#mckirk fic

[strawberrys-starship]

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[zanniscaramouche]

The Weight of You

It is an unspoken rule amongst medical staff that this bed belongs to one patient only, that said patient’s care will not be handed off to a supervising nurse, but rather dealt with personally by the CMO. Said CMO stares at the pristine bed and recalls every version of idiot that’s lain in it; all the blood that’s been stained on the sheets during hemorrhaging, the pain induced bile that has slicked the floor, the sweat soaked into the now sterilised pillow. There are worn marks under his feet from how often he’s stood in this very spot. It’s a new ship. They aren’t even done their first five year mission. Leonard’s hands tighten over the railing until his knuckles are white enough to match the sheets. “But god dammit, McCoy,” he mutters under his breath, eyes hazed over with visions of the past and undoubtedly his near future. “You don’t do anything the easy way, you bastard.”

Leonard McCoy/James T. Kirk - 6.5k - Complete Star Trek AOS

#James T. Kirk #Leonard McCoy #Bones #Bones McCoy #McKirk #Star Trek #Star Trek AOS #AOS #alternate original series #Star Trek Fanfiction #StarTrek #Star Trek Fanfic #mckirk fanfic #mckirk fic #zanni fic #character study

[the-magpieprince]

I just posted my first fic on ao3!!! It's just a short little McKirk convo but I wrote it with Spones in mind bc hello it's me skskks

(thanks to @thesovereignchimera @spongynova @thesquidkid and @angrycowboy for the beta reads)

#im still so nervous ngl #but also proud of myself #which is nice #and weird bc im not used to it LMAO #star trek #star trek fic #spones #spones fic #mckirk #mckirk fic #ao3 #bones mccoy #leonard mccoy #jim kirk #mcspirk #magpie writes

[mellaithwen]

#imagine he keeps that look for Kirk :)

EXCUSE ME. I would perish

adjdkssk (my tags were on this post) 💖

but but but silver fox status aside, it means all that and so much more because this is a Kirk who doesn’t have to die young, he can live, and be happy and content. He can grow old.

“To perfect eyesight, and a full head of hair,” Jim laughs to himself in the midst of his musings.

“Whu….?” A muffled grumble from the other side of the bed responds, and Jim watches with wry amusement as Bones slowly starts to wake. “Wha’ time’s it?”

Jim smiles. He can’t help it. His husband really isn’t a morning person, and the dishevelled look is equal parts hot and adorable.

“It’s early, go back to sleep.”

“Mmm, okay,” McCoy replies pliantly, as he shifts closer to Jim, intending on using his body as a pillow going forward. Jim doesn’t protest, not even a little, relishing instead in the opportunity to stroke the back of McCoy’s head—smoothing down some of the errant hairs that would give the admiralty a conniption.

Moment later, he speaks up again, sounding a little more alert even as he burrows in deeper to the embrace; “and Jim?” He says.

“Yes, Bones?”

“Happy birthday.”

#wHERE DID THIS COME FROM BRAIN #Kirk/McCoy #mckirk #Star Trek #Star Trek aos #Mellaithwen fanfic #it cOUNTS #ask #thisissirius #Star Trek fic #mckirk fic #james t kirk #leonard mccoy #kirk x bones #kirk x McCoy

[fireinmywoods]

fic: a battuta

It’s deep into gamma; he hardly saw a soul on his trek up from the shuttlebay. Jim must have forgotten to order the lights off when he headed to bed.

In which Leonard comes home. Teen, ~5k words.

As always, spoilers for palimpsest. Please please please read that first!

[read on AO3]

#[flails a second hand up out of the sarlacc maw] I MADE YOU SOMETHING #y'all i am SO out of the loop on ye olde hellsite - please nudge me with anything you want me to see! #fireinmywoods fic #palimpsest verse #mckirk fic #mckirk #otp: bedside manner #mccoy #kirk #star trek #aos

[anasticklefics]

Hey Iris

Fandom: Star Trek

Characters: Jim, Bones

Summary: When Bones uses their new intelligent personal assistant to ask about tickling Jim starts to wonder if this was a bad idea.

A/N: In my active era?? Maybe not.

Words: 1k

The tech was new enough for Jim to be excited when he agreed to try it out, but he felt a twinge of wariness as he watched the intelligent personal assistant get installed on his ship. With the motivation to make life easier for them all, including the captain, Jim had decided it couldn’t hurt to bring some ease onto the Enterprise after the year they’d had. They called it Iris, though Starfleet insisted it had no gender.

