#the scotty bit 'everyone knows i AM the best man but i was just a groomsman'

[danthropologie]

He’s already overthinking about how he can’t curse tomorrow lool

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=V9kmQo7r38c

and when he accidentally curses so much that the other two dates get canceled and he's free to jump into the rbr second seat a few months early what then!!!

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[ktempestbradford]

A Story for Star Trek Day

I've told this story on Twitter before. I tell it every Star Trek Day and whenever a Deep Space 9 anniversary rolls around. It's about me and Avery Brooks (aka Best ST Captain Benjamin Sisko).

The college my mother went to specifically started recruiting top Black students in the 60s. Due to this, the Black kids all mostly knew each other as they were in that same program. Avery Brooks went to the same college and they were good friends.

(She once told me he had a huge crush on her and I was like MOM. MOTHER. WHAT. HOW COULD YOU HE COULD HAVE BEEN MY DAD.)

Anyway, many of the students in this program remained friends long after college. So over the years as Avery was getting TV gigs & such we would all watch cuz he was my mom's friend & I thought that was the coolest. There was one particularly fun night when my best friend's uncle, Frankie Faison, guest starred on A Man Called Hawk. TWO people we know on TV!

When I was in middle school Avery was touring his production of "Paul Robeson" and it came through our town, so I got to see him perform in person (awesooooome) and meet him for the first time since I was a baby (which I did not remember, of course).

Now, backing up a little bit: I am a Star Trek fan because of my mom. She loved the original series and I remember being a wee Tempest in front of the TV watching The Wrath of Khan and us excitedly going to see Star Trek IV together.

I watched TNG from the instant it appeared on TV because of her. I watched all of The Animated Series even though everyone looked "wrong". (Man... it took me 4 months to realize that dude in the red shirt was Scotty cuz I'd only ever seen movie Scotty.)

Then... they announced Deep Space 9.

We heard Avery Brooks would be the commander and there was MUCH rejoicing around our house. DS9 turned out to be the best Trek ever and, of course, Avery was awesome. This was around the time my mom dropped that "he had a crush on me but I wasn't interested" bombshell.

I'm still bitter.

I mean, I love my dad he's great. But SISKO COULD HAVE BEEN MY DAD.

I lost my mom in 1999. She was--and I'm not exaggerating--an extraordinary woman and beloved by many. I received so many beautiful messages of condolence from her friends all the way back to those college years, including Avery. So many people remembered her fondly. <3

I kept watching Star Trek and often talked to her as if she was there during episodes. She would have LOVED Discovery. Especially since she took me to RENT the year I started college. I'm sure she would have shared my opinion of Enterprise as well. But she loved her some Scott Bakula, so she would have watched, anyway.

I got the chance to interview Avery Brooks at DragonCon back in 2013 (jeez, it's been almost 10 years omg). Before the interview, I went up to him on the Walk of Fame and I said:

Hi, I'm (name K stands for) Bradford, I don't know if you remember me...

And he looked up and said: Of course I remember you.

We talked for a bit and I asked if I could come back and interview him later and he said yes (he wasn't supposed to; his handler had A LOOK). I didn't want to hold up his line, so I said I'd see him later.

Before I could go, he reached out for my hand and squeezed it before saying: I loved your mama, you know.

And we just stayed like that for a few seconds, missing her together.

...I might have been trying very hard not to burst into tears.

That DragonCon was the last time I saw Avery. Barring an extraordinary circumstance, that's probably the last time I'll see him in person. I'm glad we got to have that moment together. And we had a great conversation!

His contribution to Trek has meant so much to me. SISKO4EVA

And I'm glad that it's another tie between me, my mom, and Trek. I can't watch DS9 without hearing her voice giving color commentary. Even the episodes she didn't live to see.

I think Star Trek is part of what gave her hope for the future. She passed that on to me. ❤️🖖🏾❤️

Happy Star Trek Day to all who celebrate.

[sarahannmartin15]

Liam Dunbar x Y/N Martin

The awkward girl

The pack was at Lydia's house working on a plan. Lydia's younger sister was on the Deadpool but the thing is she was worth more than Scott she was multiple Supernatural creatures at once. She was a fire kitsune,which,were wolf and banshee. She had figured out the last Cypher key and had predicted Allison's death but no one listened to her. Allison was y/n best friend and even though she was 2 years younger than Lydia and 3 years younger than Allison. She had a crush on Isaac but after Scott and Allison broke up she started dating Isaac which I was a bit sad of but you know he didn't even know who I was.

I was the exact opposite of Lydia, she was more girly, extroverted and popular I was more tom-boy and introverted. I preferred reading,art and music so the only time I meet the is when they need my help which is sad but I don't mind. I was walking through Beacon Hill high and I was a freshman I walked over to Lydia who was with Scott. I said hi and asked what they were talking about Lydia said " well Scotty boy here bit a freshman and turned him into a were wolf." Then Stiles jumps into the conversation and says " who so happens to have an IED fantastic and is a walking time bomb". I was shocked and said "what do you plan on doing?" "Well that's where you come in" Lydia said "what ,what do you mean I come in ?" " Well we where going to tell you during the pack meeting but here you are so you are going to go up to Liam and invite him to my party" "why me, why can't you do it" "I'm way to old and I thought it would be a great way for you to build some social skills " Lydia said"but I don't want to " "to bad here he comes " " wait Lydia no, no Lydia stop. H h hey Liam right I I'm y/n I was wondering if you would want to come to my sister's party this Friday?" " Ya sure, what how do you know my name aren't you also a freshman?" " Yes I am but my sister is a senior and popular so she knows everyone's name". " Oh okay see you around I guess ". " Ok" you could feel yourself blush which was not quite unusual but this was different it was almost as if you had a slight crush on him. You walked over to Lydia and Scott and say he is coming. At the party you wore ( favourite outfit). You didn't have many friends but you where friends with Kira and Malia. Lydia was somewhere probably cadodaling with one of her boyfriend's our some fresh man you really didn't know anymore but your job was to find Liam and take him to Scott so you patiently waited for him then he asked why you guys where going down the stairs you just said you needed to get something for your sister. When you reached Scott he saw Scott and didn't think twice on running. For some reason Scott told you to follow him which you did but you had asthma and running wasn't the best thing for you. Soon you had to whipp out your asthma pump Liam heard your distress and dicided to stop running and help you.

You then explained the supernatural world to him he was first freaked out but slowly calmed down he asked you out which you laughed to because you thought he was joking but he wasn't so you stopped laughing " of course" it took you a while to stutter up those words. You soon went on your date a d it was perfect you exchanged numbers and you laughed at his jokes, you told him about Jackson and all that jazz. You guys where soon on your 10 date and he asked you to be his girlfriend you said yes and you guys have been dating for your whole school year and you both went to college and got married

[mxmspeedster]

f1 wedding

i really couldn't tell you what happened, i made it at 6 am

who is getting married? Lance stroll and daniel ricciardo I thought it would be funny. It’s not. This took too long and way too much effort.

couple’s attire? Daniel would were a tan suit and lance would wear a green one. i thought it was fitting five hours ago.

who walks them down the isle? Daniel and Chloe would bribe scotty into walking lance down the aisle by letting him make a cringy speech at the reception. (he’d do it anyways, he just wanted to see what he could get out of it)

best man/maid of honour? Daniel’s best man would be max and lance’s best man would be esteban. I have a plan with this, stay with me. (i do not actually have a plan)

rest of wedding party? Lando would be the flower boy. Argue with the wall. Mick would be the ringbearer. I’d imagine the wedding party itself would be small, maybe only 10 people. Fernando and checo would also be in it, not sure where, but they would. And pierre, i’m not sure how i almost forgot him in the list. The rest would be family.

wedding party attire? Tan suits, with little suspenders?!?! (i still stand by this)

Engagement? It was a whole ordeal. Most people would think daniel would be the one to propose, but they’re wrong. It would be lance. He’d plan a nice dinner in spain on the summer break, they’d get all dressed up and go. Then, they’d go for a walk along the pier at sunset, lance would get down on one knee, and this is where you’d think he’d propose but wrong, he just ties his shoes. Daniel would spend all night wondering when lance will ask but it never comes.

In truth, lance got scared to ask because there were a lot of people around and he wasn’t sure if daniel would feel pressured into saying yes if everyone was watching.

Just as daniel accepts that it’s not happening that night, thye go back to their hotel room and the view from the windows is so nice, daniel goes and stands in front of them to look at it. Lance decides he’d do it right there, daniel framed by the stars was prettier than any sunset that lance had ever seen. He got down on one knee and when daniel turned around to grab his camera, lance just skipped the whole four minute long speech he spent a month memorizing and just asked the question. Of couse daniel said yes.

And do not think for one moment they didn’t fight about who’s last name they’d take.

guest count? 400, Not too big, not too small. Daniel is a social creature so most of rbr is there, that’s 150 accounted for. Lance would also have a lot of aston martin employees there, so thats another 100 and the rest are family and friends and we can’t forget the drivers.

guest attire? All black. It’s classy, takes out the stress of finding something to wear, everyone looks good in black.

Budget? Lance is on a mission to out do chloe here, just know they went over by quite a bit. Daniel was happy to just pay for what ever it was that lance desired, regardless of their budget that they probably didn’t need to set in the first place.

Venue? They get married by a lake in france, and the reception happens at a nice hotel. It's spring so everything is in full bloom, it’s such a whimsical place. (i had an image pick out but i can't upload it rn)

destination wedding/place? They have their wedding in france because monaco doesn’t have gay marriage laws, but their reception happens at a nice hotel in monaco.

time of day? Sunset. They get married as the sun sets, because that's when lance was going to propose.

who officiates it? Christian does it and spends the whole time trying not to cry. He’s so proud of his daniel.

Rings? Simple gold bands with their numbers engraved on the inside. It’s cute and subtle and doesn’t get in the way of work.

First look? The first look happens in a private moment at the hotel they’re getting ready at. It was just meant to be a little “first touch” where they held hands and read love letters to each other around the corner, but they ended up doing it face to face.

playlist?

Flowers? Lance goes wild on the flowers, he spent months picking them all out. He gets his bouquet preserved and they frame it on the wall in their bedroom. (again, i had pictures, wtf tumblr)

first dance? They have it in private, no cameras, no guests, no wedding party. Just them. They had practiced when they couldn’t sleep leading up to the wedding and even after, they still do it in their living room with no music.

Cake? They have a small cake that they cut and shared between the two of them. The guest’s had sheet cakes with three different flavors for options.

getaway car? An Aston Martin, they sat in the back seat and laughed the entire ride from the event to the reception.

Honeymoon? They go to paris for a month in the summer break. Just them in a little loft together.

[hummingbird-of-light]

Against All Odds

Part 565

McCoy

Slowly McCoy made his way to the lounge. He very much wanted to follow Scotty and see how Robbie was doing, but he knew the brothers needed the time to themselves. If they wanted him present they would let him know.

Even with the headmaster’s words in his head, he still felt shame as he walked. Everyone could reassure him, but he still knew, if he hadn’t come to the school none of these terrible things would have happened.

He stopped in the doorway of the lounge. Jim was sitting between Uhura and Christine, looking upset. Jim couldn’t have known. No one at the school knew what exactly Robbie had been through.

A thought hit McCoy. If he hadn’t come to the school, Khan would have succeeded in his plan to get Jim sent away. Scotty wouldn’t have seen Khan taking something from the cabin. They would never have had anything to take to Pike. No suspicions or confessions. How would that have changed events? Would Khan still have gone to the Romulans? Would there even be that need?

“Just Leonard!”

Jaylah’s voice broke McCoy from his thoughts. He looked up and saw her coming towards him.

“Jaylah.”

The alien girl grabbed his arm and drew him into the room towards the others. He took a seat next to Christine.

“How is Robbie?” Uhura asked. “What happened?”

