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I always knew

That it was all so very fleeting

But I don’t think

That it really ever set in

Until I was looking back

Searching for my footprints in the sand

Only to find that the tide had come and washed them away

How in the fric frac tic tac Knick Knack patty wack give a dog a bone, does this thing work??

Paid respect to queer history and made shmollll star trek zine

The Things We Do For The Fleet

Chapter 4: PJ’s

💙eventual Leonard McCoy x fem!reader💙

⚠️: none

word count: 1,420

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Leonard had looked back at his quarters and the three neatly packed boxes in the corner near the door. It probably said something about him that all he had to pack up were two boxes of paperwork and a box of clothes, but he tried not to mind it as he left to go and find Y/N’s quarters. Three doors to the left Leonard thought to himself as he walked down the hall. “Don’t be weird, that’s all you gotta do” He told himself as he came to Y/N’s door. “It’s not like either of us chose this, we’ll just work it out together,” he said as he brought his hand to the pad that would set off a bell of sorts inside. Don’t be nervous, it’ll all be fine Leonard rocked back and forth on his heels. Alright so she’s not here, better luck next time he turned back the direction he came from, but just then he heard the door slide open. Leonard turned back to see two things: 1) The girl he had frightened near to death this morning, 2) She was soaking wet and wrapped up in nothing but a little periwinkle towel. Where’d she even get that? The Star Fleet only issues plain white towels, it was just as this thought crossed his mind that he recognized, with wide eyes, that he had been staring. “I’m so sorry!” Leonard apologised as Y/N looked at her feet and blushed. So much more awkward than I thought it would be. “I suppose it is your turn to be sorry” Y/N mumbled shyly, but jokingly as she continued to look down. Leonard chuckled, “Hey, listen it’s kinda awkward, but we’ve been roomed together” He told her as he now scratched his neck and looked down at his own feet. “Oh,” Y/N gasped airily, “You must be Dr. McCoy then,” She murmured, holding out her right hand for him to shake while the other clung to her towel. “I guess I must,” Leonard joked lightly as he took her hand in his. They looked at each other for a moment and then jumped apart as though electrically shocked when they realised that they were still shaking hands. “Would you like to come in? I’ll only be a moment changing, and then we can discuss who’s quarters we’ll be moving things into,” Y/N offered, “Oh there’s not much to discuss, I only have uniforms and paperwork, I figured I’d end up moving my things to your quarters, seeing as I don’t have many things,” Leonard attempted what he hoped was a charming smile, but probably came off as a tight lipped grimace. “Well you could come in and wait anyways, and then I could help you start to bring your things over, if that would be okay,” Y/N asked, eyes still glued to her feet, “I would love to come in,” Leonard replied softly, trying to match her quiet and small energy so as not to scare her too much more. “Okay,” She seemed to perk up a bit more at his acceptance of her offer. She beckoned him in, in a manner that seemed to show that they had been standing out in the hall like this for some several minutes. “Oh,” Leonard began in slight shock, I’m not sure what I expected, but somehow this wasn’t it, although it does fit her he looked around the room, “It’s very… I guess it’s very uh, angelic” Leonard stumbled over his own words in an attempt not to insult the sheepish girl in front of him. “Oh, that’s okay, we can change if you like,” Y/N scrambled to offer in a bashful tone of voice. “No, no, I like it, it’s so much more peaceful than the rest of the ship. I can see myself very relaxed here at the end of the day,” Leonard assured her. “Okay, but if you change your mind, we can still change it,” She told him, “Umm, anyway, I should go change,” Y/N seemed to have just remembered they were still only wearing a towel.

