#female vulcan

[bumblingbabooshka]

Thinking about marriage/women's rights on Vulcan Some may think that T'Pring not being allowed to divorce Spock was because he was going through the pon farr but if she were allowed to divorce him at all she probably would have done that a long time ago, confirmed by T'Pol when she's speaking with Koss, who isn't suffering from the pon farr. She says that he can choose another mate (without invoking a fight it seems: note the difference between a 'mate' and a 'challenger') and after he makes it clear that nothing she says will change his mind about marrying her, she finally threatens to declare a kal-if-fee. It's clear that Vulcan women cannot divorce/refuse to marry a man they've been betrothed to under any circumstances if A) He himself doesn't consent to ending their marriage or B) She doesn't have someone else waiting in the wings to be given to in his stead. Though, if the challenger she selects fails to win the fight, she'll have to marry her betrothed anyway unless (again) he decides he doesn't want her after the challenge. That seems like an incredibly unfair system, heavily biased towards men. SNW is an alternate universe in many obvious respects but most egregiously in that T'Pring has a lot of non-canonical agency over her relationship with Spock. It's interesting to me that Vulcan society has women in many positions of power and treats women as equal to men from what I've seen despite these laws. We don't really see Vulcans exhibiting a misogynistic attitude towards women in general but in TOS (perhaps because of its general writing style but it's still interesting to note) both Sarek and Spock take on patriarchal attitudes specifically regarding wives. Amanda says that 'of course' Sarek commands her because "he is a Vulcan and I am his wife." It's worthwhile in my eyes to note that she specifies 'wife' instead of attributing this attitude to women as a whole. Again, with TOS' writing style it wouldn't be out of place for her to say "he is a man and I am a woman." Spock, while in a pon farr induced irritation, states that it's "undignified for a woman to play servant to a man that isn't hers" - again implying that there's something specific about being a Wife in Vulcan society which is different from being a woman in general and demands subservience to a husband. This could perhaps stem from the extreme sense of ownership that Vulcan law has permitted men to have over women. A woman legally cannot point blank refuse marriage. There is no option which guarantees she won't have to marry her betrothed other than death. When T'Pau speaks of T'Pring she refers to her as being 'property' and Stonn, before being interrupted, states he's made 'the ancient claim' - we don't know what this is because he gets cut off but it's obvious they're both using the language of Vulcan law. Men are permitted true freedom to choose. If a woman wants to choose someone else to be with there is no option available to her other than the kal-if-fee which might result in the death of the one she wants to be with. And, if her lover fails, her husband can still just decide he wants to marry her and she'll be forced to. T'Pring gives two scenarios: One where Spock 'frees' her and one where he doesn't - it's still ultimately his decision which is clear when he ends the conversation with "Stonn, she is yours." This again isn't just because of the pon farr as T'Pol also goes through this. Koss can choose another mate and when the option is talked about there's no implication that this would result in any sort of fight (both by the casualness of its mention and by the fact that there's no formal word for it unlike the kal-if-fee.) Also, the fact that Koss does eventually grant T'Pol a divorce and it's all fine means that T'Pol isn't lawfully required to have another man waiting if her HUSBAND doesn't want her. It's ONLY required if SHE doesn't want her husband. Tradition must take precedence over individual desire UNLESS!!! You're a man. Then it's fine. Like, your parents might not be happy but legally you're golden.

[tribblesoup]

Suzie Plakson

For some reason I enjoy seeing "Star Trek" actors done up for different roles. Suzie Plakson kills it in all of hers.

[vulcanlovetriangles]

Their expressions will never not be funny.

[universalcaffination]

#20: The Vulcan Academy Murders (1984)

Lets play a game called "i removed the plot related context of a scene to make it gay"

[dragonfoxgirl]

If I ever had to question my hermit geeky ways I think I safely secured them today by reading Vulcan fanfiction all day before finally sitting down to "work"

[kayspaceprinceart]

Day 11 - Gender swap!

I like doing gender swaps of my ocs, one as a design exercise but then also two bc it helps me think about their gender identity. Take T’kaal for example. She presents fairly feminine, but rather than that being a super intrinsic part of her character, I see it as more of… leaning into AGAB. Thus as a guy, Kalvek leans into masculinity but just like how T’kaal actually prefers many masculine traits, he comes off more feminine. T’kaal’s family is very traditional, so gender roles were a big thing growing up and are something she’s still navigating.

Harry on the other hand is more like “yeah AGAB is close enough”-flavor of cis. Both his and Harriet’s gender markers (beard for him, long hair and dresses for her) arise more out of… laziness than conscious gender performance. Harry has never thought about his gender and he’s never gonna bless his heart

[hrefna-the-raven]

An illogical emotion

Masterlist

Words: 801 Summary: You catch Lieutenant Commander Chovak staring at you. But there's probably nothing to it, right? Warnings: kinda fluffy, first kiss

As a member of the engineering crew aboard the science vessel SS Resolute, you've encountered your fair share of interstellar wonders and captivating adventures. Life onboard was nothing short of exhilarating, as you delved into the depths of the cosmos, discovering new frontiers and pushing the boundaries of human exploration. However, amidst the bustling activity on the ship, you couldn't help but notice a peculiar gaze directed towards you. Chief Engineer Chovak, a distinguished Vulcan known for his unwavering logic and dedication to his craft, had been fixating his piercing eyes upon you during your daily tasks. At first, you dismissed it as mere coincidence, attributing it to the peculiar and sometimes strange behaviour of the Vulcan species interacting with more emotionally driven species. Vulcans were renowned for their mastery of suppressing emotions in favor of logic, after all, which sometimes felt weird to a human like you. But as the days passed, a flicker of doubt ignited within you. There was this undeniable pattern to Chovak's stares, and they were devoid of the usual stoicism that characterised his expressions, or at least you thought so. It was as if a hidden ember of something akin to affection or even love smouldered behind his usually impassive facade.

