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treesspeaklatin · 9 months

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It's spirk ficrec time! Fics with less than 400 kudos - part 2

Part 1 here ; part 3 coming soon

These things we do not speak of - Della19 (AOS)

Basically anything written by this author is the best thing you'll read today, but this one, omg, this one. I don't have the right words to describe what it did to my heart. It's a classic falling in love - introspection - pon farr fic. The author has an amazing control of their style and of the characters, and the levels of pining are astronomical. Locked on ao3, so you'll need an account to read it.

The Sea King - killabeez (TOS MIRROR)

When I found this fic I couldn't believe my eyes. It's a mirroresque Gilgamesh au, elegant, epic and bittersweet. The mix of futuristic and mythological elements is really good. Can I say Gilgamesh and Enkidu were the original t'hy'la? There, I said it. Read this if you're looking for something different and you want to be surprised.

Root Systems - Moonfishgirl (AOS)

During a stay on New Vulcan, Jim watches Spock exist inside his own culture, and in the process he discovers something about himself (spoiler: he looooves him!). Adorable fic, rich on Vulcan traditions. Read this if you are into some good Vulcan culture and ancient t'hy'la warrior bond lore.

Five times Bones and Jim forgot they were married - Goldencoalcat (AOS MCSPIRK)

This time I wanted to include some Bones/Kirk/Spock too. This fic is adorable and a good Jim character study. It explores his relationship with his family and Winona in particular, and the reasons why he has issues with being loved. Characters are spot on. Read this if you're in the mood for hurt!Jim being pampered and loved by his two husbands.

one grave too many - leafings (every universe)

Not exactly a mirror universe, but a twisted, fucked-up universe in which the crew loves Jim in a dark and obsessive way and is willing to do anything for his sake, and I mean here Enterprise rhymes with homicide. In the midst of the dark stuff, to no one's surprise, Jim and Spock also find time for their t'hy'la shit. I live for this concept.

A heart even more your own - cicia3 (TOS)

Hey, it's me. I wanted to end with this fic of mine because I really think I wrote this in some sort of mystical fit and I'll never write something this good again lol it's a Persuasion AU with some other good old Austen shenanigans. Excruciating pining + sexual tension + romance.

(last but not the least. Do you know why I specifically choose fics with less than 400 kudos? Because they are fucking amazing and it's ridiculous they don't have something like 2k kudos while they deserve so much more recognition. So PLEASE for the love of god, if you're gonna read these fics and if you'll love them (and you'll probably love them) tell the authors! Smash that kudos button, leave a comment, send them heart emojis, share those fics and don't let them die in the dust!)

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noforkingclue · 3 years

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Can I request a Star Trek AOS Bones X Reader where they have an away mission to an abandoned/taken over starbase and they get separated from the main group and have to survive (whoever took it over) and get back to the enterprise? Maybe throw in a baby or small child they have to protect?

I don't do a lot of asks lol I have no idea if I'm doing this right. 😅😬 I love your writing by the way it's really, really good!

Yay a Star Trek request!

Thank you so much for this request I had a lot of fun doing it!

Thank you so much! It means so much to hear that :D

Title: Rescue

Everything tag list: @greenrevolutionary

You could feel Bones’s glare on the back of your head as you made your way through the corridors of the star ship. The Enterprise had received a distress call from them and Kirk had immediately leapt into action. It had been an unusually quiet couple of months and everyone could tell he was becoming restless.

“How much further did you say it was to the emergency shuttles?” asked Bones

“Not long.”

“You said that five minutes ago.”

You sighed and stopped walking and turned around to face him. Bones continued to glare at you but you couldn’t take him seriously when he was holding a small child in his arms. The two of you weren’t meant to be on board the ship but a panicked parent started screaming that his child was still on board. You didn’t give anyone the chance to stop you before you ran back on board. Unfortunately you hadn’t realised that Starfleet’s grumpiest doctor had followed you.

“I know these old ships,” you said, “Had to study them to become an engineer. Starfleet always has a few on commission.”

You moved to fold your arms and winced. When you are Bones arrived back on the ship it had lurched suddenly to the side causing you to smash into a wall. You were pretty sure that it wasn’t broken but Bones wasn’t taking any chances. He had made a make shift sling for your arm until you were back on the Enterprise.

“Now let’s hurry,” you said turning back around, “The soon we find these shuttles the sooner we can get back.”

“And the sooner we can give this child back,” muttered Bones, “You and you bleeding heart.”

“I thought Kirk was the one with the bleeding heart,” you said, “He was the one who-“

You cut off and almost let out a string of curse words but managed to stop yourself just in time. The child looked between you and Bones as Bones said,

“What’s happened now?”

“You know those shuttles.”

“Yeah?”

“Take a look.”

