— Vulku - Blog Posts

It wasn’t uncommon for Nyota to scrape up a gamma shift, she liked the quiet din of the ship, the soft hum of the instruments on the bridge. There was simply this comforting strangeness she felt, as though she were more intimately connected with the vastness of space.

Though space had very little to say back to her on this gamma round, and in a lull of focus she turned to her left, toward Spock’s station, but before the words can bloom in her mouth Uhura’s noticed the tinge at the very tip of his ears.

“And where are the deep mysteries of logic concerning this futile fight against whatever sickness has your ears green?”

@vulku

if there is a faint green flush to the tips of his ears, dusting across the highs of his cheeks and along his nose -- he says nothing. in fact, he is dutifully ignoring these symptoms of an obvious ( if mild ) illness, in favor of working diligently.

You let me fall first, then you dream awake I'd do anything to bring you to that other place We speak so differently alone, love like friends, and we are low Watch for constellations, soft as cloud formations That will never leave, much as duty calls If I'm in over my head, I'll swim Niagara Falls Nonviolent communication

𝑁𝑜𝑛𝑣𝑖𝑜𝑙𝑒𝑛𝑡 𝐶𝑜𝑚𝑚𝑢𝑛𝑖𝑐𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛 𝑏𝑦 𝑴𝒆𝒕𝒓𝒐 𝑩𝒐𝒐𝒎𝒊𝒏’

@fasciinating & @vulku