Looking For A Spirk Fic

Your blog has singlehandedly risen Samanda shippers and Sybok shippers

I need to get back to doing more Sarek and Amanda stuff

HAJDHAJHDJSD honestly, it’s mostly thanks to you guys who send me these asks, y’all are the true MVPs 😂😂😂

This pride please remember:

People in het appearing relationships but are still part of LGBTQIA+ are valid

As a bisexual/pansexual/not straight/queer bitch who is dating a guy I will not have my identity scratched cause I'm in a het relationship. Including my own internal bias, feeling like I can't take part in pride because I'm in a straight relationship. Also that I personally had a very easy relationship with my sexuality and felt no need to celebrate it until I learnt LGBTQIA+ history. Knowing that even if I found that who I dated was nobodies business, the struggle of others and the fight that queer people have gone through both within themselves and in society is something that needs prides marches. Needs to be recognised for the fight that it is.

TAG URSELF SYNTHETIC EDITION

KIRK: What’s that music you’re playing? UHURA: It’s beautiful. SPOCK: That was a simple scale. I was merely tuning the instrument. MCCOY: But you can play tunes on the contraption? SPOCK: I took second prize in the all-Vulcan music competition. MCCOY: Second prize. Who took first prize, Spock? SPOCK: My father. KIRK: Can you play a love song?

Very important actual deleted scene from “Elaan of Troyius”

Five: where's the coffee?

Klaus: nO! Daddy dearest banned the slurpy slurp go fAst bean juice. So nO caFfeinatiOn activaTIon for you little Fivey

Ben: ...

Five: ...

Dolores: ...

Five: im going back to fucking bed

no, I will not do my stupid human tasks, I will stare at the ceiling and yearn for something I'll never feel

No thoughts, only Spirk Brainrot.

Picrew ->https://picrew.me/image_maker/592999/complete?cd=1okN7IKXCy

Inevitable fansong for the bug wife 🐛

Normalise or tell me to get a therapist over feeling:

An immense amount of guilt daily but not always acting on it because its a horrible motivator. I want to help and fix and heal but I feel stuck and that I can't and that I'm useless.

That this guilt eats me up every time I think about it. That I still don't look up and search what I can do. That I put me and my mother's future above others. That I choose to sit on money I know can help the homeless/refugees, choosing to save it so I can buy a house to secure my mother's retirement. Choosing to use money I inherited. Not money I earnt. I don't know how to live with myself.

She saw her moment and got glossed up for it