Bruna. 28. Bisexual. Brazil. I've got a film degree.
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This is a multifandom blog. Expect lots of Hannibal and Star Trek. Also Vampire Chronicles. Lots of movies. There will be on occasion rock bands and singers. Also books and TV shows and random stuff.
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kirk: its certainly true that hes physically stronger, taller, heavier than i am. his mind, steely and unshaken, but his heart… his heart is delicate, fragile. like sheets of frozen dew at sunrise on teirzon four…beautiful… how do i know? i see it in his eyes when his gaze lingers a little too long. and i let it. is it wrong that i let it? that i want to shelter him in my arms? kiss him? love him? steal him away from his troubles? or from my own…?
the burly freighter dude missing an eye and covered in tattoos who has been sitting next to kirk overhearing him drunkenly ramble to himself about his love for spock for over an hour now at this random bar: *through tears* you have to tell him how you feel
kirk: you think so…?
several other equally musclebound and scary looking dudes sitting nearby, also in tears: *nodding*
“—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.”
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.
After a few tiresome weeks, the crew of the Enterprise is in serious need of a shore leave. For that reason, they stop for a leave on the planet where their thoughts and desires become real. Captain Kirk, however, doesn’t want to beam down to the planet and it’s up to Spock to convince his Captain to take a day of leave.