McCoy sighed. He gave a look around the room. Their circle was sitting a bit apart from anyone else.

“I think he had a panic attack about what happened,” McCoy answered quietly.

“What did happen to him?” Sulu asked. “If you can tell us.”

McCoy took a deep breath. Robbie had seen terrible things in his short time being kidnapped. McCoy and Scotty’s ordeal had been longer, but the violence Robbie had been witness to… It sent a shiver down McCoy’s spine.

“He saw things none of us should have to see,” he said quietly. “Deaths. Violently in front of him. And then on top of that, Khan cuffed Robbie to him.”

Jim’s face darkened. “I wish I could get my hands on Khan.”

McCoy knew exactly what Jim felt. He had felt it just the same from the moment Khan had revealed his true nature in the cabin. Yet he couldn’t help but see the trauma and helplessness in Khan’s eyes as Robbie convinced him to give up. He heard the evil in Dr. Spender’s voice once more.

“Jim…”

Everyone turned to look at McCoy again.

“I’m right there with ya, but,” McCoy took another deep breath.

“But what Bones? He’s a monster!” Jim’s eyes lit with fire.

“He- he isn’t.” Stars above, the words were hard to say. “He’s done some horrible things, but he’s just a kid like us. A few years older, but still young. The things that were done to him and the other augments…” McCoy looked around the group. “They’d turn even the best of us into something twisted. You didn’t hear the head scientist. He had no remorse.” McCoy dropped his head and shook it.

He felt a hand rub his shoulder. He knew it belonged to Christine and he gave her a grateful smile as he looked back up.

“Khan did terrible things. Be angry at him. I am. Just remember terrible things were done to him too. That made him do what he did.”

Everyone looked around at each other. McCoy could still see their anger at the augment leader, but he could see them taking in what he had said as well.

“I need to check on him.”

McCoy and Scotty were heading for their room. Curfew would be called soon.

“Do you want me to wait?” McCoy gestured towards their door.

“No, ye can come. It’s fine.” Scotty squeezed McCoy’s hand and they continued up the hall.

A door opened ahead of them and a surprising sight stepped out. McCoy had to clamp his mouth tight to prevent a laugh escaping.

“Wee man? What’re ye doing?”

Keenser stood in front of them wearing pajamas and slippers. The sight was so unexpected. The small alien pointed towards Robbie’s door.

“Stay.”

“What? Ye- what? Really?” Scotty’s eyes had opened wide in surprise.

Keenser nodded firmly.

“Keenser- ye- ye’re the best. Thank ye!”

“I’ll go get us ready,” McCoy said, letting go of Scotty’s hand.

“I’ll be just a few minutes,” Scotty said over his shoulder as he continued with Keenser.

McCoy entered their room a moment later and finally let out the laugh he was holding back. Where the hell had Keenser gotten pink bunny slippers?

Part 566

Scotty

They quietly sneaked into Robbie's room and found the boy still asleep. It was a big relief to Scotty to know that someone would stay with his brother for the night. And that someone being Keenser was an even bigger relief.

The Roylan sat down on the bed which had belonged to Scotty once and just blinked.

Scotty himself knelt down beside Robbie's bed and ran a hand through his brother's hair. It looked like he was having a restless sleep.

"Keenser will take care of ye, laddie," he whispered and Robbie's face seemed to relax instantly.

"And I will be close, too."

They'd... just be a few rooms apart. No big deal.

Scotty swallowed hardly, remembering Robbie's breakdown. What if he'd have really bad nightmares?

The older Scott brother sat there for a while when suddenly the door opened.

Scotty was startled when he saw Archer. Was it really curfew already?

"Sir, I..." he started to apologize, but the man just shook his head.

"Make sure to be quiet when you return to your room, Mr. Scott."

Scotty blinked in surprise. Was that really Archer talking there? Months ago he would have been the first one to suspend the scholarship students if they made the slightest mistake... and now? Now he looked more worried then angry.

"A-aye. Thanks, Sir."

The door was closed again and Scotty looked over at Keenser.

The wee alien was lying in bed already. Apparently he had asked Archer or Pike earlier if he could stay at Robbie's room.

"I... thanks again, laddie."

The Scotsman got a nod for response.

"Can leave," Keenser reassured him and Scotty looked at Robbie one last time, before he got up.

"Good night."

"Night."

With a heavy heart, Scotty left the room and his brother behind.

"How is he doing?"

It was the first thing Leonard asked when Scotty got into their room. He was lying in their bed, dressed in his pajamas.

"He's asleep. I... just hope his night will be calm."

Scotty still had nightmares sometimes... he didn't even want to imagine what it looked like in his brother's mind. What images he must see...

"It's after curfew. Didn't Archer check Robbie's room?" McCoy furrowed his brows as he glanced at the clock.

"Oh, aye, he did check it. But... he was okay with it, just told me to head here quietly."

Leonard nodded, looking only slightly surprised.

"He really changed, didn't he?"

Scotty nodded as he changed his clothes and lay down beside his fiancé.

"All thanks to ye."

If it hadn't been for Leonard, the head of the boy's dorm would still hold a grudge against the Scott brothers.

Slowly, the expression on Leonard's face changed. He looked almost... sad.

"What? What is it, mo ghràdh?"

Gently, Scotty ran a hand through his love's hair.

"I... it's nothing."

But it wasn't nothing. Scotty knew his fiancé well enough. He could tell when he was lying.

"Len."

Leonard's eyes met his and eventually the prince sighed.

"It's my fault. Without me... you wouldn't have been kidnapped. Neither would Robbie have been through these horrors."

Scotty blinked in shock. Did Leonard really think that? Did he really think that it was his fault?

"Oh, Len... it's not yer fault."

"Without me... Khan wouldn't have done all of this."

It broke Scotty's heart to see Leonard like that. And to hear him say these things.

"Without ye... he probably would have done even worse things. Ye were... his best option. If he wouldn't have had the opportunity to blackmail people... who knew what had happened? Maybe... he'd have killed us all."

Leonard didn't say anything. So Scotty placed a hand on his cheek and looked him deeply in the eyes.

"And if I had never met ye... I'd be the unhappiest person in the whole wide universe. So... don't blame yerself."

[sl-walker]

Hi! This is Cordelia, I just scrolled down and realized you'd done the WIP thing already XD I would love to hear more about Churchill? Somehow I doubt that is SW and I am intrigued.

LOL! You're right! It's Star Trek, part of the Arc of the Wolf; given this whole story arc has been in the works since October 2001, I know the various eras and often end up jumping back and forth across the timeline, filling it in piecemeal as it comes to me.

This story of that particular era takes place on the USS Churchill, an old science vessel manned by, basically, everyone considered unsuited for war (this is during a war!). Mostly scientists, and a troublemaker or two. (Hi Scotty.)

I started writing this tale in 2008, added to it in 2013, am picking at it again now in 2022. Like-- this storyline is absolutely a labor of love. The whole arc. It's not popular, hardly anyone reads it (though the one novel in it is on TVTropes recs, which is kinda cool), but I still consider it kind of my magnum opus.

Anyway, here's a scene from the story that makes me smile because there's a meta joke for Trekkies involved in it, and because I just generally love the interplay there and the characters:

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Vanguard was the type of fellow who had mellowed with age, but hadn't actually gotten any older. He wasn't anyone's mentor, he wasn't anyone's father figure, he was just a mellow guy with wrinkles and gray hair who could cut loose on shore leave with the best of them. Onboard ship, of course, he was mostly professional. But he was still the kind of person who it was easy to get along with and admire, without a ton of that 'respect your elders' requirement.

But today, he looked a little too old. "I don't like this at all."

It was no shock to Scotty that M'rill had let Vanguard in on this like he had let Corry in on it. It was really the only sensible thing to do. The division head onboard could probably provide at least some invaluable help in coordinating.

"None of us do, sir," Scott replied, leaning against the wall with his arms crossed. He was in a bit of a mood, really. Partly because he knew that he still wanted to get fierce, and the only person he knew who would get fierce back without either of them hurting one another wasn't available. "But maybe we can figure out some way to make it a wee bit less suicidal."

Vanguard was about to reply when Corry stormed in.

Think of the devil, Scotty commented, mentally, but it was a little worried and undeniably affectionate, too.

"He's a goddamn nutjob," Corry said, without any kind of warning, and without bothering to restrain himself in front of his commanding officer. "A suicidal nutjob, too! I'm starting to really wonder what the hell kind of people they turn out in the security division."

"Nicky is security," M'rill said, not fazed by Corry's agitated pacing.

He shot her a look but bit back any retorts. "Yes, M'rill, I know that. But the commanders? This commander? I can't even believe that he's ready to go through with this mission, and without any kind of backups for two key personnel!"

"He doesn't think we're key," Scotty said, just watching. Corry had the longest fuse of any man he knew, but once that fuse burned out, even Scotty thought twice before getting inside the blast radius. "He's only takin' us as a precaution. In his head, I'm pretty sure he thinks security is the end all and be all o' the service and can handle it just fine."

"That's moronic," Corry snapped back. Not at Scott, but at the idea.

"No denyin' that. But we still don't have any other choices but to go through with it."

Corry spun on him. "How exactly can you be so casual about this? God, he wants to take you guys on a foray into a biological hotbed, into enemy territory to infiltrate a base that may not even be there, and you're perfectly fine with that?!"

"No, but I don't see the point in gettin' worked up about it, either!"

"Here they go," Vanguard commented to M'rill, who looked a little worried. "Damn shame we don't have some popcorn." When both Corry and Scotty paused to give him a look, Vanguard just shrugged.

Only slightly subdued by the comment from the peanut gallery, Corry huffed out a breath. "There has to be some way out of this. Some... answer or something."

"If ye've got any workable theories, I'm all ears."

There was a long silence, then Corry asked suddenly, “Modulate a subspace beacon to punch through the shield so we can get a transporter lock if we need to?”

“The enemy will detect it,” Vanguard answered, before Scotty got a chance to.

“And we’d have to hang around long enough to get the right settings, too,” Scotty added.  “Which we can’t do, else we’d end up bein’ scanned from the surface.”

Corry frowned, and started pacing.  “Have a second landing party outside of the shielded area for backup?”

“Too much risk,” M’rill said.

Corry gave her a sour look, but he didn’t argue.  Scotty just watched; he could see Corry scrambling around in his head, searching for some kind of a solution.

The only problem was that Scotty had already gone over just about every possible solution himself.  They couldn’t take any high powered devices down to the surface.  Even the phaser rifles were shielded to avoid detection.  They were taking a subspace jammer, but the power source for it was inside of a likewise shielded case and wouldn’t be used until they were actually ready to commence the operation.

Nothing in the battle plan allowed for communications with the Churchill.  Nothing in the plan even allowed for the Churchill to be inside of communications range, let alone transporter range.  The time frame for the mission itself was tight -- too tight, in Scotty’s opinion -- and the potential for things going wrong was high.  The sanest answer to the whole damned mess was to wait until a specialized ship and crew could come and deal with this.

And that was already out.

“Okay, here’s what we can do: We can set up a decoy shuttle.  Send a subspace beacon with you, with a shielded power supply, and then the shuttle can send out a fake distress call, which would let you activate the subspace beacon, because they’ll be so busy looking at the shuttle, and if you time it to one of OS-4 Alpha’s thunderstorms, it’ll mask the beacon--”  Corry trailed off.  “What?”

M’rill, Vanguard and Scotty all had their eyebrows up.

Corry sighed, throwing his hands into the air.  “Fine.  We’ll just bounce a graviton beam off of the main deflector array.  That’ll fix it.”

Somehow, completely at odds with the fact they were discussing what could possibly be a suicide mission, Scotty cracked up.

[star-kissed583]

The boys

Single Dad Jackie (pt.3)

In this chapter, you’ll get to know the boys’ history a bit more and a little of who they are. Jackie most definitely does.

|| pt. 1 || <>>>>|| pt. 2 (previous) ||

"And that's all the bags....are you sure you can do this sir?"

