#jim kirk x male reader

[mlm-writer]

The Sorcerer Supreme, the Devil and Six Men (M!Reader x Multi)

Pairing: Cis!M!Bottom!Reader x Ray Palmer (LoT), Dick Grayson (my version), Peter Parker (TASM), Skurge (MCU), James T. Kirk (AOS), Lucifer (Lucifer) & Chris Smith (Peacemaker) Rating: Explicit Words: 2066 POV: Second Summary: Uhhh gangbang to save the multiverse and reader is Sorcerer Supreme of his universe. Note: Something I kept from last kinktober to really sit down for it. Tags: Multiverse gangbang, creampie, cum swallowing, light cumplay, blowjobs, double penetration, spitroasting, anal fingering, handjobs and some grinding.

Even if you would explain how you got yourself into this situation, you doubted anyone would believe you. You clenched your hands in the silken sheets below you, when Lucifer added a third finger to your hole. He stilled them inside you and ran a hand down your bare back. “Relax, my darling, I need to have you properly prepared for when our guests arrive.” You huffed and folded your arms in front of you so you could rest your forehead on them. 

“If you ask me, it’s pretty pathetic that the devil himself cannot give me enough sexual energy to save the multiverse,” you quipped, before shifting a little. Your cock was leaking all over the pillow Lucifer put under your hips. Lucifer chuckled and curled his fingers inside you. “Hey! No cheating!” You cried out as he rubbed that spot he had gotten to know all too well. You never should’ve started a situationship with the devil, but frankly being the sorcerer supreme from a universe where jackshit happened could be very boring. 

Just as Lucifer was about to make another smartass comment, a portal opened in front of you. You wanted to cover yourself, but Lucifer was ahead of you, draping a thin blanket over you below the waist, before sitting up on the bed. First to come through was Skurge, donned in his full armour. “Behold! The Sausage Party!” He announced, before extending his arm. Coming through were four familiar faces and one boy-scout looking man. His whole body language screamed ‘I am highly uncomfortable.’ 

“So which one of you do we need to stuff full of cum?” You lifted your head and snickered at the blunt question. Even though this Chris Smith was not from your universe, he had the exact same mannerisms and almost the same funny outfit as the one you knew in high school. Here was to hoping he could fuck like the Chris you knew as well. 

The other guys looked embarrassed at the question, with one of them even slapping Chris' arm. Even with his mask on, you recognised the face of the one who got away anywhere. You had always wished Dick Grayson and you had lasted, but the situation back then did not allow for it. Lucifer probably knew that, hence why his alter was standing before you now, clad in a tight suit that left little to the imagination, as he reprimanded Chris for his bluntness. If he was anything like your Chris, that slap did nothing to correct his behaviour. 

“As far as the gentleman explained, you should know everyone but me,” the boy-scout looking man said as he walked closer. His face was flushed, eyes avoiding yours. You took the hand he offered and shook it. “Ray Palmer,” he introduced himself. You studied his face, noting the pale skin that turned red so easily, the dreamy brown eyes and pullable-looking chestnut hair. 

He tried to take his hand back, but you held onto it. “And why are you here mister Palmer?” You questioned, fingers rubbing over his skin. From this close you could see his cute features in more detail. He looked around nervously and then muttered something under his breath. “When you’re in the presence of the Sorcerer Supreme, you should really speak up,” you teased him. 

“Yessir, I’m sorry uh…” You took mercy on him and let go of his hand. He straightened his back and looked around the room again. The portal he had come through was no more; he had nowhere to go. “You see it started with…” 

“He is the cause of all this, now let’s move on, before the multiverse is literally torn apart, shall we?” Lucifer interrupted. 

“Let’s commence!” Skurge shouted. Somehow he managed to get all his armour off without you noticing him undressing, his heavy cock hanging between his legs and swinging with each step he took towards you. Ray took a step aside, face red like a tomato. You reached out for Skurge’s thick cock and guided it towards your mouth. You looked over at Ray as you sloppily started licking and sucking on Skurge’s tip. When your eyes met, you gave the pale man a flirty wink.

Skurge was very vocal, praising you for your skill with comical lines that made sucking him off harder. You then felt warm hands at the edge of the blanket that was pooling at your waist. You looked over your shoulder right into bright blue eyes and a dashing smile. Oh you and James T. Kirk had your adventures in college. “May I?” He whispered, leaning close to tease your lips with his. The brief brush was enough to make you want him all over again.  

You let out a soft sigh before turning your head back around to suck Skurge off. “Do whatever you want to me, Jimmy boy,” you spoke breathlessly, before trying to take more than just the tip in your mouth. You heard Lucifer offer Jim some lube, after he had slowly dragged the fabric off your body. Jim put his cock between your cheeks, rubbing his slick cock between them and over your hole. 

You lifted your head off Skurge’s cock. You kept jerking him off as you turned your head to the side. You saw Dick Grayson on his knees, suit open a little so he could stroke his thick cock, while sucking off Peter Parker. “Hey Grayson! If you want to save the multiverse, his cum should be mine,” you scolded him. 

Dick chuckled, even when Chris shoved his cock in his face to get a turn too. “Just warming them up for you, sweetheart, don’t fret,” the man replied, before trying to deepthroat Chris’ huge meat. You rolled your eyes and went back to trying to do the same to Skurge. He stretched your throat, while Jim teased your hole. You heard Lucifer giving that Ray Palmer a warm-up, but Skurge was grabbing your head and using it like a fleshlight, so you could not watch. He held you down, cumming deep down your throat. You swallowed it all. 

You gasped when Skurge pulled out. You only got two breaths in, before Jim pushed deep inside you. You moaned, the sound growing louder when Chris grabbed your hair and tilted your head back. You stuck your tongue out as Chris stroked his cock right above you. Dick must have warmed him up good, because Jim did not even get to speed up, before Chris was spilling his load directly onto your waiting tongue. “Don’t swallow yet,” Dick told you as he shoved Chris to the side. A few seconds later, Dick’s load joined Chris’ in your mouth. Before you could swallow it, Peter was stroking himself in front of your face too. His hair was dishevelled and he looked down at you with reverence.  

You struggled with breathing as your mouth was full of cum and your ass full of Jim’s dick. You almost choked on the cum, when you felt a finger join Jim’s cock in your ass. “Lucifer, please, it’s tight enough,” Jim groaned as he continued fucking you at a leisurely pace. He was no longer being slow for your comfort, but he also wasn’t pounding you yet. 

“Get used to it, captain. Doctor Palmer would love to join you,” Lucifer mused. You whined, not sure if you dreaded having two cock in your ass or if you needed it on a spiritual level. Dick put his hand over your mouth, before telling you to swallow. It was hard with the way your body rocked and how aware you were of the cocks that just shot their load in your mouth but were still rock hard. 

Once your mouth was empty, Dick bent down and kissed you. You moaned into his mouth as Jim's cock and Lucifer's fingers were stretching out your ass. When Dick pulled away, you protested, but then a hand rested on your throat. "Just say stop if you want me to," Dick whispered in that soft, husky tone that made your cock weep. His fingers found their place and he pressed down, limiting the blood your brain was getting. 

Things got a little blurry from there. You tumbled into subspace, everything hazy and pleasurable and amazing. As if you were under a spell, your body relaxed and before you knew it, you were on your back, lying on top of Jim, while Ray's cute face hovered above you, both their cock stretching your ass open. Dick was beside you, hand on your throat and stroking Skurge with his free hand. Hands were all over you, one of them belonging to the devil scooping your cum off your stomach and massaging it into the flushed skin of your cock. 

Ray did not last long. Your hole was too tight for two cocks and when Lucifer used your cum to stick a finger inside him, it was over for the boy-scout. Through the haze of pleasure, you heard him shout. You mewled as Chris was being especially rough with your nipples, pulling and pinching. After Ray pulled out - spent - Lucifer joined Jim inside you. 

You gasped at the stretch, not knowing whose cock entered your mouth as soon as it was wide open. It didn’t matter. Your ass was stretched to the limit. Your throat was full of cock as well and you still felt the gentle pressure right below your jaw. You didn’t stand a chance against another orgasm coming over you like a wave crashing on the shore. To make matters worse, a pair of lips wrapped themselves around the tip of your cock, sucking the cum out of you and not letting go until you were crying from overstimulation. 

The cock in your throat spilled more cum inside you, before pulling out. You then saw it was Peter all along. You wouldn’t have guessed by how innocent he looked right after violating your oesophagus. You could not dwell on that thought. Dick came into your line of vision and his hand moved from your throat to your cheeks, forcing your mouth open. He spit your cum onto your tongue, then commanded you to swallow it. 

You were no longer capable of thought, swallowing any cum that landed in your mouth, even Jim’s, who bred your hole and right after put you in Lucifer’s lap so he could fuck your throat, giving you a good taste of your own ass and the mixture of cum that was in there right now. You lost track of who was releasing their load when and how often in which hole; it didn’t matter. 

By the time the men were spent, your cock was limp and incapable of getting hard again for a long time. The haze of pleasure slowly cleared from your brain as Skurge forcibly removed Chris from the premises and back into his own universe. You scrunched your face, then looked up at who was holding you like a baby. Bright blue eyes and a gentle smile looked down at you. You smiled back and leaned your head against Jim’s shoulder. “How do you feel?” Jim almost whispered. You looked around, noticing how almost everyone looked like they ran a marathon naked. Dick gave you a dopey smile from where he sat on the floor sipping on a bottle of water. Ray was the only one wearing underwear, which you noticed when he came up to you to offer you a bottle as well. You thanked him and took it. You moved off Jim and sat up, so you would not spill it everywhere. 

When the exhaustion settled, Lucifer approached you in full suit with an outstretched hand. “Shall we?” He offered with his signature smile. You handed Jim the bottle and gave a nod. You stood up, feeling cum dripping down your legs, but also the energy you have been given coursing through your chakras. 