Y/N walked into the bathroom, where the tub was still full of, now tepid, water and half dissolved bubbles. She let out a crestfallen sigh as she drained the bath. Oh well, better luck next time I guess Y/N turned away from the bath and put her pyjamas on to the sound of water swirling down the drain. She watched herself in the mirror, did she really want to go back out to that man in these pyjamas? The longer Y/N looked at herself the more she wanted to crawl into the small space between the counter and the hamper and never come out. Maybe this wouldn’t be happening if you would just buy yourself normal, grownup pyjamas she looked at her reflection sternly in a silent admonishment. She couldn’t really stay in the bathroom forever, eventually Dr. McCoy would come looking for her. With one more long look at herself she tied back her hair and opened the bathroom door again. Dr. McCoy looked up from his spot on the couch, Y/N could feel her cheeks grow warm as his eyes roved over her form. After a long moment of silence he finally opened his mouth to speak, “Cute PJ’s, darlin. Wanna come help me with my things or would you rather stay here?” Dr. McCoy asked Y/N. She just nodded her head numbly, Darlin?, she thought as she continued to nod slowly. “That’s not exactly an answer to an A or B question,” Dr. McCoy remarked with a small smile. “Oh! What was the question?” Y/N asked and was about to apologise, "You wanna come with me to get my things?” He asked, stopping her before she could begin to say sorry again. “I’ll come with you,” Y/N nodded and slowly walked up to the couch. Dr. McCoy stood up and put a hand on her back to guide her out the door. Y/N stiffened at his touch and his hand fell away, she couldn’t help but berate herself for reacting in such a manner.

She walked out of the bathroom, dressed in an adorable cloud nightgown with little bows on the sleeves. Gee, I guess we’ll both be wearing nightgowns to bed he took in her whole form with the nightgown draped over her, “Cute PJ’s, darlin. Wanna come help me with my things or would you rather stay here?” Leonard offered her. She nodded at him blankly, Right, the light’s on, but whoever was home just left, “That’s not exactly an answer to an A or B question,” he told her with a soft smile. “Oh! What was the question?” Y/N asked and Leonard could tell she was about to let another apology spill from her lips. “You wanna come with me to get my things?” He rephrases the question for her and she nods once more. “I’ll come with you,” She walked up to the couch to meet him as he stood. Leonard put a hand on her back to lead her out the door and she stiffened at the touch. She must not like to be touched much, he pulled his hand away and let it fall by his side as they walked back to his quarters. Leonard punches the pin into the keypad and the door opens to reveal an empty room with just the three boxes he left by the door.

The door opened and his quarters were empty save three boxes just inside the room. “Where are the rest of them?” Y/N asked not meaning to be impolite, although she couldn’t help but feel that she came off that way. What can he really have if it all fits in three boxes?, “Nothing else, it’ll be easy, light lifting,” Dr. McCoy assured her. “You take the one marked clothes, I’ll get the other two,” Dr. McCoy ordered. Y/N picked up the box she was directed to and began to walk out the door, she heard his footsteps follow behind her shortly. It’s not that it was a very long walk to begin with, but it certainly felt a lot longer when she was just staring at a cardboard box and hoping she didn’t run into anything. Y/N put down the box and pressed the pin into the keypad before kicking the box the rest of the way in the door.

This sound is awesome, it’s what I’ve been listening to the entire time I’ve been writing this fic.

Binge watching Ghostbuster movies for fanfic research purposes 😍😮‍💨👻🚫

The Things We Do For The Fleet

Chapter 3: Appointments To Keep

💙eventual Leonard McCoy x fem!reader💙

⚠️: tiniest bit of language, drinking(Bones pours himself one drink)

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Y/N and Uhura stuffed away their food as quickly as they could manage without choking on it, which Y/N did anyway, but was back in action after a few pats on the back from Uhura. They were practically buzzing with anticipation as they put their trays on the rack next to the replicators. “Come on!” Uhura urged, “I need to smell this cotton candy flower!” she shouted as they ran off the mess deck and down to the botanical labs. As they came up on the fluorescent lights of botanical lab 3, Y/N unlocked the door and ushered Uhura in. “Shh!” Y/N giggled, “We have to be quiet, you’re not meant to be here because I haven’t finished all my tests,” Y/N warned lightly through a slowly dying fit of giggles. “What’s it do so far?” Uhura asked in wonder as she reached out to touch it,

