#post-stid

[kinkykinard]

Who Do You Love by Mariana’s Trench is 100% a post-STID McKirk song from Jim’s perspective and you will never convince me otherwise.

[ocdindeed]

2 Days Left: Five Year Mission (Pre-Beyond)

COMPLETED JUST IN TIME FOR #MCKIRKBEYOND

Title:  The Red Death (on AO3)

Fandom: Star Trek AOS  (Post-Into Darkness - Pre-Beyond) Characters/Pairings: Jim Kirk/ Leonard McCoy Ratings: M+ Warnings/Tags: Angst, Psychological & Physical Torture, BAMF!Bones, Whump!Bones, Minor Character Death, Bones is not a Side-Bit, Section 31, Fix-It             Word count: 95015

(My epic love song to Bones, who is a kickass character in his own right, and should not be shoved aside to be used for comic relief!)

Summary in simple words: Section 31 wants Leonard. Leonard wants Jim. And Jim, well, Jim wants people to stop taking what’s his.

Not so simple words: Leonard knows the serum he used to save Jim from death has the potential for Universal Armageddon, and he's not the only one. Starfleet Intelligence wants the formula, but Leonard's a stubborn man. He's not about to hand that power over to anyone, not even if he's being ordered to. Lost from the Enterprise and everyone he cares about, it's up to Leonard to stop the rogue agency known as Section 31 from destroying thousands of lives, and changing the galaxy forever.

Takes place between Jim's resurrection and the beginning of the 5 year mission at the end of STID. (COMPLETE!)

[weepingnaiad]

FIC: all the living are dead and the dead are all living, 1/1, G

all the living are dead and the dead are all living (1238 words) by weepingnaiad Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Star Trek: Alternate Original Series (Movies) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: James T. Kirk/Leonard McCoy Characters: James T. Kirk, Joanna McCoy, Leonard McCoy Additional Tags: Post-Star Trek: Into Darkness, Family, Kid Fic, But Joanna's smart, Takes after her daddy, And her ma, Community: cottoncandy_bingo Summary:

The war is over, and we are beginning.

[museaway]

Spock looked down on his scraped knuckles with clear satisfaction.

It was not logical. He should not feel pleasure at having injured another person, yet Spock would have killed Harrison if Nyota had not intervened. He would have been proud to avenge Jim's death, only he did not understand his own reaction. He had not cried at the loss of his planet, and although his mother's death had affected him deeply, he had not felt...this. He could not put words to it. 

He thought of Jim lying in a hospital room, ashen and weak. He thought of his elder self, of words spoken to him one year earlier, of a destiny he had resented. He thought of Jim's eyes, red-rimmed and glassy, how they had locked on his as Jim--

Nyota brought a cloth to his hand, began to clean it. Her ministrations stung, but Spock focused on the pain and let it calm his mind. 

"I thought you were going to kill him," she murmured. 

I intended to, he thought but did not speak.

[museaway]

There was explosion in the engineering department and the glass cracked.

Jim froze where he stood. His breath caught, heart began to race uncontrollably, hands quake, and nonono this wasn’t happening, not again. Fire curled under his skin at the memory, eyes burned from the smoke, but he managed to shout:

"I’m lowering the isolation door! Scotty, get out of there!"

He punched the button; an alarm blared. He made out Scotty’s frantic shouting and running footsteps. Jim stumbled back, wiping his forehead on his sleeve, and leaned against the wall as the door lowered into place, sealing off the smoke and flames. Beside him, Scotty gulped lungfuls of air and gave the command to vent the area beyond the door, starve the fire of oxygen. Jim gripped his shoulder.

No one was dying, not today. 

[part two]

[captainkirkmccoy]

I need a suicidal!Jim post-revival in STID and bones talks him out of it. do you think you could provide? can i also request a bit of fluff to it?

Sulu stepped off the transporter pad and gave a small shake of his head. 