“A non-binary helper,” Jim said as he stared at the tiny plug that had been connected to the system. “Let’s see how this goes.”

At first they used it because it was new and exciting; asking the most simple of questions just to see if it actually would work.

“I told you it came from Russia!” Chekhov exclaimed, pointing at the general air around them. “Iris just confirmed it. You can never question me again.”

“We can question you plenty,” Uhura said with a fond roll of her eye. “But I’ll give you that one.”

After a certain point, they used it because it was easy; work-related questions where the answer could be in their hands in no time.

“Iris is quick,” Sulu said, frantically writing down its words on his pad.

Jim hummed. “Wait. Let me try something. Hey, Iris. Could you print out the answer to Mr Sulu’s question?”

The stack of papers were in Sulu’s gleeful arms in no time.

One day, Bones decided to use it for pleasure. The pleasure of seeing Jim blush to death, that is.

Iris worked all over the Enterprise. Jim had to admit he’d used it more than once to see where a certain crew member was situated on the ship, but he tried not to ever break any boundaries using it and had urged his crew to be mindful as well. Just because they could technically know everything, it didn’t mean they should.

Bones started using it to mess with him after clarifying that no one else but the people in the room where a question or request had been uttered could hear the answer. It had been such an innocent request, but Jim knew how he looked when Bones asked Iris to explain what tickling meant to them, and he knew damn well how he looked when Iris complied immediately.

“Why are you doing this?”

Bones’s grin was softer, but fatal nevertheless. “To see you squirm, of course.”

Jim wondered if he would actually make him squirm, or if he was using Iris to get Jim to ask for it. It had become his new thing; especially once he’d realized Jim almost never could just straight out ask for it.

“You’re awful.”

“Hmm, you keep talking and I can’t hear what it’s saying. Hey Iris. Could you explain what tickling is again?”

“Tickling is the act of touching a part of a body in a way that causes involuntary twitching movements or laughter.”

Jim wanted to sink through the floor. It was stupid. This was just basic information. Not even teases.

Wait.

“Hey Iris.”

Oh no.

Bones was bluffing. He knew he was.

“What is a tickle kink?”

Jesus fucking Christ.

Jim stood so abruptly he probably would’ve interrupted Iris had it been human. “Bones, please.”

“Please what?” Bones asked over Iris explaining what a goddamn tickle kink was.

“Stop this.”

“Oh, but I’m not done. Hey Iris. Can you give us some tickle teases?”

Jim was going to murder him.

“Okay, okay!” he cried, holding up his hands. “I’ll ask for it, are you happy?”

Bones, fucking Bones, smiled innocently at him. “Ask for what?”

Iris had stopped talking and the silence was suddenly deafening. Jim huffed, feeling his face flush. Stupid, all of it. And yet he found he couldn’t let the moment drop. Not that Bones would let him, but still.

Still.

“For you to tickle me,” he finally said, aiming for accusation. “That’s what you want me to say, isn’t it?”

“I was mostly just messing with you, but if you want me to tickle you you could’ve just asked.” He let out a laugh. “Well, I guess you just did. Hey Iris? Make sure the door is locked and the room soundproof. I feel a sudden urge to go for your hips and I know you can’t remain calm for that.”

Bones was a dead man, but Jim was a dying one. He took a step back, unsure of why. Bones would get him anyway. He would let him get him anyway.

The couch was soft when he landed, knees on each side of him as fingertips brushed over his sides for starters. Just to wake his senses up. Just to show him what was going to happen. Jim started giggling immediately, which was embarrassing each time, but Bones simply laughed along with him before he latched onto his hip bones and wouldn’t let go. Jim screamed, once, outdrawn, before it got broken up by laughter. Maybe it was a good thing Iris had made the room soundproof. They’d been busy, his skin had been starved, and he’d forgotten just how good Bones was at this.

“Fuck!” he cried, head thrown back and hands flailing to grip something without shoving Bones off. “Wait, wait, wait-”

“For?”

Jim didn’t know. Jim couldn’t speak.

Briefly, as Bones sent ticklish shocks through his body, Jim wondered if Iris was registering what was happening at all. Wondered if it would use it against him somehow. No one on this ship would judge him, really, but this wasn’t theirs to hear.

Maybe he would bring it up with Bones afterward. He wasn’t really in a position to hold a discussion.

“Oh my god, switch spots please-”

“Say please.”

“I just fuckin’ did-”

“I didn’t hear you.”

