entertaining everyone with his villain speeches - gets really upset but tries to hide it when you have something on and miss a session and you feel really bad because he puts a lot of effort into the campaign and it means a lot to him - would love to sit down and make character sheets with beginners but doesn't have the time :(

Spock : 7/10- great atmosphere - will put on Vulcan music and vividly describe some waterfall for 30 minutes - kinda boring? - but okay if you like poetry - doesn't let you mess with the NPCs or do ridiculous shit - says "Are you sure you wish to do that?" a lot - impossible to beat bosses - "love wins" every fucking time and fighting never actually solves anything - cock blocks u from the NPCs :( - does not have spare dice for everyone and will make u leave if you don't bring your own dice - no variety in the roles he can play - every npc is just a Spock self insert clone lol - doesn't give you time to think about what to do or let you talk to other players if their characters are physically separated from your own for "realism"

Chekov : 6/10 - communist manifesto role play - feels like you're in an episode of Seinfeld on crack - makes really confusing plots with twenty storylines and thinks he's a literary genius - does really bad accents - spits when he gets too into it - which is often - if you sit a few chairs away and are there for some nonsensical shit he's the dm for you - takes it so seriously you have to laugh - Spock just silently stood up and left after 3 minutes of the first session and never came back - makes really good drawings of everyone's characters tho - just a bad star trek episode in dnd form

Sulu : 4/10 - doesn't really know what he's doing - god his voice tho - forgets the rules sometimes - "uhh what happened last session again?" - "What happened to (insert NPC name here)?" - "Oh- uhh they died, moving on" - doesn't have the drive to be the DM at all really - probably makes nice stories which criticise capitalism - makes you bring your own dice, character sheet and miniatures

Chapel : 6/10 - accidentally shows everyone her notes - lets the players run the game - spends half the time flipping through the handbooks looking for random monsters to throw in on a whim - dedicates herself to her speeches - likes player debates - pretty good at steering the plot

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trekkietales · 2 months ago

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Yes Commander

Spock smut

Warning: smut with a smidge of plot, spanking, dom spock, female body.

Spock did have emotions. I saw him express them a few times. Though he had fantastic control over them. Just not when it came to me.

It started with a man at a bar. We finally got shore leave and Bones, Jim, Spock, and I decided we needed a drink. We all separate for different reasons. Jim was flirting, Bones wanted some kind of damn peace (his words), and Spock was getting drinks for himself and I. So here I was at a table, alone when some guy comes up and flirts with me.

I had no clue what to do. I was never good with people flirting with me. Before I could get Spocks attention, Chekov came up behind me. He grabbed my hand and pulled me into him.

“Baby, is this man bothering you?”

“Yes, he is.” Before anything could happen the man ran off. Me and Chekov looked at each other and burst out laughing. By the time we got back onto the ship everyone knew what had happened.

Each time we passed each other we would sneak in a ‘baby’ or ‘dear’ and completely lose it each time. Sulu even got in on the joke and would say we look cute together. As the day went on everyone slowly forgot about it and when I was done with my shift I just about ran to my quarters. I walked in to see Spock. I smiled and he returned an eyebrow raise.

“I do believe that Chekov is down the hall.”

“Why would I want to be with him?”

"you two have gotten extremely close lately.'' It suddenly got super clear. Spock was jealous.

"Awe, is someone jealous?"

"Absolutely not. Jealousy is a human emotion, as a Vulcan I have suppressed all my emotions."

I knew Spock was upset. I also knew what to do to make him feel better. I grabbed his hand and led him to the couch and made him sit down. I then ran to the bedroom to change. I came back out in beautiful black lace and I knew I had him when he gulped.

I kneeled in between his legs and grabbed his hand. I put it on my face so he could read my mind. I went through every reason i love him. He pulled away and looked at me.

“I see how much you love me, wife. I just don’t understand the change in clothes if you were going to have us mind meld.” I laughed and started to unbutton his pants.

“Because, husband, I am not done showing you how much I love and appreciate you.” I pulled out his lok and licked a stripe from the base to the green tip.

