I'm just imagining Spock who thinks he's making an absolute fool of himself in front of you. I mean, he’s absolutely appalled at how obvious he's being with his feelings for you. And you have Literally No Idea.
He's out here mentally scolding himself for explaining some calculations on a new planet too affectionately. Fully calling himself a slut in his own head because he let your fingers brush for a second when he handed you a plant specimen or something. Meanwhile, you're just staring at him like, “wow Spock sure does have a lot to say today,” completely unaware of the turmoil he's experiencing
Y/N: *In a low, dramatic narrator's voice, watching Spock* The Vulcan, an island of stoic logic in a sea of chaotic emotion, moved with a singular purpose. His mission, etched into his very soul: to acquire the perfect cup of tea.
Pike: *Trying to sip his coffee without laughing* Y/N, stop narrating the crew.
Y/N: I can't help it, Captain. It's a character study. Notice the precise, economical movements. The utter lack of hesitation. This is a man who has calculated the optimal path to the replicator down to the millimeter.
Spock: I must critique you on two points. First, the objective of my 'quest' was Plomeek broth, not tea. Second for someone who claims to be a 'professional observer' you failed to observe. Had you engaged your senses rather than your imagination, the aromatic signature would have been an unmistakable clue.
Spock: Your story requires a more attentive author.
Y/N: Oh my god. He critiqued me!
La'an: He just called you a bad observer and you're happy about it?
Y/N: Happy? I'm ecstatic! He didn't just dismiss it, he engaged with it. He gave me specific, actionable feedback! This is infinitely more valuable than silent observation. The subject is editing my work! This is gold!
Star trek TOS x reader (Kirk, Spock, McCoy, Scotty)
POV: You almost died on an away mission
Warning: reader is severely hurt (little to none of actual description); angst;
James Kirk
The man almost went grey trying to perform his duty and keep a straight face while worrying up a storm about your troop which, after being beamed down on the surface of a freshly discovered planet, suddenly lost contact with the ship and wouldn’t respond again.
He couldn’t find peace even for a second, trying to occupy himself with whatever he could think of – a task, or, if he didn’t have any, a silly game, a sparring session, a chat with Spock or Bones.
The latter tried to cheer their captain up, each in their own manner, but it didn’t seem to help much for Jim’s eyes would only grow heavier with each passing hour.
No matter how hard he tried to prepare himself for the worst, when you and your comrades were finally brought back aboard, the sight of you, unconscious and brutalized, felt to him like a punch in the stomach.
Kirk would find any excuse to visit you at the sickbay; his visits became so frequent that even McCoy finally snapped, advising Jim to “mind his dam’ business” - bothering you every 15 minutes wouldn’t do you any favor.
But the captain would return after another 15 minutes anyway.
When you were still unconscious, he would sit there, holding your hand, maybe tell you about his day just to show you he was there, even if he couldn’t actually help.
Grim thoughts of you never waking up deprived Jim of his own sleep.
So, when you finally did open your eyes, the captain simply couldn’t contain his happiness and squeezed air out of Bones’ lungs in a bear hug, thanking him for saving your life.
Now that you have recovered, Kirk makes sure to assign you only missions he is personally attending.
He has certainly developed a sort of separation anxiety, turning clingier that he has ever been and being overly protective at times (which you eventually bring up and you two try to work though).
If you haven’t been married yet, Jim definitely suggests a wedding and, should you accepted his proposal, orders to prepare the ceremony.
He wants to ensure that, if he was to lose you, you two would experience as much as possible together before it happened.
Spock
No one could tell what he was feeling when your transmission abruptly died after a short cry of pain rang through the radio.
Externally, he remained completely unbothered; maybe a slight confused frown would do the change.
Meanwhile, on the inside, Spock was terrified.
Of course, he was doing his best not to let his emotions interfere with his job. Not even once he left his station without a need or bothered anyone with unnecessary concerns or questions. It would be illogical after all.
Yet, every time Uhura would report, his eyes instinctively darted in her direction, barely perceptive flickers of fear and hope jolting in their dark depth.
Unfortunately, minutes were turning into hours, and there was still nothing.
Jim tried to talk to him, to make his friend open up and relieve the load he knew Spock was carrying inside, only to be pushed away with a truly Vulcan stoicism. Spock considered his problems irrelevant while you and other people lost were the top priority.
