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#i wrote this instead of giving in to fear and anxiety and i’m fucking proud of myself

My Top Posts in 2021

Who’s in Charge?

Who?: Cobb Vanth x Reader

What?: Cobb may be the marshal of Mos Pelgo, but he’s not always the one in charge.

Word Count: 2k

Warnings: S M U T 18+ ONLY! Language, Slight Dom/Sub, Chap 9 spoilers

A/n: Honestly did anyone expect my first fic in months to be anything OTHER than smut? Ya girl is tired yall. BUT! Timothy Olyphant breathed some life into my dead creative soul and here I ammmmm! Shoutout as always and forever to @bakerstreethound, the greatest human being on this earth and for everything she does. As this is a new character, I’m going to put the link to my taglist signup here And any of my current tags feel free to let me know if you want to be included in Timothy works!

The moment the beast fell to the sand, you took off running towards the Marshal. When he saw you heading towards him, a grin lit his features, faltering as you lunged at him, sending the both of you toppling on the sand. Cobb let out an “Oomph!” in surprise to see you straddling him from above, grinning.

You didn’t give him another moment to think, promptly grasping his wrists and pinning them to the sand before bringing him in for a fervent kiss - a kiss mingled with saltiness and sweat brimming just at the surface. For a moment, he struggled before losing himself in you, eagerly swiping his tongue across yours, the sounds of celebration fading into the background. The sound of approaching footsteps broke you both out of your reverie.

Cobb pushed you off of him gently before gathering his bearings and stood before the approaching Mandalorian. He cleared his throat and brushed himself off, and you couldn’t help but giggle at his face turning red. He glared at you over his shoulder before reaching out to shake Mando’s hand.

“Well, that’s one way to kill it, I suppose,” Cobb joked, and surprisingly Mando chuckled.

“Sorry. Didn’t have time to explain.” He said, turning back to look at the bloody scene before you.

“No apology necessary,” Cobb said. He and the Mandalorian turned to survey the scene before you, and a smirk crept onto your face at Cobb’s poor attempt to disguise his heavy breathing.

You grabbed his helmet that he’d left lying in the sand, dusting it off before bringing it over to the pair. Cobb turned to you and smiled softly. “Thanks, sweetheart.”

“If you need any help getting the rest off, you know where I am, Marshal.” You replied with a wink. Cobb let out a choked laugh, nearly dropping his helmet before turning his attention back to the Tin Man. “Nice meeting you, Mando. If you ever need a babysitter, come find me.” Mando nodded at you.

“I’ll…keep that in mind.” He said, and you chuckled at his politeness.

“Well gentlemen, if that’s all,” You nodded at the two men and took your leave. Wonder if Cobb is just gonna let that whole pinning him thing go…..

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The moment the door locked, you found yourself facing the wall, Cobb’s weight pressing into you as he pinned your arms behind your back.

“Cobb…” you warned, turning your head to protest further, only to be silenced with his lips dangerously close to your neck, trailing them up to your ear, his breath hot and heavy.

“You think you can just pin me in front of the whole town, and get away with it?” He grabbed your waistband, giving no time to answer, but for a gasp as the air hit your core. Then, he slid a foot between your feet and kicked them apart, so you were completely spread open for him.

“Cobb-” You started to speak, but your words were choked off as he slid his hand up your thigh. He just barely brushed against you, his light touch sending shivers up your spine. You arched your back right as he lifted his hand, and your eyes squeezed shut at the sudden contact.

“Lucky I’m not doin’ this outside,” He growled and slid two fingers into you with ease. A moan fell from your lips at the feeling, and you could sense his smirk as you pressed against his hand.

Bending his head to nip at your neck, he began to thrust his fingers slowly, which in turn caused you to shudder at the combination. You were sure he left marks in his wake, moaning once again as his lips found your ear. He nibbled on the lobe before speaking. “Show everyone I’m the one in charge.” Your eyes flew open at his statement, a smug grin emerging on your face.

“But you’re not, Marshal,” You purred. Cobb froze in his movement, inhaling sharply.

“W-what?” He spoke, voice low. You twisted your wrists free of his now loose grip and grabbed his arm to remove his fingers from within you. He groaned quietly as you flipped your positions so his back was against the wall, eyes wide and lips parted.

“I said, you’re not in charge, Marshal,” You leaned up to ghost your lips against his own. His eyes darkened, and he grabbed your waist as you began to smirk. “I am.” You took his hand and brought it to your lips, licking your wetness off of the two fingers he’d had inside you. He swore and pulled you closer, his other hand sliding down to squeeze your ass.

