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mlm-writer · 3 months

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Chocolate Milk (GN!Reader)

Pairing: Spock (AOS) x Gender Neutral Ensign Reader (platonic) Rating: General Audience Words: 1320 POV: Second Summary: Your childhood trauma left you near-emotionless. While most find it unsettling, there are some crew members appreciating you just the way you are. Note: Trauma not described, reader's physical traits also not described. I want to say ft. my OC, but he is deadass more present than Spock in this so ft. Spock I guess. Tags: mentioned trauma, platonic/professional appreciation, Ensign Michael Gabe the empath, alcohol mentions but no consumption, red alert and Kirk & Bones have a cameo

One moment the white hallways were too bright for the early hour and the next they were bathed in crimson. ‘Red Alert again?’ You wondered as you broke into a sprint. Red Alert happened at least once a month with captain Kirk looking for trouble left and right, but as far as times of crisis went, you had experienced far more distressing situations in your youth. At least, they felt more distressing as a child still figuring out who you are and why you were put into a world that was described as a utopia and yet so so full of suffering.

You arrived at your station not a moment too soon. You were gasping for air, just like your colleagues at the stations adjacent to you. Michael’s fingers trembled with every jolt of the ship. “Ensign Gabe, we need a read on their defences. Any weak spot would be appreciated,” the captain urged the man next to you. His blond hair started sticking to his forehead as he calibrated the scanners to adjust for the shields. You focused on your own task, but from the corners of your vision, you could see Michael making mistakes that were uncharacteristic to his intelligence.

You placed a hand on his shoulder. “Michael, deep breaths. You got this.” You spoke softly to him, trying to make sure he was the only one hearing your reassurance. You felt him inhale deeply, holding the air for a few seconds and then releasing it evenly. You were aware the empath could feel everyone's distress. With the physical contact you hoped your calmness stood out in the ocean of unease. The blond muttered a brief expression of gratitude. You occasionally touched his shoulder again, trying to focus his gifts on you so he could stay level-headed. Sure, you could die today, but you knew your task like the back of your hand and you knew Michael did as well, in spite of his nerves giving the wrong idea and his abilities nearly crippling him.

Things looked dire for a second, but hardly an hour later, you were at warp 4 en route to a space station for repairs. You stayed at your station monitoring repairs to the systems, while Michael left to get a ‘stiff drink’ as he called it. He could probably use it. You noticed how even lieutenant Chua seemed tense as he checked upon the injured on the bridge, calling over the CMO when he thought they might need a trip to sick bay. You watched how he carried the yeoman with a possible broken leg out to the turbolifts. “Ensign?” You realised you had been daydreaming a little. You whipped your head around, worried the SIC was about to scold you.

“Yes, commander?” Spock was the ever-intimidating presence on the bridge. Very little scared you, but the idea of disappointing your superiors and commander Spock particularly “All repairs are going as expected. We will make it to Sindku station in three hours at our current velocity.” You added your status report after a short pause, hoping that was what commander Spock wanted to hear.

He did not seem pleased with the answer. Some people would argue there was not a single expression to read on that half-Vulcan face, but you would disagree. You knew the subtle changes too well, have seen them in the mirror plenty of times to recognise them on another. You watched his thought progress, then breathed out a small sigh of relief when Spock seemed to have calculated his next words. “I am aware you have been called to duty during your leisure time. I will assign an on-duty officer to relieve you shortly.” You gave him a curt nod of comprehension. He then left.

And just as foretold, on-duty officers arrived to relieve the bridge staff that had their leisure time interrupted by the red alert. You decided to check on Michael. He was in the lounge, as expected. You had expected him to be drinking alcohol, but spotted him with a big glass of chocolate milk. “Is that your stiff drink?” You greeted him with those words when you stood next to him.

Michael looked up at you, a friendly smile plastered on his face. “What can I say? I prefer calories over alcohol.” He raised his half-empty glass as if he was toasting. “By the way, thanks for getting me through that red alert today. I…” he let out a breathy chuckle, “I really don’t get how you can always keep your cool, but I’m really glad to have someone like you around when all I am feeling from everyone else is the looming dread of death.” You gave him a nod and patted him on the back.

What you wanted to say was ‘you’re welcome, it’s the trauma’, but those jokes have not been funny since the early 21st century, so you opted for a more modern response. “We all have our virtues.” Michael raised his glass again, as if saying ‘I’ll drink to that’. You decided to join him with a chocolate milk of your own. Michael always knew how to get the small talk going. He started off with the latest gossip, then asked your opinion on a personal or a ship matter and after some time, you always ended up talking mathematics. You seemed like total opposites at the bar, one person emoting like a cartoon character, the other virtually a statue. If Michael was not an empath, he would probably assume you never felt a thing in your life, just like everyone else.

The doors behind you slid open and you noticed the surprise on Michael’s face. He tried to hide it, but was doing a piss poor job at it. You turned to see what got him worked up, only to see commander Spock waltz in. The man was only here when he wished to speak to someone privately and he was heading straight for your chocolate milk hang out. Michael whispered he was worried Spock noticed his small panic today, but then you were the one requested to follow him to a less populated corner of the lounge.

You had no idea what you did, but you left your chocolate milk at the bar and joined Spock near the windows. “I meant to say this on the bridge, but it seemed inappropriate with the company present,” Spock started. You hummed, eyes locked together like you were having a stare-down. “I would like to commemorate you for your attitude during crisis response, both on the bridge as we have seen today and in the field as we have seen last week on Unico IV. I will put in a request to have you promoted to lieutenant junior grade. Should you remain equally level headed with more responsibilities thrust upon you, I believe you will, in time, make an excellent captain.”

You were quiet for a moment, trying to take in the unexpected compliments. “Thank you, sir.” It was all you could really say. Spock responded with a polite nod and then made his leave. You blinked as you stood there momentarily. When you were ready, you returned to Michael at the bar. He was chatting up one of the red shirts again, the ever sucker for muscular men. When he saw you though, he slipped off his seat, taking the two glasses with him.

“What did he say?” Michael asked as soon as he was in front of you, handing you your leftover chocolate milk. You paraphrased Spock’s words, leaving Michael gasping and squealing. “That is so amazing! Slay mama!” He somehow managed to make air come out of your nose at a high velocity. You tapped your glasses together. He seemed happier than you, but you let him celebrate for you. Captain? You? You could hardly imagine it right now. Meanwhile Michael was already planning on being your SIC.

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allzelemonz · 2 years

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Calculations Were Off: Spock X Male Reader

Prompt: Kinktober Day 15: Mating Cycles/In Heat Pronouns: None mentioned Physical Sex: AMAB Rating: E/Smut Warnings: Pon Farr, Spock having an animalistic drive, multiple orgasms, () used for custom name and rank, verbal consent is sexy, top Spock, bottom, Reader Summary: Spock has been careful to keep track of his Pon Farr, but it still snuck up on him before you could have your first time as a couple. Now Spock has to ask something very intimate of you.

The Vulcan practice of Pon Farr is a topic of secrecy for the sake of decency and composure. Many in the galaxy don’t have any idea what Vulcans evolved from before their era of logic. Being a human in a relationship with a Vulcan, this knowledge came as a surprise to you. When you try to picture Spock in such a state it seems almost unnatural. Your relationship is a newer one, and Spock has expressed that it is only logical to enter a sexual situaiton prior to the intensity Pon Farr will bring.

Unfortunately you’ve run out of time.

It came on quickly. While Spock had anticipated its arrival, he did not know it would be now-- in the middle of an away mission. The feeling overtakes him with more strength than it ever had before. Likely due to your proximity as you both look over the flora in front of you. His heart rate increases and something about your hands running over the petals of flowers is suddenly erotic. Even the way your wrist peeks out from your uniform sleeve brings something over him. The train of logic has been derailed.