Bones felt the fists at his sides tighten. It had been a week since the Bridge Crew and Bones had staged an intervention, trying to tell Jim that he belonged here. That the death and destruction that Khan and Marcus had left in their wake was not Jim's fault. But this was the first away mission since that talk and as Sulu's signal had just reported, Jim wasn't acting any better. 

Jim brushed off the dust on his shoulder and slapped Sulu on the back. "Nice save."

He ignored Bones and walked out, making it clear that Bones wasn't invited.

 He followed anyway and ignored the closing door of their quarters, putting his own key code in quickly. 

"Not now, Bones." Was all Jim said. 

"What do you need?"

Jim whirled around, a fresh pair of pants and tunic hanging loosely from his side. "What?"

"We tried talking, I had Spock and Sulu watch you on away missions. You refused counseling. What do you need?"

"Nothing. Just working through it."

"You've lost more weight since you've been out of the coma, you won't play chess with Spock and you're damn reckless when you leave this ship. Do you want me to put you on medical leave?" Bones could hear his voice rising, the worry finally giving way to anger. 

"Would you?" Jim demanded, throwing down the clothes and stepping in Bones face. 

"If it meant helping you, yes."

"Nothing's fucking wrong, Bones!" Jim exploded, pushing away from him and throwing his arms out, as if all the pent up energy needed a place to go. 

"Then why did Sulu save you again? Huh? Why were you willing to jump after Ensign Kent last month when anyone else could have gotten to him? Why did you give yourself up so easily to the hostages on Cerebres?"

Jim deflated. "I don't know. I just do it."

Bones scrubbed his hands over his face. "Do you know what it would do to me? What it did to me when I saw you, unzipped from that body bag?" 

Jim gave a small nod. 

"I know it's hard. I know you're hurting. Please, please, let me help. There's a counselor on board that I've talked to. She's good. Please, come to a meeting with me. If you don't like her, we can leave. Just please, don't leave me."

He didn't realize he was crying until he saw Jim wipe away his own tears. They collapsed into each other a moment later and Bones nuzzled Jim's neck, kissing him all the way up to his ear. "I love you."

"I love you. I'm sorry." Jim said. 

"Nothing to be sorry for, darlin'"

It was a start. A shaky one but it was a start. Jim needed help. He still needed support. But Bones had to be there. Would be there. And that was what mattered. 

[notasomething]

It's Been a Long Year // Open

It wasn't even intentional to end up here. To bypass most of the city on his way away from the ship yard and find himself standing with his hands deep in his pockets as he looked at a head stone. The man deserved it, having at least one person come back and remember him, remember the hell of a year that had come and gone.

Things had been... Well things had been good at the start. On assignment on the flagship and being proven wrong in that he'd have been content with a posting Earth-side. That wish seemed so boring, so old anymore. Then Jim had to go and get the damn ship taken away from him... The following chaos not something Leonard wanted to think about for a long time to come. But he was here which said enough about how that was going.

Jim was back rearing to go but not everyone had been so lucky, a hell of a lot of people hadn't been so lucky.

"Jim's doing fine..." Leonard doesn't even know when he started talking to the body in the ground, he doesn't know who he's giving comfort to anymore, "Everything's still turning and it looks like the Brass are learning their lesson. Doubt you'd believe me, the way you went on about standing out, but they are. Jim's been called into a few meetings and come out grinning which has to be a good sign." He pauses and looks up at the sky for a moment, "Things are looking up and I just felt you deserved someone telling you that." He rested his hand on top of the gravestone for a moment as he walked past. "Happy New Year Chris."

[monbearbear]

Between "Facing"

(Post-STiD hospital scene)

“Spock, thank you.” “You’re welcome, Jim.”

Jim stole a glance at Bones, he’s all serious-doctor face. Jim swallowed what he was going to say to Bones. He wanted to wait until Spock left. Those words belonged to him and Bones alone. But Bones walked out of the door before Spock did, so Jim waited. And he waited.

And Bones never came back.