No matter how many times I give him a blowjob, he never seems to get used to it. Blowjobs aren’t exactly normal on Vulcan. It’s actually considered almost gross on the alien planet.

Looking up at him through my eye lashes, I could see his restraint was about to snap. He was close. I quickened my pace to push him over the edge when he stopped me. I pulled back confused and worried I had done something wrong.

“You haven’t done anything wrong, I just don’t wanna waste my seed by spilling it into your mouth.” My cheeks heated up. I hadn’t meant for him to lose control. He seemed to gauge my expression and calmed me.

“I am in full control, I just know what I want.” He was so hot like this. I nodded and replied with something i knew was wrong.

“Yes, Spock.” His eyebrow raised. The small moment of humor left when I saw his eyes.

“You know what you call me when we are together.” I had two options. Say what I knew would get me out of trouble or be a little mischievous. I smiled and opened my mouth.

“Of course I know Spock.” I could see his eyes darken. He pulled me in for a human kiss and then pulled me down onto the bed with him. I thought I might have gotten away with it.

“You are wrong, you are getting punished. 20 spanks so you remember my name and you will count or I will restart.” He pulled down my pants and underwear.

Wack

“One.”

Wack

“Two”

Wack

“Three” while I might be weak my ass already started hurting. He noticed my eyes watering.

“Color?” He was worried he had accidentally been to hard.

“Green.” He continued after he rubbed his hand over my ass.

Wack

“Four”

Wack wack wack

“Five, six, seven!” I almost screamed it out.

Wack wack

“Eight, nine.”

Wack

“Ten.” He had smoothed his hand over my ass again. He knew i needed a break. Spock was very much dominant over me, but no matter how hard I pushed him, he always cares about me and never hurts me.

Wack wack wack

“Eleven, twelve, thirteen” Tears were streaming down my face now. Spock knew I didn’t wanna stop but I could feel his hesitation.

“Is that all you got,Spock?” His eyebrow raised again.

“Am I gonna have to break you to stop you from being a brat?”

Wack wack

“Fourteen, fifteen.” He paused and pulled my face up to look at him.

“What is my name?”

“Commander.” He had a satisfied look on his face.

“Good girl.”

Wack wack wack wack wack!

“Sixteen, seventeen,eighteen, nineteen, twenty!”

Spock immediately stopped and started to rub my ass again. This time he was super soft with me. After he knew my ass wouldn’t hurt when I sat on it he flipped me up and had me sit on his lap.

“I didn’t hurt you too much did I?”

“Absolutely not.” He leaned in and gave me a kiss. I deepened it and flipped us over with him on top. I felt his hands explore my body. The electric feeling of his hands on my skin making me feel so good. I took off his clothes and he slid into me.

He took his time in slowly rolling his hips into mine. Bits of Vulcan came out his lips. All translating to “i love you” “my mate” and “my love”. I was almost lost in my own world when he had started kissing my neck. I giggled when I felt his teeth graze my skin. Then he bit down. I looked at him almost alarmed. We had had sex before and he never done that.

“Now people will look at you and know you are taken.” It clicked. He marked me.

“What was that for?”

“So that everyone knows your mine. Keep your collar down.”

“Yes commander” i rolled my eyes.

Captain’s log

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☀️Pavel Chekov Pool and Beach Headcannons☀️

Headcannons under the cut! Some are x reader but most are general.

He really enjoys swimming! It makes him feel free. Plus it is so different from the activities available on the ship that it is very refreshing to him. However, he didn’t discover his love of swimming until he was in the academy and one of his friends introduced it to him.

He would LOVE to carry you around in the pool. It is literally his favorite thing ever cause he can carry you for hours on end.

He would absolutely race Sulu and Kirk in the pool, he would lose most of the time

He doesn’t like sitting in the sun for long periods of time cause getting too hot makes him uncomfortable so if he is outside somewhere where he can get in the water, he would prefer to be in there.

Kirk and him have frequent splash fights, sometimes the rest of the crew get in on it too.

