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rikerxworf · 4 years

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for the otp ask pls answer them all

this is the first ask I got for this meme and it’s honestly giving me life you guys;;

1. Who laughs at their own joke and who deadpans at the joke?

Will definitely laughs at his own jokes, and he will not stop just because Worf won’t react to them and would just stare back – that’ll only make Will laugh even more. As soon as he looks around though (and realizes that in fact NO ONE laughed), he might shut his mouth and look down lol.

2. If they had a secret handshake, how would it go?

A Klingon one, maybe! Like the Qapla’ greeting just one each other’s shoulder instead of their own. Or just a really low high five, like super casual, maybe even without looking at each other, that’d be cool as well.

3. It’s movie night, what movies are they gonna watch together?

The classics. Disney movies because Will loves them, and Worf learns to appreciate them over time. War movies, but those with hyper homoerotic subtext (I imagine those must be all over Klingon cinema lol). Queer cinema in general. The stuff Worf can get overly invested in lol

4. It’s time to name their pet they adopted together, who gets to name it? How do they come to this decision?

Worf comes up with a name so great Will just says yes. He’ll probably choose something with an elaborate meaning. (Even though the name is already short, Will finds a way to construct a diminutive.) The Real Question is, what kind of pet would they adopt? Not a cat, I presume. A dog, rather. A big, ugly, dangerous-looking Klingon beast. Maybe. Like a warrior sehlat that everybody is afraid of, and then Will comes in like “Aren’t you a good boy??? Who’s a good boy???? You’re a good boy!!!” and it would whine like a puppy lol.

5. Who would they love to go on a double date with?

Will would love a double date with just about anyone, simply because he likes double dates so much. Worf probably needs some persuasion, but he too would go on a double date with Geordi/Data or Deanna/one of her many girlfriends, if the location is to his taste. However, both Will and Worf draw a line when it comes to Lwaxana Troi, who is the greatest fan of double dates in the quadrant.

6. Who wakes the other up in the morning? How do they wake them up?

I don’t think either of them has a problem getting up early in the morning, first of all. Worf gets up earlier because he wants to train on the holodeck before duty. When he comes back, he wakes Will with a gentle hand on his shoulder. When they are on vacation, say on Risa, Will gets up first to prepare breakfast. He goes to wake up Worf with a cup of coffee in his hands and whispers his name before he sits down on the edge of the bed. Once Worf is awake, Will gives him a kiss. (I’m getting soft just imagining this y’all)

7. How do they celebrate Halloween?

To Will, it is just another opportunity to dress up like a slut and eat candy. Worf dresses up with a little accessory. They prepare sweets for the ship’s kids who do trick or treat, which is the quiet part of the evening. Once Alexander is in bed, they go to Ten Forward to celebrate with the other officers. Will gets very drunk. And flirty. Worf doesn’t mind, of course.

8. Who is more likely to call their partner ‘dude’?

Will lol. Probably when Worf does some disgusting Klingon ritual that even Will can’t look at.

9. During a thunderstorm how do they react? Is one scared? Do they both love it? Do they take pictures?

Both are fans of thunderstorms! Maybe in Klingon culture, a thunderstorm means that the Heavens are having some warrior’s party or something. It’s loud, it’s messy, it’s raw nature, that’s why Worf stands by the window and stares with a wide smile. Will does too. However, I’m playing with another idea: that he’s scared/nervous/concerned, and Worf needs to do some comforting – but that’s just my voracity for H/C speaking. Oh, another idea: Worf insists on going outside to experience the storm as intensely as possible, and Will worryingly recites thunderbolt protection rules in the hopes that Worf doesn’t get himself killed lol

10. Who would looking lovingly at their partner and call them ‘idiot’?

Worf definitely has some gentle expressions going on from time to time, but Will is this pair’s Heart Eyes Department, so he’d stare lovingly at Worf, who is I don’t know, trying to brush his teeth or so, failing, and then say ‘idiot’ with a soft chuckle. And then he’d help him, of course ♡

11. It’s time to get groceries, who likes to look at everything and who just wants to power through and get everything done so they can go back home?

I can imagine either version! Will being so enthusiastic about cooking that he’d check every shelf they pass, and Worf just clutching the (hover) shopping cart, praying that it’s over soon. Or, the other way around: Will has his quick shopping routine but can’t get anything done in time because Worf is so fascinated by everything they walk past on the market.

12. Who is more likely to make a mess in the kitchen?

Worf. When Will cooks, it’s mostly orderly and not that much to clean up. But Worf – let’s just say Klingon kitchens are something else. Plus Worf doesn’t know shit about cooking because he’s so used to replicators. When he does try to cook (maybe to do Will a favor?), he not only messes up the kitchen, but also himself – face full of flour and apron bespattered with sauce, eyes wide – and Will finds him helpless like that, only to smile at him gently and help him clean up. And help him cook as well, think standing behind Worf and coordinating his hands while burying his nose in long curly hair~ uwu

13. Who likes to try to prank their partner?

Definitely Will. Surprise parties, surprise kisses, lame joke items, lying (“Nope, no idea where your hairband is…”), but it’s never something serious or overly elaborate like those fake youtube pranks.

14. When scrolling on their phone, who is more likely to show their partner a cute picture/video of an animal?

For cute animals, it’s Will showing them to Worf: “Aw, look, a bunny! Look at its tiny eyes and the fluffy ears! Look!!!” For dangerous/awesome animals, it’s Worf: “Have you ever seen a creature this majestic? Look at its eyes. The eyes of a warrior – a pause – The bunny is nice as well.”

15. Who causes the tomfoolery and who has to try and stop the tomfoolery?

Will may cause deliberate tomfoolery. If at all, Worf is more of an involuntary troublemaker with the best intensions, whereas Will can be quite mischievous from time to time, I imagine. Although it’s all in good fun, things can take a turn for the worse when in combination with his clumsiness.

#thank you for asking!!! <3 #text post #headcanons #ask meme #riker x worf #*

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xeldablade · 4 years

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Star Trek Tag Game

Tagged by @spacequeennyota THANK YOU FRIEND!!!!

✨Your top 5 favorite Star Trek characters: In no particular order (also i can’t choose 5 favorite children sorry): Bones, Spock, Nyota, Jimothy, Kira Nerys, Data, Scotty, Sulu, Chekov, Tilly, Trip Tucker

✨Which Starfleet division would you be in? Technically my job title is software engineer, and i have a minor in engineering, so Engineering :) #RedShirtPride

✨Your favorite Star Trek quote: There are COUNTLESS, but one that always stuck with me is a quote from the unreleased scene from the 2009 movie script (does this still count?): “Admit it, Spock. For people like us, the journey itself… is home.” 🌌

✨Your favorite Starfleet uniform: I really like the white medical uniforms in Discovery. And anything from the mirror verse, even though that’s not technically Starfleet.

