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lambcow · 1 year
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Spock: if you're asking the logical decision to make -
Kirk: No, I'm not. The mission of the Enterprise is to seek out and contact alien life.
Spock: Has it occurred to you that there's a certain inefficiency in constantly questioning me on things you've already made up your mind about?
Kirk: It gives me emotional security.
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tprings-hair · 2 months
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I'm sorry I just cannot believe that 3x22 the savage curtain introduced the dilemma of spock having to choose between following the actual personification of vulcan history and philosophy, or kirk, and then resolved it so quickly that it was barely even a source of stress for either of them. the answer was kirk, btw. in case that wasn't obvious.
SURAK: I will not harm others, Captain.
SPOCK: His convictions are most profound in this matter, Captain.
KIRK: So are mine, Spock. If I believed that there was a peaceful way out of this --
SURAK: The risk will be mine alone. If I fail, you lose nothing. After all, I'm no warrior.
SPOCK: The captain knows that I have fought at his side before and will do so now, if need be. However, I too, am a Vulcan, bred to peace. Let him attempt it.
spock is saying, let him do as he sees fit. let him follow his own principles. and let me stay by your side. kirk tells him to gather weapons in case surak fails, and spock does. he is casting aside the philosophy he was raised with in favour of war, and he's doing it for kirk.
KIRK: Your Surak is a brave man.
SPOCK: Men of peace usually are, Captain. On Vulcan, he is revered as the father of our civilisation. The father image holds much meaning for us.
KIRK: You show emotion, Spock.
SPOCK: I deeply respect what he has accomplished.
KIRK: I hope he accomplishes something here, and soon.
kirk is complimenting surak, and I do think he genuinely means it, but the way he says it comes off like an apology. like he knows what spock just let go of for him, and he wants to make sure spock is okay.
spock says, men of peace, and he is not counting himself as one of them. I think that's what makes kirk look up like that. throughout the show, he does use violence, but outside extreme situations he does it sparingly and elegantly -- the nerve pinch, the simple side step of a punch -- and usually advocates for a more peaceful solution. now, he's admitting how he has changed. he values peace. but he can't call himself an instrument of it.
and now he's comparing surak to a father image. christian implications aside (and that is difficult with star trek sometimes), he is standing beside kirk in spite of surak's and his own vulcan father's teachings, too. he sharpens his spear and looks frustrated with himself. he shows emotion. and he doesn't deny it, either! he says sincerely that he respects surak's accomplishments, and kirk stares at him, because that's more emotion than he generally cares to show, especially after it's pointed out to him. (early in the episode, surak points out his emotion on seeing him, and spock begs forgiveness. he is no longer looking for that from surak. spock has made his choice.)
he's angry at himself. and as a peace offering, kirk says he hopes surak has managed to broker peace here and now. even though you can tell from his tone and the fact that he's still making his own weapon that he isn't optimistic.
(and all of this is putting aside the fact that surak is definitely a jesus figure and spock rejecting his philosophy and forgiveness for an imperfect man is another kind of huge character choice. this has to be pointed out.)
idk how they managed to air this in the 60s. but I'm very glad they did.
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artscloudy · 8 months
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Guys I just found out there are SEVEN TYPES OF LOVE LANGUAGES like whaaaat?
We have the famous five ones that are:
Gift giving
Words of affirmation
Quality time
Acts of service
Physical touch
And then TWO MORE:
Shared experiences. I thought it was just something similar to quality time but it's more like doing new things together, such as trips, concerts, adventures with your loved ones. And I think that's so interesting. Do you ever feel like you want and need to share an experience with someone just for the sake of knowing you shared a great experience with them? And you love someone more after that?
Emotional security. This hits hard. I just thought it was obvious and underlying to all the other types of love languages but apparently it isn't. We needed to point out that feeling emotionally safe when you are with someone is a completely different way of showing love than just being with them or doing the choirs they hate for them. And I think that's fundamental now that we have so many types of relationships that seem perfect marriages and stuff from the outside but actually leave so many scars inside.