Bone walked over next to you and sighed.

“Oh shi-“ he looked at the child, “Shoot.”

All the remaining shuttles had been destroyed. You ran your fingers through your hair and started pacing.

“What do we do now? How can we fix these?”

“I’m a Doctor not an engineer. That’s your department.”

“Fu- Shi-,” you managed to stop yourself from wearing and punched the wall, “We’re not going to get out of here are we?”

“Careful,” said Bones, “You don’t want to damage your other hand.”

You slid down the wall and put your head in your hands. You were going to die on a burnt up star ship with someone who clearly didn’t like you. Even if by some miracle the two of you survived you had burnt any bridges with getting close to Bones. Damn him for being so handsome.

“Hey,” Bones sat down next to you, “Don’t be like that. Jim will find a way to get us out of this mess. And besides,” he looked down at the now sleeping child, “You went back to save a life.”

“And you followed,” you said looking up at him, “Why did you follow.”

“Well,” Bones said quickly, “Someone needed to make sure that you didn’t die or injure yourself. Speaking of which,” he held out his hand, “Let me see how badly you’ve injured yourself.”

“Nothing’s broken,” you said, “I can still move my fingers.”

“I’ll be the judge of that.”

Bones gently took your hand in his and brushed his fingers over your knuckles. You winced slightly which caused him to raise an eyebrow.

“Not broken you said.”

“Just because they’re not broken doesn’t mean that they don’t hurt.”

“Well luckily you’re correct. Just bruised slightly. Easy fix once we get back to the Enterprise.”

“Good.”

“You’re arm in another story. You’ll probably going to have to remain in the med bay for a couple of days.”

“I can think of worst ways to spend my time.”

“Is that so?”

“Well,” you gave him a shy smile, “As long as I’m under the watchful care of Doctor McCoy.”

“I wouldn’t trust anyone to look after you.”

You turned bright red much to the amusement of Bones.

“Umm Bones.”

“Yes.”

“You’re still holding my hand.”

“You want me to let go.” Said Bones with a hint of disappointment in his voice

“Not really,” you said, “But I-“

A crackle above your head made you and Bones look up.

“Enterprise to Octavian. Enterprise to Octavian.”

“What the-“

It was Chekov.

“Do you hear me? Enterprise to-“

“Bones!” yelled Kirk, “Y/n! Answer us!”

“Dammit Jim,” yelled Bones as he jumped to his feet and pushed the button on the communicator, “We heard you!”

You heard Kirk let out a sigh of relief. However that didn’t last for very long. The shouting had woken up the child who had started crying. Bones groaned and pinched the bridge of his nose.

“I hear you found the child.”

The amusement in Kirk’s voice was clear and you guessed that if he was in front of Bones he would’ve tried to punch him.

“Please give us some good news. Can you get us out of here?”

“Yes,” replied Chekov quickly, “I have locked onto you and should be teleporting you out of there soon.”

“Great,” said Bones as he offered you his hand, “We should be out of here soon.”

You had been trying to calm the child down with no success. Bones just shook his head at your attempts and once you were standing he picked up the child who quickly calmed down.

“You’re a natural.” you said smiling

“Comes with practice darling.”

You gave him a small smile at the nickname and blushed when you felt his hand brush against yours. The two of you moved away from each other as you were teleported off of the ship and back to the Enterprise. Neither of you wanted any rumours to start about the two of you but as soon as you saw the Captain’s face you knew that it was a pointless wish.

Sometimes you thought that Captain Kirk was a little too invested in his friend’s love life.

#fanfiction #star trek #reader insert #request #Leonard McCoy #leonard mccoy x reader #bones x reader

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shewrites02 · 5 years

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I want you (Erik Killmonger)

A/n: This is my first Killmonger story, so don’t crucify me lol. I’m not completely satisfied with it but I couldn’t keep staring at it so here it is. I’m open to any criticism or feedback. Enjoy :)

Erik Kilmonger was a name all too familiar in Wakanda. If not fear that struck people's heart when hearing his name than it was Anger. Kilmonger was an infamous criminal in the eyes of most Wakandans, while others agreed with his point of view and opinions. But no matter where I stood on the matter, on March 5th when Erik Kilmonger walked into the elder's meeting along side King T'challa after being dead for a year now.... time stopped.

Most couldn't understand how a King so determined not to make the same mistakes as his predecessors, like T'challa, could hide such a secret from the people. Lots question T'challa's ability to rule, but it has been 3 months since that day and things have yet to fall apart. The people wait aniouxly to see how this unfolds.

I for one am no spectator to the kings actions, but an active participant as one of the king's advisers and future dora milaje general once Okaye steps down... or should I say if Okaye ever steps down. And as of now I am assigned as Erik's personal adviser, which entailed being a babysitter over anything else.

