#owl fics

[staurikossauruspricei]

Chapter 2 is up!

the duo continues their little journey now entering the fungal wastes, but oh no Ro gets lost again

[dragynkeep]

honeysuckle.

no one on remnant was about to deny the well worn fact that taiyang was a heartthrob, he had been in his beacon days, evidently enough to pull raven and summer in succession, and yang had whispered rumours of uncle qrow being more than just friends too, with an exaggerated shudder and a grumble about how her father was too much of a dad to be hot.

blake couldn’t disagree any more with her best friend.

read the oneshot here.

nsfw content ahead !! this is a yellow jacket [taiyang / blake] smut fic containing various kinks including hard kinks, please read the tags before proceeding.

[staurikossauruspricei]

oops i updated the fic again

In my defense writting the differnt siblings POVs and how badly they read eachother is really fun

[docmccoyandmrscott]

The Satellite Motion Lesson

[a sequel to this post]

Dr. Leonard McCoy is in the middle of an extremely important lesson about photosynthesis when the door to his classroom flies open, banging against the wall.

"Class, I interrupt this class for a very important message," announces the most infuriating man at the school (at least, according to Leonard.)

The biology teacher glares at his colleague, attempting to magically purge him of the power of speech, but to no avail; Montgomery Scott does not shut up.

"Did you know," he says, "that it takes my anus only one year to go around the sun, but it takes your anus eighty-four years?"

It takes a moment, but the students get it.  They always get it.  And the master of bad physics puns dashes off, cackling away into the hallway, no doubt searching for more innocent bystanders whose minds he can injure with his horrible sense of humor.

"Damn satellite motion lesson," Leonard mumbles before returning to his lesson.

(Of course, he tells the same joke to his next class, barely able to keep himself from chuckling and ruining the punchline, but Scotty doesn't need to know that.)

[docmccoyandmrscott]

The Gravitation Lesson

[teacher au in which Scotty and Bones are both high school science teachers (physics and bio, respectfully) and all of their students (i.e. the rest of the bridge crew) ship them]

Mr. Spock, is it true, would you say, that you have mass?"  Montgomery Scott stands in front of his student's desk, hands on hips, grinning.

Spock stares at him for a second, trying to discern whether or not the question is too easy to be true, then replies, "Affirmative."

"And is it true that I also have mass?"

"Affirmative."

"So, according to Newton's Law of Gravitation, what can you conclude about the two of us?"

Scotty hears a few stifled giggles from the back of the room -- clearly, some of his students have already anticipated the punchline.

"We are attracted to each other, obviously," Spock says, backed by a chorus of laughter.

"Exactly!" Scotty exclaims.  (The gravitation lesson is one of his favorite classes -- so many golden opportunities for jokes.) "I am attracted to all of you, and vice versa."

He waits a moment for the ruckus to die down, then turns to the board, ready to continue the lesson.  But his students apparently have other ideas.

"But, Mr. Scott, I thought you were just attracted to Dr. McCoy?" Jim Kirk asks innocently.

Scotty feels his face turning bright tomato-red.  "Um ... That's ..."

"You know, he's got a point," Carol Marcus chimes in.  "The two of you do have lunch together every single day.  Without fail."

"And the way you argue during Science Bowl meetings?" Hikaru Sulu adds.  "There's gotta be something there."

"I theenk Meester Scott and Meester McCoy are haveeng an affair," Pavel Chekov says.

"The likelihood is 70.34 percent," Spock agrees.

"Or if they aren't having an affair, they should be.  It would resolve some of that sexual tension," Nyota Uhura comments.

By this point, Scotty is slumped at his desk with head cushioned in his arms, unable to face his students.  Damn kids, always so much more observant than he gives them credit for.  (Teaching AP Physics is not for the faint of heart, you knew that when you signed up, he tells himself, but it doesn't seem to help matters any.)

"Hey, Scotty, can I borrow a -- what's going on in here?"

Speak of the devil -- to complete Scotty's embarrassment, the very biology teacher whose attractiveness level is currently being discussed at length (at length) is peering in the doorway.

Scotty picks his head up just long enough to gesture forlornly at his students.  "They ... Uh ... They're ..."

"Hello, Dr. McCoy," Carol says, waving gaily.  "We were just talking about you."

Leonard McCoy raises one eyebrow, surveys the class, and then says, "It's the gravitation lesson, isn't it?"

He walks out, to applause.  Scotty drops his head back down onto his desk.

He hates the gravitation lesson.

[docmccoyandmrscott]

37. Haze

Out of all of the terrible things that have happened to Leonard McCoy on away missions, probably the worst of them all was the time he was brainwashed.

It's a strange planet, populated by humans but also, somehow, not -- they're too blank, too accepting, too causeless.  It smells like Communism, only more diabolical, and Leonard doesn't like it.  And then, they get captured, and these thugs in all brown (not black, black would be too obvious) come and take him away.

He resists it as long as they can, screaming that he's Leonard McCoy, chief medical officer of the USS Enterprise, serial number NCC-1701, Captain James Kirk, but it's too powerful, and soon the screams are pushed into a tiny corner of his mind, unreachable -- under control.

Leonard returns to the cell with the others, but he isn't Leonard any more; he's part of a different whole.  The still-living corner of his mind watches, horrified and powerless, as the rest of him speaks of paradise, accuses Jim and Spock of plotting traitorously against Landru, attacks Jim -- attacks Jim.

