STAR. TREK.

peridotchannel:

i-say-spooky-you-say-scary:

jaegerdelta:

professor-maple-mod:

skelletang:

tacobelligerent:

blaalys:

“the millenium falcon would wipe out the enterprise in seconds” lmao the enterprise is just an innocent science class floating thru space…. all they wanna do is look at some rocks… kiss an alien…. find some space plants….. why would you fight that its not a battleship theyre just nerds…… leave them olone 

A friend of mine saw this and brought up some interesting arguments

so, in other words,

Pretty much.

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Lasers and blasters were considered obsolete (to the extent of uselessness) way before the federation was even founded.

a star destroyer probably wouldn’t pose much of a threat to even the NX Enterprise, and regarding the Millenium Falcon, the federation Enterprises all had tractor beams.

(via petimetrek)

kedreeva:

You know what I think Kirk did with his down time? While the Enterprise was being rebuilt after Beyond?

I have to believe he went back.

I have to believe that if the Federation doesn’t send another ship in to look for other survivors, that Kirk hires a salvage crew, a small ship not unlike Serenity, with a crew as willing to take risky jobs because they believe in the cause, and he goes back to where his best girl had been left behind. And of course he can’t take her home again, all that’s left is her bones, burnt and twisted and still, so still, no thrum of electric life beneath his palm when he skates a hand over her, breath tight in his chest.

I have to believe that he winds and twists and climbs his way to the heart of her, pries up a piece of her, or two, or three- a button from his chair, a piece of the helm controls, a shard of glass from her veiwscreen as long as his forearm. Tucks them into his pack with whatever else he can find in his quarters (and Spock’s, he makes sure to cross into Spock’s quarters as well because even though he’ll say he’s not, Spock is sentimental about the few pieces of Vulcan he has left, stashed away in his room), and worms his way back into the open air.

I have to believe that before they go, he runs a hand over the outside of her, proud and sad in equal measure, and thanks her. For the good times, for the freedom, for keeping him safe, for protecting her crew, her family, until her last shudder of life.

I have to believe that he swears to her, softly, that he will someday stand again upon her bridge and take to the stars with her once more.

A promise he keeps every time he runs his finger over that button, every time Sulu splays hands over her helm, every time Kirk looks at the image of her he had etched into the shard of glass he took, now displayed in his quarters to remind him of where he’s been and everywhere he has yet to go.

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