Dear Spock Voice,

You are ruining fic for me. Stop telling me that you would not, in fact, behave in such a manner, being that it is insubordinate and unbecoming of a Starfleet Officer. Fuck you and your DISAPPROVING EYEBROWS; they make me cleeeeeek away from potentially good fic because sweet Mt. Seleya, I just can't deal with you when you're being ( Read more... )

I wrote poetry. Bad Pre-Surakian Vulcan poetry. Now is the appropriate time to run and hide. (also, apparently even poems get sucked into vague AUs of mine. This is from the universe in my head where Jim translates Vulcan works into Standard in his spare time. Yeah, look IDEK okay? )

( :D ? )