“Let’s end this,” you spoke with determination, before you took the devil’s hand. A portal opened in front of you. A skimpy outfit that barely covered you up and definitely did not hide the cum stains drying on your body materialised on you. One last deep breath and Lucifer led you through the portal to your destiny. Let’s see what the sexual energy of the sorcerer supreme, the devil and six men could do.

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[youvebeenlivingfictional]

Youvebeenlivingfictional Kinktober 2022

I’m participating in Kinktober 2022 this year using this list by the phenomenal @absurdthirst​ . If you'd like to be tagged, please leave a comment on this post or send in an ask.

Day One - Diego Jimenez x Reader.

Warnings: Exhibitionism, gun play; grinding; one light slap

Day Two - Nathan Bateman x Reader

Warnings: Voyeurism; toy use (dildo); overstimulation; oral sex; cursing

Day Three - Steve Rogers x Reader x Bucky Barnes

Warnings: Cursing, spanking, one (1) pussy slap, handjobs, blowjobs, piv, spitroasting, threesome, unprotected sex, cumplay, Dom!Steve, Switch!Bucky, Sub!Reader

Day Four - Layla El-Faouly x Reader

Warnings: Nipple play, biting, grinding

Day Five -Josh Lyman x Reader

Warnings: Kitchen counter sex, spit as lube, piv, unprotected sex

Day Six - Jack "Whiskey" Daniels x Reader

Warnings: Sex work; lingerie; reverse cowgirl; piv; unprotected sex; accidental fluff and angst; this one also wound up being way longer than I expected it to be

Day Seven - AOS!Jim Kirk x Reader

Warnings: Shower sex; oral sex (male and female receiving); fingering; piv; unprotected sex

Day Eight - Jonathan Levy x Reader

Warnings: Begging; phone sex; the fellating of a lollipop; masturbation; subby Jonathan

Day Nine - Benoit Blanc x Reader

Warnings: Fingering; rimming; oral sex; anal sex; unprotected sex

Day Ten - Duncan Idaho x Reader

Warnings: Fingering; slight sensory deprivation; unprotected sex; size difference; choking

Dany Eleven - AOS!Leonard 'Bones' McCoy x Reader

Warnings: Frottage, smooching, fingering, handjob

Day Twelve - Duke Leto Atreides x Reader

Warnings: Cock warming; riding; desk sex

Day Thirteen - Benny Miller x Reader

Warnings: Masturbation; phone sex; scent kink

Day Fourteen - Orlando Oxford x Reader

Warnings: Glory hole; piv; unprotected sex

Day Fifteen - Santiago Garcia x Reader x Frankie Morales

Warnings: Cuckolding; facesitting; oral sex; dirty talk; piv; unprotected sex; cumplay; implied bi characters

Day Sixteen - Angel Reyes x Reader x Bishop Losa

Warnings: Oral sex; unprotected sex; piv; anal; double penetration; cursing

Day Seventeen - Matt Murdock x Reader

Warnings: Pussy slapping; oral sex; dirty talk; spanking

Day Eighteen - Oberyn Martell x Reader x Ellaria Sand

Warnings: Pegging; piv; unprotected sex

Day Nineteen - Tangerine x Reader

Warnings: Role playing/prep for a honeypot mission; oral sex; fingering; spit as lube; unprotected sex

Day Twenty - Benedict Bridgerton x Reader

Warnings: Flouting of Regency Mores; Handjobs; gags; piv; unprotected sex

Day Twenty One - Gurney Halleck x Reader

This can kinda be read as a companion piece to The Warmaster's Wife

Warnings: Masturbation; oral sex; fingering; breeding

Day Twenty Two - James Bond x Reader

Warnings: Sex pollen; unprotected sex; piv; implied multiple orgasms; rough sex

Day Twenty Three - Benny Borracho Magalon x Reader

Warnings: Lap dance; oral sex; fingering; rough sex; piv; one degrading term

Day Twenty Four - Javi G x Reader

Warnings: Edgeplay; praise kink; masturbation; piv; unprotected sex

Day Twenty Five - Mirror!Christopher Pike x Reader

Warnings: Collaring; mirror sex; choking; fingering; piv; unprotected sex

Day Twenty Six - Sherlock Holmes x Reader

Warnings: Flouting of Victorian mores; riding; piv unprotected sex

Day Twenty Seven - Abel Morales x Reader

Warnings: Oral sex; piv; infidelity

Day Twenty Eight - Christine Chapel x Reader

Warnings: Oral sex; fingering; body swap; blindfolds; edging

Day Twenty Nine - Stewy Hosseini x Reader x Kendall Roy

Warnings: Masturbation; voyeurism; oral sex; mentions of cocaine, but not use or abuse; implied Eiffel Tower

Day Thirty - Harvey Specter x Reader

Warnings: Public sex; oral sex; piv; unprotected sex

Day Thirty One - Ray Merrimen x Reader

Warnings: Prey play, dub-con, dom/sub dynamics, derogatory language, pussy slapping, restraints, gagging, rough sex, piv, unprotected sex, aftercare, praise kink

[samantha-rae-velcher]

What I write and who I write for

Movies/shows

Gotham

Star wars

Spartacus

Boardwalk Empire

Marvel

DC

The Walking Dead

The Witcher

Salem

Star Trek

Harry Potter

Fantastic Beasts

IT

Barry

Stranger Things

The pirates of the Caribbean

Lotr

The Hobbit

NCIS

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Gotham characters I write for

Oswald Cobblepot

Jerome Valeska

Jeremiah Valeska

Jim Gordon

Harvey Bullock

Ed Nygma

Alfred Pennyworth

Mr. Freeze

Victor Zsasz

Butch Gilzean

Star Wars characters I write for

Darth Maul

Kylo Ren

Darth Vader

Han Solo

Poe Dameron

Lando Calrissian

Finn

Boba Fett

Jango Fett

Din Djarin

Paz Vizsla

Spartacus characters I write for

Ashur

Gannicus

Crixus

Agron

Spartacus

Glaber

Caesar

Boardwalk Empire characters I write for

Al Capone

Richard Harrow

Eli Thompson

Frank Capone

Ralph Capone

Nelson Van Alden

Arnold Rothstein

Meyer

Lucky Luciano

Gyp Rosetti

Marvel characters I write for

Tony Stark

Steve Rogers

Scott Lang

Stephen Strange

Zemo

Loki

Thor

Clint Barton

Bruce Banner

Peter Parker

Bucky Barnes ❤️

Ultron

Pietro Maximoff

Peter Quill

Drax

Yondu Udonta

Ronan

Rocket (platonic! We ain't furries here!)

Groot (platonic)

DC characters I write for

Superman

Batman

Bane

Joker (Heath ledger or Jared Leto)

Captain Boomerang

Chato Santana

Rick Flag

Oliver Queen

Slade Wilson (Manu Bennett)

X-Men characters I write for

Victor Creed

Wolverine

Colossus

Deadpool

Cable

TWD characters I write for

Aaron

Father Gabriel

Rick Grimes

Negan Smith

Shane Walsh

Daryl Dixon

Merle Dixon

Eugene Porter

Abraham Ford

Paul "Jesus" Rovia

The Witcher characters I write for

Geralt

Jaskier

Filavandrel

Mousesack

Eskel

Salem characters I write for

John Alden

Cotton Mather

Beelzebub/ The Sentinel

Samael

Sebastian Marburg

Star trek characters I write for

Captain Kirk

Spock

Dr. McCoy

Quark

General Martok

Weyoun

Damar

Dukat

Garak

Julian Bashir

Shran

Captain Archer

Malcolm Reed

Trip Tucker

Phlox

Harry Potter characters I write for

Harry Potter

Draco Malfoy

George Weasley

Fred Weasley

Neville Longbottom

Lucius Malfoy

Remus Lupin

Sirius Black

Severus Snape

Fantastic Beasts characters I write for

Newt Scamander

Percival Graves

Albus Dumbledore

Gellert Grindelwald (Mikkelsen or Depp)

Jacob Kowalski

IT characters I write for

Richie Tosier

Ben Hanscom

Bill Denbrough

Eddie Kaspbrak

Henry Bowers

Pennywise/ Bob Gray

Barry characters I write for

Barry Berkman

Noho Hank

Monroe Fuches (As father figure)

Stranger Things characters I write for

Steve Harrington

Billy Hargrove

Dustin Henderson (platonic or as little brother)

Eddie Munson

Pirates Off The Caribbean characters I write for

Jack Sparrow....."Captain! Jack Sparrow!"

Captain Barbossa

William Turner

Bootstrap Bill

Davy Jones

James Norrington

Cutler Beckett

Salazar

Lotr characters I write for

Boromir

Faramir

Samwise Gamgee

Mary

Pippin

Aragorn

Haldir

Legolas

Elrond

Èomer

The Hobbit characters I write for

Bilbo

Thorin

Fili

Kili

Bard

Elrond

Thranduil

Legolas

Azog

NCIS characters I write for

Tony Dinozzo

Tim McGee

Joshany Gibbs

YouTubers I write for

Mully VR

Josh dub

Your favorite Narrator

Juicy

Eddie VR

Smashing

Jacksepticeye

Markiplier/Mark's egos

Angry Cops

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What I will write

Smut/NSFW

fluff

Male character x Fem reader

Traumatized reader dynamic

Mentions of abuse

Mentions of Death

Mentions of Blood

Slight torture

Knife play

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What I won't write

Male Character x Male reader (Unless platonic)

Fem Character x Fem reader (Unless platonic)

Incest

Rape (depends on Character and how graphic)

Pegging

Gore

[stormyelliotwritez]

okie dokie so here's the fandom list and the characters i'll write for. i will update this at times so yeah, here we go.

supernatural (dean winchester, sam winchester (not soulless or lucifer sam though), castiel, lucifer, balthazar, bobby (platonic only for jack and charlie))

911 and 911 lone star (tk strand, carlos reyes, evan buckley, eddie diaz, paul strickland, christopher diaz (platonic only), chimney, hen, owen strand)

stranger things (eddie munson, steve harrington, the kids (only platonic), robin buckley (platonic only), nancy wheeler, jonathan byers, argyle, hopper, joyce)

house md (gregory house, james wilson, lisa cuddy and i can write foreman, chase and cameron but i can't promise it will be good. also im only on like season 3 so yeah.)

