#drmcbones

[goodomensbigbang]

Hi! Apologies if you’ve answered this already, but are we allowed to use sequels/companion pieces to existing works for our bang fics? Either way, I’m looking forward to participating!

Hello!Yes, you’re welcome to write a sequel or make your fic part of a series, though we’d prefer it if you didn’t mention that in the summary you submit before claims. That way it stays anonymous! 

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[scriptgenetics]

Hi! I'm writing a character with a shady father and half-siblings. If he tested his own DNA against a collected sample, would the test be able to differentiate between whether that sample came from his father or his half-brother? I know that you can tell the difference between a parent and a full sibling, but since you only share half of your DNA with a half-sibling, I wasn't sure if that changed things. (It would be super helpful if you couldn't tell, plot-wise, but science comes first) Thanks!

Hi there! You happened to hit the nail on the head of the exact types of question I answer every day at work :)

Yes, you would definitely be able to tell who it came from, and the degree of the relationship that they have.

When we do parentage analysis, we aren’t generally looking at the whole DNA sequence (genome). Instead, we are looking at specific parentage markers. There are two basic tests that do this- microsatellite and SNP tests. They use different technologies, but the end result is the same.

For your story, the relationship between two half siblings is actually much weaker than a parent child relationship- parents give ~50% of their DNA to their children, which means that half siblings share ~25% of their DNA.

The biggest limit of parentage testing is actually the direction. If you give me two samples, I could tell you how strongly they are related (whether they are siblings, parent-child, grandparent-grandchild, etc.). But I can’t tell you which is which. So that means if blindly test a father and son sample, I could tell you that one is the parent of the other, but I couldn’t tell you which one is the parent, unless I have the second parent sample present. The other way to trick a parentage test is to submit a parent’s or child’s twin as the actual parent/child. Twins share 100% of their DNA, so, as far as the test is concerned, these two samples are identical!

So, unfortunately, not helpful to you plot-wise, but hopefully that does open up some possibilities for you! Thanks for asking your question!

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Bones in 4C and Spock in 6C please?

Bonus: Jim’s expression saying “it’s way to early for this you guys”

Thank you for the request! <3

[jamest-kirk]

Hi! I've been binge reading your AUs and they're so delightful. I wanted to suggest a Spones AU where Spock is a cop or federal agent and is married to civilian doctor Bones. Someone kidnaps Bones in order to get back at Spock for a past arrest.

“It’s 7AM, Leonard,” Spock’s voice rings soft in Bones’ ears, but he doesn’t do much more than stir in protest. “Leonard,” Spock repeats, a hand sliding over Bones’ arm slowly. Leonard huffs, leaning back against Spock’s chest. “Coffee,” Leonard finally says, and Spock chuckles. “Okay,” he says, slowly pulling away and ignoring the sounds of protest from Bones when he leaves the bed.

Bones isn’t exactly a morning person, but the easiest way to get him out of bed is to make a coffee. Freshly ground in a ridiculously expensive coffee machine. Something Spock didn’t exactly agree to buying, but it’s a blessing to be able to get Bones out of bed before noon. And sure enough, Bones strolls out of bed when Spock sips his own cup of coffee carefully. Bones takes it from his hands, folding his fingers around the warm cup. Spock reaches out, fixing Leonard’s hair a little. “Sleep well?” Spock asks and Leonard shrugs, smile faint and tired. “No thanks to you, coming home at 2AM,” Leonard replies, raising his eyebrows, before sipping the mug slowly. “Spent most of the night chasing someone,” Spock says, “didn’t even catch him.” “You’ll catch him,” Leonard says, gently patting Spock’s cheek and turning his back to the other when Spock reaches out to grab that coffee mug from his hands. “Mine,” Leonard says, though smiling when the other’s arms wrap around his waist, and Spock kisses his cheek. “What time are you home tonight?” Spock asks. “Around seven,” Leonard replies. “Good,” Spock says, “I’ll make dinner.”

He does. Spock spends most of his day in the office, doing paperwork and researching the guy he’s tried to capture. He does groceries after, and spends at least an hour in the kitchen trying to put together a fancy noodle dish for the two of them. It’s done close to eight, but Bones isn’t home yet. Spock calls, to no avail, and leaves him a few text messages. It isn’t unlike Leonard to work overtime for patients, nor is it entirely unlike him to just fall asleep in his office. So when Bones isn’t home yet at 9PM, Spock heads down to the GP’s office. “James,” he greets Jim at the reception desk. “What’s up, pointy?” Jim asks, leaning back in his seat, “watcha doin’ here?” “I’m looking for Leonard,” Spock says. "Oh, I thought he left hours ago,“ Jim says, “I figured he was home already. Bones has been doing house visits all day. Maybe he’s stuck with one of the families.” “Give me a list of the people he visited,” Spock says, but Jim shakes his head. “That’s classified,” Jim says. Spock reaches out in his jacket, slamming his badge on the counter. “Give me the list.” “Okay. Overprotective boyfriend alert,” Jim replies, though with a small smile, and he pulls a paper out of the printer. “Here you go,” Jim says, “let me know when you find him.”

