{damnit Jim!}

( g o t nothin' left but my b o n e s )                                                                   McCoy.     Leonard McCoy. {leonard mccoy RP blog. Star Trek fandom. Disclaimer that this is a mutli-ship blog. May be in one or more relationships at any time.}

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{well I has a big sad and feeling awful about everything and that's gonna really affect bones and no one is around so I think I'm gonna be off for a couple days cause this is just fueling it}

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I did Bones too.

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{I mayyyy have just fallen back asleep for a couple hours. Damnit. What'd I miss?}

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{{good mornninnng <3 (wait, it's afternoon already blimey) }}

[teinesmuirich]

Whatever doesn’t                           ƙΐȴȴ                                           you                                                 Is gonna leave a                                                              { ȿȼɐʀ }

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  Temperance squeaks as Leonard picks her up and she tightens her grip on him as best as she can. She’s smiling now. Just really happy to see a smile on his face. Even if it’s for now. "You have a brilliant smile. Has anyone told you that?" Because if no one had, then she wanted to be the first. 

"Gosh and you kiss—" She giggled just a bit before going in for another kiss. 

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"Can't say that they have, darlin'," he laughs, the sound rumbling through her as he plants affectionate kisses on her lips, cheeks, nose. Jocelyn aside at least, but those are memories best left lie.

"Oh?" He grins smugly, an eyebrow cocked in satisfaction. He feels a buoyancy around her, a sort of weight lifted. And what a relief it is not to feel so damn heavy all the time. He leans in and captures her lips again, long and slow.

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"How drunk are you right now?"

"Not drunk enough, darlin'. Story of my life."

[rpmememaker]

Put one of these in my askbox to see how my Muse reacts.

"How drunk are you right now?" 

"Well that was unexpected." 

"Have you ever even done this before?" 

"I just want to cuddle."

"I can’t even look at you."

“What happened to you?”

"Don’t you dare."

"I missed you."

"This stays between us."

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{tryin' real hard not to disappear again guys. Sorry if I do }

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He smiles at her a little, leaning into the touch with a grateful tiredness. It meant a lot to him, truth be told, but he couldn’t deny that he had begun to want her more than he could have ever predicted. 

That being said, he couldn’t quite help himself from leaning in to kiss her again, hand resting on hers and the side of her neck. Every part of her felt good, tasted good, like a balm to him. Wherever this was going, he didn’t have quite as much fear as he used to.

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She couldn’t help but smile against his lips just a bit when he kissed her again. She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled back for breath resting her forehead against his. "I don’t want to force anything with you, Leonard. But I do want to be with you. I don’t care about age, or whatever it was that you’d just told me. I just want to make that clear."

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He swallows thickly around the lump in his throat, and brings her fingertips to his lips, kissing them gently. Suddenly, some small part of him softens up, the line of his shoulders relaxing and a grin breaks across his face the likes of which is rarely seen. 

He lets out a chuckle, eyes sparkling. With one ridiculously easy move, a strong arm wraps around her middle and lifts her up, letting her legs lock around his middle, grinning.

"Well that's a gamble I can take then."

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{Hi my lovelies <3 home from work. Willing to try to do some stuff if anyone wants to. }

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  "Well, I know I wouldn’t mind proceeding into a serious relationship with you. But I wouldn’t want to make you uncomfortable. I’d be here to listen to what you have to say. Help in any way you need it. But if you want to take time, think about what is it you really want, then that’s fine, I’ll wait love." She brought up a hand to cup his cheek and ran her thumb across his cheek with a smile. "I don’t want to scare you, I don’t want to suffocate you with all this. Take the time you need."

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He smiles at her a little, leaning into the touch with a grateful tiredness. It meant a lot to him, truth be told, but he couldn't deny that he had begun to want her more than he could have ever predicted. 

That being said, he couldn't quite help himself from leaning in to kiss her again, hand resting on hers and the side of her neck. Every part of her felt good, tasted good, like a balm to him. Wherever this was going, he didn't have quite as much fear as he used to.

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Reblog if you're smut friendly.

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{{man how do I piss people off even with best of intentions I don't understand. I've never been one of those 'I break everything I touch' kinda people but sometimes man... :/ and here we start second guessing why I'm even here.}}

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"Absolutely. When you’re under that armor all day long and on horseback all day long, riding with your troop behind you, it’s very easy to let your imagination go and just be there."

Karl Urban on Eomer (Did you feel like you were living the character after a while?)

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  What she wanted with him? "Do you think there’s more of a reason why I would want something more than a working relationship with you because of just how old you are?" To her it just sounded mad but in a way she could see where it was Leonard was coming from. "Listen, Leonard—" She took in a breath quickly shifted her gaze from him to bring her thoughts together before looking back to him. "I’m not like every other 26 year old that exists. I have a career, I have my head straight. I’m not looking for anything that I know is going to be a fling. It’s fine though. I understand if you’d feel uncomfortable with someone as young as me. Though I would like to remind you, I’m not a child." 

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"God, Temp, no, that's..that's not it at all," he shook his head a little, eyes downcast. His hand takes one of hers and kisses her fingers, holding it against his chest. "I am well aware you're not a child, darlin'. That's not my point. I guess," he swallowed around the thick of emotions in his throat, unsure of how to proceed.

"I don't know what I want. And I don't know what you want. I've got no small share of baggage, sweetheart, and...things get too serious it starts to scare me, if I'm bein' honest. But fling ain't the word I'd use either. I wouldn't hurt you, I wouldn't treat you lightly, you know that." He shakes his head again, a little, the hair on his forehead falling loose. He feels unfailingly tired, then. Almost defeated. "M'sorry for putting this on you."