becherdireinen:

I’m such a slut for casual intimacy. Like yesss rest your chin on my shoulder while we’re in line at the grocery store, I live for that shit.

deformance:

its laying absolute egg

goldenteadust:

In case you forgot - the most memorable line in all of Star Trek 2009:

Spock is abandoned, dropped onto a freezing planet alone by Nero who wanted Spock to have a front row seat to watch his home planet destroyed by Nero.

Left alone to die. Ashamed. Heartbroken. Remorseful, eaten with guilt. He tried to save Romulus and was too late. And now Nero made Spock pay the ultimate price. His planet and its billions of Vulcan (and others) inhabitants destroyed, dead. All those katras. All that knowledge and research and history, Flora and Fauna, dead - imploded and gone forever.

And then out of nowhere, Spock sees a young Jim in this alternative universe. (Which had a million details not come to pass already, would never have happened.)

And Spock’s very first thought? That Jim Kirk would of course search for and find him. Like Spock believed that Jim would know through their bond that Spock was in danger and needed finding.

That means Spock thought his bond with Jim would be real even in this universe, with this Jim.

That is knowing someone else from the inside out. T'hy'la? Friend, brother. Whether lovers or not. This kind of faith in another person goes beyond anything else and defies labeling and logic.

@thetimetostrikeislater @peridotsarelongterm

ikri-bun-gelat-deactivated20221:

shakespearevillain:

conceptadecency:

What does post-canon Garak watch on Cardassian television when he’s home alone of an evening because his husband has a late shift at the hospital?

There are three levels to what Garak watches. The first is what he watches when Julian is around – the news, symphonies, ridiculous political dramas that Garak ridicules for their inaccuracy more than he watches them. The second is reality t.v., but things like Cardassian Big Brother where everyone is trying to stab everyone else in the back and alliances are made and destroyed by the second. This is what he’ll quickly change away from when Julian comes home and look sheepish about until Julian confronts him and tells him it’s ok to watch trashy television if that’s what makes him happy.

When he’s sure he’s absolutely alone, and you can’t convince me that he doesn’t have some way of tracking Julian, he uses an encrypted padd to watch Cardassian Hallmark movies. Most of them are about the tension between love of family and love of state with the peculiarity that oftentimes family wins out in these dramas. The general will abandon his political career to go make kanar with the woman of his dreams. The famed scientist will leave her studies behind to go planet hopping with a burly ship captain. He keeps tissues nearby and will occasionally indulge in a box of Delavian chocolates as he watches the whirlwind romance. 

Julian has caught him a total of once. Garak had been hard at work pushing some new bills for housing reform through the senate and thought he could catch the tail end of The Uzantine Promise before Julian came home. Julian came home early and found a passed-out Garak sleeping on a padd that was portraying a drawn-out love confession between a Cardassian Glinn and a baker from a small fishing town. When Garak woke up, the padd was off (apparently out of battery) and a blanket was draped over his shoulders. 

Julian is still saving his husband’s fondness for romances for a day when Garak gets upset with himself and declares himself as a heartless cog in the political machinery – something which happens about once a year at this point – and he can’t find another way to prove to him that he does have a heart.     

Did. Did you know that Garak saved one of Ziyal’s paintings, and that he takes it with him when he travels between Earth and Cardassia in his duties as Ambassador?

—

With a sigh, Garak stood up from his chair and, carrying the painting carefully between both hands, went over to the wall opposite his desk. There, in a little alcove, stood a small table upon which, at his instruction, there was a vase of freshly cut perek flowers, scarlet bright. Leaning over the table, Garak hung the painting on the wall. Sitting at his desk, he would be able to look up and see it, and take courage from it. He stood for a while studying it. Focusing on the detail, he picked out delicate meya lilies, and mekla, and long winding elta, and copper ithian leaves, narrow and elegant. There were Edosian orchids too, for him, and from Bajor there were lilacs for Colonel Kira, and leaves from the moba tree, and spiny twists of basil. When Garak moved his head back to capture the whole, the intricate pattern of flowers and leaves swirled and intertwined.

“You’re remembered,” he said to her, as he did every time he performed this quiet ceremony. He often talked to Ziyal. “As long as I live, you’ll be remembered.”

—

Orchids for Garak and lilacs for Kira! And he will always remember her 💜💜

Listening to Taylor Swift’s “Seven” and thinking about what if Kelas and Elim were friends as little children 😭😭😭😭 Elim needed a friend so bad back then.