




Oh come the fuck on! Captain, you are making Dr. McCoy uncomfortable. You’re looking at your first officer in an entirely gooey manner. Your face looks like a bowl of ice cream melting in the microwave. Kirk, do you absolutely need to hold onto that lever and be millimeters from touching a Vulcan? Look at McCoy, he’s not hanging onto anything, so there’s no need for all that. Spock, are you projecting Vulcan pheromones because you look decidedly unperturbed that Kirk isn’t listening to a goddamn word you say. Just look away, Jim. You’re making Bones sad. He just wants to ride in the turbolift with his superior officers and not have to feel a wave of dirty manlust radiating in his direction every time. Have some shame, you two.
Until this very morning, Spock had been certain that he had finally and fully exorcised his human half and its shameful emotional legacies. An hour before the rising of the Vulcan suns, Spock had made his way to the high promontory he had chosen as his own and there he had greeted the red dawn of this important day with mind-cleansing meditation. He had known that today he would face T’sai herself and that the High Master would invite him to enter with her into mindmeld so that she might place around his neck the old symbol which proclaimed his mastery of Kolinahr. In searching his consciousness this morning, Spock had been especially alert for any trace of pride in his accomplishments here in Gol. Kaiidth! What was, was! He had done only what he had been meant to do and had the good fortune to be able to do. With this thought, Spock had looked up at the red dawn sky in the direction where he knew Sol and Earth to be and had begun a respectful, but brief, farewell to his mother’s planet and the part of his life that it had represented. He had long ago decided that he would neither return to that place nor move among its people ever again.
Jim! Good-bye my… my t’hy’la. This is the last time I will permit myself to think of you or even your name again.

Yay! Happy Kirk/Spock Day everyone :D Here’s the finished product of that sketch.
And as for why I put “46 years” in the middle, like last year I counted the number of years Space Husbands have been in TOS…but I wish Happy 45 Years to Amok Time as well.
-Gene Roddenberry, Star Trek-The Motion Picture: A Novel (x)
If you haven’t read it yet, you must read “The Footnote,” by Judith Gran which takes this comment and does a line by line analysis.
It’s worth reading the 2000 words, but for the tl:dr her summation:
But although Kirk has refused directly to answer Roddenberry’s question, he has supplied us with some definite statements nonetheless. Let us summarize the information provided in Kirk’s comment, the rest of the note, and the text.
(1) Spock encountered rumors that he and Kirk were lovers.
(2) Spock neither confirmed nor denied these rumors.
(3) Kirk has no moral or other objections of physical love in any form.
(4) Kirk’s most “gratifying” sexual encounters have been with women.
(5) Kirk has had sexual relations with someone who is *not* a woman.
(6) Kirk considers that woman sexual partners have the advantage over other sexual partners in the area of “gratification,” but not in other aspects of “physical love.”
(7) Kirk considers “love” much more important than “technique” in a sexual relationship.
(8) Spock calls Kirk by a Vulcan term that means “friend,” “brother,” or lover.”
I leave it to each individual reader to decide whether the weight of the evidence tends to support or deny the possibility of a K/S relationship.
First & second attempt using CLIP STUDIO PAINT
It’s easy to handle, as I’m using SAI before
I’d try some more soon~ps there’s another pic for K/S Day
Kirk trying to calm down Crazy!Spock.
“What took you so long?”
3x14 Whom Gods Destroy