spicyshimmy:

hinsabbies:

dorks wow

the best thing about these two is that there are infinite possibilities for the infinite ways and infinite times they embrace in heavy coats or thick sweaters or dark cloaks with cold hands and warm mouths. whether spock’s the one wearing the hat pulled down to cover his ears or jim’s the one who borrowed it to keep his head warm.

when they went back in time and needed to blend in and stood facing one another on the streets of san francisco in the damp chill of winter, and spock learned that jim wasn’t—literally—as hot as spock had always assumed, given the potential metaphorical comparison one might draw between him and a sun—and promptly informed jim of such. ‘you are not hot, jim.’ and jim’s cheeks were a little redder after. ‘wow, spock, i don’t know how to thank you for that one.’

or during the long, gray months of jim’s recovery, jim too thin, refusing to slow down or even pace himself, pretending he’s not winded. ‘there is no reason to maintain a pretense when we both know it is a falsehood, jim.’ and jim waved his hand and wheezed and spock acknowledged, ’you are hot, jim. …perhaps we should contact doctor mccoy about the possibility of a fever.’ 

infinite possibilities. infinite equations. infinite chances in the great burning cosmic jungle. and in each and every one of them, eventually, these two souls find heat together. 

starfleetbabe:

au where t’pring and spock are vulcan assassins/fugitives wanted by the federation

they steal stuff and punch people

cosmicsyzygy:

Basically McCoy.

loarts-art:

I don’t know why but it’s been hard for me to draw decent things for the past few days ; ^ ;

I think it may be the after effects of my finals.

rafabarbas:

Goodbye, my…my t’hy’la. This is the last time I will permit myself to think of you or even your name again.

vu1can:

mortiwhore:

“yield…captain

omgggggggggggggggggggggggg <333333333333333

artsy-spockyyy:

How are you even real Jim

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