✨Your favorite alien species: I like Vulcans a lot, but i think it’s worth mentioning that i’m also very intrigued by the Jem’Hadar in DS9. A race that’s created to become soldiers and cannot operate on their own due to their reliance on Ketracel White and the Founders is just fascinating to me.

But also.......unicorn dog. 🦄

✨Your favorite Star Trek doctor: I love them all, but Bones :) I love that he’s no nonsense and strict and the mom friend, but it’s all because he has a big heart and he cares deeply about everyone and doesn't want them hurt and will do just about anything to save them. As a bonus, here’s possibly my favorite Bones quote from the TOS novel Doctor’s Orders: “Jim, every doctor and nurse from here to the Rim lives in hope that one day we’ll wake up and find that everybody in the Universe is perfectly healthy and in possession of a signed certificate from God saying that they’re going to die peacefully in their sleep. Then we can all retire and go fishing.”

✨A Star Trek food/beverage you like/would like to try: Risian Rainbow. It’s a drink mentioned in the AOS novel The Edge (one of the starfleet academy novels) and changes colors & flavors with every sip.

✨Klingon or Vulcan? Vulcan

✨Tribbles or Sehlats? Tribbles!

✨Communicator or tricorder? Tricorder

✨Your Star Trek OTP(s): Spuhura was my first ship and are still my precious babies. I started liking Mckirk about a year after the obsession started and I’ve loved them ever since. Other ships of mine include Culmets, Sarek/Amanda, Pike/Una, and Trip/T’Pol ❤️

Not sure who has done this yet, but I’ll tag @kirkmcoy @longhaulhome @season-ofthe-bitch @fireinmywoods @lucystillintheskywithdiamonds @jampottr

#give me ALL the star trek questions!#this was so fun :)#star trek

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sshbpodcast · 4 years

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Tales from the Holodeck: DS9 Fanfic: Ames’s Teleplay

In celebration of A Star to Steer Her By’s fourth anniversary, we did what pretty much all theaters are doing right now and put together a little Zoom reading. This time around, our latest fanfics in our “Tales from the Holodeck” series are all Deep Space Nine teleplays that you can listen to us cold read here (this one starts at 14:30), complete with really dodgy attempts at accents! Follow along with Ames’s teleplay below or read with your friends with your own dodgy accents!

[images © Paramount/CBS]

“Jurassic Quark”

By Ames

Random pick: Quark

TEASER:

QUARK: I'm not saying there aren't pros to the argument, Rom. I'm saying it'd be too much work and not enough profit.

ROM: But brother, I'm saying I could put in that work on my own time.

QUARK: The answer is no, and that's final.

ROM: You don't even have to pay me.

QUARK: We're not getting a pet for the bar!

SFX: Someone entering.

ROM: I just think the customers would like it if we got a dog... or a wompat… or… or...

VASH: I could hook you up with a tamed sehlat if you're interested.

QUARK: I'm sorry, miss, we're closed!

VASH: Pity. I thought you said you'd always be interested in doing business with me.

ROM: Is that…?

QUARK: Vash? No! No of course we are – I mean, I am – I mean, what can I do for you?

VASH: You don't know how difficult it is finding good help in this quadrant.

QUARK: Tell me about it.

ROM: Or a targ? I think the customers would like seeing a targ in the bar.

QUARK: Rom! The bar is not a petting zoo!

ROM: Sorry.

QUARK: (Sighs.) See what I mean?

SFX: Fade to intro theme to DS9. Or maybe Jurassic Park.

COMPUTER: Deep Space Nine. Episode: "Jurassic Quark"

CHAPTER ONE:

QUARK: Now, you said you had a business venture to pursue, Vash my dear?

VASH: I'm afraid it might be a little on the high-risk end.

QUARK: Well, you know what goes hand-in-hand with high risk?

ROM: A visit from the Ferengi Commerce Authority?

QUARK: Ignore him; he's an idiot who should be taking inventory right now...

ROM: Of course! Will get right to it, brother!

SFX: Rom exiting.

QUARK: Better to talk just the two of us.

VASH: Agreed. This is an item that the fewer people know about, the better.

QUARK: My favorite kind. Can I get you something? On the house, which I assure you, you won't hear me offer very frequently.

VASH: Thanks; I'm all set.

QUARK: So.

VASH: So. (Beat.) How much do you know about the Slaver Empire?

QUARK: I know anything concerning them can be very profitable and that's enough for me.

VASH: Yes, very profitable, but also very difficult. Of course, most things are.

QUARK: Of course.

VASH: I'm looking for someone who has access to a... stasis field nullifier… You see, it's –

QUARK: Hold on. Are you telling me you have a stasis box?

VASH: Oh good, you've heard of them.

QUARK: Heard of them! They're only some of the rarest artifacts in the quadrant! But I thought they'd all been tracked down...

VASH: In the Alpha Quadrant perhaps, but they're still plentiful in the Gamma Quadrant, and Starfleet doesn't have the monopoly on them there that they do here.

QUARK: Ah. You'd like to keep Starfleet out of this, I take it.

VASH: They'd only confiscate it in case it's got a grenade in it with the pin pulled or something.

QUARK: Is that a possibility?

VASH: I told you it was high-risk.

QUARK: And your bigshot boyfriend couldn't help you with this?

VASH: I haven't actually told Jean-Luc I'm back yet...

QUARK: (Sighs audibly.) I meant that omnipotent fellow you were palling around with.

VASH: Oh Q! Goodness no. I'd really prefer not to get him involved with this. Or anything. Ever again. So where are we on that stasis field nullifier? Can you get me one?

QUARK: I believe I can. For a price.

VASH: We don't know what's inside the box yet.

QUARK: Every transaction is a gamble.

VASH: 20%?

QUARK: 30.

VASH: 25.

QUARK: 25, and then 10% of every stasis box you find using the homing device that I hear these things have built in.

VASH: Oh you're good.

QUARK: I know.

VASH: Deal.

QUARK: (Calling off.) Rom! Go into the store room and bring me the device in the box labeled "self-sealing stem bolts"!

ROM: (Off.) Should I finish taking inventory first?

QUARK: Not on your life! (Muttering.) Oh to be an only child...

SFX: Rom entering.

ROM: You wanted a… a... a stasis field nullifier?

