#it makes sense to me that he would after leaving vulcan and working on a primarily human ship

[pinazee]

Okay, i have some thoughts on the Spock/Chapel thing so spoilers, obvi.

This may be an unpopular opinion, but i dont think Chapel did anything that wrong. Yeah, she probably should have communicated with Spock better. He’s supposed to be her best friend at the very least, she should want to tell him. She likes Spock, we know she wants to be with him despite what she said to Boimler about not wanting to influence him. she didn’t say we’re through, though. She said, if i need to leave you, i wont fight it. Which to me, sounds like if it comes down to us or me, i choose me. Which she absolutely should! This is her dream! If the long distance was going to get in the way of her happiness, then they probably weren’t ready to commit anyways.

But I understand Spocks perspective too. He is, basically, a teenager when it comes to emotions. Living with them is different than suppressing them like hes been taught his whole life. We know vulcan emotions are stronger than humans too. His happiness must be like ecstasy for us. That excitement of a budding romance must feel like the epitome of love. When his heart is broken it must feel like being ripped in two. As such he put everything into this relationship. In his own song he admits he changed for her because he thought they were on the same page. He blames himself for turning his back on his disciplines for her. So you guys, please don’t change who you are for someone. Especially when that someone loves you for who you are, like Chapel did.

I hope they don’t use this for Spock to go full vulcan. I feel like he could use a better excuse than because he got dumped from a weeks old relationship. Like maybe he goes a little crazy in the heat of battle and they lose someone because of it? Idk.

But i love this development for Chapel. I’ve been hoping for her to get some non-spock related content. Though, now i fear they’re going to make it about her love for korby, which we know will come. I just hope its not right away and they let her be all smart and free for a bit. And more scenes with Ortegas or M’Benga. I love their dynamic. And same with Spock. I want more scenes with him and the other crew.

Overall, I don’t really blame either of them. Chapel should’ve communicated more directly and Spock shouldn’t have changed who he was for her and put so much pressure on it.

[mystery-star]

What would it be like to be spock,s mate/ other half ?

This goes for a Non-Vulcan, gender-neutral reader 

Words: 841 

Warnings: none 

First off, Spock would cherish and love you very much – in his own way. 

So at fist it would take you some time to being able to read him and find out what his love language and way of showing his caring for you is. 

Maybe that first phase can be frustrating because it feels like he’s still rather distant. Tho he’d actually need some time to get used to the whole situation and know how to deal with it. 

But once you figured him out, so much he did earlier in the relationship would make sense. And of course anything else he does in the future. 

It would take him some time too to get to know and fully trust you before he will tell you about what he thinks (and feels if he does have a feeling for once) 

He will almost never say ‘I love you’ but use other words like ‘I cherish you’ or ‘You mean very much to me’ or ‘I must admit that I am feeling a sense of happiness I cannot and do not wish to suppress if I think about you having decided to be my mate’. 

Which, if you consider him being Vulcan, is something very sweet to say. 

He will always remember anything you told him and not forget any birthdays, anniversaries etc. and will also be able to gift you something that you maybe just mentioned in passing. 

He’s not the most touchy person – especially in the beginning – and will not often initiate physical contact with you. Or at least ask first like if you’d like a hug when you’re not feeling well. 

Which doesn’t mean he doesn’t like physical contact – it's just something he’s not used to and after a while he will even enjoy it when you just hug him. (But of course you respect his boundaries if he sets any and will also try to hold back some touches so you’re not constantly touching him) 

If you don’t work on the same ship as he does, your relationship often becomes long-distance, consisting mainly of regular calls. 

Which also means that moments he’s back with you are something to be cherished and enjoyed, making you try to spend as much time together as you can. 

He’d make it clear that he also has a responsibility to the crew and the ship. Meaning his work usually comes first. 

Then again, if he feels like your life is in danger he might even make a rash and not so logical decision sometimes.  

Your little quirks would amuse him to no end and he’d find them super cute but he’d never admit it. 

But if you mention them being silly, he will correct you, saying they’re a part of you and that he loves you as a person and you wouldn’t be you without your quirks, meaning he doesn’t want you without them. 

You totally could have long talks with him and sometimes the biggest challenge is that they don’t turn into a monologue of him where he’s talking and talking about a topic. (eg something scientific or one of their adventures they’ve been on) 

Of course you would introduce your families to each other and Amanda loves you from second one, treating you like a second child 

Sarek is of course more reserved about it all and he might seem scary at the beginning but with time you learn to read him too and that he means very well and is fond of you as well. 

Spock would teach you a lot about Vulcan and it’s culture while you try to show him things from your world and make him more open to them. And it’s much fun to see him try and struggle with some things (take Inline skating as a basic example) 

Jealousy would totally not be a thing. Because you know that if someone flirts with him it would be illogical if he paid attention to it (and might not even notice what they’re doing). And he trusts you too and knows that there is nothing he has to worry about if people try to flirt with you.  

However, there sometimes is the thought within him that he fears you could leave him for ‘someone better’, who is from your own race and would be able to show their love for you more openly. 

Meaning that then it’s up to you to comfort and reassure him that he’s the only person in the whole galaxy you want. 

It gets better once you get married because of the mating bond that would be done then.  

The wedding would be mixed, part Vulcan, part from your world. And it most likely would come to be when he’s experiencing Pon-Farr. 

But he has informed you about it and even proposed so he’d know that if it happens to him you will be willing to take him as your husband (or wouldn’t feel forced to just do it to save his life) and that it isn’t all totally surprising to you. 

Thank you so much for your ask and sorry this took a while.  (also I really hope I got it right and this was about what you wanted xD)

[marnz]

Destiel anon again! Aha! hopefully you’ll be living your destiel autumn soon then 😄

For fics tbh I dont have any specific criteria, just that it needs to make ur brain a little crazyyy like american oracle or the new rec ziz gave with the author you like! Anything posted after the confession is the best since you know the author cooked.

For other recs Id actually love to hear your stucky recs if you have any! Im rereading NEC bc it made my brain crazy, but any other ones are appreciated!!

Also tbh for any fandom, if you have like really good recs, I always like reading in different fandoms if the writing is really really good!

Thank you so much!

it's been literal years since i've posted fic recs anon, this is great. as always my caveat is that i like to have some fun with it. for stucky, it's been about one hundred thousand years since i've read stucky but i do have very fond memories. let's get to it

Destiel

to be restored by serenityfalls E - 47k - graphic depictions of violence The Empty sends Cas back different

commentary: every time I think of this fic I start rotating like i'm in the exorcist.

he showed me what was love E - 11k - no warnings season 9 fic from when Cas was homeless

commentary: incredible prose! incredible characterization. so tender and aching 😭

on labor E - 24.6k - chose not to use warnings Cas is back from the Empty, and Dean knows how to be grateful.

commentary: thee repression......thank you.

Stucky

i of course recommend not easily conquered and all other old stalwarts but here are my favs. hopefully at least 1 is new to you

ain't no grave (can keep my body down) E - 107k - chose not to use warnings commentary: you know...just trust me.

4 minute window series - 23 works - variety of warnings "Look, if they catch me," Bucky muttered, "they're either going to kill me or they're going to put me in a box with a little window and—Steve, I can't."

commentary: i love this series, it's so original, and I look forward to thanksgiving and the first few days of december every year, which is when the fic updates <3

timestamp series E - 5 works, 30k summary from the first work: april, 1939 Bucky knows what Steve wants when he comes in like that, hair wet, robe slipping off his shoulder. commentary: I looooove this series and I remember it so clearly...really good Bucky characterization and narrative voice.

good boy E - 13.4k - no archive warnings Bucky is still adjusting to life with the Avengers, and Steve is willing to do whatever it takes to make him feel comfortable. Increasingly, though, what seems to make him comfortable is strangely intimate.

commentary: when I first read this 10+ years ago I had not encountered petplay before but given, like, everything in CATWS all I could think was "wow" and "this makes perfect sense!" anyway, read it, let yourself be changed, enjoy.

stuff I have filed under my 'ultimate fic rec' tag

leave no soul behind star trek - 258k - graphic depictions of violence If you're Starfleet, you spend your whole life wishing you never see an EPAS uniform right up until the moment they become your only hope. Whether you're dying a slow, cold death in space, or a long painful one on some godforsaken planet, they're going to come for you. So count your last breaths, son, and hold on tight. They leave no soul behind. commentary: save this for a holiday or when you are sick and need something to curl up with and lose yourself in. an incredible canon au of star trek that will completely carry you away. have patience and you will be rewarded.

so wise we grow star trek - 81k - chose not to use archive warnings* "Commander Spock, we have located your son," the Vulcan lady on the screen says, which would be great, except Jim can tell by the look on Spock's face that he's never heard of this kid before in his life.

commentary: this is one of my favorite fics of all time, period. it's sooooooo good. i love the characterization, the banter, the pacing, it's just exquisitely crafted. please read it, but: please mindful that this fic deals with themes of CSA.

world ain't ready les miserables - 185k - no archive warnings apply* High school AU. Grantaire the disaffected stoner is pulled into a cause bigger than himself. Or: in which there are pretend boyfriends for great justice.

commentary: if you're like, that's a long fic/i don't know canon/i don't like high school aus -- who cares? would I steer you wrong? on this my ultimate fic rec list? no! read this, if it's the last thing you do. let yourself be overcome. warnings for bullying and child abuse

an ever-fixed mark pride & prejudice - 190k - major character death A deconstruction of the "soulmate identifying mark" trope, using "Pride and Prejudice." Trigger warnings in the tags.