At last, after tiresome searching, the troop was beamed back on board.
Spock didn’t leave his post until Kirk (gladly) permitted him to.
Only then the Science officer allowed himself a small weakness, personally escorting you to the sickbay and staying by your side a few extra minutes to ensure you were safe and stable.
His face was unreadable, but his tense figure and unnatural lack of attention to anything but you instantly told Bones how concerned he was.
Though, McCoy couldn’t possibly imagine the pain that struck Spock at the sight of your limp, bruised body. If not for his Vulcan ways, he would have collapsed right there and then, crying like a child.
Jim relieved him off duty despite Spock’s repeated protests, justifying this action with: “your partner needs you much more than the Enterprise right now, Spock”.
According to his captain’s (and very much his own) wishes, Spock would pass all the time he had with you.
When you woke up, he was by your side, lost in thoughts, his hand gently stroking your hair.
His voice was calm and soothing as he spoke to you; in fact, you could lie there and listen to him talk all day, but instead you chose to surprise Spock with a Vulcan kiss.
A wide smile of relief instantly bloomed on his face, and that alone revealed how much he missed you. As he leaned in for a Human kiss, there were no doubts left.
(Thankfully, McCoy wasn’t there to witness the moment)
Since then Spock always kisses/holds you in his arms a little bit before you have to go on another of your missions, no matter how many people are in the room. Quality time spent with you increases prominently as well.
And don’t even make me start on how protective he has become…
Leonard “Bones” Mccoy
If McCoy was considered irritable while you were around, it became a total disaster once you disappeared.
People were afraid to get near him for Leonard's temper would quickly get the best of him. Even nurse Chapel who had gotten used to her chief’s behavior refused to enter the sickbay with him inside.
He didn't stay at his station though. Instead, he occupied a corner on the bridge and sat there with a gloomy expression on his face, waiting for any news to come.
At times, he engaged in heated arguments with Spock who, clearly displeased at first, soon realized that it was simply the doctor’s way to cope. And so he would indulge McCoy just to keep him occupied.
Yet, with each passing hour Bones was more and more likely to prefer solitude. His eruptive energy faded away, leaving exhaustion and sorrowful indifference behind. Even his normal sassiness looked more like cinical pessimism.
Jim hated to see McCoy act this way, but could do nothing.
Things changed only once you were aboard of the Enterprise again.
Bones instantly went into doctor’s mode, ready to do the impossible to drag you out of death’s jaws. Never before or after that day he was seen working with such passion.
He would sleep on a spare bed at his work place just in case something went wrong, and his rest was hectic as he would constantly get up to check on you.
When your senses returned to you, Leonard was snoring by your bed, disheveled, heavy bags under his eyes. He looked dreadfully exhausted, yet only more endearing to you for all the efforts he had to make fighting for your life.
You couldn’t wait to finally greet your lover. But, as he stirred awake, you immediately wished he didn't. McCoy read you an entire lecture on how stupid your actions were and how you failed to use all survival techniques he thought you knew, his Southern accent and an impressive lexicon of heavy words showing off in all their glory. He even threatened he would convince Jim to remove you from your position and give you a quiet, ship-only related job (spoilers: of course, he didn’t, he values your opinions and freedom of choice).
However, his anger didn’t last too long. After all, he was so very happy you made it back to him. Nurse Chapel found you two in the middle of a fiery kiss, absorbed into your feelings to the point when you wouldn’t notice her until she accidentally dropped a book she was trying to sneak from McCoy’s table.
Since that incident Leonard has been exceptionally strict with you during check-ups. If you are about to get dropped on some random planet again, he will hold an extensive speech, naming all potential threats and how exactly you can avoid them (it doesn’t matter if you know all that already).
At the same time, McCoy has started treating you somewhat softer when it comes to daily life. He tolerates things in you which usually would infuriate him. His appetite for cuddles is now practically insatiable: his hands are constantly on you, or he is in very close proximity to you if anything else is inappropriate.
Reminded so harshly about human mortality, Leonard wants to savor every moment, every sensation, every feeling like it’s the last one, and shows patience for he knows: one day, he will miss even your flaws, but it will be too late.
Montgomery "Scotty" Scott
You could as well grab a knife and stab it though the man’s heart.