Jackie looked at the kids he was adopting. The twins were holding hands, while the other two stuck close to each other.

"...yeah. I'm sure I can! I guess I'll see you guys in a couple of months for a check up?"

After a bit more of getting papers, Jackie smiles at the kids, "Alright kiddos! C'mon! Let's go to your new home!" He chirped as he gently carried Robbie with one hand, the other hand carrying the cart with the bags in it.

The boys looked at each other before following beside Jackie. Robbie looking down at them curiously.

There were the twins, about the age of Robbie-they were walking holding hands. One of them, Anthony, was leading the other. While the boy a bit behind, Jameson, or Jay for short, was following cluelessly.

Then there were the other two. One boy that was slightly older, Henrik, was following behind with a bit of a waddle. While the other, Chase, stayed right beside, making sure his friend doesn't trip. Small hums or whistles, or sounds in general leaving him randomly.

Jackie helped them all get in the car before placing Robbie in his car seat with his stuffy. He made sure everyone was buckled up before getting in himself and starting the car. Driving back home-though he stared at the road as he just realized what he did to himself, 'I got work to do...god this'll be a struggle...' he thinks.

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When they arrived back at the house, Jackie helped everyone inside and had them all in the living room. He watched as the kids all went to sit on the couch, while Robbie went to play with his toys.

"Okay...well I guess I we should introduce each other first-this is your new house! My name is Jackie, but whenever you guys feel ready, I am you're guys new dad!"

"Maybe." A German accent spoke. Looking at Jackie with a tilted head, "Scotty said, if prove in bit of months" he says-trying his best to look for the proper words.

The boy next to him nodded, a small whistle leaving him.

"Uh...yes, correct. I think...I have a couple months to show I can handle whatever you guys have. But it should be no biggie! I'm determined! And you?? What's your name and how old are you?"

"Henrik, me is 10 old" Henrik spoke, looking at the boy next to him for confirmation.

"No, it's 'I am 10 YEARS old' very close-*whistle*-though" the boy says while patting Henrik's back.

Jackie smiles at that, "And you must be his friend? Correct?"

"Yeah, I'm-eggs!- sorry, Chase...9 years old." He spoke as he whistled right after. Fiddling with his fingers a bit. Henrik rubbing his back.

Jackie nodded, looking at their interaction before glancing over to the twins.

Anthony had Jay beside him, rubbing the boys back. Jackie went Ive and crouched besides the two of them, "hey guys...mind telling me your names?"

Anthony stared at Jackie for a while. Before wrapping his arms around Jay in a hug, pulling his brother close. JJ let it happen, staying near his brother, hiding his face from where he thinks Jackie is.

"Uh...you guys are twins no? You two are one years old?"

"Yes sir" Anthony says. Nodding softly as he just held Jay, feeling how scared he was.

Jackie frowned at that, "Uh...You don't need to call me sir, your Anthony Jackson right? This your brother Jameson?"

Jamie flinched at hearing his full first name. Usually that meant he was in trouble in his old house. Anti held Jay closer, nodding, "Jay oki..." he mumbles.

Henrik watched from where he sat. He frowns, "Zhey came few days ago, from no good home." He spoke.

Jackie looks at Henrik, nodding softly, "Thanks Henrik" he looked back at Jay and Anthony, "Jay, you and your brother are close huh?"

Jamie heard the voice of the man. He turned his head, before feeling for his brother's hand. Nodding gently.

Anthony kept a protective arm around JJ. He saw the man's confused look, "Jay no see...no ‘alk ." He informed.

Jackie nods, understanding what he means, "It's fine...how about I make us some yummy Mac n Cheese? Oh!! I forgot, this is my son Robbie. He's one as well, but I'm sure you guys are gonna get along!" He says to the kids. "Feel free to explore the house while I make some food"

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A little get to know of the boys.

Henrik, the Jewish German boy, was an orphan that was transferred from Germany. Having been put in the system since he was 5. While he knows little English-he is incredibly smart. He's been adopted 3 times back in Germany and once in America before Jackie finally did. At one point he was close to losing hope with getting adopted-each time his two amputations ruining it. After a terrible huge accident back in Germany-Henrik had to get an amputation and lost his family.

Then there was Chase. The 9 year old was alone for most of his life. His family left him alone at the orphanage when he was 7. That’s when the tics started. After months of the family trying-they couldn’t handle it anymore and simply dropped Chase to the orphanage and sped off.

Anthony and Jay, the one year old twins had it rough. At first their childhood consisted of abuse from their father. The father didn’t care for the mother or the kids. JJ wasn’t always blind but he was always mute-he could see at one point if it weren’t for the dad. It resorted to the father soon being caught-but the family had gone homeless. Now fending off outside and living from abandoned houses to cars, the twins were soon found beside their mother’s cold body just a few days ago. Both cold and alone-Anthony having gotten an epileptic seizure. At such a young age, the boys suffered and were sent to the orphanage.

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“Boys! Food is ready!”

Jackie went over to help Robbie come to the table. Looking and seeing Anthony and Jay needed help. He went over, and offered his hand to them.

Anthony stared at the hand before hesitantly grabbing it and then holding Jay’s hand. The three heading to the table, the two oldest following behind

Henrik and Chase sat beside each other. Henrik stared at his food-before he mumbled a small blessing. Chase listening while holding Henrik’s hand.

Jackie stared in fascination, setting the three young boys in their chairs as he watched Henrik.

Once the boy finished, he smiles at Chase before both started to eat.

“You know you don’t have to do that at this house if you don’t want to.” Jackie says softly.

Henrik looked at Jackie before shaking his head, “Mama say for respect. We Jewish” he informed.

“I do it with him just so he’s not alone. Even if I have no clue what he’s saying” Chase spoke with a shrug.

Jackie smiles and nods, “Alright, whatever you feel comfortable, I won’t stop you” he says with a smile. Sitting down beside the younger boys to make sure they eat properly and don’t choke.

Anthony was helping Jay with eating while he eats. Though he looked over at Robbie curiously before focusing at his brother. Smiling at seeing Jay enjoy his food. Eating some himself while JJ chews.

Jackie watched happily as the kids ate. He was helping Robbie eat, knowing his son needed help still. Smiling as he pressed a loving kiss to Robbie’s forehead. He was happy with this-even if he knew it’d be a struggle.

[deannaroxannewrites]

Tropetember Day 8 - 5+1 / 3+1

You're in my sickbay again...

Pairing: Leonard McCoy x GN!Reader

Fandom: Star Trek (I was writing it as AOS but pretty sure it works for TOS as well if that's your jam)

Rating: Teen and up

TW: Mentions of torture, mention of injuries

AN: Day 8 of @tropetember. Not a massively in depth fic, more like snapshots of situations that occur through the relationship.

3 times Dr McCoy didn't want to see you in his medbay and 1 time he did

Find this story on Ao3 here.

Word Count: 1.3k

1

While you hadn’t been expecting to be beamed directly into the quarantine suite in the Medbay of the USS Enterprise, after three months working with Captain James T for Trouble Kirk, it wasn’t totally surprising either.

Kirk had been invited to a celebration feast in a system you were exploring, but had only been allowed to bring one guest. As Chief Security Officer or CSO, you had been volunteered for the position.

You had done everything you could to keep the Captain away from anything questionable. Sadly, conversations with him usually went something along the lines of:

“Jim, no”

“Jim, yes”.

It was something you regularly discussed in your sessions with the ship's newly appointed counsellor.

Since quarantine procedures were only instigated when the transporter detected an anomaly in the crew members being transported, and assuming it was due to Jim, you just sigh to yourself and shake your head.

“I told you to watch him closely!”

The southern drawl didn’t soften the accusation, even deadened as it was by the plexiglass divider that separated Quarantine from the rest of the medbay.

“I did! I don’t understa…”

You trail off as you have a sudden realisation and groan.

“I found him with his tongue down the Princess’s throat.”

Dr McCoy gives a long suffering sigh.

“I’ll have to run tests on both of you. The transporter team couldn’t definitively tell if you both have it.” He pauses and looks you up and down. “I expected better of you Lieutenant Commander”

“Yeah, cos you’re so much better at this than I am. It was Orion herpes last time, wasn’t it?”

The CMO just smirks and tells you to stop pointing fingers before sauntering off towards the storage cupboard. You respond by flipping him off. And you maybe watch his ass a little.

Turning to the Captain, who has been uncharacteristically silent until this point, you channel your inner McCoy.

“Goddamnit Jim!”

Jim decides that you and Bones are spending too much time together.

2

When Scotty had called to warn Dr McCoy of an incoming victim of an explosion in engineering, he had not expected it to be you.

“You’re in my sickbay again sweetheart.”

He uses a sing-song tone that he doesn’t employ with the rest of the crew. Nurse Chapel, who is at the other side of the bed, takes note to check in with the Captain as to the state of the betting pool. She believes she may have lost.

You nod in response to the doctor’s enquiry. You’re in far too much pain to think of anything more complex than that in response.

“What were you even doing in Engineering?” he grumbles to himself, moving around in the space to grab hypos, bandages, burn salve and a dermal regenerator. “You’re almost as bad as Jim and Spock.”

You try to focus on him but you’re struggling to stay conscious. It’s not aided by the painkillers he dumps into your system.

McCoy gently moves you to be laying on the bed. He’s concerned at the extent of the damage done and the nerve trauma to your arm. To ease your pain, he hits you with a sedative and you’re out like a light.

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You groan as you come back to consciousness, the light of the medbay hurting your eyes.

“Welcome back darlin’” you hear.

Smiling despite yourself, you squint in Leonard’s direction.

“I was helping with the repairs on the lower decks. I assumed it was safer than an away mission. Apparently I was wrong.”

Surprised laughter bubbles from the grumpy doctor as he agrees.

“Well, get yourself rested up. I’m serious this time. I don’t want to see you back in my medbay.”

“Sure” you agree, both of you knowing it won’t last for long. Occupational hazard. “Dinner and a movie on Saturday if the mean Doctor lets me go?”

3

It made a change for a mission to go wrong due to something Spock did but in a culture that valued feelings as much more important than logic, it was not that surprising.

Most of the crew had made a successful escape but yourself and Dr McCoy had been taken hostage during the initial skirmish. You’d been thrown in a cell together and that had been that.

Or at least, so you’d thought.

You’d been dragged from the cell, questioned and beaten in front of McCoy in an attempt to find out details of the Enterprise and it’s crew. You hadn’t broken, but by the time you’d been rescued, you definitely had at least a couple of broken ribs, a black eye and various assorted cuts and bruises.

Len was quiet as he helped to repair your injuries. Where you were black and blue, his torture had been psychological. He couldn’t get your screams out of your head.

Noticing his distracted state you grasps his jaw gently, disguising the wince it bring when it pulls a little, and raise his eyes to yours.

“This isn’t your fault.”

His eyes dart away but you stay firm.

“I am trained for this, Len. I’d do it again to protect you. But you’re going to need to let the guilt go.”

He sighs heavily.

“I’ll try.” He pauses to run the regen unit over your upper arm. “You’ll need to do me a favour though.”

“Anything.”

“Go on a date with me?”

Mr Spock had been on his way to apologise for the consequences of his actions but is distracted by the fact that he has won the betting pool. He better inform the Captain and come back later.

1

You’re still not sure how it happened. As CSO, your main responsibility was the Captain and when things went wrong, his safety was paramount. You couldn’t check on everyone else. You just had to trust that your team was doing their job.

You hadn’t even realised Len had been hit until you landed on the transporter pad.

There had been so much blood.

Now, you were pacing outside the OR. It had been hours since the beam out when finally M’Benga pops his head out.

“He’ll be ok. He won’t be working for a few weeks but he’ll be ok.”

Your knees give out from under you and you land heavily on the chair behind you. Tears of relief escape without your permission and you drop your head into your hands.