If someone (Spock) outside of the pool gets splashed then they will all receive a lecture about disturbing others.

He would also love to carry you out of the pool and back to wherever you are sitting (he can be surprisingly strong sometimes and loves showing off for you!) because he wants you to be treated like the royalty you are <3

If someone is not paying attention, he will dive under the water and then pop up behind them to startle them! He thinks it’s so hilarious.

If you don’t remind him to reapply sunscreen, this boy gets BURNT! He will not reapply unless you remind him so make sure to have some aloe on hand if you know he is going to swim without you.

He likes swimming under water with his eyes open. Sometimes he will go to the bottom of the pool and look up for as long as he can, he finds it very calming.

He would absolutely start chicken fights with other people if there’s enough people swimming, much to the dismay of Spock.

He looks really cute when his hair is wet. <3

He has about 5 different pairs of brightly colored swim trunks, his favorite is the blue ones with the hibiscus flowers on them. It makes him get into the vacation spirit even if he is just there for the day.

Sometimes he enjoys to just float on his back around the pool when there is nobody else swimming. He has accidentally hit his head on the side of the pool many times because he easily zones out while doing this.

He LOVES pool parties! Especially ones that have lots of glow in the dark things.

He cannot dive for the LIFE of him. He is the master of belly flops though.

You will always catch him doing flips in the pool anytime he is bored. He is currently trying to beat his record of 9 flips in one breath.

He definitely enjoys the hot tub but only on some days. Usually he prefers the regular pool because there is more space to move around.

Sometimes if he has lots of energy he will swim laps as fast as he can to tire himself out. It also helps him when his mind is racing.

After spending all day at the pool he crashes IMMEDIATELY! He really tuckers himself out so if you don’t make him go shower and he lays down on the bed he will go out like a light!

He prefers going to the pool over going to the beach because it is much simpler and quicker but he does enjoy a good beach day every once in awhile.

If he is at the beach he will take some time to collect a few interesting seashells that he likes or thinks that you would like.

In the past he gave Sulu a seashell that turned out to be a hermit crab. Sulu thought it was hilarious and named it Pavel Jr. His daughter takes care of Junior for him. She has definitely blinged out Junior’s shell at some point. Sulu thinks this is the funniest thing ever and he has definitely told all his friends about it. After every shore leave Pavel gets an update on Pavel Jr. Sulu secretly thinks this is one of the best gifts Pavel has given him, even though it was an accident.

He has absolutely gotten stung by a jellyfish at the beach before because he is an idiot and wanted to touch the pretty jellyfish since he thought it looked squishy.

Needless to say he would not stop complaining about his sting until it went away.

He’s lost his towel at the beach before. It was not fun sitting on the hot sand that day.

He loves playing in big sandbars if they are around, it’s like a mini pool!

He is comically bad at making sand castles. The last one he made just looked like a mound with a stick coming out of the top. He thinks his sand castles are amazing though.

Sulu is a god at making sandcastles. He only makes them sometimes however. If Pavel is around as well he will invite him to help on the castle. This does not go well at all. Sulu doesn’t want to discourage his friend though so some sections of the sand castle end up looking like wonky piles of sand while the others look like a professional sand castle. They have fun though. Sulu’s favorite part is adding in some shells for extra decor! After the last time he doesn’t let Pavel do this step because he ended up destroying most of the sandcastle.

Pavel HATES getting sand in his shorts. One of the main reasons why he prefers the pool. He feels like he can never get the sand fully out and it bothers him immensely.

Also every time he goes to the beach he gets sand all in his hair. This annoys him less but he still dislikes it.

He loves getting ice cream if he goes to the beach! In a way it’s cold reminds him of home. He usually gets a chocolate vanilla swirl if they have it. Otherwise, he is fine with regular vanilla. He can be picky about the cones though. Cones with no flavor are the worst thing ever to him, it is like eating cardboard. He also gets frustrated at cones that fall apart easily, if he loses his ice cream his day is ruined! (Imagine him frowning like this 🥺 at an ice cream cone that fell, that’s what he is like.)

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