doctor who (any new who doctors and companions and friends tho coz im writing male reader bill, jenny and vastra will be platonic only coz otherwise that just feels weird also probably platonic for yaz and 13. also any masters because i love them and am obsessed with them)

hannibal (just hannibal and will coz im only on like the first season so it'll be based on vibes mostly)

star wars (like anyone basically just not palpatine and the creepy bad guys like the blue one or moff gideon. i am obsessed with clones and bounty hunters so yeah!)

batfam and dc (anyone basically coz ive got a pretty good grasp of most of their characters. if anyone requests the joker, i will probs mean like lego batman or the animated tv shows joker so the one who isn't an ass and is a bit gay. if they're lesbians, it will be platonic though.)

marvel (anyone like please just give me ideas of marvel stuff to write. i will need like a really good idea to be convinced to write for tony because he pisses me off sometimes. also team red and loki tv show are like my favs so i will write actual masterpieces for those)

criminal minds (the bau gang and also clyde easter like please just request him for giggles otherwise i'll just write stuff for him unprompted)

the mentalist, castle and bones (just the main crews)

good omens (aziraphale and crowley (platonic only) also like any of the other characters besides metatron because i wanna murder him in his sleep (: so yep)

marauders (the marauders obvs, the Valkyries and the Slytherins)

sherlock bbc (sherlock, john, molly, jim, greg, mycroft)

star trek (the one with chris pine) (bones, kirk, spock, scotty) (i can do the old tv show, i just haven't watched much)

the addams family (im talking like the live action movies and the animated because i watched one episode of wednesday and it sucked ngl so yeah. ill write for the whole family so yeppity yep)

shameless (the gallaghers tho not lip and debbie when they're in their problematic arcs mostly because im not up to there and also kev and v but only platonic for them and mickey ofc)

kingsman (eggsy, harry, merlin, agent whiskey)

ghosts bbc (any of the ghosts and also allison and mike)

gravity falls (anyone basically except for gideon and his dad)

hades the video game (anyone tho i don't think anyone would request this)

the x-files (mulder, scully, skinner, the lone gunmen)

spiderverse (hobie, miles, gwen, noir, pav, peter b parker, miles universe peter, miguel (only if you wanna get into a fight with him))

person of interest (reese, finch, fosco, carter, root) (i'm only on s2, i think)

i think thats it so yeah! :)

please send in requests tho ive got no idea if anyone will see this but yeah!

[darkness-and-books]

The Things We Do For The Fleet

Chapter 3: Appointments To Keep

eventual Leonard McCoy x fem!reader

⚠️: tiniest bit of language, drinking(Bones pours himself one drink)

word count: 842

<-Previous-Next->

Y/N and Uhura stuffed away their food as quickly as they could manage without choking on it, which Y/N did anyway, but was back in action after a few pats on the back from Uhura. They were practically buzzing with anticipation as they put their trays on the rack next to the replicators. “Come on!” Uhura urged, “I need to smell this cotton candy flower!” she shouted as they ran off the mess deck and down to the botanical labs. As they came up on the fluorescent lights of botanical lab 3, Y/N unlocked the door and ushered Uhura in. “Shh!” Y/N giggled, “We have to be quiet, you’re not meant to be here because I haven’t finished all my tests,” Y/N warned lightly through a slowly dying fit of giggles. “What’s it do so far?” Uhura asked in wonder as she reached out to touch it,

“I wouldn’t touch it unless you’re prepared to be really happy” Y/N said as she batted Uhura’s hand away. “What do you mean?” she asked. “Well so far it’s pretty harmless, aside from the fact that when you touch it, it opens up its blooms and spurts a puff of pollen. I don’t quite understand the chemical breakdown yet, but when you inhale the pollen you get a bit of a dopamine high” Y/N said as she turned a bright shade of pink. “How’d you figure that out?” Uhura asked with a raised brow and a smirk. “I touched when I was studying its petals, I spent the rest of my shift giggling to myself with the lights set on blue” Y/N admitted. A knock came at the door, Y/N jumped at the noise, “Quick, hide behind the aquaponics shelves” Y/N pointed at the shelves and pushed Uhura that way. Y/N opened the door, “Oh, hello mister Spock” she greeted quietly, “I wasn’t expecting you, what brings you around?” Y/N wondered to him. “I’m here to inform you of the new rooming arrangements,” Spock stated, “Uhm, new rooming?” Y/N asked nervously as she twisted the cuff of her uniform shirt. “Yes,” he started as he flipped through his padd briefly, “You will be roomed with Dr. McCoy. I understand that it is not customary to room a male and female, but unfortunately Dr. McCoy and yourself were the last two picked, so there really isn’t the room to switch your roomings,” Spock informed, paused for a short while to look down at Y/N. “Okay,” Y/N accepted meekly, “You have until the end of the week to notify myself or Captain Kirk, of who’s room you’ll be consolidating into,” Spock nodded curtly before turning on his heel. “Also, Ms. Y/L/N, please send lieutenant Uhura up to the bridge,” Spock noted as he turned back momentarily to glance at the aquaponics shelves. “Uhura, I think you’ve been caught,” Y/N giggled softly as Spock opened the door again and walked away. “Well it was nice to see this thing anyway,” Uhura said sadly as she followed Spock out the door. I don’t think I’ve met Dr. McCoy, Y/N thought as she went to mist the new flower.

Where the hell is that green blooded pocket calculator?!? He’s late, what happened to all that punctuality nonsense from the other day!?, Leonard was waiting, rather impatiently, at his desk for the aforementioned Vulcan to show up for his physical. “About time!” He hollered as Spock finally walked into the medbay. “I apologise for being late, I had one more errand to attend to, there was just one more person who needed to be informed of the new rooming arrangements,” Spock explained himself. These words were to Leonard’s utter horror, as he realised this meant Y/N had been told before he could get to her. Not that Jim’s gotten back to me on where to find her, he began leading Spock into an exam room. “Where are Y/N’s quarters right now?” Leonard asked as he finished Spock’s exam. “I believe that at the moment her quarters are only three doors to the left of your own,” Spock informed with a raised eyebrow. “What?” Leonard asked, “We’re about to live in the same quarters, this is the least personal thing I’ll learn about her,” Leonard defended. “I’m sure that’s true,” Spock agreed as he left the medbay. This is gonna be awkward, he entered his office and slid into his chair before pouring himself a glass of whiskey. He downed his glass and headed back to his quarters. He began to put his things neatly into boxes, he already knew that anyone on board had to have more things than he did, so it just made sense that if all he had was paperwork and clothes, he should bring his things to Y/N’s quarters and not the other way around. Leonard looked around his quarters to see it tidier than it had probably been since he first moved in. Wow, it doesn’t even look that different, he looked around seeing for the first time that it had always been fairly empty.

I feel like I’m on a roll here. I didn’t even think I had it in me to write a multi part fic. Anyway, hope you like ❤️

~I used Pixlr to generate an image of what the cotton candy flower might look like~

[justagirlinafandomworld]

I want to say a great big THANK YOU to the writers on this list. You are incredible, thank you for sharing your works on this hellsite and sorry this list is being posted on October 31st - months later than your recognition deserves! ❤️

This list is alphabetical by fandom (mostly), then by character. Summaries and warnings are included as provided by the authors.

Read what you like and share what you love!

2022 reading list | fic rec masterlist

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Marvel

Devour by @cockslutpadalecki

Steve Rogers x Reader x Bucky Barnes (no Stucky)

A mutual agreement, that’s all it is. An arrangement between friends. Except now that Y/N has acquired quite a taste for them, she doesn’t want anyone else.

Warnings: oral sex (male receiving), deep throating, mentions of female masturbation and mentions of use of a vibrator.

CW!Bucky Drabble by @sweeterthanthis

Bucky Barnes

anon request: kinda wanna blow cw!bucky with 'nothing's gonna hurt you baby' playing in the background then ride the common sense out of him for good measureWarnings: 18+. Smut.

Sway by @indyluckycharlie

Bucky Barnes x Sarah Wilson

Sarah agrees to be Bucky’s plus one, but she’s not interested in being anything more than friends. Right?Warnings: fluff

Star Trek 2009

Three Things by @imamotherfuckingstar-lord

Jim Kirk x Reader

Your friend asks what are the three things you look for in a man.

Warnings: none provided

Supernatural

From the Pits of Hell by @fluffiest-dreams

Sam Winchester x Female Reader

Prompt from: I'll Be by Edwin McCain

Warnings: none provided

(Don't) Wake Me Up by @fluffiest-dreams

Castiel x Female Reader

A morning with Cas.

Warnings: none provided

Game Night by @evergreencowboy

dom!Dean Winchester x sub!Reader

You decide to send Dean a few dirty texts while at game night with all your closest friends… it doesn’t go as planned.

Warnings: sexting… a whole lot of it, exhibitionism if you squint I guess, mentions of sex, a BJ, and masturbation, sir kink, swearing, there’s no actual smut in this really

The Lip Bite Thing by @evansrogerskitten

Dean Winchester x Reader

His damn lip bite makes you crazy.Warnings: Dean being sexy af. Sexual tension, kissing, implied smut.

Best Laid Plans - Chapter 10 - The Final Chapter by @thinkinghardhardlythinking

Jensen Ackles x Female Reader

Wedding planner rom-com fic but Jensen is our leading man. Y/N is a wedding planner, hired to plan the wedding of the mean girl bully that made her life hell back at school. But who’s that guy over there, in the Impala from that show she likes?Warnings: Fluffy fluffiness

The Sacrifice by @dean-winchester-is-a-warrior

Dean Winchester x Y/N

I swear, if you could see him, you'd get it.Warnings: None. Pure fluff, except for the painful torture of a Chevy Sonic.

Top Gun: Maverick

Just a Memory by @writercole

Rooster Bradshaw

Being called back to Top Gun wasn’t something that Rooster Bradshaw expected. What he expected even less was what awaited him the night he got in.

