I Like Your Sweater

I Like Your Sweater

TOS Leonard McCoy x gn!reader

⚠️: none I don’t think, just fluffy at the end

word count: 758

My alarm rang throughout my quarters, so I turned it off and rolled over. “It’ll go off again in ten” muttered angrily to myself. I was wrong or maybe I was right but I didn’t hear it, I don’t really know. What I do know is that it’s 9 AM and I am laaate, like the kind of late where I hopped out of bed and scrambled for any of the nearest clothes, most of which were on the floor and yesterday’s or older. Just as I was hopping about, trying to get my other leg in my pants while also brushing my teeth, Scotty’s face popped up on the video communicator. Thunk I fell over backwards, I was hoping that maybe no one, or at least no one important, would notice that I was late. I could hear Scotty’s laughter radiating from the communicator. “I see you’re already getting ready!” He belowed between fits of laughter. “Yes, why do you call?” I inquired rather loudly as I was still on the floor trying to get my pants the rest of the way on. “I just wanted to let you know that when you do finally get down to engineering, we’re having our monthly meeting to assign projects” Scotty informed while attempting to hide more chuckling. (I dunno, I just made up something important) That was today?!? “Are you kidding?!?” I popped up with my pants finally all the way on to look at Scotty. “Nope, serious as a heart attack” He deadpanned. “Fine, fine, I’ll be there!” I shouted as I dived back down to find my toothbrush in this mess. “You’ve got eight minutes, see you there!” Scotty singsonged before hanging up. Eight minutes, so really I’ve got five minutes and enough time to take the turbo lift down, and not miss anything but basic introduction. Why is it so cold in here? I know I’ve got bigger fish to fry at the moment, but I’ve gotta have a uniform sweater around here somewhere. “Bingo!” I swiped the sweater off the floor and put it on. I didn’t have time for a shower, so I did the next best thing and used a handful of water to smooth out the top of my hair and put on deodorant. I run for the turbo lift. “Morning Chekov!” I shout as I run. I get into the turbo lift and pant out engineering. I’m so grateful that it was open and I didn’t have to use the stairs. Once off the lift I run into the conference rooms in engineering, there are six of them and Scotty didn’t actually say which once we were in this morning. I started to just randomly pop my head into other meetings, fifth time’s the charm I guess because we were in room five. I slipped in and tried to sit without being noticed, but the door slammed behind me. Suddenly everyone was giving me various degrees of judgemental looks. “What?” I ask in irritation, “Nothing, you just late” Scotty reassured while glowering at all the other engineering personnel. The meeting was long and slow, the only thing I learned was that despite previous mistakes I was still working in the engine core. I had nothing else to do unless something got broken so I headed down to the medbay to see what was up with my favourite CMO. The whole way there I kept getting looks, was my hair really that bad? I thought about this and automatically ran a hand over my hair. News travels fast around here, maybe they just all know I was late, I can’t have been the only person who was late today though. I walked on into the medbay to find Leonard at his desk. Must be the luckier part of my day, he’s usually being dragged around the medbay if not the whole ship for various emergencies. “Hiya, Len!” I call to him as I make my way over. He turns to look at me and whatever he was about to say dies on his lips. “I like your sweater, darlin” he says in a slightly mocking tone. “It’s just a uniform sweater” I tell him, “Yeah, but whose uniform?” He questions, crossing his arms and eyeing the sweater. I finally look down and much to my near horror, I see a medical officer’s sweater over my engineering shirt. “Don’t worry bout it darlin. It looks better on you anyway” Leonard compliments me as he gestures me over for a hug and a kiss.

I Wanna Hear You Sing

Spock x gn!reader

⚠️: none that I can think of

word count: 372

Follow your star let it guide youits been there for millions of years I sauntered into Spock’s quarters and the shower was running. That’s alright, I’ll wait for him. Its light will shine longer truer and stronger I think I can hear Spock talking to himself, not really something I would think of him as doing, but I guess he is the only person here who thinks like he does. I consider this as I lay down on the couch. The water stopped and I could hear him more clearly now. Than all of your worries and fears follow your starlet it lead you Spock is singing, I didn’t know he could or that he liked to, but he’s really good at it, I wonder why he doesn’t sing when he plays harp. He walks out of the bathroom, still wet and now in his pyjamas. it’s older and wiser than time it’s- He looks up to see me on the couch and stops mid verse. “Oh, hello, Y/N” Spock murmurs, now tinted a light shade of green. “Please don’t stop, I wanna hear you sing. It sounded so pretty” I plead with him, I can see him giving in and he comes to sit on the couch with me. It’s there to inspire your hopes to aim higherthan any old mountain you climb He moves me so that my head is in his lap and begins to rub my shoulder. fools follow rainbows but rainbows disappearwhen the sun warms the earthand the sky grows clear Spock looks down at me briefly before softly pressing a hand to my face and rubbing my cheek with his thumb. fools follow daydreams that soon will be gonebut that faithful old starjust shines on and on I look up at him in pure adoration, I’ve never heard anyone sing like this. follow your star let it show you that troubles seem worse than they are never think of them you’ll rise above them if you just follow your star follow follow your star “Now I believe it’s time for bed, T’hy’la” Spock uttered as he began to guide me to bed with a hand on my lower back.

