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The Claims We Make - by GrumpyBones (Star Trek Reverse Big Bang)
Jim is in the draft stages of a plan, still choosing between the two equally delightful: Intentionally, wildly, mispronouncing the name of their planetary destination or asking the Vulcan an extremely specific question about a species that doesn't even exist, when he starts the swivel in his chair. He decides, at the last moment, to go with an old favorite.

“Mr. Spock, please scan the area for—” a familiar pain in his neck that twinges at the angle he forces it to stretch in order to see the science station.

Only he doesn't see it. He might, for a second, the visual getting lost in the manual reboot his brain seems to be conducting. There’s a glimpse, a brief one, a preview if you will, that his subconscious seems to hand over with timid restraint. As if the different sections of his mind are passing the photo around with an incredulous, Are you seeing this too?

He blinks a few times, the sight in front of him remaining. He takes a quick glance around the Bridge as a whole where the rest of the crew continue on with their duties. They either refuse to notice or simply don’t care about the sight being presented to the Captain’s right.

He tells himself that his eyes need to return to the viewscreen even as they snap back to the section of skin peeking out between the black pants and the science-blue uniform shirt. The top has ridden up his spine, just so, revealing a glimpse of swirling script inscribed on the olive tinted strip of Spock’s lower back.

Spock has a tattoo, the tone of his inner dialogue missing the mark of simple shock as he swivels the chair back into proper position, a strange sense of hurt rumbling beneath a blanket of pure disbelief, Spock has a tattoo and he didn’t tell me.
st:aos  kirk/spock  bodymod  pining  winona  off-world  infirmary  honesty  bonded 
july 2019 by runpunkrun
Fire and Water for Your Love by dragongirlG
When the Avengers investigate an abandoned HYDRA base on behalf of S.H.I.E.L.D., they unexpectedly encounter a dark-haired man with a torn metal arm, who leads them to an even more shocking discovery deeper inside the base. The Avengers must reconcile what they have found with the lies S.H.I.E.L.D. has been telling for decades.

*** mostly skip the last two chapters as needlessly graphic flashbacks to the past
avengers_au  steverogers/buckybarnes  pepperpotts/tonystark  h/c  noncon  bodymod  team  dragongirlG  wordcount:75.000-100.000 
march 2019 by tittakv
A resource for magnetic finger implants, created by Charlotte Dann. What is a magnetic implant? Why would you want such a thing? Are you going to die? Yes. We will all die.
bodymod  implants  biohacking  magnet 
february 2019 by sjmarshy
ink by frostbitebakery
He had been working up the courage to tell Steve all evening now. Not…courage exactly, though thinking about Steve’s reaction does send a twinge of anxiety rushing through him, making his hand clammy. It’s just, he knows he made a mistake in not telling Steve beforehand. Not discussing it with him. But when he sat in the chair, going over the details with the artist one last time, the need to do this had pulled at him so strongly he’d thought he would choke if he didn’t do it.

“I went to the studio today and got the tattoo.”

But this tattoo, it wasn’t a mistake. It wasn’t. It wasn’t.
avengers  steverogers/buckybarnes  frostbitebakery  moodcolorpanties  bdsm  angst  bodymod  wordcount:2.000-4.999 
december 2018 by tittakv
First Contact - by triedunture
Jim was just about to suggest a game of cards when the aliens came.

They arrived unannounced in a shower of sparks about two yards away from the porch steps. Jim's dad was on his feet in an instant, his hand gripping Jim's elbow tight. For some reason, Jim's first thought was that this was some kind of dust storm, maybe a lightning strike. Lightning worked in funny ways, he knew. But no, the light died away and left three shapes standing there in long dark robes. It wasn't a trick of the light.

Winona Kirk's cigarette sputtered in the grass, where it was dropped from her nerveless fingers. Jim watched it for a moment before shifting his attention back to the three figures standing on their lawn.

The tallest stepped forward. His hair was a shiny black helmet and his face looked like cold marble and his ears were an elves', all pointed at the high tips. "I greet you—" he said, or tried to.

"George, get Jim inside. Go, now," Jim's mom said quickly.

The stranger continued, heedless. "There is no need to be frightened."

"Too late," Jim's dad rumbled, his voice an earthquake against Jim's back. "What are you?"

"I am Sarek of Vulcan, ambassador to your planet." He bowed his regal head. "We have been preparing for this moment for quite some time, Mr. and Mrs. Kirk. This is the day we reveal ourselves to you."
st:tos  au  kirk/spock  iowa  firstcontact  meet-as-kids  whoops  bonded  pirates  bodymod  reunion  angry  mind-meld  <3 
july 2018 by runpunkrun
Something Smart to Do - by kianspo
“I’m not sure, but I think somewhere in that reference, there was definitely some sexual harassment, sir.”

