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@tincturedwords      /     memesixty-nine. sharing responsibilities (chores, babysitting etc.) for sp*ck and mccoy 

‘    the captain entrusted you and i complete this objective of putting water beneath the bridge, doctor.   ‘     matter-of-factly spoken with naught an air of doubt swarming around his composed body. the captain’s orders considered with high regard; a main-objective to their side as they meander across new terrain. spock clasps onto his tricorder, scanning for any peculiarities within the atmosphere.

meme           /              @tincturedwordsxv. laying your head on someone’s shoulder 

days of interrupted sleep extracted support beams of rest; the pathway of functioning has become uncompleted, unsteady. precarious, to an extent. he’s lost his way to find himself swirling haphazardly on an individual axis. thoughts fleeting as his focus shrinks. things from refusal of rest  -  at the off-chance the enterprise went on red-alert   -   leveled into a beckoning silence with a curling finger tempting kirk to rest in the most unlikely place: on off-duty first officer ( with sulu acting captain ) mr. spock. 

his shoulder, though thinner with less thickness lining beneath skin and over bone, had a peculiar softness that appeases deeper than physicalities. it has kirk close his eyes with unknown time whisked away beneath him. 

meme          /           @tincturedwords87. make up your own words or slang

emotions flit across his face: sense of ire, annoyance, overlying the urge to scoff. kirk sees amusement in it, counters it with a charming grin that’s lit the pupils of wandering eyes many times before.  they had joust with ideas til it escalated to silent suspension; each own’s verbal   (   harmless   )   weapons in debate sheathed. 

as a form to reconcile, the captain speaks. a lighthearted sweep - away with a custom term he’s been urged to retire before.