It was a dance, with Bones leading just enough to keep Jim on his toes, but stopping for long enough to make sure he wasn’t overstepping. His pauses came as switching spots so that he was tickling one that wasn’t as bad, and so Jim made sure to breathe when he went for his sides again, gently teasing the curve of his torso.

He wasn’t done, and Jim was glad, because he wasn’t done either.

#tickling #ticklish!jim #mckirk #mckirk fic #star trek fic #ana's fics #hey iris

[nhasablogg]

A Needed Thing

Fandom: Star Trek

Characters: Bones, Jim

Summary: Bones proposes that Jim should do weekly tickle therapy sessions to help with his mood and Jim is finally forced to talk about it.

A/N: Shy blushy Jim! That is all.

Words: 950

It wasn’t as if Bones hadn’t known about it, but it was one thing being gently (and desperately) coaxed into it and to watch it happen before him without his involvement. He wasn’t really jealous, but the sound caught his attention mostly because he rarely heard it from afar and he found his gaze lingering. He wasn’t sure of what his expression was when Jim caught his eye, but the way timidness washed over him made Bones wonder if he’d been smiling, just a little.

Jim hadn’t been avoiding him per se, but it was exceptionally difficult to get him alone the following days, as if Bones would corner him and force him confess to it all, when simply all Bones wanted was to make a proposition.

“A proposition?” Jim asked, having finally entered his quarters without excuses. He crossed his arms where he was sitting across from Bones, sinking into the couch ever so slightly.

“Well, I couldn’t help but notice- relax, I won’t tease you, I’m simply making an observation, okay?”

“Okay.”

“So, I know you like being tickled-”

“Lord,” Jim said, standing, but Bones grabbed his wrist and pulled him back down. “You said you weren’t going to tease.”

“If that was teasing to you I know you wouldn’t survive the real deal. Let me talk, okay?”

Jim crossed his arms again. “Okay.”

Bones rolled his eyes. “Right. Well, I know you like it because I’ve had to endure years of you begging for it- ap! Don’t protest.” Jim closed his mouth again with a huff. “And seeing the way you let Uhura tickle you and did very little to get away made it all the more obvious. It was adorable, might I add.”

“Oh, shut up,” Jim said, pinkening. “I was humoring her.”

“Of course you were. But anyway, to my point.”

“Oh, you have one, have you?”

“Shut up. It didn’t escape my notice that you’re always in a better mood when tickled-”

“I will leave this conversation, Bones.”

“-and I propose you might have to make it a weekly thing. Tickle therapy, if you may. I know how difficult this past year’s been and I think it would do you good.”

Jim didn’t reply now even though Bones had fallen silent, but simply rubbed at his neck, a nervous habit he’d not been able to shake even as he’d become captain. He was bright red, and Bones allowed him to feel his embarrassment rather than try to soothe him. It would only make it worse, but Jim had gotten better at handling this emotion, or at the very least to hide it behind a facade of confidence. It was different with just Bones, though. He’d seen this boy blush his head off more times than he could count and had enjoyed it for most of them.

He felt sorry for him now, wondering if he should’ve just kept the idea to himself and tickled him weekly without mentioning the reasons; that it made him happy and relaxed and that he probably needed it more than ever now. But one part of him was desperate for Jim to finally talk about this with him. He’d never really done it before.

“Jim?” he said tentatively when Jim still didn’t talk and Jim met his gaze only because he knew there would be no judgment there. “What do you think?”

Jim hummed, his blush spreading down over his neck. “I, uh, can see why you thought of it. I know you know things I’ve not told you about.” He trailed off, looking down at his lap. “I’m not sure why I get like this about it.”

“Shy?”

“I guess,” he said with a shrug.

“It’s okay,” Bones said. “Both to feel shy and to let yourself be vulnerable.”

“I know.”

“Do you?” Bones grinned ever so slightly and Jim let out a laugh.

“Okay, maybe I’m not acting as if I do, but I promise I do. As for your idea- well, it’s not a bad idea, but-”

“But?”

“I don’t know if I want to turn it into therapy? Like, I feel like it would turn it into a chore of some kind and not something I get when I want it.”

Bones deflated. “That makes sense.”

“But,” Jim added quietly. “I, uh, can come to you when I need it. If that’s okay? So instead of a weekly thing it will just be a, uh, needed thing.”

“That sounds good actually. Well, it won’t be very different from what you’ve been doing anyway,” he said with a smirk and Jim flushed again. “But this time around I can stop pretending not to know what you want.”

“I knew you were playing dumb.”

“Well, if you wanna be vague you’ll have to deal with the consequences. So what should our code be? I assume you’re not gonna just ask for it.”