"Why you always muggin me?" erik interrogated finally stopping and facing toward me. His solid black button up hugging tight his biceps, but loosely draping the rest of his torso due to his refusal to actually button the shirt. He face broke into a slight smirk as he watched how visibly uncomfortable he made me.

"I do not mean mugg you... What does that even mean?!" you retorted.

Erik sort of chuckled. The lack of knowledge wakandans had about black culture was still surprising to him, especially after they've had a whole year of exposing themselves to the outside world.

"It's that look on your face right now." He shrugged. "Aye but I get it, I did try to kill the King right?"

I scoffed rolling me eyes. In my line of work, my opinion didn't matter, how I felt didn't matter. The only thing that mattered were the king's orders and the laws of Wakanda. And right now the king order me and Erik at the ceremony. So no matter how I felt personally about Erik, my job was to be by his side, and that is what I am going to do.

"Damn. I was fucking joking, I cant get a laugh?" Erik continued to prod.

I scuffed slightly narrowing my eyes. 'joking' putting Wakanda through turmoil and choas was comedic to him. I clentched my fist till the tip of my fingers were white, and I could feel my heart beat in my throat. Angry was not a strong enough word to describe how Erik Killmonger made me feel, infuriated didn't quite grasp it either.

"Sorry If I don't think anarchy is something to joke about. You... you lack any respect for this nation. You almost ruin the royal family and send all of wakanda into choas and that funny to you! Oh Bast!"

Erik now was the one rolling his eyes. From the moment T'challa refused to let him die in Shuri's lab, Erik knew he would always be the man who tried to ruin Wakanda. The Adolf Hitler in their history books. He had come to accept it and maybe even feed into it from time to time. Eager to be the villian again.

"What are you doing?!" I interogated my tone still hostile from my previously ignored rant. I watched him fiddle with the buckle of his belt until that as well as his pants were off.

"I'm changing."

"Erik we need to go, The King requested our pressence at the ceremony to be timely!"

"And it will just let me change damn! Yall got a nigga out here dressed like kirk franklin and shit!" He grumbled now sliding off his shirt.

No one had quite managed to annoy me in the way that Erik did. He made my skin crawl like literally itch with the words that came out his mouth, and right now... right now I was at my witts end with him.

"No, lets go! Now!" I shouted. Balling up the clothes he had shed and throwing them toward him. Although his back to me and the clothes landing to the left of him not grazing him even the slightest, I knew Erik had seen what I'd done

Erik quickly turned around a haze covering his eyes as his face scruntched and twisted as if it were trying to find the right expression for this situation. The look in his eyes very similar to that of when he burned the heart shape herb.

It was dead silent before his dark chuckle broke the air and turned into a full blown laugh. As if he couldn't believe what he was hearing. He walked until his body towerd over mine. Till i could feel his breath sweep across my cheek and I could feel his scars lightly graze my skin.

"I don't know who the fuck you think you're talking to,but you can dead all that shit right now! Got it?" He growled lowly in my ear. His voice raspy and dark.

My knees almost went weak caused by the shortage my brain was having at the moment. The low growl of his voice, and feeling of his skin against mine was enough to overwhelm me but holy Bast the smell of his cologne fresh out the shower had me beside myself.

It was no secret that Erik was an attractive man, but no woman in Wakanda dared to admit it. I for one hadn't realized just how attractive until this moment right here. Maybe it was the touch of his skin or the look in his eyes. I'm not sure but, without much thought and pure impulse I smashed my lips into his. He seem surprised at first but had no hesitation in kissing me back. He brought his hand to my throat pulling me into him as he slippied his tougne into my mouth. A small moan escaped my lips as his free hand began to explore my body.

Quickly I pulled away.

"I- I'm-" I had no words.

My first instinct was to run, go far away from this room with this man standing in front of me. I reached for the door getting it slightly ajar before Erik slammed it closed. I turned to face him, my back pined to the door. He rested is left hand against the door while snaking his right arm around my waist. His teeth ever so slightly bite his bottom lip and his eyes grazed my body as if undressing me already.

Where my heart pounded with anger it now speed with anticipation and angst. I wanted so badly to feel his lips against mine again, to fell his hands rome my body again... just to feel him. But every logical thought in my mind, well the very few that remained, were telling me this was a bad idea.

"If you wanted a nigga... all you had to do was ask."

"I- I-"

I struggled to form a single coherent sentence. This only widen the already large grin on Erik's face. He had now completely pressed is body against mine, resting his member comfortable on my thigh.He bent down resting his head in the crook of my neck just where my ear was.

"Come on... Beg, daddy. Tell me you want me." his whispered his warm breath tingling my neck.

"I want you."

#Erik × reader #erik killmonger #black panther #black women #Wakanda

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