Hang In There. An Anonymous Fear Submitted To Deep Dark Fears - Thanks!

How's snom doin?

Fine... I'll do it myself

Deadpool is a mercenary, a popular one at that. How does it do it? Well he's not only batshit crazy and good at his job but he has, quite literally, fanbase-

He is the leader of a rock band because who would be ok with a merc being a celebrity of sorts if not some angsty (probably crazy too) teenagers- It's good advertising! Most of his audience tend to want to hire Deadpool afterall.

Spiderman is the hero of the little people and he plans to keep it that way- even if he is a broke student, even if he is balancing a few jobs and is dead tired...

Afterall, how else is he to save up money to buy more Deadpool merch and hopefully actually attend one of his concerts?

Sure- Spiderman isn't one to agree with Mercenary Deadpool... But that doesn't mean he doesn't have ears to listen to the man's music! He respects the art not the act.

You can only imagine his struggle when he meets Deadpool as Spiderman- hiding his excitement and thr fact that he must have an autograph all the while scolding his literal hero.

oh, worm?

go listen to Nobody Needs To Be Alone (A Jane Prentiss Fansong) by @sealsapocalypticmusic !

i just found this song today and im obsessed with it🥺💕

Going through bookmarks on AO3 and seeing a fic deleted is a special type of sadness…

Audio is from the mighty boosh, i saw it on tik tok and needed to draw it with them immediately

Why does this statement feel like it’s a taunt/threat against Celia?

Like she’s looking at alternate dimension research, combined with all the other evidence, and some memories clearly seem to bother her. We’ve learned this all very recently and the statement in this episode says and then commands and then threatens:

“You are here. Stay a while.”

That does not at all feel like a coincidence.

“These new Romulans. “Oh, Vulcans are the worst, and Vulcans ruin everything, and Vulcans try to take over your life.” It’s like, you know what, motherfucker? My First Officer is Vulcan. I know all of that. How do you know all of that?

I’m allowed to make fun of my First Officer. I asked him and he said yes. We’ve been working together for about three and a half years now and I signed up for the ship’s open mic night and, uh,–oh, thank you very much–and, uh, I love and respect my First Officer very much so I said to him, “Hey, we’ve been a command team for three and a half years” and he said, “We’ve been a command team for three years, seven months, eight days, fourteen hours and twenty-six minutes.” I said, “Do you mind if I make fun of you on stage?”

And my First Officer said, “Yes, I will permit you to perform humorous material about me on stage. But refrain from saying that I am a bitch and that you do not like me.” I was like, whoa, the bar is so much lower than I ever imagined. That’s it? Also, I wouldn’t say that. What kind of show would that even be? “Hello! My First Officer is a bitch and I don’t like him!” That’s like a support group for officers in crisis, with keynote speakers Admiral Marcus and Admiral Komack. Also I would never say that, not even as a joke, that my First Officer is a bitch and I don’t like him. That’s not true. My First Officer is a bitch and I like him so much. He is a dynamite six foot Vulcan bitch and he’s the best.

He and I have totally different styles. When my First Officer beams down to a planet, he does not give a shit what anyone thinks of him in any situation. He’s my hero. When I beam down to a planet, I need everybody, all day long, to like me so much. It’s exhausting. My First Officer said that beaming down with me is like beaming down with someone who’s running for mayor of nothing.

My First Officer and I went on a diplomatic mission. The negotiations weren’t going so well. I was afraid that the prime minister was gonna be mad at me, so we went to a banquet they were throwing. I’m talking to the prime minister with Spock–my First Officer’s name is Spock–he’s standing next to me. The prime minister introduces me to his daughter and he says, “Our planet would be proud to join the Federation if you would marry my daughter.” And I said, “I wish!” And then my First Officer said, “Illogical.” And fully walked away from me, walked all the way over to the drinks table and just stood there Blair Witch style. And I’m still talking to the prime minister and he goes, “Do you… Do you want to marry my daughter?” And I said, “No.” Even though I had just said it was my greatest wish in life. I was hoping that he believed me, that it was secretly my great wish and that I’m in an abusive secret relationship with Mister Illogical over here so I can’t ask for the things I want in public but on the ship at night we argue about it. And I’m like, “You’ll see! One day I’m gonna resign my commission and leave you and marry the prime minister’s daughter!” He’s like, “Illogical! You will never marry the prime minister’s daughter!”

My First Officer is Vulcan, as I said. I’m human. We have differences in our cultural upbringings and we realized this recently. Not with our kids, cause we don’t have any kids. People always ask us, “Are you gonna have kids?” And we say, “No.” And then they go, “Never? You’re never gonna have kids?” Look, I don’t know “never.” Seven years ago I got drunk and got into a fight with four guys the night before I signed up for Starfleet. Now I’m afraid to get a flu hypo. People change.”

Just wanna be someone else for a bit

Uhura never had another name during the series. One of the fan writers wrote “Upenda” - which means “peace” in Swahili, I understand — not officially, but in some of their fan writings. And it sort of took hold. But when they were going to do the official history of Star Trek in a published book, the writer called Gene and asked him was “Uhura” her first name or her last name? Gene said, “Well, Nichelle and I never decided.” We always leaned towards it being her last name because it’s taken from the Swahili “uhuru” which means freedom. So it would sort of be like the same as “Freeman.” So he said, “You can make it her last name.” The writer said, “What about her first name? I’ve come up with one in Swahili. It’s Nyota.” Gene said, “I can’t give you that permission because Nichelle and I named her together, and she has rights to that, so you’ll have to call her and get her permission.” So he gave him my number, and he called me and I laughed and was delighted. He said, “I have a name and it’s Nyota.” I said, “That’s quite beautiful. What does it mean?” He said, “It means ‘star’.” I said, “You can have my permission!” So I have since said that her name is Nyota Upenda Uhura, which would mean a free-floating star: “star of freedom and peace”. I like that.—NICHELLE NICHOLS

Tfw your archivist is getting kidnapped for the sixth time that week but that’s none of ✨your✨ business