VASH: We did, thank you.

SFX: Vash using a communicator, non-Starfleet brand.

VASH: Computer, transport the container on my ship to Quark's Bar.

SFX: Transporter sound.

VASH: May I see that?

ROM: Okay.

QUARK: You're going to open that in here?

VASH: Why not?

ROM: The bar's insured. What's the worst that could happen?

QUARK: Oh you know, something about a grenade with its pin pulled maybe?

VASH: Every transaction is a gamble.

QUARK: Mm. So I've heard.

VASH: Listen. Whatever the Slavers put in this box is practically priceless. A purely preserved relic from a race that ruled the entire galaxy over a billion years ago! It's worth the risk!

QUARK: Alright alright, what are you waiting for? Open it!

SFX: Sound of the stasis field nullifier, and the box opening.

QUARK: (Bracing himself.) Well?

ROM: (Bracing himself.) Is it a bomb?

VASH: It's some kind of data storage device. Let me scan it. (Pause.) It's – it's life signatures! Encrypted life signatures! Do you know what this means?

ROM: Yes! (Beat.) But maybe you should tell us what you think it means first.

QUARK: It means we're due for some great profit!

VASH: It means that there could be patterns of individuals from the actual Slaver Empire in this storage device. They're waiting in there like an insect trapped in amber.

ROM: Or like a pattern waiting in the transporter buffer!

VASH: Exactly!

QUARK: Can you tell how many people we're talking about here?

VASH: Their technology is pretty different from ours. There'd be no way to tell unless we found a way to let them out.

ROM: It'd be very dangerous to let them out though, wouldn't it?

VASH: Very. We don't know what these people had in mind for preserving themselves like this. To free them on the station could be catastrophe.

QUARK: But to let them out in a safe, contained environment could be incredibly lucrative...

ROM: What do you mean?

QUARK: Look at it this way: it would be the opportunity of a century to have access to specimens – actual specimens – from a long-dead, ancient super race. And who controls that access? We do.

VASH: We're talking about what may be actual people, Quark. Sentient beings. This changes everything.

QUARK: On the contrary! It changes nothing.

ROM: What are you saying?

VASH: He's saying we would own these people.

ROM: But that's slavery, brother! And Ferengi don't enslave other races!

VASH: We'd be no better than the Slaver Empire.

QUARK: Would you let me finish? I'm not talking about the people in this buffer. What if we could feed this data into a holoprogram and create an artificial image of the people in the Slaver Empire that we can ensure will be safe for everyone... and fruitful for our bank accounts?

VASH: It would be an enticing way to learn about their culture without having a negative effect on their encrypted life signatures.

ROM: Or them having a negative effect on our actual life signatures!

QUARK: I can see it now: Meet the strongest ruling society in the galaxy! Back from a billion-year respite!

VASH: A stasis box might only contain a trinket to study, but this would be like a glimpse into their real lives. The archaeological community would be beside themselves!

QUARK: The Slaver Empire: Only at Quark's Bar!

SFX: Theme up; fade to commercial.

CHAPTER TWO:

ROM: We should be able to get a good approximation of the life signatures in the buffer if the holoscanners can read this data. Do you think the computer will have enough memory?

QUARK: If we dump some less popular programs from the system, I'm sure we'll be fine. Chief O'Brien and Doctor Bashir will have to go without the Battle of Britain for a while.

VASH: And the holoprograms will be able to keep us safe if the entities are less than friendly?

QUARK: Of course. 100% guaranteed.

ROM: The holosuites have safety protocols required. May I see that storage device? (Beat.) The holoscanner seems to be reading the data. If it's big enough to hold the life signatures and neural information of a number of people, it may take some ti–

COMPUTER: Program complete.

ROM: Uh. Never mind!

VASH: We'll be the first people to lay eyes on the Slavers in eons.

QUARK: Epochs even! Lead the way.

SFX: Holosuite door opening. The three enter.

SLAVER1: Who goes there?!

QUARK: (Aside.) Well they're no lookers, that's for sure.

VASH: (Aside.) I've seen worse.

SLAVER2: Identify yourselves or we'll fire.

VASH: Sorry, we're new at this. I'm Vash; this is Quark and Rom. We'd like to perform a cultural exchange with your people.

QUARK: You're going to be the biggest things in the quadrant – the galaxy, you see!

SLAVER1: We already are the biggest things in the galaxy.

SLAVER2: Now you've brought us to this place and our people will not be pleased about it.

SLAVER1: And when our people are not pleased…

SLAVER2: No one is pleased.

VASH: We're not being clear. You're – how do I put this – you're –

ROM: You're in the future!

QUARK: Rom!

ROM: The present – Our present – Your future! Oh. This is complicated.

QUARK: You're not helping!

SLAVER1: The stasis box.

SLAVER2: Yes... I remember. So they've brought us back.

SLAVER1: So where are we?

VASH: About one billion –

SLAVER1: I wasn't talking to you!

SLAVER2: It appears to be the homeworld, but something is false.

SLAVER1: Like it's a duplication.

VASH: (Aside.) This is fascinating. They're piecing together the context of their surroundings after a billion year's sleep.

QUARK: (Aside.) Someone allowed their holoprojections to be programmed too intelligent!

ROM: (Aside.) It's just however they were mapped in their data storage! And the holo-emitters – I didn't – I don't –

VASH: (Aside.) The holo-emitters have nothing to do with it. These people are just naturally this advanced. Look at how they solve a problem.

SLAVER1: They've created this place to look just like the Capitol District. But why?

VASH: Perhaps I can explain?

SLAVER2: Shoot them!

SFX: Phaser fire.

QUARK and ROM: Aah!

SLAVER2: Our weapons. They've immobilized them.

VASH: (Aside.) Good thing your safety protocols are working.

SFX: More phaser fire.

SLAVER2: Very suspicious. The beams created are fabricated.

SLAVER1: Everything is fabricated. Everything here. It is an environment simulation, but with far inferior technology. (To Quark and the others, furious.) You! Why have you brought us here?

QUARK: Oh? Are you going to let us talk now? For such an advanced race, you'd think you'd start with maybe listening to the people who have all the answers. No wonder your race went extinct.

VASH: Everyone take a breath. What you may not realize is that over a billion years – oh... how do I quantify a year for you…

ROM: On Ferenginar, a year is equal to –

SLAVER2: Inferior scum! (Grunts, throwing a punch.) Wha – We aren't –

QUARK: (Feigning a yawn.) Ho hum. You can't touch us here. You're going to have to listen to the – what did they call us?

ROM: Inferior scum.

