#pre-Surak Vulcan

[purpleenma]

Warrior and Mother

I wanted to sketch something to warm up back into traditional and, going with the Vulcan women warriors mood, and thinking of those athletes that are competing in the Olympics little after giving birth or while still breastfeeding, this came into existence.

More about Vulcan headcanons below the cut ✨

I'm borrowing @ex--astris--scientia idea that I love that Vulcans wear their babies in slings below their chest placing their heads where the Vulcan heart is so they can hear their heartbeats 💜

Also; Vulcan babies are born naturally hairy, with quite long, fine and soft hair like the human lanugo but more abundant, from the shoulders down the forearms and back, the lower part of the happy trail of the tum tum and legs. Some time later they lose the baby hair and it doesn't grow back again till puberty.

When taking the new pictures the light made some interesting highlights in the sketch ✨

More art about Vulcan lore and headcanons:

1 . 2 . 3 . 4

[hellweaver]

Some fantasy on ancient Vulcan warrior long before the Time of Awakening

[lead-acetate]

Spock would have been a pre-Reform poet.

no essay. but! I thought that would be interesting so I wrote a fic with the premise, having some worldbuilding fun with pre-Reform (or rather, non-Reform) Vulcan poetry, poetry scene, rituals and Stuff. Believe it or not, it's not all just elaborate foreplay.

Yes, Fuck the Government

Rating: Explicit

Vulcan, a dangerous civilization of enormous military power, has entered tentative negotiations with Starfleet. Vulcans, however, are passionate, violent and unpredictable and, though the current autocrats are still strong, there is unrest brewing in the capital. When the Starfleet delegation lands, Captain Pike urges their subordinates to do a little reconnaissance in their spare time. Lieutenant Kirk stumbles upon Vulcan poetry that has been known to start and end wars; and then, after some trial and error, upon a poet. * It is essentially a… cautiously M-rated poetry reading and then some gratuitous sex. Also Jim gets an autograph.

ao3 link again 🥰 enjoy!

[kugelfische]

capture and evade

[blanc-ci]

Started brainstorming about designing a Pre-Surak Spock and it somehow turned into me writing a deep dive into what the technology, infrastructure, class disparity, and sexism of a ~2000 year younger/rudimentary space-faring/nuclearly apocalyptic Vulcan would look like

I’ll post my ramblings some day, but it DID make me come to the realization (which I’m sure is news to No One) that pre-Surak society is entirely based on our 1960’s and what the writers thought the development of Nuclear Power might look like for the future of civilization. They made Vulcans as a sort of narrative “what if humanity, when faced with the worst of what we’re capable of, decided to reject our emotions/humanity all together” but in a way more hyperbolic and sci-fi way

[frogayyyy]

there's an alternative timeline where, instead of following logic and being stoic, vulcans are like cat

[starrylol]

Day 4 of trektober-challenge - First contact

Naturally I wanted to draw some pre-Surak Spock meeting a lost Jim.

Process vid under the cut!

[lichqueenlibrarian]

“I do not answer murder with words,” Spock said, “or defend him to one not fit to have looked on him.” He heard the ancient madness in his voice and did not flinch from it.

The Price of the Phoenix, Sondra Marshak & Myrna Culbreath

[chicafinal]

sometimes people write headcanons for pre-surak vulcan or 'vulcans if they never listened to surak' aus that are literally just re-inventing romulans. guys we literally have romulans at home

[anonover]

do i know anything about trek? no. am i still gonna talk about this? yes.

like okay, this might be completely incorrect but i believe that the vulcans, pre-surak, had a people that they considered insuperior and that people was entirely wiped out. surak came, created the whole logic thingie and people forgot/covered up this genocide.

well, you may be asking, why do i think this? because vulcan has no metaphors. at least not outright metaphors. it has no inner language, certain cues that can point to traits and ideologies that other can agree with. metaphors, allegories, figurative language forms when one party needs to hide something from another. certain key phrases are passcodes and who else would start this type of deception other than a mariginalized people? but. there's not much figurative language left like said. so. vulcan had marginizalized people that the oppressing party commited genocide against.

just a thought, a headcanon if you will :)

[tossawary]

I wish we saw more casual diversity among Vulcans in regards to... well, everything: fashion, art, history, geography, language, religion and philosophy, occupations, familial units, and logical styles and emotional management, and so on. The monoculture that "Star Trek" tends towards is both unrealistic and kind of boring.

(I think that my ideal "Star Trek" show would have a minimum of two matching non-humans in the main crew who are from opposite sides of their planet; these two alien coworkers have almost NOTHING in common. It immediately creates compelling character dynamics.)

Anyway, even within the specific Surakian Logic sect that Spock and his family seem to belong to, there's still opportunity for fun, divisive hobbies among this particular group of Vulcans. We can have judgey Vulcans looking at other Vulcans' weird, harmless antics and saying, "What illogical behavior," while the other Vulcans are judging them back for being illogical in their own opinion. Let Vulcans be REAL nerds: I think that pre-Surak historical reenactment is not an uncommon hobby, both casual LARPing and hardcore reenactment.