Warnings: Angst

Under the Radar Series by @princessmisery666

Lieutenant Jake “Hangman” Seresin, Lieutenant Bradley “Rooster” Bradshaw, fem!reader (You. Call sign: Huntress)

Being a navy pilot you expected to have your world turned upside down from time to time. Taking to the skies was the easy part, the lessons you learn on solid ground are the hardest.Warnings: angst, fluff, soft Jake, jealousy, asshole Jake, break-ups, cheating (reader is the other woman but doesn’t know until after), preludes to smut, heartbreak, Rooster is a bit of an ass in parts, fluffy Rooster. Parts 3 & 4 include spoilersfor Top Gun: Maverick.

Happy Reading!

[arkytiorwrites]

It’s Beginning to Look a Lot Like Crackmas!

Seasons Greetings and Happy Holidays to everyone!

After careful deliberation, consultation, and existential crisis with the gods of Strange Thirst, @feral-for-strange @ironstrange1991 @dino-fart and the delightful @sanctumsanctorumshenanigans, I am pleased to announce that I will be doing my 31 Days of Crackmas Event!

What is Crackmas, you ask? In short, I will be posting ONE (1) fic a day of varying length inspired by a song on this playlist that I have compiled. It shall range from ridiculous, to angsty, to fluffy, to oh my god is this person OK?

I can’t wait to share this with you all!

Day 1: Beneath a Moonless Sky, Sinister! Strange x Reader

Day 2: If You Love Her, Tony Stark x Reader

Day 3: Until I Found You, Defender! Strange x Reader

Day 4: good 4 u, Supreme! Strange x Male! Reader

Day 5: Can’t Help Falling in Love, Strange Supreme x Reader

Day 6: Classic, Khan Noonien Singh x Reader

Day 7: Ways to Be Wicked, Khan Noonien Singh x Mirror! Jim Kirk x Reader

Day 8: Evermore, Sinister! Strange x Reader

Day 9: On the Day We Fell in Love, Tony Stark x Reader

Day 10: Sorry, Defender! Strange x Reader

Day 11: Not Another Song About Love, Supreme Strange x Male! Reader

Day 12: Heaven Can Wait, Strange Supreme x Reader

Day 13: Imagination, Richard III x Reader

Day 14: Heaven’s Light/Hellfire, Richard III x Reader x Khan Noonien Singh

Day 15: Choke, Sinister! Strange x Reader

Day 16: You’re the Devil (in Disguise), SIM! Tony Stark x Reader

Day 17: You Should Be Sad, Supreme! Strange x Reader

Day 18: I Love You Still, Strange Supreme x Reader

Day 19: Immigrant Song, Khan Noonien Singh x Reader

Day 20: Like My Father, Richard III x Reader

Day 21: LA Devotee, Pre-Powers Tony Stark x Reader x Stephen Strange

Day 22: I Dreamed a Dream, Sinister! Strange x Reader

Day 23: W.I.T.C.H, Defender Strange x Reader

Day 24: Hate Me, Alan Turing x Male Reader

Day 25: Sway, Defender Strange x Reader

Day 26: Really Wanna Dance With You, Yelena Belova x Reader

Day 27:What A Shame, Khan Noonien Singh x Reader

Day 28: Seaside Rendezvous, Khan Noonien Singh x Reader, Sinister Strange

Day 29: Heather, Richard III x Reader

Day 30: Roses, Sherlock Holmes x Gangster Reader

Day 31: Once Upon A Time, Richard III x Faerie Reader

[deanwinchesterswitch]

March 2023 Fic Rec List

A bit of a short list this month. If you are looking for a quick read, there are several drabbles and ficlets.

Be sure not to miss out on the wonderful series and one-shots, though.

Enjoy!

Many of these blogs and fics are NSFW-18+. Please honor any requests from a blog regarding no minors. I am not responsible for the content you choose to consume; heed the warnings for each fic.

~Crossovers~

Who's lost now?-Chapter 1 ~ @glygriffe. Author's Summary: Dean Winchester is a little lost going back to school and starting a new life in the big city. The Doctor tries to heal thru humanity now that his best friends are not traveling with him anymore, and takes a job at a university. When they meet each other, it may be just two lost souls colliding. But maybe it is the start of a friendship they both need.

~ Daisy Jones & The Six~

Sing Me A Song ~ @impala-dreamer. Author's Summary: None (Drabble; Billy Dunne x Reader)

~Miscellaneous~

Surprise ~ @impala-dreamer. Author's Summary: A little romantic short story about friends becoming something more. (Any Male x Reader

~MCU~

Follow You Home ~ @navybrat817. Author’s Summary: Bucky just wants to see you smile when he visits you at the flower shop.

Hello Spring Day 1 ~ @justagirlinafandomworld. Author's Summary: After 3 years in hiding, you come face to face with a ghost.

~Star Trek~

Forever Is Calling ~ @justagirlinafandomworld. Author's Summary: None (Drabble; Jim Kirk x Reader)

Tripping on Words ~ @justagirlinafandomworld. Author's Summary: None (Drabble; Jim Kirk x Reader)

~Supernatural~

A Fighting Chance ~ @impala-dreamer. Author's Summary: Boredom on a case leads to a bet that turns sour on Y/N

Catch Me ~ @justagirlinafandomworld. Author's Summary: None (Drabble; Dean Winchester x Reader)

Comfort Treats ~ @impala-dreamer. Author' Summary: Pain/Period Comfort Drabble

Madness ~ @dean-winchester-is-a-warrior. Author's Summary: Dean wants EVERYONE to know that you belong to him.

No Title ~ @covered-byroses. Author's Summary: None (Drabble; Dean x Reader)

November Rain ~ @covered-byroses. Author's Summary: Dean’s too late. (Ficlet)

Pull You Closer ~ @casshasmyass. Author's Summary: drifting off into sleep when the bed dips. looking over to find Dean, who looks like he's on the verge of tears. (Drabble)

Strip Poker With Dean ficlet ~ @mrswhozeewhatsis. Author's Summary: What Dean doesn’t know will give you the advantage in this game!

Target Practice ~ @just-a-touch-of-sass-and-fandoms. Author's Summary: None (Ficlet; Reader x Whichever Winchester You Want)

Undercover-Prologue and Chapter One ~ @deanwanddamons. Author's Summary: Homicide Detective Dean Winchester and Agent Y/F/N Y/L/N go undercover to solve a spate of murders.

We're All Irish Tonight ~ @impala-dreamer. Author's Summary: Dean has been pining for Y/N for months now, and he thinks tonight might be the night things finally get going…

~The Boys~

No Title ~ @atomwritez. Author’s Summary: None (Drabble; Soldier Boy)

~Top Gun: Maverick~

Vacation Plans-Part 3-No One’s In The Room Mini Series ~ @princessmisery666. Author’s Summary: Ryleigh is surprised at how easily Jake fits into a domestic setting. Jake enjoys their newfound friendship. (Jake ‘Hangman’ Seresin x Ryleigh (OFC) 'Rodeo’)

Melted With The Snow-Part 4-No One's In The Room Mini Series ~ @princessmisery666. Author's Summary: Ryleigh attempts to extend her friendship with Jake now that they are back home, but jealousy rears its ugly head. (Jake ‘Hangman’ Seresin x Ryleigh (OFC) 'Rodeo’)

On Patreon

~Supernatural~

Rebekah Jordan (Impala-Dreamer)

Captives of the Court-Chapters One and Two ~ Series Summary: Strange things are brewing in Connecticut, so Dean and Y/N go check it out. After stumbling through town, they fall into something that's been going on a very, very long time. Can they put an end to the bloodshed and make it out unscathed or will they need a little help this time?

Taking Over Me ~ Summary: Dean's guilty pleasure comes to life and Y/N gets tangled in the mix...

thinkinghardhardlythinking

Someone To Watch Over Me-Parts 10-13 ~ Summary: Y/N is married to a very rich, decidedly unscrupulous and powerful man.  A man whose inability to trust means he hires someone to watch over his wife while he isn’t around. He hires Dean Winchester, a handsome stranger to Y/N, who is soon to become a very big part of her life.

~RPF~

Rebekah Jordan (Impala-Dreamer)

You Might Fall In Love ~ Summary: I didn't even want to go to the party, but my agent insisted. What I didn't know was that I was walking into fate and walking away with way more than industry connections... (Sebastian Stan x Reader)

Teachable Moments ~ Summary: After watching the latest episode of The Winchesters with their new cast, Y/N and Jensen keep the party going with Drake once the crowd leaves. Drinks are poured, old episodes are watched, and things get very interesting...

~Miscellaneous~

Rebekah Jordan (Impala-Dreamer)

His Hands On The Bed ~ Summary: Just had a little dream last night that kinda went like this... There's no gender for the reader and no male named. But, if you've been on my blog recently, you can guess who the lucky bastard was...

[asgardianhusband]

What i Write:

Mostly Fluff, Angst and Positive stuff.

I will only write Slight nsfw and slight yandere, since this is mostly a Wholesome blog.

[Info's to Requests:

If you want me to write a specific story , you need to:

Tell me the character name, if you want a Specific reader(male or Neutral), a plot or what it should be about like Headcannons or Imagines, if you want it to be fluff, nsfw, Angst ect. And then I'll read through the request and tell you if it's okay and of course if you want to I'll Tell you when the story is done!]

