curls-and-courage:

curls-and-courage:

Vine compilations on YouTube are the absolute pinnacle of millennial humor. The nostalgic compendium of their peers in an industry that they watched rise, fall, and burn in such a short period of their lifetime is parallel to the rapid technological advancements and obsolescence observed within the last two decades. Furthermore, the titles given to each video allude to the solidarity of depression, existential-crisis, and comfort they have sought from the internet. In this essay, I will

nonbinarysaavik:

theladytrickster:

nonbinarysaavik:

do you guys wanna hear one of the saddest spirk headcanons i have

no but proceed anyway

so on away missions, kirk would often bring over flowers hes picked or little things he thought interesting enough to show to spock. sometimes he’d have spock hold onto his little souveniers (and promptly forget about them). spock would not forget, however. he had no use for them (often times the flowers were duplicates from samples he’d already collected and examined,) but they were too important to simply throw away because jim seemed fond of them and he asked him to hold them.

he’d press the flowers and oddly-shaped leaves, etc. in a book and note the star-date they were collected, the name of the planet, the coordinates, and the reason jim gave each sample to him (e.g., “smelled pretty” or “shaped like fran drescher”) underneath each one, cataloguing all of jim’s “treasures” in his own scientific way.

strangely, spock found himself pleased to add a new page, and stranger still, he found himself dreading the end of the book. he was very fond of it, and though he would never admit it, perhaps over the years it was the most precious thing he owned.

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when spock learned of kirk’s decision to accept the promotion to admiral, he was deeply hurt to know they would likely never stand on the bridge of a starship together again.

spock doesn’t tell kirk of his decision to leave starfleet and return to initiate kolinahr on vulcan. instead, he leaves the book at the door of his apartment just before leaving for his shuttle. the treasures do belong to him, after all.

when kirk finds it and realizes what it is and what it means, it breaks him, and when he reads the inscription on the inside of the front cover:
“The following samples have no scientific relevance or importance.” he literally can’t hold back the sobs.
they have no scientific importance and yet he obviously kept them preserved so carefully, so lovingly. so very spock.

kirk realizes, after sobbing for hours with the book on his lap like if he took another look inside it would burn him, that he loves him. and that he’s gone.