But what if I can't just say one thing resonates the most with me and I want all of the love languages to a certain extent? Do I really need to pick one or two? Should I accept to be either encouraged by words or kissed when I'm not feeling confident? Am I asking too much when I say I want to have both of them?
Sorry for the little rant
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fiercelyablaze · 1 month
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Part 1: Her POV
Damn, everything around me was falling apart, but all I could think about was the next time we would see each other.
I closed my eyes, sighing deeply 😮‍💨
I could see him in my mind so vividly. Our strong & erotically charged gaze for one another. The way we would play around and the banter between us was amazing! Our deep conversations that lasted all night... The intense passion when we would be in each other’s embrace. The way time stood still when we fucked as we made each other cum over and over... I felt free and safe, and out of control yet taken care of simultaneously. Fuck! 😩 He had me hooked! I was 100% dicknotized for sure!
As if he could sense my energy telepathically, I see his text come in. Immediately, I got shook as the butterflies flew around in my stomach all spazzy and chaotic. I wasn’t even breathing!
I opened the message: “When can I see you again? I miss it… I miss you. I miss us.” Aawww fuck meee, I thought! I could feel my pussy begin to water for him. My palms grew sweaty as I replied back; “WYD right now? 👀” I said. Shame? Fuck shame! I thought. I want him and he wants me back. I ain’t givin that up!
“I’ll be free in about an hour. Where you at?” He asked. “Sounds good baby, cum over 😏” I said. “Say less 🏎️💨” he replied. “LMAOOO!!!” I responded.
Fuck! He’s coming! Shit! I thought. I was feeling both shook and dangerously horny. Let me calm the fuck down! I thought.
I took a deep breath and closed my eyes. I saw his face again… smiling in the sexy and shy way that he does… I could feel his hand on mine as electricity shot through my body…I imagined him kissing me while holding me tight… he made me feel so safe in his arms as he was so much bigger than me… The mf made me melt! & that made me willing to do whatever he wanted in bed!… I took another deep breath.😮‍💨
I started getting ready, finding the perfect slutty outfit. Something just for him. I could see it already, the look of primal lust in his eyes as he gazed over my body, almost salivating at the sight of me and the thought of having me…I mean it matters but it doesn’t… like it’s gonna be on the floor 😂 but still!
I settled on a low cut corset with the back exposed. I had rubbed oil all over my body after I showered so my titties were commanding attention. I put on a slutty mini skirt as I debated on panties or no panties…Finally, settling on none 😈 I put on my harness and tightened the strap around my thigh. I bent over in front of the mirror to get a better look: my ass was completely out. So plump and round. It looked perky and tight as fuck. My legs were looking thick and muscular. You could see my pussy lips a little bit. Shit, I was turning myself on! I sucked on my two fingers and then grazed them gently over my pussy and clit. “Soon enough baby girl, soon enough.” I said to both myself and my wet, quivering pussy. I was ready to beg for him.
I poured myself a shot of mezcal to ease my nerves and took a hit from my bowl. I closed my eyes once more as I prayed and set my intention: “Thank you Spirit for this experience with this man tonight. May you use me as a channel to manifest the most erotic, passionate, fiery, explosive experience. May you lead me to serve love, with all of my heart, to him. May I take him to meet God tonight and show him what it’s like to feel infinite ecstasy with me, for I am safe to be my fullest and most authentic sexual and sensual self. & So it is.”
Before I could open my eyes, I hear a knock at the door! Oh fuck! He’s here! As I walk over to get the door, I noticed my nerves have turned into intense feelings of arousal… I was ready!…
To be continued in Part 2!
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taptep · 16 days
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Gratitude
I feel gratitude in my heart for the clarity. I feel less anger, less anxiety, less worry and more expectation of positive experiences. There is a sense of peace that dominates, and most of all, the sadness that used to hover over me is not there anymore. I noticed that just when this sense of peace is there, other challenges come in. Like what Eckhart Tolle says, life will always challenge you. But when I remember my old self, I remember how I was always annoyed, angry, worried, anticipating hardship and trouble. And that is always what I got. Unbeknownst to me, I was laying out the carpet for that and that was always what came in. Thank goodness I know better now. When challenges come, I assure myself that I have everything I need. I have gone through so much worse, during which I had a far worse attitude. Now I have the sense of security that things are always ok and that the universe always provides. I am safe. All is well in my world.