You notice his change in composure, but Spock is the type that would say what is bothering him if it really mattered. It isn’t long before there’s a chirp from his communicator and he exchanges words with the Captain. Nothing out of the ordinary for an away mission. But this time Spock signs off after an unusual request.

“Request permission for (rank) (y/l/n) to take our leave early, Captain.”

There’s a pause before Kirk replies in the affirmative. Spock is quick to order a beam up despite your puzzled face. You’ve learned not to question most of the things going on around Spock, but an early leave is odd even for him. He takes no time to speak with Scotty when you arrive back on the Enterprise. His priority seems very clear to him and he expects you to follow.

He stops briefly at the door to your quarters as it opens for him. When you follow him in he waits for the door to close behind you, his arms clasped behind his back.

“What’s all this about, Spock?” You ask.

He closes his eyes for a moment as he takes a deep breath. “Do you recall our conversation about Vulcan biology that transpired a few weeks ago?”

“Oh.”

Your breath hitches a bit as Spock shifts his weight on his feet. He’s nervous, possibly as nervous as you.

“I understand this is not what you agreed to, but given our current location I fear there are not many options.”

“No, I, uh, I understand, Spock.” Your eyes dart all over his figure. “It may not be what we planned, but I’m happy to help.”

You flex your fingers at your sides, fidgeting from the nerves. Spock seems to notice the movement as he shifts his weight again.

“With your permission…” Spock begins, but finds himself a bit lost on the words.

“Do what you need to do.”

Spock takes your words to heart, bringing himself closer. His hand finds yours and you form your fingers the way you know Vulcans do. His gaze is on your hands as they meet in the small gap between your chests. His fingers glide over yours in a way that even you as a human find erotic. There is something in his eyes that hints at the turmoil inside as they move wildly over your hands.

You slowly reach out, placing a gentle hand on his hip to bring him closer. His legs oblige and take the single step to close the gap between you. Your intertwined hands fall to your sides, still connected in what is now an intense Vulcan kiss. Your other hand grips lightly onto his waistband to keep him in place as you connect your lips.

Spock’s reaction is more than positive. He cups your cheek with his free hand and slowly brings you with him as he takes steps towards the bed. He moves until your knees bend from your legs running into the edge. His lips and hands never leave you as he leans down to accommodate your sitting position. You lead Spock further back onto the bed until he hovers above you, as his body weight leans into you the distinct feeling of his hardened dick is against your thigh.

The friction awakens something in Spock and his hands move to focus on undressing as fast as possible. You follow his lead, starting with your shirt. Before you can get to your pants, a now shirtless Spock begins to pull them down. His hands brush over your dick and you take a sharp inhale at the contact. He doesn’t stop until you’re both completely without clothes, even then his mind is one-tracked.

The drive within him pushes him for release and he positions himself to reach it. His dick pushes into you with one swift moves and you hold the Vulcan close as the pain subsides and he starts to fuck you out of pure instict. The thrusts are fast and unrelenting as your skin grows completely hot and sweat forms on Spock’s brow. It isn’t long before a wave of pleasure comes over you and, for a moment, you feel nothing but the high that comes with it. Spock’s intense fucking is making your head spin and he’s still going. There’s a twitch as he cums, but he’s still hard and the drive isn’t yet satisfied.

Spock continues like this, giving as much as you can take, thrusting into you until he feels some relief from the intense Vulcan drive. His breath is heavy as he releases and his dick finally goes soft. His hair clings to his forehead from the sweat and his face is flushed a deep green.

Your hand finds his as he pulls out and falls into the bed beside you. He seems just as spent as you, but his fingers still manage to dance along yours as you drift into sleep.

#spock #spock x reader #spock x male reader #star trek #star trek x reader #star trek x male reader #x reader #x male reader #kinktober #kinktober 2022 #pon farr

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all-for-the-simps · 1 year

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“I Can’t Sleep”- Harry Kim x male reader

Star Trek: Voyager

{ONESHOT}

Word count: 1100 Trope: Established relationship, domestic bliss, slice of life, comfort, fluff Pronouns: He/him Context: You’re an Ensign on Voyager… also it’s not completely canon… I guess. A/N: I think there should be more x male reader fics for Harry Kim because man, is he very bisexual-coded– But also because he also deserves a bit more love. 🚫female-aligned people DNI🚫

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The stars shone brightly through the windows, the faraway dots glowing as they shot passed– I can’t do this anymore. These fancy descriptions will never capture how bright the stars shone. They were practically blinding you as you tried to get at least a little sleep. You tossed and turned in bed for hours, hoping to finally settle down. You sadly couldn’t, however. You just ended up staring at the windows again, watching as the stars whizzed past. You shook your head and rubbed your eyes, your head throbbing slightly. You would’ve thought that a person working on a starship would be used to the stars moving so rapidly through space. No, you just got dizzy because of the movement. You had always wondered why starships’ didn’t have curtains in the crew’s quarters but you couldn’t exactly do anything about that.

After an hour or so of pure restlessness and frustration (not to mention a headache coming on), you finally give in and get up.

“Computer. What’s the time?” You grunted, slowly sitting up.

“3:38 am.” The computer responded. You groan and rub your eyes again, getting up, and taking your blanket with you. You wrapped the blanket around yourself and walked out of the doors and into the hallway.

“Guess I’ll just go bug Harry about it.” You grumbled to yourself, tripping over the corner of the blanket and stumbling for a second.

Voyager was so quiet at night, almost peaceful in contrast to the normal panicked state the crew was usually in. The lights were dimmed to simulate nighttime. You thought about how the people on the ‘night shift’ coped with the lights being this dimmed.

You arrived at Harry’s door and pressed the chime, waiting outside the door, slightly shivering in the blanket. You forgot how cold this place could get, but then again, it’s deep space.

The door opened to reveal a rather sleep Harry Kim rubbing his eyes.

“It’s like 4 am, what’s the problem?” He paused and looked you up and down, blinking a few times to get the sleep out of his eyes.

He chuckled, put his hands on his hips, and said, “Y/N… You look terrible.”

“Thanks, honey.” You grunted and pushed past him.

“Hey!” He said, hurrying after you, the doors automatically sliding shut after you. “Come on, man. What's wrong?” He sounded worried as you just flopped onto his bed.

“I can’t sleep.” You muttered.

“Is it the stars again?” He asked, sitting on the bed beside you. You nod and Harry sighs, thinking of what he could do.

“My head is spinning because of those damn stars.” You said, sitting up and rubbing your forehead, keeping your blanket around your shoulders.

“Uh…” Harry sighed and played with his fingers. “You want a drink or something?” He asked, almost awkwardly. You looked at him, a deadpan and exhausted expression on your face. He usually made you smile the biggest smile every time you saw him, but with nights like these, you could barely focus on who was in front of you. You knew it was Harry and you wanted to smile, but you couldn’t get your weary self to do it. Harry knew this and felt sorry for you. He knew how hard it was for you out here. So many lightyears away from your family back home. Your siblings, your parents, your pets, whoever was waiting for you. Harry knew that the crushing weight of the knowledge that there was a possibility you would never see them again was heavy on you. The stars were a reminder of how far away your family was. Not only did the constant movement give you a headache, but the thought made you sad, even if you didn’t want to admit it.

Harry gave you a side hug as you two sat on his bed. You leaned into his touch, signing contently as he held you close. A smile did threaten to appear on your lips but it faded when Harry let go.

“I’ll get you a tea. Something warm usually helps me when I can’t sleep.” He said, getting up and walking over to the replicator.

