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ATTENTION

I am moving to the blog @nyota-uhxra. All my fics will reposted on there. 

@kaitymccoy123 @imamotherfuckingstar-lord I will resend you all the fics once posted so you can add them to your respective challenge master lists

  @atari-writes  could you please change the url on your parks and rec masterlist, I am still doing the same prompt just on a different blog

Sorry for the inconvenience 

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Going to California

This is a part of @imamotherfuckingstar-lord song challenge.  I picked the song Going to California by Led Zeppelin and the character Leonard ‘Bones’ Mccoy, I might turn this into a series but idk let me know <3

The post 

Song

People who might like this : @yourtropegirl @kaitymccoy123 @enterprisewriting

Spent my days with a woman unkind

Smoked my stuff and drank all my wine.

This wasn't his forte- being spontaneous, making split second decisions. Bones liked to have a plan, he liked to know exactly what was going to happen. The uncertainty of everything was very confusing. Scary mostly. Because for once he wasn't listening to his mind when it came to Jocelyn. He wasn't listening when his brain screamed to him that he’d been saying the same sentence three times, just in different intensities and that repeating a sentence doesn't have any affect. He didn't hear his mind scream that Joanna was in the room and could probably hear them fight. He didn't listen to Jo when she told him that she wanted a divorce and that she would never have cheated if he hadn't been working all the damn time as he threw clothes into his suitcase. He didn't listen to his brain whisper that he didn't actually know if he ever would see his sweet peach again when he hugged Joanna and wiped her tears before he drove off.

Now here he was, in a field in the middle of nowhere crying about his failed marriage. Another winner for lowest moments in his life. To be fair it could be worse. It’s not like she cheated on him with his co-worker and would potentially take his daughter away from him and also almost all his life savings.. Of course not that would be insane and cold hearted and cruel.

Not that that wasn't Joce.

So there sat Leonard, in a field of tall grass with the faint smell of burnt rubber from the tires of his car thinking about how the hell he’d fallen in and out of love with this woman. And contemplating how the hell he was going to go home. He needed to be at Starfleet Academy in 2 weeks, and right now he didn’t exactly have the money to get on a flight. Not to mention his fear of flying. God only knows why he tortured himself.

Hey Len y’know how afraid you’re of space, why don’t ya become a doctor on a spaceship? Oh and ya know how you deal terribly with heartbreak? Well why don’t ya marry a woman who’s a sneaky conniving little bitch and have her rip your heart into shreds and…

The hell Len you’re getting a divorce not a death sentence. Calm down.

He took a deep breath and opened his clenched fists. He could always drive to California, it wouldn’t take him very long. He did have a map in his car and enough money for gas and food. He closed his eyes and rubbed his face with his sweaty grass stained palms.

This was Joanna’s trick. She always said that if you close your eyes and make a wish a fairy would come and help you.

For a man of science Len, you're really pushing your luck right now.

He sighed and whispered softly against his palms. “Help me, please.”

“Well that depends on if you stole that car or not.”

He quickly removed his hands from his face and opened his eyes. In front of him stood a woman. A beautiful woman. A very short woman.

Someone told me there's a girl out there

With love in her eyes and flowers in her hair.

Didn't think fairies came in human sizes.

“What?”

“Well if you're asking for help cause you stole the car I won’t help you. But if ya need directions I will.”

He blinked at her, unsure on how to react. “Uh I just need to replace the back tire. You know if there’s a mechanic nearby?”

This was ridiculous.

“Yup.”

“Ya gonna tell me where?”

“You’re looking right at her.” the woman grinned. She hiked her long skirt up and bit and made her way up the tiny hill and to the car behind Len. “Um you're real right?” He mumbled in shock as he followed her.

“Real as any regular human can be.” she replied patting the trunk of the car so Len could open it.

“And.. you're not a fairy right?” he asked.

Hell Len of course she’s not.

The girl turned to look at him, a small smile on her face. “I’m flattered but no darling I am not. Now, do you have a wrench?” she asked crouching down.

“Uh yeah right.” he opened the dashboard of his car, completely confused.

“Thank you.” she replied and began to work on the tire.