Kirk suffered from a moral dilemma. What could he say? Did he have to say it? Wouldn’t it be better if chief engineer knew nothing until the reason of your disappearance was revealed?..
But, eventually, he decided it would be unfair to hide the truth.
Montgomery Scott had never been someone who crumbled under the load of hardship – and he didn’t. Yet, the look Jim received from him at the moment when your name and the word “lost” dropped from his mouth was heart-wrenching.
Scotty would rather deal with the entire system's overload than the news he’d just received. If it was the ship’s fault, he could have easily fixed whatever was wrong. But at the moment… He was powerless, and that was driving him mad.
Seeking distraction, Scotty hurled himself into his work, checking every cable and cog of the vessel with cold, pedantic precision. But no matter what he was doing, his thoughts would inevitably wander back to you.
Fear, pain and boiling rage competed for dominance within his soul, vigor and rebellious by design. Secure walls of the Enterprise he grew to love and call his home unexpectedly appeared restricting and unwelcoming.
All he wanted was to see you, to feel your hand on his cheek, to hear your voice calling him “Monty” once again. Stars, if you were dead, dying beside you would be a better alternative to the uncertainty.
His temptation to break or tear something apart was immense.
Throwing tantrums would do nothing, however. Therefore, Scotty bottled it up, persistently continuing his work in gravely silence; his subordinates held a respectful distance, wary of the intimidating aura he obtained.
He didn’t ask for it, but the captain would periodically contact him and inform Scotty about all actions executed to find you, both to lighten the engineer's worry and keep him company.
Till, finally, Kirk passed him the coordinates.
Never Scotty ran as fast into the transporter room.
What he saw when the troop materialized in front of him was far from reassuring. Cautiously held by your teammates, you offered a dreadful sight to anyone who even slightly cared about you. No one stopped Scotty as he rushed forward and enveloped you in a possessive hug.
McCoy was only half way there when he met chief engineer carrying you to the sickbay.
Every free minute Scotty was able to carve out of his tight schedule was dedicated to you. His shifts inevitably ended with him hurrying to your bed, by which he would linger long after the hour when the rest of the crew went to sleep. At times he would bring a book or a journal along, but, mostly, he was just looking at you. Waiting.
Fluttering your eyes open, you were greeted with his eyes gazing down at you, longing, hopeful and loving. Your awakening broke sturdy shell he maintained, making his emotions come through all at once: next few minutes he was quietly crying on your chest, feeling happy and calm for the first time in what seemed like forever.
Since that day every mission you have to attend puts Scotty in a state of unease. Although he doesn’t want to deprive you of work you enjoy, he also can’t help the worry growing in his chest as he sees you go.
Nightmarish memories wake him up at night, and he watches you sleep, relishing in presence of you, alive and breathing, while his fear dissipates.
Ocasionaly, you catch him stare, somber eyes dweling into your soul.
He doesn’t ever talk to you about the incident. Still, every tightening hug, every tender kiss you share with him shows that life for you two will never be the same.
Finding out you're Pregnant after nearly dying (Spock)
Word Count: 521
Author’s Note: Taking request for SNW
Her head was pounding as she groaned, half awake. There was a whole bunch of noise around her as she tried to gain back consciousness. “Y/N!” She remembers someone screaming as she nearly got attacked by Gorn. She doesn’t remember who though. “Y/N stay with me, it’s gonna be okay.” Now that was Christine’s voice.
She was now in the sickbay, safe and sound as all hands were on deck. She tried to listen to her friend’s voice but felt so sleepy and in pain. “She’s falling unconscious again.” Christine called out, grabbing the scanner. Spock stood on the side, watching them work on his girlfriend.
He was the one that screamed out her name,not expecting a Gorn to knock her off her feet. Bones cracked as she hit the ground and she was knocked unconscious. Spock hated the feeling he was having and it was so bad, he watched as M’Benga scanned her body, a beeping going off.
“She’s pregnant.” He said and Spock felt his stomach drop, what if that meant she had a Gorn inside of her? That thought felt stupid since none of them saw one attack her, just graze her. “With a human?” Pike asked and M’Benga looked at him, “Half Vulcan as well.” If there wasn’t surgery to be performed, all eyes would be on Spock and not just Pike’s.
