Skyler (He/They)

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"I'll call out your name, but you won't call back." | Thermometer | Delirium | "They don't care about you."

Just when things were starting to go good again, they went downhill. Because if anything was consistent in his life, it was the bad luck. So even though he had just become captain of the newly refurbished Enterprise and they were about to start their 5 year mission, the first ever in Star Fleet history, he had to go and mess things up.

It started out as just a regular routine mission. They were supposed to go to this planet along the outskirts of the Alpha quadrant so they could see if it might be a good fit for the vulcan refugees.

“This is Captain Kirk. We are 5 hours out from Non Tellio in the Rho Minor system. Once we arrive I would like 2 security officers as well as a few scientists specialized in environmental studies to accompany me and First Officer Spock in Transporter 1. Kirk out.”

~~~

“Keptin. We are rapidly approaching the atmosphere of the planet. Should we enter orbit?”

“Aye Chekov. Make it so.” As he said this, Kirk rose in his seat and headed to the turbolift. “Spock, you’re with me.”

“Yes Captain.” The two headed to the turbolift where is took them down to the transporter wing. The 2 security officers as well as the scientists were already there when they arrived and Scotty was manning the transporter room.

“7 to beam down to the surface Scotty.”

“Aye Captain. Stand by to transport.” The seven of them got onto the transporter pad, and then felt the tingling sensation Kirk had always associated with being transported. He supposed he should stop teasing Bones about the dislike of transporters, after all, it did leave him feeling off balanced when he arrived.

In the ten seconds it took for him to run this train of thought, they had arrived on the planet. However, it seemed like the planet was covered in crystalline structures, which was weird because this planet was supposed to be similar to vulcan. Which meant sand, not crystals.

“Captain it appears the planet is not what we were expecting.”

“No shit Sherlock.”

“Captain my name is Spock not Sherlock.”

“It’s an expression Spock.”

“Ah.” There was a pause. “I still do not get it.” Kirk shook his head.

“Nevermind then.” He turned to address the landing party. “I know this isn’t what we were expecting and I doubt it will work as a planet for the vulcan refugees but nonetheless we should still observe the planet.”

There was a chorus of “Aye Captains” as the landing team fanned out, leaving just Spock and Kirk.

“Well Spock? Where do you want to explore?”

“I don’t think we should do any exploring until the rest of the party has come back.”

“Oh come on it will be fun!”

“Captain with you various allergies I don’t think it’s wise to-” Spock was cut off as Kirk starting walking in the opposite direction. Spock sighed and started following, after all, someone responsible had to follow him.

By the time Spock had gotten over to Kirk, he had already started poking at the different alien plant life. Spock had to resist the urge to roll his eyes.

“Hey Spock come look at this! It looks like it’s smiling at me!” When Spock heard this he panicked, he had remembered an alien plant in the Vulcan archives that looked bright and colorful but would trap you in your mind if you got to close. It was a brilliant defense mechanism, but unfortunately not so great when you have a Captain such as Kirk.

Just as Spock was about to warn him, Kirk touched the plant. The effect was immediate. His eyes glazed over and he collapsed.

“Spock to Enterprise. Two to beam up to med bay.”

“Aye Spock.”

~~~

McCoy was having a perfectly fine day. Until Kirk decided to do something stupid and ruin his alone time. That kid was going to be the death of him one day.

“Alright hobgoblin. What happened.”

“We landed on the planet and even though it wasn’t anything like Vulcan, the Captain thought it would be wise to explore anyways.”

“And I’m assuming that means he decided to go start touching random things?”

“Yes. Just as he was about to touch the plant I recognized it from our archives on Vulcan. I believe it has trapped Kirk in his mind. Although he may also be allergic to it.”

“Kid can’t do anything by half measures can he?”

“Doctor?”

“Nevermind. Why don’t you go look through the computer and see if you can’t find that plant while I stay here and try and keep him from dying.”

“Yes Doctor McCoy. I shall return once I have found the information.” 

~~~

He was cold. It wasn’t the cold when his mom forgot to pay for the power in fall. It was a deep, piercing cold. It seemed to go down to his bones, down to his very soul. All he could feel was cold. There was nothing else.

