#star trek klingon headcanons

[bumblingbabooshka]

Vulcan teen on Vulcan [tiktok] saying "I have just lost track of my father in the grocery store." The camera turns to show the viewers the grocery store in which almost every single older middle-aged man has a bowlcut and long robes. Camera turns back to show the teen's face which is expressionless and yet communicates all it needs to.

[killershrike]

guys.. now I can't stop thinking about a yautja and a klingon coming across each other. imagine how fucking CRAZY that battle would be. If they could communicate with each other????? The shit talk????? My God ESPECIALLY if it was a Klingon in the Starfleet like Worf???? Like just a regular yautja and klingon would be shit talking about each other's honor and ability to kill like

Yautja: How can a race that can't even cloak themselves claim to be the Apex Predator?

Klingon: Unlike you tiny lizards, Klingons don't have to hide away, like cowards. We face our enemies in the open, like honorable warriors.

Yautja, clicking and rumbling with laughter: Honor! Show me your honor! Where are your trophies? Where are your scars?

Klingon: How weak of a "warrior" are you to be so riddled in scars? And how pathetic must you be to grovel around a pile of your own leftovers? A true warrior walks with honor and pride. He does not need to prove it.

And then imagine a yaujta meeting a STARFLEET KLINGON LIKE-

Yautja: I won't hear of "honor" from a species that fell so far. You say you're a great and honorable warrior... but you dress up in pretty little coverings and waste your life establishing "diplomacy" with inferior species. I can hardly call you worthy prey.

Starfleet Klingon: Once a warrior has proven his strength and capability, he no longer needs to mindlessly bulldoze through the galaxy, leaving carnage in his wake. An honorable warrior is also one with compasion, maybe your race will evolve enough to understand that one day.

[grayrazor]

My headcanon for the Klingons is that, just like with the vikings and samurai that they're based on, the honor-obsessed warrior elite are maybe 10% of the population at most. If you visit a Klingon planet and go anywhere other than the castles of the great houses you see farmers, industrial workers, scientists, engineers, etc.

Maybe in times of relative peace they start giving the more prestigious bureaucratic and clerical jobs to the warrior class, like Edo-era Japan did, to give them something to do so they don't make mischief, that's why you see "warrior-lawyers" like Colonel Worf, Ch’Pok, and Kolos.

Another data point is Martok, who was a commoner--relegated to being cleaning staff on a starship because of Kor's prejudice--but became a warrior after proving himself in combat.

[house-of-quark]

Tag why tooo!

[luciddaydreamingworlds]

It seems kinda ridiculous to me that aliens in Star Trek don't seem to have regional accents. Granted, I haven't seen every single episode of Star Trek, so there might be a reason why they don't have accents, like maybe the Universal Translator doesn't work with accents. Or maybe the more likely reason is I just haven't run into an alien with a regional accent yet.

Now, when I say, "regional accent", I don't mean one race of alien talks differently compared to another race. I'm talking about different individuals in the same race having accents.

I guess, what I'm trying to say here is:

I wanna hear them say, "Y'all."

[that1overthere]

Headcanon/Fanart of @berrymimes and their star trek ocs

AAHHHH I COULDN'T STOP THINKING ABOUT THEM!!!!

[zhnnveuxpasdrmir]

vulcans sincerely attempt to murder each other in the desert as a form of childhood play, and their pets might be gigantic ape unicorns

[sexy-bag-of-mostly-water]

Klingon farmers are some of the best in the quadrant because they purposefully plant things out of season and in bad soil in order to concieve their work as a battle. They fight nature itself and therefore have created the most advanced techniques for genetic engineering of plants and fertilization.

While larger klingon society doesn't really care much for them, among eachother they are constantly attempting to best one another in growing the most impressive produce which they bring to the Great Hall of Harvest Victories once a year in the dead of winter (yes, it's a harvest festival, yes there are butter sculptures)

[st4r-s33r]

I have a headcanon that klingons have a nictitating membrane (3rd eyelid) becuase it just makes sense for them to have extra eye protection. Also so they can make that dumb face cats make sometimes.

[bumblingbabooshka]

I think Vulcans should nuzzle their faces together when they like each other but it's like, not something you do in front of other people. That's something to do in private or if you're a little kid. Babies don't really know how to do this properly and are prone to just headbutting their parents/siblings instinctually. They want to 'get closer' to what they feel telepathically emanating from the people around them. This nuzzling is a form of telepathic communication but it's very unskilled (a baby can and will do it) and you only get broad feelings/thoughts from it. But that's alright bc typically the only feeling/thought you're hoping to get from or communicate with such an action is 'I like you'.

