#set phasers to stunning!!!!!

[lifebloodblue]

Here’s my personal interpretation of the timeline of Kirk and Spock’s relationship

So they meet when Pike is still captain of the Enterprise and they become friends right away. Once Kirk becomes captain and makes Spock his first officer they start working together a lot more and through spending more time together they fall in love at some point during the 5 year mission. Once they both realize it and confess to one another they start seeing each other in secret (we’ll call it dating even though they can’t really make it official)

Then Spock goes to Gol and obviously this means they won’t be seeing each other and Spock is seeking to purge all of his emotions so for that time they’re broken up

During the events of TMP when they’re reunited for the first time in 3 years and Spock accepts his emotions, they fall back in love, and the hand holding scene, especially the little nod they exchange, is how they both know it

Now there were approximately 12 years between TMP and TWoK. I think that after the events of TMP they started dating again and at some point during those years they get married

In TWoK Spock calls himself Kirk’s friend, both when giving him command of the ship and when dying, saying that he has been and always will be that. Kirk also refers to Spock as his friend at Spock’s funeral. And it’s true, because even though their relationship has advanced since then, that’s what they were first, and have continued to be even as they eventually fell in love and later tied the knot

Then in TSFS, Spock remembers Jim’s name and that he was Jim’s friend because, again, that’s the first and most important thing that they were to each other

And Kirk understands that Spock is going to need some time before his memory fully returns, but he secretly doesn’t mind it all that much because it means that he and Spock get to fall in love with each other all over again

Then after the end of TUC they happily live out their retirement together and we all know that nothing tragic happened to either one of them after that!!

[youngpettyqueen]

I understand why they didnt do this but Julian's response to being told by Sloan that he won't scream for help because it'd be too undignified would be to just start hollering at the top of his lungs cause he is absolutely that petty, ESPECIALLY when it comes to authority he doesn't like

[eclipse-song]

watching And The Children Shall Lead. RIP to Kirk but if I were him I would have just beat up the kids smirking at me and stealing my ship by now.

[it-spirk-to-me]

proposal accepted

I propose a new Starfleet uniform.

[petulant-poet]

I’m reviving my FIRST EVER OC’S to turn them into the most homoerotic dysfunctional high school band to ever disgrace a stage in the late 2000s. Bow down.

[pbaintthetb]

Phasers set to Stun?

[ssweetleaf]

set phasers to stun.

summary: joel wants you to sit on his face— you think you’re far too heavy for something like that.

pairing: joel miller x fem!reader

includes: SMUT 18+, face sitting/cunnilingus, dom!joel, i wrote this with an age gap in mind, but it isn’t really specified so make it up girlies, a bit of spanking, slight insecure!reader, pet names (honey, girlie, baby, babygirl, sunshine) a tad of a daddy kink (i’m sorry, it’s me, what do you expect?)

a/n: sorry i’ve been gone again, i’m back in my pedro pascal phase and this just came out of nowhere lol. let me know what you think. dividers credit goes to @saradika-graphics <33

“Quit your whinin’ and sit the fuck down.”

You were hovering over Joel’s face, thighs twitching and burning from their position, careful not to bump any part of yourself into him— too scared to fully sit yourself upon his face like he had so desperately asked for earlier in the day.

“Joel— m’too heavy,” you muttered, cheeks heating, shifting your weight from knee to knee and hands on the headboard, knuckles whitening from your firm grip.

He lifted a big palm against the cheek of your ass in a sharp, searing slap, quelling your whirring thoughts for just a moment, the burn of his hand print thick and heavy upon the globe of your ass.

“Don’t you fuckin’ dare,” he growled, teeth clenched, eyes boring into yours from underneath you and you would’ve frowned at the sight of the protruding pudge of your belly when you looked down, but the constant smoothing of his callused hands against the soft rolls and swells of your body had you stifling it.

“Now listen here, honey,” he huffed, shifting his face to the side to press a few spongy kisses to the thickness of your thighs. “I ain’t gonna tell ya again.”

Joel was firm with his words, the low timbre shooting throughout your core and flooding your folds with a surge of arousal.

“Y’gonna take a seat, and y’gonna ride my fuckin’ face till I say you can stop, y’hear?”

“Joel, I—Ow!”

Another spank, on the other cheek this time, but just as hard, the print blooming in the shape of his calluses and the ring on his finger.

