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[maybeicansavesomeone]

"Go to bed and sober up. We will talk tomorrow."

“Why tomorrow?” Allie asked, a bit louder than she had intended considering how much she had drunk in the past couple of hours. “Why can’t we talk now, Spock?? All I - all I wanna know is why y’don’t just push Stella away when she’s flirting with you. D’you actually like her? Spock, just look at me!” She squirmed in his hands, refusing to be calmed until he answered her. She actually had no idea how it came to this, but she needed to know - was she not good enough for him anymore?

[krenath]

She was fighting his grip so much that he released her, though he stayed close in case she began to trip. The smell of alcohol was powerfully present on her breath - as if her slurred speech and bright eyes were not indication enough that she was drunk. “We cannot talk now because it would not be a rational conversation,” he replied calmly, sidestepping her accusation about Stella. No good would come of this, but he was attempting to minimize the damage.

[maybeicansavesomeone]

Spock froze, his brow lifting at the sight of the tattoo on Allie's skin. "That is strange," he mused allowed, turning to face his beloved fully. "I thought I had every inch of your skin memorized..."

At the sound of Spock voice, she turned to look at him as well, biting at her lip as she brought a hand up to cover the nape of her neck with her hair. “Now Spock, I was going to tell you,” she started, smiling a bit at him, obviously nervous about telling him at all. “I-It’s an anti-possession symbol, one of my hunter friends actually suggested I get one so..y’know.” Allie waved her hand around in the air vaguely. “Get possessed by demons again, are you mad at me?”

[krenath]

They were in the kitchen, and he was helping her to make dinner when her hair slipped over her neck to reveal a black symbol on her neck, like a star encased in a sun. He recognized it from her books on demons, of course, so he was well-aware what it was for - it was when she had got it that perplexed him. He could tell she was nervous. She should not have to be, if she had only told him when she was going to get it. “I… am not mad,” he hedged, trying to find the right words to express himself.

[maybeicansavesomeone]

"This was my fault... this was not supposed to happen..."

Allie’s expression was a mixture of surprise, amusement, and complete confusion as she looked at the mess of a kitchen. Mixing bowls and various ingredients such as flour and sprinkles were scattered over the counter, and she did take note of the food coloring that painted her lover’s face and hands. Obviously, her kitchen lessons with Spock didn’t pay off this time around. 

“Spock - were you trying to bake a cake for me?” She chuckled, smiling at him with affection covering her whole expression. This was possibly one of the sweetest thing he had ever done for her - among other things.

[krenath]

It was difficult to know which was worse: the embarrassment of being caught in the act, or the humiliation of being incapable to bake something as simple as a cake. There was nothing to do now but admit defeat. Sighing, he moved to the sink to wash some of the food coloring and flour from his hands. “Affirmative,” he replied grudgingly. “You have been having a difficult week. I thought I might be able to remedy that, but…” He dried his hands off and gestured towards the messy kitchen in explanation.

[maybeicansavesomeone]

"You cannot spend the rest of your life with someone you do not love!"

“Don’t you think I know that, Spock!? I want to spend the rest of my life with you but I can’t!”Allie screamed at him, her voice hoarse from crying and trying to reason with him. It wasn’t fair - and they both knew it. They were Prince and Princess, sure, but that didn’t change her parent’s minds about her arranged marriage with the Prince of Orion. “I don’t want it to be this way…” Her voice broke, shoulders slumping as she began to look as if she were defeated. “I want to be with you…”

[krenath]

If it were anyone else, he might find that burst of emotion off-putting - but if it were anyone else, he would not be having this conversation to begin with. He felt a mixture of helplessness and anger begin to bloom in him like a bruise, though he fought to stifle it. His brain worked fast, trying to find a solution. “...We could run away,” he offered, though he doubted she would take to it. He could not believe he was even suggesting it. The prince of Vulcan could not just run away to marry the Terran princess. It was inconceivable.

[maybeicansavesomeone]

"It is okay to cry. Crying is a natural response to pain."

Sniffling at that, she watched as Spock  stitched up her arm, tears spilling over her cheek as the needle pierced her flesh. It was bad enough with the alcohol, but it was always the actual suturing that got to her. Allie bit her lip and whimpered softly as she felt the thread pull through, turning her head away from hi as he worked. Usually she tried to put up a front, trying to look strong even though it hurt like hell to be sewn back together - Spock knew her better than that.

