#starfleetsfinestscienceofficer

[lionmxn-blog]

{ okay, just doing a check - these people owe me replies, can you please let me know if we’re still doing the thread? (Or if I’ve missed your reply) }

Under My Skin|brokenbonesmccoy

Valentine’s Day|helloleonardmccoy

When There’s No More Room in Hell|itsjustuhura

You Belong to Me|yourlogicisfascinating

The Party Don’t Start ‘Til I Walk In|thesassynursechapel

Best Efforts|firstscienceofficer

The Wounds We See|askbonesmccoy

Intensified|aviophobicbones

After Midnight|medicalchick

Self Vs Self|onehellofaquote

Apologies|botherbonesmccoy

The Truth|mccoy-damnit-bones

An Eye For An Eye|checking-chekov

The End of the Road|you-owe-me-one

By My Side|bourbonblood—hopelessheart

Mistakes|im-a-doctor-not-an-escalator

[invictasol-a]

Spock woke with a start, heart hammering in his side and body trembling. He pawed at Jim, so scared he practically skittered onto his chest, hands grasping at his shirt. He didn't say anything, it wasn't necessary, but he pressed his face against Jim's neck and wept silently into the skin, shaking from head to toe. Instead of explaining, he curled his fist into his shirt and gripped it tightly, offering only one word towards why this had happened. "Nightmare." His voice shook, then broke.

Jim had been glancing over the briefings of the next intergalactic meeting he would be having the following morning; a good number of captains just off the next quadrant. Apparently, the sightings of Klingons were increasing. The approach of war was closing in, just as the late Admiral Marcus had called out.

He jolted, PADD almost dropping as Spock slid his way onto his chest and clung almost desperately to his shirt. "Spock- wha-?" Jim immediately knew the reason even before the Vulcan voiced it. Placing his PADD onto the bedside table, Jim pulled Spock onto him, one hand running through that bed-raggled hair, another gliding up and down comforting along the Vulcan's back. 

"Ssssh- I've got you. I've got you. Ssshhh." He placed a warm kiss to the man's temple, rocking them gently. "M'right here."

[invictasol-a]

((In Paris, here's some fluff)).Spock traced the lines on his partners hips, dipping slowly to the tops of his thighs. "You are magnificent." He murmured softly, placing the others hand on his swollen stomach, their child lazily kicking against his touch. He kissed his cheek and lay back, touching his hips lightly. Their child kicked again. "You will be a beautiful father."

"And you'll be just as well, Mister Spock," Jim crooned, gently maneuvering himself over the Vulcan to press his head against the rising stomach. He felt several kicks against his cheek, each time earning a curve of his lips.

"Jesus, she's a fighter. Like the both of us, I guess." He glanced up at Spock, a rich smile glistening in his eyes. "How long? I mean-- it's new and all, but you've got any idea how long this might take. The usual nine?"

[[fluffffff because you are residing within the land of loooooove you LUCKY PERSON ]

[captamericium]

Jim's Kitten

Jim unlocked the door, grinning broadly as he held in his hands an adorable kitten, short black fur with white front paws, almost like gloves, and chocolate brown eyes that looked around curiously nonstop. He stepped into the house and walked silently into the living room, greeted by the sight of Spock busy with a PADD in his hands, sitting on the white couch. Jim walked up to him and sat next to the Vulcan, petting the black kitten and earning loud purrs for his efforts. "Look, Spock, a kitten! Isn't he adorable?" He asked, hope in his eyes, willing the other to not make him take the kitten back, he was all alone there and Jim couldn't stand seeing what could have been sadness in the kitten's eyes.

[whosenamemeansfreedom-blog]

//So I'm sitting at my work waiting for my shift to begin when I start to think about this account and my T'Manda account and how I've met some pretty amazing people off of them. 

Like missnyotauhura, who I played with a lot with T'Manda, and she showed tons of love to me when I first started and she really had a hand in bringing me out of my shell. 

Speaking of bringing me out of me shell, let's talk about the amazing helloleonardmccoy, who has the most lovely, beautiful mun in the world. Also a huge hand in getting me started in this whole RP thing. 

My heart swells for the wonderful starfleetsfinestscienceofficer who was one of my first Spocks, and mun is just the sweet little dear.

AND MY LOVELY dammitimanurse who is the cutest patoot and she is just lovely (and the only person in my time zone it seems) and I just want everyone to love on this girl, because she is the sweetest sweet.

And then when I started this account, missadvancedweaponry came to play with me (and gave me my first smut experience here), and she's just this lovely, lovely person and ahhhh. 

Now my lovely ofspaceandlogic was a big reason I even made this account and now I consider mun to be one of my best rp friends and we're just on skype all day long and you perf person you deserves the world. <3

AND NOW I HAVE A KIRK. i-am-the-captain-of-this-ship is a perf bb and gave me the longest running thread I've ever had and mun is glorious and I am so happy to have you as a friend and anjkdbsjk;; 

AND THERE'S OTHERS THAT I'MMA GUSH ABOUT LATER, but alas I've been typing this up for a half hour and now it's time to start my shift, but here's part 1 of who knows how many on these lovely people that have pieces of my heart.

[captainjimtiberius]

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16: neck kiss

It was rare and new to have Spock’s arms around him like this, hugging him close and Jim was basking in it, his entire body warm and his cheeks flushed and pleased. This was an honest to God hug he was getting from Spock and he buried his face against his neck, inhaling deeply. Even being this close to him was better than anything he could have imagined before. 

All he could think about was the press of his neck warm and just a little slick with sweat and on instinct he turned his head and pressed a light kiss to the skin there, then slowly getting a little braver worked his lips over his skin, kissing from the dip of his neck and shoulder up to his jaw and then back down, ending with a soft little bite at his shoulder and a long, content sigh. 

[watchmedobetter]

your para replies are just sitting in my drafts

so i'll get to them soon

[thetwinwholived]

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graciousgratiana

George was cleaning the shop after it had just closed down. It had been an incredibly busy day. He sighed as he glanced over to the small shrine he had constructed for Fred. 

"Another day," he muttered to himself. And then he heard the door ringing. That was weird. He had closed shop and the lights were dim. Who could be there. He ran over to the door, throwing it open.

"Hi, how can I help you?"