DID SOMEBODY ASK FOR A FEMME!CHUU COSPLAY? ⬇
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DID SOMEBODY ASK FOR A FEMME!CHUU COSPLAY? ⬇
(please don't save my photos)
Emmrich Volkarin my beloved,,,,
{ ★ }
Send me a '★' and I will tell you how my character feels about yours (openly and secretly)
--openly:
He respects him say to least, he really does. And admires all the work he does for the ship. Spock is bound to get on his nerves sometimes but he does admire him a lot. He did have a wee little crush on him, but he concealed it. His work matters more to him than having a crush on the Commander.
--secretly:
While he does admire the Vulcan, and he does a lot to the point where he's willing to flirt with him, only occasionally. He's not really quite sure where Spock stands with him and he often feels let down by him, because it seems like no matter what he does, he can't do anything that'll make Spock at least view him as a friend-like figure. He's still angry that Spock was allowed to go off and beat the shit out of Khan instead of dealing with it rationally but understands why. He understands the Commander but thinks the Commander needs to understand him and his views.
absolutely--rational replied to your photo:—- one last winter themed picture of me. Did...
{outofprosperity: oh my god how are you real your cuteness is intoxicating }
omfg--- no, not cute. [hides]
{ ∞ - # - ♦ - x - ♥ - * }
∞ - for an altered state of mind text. (drunk, drugged.) ;
[ txt; webster. ] if you don' hear from me gain i jumped in to a lake cos bored[ txt; webster. ] jk it turned out it was a pudd le
# - for an angry text. ;
[ txt; webster. ] i cannot believe you fucking forgot the marshmallows to my cocoa.[ txt; webster. ] that's the lowest of low.
♦ - for a rushed text ;
[ txt; webster. ] call in 5 min. emergency. creeper.
x - for a secret text ;
[ txt; webster. ] i'm not wearing underwear today. thought you should know. xoxo.
♥ - for a regular text ;
[ txt; webster. ] when you're done being a smartypants we should go eat. i'm starving.
* - for an early morning text ;
[ txt; webster. ] i can see you breathing.[ txt; webster. ] not really. [ txt; webster. ] why aren't you answeRING ME?
{outofprosperity: Happy Birthday! }
((AHHH thank you! c:
))
[ Sits in here, observing. ] {out; we missed you so much -- }
[Oh, he so wants to stick his tongue out at Spock.]
"Take a picture it'll last longer."
[Pulling a face was better.]
[ He's working--like always. Never giving himself the decency of allowing his corneas a break from accelerating the acquisition of targets across multi-monitor displays. His computer screen is but an artificial canvas, posed with the task of adhering to specific instruction delegated by its commander. It was a grueling process; here, there is a plane of the next four parsecs, and an interstellar locater in fields of debris. His fingers are fast--but when he notices Jim, they cease motion. ]
[ ---- as if he couldn't&wouldn't notice that. as if, entering the bridge, taking steps toward the center of the room would hold a simple meaning and nothing more. to sit on the chair did not only mean feel the weight of bilions of stars and galaxies on own shoulders, comprehend the complexity of it all, and to become the core and heart of a family -- a crew. ]
[ he has to notice things. movements, postures - everything that could ever slip of someone's view he cannot miss.
-- the commander? nothing but a twisted exception to rules. it seems amusing to him to even think of that, for he would spend an extended timeline to explain how irrational that would be -- & is.
when blue irises lay on his figure, all duties go and it stats to be about personal pleasure. to notice little cracks, to see through his ribs -- it's all about a profound devotion, a bond not visible to all. ]
[ when his fingers stop it is because of no one but himself. ]
[ there's a wish between his teeth and it's about the hybrid letting love flow under the tact -- as in touching own skin -- giving in to the human left in himself ---- a selfish thought, is it? ]
[ ---- hence why it's all about grinning, smirking, never showing his fangs. ]