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Oh. My. God. Oh, Vreenak really needs to call me

Headcanon about Vreenak (?): friendship, beliefs, sexual orientation, romantic relationship whatever with Romulans or Aliens...

ABSOLUTELY.

Friendship –

It’s very rare for a Romulan (at least on Romulus) to share the most trivial of trivialities with others. They don’t have the same conception of friendship than most of species. Friends are rather "political allies" : Thus they don’t put much effort in getting intimate with them and sharing something else aside their common goals or commercial interests.

Vreenak is no exception to it. Even more with his social status ! He's pretty selective with who enters with private circle. And if he let someone in, it's probably to serve his own purpose (digging for intel, spying, spreading rumors, all that kind of stuff...). I really like the idea of him inviting people to have a few glasses, only to have them loosen their tongue more easily. And I think he can enjoy sharing some of his culture with anyone around a good Kali-Fal ! Because I see him as a very social  and talkative man. He’s just hard to pinpoint and will remain vague (if not lying) when answering questions regarding his privacy.

I don’t think he's more affectionnate toward Neral as he's depicted as "his most trusted advisor" and not his "friend". I’m so sad we never had any interaction between these two !

Beliefs –

Hum…I think Vreenak is what we usually call "an atheist". He’s very down to earth and only trust what he sees. Spiritual things amuses him, but he'll nevertheless respect other Romulan's beliefs. But has the tendency to denigrate other civilisations religions.  

Sexual orientation –

Ear me out : Romulan society clearly threw away sexual taboos. So most people out there are bisexual in my opinion. You know what ? I think lots of them fantasize about having a good time with people of species they hate…

Vreenak is a good living. I think he's willing to try anything as long as it’s pleasurable ! Pretty sure this man likes getting a lady in his ass, no matter her species.

Romantic –

This guy knows he has natural charms and trust me, he has no shame using them hehe…It's good for his ego if you succomb to it. But don't get too deep in his seduction, it might be a way to get something.

This guy isn't regarding the species of someone he trully feel attracted to. If it match, it match. That's all. Maybe he has many relationships with other races already, which might make him look like a man of light manners within his close surrounding.

I really see him as a man who need and seek for deep and intense love affairs. No matter how long they last, as long as they make him feel things. Vreenak is a very passionate lover, after all. Despite being tidy in his mind, the guy can lose it when his mate even slightly touch him.

There's something very primal in Vreenak during intimate moments. If he shares the bed with a lover as passionate as he is, it awakes a side of him that brush his whole composed personality away…It can be confusing the first time, but it definitely worth it ! I bet he'll gladly accept being dominated just to see his mate's sinister desires : Oh, you want to strangle him during the act ? Bite him and leave marks of your passage ? Well, go for it ! This kind of moments are the most blatant evidence that he trust you...cherish it.

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Omg!!!!! Young, old he’s still delicious

A young Senator Letant, back when he was a lowly Erein in the Imperial Navy.

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I need to get a membership to that gym STAT! I’d create a peephole into the mens locker room

Sorry for the spam today.😇

Vreenak's Guards

Also, Vreenak's quite impressive backside

Do you see it pokes out enough so the light hits it?

*SLAP*

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Alright, so this is first time I am ever requesting something so I don't know, if I'm doing it right. I've read your last Hemmer Oneshot (as well as all your other Star Trek stuff) and thought I'd ask for a Hemmer x fem!reader Oneshot, as long as you're not bored yet.

How about a reader, who's not directly part of the crew but works in the bar and has a huge crush on Hemmer and therefore tries to ignore him, which he notices, however he thinks that she's scared/ digusted whatever. When Uhura then incidental and accidentally mentions that she (reader) actually really likes him, he really doesn't know what to do.

Just something fluffy with a bit of Angst, I guess. You can decide the ending, if you decide to actually write it. If not, no hard feelings.