“Girlie.” The fond pet name was now a word of warning, almost daring you to disobey him. “Sit, now.”

You swallowed thickly, and with a shaky breath you lowered yourself down, easing onto his handsome face, the broad slope of his nose prominent against your slit, and you gasped at his deep inhale, breathing your scent deep into his lungs, almost savouring it before nudging your clit with the tip of his nose.

Your lashes fluttered, threatening to close once he mouthed a kiss to your pussy lips, teasingly sucking your folds into his eager mouth, careful to avoid your poor, puffy clit and keep you on edge.

“Look at this pretty cunt, hm?” he cooed, gruff and thick, muffled slightly from between your thighs and beneath your soft belly. “She’s been beggin’ for this, baby and you’ve been keeping her from me.”

His tongue peeked out from between his lips, swiping a long, fat stripe from your slick, fluttering hole, to the engorged jewel of your clit.

“Oh!” You whined, threading your fingers through his thick curls, tugging slightly once his lips enveloped your pearl, suckling it into his mouth, humming into your heat, the vibrations sending shockwaves throughout your cunt and you moaned out at the feeling. “Joel, fuck.”

He pulled back only slightly, brow raised and eyes dark and glistening— a big palm squeezed at the fat of your ass. A little warning.

“Language.” he clicked his tongue, turning to nuzzle into the thickness of your thigh, biting into it with dull molars and sharp canines, urging another wave of slick to surge your poor cunt.

“S-sorry!” You squeaked out, nails scratching against his scalp the way he liked as a little apology. “Keep going, please.”

You could feel his smirk against your flesh, tongue swiping at the marks he bit and sucked into the sensitive skin of your thighs.

“There she is,” he hummed, “now ya beggin’ for it, aren’t ya, baby? Knew you’d come around some time.”

Joel dove back into your cunt, lapping crudely at your hole, picking up silver strings of arousal on his tongue before lolling it over your peaked clit— smacking kisses to it, practically making out with your poor pussy whilst humming happily into your heat.

“Just needed some persuadin’, huh, sunshine?” he spoke into your pussy, voice muffled and barely legible through your hazy brain. “Just needed your ol’ man to eat this pretty pussy from down here, didn’t ya, babygirl?”

You cried out, nodding profusely at his filthy words and personification of your cunt, tears ebbing at your waterline and slowly easing over.

“Been havin’ so much trouble with my damn back— just layin’ here while you ride my face is so much better, sugar.”

Knowing your man wasn’t in pain, that his usual achy back and knees were quelled and sated by his current position, instead of the place he so often took between your legs with a hunched back and sore knees, had you relaxing somewhat.

‘Makin’ y’daddy a happy man, baby,” he groaned, fisting at the fat of your hips, leaving you tight and secure against his face. “fuckin’ dripping down my throat.”

You could feel the tightening in your belly, coiling throughout your insides, warming you up and leaving you panting, fisting at any part of him you could find.

“J-Joel,” you panted, chest heaving up and down, up and down, nails in his scalp, in his shoulder blades, even reaching behind you at his thighs. “so close.”

Your speech was clipped, lips stuttering and drool slipping from the corner of your mouth.

“Ah ah,” he shook his head, lips still suckling at your clit after every other word. “None of that, you ask for daddy’s permission— you know what to do.”

You whined again, long and drawn out, bucking your hips and huffing out— there was a warmth upon your cheeks that blossomed, creeping down your neck and teasing the tips of your ears, all shy now when asking your man to cum.

“Please, Joel,” you sighed out, thighs squeezing at his ears, clamping him tight underneath you. “can I cum? Pretty please?”

“Please, what?” He huffed, gruff and quick, tongue lolling and rolling over your spit-slick clit before thrusting the pink muscle into your quivering hole. “Ain’t got all day, hon.”

“Daddy— please, daddy! Need’a cum.”

“Atta girl, such nice manners— taught you good, baby girl. Cum f’me.”

[beverlycrushes]

gates mcfadden’s cheekbones should have been included in the trek technical manual

Doctor Crusher

[cipher-fresh]

If Lower Decks has a million fans I’m one of them. If Lower Decks has ten fans I’m one of them. If Lower Decks has only one fan then that is me. If Lower Decks has no fans that means I am no longer on the Earth. If the world is against Lower Decks then I am against the world. I love Lower Decks til my last breath. Die hard fan of Lower Decks. Set phasers to stun if you think Lower Decks is the best Star Trek show in the world

[wilwheaton]

Hey Wil, you probably already know about some of these, but some seem to have multiple possible responses, so why not remind you to try them again?

