✨ BONES ✨

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    “Space is disease and danger wrapped in darkness and silence.”

✧˖° Independent Dr. Leonard McCoy ✧˖° Kelvin & TOS Influences ✧˖° ✧˖° Loved by Mel ✧˖° Est. Jan. 2017 / Rebooted September 2023 ✧˖°

[thefleetsfinest]

    “Space is disease and danger wrapped in darkness and silence.”

✧˖° Independent Dr. Leonard McCoy ✧˖° Kelvin & TOS Influences ✧˖° ✧˖° Loved by Mel ✧˖° Est. Jan. 2017 / Rebooted September 2023 ✧˖°

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         “Some people seemed to get all sunshine, and some all shadow…”  

★ → Multi-Fandom Multi-Muse || Multi-Verse & Multi-Ship || Crossover Friendly ★ → Loved by Luna || Est. 11.30.2018 || Promo Template

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         “Some people seemed to get all sunshine, and some all shadow…”  

★ → Multi-Fandom Multi-Muse || Multi-Verse & Multi-Ship || Crossover Friendly ★ → Loved by Luna || Est. 11.30.2018 || Promo Template

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Hiatus Notice

So just a heads up.  I’m going on hiatus on all my star trek blogs.  I don’t really want to get into the whys and all that jazz, but i’m not happy here anymore, so the best thing to do is go somewhere that I am happy. 

So if you want to find me, I’ll probably be on one of my marvel blogs. Tony being one of them.  

I’m sorry it’s come to this, but my mental health is something that needs to be important to me. I love you guys very much, and I totally understand if you want to unfollow and part ways. Just know that I love you and I hope you have all the best things happen to you in life.  WITH THAT BEING SAID: My queue is still running. I don’t feel like torturing you all with dumping it all out at once. There are over like.. 40ish things in there? That’s too much. So My drafted replies (Replies that have been queued up in there for I think like 3 weeks now) , and some other things mixed in will still be posting, once a day. 

But I am in fact gone from these blogs. 

I love you, I hope you guys do well. 

Love, Mel 

[thefleetsfinest-a]

Kirk: Why did Spock throw butter out the window?

Bones: (to Spock) You did what?

Kirk: To see a butter fly!

Spock: I never did that! Jim, are you telling lies?

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vokava:

spock was far from unperceptive so such activities .  in fact he was rather eager for the idea of such an endeavour .  it was something they had not talked about yet ; for a while spock thought he was undesirable to leonard that way . but it quickly proven to not be the case .  however there is complications .   spock has never ventured into the field of sexual intercourse  & he supsects his mate will regret   if they make love for the first time well he is intoxicated .  now that is something spock knows never ends well .  the chemical imbalances sometimes cause memory loss  ; he wants them both to remember this . 

❛  you miss understand   ❜  he places a hand on leonards shoulder . he knows the doctor is self conscious in more ways then one .   ❛  i desire intercourse with you . do not think i do not . i find you quite pleasing leonard . however , you are at the present time intoxicated . i do not think it is wise to engage in such matters when your mind is not clear    ❜

There was a small part of him that honestly wanted to make a run for it. Though he found himself instead holding his ground, managing a nod as he listened to Spock. IT was in this moment that the urge for another drink increased tremendously, which told him that it was definitely time to be cut off.

"Maybe I should.. crash on the couch tonight." he mused softly, not that he ever thought that he would ever force himself on anyone in a drunken state, because he absolutely wouldn't. "Im real...handsy like this.." he tried to explain. Somewhere deep down he knew he would regret going into new territory while he was drunk, and he wanted to ensure his.. handsyness wouldn't risk that.

"Can you help me get there?" he finally asked softly. "I'm... not sure I can walk without falling on my ass."

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Spock: Can you move your seat up?

Bones: No.

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vokava:

 its silver   ;   his shade perhaps   ,     but spock does not appreciate the  condescending nature behind the gift  .    teasing like this is not something he finds humorous in any way . even from noyta his closest companion in the universe  aside from the captain   .   spock will not tolerate this treatment from anyone   .   nonetheless here he is in the privacy of his own quarters  trying to finish his paper work    ;   leonard just mere inches away  &  spock is stuck in the bejewelled childrens costume piece .   pen stops mid word    ;   blush creeps up his ears  ; his nose follows next  .   cheeks dusting lastly when leonard claims it compliments his eyes  .    ❛    do not make false judgement    ❜   he tries to hold a steady tone   ;  one of firmness   but it falls out with an almost squeak of embarrassment   .     the annoyance is not enough to make him remove it however     .          

Leonard was honestly finding it impossible not to stare at the sparkling headpiece. When Nyota warned him that Spock was in a bad mood because of her, this was definitely not what he had been expecting. It honestly reminded him to always stay on the lieutenant's good side.

"You musta really pissed her off." he mused softly, reaching forward and plucking the tiara off of Spock's head. "Though I wasn't lying, it does make yer eyes pop." he leaned down kissing one of Spock's blush dusted cheeks.

