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The first TEN people to comment in this post get to request that I write a drabble/fic of any pairing/character of their choosing. In return, they have to post this in their journal, regardless of their ability level.
Fandoms: Star Trek, Highlander, Buffy, Firefly (you can name something else and I'll see what I can do....)
Power, Firefly/AOS
Of Head Wounds and Horses, LOTR/AOS
The Morals of Defying Physics, Firefly/AOS
Bad Ideas, Kirk/McCoy
Bad Odds and Sex Pollen, Cupid!Bones, God!Kirk
tocourtdisaster:The first TEN people to comment in this post get to request that I write a drabble/fic of any pairing/character of their choosing. In return, they have to post this in their journal, regardless of their ability level.
Fandoms: Star Trek, Highlander, Buffy, Firefly (you can name something else and I'll see what I can do....)
Power, Firefly/AOS
Of Head Wounds and Horses, LOTR/AOS
The Morals of Defying Physics, Firefly/AOS
Bad Ideas, Kirk/McCoy
Bad Odds and Sex Pollen, Cupid!Bones, God!Kirk
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Power
The Federation Operative is frowning, because he’s starting to realize this too. “And why exactly do you think you have a chance in hell of succeeding, Captain?” he asks. “You’re outnumbered, outgunned. You have a universe against you.” He stands up angrily. “Who the hell do you think you are?”
“I’m Captain James T. Kirk,” Jim answers, “and this is the crew of the Starship Enterprise.” He grins at the Operative. “And no power in the ‘verse can stop us.”
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STBB - Right the fuck now
Reboot City on the Edge of Forever - Soon
STBB Sequel - Later
Jim/Eomer porn - When I get around to it
Firefly xover - possibly never
Plus all the stuff that isn't on the list... But I can dream!
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This is awesome and I would LOVE to see the before and after of this, you know, if you were interested in exploring it. ;)
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*Kermit flail of joy*
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That is all.
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Of Head Wounds and Horses
Of course their shuttle crashed, and of course they lost most of their survival gear in the following explosion, and of course they're on a pre-warp world with what looks like a dozen heavily-armed natives on horseback coming straight at them at a dead-gallop.
“It’s okay, Bones, just follow my lead,” Jim says in that obnoxiously cheerful way only he could ever have, as the natives surround them with the tips of a dozen very-ugly looking spears pointed at them. Normally, Leonard would feel a bit better about Jim taking charge, but the man has an ugly head wound and probably a concussion, and so his captainly skills leave a lot to be desired right now.
Like diplomacy.
“Hi, guys. How’s it goin’?” Jim asks the man who is the leader of the group, judging from the tall crest of his helmet.
Yeah. They’re gonna die alright. Leonard makes his peace with this.
The natives talk in angry consternation for a few minutes. They don’t understand a word of it—the universal translator was one of the many, many casualties of the crash.
The leader of the men dismounts from his horse, head cocked to look at them curiously. He orders something, and the men shift, their spears no longer pointed directly at them.
He takes off his helmet, asking something, but Leonard is only half-listening, because this man could be his twin.
“Holy shit, Bones!” Jim says. “He looks just like you!”
Well yeah, if he had long hair, a beard, and hadn’t bathed in weeks.
The man repeats something in his incomprehensible language. He frowns as he realizes that they have no idea what he’s saying, then places a hand on his chest. “Éomer,” he says firmly. He gestures at the men around him. “Rohirrim.”
“Leonard McCoy,” Leonard says, echoing the gesture. “Jim Kirk,” he adds for Jim’s benefit, as the Captain is increasingly unsteady.
Éomer nods as if understanding, and whistles. A horse with no rider obediently trots forward, and Leonard realizes that this man means for them to mount it and follow them.
“I like horses, Bones,” Jim says. “Do you like horses?”
“Yeah, Jim,” Leonard says as he pulls the other man up in front of him on the horse. “I like them just fine.”
Hopefully Spock would get them out of this soon.
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BRB, need more caffeine.
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Crazy awesome, m'dear. :)
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I'd like to see something about Scotty - "I am to do some misbehaving" :D
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The Morals of Defying Physics
“I appreciate the theoretical underpinnings of your work, Cadet Scott,” Professor Chao says, “but really, after the incident with the dog—“ He grimaces in distaste, and says no more.
Given the choice between an icy outpost on the rim for the rest of his career or catching as catch can, Scotty tries his luck. This is how he’s on one of the border planets when he sees her.