Alexa device Easter eggs related to Trek (and a bonus for gamers):

Beam me up! Speak Klingon Fire photon torpedoes! Damage report. Red alert! What would Scotty say? Revenge is a dish best served cold. What is your mission? State Starfleet rank and class. What would McCoy say? Do you trust Klingons? What is the prime directive? Set phasers to stun. What is the self-destruct code? Warp 10! Make it so. Engage! Set phasers to kill. Tea. Earl Grey. Hot. Live long and prosper.

Bonus - tell her the order of the buttons for the Konami code.

Disclaimer: I stumbled upon a couple and tried them. They worked, but I was using my Firestick and not my Echo because it was late and I didn't want to wake the others in my household. Some may not work anymore. Enjoy

Ha! I didn't know any of this.

There's a Star Trek trivia game (or at least there was at one time) on Alexa, and if you play it, I believe you will be entertained.

[red-cicada]

“ set phasers to stunning “ 

[sadraccoon061]

Set phasers to stun!!!

An Erwin Pries makeover, thank you @occultradio for the suggestion!<3

[miche-perez]

"Set phasers to stun!"

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[ralfmaximus]

Heroes & main characters get hurt a lot in SF/action shows.

Bonked on the head to make them unconscious, hit with phasers set on stun, knocked out during a terrible vehicle crash at the end of a chase scene.

And next episode? They're fine. No TBI. No lasting effects. No trouble remembering things, no personality shifts, no anxiety about getting hurt again, phasered again. I mean a Star Trek phaser is like getting tasered, right? Same idea.

The Stargate series, like Trek, routinely transmogrifies its characters into monsters, uploads them into computers, swaps bodies, ages them into geriatrics or children, duplicates them, converts them into energy and back again thousands of times. With no lasting effect. Without extended recovery or rehabilitation.

Hell, they rarely even talk about it. Me, I still talk about the time I fell at a theme park and hurt my leg so badly I thought it might be broken. I limped for weeks, avoided stairs, watched my leg turn various shades of purple & green. And that was not nearly as interesting as having my DNA rewritten by The Ancients.

You know who gets it right though?

The Expanse.

Early in the series Holden & Miller receive a lethal dose of radiation, equivalent to watching a nuclear detonation way too closely. And very realistically, they soon start exhibiting the signs of severe radiation sickness: malaise, vomiting, whole body pain.

But because it is hundreds of years in the future, medical technology has advanced to the point that they are saved. Their radiation sickness is cured!

If this was Star Trek or Stargate, nobody would show any ill effects afterwards. Next episode they'd be 100% normal, and any future callbacks would be a throwaway line and possibly a joke.

Not in The Expanse. Here, our characters are shown to suffer the aftereffects of their ordeal. They have permanent subcutaneous ports installed in their arms so they can continue to receive medicine for the rest of their lives. Because as miraculous as 23rd century medicine may be, they cannot cure radiation damage. They can only treat it.

And if our characters fail to get their treatments? They suffer for it. They'll eventually die from it. And the show revisits that theme and never lets us forget it, because those ports are visible whenever our characters are seen without sleeves.

I was just thinking about this after watching the episode of Stargate Atlantis where Sheppard literally gets turned into a man-sized insect then at the end of the show he's shown completely healed. Ha ha, I was a bug. How wacky is that?

If that happened to me I'd never stop screaming.

[mamawasatesttube]

(Upon seeing something startling and/or bad.)

CLARK: "Great Scott!"

KON: "Holy bad luck, Batman! Wow, set my phasers on stunned!"

KARA: "Fuck."

[drearydaffodil]

You don't throw away a sundress

Just because you lost the sun

You long to feel a soft caress

You feel like hope is done

The light it scampers off again

The cold sinks down to bone

You feel a shatter deep within

You swallow a soft moan

The naked trees wave 'gainst the frost

The blankets wrapped in chill

Existing seems too dear a cost

You think you've had your fill

Still on the next horizon

The stars are blinking slow

Kill phasers are now set to stun

Forward you must go