“Okay so I know I seem like a good samaritan but I need a favor which is why I am helping you.“ she says as she pulls the tire off the car and takes the replacement.

“Sure.” he replied, obviously not thinking.

She fits the tire and whacks it a bit to make sure it’s in place.

“I need to get to California, I’m going to join Starfleet academy as a botanist and judging by your bumper sticker you’re headed there too. May I please join you?”

Leonard liked, glancing at the sticker she was talking about. Joanna had made that. It was a little version of the starfleet logo and a stethoscope and the words “Space doctor to be“ in her little scrawl.

He looked at the woman, eyes scrutinizing her face. She merely smiled back at him, eyes big and hopeful.

He looked to the skies above and considered his options.

EIther travel alone and swim in self pity or go with a complete stranger and keep his mind busy.

“What the hell.” he shrugged and opened the side door.

“Yay! Okay now stay here I need to get my suitcase, it’s by the creek.” she squealed jumping up and down and giving him a quick hug before she sprinted off.

Made up my mind to make a new start

Going To California with an aching in my heart

A/n : I am aware i switched the order of the lyrics but just go with it <3

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Little Loopy

Summary : The reader attempts to attack a drunk Jim. The results are ... unexpected.

Pairing : Spock x reader

POV:  Third person

Word count : 1233 

Beta read by the adorable @kaitymccoy123, who writes some of the best Spock fics in the galaxy <3

A/n : This is meant for Kaity’s Spring Has Sprung Challenge! I was given the color White and the quote  “I swear if you weren’t so attractive, I’d have punched you in the face nine times by now.”

It  was average end to a day on the USS Enterprise. Everyone was tired and exhausted from the day's mission, people were being patched up at Medbay, Jim was crying over his beloved ship and engineering was having a field day.

“She did so well today” Jim whimpered, sipping his glass of scotch with Scotty at his side.

“Aye, I know lad. She’s a real star” Scotty nodded filling a glass for himself.

This annoyed Y/n, his second in command who was this close to fainting from exhaustion. This happened every time the Enterprise got beaten up. Jim cried, Scotty listened and then they both fell asleep while singing old Terran songs.

And she was left to manage the engineers and revive the Enterprise’s engines so that they were ready to go for the next adventure.

It was time to put her foot down, y/n decided. Enough with this madness.

“Alright that’s it hand over the bottle” she sighed, trying to grab it out of jIm’s hands. “What , no go away Y/n I am in pain” Jim whined clutching the bottle to his chest.

“Oh please, you say that every time the ship makes a slight bump. Hand it over now” she argued.

“Noooooo” Jim groaned getting up and stumbling back as the short engineer charged at him.  

And so the chaos began. It was quite amusing really, watching the confident and headstrong captain being chased after by the grumpy tiny engineer.

Very Tom and Jerry- esque (Terran reference)

Scotty laughed, tears welling up as he watched his second in command pick up a wrench , Jim running under the pipes.

“James Tiberius Kirk, come back here right now!!!” she huffed, weaving through the winding pipes.

“You will never find me” He roared back.

James believed he had won, Y/N would never find him because he was an expert at hiding. A master of stealth. A connoisseur of the con.

“Found ya!” She smirked in victory, a few pipes away. She ran towards him failing to listen to his warning.

Smacking face first into the ground.

The world turned dark and the last thing she heard before the world stopped was

“JIMMY KIRK IS VICTORIOUS YET AGAIN”

Spock couldn't think of one reason as to why he’d been called to Med Bay this late at night. The only one he could think of was that Jim might have hurt himself in his drunken state, but that was Doctor Mccoy’s job. He made steady pace, walking through the quiet corridors of the Enterprise.

Until he heard the crash. His ears perked up and his hand fell onto his phaser, quickening his pace. “Captain are you al…”

“Jesus Christ, y/n calm down!!!

Spock froze at the sight before him. His beloved captain on the floor, hugging a bottle of liquor to his chest and scrambling away from the door. Another crash.

“Alright, alright I’ll leave, Ya bampot (means idiot)” Scotty roared running out, ducking as yet another empty hypo flew at his head.

“Damn it Jim, where is Spock!!” Bones called from Medbay.

“What happened?” Spock as, eyes darting from Scotty and Jim.

