#levicastiel

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jim thinks he's lost bones and he's not prepared for how difficult it suddenly becomes to breathe (and suddenly, suddenly he knows why bones is so terrified of space) and when bones finally returns, shaky and bruised but alive, jim just yanks him close and hugs him so tight his arms ache and tries to keep himself from shattering because goddammit bones you're not allowed to leave me

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bones telling jim that if he keeps saving the world they're still gonna be talking about him centuries after he's died and jim just leaning against bones and smiling super fondly and saying i couldn't have done it without you

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imagine jim and bones curled up against each other in the small starfleet beds with the lights completely off so they can only feel each other's warmth and hear each other's breath and just kissing everything they love about the other against shoulderblades and fingertips and temples and chests

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i bet bones and jim's first kiss was super gentle and soft, just barely there, but when they pull away they're both breathing hard, hands shaking a bit, because they've wanted this for so long

[andurile]

THERE'S A FRIGGING HAMMERHEAD SHARK ON MY WALL WHY EMILY JUST WHY

[andurile]

so i got some wall thingy and u guys can write whatever u want on it just don't write porn please i dont want my blog to get blocked on the school computers

[andurile]

star trek musical au where bones is that one character who just refuses to sing along with everybody

[ariesize]

In case anyone wanted it in a non-submission form here's my mckirk ficlet I wrote for Lauren

Jim’s always been a hands-y person. Everyone who knew him could testify to that. 

It starts simple. Jim patting Bones on the shoulder during the beginning of their friendship because boundaries are a thing and Jim Kirk may not like them but they are there. 

From there it’s still small things, a handshake or a very manly and non-drunk hug. 

By the middle of their second year at the Academy it’s sitting so close to each other in the booths of bars that their shoulders are pressed together and holy shit are we holding hands right now because either we’re holding hands on this booth has grown an arm. 

They decide not to talk about it because it was weird but kind of nice? In a total he’s my best friend and we’re both comfortable enough with our masculinity that yeah we hold hands. Good bonding exercises.  

And if one morning before Bones has his morning classes and Jim, being a good friend, makes him coffee (black with two sugars which “Technically Bones, that’s not black.” “Technically, I don’t give a shit.”) is totally friendly because that’s what they are. Friends. He does it because he’s already up and not to see the small smile that Bones has after he takes the first sip of it because it’s totally not adorable. 

And when their hands brush against each other nope there was no spark between us. 

And who knows, maybe when they’re back in their dorm later that night kissing each other like they’ve got five minutes until the Earth blows up and fumbling with each others clothes like teenagers about to have sex for the first time, they totally do not mention it because platonic sex is a thing right?