Why Would Anyone Hate Space? (McCoy X Reader) “So I was thinking……”Why Would Anyone Hate Space? (McCoy X Reader)1 year ago in Romance More Like This
“Dear lord, that’s never a good idea.” Dr. Leonard McCoy looked up from his PADD as you entered his office. “Just don’t get anyone killed…” He sighed.
“Leonard-“ You held back a laugh “I’m being serious. I-“ He rolled his eyes “Stop it. Anyway, I was thinking that since…you know…with your proposal and all… We’re gonna be stuck in space for the next three years. I don’t want to wait until we get home or shore leave or something. Can we have our wedding here on the Enterprise?” You gave him your best puppy dog look and hoped for the best. Leonard dropped whatever he was holding his hand on the desk.
“You want to get married… in space?” He looked as if he was going to be sick. “(y/n). You know how much I HATE spac
Bones X Reader - Flesh and Bones (Chapter One)You couldn't remember the last time you'd seen the sun.Bones X Reader - Flesh and Bones (Chapter One)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
The air was suffocating and harsh, causing thick, raspy breaths to come fighting from your lungs. The only clothing left that hadn’t disintegrated from wear was your tattered training uniform from Starfleet Academy three years ago - but even that was dirtied and torn. All around you was desolate space; ruined buildings; dry ground, burnt trees and immobile cars with no windows, shattered long ago.
It had been almost three years to the date that Khan had destroyed the Enterprise, causing the collapse of Starfleet. In a vengeful rage he vowed to ruin the lives of any ‘insignificant life’ forms… and he did. He destroyed the Starfleet Command Centre, triggering an electromagnetic pulse which wiped out any and all electrical systems on planet Earth – permanently.
You’d been running for a while now, and the footsteps continued to follow you closely, but they were even louder now,
Scars *Trigger Warning*Bones/ReaderScars *Trigger Warning*2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Sometimes this just seems like the best option. Tomorrow you would wake up, feel slightly better, and walk happily out of your room and down to your first shift at Sickbay. However, that was tomorrow, and today you wanted nothing more than this. You bled out into the sink and thought nothing else but ‘I deserve this.’ You stood there, your knees weak and face stained with tears. It had just been too much lately. You were sick of being not good enough, but there was nothing to do about it.
There were three firm knocks on the door to your room, startling you out of your thoughts. You could tell it was Bones just by the fact that he chose to knock instead of ring. It was something small about him that you always noticed. You couldn’t answer, though, and hoped that he would walk away and come back later. Nevertheless, it is Bones you were thinking about, and he would never walk away if he thought you were in trouble.
Bones had practically looked
Kiss it Better (Part 5)Slowly, your eyes began to grow accustomed to the lack of light and you realized that you were in the middle of a forest. Dim moonlight illuminated the black and twisted trunks around you, the dark sky just light enough to backlight the dead and dying branches, reaching towards the sky with accusing fingers of blackened wood. Everything around you was dead. The trees, the grass, anything else you could see, all of it putrefying in dank shades of black and gray as it decayed.Kiss it Better (Part 5)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
A sound caught your attention. A rustle.
Your gaze snapped towards the source of the sound, but you saw nothing. Your pulse began to accelerate as you stared in the direction the sound had come from, both wanting and not wanting to see what had made it.
The bottom of your stomach dropped out when you saw them.
Two red eyes flashed at you before disappearing back into the black backdrop of night. So briefly had their appearance been, that you almost thought you could have imagined them. Surely you had imagined them.
Kiss it Better (Part 6)“She’s gone into respiratory failure!” McCoy cursed, checking your airways. “The virus is interfering with her breathing.”Kiss it Better (Part 6)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
“What can we do for her?”
“We have to get her breathing again or she’ll die,” The doctor responded, giving you oxygen.
A blur swam across your vision, barely lighter than the darkness surrounding it. The blur flared from a bleak gray to a vibrant red as the air rushed back into your lungs.
