starlight.

ᴛʜᴇ sᴛᴀʀʟɪɢʜᴛ ɪ ᴡɪʟʟ ʙᴇ ᴄʜᴀsɪɴɢ ᴀ sᴛᴀʀʟɪɢʜᴛ ᴜɴᴛɪʟ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇɴᴅ ᴏƒ ᴍy ʟɪƒᴇ i don't know if it's worth it anymore~*~ [aos jim kirk indie rp account. please read the rules page.]

[captainofthesky]

hey does anyone know the plot of the iliad and nothing else who wants to be part of my senior project

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that’s CAPTAIN child to you

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James Tiberius Kirk. [lilllllllll]

     “ Full name. Never a good sign. ”

     “ Yes, sir? ”

[daretheuniverse]

“Nothing. I just thought the “T” stood for something else.“

[captainofthesky]

  “ Yeah? Like what? Terrific? Tremendous? I’ll      also accept that – Tiberius is a terrible middle      name. Don’t know what my dad was thinking. ”

[daretheuniverse]

“Tiresome. Tricky. Thrill-seeking. Trouble. Your mother had so many to choose from. How about Tactical?assuming you’ve beaten Spock at chess yet.”

[captainofthesky]

  “ Thrill-seeking, I’ll take that one. Thrilling.      I am thrilling, sir.”

  “ Of course I’ve beaten him. He says I play      a very ‘illogical game of chess.’ I take that      as a compliment. ”

[bettercalltrek-deactivated20151]

Reblog if it’s okay to send you asks and get to know you

[theweirdwendigo]

Reblog if you don't mind getting asks while you're offline

[captainofthesky]

James Tiberius Kirk. [lilllllllll]

     “ Full name. Never a good sign. ”

     “ Yes, sir? ”

[daretheuniverse]

“Nothing. I just thought the "T” stood for something else.“

[captainofthesky]

  “ Yeah? Like what? Terrific? Tremendous? I’ll      also accept that -- Tiberius is a terrible middle      name. Don’t know what my dad was thinking. ”

[captainofthesky]

James Tiberius Kirk. [lilllllllll]

     “ Full name. Never a good sign. ”

     “ Yes, sir? ”

[numbtongue-deactivated20231221]

[clanculum]

I have two options for a Star Trek AU:

1. Enya is a lieutenant on the USS Enterprise as a ship historian. She records the ship’s events and actions on planets and catalogs them into the history banks of the ship. She keeps track of captain’s logs and mission reports, as well as creating history briefs to be used on missions on-planet. 

2. One day, the Inquisitor looks up from her normal spot in a tree just outside of Skyhold and sees a new star. Or something that looks like a star, hovering in the sky. Just as it appears abnormally, she sees an oddly dressed party walk through the forests surrounding the fortress. They don’t seem to be aggressive, but she can never be too sure. She stalks them from the trees and listens to them, identifying the leader as a Captain Kirk, along with two followers, a Dr. McCoy and Mr. Spock, who seems to be an odd sort of elf. Eventually, a confrontation occurs.

[spicyshimmy-blog]

the writing in star trek can be so poetic. so powerful. so life-changing. the philosophies presented, the poetry, the hopes and dreams for a brighter, better future among the stars

[heatheerly-blog]

everyone always talks about how wonderful Kirk’s tummy and chubbinesses is and how charming Spock’s tall, lanky frame is but nobody ever talks about McCoy’s super slender build or the way his back narrows downwards to give him incredibly feminine hips and i think that’s tragic. please talk about this. please talk about how flustered he gets when people mention it. please talk about how he wears his medical shirt 2 sizes too big to hide it. please talk about how he’s had to train himself to walk without his hips swaying. plea s e tal k about i t

[captainofthesky]

Please don’t reblog my roleplay posts unless you’re intending to roleplay.

[captainofthesky]

He stands upon a beautiful beach, layered in the pale pink sands of a great orange sea, a phenomenal purple sunset falling upon the horizon. The air is the freshest he’s smelled in days, and the breeze is warm, comforting on his face.

But he is wearing boots, and cannot feel the hot sand on his feet. He is encased in a yellow uniform, and cannot run forth into the welcoming tide. He has to return to the Enterprise. He has no hand to hold to walk along the beach. No beach to walk on.