STXI Fic: An Assortment of Emotions
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snowdarkredTitle: An Assortment of Emotions
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Word Count: ~200
Paring: Kirk/McCoy
Rating: Ranging from PG to PG-13ish.
Author's Note: Just something I saw somewhere and thought I'd try. Genres include: Angst, AU, Crack, Crossover, First Time, Fluff, Humor, Hurt/Comfort, Smut, and UST.
Summary: Star Trek XI. Ten genres in 20 words each. Kirk/McCoy.
An Assortment of Emotions
Angst
Leonard looked away as the casket was lowered. “Good-bye, Jim.” He turned away. He didn't want to see the tears.
AU
“Dammit, Jim!” he shouted. “I'm a private investigator, not a doctor!” Jim grinned wearily at him from behind his desk.
Crack!
McCoy ignored the pleading look. He wouldn't give in. “No, Jim. You're a dog. You sleep in the doggie bed.”
Crossover
“Um, boss?” Tony DiNozzo said. He looked around. “I don't think we're in Kansas anymore. Not that we were before.”
First Time
McCoy leaned over him, examining his handiwork. Kirk felt each bruise, each hickey, each mark. It felt like coming home.
Fluff
Jim woke when the door opened. It was Bones, a tray held in his hands.
“Breakfast in bed,” he smiled.
Humor
“Jim,” McCoy snarled dangerously. “Did you try to do the laundry again?”
“...No?”
“Then why is all my underwear pink?”
Hurt/Comfort
McCoy held Kirk's bandaged hand tightly. The heart monitor beeped steadily.
“You'll be alright,” he whispered. There was no response.
Smut
Jim panted and twisted, his eyelashes fluttering. Sweat pooled along his collar bones. Leonard leaned forward and licked it off.
UST
Jim looked up and caught Bones's eye. They stared at each other, frozen, before time restarted. They looked away sharply.
Author:
snowdarkred Word Count: ~200
Paring: Kirk/McCoy
Rating: Ranging from PG to PG-13ish.
Author's Note: Just something I saw somewhere and thought I'd try. Genres include: Angst, AU, Crack, Crossover, First Time, Fluff, Humor, Hurt/Comfort, Smut, and UST.
Summary: Star Trek XI. Ten genres in 20 words each. Kirk/McCoy.
An Assortment of Emotions
Angst
Leonard looked away as the casket was lowered. “Good-bye, Jim.” He turned away. He didn't want to see the tears.
AU
“Dammit, Jim!” he shouted. “I'm a private investigator, not a doctor!” Jim grinned wearily at him from behind his desk.
Crack!
McCoy ignored the pleading look. He wouldn't give in. “No, Jim. You're a dog. You sleep in the doggie bed.”
Crossover
“Um, boss?” Tony DiNozzo said. He looked around. “I don't think we're in Kansas anymore. Not that we were before.”
First Time
McCoy leaned over him, examining his handiwork. Kirk felt each bruise, each hickey, each mark. It felt like coming home.
Fluff
Jim woke when the door opened. It was Bones, a tray held in his hands.
“Breakfast in bed,” he smiled.
Humor
“Jim,” McCoy snarled dangerously. “Did you try to do the laundry again?”
“...No?”
“Then why is all my underwear pink?”
Hurt/Comfort
McCoy held Kirk's bandaged hand tightly. The heart monitor beeped steadily.
“You'll be alright,” he whispered. There was no response.
Smut
Jim panted and twisted, his eyelashes fluttering. Sweat pooled along his collar bones. Leonard leaned forward and licked it off.
UST
Jim looked up and caught Bones's eye. They stared at each other, frozen, before time restarted. They looked away sharply.
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Date: 2010-06-18 04:42 pm (UTC)Me either! D: That would be beyond awful.
I'm glad you liked it! Thanks for reading.