[krenath]

At the very least, Allie was now comfortable showing how much pain she was in. He preferred that to the facade she used to put up when she had a wound that needed mending. As he carefully stitched up her arm, he used his touch to leech away some of her pain. He recalled something Doctor McCoy had said once on a landing mission - before Spock had been transported to this universe. Talk to him, dammit! Humans need distractions. I don’t care how illogical it is, you green-eared sonuva - He did not need to remember it all, of course, just the core of it. “What exactly happened?” he asked, hoping that would work. “I only turned away for a moment.”

[maybeicansavesomeone]

"You understand wanting to protect what you care about, do you not? You would do anything."

Allie bit her lower lip harshly, nodding at the question. “Of course I do, Spock…” she muttered, wrapping her fingers around his wrist and letting out a slow breath.”I’d…I’d do anything…and so would you..”

[krenath]

He nodded too at her answer, having expected it. “Affirmative. And that is why I cannot let you go on this hunt.” He was aware her fingers on his wrist was meant to soothe him, but he would not be swayed from his determination to keep her safe. His jaw ticked as he steeled himself. “You must not go,” he said again, more forcefully this time.

[maybeicansavesomeone]

Spock stepped neatly between Allie and the other man, facing his /ashayam/. "Are you ready for that dance now?" he asked, talking over the other man's infuriating flirtations. He grabbed his lover's hand, feigning ignorance to having interrupted.

She felt a wash of relief when her love stepped in, lacing their fingers together immediately before nodding quickly and letting him tug her away. Against her will, that man had been insisting that she did not have a boyfriend, when in fact, Spock had been retrieving a drink for her. 

“Thank you, ashayam.” She murmured once they were lost in the crowd of the dance floor.

[krenath]

@maybeicansavesomeone:

She wrapped her arms around him and gave him a soft kiss, just to calm him a bit before he went back to cause a ruckus, though she’d gladly throw a punch or two herself. “It’s okay Spock, we don’t have to worry about that guy anymore. Besides, he’s not worth worrying about, okay?” It was actually very endearing to her how Spock could become so angrily jealous - attractive, actually. Now that they were lost in the crowd of the dance floor, hopefully they’d be left alone for the rest of the night.

But he was worth worrying about, that was the very point. The mere fact that he had been so assured of himself that he had blatantly ignored Allie’s protestations made him worth worrying about. Still, there was little Spock could do. Not legally, at least. Not without drawing attention to himself, and that was something they both had to actively avoid. He could feel Allie’s attempts to calm him, and though he was still furious, he let some of the anger drain out from him and brushed his lover’s hair back from her face. “I cannot leave you alone even for a moment,” he observed wryly. Though of course, that was not her fault.

[maybeicansavesomeone]

"I am getting married tomorrow. It is too late for us..."

“Don’t say that Spock…please don’t say that..” Her voice cracked at some point, but she really couldn’t care less about how strong her voice was right then. The rest of her body was weak anyways, her knees shaking while her insides were hollowed out of her. Spock was getting - married. And not to her… Shaking her head, she reached out to take his hand in hers, needing to see if this was real or not. But as she felt the familiar warmth and weight of his hand in hers…she knew this was all too real for her liking. “Isn’t….is there nothing you can do? Please…”

[krenath]

This was entirely Spock’s fault. He had known when he met Allie that he would eventually have to marry T’Pring. He had known since he was a child that he would eventually have to marry T’Pring, and yet he had let himself fall in love with this illogical Human grasping at his hand right now. He could hear the pain in her voice, see it in her eyes, and it pierced him to the core. “I cannot… I have given my word.” The ceremonial bond had been formed years and years ago.in preparation for the solidification of the marriage. He faltered. “Allie… I am sorry…”

[maybeicansavesomeone]

"We... lost the baby?"

Allie bowed her head, her face buried in her hands ad her shoulders shook and warm tears streamed down her cheeks. Nine long, agonizing months spent anticipating a child with the only man she she would do anything for - wasted. Her stomach twisted and her heart ached at the news, and the sounds of the beeping monitors around her not helping to soothe the pain she felt. She had spent hours, straining to bring the unborn being that had been developing inside her. The doctor couldn’t save it, suffocation, she had been told. The look on Spock’s face…she couldn’t take it. She shook her head helplessly, sobbing as she sat in the hospital bed.

“I’m sorry…” she strained out, anguish coating her tone. “I’m so…so sorry…T-They couldn’t….I’m sorry.”

