dramaya:

jlmdemon:

thedevilwearssneakers:

this was in the 60s

they didnt even try to hide the gay

I am fucKING DYING

i just snorted and made a really weird noise hahahahaah

comic-chick:

In Star Trek we don’t say “they’re so close, they finish each others’ sentences,” we say “The length of their association is sufficient enough that they need not even speak.” And I think that’s beautiful.

christopher-whitelaw:

t-high-la420:

can we take a minute

literal blatant admittance of canon spirk

what more do you want

touchtelepath:

qurre:

Illogical

erm. whoops?

okay wow fuck you???

petimetre:

-Spock, I need a hug, I don’t care if the klingons are watching us.

-Well, ok Jim.

saqswonders:

I just started doodling and then suddenly spirk what I didn’t even?

verifascinating:

belladonnaeyes:

Limitless undying love, which
shines around me like a million suns,
it calls me on and on across the universe

i came across this marvelous holmes/watson post, and this idea took hold of me and would not let go.

*based on this post, originally by artist lalage. (25 Lives by tongari)
*screencaps from trekcore, screenmusings, and countdown to darkness

Wow, this is amazing and so perfect for K/S!

shh-im-wondering:

moderncouchpotato:

THE FIGURE

Back lit. The wind whips his garment. Now he lowers 
his hood. We see Spock: a radiant, gentled Spock. 
His age is as we have known it; his hair, his face, the 
same; he would look at peace except for the eyes, which 
remain hollow, filled with questions and uncertainties.

SOBBING

todgast:

_{gasping, but somehow still alive
this is the fierce last stand of all I am
gasping, dying, but somehow still alive
this is the final stand of all I am}

♫