Relief flooded the Vulcan as he got confirmation that his girlfriend didn’t have a Gorn inside out of her. “How far along?” “Seems to be 12 weeks.” Christine said and Spock nodded, he was going to a dad.
Y/N groaned as she opened her eyes, the pain still there but not as bad. Her eyes widened as she realized that she was in sickbay. She tried to sit up but a hand stopped her, “I would not do that.” She looked over to see Spock and she smiled, “You stayed in here with me?” She asked with a love sick smile.
“Every second I could, that I was not working.” He said and she laughed a little. “What happened anyways?” She asked, looking at all the IVs in her. “You almost got attacked by the Gorn. It grazed you and knocked you unconscious. You broke several bones.” He told her and her eyes widened.
“Well thank God for Christine.” She mumbled, “And M’Benga.” Spock said and she nodded. “We also found out that you are 12 weeks pregnant.” She looked over at him, “What?” She lifted the sheet to see her belly and she did look a little bigger but it was hard to tell. “Oh my God.” She mumbled and looked at Spock.
He didn’t look unhappy or upset, one could say for a Vulcan he looked happy. “How do you feel about that?” She asked, “I am not the one carrying the child, I should ask you that.” He pointed out and she wanted to roll her eyes at that. “I meant about us having a kid together.” “I believe it would be a pleasant experience to have a child with you.” If he wasn’t a Vulcan he would have smiled at her.
Star Trek TOS characters when you're on your period
small warning: I've only watched about 7 episodes of Star Trek (I'm trying to start from the beginning) but I NEED to write something for it, I'm obsessed.
Captain Kirk
Of course, he would always give you days off when you're particularly struggling with it. would rush to your quarters at the end of every day to make sure you weren't in too much pain
He's the kind of guy to do his best to spend every night and bit of time off with you when you're on your period. He's a bit of a worrier and needs tomake sure you're okay at all times. He hates seeing you in pain, but his favourite part of this time for you will always be getting to hold you in his arms, massaging your stomach or wherever your cramps are, soothing you to sleep.
McCoy
He definently has an entire cabinet full of period products that the other crew members use when they need it. Once you two got togetther, he added an entire section with chocolates and extra weighted blankets or heating pads for you.
He would have you in the med bay all day long if your cramps were particularly bad. He's not really one for cuddlingwith you but would pull you aside whenver he gets free time and interrupt you with kisses on the forehead, wrist, cheek, etc. His biggest priority is making absolutely sure that you're as comfortable as he can make you
Spock
He's the one person who isn't awkward at all about this. I think he's probably done a great deal of studying on female and human anatomy, so he would think of your experience more in a logical sense. Maybe an underrated take but I think he would be more touchy with you, especially if you have bad cramps that cause you to be in constant pain. He can't stand the thought of you hurting and would show it via watching over you and giving you small Vulcan kisses.
Being himself, he Can't understand why you would possibly be embarrassed about this. Definitely the most forgiving as well; rather than most of the others giving you time off, he would want to spend more time with you-- keeping a quiet eye on you and making sure you're never in too much pain and are getting the rest you need.
Scotty
He would be more embarrassed or shy than the others when it comes to helping you out. I think he isn't really used to hearing about these types of problems but would nonetheless be very sweet about it.
would definitely make sure you never have to go on any away missions during your period and would deliver you sweets or pain killers in between his jobs.
Uhura
very very sweet to you the whole time. I don't think she usually gets breaks very often, but when she does she'll make sure to check on you (assuming you aren't on the bridge already)
Definitely the most affectionate of the crew, frequently sneaks snacks and sweets for you along with painkillers if you get bad cramps. she would show bits of affection by kissing you on the cheek every chance she gets
14 - how they feel about pda
spock x gn!reader
sfw headcanon prompts
at a baseline, spock isn’t strictly opposed to pda. but his comfort level is extremely narrow and carefully calibrated. he doesn’t experience embarrassment the way humans do. he won’t blush or become flustered or instinctively pull away if you get too close and touch him.
yet, he’s still acutely aware of the attention it brings, which he finds… inefficient.
receiving affection in public makes him pause. his instinct is always to assess context first - who is present, rank dynamics, cultural expectations - before allowing himself to react. there’s often a half-second delay where his expression goes still while he decides what is “appropriate.”