commentary: i've got this friend @lady-sci who exclusively recs me very long life changing fic. life changing. she recommended me this (and leave no soul behind, mentioned earlier) and I sat down to read it and emerged so shaken and so changed and so amazed that I count it as one of the most pivotal reading experiences of my life. just incredible stuff.

you're in my blood like holy wine by magneticwave game of thrones - 72k - chose not to use archive warnings* Sansa finds it difficult to look at Jon’s face, with its weathered lines and cragginess. It is the face of the North and a face that northerners trust; the face of Sansa’s brothers and her father, who had been loved and respected by their tenants as their forefathers had been when they were kings. How can Sansa feel anything but resentment, looking into that face and knowing that all of her years of hard work will never earn her the respect that that profile engenders within seconds? But she does. It is a small, burning coal of something that must be smothered.

commentary: I urge you to read this even if you do not care about a) game of thrones b) regency romance novels c) the weird cousin situation. i also urge you to read everything, yes everything, by this author, who is one of my favorite fic authors of all time. impeccable vibes. anyway this fic KILLED ME and kept me going thru the early days of covid lockdown. please be aware this fic deals with past sexual assault

teen wolf

please. understand it is teen wolf autumn. just like it was for the past 2 autumns. here are the fruits of my labor.

what I did on my summer vacation by grimm sterek - 118k - chose not to use archive warnings There's something weird about Beacon Hills that Stiles can't quite put his finger on.

commentary: trust me <3

stand fast in your enchantments sterek - 76k - E - graphic depictions of violence "Stiles knew damn well what a pissed-off wolf sounded like, and every hair on the back of his neck was telling him that somewhere in this room was a very pissed-off werewolf." An AU in which Derek is feral, Stiles is magical, and they eat a lot of fast food.

commentary: this is my favorite teen wolf fic of all time.

the broken radio is playing suicide sterek - 73k - E - graphic depictions of violence Stiles only wishes they could actually be safe. They haven’t been for nine months now.

commentary: teen wolf with a decidedly spn flavor.

enjoy anon <3

[dira333]

Act my Age - Scotty x reader

Summary:  Reader has worked on New Vulcan and is a pro when it comes to science. But when it comes to love, she has no clue. And her twin brother isn't helping at all.

Repost of my old fic from AO3 to here

Chapter 1

“Seriously, Sis, what is in your bags? Rocks?”

“Just two,” you answer and laugh at the exaggerated expression of annoyance on his face, “Come on, Rocky, I want to check in my room and meet the science crew, before-”

“Nu-uh,” he disagrees, “Not just because you’re the Rocky in our Family, Missus Earthdigger, but also because you’re not gonna hole up with some science talk on shore leave.”

“Commander Spock asked to report to him-”

“On your first day of work, yes, which would be tomorrow. Or the day after tomorrow, I don’t care. I’ve read your E-Mail.”

You hit his shoulder with your PADD.

“Don’t read my E-Mails, snooper!”

“Don’t use your birth date as a password then, you moron. And we’re twins. I’m allowed to read your stuff. I had to share mom’s womb with you.”

“You’re gross.”

He laughs and avoids another slap from you, catching your hand and pulling you with him into a turbo lift.

“It’s good to have you with me, you know,” he tells you when the doors of the lift closed and you’re alone.

You snort.

“You couldn’t have said that outside, right? Don’t let the girls notice that you have feelings…”

You tease him and he rolls his eyes at you.

“Fine. I’m not going to say anything to you anymore, you’ve done it now. And put your PADD away before I take it from you. You’re coming to the Engineering Party tonight.”

“But-”

“No but. You need to make some friends that are not robots. I will show you around and you will tell everyone how smart and talented I am. Especially to Mr. Scott. He’s my boss.”

“Oh yes, I heard of him, didn’t he come up with the Warp Equation?”

“Yes, yes,” your brother waves his hand in dismissal, “He’s great. Freakishly old and all, but still fit in his mind.”

“I’m going to tell him you said that,” you threaten him and it’s his turn to slap your shoulder.

“You do that and I tell everyone you’ve got the hots for Commander Spock.”

-

“Mr. Scott,” you can tell your brother likes his superior officer by his voice and his smile. Broad shoulders clad in a black leather jacket turn around and a man with wispy reddish hair and the typical shore leave beard in the same color looks at you with an eager smile.

Your heartbeat picks up and you push a loose strand of hair behind your ear, feeling self-conscious under his interested gaze.

Spending time with your brother has given you the opportunity to meet all kinds of man. The lewd ones and the gentle, the funny ones and the shy, the boring ones and those who needed an audience at all times.

You sorted him into the category of gentle, even though he was surrounded by a group of people listening to his story and even more half empty bottles.

Gentle, because he looked at your face first, as if that was the only thing that mattered right now, before offering you his hand.

Your brother must have introduced you while you had zoned out if him nudging you was any indication and you took Mr. Scott’s hand with a nervous smile.

“Pleasure to meet you, Mr. Scott,” you replied way to formally, your voice cracking a bit.

You could feel your brother tensing, sensing the unusual shift in your attitude.

Damn twin telepathy.

“Ach, Lass, it’s Scotty.”

You stuttered around the nickname, painfully aware that you were still holding his hand and pulling it back, calculating your timing in an attempt to assure yourself. Not too great, but not too bad either.

“I heard about the Warp Equation-” You squeaked, not wanting his attention to leave you while starting to feel flustered just by the way he looked at you.

The group around you groaned.

“Not the Warp Equation,” one tried to whisper but failed at keeping his voice down.

Scotty shot him a look and put on a smug grin that you wouldn’t have thought would suit him that well.

“Well, Lass, how much do you know about the Warp Drive?”

Your brother groaned and nudged you again.

“A bit, but I’d like to know more,” you pushed out and Scotty raised an eyebrow at you, fully grinning now.

“Well, if ye aren’t eager. Take a seat, I will teach you.”

-

You’re already up, dressed and halfway through your first cup of coffee when your brother barges into your room, unshaven, disheveled and half asleep.

“Oh good, you’re here,” he greets you, grabs your cup and drinks the rest of your coffee, “There is a girl sleeping in my quarters and I have to be in the engine room in half an hour,” he explains and walks into your bathroom as if it’s the only thing to do.

“Where else would I be?” You ask, but direct your question towards the empty coffee cup instead. You’re not sure if you want to hear the answer.

Not that your brother cares about that.

“The way you were mooning over Mr. Scott I’d say his quarters.”

You sputter in shock, thankful that you don’t have to worry about spitting coffee onto your uniform.

“Why? You! I didn’t-!”

“Sure you did.” He puts on a fake female voice that is squeaky and sounds more like a chipmunk than a healthy human being, but he gets the point across.

“Are you Mr. Warp Equation? Can you tell me more about the Warp Drive? You are so clever, Mr. Scott!”

You blush a furious red, unable to say anything in return. Had you really been that bad?

It doesn’t take your brother long to notice that you’re not responding and he ducks out of the small bathroom to look at you in surprise.

“You can’t be serious!” He yells when he realizes that his joke had hit home.

“I’m sorry!” You throw up your hands, “I’m sorry, it just… it came over me!”

“He’s old!”

“Not that old!”

“He could be your father!” He claims and you roll your eyes and groan, “Yes, if he had been at it at a very young age. I think the age difference is about fifteen years, but I’m-”

“Fifteen years?!” He shakes his head in shock, “I never would have thought that. I thought the guy was at least eighty!”

You groan again.

“He’s barely over forty, you absolute moon head! And nothing’s going to happen. I think he’s nice and attractive, that’s all there is.”

“It’s the beard,” your brother claims, his own face still only half shaven, “I know it. It makes the girls go wild. You only like him because of the beard, just like every girl seems to suddenly like me when I have one on shore leave.”

“Might be with him,” you try to weasel your way out of it, “But it’s definitely not the same with you. Girls like you all the time, you only notice it on shore leave because you’re married to your work the rest of your time.”

“It’s the beard,” he disagrees nonetheless, “I give you my word on that. He’s going to have to be shaved by now. Come by after work, take a look at his clean, unshaven baby face and feel disgusted by his old age.”

“I will tell him everything you said,” you threaten when he steps out of the bathroom again, shaved, hair combed sideways, aiming for your closet. How he knew that you had a spare set of his uniform in there was beyond your- oh, yes, twin telepathy.

“You do that, Sis, I tell Spock you have the hots for older, bearded man. Does his dad have a beard?”

[swimmingwolf59]

Can I give you more than one so you can choose in case none of them would be inspiring? But also if none of them are that's also fine

Spock&Sarek + vacation

McCoy&Sarek + tea

spones + Amanda

Ahhhh all of these prompts are so fun, thank you!! I may do all of them eventually lol, though it's probably not surprising which one I picked to do first ;) I already failed to just write 100 words lol but at least it's still short!

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Sarek startles awake as Doctor McCoy suddenly appears next to his biobed. He watches with mild confusion as the doctor places a teapot and two cups down on the table next to his bed. It’s the first time he’s woken up since the surgery, and based on the lack of pain he’s currently feeling, it must have been a success.

McCoy glances at him, and upon realizing he’s awake says, “Forgive me, Ambassador – I didn’t mean to wake you.”

“It is no matter.” He stares as McCoy pours the tea. “May I ask what you are doing?”

“I thought you might like some tea. Spock programmed a recipe for Vulcan spice tea into the replicator, and it’s pretty damn good in my opinion.” McCoy offers one of the cups, and Sarek takes it. “The Captain says I need to work on my bedside manner, so. Here I am.”

