Michael: Find the person who’s most unlike you, and move towards them.
Kirk: *sips soups* *burns self* *immediately sips soup again*
Spock: There he is.
the thing about Spock is, like, whenever he comes in for a checkup or whatever, McCoy’s all like “god these readings are so fucked but that’s normal for you so… carry on i guess”
but unless I’m wrong about this (and I could be, i’m not That Deep into the lore yet) Spock is one of the first (if not the first) documented Vulcan-Human hybrid to survive into adulthood? so there actually isn’t an established normal for him. like you can take all the readings you want when he’s at rest and seems to be in good health and extrapolate from those, you can make predictions based on the norms of Vulcan anatomy and human anatomy, but there’s so much range between the two and so little precedent that there are bound to be unknowns
like
spock has two sets of eyelids and no one else knew about this until he temporarily went blind. if an entire second set of eyelids could come as a surprise just imagine what else is going on under the surface. there are so many question marks here.
i feel like this is what McCoy thinks about at 3am
insecurities ————- inspired by scared to love - juice wrld
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Happy birthday @fezwearingjellybananas
(I’ll try and get the fic done as soon as I can)
Have you seen the face of the devil? Oh, everyday in the mirror, pal.
What did you just say?
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.
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