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Dr. McCoy is ranked #1 "Most Kissable Crewman"

Like, not as in been kissed but that most people would kiss him if the situation called for it or he has a that kind of kissable look. A common comment was along the lines of Lt. Marshall, who said:

“I’m not sure show to explain it, he just seems like a kissable guy. Like, you see him and you think, ‘Yeah, he’s kissable’, ya’ know?”

The lieutenant followed up shorty after with:

“I mean, you’d probably either get decked or a hypo if you did kiss him, though. Unless you were senior staff or his friends.”

Imagine seeing Leonard in a kissing booth

Came from this post by @spones-in-my-bones and I went from there. 

You heard the rumors, hardly could believe them. But as you walked into the huge mess hall that was decorated like a carnival, like ones you had seen in in those old movies, your face beamed in delight. Wanting to see if what you heard was true, you started working the room, stopping at each booth; playing a few games and sampling a oddly shaped sweet delight called cotton candy.

And then you got to the last booth and saw a huge sign that said Kissing Booth, with a long line of woman waiting in front of it. Waving hello to a few crewmembers in line, you noticed the looks of anticipation on their faces and you followed their gaze to the front of the booth.

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Mini Fic - A Youthful Imagination

Request: And I’d love to see you write a mini fic with Bones and the prompt “Do you ever think if people heard our conversations they’d lock us up?” <333 - @outside-the-government

Word Count: 512

Warnings: mentions of self-endangerment? I’m honestly not good at these warnings, if I ever miss anything, please tell me :)

Author’s Note: This is kind of a continuation of my last work The Effects of Pain Medication so I’m going to tag @jonanacoe in case you are interested. 

I am really really proud of this one. It certainly is mini fic, but I think it is one of my favorite pieces of work so far :D I hope y’all like it!

“Do you ever think if people heard our conversations they’d lock us up?” you ask of your boyfriend.

“Darlin’ I don’t think your weird ideas to dye the hobgoblin’s hair green would really warrant locking you or I up.”

“Well there was that time we talked about adding a bouncy castle to the enterprise,” you point out, stepping on one of your boots so that you can step out of it.

“You were under the influence of some very strong pain medicine, Y/N. I’m honestly surprised you even remember that,” Leonard says as you pull your other boot off as well.

“There was the time we discussed which Hogwarts house the bridge crew would belong to respectively.”

You sigh and flop onto your shared bed, your feet hanging off the edge and your face buried in a pillow. Leonard sits next to you on the bed and gently starts rubbing your back.

“What brought this up darlin’?” The man asks quietly.

“One of the guys in engineering was joking around today and I was just thinking about what he said,” you groan as you think about what he said once again.

“If anyone on this ship ever got locked up, it would probably be Jim for endangering himself, and Starfleet getting concerned about his mental state. Even then, I seriously doubt anything like that would happen. You don’t need to stress about it Y/N,” he says quietly.

You don’t say anything, instead, you get caught up in the realities of what the Ensign had said. It was all true. You really do have a pair of rainbow polka dot pants, that you had a comfort object still, even that your imagination would probably always be more childlike than anything else.

“Darlin’ I know I can’t stop you from worrying about it, because you love to worry, but think about it this way. You passed all the Starfleet psych evals with flying colors, your mental aptitude tests were off the charts, and you’ve also won six different awards for your improvements to the warp core and life support systems of every ship in the fleet.”

This was probably one of the longest speeches you have ever heard from Leonard, but it did help. Command had certainly never shown any signs of not trusting your judgement.

“You’re right. Thank you Len, you’re the best,” you smile and roll over, looking up into your boyfriend’s beautiful eyes.

“So what do you think about playing a game of ‘the floor is lava’?”

You burst out laughing, of course Leonard would say something like that. It honestly was the perfect game, every time you played you couldn’t help but see yourself sometime in the future playing this game with your kids.

“Is that even a question?” You ask looking over at your handsome boyfriend who is already perched on the bed to jump to the chair.

You smile, and think about the ring that is in the velvet box in your dresser. After this game, you would be ready. Ready to ask the burning question.

Tagging: @aquabrie @feelmyroarrrr

AOS Fic: From Your Fences, III

Well, we had a bargain. 

Y’all got me to 100 followers, so here it is, the last installment of From Your Fences. 

Thank you, by the way. That’s awesome.

Part I, Part II

Again, big thanks to @outside-the-government. Check out her stuff. :)

Tags: @gracieminabox, @lurkch

Warnings - angst, language. You know the drill. 


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Pleasure to meet you - Bones x Reader Part 2

Note: ^.^ Enjoy this part two! It has a little arguing in it, but hey relationships have that. Bones becames overly protective of you.

Part one -

“You still can’t make contact with the Enterprise?” You said while sitting on a rock on a forign planet. Good thing it was a class M. You glanced up to your brother who was working diligently at regaining contact. “Good job, captian.”

“(Y/N), can it. I’m trying my best here. I think the storm moving in is breaking radio contact,” Jim told you as his eyes looked up.

The sky darken quickly and the wind picked up also. You stood up and grabbed your brother’s arm to get him back on the shuttle. The shuttle crashed after loosing all power upon entering the planet’s atmosphere. It was just you and Jim on the mission to find a party of explorers that went missing.

“Here. Let me look at your head,” Kirk asked as he noticed a small trail of blood running down your face. “It doesn’t look too bad.” He said while dabbing at it with a cloth.

“I’ll live. Besides, I have you as brother,” You chuckled lightly. You still were having a hard time trying to figure out where your piloting and navigation skills went. “I’m sorry. This is my fault. I should’ve been better.”

