#outofyourvulkanmind
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onlyspaceisthelimit · 12 years ago
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@outofyourvulkanmind
I hit the ask limit, again, could you somehow make that dream thingy into a thread or something? I'd love to continue it!
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jonursetobe · 12 years ago
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Joanna woke up sharply, jerking up and panting. The ten year old let out a low sigh and shuffled out of bed. She had on her favorite pair of froggy pajama pants and a green tank top with a frog on it. She shuffled into the kitchen and poured herself a glass of milk then dumped  chocolate syrup in it. She took a long drink and let out a shaky sigh before turning and spotting her dad. "Oh... morning?"
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ozcobblehot-archive · 12 years ago
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How to heal a teenager
At first Pavel didn't think of this whole we're moving out thing as something good. Of course there is nothing wrong if someone decides to move out - but Pavel's parents decided that they are not only moving out.
They decided that they are moving out to another country - to United States.
Not like in Russia Pavel had something - or someone - he'd miss. He wasn't the most popular kid at school, because he was a bit too bright; he wasn't in a relationship with some cute girl (in fact - Pasha thought to himself while staring at walls of his new room in USA - I actually might be... What was ze word? Homosexual.); he hoped that in America he'd finally find something - or someone - to miss, love, care about.
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[text]ARE YOU TRYING TO SEXT ME?[/text]
[text] Maaaaybe...?
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ruskiassassin · 11 years ago
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"I don’t bottom."
"That is good." Pavel said, lips curling up wickedly, "Because I am not as big of a fan of topping…"
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goldentongueuhura · 12 years ago
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"Surely I should be booked in for a physical to allow that kind of behaviour, doctor?" She laughed, her bottom lip being swept over gently by her teeth. Anyone would be foolish to deny the doctor was very handsome.
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jonursetobe · 12 years ago
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✔ AND you are pretty!
(ASDFGHJKL THANK YOU!)
"Thanks Dad!"
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drdavidmccoy-blog · 12 years ago
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Dad? Good god! What are you doing here? (Just too excited not to notice you. But NOW I'm really offline. Btw. Thanks for following :'D)
You shaved. You're in uniform. God, I have a good looking kid.
I dropped by to remind myself I do still have a kid, Len. Hi, how are you doing? I've been doing just fine, thanks. Don't tell me you've forgotten your manners in five years. I have no qualms about disciplining your ass in front of your crew.
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"Make me."
Jim raised an eyebrow. "I'll shove these cookies down your throat, Bones, no matter how non-edible they look." Just because the blonde actually put some effort into baking them, even when they looked as if they could kill.
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ruskiassassin · 11 years ago
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[text] Accident? How is that an accident?
{text] He kissed me! Not the other way around.
[Text] can we talk about this…?
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nursejoannamccoy · 12 years ago
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The envelope was covered in tear stains, the single word written on it messy. 
Dad.
Inside, the letter was considerably neater than the envelope. 
Dear Dad,
If you’re reading this, I guess it means I didn’t pull through. I’m dead. And for that, I’m sorry. I should’ve listened to you, I know. You were right. I’m not as good at driving as I thought. And even though it seemed (at the time) that the injuries from the crash were minor, it wasn’t long before they came back to hurt me even more a second time round. The thing I regret the most is that you probably won’t find out about any of this until Mom can get in touch with you again.
Like I said, I’m really sorry. I was and still am an idiot. 
The writing on the page starts to get blurred, and tear stains start to appear on it.
I love you, Dad. 
- Joanna Barbara McCoy
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My muse died in the hospital without yours knowing. Send me a "✉" for the letter they left for your character.
Temperance knowing that she wasn’t going to make it, asked the nurse for a piece of paper and a pen. And here she wrote the final words to her boss. 
Doctor McCoy. Or Leonard. I suppose I can call you that, 
I tried to keep going. I really did. Being a doctor myself I know how much will can help in a patient. But I just couldn’t anymore. 
It’s okay. Don’t be sad. These things happen. Just do me a favour and don’t remember me as that annoying flirty ensign. Because I know I did good work. And the day you get my replacement, treat him or her well. 
It’s funny, you knew this, but I had a sort of crush on you. I know with the different ranks nothing could’ve happened, but still. A girl could dream. I still wonder to this day if anything would’ve happened between us. Probably not. It’s a stupid thought. 
I’ve run out of things to say. But I guess there is only one more thing to say. Take care Doctor McCoy. And spare me a thought now and then. 
~ Temperance Shaw, xo 
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goldentongueuhura · 12 years ago
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outofyourvulkanmind replied to your post: 尻
I really did not expect this reaction.
I am full of surprises. 
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arthurandthedead · 12 years ago
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+7 People Want To Tell Me Something
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Arthur closed his eyes and leaned against the cold metal grating of some sort of vent he had found to hide in, and clutched his leather-bound journal in one hand, and his chest with the other. He had gotten quite a scare when he had misplaced himself nearly an hour ago. It wasn't the usual things that he was afraid of that frightened him, it was actual living things. People. Scary people who weren't too fond of little children.
The boy tried to calm his nerves before he left the place. He knew he shouldn't stay in one area for too long; he had learned that the hard way many times before. He opened his bright blue eyes and muttered a brief prayer under his breath before pushing open the door to the vent. He was crawling out when he noticed that there were feet standing right in front of him. Slowly, his eyes traveled up to the legs, then the torso, then the chest, until he was finally staring up at the person attached to the feet. The child gulped. "Oh," he breathed out. "H-hello."
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outofyourvulkanmind · 12 years ago
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*throws bacon at Bones*
*catch it with his mouth* Should I die on a high cholesterol level?
(I wish I had a gif for that. XD A Karl-Urban-catch-bacon-with-his-mouth gif)
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atype40museumpiece · 12 years ago
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She is curiously arrayed, and carries herself with an air of grandeur despite this, and despite the fact that she's running like Daleks are after her. Her Edwardian dress with frills, and velvet abound (a dandy in the wrong era). A bowler hat is cocked at a rakish angle. There is a question mark (blaring emerald green), and a bit of celery pinned into that hat. An inconveniently long, multi-striped scarf is wrapped several times about her, and the beaten leather duster she's wearing, and her trainers squeak obnoxiously loud on the floor as she skids to a halt. She readjusts the bow tie, and clears her throat. " 'Scuse me," she says in a soft voice. She's almost breathless from running. "Quick question. Well, several questions. What year is it? Where am I? Who are you, and where was I going?@
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