Rolling over, you greedily sucked air into your oxygen-deprived respiratory system. The red blur grew closer as the creature jumped down to join you at the bottom of the embankment. The large wolf-like beast’s chest heaved, its breath fogging the air as it was expelled from wide nostrils. It dug its claws into the ground with a snarl, daring you to run, to try to escape. Sardonic eyes peered disapprovingly down at you as you sat unmoving, paralyzed by fear. The beast stalked slowly towards you, seeming to enjoy
ST - Cadet with Dubious MoralsPairing: Kirk/SpockST - Cadet with Dubious Morals5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Genres: AU/AR, romance, humour
A general warning for the whole story is that English is not my first language, so there will be typos and grammar errors. I apologize. Also, I don't own Star Trek, nor do I make any profit off of this. It's all for fun and creativity.
A/N: This...was for the lulz. It's a bit OOC and not very believable, but I had fun writing it.
(How Spock met Jim) Cadet with Dubious Morals
Spock stared at his PADD for an additional 1.2 minutes before surveying the occupants of the public shuttle a second time. Illogical, since upon his first thorough observation he had not encountered anything suspicious, but he had been unable to curb the initial reaction of startled confounded curiosity.
There, on his 2.3 months old PADD, on which he had been pursuing the latest science articles published in his preferred prescribed j
Bones x Reader for Kiss-The-KessThe day had been rough, with one death of a crew member after the ship was attacked. One death in Sick bay that Bones could have stopped. With a crew this large on the Enterprise, there were going to be casualties. At the beginning of the five year mission Spock stated the estimated percent of deaths that were likely to happen during the mission. One death was hardly anything compared to the casualties they had during some other fights. Still, that was one death, and that person had a family at home that he and Kirk would have to speak with.Bones x Reader for Kiss-The-Kess2 years ago in Romance More Like This
The rest of the day was miserable for Bones. His mind often wandered off to thoughts about how he wasn’t good enough to save the man. He wondered how the man’s family would react. Close to the end of the day, he was tired, depressed, and planned on having too many drinks when he got back to his quarters.
When his shift was finally over, Bones wandered through the halls of the Enterprise absentmindedly in search of his room. In his
Family Dinner, SpockxReader“(y/n), I heard you got a boyfriend.” Your mother said from the kitchen as you set the table.Family Dinner, SpockxReader9 months ago in Romance More Like This
“Where did you hear that?” You wondered, frantically trying to guess who among your friends would rat you out to your mother so you could plot their demise. Because now you had to talk with your mother about your life, who would probably want the details that you didn't have quite yet.
“Your sister.” She said as if it was nothing. All the while you couldn't comprehend the fact that your sister would have such loose lips.
It went against everything you believed to kill your sister, but you were ready to make some exceptions to the rules. Previously, you believed that the secrets passed between you and her were under lock and key. But as you had just recently learned, she was blabbing about your personal life with your mother while you were away at Starfleet. A part of you wanted to spill every secret your sister had confided in you right then, but you held yo
Tutoring (Slight SpockxReader) for DixonVixonYou sighed in frustration as you erased an equation out of your notebook. Your eraser was worn down to a nub and the phantom prints of your previous attempts marked up the page. You put your pencil down and ran your fingers through your (h/c) hair, then took another look at the equation you needed to find the solution to.Tutoring (Slight SpockxReader) for DixonVixon2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
You already had your degree in engineering, as well as a position on the state of the art ship the USS Enterprise. So, if you already had your education out of the way and a permanent position on the best starship in the fleet, why go to all the trouble of getting a science degree as well? You see, your boss, Scotty, had instructed you and a few of your coworkers to do general maintenance on some weaponry that was mandatory for every red shirt to know. You were testing the repaired weapons in one of the training rooms when the ammunition for your gun ran out. It wasn’t tested enough to meet safety requirements, so you mixed a few things together to synthesize yo
Star Trek: Kirk's BreakfastCAPTAIN KIRK'S BREAKFASTStar Trek: Kirk's Breakfast6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
By Charlotte Skye.
The coolness of human flesh against him woke Spock gently. His eyes had opened slowly, greeted by the warm glow of the Earth's sun creeping in from around the edges of the drawn curtains. Birds were chirping outside, the sound was pleasant to Spock, even as he allowed his eyes to fall closed again. Drifting back into sleep, he nestled closer, pressing his cheek against the space between Jim's shoulder blades. He was greeted by a soft murmur as Jim sought out Spock's arms and pulled them tighter around himself.
