Tag: this is beautiful

mylittleredgirl:

pouahhh:

4 stages of trusting a person with your heart: spock’s version (jim)

aos spirk is like the soulmate au where they really, reALLY don’t want to be soulmates. they’re too young, they’re not ready, they haven’t had the right experiences to turn them into perfect halves of a whole, but here they fucking are and fate keeps throwing time travelers from other centuries at them to tie their fates together. 

and it’s inescapable, and it feels like an endless boxing match in close combat, where they don’t even LIKE each other, but for some fucking reason there’s a piece of each of their souls lodged in the other

but time and space passes while their fates are locked together, and they mellow to each other. they mature into grown men, seasoned officers, whose sharp edges that used to grate on each other have softened into something fond and familiar. they depended on each other from the beginning, but they grow to… like each other. they pause long enough in each other’s company to enjoy that strange synergy between them, that way when they relax enough it’s like they know each other’s thoughts (and oh there are times when Spock wants that so much it’s distracting, my thoughts to your thoughts)

and somewhere in the vastness of space, Jim learns that his home will always be the next star, and Spock learns that his home was never going to be a place, but a choice: a decision to follow one person wherever he leads. 

at his side. as if he’s always been there and always will. 

insane-sociopath:

insane-sociopath:

So my uni friend bought some cute dog bone paper clips. Anyone else see the massive design flaw?

“Jim what the fuck are these?” Bones asks, holding one of the small blue and yellow objects up.

“Paperclips,” Jim replies absentmidedly as he signs off on yet another report.

“You bought me bone-shaped paperclips? What the fuck for?”

“I believe they are designed for holding multiple sheets of paper together Doctor,” Spock chips in, sliding across from his station to stand on the opposite side of the Captain’s chair. “Though I fail to see why they would be considered useful in this age; paper has not been a major resource for nearly two centuries now.”

“I know what fuckin’ paperclips are used for pointy,” Bones growls. “I just wonna know why Jim got me some!”

“Bone shaped clips for Bones,” Jim smirks, putting his PADD aside and stretching. “Also they have an amusingly major design flaw. Here, try clipping one onto the hem of your shirt.”

Scowling, Bones hesitates before gripping the bottom of his uniform overshirt and sliding the clip onto the edge.

“I… see.” Spock states slowly, one eyebrow rising.

“Bones,” Jim stage whispers gleefully, “They’re boner clips!”

“You’re such a goddamn infant,” Bones grumbles back.

But he smirks to himself as he turns and stomps off the bridge.