Crosswords In A Bottle

Crosswords In A Bottle

Spock x reader

⚠️: none

word count: 222

If I could save time in a bottle

The first thing that I’d like to do Is to save every day ‘til eternity Passes away The music droned softly in the background as Spock and Y/N sat quietly in their shared quarters. Y/N sat on the floor in front of Spock, who sat on the couch reading. He would occasionally look over at Y/N as he his hand over their back and through their hair. Just to spend them with you If I could make days last forever If words could make wishes come true Y/N sat with a magazine in their lap, folded open to a crossword puzzle. “Hmm” they muttered softly and tucked their pencil behind their ear. “What is it, T’hy’la?” Spock questioned in a low tone as he looked over the edge of his book. “Eight letter word for an athletic field” Y/N said, scratching the back of their neck. “A puzzle indeed, I believe ‘coaching’ would fit the given parameters” Spock informed lovingly as he took extra care to scratch Y/N’s scalp before going back to reading. I’d save every day like a treasure and then Again, I would spend them with you If ever there was a moment Spock wanted to freeze and live in forever, it would be this one. Just him and Y/N.

I would have made it longer but that seemed as good a place to stop as any, also ya know, 222

I'm late as always, but... happy birthday, Jim 💓💫

Turn The Lights Down Low

Leonard McCoy x gn!reader

⚠️: none

word count: 296

Sort of inspired by this song

The door to Leonard’s quarters closed behind Y/N with a familiar swishing sound. The lights were only on half brightness and there was music floating from the kitchen. ‘It must be Wednesday’ they thought as they wandered into the kitchen. The smell of peach cobbler and stir fry grew stronger when Y/N reached the kitchen. “Mmm, smells good” Y/N breathed out as they leaned against Leonard. “Glad ya think so, it’s almost done, darlin” Leonard said as he briefly turned to press a kiss to their forehead. “Do me a favour an’ get the hot pads outta the drawer?” He asked softly as nodded in the direction of the drawer in question. “Course” Y/N muttered as they reached into the drawer for hot pads. Handing them to Leonard, Y/N briefly stopped him for a kiss on the cheek. Leonard opened the oven and the smell of warm peach cobbler wrapped around the both of them in a hot puff of air. “Oooh, can we have that first?” Y/N asked impatiently, “I suppose it will be cool sooner than the stir fry” he chuckled, setting the cobbler on the counter before turning to check the stir fry again. Y/N turned the music down, just a bit, before coming up behind Leonard and wrapping their arms around his waist and resting their head between his shoulder blades. “Whatcha doin, darlin?” He asked without moving. “Shhh” Y/N let out, “it’s so nice and quiet” they sighed before placing a kiss to Leonard’s back and loosening their grip. Y/N walked away to sit down at the table. It was only a moment before Leonard walked out with two slices of cobbler, “can’t have dinner if you don’t eat your dessert” he joked. “How will I ever live?” Y/N dramatised lovingly.