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ROUND 01 of the Star Trek: Into Darkness Kink Meme
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Of course, this is Kirk/McCoy, so in this case the fluff would be seasoned with a heavy dose of snark. Can be as gen-ish or slashy as you like!
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It took a long time for Jim to wake up. And even though McCoy knew...he knew...that he'd dragged Jim back from over the brink and he would be okay, it was the longest two weeks of his life.
When Jim finally came awake with a little start and a gasp, the heart-stopping relief he felt was tightly suppressed, carefully controlled, and hidden under jokes about whether or not he was feeling like a homicidal maniac.
He wanted to say so, so much more, but the moment wasn't their's. It wasn't private, and everything he wanted to say...the words that were stuck in his chest and throat, making it hard to breathe, making him hurt and his eyes water, so that he had to focus his attention on the monitors...everything he wanted so desperately to say was private.
Not meant for pointy ears.
Now, sitting at Jim's bedside and watching him sleep, everything he'd wanted to say - needed to say - was bubbling up inside him, making his breath shudder with every exhale, taking all his strength with them, until he was slouched over ( ... )
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The feel of that hand, so gently touching his head, and the sound of that voice, quietly rough with sleep - just two of the many, many things McCoy thought he would never have again. Never hear again. Never feel again. The sight of Jim lying wrongly still and forever quiet and cold and...inconceivably gone. He was just gone.
For two torturous weeks, that horrible and terrifying moment was the only thing McCoy felt when he looked at Jim lying on the biobed, even as the displays told him otherwise. Because until those blue eyes opened, and until Jim spoke to him, Leonard couldn't let it go. Couldn't see anything else.
And the painful, profound, overwhelming relief choked him, squeezing his throat until he was gasping for air. Unable to move , unable to do anything but hold on to that hand, revel in the feel of the hand on his head, and strain to hear that voice over the uncontrollable sounds of his own remembered grief and crushing fear as he tried to let it all go with the knowledge of what was now."I'm okay ( ... )
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http://www.fanfiction.net/s/9558234/1/Shouldn-t-We-Start-Again
http://donnanoble90.livejournal.com/14886.html
http://archiveofourown.org/works/910241
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