Sleeping

[linstock]

Title: Sleeping
Artist: Linstock
Pairings: Spock/Uhura
Characters : Spock,Uhura
Rating: G
Warnings: None
Spoilers: None
Beta: SpockLikesCats
Disclaimer: I do not own Star trek or any of the characters.  I do not make any profit from this work.
Summary: Spock taking a moment to watch the women he loves as she sleeps.
A/N: This is a digital "

Comments

[malaikamolly]

OMG it's so sweet and real I can't even deal.

[linstock]

Thanks...I'm glad it worked

[malaikamolly]

I keep staring at it

[linstock]

How lovely to hear this! When I do pic I think most people just glance, hopefully think "nice" or "meh" and move on. Its nice to k ow you went back for a second look.

[desdemonaspace]

Just lovely!

[linstock]

Thanks :)

[spocklikescats]

What I've always loved about your art is how you depict the tender moments of intimacy and true love between Spock and Uhura. You mirror what I see of them in my heart and imagination.

=^..^=

[linstock]

*hugs*

[faithspeaks]

This is GORGEOUS..and begs for a drabble or story to accompany it!

[linstock]

Feel free to write a drabble or story! I'm glad you liked the pic.

[spockchick]

Regeneration takes time, surface skin appears normal while beneath lies a pulsating mass of tissue; knitting, healing, laying down layers. A cheek and shoulder bore the brunt, but this minor consequence of Hendorff pushing her from harm was something to be grateful for.

An intrusive flash of the sheet as a shroud sledgehammers into his head, and he thrusts it away; the demon scratching behind a door. He plucks the edge of the fabric, lifts it clear of her shoulder and folds it at her waist, a distance from the regenerating skin. There is a minute, reassuring swell and contraction of her ribcage.

Some strands of hair are fallen over her still-mending face, and with fingers light as feathers he lifts the hair up and away.

The hulking security guard saved Spock's life too, more than once. He knows it was really for her, but The Commander doesn’t want Hendorff to die on account of Nyota.

That’s a Vulcan’s duty.

[linstock]

Your writing, as always, goes beyond the facile and into the lyrical evocative world of dreams. "An intrusive flash of the sheet as a shroud sledgehammers into his head, and he thrusts it away; the demon scratching behind a door." ,,,perfection. For the first time I understand Spock's expression, even thought I put it there.

[spockchick]

Aww, *blush*. No, it was just your wonderful, still image and the recent reading of the lovely spocklikescats wonderful story Breath that made me scribble this :-) x

[spocklikescats]

My turn for blushes, thanks!

PS I like your icon SpockChick :)