“Nothing and no one is perfect, sis. Something happen once we entered the atmosphere, we lost all power, and you did everything you could for a soft landing. Hopefully, this storm will pass quickly so we can get back on the ship.”

You sighed heavily thinking about Leonard McCoy and the ‘Dammit, (Y/N)’ you were going to get once the two of you beamed back up. The only reason you and Jim took the shuttle was of the static interference to beam down. That could have been because of the many storms brewing on the planet. It was like a giant hurricane engulfed one third of the planet.

“Don’t worry. I’ll make sure to get you back to your Leo-poo,” Jim teased.

“Oh my God. Are we really going to do this now?” You rolled your eyes at the captian.

“What? I can’t poke fun at my baby sister who happens to be dating my best friend.”

You scowled at him because it was a serious situation you two were in, but at the same time you understood why he was poking fun at you. You’ve been on the Enterprise for six months. Life was perfect for you. You enjoyed what you do for Starfleet, your brother is your captian which has its ups and downs, but importantly you meet someone that makes your heart flutter.

Jim heard something outside that made him jolt up from his seat and grab his phaser. He placed a hand on the door softly. “Jim,” You said in whisper. The captian then placed his right ear against the door. You had a gut feeling it was nothing, just wind knocking over a tree, but you brother was being very cautious.

“Stay right there, lieutenant,” Kirk’s big brother mode kicked in.

“I can help. I do have training on it,” You stated.

“That’s an order,” He snapped back you. Wow. Okay. That’s new of him. You face had a hint of disgust the way he was acting. It was the first time you were on away team with Jim. He opened to door to the shuttle and the skies cleared, but for how long.

“If we’re going to get off this damn planet, we need to act now. God knows how long it’s going to be clear,” You stated.

He nodded while he flipped open his communicator, “Kirk to Enterprise.”

“Enterprise here. First Officer Spock reporting, captian.”

“Beam (Y/N) and myself up immediately.”

“Yes, sir.”

You two had a swirl of energy and within moments you were in transport. Spock and Scotty stood tall upon arrival. “I’ve been trying for hours to establish communication with you, captian,” Scotty reported.

“Sorry, we were too. Have Lieutenant Kirk be seen at medical. When the shuttle cashed, she hurt herself,” Jim order to Spock. You rolled your eyes as Spock motion for you leave.

You walked into MedBay and there he was. Bones glanced over his shoulder smiling, but it quickly faded after spotting the bruising on your head. “Dammit, (Y/N). What the hell happen?,” And there it was.

“We crashed. Pretty simple,” You replied.

Leonard let out a long sigh while look you over for any sings of a concussion. Luckily, there wasn’t. He then pulled you in for hug as he closed his eyes. “Please don’t scare me like that, darling. I could have lost you. When I heard they couldn’t make contact with the shuttle or on your communicator, I was almost in a panick.”

A stray tear rolled down your face. It never really occurred to you what could’ve happen if you didn’t get back. “Well, I’m alive and back.” That didn’t come out right.

“We will talk more when I get off. Go back to you quarters until then,” Bones was upset how nonchalant your respond. You wanted to say something, but he was out of the room quickly. You walked out of MedBay and went straight to you quarters.

You laid on your bed taking a nap when the doors opened. You rubbed your eyes and looked to see Leonard came in. A sweet smile appeared on your face. “Leo!”

“Don’t ‘Leo’ me,” McCoy hissed at you. It took you back some. “You got hurt and I worried. This how you act. You act just like your brother. Not worried about your own life.”

“Oh come on, Leonard. I’m fine. Look, not dead!“ You didn’t understand why he was getting upset.

“And you still don’t get it! Do I need to spell it out for you? If you would’ve died, what I do without you! I understand your brother was there, but you to could’ve been seriously injured. He should have place a medical professional on this mission!”

“The mission was to see if they were even alive and report back. The exploration team had zero contact with Starfleet for two weeks,” You rubbed your forehead as you argued with McCoy, “Simple in and out, but we were not expecting a storm like that.”

McCoy let out a low growl before continuing, “I understand that. But Spock warned Jim about the changing weather…”

Now he was furious. Your cocky attitude was driving him nuts. Instead of talking anymore, he grabbed ahold of your shoulders, pinned you against the wall, and kissed you. It finally registered, what would’ve he done without you? You were everything to him. You made him not dread this five year mission as bad. He still complained, though.

Leonard pulled away and gazed at your blue eyes, “Now you see what I mean?”

A tears filled up, and you had a choking sensation in your throat. “I’m so sorry, Leo. I never thought of it. I love you.”

He smiled against your lips, “And I love you too. Just please be more careful.” You nodded back to him. Everything was okay again.

could you imagine The Enterprise having like a yearly inspection and Kirk bugs out every time because the best running ship in the fleet certainly doesn’t become so because they follow the rules. He has to remind the crew a week in advance to actually call him Captain and use formal titles. Bones and Scotty’s shared bathroom which is one hundred percent a liquor cabinet/distillery cannot be a thing. Sulu has to collect all of his plants out of everywhere that’s not the Botany Labs and hide the illegal ones he picked up during their journey in his quarters. Scotty has to remove all of his Scotty-Approved-Modifications from Engineering. Spock can’t work four shifts in a row and break the ensigns that challenge him in the gym to sparring matches. Bones can’t medically offer alcohol to anybody. Uhura needs to not curse every ten minutes, in any language. Chekov needs to focus more on his console and less on every pair of legs walking by his station.