“I see.” Sarek looks into the cup, and then glances at his son lying in the biobed at the far end of the room. He’s still unconscious, and something in his chest tightens. “My son—?”

“He’s fine, despite his best efforts,” McCoy grumbles, and then checks himself. “Ah, sorry. His blood production rate is back to normal. And your heart is back to normal, too.”

“Then I must compliment you on your surgical skill, Doctor,” Sarek says. McCoy seems surprised by this, and Sarek reflects on their interactions thus far. He supposes he had been less than polite to the doctor when he had asked him why he had retired so early. While it had been because he did not want Amanda to learn about his heart condition, it was still inexcusable behavior. “As you probably already guessed, my heart condition is why I retired so early. Forgive me for not answering your question before.”

“Oh, it’s alright.” McCoy leaves briefly to place a cup of tea by Spock’s bed, and then returns to Sarek’s side. “It was probably insensitive of me to ask.”

“And yet that did not stop you from asking anyway,” Sarek says drily, realizing only after he’s said it that he should not tease McCoy as he would his wife.

But, to his surprise, McCoy grins. “You know, a lot of things make more sense now that I know you’re Spock’s father.”

Sarek blinks at him, unsure of his meaning. He glances over at his son again, who is starting to stir. McCoy also notices this and leaves Sarek’s side, fussing around Spock as he checks his biomonitor and hands him the teacup. He’s complaining about Spock taking unnecessary risks and giving McCoy an ulcer on purpose, which seems strange coming from a medical professional. But seeing the playfulness in Spock’s expression as he responds to McCoy in kind, Sarek realizes that he misinterpreted McCoy’s teasing from earlier.

He is gratified to see that Spock has such a close and valued friend.

Sarek takes a sip of tea. It’s good, and tastes just like the kind he makes from scratch at home. To think that his son programmed the replicator to produce an exact copy…

He feels warm, and tells himself it is merely because of the tea.

[l0st-strawberry]

I really desperately need moots that enjoy Star Trek so here’s my first attempt at a Spirk ficlet. Enjoy!

Spock worked his jaw slightly as he watched his captain flirt with yet another woman shamelessly.

Ignoring his feelings for the other man was becoming…increasingly difficult. How embarrassing for a Vulcan…he sighed inaudibly as Jim, ever the charmer, twirled one of the aliens curls around his finger. And Spock found himself wishing for long hair for just a second.

It didn’t take long for them to disappear soon after. And Spock was left alone at a “party” he didn’t want to be at…

———————————————————————

The captain’s second in command had to witness a similar incident the next night. Standing near a wall, a few people having tried to make conversation before deeming it too awkward and promptly leaving again. And now James T. Kirk was trying his luck with two women at once. And winning. Of course. Because who would ever be able to resist those perfectly blue eyes framed by that slightly tan skin and that gorgeous blonde hair? That’s right. No one. Not even cold, emotionless, Vulcan Spock.

He watched the events unfurl again and again until one night…

Jim was…wasted would be a very nice way to put it. Having flirted only halfheartedly that night and seeming way more focused on getting absolutely shitfaced. And then he was stumbling over to Spock, more falling than walking and…was he crying?

“Spock” yup, definitely crying “Spock, I can’t do this anymore…” the man slurred. And that was Spock’s queue to maybe get him the fuck of here. Without much more than a sigh he moved to support him so he could bring him back to his room. Using a good amount of concentration to ignore how his skin burned where they touched, even through 4 layers of clothing…

Getting him through the hallways was a struggle to say the least. Jim barely managed to place one foot in front of the other at times, all the way mumbling absolutely incoherent stuff. Spock had to half kick the door open (seriously, why did this planet not have automated doors?) as he tried to get him inside, before dropping him off on the bed.

“Get some rest, Captain.” He instructed, turning to leave again. But a hand grabbed his wrist almost immediately. Spock glanced over his shoulder with a raised brow.

“Don’t leave me, Spock…” Jim whispered with pleading eyes, oddly clear for how drunk he was “I need you…” and how the help was he supposed to resist that??? That’s right. He wasn’t. So he hesitantly and honestly rather stiffly sat down on the edge of the bed. “Jim..?”

The man looked like he was almost about to break into tears yet again. “Can’t…can’t do this anymore. Tried to distract myself. Didn’t work. Just made it worse…god, all those women…Spock, I need you.”

“You…are not making sense” he told Jim. Or was he just telling that to himself..? “Spock” he sounded so desperate… “Spock I need you. Listen to me! I need you.” Jim shifted closer to the Vulcan, reaching out and putting his hand on his shoulder. “Look at me…” he did. Despite the fear coursing through him that he couldn’t quite place “I. Need. You.”

And then it finally clicked. Finally it fucking clicked. Spock understood. Jim could tell by the unusual display of emotion on his best friends face. The way his eyes widened and his lips slightly parted, just staring at him for a moment. And Jim smiled. He smiled one of those beautiful, blinding smiles of his. And then his hand slipped from Spock’s shoulder up to cup his cheek and- oh god. Then their hands touched. Jim pressed his middle and index finger to his and it felt like electricity shooting all throughout his arm.

And the Vulcan’s walls crumbled and fell. He let out a shaky breath, before leaning forward. Because while this was enough for him, he knew it wouldn’t be enough for Jim. Jim didn’t feel it the way Spock did. And Spock refused to be the only one getting to enjoy this. So he pressed their lips together…tentative at first. Testing the waters. Before Jim went onto downright devouring him. All that pent up want spilling into the kiss…

They would kiss for hours. Both Vulcan and Human kisses. Before they eventually fell asleep in each others arms.

[lonesomedreamer]

Liveblog: “All Those Who Wander”

In which Star Trek does Alien.

This episode should absolutely have come with warnings for flashing lights and superfluous gore/body horror.

The “end” of Uhura’s tenure on the Enterprise would be more meaningful in a longer season. I know it’s not realistic to hope for 22-26 episode seasons anymore, but even 13 would be better for an episodic, character-driven adventure show than just 10.

This looks bad. In fact, her hair has been getting worse all season. Rebecca Romjin is a beautiful woman, but the hair and makeup people have been doing her no favors (something I’d argue that she has in common with her predecessor in the role, Majel Barret).

“We are bonded now and forever by the family that is Starfleet.” Who WROTE this drivel? I’d love to serve in Starfleet! I love its ideals! But even in TOS, it wasn’t infallible and perfect and One Big Happy Family.

Is “Lieutenant” really the next rank immediately above “ensign”? Genuine question.

Absurdly tiny coffee cups!

I still want to know why they’re always doing dishes on this ship that has technology well beyond that shown on TOS AND how/why the captain has time to do said dishes.

La’an’s actually allowed to show some personality!

As if station wagons would still be a common point of reference in the 23rd century…

“Do NOT make me turn this car around.” Again...these are not references that make sense in the show’s context/setting. They’re in the script solely to cater to a certain portion of the audience. Also, I still don’t find Pike’s “Captain Dad” schtick endearing, sorry.

Sensors don’t reach the planets surface, yet they land the shuttlecrafts conveniently close to the ship they’re rescuing.

“You gotta buy him a drink.” How long has Spock been in Starfleet now…at least five years? They’re constantly explaining Starfleet culture/traditions to him like he’s a cadet. I know he’s a Vulcan, and I know that it’s for the audience’s benefit, but there must be some other character (Uhura being the obvious choice) who can fill that role…

And also: who keeps buying people drinks? Is this just a turn-of-phrase, or what? They’re certainly not paying for anything on the Enterprise, and we never saw them actually pay for anything on TOS even during shore leave.

Wait—they took the CMO and Chapel on this mission? What if people need emergency medical attention back on the ship???

The Peregrine is built with some of the same parts as the Constitution-class ships, but it’s not the same design—so why does it look like a carbon copy of the Enterprise, and why does it have such a small crew compliment in comparison?

This is obviously going to be another Gorn episode, and I already know I’m still going to hate it.

I’ve since read that this was prosthetic makeup, but it looks like bad CGI to me.

They’re really going to make Spock have an awkward expository conversation about Surak and logic with Christine in the middle of a crisis/rescue mission in the penultimate episode of the season?

M’Benga calling the little girl “my daughter” and then catching himself was a nice touch. He should be haunted by his decision.

I love that Christine’s hair is still perfect after everything. Peak TV show energy.

All of this—gore and jump scares and a vicious, non-verbal alien species as the overpowered Big Bad—is so anti-Trek and I hate it!!! :)

As usual, the level of technology here strains credulity (and far outstrips anything on TOS).

Kirk’s big brother is just a peach… McCoy and Spock’s dynamic only worked because Spock gave as good as he got and because the audience knew that Spock considered McCoy a close friend/brother. Watching Sam Kirk be an intolerant ass is just uncomfortable.

COMICAL. Seriously, this is a joke.

So the Gorn are superior (in evolutionary terms) sentient beings…and also mindless, bloodthirsty lizard creatures? Sure.

Gorn-o-vision! This entire episode is impossible to take seriously.

Alluding to Spock’s sacrifice in Wrath of Khan and throwing a “long live and prosper” in does not make this any more like proper Trek. Speaking of WOK, Hemmer’s choice would be so much more meaningful if it were done in a similar setting (since he is, after all, the Chief Engineer…) instead of this throw-away “noble” sacrifice of a death.

