♪ Deceive the stars. Let me go there.
Before it's too late, wake me up in me.
The sky is in needles, hunger pricks my stomach.
Rain pours very sharply upside down
Swim, get out; step, step, step, run away!
Swim out.
Swim, get out; step, step, step, run away!
Swim out.
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rettoseireddo answered:
HB to my favorite star trek episode aka that time Spock and Kirk got laid in front of the powerful Vulcan granny and Bones and also Spock’s potential mate and her mate lol that was wild
It will never cease to amaze me that Shatner had the audacity to suggest Kirk isn’t bi when he looked at Spock like this:
Kirk stepped to the head of the bench, out of the Vulcan’s sight. “Spock!” He whispered and, when there came no response, felt the hot forehead. Yes, he thought, it was above even the Vulcan’s normal high temperature.
“Jim” The Vulcan’s eyes had not opened.
“One moment,” Kirk whispered, “before you look, A change-”
“In you?” Spock said, keeping the eyes closed.
“In me,” Kirk stepped around to where he could be seen. “All right”
The Vulcan’s eyes opened and widened, but the Vulcan mask - almost - held.
Spock Sat up, his lip drawing suddenly against his teeth as if the movement were agony. But he ignored it to look at Kirk. “Fascinating”
- The Procrustean Petard, Star Trek: New Voyages 2
Spock roused from his sleep with the feeling of a gentle palm brushing against his forehead. He took in the dishevelled and beaten sight of his Captain.
“Captain” he whispered voice rough “You are fatigued”
“Don’t fret” Jim said warmly “there’s a break in the fighting so I’ll rest a moment. How’s the stomach?”
Spock hesitated for before replying
“Intact”
“Thought it might have hit one of your hearts. For a moment I-” the words died in his throat and Spock felt the hand by his side tense into a fist “I’m glad it missed”
“The crew will be here soon. I’d tell you it’s going to be ok but I’m worried that you might strain something explaining the lack of data to back that statement up” he said and in his face Spock read something peculiar. He assumed it was delirium but here, in the height of their peril, Jim’s face seemed to glow with adoration.
“Jim” he hushed.
“Yes?”
“It is quite illogical” Spock spoke the words he somehow knew Jim wanted to hear. Jim looked like something had snapped inside him. He leaned forward and kissed Spock’s brow.
“Rest” He said “that’s an order, Mister”
michaelmandog
Lalo visits Albuquerque in 1990. He sees an 18 years old Nacho who barely looks up from the floor while Lalo scolds a 20 years old Tuco (“Ay, why would tío let a kid run this place?”) Varga is a pretty young thing, looks strong enough too, but there’s this glint in his eye when he finally raises his head to say something to Tuco. Lalo never forgets it.
In 1990, Lalo would call him mi ángel, mi cielito. Nacho would be blushing hard, and then going out of his way to look tough and impress Lalo. Lalo who would say “You still have a long way to go, cielito. But tell you what! Keep that up and who knows, maybe next time we meet I’ll call you by your name”.
Nacho in his early cartel years would already be smart, but terribly, terribly dumb if a handsome, powerful older man started paying attention to him. He hasn’t been shot yet, he hasn’t bled for the Salamancas. His dad is still none the wiser that he’s slipping dirty money into the cash register at the shop.
Nacho is 18, going on 19, and on a power high. His usually sharp senses would absolutely fail him.
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