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[I am just so sick of how much everyone loves Jadzia. Yeah she’s super smart and wise and spunky and brave and on top of everything she’s PRETTY and everyone wants her. But of course she HAD to be pretty. Otherwise none of the other stuff would have worked. Nobody writes a character who is all of those other things and not pretty. Everyone gets so excited about how Jadzia isn’t “just” pretty. But why did she have to be pretty at all? Why couldn’t she exist on her merits alone? ]
Nine Worlds Panel Call - Queer Dax

So @nine-worlds-geekfest is happening this year and put out a call for content a while back. I submitted three ideas not expecting to get even one and I’ve gotten all three. And at this point I need participants! There is a database some place of people who’ve volunteered for panels but accessing that is via remote and a lucky dip so I’m going for tumblr first.

I’m putting out a separate post for each as they’re different topics but you can find the post for ‘Dumbledore: Good or Evil?’ and ‘Redemption in Sci-Fi’ if you click through. 

This one is going to be harder though, because I’m looking specifically for participants who ID as a range of diverse LGBTQ+ backgrounds. 

Queer Dax

For those unsure if I mean Dax as in Star Trek: Deep Space Nine, that is exactly who I mean. It has long occurred to me, and others, that there a lot to explore about Dax, and Dax’s impact on their hosts, in regards to gender identity and sexual orientation that is touched on for all of five minutes in the show itself.

I myself am a cis asexual woman. So I’m looking for people who are trans, non-binary, pansexual, bisexual, or gay. LGBTQ+ basically. I want to look into Dax themselves, and if their core identity changes over time with different hosts. How past hosts and identities impact a new host upon blending. What would a society formed around blended Trill be like in regards to its views on gender and sexual identity? And for this I want panelists from different backgrounds, with their own perspectives and experiences to contribute.

Its an aspect of Star Trek I’ve long wanted to see explored. DS9 is my fave of the Treks and Dax one of the most interesting characters around. And one of my favourites. So that I get to do this panel is amazing, and for that I need help.

If you’re interested, please drop me a message in my inbox with why you’re interested and your background. And if you’re not, or am simply unsure, please spread this post around. This is going to be the hardest of my three panels to fill, I think, so all help is appreciated.

Pentecost and nerds! XD (Funny)

So it’s Pentecost today, which celebrates the Holy Spirit appearing as flames above the Apostles and suddenly everyone who saw them come outside heard their own language being spoken. It’s the birth of the church, basically.

To celebrate it, the priest giving the homily encouraged everyone to turn to someone and say something to them in another language.

So John (choir director) turned to me and says something in French. I replied, “I have no idea what you said. Anyway, nuq’neH?” *

John almost fell off his chair laughing. Like, he had to take his glasses off and wipe the tears off his eyes. I cracked up because he was laughing so hard. We couldn’t look at each other for the rest of Mass without getting the giggles. 

He later said it was hilarious to him because “you’re so tiny and you let out this deep growling Klingon voice, that’s not something I expected from you!” 

Awesomeness number 1: He recognized it was Klingon.
Awesomeness number 2: I surprised the hell out of him.

Sometimes, being unexpected is funny. :)

* I basically said “what do you want?” which is how Klingons say “Hey, wazzup?”

(I am NOT fluent in Klingon, btw :P)

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[Not really a confession, but your recent posts made me think in how much I respect and am grateful for the DS9 actors. Be it Nana Visitor refusing to do the Kira/Dukat love storyline, Avery Brooks refusing to do Sisko abandoning forever his wife and unborn child or Alexander Siddig doing awful impressions of his lines until they stopped trying to change Julian’s personality, they seemed to be the ones to care the most about the characters and the fans, the ones wanting to do a good job in a way that most of the people in charge really didn’t care about doing.]
Sense (Bones McCoy x Reader)

Prompt: 350. “You deserve so much better.”353. “YOU DID WHAT?!”357. “You don’t need to protect me.”



“Bones, calm down. It’s just a date,” you sighed, resting your hands on your hips.