Sleepy soft 😴🥰

Any Chance?

Leonard McCoy x gn!reader

⚠️: umm, there’s almost a mugging 🤷‍♀️

Word count: 485

It was a beautiful night really. The stars were shining brightly, there was a beautifully soft breeze, and the moon was reflected on the water. A stunning night out on shore leave with Leonard. Unfortunately, I could never seem to have anything nice for more than a few moments. We were walking across a bridge when a Klingon ran up to us, phaser in hand, and demanded our money. “Right, cause that’s gonna happen” I muttered to myself as I decked the guy. I really have no idea what came over me, I mean the man had a phaser for Christ’s sake. And what do I do? I take one of the biggest risks of my life and hope I land a good enough hit to knock him out. It must be my lucky night because he went down hard. I can feel Leonard staring, I look over to see him standing stock still, his mouth wide open. “Don’t do that, you’ll catch flies” I tell him. “You don’t get to tell me what not to do, you just clocked a Klingon who had a phaser pointed at you!” He whisper yelled at me. We walked in shocked silence for a few moments. Suddenly Leonard stopped, I turned back to look at him, “I’m not sure if I wanna kiss you or push you over” Leonard let slip plainly, taking a quick glance over the side of the bridge. “Is there any chance I get to pick?” I asked hopefully, with what I hoped was a pleading look in my eyes. “Not even a snowball’s chance in hell” he continued to walk, “you’re not even gonna tell me which you’re picking?!?” I was startled to say the least, though fairly certain he wouldn’t push me over because he knew he’d have to retrieve me. It wasn’t long before the sun began to rise, Leonard stopped again, this time turning to me. He pulled me in by the waist “I guess I’ll kiss you” he whispered before he gently put his lips to mine. He was soft and warm as he worked his hands up my sides and began kneading the flesh there. Much to my dismay I was suddenly falling backwards “What was that for?!?” I called up to him once I hit the water, “why should I limit myself, darlin?” He boasted. “What if I couldn’t swim?!” I whined up to him, “But I know you can” he retorted as he came down to the bank of the river to pull me out. “You owe me so many hugs” I told him through chattering teeth. “I can do that” Leonard sounded pleased as punch with himself. “Starting now” I warned just before wrapping my arms around him and giggling. “Gah! Darlin, you’re all wet! Was that necessary?!?” Leonard exclaimed, “shouldn’t have pushed me in if you weren’t prepared for the consequences” I stated simply.

I also don’t like TNG, but it’s not because it’s bad, it’s because I grew up watching TOS and only watching TNG when it was time for bed. Basically TNG puts me to sleep because I associate it with being tucked away for bed

#502

"I think of all the Old Trek (I'm counting from TOS to ENT) TNG is actually the one I enjoyed the least. I genuinely found it the most boring of all. The characters weren't nearly as enjoyable as the other shows. Even VOY was better."

Kirk: “Mister Spock, meet me in my ready room”

Spock: *blushes bright green*

theyre flirting in their special code your honor

TOS headcanon

prompt: would it be too cliche if we matched clothes a little?

x masc!reader images this time

Spock

Yes, yes it would be

He’ll still do it if it’ll make you happy

but he’s gonna ask you a bunch of questions about it while you show him possible outfits.

You’re lucky you’re on shore leave otherwise he would say no, just for the sake of professionalism

Kirk

NO!

Do it, show him all the options!

after this it’ll probably become a regular thing

is bouncing up and down the whole time

he loves it even more because it gives him an excuse to be extra clingy

won’t leave your side because “without you the outfit doesn’t make sense”

Bones

heavy sigh

yeah fine, but only because you look so excited about it

if you weren’t on shore leave he would never agree to it

mutters under his breath about how ridiculous this is the whole time

secretly loves it, which becomes not so secret when he says “I get to pick next time”

Obviously Bones wears the one that says Mr. Always Right