“No sugar.” You said as Harry pressed a button.

“Of course. Two teas, no sugar.” Harry said and the drinks materialised. He brought them over to you and gave you one. You took it slowly and blew softly over the edge of the cup. Harry hummed slightly as he drank from his but then spasmed a bit, screwing up his face.

“You okay?” You ask, tilting your head at him. He nodded and swallowed, coughing slightly. He stuck out his tongue and smacked his lips, his face still scrunched up.

“I burned my tongue.” He frowned, looking at his tea. You chuckled for the first time that night and Harry smiled at that but looked a little hurt.

“What?” You laughed, looking at his expression of mixed feelings.

“I like that you’re laughing and feeling a little better, but laughing at my pain? How dare you?” He chuckled with you.

“Sorry, sorry.” Your chuckling trailed off as a completely different vibe settled over the two of you. You definitely felt better and Harry could sense that, feeling happy he made your night a bit better. The two of you continued to sip your tea in comfortable silence.

“I like this.” Harry said after a while, putting his cup down on the bedside table.

“The tea?” You questioned, also putting your cup down.

He chuckled and shook his head, “No, Y/N. I like doing this with you. I like giving you a reason to smile. I like making you feel better.”

“And I like that you’re trying.” You smiled for a second before yawning.

“Finally sleepy enough to fall asleep?” Harry asked as you lay down on the bed, gripping the blanket that was still around your shoulders. Harry puts his hand on your head, slowly stroking your hair.

“Can you lie down and do that?” You said in a low tone, shuffling over so he could fit in beside you.

“Alright, Mr. Grumpy.” Harry chuckled, earning him a tired glare. He shrugged and lay down, getting comfortable within the blankets. He moved closer to you and you gladly welcomed his warmth. He smiled at you as he continued to run his fingers softly through your hair. He started humming quietly, knowing that it helps you fall asleep. You smiled as your eyes began to close, the warm feeling of Harry’s gentle hand in your hair and his soft humming lulling you to sleep.

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[First public oneshot, oh my god– I hope it was okay ;-;]

#x male reader #harry kim x male reader #star trek x male reader #voyager x male reader #fanfiction #star trek #star trek voyager #harry kim #harry kim x reader #voyager x reader #star trek x reader

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prettyboypistol · 9 months

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Multifandom x Reader Masterlist and Socials! (both sfw and nsfw)

instagram: PrinceThomas_ART

Main Tumblr: Princethomas-art

Ao3(nsfw): PrettyboyPistol

writing tag: Prettyboypistol

art tag: princethomasart

commission carrd

nsfw commission carrd

TEAM FORTRESS 2

Mercs x Romantic!SO (M!Reader)

Mercs' Wet Dreams (M!Reader) nsfw

Mercs Reacting to Safeword Use nsfw controversial??

How to Seduce the Mercs!

Mercs x Shy!Reader (M!Reader)

First Respawn Panic Attack Comfort(M!Reader)

Valentines Headcanons

Random Headcanons

More Lore-Based Headcanons

How the Mercs Like to be Topped(M!Reader) nsfw

Mercs Thanksgiving Headcanons

How The Mercs Jerk Off (M!Reader) nsfw

How You Fluster the Mercs (M!Reader)

How the Mercs Kiss!(GN!Reader)

Mercs Being Jealous Over You! (M!Reader)

Mercs Having a Gay Awakening!(M!Reader) nsfw

Mercs Keeping "Us" a Secret! (M!Reader) nsfw

How The Mercs Manage Anger

Mercs Walking In On You Changing! (M!Reader) 16+

Mercs x MessySleeper!S/O(GN!Reader)

Mercs Get Kabedon'd (Mercs x M!Reader) 16+

7 Minutes in Heaven! (Mercs x M!Reader) 16+

Mercs Realizing You Have a Voice Kink! (M!Reader) nsfw

Mercs Comforting You After a Stressful Day (M!Reader)

Telling The Mercs You're Autistic(GN!Reader)(shitpost)

Pride Month Headcanons 16+(shitpost??)

Mercs Falling For a FWB (M!Reader) nsfw

Mercs Giving Head for the First Time (M!Reader) nsfw

Mercs Getting Head for the First Time (M!Reader) nsfw

Calling the Mercs "Good Boy"(GN!Reader) nsfw

Mercs Walking in on Self-Stimulation (M!Reader) nsfw

First Time With the Mercs (M!Reader) nsfw

Turning The Mercs On Accidentally (M!Reader) nsfw

Hitting on the Mercs (M!Reader)

Mercs Crushing on the New Guy (M!Reader)

Mercs Crushing, but non-merc reader (M!Reader)

SUPPORT CLASS- x Chronic Sleepy Bf!(M!Reader)

SUPPORT CLASS- Calling You a Good Boy!(M!Reader)

SNIPER- With a Short Boyfriend! (M!Reader)

SNIPER- Eating You Out Headcanons (FtM!Reader) nsfw

SNIPER- Fucking Around, Finding Out(M!Reader) nsfw

SNIPER- Secrets of an Isolationist(M!Reader) nsfw

SNIPER- Relationship Headcanons(GN!Reader)

SNIPER- Flustering Sniper (+art)(GN!Reader)

SNIPER- Rough Day's Lament (M!Reader) nsfw

SNIPER- Passenger Princess (M!Reader) nsfw

SNIPER- First Haircut! (xFTM!Reader)

ENGINEER- NSFW Headcanons nsfw

ENGINEER- Leg Disability Meet-Cute/Comfort (M!Reader)

ENGINEER- "Hey Daddy" (M!Reader) nsfw

ENGINEER- Blowing Off Steam(M!Reader) nsfw

SCOUT- NSFW Headcanons nsfw

SCOUT- Cheerleader Reject(M!Reader) nsfw

SCOUT- Daddy Issues(M!Reader) nsfw

SCOUT- Mind Meltdown(M!Reader) nsfw

SCOUT- Domming The Bostonian (M!Reader) nsfw

PYRO- Drawer Shrine of You (GN!Reader)

PYRO- NSFW Headcanons nsfw

PYRO- Meet the Pyro(GN!Reader) nsfw

MEDIC- NSFW HEADCANONS nsfw

MEDIC- Oral Exam(FtM!Reader) nsfw

MEDIC- Lonliness Comfort(GN!Reader)

MEDIC- Unreliable Nurse (M!Reader)

DEMOMAN- Friends With Multiple Benefits (M!Reader) nsfw

SPY- NSFW HEADCANONS nsfw

SOLDIER- Fluffy Drabble

SOLDIER- Private Inspection nsfw

SOLDIER- NSFW Headcanons! nsfw

STAR TREK

TNG- Reacting to You Confessing! (M!Reader)

CAPTAIN HOOK

Meeting to Relationship (M!Reader)

STARDEW VALLEY

Bachelor Relationship Headcanons (M!Reader)

REIGEN ARATAKA/MOB PSYCHO 100

Reigen/M!Reader First Date

OVERWATCH

Junkrat+Roadhog Getting Head(GN!Reader) nsfw

Zenyatta Relationship Headcanons nsfw

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misterier · 1 year

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kacey procrastinating??? no he'd never...

take some short fruity cowboy game hcs for my obsession and the soul<3

Arthur Morgan with a gn/male(could be seen as fem ig?? but it's intended for masc) s/o 😻

tw: eating problems bc we all know Arthur probably doesn't take care of himself

He's literally stunning stfu😭

- doesn't care about his s/os gender, just that they treat him well

- probably touch starved but won't admit it💀

- also doesn't like pda, he'll hold hands or put his hand around their waist if something happens but he keeps it pretty private