"Morning," he yawned, running his fingers lazily along Spock's forearm. The warmth of the Vulcan was deeply relaxing, Jim Kirk could happily lie in bed all day. Indeed, he could think of no better way to spend the first day of his well-earned holiday. The Enterprise was safely docked and undergoing repairs, his crew released for a month of leave that they had eagerly accepted. Jim had toyed with the idea of visi
Camping Trip, KirkxReaderThis was the last camping trip with Jim for five years. It wasn't that you wanted it to be, but unsurprisingly he was to be the captain for the five year trip into space. You hadn't been, regardless of your stellar application and recommendations. To help take your mind off the voyage, Jim took a weekend off from preparing for the trip and organized a little excursion for the both of you. But the two days had passed quickly, and now it was time to start breaking camp.Camping Trip, KirkxReader9 months ago in Romance More Like This
You weren't ready to return to the real world quite yet, though. Maybe because you were already getting looks of pity from other members of Starfleet. And the fact your boyfriend, who in his history had been rather unfaithful, was now embarking on a five year trip into space. You couldn't help but worry that he would leave you for some gorgeous alien chick while you were stuck on Earth.
Though now wasn't the time for worrying. You put on a brave face and focused on your task at the moment; rolling up the bedding in the te
Chekov's ObservationsChekov was a smart smart boy.Chekov's Observations5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Yes, a boy, because he wasn't even eighteen years old yet. (And don't get me started about how more than half of the whole entire crew of the Enterprise was sad about THAT )
He had become a Commander before even the age of eighteen, gotten aboard the best and most well known Star Fleet Vessel, and even helped save the world for that matter.
So when some sort of weird thing was flickering between Kirk and Spock, it wasn't big news to know that he was the first to see it.
Obviously, McCoy didn't miss out on it either, but seeing as he was down in Medical Bay while Chekov was actually on the bridge with the two men, he would catch any of they're locking of eyes, or Kirk's choice to wander over to Spock's station more than anyone else's. (Rephrasing that, he only went to Spock's station.)
The real first time that Chekov noticed it, was when Kirk called for him to tell him the current plan of where they were currently headi
Do you love me?Jim flopped down onto the bed out of pure exhaustion. Luckily he had changed out of his Captain's uniform before hand. The whole week he had been assigned to a tough mission that left him with minimal hours of sleep, so the first thing he wanted to do was just rest.Do you love me?5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
He snuggled his face in the blue pillow that was in his bed. There was a larger gold one behind the blue one, but he didn't care about that one. The blue one smelled just like Spock, the man he loved.
Speaking of Spock, he felt a warm heat pushing at his side before he cracked his eyes open tiredly. The Vulcan was joining him on the bed silently, probably hoping not to wake him up.
"I did not wish to wake you Jim."
"I wasn't asleep."
Jim felt his boyfriend? Lover? Partner? Cuddle up to his back with a small light purr. It brought a tiny smile to Jim's face, although his mind started processing something he didn't want to process. Spock started nuzzling his nose against Jim's face, purring slightly to show
Please Don't Hurt Me (KhanxReader)Please Don’t Hurt MePlease Don't Hurt Me (KhanxReader)1 year ago in Drama More Like This
Death was a funny thing. It wasn’t dark, but you still couldn’t see. Somehow you felt nothing, yet your whole body was buzzing with energy from a life you no longer had. It was quiet, and you found yourself going mad with the irritating hum of silence. So when you were pulled out of the absolute nothingness that was your death, the sudden noise, touch, and constant drone of life assaulted your senses in a way that made you want to scream from both relief and panic.
You knew this was wrong. Nothing should be able to come back from the dead. It was unnatural, even in this unnatural time. Men took refuge amongst the stars and medicine could apparently bring back the dead.
Lungs not used to breathing anymore, you sputtered and coughed, attempting to draw in the air you now required. Your eyes and mouth were dry and everything hurt, especially your heart.
You could feel every beat of the organ, hard and unrelenting against your chest
ChocolatedrunkTitle: ChocolatedrunkChocolatedrunk5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Warning: Slash, yaoi, boy love, (don't like don't read) Fluff
Rating: K (nothing happens really)
Disclaimer: Star Trek doesn't belong to me but to Gene Roddenberry (and JJ Abrams as this thing here is reboot), what should be obvious or else this thing wouldn't be called a fan fiction.