Spock goes through the entire list. The first few families have been visited by Leonard. But then, there are a bunch of them who haven’t, and Spock promises to log a complaint when he finds him. He comes home afterwards, kind of hoping for Bones to be there. He’s not. But when he gets home, he does get a text. It’s just an address, and a quick search leads him straight to the docks. Spock just instantly knows something’s wrong, and he makes sure to stock up on enough gadgets to last him if he needs it. He makes it there, and a quick look around shows a couple of armed guys hiding and patrolling around. Spock is skilled enough to take out a few silently, so he doesn’t have to deal with them later. 

He finds Bones in the center of a warehouse on the docks. He’s tied to a chair, clearly unconscious. Spock runs towards him, kneeling down in front of him to check his pulse. “Leonard,” Spock breathes quietly, cupping his cheeks and gently trying to wake him up. When Leonard doesn’t respond, Spock tugs at the ties to get him free. He yanks Leonard’s hands free, then stops because he feels a gun press against the back of his head. “Spock,” a familiar voice rings, and Spock sighs, gritting his teeth in annoyance. “Khan,” he says, raising his hands in defeat and turning around to face his opponent. 

Khan smiles, confident and eerily calm like a villain would. “Did you really think that I would sit and wait for you to find me, after you couldn’t even catch me last night? No, I took matters into my own hands,” Khan explains. Spock raises an eyebrow, ever so lightly, refusing to look in any way intimidated by the situation. “I found you,” Spock says, and Khan chuckles. “I texted you the address.” “And now it’s just you and me,” Spock says, “leave Leonard out of this. You and me. I took out your backup.” And the moment Khan looks up to see if his backup is still behind him, Spock pushes the arm pointing the gun at him out of the way and he kicks the gun out of his hand. He struggles Khan to the ground, but Khan is strong. Physically, stronger than Spock. Khan turns it around. He forces Spock on his back on the ground, and Spock tries to stop Khan from hitting him in the face too hard. Khan’s hand closes around Spock’s throat and presses down hard enough for Spock to almost pass out. He claws at Khan’s arm, trying to get it away from him. And it’s only when he nearly passes out, Khan is hit in the back of his head hard enough to fall off Spock. Bones stands behind him, broken chair in his hands. “Leonard,” Spock sighs, taking Bones’ hand and getting back up on his feet. “Are you alright?” Leonard asks, and Spock nods. “Yes,” he replies, then ceases their talk to turn Khan to his stomach tie his hands to his back. Then, they wait for backup.  

“You know, when I said you brought your work home, I didn’t mean it like that,” Leonard says when they get home. Holding a cup of coffee in his hands, Spock curls up against Leonard on the couch, and then lets Leonard take it from his hands, as always. “I’m sorry this happened to you,” Spock replies, and Leonard shrugs. “Rather me than an innocent civilian. I can take a punch,” Leonard says, “I mean, I’ve been out drinking with Jim before.” “I rather you didn’t take a punch, ever,” Spock says, smiling just lightly when Leonard reaches out to run his fingers through Spock’s hair. “Well,” Leonard eventually sighs, putting his coffee on the saloon table, and he pulls his boyfriend in closer, “I’m not going to be able to sleep for weeks now, how ‘bout we take advantage of that?” 

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drmcbones replied to your post “drmcbones replied to your photoset “♬ you can look, but you better...”

calling people almonds isn’t an insult to anyone but you

ALMONDS ARE GROSS AND SO ARE YOU

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drmcbones replied to your photoset “♬ you can look, but you better not touch ♬”

that would require everyone else to have you encyclopedic knowledge of song lyrics, which is not the case bud

poison ivy by the coasters is a CLASSIC you absolute ALMOND

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drmcbones replied to your post: friends are always disappointed when i cant answer...

I’ve never identified with a post this much in my life. I mean I’m about to start my fourth year of premed and I’ve actually got a bit of training now because I took an EMT course, but it never stops

haha well im glad it isnt just me