“If everyone knew how talented that tongue of yours is, I don’t think anyone would blame me for saying yes ma’am, you are.” He said, pulling his hand free from your lips with a pop. “Now how ’bout,” He grabbed the bottom of your shirt and began to lift it as he spoke. “You and I finish gettin’ undressed,” You let him pull the garment over your head and reached down to start undoing his belt. “And you let me fuck you real good,” Once you got his belt undone, he stopped you and dropped to his knees to help you step out of your pants and underwear. You licked your lips, carding your fingers in his hair as he nuzzled against your thighs. “Just how ya like? That sound good?” You bit your lip as he leaned up to swipe his tongue along your wet folds, dipping it inside you for just a moment before standing to his feet. A smirk hinted at his lips as you took a shaky breath. You didn’t bother to give him the satisfaction of an answer, pulling him down into a searing kiss, resuming work on the fastenings of his pants. You only broke apart for a moment, enough time for him to pull his shirt off, as you stumbled together towards the bed. Cobb groaned as you shoved him back onto the bed before tugging his pants off. He was already weeping at the tip, and red hot desire ignited in your core. You leaned over him, and he hissed as you took him in your hand before swirling your tongue around the tip. “Now, you start that, and this is gonna be over a whole lot quicker than either of us want, sweetheart,” He groaned. You breathed a laugh and pulled off of him, gesturing for him to move to the middle of the bed.

“Just wanted a taste, Marshal.” You purred. Cobb quickly moved, so he was lying right in the middle of the bed. A huge grin graced his lips as you climbed on top of him, and you swatted a hand away as he tried to grab your hips. “Ah-ah. You keep your hands to yourself until I say so,” You said. Cobb scowled and huffed but nodded in compliance. His face twisted in pleasure as you began to grind against him, and you bit back a groan. “Fuck, Marshal. You always feel so good,” You said, rotating your hips slightly for a different angle. Cobb moved to grab your hips but then remembered your command and clenched his jaw, shifting beneath you.

“F-feel so much better inside ya, sweetheart,” He gasped, and you grinned down at him.

“You want me to ride you, Marshal?” You ran your hands up his sides and into his hair as you spoke and leaned down. “Want to watch me fuck myself on your cock and tell you how good you feel?” You swallowed his gasp as you began to move your hips faster, and he almost whimpered into your lips before pulling back to nod his head quickly.

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22 notes • Posted 2021-01-23 01:44:24 GMT

You Know What They Say About Assuming: Chapter 2 (REWRITE)

Who?: Leonard "Bones" McCoy x Reader

What?: Leonard has spent the last 3 months since you got together teasing you and maintaining his southern gentleman reputation. Perhaps it's time to take things into your own hands.

Word Count: 1.7k

Warnings: Beginnings of smut, language

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================================================ Nothing could have prepared you for how big of a flirt Leonard turned out to be. And a clever one on top of that. You were currently 3 months into your relationship, and so far, he had not only learned precisely how to get you riled up; but also had lived up to his reputation of being a southern gentleman. Not once had he tried to take things beyond a heated makeout session. At first, you were content to take things slow, but now every time he winked at you or made a flirty quip, you wanted to drag him to the nearest closet and fuck his brains out. You’d finally come to the conclusion that you were gonna have to take things into your own hands when even a long session with your favorite vibrator in your quarters had failed to provide any sort of relief. You had just started to prepare to go confront Leonard when, much to your surprise, a message arrived from the man himself asking you to meet him at his office. A quick glance at the Chron revealed he was supposed to be getting off shift soon too. You grinned and quickly put your uniform back on. Just as you started for the door, an idea occurred, and you reached down to pull off your panties. There. You thought as you tossed them on your bed. If this don’t get the message across, I don’t know what will.

Leonard was sat at his desk when you arrived, and he smiled the moment he looked up and saw you. “Hello gorgeous.” He said and leaned back in his chair as you approached him.

“Hey sexy.” You barely gave him time to process your words before you were kissing him, dragging your tongue over his lips, and carding your fingers in his hair. He groaned in surprise, losing himself in the kiss. Unfortunately, a nurse’s voice passing by the door broke the moment. Len pushed you away gently and stood to his feet, quickly making his way to the door to close and lock it. You exhaled in a huff and moved to sit in one of the chairs in front of the desk.

“So. You wanna tell me what the hell is goin on with you?” You blinked at the sudden question and turned to raise an eyebrow at him over your shoulder.

“Excuse you?” You said, your tone laced with warning. Leonard rolled his eyes.

“Sweetheart I don’t have time for these sorts of games. If you’re upset about something then just out with it already.” He said, walking back over and leaning against his desk.

“I have no idea what you’re talking about, McCoy. I’m just peachy.” You pretended to check your nails as you spoke before giving him a grin. Leonard looked at you for all of two seconds before he practically launched off the desk to his feet.

“Okay. I’m not doing this again. Get out.” It was your turn to jump to your feet as he started to turn away.

“Fuck no!” You shouted, grabbing his arm to pull him back. His head snapped around towards you, and you cursed the height difference as he glared down at you. “You have no reason to be throwing me out-”

“The hell I don’t!” He cut you off. “I’m too old to put up with petty bullshit (Y/n), and you bein as passive aggressive as the ladies in my mommas baking competitions all the damn time ain’t gonna fly with me.” You scoffed and crossed your arms.