Hemmer’s death is also a reminder of how short 10-episode seasons really are, and how little development his character was really given. As badly as her character was handled, even Tasha Yar had more time to grow than Hemmer before she was killed.

“This sucks. I hate funerals.” Ortegas and her quippy remarks being charming and funny and essential to the episode as always…oh, wait.

HUGS!

I actually think it’s really sweet/meaningful for Christine to tell Spock that his emotions “make you human.” I’ve seen some bad-faith interpretations of this scene assuming she’s trying to “push him to be more human,” but I read it as her encouraging him not to deny his inherent humanity, which he’s grown up thinking of as shameful. His humanity isn’t inferior to his Vulcan nature, and he needs to accept it and embrace it if he wants to find peace.

As the child of an alcoholic, I genuinely think Pike has an alcohol problem. He’s been shown drinking a lot in this show.

The Good: La’an gets to show some personality (but only early on)—moral support Spockstine hugs

The Bad: Everything else, lol—Pike makes terrible tactical decisions, repeatedly, beginning with bringing cadets on the rescue mission without knowing any details about the circumstances; the most glaring was letting La’an, who’s barely coping with her own Gorn-related PTSD well enough to function, basically take charge after they discover that they’re dealing with the Gorn—the way this series had handled the Gorn is laughably bad and not at all in the spirit of Trek; they’re treated as monsters rather than sentient enemies who can potentially be reasoned/negotiated with (i.e., the Romulans)—Hemmer’s death was pointless and a waste—they continue to do absolutely nothing with Number One as a character; why is she even on the show at this point?

Overall, this was a poorly-lit and very poorly-written episode full of jump scares, shaky-cam, flashing lights, and needless gore/death. It felt like the antithesis of everything Trek is supposed to be. Here’s hoping the finale is better.

[writewhatyouwanttoread]

Fic Idea 9

Okay so I've been reading a lot of star trek fic lately and just rewatched aos so hear me out:

Half-Vulcan!Katsuki and human!Izuku

Katsuki's parents both died in some sort of really traumatic way when he was a very young child (less that 1-2yrs I'm thinking) and he somehow ends up in the foster system on earth.

I'm imagining that his parents weren't on Vulcan and that Nero didn't happen so the planet still exists and vulcans aren't an endangered species. If they were I think it would be really hard for Katsuki to get overlooked since his vulcan heritage would make him quite valuable and precious.

Anyway, his vulcan parent (probably Masaru) met his mother on some kind of diplomatic mission or science academy deployment or something while away from Vulcan and fell in love with her. Knowing that no one would approve but feeling very strongly about her (they're probably extremely compatible or maybe even soulmates), he runs away to be with her. They're together for several years before starting a family and they're either on a world or ship that gets raided/attacked when they die. Probably a ship that's near earth. Because then it would make sense for earth to pick up the survivors and provide support for them. That puts Katsuki in a brilliant position to be placed into earth's foster care system.

Which is a horrible place for a half-vulcan who's got really big feelings about everything (like vulcans do) and all of this sensory/mental input from the other kids and people that he encounters because humans are very tactile creatures who have no understanding of vulcan physiology since the race is so secretive which leaves Katsuki with no one to guide him through the process of learning to control all of it.

And thus: explosive Katsuki who's very angry about things and super aggressive to keep people the fuck away from him so he can have some peace in his own damn mind is born.

Cue him having a really rough life that is fraught with conflict since he's all at once leaps and bounds smarter than all the people around him but has a hairpin trigger on all of his emotions because there's no one around to teach him control and he's is constantly being mentally assaulted by people touching him and is generally "othered" by all of his peers.

Big points for an estranged vulcan Dadzawa here teaching him how to regulate his emotions and pushing him into starfleet where rank and professionalism will keep people from being overly friendly as well as a broader knowledge of alien species and their customs. Besides, Katsuki is bright as hell and doesn't back down from a fight. With a little bit of guidance and some structure he'd make a great officer.

Which is how he ends up in starfleet and meets Izuku. A bubbly, smart, compassionate, and determinedly fierce human who's pursuing a captaincy once he's completed command track.

A human who Katsuki eventually finds out is his t'hy'la. Which definitely happens during some disapproves disasterous ordeal where Katsuki has to mindmeld with Izuku to save his life and they form a weak bond right away that he can feel buzzing around in his head even after they've separated. He doesn't know that Izuku is his t'hy'la until they've been dancing around each other for a few months and he finally gets a chance to speak with dadzawa again and Katsuki brings it up because he just can't figure it out.

Obviously it ends with them getting together and formalizing their bond via a mix of the human traditions that they both grew up with and some vulcan ones that just feel right to Katsuki (after some research and discussion with dadzawa). Overall the ending would be the toothrotting fluff they deserve after a lot of struggle.

I think Izuku's childhood would be much the same as it is in canon. Pretty much single mom raising him who works a lot. Nerdy and scrawny as a kid. Super smart. Super hard worker. Super determined. Mocked for saying he was going to be a starfleet captain one day. Didn't have a lot of friends or good adult figures. It's probably inspired by All Might, an admiral in starfleet who captains a ship and he up in Izuku's town. He's done great things. They met once when Izuku was little and he was so inspired by his stories that it immediately captured all of Izuku's ample imagination.

[no-te-lo-voy-a-dar]

Star Trek TOS S1 Ep02 - Charlie X

this episode starts and I'm already confused but delighted because Kirk is wearing the V neck green shirt FOR SOME UNEXPLAINED (so far) reason and they quickly show us how Charlie is to not be trusted but quickly give us that sprinkle of "he's just a boy regardless, he's amazed and curious" which, okay

THEN. NOT EVEN 10 MINUTES IN. they show me McCoy and Spock bickering on the bridge while McCoy is sitting on/against the controls panel and ?!?!?? and Jim tries to step in but then they start again and these three are a riot i adore them and when Kirk tells Bones to take care of Charlie regardless Spock has such a smug face omg WHERE did all the stereotypes i've heard during my life come from this alien is quite expressive actually and im here for it

adding to that, we have the funky moment of Spock playing a lyre (WHICH I DIDN'T KNOW HE DID) and Uhura singing and he looks AHFJSHFHSHF like a mix or offended and amused due the lyrics (it's about him and he knows it). he has a face of "i play for you to sing and yet you sing about me. idk if be offended or what" but like, fondly

AFTER WE SEE JIM KIRK BEING AN ABSOLUTE CHAOS OF A FATHER FIGURE BY GIVING SUCH A BAD EXPLANATION TO CHARLIE AS TO WHY HE SHOULDN'T SLAP GIRLS ON THEIR ASS AND it was hilarious honestly

then we keep seeing glances at how unstable and dangerous Charlie actually is AND the first time we see/learn about Kirk and Spock playing chess together and i gotta admit i was worried for the Vulcan for a moment there. then the odd yet understandable due plot and everything else speech about Charlie wanting Yeoman Janice and then we see a very nice talk where she requests Kirk speaks with him to leave her alone. idk that exchange and Kirk being soft and being like "okay I'll talk to him" was, nice

AND THEN we have him trying to guide this very lost boy and while what Kirk said makes sense to me it was still very confusing in the delivery but oh well

THEN WE HAVE HIM SHIRTLESS???? JUST BECAUSE, while trying to teach Charlie something. first Jim "tiddies out" Kirk witnessing. sad about that Sam tho :(

then we see more chaos and Kirk, Spock and McCoy being the three braincells they are and i love them and apparently McCoy has a thing for sitting on tables and honestly good for him because same. Uhura gets hurt, and then Spock is being made to talk in silly rhymes and there's something about Kirk being protective of his crew that will never tire me out

then we have Charlie at the Yeoman's room and Spock getting his legs broken??? and the Yeoman disappearing?????? and Kirk being very adamant about needing Spock ("You need me to run the ship and I need him")

then we see more of the chaos Charlie does and how he keeps getting away from Kirk's and Spock's ideas and then the idea of overload the kid and then we get a floating green head who apparently is from the beings who gave Charlie his powers? and his reason to run away is understandable and just like the Captain i did feel a little bad about him at the end and probably the wise course of action would have been to just take his powers away but idk how that works anyways - probably just plot device

and this episode ends in a very weird feeling and state before the cheery tune of the credits comes in :D

[roryosullyauthor]

Writing wasn’t the kind of career that brought with it a great deal of routine. Not that Rory particularly minded as he was a certified night owl, going to bed in the early am and not rising again until the sun was at its highest point in the sky. It also meant that the moments where he wasn’t sitting in his writing nook and frowning over a plot hole of his own making, it appeared to others that he was advertising his supposed ‘free time’ to be open for anyone to make a monopoly of.

Normally, this consisted of babysitting his agent’s kids on the days where Bonnie was allocated her own time off. Sometimes, he was in charge of the groceries, hubris prompting him to claim he didn’t need to take a list with him only to return from Trader Joe’s with half the items required and Alison shaking her head and muttering something under her breath about ‘weaponised incompetence’. In comparison, shadowing Bonnie on her date wasn’t as much of a chore. And yet-

“What d’you need me t’do it for?” he’d asked then flinched when Missy’s palm lightly collided with the back of his head.

“Because Kian and I are working and she’s a girl on a first date with a stranger,” the brunette explained, brown doe eyes fixated on him like she was a Disney princess talking to a very, very dumb cartoon deer.

He had narrowed his eyes at her, rubbing sorely at the back of his head despite it not having hurt at all.

