Jul 6, 2018
Apparently @mccoymostly is gone so does anyone know if there’s a surviving version of “The Art Of Healing?” it was so good and I’m so sad that I can’t find it
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Apparently @mccoymostly is gone so does anyone know if there’s a surviving version of “The Art Of Healing?” it was so good and I’m so sad that I can’t find it
BAKED POTATOES ARE FUCKING ICKY
LISTEN. You cut them in half, put butter on top, then mash the shit outta both halves, mashing the butter into them, and you have easy mashed potatoes! Skins optional!
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If we were dating, we would sit in the floor in the living room and sew matching warrior Viking dresses. I'd make us swords, and we would get all dolled up in our dresses and chain mail and braids and run screaming though the woods like the warrior-bitches we are. 🗡🗡⚔️🔪⛏
BWAHAHAHAHA! That would be awesome. I’m down!
Hello, my dear. If you'd like a drabble, how about "Just once," with TOS McSpirk? ;)
Ooookay! this hurt me to write. @thevalesofanduin, you said you wanted a tag so here you go.
I chose to base this during The Motion Picture because I needed to hurt apparently.
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They had almost gotten back to normal. The ease inwhich they talked, the casual jokes, the concerned grousing, and easy affectionwere coming back to Leonard and Jim. It wasn’t hard at all to forget that anytime had passed between them; there were even quiet, private talks of resumingjoint quarters. Almost as soon as it was proposed, they agreed and movedLeonard’s things into the captain’s quarters without further comment.
ThenSpock returned to the ship. With him came the sharp reminder of hurt and harshwords, of pleas, and then the ultimate dissolution of what was once referred toas the ideal matchup. Leonard made himself scarce more often (and Jim couldn’tbring himself to blame him), but ever the meddler he felt the need to bring thetwo halves of his heart back together.
Jimbegan having little powwows in their quarters. Bones couldn’t hide if Spock waswhere he slept; he was too old to risk falling asleep on a cot in his office.It didn’t, however, stop him from using any excuse to needle the Vulcan withdamn near venomous comments when the three of them spoke.
If Spock noticed, hedidn’t make it known beyond the occasional mild look and familiar raisedeyebrow. All this achieved was further agitating Len’s irate state. The barbsbecame even less subtle with each passing day, and Jim felt all chances ofreconciliation drifting off into the black.
Bones finally caught himalone in their rooms after the first couple weeks. The frown that creased hecorners of his mouth went beyond his usual disapproval and bordered on actualanger, but his eyes were far away for the briefest of moments before theysnapped back to him.
“I’ve been meaning totalk to you, Jim.”
Jim released a frustratedsigh, but gestured for him to continue; he had been expecting this. Len leanedagainst the wall, body crossed at both arms and ankles. It made him look evensmaller than usual. “Stop throwing the three of us together hoping it’ll changethings. It’s obvious he doesn’t want it. Doesn’t want us. Hell, he went off to forgetall about us the second you mentioned marriage so what exactly does he have todo to get it through your head?”
It stung. Just when hethought remembering couldn’t hurt him anymore, Bones had to come in and remindhim just how much it could.
He rubbed at his face abit to stall for time. Jim thought through his next words carefully, but evenhe could hear how frantic and almost pleading he sounded, “I know, Bones, but…He came back, didn’t he? And the Kolinahr failed, didn’t it? Wouldn’t it makesense, then, that he didn’t actually want to forget us?”
Len broke the cadence ofJim’s rationalizations with a sharp slap to the wall behind him and broke in,voice raising to a near shout “Dammit, Jim! Justonce!” At the sight of Jim’s kicked puppy look, Len’s shoulders slumped andhis eyes slid shut in an attempt to hide his own sadness. “Just once… I needyou to be realistic. I dunno about you, but I’ve been bit too often to havemuch faith in all this. And you poking and prodding, trying to wheedle and needleyour way into changing his mind? All that’s doing is hurting us both.”
He didn’t hear thefootsteps, but Len let himself lean into Jim’s chest when he found himselfwrapped up in the captain’s arms. “Yeah… Alright, Bones… I’ll let it be.”
Unbeknownst to either ofthem, Spock stood on the other side of the door. His head tipped to the side ashe listened carefully to what was being said, his hand poised over the buzzeras he debated with himself at length. Perhaps this time he could do this withno fear.
The buzzer sounded. Timeto find out.
My new drawing of the handsome Dr Leonard McCoy! I noticed he holds his cocktail glass just like a test tube. Please comment and share! It encourages me to draw more!
From Your Fences by @mccoymostly
10/15
Today, I spatchcocked a turkey. It was glorious.
I had to google that to find out what it meant, lol. Sounds messy. Are you going to be having mashed potatoes with it?
Sorry. Just... things like steak and turkey... I legit cannot imagine having them without mashed potatoes.