[killershrike]

ok guys here's a tiny sneak peek at a section in chapter 7 of dark suspension. just because languages are one of my autistic special interests lol I thought this might be fun to share to the fandom. I finally figured out how I imagine yautja to speak to one other, outside of human translation or you're reading two yautja converse in my fic. This is a COMPLETELY UNEDITED SECTION please do not think this is the final draft lol this is just the bare bones I thought would be neat to share

Han-e'sain's POV:

"Can I ask a question?" So-yin hums from his side, and the yautja rumbles in approval. He nods. "How did you get so good at English? No offense, I know you're smart. You just picked it up so fast-"

The warrior laughs, reaching out to rub her back in an easing way. "No offense, little one." Ghost assures her before continuing. "This device," He gestured to his gauntlet. "combined with my bio-mask allows me to trandlate any language to yautja. I can also search for specific things, translations, whatever I want." The woman looks astounded.

“While you slept and I could not sleep, I would study the ooman language." So-yin nods.

“You said it was kinda easy, right?” 

Ghost chuckles. “Yes. Now, no offense to you, little one, but there are species out there that do not even use words to communicate. Only facial expressions, gestures, sounds. Your ooman language is not so hard.” She considers the thought, looking intrigued and interested before getting herself back on tack, pretty green eyes focused back on Ghost.

“Too me, that hardest parts were identifying the correct region. And translating my language to you. It was.. very difficult. I probably sounded very stupid at first." The yautja even clicks, looking down at ground in embarrassment.

So-yin reachs out to teasingly tug a long dreadlock, smiling. “No, you didn't. You sounded better than a lot of other humans ive spoken to.” She giggles. “What was so hard about the translation?”

Ghost had to think for a long moment, trying to find the right words that weren't overly complicated for his sweet human. “The structure of your language versus ours. Very few ooman languages operate like yautja. We have an.. usual word order if i attempted to directly translate from my language, without added context or interpretation.” The woman looks even more curious now, and the yautja rumbles with humor as they walk.

“How's the structure different? I'm no writer or anything, I know plants more than I know language. But I'm curious.” A soft hand reaches out to grab onto his, managing to grip only three thick fingers in her small human hand.

Her lover rumbles on, "Yautja place the object of a sentence first. Then the verb, then the subject.” When So-yin tilts her head in confusion, Han-e’sain chatters in amusement. Her scrunched up button nose with a thick gold ring hanging from it was just too adorable.

Leaning down to pluck a vibrant pink and white striped flower, he holds it out to her. So-yin takes it, closing her eyes and inahling deeply before tucking it behind her ear, meeting Ghost's gaze again.

“Flower to her gave I.” He rumbles. “You would say something like, I gave the flower to her." Ghost clicks, with a little annoyance. "In my head, I kept switching the words around. It took me time to sound out the correct ooman sentence, in my mind."

So-yin understands, giggling now. Raising his hand and pressing a warm, soft kiss to it, she murmurs. "Love to him gave I?" The look of unsurity makes the yautja burst into deep, loving laughter.

"Very good, little one. You will speak yautja in no time." The rumble ends with a deep kiss.

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Anyways, I entirely based the structure off of Klingon! Object first, then the verb, then the subject.

So if you wanted to say something like "I gave him a book." It would translate to "Book to him gave I."

As we place the object (book), before the verb (gave), and then the subject (I.) Hopefully that makes sense and is interesting for any of my other language nerds lmao I know it's not that deep or complex or cool but I just thought it was Kinda Neat

[themostfinalofpams]

When people bring up autistic coded characters in Star Trek, they always bring up Spock, Data, and Vulcans in general, but I feel like a strong case could be made for Worf as well?

[flashdoesahundredyarddash]

Headcanon that before Barry ever introduced people (specifically Hal whenever they would hangout) to the world of the Star Trek fandom, he would always speak in Klingon every now and then and NOBODY knew what he was saying. Barry can fluently speak in Klingon ever since middle school, he would always keep around a notebook filled with mini notes he keeps to himself including a Klingon Alphabet Script hoping that one day someone will understand him

[revrads]

Some Malcolm doodles but he’s not human

[house-of-quark]

Roles I would love to see klingons in!