“I wouldn’t touch it unless you’re prepared to be really happy” Y/N said as she batted Uhura’s hand away. “What do you mean?” she asked. “Well so far it’s pretty harmless, aside from the fact that when you touch it, it opens up its blooms and spurts a puff of pollen. I don’t quite understand the chemical breakdown yet, but when you inhale the pollen you get a bit of a dopamine high” Y/N said as she turned a bright shade of pink. “How’d you figure that out?” Uhura asked with a raised brow and a smirk. “I touched when I was studying its petals, I spent the rest of my shift giggling to myself with the lights set on blue” Y/N admitted. A knock came at the door, Y/N jumped at the noise, “Quick, hide behind the aquaponics shelves” Y/N pointed at the shelves and pushed Uhura that way. Y/N opened the door, “Oh, hello mister Spock” she greeted quietly, “I wasn’t expecting you, what brings you around?” Y/N wondered to him. “I’m here to inform you of the new rooming arrangements,” Spock stated, “Uhm, new rooming?” Y/N asked nervously as she twisted the cuff of her uniform shirt. “Yes,” he started as he flipped through his padd briefly, “You will be roomed with Dr. McCoy. I understand that it is not customary to room a male and female, but unfortunately Dr. McCoy and yourself were the last two picked, so there really isn’t the room to switch your roomings,” Spock informed, paused for a short while to look down at Y/N. “Okay,” Y/N accepted meekly, “You have until the end of the week to notify myself or Captain Kirk, of who’s room you’ll be consolidating into,” Spock nodded curtly before turning on his heel. “Also, Ms. Y/L/N, please send lieutenant Uhura up to the bridge,” Spock noted as he turned back momentarily to glance at the aquaponics shelves. “Uhura, I think you’ve been caught,” Y/N giggled softly as Spock opened the door again and walked away. “Well it was nice to see this thing anyway,” Uhura said sadly as she followed Spock out the door. I don’t think I’ve met Dr. McCoy, Y/N thought as she went to mist the new flower.

Where the hell is that green blooded pocket calculator?!? He’s late, what happened to all that punctuality nonsense from the other day!?, Leonard was waiting, rather impatiently, at his desk for the aforementioned Vulcan to show up for his physical. “About time!” He hollered as Spock finally walked into the medbay. “I apologise for being late, I had one more errand to attend to, there was just one more person who needed to be informed of the new rooming arrangements,” Spock explained himself. These words were to Leonard’s utter horror, as he realised this meant Y/N had been told before he could get to her. Not that Jim’s gotten back to me on where to find her, he began leading Spock into an exam room. “Where are Y/N’s quarters right now?” Leonard asked as he finished Spock’s exam. “I believe that at the moment her quarters are only three doors to the left of your own,” Spock informed with a raised eyebrow. “What?” Leonard asked, “We’re about to live in the same quarters, this is the least personal thing I’ll learn about her,” Leonard defended. “I’m sure that’s true,” Spock agreed as he left the medbay. This is gonna be awkward, he entered his office and slid into his chair before pouring himself a glass of whiskey. He downed his glass and headed back to his quarters. He began to put his things neatly into boxes, he already knew that anyone on board had to have more things than he did, so it just made sense that if all he had was paperwork and clothes, he should bring his things to Y/N’s quarters and not the other way around. Leonard looked around his quarters to see it tidier than it had probably been since he first moved in. Wow, it doesn’t even look that different, he looked around seeing for the first time that it had always been fairly empty.

I feel like I’m on a roll here. I didn’t even think I had it in me to write a multi part fic. Anyway, hope you like ❤️

~I used Pixlr to generate an image of what the cotton candy flower might look like~