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@nursesorders
my heart is a soft & sensitive mess
but you know Uhura would
Yvonne Strahovski - 24 Live Another Day | Behind the Scenes  [x/x]
â J.R.R. Tolkien, The Fellowship of the Ring
Character aesthetic for the ladies of Star Trek TOSâšHappy international womenâs day everybody <3
whenever i see majel barrett my heart goes đđâ€âŁđđđđđđ
theearthlyvulcanâ:
âWell I have several. I wasnât quite sure what you would enjoy so logic dictated I should pick more than one.âÂ
Tâlussek smiled as she adjusted her dress and smiled.
âI have Singing in the Rain, Carrie, and Marry Poppins. Though I wasnât quite sure if you would like to see just those so I have a large collection in my quarters. Also if youâd wish I could put on a Vulcan historical play if youâd like. ..âÂ
Tâlussek took a deep breath as she noticed she was rambling.
     Christine bit the inside of her cheek to keep from laughing. Carrie was quite the jump from the other two options, but she imagined that the amusing dichotomy was lost on the Vulcan so she decided to say nothing of it. Instead, she nodded and waved for Tâlussek to lead the way.
      âOh, a historical play would be lovely,â she said. âIâve always enjoyed theatre.â And it would be interesting to see the differences between Earthâs and Vulcanâs.
nursesorders asked:
"Is that a challenge...?"
@watsonofagun answered:
SUGGESTIVE STARTER.
     ââMaybe? Maybe not? I mean, thereâs a huge difference      between a doctor and a nurse, yeah? So itâs more like an      experiment.â
      âI wouldnât say that there is a huge difference,â she laughed, pretending to give a disdainful sniff. âReally, itâs just a matter of authority.â Christine flashed him a daring glance. âNot necessarily skill.â
this was a great episode for faces
immortals falling for mortals
immortals getting clingy and needy because you have so little time we need to make the most of it
and their lovers being like chill iâve still got like fifty years and weâve already spent decades together weâve been like all around the world by now but rly all I need is you
and just, no, you donât understand thatâs not nearly enough for all the things I want to show you please why are you slowing down I know but youâre tired a lot lately wait no
donât
go
bastardswxrdâ:
He closed his eyes, savoring the sensation of her. Warm waves of delight washed over him. His heart glowed in his chest at the sound of those words and he turned his head, catching her lips with his own.     He shivered beneath her, savoring the feeling of her hips shifting in his hands as their bodies rubbed together through their clothes. It was incredible, and only made him hungrier for deeper intimacy.     Purring in response, he leaned back enough to help her from her clothes. âYou donât even have to ask, mâna.â
      âThank you.â Christine sat up, and turned just so that he could help her with the fastening on her tunic. The cool of the cabin made her shiver as the wrap pulled away, revealing pink lace. A blush to match dusted Christineâs cheeks and she looked away, shy.Â
      âJust a minute...â Maneuvering herself to the edge of the bed, her tunic dropped to the floor and soon her stockings joined them. âThere... now, may I return the favor?â
aviophobicâ:
âOnly?â He wants to chuckle at what must surely be a joke, but his eyes search hers, and Leonard can tell thereâs something she seeks. Some reassurance she wouldnât dare ask for outright, either because she is partially ashamed of needing it or because she isnât certain just how she ought to put it into words.Â
âYouâre not âonly justâ anything,â he tells her, thumb gently ghosting along the side of her face. Leonard wants to tell he that sheâs the opposite; that sheâs everything and more, far more than he or any other man deserves, but thatâs laying it on a bit thick for their very first foray into romance and he knows that.
Leonard blinks slowly once, twice, and pauses before leaning in again for another round of slow, sensual kisses. Thereâs something in her gaze that brings him up short, telling him heâd best proceed with caution. Thereâs something wrong. Â
âHey,â he prompts softly, subtly easing a bit of his body weight away from hers so that Christine isnât quite as firmly pressed against the wall heâd crowded her against, attempting to offer her a little space if sheâs beginning to feel closed in. âYou okay? If youâre not - if this isnât - thatâs. Sâalright.â
     Christine closes her eyes when he kisses her again, wishing she could fall into the sensation and forget everything else that keeps curling inside her.Â
      âNo, no-- this is alright, this is more than alright.â A deep breath to steady herself, to push away the clouds. âItâs just that...â Here she struggles; would he think sheâs childish if she told him the truth?Â
      âI donât want this to be meaningless,â Christine says, finding no better way to explain herself. âEven if itâs just tonight.â
headcanon: heartbeats
Christine loves listening to the heartbeats of people she cares about, be it a lover or just a friend. While some people find the sound uncomfortable, she finds great calm in hearing the steady rhythm of a heart. Itâs a warm reminder that the person is alive and well, warm and real.
She has always loved the sound, but after the incident with Roger and Andrea on Exo III, heartbeats became extraordinarily comforting.
sentence prompts â milk & honey
â i want to apologize to all the women i have called beautiful before iâve called them intelligent or brave â
â i am sorry i made it sound as though something as simple as what youâre born with is âÂ
â all you have to be proud of â
â you are resilient â
â you are extraordinary â
â I didnât leave because I stopped loving you â
â I left because the longer I stayed the less I loved myself. â
â loneliness is a sign you are in desperate need of yourself. â
â every time you tell your daughter you yell at her out of love you teach her to confuse anger with kindness â
â you tell me to quiet down â
â i was not made with a fire in my belly so i could be put out â
â i was not made with a lightness on my tongue so i could be easy to swallow â
â i was made heavy half blade and half silk difficult to forget and not easy for the mind to follow â
â women like you drown oceans â
â if you were born with the weakness to fall you were born with the strength to rise â
â our backs tell stories no books have the spine to carry â
â stay strong through your pain â
â bloom beautifully dangerously loudly bloom softly â
â i am water soft enough to offer life tough enough to drown it away â
â for you to see beauty here does not mean there is beauty in me it means there is â â beauty rooted so deep within you you canât help but see it everywhere â
â do not look for healing at the feet of those who broke you â
â what is stronger than the human heart which shatters over and over and still lives â
â you might not have been my first love but you were the love that made all other loves seem irrelevant â
â how is it so easy for you to be kind to people â
â nothing even matters except love and human connection who you loved â
â but perhaps that isnât such a good thing cause they always tend to leave â
â i have what i have and i am happy iâve lost what iâve lost and i am still happy â
â the thing about writing is I canât tell if itâs healing or destroying â
â people go but how they left always stays â
â the world gives you so much pain and here you are making gold out of it â
â how you love yourself is how you teach others to love you â
â you must never trade honesty for relatability â
â she was a rose in the hands of those who had no intention of keeping her â
â fall in love with your solitude â
â i always get myself into this mess â
â i am hopelessly a lover, and a dreamer, and that will be the death of me â
â you look at me and cry everything hurts â
â everything can heal â
â what i miss most is how you loved me â
god not to be dramatic but no child in the whole of existence deserves to suffer and if i had a super power itâd be to find a good and loving home for every single child in the world bc they really do deserve nothing short of being loved and accepted and protected
Your OTP tightly embracing after narrowly surviving a perilous battle. As Person A pulls away, they find their hands soaked crimson with blood that isnât theirs. Person B can only mutter an âoopsâ before leaning against a wall and sinking to the ground, finally realizing how much blood they lost.