“When have I-” You started, but once again, he cut you off.

“On the bridge. You agreed with Spock out loud but I caught you staring at me. You knew he was wrong you were just agreein with him to poke at me.” He gestured emphatically as he spoke. Your mouth fell shut, though Leonard was right about you agreeing with Spock to mess with him; he had your reasoning all wrong. Leonard, however, took this as an admission of guilt and kept going. “I’m not the only one you’ve been acting crazy around neither. I heard there’s an ensign trying to request a transfer cause you nearly bit her head off. And I can’t think of a damn thing I’ve done wrong, so if you’re that unhappy and frustrated being with me-”

“Well maybe if you didn’t tease me so much and then not even lay a hand on me I wouldn’t be so frustrated!” You shouted. The moment the words left your lips and you saw his eyes darken, you suddenly became all too aware of how close the two of you had gotten. Your gaze dropped to his lips for a second, and you swallowed hard to resist pulling him in.

“You’re tellin me, that all this is because you’re just sexually frustrated?” Heat rose in your cheeks at his words, and you shrugged. The next thing you knew, he was pinning you against him and burying his face in your neck.

“If you wanted more all you had to do was ask.” You placed your hands flat on his chest and let out a small whimper as he nipped at your neck. “Can’t read your mind, sugar.” He spoke low as he moved up to your ear. You shivered and decided to take your chances at being bold.

“Can you read this?” You grabbed one of his wrists and brought his hand to your thigh. Your eyes were locked together as you guided him up your dress until he came into contact with your already dampening core. “What does that say about what I want?” You gasped as he used the hand wrapped around you to grab your ass and the other to press two fingers against your entrance.

“You come to my office with no panties?”

“More than once.” You whispered. He groaned and removed his hand from between your legs, quickly moving to cup your face as he crashed into your lips for a heated kiss. A gasp escaped you as he scooped you up and turned to set you on the desk, but he didn’t falter in his movements. His hands fell to your thighs, pushing them apart enough for him to settle between them. A shiver ran through as he slid them up your thighs until they were gripping your waist beneath your dress. He broke from your lips and moved back to your neck, hunting down the spot that would make you weak. “Leonard-” Your voice choked off as he found his target, and you struggled to keep from moaning. His arm moved to wrap around your waist and yank you against him, so in an instant, you could feel every inch of what he was hiding in his pants. “Holy shit.” The words escaped you before you could stop them, and Leonard smirked against your skin. His grip on your waist tightened, so you were pinned in place as he ground his hips against you. You choked, gasping and latching onto his shoulders at the harsh material of his pants rubbing against your sensitive flesh. “Len-” You whimpered. He lifted his head to meet your gaze, and another wave of desire shot through you at how dark his hazel eyes had become. “I need you.” You once again barely got the words out before his lips came crashing into yours. Suddenly a knock on the door caused you both to freeze.

“Bones! You coming to poker night or what?” Leonard dropped his head onto your shoulder and huffed at the sound of Jim’s voice.

“Hold on!” He called out before speaking quietly to you. “Suppose you wanna take this to my quarters?” He barely got the words out before you were nodding.

“Yes.” You said. Leonard grinned at your enthusiasm. You gave a wiggle of your hips to hammer the point across, an effective tactic as the doctor gripped you tighter and groaned.

“Change of plans Jim!” He called over his shoulder. You fought to suppress a whimper as he stepped away from you, the cool air a stark contrast to the warmth of his body. You took a brief moment to adjust yourself, and Leonard grinned as he looked you over. “Perfect.” You blushed at the praise, and he leaned down to give you one last kiss before heading towards the door. You stood to the side of the door where Jim couldn’t see you as Leonard opened it. “I said I’m not going.”

“And I’m saying you don’t have a choice. You and (Y/n) both are so grouchy it’s not even funny anymore and if you’re still insistent upon waiting for her-” Leonard’s eyes darted towards you for a moment in panic, and you couldn’t help but step into view.

“Waiting for me to do what?” Jim’s face went through panic, realization, and smugness before finally settling on feigned innocence.

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43 notes • Posted 2021-07-27 15:35:55 GMT

You Know What They Say About Assuming: Chapter 3 (REWRITE)

Who?: Leonard "Bones" McCoy x Reader

What?: Smut. Just pure smut.

Word Count: 2.3k

Warnings: I repeat. S M U T!!! 18+ ONLY!!!! Mentions of insecurity about body size

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The two of you held hands all the way to his quarters, sharing glances filled with anticipation and desire. As you stepped through the door, however, anxiety reared its ugly head once again. You started to turn and ask once again if he was sure, only to be met with his lips crashing into yours. At once, all the anxiety was replaced with wild desire, and you moaned against his lips. His hands slid down your body until he reached your ass, grabbing it and squeezing it tightly in a silent request to pick you up. You hesitated, and he pulled back to search your eyes.