your smaller gestures are the ones he tolerates best. standing slightly closer than necessary, your shoulder brushing his arm, your fingers lightly catching his sleeve as you walk. things you wouldn’t notice unless you were watching closely. things that only spock can feel.
he insists vulcans do not experience embarrassment - but you can tell he prefers pda that’s quiet and implied.
but he definitely needs to put his patience to the test when you’re feeling extra touchy and mischievous. you only really push his boundaries off duty - when you drag him to some social gathering and you’re happy and relaxed enough to lean against him. even reaching out to take his hand or smoothing your fingers across his thigh.
spock is noticeably stiffer when others are watching. not cold, but controlled. his posture straightens, his voice becomes more measured, and his expression stays neutral.
despite this, he never removes your hand. the idea of rejecting your affection would trouble him far more than enduring mild discomfort. if anything, you’ll feel his thumb make one small, deliberate movement against your knuckle. an unconscious compromise between restraint and desire.
pda overwhelms him more than it embarrasses him. at times, it feels like a completely separate language he hasn’t learned. a new set of social expectations he didn’t know he needed to follow. your affection, in private, is something he conformed to much quicker than he expected.
but accepting it in public? around others? maybe even returning it in the same capacity? it feels like a skill that spock is determined to learn for you.
until he’s more comfortable with the usual human idea of pda, spock will continue to show his affection through presence. staying close to you. listening carefully when you speak. his eyes finding you instantly when you enter a room.
to spock, allowing others to witness that closeness is already a considerable concession.
Warnings: smut, sex pollen, sex statue, Spock bottoms, Orion reader, soulmate au, reader is down bad for pretty Vulcan man, blowjobs, riding, readers a little romantic
Notes: I'm a bit shy posting this because I love star trek with all my heart and I hope I didn't do him an injustice, also I am using strange new worlds Spock for plot and I'm a slut for memory alpha
Summary: stuck in a cave, Spock accidentally touches a statue despite readers warnings and quickly learns it's an Orion mating statue, sex ensues
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“No!” (Name) Hissed out as he looked at the destroyed entrance of the cave that he was studying before Starfleet and did what they always did, ruined things.
The Orion stared at the crumbled stones and rubble before turning to look at Spock with a glare “can't you just listen?! You Starfleet always act like you know better than anyone else!” He hissed out and Spock just stared back at him “I told you don't shoot all recklessly, we weren't even on the offence and your people just started attacking!”
“Ones to assume when we see Orion pirates that it is for a fight” Spock said simply and (name) glared at him, if looks could kill this Vulcan would be long dead but (name) just sighed “well, between your team and my team we shouldn't be here more than a few hours... So get comfy”
The two sat at separate sides of the cave which wasn't speaking much while (name) looked at a statue “do you ever know what this is, Vulcan?” He asked the other who stared back “we were curious about the historical meaning behind this artifact” Spock said simply and (name) huffed “so star fleet can take credit for Orion scientists work? Typical”
“There are no Orion scientists” Spock said simply, a tiny shred of snark in his tone before standing and investigating the statue, deeming it safe before touching “DONT TOUCH THAT!” (Name) Yelled panicked as the Vulcan touched a flower peice only to have it “bloom” in a way and spray a pollen like substance in the air “cover your mouth!” (Name) Pulled him away but the two got a bit in their systems.
“Shit... This... This is an Orion sex statue... Lovers would use it to rekindle their love” (name) managed while a red blush covered the Orion's face “fuck....” (Name) Mumbled and the sensation of warmth flooding his being and his cock strained against his pants and looked at the Vulcan who was hardly any better, barely keeping himself together but the green blush gave it away “how do we.. how do we reverse the affects”
“You're going to hate it...” (Name) Mumbled and looked away uncomfortable and Spock tilted his head before coming to the realization.
“I am not a fan of hijinks”
“I'm not joking, treat this like a Vulcan Pon farr... Ahn! Shit... If we don't do this it will only get worse!” (Name) Moaned at the seam of his pants pressing against his cock, subconsciously humping the floor and Spock wouldn't deny... The sight was one to behold.
An Orion was known to be attractive, the male being no exception with his sweat glistened skin and bedroom eyes.
“Fine...”