Fandoms i write for:

[Marvel]

Characters:

Tony Stark [Iron man]

Peter Parker [Spiderman]

Thor Odinson

Loki laufeyson

Steve Rogers [Captain america]

Bucky barnes[The winter soldier]

Sam wilson[The Falcon]

Peter quill [Starlord]

Natasha romanoff [Black widow]

Clint Barton [Hawkeye]

Wanda maximoff

Pietro maximoff

Doctor strange

Bruce banner [Hulk]

Scott lang [ANT-MAN]

Drax

Eddie brock [Venom]

Wade wilson [Deadpool]

[Stranger Things]

Steve Harrington

Eddie Munson

Jonathan Byers

Jim Hopper

Dimitri (Enzo)

Murray Bauman

Joyce Byers

Billy Hargrove

Nancy wheeler

Yuri ismaylov

001 /Henry / Vecna

Argyle

Robin Buckley

(The kids like Dustin or will can be requested but only in platonic ways, or aged up but no nsfw)

[Star Trek; AOS,TNG,TOS]

Characters:

James T. Kirk

Spock

Leonard 'Bones' McCoy

Montgomery scotty

Pavel Chekov

Khan Noonien Singh (AOS)

Nyota uhura

William Riker

Jean Luc picard

Data

Worf

Jordie LaForge

Q

[Supernatural]

Dean winchester

Sam Winchester

Castiel

Gabriel

Crowley

Bobby singer

Lucifer / Casifer /Samifer

Benny

Gadreel

Mick Davis

Mr.Ketch

Garth

Rowena McLeod

[DC]

Batman (Games&Movies)

Jason Todd

Dick Grayson

Joker

Harley Quinn

Poison Ivy

Catwoman

Oswald Cobblepot (Gotham series)

Ed nygma (Gotham,Games& 2022 Batman)

Jim Gordon

[There will be More characters and more Fandoms, just you wait ;) ]

[multi-fandom-daddies]

Imagine...

bring Jim’s childhood best friend and dating Bones. But Bones being nervous about telling him. 

You loved Bones, you really did. He was your best friend and if you were going to believe in soulmates, he would fit the mould. But he was ridiculously stubborn at times. And stupid. Don’t forget stupid.

You had been dating each other for four months, getting to know each other and becoming quite serious in that time. It was almost a relief to find someone who understood the lifestyle and pressure of being an Enterprise Officer, as the hours and the years away from home could be a challenge for any relationship. It was nice to know, that after a stressful day, you could go back to his quarters and relax with a nice glass of wine and cuddles.

The only downside though, was that it was all done in secret. Miraculously, nobody knew about you. Of course there was gossip, but no concrete evidence to suggest that you were dating. And though everybody and their grandma on the Enterprise liked to gossip, that was mostly it, which suited Bones just fine.

You just wanted to stop all the secrecy. For although it was fun to sneak around, it also hurt to know that you were lying to your best friend since childhood. Jim had been the one constant in your life before anything else, he had helped you through the dark times and made sure you came out the other side. To not tell him that you and his other best friend were dating was becoming more and more difficult. It was like a heavy weight in your gut, only getting heavier every time you saw him.

Bones disagreed, arguing that it wasn’t the right time to tell him. That he liked having you just to himself because he knew Jim would have a field day. It was true, Jim would tease you mercilessly but it would all be in good fun. You knew he would be ecstatic to know that you two were together.

“Come on Bones, what is the worst that can happen? He announces it on comms?” you chuckled, drying your hair as you came out of his shower.

“It’s just like him to do that” Bones grumbled, reading through a report on his PADD.

“This is Jim we’re talking about. Our lovable idiot of a best friend” you reminded, coming to sit next to him on the couch.

“Your best friend darlin’, he’s my pain in the ass” he corrected, lifting up his hands so you could settle your feet in his lap. He absently started massaging your feet, not looking up from his report.

“You can’t fool me Leonard McCoy. He’s your best friend” you scoffed, leaning your head back as you enjoyed his soothing touch. Being on your feet all day in the engine room did nothing to help your aching muscles. But Bones’ magic hands certainly showed how useful they could be.

Bones rolled his eyes but didn’t disagree with you. There really was no denying that they were best friends. But he knew that he saw you as a sibling and he was determined to protect you. He didn’t think that Jim would like that he, a divorced, grumpy, old man was suitable for you. After all, you were perfect. You were the kindest, gentlest person he had ever met. He truly thanked whatever god that was around that you were put in his path. Because he sure as hell didn’t deserve you. What did you see in him?

“Hey, where did you go?” you asked gently, taking the PADD out of his hands and climbing into his lap. You had seen the dark look cross his face and knew his thoughts were somewhere that would do no good to anyone.

“It’s nothin’, just lost in my own head” he sighed, rubbing his hands up and down your sides soothingly. “Sweetheart, he loves you more than anyone. What if he doesn’t approve someone like me, dating someone like you?” he asked quietly, usual confidence suddenly gone.

“Bones, what’s that meant to mean?” you frowned, pulling away from him so you could see his face more clearly.

“I’m a middle aged, grumpy divorced father who don’t have anything better to do but travel around space. But you, you’re perfect. You’re kind, generous, thoughtful and the best thing that’s happened me for a while” Bones pointed out, rolling his eyes at you.

“You’re ridiculous, you know that Dr McCoy?” you smiled softly, cupping his face and bringing your lips together. He moaned slightly against your lips, wrapping an arm around your waist and pulling you closer.

“You’re not the only one” he chuckled, lips quirking upwards.

“You are such a beautiful and kind man, you make my heart go mad just by looking at you. And you’re not old, you ass. You’re refined” you smirked, tugging at a strand of his hair.

Bones scoffed, shaking his head. “Refined? You trying to tell me darlin’?” he asked, raising an eyebrow at you.

“Yeah, you’re like a fine wine. You get better with age?” you grinned, trying to wiggle away from him.

“You just wait until your next hypos!” Bones warned, beginning to tickle you.

As you fell away from him on the couch, there was a knock on the door. You both looked at each other, eyes wide as you scrambled to make yourself seem like nothing was going on.

“Who is it?” you breathed, sitting on the far side on the couch.

“How am I meant to know?” Bones snapped, smoothing down his hair and straightening his blue shirt.

“Bones? Is someone in there with you?” Jim asked, voice travelling through the door.

Gasping, you tried to make yourself look as normal as possible as Bones opened the door for Jim to come in.

“Well, well, well. I wasn’t expecting to see you here, Y/N” Jim grinned lazily, sauntering over to you before flopping onto the couch next to you.

“What do you want Jim?” Bones grumbled, looking between you and his best friend.

“I just wondered if you wanted any company, but I see Y/N got here first” Jim said, winking at you and making you blush.

“It’s not a competition Jim. We can all hang out together, why don’t we go to the mess hall, see what’s going on?” you suggested, rolling your eyes at him.

“Nah, I can see where I’m not needed. I’ll leave you two lovebirds alone” Jim smiled, wrapping his arm around your shoulders to give you a squeeze before getting up.

“Lovebirds? Jim I don’t know what’s going on in your head but-“ Bones protested, brow furrowed and trying to keep up appearances.

“Oh come on Bones! It’s been painfully obvious to everyone that you two are a thing. I’d have to be blind, deaf and dumb to miss out on this” Jim chuckled, slapping a hand on Bones’s shoulder as he passed.

“Debateable” you teased, relaxing back into the couch. You were right. Jim was totally fine with the two of you and had known all along.

Jim clutched at his heart, gasping at you playfully. “That hurts” Jim retorted.

“If only!” you scoffed, smiling widely at him. Your relationship felt just like it normally did. It was in no way effected by you and Bones being together. Just like you had told Bones countless times.

“Wait, you’re okay with it? Me dating Y/N?” Bones asked, brow furrowed in confusion at him.

“Course I am! Do you really think I would have a problem seeing my two best friends make each other happy? Come on Bones, I thought you knew me better than that” Jim sighed, crossing his arms over his chest and staring at Bones like he was an idiot.

You got up, walking over to Bones and enjoying the fact that you could wrap your arms around his waist in front of Jim. This was going to be so much fun, you could tease him in public now. “I told you” you sung, poking his chest.

“Yeah, yeah. You’re right and I’m just an idiot” Bones rolled his eyes, leaning down to press his lips against yours. You smiled against his lips, savouring the sweet moment between the two of you.

“Eww gross! I’m leaving you two to it, I have an announcement to make” Jim laughed, racing out the door before Bones could grab him.

“JIM!”

[readers-get-ficwrecked]

Chapters: 3/3 Fandom: Star Trek 2009 Rating: Mature Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationships: Kirk/McCoy, McCoy/OFC, McCoy/OMC Characters: Leonard McCoy, James T. Kirk, Christopher Pike, Spock, Nyota Uhura, Gaila (Star Trek), Winona Kirk, Hikaru Sulu, Pavel Chekov, Spock Prime, Montgomery Scott, other TOS and original characters, Christine Chapel Summary:

     The life and times of Leonard H. McCoy MD/PhD … If Leonard McCoy's life could get any fucking weirder, it would be … Jesus, he didn't even want to think what that could possibly mean, because it's already been too fucking weird to make any kind of rational sense. A Starfleet Academy story, set in the ST:XI universe. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

    THIS. FUCKING. SERIES!!!!!! And I really can’t say much more because words fail me over this fic!! I love it so much!!     I cried, I laughed, I cried some more, then cried again, such an amazing fic, so well written, read it!!!

[mlm-writer]

Not in Front of the Klingons (Star Trek Day Special)

Pairing: James T. Kirk x Gender Neutral!Engineer!Reader Rating: PG13 Words: 930 Summary: You get flung across the neutral zone into Klingon space and it takes all logic to stop your boyfriend from just flying across the border. Note: HAPPY STAR TREK DAY EVERYONE. Also I know this is not really what you wanted, but I have no control of my fingers and sometimes I just create. Tags: angst, comedy, jimmy has human emotions, doing inappropriate things in front of the Klingons and Spock being a party pooper. 

“We cannot enter the neutral zone, captain.” Jim hit his chair with his fist. His first officer was unfazed by his emotional outburst. After all, he was having those on quite the regular basis, a human trait of his. 

“So we leave one of our own to die in deep space? I do not think so. Ensign Chekov, plot a course into the neutral zone.” “I highly advise against that course of action.” “I am not losing them.” “I believe your emotional ties with the lieutenant are clouding your judgement.” “Mr Spock, if you were flung into deep space after repairing the outer lining of our engines, I would come get you too.” “Course plotted captain.” “Bring us in.” “Hold that command, ensign!” 