“We don’t have to do this if you’re not ready, sugar.” He said, but the thought of having to spend another night alone in your quarters had you pulling him back in.

“Just don’t want you to hurt yourself carrying me around,” You said against his lips. Leonard scoffed and gave you a pointed look.

“Jump.” He commanded, his hands wrapping around the backs of your thighs. You took a deep breath and did as he said, bracing for him to stumble. However, to your surprise, your legs wrapped around him perfectly, and he didn’t even blink at the extra weight. “I’m a doctor, sugar. I’m used to havin to move people twice your size.” He resumed kissing you as he started towards the bedroom, the movement of his lips nearly driving the self-consciousness from your mind altogether. His hands began to roam as he lowered you onto the mattress, sliding over your breasts and down your sides. “Gorgeous…” He mumbled as he started to kiss down your neck, stopping for a moment to nip and suck a mark into the sensitive skin. You gasped and arched at the feeling, but his hands found your hips to keep you from getting too far. A moan escaped your lips as he continued mouthing against your neck, and his grip tightened at the sound. “Mmmm, lordy. I don’t think I’ll ever get tired of hearing that, sugar.” He looked up at you with a smirk. “How about we get this uniform off so I can find out all the pretty sounds you make, hmm?” He paused, waiting for your response. You bit your lip to fight a smirk of your own as you looked him up and down.

“You first, doctor.” His eyes twinkled as he stood to his feet and reached for his shirt.

“As the lady wishes,” You sat up and drank in every inch of skin revealed to you as he pulled his shirt off. You had to admit you were surprised by the amount of muscle he was hiding under his uniform, a fact which he seemed to pick up on. He sat down on the bed and reached down to untie his boots, and you took the opportunity to lean in and repay his exploration of your neck. The moment your lips touched his skin, he tensed, and a shiver ran down his spine as you dragged your tongue over the spot. “(Y/n)…”

“Well don’t let me stop you,” You said smugly. Leonard took a deep breath and quickly finished getting his boots off. A yelp escaped you as his arm wrapped around your waist and pulled you on top of him. He grinned and nipped your lip as you straddled his lap.

“Your turn.” He said, sliding his hands up your thighs and under your dress. It was his turn to watch you intently as he removed the fabric. You couldn’t help but squirm under his gaze, and it caused him to finally look back up at your eyes. In barely the time it took you to blink, he had removed the dress entirely, tossing it on the floor without a care. His hands glided over your sides, and he didn’t hesitate to send your bra flying as well. He leaned forward and started pressing kisses to your collar bone. You gasped deeply as the arm wrapped around your waist pulled you closer in his lap. The gasp turned into a moan as his lips found a nipple, and you could feel him straining against his pants beneath you.

“Leo…” You whimpered, and he pulled off of you swiftly.

“What did you just call me?” His scowl and dangerous tone had you realizing he’d misinterpreted the nickname, and you scrambled to explain yourself.

“Leo! Like the first three letters of your name….” You said quickly. When he didn’t respond right away, you continued on. “If you hate it I can call you Len I just thought you might like something a little different for- “He cut you off with a heated kiss.

“I love it.” You didn’t have time to feel relieved; the next few minutes utterly consumed with the rush to finish getting each other undressed. Leonard stood you both to your feet and started to reach for the fastenings of his pants. His fingers fumbled with the stubborn thing as you quickly bent over to remove your underwear. In an effort to speed things along and hide your own self-consciousness, you decided to take over for him. Mere moments later, all that was left was his boxers. You bit your lip and looked at his face, a silent question in your eyes. Leonard nodded once, and his eyes never left your face as you slowly pulled down his boxers. Knowing he was watching, you tried to keep a straight face as he was revealed to you. However, you failed. Fortunately, though, he let it slide and just finished stepping out of the fabric. Your eyes once again locked, and like magnets, you came back together into a bruising kiss. You lost awareness of everything but his lips on yours, and it was only the feeling of him brushing against your clit that drew you back. Somehow the two of you had ended up on the bed, and you now straddled his hips, hovering over his cock. “Last chance. Are you sure?” Leonard’s voice was strained as he cupped your cheek and searched your eyes for any sign of hesitance. You grinned widely and reached down to take him in your hand.

“I’ve never been as sure as I am right now. You?” He gave a nod and helped move you into position. His eyes were locked onto yours as you slid down onto him. A breathless groan fell from his parted lips, one you matched as he stretched you more than you’d ever dreamed of. “Oh fuuu…” You moaned softly. His hands stroked your hips as you both took a moment to adjust to the feeling. Your eyes fluttered shut as you raised and lowered experimentally. He brushed against the perfect spot with every movement as if you were simply made for each other. His grip tightened as you began to repeat your actions. “How does it feel, sugar?” His voice was low, and his accent was thickened as he spoke. You opened your eyes and looked down at him as you reached for a breast.