M’Benga gives your shoulder a squeeze, letting you know where Len is being moved to and giving you permission to stay with him, before heading off to finish cleaning himself up.

You take a deep breath and approach Len’s bed. His larger than life presence is softened in sleep and you can’t help but notice how fragile he looks.

Taking his hand, you place a kiss on his knuckles and then rest your head against the mattress. After nearly 36hrs awake, you’re out like a light

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You wake to the feeling of fingers running through your hair which you automatically nuzzle into. It’s nice. Comforting.

It takes longer than you’d ever admit to orient yourself, but when you do, you raise yourself and meet Len’s eyes. He has a soft smile on his face that you can’t help but mirror.

“Sorry for dropping in, I know you didn’t want to see me in your medbay.” It’s a cheeky comment but it widens his smile into a grin. You pat yourself on the back for lightening the atmosphere.

“I’ll let you off this time.” His voice is a bit scratchy from lack of use but it sounds like the finest music to your ears. How could you have been so close to never hearing it again? He continues, “care to join me for dinner? I’m afraid there’s only jello.”

You laugh at the silly grump of a man in the hospital bed. Your best friend. Your favourite person. The love of your life.

“I’d love to.”

[sleeppfordays]

The Wilds S2 bad commentary Ep3

Why does it feel like the boys island seem much more dangerous than the girls (obvi not including that fucking shark) it seems like Gretchens experiment is biase af something that we already know

Also ngl I would have thrown that fucking water at Gretchen’s face

“Does she know that is was out there?” 100% she wanted those kids to be shish kebabs

IM STILL CONFUSED ON THE WHOLE SHONI SITUATION, THEY CUDDLING IN FRONT OF EVERYONE?? DID WE NOT GET A FUCKING REVEALED? DID SHE JUST MOVED ON FROM THE YEARS OF TRAUMA SHE EXPERIENCE FROM HER OWN FATHER?? WTF IS GOING ON IM MISSING CHAPTERS NAH SCRATCH THAT A WHOLE FUCKING BOOK

DOMESTIC TONI

The tree we saw in those leaks?

ALSO THE FUCKING TRIVIA: FYI Nora always made her bed (they trying to make me fucking sob)

Gretchen writing like Amber Fucking Heard

The Progressive Lady? Bo wtf AHAHAHAHHA

SHELBY’S LITTLE WHERE YOU GOING? AKSJAKDJSJ MY HEART

A signed out sheet, totes mom energy

RACHEL AND LEAH a pairing I never knew a needed, fucking love them

And she’s writing in Nora’s books BEACH IM SOBBING

“Gorgeous eye catching hair” the fucking sass I love him

When I saw someone drawing I almost screamed cause I thought it was Nora

Okay ngl Henry is kinda getting on my nerves but good dam he did not need to almost drown him

Seth making something on the spot to validate why he almost killed Henry, fucking psychotic, but also kinda funny??

”You’ll be such a hot carpenter” BEACH IM SCREAMING I LOVE THEM SO MUCH the hype man energy they keep to support each other 🤌

Fatin and Martha? Another unexpected pairing and I love it, love that they’re giving us all these pairings that are not the usual ones

I love the transition from masturbation to the boys standing on a fucking ledge

He just called him “Karen”

Henry’s personality doing a full 180 is a bit of a whiplash

Shelby worrying so much about Toni makes me feel so lonely but holy shit it is so wholesome

THE LIP BITE AND PULL AKDJAKDJSKXJ

Seth literally change the morals of the group is such a Shelby thing

Not him actually peeing on the ledge

I love Bo and Scotty’s relationship, family doesnt define blood just like Martha and Toni

RACHELS FACE WHEN LEAHS VOICE CHANGED FOR THE PERFORMANCE

They practiced for 2 hours AHAHAHHA

Ngl I thought they were going to bust Raise a Glass

THE SINGING IS BACK

OMFG I THOUGHT LEAH WAS GOING TO KISS FATIN

MARTHA IS DANCING THIS ISNT A FUCKING DRILL EVERYONE CALM DOWN, CALM THE FUCK DOWN

THE SHONI SLOWMO

The boat, I see the angst coming

“Its just you and me” making me cry out here

And that concludes Ep3 of S2! Let me know which format y’all like best! I hope you guys are enjoying it as much as I am!

Episode 4 here we come!

[do-y0u-have-to-let-it-linger]

Hi! Can I get a ship? I'm an INFP, straight girl with social anxiety. I listen to music all the time. (mostly rock) I never leave the house without my earphones. I enjoy movie nights, reading books (romance and mystery are my favourite genres), playing videogames, goofing around with my friends. My friends would describe me as kind, helpful and loyal. I'm really into photography. I wanted to be a photographer as a kid, but it's just a hobby nowadays. I'm a hopeless romantic and a night owl. It takes time for me to open up to people, but once I'm there I can be pretty talkative. I'm 5'8" tall, I have half long brown hair, dark brown eyes and I wear glasses. If I have to describe my style it would be somewhat 80s grunge. Thank you!

(tw: swearing and eating)

I ship you with Scott Summers!

You never got along very well with Scott Summers.

He always came across as a bit of a preppy asshole. Not that his preppy-ness was necessarily correlated to his asshole-ness, but it did seem to enhance it.

You may think that not getting along perfectly with some random boy who happened to live in the (large) building you live in is not much of a problem, but you are incorrect.

When your best friend (and dorm-mate) of ten years, Jean, is on a so-called "superhero team" with and is good friends with said boy, it is not exactly easy to avoid him.

Since Jean's biological family was not around, she made her own.

The first member of her so-called found family was you, who arrived just a day before she did. When she first entered your dorm, you were adjusting all of your newly unpacked trinkets. You were both young enough to immediately become friends, no questions asked, and your friendship stuck. You two tended to keep to yourselves and each other, until you two were older.

When Jean was invited to join the X-Men with some of her friends, you couldn’t have been prouder. The problem was that when you met this other part of her found family, it did not go well. None of you clicked whenever in the same room, and Scott immediately made fun of you the moment he met you. You ultimately decided to avoid her other friends, but be supportive of them. Not because you couldn’t handle Scott, but because you didn’t want to put Jean in a position where she had to choose between you and them. Overall, this just made Jean desperately want you and her other friends to get along.

"Come on, just sneak out with us this one time!" Jean was sitting on the edge of your bed, making puppy dog eyes at you and clasping her hands together.

She always tried to convince you to hang out with her friend group. Even if that meant, in this case, convincing you to break (very reasonable) rules with them.

"No. Absolutely not. Jubilee is going to try to 'catch me a man', and Scott's going to try to be funny but just end up making fun of me. Besides, why would I break school rules and steal a car for a trip to the mall?"

"Because you haven't seen Empire Strikes Back yet, and I bought you a ticket for 1:00 PM today."

"Shit. You're evil, you know that? This is unfair. You know me too well."

Jean beamed at you. "Thank you, I try. Now, get dressed, you're going to love this."

"I am dressed, and you can’t make demands. I’m the one being convinced here!"

"I will not be pestered by Jubilee's pleas to let her give you a makeover! Just throw on jeans instead of your sweatpants or something! Now chop, chop! We're leaving in 10 minutes!"

"I'm sorry, 10 minutes?"

"I knew if you had more than 15, you would change your mind. Meet me by the front door when you're ready to go!"

After Jean left your shared room, you threw on some different clothes and hastily grabbed everything you needed to go. With your sneakers in your hands, you ran into the school's kitchen and shoved a granola bar in your mouth. As you were hopping, trying to force your shoes on your feet, someone spoke from behind you.

"Well, you look elegant as ever."

You froze, squinted your eyes, and clenched your jaw. Well, as much as you could with the previously mentioned granola bar in your mouth.

Scott Summers.

You swallowed and turned around, plastering on a smile in preparation to respond to his sarcasm.

"Well, you know me, unwaveringly ethereal."

Once you finished your attempt to keep the peace, your grin dropped off your face and you went to tie on your shoes, occasionally having to push your glasses back up your nose as you did so.

Jean then started talking to you while making her way into the kitchen.

"Come on, we need to go before Charles's class ends- well, well, well, look at you two!" she spoke in a sing-song tone at the end.

"Trust me, there's no 'you two' here." Scott hissed at her. Hissed! The audacity, would it be so terrible for him to be theoretical friends with you?

"Calm down, I just mean that I'm glad you two are talking," Jean said. "But we need to go. Like- now."

Jean then grabbed you by the arm and started to pull you out of the room, wiggling her eyebrows at Scott on the way out. Scott got up to trail behind you two, if he could glare at people with the glasses he wore, then he would have been glaring at her.

You elbowed Jean in the side and whisper shouted at her.

"What was that? What was the purpose of the eyebrow wiggle?"

"What eyebrow wiggle? I have no idea what you're talking about."

"You're a menace to society, you know that?"

"I am aware that you don't actually think I'm a menace, but I appreciate the compliment." She leaned down and messed up your hair. "Now let's move it!"

When you got to the minivan you were all "borrowing" from Charles, most everyone was already there. Kurt, Jubilee, and Peter took the back seats, and Ororo was sitting in the driver's seat.

You walked to sit shotgun, but Jean sped up to beat you to the seat.

Suspicious.

Squinting at her, you went to sit in the middle row, where Scott also made to sit.

It was silent for the first minute of the drive until Jubilee tried to strike up a conversation.

"So! Y/N, I'm so glad you decided to hang out with us! I love your outfit. Ooh! Peter, hand me my bag! I have a scrunchie that will match perfectly."

Peter looked at her with mock disbelief. "Yeah. dude, make me reach behind my seat and into the trunk of the car."

Kurt clearly did not want to be part of this conflict.

Jubilee smiled sweetly at Peter. "Shut up and grab me my bag, please?"

Peter sighed half-sarcastically. "Yes ma'am."

Well, Jean's friends were just as you remember (aka slightly crazy).

You heard Jean's voice in your mind "If you don't wear that scrunchie it will genuinely hurt Jubilee's feelings, and I will never forgive you."

You looked at her through the mirror and raised your eyebrows.

Jubilee's voice took back your attention. "Here it is! Scotty, I can't reach. Can you hand this to her?"

Scott visibly winced at the nickname "Scotty" but handed you the scrunchie anyway. After trying to hide your amusement at the use of "Scotty", you attempted to put your hair up with the scrunchie, and you saw Jean smile. You were determined to make friends with these people for Jean.

"Thanks, Jubilee," You smiled at her. "So, how do I look?"

Scott chimed in immediately. "Like you're twelve."

"Ok, shut up Scott. You look cool, Y/N." Ororo gave you a thumbs up from the front seat. They were all clearly told to make friends with you by Jean in the same way you were. Well... told or threatened. Who's to say.

The car ride was awkward, to say the least. When you finally arrived at the mall and exited the car, you felt like you could finally breathe. You spoke first while you were all walking into the mall.

"So, how are we planning on killing time before Empire?"

"Well, Jubilee wanted to pick up some more eyeshadow with me, and Peter, Kurt, and Ororo are probably going to buy even more colored leather jackets," Jean said.

"Where does that leave me and your wallflower?" Scott asked Jean. You turned to look at him, attempting to make your lack of amusement clear. "What?" He shrugged, "It's true!"

"Ok, first of all, she's not actually that shy, you're just mean. Second of all, I was hoping you two could go into the book shop together until we're done."

Your eyes widened as you turned to Jean, silently begging her not to leave you and Scott alone.

"What? Why are you looking at me like I'm crazy? Maybe I thought you would try to get along because you both love me and I want you to be friends!"

Scott responded first. "You're totally guilt-tripping us right now."

"Yes!" Jean responded. "Yes I am, and you better be feeling guilty. Now, we're all going inside, and you are going into that bookstore together, you are going to bond over your cheesy dreams about falling in love, and, Scott, you are going to be kind! Or I will be very upset!"

