space dangers

anonymous asked:

24 & 38 with Q?

24 - “I trusted you”
38 - “Oh well good for you” 

“I’m happy where I am, Q. I like being on a ship; not popping up all over the galaxy.”

Q just rolled his eyes, looking quite bored at your statement. “Oh, well good for you.” He mused out. “I’m so glad pushing buttons all day is more fun than hanging out with me.”

“I trusted you, Q.” Was your sharp response, stepping up into his personal space. “Putting me in danger all the time. Leaving me on planets when you got bored. I’m not going through that again.”

“I’ve changed! I promise; no more leaving whenever I get bored.”

“No, Q.”

Drabbles are closed

as a leftist its very hard balancing being both a weak triggered cuck who needs a safe space and being a dangerous domestic terrorist undermining free speech at the same time, in my busy schedule

daddy comes home and sees a band-aid on my leg
  • Daddy: What happened Princess ?! *grabs my leg and examines closely*
  • Me: *embarrassed* ummm ... I tried to shave my legs in the shower... and it bled...
  • Daddy: Silly girl, little babies don't shave their legs.
  • Me: ... but I'll be prickly like a little cactus *looks down*
  • Daddy: That's okay, Daddy doesn't mind having a cute little cactus. *hugs me and pets my head*
  • Me: *buried in Daddy's chest feeling so loved and so little*
  • Daddy: *tilts my chin up and looks at me in the eyes* wait for Daddy to help you next time. Razors are sharp and dangerous.

Star Trek (2009) dir. J.J.Abrams (1/3)

Don’t pander to me, kid. One tiny crack in the hull and our blood boils in thirteen seconds. Solar flare might crop up, cook us in our seats. And wait till you’re sitting pretty with a case of Andorian shingles, see if you’re so relaxed when your eyeballs are bleeding. Space is disease and danger wrapped in darkness and silence.