Conflicted by this unexpected turn of events, you found yourself drawn into a game of intrigue and curiosity. Did Chovak, who was not only your superior but also the epitome of Vulcan logic on this ship, harbour such feelings towards you? Was there a deeper meaning behind his intense gazes, or was it merely a figment of your imagination, fuelled by your own attraction towards the handsome Vulcan? In search of answers, you embarked upon a clandestine investigation, discreetly observing Chovak's interactions with others and analysing his subtle behaviours. Yet, the more you observed, the more questions arose. His interactions with the rest of the crew remained as professional as ever, making the singularity of his focus on you even more elusive.

One night, as only the two of you were working late in the engine room, you couldn't resist the urge any longer. You approached Chovak, hesitantly breaking the silence that had surrounded you.

"Lieutenant Commander, may I speak with you?", you almost whispered, trying to avoid eye contact.

The shuffling of his feet on the ground told you that Chovak must have turned to face you directly, his Vulcan features probably as calm and composed as always.

"Of course, he replied, his voice devoid of any emotion as he spoke your name.

"I-I-I couldn't help but notice your stares and...uhm..." you stammered, struggling to find the right words without indicating your suspicions, "is there something you wish to discuss or convey to me?"

You finally mustered the courage to look up to find Chovak's eyes searching yours. There was a flicker of something, a momentary lapse in his logical facade.

"In a world governed by logic, love seems incongruous," he murmured, almost to himself, "but it seems it is a feeling that I can neither dismiss nor hide any longer."

Your heart skipped a beat as his words sank in. Could it be? Was Chovak confessing his love for me, a mere crew member aboard the spaceship? The implications of his revelation were overwhelming, and yet, a part of you longed to explore this newfound connection. Before you could respond, Chovak's composure returned, and he averted his gaze.

"Forgive me for my momentary lapse," he said, his voice steady once again, "it is an illogical emotion, it goes against our professional relationship on this ship and I shall not trouble you further."

And just like that, the conversation ended, leaving you with a whirlwind of emotions and unanswered questions. You watched as Chovak resumed his duties, his stoic facade firmly back in place. You weren't ready to handle going back to normal again. There stood your superior, a Vulcan who, against all logic, confessed having feelings for you and you wouldn't let him pretend as it never happened. You stomped towards him, cradled the back of his neck, pulling him closer as your lips crashed on his. It took him a moment to process what you just did, his eyes staring wide at you but once the initial shock had passed, his arms wrapped around your waist, pulling you closer as he deepened the kiss. His lips were warm and soft and despite his usual stoic demeanour, you felt raw passion seeping through. He was the first to break the kiss, panting slightly and a smile formed on his lips at the small whimper that escaped you at the sudden loss of his touch.

“This will be complicated”, he stated rather dryly while still smiling.

“I'm human, complicated is my daily business”, you chuckled, leaning your head against his shoulder.

More Star Trek stories:

An unlikely bond (Portal Six Three x reader)

[hmvw2015]

Fascinating.

[bumblingbabooshka]

The worst trope in the universe is when someone accuses character A, who is part of a real or fantasy or coded minority, of doing something bad and everyone's like "That's just your prejudice against [real or fantasy minority]!" and it turns out character A actually did do that bad thing and everyone else was stupid for not believing they did that bad thing.

[youngpettyqueen]

nice detail that women are now allowed to be captains. Turnabout Intruder established that women were not permitted to be starship captains (which I still think is fucking insane considering how progressive TOS is with feminism specifically) but seeing as we have Saavik taking the Kobayashi Maru, that's clearly been changed

[marka-marack]

I think the original Spock definitely meant it when he gave the elders the traditional greeting/farewell

[aromantictendi]

I finally managed to find time to start on season 4 of lower decks and Tendi and T'lyn's friendship is one of my favourite things. I want to write little buddy fanfics of them running around having adventures.

I also just watched Something Borrowed Something Green and would love more Orion based episodes please and thank you.

[grandpizzaeater]

[speakvulcantome]

[cheeseanonioncrisps]

Spitballing with the fellas on discord and we've come up with a Star Trek character we want to see: A 200-year-old top Vulcan diplomat attending a function and laughing boisterously and slapping backs with everyone and then just relaxing into resting bitch face the moment nobody is watching him. He takes his job deadly seriously and studied parties extensively in the diplomatic academy. Every year he's brushing up on new developments in party theory. He knows every party nuance you could possibly think of, for the sake of intergalactic relations. Peace in the galaxy depends on it. It's weird but you gotta meet people where they're at, he thinks.