“Oh, uh.” Jim rubbed at his neck. “Maybe I can just say that I need it?”

“That works.”

“Bones.”

“Mm?”

“I need it.”

Bones was more than willing to comply, scooting closer immediately and going for his knees, squeezing just above the kneecaps and making Jim curl up with a surprised laugh. Nothing unusual. They’d done this so many times Bones could almost predict all of Jim’s reactions to this one sided tickle fight entirely correctly. It was familiar. It was safe.

Jim laughed and Bones tickled, one hand still on his knee while the other poked at his ribs, and Jim would eventually grab his wrists and hold onto them as Bones kept tickling, until it became too much and he would beg and fall to the floor, or something like that.

They’d done this before and would do it again.

#tickling #ticklish!jim #ticklish!kirk #mckirk #mckirk fic #n writes #a needed thing #star trek

[trek-tracks]

Do you ever think about how Kirk had a "best friend" on the ship before Bones in Gary Mitchell, a man who:

a) deviously manipulates him into heartbreak for Mitchell's benefit,

b) shames him for not being "fun" enough when he's in a position of power,

c) openly insults intelligent and powerful women,

d) treats everyone cruelly as soon as he gets power and tries to seize everything for himself,

e) finds it fascinating that he can stop a person's heart for fun, and

f) tries to murder Kirk instead of admitting that he's a danger to the universe,

and then chooses to replace him with Bones, a man who:

a) tries to save Kirk from heartbreak at every opportunity,

b) gets him to smile and relax by being genuinely interested in how he's doing and telling him that he's great and respected just as he is,

c) openly toasts intelligent and powerful women,

d) treats everyone kindly as soon as he gets power and tries to use it to help as many people as he can,

e) cries about how people suffered when medical treatments were less advanced, and

f) says, "Jim, I can't destroy life, even if it's to save my own. I can't."

because I do

#star trek #star trek tos #jim kirk #leonard mccoy #mckirk #gary mitchell #where no man has gone before #the empath #the ultimate computer #is there in truth no beauty? #for the world is hollow and i have touched the sky #city on the edge of forever #bones mccoy #that's growth baybee #it's what jim deserves #i think jim should maybe appreciate the difference a little more but that's just me #your local bones defender #prairiedawn has a great fic on ao3 about what would have happened if bones had gotten gary's powers instead #spoiler: he doesn't turn into a megalomaniac because he was never capable of it #day 2 of covid ughhh save me

[dustykneed]

god mcspirk is so terrific. i love when jim and spock scheme together (ok jim schemes but he ropes spock into it too and spock just can't say no to his captain) to fluster bones.

sometimes jim just wants to see his boyfriends make out with tongue... is that too much to ask?

prompt fill for @mcspirkevents' mcspirk bingo prompt "sloppy kissing" ←⁠(⁠>⁠▽⁠<⁠)⁠ﾉ

#star trek #star trek tos #tos #star trek fanart #leonard mccoy #bones mccoy #spock #s'chn t'gai spock #jim kirk #captain kirk #mcspirk fanart #mcspirk #spones #mckirk #spirk #dust trek hcs #dont ask me how long this took i dont know either #im really really proud of this one!! #surprisingly wholesome for a Spiced (lol) prompt lmao #the problem with being both an artist and a writer is sometimes you get fic ideas but get fixated on them becoming comics and make life #SIGNIFICANTLY more difficult for yourself #ill rb with ny bingo card i guess!! #btw in case i couldnt make it clear enough (bc the ten pic limit lmao) #jim was like #hey spock i have a GREAT idea for the next time bones bites his tongue. you should make out #and they didnt make him bite his tongue on purpose they were just waiting for that next time hed bite his tongue #for my own fucking sanity please assume that there is copious amounts of tongue in that last panel i just dont know how to draw ppl kissing #BUT ITS GETTING BETTER CLEARLY LMAO #oh and by the second to last panel bones has realised spock has probably had his booboos kissed by amanda as a kid #mcspirk bingo

[papanowo]

yall ever forget which cast youre supposed to be imagining when reading a fanfic

#with academy fics i usually mix it up on purpose however #the amount of times ive gone into a fic with tos on the brain only for them to describe kirks baby blue eyes is. rlly funny #and dont get me STARTED on snw #my art #star trek #star strek tos #jim kirk #james t kirk #leonard mccoy #bones mccoy #mckirk