[krenath]

@maybeicansavesomeone:

Allie sobbed and shook her head frantically, shaking in her lover’s arms as she felt her heart sink deeper and deeper into her stomach. She felt as if she was about to be sick, the pit in her stomach sinking deeper and deeper like a black hole threatening to consume her whole being. She had been wanting this for so long, to be able to bear a child for him. It was a boy, she had been told. Spock would have had a son. A beautiful, wonderful half-Human son… Curling her fingers into his shirt weakly, she cried her heart out miserably, knowing she was to blame. “It is…” she hiccuped, “It’s all my fault…I should have noticed when he stopped moving…I should’ve told you something…”

Until this very moment, Spock had never known what it meant to lose something that did not exist. It was illogical, to feel so deeply the absence of something that had not yet come to be, and yet that was the pain that was crippling him now: the pain of losing the future he had envisioned for them. Vulcans were not usually given to imagining things, but he had planned for this child. He had requested time off for both of them so they could get used to this new addition to their - their family. He had spent nearly countless hours trying to picture raising their child, teaching them and learning from them in turn. Allie would have been a wonderful mother… Forcing that golden image of their future - now shattered and cold - from his mind, he stroked Allie’s hair, trying to speak past the pain. She could not blame herself. If she blamed herself, she might give into her sorrow, and he would lose her too. And that would be the end of him. He knew that as clearly as he knew the equation for calculating the distance between stars. “You could not have known,” he managed, burying his face in her hair. “You could not have known…”

[phaserbeams]

Error - Logic.exe has been corrupted

[petimetrek]

Ny’one Spock

[maybeicansavesomeone]

"I am not jealous, I am curious. About what you were doing with him. Without me."

Allie sighed lightly and reached for her ashayam’s hand giving it a comforting squeeze. “Spock, you don’t have to be jealous about Kirk, you know how much I adore you. We were just discussing class notes for an exam this week.”

[krenath]

Though it was not normally in his nature to become jealous, Spock could not help it in this case. James Tiberius Kirk was a vastly intelligent and bafflingly popular cadet, but the thing that worried Spock the most about him was that he had very clearly shown interest in Allie. Spock trusted Allie; he did not trust Kirk, and certainly not alone with his ashayam. “Are you certain that is all he thought you were doing?” he asked, only the faintest tinge of emotion creating a cutting undertone to his voice.

[maybeicansavesomeone]

//genderbent prompt thingy ouo

“So….I hope this doesn’t mean you’ll stop kissing me, right?”

[krenath]

Of course Allie was the one to get caught up in the feud between one of her hunter friends and a rather spiteful witch. Spock kept his face calm and even as ever, but humor lurked in his dark eyes as he glanced over his suddenly-male lover. “I will have to cease to in public, or else your neighbors and customers will be informing you that I am a cheater once you are returned to your usual body,” he replied reasonably. He stepped forward and caught Allie’s hand to give him a Vulcan kiss anyway. “But as we are alone right now... negative.”

[maybeicansavesomeone]

"Do not use the puppy-dog eyes..."

Allie looked up at her love with her lower lip just slightly stuck out, giving him the exact same puppy dog eyes they both knew he was talking about. “But Spock…” she whined, wrapping her arms around on of his and pulling herself close. “We don’t have anymore chocolate at home because you ate it last time…”

[krenath]

It was somehow always his fault when the chocolate supply was entirely depleted - nevermind that he only ate it on rare occasions, whereas it was a daily snack for her. Sighing just to amuse her, he capitulated to his lover almost instantly. “...I suppose I may go purchase more for you...”

[hookenfookenberger]

[toraziyal-deactivated20160302]

Well hello there. JUST BE ATTRACTIVE. THAT’S FINE.

[maybeicansavesomeone]

“So you mean to tell me - vampires, angels, demons and the rest of my childhood nightmares are real….                                               But I can’t join Starfleet yet?“

Allison J Vyse | Indie SPN OC

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Mun: 18 | 5 years exp

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[krenath]

//promOING EVEN THOUGH I DON’T WANT ANYONE ELSE TALKING TO HER BECAUSE THIS MY BAE AND NO ONE ELSE CAN HAVE HER OK

[krenath]

Guess who’s back, back again

Renee’s back

but keep it on the down low because I’m a piece of crap who will not be on very often

...

Okay but yeah, hi guys! I’m back for a little bit, but I’m back under a few alterations: first, I’m working again, and I’ve got a lot of school stuff to figure out. This blog has not been a priority for over half a year now, and it’s really not going to be a priority now. Before I left, I was really stressed out from feeling like this was a job and not a hobby. I love all of you so much, and I’m happy to have a little bit of spare time - but I can’t let myself get overwhelmed like that again. So from now on, this blog is just for fun, and I’m going to try to keep it that way.

TL;DR: I’m back, but not often. I love you all though <3