“You can’t take the night off? S’not like another dinosaur’s goin’ t’go extinct,” he reasoned. This time, he managed to dodge the blow she sent his way. But then she began prodding him incessantly until he had no choice but to relent, understanding that tagging along with Bonnie for a little while was a fate much preferable to receiving a stern talking-to from Missy.

It wasn’t as if he didn’t care about the wellbeing of Bonnie. He’d been the one to indoctrinate her into their rag-tag little group of misfits after all, ever since he’d walked into the living room of his boss’ penthouse apartment, half-dressed in a pair of boxers, and found an amused-looking young woman standing there clad in a TARDIS sweatshirt. He had a lot of time for Bonnie and didn’t want her to get turned into a human Big Mac if her date turned out to be a creep, but he just wasn’t sure what he was meant to do. Sit and stare at them from across the coffeeshop like some sort of creep? And how long was he meant to stay there for? If they took things to the next level, was he meant to go along with them and sit in a corner of the room with a paperback while they got to know each other in a more biblical sense? Don’t mind me, lads, he pictured himself saying. Carry on. The Terror’s just gone and slaughtered a Vulcan science ship, so I’ll be grand for a few another few hours at least. Y’need any water?

With reassurances from Missy that he could leave as soon as his assessment of this Roger fella deemed him safe for Bonnie to be alone in his company with, he relented and followed Bonnie to the coffee shop. Some hipster sounding place that he figured would be shut down within the year.

As they walked - or rather, as Bonnie marched ahead and left him trailing behind - he cupped a hand around his cigarette so he could light it properly. Muttering when it refused to catch, he tried his best to follow his friend along the busy street. The Autumn chill swept around his thighs, and he was reminded that he hadn’t exactly dressed for the weather, clad in an old rugby shirt and a pair of shorts that his sister, Aoife, declared “were a few inches away from being a glorified pair of budgie smugglers.” He liked the shorts, but the cold made him ache that little bit more for the warmth a hit of nicotine would give him. If he could only get the damn thing to light.

“Jesus feck,” he said, thumb slipping against the lighter until it finally caught. By that time, Bonnie had come face to face with her date and Rory watched with narrowed eyes as the man in question took one look at her inhaler and turned away.

Slowly raising his eyebrows, cigarette dangling gormlessly from his mouth, Rory stood where he was as the prick began walking his way. Without thinking too much, Rory inhaled and then blew out the Dante’s Peak of all cigarette smoke clouds. Roger walked right into it and immediately began spluttering out hacking coughs. He turned on Rory with hateful, watery eyes.

“Mate, what the hell?” he spat, in an accent that would have been enough to damage Rory’s opinion of him even if he hadn’t insulted his friend.

“Looks like you’ve got some trouble catchin’ your breath yourself, lad,” Rory said before cheerfully clapping the man on the shoulder and walking to catch up with Bonnie.

“Alright?” he asked her, knowing she was probably the opposite of alright but now that his services had been deemed unnecessary, he couldn’t help but think that Missy was far more equipped to deal with this part. Grimacing, he awkwardly placed a hand on Bonnie’s shoulder. “Bit of a waster, if you ask me.”

Dating apps were an unbeatable game, in Bonnie’s experience. Though a lot of people repeatedly tried to remind her that they weren’t a game, nor were they a means to make new friends, their exclaims fell on deaf ears. She enjoyed the thrill of getting to know new people, of learning all their quirks and the things that made them tick. She often found herself immersed in new hobbies as she fixated on the interests of a brand new human that she’d matched with on tinder or hinge. Brayden from Manhattan had loved horse riding and astronomy; The latter interest had reeled her in within a matter of seconds, the former had lead to a sprained ankle, a week of wearing a neck brace and a special feature on Maggie’s perfectly curated grid as she ripped the shit out of her roomie. Gabriella was from the Bronx, and she’d been an avid fan of tennis, resulting in Ariadne introducing Bonnie to her friend Colin for tips. Gabriella may have ghosted her, but Bonnie had learned hard and fast just how good Colin Nash was on his knees.

Sufficed to say, Bonnie didn’t exactly fit the dictionary definition of a romantic, but she liked being busy. She loved people and the distractions they brought with them, just as she adored the idea of embracing new ideas and environments and cultures, positively obsessed with the concept of somebody liking her so much that they might some day define it as love.

All the same, she was shit out of luck and had a tendency to run her mouth and drive people away. That, or she was prone to getting catfished several times a week.

Today’s date was Roger. He was from London, built like a marble sculpture, and richer than God. He was hot in a way that implied one night with him would shatter her spine and leave her destitute and being fed from a tube for the foreseeable future, and who was she to say no to that? Admittedly, Kian had rolled his eyes immediately upon seeing his profile, the all too familiar singsong of catfish spilling from Missy’s perfect lips, and Bonnie had groaned, stomped her feet, and then promptly begged a nonplussed Rory to shadow her date to make sure he was real and not a slimy, murdering murderer prepping to chop her up to sell her organs to Armie Hammer.

“Oh my God, I’m late. I’m so late. Sexy Hannibal Lecter’s never gonna rearrange my guts if you don’t GET! OUT! MY! WAY!” Bonnie found herself snapping as she came to a halt in front of a group of tourists, the oldest of them wide eyed and clutching her pearls as — presumably — her granddaughter covered her ears, jaw dropping in mortification at every word that had just been screeched in their general direction.

Bonnie kept moving, only sparing a glance over her shoulder to ensure Rory was still on her tail. He was moving at a far more sensible pace — stupid, sexy Irish man and his manly, athletic thighs that had no business belonging to a dweeby sci-fi author — and he wasn’t fumbling around in his jacket pocket for an inhaler the way that Bonnie was. The sharp chill of the Autumnal air had hit her like a bullet train the second she’d stepped outside, an ice-cold ache washing over her lungs, tightening in her throat as she pushed through crowds of irritable New Yorkers.

Finally, she came to a stop in front of the coffee shop she’d agreed to meet Roger at, drawing the piece of plastic to her lips and inhaling sharply. Relief washed over her as she felt that hit of salbutamol, her airways clearing as sweat dripped down her neck, her hand coming up to clutch desperately at her ribcage. She spun on the spot as she searched for Roger, her gaze landing on a man a mere 3 feet away from her who, she guessed, vaguely resembled her date? He was about 7 inches shorter than he’d claimed, a little scruffy, and nowhere near as ripped, but she supposed he’d have to do.

Before she could get a single word out or even so much as wave a hand to greet him, Roger was speaking.

“Nope, sorry. Asthma? Massive ick, babes,” he said in an accent that sounded nothing like Matt Smith’s, and promptly turned on his heels and walked away.

Exhausted, perplexed, and perpetually disappointed, Bonnie’s shoulders deflated as she scowled after her failed tinder match. With as much gusto as she could manage considering her current state of irritation, Bonnie flipped him the bird — or rather, the back of his head — and let out a loud, petulant whine.

“Seriously? God for-fucking-bid I need to pause for breath while going down on pencil-dick over here,” Bonnie bitched, silently banking on the fact that Rory was within earshot. She supposed she was lucky that she didn't have to worry about it ever getting that far, but she had wasted a banging outfit on the dickhead.

[squireofgeekdom]

im watching more tos because it is my right to be weird and feral about star trek and occasionally i run across things that’s like ‘gosh, was this just nice serendipity or were the folks writing on discovery and snw looking back at spock in these episodes and thinking about the fact that he’d served with pike for eleven years four months and five days and pike earned spock’s noted intense loyalty to him and how therefore who he is as an officer is shaped by that service’ 

like, obviously, the menagerie is an intentional call forward, but there are things that could just be serendipity that i really appreciate

i just watched the Galileo Seven and a) im gonna fight everyone who is mean to Spock and b) there are two things that Spock does that either he says are illogical or others frame as something illogical / emotional / human. (both of them make perfect sense but) 

He and the six officers he’s in command of are crash landed and stranded on a planet with large men in hairy sasquatch outfits who are of course meant to be aliens. One of the aliens has killed one of the officers, and the rest of the shuttle crew are insisting that they should go and kill the alien to get the aliens to leave them alone. Spock says this is logical, but he cannot move forward with such disregard for life, and oh man. It’s certainly a Vulcan value but contextually that is also so so very Pike, to have this unknown quantity that’s attacked you and to still say, no, we give them a chance, we don’t just go an eye for an eye and kill in return even if that might be strategic. So he gives orders to only use warning shots to scare them off, ‘fear will be sufficient for our purposes’.

(Then of course when the aliens do come back and attack again spock is like ‘that’s illogical, they should have recognized our superior weaponry and stayed away’ and everyone else is like ‘well this could have been prEdiCteD by anyone with fEeEEeeLIngs they got Angry and came back to attack us’ and like im sorry would they not have gotten ANGRIER if you had killed one of them. were you emotional lot not the ones arguing for the killing. hmm. you’re just going to get mad at spock for not being your narrow definition of sufficiently human no matter what he does aren’t you. fuckers.)

The second thing is when they finally manage to get the shuttle back up in orbit, but they don’t have enough power to stay in orbit long. Their comms are still not working, and after they’re in orbit there’s no indication that the Enterprise has seen them, so spock ejects a portion of their fuel and ignites it as a signal flare, to the anger of everyone else in the shuttle. which. which. guys.

ejecting bits of much needed fuel when a shuttle is in an emergency situation is what pike does in the time rift (to the anger of the other person in the shuttle) - an old test pilot trick, the kind of trick pike would feasibly have talked about. 

guys. he got it from pike. guys.