“With Garret?” he asked, incredulous. “You’re really going to go on a date with a womanizer only slightly less notorious than Jim? What the hell’s the matter with you?”

Rolling your eyes, you scowled at your friend as you crossed your arms.

“Why do you care so much, huh? You don’t need to protect me; I can handle myself,” you insisted.

“Why would you agree to go out with him?” he pressed on, as if he hadn’t heard you. “You’re one of the only people on this God forsaken ship with a lick of sense; you must know that he just wants you for-”

“You know what?” you interrupted, shaking your head. “I don’t need to hear this. I don’t know why you care so much, but, frankly, you’re insulting me right now.” You started walking towards the door, intent on leaving, but you felt his hand wrap around your upper arm. “Let me go!” you commanded, but he just shook his head.

“You deserve so much better,” he growled. “You should be with someone who actually cares about you, not your body.”

“Well no one does!” you suddenly yelled, wrenching your arm from his grasp. “No one fucking cares! Especially not the man I actually love!”

“Then he’s an idiot, too, for not-”

“It’s you, Bones!” you cried, heart racing in both anger and shock at your sudden confession. “It’s you. I’ve loved you since we were cadets, and you never saw me as anything more than a-”

You were interrupted by his lips crashing down onto yours, and you froze in shock, unable to do anything except cautiously move your lips against his. Pulling away too soon, Bones cupped your cheeks and tilted your head so you were looking directly at him.

“I was right; you don’t have any sense,” he murmured. “Especially since you haven’t seen how absolutely crazy I am for you.”

Letting out the deep breath you were holding, you surged forward and claimed his lips with yours once again, pressing as close as you could to him. Smiling faintly against you, he pulled back just enough to speak against your lips.

“Now,” he mumbled, rubbing circles against your cheekbones, “Promise me the only dates you’ll be going on will be with me?”

With a small smile, you nodded, staring into the eyes you’d come to love so much.

“I promise.”

So in honor of Anton yelchins death I’d like to tell you all the story of how I accidentally impersonated him on court record. Feel free to read or not too, it’s a bit long.

When I was about 14, my mother and I were in Kroger, grocery shopping for the week, and a cash register exploded. No alarms went off, but when we reached the front there were toxic fumes spewing from one of the conveyor belts. I was coughing a lot so, mom put our names down on a list of witnesses in case I came down with something more serious.

Fast forward to the summer after I turned 16 and a man shows up at our door with court papers. I have completely forgotten the entire incident, in fact I’d just woken up. It turns out an elderly lady had sued Kroger in order to pay part of her medical bills for lung problems that could have been caused by the incident.

A couple months later, mom and I go and do depositions, and they ask us to be full witnesses.

The next spring mom checks me out early from school, I change into decent clothes the car, and we have to go to the enormous courthouse in downtown little rock. I’ve never been there, and even the small heels I had on made this cool echoey click on the tile floors. So we wait. And wait. And wait. Outside the courtroom. It’s hot. I’m nervous. Really nervous. There’s going to be a bunch of people looking at me, asking me strange questions about an incident I barely remember at all. I’m sweating through my white blouse, hoping it doesn’t show in the strange sunlight filtering through the stained glass windows. They finally open the big wooden doors (somewhat like I imagine the ones in the great hall at Hogwarts would be like) and let me in, and I get up there on the stand, and the first thing they ask after swearing in is of course, “what’s your name?”
“Annika” I say. The next thing they ask is how old I am. And in a perfect impression of Chekhov in the rebooted Star Trek movie I say
“Sewenteen sir”

Moral of the story: Somewhere deep in Arkansas court record is an accidental Star Trek reference I made. Also. I couldn’t miss Anton Yelchin more.

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[I am disturbed at how the writers wrote Kassidy Yates becoming pregnant. How they had written was that the birth control failed, which in and of itself is not the real issue. The thing I took issue with is that she AND Sisko had to take 24th century birth control in order for the birth control to actually work. As a woman watching the show, I am deeply disturbed that future birth control was represented in such a way that makes it codependent instead of independent.]