There is a way to seduce every man and every woman. To get the object of your desire you simply need to figure out what would get their attention, and, if they are playing hard-to-get, you also need patience. Some are willing to give in quite fast and others need more effort.
James T Kirk was some kind of expert on getting company in bed; he rarely failed or had been rejected, even though he hadn't used his skills much since he became captain of the Enterprise. It was his policy not to start sexual relations with his crew; this would only cause trouble and accusation of fraternisation and favouritism. In the years in the academy Jim had had a lot of one night stan
First Valentine (KirkxReader) [Valentine One-Shot]You trudged out of the classroom with your books held tightly to your chest. You were too lazy to throw them in your backpack, and all you wanted to do was start your weekend. Your final class of the week was always dreadfully dull, and the fact that today was Valentine’s Day was no better. You didn’t have horrible luck in the dating department, but you just never seemed to be dating someone around the month of February. It was like a curse.First Valentine (KirkxReader) [Valentine One-Shot]2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
“(F/n), wait up!” called a familiar voice.
“Cadet Kirk,” you greeted with a friendly smile while turning around.
He gave you a weird look before grinning at your stunning smile. “Cadet? What’s with the formalities?”
You giggled. “Just messing with you, Jim. What’s up?”
“Not much, just got done class,” he said and slung his arm around your shoulders. You two were very close friends, and had been since your freshman year in the academy. There was little you didn
He Loves Me - SpirkHe Loves Me - Spirk3 years ago in Romance More Like This
A small miracle has happened today: Spock loves me. I never thought it possible. I knew he was not emotionless, but I thought he wouldn't like frivolous and well 'human', things such as love and affection. I never thought in my wildest dreams (well I did, but that's beside the point) that he would love me as much as I love him. One minute were sprawled out on my bed talking about one of Bones' earlier "illogical" reactions when suddenly our lips brush lightly as we turn our heads to face each other. I started to pull away to apologize, but a hand suddenly behind my head makes movement impossible. I looked up into his eyes, and in them contained pools so deep I thought I was drowning in them. He stared at me, our lips a breath away, neither of us wanting to break away from this moment. Then I just decided 'what the hell' and moved the few millimeters to press my lips to Spock's.
For a moment, he didn't move a single muscle. Then his hands moved down my hips and rolled me over so I was o
Tracing, KirkxReaderYou found yourself writing gently with the tips of your fingers against Jim's bare back. He was fast asleep, lying on his stomach with his face towards you. The sheets were around his waist as a result of you stealing the comforter and wrapping yourself up in it, leaving him with the sheets.Tracing, KirkxReader9 months ago in Romance More Like This
Originally your fingers were lightly drawing lines along the curves of his muscles. But now they were pressing against his skin, feeling the smoothness that other boyfriends in the past had lacked. You found yourself thinking that you were inking invisible tattoos on his skin.
By that logic you felt that you ought to write him a meaningful message, not that he would be able to remember it in the morning. A promise that you would remember, even if Jim wasn't aware that you had made it on his skin. With great care, you wrote 'I love you' on his back, making sure each letter was discernible from the next. When you finished, you withdrew your hand and pulled the comforter up over your arms.
Flu (McCoy x reader)“Bones, you need to rest.” you said while following the ill-looking doctor around the medbay. He just wouldn't keep still.Flu (McCoy x reader)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
“Dammit, woman” Bones wheezed and stopped to take support from a wall, glancing at you. “I'm a doctor, I have to take care of people. Not the other way around.”
When he continued his round, you saw him swaying quite a bit.
“Leonard McCoy, go to the bed or I'll knock you out into the next century!”
“No!” he snarled at you as he checked some patient's vital stats on a screen and leaned heavily to the bedside table.
You shook your head. Seriously, how stubborn could one man be? You grabbed a hypo from a shelf nearby, checked it was the correct one and walked behind Bones, ready to strike.
“You asked for this.” you said as you pressed the hypo on his neck.
“Ow!” he exclaimed, brushed the now sore spot with his hand and turned to face you with a glare.
“I'm not going to--” Bo
ST Chulu - PatienceChekov/Sulu - PatienceST Chulu - Patience6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Chekov moaned as his lips touched mine. I emitted a growl low in my throat, animalistic instinct consuming me. I wanted him. So, so badly. So badly that it hurt, that I physically ached in my need. I was drowning, drowning in love, it seemed...