- easy asf to fluster, a couple of well done compliments to him and he's hiding his face with his hat and trying to deny them and compliment them back

- draws his s/o all the time and sometimes feels bad because he doesn't think he did their beauty justice, but if he lets them see it and they hang it up in their tent all proud his mind would ease slightly

- likes holding hands allot in private, he likes touch he just doesn't accept it well so I think he'd keep touches small but meaningful

- he can flirt well unintentionally but if he tries he ends up really shy😭

- real protective but he won't stop his s/o from goin' out with him but he will be extra cations if he knows it's especially risky and will constantly ask of they're sure they want to go

- when he's drunk he'll get really clingy and emotional for his s/o, holding onto them more than he normally would

- he likes having his s/o around and just doing nothing, like just having them in the same room is all he needs, not big extravagant dates

- probably not very jealous, sometimes he gets kinda nervous though but he snaps out of it easy

- he trusts his s/o and he expects the same from them, probably gets confused or starts laughing if they're the jealous type

- I think he'd read to his s/o sometimes ☹️like they're both cuddled up in bed and he just pulls out a book and just quietly start reading to them

- like stated before he not one for pda, but he does love being touched while alone and comfortable, he adores cuddles and falls asleep that way. He prefers having them lay on his chest or cuddle up to his chest, but if his s/o can't sleep like that or he needs comfort he's a little spoon, he adores being held by his lover, he honestly thrives on touch and people

- he listens allot, not really very talkative, just listens to his s/o rant about whatever they want, occasionally writing notes about what they say in his journal while drawing them as they speak

- he's not a stalker, he just likes to watch his s/o from a distance sometimes, he loves seeing how they react around different people and how their eyes light up around the people they care for

- he really likes his s/os hand tbh, like he'll hold them constantly and just gently kiss their knuckles and rub the back or the palm, watching every movement with the most adoring eyes

- this man takes care of everything but himself, like his s/o has to force him to bathe sometimes, full-on pulling a Grimshaw sometimes 💀 also gotta watch his eating, he just goes off for days and forgets about food and even when he comes back he just ignores it, his s/o has to remind him or he'll forget until it's actually painful and he has to slowly eat something to regain strength

-he can go weeks without talking to his s/o and will bounce back as if nothing happened, if they get awkward and need time to adjust to him being back he'll be alright with it and slowly ease up their comfort again by quietly helping them with their horse care or bringing them coffee after they finish their chores, bringing them stew when they come back after a short job

-he loves them a lot tbh, but he only shows it in small ways, soft touches, kinder words, flicks to the forehead and arms, small gifts, remembering important dates(good and bad), will intentionally track animals if he knows something is coming up and his s/o likes a specific meat he'll make sure to hunt it and bring it back for pearson

#guys..im alive!!????#holy shit who would had guessed fr #anyway I suck at tagging my bad #arthur morgan x male reader #arthur morgan x gn reader #arthur morgan x reader #rdr x reader #rdr x male reader #im so sorry I'll get to the star trek requests one day I swear #im just into the silly lil cowboys rn I'll came back to the fruity space kids

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reallyromealone · 6 months

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T'Ana x baby reader x Shaxs

Family lunch

This is my first star trek fic and I'm doing my best don't come at me ok

Reader is basically a neko

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It was days like this where Shaxs was happy for peace, getting time to hang out with his son (name), the little bear just learning walking and was absolutely dead set on following his dad.

"Come now little bear! We have much to do!" He said loudly and laughed when his son made equally loud babbles "that's the attitude!" He was always so proud of his little babe, his little cat ears flickering as he waved at cadets "ABABABA!" He squealed when he saw the captain "my my, if it isn't the baby bear" Captain Freeman chuckled at the small babe "he's awfully energetic isn't he! Going to-- if you don't stop that I swear!" She barked at someone before returning to the two "anyways it was nice seeing you both, have a good day off!"

(Name) only new ship life and even got a baby uniform as a joke gift, both medical and security so both parents were satisfied.

(Name) was a medical marvel, a perfect combination of science and love to create him "oh? You wanna walk?" shaxs always surprised people with how gentle he was with his cub, letting him down and watching as he shakily waddled forward as members of the Cerritos cooed and waved at the tyke.

"Excellent form baby bear!" Shaxs said supportive and loving as the kit made a little growl sound, T'Ana having taught him that as the babe was learning three languages so easy sounds was simpler for him with things like affermations. "marnah(mother)!" (Name) squealed as he saw his mom walk down the hall and T'Ana glared before looking down at the tiny kitten "oh there's my little kit" she said with a slight purr before hissing at some ensigns who were running passed laughing, startling little (name) who fell on his butt "WATCH WHERE THE FUCK YOU'RE GOING YOU SHIT MONGRELS!" She yelled out before lifting the babe up "our baby bear is stronger than that" Shaxs chuckled as the three walked to the mess hall, it was almost (name)s meal time and he was getting really good with solids.

It was cute seeing their kid eat, absolutely laying waste to his meal and hissing at anyone who got too close "he's an absolute nightmare eating" T'Ana chuckled as she ate and worked "ababababa!" He said aggressively as his tiny fangs ripped apart the meat.

The three were a weird family but they were a family none the less "oh look he's excited about the stars again!" shaxs said as (name) looked out the window, shakily standing and pressing his messy hands against the window.

"Now finish your lunch kitten"

#star trek the lower decks x male reader #star trek the lower decks x reader #star trek x reader #star trek male reader #lieutenant shaxs #t'ana #shaxs x t'ana #shaxs x male readed #t'ana x reader

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river13245 · 3 months

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Star Trek (strange New Worlds Masterlist)

Navigation / Main Masterlist

Characters

Spock (none yet)

James Kirk (none yet)

Christopher Pike (none yet)

Nyota Uhura (none yet)

La'an Singh (none yet)

Number 1 (none yet)

Hemmer (none yet)

Erica Ortegas (none yet)

Dr M'Benga (none yet)

#river13245 #fluff #masterlist #angst #male reader #gn reader #star strek strange new worlds masterlist #spock #james kirk #christopher pike #nyota uhura #laan singh #number 1 star trek #hemmer #erica ortegas #erica ortegas x reader #dr M'benga

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antique-traveler · 2 years

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ok i need to go on a quick rant about x reader fics

so i like x reader. i've written a few x reader fics. i think it's fun and creative and a worthwhile artistic endeavor. but y'all have got to start properly labeling your x reader work.

i've read far too many fics that label themselves as "gender neutral reader", only to have the reader be called girlfriend/wife/wear a dress etc., or fics where the author doesn't mention the reader's gender at all in the description, only for the second paragraph to hit me with more she's and her's than i can count.*

if you want to write x f!reader, cool, all the more power to you, but tell the audience that it's going to be f!reader.

i am not even the littlest bit a woman, so if i start a fic that defaults to she/her pronouns and feminine titles without letting me know, that automatically excludes me (and a lot of other people) from the fic (not to mention makes me wildly dysphoric).

again, write all the x f!reader fic you want, write enough f!reader to fill libraries, but label it correctly.

*i know that none of these things are strictly "female" or "for women", and that neither clothes nor pronouns need to strictly adhere to someone's gender (hell, i'm a nonbinary person that exclusively uses he/him irl and dresses fairly masc), but to automatically choose descriptions that are most commonly associated with femininity and label them as "gender neutral" is, i think, transphobic. nonbinary people aren't "women lite". if you insist that these descriptions/terms are gender neutral, then i should be seeing just as many supposed gn!reader fics that default to having the reader wear suits and cologne.