“Y/n she..”

“The crazy lass”

“...Chased after me”

“Fell over a pipe!!”

“Hit her head.”

“Bloody insane!!”

Spock nodded and entered the Medbay, stopping at the threshold. “I shall send Dr Mccoy to your rooms. Wait till he treats you and then get some rest. You will need it for tomorrow” Spock ordered.

“Yeah but Spock you don’t get it she is…”

“I will see to the lieutenant” He replies and enters the Medbay.

Dr Mccoy stood in front of the cot.

“You done?” he asks grumpily to his frazzled patient.

“Yes. Now whatcha gonna do to me next” she hiccups. Bones rolled his eyes and turned towards Spock.

“Never thought I’d say this but glad to see ya Spock” Bones grumbled, slapping Spock’s shoulder. The Vulcan, still unsure looked at Doctor “What is it that you needed me to do?”

“I need to patch Jim and Scotty up so can you babysit…”

“I AM NOT A BABY”

“Look after Y/n for me? She’s on a lot of painkillers and is borderline insane. “ Bones sighed.

“I do not understand why you didn't call any of your nurses” Spock replied.

“Because they are all exhausted and need sleep, you, on the other hand I do not like. Look there’s a hypo on the table, just inject her with it and she will fall to sleep.” Bones grunted, patting Spock on his shoulder again and walked away.

Spock stared at the engineer, playing with the hem of her dress. He agreed that she looked slightly...unhinged. She stared at him with big brown eyes.

“How you doin!?!” she smirked wiggling her eyebrows, bursting into a fit of giggles.

“I do not understand why my well being is amusing to you” he replied.

“Cause it’s from a Terran show, ya know FRIENDS. Chandler Bing, Joey, How you doin, Joey doesn't share food, he’s so pretty I could cry...:”

“I do not know the source of these references. Is this some Terran form of entertainment?” he asked, searching the table for the hypo.

“Are you gonna shoot me up and make me go to sleep?” she asked him, kicking her legs in the air.

“It is the Doctor’s orders.”

“Do you always do what you are told?”

“If it is a logical order.” He answered, walking up to her while inspecting the syringe.

“I swear if you weren’t so attractive, I’d have punched you in the face nine times by now.” she grumbled, sitting up straight.

“I do not believe one's physical appearance has any affect on you hurting them. You did after all punch Captain Kirk in the face and he is appealing to the eye”. Spock pointed out, gesturing to you to hand over your arm.

“Aw don’t see yourself short my little vulcan friend, you are extremely appealing to the eye too” she laughed, sticking her arm out.

“Well they say beauty is in the eye of the beholder” he whispers. Spock refused to acknowledge the closeness between him and the engineer. Her hair, falling on his shoulder, him between her legs.

The logical thing to do would have been to back away, inject the serum and walk out. But he stayed. Her fingers trailed over his chest.

“Hey Spock?”

“Yes, Y/n”

“Lift your hand up for me would ya”

Though a bizarre request, Spock did as he was told. She pressed her fingers to his.

Electricity sparked, causing the two of them to jerk back.

“Oops” she giggled, covering her mouth.

“Did I hurt you?’ he asked her in concern.

“Nope’ she replied popping the ‘p’.

“Was that supposed to happen?” she asked softly.

“If the two participants desire the action” he nodded, green blush filling his cheeks.

“Aww so you do like me !” she giggled yet again, lying down on the cot.

“ I believe so” he mumbles, the green in his cheeks darkening as he stood beside her.

“Just so ya know, it’s not because of the drugs that that happpened okayyy?” she slurred, making herself comfortable on the bed.

“I understand” he replied.

She yawned, curling up with her legs to her chest. He turned around to leave, placing the hypo on the table.

“Nighty night Spockyy” she whispered.

“Good night Y/n”

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Last one for @thylaksashayaashayam

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McKirk + Relationship Development (insp.)

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Thank you all so much for your feedback on little red <3

I have read all your comments and tags and it honestly warms my heart , Sorry there has been little to no activity one here.

I have a criminal minds/ncis clog ( @imagicana ) and that’s my main so I am constantly on there.