Hey, Bartender

Author's Note: Sorry it's taken me so long to get this out, hope you enjoy! 🖤

Warnings: angst, fluff, f!reader.

It wasn't often Hemmer indulged in Nyota's offer to join the others in the bar for an after-shift nightcap, but after three weeks of long, grueling work and another away mission under his belt, his friends were threatening to drag him there themselves if he didn't show up tonight.

Seventeen-thirty on the dot, Nyota had said.

"And don't be late," She pointed at him and he could hear her smiling. "Or I'll send La'an after you."

While Hemmer has been sure the Security Officer wouldn't possibly bother trying to force someone to "take a load off", as Nyota had put it, La'an had begun to open up more as of late, and now he wasn't entirely sure if she wouldn't act as a begrudging enforcer if one of her friends asked it of her. Better to just show up and not find out.

And truth be told, he was enjoying it. His beverage was light enough to not inhibit his walk back to his quarters but it warmed his insides and encouraged him to relax into his seat as his senses expanded, allowing him to survey the room as everyone talked and laughed and had a good time.

He could sense eyes lingering on him, so he turned his head to the source. The bartender, a friendly human, fumbled with the glass she was drying when he faced her, nearly dropping it in her embarrassment.

He didn't know your name, but he knew you mostly worked Beta shift, and people often complimented your knowledge of cultural diversity since you served all different kinds of people and truly seemed in your element. You doled out a free drink or two if you knew it was someone's birthday, and according to Nyota, you always lent an ear—and occasionally some advice—for those that needed it.

But it confused him exponentially; you didn't act that way with him. In fact, he likened your behavior to repulsion, though he couldn't fathom why. Most people were fascinated by the Aenar like Nyota had been, but not you.

No, you made it a point to ask your co-worker to make his drinks for him when he deigned to accompany his friends for a "night out", and if you were working alone, your sentences were clipped and professional when you spoke to him. The drinks were always perfect—always—but you never lingered to talk to him like you did others.

"You should have another one," Nyota leaned over in her seat as she observes his empty glass. "You said it was good, didn't you?"

"It's great. That's the problem."

He senses her confusion before she voices it. "What do you mean? I'll make sure you get back to your room, you never have to worry about that."

"I know, that's not what I meant." The corners of his mouth turn up, amused. "And I should be saying that to you. Andorian liquor is quite potent. It would take many more of these to fully inhibit me."

"Alright show off." She rolls her eyes, leaning in her seat as she gives him her undivided attention. "What is it then?"

"I don't think the bartender appreciates my presence. I think she might actually hate me."

"What?" She glances over and sees you nibbling on your bottom lip in thought as you pour someone a beer. "Oh, that bartender. I get it."

"You do?" He asks dubiously.

"I do. She doesn't hate you."

He waits for her to continue, eyebrow ridges raising when she stays silent. "Well?"

She sighs uncomfortably, squirming in her seat. "I'm not really supposed to tell you."

"What am I supposed to do with that information? Either she likes me or she doesn't."

"What happened to being neutral?" She quips, confident she'd won and she wouldn't have to give up the secret she has been entrusted with.

"This is not political," His milky eyes narrow as she quotes the conversation they had the other day about Andorian and Aenar turmoil. "This is about wanting to know if I really do make her that uncomfortable, and how to fix it. I don't want to be the reason she feels she can't be comfortable at work."

He sounds so incredibly earnest that her stomach twists.

She groans. "She's got a bit of a crush on you, Hemmer—but you can't say anything, she made me swear I wouldn't tell you!"

"She..." He blinks, completely taken off guard. "She what?"

"Honestly I'm surprised you didn't figure it out on your own. You can't read her mind?"

"That's not how it works." He grimaces. "You don't just go around invading people's private thoughts. It's a very personal thing to allow someone into your mind! Like—"

"Don't say it." She interrupts, shaking her head. "Sorry I asked. But you should go talk to her, maybe she'll open up more if you make an effort and you can be friends."