#bucky speaks #sorry i had to get that off my chest lol #cause it's fucking annoying #also to all my dear mewchies who only write f!reader:#this isn't about you i love you because you PROPERLY LABEL IT #i'm talking about the bitches who clog up the gn!reader tags with their explicitly f!reader fics #especially during pride month if y'all are saying you support trans people but still doing this shit #i don't trust you any farther than i can throw you #that being said i will always clearly specify my x reader fic's gender and default to gn!reader for requests #and you know i'm MORE than happy to write male reader (cis or transmasc)#daredevil #matt murdock #star trek #mattfoggy #the witcher #x reader #gender neutral reader #daredevil x reader

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leighsartworks216 · 2 years

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Masterlist

This will inevitably get longer the more fandoms and characters I write for, and I will absolutely be keeping it updated. Also, if links don't work, please lemme know and I'll fix em :)

Request Rules

Dialogue Prompts

Tag List Form

Marvel

Loki Masterlist

Also includes Mobius M. Mobius and Wowki/Lokius fics

Markiplier Egos

Markiplier Egos Masterlist

Baldur’s Gate 3

First Baldur’s Gate 3 Masterlist

Second Baldur’s Gate 3 Masterlist

I Come With Knives Masterlist

My Hero Academia

Shouta Aizawa/Eraserhead

Stressing About Finals - ao3 - Dadzawa x gn!reader (familial)

Warnings: brief mention of family abandonment

Hizashi Yamada/Present Mic

Feeling Shitty - ao3 - Dad Mic x gn!reader (familial)

Warnings: feeling like shit, depression i guess, hurt/comfort, slight fem reader vibes kinda?? But it can be read as neutral. Oh also swearing just a little

Yagi Toshinori/All Might

Number One Dad - ao3 - Dad Might x gn!reader (familial)

Warnings: none

Erasermic

Erasermic Drabble - ao3 - Shouta Aizawa x Hizashi Yamada

Warnings: none

The Witcher

The Viper - Part 2 - Part 3 - Part 4 - Part 5 - Part 6 - Part 7 - Part 8 - Part 9 - Part 10 - Part 11 - Part 12 - Author’s Note (PLEASE READ) - Geralt x gn!reader (platonic/familial), Jaskier x gn!reader

General warnings (Please read the warnings on each chapter): swearing, blood, fighting

The Viper: Rewritten - AO3 - Chapter 1 - Chapter 2 - Chapter 3 - Chapter 4 - Chapter 5 - Chapter 6 - Chapter 7 - Chapter 8 - Jaskier x gn!Witcher!reader, Geralt & gn!Witcher!reader (platonic/familial)

General warnings: swearing, blood, violence/fighting

Jaskier

I'm Not Fine - Jaskier x fem!reader

Warnings: hurt/comfort, monster attack, injury (not explicit), nightmares, fear of death (mostly implied)

The Old Witch Sleep - Jaskier x gn!reader

Warnings: mention of exes, hurt/comfort, gross descriptions of crying

Bloodborne

Rom, the Vacuous Spider

My Love - self-indulgent first person

Warnings: canon-typical depressing and angsty

Pokemon

Raihan

Dragon Trainers - Raihan x FTM!reader (headcanons)

Warnings: none

Star Trek

Leonard “Bones” McCoy

Logical - Bones x GN!Reader (platonic or romantic)

Warnings: swearing, injuries, angst + hurt/comfort with a happy ending

Data Soong

Painting Data’s Nails - ao3 - Data x GN!Reader (platonic)

Warnings: very very light angst

Biological Malfunctions - ao3 - Data x AFAB!reader (platonic or romantic)

Warnings: period fic, read warnings on fic

Pottery with Data - ao3 - Data x gn!reader (platonic)

Warnings: none, just fluff

Star Wars

Obi-Wan Kenobi

I Forgive You - Obi-Wan Kenobi x gn!reader

Warnings: hurt/comfort??, some fluff, read warnings on fic

Din Djarin

Goodbye to a World - AO3 - Din Djarin & gn!reader

Warnings: blasters are pulled out but not fired, lots of emotions dealing with walking to one’s death, angst

Ace Attorney

Miles Edgeworth

You’re Married?! - AO3 - Miles Edgeworth drabble

Warnings: none

Phoenix Wright

We’ll Be Okay - AO3 - Phoenix Wright (disbarred) x gn!reader (can be read as platonic)

Warnings: living paycheck to paycheck, depression, references to alcoholism, hurt/comfort, fluff, light angst

Not Guilty - AO3 - Phoenix Wright (disbarred) & “adopted” gn!reader (PLATONIC/FAMILIAL)

Warnings: allusions to murder, blood mention, possible abusive family references

I Believe In You - AO3 - Phoenix Wright (disbarred) x gn!reader

Warnings: mentions of murder, references to past mentally abusive relationships (not explicit), mentions of blowing noses/snot/mucus, like 2 swears

Klavier Gavin

Strawberry Lip Balm - AO3 - Klavier Gavin x gn!reader

Warnings: none

Legend of Zelda

Ganondorf

My King - AO3 - Ganondorf x gn!Hylian!reader/no-name OC

Warnings: making out, allusions to sex, possessiveness, size-difference

Forever and Always - AO3 - Ganondorf x gn!Hylian!reader/no-name OC

Warnings: none, just fluff

Wishes - AO3 - Ganondorf x gn!Captain!reader/no-name OC

Warnings: none

Lord of the Rings

Aragorn

Face the Crowd - AO3 - Aragorn x fem!Reader

Stardew Valley

Harvey

... Oops - AO3 - Harvey x gn!Farmer

Warnings: swearing, dizziness, anxiety, possibly OOC Harvey

On The Count Of Three - AO3 - Harvey x FTM!Farmer

Warnings: needles, injections, mention of fear of heights, anxiety, references to Harvey's ten heart event, slight hurt/comfort, semi-implied transphobia (not addressed)

I Was Hoping You'd Find Me Here - AO3 - Harvey x gn!Farmer

SMUT Warnings: smut, semi-public sex, hand jobs, blow job mention, anxiety, embarrassment, blood mention, praise kink, slight dom/sub

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lyssak09 · 14 days

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hello love!! could i please request yandere headcanons for Q from star trek: tng? thank youu so much!!! <3

Yandere Q hcs

I AM SO SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG!!!! Q is a basically canonically Yandere for Captain Janeway in Voyager. Also please enjoy my friend! 💙

Q is a manipulative, narcissistic, obsessive, and possessive yandere.

He first met you on one of his many adventures to f*ck with Picard and everyone on Enterprise. You were covering for one of your friends on the bridge.

When he saw you he froze, and he never freezes because of a puny human. You were just so breath taking.

Maybe you're different from humans. Or you're using some weird power over him, but thats highly unlikely.

Q continues his antics but he harasses you a bit. To the point Picard notices it.

Picard finds it annoying how often he harasses you during his time messing with the enterprise, and how often he forces you to be involved.

If Q doesn't see you while screwing with the Enterprise then he will force you to become a part of it some how, including threatening the captain and enterprise.

"Oh Picard, where is that little Lieutenant of yours? Its almost like you're hiding her from me. Don't tell me I have to shake the ship down till I find her?"

Q loves telling you how lucky you are to have caught the eye of an all powerful being like him. He also loves showing off how powerful he is.

He basically uses his powers as pallor tricks to impress show you how truly amazing he is.

Q periodically comes on the Enterprise to see you, and to piss of Picard.

He gets really mad if you're living your life avoidng him when he comes to visit. How dare you go on a lunch date! He is right here.