You and Scott looked at each other (slightly afraid) before you turned to Jean and nodded your head at her.

"Ok. Let's go, Scott." You looked at him and he nodded at you both of you then started to head to the bookstore.

In the door of the shop, you glanced at him awkwardly. "So... is there a specific section you want to visit? Or-"

"Uh, I usually just... wander." He was bouncing on his heels.

"Oh! Ok, uh... where you lead I will follow!"

He spun around and started to walk aimlessly, actually trying to make conversation.

"So- you take photos?"

"...How did you know that?"

"I've seen you. That sounds creepy, I just mean that I saw you with a camera once when you walked Jean to training. It seemed nice. Only a dumbass would own a nice camera and not use it."

"How kind of you to not see me as a dumbass," you mumbled as you ran your hand across the book binds. "Do you have any hobbies?"

"Not really to be honest. Well, actually- I like... cars."

"...Cars. Huh. Elaborate."

"My brother, his name is Alex, taught me how to fix up cars when I was younger. Ooh- recently we found this beautiful 1962 AMC Rambler- I mean, it was basically a pile of garbage, but we're fixing it up."

"What's a Rambler?"

"W- 'What's a Rambler?'" He looked at you like you were speaking another language. "A 1962 AMC Rambler is only the car of my dreams!"

"The 'car of your dreams'?"

"Uh, yeah. What- do you not have a dream car?"

You laughed at him, "No? I don’t know that much about cars."

"You don’t have to know shit about cars to have a dream car! Come on, you don't have any car you would want to drive?"

"A school bus."

"...What do you mean."

"I mean- I bet I could live in a school bus. It's big, has a lot of windows, it's yellow." Scott was surprisingly easy to talk to.

"A school bus. Huh."

"I thought of that on the spot, it's not a long-term dream of mine."

"No, I see the appeal. I do think it's weird that you listed it being yellow as one of its positive attributes though."

"Holy shit. Holy shit!"

"What? What's the problem?"

You grabbed the book you spotted and held it out to him with your arms fully outstretched, it almost hit his nose. "Do you know what this is?"

Scott's hands appeared at the top of the book, and he pushed it down so you could see his confused expression. "A... book?"

"Very funny, Scotty, but no this is not just a book. This is a sequel."

He crossed his arms across his chest. "... 'Scotty'? I'm gonna kill Lee."

"Who's Lee?"

"Jubilee."

"If you can call her 'Lee' why can’t she call you 'Scotty'?"

"Because 'Scotty' makes me sound like I'm twelve!"

"Well, according to you, this scrunchie makes me look twelve. So I guess we're even, Scotty."

"I see why you and Jean are friends. You’re both evil."

"I called her evil not 10 minutes ago! Look at us, 'bonding' and all."

"Speaking of a 10 minutes ago, and that whole 'twelve' thing, I'm sorry."

"What do you mean?"

"Sorry for calling you twelve... and a wallflower. You seem... neat."

"Thanks... I think."

"Neat is a good thing."

"I'm kinda messy actually."

"I meant neat as in like- cool. Plus, you’re the first friend-ish person I've had that also wears glasses!"

You smiled at each other for a moment.

This was amusing.

He was amusing.

Unfortunately, someone popped the bubble encasing you and Scott. "Wow, 'friendish'? That's an upgrade from them low-key hating each other."

You whipped your head around to see Peter and Jean standing on the other side of the aisle, clearly having been observing and talking about you.

Scott spoke first. "How long have you two been standing there?"

"Long enough," Jean smiled. "You two get along."

"...So?" Scott asked.

"So, about an hour ago that seemed completely impossible."

An hour? That couldn’t be possible. "Wait, what time is it?"

Jean responded. "12:45, you’ve sure been chatting for a long time."

Scott cleared his throat and turned to you, "So, uh, you should buy that book, and then we should head to the movie theater room thingie."

You looked back at him. "Yeah! Ok, so... yeah."

After you and Scott walked away, Peter leaned over to whisper to Jean. "Well, that was a long glance. We've really gotta lock 'em in a closet together or something."

Jean shoved Peter, and you all went about your mall trip as you did before, except that now you might have a new friend... ish.

[christinesficrecs]

I needed a distraction from yet another hateful week so here we are!! With this Beach AU reclist that is obviously no longer that! 🤦🏻‍♀️  

Also, there are some 4th of July fics here if you’re feeling picnics and bbqs. And summer camp fics here if that’s more your thing. 

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Stiles snaps himself into action and pushes his cart carrying his suitcases over to where Scott’s introducing himself to Stiles’ future husband.

“-And this is Stiles,” Scott is saying just as Stiles arrives next to him.

“I’m Derek,” the guy replies gruffly, folding the sign up and tucking it under his arm. “I’ll be taking you back to the hotel.”

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“I haven’t done weather since college,” Derek protests.

Boyd snorts again, presumably because he’s thinking back to the time when Derek and the weather last collided and he…. well, did the guy into the weather for a brief, wonderful, terribly foolish time. But, Boyd needs to shut up before Derek punches him on the nose.

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“Everything I need?” Stiles repeated. He had obviously missed something.

“You know.” The man smiled again, a little more cautiously. He was looking at Stiles as if he were a bit mentally-challenged. “To clean the pool.”

“To clean the pool,” Stiles repeated. He looked around. Then he looked down at himself, taking in his stained shirt, cargo shorts, and raggedy Converse.

“Oh!” he said. “Because I’m the pool guy.” And that’s not what he meant to say at all. He meant to say, “You think I’m the pool guy.”

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[raisinchallah]

2, 6, 9 and 11!

2. favorite captain 

sisko!! i love how wonderful of a father he is with jake i feel like their relationship is literally the emotional core of the series you know i think like all the other captains kinda try to stay unconnected and sometimes that leaves them not really feeling like real people but like idk ds9 really grounds their characters and like in the episodes i just watched like the three part season 2 opener seeing sisko and o'brien have to say goodbye to their families have them loaded on a transport and leave for safety and they had to stay and fight it just gives everything a weight a connection like u know theyre worrying about each other as all this other crazy shits going on you know and also i just love avery brooks acting i love the gravitas he gives everything and the way he has to make more and more complicated morally grey choices like god in the pale moonlight episode of ALL TIME but he also has such a strong sense of justice and understanding of his own history and how he fights for what matters idk it all combines into a really wonderful complicated character and also like hes literally a religious figure literally a man who can do everything!

6. favorite villain 

kai winn i really feel like shes the most interesting villain and tho her arc goes a bit off the rails at the end i love how u can both fully understand the pain she went thru and like how desperate she is to connect with the prophets and feels left behind by that a very tragic figure but it never takes away from her also being extremely shrewd and terrible and just an interesting take on religious extremism and political machinations i feel like everyone says dukats ds9s best villain but we are forgetting the icon kai winn shes soooo nasty and i think the really perfectly balanced humanizing her but it really doesnt take away from her villainy

9. favorite background character

i realize i dont actually fully know what this means cuz i feel like morn is the only true recurring background character i can think of and i am neutral on morn idk shoutout to mustache scotty from the animated series or something klka;sdf oh wait i guess also shoutout to kevin riley for getting poisoned and nearly destroying the enterprise while singing

11. favorite dynamic 

ok this is too wide open a;jklfdsj how can i simply pick one thats cruel cuz im like thinking about the relationship between sisko and kira cuz im already thinking about sisko and i just love how they push each other and are always willing to conflict with each other but also deeply respect each other and trust each other literally one of the most interesting dynamics in all of star trek but im also still feeling emotional about sisko and jake and their family but also u know not to be boring but i do also find kirk and spocks relationship super interesting like i guess almost polar opposite in some ways to sisko and kira they almost never come into conflict over things that would normally drive them apart like just deep implicit trust and its like lifelong and the way they grow old and change together u know

[ak47stylegirl]

Doctors Appointment: Chapter 8

Okay here’s the next chapter! Virgil gets some spot light 💚😁 and there is some mention to Jeff’s okayish parenting. It was a fun chapter to write! 

I hope you guys enjoy! 😆

Past chapters

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--- Virgil was sitting at Dad’s desk, his engineering coursework scattered across the table. There were two empty coffee cups sitting to the side, and one full cup of coffee in Virgil’s hands. 

The amount of coffee Virgil drank daily, at eighteen years old, was honestly slightly alarming...

But Scott couldn’t talk...

‘Hey, Scott…’ Virgil smiled as he took a sip of coffee, leaning back in the desk chair. ‘how’s Allie’s appointment going?’ 

Scott sighed heavily with a grimace, glancing over at Alan’s sleeping form. Alan’s eyebrows were farrowed, head beginning to toss and turn slightly.  

‘that bad, huh?’ Virgil mused sadly, frowning softly. 

Alan whimpered in his sleep, breathing picking up speed.

“Yeah…” Scott nodded sadly, fingers gently running through Alan’s hair soothingly, trying to calm his baby brother. “It's been a difficult day…”

Alan’s face visible relaxed at the gently stroking motion. 

Scott’s shoulders dropped, “-for both of us….” 

‘I believe you….’ Virgil sighed in sympathy, brown eyes looking Scott over in concern, ‘you look exhausted, Scooter….’

How this day had been going so far, that wasn’t surprising…

“I am…” Scott chuckled humourlessly, his head collapsing back against the chair. “It’s been a long, long day, and it’s not even over yet….”

Virgil frowned at Scott’s bitter dark tone, concern bubbling in his gut. 

‘You know, one of us could take Alan instead next time?’ Virgil suggested hesitantly, not wanting to upset Scott accidently, ‘You deserve a break...’

Scott been to almost every one of Alan’s doctor’s appointments since the diagnosis, even before Dad went missing. Sometimes, most of the time, Dad was too busy to take Alan himself. 

Of course, Dad tried to find time but often schedules just didn’t match up. So the nineteen year old Scott would take the five year old on Dad’s behalf. 

Virgil knew that Scott had been frustrated at Dad with his lack of presence in Alan’s life. Which had only increased at Alan’s diagnosis, Scott’s protective mother hen instincts going into overdrive.

Scott would often come to Virgil’s or John’s room to rant, pacing back and forth in his frustration. ‘I just don’t get it! Can’t he just change the stupid meeting time or something?!’

‘Is this bloody business more important to him than Alan?!’

Of course, Scott knew that Dad valued them more than the business, but while their Dad did love them, he wasn’t perfect or unfaultable. (a fact Scott often forgot now days...) 

Dad made mistakes. 

And one of the biggest ones in Virgil’s opinion was the way Dad kept Alan at arm lengths. Dad couldn’t ever fully get over his grief at losing their mother, and unfortunately Alan was the innocent victim in it all.

It wasn’t Alan’s fault that he looked uncannily like Mum or that he was born on the same day Mum died. It was a natural disaster, no one foresaw the avalanche or that mum would be fatally injured.  

It was a miracle that Alan was even born...

Virgil knew that Dad loved Alan, but he was still human, and sometimes you can love someone while having...complicated feelings. 

Anyway, one of them could take the strain for a bit. They all were Alan’s big brothers after all, and both him and John were legal adults...

They could take some of the pressure off Scott's shoulders.

“No…” Scott shook his head, a determined (stubborn) look on his face. “I’m his legal guardian; it should be me that takes him….”

Virgil frowned, ‘Scott, you know me or John can look after Alan just fine….’

It wasn’t like they hadn’t done it before; Scott wasn’t always able to be there when Alan needed help. 

Though Scott damn well tried to be….

“And I don’t doubt it, but….” Scott ran his hand down his face, emotional exhaustion apparent in his mannerisms. “It’s just….”

Alan groaned in misery, getting restless once again

“Alan had a complete and utter panic attack during his blood test-” Scott sighed heavily, caressing Alan’s cheek with a heartbroken look. “-throwing up and everything….”