Tension on the bridge rose high as the two highest ranking officers on the ship proceeded to have a staredown. Chekhov looked towards Sulu, pleading for some help with his eyes, but the man looked away, signalling he was on his own with this one. Everyone had an opinion on whether to save you or not, but all bit their tongue. In the end, it was Uhura, who dared to cut through the tension with a deciding statement. “Captain, we’re being hailed.”

/**************************************/

          A little earlier

/*************************************/

You frantically pressed every button you had on your suit, but the blast after you reconnected the last tube blew most of the tech in your spacesuit to bits. You considered yourself lucky that the suit itself remained sealed. Last thing you wanted was being boiled from the inside as the cold vacuum of space robbed you off your life. 

“Of all the ways to die on a starship, it had to be being blown away from the ship.” You sighed, squinting to see the enterprise in the distance. It was unmoving, making you wonder if you made the repairs correctly. Usually you had more confidence in your skills, but it would be the only reason why they did not follow you. Either that or you were heading directly into the neutral zone, which was worse, because then they legally could not even send a shuttle to retrieve you. 

Another sigh escaped you. The display on your suit was broken as well, so oxygen supply was just as unknown. Maybe oxygen was leaking out of the tank and you had seconds left. Maybe the tank was fine and you would be suffocating slowly after hours into dark space. 

You drifted further and further until the enterprise was a mere speck in the distance. The blast must’ve been very hard. That, combined with the lack of resistance in space sent you further than you thought was possible. “Maybe we could replace shuttles with engine blasts,” you joked to yourself, before closing your eyes. “I should’ve kissed Jim goodbye instead of trying to stay professional,” you added, another sad sigh escaping you. 

You lost track of time when the enterprise got out of your sight. Joy filled you when you felt a tractor beam around you. Dread followed when you realised it came from the wrong side of space. “Not good! Not good! Not good!” You exclaimed as you tried to sort of swim the other way in spite of knowing that it was a useless attempt. 

By the time you entered the Klingon ship, you had already mentally said goodbye to everyone and everything you knew. A mean-looking Klingon awaited you in the cargo bay, together with at least 6 guards, which you found a little redundant, but let them think you were capable of taking out 5 Klingons on your own. “You are a lucky human. Today we are generous.” You smiled in response, trying to be friendly in the hopes of making it out alive anyway. 

“Thank you for saving me. I…” She held her hand up, making you shut up with just the gesture. 

“We have proposed a trade with your ship. Until they have agreed to meet our terms, you are our prisoner.” Ah yes, very generous indeed. You confirmed you understood and let yourself be escorted by the 6 guards. The cell was clean, just an empty room. You sat on the hard bench, which might have functioned as a bed as well, but you were not sure. You hoped that spending the night here was not on your schedule. However, as time passed by, it started to feel like it. You fell asleep against the wall. Drool trickled down your cheek until guards woke you up. 

You were a little drowsy, but managed to gather that a trade was being made. You were still rubbing the sleep from your eyes as you were put on a transporter pad. “Wait, where am I going?” You barely got the sentence out when the Klingon ship started to fade before your eyes. A new environment seemed to appear around you. A quick turn of the head to the left put a smile on your face as your eyes locked with those of the man you had already mentally said goodbye to. “Jim!”

No more regrets for you. You jumped right on him, cornering him against the nearest console as you pressed your lips against him. Jim was a sucker for it and let you in spite of the Klingon captain still being on the main comms. You already had your tongue in his mouth when you were pulled away by your collar. An angry Vulcan dragged you off the bridge, speaking words you thought you’d never hear. “Please refrain from making out with the captain in front of the Klingons.” 

[youvebeenlivingfictional]

Kinktober Day 7

Kinktober Masterlist

Pairing: AOS!Jim Kirk x Reader

Rating: Explicit - 18+ Only. Any minors interacting with ANY of these Kinktober prompts will be blocked.

Warnings: Shower sex; oral sex (male and female receiving); fingering; piv; unprotected sex

The instances were few and far between, but his help was better than you trying to monkey around with the inner workings of your car, your auto-tractor, your auto-planter—hell, a time or two, he fixed your bicycle. Jim Kirk was whip-smart, good with his hands, and nice to look at. It always felt like an uneven exchange—your things fixed for a hot shower and a meal. But he never asked for more, and never took your money when you tried to pay him. 

He used to flirt when he came by. At least, he’d try to. You hadn’t known exactly how to take it at first. Usually, you just flubbed some sort of excuse and hurried off to do something else, or to pretend to do something else—anything to hide the flustered expression on your rapidly heating face. He’d make a pass or two at dinner, but when you flubbed those, too, he’d let it go. 

It was his smile that threw you. It was always so easy, and cocky—so disarming. And his eyes were so intense. When he looked at you, you felt like he could see right through you. It was at once comforting and maddening. Once the flirting attempts stopped, conversation became easier. 

You could usually find him when you needed him, and then one day, you just…Couldn’t. Winona told you that he’d left to join Starfleet. At the start, you sort of expected him to roll up to your barn when your tech broke down. You thought he’d ditch Starfleet the way he’d never really been able to stick to much else. But when he didn’t turn back up, well…You moved on. It was a bummer, sure, but you got over it for the most part. You found someone else to fix your mechs, though they seemed to never do the job just right. That was why you’d neglected calling them at the first sign of trouble with your auto-planter. You managed tiny patch fixes yourself. You learned to kick the can down the road until you absolutely had to call someone. 

That’s what found you sweating, oil-smeared, and frustrated in your barn as you peered at the inner-workings of the planter’s mechanism. You’d burned two of your fingers, jabbed two more with spark pieces. You let out a frustrated huff, wiping sweat from your brown before leaning back just a little. One more thing. You’d try one more thing before you threw in the towel. You leaned in again, raising your hands to the mechanism. You took up a wire that had fallen loose of its mooring. You braced your hand on the side of the planter, squinting just a little as you leaned in, raising the wire to where you were almost certain it was meant to go. 

For a moment, it seemed to be working—and then you felt a shock shooting through your fingertips and scuttling up your arm. You hissed, dropping the wire and wrenching your arm back before you reached up, whacking the side of the planter with a spitting, “Son of a bitch!”

“Well that’s not gonna fix it.” 

You whirled around, your heart leaping into your throat at the sound of his voice. He leaned in the doorway of the barn, his gaze and smile as disarming as ever. You swallowed thickly as you pushed yourself up and off of the stool that you’d been sitting on. 

“...Hasn’t hurt, so far,” You argued. 

“Doesn’t seem to like it’s helping, either.” 

He pushed off of the door frame, hands tucked into the pockets of his jeans. He neared, eyes set intently on yours as he brushed past you. He shrugged out of his jacket, tossing it over the seat of the stool. You turned to watch him, arms folded stubbornly over your chest as he lowered himself to sit on the stool. He leaned in to assess the damage, setting his hand on the same place as you had just moments before. 

“...What are you doing back here?” You asked after a moment. 

“I’m on shore leave. Came to visit my mom. I was passing by earlier, expected to see the planter going.” 

“You see your mom already?” 

“Uh-huh.”  

You nodded a little, shifting from foot to foot as Jim leaned back again. It was a relief in a way that it shouldn't have been. It meant that he wouldn't be rushing off—or rather, that you wouldn't be holding him up.

“Can you pass me the magna-spanner?” He added.

“Uh—” You glanced around, spotting the toolbox by your foot before you leaned down, taking up the tool. You walked closer, holding it out to him. Jim turned his head, taking it with a mutter of thanks. Before you could draw away, he caught hold of your wrist. Your heart thudded as he held your hand carefully, looking over the irritated tips of your fingers. 

“...What’d you do?” He asked, warm breath making your fingers twitch where it brushed the stinging skin as he glanced up at you.

“I was just—” You faltered, nodding toward the planter. “I was fixing it.” 

Jim’s brows quirked in slight amusement. He held your gaze as he turned his head, brushing a tender kiss to the irritated fingertips. Then he let go, turning away from you to refocus on the planter. You tucked your arms across your chest again warily, fingers tingling, tipping your head as you watched him work. 

“You just gonna stand there?” He asked after a moment.

“Yes.”

“Don’t trust me?”

“Just trying to see what you're doing so I can fix it next time.”

“How long has it been down?” 

“Um…” You considered, biting your lip, “Like…It’s been kinda messed up for about a month, but completely down for two—? Days? Maybe three.” 

“Everyone in this town forget how to fix a planter or something?” 

You rolled your eyes at the rhetorical inquiry, even as Jim turned and gave you a cheeky smile. 

“What else is broken around here?” He asked, turning back to the planter. You considered fibbing, telling him that this was it. Instead, you countered: “How much time do you have?” 

-- 

Where you used to leave Jim alone to fix things, now you trailed him around your barn, passing tools, asking questions, grabbing parts. Maybe he hated it—maybe he wasn’t in the mood for you to talk so much. But he took all of the questions in stride, offering you answers, tips, tricks he preferred to use. 

Night had fallen by the time Jim climbed down from the tractor with a contented sigh, tossing you the keys and drawing a rag that you'd given him out of his pocket. 

“Thanks,” You said, tucking them into your pocket. “It’s, uh…It’s pretty late.”

“Yeah.” 

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to keep you here like this.” 

“Nah, s’alright. Glad I could help.” 

“You due back at your mom’s?” 

“Nope.” 

Jim looked up from where he was cleaning his hands on the rag, peering up at you from beneath his lashes. Your mouth worked wordlessly for a moment, your mind flooding with possibilities. 

“We should get cleaned up,” Jim offered before you could say a thing. 

“Right, yes. That’s a good, um—I mean, I feel grimy.”

-- 

It was an old house—been in the family for hundreds of years. Most of it had been updated, but you couldn’t remember the last time the lone bathroom had been fixed up. 

There was an old clawfoot tub, one that you hardly ever used. There was also a large shower, with glass walls and a granite bench. You knew that Jim knew the way to it, but you found yourself leading him up there, anyway. You stepped inside first, and you turned to see Jim hesitate at the door. He eyed the threshold before his eyes flickered to you. For the first time, you saw something other than his usual bravado. But then you nodded him closer, offered, “Coming?”, and his expression melted into a familiar, smiling ease. He took the two steps to get himself inside and shut the door behind. 