[kirks-slutty-red-tights]

you guys just dont even. understand Him. hes NOT super overly sweet and affectionate with his partner(s), although he does love them very much. he reluctantly accepts a kiss on the cheek from jim, melodramatically rolling his eyes and kicking him out of the sickbay. but he looks back at jim as he walks away, a soft smile on his face and an added pep in his step for the rest of his shift.

he grumbles about "ridiculous vulcan voodoo" and makes a face as spock offers him an ozh'esta. but when their fingers touch, spock can feel the overwhelming affection underneath his icy exterior; his armor protecting him from getting hurt again.

the armor isn't going to fall off the moment he falls in love. it may not ever fall off; not all the way, at least. spock and jim aren't there to "fix" him, they're there to love him as he is. he doesn't have to outwardly express his love to show that he loves. he loves and cares deeply, all he ever wants is for everyone around him to be safe and to feel better.

in this essay about leonard mccoy, i will be-

#star trek #ollievores little ramble time #ollievores big ramble time more like #leonard mccoy #bones mccoy #star trek bones #mckirk #spones #mcspirk #star trek tos #headcanon #character interpretation #bones is so important to me y'all #i feel like no fics can get his character correctly

[assiraphales]

I love that bones x kirk are just a walking ao3 fic in the 2009 film. the writers said spirk has had enough time in the sun time for MY otp, and had them meet at the lowest points of their lives. mccoy is drunk and threatening to puke on jim, jim is hungover/looks like shit, and then mccoy, the most dramatic man on the shuttle who has been spouting about imminent death, goes “all I got left r my bones” and offers him a drink from his flask. instead of being like ok this guy is mental he goes this guy is my new best friend. and then they spend their entire time at the academy as best friends! and when jim isn’t allowed onto the ship, bones risks his entire career to bring him along. because not only is it jim’s dream to see the black (not his), but he can’t imagine going out there without him. they started their relationship at rock bottom, and grew together. they rebuild their lives together. and they are a part of each other’s foundations 

#time to re read my favorite fic of all time for the 8th time lmao #mckirk #star trek

[zanniscaramouche]

The Road to Desolation

McCoy hadn’t recognised the name on the poster, and since the man was already captured it was hardly necessary for a likeness of the criminal printed there, which means standing in front of the crude cell is where he first lays eyes on what must be the notorious James T. Kirk. “You might wanna muzzle him,” the warden says with a sharp sort of glee. McCoy wrinkles his nose against the foul stench. His eyes begin to water in protest. Fucking Christ, what has he gotten himself into? OR Leonard McCoy is an out-of-work ranch hand in need of fast cash and Jim Kirk is a captured bandit bound for a train that will send him to death-row. When McCoy takes on the job of getting Kirk on that train, he’s got no idea how much his patience and everything he thinks he knows about the world is going to be tested.

McKirk - Cowboys & Bandits / ABO - 39k - Complete

#McKirk #leonard mccoy #Jim Kirk #Star Trek #Star Trek AOS #AOS #scar fic #realising I should have made a star trek side blog #hmm #to come I'm sure #leonard bones mccoy #Bones McCoy #Bones #James T Kirk #Captain Kirk #Dr McCoy #Dr Bones #how many variations can I make? #mckirk fic #bones/jim

[the-magpieprince]

we need more mckirk

so I wrote some!

just some short sweet cuddling :)

#star trek #magpie writes #star trek fic #star trek tos #star trek the original series #star trek tos fic #james t kirk #captain kirk #jim kirk #bones mccoy #dr mccoy #doctor mccoy #leonard bones mccoy #leonard mccoy #mckirk #bones and jim #mckirk fic

[lokilenchen]

I read @fireinmywoods new fic a battuta and I just couldn’t resist drawing them in the way I imagined them while reading 💛💙

#jim kirk #leonard mccoy #mckirk #star trek aos #my art #fanart for fanfic #occasionally I’m seen doing art for fics #star trek fanart #leonard mccoy fanart #jim kirk fanart

[fireinmywoods]

fic: the polished surface of our being [1/3]

“Where the hell are you?”

“Kinda busy right now,” Jim says, his voice tinny over the comm channel, crackling with static. “Can we save the yelling for later? Pretty sure it’ll keep till after none of us are being hunted for sport.”

The moments that never happened. Teen, ~5k.

MAJOR, MAJOR SPOILERS FOR SMOKE IN EVERY LANE. Please read the main story first.

[read on AO3]

#fireinmywoods fic #SIEL verse #mckirk fic #mckirk #otp: bedside manner #otp: heart and soul #mccoy #kirk #star trek #aos