TOS Headcanon

TOS headcanon

How they react to you wearing their clothes

💛Jim💛

Stunned speechless, for once

When he does gather his thoughts again he’s all over you

“You look better in my clothes than I do” whispered while laying kisses all over your face

In all honesty he might have to take it off you later ;)

Almost annoying because he seriously will not leave you alone now.

💙Bones💙

Briefly glances up from paperwork

Goes back to what he’s doing

10,000% double take

Might not say anything, but definitely spends a lot of time just admiring you when he catches sight of you throughout the day

At some point there’s also probably a moment of realisation: “So this is where my clothes have been going”

💚Spock💚

You might actually have given him a heart attack

He’s turning the brightest shade of green as soon as he sees you

if you didn’t know any better you might almost mistake him for sick

Can’t tell if he should tell you because maybe you don’t know or be flattered because maybe you do know

Idea from here

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The Things We Do For The Fleet

Chapter Eleven: An Evening To Forget

💙Eventual Leonard McCoy x fem!reader💙

⚠️: talking with mouth full (does it need to be a warning? Maybe not, but it bothers me 🤢)

word count: 1,681

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As Y/N entered Miles’ quarters she was greeted by the smell of something quite burnt, but not hot.

“I made spaghetti for dinner and a cake for dessert,” Miles said, standing a bit straighter and beaming, Y/N just smiled politely and tried not to say anything about whatever had scorched.

“Sounds delightful,” Y/N complimented as she took a seat at the dining table. She looked around the place to find it all rather sort of cluttered and in disarray.

I’m sure Leonard knows how to cook, though I’m not sure why I think that, Y/N found herself zoning out until a plate of… interesting looking spaghetti was set in front of her.

“Oh thank you,” She lilted as she sat up straighter to take a good look at the plate. It doesn’t look… terrible, Y/N tried to reason herself into taking her first bite. She swirled some of the spaghetti onto her fork, steeling her nerves, Y/N got it over with and took her first bite.

“Mmm,” Y/N smiled widely, overcompensating for the feeling of bile rising in the back of her throat at the strange aftertaste.

“You like?” Miles asked with a proud smile as he ate his own. Does he think this is what spaghetti is supposed to taste like?!?, Y/N couldn’t help but think in a small state of shock.

“Oh, yeah, this is great,” She falsely assured Miles.

“Then do you wanna take the leftovers, these are honestly sometimes even better the next day,” Miles offered as he shovelled more food into his mouth.

“Oh no, I couldn’t that would be too kind,” Y/N tried desperately to worm her way out of wasting so much food without sounding impolite.

“No, I insist, it’s the least I could do,” Miles pushed, “It’s really fine, I can make more for myself anytime,” he tried to reassure her.

“Well, if you insist,” She smiled kindly at him and tried not to picture herself throwing away such a large amount of leftovers.

“Good, I’m glad,” Miles said as he finished off the last of his own plate, meanwhile Y/N was still looking at most of her’s.

She quickly did her best to down the rest. Y/N smiled brightly at Miles as she swallowed the last bites of her food.

“Did you want more?” He asked as he served himself out another helping.

“Oh no, I couldn’t eat another bite.” Y/N said as she put a hand over her chest.

“Then I guess you’ll have to take your cake along with you too,” Miles said as he looked back into the kitchen at the cake he had evidently made.

It now occurred to Y/N that they just ate all of dinner together and still hadn’t said anything actually meaningful to each other.

“So,” Y/N began, “Do you like working in the medbay?” She asked, trying to stir up some kind of interesting conversation.

“Oh, yeah, it’s really nice to help people, even if it’s really just my job to remind people of their regular check ups,” Miles answered her through a mouthful of food.

Oh, good, see-food, Y/N thought as she smiled as nicely as possible while trying to un-pinch her brows.

“What about you, what do you do?” Miles asked with a hand over his mouth as he tried not to choke on his food.