You turned to the shower, kicking your shoes off and nudging them into the corner of the room before you headed over to start the taps. You leaned in just far enough, and took your briefly hidden expression to let your nerves wash over you. Over the rough pounding of your heart, you could hear him coming closer. It was chased by the buzz of him undoing a zipper. You kept your back to him as you drew your shirt up and over your head, tossing it toward the hamper. 

“What made you change your mind?” He asked softly. You shrugged a little. 

“You haven’t been around much.” 

“Miss me?” 

“Don’t know when you’ll be around next, that’s all,” You insisted, reaching back to unhook and remove your bra. “Figured I may as well—while you’re nearby.” 

“Hard up for townies?” 

“...You’ve never been a townie, Kirk.” 

“No?” 

“You never wanted to be.” 

Jim was quiet for a moment before he took a step closer. You felt the heat of his body against your back as you undid your pants and pushed them down. The bathroom was beginning to warm with the rising heat of the water, though it had yet to fill the room with steam. You crouched down just a touch, tossing your pants and underwear in the same direction as the shirt and bra. 

You took one cursory glance over your shoulder, catching sight of Jim’s bare skin before you stepped into the shower. You dipped your head into the warm stream, sighing as it washed over your sweaty, oil-streaked, sore body. You took a step to the side just a bit to give Jim some room as he followed—but he didn’t seem to want room. He cuddled up against your back, resting his chin on your shoulder. You smiled, glancing down and watching the water run through his hair, trickling down the slope of his nose, over the curve of his lips, down the swell of his jaw. You hesitantly raised a hand, swiping your thumb through an errant smudge of oil. He smiled, nudging his head against your neck. You reached out, pumping some soap into your hand. You turned in his arms, rubbing your palms together and raising your hands. You smoothed them over his neck, then up over his jaw. You swept your thumbs, scrubbing gently to remove the sweat and oil from the apples of his cheeks. You felt him watching you as you carefully swept the soap over the bridge of his nose, and across his forehead. 

Jim walked you back carefully, tipping his head up into the spray. It was a relief, the way his eyes slid shut. It meant that he wasn’t watching you anymore. You smiled, rinsing your hands before you raised them, soothing away the stray suds. You slid your hands down, over his shoulders, tracing his toned arms, and scrubbing at the odd streak of dirt and oil that he'd missed with the rag. He blinked to clear a few drops of water, tipping his head down toward you. Jim’s hands slid over your middle before they skimmed further down, along your back. You smiled as he groped your ass, giving it a firm squeeze as he drew you closer. A giggle escaped you; you couldn’t help it. A smile bloomed across Jim’s voice at the sound.

He dipped his head, nudging the tip of his nose against yours. He guided your chin up just a touch, brushing his lips against yours. You’d been convincing yourself to take little leaps all evening—so why should this be any different? You surged in, pressing your lips to Jim’s. He hummed at the move, intrigued. One of his hands smoothed warmly up your back, pressing your slicked bodies together more acutely. You shivered at the brush of your hardening nipples against his chest. 

You smoothed a hand up Jim’s nape, running your fingers through his hair. The strands were slick and soft to touch. You tipped your head to the side just a touch, parting your lips. You couldn’t help but smile as your tongues teased together, mouths opening at nearly the same time. Jim laughed softly, steering you back toward the shower bench. 

“Read my mind,” He mumbled between kisses. You chuckled as he nudged you to sit. You peered up at Jim in the steamy room, resting your hands on his thighs. Before he could do anything else, you leaned in, trailing kisses down his torso. You smoothed your hand along his hip, trailing your nails lightly over his thigh before palming his hardening cock. You smiled as Jim’s hand lifted to rest against the wall behind you. You grasped his cock more firmly, twisting your wrist as you pumped him from the base. You peered up at him, smiling as he swept his tongue across his lips. You weren’t sure if it was meant to be a cue or not, but you leaned in nonetheless, poking your tongue out and swiping it along the underside of his head. 

Jim groaned low in his throat, drawing his lower lip between his teeth. You smiled, taking him into your mouth and letting your eyes slide closed. You focused on the warmth and weight of him as he slid between your lips, and the twitch of his shaft as you swirled your tongue along his glans. You tipped your head from side to side, sliding your mouth from his cock for a moment to tease your lips along the shaft before taking him in again, speeding the bob of your head.

“Fuck,” He groaned, resting his hand on the crown of your head. You held carefully still as he thrust into your mouth. You moaned softly, sliding your hands around Jim’s thighs and urging him on. Jim guided you a touch deeper, swiping his thumb along the nape of your neck and nudging you further down his shaft.

“You know,” He grunted, “That’s not why I wanted you to sit.” 

You leaned off of him just a touch, poking your tongue to catch a pearl of precum before tipping your chin up to catch sight of him. 

“No?” 

Jim shook his head, gently pushing your hand back from his cock. Before you could ask, or stand, or move, he knelt on the floor of the shower, between your legs. Your stomach fluttered with anticipation as he smoothed his hands up your inner thighs. His gaze darted between the apex of your thighs and your face, questioning. You shifted a little on the bench, nodding. Jim smiled, nodding you further forward. You scooted forward nervously, ass sliding slightly on the granite.

“You’re getting that look,” Jim commented, sliding his hands to your outer thighs. 

“What look?” You frowned, shaking your head. 

“The look you’d get when I used to flirt with you.” 

“Tha—Noooo,” You laugh, shaking your head a little bit, “No, that’s not my face. I mean—That was my face then, but that’s not what my face is doing right now.” 

“Oh-ho-ho, yes it is,” Jim chuckled, nodding. He knelt up, nudging his nose against yours. 

“We can slow down,” He offered, lips tenderly brushing yours. You smiled, raising your hands to tenderly cup his cheeks, pecking his lips. 

“I’m alright.” 

“You sure?” 

“Mhm. It’s just…It’s been a while, that’s all.” 

Jim let out a sympathetic hum, chasing you for another kiss. He nipped at your lip, giving it a cheeky tug before sucking it between his lips. You groaned, tracing his cupid’s bow before leaning back just enough to break the kiss for a heady, heated moment. He teased his tongue along yours, moaning softly into your opened mouth. You were so caught up in his kisses that you didn’t so much as gasp as he slid his fingers between your legs. He smoothed them carefully over your pussy lips first, giving it a few gentle passes, as if to acclimate you to the feeling. You leaned into his touch encouragingly. You felt his lips pull into a smile as he smoothed his middle finger upward gently, tapping, then swirling against your clit. 

Your mouth fell open with a shivering moan at the sensation. Jim took full advantage, lapping deeply into your mouth as he continued to work your clit over with soft, unhurried movements. As your kisses broke, you rested your forehead against Jim’s, panting slightly, eyes closed as you indulged in the feeling. Jim’s kisses drifted from your cheek to your jaw, and lower still as his fingers teased gently over your slickening cunt. He eased one finger in, letting out an encouraging murmur as your cunt fluttered around the digit. He nuzzled against your chest, lapping gently over one of your nipples before drawing it between his lips. 

You pulled in a gasp, arching up into his mouth as your hips rolled down against his touch. Jim eased the finger in deeper, grinding his palm in steady circles against your clit. He let go of one nipple in favor of the other, tongue flicking it incessantly. You tipped your chin down and found Jim grinning up at you as he eased another finger into your pussy. 

“That feel good?” He murmured. 

“Yes.” 

“You want more?” 

“Is that a serious question?” 

Jim laughed, leaning in and pecking your lips again before he lowered himself between your legs again. He kept his eyes on yours again as he leaned in, pressing a kiss to your mound. You couldn’t help your bashful smile as he blinked those pretty blue eyes at you and teased his tongue out. He swirled it around your clit, gaze set on yours. And then, to your utter surprise, Jim moaned, his eyelids fluttering before falling shut. Your body prickled under the sweat and steam, stunned by Jim’s tongue lapped and laved over you. You wove your fingers through his hair, shifting your hips down against his tongue and fingers. He took each of your subtle directions in turn, leveling sucking kisses to your clit as your cunt throbbed around his fingers. 

You moaned, leaning back against the shower wall, the odd droplet of water splattering over your shivering, shuddering form. Jim nuzzled against your cunt, groaning more openly as he lapped broadly over your plumped lips. He twisted his wrist, easing another finger into you before curling them toward himself. You tightened your grip on his hair, drawing in a greedy breath as Jim pumped his wrist more quickly. 

“Fuck, Jim, I’m—” 

Jim hummed approvingly, sucking your clit more pointedly than before. You couldn’t get out another word as you hinged forward, knees tightening around his shoulders, thighs quivering as your hips shoved against his lips and hand. Jim leaned off just a touch, smoothing his tongue along your clit until you loosened your grip on his hair, scooching back from him again. You looked down at Jim, taking in his bright eyes, his grin, his slick lips and chin, and his hard cock where it bobbed between his legs. 

--  

“Fuck,” Jim hissed, one hand steadying your hip, the other bracing against the wall as he eased his cock into you. “Remind me why we waited so long to do this?” 

“I don’t know,” You groaned, pushing back against him, “But I think you’re gonna have to visit more often.” 

“To fix your equipment?” 

“Is that what we’re calling this?” 

Jim laughed openly, resting his head against your shoulder again. You could feel his forehead shift, and were certain that he was staring at your ass, eyeing where his cock disappeared into you. 

“Shit,” He breathed, “Look at that.” 

Your body went hot with his warm murmur, and you found yourself tipping your head forward to rest against the cool tile on the wall. 

“C’mon, Kirk, you can’t tell me you’re hard up when you’re out there.” 

“Don’t say ‘hard up’.” 

Your snicker turned to a cackle as Jim snaked his arm from your hip to wrap around your middle. He only gave you a moment or so to adjust before he carefully rolled his hips. You shivered, pressing back into him. The two of you pushed against one another at once, each loosing your own pleased groans and low curses. 