QUARK: Yes. That.

VASH: This isn't going as I was hoping. If I'd thought they'd be this uncooperative...

QUARK: Just something we'll have to adjust in the next version. (Sighs.) Computer, end program. (Beat.) Computer? End program? Why isn't it working?

ROM: The memory! There's too much memory for it to save, so it has to keep running!

QUARK: So delete the saved file! We don't want it anyway!

SLAVER1: I see now. Computer! Show me a control panel.

QUARK: Wait...

VASH: Can they do that?

SFX: The magicky sound effect of the control panel appearing in the holosuite.

QUARK: Rom! I told you we need locking mechanisms on the holosuite arches!

ROM: They shouldn't be able to do that!

SLAVER1: Oh this is intriguing.

SLAVER2: Let me see.

SLAVER1: It's merely a holoprojection program in a recreational area aboard a space station.

QUARK: You shouldn't be reading that!

SLAVER1: I should be able to override it.

QUARK: COMPUTER! END PROGRAM!

SFX: Typing on the console.

SLAVER1: What a sad excuse for a program. A toddler could create a better facsimile than this.

SLAVER2: And have better security measures in place.

SLAVER1: Speaking of which. Those safety protocols? They're down now.

SLAVER2: I've been waiting a billion years to hear you say that.

QUARK: Now let's all just calm down for a minute…

ROM: Brother, we may not have planned this accordingly.

SLAVER2: You will rue the day you thought to enslave the Slaver Empire.

VASH: No one's enslaving anyone here.

QUARK: Take him, it's almost certainly his fault!

ROM: But brother, you're the one who –

SFX: Phaser fire.

QUARK and ROM: Aah!

QUARK: Protect me!

VASH: Protect you?! Shouldn't you be protecting me?!

SFX: Phaser fire.

QUARK and ROM: Aah!

VASH: This isn't usually how anthropology works! We just wanted to learn about your people!

SLAVER1: You will learn to bow before the mighty Empire!

SFX: Phaser fire.

SFX: Three bodies hitting the floor.

SFX: Theme up; fade to commercial.

SCENE THREE:

QUARK: (Waking up, hazy.) Ugh. My… my head…

ODO: Don't worry, Quark, it's still intact.

QUARK: Odo? Did the – (Beat.) How much do you know already?

ODO: Just that you've let a pair of aliens from an age-old civilization loose on the ship and they've locked everyone out of Ops. Why? Was there more?

QUARK: No, that about covers it. Are Rom and Vash –

ROM: We're here.

VASH: They've locked us all here in the bar.

QUARK: Well, can't complain about having a captive audience.

ODO: "Captive" being the operative word. There's no telling what they're up to now.

ROM: At least they've left us alive!

VASH: Their governance system ran almost entirely on the institution of slavery. We're better to them alive than dead.

QUARK: So? What are we doing about it?

ODO: Doing about it? What can we do about it? We're trapped in here. Sisko and the others are locked in the brig. The rest of the station's populace is locked in their quarters, and we're down to nothing but basic life support. There's nothing to be done about it.

QUARK: That's not the stubborn old pool of goo I know. Can't you… turn into something that'll get us out of here and save the day?

ODO: Oh yes. What would you like? Would you prefer a razorcat or a giant eel-bird of Regulus V? I'm taking requests.

ROM: It all happened so fast. The two Slavers just took over the whole station!

VASH: You mean two holoimages of Slavers took over the whole station.

QUARK: How did they manage that?

ODO: They were able to rewrite their characters to bypass the controls on the holoemitters. They've reprogrammed the entire station in just a couple of hours to allow them access wherever they want.

ROM: But at least I still have the data storage device that contains their real life signatures!

QUARK: You do!

ROM: They must not have searched us for it.

ODO: I'll be confiscating that, thank you.

ROM: Sorry.

VASH: So that means that they're still holoimages contained to the station.

ODO: For now. Until they reconfigure a runabout into a mobile holosuite. Or worse…

QUARK: The Defiant… They can't possibly be that smart… can they?

VASH: They were a society that had taken over the entire galaxy and held it for eons. I'd say they're pretty smart. And powerful.

ODO: Or did you not know that?

QUARK: There's only two of them. How much damage could they do in the quadrant?

ODO: Mmmmm…

QUARK: It was such a good idea… a profitable idea...

SFX: Alarm klaxon blares.

VOICE OF DUKAT: Bajoran workers, your attention please. Your attempt to seize control of this facility is going to fail. You are valuable workers and we wish you no harm. However, if you do not return control of this unit to your Cardassian supervisors, we will be forced to take action. You have eight minutes to make your decision.

VASH: What is that?

ROM: The Slavers must've tripped one of the Terok Nor counterinsurgency programs while they were searching the station's files.

ODO: Oh good, now if we're not enslaved first, we have the option of getting killed by the Cardassians' streak of paranoia yet again. At least the company this time has improved.

VASH: I'm sure the Slavers will bypass it like they have everything else so far.

VOICE OF DUKAT: Ah ah ah, Bajoran workers, you didn't say the magic word. Your rebellion will not succeed. Surrender immediately or I will be forced to kill every Bajoran on the station.

VASH: Or not.

QUARK: (Announcing to the bar.) It was a pleasure to serve you all, and in the shadow of our demise, I'd like to announce that drinks will be half-price! Get 'em while you're breathing!

ODO: I always knew that the destruction of the station would somehow be your doing, Quark. But I wouldn't have guessed it would be in this manner.

VASH: What can I say? We got greedy. I should never have opened Pandora's box and let those horrors come out.

ROM: We did try to keep the circumstances safe!

QUARK: That's right. We couldn't have known what was going to happen.

VASH: But we could! It was in their nature to usurp power. I don't know how we didn't see that. We were blinded by the promise of forbidden knowledge and…

QUARK: And piles of latinum.

VASH: The Slavers died out ages and ages ago and we should have left them there. They had their time in the sun already, but we just had to try to exploit them for more!

QUARK: I never said it was a fool-proof idea. It could have worked, but...

VASH: But we were so preoccupied with whether or not we could that we didn't stop to think if we should.

ODO: It's too late for that now. All we can do now is wait.

VASH: And see if the station self destructs.

QUARK: My money's on O'Brien somehow foiling their plans.

ROM: I'll take that bet, brother!

QUARK: Fine. If we're all dead, I can't pay up anyway.

VOICE OF DUKAT: Attention Bajoran workers, it pains me to see you have not surrendered to your Cardassian supervisors. I am very sorry to say that everyone in the command center will be beamed into space in five seconds if you do not comply immediately. 5… 4...