~~~

“Doctor I believe I found something that may be of use.”

“Well thank god because keeping Kirk alive is harder than a biscuit during winter.”

“Are biscuits not normally hard?”

“What no- nevermind. What do you have.”

“It seems the plant definitely has a mental aspect to it and it if the Captain can work through it on his own, he should come back to us. If he isn’t back within 24 hours, it means he is stuck and needs help getting out. Normally a Vulcan Healer would be used, but as I am the only Vulcan on the ship, it would have to be me.”

“Kid can’t ever make it easy for me can he.”

“Unfortunately not Doctor.”

“Yes well it’s already almost 20 hours in and he hasn’t shown any signs of change. You are probably gonna have to do my job for me and get Kirk out of this damned situation.”

“I shall go meditate so I am ready, comm me at the 24 hour mark.”

~~~

24 hours later and there was still no change in Kirk’s condition. So Spock had McCoy transport Kirk over to his dorms so he could set up the traditional meditation chamber. He didn’t want anything to go wrong especially when dealing with matters of the mind.

He steeled himself to enter Kirk’s mind. Checked, and double checked, and triple checked his shields were in place. But nothing prepared him for what he saw when he entered.

~~~

He felt the sting of pain all over his body. Each knife seemed to say something different.

“They don’t care about you.” A stab to the heart.

“Why would Spock ever want to be friends with you.” A stab from behind.

“You are a monster.” A stab in the palm of his hand.

“Why are you such an idiot.” A stab to the head.

“You never should have survived Tarsus.” A stab in his stomach.

“You are less than zero.” He is bleeding out. He was covered in blood. He collapsed.

~~~

Spock rushed over to Kirk horrified. His Captain, his friend, was bleeding out in front of him.

“Captain!” There was a certain air of desperation to Spock’s voice that he hadn’t experienced since Nero. There was no response. There was a stench of blood and the chilling silence that always seemed to avoid his friend. Except for now. Now his friend was silent and hardly moving.

He rushed to Kirk’s side and collapsed on his knees next to him. He had to do something, anything. So he placed his hands on Kirk’s. And he did the only thing he could do. He took Kirk’s pain from him and replaced it with the words “Wake Up”. 

Maybe he would die, or stay trapped in his Captain’s mind. But it would be worth it. He had to atone for what he did to his friend somehow. And maybe this would finally be his recompense.

~~~

When Kirk awoke he wasn’t in the med bay for once. He blinked his eyes open and looked around the room. He saw Spock in the corner which meant he had to be in his first officer’s quarters.

He slowly got up from the bed and walked over to Spock who seemed to still be in meditation.

“Spock?” No response. He shook Spock’s shoulders. No response. He felt something wet in his hands and looked down. Blood. But there was no pain. Which meant…

“Computer to MedBay.”

“Spock did it work?”

“Bones! I’m awake but Spock is currently unresponsive and bleeding out, I need you to come down here.”

“Damn Hobgoblin. You got it Captain.” 5 minutes later and Bones was down there with his full emergency kit for when someone was so critical they couldn’t be moved to MedBay.

He watched as Bones scanned Spock with his tricorder and found several stab wounds. He patched them up as quickly as he could with the dermal regenerator. When that was finished he hooked Spock up to a bag of fluids and blood that he had stored from Spock just in case anything like this ever happened.

“...will he be okay?” Bones turned to Kirk and nodded. He breathed a sigh of relief. Hopefully when Spock woke up he would be able to fill him in on what all had happened. But for now he would wait by his First Officer’s side until he woke up. It was the least he could do.

"But now this room is spinning while I'm trying just to fill in all the gaps." | Safety Net | Swooning | "How many fingers am I holding up?"

Ricky felt himself going higher and higher up into the air, ground disappearing from underneath him just as it had all his life. It disappeared when Nini broke up with him, it disappeared when his parents started fighting, it disappeared when they eventually got a divorce, and it definitely disappeared when his mom brought her new “boyfriend”.

So going up into the air in a harness was not his favorite after school activity but if it would help get him and Nini back together and stop the entire drama department from being mad at him, he was going to do it, damn the consequences.

