Kira: Aren't You A Woman? Jadzia: I'm Trill So I Can't Answer That Without Five Historians And An Anthropologist

Putting this in my wallet like it’s a photo of my wife.

Enterprise Gothic (TOS edition)

It takes 430 crew to run the Enterprise. A landing party is sent out. It takes 429 crew to run the Enterprise.

Everyone keeps saying that your ship’s first officer is the best first officer in the fleet. It’s true that he’s very good at his job, but you’ve been keeping track and he’s tried to hijack the ship on at least three separate occasions so far. What the hell is going on with all the other first officers in the fleet, you wonder.

You order a chicken sandwich and coffee. You receive a plate of tribbles. This is different from every other time you’ve ordered a chicken sandwich and coffee, when you’ve received a plate of Play-Doh cubes.

Another landing party is sent out. It takes 428 crew to run the Enterprise.

You don’t even remember what chicken sandwiches and coffee taste like, and yet you keep ordering them anyway. One day, you hope, the replicator will deliver. Something other than those cubes. Something other than tribbles. You hope.

You wonder if it’s a sin against god to eat a tribble.

You wonder if god could even find you in space.

You find god in space.

The landing party fights him.

It takes 427 crew to run the Enterprise.

The first officer and the ship’s doctor are insulting each other on the bridge. This is how you know you’ve made it to safety.

The first officer and the ship’s doctor are working together as a coordinated team. This is how you know there is an imminent threat of absolute destruction.

There have been so many imminent threats of absolute destruction.

You find a chicken sandwich and coffee. It is almost definitely a mind trick conjured by an incredibly intelligent race of aliens millennia beyond human development.

The aliens want you to stop fighting. They do not give you the chicken sandwich or the coffee. 

You’ve been en route to shore leave for six months. Strange things keep urgently diverting the ship along the way. You worry that you’ll be sent out in a landing party before you ever get your leave.

It takes 426 crew to run the Enterprise.

My favorite thing about Body Parts (s4e24) is that Garak was obviously never going to kill Quark. He just decides to spend an afternoon in the holosuites demonstrating his terrifying skills for kicks. Then he solemnly promises Quark that he will definitely kill him very soon –

And you never see him again in that episode. He just goes to the Replimat and orders a spice pudding and eats it while reading poetry or something.

the thinggggg the thing about kira and jadzia is that. jadzia is so so so full of joy and the measured, steady, unshakeable optimism of someone much older than she is. but she wasn't always like that, she was a lonely, anxious, nerdy kid who "grew up" 300 years in the span of a single medical/spiritual operation. and a big part of that experience was the dedicated training she got towards knowing herself, knowing her needs and desires and how to meet them, so that she wouldn't get drowned out by the rest of dax. right

and she comes to ds9 and she meets kira, a lonely, anxious fighter who was an adult by the time she was 10, who never had the opportunity to know more about herself than what was strictly necessary--that she is strong, that she makes a good leader, that she can do anything she sets her mind to. but she never figured out what she might like to set her mind to, because freedom was the only thing it was possible to want.

and jadzia sees her old self in kira's face, in the bowstring-tight lines of her, and jadzia takes her by those aching shoulders and says Hey. do you want to know yourself? do you want to know what joy is? do you want to play?

Yeah, I like star trek! That's the one with Spirk, Kock, boney boy, Nichelle Nichols, Scotland, various women, Oh My, and Russia incarnate, right?

No? Do you mean the one with french Shakespeare, Mr bi, Data, Ms bi, Dr milf, her son, and Worf?

Still no??? Hmm, what about, Cpt Jesus, repressed lesbian, a literal worm, Worf, Dr twink, Traumatized, Cop, Capitalist, and Morn?

mortifying

space catholic guilt

the first episode of star trek tng:

hi everyone! meet the crew! wow, this guy's got a temper. this one's an android! uh-oh, a spooky alien has appeared!

the first episode of star trek ds9:

post-traumatic stress disorder

Concept of Julian Bashir on Cardassia working in hospitals and constantly having like 12 Cardassian babies hanging off of him for the heat that he radiates. Then he goes to pick up dinner after work from a local restaurant and the cashier’s hand lingers when handing him back his food and just kinda holds his hand for a long time marvelling at his warmth. Then he goes home to his lizard man husband who attaches himself like an invasive species as they lie in bed to fall asleep together. Julian Bashir is content.

Feel like Odo would spend his entire life telling people that he never collects keepsakes and never puts any decorations up, but one day one of the Bajoran children on DS9 would give him a slightly crumpled piece of paper with a scribbled drawing of them and Odo together. And he would act grateful but very nonchalant about it, being like “this is very nice of you, but I have no need for it”, until Kira or Quark or someone walks into his office and sees it on the corner of his desk, with a little frame around it