Lately I am able to cope with keeping the house a bit clean. I have been sweeping and mopping the kitchen floor on a daily basis. This may be a normal thing for other people, but for me, this is a feat! Working full-time and taking care of a household with three kids is not easy, but I have also learned to be more forgiving of myself, and when I don't accomplish all of that, I remind myself that I am doing my best, and that even though I could still squeeze in some cleaning, I should also give my body the rest that it needs. I used to just keep going because the kitchen "had to be clean". The dishes "had to be washed". But all my kids remember is how I did it with much annoyance and asking: why can't they just do this automatically like I did when I was a kid? Last night, I was talking to a friend and my son came up to me and said that Lucas was doing the dishes, and he had taken Peanut out for a walk. So it seems when I have less pressure on what needs to be done, things do get done on their own. I let go, and all the wonderful things start coming in. I look forward to many more wonderful things coming my way. Saying thank you for that in advance already!
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livingwellnessblog · 8 months
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enola504ever · 11 months
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LOVE this! "no" 💪🏼
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mayasaura · 1 year
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Harrow got so unbelievablely horny dreaming about Gideon's rolled up sleeves exposing her lean, taut muscle, a little dewy with sweat and steam but you know what.... thinking about it. Gideon does not disrobe basically ever, except in private to bathe. A tantalizing glimpse of forearm may legitimately be the most Harrow's imagination has to work with
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ayyy-imma-ninja · 13 days
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soooo today's ep, huh QwQ
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maudiemoods · 9 months
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I told myself I wouldn't but my hand slipped
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I was rewatching Steven universe and couldn't help myself aararraar
No full au djjwjd just doodles and ideas djsjjdsj
After leaving home world, they both change their appearance. Idk to what exactly because that last doodle is just casual wear but they definitely have a set outfit they like. Moon's hair changes into a shaggy cut! He likes a more scrappy look. He keeps his hat of course jejsjsj
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tinyfairart · 4 months
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It just came to my attention that I never posted the emotes I made.
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If you see these on any of the big servers I made them! Feel free to use them in your own servers.
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cacaocheri · 7 months
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this was supposed to be one drawing!! ONE DRAWING!!!!!!!!! but every time i draw them i can't stop i need to keep going
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vaguely-concerned · 3 months
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thinking about garrus 'I heard you're going to hell and back so obviously I'm coming along' vakarian in these trying times
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greghatecrimes · 7 months
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not to be overdramatic but i’m going insane over the framing of this shot. how thirteen is completely shaded by the trees (completely overwhelmed with her grief and and guilt and fear). her posture, how her body is angled away from house and she has her arms over her chest, shoulders slightly curling in— she feels vulnerable and afraid and is trying to protect herself. she looks like she wants to turn and run, yet she’s letting herself linger instead of fully turning away. letting herself stay so she can look specifically to house, who stands tall and straight and strong despite being nearly consumed by the trees’ shadows (his own pain, emotional and physical). house, who picked her up from jail, and who continuously refuses to be pushed away or leave her alone (“shut up, i’m not leaving.”) whose face is the only thing in the frame bathed in sunlight. she’s up looking at him from absolute rock bottom, and she’s facing him instead of running. when she shows him her tears, when she meets his eyes… she’s letting herself open up the tiniest bit. she’s risking emotional safety and comfort to reach out to him… her speck of light among all the shadows.
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keepthetension · 3 months
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this was made especially for those of us who cut ties with our shitty families, huh
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i cried so much this whole episode. i know that i can't be in that house and be who i am at the same time, but the guilt and shame never really go away. i love that this episode said, wholeheartedly: fuck what society says, you should be wherever allows you to be happiest
anyway! you always hear that family estrangement is rare in asian communities, but i did it! and you can do it, too! dump your shitty family! i believe in you~
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thatsbelievable · 9 days
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