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“Oh, darling!” You hear a familiar voice say. ‘Oh god.’ you think. You duck your head down and look toward your date, “Don’t do anything to draw his attention please!”. Your date looks at you extremely confused, “Why are you hiding from Q?”, they whisper. You shake your head, saying you’ll explain later. All while Q is scanning the room for you, he starts to get more frustrated the longer he can’t find you. But then unfortunately for you, your server has come with your food, drawing Q’s attention to you. “Ahha! There you are my little-” Q starts to say as he nears you but then he notices you’re not sitting alone. His smile drops and his face tightens. “Who are you?” he hissed. Your date is about to introduce themselves when Q interrupts them, “Actually, I don’t care. I already know you’re an insignificant speck of matter, who has no right to be associating yourself with Y/N.”. You try to defend your date but Q snaps his fingers and sends your date to god knows where. He turns his attention back towards you, arms folded and nostrils flaring. “You should know better than to associate yourself with people like them” Q sneers. He gives you a hard stare before his personality takes a flip. “Why don’t we go eat somewhere new, hm? If you’re good I might bring your ‘friend’ back to the ship. Key word, might.”

Q loves to give you little tests, to see how you’ll respond and react. He says it's to gain more information on you humans for the continuum but that's a lie.

He’ll try giving you powers just like he did to Riker, but whatever your answer is it doesn’t matter, he’ll find it fascinating either way.

Because that's what you are to him, you’re a fascinating incredible human. Not that he’ll admit that to you.

“Your race is so fascinating, you do realize how lucky you are to have caught my eye right?”

Q will eventually take you, one way or another. He already has a special dimension just for the two of you.

The bridge crew will do whatever they can to protect you though. But it won’t be enough against him. Not unless they’re willing to start a war against an omnipotent being.

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“Just give her to me and I’ll send you and your ship on your way Picard.” Q offered. Picard looks at him like he’s insane. “In case you haven’t noticed Q, but our civilization has evolved past selling humans.”, Picard spat. Q rolls his eyes which ticks Riker off. “Look Q, we’re not giving her to you. She’s a human being with rights, including the right to not give herself to a narcissistic lunatic.” Riker sneers at Q. Picard gives him a scolding look before continuing to argue with Q, “You’re not getting her Q. Now leave before this gets serious.”. Q chuckles darkly before giving Picard a pointed look. “I’m giving you one last chance Picard. Just bring her to me and nothing bad will happen.”. “That's not going to happen Q.” He glowered. Q let out a big sigh before giving Picard a wicked grin. “Well, that's too bad.” Q laughs as the ship starts to shake.

He can give you everything you could ever want, all you have to do is give in to him. Just give in and there won’t be a problem, no one will have to get hurt. Just give in

Q is willing to do and give you everything. He’ll show you the multiple universes to your heart's content, he’ll shower you with presents. But he’ll say it's because of how lucky you are to have him, not because he desperately wants to shower you with affection.

He’ll also manipulate you to love on him. This man is desperate for your touch. Even just accidentally brushing your hand against him will do something to him.

Q can change his appearance, but he thinks the human form he’s chosen is amazing. He will change his appearance for you, but only slightly. And he won’t admit he did it because he overheard your dream guy has blue or green eyes. No, he didn’t add freckles to himself because he heard you talking about them with a coworker. He just felt like changing things up! That's why, no other reason.

He’ll be willing to change certain things in the bedroom though, but that's for another day another headcanons.

After a while of beating around the bush and acting subtly, he’ll just start being straightforward. (If you can call how he was acting that.)

He’ll start showing up in your quarters when you come from duty, he has changed how they looked to appear like a wedding venue and he’ll be wearing a suit and tie.

“There’s my dear little human! Are you ready for our wedding? I made it look just as amazing and spectacular as we are together.”

As time goes on his straightforwardness will get worse. Like, extremely.

“Oh my god!” You yell after coming from duty and finding a naked Q on your bed. He had just barely covered himself in rose petals. “Salut mon chéri,” Q purs with a rose in his mouth. You look around and notice all the lit candles, dimmed lights, and wine glasses. Before he knows it you’ve started throwing things at him, screaming for him to get out. He reluctantly leaves before you try attacking him.

I hope you understand how lucky you are that he hasn’t truly used his powers on you. He’s an omnipotent being for universes’ sake! With a snap of his fingers, he could have you in another universe with just you and him. Q could force you to agree to marry him. He could even force yourself on him if he gets that desperate.

But, just because he hasn’t really used his powers yet doesn’t mean he won’t. Hopefully, you won’t push him that far.

I told you he’s utterly devoted to you right?

Like to an unhealthy amount, (who am I kidding, isn’t that part of the yandere criteria?)

Just the mere look of another human could set him off.

“Who do you think I am you harlot?! How dare you look into my eyes! I’m taken!”

The same goes if someone even glances at you. You’ll need to hold him back or something.

“HOW DARE YOU TRY TO GET INTO HER PANTS YOU WHORE!” He screeches and tries to lunge and attack the poor ensign who accidentally touched your arm. While you’re struggling to hold him back by his arm.

I’ve already mentioned that he’s manipulative but I didn’t explain how good he is at it. Of course, his powers help him manipulate people, but even without them, he’s still got a nack for it. He’s especially good at manipulating you with your own emotions.

Q will use fear, guilt, anger, sadness, and any emotion of yours against yourself.

Have a stalker (who he totally didn’t create) who won’t leave you be? He’ll send him away! Only if you kiss him though.

Your friend has an unexplainable incurable disease and is dying? Q will fix them up even better than before! Just agree to a date with him.

Your favorite commander (whom you were better than friends with) sacrificed themselves to save you and now you have not only grief but survivor’s guilt? He’ll bring him back with a flick of his wrist! You have to marry him and stay by his side forever though.

Just agree to be his forever and everything will be fine. Sure you might not see your family or friends again. But you’ll see every dimension and universe imaginable! And, no one gets hurt.

So unless you’re willing to sacrifice your friends’ lives, hell even the whole ship, just so he might have difficulty getting you, then by all means! Go ahead.

Just remember how much the crew cares for you, and how little Q cares for them.

#yandere x reader #yandere #yandere headcanon #yandere x you #yandere male #ask lyssa #miss blue writing #q tng #Q the next generation #yandere star trek #star trek #the next generation #Q voyger #star trek tng

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arkytiorwrites · 1 year

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Day 6: “Classic”

Khan Noonien Singh x Reader

Okay, originally, the reader was supposed to do karaoke, but then I realized he would LEAVE if you tried to pull that shit on the first date, so it evolved into this. Enjoy. Also thank you to @feral-for-strange for encouraging my madness, this is for you love!

“Come on, John," you wheedled, leaning on the commander’s quite nicely muscled arm and batting your eyelashes at him pleadingly. "It'll be fun, I promise!”

Stoic, glacier-hued eyes bored into yours, looking for some kind of trick.

"What happened to him to make him so suspicious all the time?” you wondered.

"Fine," the tall, dark haired man bit out after an intense staring contest. “I'll go, as long as you stop pestering me.”

“I can't promise that, but I can promise to leave you alone for two weeks. Deliveries from Alpha Centauri to New Vulcan," you explained to Harrison's questioning eyebrow.

Ever since you had run into the handsome, enigmatic commander, John Harrison, in Admiral Marcus’ office when you had gone to yell at the bigoted xenophobe for confiscating important medical supplies, something about him made your spidey-sense go berserk. But not in the "danger, run away" kind , it was the "they're suffering, they need help way”.

Your spidey-sense had never let you down, so even though everything about the aloof Brit screamed "stay away, or fuck around and find out", you were determined to prove that he could trust you, and tell you what was wrong.

Until then, you were gonna take him out and show him what a good time was because he clearly had no idea. And tonight, you were taking him to your favorite bar, the Squeaky Cork. And if this was a kinda date because you may or may not have fallen in love with the pretty Starfleet officer, well no one needed to know.