I will however be posting a spock fic this weekend for @kaitymccoy123 Spring Follower celebration thingy <3

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I WANNA TRY THIS !! Send me a number and a character! Or if I dont get requests I will post a fic a week for a different character <3

Write a story including a set of three things

1) An apple, a sweater, a tube of lipstick that is not what it seems 

2) A special rock, the color black, walking through clouds whilst on a mountain 

3) A scarf, a present wrapped very poorly, a kiss 

4) Fireworks, a broken clock, a toast 

5) Ripped up paper strewn across the floor, a potion, a lost item 

6) A pair of glasses held together by tape, a missing phone, a small, mean, dog 

7) A very old letter, a wolf, a family heirloom 

8) Raindrops, a singed teddybear, a photograph so worn it feels like fabric 

9) Sleeping until midday, a stolen item of jewelry, a drug laced with poison 

10) Lightning strikes, gunshots, roses 

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Karl as Dr. Leonard McCoy in the Star Trek reboot movies

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Little Red

Summary : Jim Kirk loves teasing the reader because of her height. The reader shows him that though she maybe tiny,she is not to be messed with. 

Pairing : Jim Kirk x reader

POV : Third Person

Word Count : 949

Beta Reader : the lovely @yourtropegirl who (along with @lostdreamsanddeadroses ) changed my life for better or worse by introducing me to this fandom. Thank you darling <3

A/n : This is my first ever Star Trek fic. Constructive criticism is welcome <3

He was late yet again.

To be fair, he would have got there early if it hadn’t been for Gaila, who couldn't find her shirt and the fact that they’d started making out halfway through. But Bones didn't need to know that. 

“Thought you wouldn't make it” Bones said, slapping Jim on the back. 

“And miss out on getting you drunk and getting you some action? Not a chance,” Jim chuckled, taking a seat at the bar with the others. 

“Uhura and the girls tricked Chekhov into dancing and  Scotty’s over there gambling his life savings. Me and Mr Sulu here however are bitter about the fact that we are banned from making jokes.” Bones sighed, signalling the bartender to come over.

“That’s because the two of you only make dad jokes” Jim smirked.

“Well that’s cause we can’t embarrass our kids with them. Might as well embarrass you guys,” Sulu frowned.

“Well then embarrass Chekov, leave me and my sexual endeavors alone,” Jim replied. 

“Three shots of tequila,” he told the bartender who nodded and walked away.

 “Trust me Captain we would, if you didn't explain them in detail to us every goddamn time there is alcohol involved,” Y/N pointed out taking a seat next to Jim.

 He turned to look at her. 

“How’ya doin shortcake?”You groaned, smacking his arm. 

“Stop with the height jokes, we get it I’m tiny but I am close enough to the ground to kick you in the…”

“Woah woah woah little kids shouldn't swear” Jim cooed clicking his tongue and pressing his finger to your lips. Y/n smacked him again and called the bartender over.

Y/n did not look like a child, especially now. With her tight black dress, toned legs and arms showing off and strands of her hair clinging to her sweaty skin. She looked like a woman, a beautiful and sexy woman. However she was short, 5’2 to be exact. The shortest on the ship. The only person she was taller than was Keenser and that didn't even count.

 That meant constant teasing.

And Jim loved it. He adored making her mad, her face got all red and she would start swearing which was even more adorable because it made her look like a little kid throwing a temper tantrum. You on the other hand were this close to throwing him into the warp core. Which was an idea you had pitched to Scotty for a while until Jim actually did it and nearly died and so you stopped joking about it entirely. Now you just proceeded to knee him where the sun doesn't shine and step on his foot.

 Both of which he’d grown immune to through years of breaking women's hearts.

“So how’s your night been going?” he asked as you downed your shot of tequila. 

“I have danced to the point where everything aches and now I can’t feel anything. Also I nearly got kicked out twice because they thought I was underage. I threatened to have them arrested,” you replied quickly, jumping up and down sucking on the lemon to take the bitterness away.

 “You technically can’t arrest anyone y’know,” Jim smiled, eyes following you as you continued to jumped. 

“But you can,” you grinned poking his chest.

“Who says I will,“ he replies, trying to hold back his smile.

“There have to be some perks to your boss finding you attractive,” you challenged, not breaking eye contact.