VASH: Wait! The Slavers' holoimages won't remain intact off the station!

VOICE OF DUKAT: 3… 2…

QUARK: That means –

ODO: Clever gul.

VOICE OF DUKAT: 1. This rebellion is over. Bye bye.

SFX: Alarm klaxon stops.

QUARK: The doors!

VASH: They're unlocked!

ROM: And power has returned to the systems!

ODO: I need to report to the brig to let Captain Sisko out. Don't do anything that you'd usually do while I'm gone.

QUARK: Wouldn't dream of it.

SFX: Odo exiting.

VASH: The universe wasn't ready to meet the Slavers again. In any form.

ROM: I don't know about the universe, but we sure weren't.

VASH: They're better where they are. In the history books where they belong.

QUARK: (Scoffs.) And you think the bar can handle a pet.

ROM: Maybe we can start with a couple of plants?

QUARK: Oh, no. I'm not taking time out of my busy day to tend to a bunch of freeloading flowers.

VASH: I have access to a crop of Phylosian retlaw plants I could get you pretty cheap.

ROM: Aren't those things poisonous?

VASH: Not if you keep them fed.

QUARK: I'm putting an end to this conversation. No pets! No plants! No ancient races trying to conquer the galaxy! None of it!

SFX: Quark exiting.

VASH: Maybe a couple of snakeleaf plants?

ROM: Those can be pretty profitable actually.

QUARK: (Off.) None of it!

SFX: Ending theme.

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mylittleredgirl · 7 years

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obeying my 24-hour discovery embargo so thinking about the other Star Trek second episodes after a 1- or 2-part pilot. we’ve got:

classic trek: I feel “Charlie X�� gave us a solid sampling of some recurring themes: a shirtless James T. Kirk, manly wrestling moves, a dangerous space child, all-powerful cloud aliens, and Janice Rand getting sexually harassed at work. A+ truth in advertising for series. The full version of this episode restored priceless content that was missed over decades of syndication where a 53 minute episode was cut down to 42 minutes, including a very long scene of some crewmen threading a pole through a metal grate. But on a spaceship. The ending will scare your kids into behaving for a few days, probably.

the next generation: “The Naked Now.” You’ve met the crew! Now meet them shitfaced and awkwardly horny.

deep space nine: “Past Prologue” should absolutely have been the second episode, narratively speaking, but instead we open the 1-hour episodes of DS9 with “A Man Alone,” presenting the season one theme of “this station is a depressing and dangerous place where no one wants to be.” Shout-out to mad science twins Jadz and Jules who save the day by... growing a murder clone in a jar and releasing him with no skills or knowledge into poverty-stricken Bajoran society. Hmm.

voyager: “Parallax” is a forever Voyager fave, B’Elanna and Janeway nerded out about science together on my TV while all the boy officers stood around like “what” and my twelve year old soul grew wings that day and I have never been the same. Stick a ribbon on it: for pure “now I love this show even fucking more” this one wins best in class. I guarantee a bunch of white 90s proto-dudebros on AOL keyword The Bridge felt differently.

enterprise: “Fight or Flight.” You’ve met Hoshi Sato! Now meet Hoshi Sato’s issues. I like that the first standalone episode of Enterprise starts with them all bored and whiny and desperate to get into trouble. T’Pol is already tired. Once again, human pluck saves the day. I tend to confuse this episode a little with “Sleeping Dogs” but hopefully I’ve been vague enough that I’m still technically correct.

bonus:

the animated series: It’s not like tas really follows the Big Pilot Episode format but the second episode of tas, “Yesteryear,” was the first and only animated episode for a long time to “count” as canon alongside the live-action series, and more importantly, we meet Spock’s pet sehlat! If you watch only one episode of the animated series, make it this one, but honestly why would you deprive yourself of this rich, pure vein of utter space crack.

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which of these 6 “first real episodes” do you like best? honestly what possessed them to launch tng without a chief engineer? i’m full of questions.

#my little red posts #star trek #star trek thoughts

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a-weird-rusted-android · 7 years

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For @speedygal who requested Spirk, baby Sehlats and Vulcan kisses. I hope you’ll enjoy this!

Evenings on Vulcan could be rather blissful, Jim thought. The scorching heat gave way to lower temperatures, making him feel less like he was breathing fire. The firsts stars were beginning to appears in the sky, and while Jim thought he'd never get used to a night without moon, the sight of the stars over the desert planet was beautiful.

He and Spock were staying on Vulcan for a few weeks, at Spock's parents' home. It was on old house near the outskirts of the city, and only a few other buildings were between it and the desert.

Amanda liked to say that for an old woman like her it was pleasing to live near the countryside and not in the middle of the chaos of the city. Jim had to disagree on both the chaos and on the countryside part. For him, countryside still meant you had to take a car to get the closest neighbour. But he supposed on Vulcan that wasn't one of the options.

But overall there was still the sense of peace he associated with being far from civilization, despite the millions of people living in the area.

Soft steps came up behind him, and Jim turned around to see Spock walking towards him. He smiled at him as he stopped close to Jim, and held up his fingers for a quick Vulcan kiss.

"What are you doing outside, Jim?" Spock asked.

"Admiring the view," Jim said, "What about you?"

"My mother is once again debating the benefits of logic with my father, and I believed it best to leave them to sort the argument out."

"I understand," Jim said. He turned back towards the desert, leaning with his arms against the balcony railing.

They stood in silence for a while, enjoying the other's presence. Jim tilted his head a little as a breeze caressed his face.

He blinked, seeing a huge form coming out from the shadows of the desert and towards the city. "What is that?"

Spock turned towards it. "A wild Sehlat, I believe. Sometimes they come in this area looking for food."

"Isn't it dangerous?" Jim asked, watching the bear looking creature sniff the air. It was close enough for Jim to see its fangs. "I know bears usually aren't a welcome presence around Earth cities."

"There are always wild life experts patrolling the desert at night to catch them, but Sehlats are rather clever at avoiding them. Everyone knows how to keep safe if they were to meet a wild one."

Jim looked down at the beast, and thanked that they were on the second floor. "I still don't understand how you keep them as children pets."

The Sehlat made a low sound, as if it knew Jim was talking about it.

"Sehlats are easily domesticated, and have a very tame behaviour when not hungry. They are far less dangerous to a Vulcan child than a big dog is to a human one, yet humans keep the species in their home habitually."

"You have a point," Jim conceded. He squinted, trying to make out forms in the dark. "What are those?"

"What, Jim?"

Jim pointed towards the desert, where something was moving. "There, can you see?"