Virgil’s eyes widened, taken aback at the news. He knew Alan was scared of needles, everyone in the family did, but…

But he never realised it was that bad.

“I…I can’t not be there with him….” Scott pleaded softly, his eyes filled with anguish as he continued to stroke Alan’s cheek. “I just can’t….”

I don’t blame you, Scotty…

‘I…Scott…’ Virgil blinked rapidly, choking on his words and emotions, ‘I’m sorry, I didn’t-’ 

Scott’s eyes shot up in alarm, 

“Hey, no. It’s okay….” Scott smiled weakly at Virgil, understanding clear in his eyes. “You were just trying to help. I appreciate it, I do….”

Virgil’s chest felt a little lighter at that. But still, he wanted to help…

‘Well, maybe instead, one of us could come with you guys next time?’ Virgil reiterated his previous suggestion, ‘that way, you’ll have a little help with Allie….’

Which definitely would be needed and very helpful when dealing with an upset Alan. One man simply couldn’t do it all…

No matter how much Scott tried to prove that wrong.

Scott sighed, “Virgil, we’re already stretched thin as it is, I don’t thi-”

‘Just think about it, okay?’

Scott eyed Virgil for a second, before nodding with a defeated sigh. “I’ll think about it. That’s all I can promise….”

Virgil smiled, knowing that he’ll probably have to get John on board to tag-team convincing Scott into agreeing. 

Because Scott wasn’t the only stubborn Tracy…

‘Hmmm, this needs more spice...’ Virgil's eyes widened as Grandma's voice flooded up from the kitchen. ‘A half cup- no a full cup of chilli should do it!’ 

Scott was so unbelievably glad he was not there right now! 

Oh wow, that would be hot….

‘Okay, I gotta ask….’ Virgil chuckled nervously, looking over his shoulder with fear clear in his eyes. ‘Are you bringing home dinner, or do I need to flee the island?’

Scott laughed heartily, “Tell John to order something, and I’ll pick it up on the way home….”

Virgil smiled, relieved, nodding. ‘FAB…’

‘Now, to find someone to try this….’ Virgil shot up from his seat at those words, eyes terrified. ‘Virgil, are you up there?!’

‘Got-to-go!’

Scott was roaring with laughter, as Virgil hung up the call in a panic. Oh, little brothers, they were the best entertainment…

“Scotty?” Alan sleepily blinked up at Scott, rubbing at his eyes, “what’s…what’s so f-funny?”

Scott smiled down at Alan, still chuckling. “Oh, just your big brother Virgie running from Grandma’s cooking….” 

Alan smiled weakly, “He’s doomed, isn’t he?” Alan giggled, exhausted eyes lighting up in amusement. 

“Oh yes…” Scott nuzzled his nose against Alan’s nose with a shit-eating grin, forehands touching. “Quite definitely….”

“So very doomed….”

TBC...

[solarwindswriting]

Oh, The Places You’ll Go

Chapter 2

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Loosely inspired by the song Greek Tragedy by the Wombats

Pairing: Scotty x FemalePresenting!Reader

Word Count: 3313

Summary: The Enterprise welcome party is in full swing, and our two main characters finally meet each other!

Warnings: excessive alcohol consumption (I think that’s it)

A/N: So, I didn’t notice how long this part was until it was too late. I wanted to slip it into two but I couldn’t find a reasonable place to do it. So instead you get over 3k words. Sorry lol. Also, thank you so much to those who showed interest in being tagged, you have no idea how big that is for me!

Tags: @mournthewicked @damalseer  

“Oh my, does this dress make my butt look bigger?” Sara asks, standing in front of the mirror in a shop.

“Is that what you want? If so, yes. Why do you need a new dress anyway? You have so many beautiful ones already.” Y/n wonders out loud while looking through the racks.

“Because I want to make a good first impression. Besides, I heard the crew of the Enterprise are all quite attractive. I’ve got to live up to that.” Sara responds, walking back into the dressing room.

“Sara, you are one of the most attractive people I know. Neither of us would have a problem if we went in something we already owned.” Y/n laughs, pulling out a flowing deep blue dress off the rack. “What about this?”

Sara pops her head out of the dressing room, watching as Y/n holds the dress up to her body. Sara’s eyes widen and shake her head frantically in agreement before her head disappears back into the dressing room, “absolutely. Go try that on right now.”

Y/n walks into a dressing room with the dress in hand. The dress was made with elegant royal blue tulle with embroidered stars speckled over the top layer. It fell over Y/n’s body perfectly, off the shoulders and stopped to about mid-calf, and whished when she moved. Stepping out, Y/n looks at Sara who was now sitting in a chair with the black cocktail dress she had tried on previously.

“You look like a greek god in that dress, Y/n,” Sara mused.

Y/n walked in front of the mirror and twirled. “Is it too much? If I get this, you have to pick a more exciting dress than what you’ve got.”

“It’s not too much but if it takes me getting that dress that makes my butt look good for you to buy that, I’ll do it,” Sara responds while walking over to the rack where she found the aforementioned dress.

With both dresses paid for, the friends left the shop and headed to Y/n’s apartment to pick up the things she needs to get ready at Sara’s.

“So, Let’s see what we’re getting ourselves into,” Sara started, looking at her datapad with photos of the crew while she walks.

“Sara, we’ve looked at these photos thousands of times. We know what they look like,” chuckles out Y/n, weaving their arm with hers.

“Yes, but that was different. Now we’re performing reconnaissance for the party tonight.” 

“And what does your reconnaissance tell you?” Y/n glances at the pad.

“That Lieutenant Uhura is very attractive and only one rank above us.” Sara giggles as she reads Uhura’s personnel entry. “She’s also incredibly smart.”

“And very taken by Commander Spock,” Y/n points to the relationship status on file.

Sara deflates slightly before swiping through the next few personnel files. She stops on Commander Spock next.

“And this is the Vulcan you’ll be working under. Good luck with that, Y/n. I hear he’s rather cold.” Sara comments before continuing to swipe.

“He’s not that cold if he’s in a relationship. Also, isn’t he half human?” Y/n stops Sara before she walks into the busy street.

Sara ignores the potential harm she could have caused herself, and next stops on Lieutenant Commander Montgomery Scott, better known as Scotty. 

“Cheif of Engineering. I hear he’s basically married to the ship,” Sara laughs and restarting to walk once the crosswalk is open.

“Next,” Y/n chuckles bad.

“Lieutenant Commander Leonard McCoy, Chief Medical Officer. I heard he has a cute accent but is a bit of a hardass. Remind me not to get hurt a lot.” Sara side-eyes Y/n while she talks.

“Good to know. Bet he knows how to make a good drink though.” Y/n speculates as they enter their apartment building.

“And Lastly, for the head of different groups, Captain James T. Kirk. Quite the looker.” Sara smirks to herself.

“And quite the flirt,” Y/n laughs at her friend as she unlocks her apartment. “I’ll be right over. I just need to pick up a few things.”

Living in the same building as your best friend had its perks. Getting ready for events was one of them. After picking up her makeup and a pair of heels that match her dress, Y/n walks over to Sara’s apartment and opens the door.

“Hey, why didn’t you wake me up this morning?” Y/n questioned, setting her makeup down next to Sara’s.

“Oh, I tried, you wouldn’t budge. I figured you’d make it eventually. And you did! So points for Sara.” She muses as she grabs two hard ciders from her fridge.

“I could have missed graduation!” Y/n fakes anger as she takes the cider from her dear friend.

Both get to work on their makeup and hair. Sara loosely curls her auburn hair, whereas Y/n does her hair in her favorite style. Once they were both ready, they left Sara’s apartment towards the location of the welcoming party, an old-style bar reminiscent of old San Francisco. The two stood in front of the main doors, peering into the windows, unsure if they should just walk in or not.

“Lieutenants! Very nice to see you two could make it.” A strong hand falls on Y/n’s shoulder, causing them and Sara to turn towards the voice to see a hand outstretched. “How about a proper introduction? I am Captain James T. Kirk. You’re welcome to just call me Kirk when we are off duty. And this is Commander Spock.”

  Y/n takes Kirk’s hand to shake then trading with Sara to shake Spock’s. “I am Lieutenant Junior Grade Y/n Y/l/n. I just go by Y/n when off duty. And this is-”

“Lieutenant Junior Grade Sara Conners, Sir! It’s a pleasure to meet you.”

“Well, we should probably get inside and join the party, yes?” Kirk suggests, holding the door open for the other three.

The music playing was just above a comfortable volume, but quiet enough where you could hold a conversation without yelling. Sara and Y/s walk up to the bar to order drinks when a young man approaches them with a wide smile.

“Hello, I’m Pavel Ch-”

“Chekov. Navigation right?” Sara finishes for him, reaching out her arm. “Sara Conners. A pleasure to meet you!”

Pavel chuckles shaking Sara’s hand, “Did your research I see. And you are?” He finishes with a soft Russian accent, looking at Y/n.

“Y/n Y/l/n.” She says, shaking his hand. “Got any suggestions on what to order from here?”

“Well, the midtier brandy is spectacular here. But they do have a wonderful mint julep.” He states before waving over the bartender and ordering himself a brandy.

“We’ll take two mint juleps please.” Sara catches the bartender before he’s able to walk off.

“So, are you two in a relationship? You seem very close.” Pavel questions, sipping from his glass.

“No, just really close,” Sara answers, reaching for the newly arrived drinks and handing one to Y/n.

“Ah, cool,” Pavel beams. “Have you met the rest of the bridge crew yet? I can introduce you!”

Pavel leads Sara and Y/n to a table where Kirk and Spock were sat with two others.

“This is Nyota Uhura and Leonard McCoy. You’ve met the Captain and Spock already, yes?” Pavel introduces the crew with a bright smile. “Everyone, this is Y/n Y/l/n and Sara Conners.”

Hello’s and handshakes were exchanged. Pavel is pulled away by a few other ensigns towards what Y/n now notices a karaoke machine.

“So, Lieutenant Y/l/n, You will be working under me. Is there a particular area of study you wish to work on while abroad the USS Enterprise?” Spock questions.

“Oh, um yes. I’m looking specifically for new worlds with large deposits of Bio-mimetic Gel. It has many wonderful medical applications but very-” Y/n is cut off by Leonard.

“Regulated by the Federation. Do you have the proper paperwork and training to be handling such a hazardous material, young lady?” Leonard questions.

“Hey, we’re here to celebrate and have a good time, not to discuss work. Give the girl one more night of freedom.” Kirk interrupts and chuckles. “Also, call him Bones, he hates it.”

“I would love to answer your question, Lieutenant Commander McCoy. My last two years at the Academy majorly consisted of training and research with Bio-mimetic Gel under the supervision of Erika Biordi. My research has been in stabilizing the gel for transport and more widely used medical purposes. I have papers signed by President Kenneth Wescott and the proper containment materials that should already be aboard the Enterprise. This could be major for doctors all over the Federation. Also, I wouldn’t be able to do this work unless the Captain has approved it.” Y/n smiles thinly at the doctor.

Kirk, Spock, and Uhura all look impressed by the confidence in which Y/n spoke. Bones looks more apprehensive about the situation. Kirk broke the silence, “Y/n have you met Scotty yet?”

Y/n shakes her head no and notices Sara slinked off at some point to talk with Pavel more. Kirk leads Y/n towards the back corner to a table with three chairs. At the table sat a gentleman in a brown leather jacket and a Roylan both embroiled in a heated conversation about… power converters?

“No, Keenser, that will overload the Warp Drive, she won’t be able to take that kind of power without the proper energy suppressers.” A thick Scottish accent talks tensely between sips of whatever is in his glass.

“Can no one on my ship take a day off?” Kirk laughs, clapping his hand onto Montgomery’s shoulder.

“Ey, not when you have a potential explosion risk due to Keenser, Sir,” Montgomery responds.

