#but I am SO curious

[spirk-trek]

The Admiral's Scrapbook | Beryl Hodson, 1986

The Adventures of T'Ming {A Vulcan Tomboy}

Whenever T'Ming saw a Starfleet uniform, the memories would come flooding back. Now, here she was surrounded by them, after having not seen one the whole of her long holiday. She had managed to obtain her father's permission to make a tour of America, turning away all offers of easier forms of transport and choosing instead to travel by road. Now, at the end of her sojourn, here in this Chicago bus station, T'Ming was waiting for the long distance bus that would carry her back to San Francisco.

T'Ming had enjoyed herself, though she would normally never have dreamed of showing it or any other kind of emotion, no matter what she felt. She alone knew what that could cost. The loss of her gentle young friend had taught her the price of being a Vulcan.

The only child of her all Vulcan parents, T'Ming knew deep down that she had not been exactly what they had wanted her to be. Then on that morning, so long ago it seemed now, her father had brought her the news that that gentle creature had died as the direct result of Klingon hands. The sunshine outside had seemed to mock her.

T'Ming had taken the crushing news in the time honoured, outwardly straight faced and unfeeling manner that had been expected of her, but, in her heart and mind, she had wanted to scream in pain at the loss of the younger girl, whom she had looked upon as a sister.

"Excuse me."

The tap on the shoulder and the sudden intrusion of another voice into her thoughts, brought T'Ming out of her reverie. She looked quizically at the young man standing before her.

"Will you be going all the way to San Francisco?"

"Yes," she replied, wondering whose business it was but hers.

"Well," continued the young man in Starfleet Uniform, "I wonder if you would do me a favour? I was going there myself but have been posted to somewhere else at the last minute. I was to have delivered this suitcase to a friend who was to have met me there, so, I wonder if you would take it for me? You see, my friend left it behind by mistake, then got in touch and asked if I would bring it with me when I joined him."

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"If you won't be requiring my daughter further and she has quite recovered, I think it best we return to the Embassy where I have some pressing business to attend to." T'Ming's father took her hand and bowing slightly to Admiral Turner, led his daughter out of the room.

"I know, my daughter, you are wondering how I knew of your strange mode of dress when away from home," Zanok raised a quizzical eyebrow at her.

"I was wondering, my father," T'Ming ventured.

"Your mother and I have known for some time but decided to say nothing because an escape of some kind seemed to be what you needed and was therefore, logical. A great deal of good has now come of your disguise so no more will be said on the subject."

Zanok extended the Vulcan two fingered mark of affection and T'Ming returned it, resolving never to wear her disguise again. "Just look what it got me into!!!" she shuddered at the possible alternative outcome of the adventure.

[radiant-absolute-radiance]

I wonder if Romeo and Delilah are personifications of something relating to the Backyard similarly to I-No. Or perhaps something new like an access point to the Backyard/someone tried putting/trapping information from the backyard into human form or whatever.

Delilah’s official profile describing that she doesn’t have access to her full power to keep her body anchored in reality/Bedman deleting his ID(?) and becoming a multidimensional being does sound like kind of a big deal!

[lovelaughsimp]

I was thinking that what's our end goal in life? Is it to have alot of money? But then I thought that what if tomorrow it's said that "hey you can't buy anything even if you have alot of money" then would it have any value anymore? Do we need money because it makes us happy? Or do we need money to survive. I think it's completely different in every aspect. Then what's our goal? Ah! It's to become happy. We need money not because it is good or bad but we need it to become happy. So what we aspire to be at the end is to be happy???? So why are there alot of theft, fraud, crimes and whatnot for the "money" whose sole purpose was to make us happy. Shouldn't we focus and teach people how to be happy and fulfilled than to creating potential people who are so blinded by the money that they can do anything for it.

[fella-lovin-fella]

okay so i run an achillion blog, so obviously most of the people following me are probably some brand of queer. im really curious to know what yall are.

if you could also rb and put your gender in the tags, i am SO curious

[just-another-weird-artist]

I have a question. It's a really silly question but I am curious. Pink Floyd. I LOVE Pink Floyd. I mean the Dark side of the Moon? Wish you were here? Beautiful. Amazing music. Probably amongst my favorite of all times.

But am I the only one who can listen to them only so much before starting to feel a mixture of existential dread and general depression?

The notable exception is my beloved Piper at the Gates of Dawn. I could listen to that one over and over again.

NB: some of this is and exaggeration for dramatic purpose.

I'll go and do a deep dive of their discography to gather more data.

[dejwritesarchived]

what’s the most you guys ever spent on a commission? 🥹🥹🥹

[butchfalin]

the funniest meltdown ive ever had was in college when i got so overstimulated that i could Not speak, including over text. one of my friends was trying to talk me through it but i was solely using emojis because they were easier than trying to come up with words so he started using primarily emojis as well just to make things feel balanced. this was not the Most effective strategy... until. he tried to ask me "you okay?" but the way he chose to do that was by sending "👉🏼👌🏼❓" and i was so shocked by suddenly being asked if i was dtf that i was like WHAT???? WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY TO ME?????????? and thus was verbal again

[beautifultedium]

Really just want some earrings that look like big fish hooks but not the fake gauge ones. No hate but I would really like to look like I stuck large but regular-ass hooks through my ears

[neuronary]

By this I mean, what is the most influential on your decision? E.g., for me it is the summary because I rarely pay attention to the title or stats, and only read the tags after I've liked the summary enough to want to give the fic a go.

[imminent-danger-came]

*t-stands* imp would you have happened to see my swk past lives post ?

Not yet! Go ahead and send 'em my way

[evenlyevi]

Favorites from 2024 🌟

[manzanamarim]

So I have been reading svsss here is my first contribution to this fandom

[aueua]

people with siblings: how do you feel about them?

[chloesimaginationthings]

"Oswald's mom has got it going on" - FNAF Pit bonnie