“So- So good, Leo,” He grunted in satisfaction and let his head fall back as you reached a pace that had you both panting. The sounds of you both moaning filled the air, along with the occasional praises that fell from his lips. Just when you started to get used to the sensations, his thumb found your clit and began to stroke it. You moaned loudly and arched your back, nearly losing all sense of your surroundings. Some vague part of you registered that Leonard McCoy was already the best you’d ever had, and you’d barely even begun.

“You look so damn good above me-” A shiver ran through you at the roughness of his voice. You paused in your movements, temporarily lost in the feelings. However, a yelp was drawn from your lips as he flipped the two of you on the bed. He didn’t give you a moment to process the new position, his hips going straight to work. “S-sorry, sweetheart- Need you-” He gasped against your lips. You shook your head and wrapped a leg around his waist.

“Don’t- Don’t stop-“You whimpered. He claimed your lips in a heated kiss as he continued to thrust. His hands found yours, and he intertwined your fingers, pinning both beside your head. Your tongues danced together as sweat began to form, the chill of space banished by the heat coming off your bodies. Every movement of his hips drew a sound from you, and every moan that escaped him threw you closer and closer to the edge. “Ohmygod-” You whimpered. “I’m-” Len nodded and groaned, his grip on your hands tightening.

“Much as I hate to admit,” He managed between pants. “I’m close too.” He removed one of his hands from yours and grabbed your hip to adjust his angle. All awareness of the rest of the world left you as he pounded into you. Stars flashed behind your eyes, and it was all you could do to babble his name. “Cmon sugar, fuck- that’s it-” You managed to open your eyes, only for the sight of him watching you hungrily followed by the command that left his lips to have you close them again in ecstasy.

“Come for me.”

All you could manage was a choked moan as your release hit you. Leonard buried his face in your shoulder with a groan as you squeezed him, and not moments later, he followed you over the edge with a shout. He continued to thrust erratically for a few moments, causing both of you to shake with electrifying aftershocks until finally, he stilled. You lost track of time as the two of you laid there basking in the feelings. Eventually, however, he moved to kiss you as he pulled out. Another shuddering exhale escaped the both of you at the friction, and it took him a few more moments to be able to get up to bring you something to clean up with. You mumbled gratefully, and he gave you a warm smile. Once you were both cleaned up, he slid back into bed behind you and pulled you against his chest. You happily snuggled against him, unable to wipe the grin from your face, and for a while, the two of you just laid there silently. Eventually, you looked back at him. He had begun to trace patterns over your skin and appeared to be deep in thought. “Leo?” You whispered, loathe to break the moment. He seemed startled at first but gave you a smile.

“Yes, sugar?” He replied, leaning forward to press a kiss to your shoulder. You returned his smile and brushed his hair back from his forehead.

“What’re you thinking about?” You asked. He hummed and rested his head on your shoulder.

“You remember when we met?” He waited until you nodded before continuing. “I can’t for the life of me figure out how I came up with the idea you and Jim were datin.” You couldn’t stop a giggle, and he nipped your shoulder playfully. “I’m serious! All I remember is just…..” He trailed off for a moment, and you turned to lay flat on your back to look at him. “Just you. Knew I was in trouble when I saw your eyes. Then you spoke, and I guess you were tired cause I knew from the first sentence you had to be from the south. Think you said somethin about tryin to keep Jim in line. Was gonna run for the hills if I’m honest.” Leonard pulled you closer when your face fell. “It’s not you, sugar. I been hurt a lot.” He inhaled shakily. “But I’m tryin cause I don’t think-” He seemed to struggle for words. “I really like you. And I know you’re worth it.” The two of you just looked at each other, then, as if on cue, you both came together at the same time. The kiss was slow and deliberate, full of the emotions you both struggled to express.

“Careful, McCoy,” You managed once you finally broke for air. He raised an eyebrow at you. “Someone might think you’re a softie at heart.” He chuckled softly and shrugged.

“Yeah well. Don’t go tellin no one. Got a reputation to maintain.” He grumbled, but the small smile was still on his lips. “Do you have any idea what Kirk was saying when we met?” His eyes turned serious again, but you just bit your lip and shook your head.

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59 notes • Posted 2021-07-27 15:36:00 GMT

Quick little McCoy drabble, unedited, written mid-fight with anxiety

The panic inside of you was just that, hidden just below the surface. It bubbled and boiled as you made your way through the seemingly unending hallways of the Enterprise, only half listening to the man following you.

“Yn, please don’t make me order you to stop and listen to me-“ Jim’s voice finally cut through the noise and you spun on a dime to face him. “I need your help-“ You pointed a finger at him accusingly and fought back the lump in your throat.

“Captain, I told you I’m reporting to the medbay-“

“That’s just where Bones is-“ You approached him, glaring and stopping before you could be reprimanded for impeding an officers personal space.

