space-happy:

Each of us, at some time in our life, turns to someone - a father, a brother, a god - and asks ‘why am I here?’, ‘what was I meant to be?’ V'Ger hopes to touch it’s Creator to find it’s answers.

lieutenant-sapphic:

damn if this ain’t a straight-up wedding vow

remusmoony:

“—theirs had been the touching of two minds which the old poets of Spock’s home planet had proclaimed as superior even to the wild physical love which affected Vulcans every seventh year during pon farr.”

hekate1308:

When you’re so platonically pumped your best friend has come back to help you save the world you desperately whisper his name and stare at him for a while. 

remusmoony:

“Forgive me. It is not here. I had assumed he mind-melded with you. It is the Vulcan way when the body’s end is near.”

remusmoony:

“He’s more myself than I am. Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same.”
― Emily Brontë

hekate1308:

Nothing to see here, just Kirk and Spock staring at each other from a distance like star-crossed lovers. 

blueshirtbabe:

Star Trek III: The Search for Spock

hekate1308:

Something tells me Sarek is going to regret that request.