“Screw coming home. I’m bringing you back to the Enterprise with me,” Jim groaned, pressing his face into your neck. 

“Move,” You urged, “Please?” 

His only answer to your plea was to snap his hips forward. Your voice caught in your throat, fingers flexing against the wet tile as you fought the urge to grip at something. Jim kept up a steady pace, the slick slapping of your hips mingling with the pattering of the shower against the floor. His hand slipped between where you were pressed up against the wall, and you let out a shaky whimper as his pruned fingertips brushed over your still-sensitive clit. You ground back against him with renewed force, chasing the stretch of his cock and the slide of his fingers. 

“Fuck, Jim,” You moaned as his pace picked up, his grip on your middle tightening. The fingers on your clit seemed to shake and strain to keep up his ministrations. You could feel his pace becoming more and more frantic, swiping and circling as he had with his tongue. Your own release was growing closer and closer, and you were certain from his movements that he wasn’t far behind. You reached back, palming his hip and urging him on as the feeling crested. You came with a whine of his name, your cunt clutching at him. Jim pushed a growl into your skin as his hips pushed against yours with harsher, renewed purpose. It was only a handful of thrusts before he came with a groan, hips stalling, slamming, and then stalling again as he filled you. 

Neither of you moved for a few long moments. Then Jim lifted his head, nosing sweetly along your neck. 

“We should get cleaned up before you run out of hot water.” 

You reached a hand out, waving it under the shower spray. 

“Too late.” 

--  

“Thanks for your help today.” 

“You can always send me a message, you know, something,” He offered, “The next time something breaks down. I could talk you through the fix.” 

You looked down, smiling a little, eyeing where James’ head rested on your shoulder. The two of you had moved to your bed after dinner. His hair was still a little damp, but not enough to be a bother. You shrugged. 

“I might. Depends on how bad it is. I was paying attention to what you were doing before, you know.” 

“Oh, I know,” Jim stretched widely before lazily throwing his arm around your middle. “You kept very close. And I’m an excellent teacher.” 

You rolled your eyes, turning your gaze up toward the ceiling. 

“I’ve had worse.” 

“...You better mean you’ve had a worse teacher,” Jim warned, tipping his head up to look at you. You forced your face into a contemplative pout, and only managed a, “Well…” before Jim was rolling over, skittering his hands along your sides. You shrieked, squirming and trying to bat his hands away. He caught hold of them easily, pinning them beside your head. You grinned, taking in his bright eyes, and his darling smile. It softened to something a little sweeter as he dipped his head, given you a long, soothing kiss. 

“Mind if I stop by again?” He murmured, nuzzling his nose against yours, “The next time I’m on shore leave?” 

“To check on my equipment?” 

“...Is that what we’re calling this?”

"Already reneging on your offer to take me with you?" You added, worming your arms out of his grip and tucking your hands behind your head. "That's cold, Kirk."

"Well if we're both up there, we won't know when the planter's down."

"That's a tidy little loophole."

"I've built my career off the back of tidy little loopholes."

You chuckled, raising a hand to stroke his cheek as you nodded.

"I'd like for you to stop by again...If you want to."

"I want to," He reassured, lowering his head and pressing a kiss to your neck, "I haven't tried that tub out yet."

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Soup for Christmas Advent Calendar 2021 [December 21st]

Soup for Christmas Advent Calendar 2021 Masterlist

Summary: She catches a nasty alien flu for Christmas, but thankfully Leonard McCoy comes to her rescue. But then the Enterprise run into an anomaly, crippling the ship’s systems.

Pairings/characters: Leonard McCoy x reader (but not really) Warnings: Language Words: 234

Note: Shamelessly copying the idea of a quantum filament from Star Trek: The Next Generation season 5 episode 5 “Disaster”.

For @iguess-theyre-mymess​

Scrunching up his eyes, he felt himself being pulled towards sleep again, but then his communicator chimed on the table.

The sound woke him up completely and him scrambling for the device woke her up too.

He flipped it open and spoke. "McCoy."

"Bones, there you are. Lieutenant DeSalle said you were locked in your quarters."

"Yes, we've been locked here. What the hell happened, Jim?"

"Quantum filament, difficult to detect." Jim sighed loudly over the line. "All the systems were down, but we've bypassed computer control and all systems are on manual override. Antimatter containment field is stabilized. We've got some repairs to do before we can go anywhere."

"Crap on a..." Leonard caught himself from cursing. "Listen Jim, I'm sure there's a lot to do in med bay right now, but I'm caught up with that flu we thought we were free of. The two of us have to be quarantined until I can be sure I'm not infectious. Only infects from asymptomatic males, females get sick but can't infect other females."

"Well shit..."

"M'benga has to be quarantined too. And everyone he's been in contact with the last few days."

"I'll let him know ASAP."

"And I'll contact Chapel and hear if she can deliver some hyposprays and equipment so I can treat this thing."

"Good. We'll be back up and running as normal in a day or two. Kirk out."

December 20th | Masterlist | December 22nd

[thatfanficstuff]

Right Idea - McKirk x Reader

Grouping: Jim Kirk x Reader x Leonard McCoy

Warning: nope

A/N: Celebration Summer #7. Prompt was And they were Roommates!

wc: 522

***

When Jim Kirk and Leonard McCoy were informed they would be getting another roommate, they didn’t think much of it. After all, they were easy enough to get along with, how bad could it possibly be? Then you arrived. Obviously there had been some mistake as you should have been in the female dormitory next door, but they weren’t about to complain. And you didn’t seem inclined to either.

To say they were instantly smitten with you was an understatement. They started to wake every morning wanting nothing more than to see your brilliant smile or hear your infectious laughter. One drunken night when you’d gone to bed early, they talked until the early hours of morning about what they were going to do with all these feelings. They ultimately decided to do nothing, neither of them willing to risk losing you from their lives should something go wrong.

And they stuck with it right up until one early November morning. They woke to the smell of coffee and bacon and stumbled from their rooms at almost the same time. Heading to the kitchen they mumbled their usual morning greeting. You already had their coffee waiting for them and they sat at the counter to watch you make pancakes while you hummed along with the music you had playing.

When you spun from the stove to dig in the fridge, Kirk nearly spat out his coffee as he caught sight of your form fitting t-shirt and boy short panties. Hell, you were trying to kill them. He nudged Bones who was still half-asleep. As he followed his friend’s line of sight, he choked on his coffee. You looked over your shoulder with an arched brow. “Okay over there?”

They both nodded and you shrugged. Finally, finding the eggs buried at the back of the fridge, you pulled them out and went back to the stove. The boys had their heads pressed together talking in low tones. You ignored them and finished making breakfast for the three of you.

You served the food at the little table you had that was just big enough for three. You were half way through the meal before anyone said anything other than “thank you”. Len leaned back in his seat with a sigh. “We need to talk, Darlin’.”

You arched a brow before mirroring his position and leaning back in your seat as well. “About?”

“We’re human, Y/N,” Jim said, sounding almost desperate. “We have feelings. You need to think about us.”

There was a beat of silence before you said, “What?” You were completely confused.

Len shot the other male an annoyed glance before looking back to you. “What the idiot meant to say was that we know this is your apartment too, but you can’t run around here dressed like that.” He visibly swallowed and licked his lips. “We’re liable to get the wrong idea about how you feel about us if you do.”

Your gaze moved between the two of them before you smirked and pushed yourself away from the table. “What if that’s precisely the idea I want you to get?” You swung your hips far more than usual as you headed toward your room.

You’d barely stepped through the door when you heard them scrambling up from their seats to follow.

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Masterlist

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**=NSFW

McKirk 

Oneshots and Series

Home is where the heart is 

What are we even doing? (14 parts)

Cadet Kirk**

Love & Common Sense

Return the favor **

Save a Starship**

Waiting to Dream

Begin Again (Part 1) (Part 2)

I need you

A very good morning (Extended version)**

Above All Else

Through the Dark (Sequel to Above All Else)

Conversations**

Put that thing back where it came from (Part 1)** (Part 2)** (Part 3)** (Part 4)

Sick or Treat

Darlin’, you’ll be alright

“Are you jealous?”

Nightmares (Part 1) (Part 2)

Happily Wedded Chaos

Love & Lace**

Attention

I Have You** (Sequel to Happily Wedded Chaos)

Growing Up (Sequel to Home is where the heart is)

Of Pancakes & Protein Bars

Cassiopeia

Boundaries**

Just Jim**

Popcorn**

Kitchen Conversations

Detective Joanna McCoy

All I want for Christmas…

Afterglow**

I can’t lose you (AO3)

Arm Candy

Blow in the Dark**

Home

It’s not a question of deserve

Excuses**

In Sickness and In Health (Part 1) (Part 2)

Quarantine (Deleted scene from In Sickness and In Health)

Can’t Help Falling In Love

Can’t Help Falling in Love: Version 2 (Mature)

Anything Like Me (Part 1) (Part 2) (Part 3) (Part 4)**

Little Things

Get down on your knees (Tell me you love me)**

Don’t bite the hand…(That jerks you)**

Not Good Enough

Beloved

Frosting & Tutus (Sequel to Anything Like Me)

You didn’t know

Just the way you are

Thunderstorms

Oh Sh** (Sequel to Frosting & Tutus)

Just a little tied up**

And then there were two... (Part 1) (Part 2) (Part 3) (Part 4)

Teachers & Tantrums

Original Characters 

Jackie & Emily

Like a Virgin**

“I could kiss you right now!”

Jackson & Alex

In Love and Terrified

Isaac & Ian

“I feel I’ve been hit by a car”**

Drabbles

McKirk

“Bite me”  

Midnight Questions

“I love you”

A very good morning (Mildly NSFW)

Idiot Jar (hints at sex)

Just Breathe

Teach me

“I just want to cuddle"

Ribbons & Bows

“Grab my ass”

Your Idiot

“What’s going on?”

Chril

Coffee Mistakes

Headcanons

Reader Insert