(and it makes perfect sense as a move when you’re out of options! everyone is like ‘that’s a human emotional move and you won’t admit it and we’re all going to laugh at you’ and i’d fight them just for laughing at him but also They’re Wrong.) 

Just. it just. they’ve done what seems to me to be so far a really good job, down to little maybe-just-serendipitous details, of building out pike as a character in discovery and snw where it makes sense that he was the officer spock served with for eleven years four months and five days. and im emotional about it.

[daughter-of-melpomene]

OT+ Prompts:

#4 - Spock is sick and Kirk + Genesis fussing over them, please? 😌💙

@dancingsunflowers-ocs 💕

Pairing: Spirkton (Genesis Welton + Jim Kirk + Spock).

Prompt: #4 - A is sick and everyone is fussing over them from OT+ Prompts.

Warnings: Illness, mentions of vomiting, light swearing.

(A/N: Thank you so much for this, Alexandra!! I hope you enjoy it!!)

GENESIS WAS THE FIRST PERSON to admit that she should know better as a medic, but they somehow always managed to forget that, though Vulcans couldn’t get sick, her dear half-Vulcan boyfriend was also half-human. As such, they had nearly choked on her own saliva when Spock had stumbled rather than walked into the med bay, face flushed green with fever and looking terribly nauseous.

Beyond her initial reaction of surprised hacking, Gen’s second, horrible thought was that Spock had been poisoned and was about to collapse dead to the floor. Not a very rational thought, they could admit that as well, but she’d never seen Spock so much as have to blow his nose or clear phlegm from his throat before, so it probably made sense that they’d immediately jumped to the worse-case scenario.

Thankfully, Dr. McCoy had not jumped to any such conclusions and immediately went to check the first officer over, and it didn’t take him long to diagnose Spock with a simple case of the common flu. After prescribing some medication for the upset stomach and some good old-fashioned bedrest, the doctor had kindly released Genesis from med bay duty for the night, telling her that he’d inform Jim of Spock’s condition and tell him to come check on the half-Vulcan as soon as he could.

The captain of the Enterprise entered Spock’s quarters to find Gen attempting to pin his first officer to his bed.

“Oh, thank God,” Gen groaned, moving to once again force Spock down onto his mattress. “Can you order him to stay in bed or something? He won’t lie down, I’ve been trying for fifteen minutes.”

“I do not require bedrest,” Spock huffed in response, doing a magnificent job of pretending he didn’t still look like he was going to vomit at any moment. “I would not even have had any reason to leave the star deck if Lieutenant Uhura had not insisted I ‘get looked at’-”

“And a damn good thing she did,” Genesis snapped. “You won’t get better by staying on the star deck and working all night, you'll get better by resting. And even if you don’t agree, bedrest was the doctor’s orders.”

“You know I have very little respect for Dr. McCoy.”

“Nurse’s orders, then.”

“You I respect immensely, but you do not have the proper authority to be giving me orders.”

“Careful, Spock,” Jim piped up, trying not to smirk as Gen’s face and neck flushed redder than their hair. “I doubt the fact that you’re ill will spare you from our dear partner’s wrath.”

Letting out a long-suffering sigh, Spock went limp against Gen’s hold and slumped downwards onto his bed. “I am not ill. Dr. McCoy was mistaken.”

“Spock,” Jim replied, keeping his voice carefully even as he stepped further into his boyfriend’s room. “You look like you’re burning up, and Bones is very rarely mistaken when it comes to diagnoses. Even if you’re not actually sick, I’m taking you off duty for the night. If you won’t listen to doctor’s orders-”

“Or nurse’s orders,” Gen grumbled, slowly crawling off of Spock as if she didn’t trust him not to try and get up again.

“Or nurse’s orders,” Jim agreed, nodding to them, “then you will listen to captain’s orders. And your captain is ordering you to stay in bed, get some sleep, and allow the two of us to fuss over you for a bit."

"I do not require you to fuss over me," Spock grumbled, though he didn't make another move to sit up. "I am perfectly alri-"

The half-Vulcan broke off, his face twisting in discomfort, and Genesis reacted swiftly, snatching up Spock's waste bin from the floor and holding it in front of his face just as he pulled his body into sitting and lurched forward, retching.

Concern beginning to course through him, Jim dashed to Spock's bedside, rubbing his boyfriend's back as the first officer emptied the contents of his stomach into the waste bin. Her face impossibly soft, Gen gently smoothed Spock's hair back from his face, waiting until his shoulders had stopped heaving before they pulled the waste bin away.

"What was that you were saying about being alright?" Genesis asked, though to her credit, Jim couldn't detect a hint of smugness in their voice - just genuine care and concern.

It took a moment for Spock to answer, as if he didn't trust himself to speak without needing to vomit again. But finally he let out a breathy sigh and quietly said, "I apologize for being so stubborn. I will concede to getting some rest."

"Good," Gen said cheerfully, standing up from the bed and heading towards Spock's bathroom. "Jim, would you mind grabbing some light snacks and water from the mess? I'm just going to clean this out, and then when you get back we can all relax together. Pending an emergency, Captain, you're off-duty for the night as well."

Quirking an eyebrow, Spock gave Jim a wry look, the kind that asked, Why do we let her boss us around again?

In response, Jim chuckled, patting Spock's knee, and made his way back towards the door. "Well, you heard them, Mr. Spock. Nurse's orders."

༊*·˚ ༊*·˚ ༊*·˚

By the time Jim returned with some cracker packets and water bottles, Gen had already changed into her sleepwear and wheedled Spock into putting on his. Chuckling as he set the food and water down on the bedside table, Jim pressed a kiss to both of his partners' heads and excused himself to go put on his own sleep outfit.

When he reentered Spock's quarters for the final time that night, the first officer was already mostly asleep, lying cradled again Genesis' chest. Absently carding their fingers through his hair, Gen gave Jim an absurdly fond expression that seemed to say, How is he so cute?

Sliding into bed on Spock's other side, Jim buried his nose in the half-Vulcan's raven hair and reached over him to take Gen's free hand, linking their fingers together.

Lulled by the warmth of his lovers' bodies and the sounds of their deep, even breathing, Jim felt himself begin to slip off to sleep as well. His final thought before the pleasant darkness overtook his mind?

Spock should really get sick more often.

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[lovestruckay]

Request: "Please make a fic where the reader (female or gn) is new to the Fire Force as an unpowered person and they become attached to Viktor"

Pairing: Viktor x Unpowered Fem!Reader

A/N: Thank you sm for the request, @thesolarflame​! I really flip-flopped on what position to give the reader considering she is unpowered. I thought about making her a member of the science team, a fighter like Obi, and even making her a sister. I think everyone will enjoy what I landed on though!

When Vulcan first joined Company 8, he had done an inspection of their matchbox and all of their fire fighting equipment. Once he had finished going through their arsenal, he had explained to Obi that there was just far too much for him to maintain on his own while simultaneously developing new technology to assist them in battle.

Just maintaining the matchbox was a task in and of itself, let alone the fleet of weapons and armor that Obi donned every time they were called to the scene of a fire. He was a talented engineer, surely, but there was only so much one man could do.

Vulcan’s solution: he knew a girl.

He had wasted no time in gathering up Lisa and Yu and going on a little “family outing” before returning with the mysterious mechanic in tow, the woman receiving a warm - if chaotic, as per Company 8’s usual demeanor - welcome.

She was an engineer just like Vulcan, a talented technician who was nearly as famous as he was in their close knit junk-rat community. While Vulcan was renowned for his skill at creating unique and nearly indestructible machines, she was famous for her ability to keep machines going far passed the point they should have fallen to pieces.

Vulcan frequently tried to pick her brain on her uncanny ability but her answers were something that befuddled him more than anything else.

“It’s love. You can spend years building the most flawless, indestructible machine the world has ever seen but, without love, she’ll break down as surely as the sun rises. Love keeps things going when they should fall apart.”

Vulcan scoffed at her sentimentality and she laughed at his stubbornness, the two always returning to their friendly rivalry despite their differences in opinions. They would rag on each other and goad each other on but, through it all, he respected her skill and she respected his ingenuity.

As for the rest of the company, she got along well with the crew of fire soldiers. Despite her easy comradery with the others, however, she always felt out of place. After all, she wasn’t a fire soldier or even a pyrokinetic so suddenly getting wrapped up in all this business with infernals and the White Clad was disarming.

She had gone from her humble machine shop to a Fire Force cathedral, surrounded by people who could control bullets, who could make swords out of plasma, and who could even fly. She was just an engineer - and unpowered at that - and, despite how fulfilling her work was, she felt like she had lost her anchor joining Company 8.

Initially, she had latched onto Vulcan and Lisa for some sense of normality but the feeling of being a third wheel quickly overcame any comfort that came from their companionship. After all, the two mostly stuck to themselves, the two very much in love. More than that, with Lisa still dealing with her trauma from her experiences with the White Clad, Vulcan was even more unavailable than ever.

Feeling lost and out of place, she was surprised to find an easy companionship with Company 8’s one and only science officer.

Viktor had been the one to initiate their first real conversation, the man as curious as he was out of the ordinary. He had approached her while she had been having a conversation with the matchbox, praising her girl for doing such a great job during their last mission.

“Do you think the matchbox understands you?” Viktor asked, peeking down into the inspection pit beneath the vehicle where she spent a fair amount of her time. Despite how bluntly he phrased his question, there was no judgement in his tone. Just simple curiosity.

“I’m not sure if she understands my words but I think she understands what I’m saying, if that makes sense,” she answered with a friendly smile, already used to conversations like this with Vulcan.