Pike actually smirks at him. “You weren’t enlisted at the time, genius. But speaking of harassment, how’s Spock? Not a fan of the body art, I take it?”

“Nah, he got rid of his the moment we beamed back. No sense of adventure.”

“Good for him. And for the love of my sanity, would you stop dragging him into those hairbrained schemes of yours? Not that I don’t enjoy watching Komack develop an aneurism every time he reads one of your reports, but I’m the one who has to present them to the Federation Council Starfleet Oversight Committee, the Enterprise being the test case for long-ranged missions and all. And do you know who’s the vice chairman of that committee, Kirk? Ambassador Sarek of Vulcan.”

Jim stills. “Um.”

“Oh yes. Every time I have to explain to him in detail how you had to fake-marry his son, he looks at me like he thinks going back to the time when Vulcans weren’t pacifists might be a good idea.”

“Look, first of all, Spock was onboard this time. And it’s not my fault that every new space race we meet has a grudge against single people. Actually, as a single person, I’m offended by that, but I don’t go around telling alien cultures to mind their own business, I just do my damn job. Spock can damn well suck it up and deal. Er.” He pauses. “Maybe don’t tell Sarek I said that.”

“Oh no, I’ll quote you directly,” Pike promises in a tone that suggests he would do exactly that, the asshole. “Until next time, Captain Kirk.”
st:aos  kirk/spock  faking-it  marriage  bodymod  training  bonded  infirmary  kissing 
may 2018 by runpunkrun
Lap Magnet - Prairie_Grass
Wherein an ill-advised floral arrangement leads to a whole new definition of obliviousness, accidental mate-bonds, and far more sex and tropes than one fic really needs.


Five times Derek and Stiles didn’t notice how close they were (literally) and then a whole bunch of times when they did...
1:teenwolf  2:derek/stiles  bond  bodymod  kink  **** 
march 2018 by pollipocket
The Truth - by falsepremise
McCoy slipped over to Spock and whispered, ‘you sure you still want to do this? This is more like a personal confession.’

Spock raised an eyebrow, ‘The ceremony is not exactly as we expected. However, it still involves simply telling the truth and it is necessary for one of us to partake in it. I remain the logical choice.’

Jim’s gaze flicked to Spock’s, his brow furrowing in worry, ‘yeah, but are you still comfortable with this, Spock? This isn’t quite what we imagined. If it was me I’d be freaking out right now.’

Spock straightened his science blues, ‘Then it is fortunate that Vulcans do not freak out. All the more reason why I am the logical choice.’

Jim examined Spock’s face carefully, unsure of what to do. But he recognised the fiercely determined glint in Spock’s eye and realised that Spock was going to do this with or without Jim’s say so. Finally, Jim sighed, ‘If you are sure you can handle it.’

Spock nodded and stepped towards the Ashtahli, ‘I believe it is my turn.’

McCoy passed Spock the second vial of Talesh and Spock drank it quickly. At first Spock appeared unmoved but then his hands began to clench and he swayed. With a howl he collapsed on the floor, dropping the vial.

‘It is in effect,’ Amresh whispered.

Jim felt his heart crack. This was a mistake. He should have pulled rank. He should have ordered Spock back to the ship and taken the damn truth serum himself. Spock looked as if he was in physical pain. His face was contorted into the same grim expression that was burned into Jim’s memory. The expression he wore in what should have been Jim’s final moments, the expression he wore as Jim asked him how to turn off his feelings and held his hand to the glass…
st:aos  kirk/spock  off-world  whoops  honesty  rituals  bodymod 
december 2017 by runpunkrun
Strangelands by Claudia_flies
In the room, they just want to talk. Talk and talk and talk endlessly. Circles over the same thing and she’s so bored. She wonders if the Americans think this is torture.
avengers  clintbarton/natasharomanov  claudia_flies  bodymod  wordcount:2.000-4.999 
december 2017 by tittakv
Written on the Heart - by who_la_hoop (H/D Erised 2016)
“This leaves us with just one new Slytherin,” McGonagall says – and Harry’s heart drops, like an out of control Gringotts’ cart hurtling down to the depths of the vaults. “Harry Potter, please join your new housemates at the Slytherin table.”

What should he do? Harry wonders. He could just sit there, he supposes. He’s too old to be dragged anywhere, and he thinks that if he objects hard enough then she’ll be forced to back down. Emotion rises in his chest and threatens to choke him. Is it not enough that he suffered through all that shit, that now he has to be separated from his friends and forced to . . . to . . .

It’s the fact he can’t pin down the end of that thought that makes up his mind. Forced to sit with some people he doesn’t really like? It’s all a bit pathetic, really. He faced death and didn’t waver – he can cope with . . . with . . .

With sleeping in the same room as Draco Malfoy.
hp  harry/draco  afterthewar  hogwarts  8thyear  rehoused  soulmates  bodymod  blaise  xmas 
july 2017 by runpunkrun

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