#astromed

SPOCK   MEETS   MCCOY ’ S   GLARE    head - on    ,        a    single    pointed    eyebrow    raising    to   graze    the    sharp    ,        manicured    line    of    his   bangs    .        there    is    a    challenge    in    his    unwavering    gaze    ,        in    the    tilt    of    his    head    ,        but    the    gentle    ,        unhurried    movement    of    his    hand    remains     l a n g u i d     and    unconcerned    ,        long    fingers    stroking    rhythmically     through    soft    black    fur    .        there    is    no    sound    between    them    but    the    thick    silence    of    their    mutual    obstinacy    .

          @astromed​   .

@astromed​ .      /         *  sc .

“ -- i don’t like that look, doctor.” the disdain was clear in his features, but gabriel was attempting to dial it back. arms crossed over his chest as he grumbled under his breath, approaching mccoy. “if you’ve got somethin’ to say, by all means, say it. what’d you call me down here for?”

i will trade our rain for ur cold

WIDE open eyes were staring at her, as if she wasn’t supposed to be there. Well, she wasn’t. Starfleet’s first mutineer shouldn’t be allowed to walk freely around a vessel, but -- “ Though I cannot hold back your judgement, I would appreciate if you did not look at me like that. Judge all you want, but keep it private. ”     @astromed   /   s.c.

well if u could READ u would know that in fact he  is  doe u fucking illiterate 18+ rp

aka i love when mobile acts up sometimes