“I uh, I work in botany,” Y/N answered quite simply as she tried to look anywhere but at the man across the table who seemed to rather enjoy displaying his food as he ate it.

“Do you enjoy doing that?” Miles asked without any food in his mouth this time.

“It’s very quiet, I like the plants. Although it’s really a shame because I’ve never really been able to keep plants alive for very long,” Y/N smiled softly to herself. I wonder if Len can keep plants, probably not, but maybe, she found herself inexplicably thinking, she shook the thought away and looked back to Miles.

Leonard sat in his little corner of the couch very nearly dozing off as he attempted to continue reading.

“Maybe it’s best if I give up on this for now,” He said to himself and put the book down on the coffee table before he could ruin the pages by sleeping on them.

He looked up to check the time, it was only 9:00. Leonard got up and stretched out while looking up at the clock still. He really had thought about going to bed, but for some reason found himself pacing around before going back to the book instead.

It wasn’t too long before the door slid open and revealed Y/N, looking exhausted and holding a large container. Leonard opened his mouth to speak, but Y/N put a finger to her lips before letting the door close behind her.

Once the door closed all the way Y/N looked at him and nodded. Leonard looked over at the clock, “It’s not even ten o’clock yet, what kind of a date was that?” Leonard asked with a raised eyebrow.

By nine o’clock they had run out of, quite honestly, meaningless things to say to each other and by 9:30 they were standing in front of Y/N’s door again.

“I had a really nice time this evening,” Miles said as he looked down at Y/N with that certain glimmer in his eyes, one Y/N was all too familiar with, one that friends had described to her time and time again.

He’s kidding, right?, she couldn’t but think as Miles leaned in, this evening had not been Y/N’s version of ideal.

“I had a nice time too,” Y/N smiled lightly.

“Good,” Miles said as he finally leaned down all the way to kiss her.

His lips met hers, Y/N couldn’t help but feel disappointed, it wasn’t by any means a bad kiss, it just most certainly wasn’t the kiss. It wasn’t the one in movies with the sparks and the fireworks and the music coming to a swell. This was just dull contact, Y/N pulled away and licked her lips.

“I’ll call you tomorrow or something,” Miles offered with a smile as he continued gazing down at her in a haze.

“Okay,” Y/N said, almost certain that she did not intend to answer that call.

“Well, umm, goodnight,” Y/N said as she turned away to enter her quarters.

Leonard was sitting on the couch with the same book he had when she left. He opened his mouth to speak, but she motioned for him not to say anything yet. Once the door slid closed she nodded to Leonard and made her way into the kitchen.

“It’s not even ten o’clock yet, what kind of a date was that?” Leonard asked as he stood to see what exactly Y/N was carrying. “And what have you got there anyhow?” He asked, eying the tupperware.

“A bad one and you don’t want any,” Y/N said, her usual charming glee had seeped out of her person at this hour it had seemed.

She turned away and opened up the garbage can, tossing the whole box in without a second thought.

“That bad huh?” Leonard asked as he watched the lid on the garbage bin close again.

“That bad and worse,” She said as she plopped down on the couch. Leonard came to sit down next to her, taking her legs into his lap.

Y/N looked to him briefly with a blush painting her cheeks as warmth filled her body. She felt giddy, this was what she thought she was meant to feel when Miles kissed her and all Leonard had done was touch her legs.

“You wanna talk about it or would you rather not relive the evening?” Leonard asked lightly as he began taking off Y/N’s shoes and gently pressing his fingers into her ankles.

“Sums up to bad cook and see-food,” she pointed at her mouth as she said the latter, opting to avoid talking about the kiss, “And he quite honestly wasn’t all that interesting, nice just maybe not my type if I even have one,” Y/N explained, she could feel herself flush with embarrassment when she realised that she had said too much.

“Well, that just means you’ll have to try again,” Leonard said as he looked over to her to see that she was paying attention.