Falling 5 ft with a beast mask on his face was not part of the plan. To start with, his arm got trapped under him when he hit the ground, and from the pain radiating outward, he definitely sprained it, probably broke a few bones. At least he could finally cross that off his bucket list though.

Distantly he heard the screams of his castmates, though he still couldn’t see them, the mask had shifted around on his head as he fell, scratching up his face a bit since the inside was still a little unfinished. Though he wondered if they were screaming because they were worried or because he had messed up rehearsal. Again. He wouldn’t be surprised if it was the latter. It usually was.

He felt a hand touch his shoulder and a voice saying words he couldn’t comprehend. The beast mask was being lifted from his face and then there were warm hands wiping tears from his eyes. They were starting to swell shut, probably a reaction from the mask, since he was allergic to latex, not that the drama department knew that. Or even cared to ask.

They really should get better safety protocols in this building though. Considering this is the second time he’s been in a harness 5 ft above the ground. Honestly that is probably an OSHA violation or something.

He tried to stand because then maybe the screaming would stop. Maybe he should try to recite some of his lines from the scene they were working on. Then rehearsal might not be ruined.

He put his hands on the ground behind him and tried to push himself up, before realizing why that was a bad idea. Pain flared in his wrist, and also his ankle. Because of course he couldn’t get away with just a small injury where he could still go on stage. He had to go and break the bones in his wrist, and his ankle.

The hands that were on his face before reached out to steady him, and the voice was panicking again. He heard something about fingers, but wasn’t sure why on earth there would be a sentence about fingers in the context of Beauty and the Beast? Maybe it was Gaston telling beast that he’s a flesh eating monster. That would probably make sense. Though he wasn’t really sure of anything at this point.

Speaking of Gaston, that would mean that EJ was currently holding him upright. EJ, as in the girlfriend stealing water polo jock who hated him for getting the main role twice. Although if it was EJ, why was he picking him up into a bridal style carry and why was his face heating up. Maybe it was because he was coming down with a fever. Yeah that seems reasonable.

Now that he was in the air again, thankfully not 5 ft up, he could feel the steady rhythm of walking. Whoever was holding him was very good at being consistent. Which means it’s most definitely EJ. Because no one else would have the strength and the rhythm to actually carry him in a way that was starting to loll him to sleep.

But why on earth was he getting carried? He could still do his lines while lying on the ground. Maybe he was in the way of the blocking. That would make sense. Or maybe they just couldn’t stand the sight of him anymore so they decided to haul him out of the theater since he kept messing things up.

He still had more questions than answers by the time he was drifting to sleep, which in hindsight is probably not good considering he had a concussion. But at least he knew for certain that it was EJ who was carrying him away. Meaning EJ either hated him or actually cared about him. And for the first time since the beginning of the year, he wasn’t thinking about Nini.

No. 3 (BBC Merlin) Hair’s Breadth From Death

Gun To Temple | “Say Goodbye.” | Impaled

Summary: While Merlin is out getting herbs for Gaius he gets ambushed by Bandits. Arthur senses that he is danger because they are "two sides of the same coin" and comes to rescue him.

Content Warnings: None

Additional Notes: Arthur and Merlin can be either romantic or platonic in this. Technically a soulmate AU where you can feel the pain your soulmate is feeling and locate them once you both turn 21.

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Prompt No. 2: Nowhere To Run

Cornered | Caged | Confrontation

Summary: Dr. Wells comes back to mess with Buck.

Content Warnings: Disassociation (detailed), Negative Self Talk (brief), Non Consensual Kissing (detailed), Non Consensual Touching (detailed), Past Rape/Non-Con (mentioned)

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Prompt No 1: A Little Out Of The Ordinary

Adverse Effects | Unconventional Restraints | “This Wasn’t Supposed To Happen.”

Summary: Loki gets shot during an Avengers mission.

Content Warnings: Blood (not detailed), Genocide (mentioned), Gun Shot Wound (not detailed), Medical Injection (brief, not detailed), Negative Self Talk (semi-detailed), Racism (mentioned), Swearing (minor)

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