“Well, I’ve got bad news then. I’d like to introduce you to Lieutenant Junior Grade Y/n Y/l/n. One of the newest graduates from Starfleet Academy. She will be studying Bio-mimetic Gel.” Kirk pulls the third chair out and motions to Y/n to sit. “She’s not getting along so great with Bones and thought you two might get along better.”

And with that Kirk walks away. The three are quiet, Y/n sipping on her mint julep that She’s about half done with.

“Sorry, I didn’t know I’d be interrupting a conversation. You can act like I’m not here.” Y/n said just loud enough to be heard over the sound of Sara and a couple of ensigns poorly singing Africa on stage.

“Why did you decide to study Bio-mimetic Gel?” The question from Montmonery surprised Y/n.

“Oh, um, when I was younger, Bio-mimetic Gel saved my mother’s life while out on a five-year mission. Her ship shouldn’t have even had any onboard, but they had just commandeered some from a smuggling vessel. If they hadn’t found that ship when they did and the doctor on board willing to take the risk, my mother would be dead and I would never have been born. So, when I heard they were wanting to do more research into it to potentially make it a commonly used substance by Federation doctors, I jumped at the chance. Sorry, that’s probably a lot more information than you were asking for.” Y/n found herself rambling.

The Cheif engineer just shook his head slightly, finishing off his drink. “No, I asked, Lass. I rarely get full explanations of why someone joined Starfleet. It’s refreshing. I’ll be right back, I’m going to get a refill. Can I get you anything?”

“Yeah, Sure. I’ll take one of whatever you’re getting. Thank you, Montgomery.”

“Please, call me Scotty.” He said, before walking off towards the bar.

Keenser and Y/n sat in more silence as they finished their drinks waiting for Scotty to return. Peering towards the bar, Y/n notices Scotty being stopped by some ensigns to chat.

“So, how long have you been on the enterprise?” Y/n asks Keenser.

Keenser babbles in his native tongue something along the lines of “not very long.”

Y/n nods in acknowledgment, “very cool. Do you like it?”

Keenser simply nods as Scotty returns, placing a glass in front of Y/n.

“Thank you, Scotty.” Y/n smiles at the man now sitting across from them.

“No problem, Lass. This will unfortunately be my last drink for the night. Going to head up to the Enterprise tonight to get a head start on some undocking prep. Coming with Keenser?” Keenser huffed in response, Finishing his drink and hopping down from his chair.

“Oh, okay. Have a goodnight then. Don’t overwork yourself. It’s supposed to be a night off.” Y/n waves goodbye to Scotty and Keenser.

Almost as soon as they leave, their spots are taken by Sara and Pavel.

“Y/n! You HAVE to get up there and sing!” Sara’s words slur as she waves her arm towards the small stage in the bar.

“Yes, you should take her advice, Lieutenant,” Pavel smiles towards Y/n.

“No, I’m perfectly fine here. And call me Y/n, Pavel. When do you want to go home, Sara?” Y/n looks with a soft smile towards her friend. She isn’t feeling the alcohol as intensely as Sara but she assumes that’s because she’s had significantly fewer drinks than her friend.

Sara looks at Y/n like they’ve just committed the most heinous crime. “What do you mean you don’t want to go up and sing. You have the most beautiful voice! And I bet your dress would look stunning under those lights.” Sara leans further into Y/n, head now resting her head on her shoulder, and whispers, “You can sing that old Earth song you like so much.”

Y/n chuckles at her friend while shaking her head. “You’re going to have to get a lot more alcohol into me before I’m willing to sing in front of the whole crew.”

Before Y/n could finish talking, Pavel was already up and at the bar, ordering a double round of shots. After a couple of minutes, he returns with a tray of purple shots. The trio cheers the first round to their health and quickly follows it with another to their safety aboard the ship. The trio continues to drink and after about an hour, Y/n is successfully sloshed. Sara convinced Y/n and Pavel to sing Sara’s favorite song that her grandmother loved called ‘Shut Up and Dance’. This was not a song to sing well, but more to just yell the word to. They even got a few of the old crewmates to sing along. Y/n was having a blast and finally thought she couldn’t wait to be working with these people. A group of nurses went on next and sang some modern rock anthem.

Y/n cut themself and Sara off after that song and convinced Sara to drink some water and eat some more food. Both slowly started to sober up, Pavel never seemed very drunk though. People begin to leave back to their homes or hotels for the night. It was starting to get late. Y/n shivers.

“Are you cold, Y/n?” Pavel asks.

“A bit, but I’ll be fine.” Y/n smiles at the kind man.

“Um,” Pavel looks around and spots something on the back of Sara’s chair and grabs it, “put this on.”

‘Scotty’s jacket? When did he take that off?’ Y/n wonders to herself as she slides the jacket on. ‘I’m sure her wouldn’t mind. I’ll just bring it to him on the ship tomorrow.’

“Y/nnnnn, come ooon. Barely anyone is left and I got you drunk like you said I had to. Go sing a solo song.” Sara nudges Y/n elbow towards the stage again.

“Fine, but I’m not happy about it!” Y/n laughs, walking onto the stage after the current song ends.

Sitting on a stool on stage, Y/n adjusts the mic to her sitting height. ‘Take Me To Church’ starts playing.

***

Scotty left earlier than he had planned. But talking with the new science officer made him feel odd and he didn’t want to be rude so he lied about needing to work on the ship. She’s much too young for him he thought. She has her whole life of research ahead of them. He couldn’t be with someone who dressed so elegantly, he was a bumbling fool and could never compare. She didn’t need him, some old Scotsman pinning for her. So instead, he and Keenser walked around the surrounding area until they got tired. About an hour had passed when Scotty realized something.

“Keenser, where’s my jacket?”

Keenser looks at Scotty and responds in his native tongue, “you left it at the bar.”

“Damnit, why didn’t you say anything?” He huffs out, turning around to walk back to the bar and get his Jacket.

He had walked further than he realized from the bar and took him about half an hour to return. As he entered the front doors, he watched Y/n walk onto the stage with his jacket on. Confused, he walks up to Kirk who now sat alone at the bar.

“Y/n said you went back to the ship,” Kirk prodded at the engineer.

“Yeah, but I noticed I forgot my jacket.” Scotty’s accent was unmissable.

“I noticed.” Kirk glances knowingly at Y/n who has started singing on stage.

Most people continued to talk but a few people stopped to listen to Y/n sing. Sara and Pavel sat at their table swaying dramatically to the song. Sara even started waving her arms slowly above her head, causing Y/n to chuckle as she sang. Scotty became enraptured in Y/n singing and began swaying lightly to her voice.

On the last line, “Good God, let me give you my life,” Y/n makes eye contact with Scotty, making her instantly blush.

Hopping off the stage, Y/n shuffles towards him while taking off his jacket.

“Sorry, Pavel found your jacket. I planned on giving it to you tomorrow on the ship but I got cold and put it on. Sorry.” Y/n talked fast, face beet red while shoving the jacket into Scotty’s arms and running back towards Sara before he could get a word out.

“Thanks,” Scotty whispers under his breath, looking down at his jacket.

He slides his arms into it, still warm from Y/n wearing it. Her song had entranced him. It wasn’t a song he was familiar with, must be old. He doesn’t usually care for music, but he thought he would listen to music for hours if she was the one singing it. Scotty shook his head free of those thoughts. By the time he came back to reality, Y/n was gone.

“What are you thinking about, Scotty?” Kirk prodded.

“Nothing, Sir. Goodnight” Scotty straightened out his back before leaving the bar and walking to his hotel room.

***

“Sara, it’s time to go,” Y/n spoke quickly

“What? But I’m still having fun.” Sara huffed.

“Yeah, and we both need to be up and on the transport shuttles at 0700. Let’s go, Rockstar. Goodnight, Pavel, we’ll see you tomorrow.” Y/n pulled Sara to her feet and waved goodbye to Pavel.

The cool, damp air was refreshing on Y/n’s skin. The walk wasn’t long to their apartments, which Y/n was thankful for. She helped Sara into her apartment and bed, setting their friend’s alarm with plenty of time to get ready before going to her apartment to do the same. Y/n quickly fell asleep with oddly invading thoughts of one Montgomery Scott.

[duchesschameleon]

codependent idiots

an ajf playlist for @winterscaptain

hello tali! and everyone else reading this.

music is something incredibly important to me, as a musician and as someone who hates existing in silence. I always need something in the background. so, what better way to celebrate 100 ajf fics than with a playlist? tali, I am so incredibly proud of you for 100 ajf fics and so honored to have been part of the journey. and to be your friend. seeing the hard work that goes into this universe and how much you love it is just incredible. I cannot wait for what comes next and to see you continue to create and grow this universe that I love so, so much. you are amazing and wonderful and I love you to bits and pieces darling.

so without further ado, here’s the playlist: https://open.spotify.com/playlist/0RpXkdEbsdMqX6l5daBdaL?si=bae62e4556674c84

These songs make me think of ajf or just fit the universe - it’s not about one specific moment or one specific relationship, it’s ajf as whole. So I’ve included a little explanation for each song, considering there isn’t a cohesive sound.

paper rings - taylor swift

this one is pretty self explanatory. it’s a song about loving someone so much you don’t care how, when, or why you marry them. considering meraki, I think we can all agree this fits.

I will follow you into the dark - death cab for cutie

this is a song that screams going to the end of the line for someone. and we’ve seen time and time again (and I’ve referenced it in many a commentary) that aaron & mom lean on each other for everything. they are so reliant on each other for everything and I feel like this song captures it. 

be my baby - the ronettes 

another classic love song. and just the right amount of sweetness for aaron & mom I think. their love, to me, is a deep and everlasting love that endures and as we’ve seen in the fic, is filled with sweet moments between each other. and there’s a lot in this song about knowing you love someone from the start.

can’t keep on loving you from a distance - elliot yamin

this fits into berry hill/mean it ajf I think. it’s the yearning guys. it’s the not being able to love someone from afar anymore and wanting to do something about it. yeah I threw in a little angst, but this is one of my favorite songs. it’s good and it fits. it’s a crossroads.

die a happy man - thomas rhett

pretty self explanatory, listen to the lyrics. it's all about needing just the love of the person you love the most in this world. that is aaron and mom to a t. 

unforgettable - thomas rhett

okay an upbeat song! this one is not forgetting any detail from when you met the person you love. again, aaron and mom. also it’s one of my favorite thomas rhett songs. it’s about inevitability, knowing that you’ve found your person, and not forgetting a single thing about them. 

this will be (an everlasting love) - natalie cole

aaron always gives me classic song vibes, he likes the oldies and what he was raised on. this song is...it is happiness personified. it is happiness and joy in a song and you cannot convince me it wasn’t played at the wedding. 

make a life, not a living - brett kissel

okay so first off: brett kissel is an amazing canadian country artist whom I love dearly. this is his newest song and it was released just in time for this. this ENCAPSULATES ajf for me - this aaron that allows himself to live and love again, to have this happiness and joy. it’s all about making a life, and making a good one. this is ajf for me. 

between you and me - brett kissel

and this one is for all the 18+/nsfw moments. listen to the song and it's pretty self-explanatory. 

at last - etta james

it took them like 6 years (? I think) to get together and another 2.5 to get married. someone played this at the wedding and you cannot convince me otherwise. again, it goes to inevitability and how everyone was waiting for this to happen. we knew it was gonna happen, it was just a matter of when. so when it does happen, everyone’s screaming “AT LAST!”

kiss me - ed sheeran

okay this album came out in 2011, mean it happened in 2011...it fits. and this song screams mean it to me. that’s really all I have to say

give me love - ed sheeran

same reasoning as kiss me. I just couldn’t decide which one fit more. but they both work.

