space husbands are still space husbands even when theyre on the ground.
So recently I’ve been having an…. Eventful? Week and finals are coming up. So I did the most logical thing in my book. Cosplay as Spock. Now, in my school there are fandom crowds to the point where Halloween is basically a fandom-con and NONE OF THOSE PEOPLE ARE IN MY CLASSES. So I thought, people…
“I admire you as an officer in spite of your recklessness, immaturity and pointless affinity for confrontation and meaningless sexual gratification,” Spock allows. “And your company is… not unpleasant.”
“Uh-huh,” Kirk says, leaning back in his chair, still grinning. “Not unpleasant… I know that one. For a Vulcan, that’s pretty much saying you want to braid flowers in my hair and call me up on the comm just to hear me breathe.”
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| — | So Wise We Grow, by Deastar (via attack-of-the-feels) |