He's only thankful that Scotty isn't here, because he can forgive himself for Jim, but not ...

Jim and Spock come through, destroy the supercomputer, save the planet, and Leonard's mind is his own again.  He doesn't show it -- he hides carefully how shaken he was by the invasion of his mind -- but Scotty can tell, somehow.  Scotty can always tell, and he shows up at Leonard's door with a bottle of his home brew, the strongest stuff he saves for special occasions.

They don't say much, don't need to.  Just sit next to each other on the bed, as close as they can get, pass the bottle back and forth.

Scotty almost lost the ship, that day.  Second in command means he has to run things when Jim and Spock are both gone, and he gets nervous with too much power -- he can command machines, but not people.  And when the ship is being bombarded with heat rays, shields thisclose to splintering -- and then the message comes on top of that, "McCoy's been absorbed" -- Scotty had never felt so terrified.

Leonard McCoy and Montgomery Scott have the best kind of relationship, because they understand each other.  And in the morning, when they remember today in a haze of terror, this will be the moment that sticks out clearly -- pressed against each other, they know that it'll be alright.

[docmccoyandmrscott]

36. Memories

They are the oldest of the Enterprise's original commanding crew, but they aren't the first to retire.  Bones goes, not too long after Jim, to keep him from angering the entire admiralty, but Scotty stays on starships as long as he can, not caring for promotions as long as he can be the engineer for the best Starfleet has to offer.  But then, one day, he gets a message from his favorite cantankerous old doctor, reading simply, "I'm not getting any younger, you know."

So they buy a house in rural New England, as best a compromise between the South and Scotland as they could get, and Bones gets calls from Starfleet or Jim or even Spock sometimes, yells that they're all idiots and he's too old for this shit, and Scotty writes recruitment letters every so often and keeps up with the latest engineering breakthroughs, but, for the most part, space is gone, for them.  They can still see the stars, but they can't reach them any more.  All they have left is their memories.

"Hey, remember that time I gave Spock the silent treatment for a whole week and he didn't even notice because he was enjoying it too much?"

"Hey, remember that time Hikaru walked in on us going at it in the med bay and wasn't able to look at either of us in the face for a month?"

"Hey, remember that time Jim drew mustaches on everyone with sharpie when he couldn't sleep during shore leave?"

"Hey, remember that time Spock got really worried that he was gay and Pavel told him, 'It isn't gay if it's on the moon,' and Spock got so confused because he didn't know which moon Pavel was talking about?"

"Hey, remember that time the ship got invaded by tribbles?"

"Hey, remember that time we got kicked off of New Vulcan?"

"Hey, remember that time Nyota and Christine made out in the rec room and then Nyota knocked a guy out for trying to videotape it?"

"Hey, remember that time Jim caught Spock singing about his unrequited love issues?"

"Hey, remember that time I made it rain in engineering?"

"Hey, remember that time we first met?"

They don't talk about the bad times -- not because they want to forget them but because pain isn't worth celebrating, but happiness is.

"Hey, remember that time I first kissed you?" Leonard asks, swinging aimlessly back and forth on one of those old porch swings that will never go out of style, a glass in one hand and a wistful smile on his face.

"'Couse I do, vividly," Scotty replies with a grin.  "It was just like ... That."

[docmccoyandmrscott]

33. Insanity

There was a time when they locked a man up for claiming that the Earth was round, and look where we are now.  Shoot for the moon and you'll land among the stars, because the moon is too close -- too white, too pockmarked, too tired of being aimed at.  Space is the final frontier, because everywhere else has been tainted -- crowded, sat on, painted over in the colors of human.

"Why are we even here?" Scotty mumbles one morning when the alarm goes off too early for pleasant existence.

"Because we're fucking insane," Bones replies, promptly rolling over and going back to sleep.

Fucking insane -- those are words that stick.  The Enterprise, Starfleet, the Federation, the universe, they're all fucking insane.  And who are two men, trying to not drown in it all?  What rights do they even have?

Bones used to be afraid of space (disease and danger wrapped in darkness and silence), and now, he can mostly tolerate it, but it still hits him on occasion -- what is he doing here, on a starship, flying from nowhere to anywhere at speeds faster than he can comprehend?  And Scotty is the one who pulls him back from the edge, reminds him that space is crazy and weird in the most wonderful way -- it's worth it.

Scotty is brilliant, and there's always been a fine line between brilliance and insanity.  He works on the same complex problems for hours, pulls at his hair, bangs his head against the wall, drives himself mad with the fear of being unable to live up to himself.  And Bones is the one who pulls him back from the edge, reminds him that sometimes it's better to be sane and dull than insane and brilliant -- it's worth it.

"Why are we even here?"

Some questions are too big -- too insane -- to even be asked.  But they can be answered, with the smallest of moments.  A million pieces of good intentions can make up a rotten whole, after all.  Or a million pieces of nonsense can make up a beautiful universe.

Someday, Scotty will ask Bones if they could spend the rest of their lives together.  And Bones will reply that the idea is fucking insane, but he'll go along with it anyway.

Someone once said that flying is throwing yourself to the ground and missing.  And, oh, the human race is awfully good at missing, the crew of the Enterprise even more so.