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[cloverzbandit]

Uuuuuuh. So I was just thinking on doing practice for the digital art thing. And with my brain going brrrrrr- I decided to draw a good friends oc character as thank and stuffs so. This is Jinx from the wonderful @roamingroveon

Hope like. Even if I suck at digital right now but I think it’s funny. Took like- an hour which is surprising too

[metalzoneitalia]

Geordie - The Albums 1/5

Geordie – The Albums 1/5

BOXETICHETTAANNON.ro CDThe Albums7T’s Records20165 Copertina originale dell’album AutoreGEORDIETitoloHOPE YOU LIKE ITAnno2016 (Reissue)Etichetta7T’s RecordsAnno della prima pubblicazione del lavoro: 1973 NazioneRegno UnitoGenereHard Rock, Glam RockStatoSplit-up SITO WEBBIOGRAFIADISCOGRAFIA Nel 2016 l’etichetta discografica “7T’s Records” (sotto etichetta della Cherry Red Records), con base a…

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[spockisgaypassiton]

Plz write me a post into darkness spirk fanfiction where spock is all mother-henning over kirk :) pretty please lol

yes anon baby of course

Jim Kirk was, by nature, not a patient man. Sure, he could deal with negotiations with stubborn natives, and he could live through Bones screaming at him for the umpteenth time. But sometimes, there was only so much a man could take. And there were three things that Jim Kirk could just not handle.

No-Win Scenarios (They don’t exist)

Vegetarian meals (Bones, I do not care if it’s healthy get it out of my face.

Being coddled. 

While walking to the bridge, Jim decided that there he was going to make an announcement banning all three of those situations. Because he just came back from a lecture from the new admiral about his choices during the Khan ordeal, Bones made him eat a salad for lunch, and his first-officer was in serious violation of the third item on that list. 

"Spock."

"Yes, Captain?" The Vulcan in question lifted an eyebrow.

"Why are you staring at me like that?" he asked, exasperation leaking into his voice.

"I am merely observing your gait, Captain." Jim stopped walking and took a breath.

“Why?”

"It is my duty as your first officer to make sure that you are fit for clearance. Given that you have recently been "resurrected", so to speak, I am determined to remain extra observant." 

"I’m fine Spock," Jim sighed, running a hand through his hair.

"That’s what you have informed both Doctor McCoy and multiple times, yet I am unsure of its truth. You have bags under your eyes, you are favoring your right side, and unless I am mistaken, you have a tremor in your left hand. Given the reaction you are currently giving -" Spock motioned to Jim’s none-to-pleased face. "I assume that my assumptions are correct. I hardly qualify that as ‘fine’."

"Spock! Damnit, I’m fine. I’m tired but fine." he grumbled, breaking eye contact with the Vulcan. "I don’t need you breathing down my neck."

"I assure you, my actions were not meant to -"

"Not meant to offend, yes, I know!" Jim snapped, whipping his head around to face Spock. "But I’ve got everyone on this ship asking me if I’m okay, if there’s anything they can get me, if I’m feeling alright. Everyone bending over backwards to try to make life easy for me. And in my book, that counts as doubt." He lowered his voice. "Doubt is not something I can afford right now. Least of all from you." He turned and started to walk towards the turbo-lift when Spock reached out and grabbed his arm.

"Spock, I’m not going to arg-" He was cut off by the firm press of the Vulcan’s lips to his. Jim sighed against the kiss, leaned into it even, reaching his hand to Spock’s side and pressing their index and middle fingers together. It seemed like forever since the two had last kissed, and it showed by the amount of time that passed before the two broke apart.

"I do not doubt," Spock murmured, his voice barely heard. "I am merely - worried.” Jim smiled sadly and placed a gentle kiss to the other man’s neck. 

"I am too."

PPffft these space dorks with their repressed feelings argh hope you like it *kisses you forever*