McKirkâs week. The second day
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McKirkâs week. The second day
For acatnamedtardis, who wanted a âBones and Kirk friendship moment"
nothing says friendship like leaping off a cliff together amirite
#in star trek instead of âI love youâ we say âI HATE THISSSSâ and I think thatâs beautiful
  # IN STAR TREK INSTEAD OF âPLEASE BE MY FRIENDâ WE SAY âDONâT PANDER TO ME KIDâ   # INSTEAD OF âIâM ALL ALONE IN THE UNIVERSE AND I NEED SOMEONE TO CAREâ WE SAY âI MAY THROW UP ON YOUâ   # INSTEAD OF âI SUPPORT YOU NO MATTER WHATâ WE SAY âSTUDY MY ASS!â   # INSTEAD OF âDONâT WORRY IâVE GOT YOUR BACKâ WE SAY âI DONâT KNOW. BUT I LIKE HIM!â   # INSTEAD OF âYOUâRE THE MOST IMPORTANT PERSON IN THE UNIVERSE TO MEâ WE SAY âI COULDNâT JUST LEAVE YOU THERE LOOKINâ ALL PATHETICâ   # INSTEAD OF âYOUR WELLBEING IS MY TOP PRIORITYâ WE SAY âDONâT BE SUCH AN INFANT!â   # INSTEAD OF âI LOVE YOU TOO THANK YOU FOR ALWAYS BEING THEREâ WE SAY âBUCKLE UP!â   # AND THEN YOU CRY AND YOUR TEARS ARE BFF SPACE MARRIED BOYFRIENDS WHO LOVE EACH OTHER MORE THAN ANYTHING EVER THE END  (tags via spacemarried)
McKirkâs week. Â The seventh day
McKirkâs week. Â The fifth day
When youâre asleep
Your chest rises
Oh so slowly
Your mouth opens
Oh so slightly
And I can see
your naked bones
Bones totally standing up for Spock, defending him against Kirk. And there are people who claim that McCoy seriously disrespects or even hates Spock. Yeah right. Not!
(TOS Season 1: âThe Menagerie, Part I")
Anon asked : Hurt!Bones with protective, badass BAMF!Jim? :D
Dear Anon, your prompt was great, thank you for submitting this ! However Iâm not happy with how this turned out⌠Trust me I tried at least 15 different poses and atmospheres but I just couldnât come up with anything decent, Iâm sorry ;___;
whenever kirk is off on a mission or something and spock is left in charge of the enterprise, mccoy just sort of
wanders in
itâs like he has this sense that spock is going to need someone to disagree with him in order to move the plot along in the next three minutes!!!
itâs great
#NURSE CHAPEL WATCH THE PATIENTSÂ #MY SENSORS TELL ME THAT SPOCK IS BEING WRONG ON THE BRIDGE
CAN I MAKE LOVE TO YOUR TAGS OR
"For godâs sake Jim- at the rate youâre teasing, people are going to notice their CMO and their Captain have been away from their stations a little far too long."
"Are you always this uptight?"
"Well find a way to shut me up and maybe I wonât be-!"
âPlum.â â request by anon.
"Captain, the tribbles are reproducing at an alarming rate."
"Tell us something we donât already know, Spock! Dammit, Jim, itâs like a maternity ward in here. We canât keep them-"
"Itâs not like we can just give them to the Klingons, right?"