“So, it’s more of you trying to get across your message and your intentions rather than believing you are having an actual conversation with a machine?”

“You could say that, although it still is a conversation. I listen and she tells me what’s wrong, so I fix her. Then she listens to me when I praise her and ask her to keep going. We talk, just not like you and I talk,” she explained, pleasantly surprised when he simply nodded in understanding.

Their conversation continued well into the afternoon, to the point where - after she had finished her tune up - the two had perched themselves on the bumper of the matchbox to continue their chat. It wasn’t until Vulcan had come out to collect them for dinner that they realized how long they had been talking and laughing, a situation that they would find themselves repeating every day for weeks.

Sometimes their conversations took place with her down in the inspection pit under the matchbox or her in the equipment room maintaining all of Company 8’s gear.

Sometimes they talked for hours in Viktor’s admittedly messy room (he tried to clean up just for her) or even on the roof of the cathedral.

Sometimes they chatted for hours at the dining room table, the entire company coming and going for lunch and then dinner and leaving them to their conversation with knowing smiles and teasing giggles.

She found herself relieved to have someone who understood her, both as an engineer and as an unpowered person, and Viktor found himself curious about the kind-hearted mechanic who defied the laws of physics with love. The two talked not just about engineering and science but about music, anime, their hobbies, and even their dreams. 

As their conversations continued, they found themselves growing even closer than friends - casual flirts slipped into their conversations as readily as they talked about anything else. Teasing and blushing became as commonplace in their time together as mentions of physics and mechanics.

Despite how their relationship was slowly changing, she was always comfortable in Viktor’s company. He made her feel understood, safe, and anchored. He had become her port in the storm. She felt like she was at home when she was with him and, with the way he finally seemed to take a full breath when she was around, he felt the same.

One day, after being called to the scene of an infernalization, she had a close call with a first-generation pyrokinetic, the woman mad with pain and lashing out at anything that moved. It had been Viktor who had tackled her to the ground, covering her smaller body with his own and protecting her as the fireball rocketed through the space she had once occupied.

The rest of the crew had made short work of putting the woman to rest but Iris’ prayers had fallen on ringing ears as their engineer realized how close she had come to an agonizing death. It had put into perspective how truly dangerous these situations were for unpowered people like her and Viktor. They didn’t have the same fire resistance or combat training that the other members of Company 8 did and the very real peril left her shaken, even after they had returned to the cathedral.

It had been Viktor who had pulled her away from the rest of their company, guiding her into his quiet room so he could wrap his arms around her and pull her into his warm embrace. Her arms looped around his waist, the engineer settling against his solid chest and pressing her ear against his heartbeat.

It was a few minutes before they spoke but she felt no pressure from him to do so. Instead of pushing her, he quietly held her and stroked her back, her anxiety slowly settling as she was calmed by the warm embrace of the man she had fallen in love with.

“How do you do it? Go running into that every day? You’re unpowered too, doesn’t it scare you?” she finally asked, breaking the silence between them.

“Of course it does,” Viktor chuckled, his laughter vibrating in his chest as he rested his cheek against her hair, “I never know if today is going to be the last day I spend on this earth. But it’s worth it knowing that I’m actually learning something real about the world; that I’m where I should be.”

His next words were a bit quieter but no less passionate as he hummed them against her hair. “It’s worth it knowing you’re at my side.”

Pulling back, she looked up at him in surprise, and he gazed down at her with that same crooked smile. She was struck by the tenderness in his eyes and by the warmth in his expression - an affection that he only ever showed her. In that moment, she knew that she was also where she should be. That it was all worth it to her too, knowing that he was by her side.

Meeting Viktor's smile with one of her own, she stood on the tips of her toes, pressing a brief but sweet kiss to his cheek.

When she returned to her heels, gazing up at him with a gentle smile spread across her face, he stared back down at her in stunned wonder. A blush dusted his cheeks, his lips parted and his eyes rounded in surprise.

“Thank you for always being there with me, Viktor,” she thanked, feeling more at ease in his arms than she had ever felt anywhere else.

At her words, his smile returned, the corners of his lips quirking up although his blush remained. Reaching up, he cupped her cheeks in his broad hands before leaning down to press his lips to hers. Gently moving his lips against hers, they shared a tender, lingering kiss.

Just when she thought she might forget how to breathe, her heart swelling in her chest and stealing the air from her lungs, he pulled away.

“Always,” Viktor promised as he pressed his forehead to hers, gazing into her eyes with a loving expression.

[to-boldly-nope]

Flower- TOS! Spock x Reader

Requested by @groovyfluxie Hi!!! May I please request a Soulmate AU where TOS!Spock and Reader are reincarnated soulmates who have a matching soulmark (maybe like a red chrysanthemum with a red fate string tied on the stem)?

Words: 740

A/N: I'm sorry this took a while. I had a band concert and I had to practice for a choir concert and yesterday I had a little COVID safe party with my friends. Also I know the reference for the soulmark isn't exactly the right flower of color but when I head flower with a string my first though was BTS' Love Yourself: Her album cover.

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You didn't know why the universe decided to make soulmates a thing, but it was and the universe had a weird way of showing it too. On your shoulder blade was a mark that looked like a chrysanthemum but to be honest you couldn't tell what it was and there were red lines attached to it. 

You groaned as you rolled out of bed. You didn't want to go to your shift in sickbay, but Bones would be disappointed if you didn't show up. You quickly got changed, taking a few seconds to look at the mark on your shoulder blade, and then you headed to sickbay. 

"Thank God you're here," Bones called out. "I have to leave for an away mission and I need you to watch over sickbay for me." 

"Yes, Doctor," you replied before he ran off. 

One thing for sure, you didn't know if you could handle Bones if he was your soulmate. Sure, he was a gentleman, always putting others before himself and he had his looks and charm, but he was so busy. 

Your shift went by really fast since nobody decided to get hurt then. You were ready to call Nurse Chapel down before the trio walked in, beaten up and bruised. You let out a quiet sigh and began getting your supplies out.

"What happened to you?" You asked Bones.

"Aliens," he grumbled as he tried to help you, but you glared at him and he backed off for once.

You walked over to Kirk. "Please remove your shirt. I need to check for wounds," you told him, making him take his shirt off. You secretly scanned for his soulmark and was disappointed when he didn't have yours. You quickly patched him up and went to Spock. He did the same thing without you asking.

You always had a crush on Spock, but you never knew the real reason why. Why fall head over heels for the logical one when you can have someone as charming as Bones or Kirk? You didn't know.

You let out a small gasp as you saw his soulmark was the exact same as yours. You froze for a second, making Bones look in your direction.

"What's the matter?" He asked, looking at Spock's back with you. Bones knew what your soulmark looked like. You two had a discussion about it and showed each other. His soulmark was on his finger.

"Mr. Spock," Bones beamed as he looked at you. "I don't know to apologize or to congratulate you."

"I am afraid that I do not understand," Spock said as he continued to look forward.

"You just met your soulmate, Spock."

~

You paced outside his quarters, debating with yourself as if you should try to enter. You were very excited but yet very nervous that Spock was your soulmate. Complete opposites becoming soulmates. They always did say opposites attract.

Spock's door came open and you jumped as you watched the Vulcan emerge. You shot him a nervous smile as he softly tilted his head.

"(Y/N), would you like to come inside?"

You let out a heavy sigh as you nodded. Spock let you through and you went into his quarters.

His quarters was very nice. It had nice purple lighting and artifacts from different cultures. Everything in his room said logic and nothing said emotional.

"I'm assuming you know why I'm here," you told him as he offered you a seat at his desk.

"A person finds their soulmate, was I expecting you just to ignore it?"

"Hopefully," you laughed to yourself. "Oh, come on, Spock, look at us. You value logic and I cry over everything. I don't understand."

He shifted in his seat before making direct eye contact with you. Usually his look would be stern and powerful, but this time you've noticed that his look was soft and compassionate.

"My mother," he started, "taught me that love sometimes isn't supposed to make sense. After all, she did marry a Vulcan."

"I know but I just don't know where to start or what to do. I don't want to make you feel uncomfortable since I'm so human compared to you."

You saw as a little appeared on his lips and your heart skipped a beat. You never saw him smile before and you thought it was the cutest thing.

"You may start by telling me what you enjoy and we can work from there."

[swimmingwolf59]

Saw a friend doing this so I was curious about my own c:

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Star Trek, Star Trek: The Original Series Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Leonard "Bones" McCoy/Spock Characters: Spock (Star Trek), Leonard "Bones" McCoy, kirk briefly, other enterprise crew members briefly Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Baseball, Fluff, Getting Together, Making Out, brief lead-up to smut but no full on smut (sorry lol), references to sexual encounters, Arousal, Tide Pools, Ocean Summary:

Spock, a star baseball player, faces off against a pitcher who has the most beautiful hands he has ever seen. He finds it more than a little difficult to focus on the game, or anything else, after he witnesses the pitcher's wind-up routine.

26 notes - Posted August 8, 2022

#4

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Star Trek, Star Trek: The Original Series Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Leonard "Bones" McCoy/Spock Characters: Spock (Star Trek), Leonard "Bones" McCoy, Nyota Uhura Additional Tags: marriage proposals, Established Relationship, Constellations, Fluff, tos and snw canon compliant Summary:

McCoy comes home late after a long surgery and asks Spock a very important question. However, in the morning, Spock is the only one who remembers what he asked.