“There are, but most of them involve a bed. And probably the both of us naked and most definitely making out. And if you're feeling kinky then handcuffs,” Jim countered matching your gaze. 

“In your dreams Kirk” you scoffed.

“ Another round” the bartender asked, sliding another glass toward you. Before you could take it, Jim grabbed it and held high above your head.

 “Damn it Jim give it to me” you groaned, trying to grab the glass.

“Say please daddy” he laughed.

“Jim leave the poor thing alone,” Bones sighed. 

“Yeah Jim leave me alone” you grumbled.

 “Aww what’s the matter sugar, this guy bothering you?” Cupcake crooned throwing an arm over your shoulder. You tensed up, edging away from him.

 “No he isn't, now piss off,” you snapped moving towards Jim.  

You could smell the sweat radiating off him, he was wasted. “Hey shorty come one I know he’s givin you a tough time “ he slurred reaching for your hand. 

“Hey back off “Jim growled , attempting to pull you behind him.

Because here’s the thing about Jim. He thinks he needs to protect everyone and everything. You on the other hand hate being protected.

Cupcake made another attempt to grab you and you twisted his arm and used your entire body weight to flip him over your shoulder.  He lay on the ground shocked and in pain and you pressed the heels of your boots to his crotch. 

“Touch me again and I will end you” you hissed as he scampered off back to his friends.  

You turned to face an awestruck Jim and Bones. Sulu on the other hand was glowing with pride at his students progress.

 “This, my dear is why we will never work out” you smirked taking the abandoned shot glass from the island. 

“What do you mean?” Jim frowned. You downed the tequila, and wiped of the drops from your mouth, leaning towards his ear. 

“I like being on top” you whispered. You patted his shoulder and made your way back to the girls.

 Leaving Jim confused and surprised. And incredibly turned on.

 “Annndd he’s in love “ Sulu laughed as Jim turned to look at you, face a light shade of pink. 

“ Oh not again” Bones groaned.  

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As someone with anxiety , this makes me feel all warm and fluffy on the inside and happy.

Awesome job!! 

P.s (This is me @imagicana , this is amy star trek blog )

A Little Out of Place

Intro: So I got the Spock feels the other day (thanks to @storiesfromstarfleet) and so I spit out this little baby fic because I was feeling kinda down and wanted some Spock fluff and cuddles. 

Pairing: Spock x reader

Word Count: 1168

Summary: Reader is having a weird/anxious-y kinda day and Spock is there for cuddles.  Fluff.  That is all.  

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You heard your name from across the room, but you couldn’t bring yourself to respond to the familiar voice. 

“Are you still in bed?  We need to leave soon.”

You curled yourself tighter in the blankets and whimpered softly in to the pillow.

 “I don’t think I can go, Spock.” You croaked from your fetal position on the bed, unsure if he could even hear you. 

Soft, even footfalls sounded on the thin carpet as Spock rounded the bed, and soon his dark, tall form appeared in your view.  You barely looked up at him as you drew the blankets tighter around your chin. 

“Do you feel ill?” Spock asked, his voice soft with concern. 

You shook your head, messing up your hair as it rubbed against the pillow. 

“Then what is the matter?”

The question almost brought tears to your eyes and you managed a shrug, staring only at the space between his kneecaps. 

“Ashayam, you must tell me what is wrong or I cannot help you.” Spock squatted down in front of you now, his eyes becoming level with yours, a look of worry lining his features. 

“I don’t think I can go today.” You mumbled, your heart clenching and unclenching inside your chest, making it hard to breathe. 

“You must come, Y/N, it is a very important event.” Spock stated. 

Guilty tears began to roll down your cheeks, hot and thick, at the thought of disappointing Spock, and at your sudden change in emotion Spock’s features changed from worry to deep concern and alarm. 

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McSpirk headcanon

KIRK JUST NEEDS TO SIT IN HIS COMFY ARM CHAIR WITH HIS FEET IN FRONT OF THE FIREPLACE AND HIS SOFT HUSBAND SPOCK READING HIM THE STORIES HE WRITES WHILE HIS GRUMPY HUBBY BONES HANDS HIM BOURBON AND MASSAGES HIS SHOULDERS