oh god do i never want to do this again? the animation looks so bad resized, so i included the closeups. if you think iâm going to go in and colour the individual tribbles- /rolls into a ditch
Broken Bones
Resting his head on the pillow and looking thoughtful, the younger man brushes his thumb against the back of McCoyâs hand. âThen we go back to being friends, I guess. I donât think that will happen though. I think that we will work out perfectly. Look, Iâve heard that the best relationships start off as friendship. Iâm not a relationship expert, Iâve only had a few girlfriends when I was in high school before deciding that wasnât for me. But thisâ what you and I have? Itâs different. Itâs more than lust and itâs more than friendship. IâŚI love you, Iâm in love with you. Iâve never loved anyone, not even myself." Shaking his head, he nudges his nose against McCoyâs neck and inhales the scent of his long-faded cologne, along with the lingering smell of sweat and sunshine. âWe owe it to ourselves to try, donât we? I donât want two decades to pass where I keep thinking âwhat ifâ. I donât want anymore regrets in my life, and I know I could never regret being with youâ even if it only turned out to be for a little while. I could step away and still be your best friend, it wonât change things for worse. It can only get better, Bones. I swear it. I swear it on everything I am, every fiber of my being." Tugging his hand from McCoyâs, he lifts it up to brush against the slight stubble that has begun growing in along the handsome doctorâs jawline. âI wanna make love. I wanna feel what that is like with you. When youâre better, letâsâŚletâs make that step. If you feel like weâre just friends after weâve been intimate, then we can go back to being friends. But Iâm telling you, just that kiss brought on so many things Iâve never felt before. I didnât see the proverbial fireworks, but I know I fucking felt them." His hand traces down his neck and over the protrusion of his adamâs apple. âIn my throatâŚ" Down further, his fingers crept, over the dip in his collar bone and then onto his chest. âIn my heart and in my bellyâŚ" Jim moves his hand to Bonesâ hip, pulling him closer to him on the small biobed. âI felt it in my Bones." Finishing those words in barely more than a whisper, Jim takes it upon himself to relive the moment by claiming Leonardâs lips as his own once more. God, itâs as good as the first time.
McCoy watched Jimâs face, his demeanor, his body language â he watched all of it as he spoke about what could be between them. He wondered how this man, who had been through so much and had lost so much, could say so easily that he loved someone like him. Those were words that McCoy struggled with, words that he denied himself â because if he didnât let himself frame his own feelings in those terms, then he tried to think that nothing could possibly go wrong. But who was he kidding, really? Not himself â at least not anymore. And he didnât know if he had it in him to kid Jim, especially after he put himself out there for him like this. A sigh escaped his lips, but it wasnât an unhappy one. âHonestly, it scares me sometimes how youâve managed to elbow your way into my life, taking up more and more space, intertwining our lives together so much more than I should be comfortable with,â he said quietly. His breathing hitched slightly when Jim touched his stubble. It probably sounded silly, but such a gesture seemed just as intimate as the kiss they had shared. But he didnât try to pull away or stop Jim, allowing the other man to touch where he pleased, creating a strange but not entirely unwelcome sense of awareness in the places those fingers lingered. And his words â oh, his words. How was it that Jim could so easily open himself up and pour his heart out for someone like him? He leaned into the kiss, wanting to feel closer to Jim. He slipped a hand into Jimâs hair, deepening the kiss â though he didnât say the words, and if he tried, he would probably botch it terribly, feeling Jim against him like this just felt so right, like they were two pieces of a puzzle that had been brought together. His body sang that this was right, that this was what he needed â to be close to the man he had been in love with for years, if he were going to be honest with himself. Eventually, McCoy drew back from the kiss. âChrist. Youâre going to be the death of me,â he whispered, his eyes still closed as he took in everything that Jim was offering him. He took a shaky but deep breath, opening his eyes to gaze into Jimâs own mesmerizingly blue eyes. âAll right. We can⌠we can give it a try.â
âHey âŚâ Jim said softly. âTell me about your great-grandfather. Horatio. Was he a sailor?â [x]
Inspiration [x]
Mckirk doodles
âBones, buckle up!â
#sometimes it just hits me all over again out of nowhere: jim gave bones a name #one that only jim can use #every time he calls him bones heâs saying âmineâ (tags via radiophile)
#I love how bones grabs Jim in the second one #like âno we are not doing thatâ #âmove your ass jimâ #âshe will eat you for breakfast are you kidding me right now?â
#and i love how uhura doesnt even glance over #like âgotta go find my boyfriend tell him he FUCKED IT UP oh jesus theres kirkâ #âoh thank god mccoy has him heâs not going to burn down the hangar at leastâ