…

You waited anxiously outside the Squeaky Cork, praying to the powers that be that John hadn't bailed on you.

When you spotted his imposing figure cutting through the crowds, you couldn't help but grin like a psycho. Waiting for him to come to you, you hid your gift behind your back.

“I thought you were gonna bail,” you confessed at the commander's questioning expression.

For the living embodiment of an iceberg, the man was quite expressive.

“I made a promise, didn't I? And what are you hiding?" he asked, indicating your hidden hands.

"Oh! Um. I saw these, and um. I figured you'd like them,” you admitted, showing him the bouquet of roses you had personally arranged.

You were one in probably fifty people across the quadrant who made an avid study of the language of flowers. The arrangement you'd given John consisted of yellow, peach, and dark pink roses in full bloom, symbolizing your appreciation and thanks, and your offering of friendship.

His eyes widened fractionally, causing your cheeks to heat as he accepted the arrangement.

"Thank you," he murmured as he brushed his fingers against a dark pink bloom. "They're lovely."

"Course. Everybody deserves flowers. You, um. You wanna head in?” you asked as you awkwardly gestured over your shoulder to the door.

"Yes, I'm interested to see what else you have planned," John smiled softly.

With that simple expression, he looked so much more innocent and happy. You vowed then and there you would do everything in your meager power to make him smile more, on your honor as a Fenris Ranger.

“Sweet! They have this epic IPA…” you happily began to babble as you led the Starfleet officer into your oasis.

Unaware of the soft, fond smile that had settled onto his face in response to your enthusiasm, still holding the flowers close, like they were something precious.

#arkytiorwrites #star trek alternate original series #star trek #khan x reader #khan singh x reader #khan Noonien Singh x reader #khan noonien singh #star trek into darkness #khan sing x female reader #khan singh x male reader #khan singh x gn reader #first date #language of flowers #they’re sweet on each other #Fenris ranger reader #crackmas 2022 #crackmas #Spotify

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allzelemonz · 2 years

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Cold: Leonard McCoy X Male Reader

Prompt: Kinktober Day 7: Generating Warmth Pronouns: None mentioned Physical Sex: AMAB Rating: E/Smut Warnings: Non-established relationship, but they’re in love, stranded together, stuck in a cave, McCoy calls the reader "kid," but he calls lots of people that, riding, hand-job, standard McCoy snark, long set up Summary: When Spock's away team get stranded a second team is sent to locate them when the ship's sensors fail. As a part of the rescue team, yourself and Doctor McCoy happen across a cave that needs investigating. A spontaneous collapse of the entrance leave you both stuck in a freezing cave with limited sources of heat. You have to find a way to stay warm.

The Enterprise orbits a frozen wasteland of a planet and the away team below has lost all contact. Captain Kirk has, of course, planned a rescue mission. With Spock below as the leader of the first away team the dear Captain isn’t taking any chances. The Chief Medical Officer, Leonard McCoy, and a handful of nurses as well as a few crew members picked from the top of the duty roster fill the transporter to the brim two times over.

Scotty managed to convince the Captain to stay aboard due to the ever looming threat of the Klingon vessel that’s been eyeing the ship since it entered the neutral zone. For this away mission, it’s Doctor McCoy that’s in charge.

You find yourself taken aback by just how cold it really is down here. Even with all of the Federation’s latest equipment to keep you warm, there’s a shiver that works its way through every last bone in your body. Gloves, heated jackets, and layers upon layer do very little to help with the cold. The rest of the away team seems to feel the same as they pull their coats tighter around themselves.

“Alright, pair off and look for traces!” McCoy shouts above the piercing wind. “They’ve got to be around here!”

Your fellow crew members find their pairs until no one is left but the good Doctor himself. He gives you a nod and you join him in scanning the area. Scotty had said that the last known location of the first away team was around here, where he beamed you down. They’re here somewhere.

You spot a cave, not too far from the beam-down location. The Doctor and yourself make your way to it, all while he grumbles about the cold. The mouth of the cave is small, but according to the tricorder readings it’s much bigger just a few feet in.

“I don’t know about this, kid.” McCoy’s eyes wander over the arched entrance. “It goes below ground, we could get trapped if this caves.”

“If it’s underground they might have gone in to get out of the cold.” Your tricorder readings come out fuzzy, unable to read the depths of the cave. “Something’s wrong with the tricorder, we have to check now.”

McCoy sighs, “Alright, kid. Come on.”

The Doctor cautiously ducks into the cave and you follow close behind. If the away team did come in here, Spock probably had a tough time getting in. The entrance leads downwards quite a ways until it opens to a large cavern with no other way out. The walls go high above your heads to a closed top with no room for ventilation. It would be impossible to start a fire here. Spock’s last message said that the warming equipment wasn’t working, so the away team would have had to start a fire. They couldn’t have done that here. With the cave closed off like this, only one way out, Spock would have found somewhere else. The away team was never here.

“McCoy to Enterprise.” The Doctor speaks into his communicator.

There’s a beat of silence before McCoy groans. No sign of the away team and no response from the ship.

“We should keep looking.” You let your tricorder drop to your side, it hasn’t been working since you got inside the cave. “There’s probably other caves out there.”

“Best thing you’ve said all day, kid.”

Just as McCoy moves towards the entrance there is an intense shake. The Doctor struggles to stay on his feet and you grab his arm, helping the both of you not to fall as the ground continues to rumble. McCoy’s prediction from before comes true as the rocks fall around the open tunnel and close it off. From the sound it makes, the whole tunnel collapses.

The shaking stops and the two of you are able to stand on your own again. You bring up your tricorder and try to get it to scan the rocks but the useless device still doesn’t work in the cave. McCoy fiddles with his communicator again, to no avail.

“Unless you feel like digging, Doctor, I think we’re stuck.”

“Damn it, Spock.” The Doctor mutters under his breath. “If he hadn’t gotten himself stuck out there, we wouldn’t be stuck in here.”

“Our heat sources aren’t going to last in here.” You can still feel the cold air coming through the rocks, ensuring the cave is just as cold as it is outside.

“We’re not gonna freeze, kid. We’ll figure it out.”

There’s a twinge of panic in your stomach as your mind races over all of the ways to keep warm and how they won’t work in the enclosed cave. McCoy takes apart his medical kit and the next thing you know there’s a hypo on your arm.

“You’re gonna have a panic attack, kid. Calm down.”

Your breathing returns to normal as the hypo takes effect. McCoy goes to the rocks, checking them himself and coming to the conclusion that they’re too heavy and there’s too many to deal with.

“We’ll have to conserve heat.” He mutters.

“How?”

He looks at you with the famous raised eyebrow. “Do they not teach survival courses at the academy any more?”

“They’re electives.” You shrug.

“Electives.” McCoy mutters as he takes off his jacket.

“Doctor?”

“The jackets can be switched off, so we’ll use one at a time.” He presses a button on the collar of his jacket. “Huddle together and we might survive.”

You follow the Doctor to what he deems to be the warmest part of the cave and take off your jacket. McCoy sits on the ground and nods at the space next to him. The heat that comes to your face stings at the cold surface of your skin, but you manage to sit next to him. He grumbles something, scooting closer and taking your jacket from you. He drapes it over both of you and leans his head back against the cave wall, shutting his eyes.

You move your arms around yourself, even under the heated jacket the breeze is still nipping at your skin. You try to think of something else, anything to take your mind off of the current situation. But every time you do, it all wanders back to the man sitting next to you. His body heat that is helping you keep warm is distracting in itself, but just that feeling leads to other thoughts.