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[Sisko allowed his pursuit of Eddington to become personal. He even went to hunt him down in a ship that shouldn’t have been going on a routine study mission let alone a hostile situation. All the while disobeying direct orders from his superiors. He allowed his personal feelings to cloud is judgement. How am I supposed to respect him as a Starfleet captain when he does things like that?]

anonymous asked:

dear boyfriend?

Yeah, sure!

Dear boyfriend, @boredpoetsociety ,
You are so strong it’s scary. I know you don’t like really know how to react when people call you strong, but you are. It’s been said that strength and courage do not always roar, that sometimes getting out of bed in the morning can illustrate great strength. You have been through so many trying things, and you have come out alive every time. You are special, you are important, and you are loved. I love you more than words can say. The first time I saw you, I knew somehow that you would be in my life, and that you would never leave. I don’t know how, but I did. I’ve never been more myself with anyone else in my entire life. I can be a nerd around you, and I’m not talking “lol I’m such a #nerd” I mean messaging you at 12am about my deep love of Star Trek Voyager and emotionally gushing about Supernatural, and you still stay. You actually embrace every aspect of me. You hold me while I am in my lows, and you soar with me in my highs. Even though we’re long distance, I’ve never felt closer to anyone else in my entire life. You and I are truly a team, and I couldn’t ever imagine being with anyone else. Because I’d been so deeply scarred by men in my past, I honestly used to say towards the beginning of the relationship that I’d move on and be okay if we didn’t work out. That life would go on. But now I find it incredibly hard to imagine a life without you. I could never honestly find anyone else who is so important to me and so incredibly right for me. You and I will be together through some tough shit. We already have. You’re truly my partner in crime, and we make the absolute best fucking team. I can not wait to start our lives together. I can’t wait to move in together, to never have to say goodbye for more than a day. I can’t wait to have kids and raise them with you. I can’t wait to watch you soar and succeed in whatever you want to do, and I know I’ll have your support while I’m a starving artist. You are so much more than you give yourself credit for. I wish you could see you the way that I do. You’re so damn smart, you’re so funny, you’re beautiful, sexy, handsome, cute, all of the above. You’re such an incredibly kind soul too, and I love how you and I can even talk shit with each other about stuff. I remember when (name omitted) was in rehab, and my depression absolutely spiked my senior year. I had these dreams about this dude, 3 nights in a row, and I had no idea why or who it was. All I knew was that he was my soul mate and the man I was going to marry. The dream ended with him winking and smiling and then I would wake up. I didn’t tell you that until we were a few months into the relationship…but I know now that it was you. The major thing that tipped me off was the fact you winked and smiled at me every single time right before we hung up on skype. You’ve been perfect for me just by being you. You do the right things naturally, and it’s just so incredibly amazing that we have found each other so early in our lives. We have so much to see together, so many incredible experiences to take part in, so many roller coasters to ride, puppies to pet, and moments to share. Our relationship has had our share of issues, not too too many but when we did they were relatively important. However we made it through each of them. And we will continue to make it through each of the future ones, because we know that what we have is absolutely worth fighting for. 
Someday, people are going to write about our love story. We will be one for the ages, and I can’t wait to find out what happens. 
I love you with my heart and soul, Chris. I will always be here for you. I will always be at your side. I will always be with you. No matter what. Through time and space, nothing will keep us apart. 
The day you came into my life, I was, and continue to be, truly blessed.

-Forever yours,

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[You know that grunt Odo makes pretty much every time he talks to Quark? An online friend just told me that he used to be unable to reconcile how grouchy I am with me being (in his opinion) a generally decent person. Then he saw DS9, and now he just imagines me making that noise all the time, and it makes sense.]

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[I’ve recently purchased and am re-watching Deep Space Nine and there’s a strange sadness to it. Its reminded me how much this show helped me develop as a person and helped me through some pretty dark places when I first watched it beginning to end (In a pirated form, aged 18, i might add). I’ve honestly missed it but I don’t think it’ll have the same impact on my life as it did.]