32 notes - Posted July 26, 2022

#3

Can I give you more than one so you can choose in case none of them would be inspiring? But also if none of them are that's also fine

Spock&Sarek + vacation

McCoy&Sarek + tea

spones + Amanda

Ahhhh all of these prompts are so fun, thank you!! I may do all of them eventually lol, though it's probably not surprising which one I picked to do first ;) I already failed to just write 100 words lol but at least it's still short!

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Sarek startles awake as Doctor McCoy suddenly appears next to his biobed. He watches with mild confusion as the doctor places a teapot and two cups down on the table next to his bed. It’s the first time he’s woken up since the surgery, and based on the lack of pain he’s currently feeling, it must have been a success.

McCoy glances at him, and upon realizing he’s awake says, “Forgive me, Ambassador – I didn’t mean to wake you.”

“It is no matter.” He stares as McCoy pours the tea. “May I ask what you are doing?”

“I thought you might like some tea. Spock programmed a recipe for Vulcan spice tea into the replicator, and it’s pretty damn good in my opinion.” McCoy offers one of the cups, and Sarek takes it. “The Captain says I need to work on my bedside manner, so. Here I am.”

“I see.” Sarek looks into the cup, and then glances at his son lying in the biobed at the far end of the room. He’s still unconscious, and something in his chest tightens. “My son—?”

“He’s fine, despite his best efforts,” McCoy grumbles, and then checks himself. “Ah, sorry. His blood production rate is back to normal. And your heart is back to normal, too.”

“Then I must compliment you on your surgical skill, Doctor,” Sarek says. McCoy seems surprised by this, and Sarek reflects on their interactions thus far. He supposes he had been less than polite to the doctor when he had asked him why he had retired so early. While it had been because he did not want Amanda to learn about his heart condition, it was still inexcusable behavior. “As you probably already guessed, my heart condition is why I retired so early. Forgive me for not answering your question before.”

“Oh, it’s alright.” McCoy leaves briefly to place a cup of tea by Spock’s bed, and then returns to Sarek’s side. “It was probably insensitive of me to ask.”

“And yet that did not stop you from asking anyway,” Sarek says drily, realizing only after he’s said it that he should not tease McCoy as he would his wife.

But, to his surprise, McCoy grins. “You know, a lot of things make more sense now that I know you’re Spock’s father.”

Sarek blinks at him, unsure of his meaning. He glances over at his son again, who is starting to stir. McCoy also notices this and leaves Sarek’s side, fussing around Spock as he checks his biomonitor and hands him the teacup. He’s complaining about Spock taking unnecessary risks and giving McCoy an ulcer on purpose, which seems strange coming from a medical professional. But seeing the playfulness in Spock’s expression as he responds to McCoy in kind, Sarek realizes that he misinterpreted McCoy’s teasing from earlier.

He is gratified to see that Spock has such a close and valued friend.

Sarek takes a sip of tea. It’s good, and tastes just like the kind he makes from scratch at home. To think that his son programmed the replicator to produce an exact copy…

He feels warm, and tells himself it is merely because of the tea.

34 notes - Posted November 30, 2022

#2

My friend and I realized that OFMD is literally a Bollywood film and I thought it was too funny not to share 🤣

Like:

-someone gets shot

-there's a jealousy arc

-mysterious twin brother popping up out of nowhere

-evil mother in law (aka Izzy because evil mothers in law are always antagonistic towards the mc because they don't think they'll ever be good enough for their child which is just a hilarious interpretation of Izzy imo)

-wealth disparity arc (Blackbeard wanting to go to that fancy party because his mother had always told him they'd never be that kind of people)

-arranged marriage conflict

-and all the episodes combined are like 5 hours long

basically every single trope in a Bollywood film is in ofmd. All that's missing is the song and dance numbers 🤔

41 notes - Posted May 16, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Last reblog reminded me that I was thinking about spones accidentally swapping uniforms the other day....

It's the long sleeved uniforms so neither of them notice right away, but when they step on the bridge Kirk notices immediately. As bones comes to stand beside him, Kirk grins and says, "why bones, I didn't know you got a promotion."

Bones has NO idea what he's talking about at first, but spock does, and he just freezes at his post.

Massive teasing ensues.

Omg it would be even funnier if some admiral was coming aboard before they had time to change and kept referring to bones as Commander and First Officer, much to Spock's annoyance

139 notes - Posted September 23, 2022

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[diesoonandsuffer]

my thoughts on the voyage home AND the final frontier

again i’m just going to paste both of my letterboxd reviews here because why would i retype the same thoughts.

the voyage home

i'm giving this a 3.5/5 because it still falls a bit below search for spock for me personally. i think after having seen more of these i might bump the first two movies down a bit in rating.

now i'm a fan of anytime star trek goes goofy and wacky. the trouble with tribbles and a piece of the action are some of my favorite original series episodes, and even just the silly moments in an otherwise normal episode will usually stand out to me. so i don't want it to sound like i didn't appreciate the goofiness of this movie; i did! i love putting the enterprise crew in situations. i love chekov running through an army naval base. i love spock vulcan neck-pinching a punk guy on a bus. i love bones and scotty pretending they work for this random engineering company. those things were great. however, the whiplash tonal shift of this movie is noticeable. i did a double feature of this and final frontier, which i will review separately, but seeing now 5/6 of the original series movies it is striking how different this is. i guess in a way its the tribbles of the star trek movies. and i guess it makes sense to have at least one -- it keeps it true to form in a way -- but something about the long term storytelling between the movies makes the random tone switch of this one just feel a bit off. again, i loved the goofiness, but it was just a lot to process.

there's other minor things about the movie i don't like; some of kirk's characterization felt a little off, for one. spock also did at times which i know is part of him recovering from being fucking brought back to life but it was almost like i was watching original pilot spock again. "irritation? ah, yes, one of your earth emotions!" like that level of spock. his arc in this being that he just goes back to the evolved spock we came to know over 3 seasons of television and 2 movies was...a choice, but whatever. it led to some funny moments between him and kirk but again, it had this almost uncanny valley feeling to it where it just felt a little bit wrong. also saavik being removed is disappointing but not surprising. apparently there was one script draft where she was pregnant with spock's child and if that stayed in i would have started biting glass.

overall this movie is definitely an enjoyable watch; the premise is goofy enough that it's easy watching, the ending is optimistic in the traditional star trek way, and the characters are put in fun little situations. it just feels a little off to me with some minor problems but i wouldn't call this a bad film by any stretch.

the final frontier

i did a double feature of this and the voyage home and wow holy shit. what a tonal shift.

before i start i'm not gonna straight up blame shatner for what this movie is. other reviews on here have explored him and that in more depth and i'm not even gonna try. i think it's not so black and white as "nimoy did this and it was good, shatner did this and it was bad" and i think its reductive to reduce it as such.

i can see why shatner would want to write this story. spock was fucking brought back to life. he has an eternal soul. once you write something like that into your script, the concept of God or the source of all life doesn't seem that out of the picture. and it's not like star trek hasn't dealt with gods or god-like entities before. who mourns for adonais explores the greek god apollo and other episodes have advanced sentient life forms who, in a way, act like god figures. so i can see why shatner would want to take that idea and expand it into a scale beyond what a tv show, or the original series at the time, could handle. do i think it was executed well? not particularly. i both saw the reveal coming and was surprised by it all at once.

some parts of this movie i enjoyed. another review mentioned that the shore leave scenes are such a delight that you wish shatner had permission to make a shore leave only movie, and i agree with that. i'm sort of biased since i'm a fan of that kind of story already, but the point stands. what this movie and the previous two have in common is that it got back what the first two movies were missing; the fact that the enterprise is a found family. in search for spock they were such a found family that they abandoned their careers to save spock. voyage home has them on a goofy adventure together that lets their characters and dynamics shine. this movie centers that dynamic more on the main trio of kirk, spock, and bones. i'm glad bones actually got to be part of this time as he has been unfortunately sidelined many other times. i really enjoyed all of their scenes together even after shore leave ends.

two more things i have to complain about and then i think im done. they both involve lore inconsistency. other people might see these as minor but they bother me, and i'm not usually a stickler for these things but they're both, like, obvious facts that are overridden. the first i'm not sure of the validity of because the origin is from the animated series. i don't know if this is considered canon BUT the best episode from that series (and arguably a better episode than many of the original series ones) is the one that explores spock's backstory where he has to go back in time to save himself from dying in a vulcan coming of age ritual. this explores his relationship to the other kids that tease him, his love for animals and his pet, him and sarek's strained relationship, and so on. he explicitly does not have a half-brother here and to add a half-brother here would make the episode not make sense. i think in general having a half-brother makes his whole backstory not make sense. what, sarek managed to bear TWO children that were batshit insane by vulcan standards? if sybok was the other kid i would think spock is an angel by comparison. but whatever.

the second lore thing is at the end; spock mentions he lost sybok, a brother. kirk goes "i lost a brother once." now maybe i'm just a fool but i legitimately thought they were referencing Sam. you know. his brother. the brother that they killed off in the original series. like his for real brother, that he had, who died. but no he was just talking about spock. (the man who he was definitely about to kiss in front of the klingons but i won't get into that here.) and then they say that they do have families, meaning each other. ignoring bones' daughter they mention in the animated series, spock has at this point mostly reconciled with sarek (even if his flashback tries to make us forget that?) and as far as i can tell has always cared for his mother. kirk and bones both had relatives even if they died. i don't know. it just seemed clunky.

TLDR; weird movie. elements of it are good, some parts are just bad. definitely not the Worst thing i've ever seen.