“You’re goddamn right that’s where my husband is. And right now he’s gonna be the only thing to save you from me so let. Me. Go.” Tears were beginning to well in your eyes and you spun again, striding off in the direction of the medbay. You heard Kirk sigh in frustration behind you, and his footsteps continued to follow.

“This is stupid, I never said anything rude-“ Rage bubbled amongst the panic inside you and you glared harshly at Kirk over your shoulder. He threw up his hands in surrender. “I’m just escorting you and making sure you don’t kill anyone on your way.”

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Your heart leapt into your throat the moment you caught sight of the dark hair and broad shoulders that could only belong to your husband. Leonard seemed to sense your presence, and turned towards you only seconds after you walked into the nearest empty exam room. Your eyes locked and you nearly burst into tears. “Bones!” Jim’s voice beside you made you jump and you nearly throttled the poor man before Len’s hand landed on your waist.

“What’s goin on, sugar?” You turned to meet the hazel eyes gazing down at you with soft concern, and once again you found yourself tearing up. Leonard looked up at Jim and gestured with his head over his shoulder. “Out.”

“Bones I don’t have time for this-“ You didn’t let Jim finish speaking, your heart was beginning to race and your hand was shaking as you reached up to turn your husbands head back towards you. No words were spoken as you locked eyes, and Leonard’s arm around your waist tightened as he leaned in. The moment your lips connected it was like your entire body melted, all the fear and anxiety draining away. You rested a hand on his face as he kissed you softly, tenderly, and your breathing began to return to normal. He reached up and wrapped his hand around yours as he pulled back and rested your foreheads together. For a moment you just existed, basking in the safety and love your husband exuded in your presence. You took a slow, shaky breath and opened your eyes at the same time Leonard did.

“Better?” He asked softly. You nodded and wrapped your arms around his neck to pull him in for a hug.

“Wait seriously?” Jim’s voice cut through the moment, but neither you nor Leonard made any move to break apart. “You seriously came here for one kiss and now you’re suddenly all better?” You hide your face in Leonard’s neck and couldn’t help but smile.

“Best treatment in the whole universe.” You mumbled. “What did you think I came here for anyway?”

“I don’t know, thought maybe he’d give you a hypo or something. Maybe you two would do your usual middle of the night meet up.” You rolled your eyes and shifted so one of your arms was wrapped around Leonard’s waist. “Does this mean you’ll help me now?”

95 notes • Posted 2021-03-17 05:01:44 GMT

You Know What They Say About Assuming: Chapter 1 (REWRITE)

Who?: Leonard "Bones" McCoy x Reader

What?: Y’know, Doctor, it’s a good thing I like watching your lips move; otherwise, I might never hear anything you say.”

“Lieutenant, that is highly illogical, as you have no history of hearing problems.”

“Ignore her, Spock.”

“Oh, it’s not a hearing problem, Commander. It’s a concentration problem. I find the good doctor’s looks are completely unfair and entirely too perfect to ignore.”

“Lieutenant, might I remind you that you are not there to flirt.”

“My apologies, Captain.” Bones’ eyes flashed with anger, and his jaw clenched to avoid throwing his tricorder. Boy, you had really done it this time.

Word Count: 1.4k

Warnings: Mild Language

A/N: I. Did. It. Months of struggling, damn near giving up and walking from writing altogether, and here we are. @bakerstreethound , my best friend, my partner in crime. I owe everything to you. Thank you for keeping me going in my darkest hours. @bookscoffeeandracoons , special thank you for the beta read (and an ultra special thank you for catching that i'd missed an entire section 🙈). And to all my readers still with me, thank you. I hope this will partly make up for my absence. I love y'all to the moon and back.

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Three tension-filled hours later, you finally found yourself being beamed back onto the Enterprise. Leonard wouldn’t even look at you as you moved into position to wait for Scotty. Just one glance at his clenched jaw and the damn near snarl on his face had you decide to make your exit as quickly as possible as soon as you got back. However, the doctor seemed to have other plans.

“Lieutenant, report to my office.” Doctor McCoy’s voice rang out before you could even step off the pad. You turned to face him, intending to protest, but the anger practically radiating from him gave no room for argument. You sighed heavily before replying.

“Yes, doctor.” You gestured for him to lead the way, nearly missing the way his eyes flashed at your response. “After you, sir.” You said. He shook his head and scoffed.

“Oh no, I’ll meet you there. I’m going to go get the captain.” He pointed towards the door, and you could feel the blood draining from your face. Shit.

A nurse was sitting at the desk across from Doctor McCoy’s office as you approached. A warm smile graced her features as she looked up and saw you. “Lieutenant (Y/L/N)! What can we do for you today?” She asked as she grabbed a data padd. You felt your cheeks heat up slightly as you waved her off.