Doctor McCoy is one of the nicest men you’ve ever met, despite the sarcasm and general banter he throws around. There have been conversations between the two of you that border on, if not bursting with, flirtation-- it depends on who you ask. You’ve certainly thought about the Doctor as more than just the Chief Medical Officer. Given the way he flirts back, the way he goes out of his way to spend free time with you, and the way he lingers on a touch, he certainly thinks of you as more than just another crewmember.

Both of you shiver well into what you assume to be the night. McCoy tries the communicator every once and awhile, but it never works. Eventually the heat from your jacket dies out and you have to switch to the other one. It doesn’t last, nothing seems to be working the way it should in this cave.

It’s McCoy that makes the first move, an arm around your shoulders that brings you closer to him. By no means do you object. Between his body heat and the warmth that spreads through you just from being near the dear Doctor, you’re happy to cuddle. You lean into him, your head resting on his shoulder.

“We’re running out of options.” You say through shivers.

“We still got a couple left.” His eyes move down to you, just gazing without thought.

“You’re the doctor, you think we’re gonna live?”

McCoy chuckles. “I’m not usually the optimist.”

“You’re the realist.” You sigh. “How do we live through this?”

“Well…” McCoy shuffles. “If we wanna last long enough for a rescue party we need to find a way to warm up.”

“We can’t start a fire, we’d get smoked out.”

“There’s a, uh, a more natural way.”

“What?”

“It’s more of a last resort sort of thing, I wouldn’t recommend it as a physician.”

You sit upright, putting a gap between the two of you. “Friction?”

“In a, uh, in a way, yes.”

“Do you… do you want to do that?”

A deep red covers McCoy’s face as his mouth tries to form words. “I, well I, I certainly wouldn’t object.”

“You could’ve made a move when we weren’t in a life or death situation.”

McCoy chuckles. “I suppose I’ll have to make it up to you.”

The cold seeping under the jacket makes you move things along out of a desperate need for heat. You lean towards McCoy and his lips meet yours. There is certainly an instant heat that spreads over your face. As you each find places for your hands the heat spreads further throughout your body. With your hand on his hip to encourage him, McCoy begins to unfasten the first of many layers of pants. You follow suit as the kiss breaks, McCoy’s heavy breath feels nice and warm against your cheeks.

As your hands finally get to the innermost layer of your pants you now feel the slight hardness as it develops. McCoy, on the other hand, is already completely hard as he holds himself in his hand. The jacket still covers the both of you, but the cold nips at your sensitive skin and makes you move closer to the Doctor on instinct. He pulls you closer until you’re in his lap and rejoins your lips, bringing the heat to your face once again. The feeling of his hardness beneath you helps your own arousal along and you quickly become just as hard.

You reach out to pull the jacket around the two of you better. You’ll need to make the heat, but the jacket needs to trap it. McCoy begins to urge you up a bit and you follow his guide so he can align himself with your ass. You make the move when you feel him beneath you, lower yourself down until he’s fully filling you up. McCoy lets out a moan, burying his face into your shoulder. You keep still, letting him adjust. But he beats you to it, thrusting upwards slightly and making you moan.

You both find a pace with each other, him thrusting up into you and you meeting his thrusts. The heat spreads through each of you and the jacket traps it well, warming you very effectively. McCoy even begins to sweat as his thrusts pick up and he starts to chase his high. He drills into you, needy and fast, while you meet his every thrust. The cave echoes with small pants and moans until McCoy silences himself, mouth latching to your neck and sucking a mark into place as he cums inside of you.

His thrusts falter and he comes down from his high just in time to beat you to grasping your dick. He jerks you even faster than he had fucked you, each pump accompanied by a kiss to your neck’s sensitive skin. He has you unraveling in seconds, cum spreading over both of your cold altered uniforms and McCoy’s gloved hand. He jerks you all through your high until you’re left panting heavier than him.

You lift yourself off of his dick and settle back into his lap, his arms wrapping around you automatically and holding the jacket in place. He meets you again for another kiss before he rests his forehead against yours.

“Let’s do this again when we’re not freezing.” He smirks. “I bet I can make you a little louder.”

“Is that a promise, Doctor?”

“I’m a physician, I don’t lie.”

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Imagine Tuvok emotionally logically adopting you

Tuvok x son-like!male reader Star Trek: Voyager {IMAGINE}

Word count: 646 Trope: Father-son relationship, mentor vibes, reader has innocently clumsy and chaotic energy, found family, babyyyyy. Pronouns: He/him Context: You’re a relatively young and inexperienced security ensign (human) on Voyager. A/N: I like this concept, if you people want to see this as a oneshot, just tell me :)

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Imagine Tuvok seeing you struggling after Voyager left their stop at Deep Space Nine in the early days. Struggling as in “trying to do your job, but you have absolutely no idea what you’re doing.” Tuvok would try to ignore your shenanigans as long as he could, but he’d crack at some point. He’d take you to one side and give you a short lecture and you would immediately emotionall attract yourself to him. He’s like a beacon of hope for you and your frank clulessness at your job. You’re trying to be a good security ensign, but it’s hard when you talk to everyone you pass and trip over your own feet. Tuvok offers to mentor you for a short while to make sure you knew what to do when something serious happened.

Your relationship would grow from mentor-mentee to more father-son, as much as Tuvok wouldn’t care to admit. You admire Tuvok, and it shows. You follow him around when you can and as much as Tuvok would look away sort of annoyed and act like you weren’t there, he admires your outlook on life. You think that Tuvok is an inspiration and you learn a lot from him. Sometimes your perspectives on the way to do things are different, but both of you soon got over those differences and instead used them to analyse situations together to get better outcomes.

Tuvok doesn’t want to admit it, but he sees you as a sort of son. Sure, he thinks you have a tendency to be annoying and clingy, but he knows that if he’s occupying you, you won’t accidentally get yourself locked in the brig. During missions, he always insists that you go with him. Tuvok always says it’s for your “work experience benefit”, but Janeway can see straight through this. She lets you go with Tuvok on away missions and such, but not because of this so-called “work experience”. Janeway knows, like everyone accepts you and Tuvok, that you are basically Tuvok’s emotional support human. No one’s judging, people are just glad to see Tuvok loosen up a little bit and you be occupied by someone who’s a good influence.

Tuvok takes care of you and you take care of him, not that either of you actually realises this. You both can often be seen walking around the halls together, Tuvok lecturing you as you listen intently. You sit with him in the Mess Hall and talk about whatever nonsense you can think about. Tuvok used to be slightly bothered by this, but he later realised that in order to teach you, he needed to know you as a person. So now, he listenes to your ramblings with the same attention you give him when he’s talking.

He’s secretly proud of how far you’ve come since the first time he saw you. He often responds to your actions with affirming words to make sure you know you’re doing alright. In return, you try your best to take every piece of advice he gives you to heart so you can improve.

If you’re ever hurt from either a mission or a minor accident, you can guarantee that Tuvok will be the first person to see you in the Sick Bay. If he’s hurt, you do the same and everyone notices because you won’t be as warm as usual, you’d be jittery. Frankly, if you’re hurt, Tuvok experiences the same sort of thing, maybe in a Vulcan way, but everyone can tell he’s stressed.

Tuvok is someone you can trust, someone who grounds you to the present and someone who will never betray you. You remind Tuvok that he is part of the Voyager family and you remind him of his children back in the Alpha Quadrant.

You are there for each other even if you don’t realise it.

Tuvok: Father of the year, everyone.

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I know I haven’t done the requests, I’m so sorry ;-;. I’m trying to get them done, I promise. I’ve just hit a point where I’m trying to get the plot to make sense. I’m giving you this shorter kind of content because I find it easy to write, it's still content for you and it’s fun for me.

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