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// idek if this blog still has followers but i’m making it an archive! you can still find me on my main/non-rp blog @nbgallifreys

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*crawls back on here months later, realizing i never said i was going on hiatus again*

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Spock can feel her excitement filling the small space between them and is conflicted between attempting to absorb some of its energy or from trying to keep his distance  -  both would be tiring but which would be more so? Emotions were so difficult. He draws in a breath and inclines his head in her direction. 

                   “It is not fortune,” he tells her. “Only beings with the                 appropriate skills and ability are chosen for missions                 such as these - you must have met the requirements,                 at the very least.”

His lips quirk up slightly at her expression and nods. “I would not consider it an intrusion, quite the opposite.  You are most welcome to join me ant any time.”

Hermione can’t help but find herself in awe at how he’s suddenly speaking rather openly to her. She wonders what it was that incited such a response from him but she can’t help the beaming in her  eyes and the smile that’s stretching from ear to ear as he speaks.                              ❝I am extremely fortunate to have been given this                                opportunity to assist the U.S.S. Enterprise on its                                five year mission. To boldly go.. I hope you don’t                                if I join you on some evenings, unless it would be                                considered an intrusion…❞ She wants him to talk again as she finds herself babbling and would much rather listen to his voice than her own higher pitched one. His had a more comforting tone for her which she has yet to understand why.   

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“An admirable goal.”

          “I mean that I’ll do anything to get outta here still breathing.”

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   “Are you ready to beam down?”

“Uh, right.” 

“You got me there.”

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Reblog if you're not American.

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2015 in stars

by matialonsor

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He tilted his head to one side. He always found it fascinating to learn of others assumptions of what Vulcans were thought to be. “On the contrary,” he said. “All Vulcan healers must be well versed in keeping the health of the mind, as well as the body. Indeed, after the loss of our planet the need for such practices have increased greatly.” 

“Klingon can be a very difficult language to comprehend, even when each syllable is enunciated as clearly as they can be.” he agreed. “I suppose that either could make sense in this context....” he shook his head slightly. “But you are certain that they were Klingons?”

     A good question, understandable that he may be curious.  “It depends, I suppose. On a ship I work as a sort of therapist, or psycho-analyser.   Off a ship,  I work as a licensed companion.” The ship itself helped her to get around to a wider range of clients.  “The two roles are surprisingly similar.” Just the simple fact that one didn’t include sexual forms of release.  An awkward subject for some, she didn’t know how a Vulcan would view such a career choice, though. “I assume Vulcans don’t particularly use therapists..?”

A shrug followed his final question. “I’m not sure. Everyone was just acting very shifty.” She had an eye for such things. “If I was better at their language then I may have been able to figure a little more out, but my Klingon is rather rusty. I think I heard ‘vub’, but I suppose it could have been ‘hub’..” Difficult to hear a Klingon’s muttering.

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                               he restrains himself from reaching out to steady her - this                                     is  an action  he recognises  from the  captain,  one  of                                     excitement,  not nerves  (or perhaps both,  he wouldn’t                                     claim to be an expert on all forms of human behaviour,                                     quite the opposite.)

                                                                        “I confess I am unsure of how I                                                                         will react to the spectacle,” he                                                                         says. “I have never seen a                                                                         display before.

                                                                           as for tea, we could go back                                                                         and try the market if you wish?                                                                                 There may be something                                                                                  suitable available there.”

                          she  rocks  back  and  forth on her  heels,  feeling  quite                           small compared to the vulcan man. she barely reaches                           his  shoulders.  spock  is  lovely, she  reminds  herself.                           she  feels  comfortable  around him, even  when  she’s                           had  way too much coffee. the suggest sounds  perfect                           to her. she loves fireworks. how does he always seem                           to      know     the    perfect     thing     to     say     or     do ?