Spock's eyes followed Jim's finger. "I do see them."

"What is it?"

"I think this Sehlat is a female, and the forms you see are her cubs," Spock said.

As the two cubs came closer, Jim could see they looked indeed like small Sehlats. They were roughly the size of a bear cub, and their fangs hadn't grown yet. Their fur was lighter in color than their mother's, and extremely long, making them look like two very big balls of fluff.

"Those are baby Sehlats?" Jim asked, having never seen any before.

The cubs ran towards their mother, their movements goofy, as if they hadn't quite gotten the hang of it yet.

"You sound surprised."

Jim's smile was wide. "They are adorable."

"Pardon?"

"I never knew baby Sehlats were that cute!" Jim said, eyes fixed on the cubs. The mother had stopped walking, and one of the little ones had jumped on its sibling, apparently in some kind of mock fight. "Don't they make you wish to bury your hands in their fur?"

"Their mother would be very displeased by the action."

Jim sighed and threw Spock a fond, yet long suffering glare. "As logical as ever, love."

Spock merely raised one eyebrow. "I strife to be."

Jim shook his head in amusement and turned back to the small family beneath. "Why are they so fluffy, anyway? The adults don't have all that fur."

"The cubs are more sensible to temperature. The fur keeps them insulated during days of extreme weather."

"I see."

The mother sniffed the air, then turned around quickly, as if she had smelt something she didn't like. She made a nasal grunt towards her cubs, before walking back towards the desert. The two stopped their game, and quickly followed her, making a series of high pitched noises.

"They squeak?" Jim gasped, incredulous.

"I was under the impression you weren't that fond of Sehlats, ashayam." Jim could just hear the eyebrow raising.

"It's called having a healthy human wariness towards things that look like bears, love."

"Yet you expressed the wish to pet the cubs. Human tendency to find the young of a species more 'cute', as you put it, than the adults will always confuse me."

"You think kittens are cute," Jim said, turning away from the retreating Sehlats and towards his husband.

Spock tilted his head. "Earth felines are rather fascinating creatures, regardless of what their age is."

"But kittens fascinate you more."

"I will have to disagree," Spock said, squaring his shoulders a little.

Jim smiled at his husband's embarrassment at having been caught experiencing something so illogically human. "Very well, Spock, you are indeed too logical to fall prey to the cuteness of kittens."

Spock didn't look impressed. Jim raised his fingers, offering a kiss in apology. Spock waited a second before responding to the action, dragging his fingers slowly against Jim's ones.

An echo of contentedness crossed through their bond to Jim's mind, and he couldn't help but smile at his husband.

"Shall we go inside and see if your parents have decided what the best style of life is?"

"After you, Jim."

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janeykath318 · 7 years

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Broken Shackles 5

A few days after Jim's arrival, he was already beginning to look and feel better. His ribs didn't stick out quite as badly, he didn't feel like a walking skeleton, and his eyes were brighter, though still rather wary. What a difference some food and sleep made! He had literally been worked to the point of being worthless to his master, who had decided to make him a "gift" to Sarek.

Amanda still wouldn't let him do much beyond helping with meal prep and tending the flowers in her little garden, but it made him feel good to show some kind of gratitude for the first human who'd been kind to him in years. Spock partly counted too, since she was half human. Jim actually thought the combination of Vulcan calmness and Logic and human empathy and humor was remarkable and just perfect. Deep down in his jaded heart, something resonated the more he spent time with her. She'd coaxed him into meeting I-Chaya close up and even petting the lumbering beast. Turned out, sehlats really were big softies, despite the intimidating looks. When Jim scratched him behind the ears, the big guy practically purred and squirmed in pleasure, big tongue lolling out of his mouth. He was starting to get more used to the heat, but not enough to go outside for more than a couple hours in the morning or sunset. In the meantime, Spock was re-introducing him to chess, which he hadn't played since he was fourteen. He was finding it enjoyable and good mental exercise, even though he lost horribly every single time. One evening, as they finished packing the board away after Jim had been slaughtered three times, he asked a question that he'd been thinking about all day

“Spock, how do your parents make it work? There's got to be plenty of culture clashing between the logic and emotion. I don't think I've heard of any Vulcan-Human marriages before, but they seem pretty content together." "It is the only known bond between the two species," Spock admitted. "There is an unfortunate amount of prejudice from both sides, but my mother and father are very attached to each other despite the differences. I often find myself......torn between two sides: Not Vulcan enough for my father's people, and not human enough for my mother's." She said this all in a cool, matter-of-fact tone that made Jim sad. "As I have grown better able to control my human half with logic, the subtle insults ceased to provoke a reaction." "Insults?" Jim asked in disbelief. "I'd think Vulcans would be too logical to deliberately do that, Especially about a person's heritage." He was used to being called a dog, pet, needy slut, lazy scum and worthless wretch, but who would dare say cruel things to Spock? "I regret to say it does happen, unfortunately," Spock said, sitting ramrod straight on a cushion. "Not blatantly, but subtly done in what humans would call a "passive-aggressive" manner. And young Vulcans can be quite illogical." "They bullied you?" Jim asked, deeply annoyed on her behalf. "Several of the more unenlightened did. I admit I physically assaulted my own bondmate after he used a derogatory term for my mother." Jim grinned. "You socked him one, didn't you?" "If by "socked" you mean struck him with my fist, then I did indeed do so," Spock said, not looking repentant at all. But wait, what had she meant by bondmate? "What's a bondmate, Spock? Your boyfriend?" She almost smiled. "Not in the human sense of the word. Vulcan’s telepathic bonds are much more permanent and usually the mate is selected for them at an early age if the two minds are found to be compatible. Mine, however, was broken by mutual consent several years ago." "It would be hard to be with someone who says stuff about your mother and probably thinks it too," Jim mused, running his fingers through his still long, wavy hair. "That wouldn't bode well if you can read each other's thoughts." "We are taught to shield our minds as youths," Spock explained patiently. "Otherwise there would be many accidental invasions of privacy by sheer incidental contact. Even bonded couples must show restraint when necessary. Probing into someone's thoughts without permission is abhorrent in our culture. So you need not worry, James." Wow, she'd cleverly turned that conversation away from herself again. Jim certainly had more questions about bonds, but he set them aside for later. "I know, Spock. It's refreshing to find that respect at last. Where I've been, people take what they want by any means necessary. If I fought it, it only made things worse because I had no rights at all. Even being worked to the bone was preferable to that." He got up and yawned. "Well, I'm going to hit the hay now, Spock. It's been good learning more about Vulcans. See you in the morning." Spock looked puzzled. "There is no hay in the immediate vicinity for you to hit, Jim." "It's a human figure of speech, Spock," Jim chuckled. "We have a lot of weird sayings. Just means I'm going to bed." He could practically see her mentally adding it to her list of bizarre human expressions, probably many taught by her mother. The corner of her pretty mouth turned up a bit. "Very well, Jim. Sleep well." "Night, Spock."