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kirk: *makes a motion to sneak out of medbay*

bones: bitch i hope the fuck you do you'd be a dead son of a bitch i tell you that

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vokava:

hes not going to let himself be vulnerable again not if he can help himself.  spock knows jim dying is what sent him over the edge ; there doctors love confession burst the damn he tried his entire life to hold .  no where did they go with those thoughts. the hybrid has no claim to the doctor yet his mind is in a constant state of recognizing leonard mccoy as his & only his . a functionality spock can not erase .

the human emotion of jealously . it is not one spock has experienced before . until he came across one good doctor ; discovering he was in love with another .  well thats what spock assumed . mccoy has stated otherwise . humans lie all the time he must remember this . if leonard did mean any of what he said  ,      carol would not even be a factor to take into account . it was one night . one night of tender touches   &  ‘ i’m here ‘  nothing else but them . of course it was spock that left the next day before mccoy awoke .    emotions messed with his head ; spock needed to clear it .

gentle rocking . he must look like a child right now ;  & he feels like one.  lost  ;  alone .  helpless . everything out of reach .   he stops mid swing when the question graces his ears .  instantly he can feel his arms tensing ; following his fingers becoming ridged .  he owes no explanation to anyone regarding miss marcus .   ❛    to have no reason doctor would be illogical    ❜  he almost snaps  ; his emotional control slipping .    (   ‘ i dislike her because she threatens me . i do not care for her because her actions make me feel less .   i loath her because she has your attention and i do not ‘  )        ❛   that is my final answer   ❜  

Leonard watched as Spock rocked back and forth, not entirely sure what to make of it all. Though one thing he did know for sure was that Spock definitely didn't like Marcus. Part of him wanted to push for information and maybe even help fix whatever problem there seemed to be between the two of them. However, he instead decided to just let it go for once in his life. "Whatever." he muttered, rolling his eyes a bit.

Leonard always had way too much to worry about, the last thing he needed was something new piled on top. So he stayed right where he was closing his eyes and letting out a long sigh. There was a part of him that desperately wanted to get some much needed sleep, but he knew damn well that wouldn't happen until Jim woke up.

"Spock.. would ya stop rocking like a toy horse and just c'mere?" he finally managed to spit out, eyes still closed. He didn't care that they hadn't talked about what had happened the other night, all he wanted to do was hold the other, and maybe just maybe get a small chair nap in.

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Kirk: Everything's gonna be a-okay

Bones: You're lying to me

Kirk: TO MAKE YOU FEEL BETTER

Bones: THANK YOU

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vokava:

EVIDENTLY HE CONTINUES TO STARE .   brows draw in just observing the other man .  a curious but most fascinating sight    .     so of course the hybrid is rather content to his current position .  &    hes not staring really , more like observing .   so its not rude — its pure scientific observation   .   naturally though since thus far leonard   has  chosen not to comment on spocks presence   ,   it shakes the half vulcan some slightly when he speaks to him .  he clears his throat hands falling behind his back as the clutches them .

   ❛  i was merely —  ❜  he stops watching the hand that has been offered to him .    &  yet he still pauses .      ❛     you wish for me to take your hand ?     ❜   he looks up wondering exactly what leonard requires of him . 

Leonard offered a smile as he patiently waited for Spock to snap himself out of whatever trance he had gotten himself into. There was a raised eyebrow as the other started to explain himself but ended up getting distracted by his offer. Leonard let out a soft hum as he nodded wiggling his fingers a bit hoping that it would make it more enticing of an offer. 

"yes, you have me worried.. you've been staring at me a lot, like you are afraid of something." he explained softly, he was used to Spock's stares, but this one seemed different and he honestly couldn't explain why.

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Bones: This is a disaster! The printer messed up with the invitations! It's supposed to say "Jim's Birthday!"

Spock: What does it say instead?

Bones: "Jim's Bi"... wait that could still work.

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One What-If.

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einhcrjar:

— Spock paused, ❝You have that chance, Leonard…❞ He responded quietly, voice barely more than a whisper. He stepped a bit closer to the doctor, wringing his fingers behind his back anxiously…  ❝As you know we are in orbit over New Vulcan at this point in time. We are… picking up a new resident of the ship. Under regulation 226 section 11b, any minor may take up permanent residence aboard a starship if a member of the crew is their sole provider… He will need a physical when he arrives.❞  He’s not sure how to continue, much less sure how to admit that yes the boy is his. But after the destruction of Vulcan, he can’t help but want to keep him closer. And with his mother gone? There was no one to watch him. So this was the only option  because he wasn’t letting Saros stay with Sarek . 

— He waits probably impatiently for a response. ❝I would appreciate if you would be the one to supervise his medical care. I… Trust you. Implicitly.❞

Leonard raised an eyebrow when Spock said that he would get a chance. He watched as Spock took a step closer, and he couldn't help but smile just a bit, finding himself a bit on the curious side because it couldn't be that simple. As Spock went on to explain why exactly they were making a quick stop at New Vulcan, he found himself blinking a few times. It took a few moments for the information and what that information implied to sink in.

"Sure no problem, I would be happy to help. I'll do it all myself too.. he will be in good hands." he reassured Spock, getting a warm fuzzy feeling from the knowledge of just how much Spock seemed to trust him. "So this minor.. how is he related to you?" Leonard had a pretty good idea to what the answer was, but he didn't want to jump to conclusions.

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Bones: One bonus of being an older adult is grossly misusing modern slang on purpose and watching the students cry inside.

Bones: A fine example: the other day I pointed at the tricorder and, while looking Sulu right in the eye, went “Man, is that bae or what, huh?” and the look on his face was something I will treasure for years.

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Liquid Courage

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einhcrjar:

— Carol smiled, cheeks flushing with the slightest bit of red, ❝Have you, now, Doctor?❞ the teasing is light hearted, && her fingers slip easily between his, thumb stroking small circles on the joint of his index finger, && her smile fell to a pleased expression, ❝I think that we can both make due with a bit rusty. I’m hardly the person to tell you that I’ve got massive amounts of experience. A few flings here && there, but…❞ a pause as she looks up at him again, ❝I think we’ll do just fine.❞

Leonard couldn't help but be relieved that Carol didn't seem to have a problem with rusty. He felt himself relax, actually able to just be himself for once as he shared this moment with her. "Well.. I'm glad to hear it." he hummed, glancing around as the band started playing a new song. "Care to dance?"