growin’ up - bruce springsteen

this song is less mom & aaron and more ajf in general. it’s rebellion and doing what you want - hello bau - and it’s just a great song about learning and growing up and doing things your way. also it’s me, there had to be springsteen on here somewhere

mary’s place - bruce springsteen

run with me on this one: you’re driving in the car with your family, people you love, and this song comes on. you can’t help but smile and sing along and it is happiness personified. this one is all about the vibes, not the lyrics or meaning of the song. this to me is a bit of a party starter and something that could play at every bau party. familiar faces, laughter, gathering people together….this is all about having a good time with people you love. 

we take care of our own - bruce springsteen

last springsteen song I promise. this one is similar to above, it’s all about a family and being there for one another. looking out for your own, looking out for each other. 

some day one day - queen

this is a great soft, sweet song talking about hope for mom & aaron. much like this is early in queen’s discography, it fits into the early years of ajf. 

you’re my best friend - queen

self explanatory. they are codependent, they rely on each other so much, they are best friends and lovers. it fits so well. and this song will always put a smile on my face.

another one bites the dust - queen

another unsub bites the dust because the bau is great at their jobs. and, this screams hotchner’s dancing around the kitchen or the living room. they seem like the kind of family to dance around and film each other for….no ulterior motive whatsoever (/sarcasm)

my wish - rascal flatts 

so this fits for the wedding vows BUT ALSO - during enough when aaron is thinking about how he’ll fit into reader’s life. he just wants them to have a good life, to find happiness. that is his wish for them. 

danger zone - kenny loggins

we all know the hotchner’s love top gun. they absolutely, unabashedly love this song and blast it for a dance party. 

landslide - fleetwood mac

maybe it’s because we sang this at my camp as a last night campfire song, but I can see this being a song sung to the littles to get them to settle down. the lyrics might not make total sense but it’s a bit of a vibe. 

this is it - scotty mccreery

it’s a great love song and I love it. it gives me ajf vibes for many reasons and many moments in the series

not alone - mcfly

OH ITS TIME FOR MY MCFLY SOAPBOX. mcfly is a band that yes, I mostly know because of the close geography of the internet and early 2010s british youtubers. they are a big band in the uk and they were in an early 2000s movie called just my luck with chris pine and lindsay lohan. I love the movie, I love mcfly. seriously, they are one of my favorite bands ever. not alone is a great song and one I think can be the background for many ajf scenes. and yes this is about to start a few mcfly songs on the playlist

I wanna hold you - mcfly

it’s just about being close and wanting to hold the person you love. how many times during ajf do we see mom & aaron with a hand on each other and reaching for one another? 

it’s all about you - mcfly

I tend to find this is the most well known mcfly song. it was written for one of the band members’ wife and it’s so good. and yes, again, it encapsulates the love aaron and mom have.

being alive - company

I kinda had the realization that this song screams aaron to me. that for so long he fought against his feelings and was almost content with being alone, with not having anyone. he sort of holds himself at arms length, like bobby does throughout company. and then at some point, there’s a switch. and he realizes that being alone is not the same as being alive and he wants to have someone to hold and someone to be alive with. and that’s what this song is about. 

louder than words - tick, tick, boom

there are so many times where aaron and mom just look at each other. they use their actions, their body language, and their eyes to communicate and forgo words. they don’t need words. and it’s not just with one another. it’s with jack and the littles and the whole team. actions truly do speak louder than words in this universe. 

always will - bright star 

it’s a mean it & mistletoe song. “we’re supposed to be/together it’s true/I’ve had my doubts/but not about you.” these lyrics SCREAM ajf and this is one of my favorite songs from bright star - WHICH IS AN UNDERRATED MUSICAL.

dirty little secret - all american rejects

okay so it’s never a dirty secret, but this fits in during the mean it arc. they’re so secretive and sneaking around. we needed one unhinged song here okay???

the power of love - huey lewis & the news

this is a song that fits the relationship, but is also something that could play in the hotchner house and get everyone singing and jamming. or could be played at dinner at uncle dave’s house to get everyone up and dancing on the flagstones.

sharp dressed man - zz top

it’s aaron hotchner. also, this is a song I can see aaron making his kids listen to (yes my dad made me listen to this a lot growing up)

I want to hold your hand - the beatles

yes we need a beatles song on here and yes this is one that always makes me think of ajf. there’s always some way people are touching - linking pinkies, holding hands, a finger through a belt loop, hands on the top of someone’s chair - touch and contact are important here so yes this is the requisite beatles song.

the heart never lies - mcfly

one more mcfly song. just listen to the lyrics and you’ll know why it’s one of my favorites. for as long as these two fought their feelings and denied them, the heart never lies. and their eyes can give it away.

[barnesandrogersfanfics]

Ocean Eyes - Part 6

I was stood in front of my mirror looking over my outfit choice, i wanted to keep it casual but dressy enough to be out on a Friday night! I already knew Hannah would show up in some ridiculously short dress or a too low cut top showing off her assets! The black wrap top i found in my closet was just low cut enough to tease but not slutty, i found my good jeans (that always made me feel good about myself) and finished my look with my black heals.

As i checked my hair and make up i couldn't help but feel nervous. It had been so long since i had been out like this. My social life was pretty non-exsistant since becoming a mom, even when i did go out with Hannah it was days out with Mason and Lucas. I grabbed my clutch from the dresser throwing in my lipstick and eyeliner incase i needed to freshen up my makeup throughout the evening and then headed downstairs.

"Mace, you ready to go?" I asked as i walked into the living room, i was dropping him at Hannah's mom's place and meeting her there.

"Yeah..... wow mom you look so pretty" he said smiling at me.

"Thank you baby" he was such a sweet kid, he made my heart melt!

I grabbed my leather jacket and Mason's  overnight bag and we were soon heading out to the car.

When we arrived at the bar we found a table in the back and got settled. Hannah was straight up at the bar ordering shots and vodka lemonade's while i held the table and kept a look out for Scott.

Hannah came back carrying a tray full of drinks with a huge grin on her face.

"These should last us a while"

"Jesus Han, you trying to kill me? You do realise i'll probably be wasted after two drinks!" I chuckled shaking my head.

"Thats what tonight is all about, we dont have to worry about the boys.... tonight we are free to drink and get wasted"

"Not gonna lie, i actually needed this"

"You've had a stressful few days babe, you've handled it like a pro. Im proud of you"

"Thanks" i smiled before throwing back a shot of whisky "wow.... that warms the chest" i coughed a little before laughing.

My cell lit up notifying me of a message from Scott telling me he was here, i told him where to find us and seconds later he was sliding into the seat next to me.

"Wow you look amazing honey!" He looked me up and down.

"Thank you Scott, Mason told me i looked pretty before we left.... i swear my heart melted"

"Awww thats so cute"

"Lucas didn't even notice i was going out" Hannah rolled her eyes before picking up another shot "Mason is such a sweetheart.... so observant to everything around him. My Luke? Im lucky if i can get him to talk to me at all when he's watching TV"

"He gets that from his dad Han, sounds exactly like Mike"

"God i hope not, i dont want him turning out like that asshole".

Scott disappeared to the bar (he was gone for ages) when he reappeared he was carrying a tray full of drinks.... some pretty pink glittery cocktails and more shots.

"Look how pretty these are!" he said loudly looking so happy with his drink choice, Hannah and i burst out laughing at how excited he was over the glittery drinks.

Id lost count of how many drinks we'd had by now, we had taken so many photo's and had even been dancing.... Scott had climbed up onto the table at one point until he nearly fell off.

"What about him? He looks cute.... and he keeps looking over here!" Scott pointed to a man near the bar, Hannah was already chatting to some guy she had taken a liking to.

"I think he's looking at you Scotty" i laughed.

"Who are you looking at?? Are we talking about the same person??"

"The blonde guy...."

"No! Im looking at him! The tall dark and handsome guy smouldering in the corner"

"His beautiful.... and so outta my league!" I laughed before taking a sip of my drink "i need to use the ladies room, i'll be back".

Heading back to our table once id finished in the ladies room i noticed Scott wasn't alone at our table anymore, Mr tall dark and handsome was sat with him along with another guy.

"Scott! You little shit" i muttered under my breath before giving him a false smile.

"Here she is! Gentleman this is my best friend Y/N.

Y/N this is Derek and Peter"

"Hi, its nice to meet you" Mr tall dark and handsome said with the most beautiful smile "i'm Derek"

"Hey, nice to meet you too"

"I invited them to join us for some drinks, more the merrier and all that" Scott looked at me smirking.

'Ruby's' was packed out when we got there just before 11pm, Derek and Peter had decided to join us as well as Hannah's new 'friend' who we found out was called Troy. Derek and Peter had gone to get a round of drinks in while Scott and I found a table. I kept seeing Scott texting someone, he'd been at it all night.

"Okay spill, who have you been texting all night? You gotta a new guy?" I asked loudly over the music wiggling my eyebrows at him before giggling....id had far too much to drink!

"No there's no new guy" he laughed.

"So who is it?"

"Um...."

"Please tell me its not your brother Scott"

"Of course it is..... i'm sorry"

"Checking up on you?"

"Yeah you know what his like, he wanted to come out too but i told him that would be weird. He is going to be picking me up though"

"Scott!" I moaned resting my head on the table and groaning "Im too drunk to deal with your brother"

"He will just be picking me up out front, you dont have to see him" he reached over and gave my hand a squeeze.

"Okay"

"Here we go, we come baring gifts" Peter announced placing a tray on the small table.

"Thank you guys" i smiled at them both "anyone see where Hannah went?"

"I think she left with that guy" Derek said "im sure it was her i saw leaving"

"Why am i not surprised! She always did this to me"

"Did what?"

"Beg me to go out with her for a girls night and then disappear with some random guy. You'd think she'd grow out of that by now" i laughed. Checking my phone i saw a message from her confirming that she had indeed left for the night.

"I think this is my last guys, i'm seeing two of everyone"

"We should do this again sometime, its aways nice to meet new friends" Scott said to Derek and Peter.

"Its been fun" i nodded in agreement.

We all exchanged numbers and then Scott came outside with me to call an Uber. As we walked outside we spotted Chris's car parked across the street.

"He's here already"

"You can go, i'll be okay on my own"

"No way! Im not leaving you alone out here" he said being extra dramatic.

Scott's phone rang and he showed me the screen with Chris's name.

"Hey..... no everything's fine y/n is just getting an Uber. Um.... okay hold on" he looked at me "Chris said he'll take you home"

"An Ubers fine...."

"Come on let us take you. Please? For me?"

"Fine" i threw my hands up sighing "lets go".

I let Scott get in the front with chris while i sat in the back.

"You guys have fun?" He asked as he pulled out on to the road.

"It was sooo good. You missed out" Scott said drunkenly looking at his brother with a grin.

"Well i wasn't invited"

"Oh god...." i muttered to myself rolling my eyes, i was too drunk for this. I let my head fall back and closed my eyes.... maybe i could just sleep until we reached my place.

I managed to fall asleep until my cell started ringing. I fumbled around in my clutch for the phone and answered without seeing who it was.

"Hello"

"Y/N its Sue" i heard Hannah's mom's voice come through, i instantly opened my eyes on full alert.

"Sue, is everything okay.... is Mace ok?"

"He's actually not feeling well, he's been sick and has a fever. Y/N he's just crying and asking for you"

"Shit, um okay.... christ why did i drink so much"

"Hey whats wrong with Mason?" Chris asked meeting my eyes in the rear view.

"He's been sick and has a fever, he keeps asking for me"

"We can go get him, just tell me where i gotta go".

"Sue we'll be there in 10 minutes" i told her after i gave Chris the address "okay, see you soon" i ended the call and let my head fall back against the headrest "fuck! How the hell am i supposed to look after Mason like this"

"I can help out, i dont mind" Chris spoke up "if you need me to stay and help with Mason....."

"Thats actually not an awful idea.... at least until i've sobered up a bit. God, this is why i dont go out getting wasted!"

"You couldn't have known he'd get sick"

"But i should've been there for him...." i was suddenly feeling guilty for not being there for my baby boy.

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