#dcspite

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all my love to my fellow leonard h. mccoy roleplayers. 

@aviophobic @boldlysaving @onlybxnesleft @oldcountrydoctor @handsofasurgeon @healos @sicktomybonesmccoy @rainydaycure @dcspite @nxtcphysicist @kidsofthekelvinhero

follow all these cool cats for some quality stuff !! xoxo  (also my sincerest apologies if i missed someone!)

[ltbroccoli]

DCSPITE ❤

send me a URL and I’ll tell you what I think of their blog ( accepting // @jojomccoy & @dcspite )

Niks! I love Niks. She’s the sweetest, funniest person and I get so excited talking to her and seeing her on my dash. Not to mention that every single muse on that blog is top notch, so well-written and carefully thought out... Bones and Thomas have special places in my hearts but they’re literally all so perfect. 10/10, 5 stars, A++ writer and human being right here

[jojomccoy]

🍑 Headcanon Addition:

No matter how many boys come and go in Joanna’s life,  no matter how many she’s married too or how many dates she goes on, one thing will always remain constant -- She’s always gonna be her Daddy’s little girl. She always going to want to spend time with him, wrap her hands around his little finger, follow him around the Enterprise, find him when she’s crying after a nightmare, tell him all her secrets, and give him the same amount of love she had all those years ago. 

[empathicstars]

@dcspite, ‘why are you creeping around?’

Booted feet stop in their careful tracks. A bruised hand moves to lift the wide-brimmed hat from his forehead so that his features (however rough they might appear) may more easily be seen.

“Uh.” Eloquent, as always - dad would be proud, Indy!

Quickly, Indiana turns on the charm; flashing a white-toothed smile, a stark contrast to the dirty tan color of his skin. “I, uh - well, I’m - I’m lookin’ for something.”

   He offers her a smile, yet Aella stares as if searching for a vein of honesty, of understanding as to why he would be here and for what he could possibly be looking. Her gaze is steady, her mind on where her phaser rests against her hip.

   “Might I ask you what it is for which you are looking, sir?”

[thoughtiwasalive]

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happy birthday, @dcspite!

   Today, 21 years ago ( b a b y ), Niks was brought into this world and lit it up! ( I know, I was alive a whole year before and trust me, it was Boring Before. ) Okay, but seriously, Niks, you are such a light to my, Kara, and Aella’s life, I can hardly even express it into words. You are truly, now and forever, one of my closest friends, and I’m so blessed to know you and throw depressing headcanons towards you at all hours of the day and night. Thank you for always being so understanding, patient, kind, and loving! You have the biggest, sweetest heart, I just cannot believe. 

   So, to commemorate you, I learned and sang a song you were Once Excited to see on my blog because it reminded us of our kids. That song is “Honeybee” by Steam Powered Giraffe. It’s... I’m gonna be real, it’s rough, but I still wanted to do something to convey my love for you in some manner! So, enjoy! I love you, Niks! 

[thoughtiwasalive]

@dcspite - thomas

   Kara's unfeeling fingers rub together as she shoes tentative steps through a Broken Place. That's what this must be, she's decided, for everything here is. Burning shacks, broken bodies. People are bleeding, unbreathing, unmoving. Dead.

   All of them.

   The world goes gray as she confirms from a wide sweep -- not one life sign.

   Nothing.

   In the solitude of isolation, her eyes water, a bit. It's so sad, to see so much suffering -- suffering she cannot avert or do anything about. But then again, she cannot avert it or do anything about it... so she continues walking.

   ( The cargo ship transporting her and the others has crashed, here, on this strange planet -- she thought she should look for help. She was sure someone was waiting on the delivery... )

   And then there’s heat, heat, heat, coming from 12 o'clock, forward -- optical sensors shift forwards, a hand coming to shield light of the planet's sun so she can process better, and she sees a craft taking off. Escaping? Going to get more help? She cannot determine intention from here, so she follows it, walks slowly... after all, she can't catch it anymore, can she?

   It isn't until she's at the mouth of the cave that she realizes the ship left behind more than just broken bodies.

   Someone is screaming.

   She runs now, of course, because someone is waiting, someone needs assistance, and even if she needs assistance, too, she was programmed and soldered together for one reason, one only! She races, doesn’t think about the attention the bareness of her outfit will draw -- sees a figure on the ground, hand in their hair, tears pushing into ground beneath him.

   Syncing... syncing... sync. No results found.

   She doesn't know what he is. He isn’t humans -- but he’s crying. He isn’t Cyberlife. He’s hardly moving.

   “Someone's here.” It's the most accurate, helpful statement her databases provide her at the moment. She moves forward, quick strides. She's supposed to sync with a new owner, ask preferences -- doesn't have time. She'll just have to use the default for strangers. She kneels down, across from him, reaches a hand halfway between them. “My name is Kara, and I’m here. What can I do?”

[thoughtiwasalive]

i am a lion, and i want to be free do you see a lion, when you look inside of me?  we are lions, born from things they cannot be

aesthetic boards for @dcspite ! 

[neomacaught]

@dcspite - percy

   “Rise and shine!”

   The words are delivered as her hammer moves to stop a sword from finding the side of Percy’s skull -- a leg raises from the ground to kick the other backwards, and then her weapon swings, hard. 

   “We have visitors, and we wouldn’t want to be rude, now, would we?”