#kirk x spock #spirk #my fics #genderswap

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spones for the ship asks?

Send Me A Ship And I’ll Tell You Who…

Drinks all of the coffee

BONES for real. Doctor is grumpy in the morning (and maybe hungover) without his coffee. Spock doesn’t drink coffee (not even Vulcan Mocha) but he drinks tea and they’d squabble over whether hot tea is better than iced and why coffee is bad for you/stunts your growth (which would infuriate Bones) while tea is good for you “without a clotting amount of sucrose” (more angry Bones). Spock tries coffee ONCE and underestimates how powerful it is (Bones might have added espresso) which causes him to spend alpha shift trying to do everyone’s jobs at once. It annoys the crap out of most of the crew but Kirk thinks it’s the best thing ever. He tries to convince Bones to do the same thing with liquor.

Brings up adopting a pet

Spock. He’s such an animal lover. Brings up getting a Sehlat and Bones teases him about wanting a teddy bear until he *sees* the h u g e freaking things (as Spock goes up to one and calmly pets it) and is a little impressed that baby Spock managed one. Though he’d never say that of course. Eventually they decide that Starfleet takes up too much of their time to properly care for a pet while they’re in it. When they retire they go to Vulcan (Bones can take the heat, he’s from the south) with a sehlat named Tiberius that Bones “spoils rotten” according to Spock, and a sort of weird bioengineered dog named Hank that looks like a bloodhound but was built for the Vulcan atmosphere. (Spock voices some doubt to this fact given that Hank seems to always be sleeping. Bones tells him Hank’s resting up incase something good happens.)

Kills the bugs

Bones. He grew up in the SOUTH for godsake. Spock would merely shoo them away or trap them then release them outside. (There are no bugs in space so this is either on missions or back home) Though Spock actually likes bugs and will catch them for fun/to examine. Bones does not like this especially since Spock will cavalierly walk up to him and hold out his hands only to reveal a huge/possibly alien/hairy bug thing and start lecturing Bones on what it is while Bones tries to remember what a normal heartrate feels like.

Cooks the meals

Bones. Good ol’ Georgian cooking (though he’s a bit of a bachelor in the sense that he only cooks when he HAS to and would rather have someone else cook it. He doesn’t mind synthesized food but he swears he can taste the difference despite Spock informing him there’s no molecular difference.) Spock isn’t very enthusiastic about Bone’s cooking because he’s Vulcan and they think saltines are too flavorful but Bones CAN NOT tolerate Vulcan food so if someone’s cooking it’s him.

Starts getting into holidays way before they should

They’re both grumpy when it comes to holidays but down to the wire Bones probably celebrates more than Spock. He at least had traditions around Christmas and Halloween and the like. Spock wasn’t raised to celebrate earth holidays but might participate. (If Bones forces him) Spock observes Vulcan holidays (though there aren’t very many) with the exact amount of enthusiasm as he was taught to display. He’s not very interested in trying to get Bones to learn the disciplines of Surak, though after they get into a fight (debate?) over Bones’ disrespect of Vulcans/their culture, the doctor tries to learn a little just to be supportive. (He still cannot perform the ta'al though. Spock thinks it’s funny but he would never say.)

Initiates the couple selfies

Kirk. HEAR ME OUT! Spock thinks photographs should be used solely for documenting important things/research/etc and Bones is a Grumpy Old Guy™ who definitely complains about the younger generation (Kirk) taking so many goddamn selfies. So they would have approximately 3 photos of the two of them and they’d likely all be official group photos from Starfleet events. But Kirk ships them HARD (his two best friends dating is hilariously cute to him) and would, as a result, sneak photos of them whenever possible. Them eating in the mess hall, playing chess, talking on the bridge, and ONCE a photo of them exchanging a brief Vulcan kiss before a particularly dangerous mission. (I still think that Spock sticking his tongue down Uhura’s throat was OOC as hell. Inappropriate and emotional not to mention breaking regulations and revealing their secret relationship. He wouldn’t even break regulations when it meant he was gonna DIE. But I digress.) Spock eventually catches on and his ears will flush green if he sees Kirk photographing them (which only makes the photos cuter according to the captain) but Bones doesn’t catch on until Kirk forgets to turn off the flash one time and tries to take a picture of Bones feeding Spock a piece of alien cuisine on a mission. The flash goes off and everyone goes dead silent and Bones just sloooowly turns to Kirk and there’s a pause before Kirk stands up and HAULS ASS OUT OF THERE screaming “BEAM ME UP!!!” into his communicator as Spock attempts to restrain a near-rabid-Bones.

Kirk escapes alive, though his next few doctors appointments include a lot of hypos.

Forgets the birthdays and anniversaries

On the one hand, Spock is Vulcan and probably doesn’t care. On the other, his memory is near perfect. Bones doesn’t seem the type to care about anniversaries much unless it’s a BIG one (marriage) but he’ll definitely get Spock birthday presents (either gag gifts he presents with an overly cheerful air or serious ones he hucks at Spock grumblingly and leaves before the Vulcan can react). Spock will either ask Bones what he wants to have happen for his birthday or seek Kirk’s assistance (which might not end well) in throwing a party/giving him presents.

Always ends up with too much junk food after grocery shopping

Bones but barely. He’s a doctor and Spock is a Vulcan so neither would be overly into junkfood (Kirk coughcough) but Bones does enjoy his southern delights (peach pie, apple fritters, liquor, etc) while Spock’s idea of indulgence is adding redspice to his plomeek soup.

Nicknames the other

BONES are you KIDDING ME?! He’s constantly giving his hobgoblin green blooded pointy eared robot alien boyfriend nicknames. He finds out which ones Spock is too sensitive about and doesn’t use them but Spock grows to understand the doctor means them affectionately. (Well. Not affectionate when they first met, but… over time) Spock retaliates ONCE and it nearly scars Bones for life. He had just made some crack about how dating Spock was the same as standing next to a wall and calling it “darling” and Spock (in front of the entire bridge and without turning away from his screen) said “That statement is illogical given that walls cannot hear nor speak. I am able to do both along with several other amorous activities you do not seem to mind, *darling*.”