Our lips still locked, Chekov's deft fingers started to slide down from my shoulders, to the seams of my yellow uniform. He tugged at it fiercely and I pulled away for one second as he ripped the shirt over my head. Smooth hands ran up and down my torso, and a shiver ran up and down my spine. Gooseflesh shadowed his every touch, raising on my arms and chilling my shoulders. I shuddered.
For a second he just sat there, mesmerized by my body. A hot blush reddened his cheeks as he caressed my pale flesh, and he bit his lip, eyebrows furrowing.
"Oh, 'Karu..." he whispered fervently, like a prayer.
Safety (Sequel to 'Stranded') Spock x ReaderIn which I pretty much puke nonsense all over the page. Bit suggestive, but seeing as I all but killed the reader in the last one, I decided to try to take a bit more of a humorous approach this time, as well as test out a few other things. Read my journal for more info, if you like.Safety (Sequel to 'Stranded') Spock x Reader2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"...Doctor McCoy to bridge, please! Captain, are you okay?"
Kirk waved off Chekov's concern with one hand, letting the apple he had been munching on hit the floor with a thud as he continued to choke on his bite. Eventually the small piece of apple that had been inhaled was dislodged and he spat it out onto the floor before taking a relieving breath in. McCoy rushed into the room in full panic mode at that precise moment.
"Damn it, Jim, if it's not you getting torn up by aliens, it's you coking on your own damn spit. You know I do have actual patients I need to take care of," the ship's medical officer cursed bitterly, but he was actually glad that his friend appeared to be fine.
"If you are referri
Spying (SpockXReader)You couldn't remember the last time you had been this tired. You had foolishly neglected the work Dr. Leonard "Bones" McCoy had entrusted you with. You were supposed to do filing work for him, allowing him to get some well-deserved rest after being on his feet for three days straight. Unfortunately, you had found yourself up late in the recreation room with Mr. Spock. He had been telling you about his home planet, Vulcan, to which you had never been and were most curious about. Your unwise decision resulted in hours of work, giving you no time for sleep. Sure, you could pull an all-nighter, but it wore you out when you had endless stacks of papers to sort.Spying (SpockXReader)1 year ago in Humor More Like This
As you entered sickbay the following morning, you silently prayed you had gotten the sheets into the correct folders. You approached Bones, who was carefully arranging a collection of syringes at his desk.
You cleared your throat. Suddenly aware of your presence, he turned around with a gracious smile on his face. "Thank you, (L/N)."
Hungover, BonesxReader“Good morning, (y/n).” James Kirk said as you slowly woke up from your slumber on his couch, head throbbing in response to the light that was pouring in from the wide open window in the wall. He was smiling, a glass of water in each hand. When you sat up he handed you one. “You had an epic night last night.”Hungover, BonesxReader10 months ago in Romance More Like This
“What do you mean?” You asked as he sat down next to you. In your mind you were a little worried because last night was coming back to you in blurry fragments, leaving you in both wonder and terror of what exactly happened.
“Well, you got in a fight with your roommate at the club. Bones went to go cheer you up, but you kind of refused him. Then you convinced Scotty to dance with you, which really was kinda fun to watch. You both suck at dancing.” You took false offense at that, gasping and pressing a hand to your chest. Jim laughed.
“Yeah one would think you’d at least have an idea of what to do, but really you both were s
StarTrek: KS ValentineVignetteStarTrek: KS ValentineVignette5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
'Happy Valentine's day, Spock.'
Spock cocked an eyebrow, looking quizzical.
'What logic is there in St Valentine's Day?' he asked. 'If one loves, surely one loves all the year round. One does not need a special day to prove it.'
Kirk smiled wryly, producing a wrapped parcel from behind his back. A single red rose lay on top of the dark paper.
'Then I guess this is illogical?' he asked with a sliver of regret in his voice.
Spock's gaze became introspective as he picked up the long-stemmed rose between his fingers, and a hint of a smile tugged at the corner of his mouth.
'My mother grew these in her sheltered garden on Vulcan,' he said, caressing the petals softly with one fingertip. 'I remember my father presenting her with one on the morning of February 14th, once '
He looked up, a shade seeming to drop across his eyes.
'That was long ago,' he said, dismissing the memory from his mind.
He took the parcel from Kirk's outstretched hand and unwrapped the