“I guess you’re right,” Y/N agreed, looking down at the floor, “but for now I’d like to sleep,” she whispered as she looked up at Leonard.

“Sounds good to me,” he said and gently patted her leg, indicating that she should move them now.

She quickly pulled her legs away and went to put on her pyjamas. When Y/N came out of the bathroom Leonard had already settled into his side of the bed. Y/N stood silently in the doorway for a moment.

Leonard saw her out of the corner of his eyes, he turned his head to look at her fully, “If you changed your mind I can always go sleep on the couch,” he said as he began peeling the cover back.

“Oh no, that’s fine,” Y/N said and got into her side of the bed.

As Y/N tried to settle herself on the very edge of the bed, Leonard studied her motions for a bit before he spoke up, “Ya know you’re allowed to take up space in your own bed,” he said and took a leap. 

Reaching for Y/N’s wrist, he pulled her closer to the middle of the bed. “Oh,” Y/N started, “You’re very warm,” she commented, she could feel the heat radiating from his body even once he retracted his hand.

“Eh, I run a little on the warm side,” He said, rolling to face away and turn out the light. “Night,” Leonard said from within the darkness.

“Goodnight,” Y/N replied before she got comfortable again.

I don’t know anymore!! I’m writing it and I’m like “do they kiss yet?!?” Wrote this and went “Nooooo!”

I was going to say “If chivalry is dead, then what about Henry Clerval?” before remembering that chivalry is in fact dead. ;-;

Just Us and The Music

💛James Kirk x gn!reader💛

⚠️: intimations of less savoury things if you squint.

Word count: 385

The evening had drawn on in the usual way of these all too frequent professional dinners. There was talk of alliances, political dealings, who had started a war with who else, and if you happened to end up in the wrong corner of the rooms there was talk of exotic (to be polite) women.

All in all, Y/N was wishing for it never to happen again, unfortunately they knew that holding these dinners, sometimes aboard the Enterprise and sometimes attending them elsewhere, was all part of keeping the peace.

But damn, was keeping the peace boring as hell when it wasn’t down right disturbing. There were certain people that Y/N remembered from other business soirees, people that they knew better than to interact with more than mandatory formalities at the door.

The only thing that seemed to set this event apart from the rest was dancing, after dinner was served there was a ball room reserved for the guests to dance in. As Kirk guided Y/N into the ball room for the only part of the evening they had truly been interested in, they looked around the dimly lit room with a live band playing an odd kind of music that Y/N wasn’t familiar with.

Apparently Jim was rather well versed in this music, “Oh this one’s good for dancing to,” He whispered to Y/N and pulled them further into the room. When they got to the middle of the floor Kirk gave them a twirl and smiled at the way the movement worked down Y/N’s body, the first time this evening that they looked as though they were really enjoying themselves.

“Maybe we could just do this for the rest of the night?” Y/N asked softly as they wrapped their arms around Jim to continue dancing.

“Mmm, maybe,” Jim thought out loud, “But then again we do have to sleep sometime, and we do have to get back-” He was cut off as Y/N put a finger to his lips.

‘Shhh’ they mimed, “No more, just us and the music,” Y/N looked at Kirk with a mischievous smile.

Jim smiled and shook his head good naturedly, “You win this one, love,” Kirk said and kissed Y/N softly on the cheek before twirling them again.

Is it too much to want this?

TOS headcanon

How they react to seeing you naked for the first time

(already in a relationship)

💛Jim💛

😳

“SORRY!”

puts his hand over his eyes and turns around so fast he hits the doorway.

”Are you okay?!?”

“Yeah, fine, I’ll be out now”

seriously runs out

will not stop apologising to you later

💙Bones💙

Definitely takes a peek before turning back to leave

“Nice legs”

will apologise later if you tell him it bothered you

mostly unphased

Spock

Light blush

“I deeply apologise for any discomfort I may have caused”

simply walks away

definitely knocks more after this