Because This Is Just The Best

Hostile Alien: We have your son.

Kirk: I don’t have a son.

Hostile Alien: Then who asked for warm milk and made us cut the crust off his sandwich?

Kirk: Dear god, they have Chekov.

Hyenas fucking love baths

Do you think anyone ever accepts an order from Captain America by saying “Roger Captain Rogers”

I think we need to talk about the under appreciated Window Seat fandom

I mean really? With the book shelves?

It’s like an alcove of happiness.

You want a whole row of individual seats? Fine, here you go. 

Or how about a whole window bed for those snugglers out there.

Curtains.. Guys this one has curtains.

Seriously? This is basically a glass cube of bliss.

 You can even get them with corners! Not enough corners? Okay.

Ba-BAM!! Corners for cocooning. 

There’s also the Roman-esque themed seat for the historians out there. 

 If you don’t want to snuggle up in blankets with hot cocoa in this then I don’t even know why you’re on this planet. I mean dat stonework. 

This one’s an entire rectangle. Just imagine all the cuddling that could happen in there. It’s practically a fortress.

This one’s fucking curved okay? it’s just chillin, up of the ground, and curved for your lounging convenience. 

don’t like rectangles or square? Okay. Have a fucking trapezoid seat.

Vulcans never lie.

Spock is amaizing )

Jim span around, nearly tripping on his own feet.

“Saavik? Our Saavik?!”

“The fact we knew about her existence before she was born does not make her ours,” Spock said, but there was a barely noticeable humourous tilt in his voice. “However, you are correct; I have reasons to believe it is Saavik Ambassador Spock spoke of.”

I loved writing this looking-at-holo scene because I could finally introduce another character, our favourite child, Saavik

From chapter 6 of The Wall

His eyes told the story