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Sunvar 🖖🏽 they/he, 20s | follows from @archiveoftragedies

I wanted you to know why I couldn’t let you die… why I went back for you…

[ID: A redrawing of Kirk’s death scene from Star Trek: Into Darkness, except where their hands are placed on the glass it is the ozh'esta, the Vulcan kiss, instead of a Vulcan salute. /end ID]

Spirk Fic Recs: Vulcan Kisses

Ngl these types of fic have a special place in my heart-- cuz they're so freaking cute and, in my vernacular, SUPER KILIG MOMENTS. Yiee haha. It's the intimacy behind the gesture that really establishes the mood of these fics <3

So, here are some of my fave Vulcan kisses centric fics I was able to read within the last month:

this and that of you (TOS/AOS, 1500 words) by schweet_heart

In which Captain Kirk attempts to seduce a Vulcan, and Spock is confused. Or: five times Kirk kissed Spock and one time Spock reciprocated in kind.

Just One More (It Couldn't Hurt) (TOS, 2521 words) by summerofspock

Spock starts sneaking Vulcan kisses from his captain and once he starts he can't seem to make himself stop.

Sometimes, A Feeling (AOS, 1359 words) by BeautyGraceOuterSpace

“Hey, Spock?”

“Yes, Jim?” Spock stood at attention near the door, anticipating that they would soon be leaving for the mess.

“Don’t take this the wrong way, because I am totally fine with it--- that sounds bad, what I mean is… just… why do you kiss me so much?”

A ritualistic form of affection (AOS, 3193 words) by thesoundofnat

Jim starts checking out books about Vulcans in order to understand Spock better. The results are a mix of panic, food, and Jim thinking slightly too much about Spock’s hands.

In the Right Hands (TOS, 1902 words) by summerofspock

Kirk is ashamed of his fetish for hands, but when he finds out that Vulcan hands are erogenous zones, he has a bit of an epiphany.

A Habitual Affection (TOS, 7998 words) by plaidshirtjimkirk

Living in 1930s New York with the Vulcan you're secretly in love with is no simple thing. But Jim never liked anything simple. And then, the big snowstorm hit…

Happy reading!

-M

A couple of T’Pring sketches I never posted, from when I was coming up with my version of her for the Kelvin timeline. My main reference for her was Anya Taylor Joy, but I also kept some of Arlene Martel. I think Anya has the proper ethereal alien vibes, whenever I read an AOS fic featuring T’Pring, I could only picture her face. So I had to draw her and make it a but more real lol

Hope you like it!

We as a society let go of hologram bashir surgeon garak too soon. Why aren't you all abusing the fuck out of this premise. WHIP. WHIP. GO! WHIP! GO!!!!

The Ascent truly slays. It's like the unholy love child of brokeback mountain and who's afraid of Virginia Woolf. It's about entwining your life inseparably with another man such that you're incomplete without him. Love or hatred meaningless in the face of symbiosis. It's about dragging your mortal enemy up a mountain to eat him. It's about knowing someone so well you know exactly how to hurt them the worst. It's about devotion and loathing being inseparable. It's about hating as a lifestyle

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