It's educational to spin and weave and sew your own pre-Surakian garments! It's educational to forge your own weaponry! It's grounding, like meditation! It is humbling to truly realize the complicated labor involved in fabrication. Even when they were surrendering to their emotional urges, you know, Vulcan ancestors were not completely illogical: they knew how to fashion a comfortable garment well-suited to the desert. Camping in the wilderness and foraging for food connects oneself to nature, teaches about history, and settles oneself in the present.

Also, it's good physical exercise and emotionally cathartic to beat the shit out of each other with foam-wrapped lirpa, screaming at the top of your lungs. It's very logical. There's a medical team on standby, reading on their pads and drinking tea.

You beam down in the wrong part of the desert at the right time and find a bunch of scantily-clad Vulcan warriors (outfits depend on the chosen time period and location) (of all genders) shrieking and rolling in the dirt, until a timer goes off, and then the scheduled mock-battle is over and everyone helps each other up. (Depends how hardcore the group is, of course.) (Also, yeah, obviously, some of these groups have a hook-up culture attached / embedded.) Two bleeding guys who were previously punching each other in the face salute each other and part ways, one to go write a new archeological paper based on his findings here ("Fascinating") and the other to his low-level government desk job ("Most invigorating exercise").

If this happens anywhere near where people live, then the neighbors are shaking their heads and saying to each other, "I don't know how anyone could come to their conclusions and call it logical. Their foundational premises must be flawed." 😐 Some of them while closely watching the entire scandalous affair through binoculars and telescopes, of course. 🤔

[purpleenma]

Vulcan warrior finished!

*please click to see pictures in better quality!

Some details below the cut

[cogcltrcorn]

the thing is: of course the species which both a) goes into territorial mating rage once a decade b) is highly attuned to emotions and thoughts of its peers had to invent a philosophy of logic and self-control. like I imagine pre-surak vulcan clans have been highly bonded to the point where a conflict with one member of the clan would ENSURE that all other members of the clan went into a homicidal rage. because imagine that your rage is not only immediately shared by your peers but also AMPLIFIED because you FEEL it from everyone around you.... like yeah Of Course this society could only survive by inventing Hyper Stoicism

on that point: vulcans' needs during pon farr being less about specifically fucking and more about BONDING. like yes obviously sex is part of it but the reason just jacking off doesn't work is because they need to BOND. they need assurance that their clanmate is Safe and Here and Close. so, I present to you:

- vulcans that get really anxious about food and water before and during pon farr

- vulcans that get frankly weirdly obsessed with smell and scenting

- vulcans during pon farr being jumpy and frankly anxious. when your vulcan partner comes up to you like 'would you consider it logical to consider the possibility of you abandoning our bond if I was to, for some reason, become a worm-like creature. although the possibility of such a thing occurring is vanishingly small, I am nevertheless considering how detrimental to my control and wellbeing it would be. so, would you please share with me your reasoning and supposed response to this hypothetical event' you know damn well they are like 2 days away

- vulcans during pon farr being super into physical contact. when you are not fucking your vulcan partner you Need to cuddle them. or else

[eeb-rody]

Whenever I see people talk about all our yesterdays it's always about the homoerotic value of spock throwing McCoy up against a wall, or how it doesn't make any sense that spock going back in time would make him act like a pre surak vulcan. Both correct and interesting and good to talk about.

HOWEVER

I cannot for the life of me stop thinking about "I don't like that. I don't think I ever did and now I'm sure". Fucking?? This line puts their whole dynamic in an extremely interesting new light because yeah, doctor mccoy routinely says some pretty racist shit to him, but it's generally seen as okay because spock gives as good as he gets most of the time and they're both clearly having fun bickering.

But in an unguarded moment we find out that no, that part of it is something that spock merely tolerated and there's some (thoroughly repressed I'm sure) resentment that's been bubbling under the surface for god knows how long.

We the audience know that spock has a good deal of baggage about his whole situation but did mccoy know? Was he aware that he even could hurt his friend in this way? I don't think so, and I wonder if there would have been some kind of follow up to this if the show was more serialized (or if it wasn't the sixties).

Ig that's what fanfic is for but I can't find anything that scratches this particular itch. Like, if I was a writer I'd have mccoy get awkward around spock for a little bit, like, their usual banter gets weird and stilted, maybe spock misinterprets this, thinks he's mad at him. But then on a mission, spock like, throws himself in front of a train to save jim or some shit. Whatever, he does something insane without checking with anyone because he's decided it's the logical thing to do and he would never act impulsively, of course not doctor. And then mccoy realizes that this is the most frustrating man who ever lived and there are many reasons to yell at him that aren't xenophobic.

(Boy I sure hope nobody steals this idea and puts it on ao3 and maybe sends me a link, I would hate that,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,)

[kugelfische]

petting proto

[who-dat-homeless]

Very important ask

Do you think vulcans have bdsm?