“Doctor McCoy asked me to meet him in his office. I suspect he’s finally gotten tired of my antics.” You gave a nervous laugh. To your surprise, the nurse smiled sympathetically and gave you a pat on the shoulder.

“Ahh, I see. Don’t worry too much. The doctor is quite the grump, but usually the captain can talk him down from any serious actions.” She said. You gave her a small smile and nodded. “You can go ahead in and wait,” She leaned in close and spoke lowly. “You might even have time to steal a glass of the bourbon he keeps in his desk.” She winked as she finished. You managed a half-hearted laugh before stepping through the door to the small office. Your body seemed to deflate as the door slid shut behind you, leaving you with some time to gather your thoughts. You could practically hear your family now, your sister getting engaged the same day you get kicked back to the academy for inappropriate conduct with a superior officer. Your face began to heat up as you kicked yourself mentally. They always said your mouth was going to get you into trouble.

“Bones why are you dragging me into this?” You could hear the captain’s voice coming through the door, and you quickly swiped at a stray tear and took a deep breath to prepare yourself. “Just because you’re too closed minded to give her a chance-”

“Enough, Jim!” The door to the office slid open, revealing a fuming Leonard McCoy and an altogether too amused Jim Kirk.

“Captain.” You said, instinctively moving to attention. Jim crack a smile and waved you off.

“At ease, Lieutenant. You’re not being sent home today.” He said. Relief flowed through you, but before you could relax, Doctor McCoy dropped the PADD he was carrying on his desk.

“Jim-” He began in a warning tone. Kirk rolled his eyes and crossed his arms.

“Bones I am not sending a valuable crew member back to the academy just because you can’t handle a little flirting.” Jim said. For a moment, you thought the doctor was going to explode, but he seemed to catch himself and just sighed in resignation instead.

“Fine. But hear me very clearly, cause I ain’t repeating this again. I know you two are young and that what you’re doing is more and more common, but I’m just an old country doctor. I don’t- it’s not my thing. So kindly just leave me out of your relationship.” He said and continued on before you had time to be confused. “Lieutenant I will be writing you a warning, be glad it’s not an actual reprimand-” You started to cry out in outrage, but Jim just placed a hand on your shoulder and stepped in front of you.

“Hold on just a minute Bones. What the hell are you talking about, our relationship?” Leonard rolled his eyes and scowled deeper.

“Jim everyone on this ship knows you two are together.” Both you and Jim looked at him like he’d lost his mind. Leonard growled in frustration; a sound you had to fight to pretend didn’t affect you. “I can’t believe I have to explain to y’all how not subtle y’all are. You,” He pointed towards Jim as he spoke. “Never stop talkin about her. (Y/n) this and (y/n) that and don’t she look nice today. It’s non stop. And you,” Leonard turned his attention to you. “Frettin over him like a damn hen, I thought you were gonna lose when he came back from whatever that hell hole was with that arrow in his back. Now I may be just a doctor but I ain’t blind. If you’re trying to keep it secret that you’re sleepin together y’all are failing miserably.” He finished and crossed his arms. Kirk blinked, too stunned for words, it seemed before turning to you with an incredulous expression.

“Well this is just plain awkward considering our good friend here pulled me from a vidcall with my brother to have this meeting.” He said.

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🩸🩺🌋🍺 For Blair, Amikel, and Veronica :)

Thank you love!!! I hope you have an awesome time with your plants!!! Sorry this took so long!

🩸 - Does your OC believe in blood being thicker than water? (meaning family relationships and loyalties are the most important)

Blair: This is a hard one because Blair can’t conceive not being close to your family, and it takes her forever to wrap her head around situations where that’s not the case for others. Obviously she knows that not every family is perfect (she’s friends with Cisco and Caitlin--she knows), but she is kind of shocked by some of the ways her friends’ families are sometimes. Genuinely. She still can’t get over the fact that Lisa and Leonard’s dad did what he did, it doesn’t make sense to her (mostly because things like that aren’t supposed to) and it frustrates her when she comes across things like that. People deserve a good and loving family. She does see her close friends as family, too, so she appreciates the “chosen family” with friends and such, and she just chooses to include those people in the same category. She will always stand by her parents, though. She’ll protect them at all costs.

Amikel: Absolutely not. Maybe this sounds bad, but Amikel doesn’t really trust anybody. You have to prove yourself to earn that loyalty or trust from her, regardless of who you are. She lost her family at a young age, so there’s really no way of testing that out, but because there’s no family left for her, she’s very particular about who her allegiances fall to. She’s been burned before, and she fully believes (for the longest time before she runs into Din again) that her only loyalty is to herself. She’s had enough run-ins with traitors, bounty hunters, and such to know that people will turn on you when you’re not careful.

