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I love that Tuvok says “sen-sors” mimicking Leonard Nimoy, as if the planet-wide Vulcan accent is just overcompensating poorly being from Boston

When Spock gets drunk or sleepy he backslides into a Southie accent pass it on

Head canon that Amanda Grayson had a natural southie accent, and Spock learned Standard from her. So did generations of Vulcan children, thanks to the language tutorials she authored. Amanda Grayson is a brilliant language teacher, and also a tiny bit of a troll.

Spock doesn’t realize he talks like Will Hunting until he joins the Academy and says “sensahs” in front of humans he isn’t related to for the first time and has to spend all afternoon crafting a new voice so he can open his call home with “MO T H E R”

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“Captain,” the other familiar voice said on his other side, “are you well?” And Jim turned to look at Spock, and was dazzled again, but this time he couldn’t look away. Spock hadn’t changed; but here his spirit showed as it never had before, even in the harrowing intimacy of mindmeld. From the meld, Jim was already familiar with the incessant activity of that cool, curious mind as it tirelessly hunted answers. But now he saw where the activity came from—Spock’s utter certainty that there was no higher purpose for his life than to burn it away in search of truth, and to give that truth away when he found it. More, Jim saw what fueled and underlay the certainty: a profound vulnerability paired with a great, unreasonable joy—the deepest-hidden parts of Spock’s Earth-human heritage, both of them sheer terror to a Vulcan mind. Even when Spock had been trying to suppress or deny those hidden legacies, they had managed again and again to escape and express themselves as valor, and wry humor, and the endless good-natured fencing with McCoy. But Spock wasn’t denying the inheritance so vehemently any more, and the power of the older, wiser man was a joy to behold, and a terror. This great mind has been standing behind me and quietly obeying my orders for all these years? Why?? He could be so much more—But in this place, the answer was plain to read. Loyalty was frequently unreasonable and illogical—and Spock had long since decided that this one aspect of his life could do without logic. “Spock,” Jim said—and ran out of words. He was deeply moved, and didn’t know how to adequately express it—until he abruptly felt Spock feeling the emotion with him, and knew there was nothing more that needed saying on the subject. “I’m fine, Spock,” he said then, and glanced over at McCoy. Bones was gazing at Spock in a curious, almost grudging calm.

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