Spock leaned against the wall of the cave and let out low gasps and soft pants while (name) sucked his cock, the pale cock having a pretty green hue at the end and was heavy on his tongue. (Name) Slowly stroked his own cock, the Vulcans right leg over (name)s shoulder “pull off... I-im climaxing...” (Name) Did not listen, in fact he decided that was a challenge and pushed the cock deeper down his throat, this nose pressing against the Vulcans black pubes. He rubbed his thigh before practically fucking his throat with the others cock and removed his hand to grope the others ass cheek “m-move your mouth!” Spock tried to push him only to push the Omega back, ending with him on his back and Spock practically sitting on his face and cock still in mouth.
He couldn't move away fast enough when the cum shot put and filled (name)s mouth and covered his face “I told you to remove yourself...!” Spock hissed and (name) grinned “and I thought I made it clear I don't care...” He said with a playful snark to his tone and manhandled the Vulcan so be was sitting in his lap, (name)s fat cock rubbing between the others cheeks before Spock looked down at him “such intimate touching... I can feel all your emotions... You're so loud” he mumbled while (name) kissed up his neck and Adams apple before sucking and nibbling “what else do you sense, pretty?” (Name) Flirted and Spock didn't know if it was the aphrodisiac or the other just being himself but the term made his hips twitch slightly.
“you... You know” Spock managed to speak out and (name) hummed “I felt it... The pull” (name) was annoyed with the federation uniform shirt and tugged it off the other without a care “the statue... Only affects those who are bound by souls and its purpose is to bring two souls together... Bound them by body and mind”
“Are you upset that your soulmate is an Orion?” (Name) Asked and licked the others nipple, slightly hairy chest not phasing the Orion in the slightest “no, I am not” Spock spoke honestly “are you upset your t'hy'la is a Starfleet officer?” He mumbled and (name) rubbed his cock against the others hole, slightly gaping from the Orion playing with it “i am not, pretty Vulcan” Spock was a bit stunned at the fact this Orion knew his language fluently before (name) pushed his cock into the others ass and slowly sunk him down to the hilt, admiring the slight bulge in his abdomen. Spock was shaking, legs spasming slightly while he leaned forward and pressed himself fully against (name).
“Fuck!” (Name) Was a little surprised at the Vulcan swearing but groped his ass cheeks and soothed him “relax... Deep breaths..?”
“S-spock...”
“(Name)..”
“Noted... Please move” Spock managed and (name) grinned at him “I'll start slow, don't wanna break that delicate Starfleet bod of yours”
“I can assure you, I am anything but delicate”
“I'll keep that in mind..” (name) said before thrusting upwards and into the Vulcan, the pollen heavy and making the black haired man feel so needy and unable to control himself while trying to match his thrusts but (name)s hips were much stronger than his and he could barely sit up.
He eventually just let the Orion man use him like a sex sleeve as he slowly sped up, hitting Spock's prostate and kissing him sloppily “I-im close...” Spock managed and (name) grinned and continued his actions, moving his hips to press exclusively against the others prostate and it didn't take long until Spock came on (name)a chest and (name) pulled out and came on the Vulcans back.
“My mother always told me how everyone had a fated pair, someone who even across the cosmos would share the same soul as one's self... I never really cared for it but I must say, I'm not angry” (name) said simply and helped Spock dress, the man keeping a deadpan expression but god his hips hurt.
“I hold no negative emotions to this situation, though I am not too fond of that statue”
“Well don't go touching things without a mask! You should know better, mr Starfleet” the Orion switched to Vulcan at the end and Spock turned to look at him a little surprised “you speak my language?”
“I do, I speak over 46 languages” (name) said before helping him stand up “being a scientist means having to read a lot of text... You also meet a lot of people in space” (name) said simply and Spock wouldn't deny the fact his soulmate was seemingly equal levels of intelligence as him was incredibly attractive.
“I have some things I have to take care of before I am able to see you again but here” (name) handed the Vulcan an ornate dagger “this is a promise of return, I need one year to finish what I need to do... If I fail to return you may use this dagger to remove my heart”
“Spock! We're almost there!” A voice called and the two looked to the rubble that was moving and (name) kissed him softly before looking at him “one year from this moment... Meet me at starbase six at a restaurant called the astra...”
“Understood.”
And after that, Spock silently waited as both teams freed them and he just had to wait.
A whole year.
He looked at the dagger in his hand, his Orion was a little rusty but he managed to make out the inscription “(name), Tendi....”