Veronica: This is tough, because when it comes to her mom? There’s no question. But her father? That’s more of a grey area. Her mother died when she was about 11 years old due to cancer, and she saw her mom as someone who was purely good (because she really was, honestly.) She looked at her dad like that at one point, but things went down hill after her mom’s death, and her father got mixed up in a lot of bad things. He used his knowledge and place in the university to help Dr. Crane with a new formula of fear toxin, and he went in too deep--he ended up being murdered while Veronica was hiding under the kitchen sink. Veronica has a never ending hatred for Scarecrow and has a bitterness about her father that she just can’t shake, even when she’s older. Her loyalties shift and change as she shifts and changes, and I think it’s who she considers family. But even then, she’ll choose what’s best regardless of loyalty (like her moving to Star City to train with Dinah regardless of what Selina thought or wanted.)

🩺 - Does your OC accept help easily? Are they willing to admit when they need help?

Blair: She easily accepts help, especially when she’s a bit overwhelmed. It honestly would make her smile when someone would just jump in to assist and fall right into place with what she’s doing--even if they’re not as sure with what’s going on. Asking for help is a bit harder for her, because she would want to be able to solve the problem or finish it herself. But Blair knows when she’s in over her head, so she’ll turn to someone she can trust to help in the way she needs.

Amikel: That really depends on the mood she’s in. It will either go with her asking for help (or accepting help) so she doesn’t have to do it. She can be lazy (and drunk), so she’ll let you do it so she can sit back and...well, not do it. Any other time, she could take offense to it, and tell you to shove off because she’s fully capable of doing it herself. It all depends on how you approach it and what mood she is in, and if she even likes you (good luck with that one.)

Veronica: She’s a team player, she knows when she needs help with something and knows how to ask for the help to accomplish it. I mean, she works with the Birds of Prey, she’s usually teamed up with at least one person on most things (when she’s not patrolling by herself or having Alice tag along from time to time), and has also worked with the Batfamily...which she knows what it’s like for someone to shut down any help whatsoever (looking at you Bruce), and its not something she’s really fond of. Now, when it’s something more personal to her, and it feels like something she has to do on her own, she won’t ask for help or even let anyone know (other than her closest confidants) what’s going on (...looking at both Selina and Bruce.)

🌋 - What’s your OCs temper like? Are they a slow boil, or an instant explosion?

Blair: She’s not really one to lose her temper easily, so I would say a slow boil. She, for the most part, has a decent control of her emotions, especially anger, and so it takes a lot to get her to the point of snapping. There are some ties to extreme emotion when her powers get out of control, but she learns to just balance that with the magic side of things (which she would begrudgingly admit.) Blair losing it is a rare occasion, and you have to really do something that she feels strongly against or crosses a hard moral line for her.

Amikel: She’s honestly both, but I could see her being an explosion more times than not. You wouldn’t guess it with how laidback she is, but she’s easy to piss off when you know what buttons to push. For the most part, she’s able to just keep it at bay, because losing your head is a liability and she won’t jeopardize her people. Now, when she does lose it, she has a habit of throwing things, and most of the time its an empty or half empty bottle of alcohol...so be mindful of such things.

Veronica: Explosive, without a doubt. Granted, she mellows out after Star City, but she rises to the occasion when provoked. It’s funny, because most people say she’s someone who keeps her cool, but I guess she’s more implosive than explosive. She’ll let it build and build until it becomes explosive and loses control. But that dangerous explosiveness is why she left Gotham in the first place. She lost it and almost killed Scarecrow...you can’t heal in the place that got you sick in the first place, and Gotham is a city where anger is held and festered. Veronica needed to leave for herself, and so she did. Star City helped her heal and mellow out, even if she’s easy to anger, it’s not nearly as bad as it once was.

🍺 - What kind of drunk are they? (e.g. talkative, sleepy, flirty etc.)

Blair: A fun drunk. Like...super fun when the mood is right (and she’s not a sleepy drunk), and very talkative. She is definitely the type to do drunk karaoke (her and Caitlin have stories) and do Bill Nye experiments that go incredibly wrong and leaves a mess for Hungover Blair to take care of later. There are moments where she’s a contemplative drunk, where she’s just thinking to herself about many things, good or bad. Depending on what she’s currently dealing with.

Amikel: She’s a mixture, but I would say flirty and sleepy. She can be fun, sure, but she passes out most of the time when they’re traveling, and she’s definitely been super flirty with a few people they’ve run into (hello, Cobb Vanth), so she can be flirty from time to time. She can also be a bit talkative, which annoys Din, but she doesn’t really care--it honestly makes her talk more.

Veronica: I would think talkative. There are times when she’s rowdy with her friends (not nearly as loud as my CoD OC Emma, mind you), but she’s usually always talkative. She’s not like...overly-talkative, but she’s a very social drunk, she usually drinks with someone because of it and it’s a lot of fun for her. She can also brood a bit if she’s drinking alone at home, if things have been rough, or get really sleepy if patrol has been taking up most of her nights.

#oc: blair chambers #oc: amikel winmar #oc: veronica sterling #my ocs #arrowverse #the mandalorian #batman #dc comics #asks

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