Kirk passed out from laughing so hard and Bones didn’t revisit the bridge for a solid week.

#bones #spock #spones #star trek #aos #tos #idk what verse i can picture both #ask #answered #ship #mccoy #kirk

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speedygal · 7 years

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Add on to McCoy is a Medium post

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Can you imagine how Harold tries to raise his three little boys? Like, actually, going up to Trekkers and asking them on tumblr, “What should Ii be aware of when raising a Vulcan child?” and following on stories featuring them which is rare and aggravating. S’Tamuel,George, and Sterek. He makes sure they don’t each get chocolate and checks for anything he is buying for the children. Means no chocolate cake. NOthing with chocolate. When his boys come out with imaginary friends but they turn out to be dead people! AND HAROLD IS LIKE “LENNY, YOUR KIDS ARE MEDIUMS” And McCoy laughs in disbelief until they describe a person he is seeing right now in the house. They tell the teachers at the schools their children go to regarding not having chocolate and offer up something different. Peanuts. The children are apparently into them.

Harold asks if it is common for Vulcan children to see ghosts and the collective answer is “No. Not really.” Harold helping one of the older boys, Sterek and S’Tamuel with their homework and the boys cheating by using his answers floating in his head and McCoy tells them to stop it. McCoy warns them abut getting onto the internet and reading fanfics regarding their dads. Cue boys doing exactly that. Harold is not pleased when they complain to him about reading terrible writing and how scarred they are that their fathers were turned into awful representations of them. The boys work together to make fics regarding their fathers based on stories that McCoy told them and their memories. Harold is impressed. They don’t write any form of smut. Some of McCoy’s accounts are more or less inaccurate because of grounds of “This is rated R and telling you shouldn’t know when we had sex.” Harold plots with Denny to give McCoy the best birthday ever on their first year as a married couple with help from Hank Son and Alan. The kids participate by going over to a friends house wearing prosthetics that Harold purchases from a Trekker, a doctor, (who has seen the boys and is their doctor). The boys sometimes sleep with their parents after they have nightmares. McCoy helps the boys understand their gift when he doesn’t even understand theirs because shit it is not supposed to be this way. Harold fails to comfort them about their surfacing gift. Harold’s father makes some appearances and sometimes makes sure they get to bed while being vague as hell. He appears everywhere when it comes to his son and it annoys McCoy to no end. Sam Grayson is vague as hell and talks of foreign businesses that scare the boys into NOT GOING INTO BUSINESS. LIKE EVER. NEVER. OVER THEIR DEAD BODIES. George gets the same treatment and he decides to be a vetenarian. Harold is marveled at their dedication for preparing for the field they want to be in. AND DID THEY STEAL A BEAR DOG PUP FROM A BREEDER? The dog keeps coming back.

McCoy has to tell the dog that it must stay where they drop it off and then he has a eureka moment. He calls Hank Son on a unrelated case and lets Harold take it back to the breeder. The dog escapes again and this time it is there to stay. McCoy likens it to a sehlat. Harold asks Tumblr what a Sehlat is and he gets a rough picture what to expect. Harold pioneers kid fic for Vulcan children in the fandom without intending to. George is Harold’s favorite child and sometimes he stumps Harold with his questions that are about life in general and are very philosophical. McCoy is fine with it and they have same pretty deep conversations as George grows older. George is pro-choice, pro immigration, pro science, and pro everything. George joins in protests regarding the climate and basic rights. Harold has to pick him up when he gets jailed. George resembles Spock and Jim at once reminding McCoy of his glory days with his husbands. Their fic attracts a agent that turns it into a movie series and McCoy gets a role as the prime version of himself. Harold gets a role as Elder Spock since Spock’s actor’s counterpart is dead. They fit the movie into their schedule. Their bear dog protects their house and family when it comes to home intruders. Harold worries over McCoy, too much, because how often McCoy gets into danger for the sake of justice for a ghost and their little family. Once McCoy had surgery for a tumor on his brain stem and procrastinated to save his familys lives and ended up being in a coma for three months after the life saving surgery. Harold grew a goatee out instead of a beard and chased reporters away from their house and from his boys when coming home/leaving home. When they go vacationing, and someone is after them, Harold and the children join a student tour group and blend in easily. Sometimes Harold hates how his children can be Mediums because they know how and when one of them sees the future of his work and he doesn’t get to guess anything but he loves McCoy and his boys and he wouldn’t change it. Harold embodies the pa pa wolf trope. And gives a mean protective impression on their future boyfriends/girlfriends. Their bear dog growls at people they should be alarmed by and is such a big sap toward McCoy and the boys and Harold.

His children learning to deal with reality and how to handle opinions on their parents or more importantly, Leonard McCoy being insulted. Harold picks them up and when he hears it, he agrees he would have done the same thing. Harold gets annoyed that he can’t have the experience or the rite of passage to drive with his sons and this annoyance shows because they see it and panic about his reactions when it happens. Amanda Grayson loves the boys and she knows what they really are but abides by McCoy’s rules. By the time the boys are teenagers, he knows what to do and how to handle this. McCoy had cancer scares, his children had alcoholic scares because some teachers forgot and they came home drunk. They don’t wear their prosthetics when home. He sticks up for his boys when he realizes their female classmates are using them or a male classmate is using them and takes drastic measures to protect his Vulcans. Harold often times has to go to parent teacher conferences without McCoy because he is part of a case and he is partially glad about it because his husband doesn’t like them and he gets a bad feeling from them. They juggle with their careers and schooling and hormonal vulcan teenagers. Harold and McCoy give Sterek and S’Tamuel the talk when they are of age. The boys get into fights often and Harold has McCoy do the talking after they get really hurt. At the end of the day, he wants to cuddle with his husband and go to sleep and possibly be wake up in the middle of the night because his husband had a dream. Harold understands how Spock must have felt with his husband in a three month long coma and feeling lost and in desperation. Harold is a loving, dotting husband and family man who thrives off chaos. They rake in thousands of dollars thanks to the movies and McCoy becomes a well known figure in the scifi community. The rebooted star trek TOS series is bearable largely due to Vulcan being intact with the second movie based on the great barrier and ESP PHENOMANON featuring Benedict Cumberbatch as Gary Mitchelle and Alice Eve as Elizabeth Dehner. McCoy thinks Harold should earn a medal for weathering through being waken up by his gift and standing by all these years. Harold thinks he all ready has a medal. McCoy is his medal.

#leonard mccoy #star trek au #spones au #Harold Grayson #aka Spock's human counterpart #been really thinking of making this post #medium au

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