She’s gorgeous. Beautiful. The most wonderful sight to ever make a man’s heart hurt with the want of her.
The redheaded girl seated in a lawn chair outside the ship is cute too.
“A real, honest-to-god Firefly-class ship. I havena seen one of these in years,” Scotty says to her in awe. “She’s gorgeous.”
The red-head beams at him. “It’s nice to get some appreciation for once,” she says. “Most folks don’t appreciate my baby, here. My name’s Kaylee,” she adds. “Wanna come see the engines?”
They spend several pleasant hours talking shop when there’s a comm.. “Kaylee,” a man’s voice says, “We gotta get outta here. Lock ‘er up, we’re movin’ on.”
“Capt’n,” Kaylee says hurriedly, “I kinda got comp’ny down here…”
There’s a pause. “He don’t mind fireworks does he?” says the man. “’Cause we’re about to dodge some.”
“Nae to worry, sir,” Scotty says into the comm cheerfully, “I’ve a bit of a checkered past meself. Ye let me stick around a bit, I’ll be happy to help.”
“He’s a hell of an engineer, Captain,” Kaylee adds.
“Alright then. What’s your name?” asks the Captain.
“Montgomery Scott. Scotty, sir.”
“Alrighty then, Scott. Do what Kaylee tells you. We mean to misbehave.”
Scotty grins at Kaylee. “Sounds like a grand time, sir,” he says. “Scotty out.”
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Alright then :D
YOU, my dear, are AWESOME for this! :D *dances round the room*
And Scotty noticing Serenity first! Yes!!! :D
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Eeeeeeeeeee!!!!! This was delightful!
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Thank you. ;_;
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Bad Ideas
“Explain, kid,” Leonard says, refraining from rolling his eyes. “I said ‘let’s fuck’ not ‘let’s having a meaningful relationship.’ I figured this was exactly your favorite kinda conversation.”
Jim makes a face at him. “Yeah, well, you thought wrong. Okay, man? Christ.”
Leonard frowns. “What are you sayin’, Jim?” Nothing. “Come on, talk to me.”
“I’m not like that, Bones, okay?” Jim says. He runs a hand through his short hair in frustration. “Maybe I used to be, but I’m not now. Okay?”
Leonard processes this. “So you do want a real relationship, is what you’re saying?”
Jim rolls his eyes. “Fuck off, Bones,” he says. “I’m not in the mood.”
“Jim. Stop.” Jim pauses, then looks at him, blue eyes wide. Leonard talks as gently as he can. “I want you, kid. Okay? Whatever that means. You want roses and champagne, I’ll do that. You want beer and pretzels, hell—kittens, puppies, rainbows, what the fuck ever. You let me know, and I’ll do it, okay? I want you Jim. Get that through your head.”
Jim stares at him. “Seriously, Bones?”
Leonard gives him a small smile. “I love you, Jim. Take what you want of it.”
Jim nods, and gives him a kiss that tastes like promise.
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Umm hmmm since you haven't seen doom. How about some Cupid!Bones. (Yeah I am blaming you and Gadge for my new love of that. You two broke me)
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Bad Odds and Sex Pollen
“Another Klingon Bird-of-Prey, Captain,” says Sulu.
“Easy as she goes, Demora,” Harriman says. They were outnumbered, outgunned. This was going to be brutal. “God help us,” he murmured to himself.
“Done!” Jim said. He grinned delightedly at Cupid, who rolled his eyes at him.
“Sir, we’re getting a signal from one of the Birds-of-Prey,” the communications officer reports. He sounds shocked. “It’s—it’s Kor. They’re offering aid!”
“This never gets old to you, does it?” Cupid asked, lips twitching upwards.
“Nope,” Jim answers.
Harriman exhales. “That brings us two to three—we have a fighting chance now.”
“I love being a God,” Jim says in satisfaction.
Cupid grins at that. “C’mon, you,” he says, “I’ve got some sex pollen I want to spread around Delta Centuris.”
“Sex pollen? Awesome.” Jim waggles his eyebrows suggestively. “I think we should test it first. Quality control and all.”
“Infant.” Cupid swats at Jim playfully as they teleport away, and if anyone on the Enterprise-B hears the sound of laughter, they don’t admit it.
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I loved it! Now where is the sex pollen testing
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Now I'm plotting how to bring her the Gone With the Wind side since as a good georgain he'd of been to at lest one revivle. Maybe of been it the Mr Ashly Wilks of Hammilton twin contest.
I need to find a GWtW Icon that can trekbooted.