                                                            ❝  that sounds perfect ! i love                                                                      fireworks. and i need to get                                                                      some  more tea. jim keeps                                                                      stealing  all of mine.  pavel                                                                      too.      it’s     rather      rude.  ❞

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whatever you do don’t imagine the taller half of your otp scooping the shorter one up around their middle and swinging them around to make them laugh just don’t do it

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{ it’s been 3 months and i’ve decided to tentatively return!! p sure my last hiatus was 3 months as well but we’re ignoring that just to spocko for a moment because school restarts next week but !! hello }

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[ i am alive! wow sorry i went on holiday and then sixth form’s restarted and i’ve had no muse for AGES and now tumbles has this new weird update thing so i’m not gonna rp for a bit probably i may pop up now and again but idkkk :/ i’ll still be available ooc if u want to talk ]

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russiaswinters:

         “i kinda wanna get out of here alive, pal.”

    “...I will assume you mean that as the affirmative.”

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“Sochya eh dif,” he replied, raising his hand to reciprocate the other’s ta’al and inclining his head in greeting automatically.

He blinked, studied the other for a moment, an odd sense of familiarity appearing at the sight of the person before him - the facial features were similar to those he had seen a few times before, the stance and expression mirroring his own. 

He began to wonder if perhaps the universe is sentient, and is the equivalent of an over-exuberant human five year old, skipping around and tripping up strangers just to see how they’d react, poking at something with a stick to see how long it took for it to snap back in irritation.

How many times was the universe going to put different versions of himself in front of him because honestly this was getting a little excessive. He almost felt like telling the universe that but then decided that would be stupid - shouting at the universe hadn’t helped after the destruction of Vulcan (not that Spock shouted.), and it clearly hadn’t helped other Spock’s he’d met, all of them seemed to be from universes were there was no longer a Vulcan (except for the first Spock he met, shortly after the Nerada incident, but that Spock was a special case in many ways.)

At least this Spock is wearing a similar uniform to his own, hopefully this Spock is not an evil version, or a version that isn’t in Starfleet, at least this is relavtively better than it could have bee.

“May I inquire as to what you are doing here?”

Two and the Same? || Closed

It was suppose to be a simple one man mission. Beam down to the planet, do some tests and take samples of the soil and plants, but things were rarely simple for the crew on board the Enterprise.

The reason Spock had been the one chosen to beam down to the surface was because of the climate there, having a very low level of oxygen and also a temperature that made a hothouse seem chilly. A human could have managed to carry out the mission, but there was no reason to let one of them suffer when the thin air and heat didn’t affect the vulcan in any negative way.

He went up on the transporter, having his tricorder and a small briefcase, containing jars and tubes for the soil and plant samples, with him. At first, nothing seemed unusual, he felt the normal tickling sensation as his body broke down into atoms and moved through space. It was not until his atoms were put back together again that he felt an odd sensation, like someone was trying to pull him somewhere.

As soon as he had materialized, Spock looked around. It seemed to be the right planet, except for the fact that there was another vulcan in front of him dressed in a similar science blue Starfleet shirt. The planet had not shown any signs of humanoid life and according to the logs, no one from the Federation had visit it before and he was the only vulcan on board the Enterprise.

“Fascinating.” he said to himself and approached the other individual, raising his right hand to do the Vulcan salute. “Dif-tor heh smusma.” To a human it might seem odd to greet a stranger like this, but to Spock it was good manner to greet another vulcan this way, stranger or not.

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itsnotflirting:

(✿◠‿◠) Polyamory ships where all three go on cute dates

(✿◠‿◠)  Polyamory ships where they all hold hands and take up and entire street as they walk

(✿◠‿◠)  Polyamory ships where they all snuggle up in bed, limbs all tangled together

(✿◠‿◠) Polyamory ships where Person A & Person B get jealous of each other because they believe Person C is spending more time with their other partner

(✿◠‿◠)  Polyamory ships where they all braid each other’s hair and do their nails.

(✿ ♥‿♥) Shopping trips with a poly ship

(✿ ♥‿♥) ROAD TRIPS AND VACATIONS WITH A POLY SHIP

(ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧ late night, muffled, ‘be quiet or the neighbors will hear us’ sex in a poly ship

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i absolutely love this picture of Spock

I like that he’s rather grubby and also thoughtful.

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The little footsteps could be heard from down the hall, Jimmy excitedly running to the Vulcan as fast as his little legs would take him. Grinning, he pulled on Spock's pant leg. "I lear'ed a new word!" The toddler giggled.

                     “…”           ????

                          “congratulations.”