Guys? Uhhhh, Guys????

guys? Uhhhh, Guys????

I was writing spirk fanfiction?????????

(also, headcannon that spock is always dtf crazy blond iowa boys)

Reem Acra, fall 2019 RTW

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I have some sort of processing disorder. I only figured that out during quarantine, when I stopped trying to put a filter on my thoughts and tried to talk to my family. I mostly make weird associations and can’t focus or make commitments.

I use he/they pronouns, and consider myself genderfluid. I’m still working on my own identity.

I’m terrified of growing up. I really don’t want to think about what happens when I  make a mistake. 

There’s a reason he’s not an engineer.

im obsessed with julian’s stint on the enterprise. its so fucking funny to me.

this man has the PRIVILEGE to visit starfleet’s literal flagship. and while hes there he first of all somehow gains unauthorised access to the sickbay. he then takes this utterly random piece of space junk he found in the gamma quadrant (which, he doesn’t know what it is or what it does) and he just fuckin. plugs the thing into the enterprise computer, directly into the literal flagship’s computer—this medical doctor, messing around with this unknown, inherently unpredictable alien contraption which then starts draining power from the ship enough to be noticed on the bridge.

and so he obviously gets caught doing this, by lieutenant commander data, but julian isn’t even slightly bothered. he proceeds to gush over how unique and cool data is and just starts chatting with him as if this was totally where he was supposed to be doing exactly what he was supposed to be doing and that this was a totally natural meeting.

and following this totally natural meeting he is then. he is then allowed to plug the aforementioned unpredictable piece of space junk DIRECTLY INTO THE WARP CORE. into the literal warp reactor of a galaxy class starship. this is the literal famous uss enterprise and our dear doctor is being allowed to hook this completely unknown alien device up to it. and THEN! of course! plugging the unknown piece of space junk into the warp core Doesn’t Go Well! and causes it to shoot a fucking WARP-POWERED ENERGY BEAM directly at data which literally nearly fries his positronic brain and literally almost fuckin kills him.

julian bashir visits the enterprise for ONE DAY and almost kills data and i am just obsessed with that

man i hecking love mushrooms

tell me something nice

oh shit