He sets his glass down on the table and shoots her a look that's somehow more deadpan than normal. "Are you saying we can't be more than friends?"

"Well I don't know, Hemmer, do you like her that way?" She sasses.

"I don't know, Nyota, she's said all but two words to me."

"Then go say hello."

"Fine."

She tries in vain to suppress a grin but fails, crossing her arms as she sits back to watch him approach you. He sets his glass on the bar top, happy to wait for you to finish making drinks for a couple of technicians. Your eyes are bright and your expression cheerful, until you turn your body to address your newest customer.

And then your expression falls when you look at him and he can sense your hands shaking as you grip the counter. He instantly feels bad for ever making you feel nervous, even if his suspicions had been wrong.

"What can I get you?" You ask weakly. He smiles and shakes his head, gesturing to his half empty glass.

"I'm still working on this one."

"Oh..." You seem unsure on how to proceed, blinking confusedly.

"I did want to ask you a question, though."

You hold your breath, willing the butterflies in your stomach away. They don't listen and your palms start to sweat.

"Would you...want to get a drink with me? When you're off-duty?"

Nothing could prepare you for that question in a million years, and you feel your face heating up. Even though you're aware Hemmer can't physically see, you feel bare and vulnerable when you notice his antennae directed at you, like he's looking into your soul.

"Um..." You struggle to come up with a reply, hands starting to fidget. "I don't really like coming here when I'm off-duty, to be honest."

He seems to perk at that. This is the most you've said to him in one sitting.

"Understandable. What do you like to do?"

"I like to read." You blurt. "I know there's PADDs but I like the feeling of a real book in my hands. And the smell. I like the smell of the pages."

You shake your head, cursing yourself for rambling. "I'm sorry, you make me a little nervous."

"I'm getting that." His voice is as gentle as his smile, calming you down a bit and forcing you to take a breath. "The Enterprise will be docked by the end of the week, maybe we could see if there's a library in the city. If that's something you'd like to do."

A shy smile starts to stretch across your face. "Yeah. I'd love that actually."

"It's a date, then." His antennae sway happily, turning to go back to his seat where you spot Nyota huddled up with La'an and Una, all of them with mischievous and strangely proud expressions on their face.

You roll your eyes at them good-naturedly and turn to your next customer of the night, feeling like you could take on the universe.

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Wrote a brief sequel to Grace Under Pressure. I say check it out!

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Slowest zombies ever but no one can seem to get away

Zombie - Lucio Fulci

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THE BEYOND / …E TU VIVRAI NEL TERRORE! L'ALDILÀ! (1981)

Director: Lucio Fulci Cinematography: Sergio Salvati

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The Beyond (1981)

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Trailer for The Beyond (1981) dir. Lucio Fulci

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10 Gory Movies To Consider For October/Halloween

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reblog if your name isn't Amanda.

2,121,566 people are not Amanda and counting!

We’ll find you Amanda.

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David Lynch would be proud

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“First Officer’s Log, Stardate 3596.2: I have found myself separated from my crew, and am trapped in a strangely-decorated room where the laws of physics do not necessarily apply.”

-@gay-spock

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I would gladly watch this

au where tomalak decides bochra is a traitor or something after galorndon core so hes not allowed to return to the romulan empire so he remains on the enterprise as geordis untrained rescue romulan who everybody wants gone except geordi. alas theres nowhere for him to go becausr he bites and hes still loyal to the romulans. he slowly wins over their hearts and becomes everyones slightly trained rescue romulan

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Peacemaker roasts The Justice League (season 1)

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"I have a folder with 400GB of alliance." | PEACEMAKER

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Remade this post of mine

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Ease up a little starfleet! Hows a girl going to get gifts from her Romulan, if this is contraband!

@deepspacedukat @toebeans-mcgee @romulanspacecat @stormandsparks @spookysnooty @fentah @chrismarilein @vreenak @vulcankisseshuman @minymo1234 @zierzim @fuckyeahromulans