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runawaymun · 1 year
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having ADHD is so dumb & will have you saying shit like ‘maybe if I have a cup of coffee rn I’ll calm down enough to go to sleep’
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usmccigardad · 9 months
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In or out of uniform, every Marine knows that nothing beats a good cigar.
Semper Fi Mother Fucker!
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divinemissem13 · 6 months
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Always a Bridesmaid (and that's just fine) - Chapter 3
Trektober, day 27: Out of uniform Fandom: Star Trek (VOY and PIC) Ship: Beverly Crusher/ Kathryn Janeway Chapter 3 on AO3 Start with Chapter 1
The big costume change reveal that everyone has been waiting for! 😂
Beverly leaned against the bar, idly twirling the stem of her wine glass as she tried to make polite small talk with one of the wedding guests from the village. She usually excelled at making new people feel instantly at ease. It was one of the things that made her such a good doctor. But at the moment, she was distracted and couldn’t bring herself to care that the gentleman talking to her ( What was even his name?) was clearly feeling uncomfortable. 
Kathryn had been gone for more than twenty minutes, and honestly, how long could it possibly take to change out of her dress uniform and into something more festive? Beverly had offered to go with her ‘in case she needed help with any zippers,’ but Kathryn had refused, saying that if Beverly went with her to change, they may never get to the reception. 
So what on Earth was taking her so long? 
As if she had spoken the question aloud, the universe answered and suddenly there was Kathryn, glowing beneath a strand of fairy lights at the outer perimeter of the reception area. 
Beverly’s breath caught in her throat at the sight of her, dressed in a cream colored pants suit. Her flowing, wide-legged trousers rippled in the slight breeze, and the tuxedo jacket hung open to reveal a draped cowl neck blouse in the same sage green silk as Beverly’s dress. The silk fell over Kathryn’s breasts in a way that was somehow both modest and tantalizingly sexy at the same time. She had removed the pins from her hair (Beverly realized this is what had taken so much time) and the updo had given way to soft waves that brushed her shoulders. 
Beverly mumbled her excuses to her companion and left her full glass of wine on the bar as she floated over to Kathryn who had been watching her reaction with that adorably seductive, crooked smile on her face. When Beverly reached her, she wasted no time running her fingers through Kathryn’s hair as she took her lips in a passionate kiss. Kathryn’s hands slid down Beverly’s silk-clad figure to come to rest on her hips as she kissed her back. 
When they came up for air, Beverly took hold of Kathryn’s hand and pulled her to the dance floor, which was the only socially appropriate venue for how close she wanted them to be to each other. Kathryn’s hands returned to Beverly’s hips and Beverly’s arms draped over Kathryn’s shoulders as they swayed to the music, forehead to forehead and nose to nose.
“Beverly,” Kathryn breathed softly, “people are watching us.”
“Don’t care,” Beverly murmured back as she nuzzled Kathryn’s nose.
Kathryn chuckled lightly. “How much wine did you have while I was gone?”
“Barely a drop,” Beverly said, kissing her to prove that her lips didn’t taste like wine. “See?”
“Mmm, so then what’s gotten into you?” Kathryn hummed.
“Just you, my love. Only you.”
This time, Kathryn initiated the kiss, and she didn’t care who was watching.
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faithoftheart · 1 year
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​Halloween Costumes
Trektober Day 28. The prompt is “Out of Uniform.”
Inspired by this post by @getoutofmyjaneway, on what people are wearing to the Voyager Halloween party. Janeway as Amelia Earhart, Tuvok in a T’Pol-era Starfleet uniform, Chakotay in his boxing outfit, Neelix as Flotter, Tom and Harry as Captain Proton and Buster Kinkaid, the Doctor as the Fourth Doctor and Seven as a de-assimilated Borg, B’Elanna as Ellen Ripley.
Bonus: Kes as a fairy, and Naomi Wildman as Newt.
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ayakallusnarjus · 2 years
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Me after reading all my old rps:
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deep-space-lines · 2 months
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I know Gabriel is canonically really popular with Heaven’s residents but there’s bound to be some heavenly loser with pronoun envy
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abisalli · 2 months
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some panel redraws with young just us
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alienssstufff · 2 months
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PET POST UNIFORMS - JOEL - GRIAN designs for s10!
[etho-bdubs-gem]
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spocks-kaathyra · 1 month
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experimenting w making little trek dolls for the STLV craft swap :))
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u3pxx · 1 month
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KIM KITSURAGI - “Is that. My kineema.”
COMPOSURE [Medium: Success] - Something in him is about to break, *big time*.
EMPATHY - And it’s not going to be pretty, do something!
- DRAMA [Formidable] - Everything is fine!
- “Sure is.”
DRAMA [Formidable: Failure] - Surely he’s aware that he’s not the *only* person in the world who owns a Kineema?
YOU - “Is it really *yours*? I mean, plenty of people have their own Kineemas, right? Like working men, government offices, uh, firefighters I guess, maybe even animal control people? Exactly! A million different people who could’ve driven it into the uh…”
DRAMA - Pause, my liege! Ixnay on the Ineemakay!
YOU - “It could even be our *mysterious* joyrider!”
KIM KITSURAGI - Your frenzied babbling falls deaf to the lieutenant's ears. Instead, he approaches the broken vehicle, sunken in the ice. He moves with a caution and gentleness you haven’t seen him display before.
INLAND EMPIRE - It must be cold and lonely down there, in the icy water. Maybe he could sense its sorrow, calling to him…
PERCEPTION (SIGHT) [Easy: Success] - His hands, which are always stiffly placed behind his back, are trembling.
ENDURANCE - This is the shuffle of a tired, tired man.
HALF LIGHT - He’s going to do something drastic because of you. Oh god, terrible! You’re a terrible liar! You can’t look at this, you just can’t!
VOLITION [Formidable: Success] - It's not *you* who drove his kineema into the sea. You have plenty of faults, but this one is decidedly not yours.
KIM KITSURAGI - He kneels down with his head bowed, casting his face in shadow. He plants a hand on the ice to stabilize himself, squinting to get a better view of the motor carriage. “Detective, it says ‘57’ on it.”
YOU - Sweat drips down your brow, and you feel a terrible headache coming. “Maybe our joyrider has an affinity for that number?”
LOGIC - He's not stupid, he knows that it's not that.
KIM KITSURAGI - “57.”
YOU - “What about 57?”, you brace yourself.
KIM KITSURAGI - “Precinct 57.”
YOU - You wince. “Kim, look-”
KIM KITSURAGI - “When I woke up in the Whirling-in-Rags with no memory of what happened during the days before, I've taken note that something of mine has gone missing.” He grits his teeth. "A very. Important. Something."
He runs his hands over his face, messing his already unkempt hair in the process. Regret creeps up on his features. “God. Fuck. They’re going to fire me over this, they’re not going to hear me out.”
EMPATHY - Desperation settles in the lieutenant's tone. Sadly, you find yourself in agreement, even if you don’t want it to be the truth.
YOU - “People are more valuable than machines, Kim.”
KIM KITSURAGI - “Not people like me.” He rasps.
YOU - “…”
KIM KITSURAGI - Before you can say anything more, you fail to notice the lieutenant carefully walking onto the edge of the ice. He looks over the frigid water, a dizzying blue that mirrors and distorts his exhausted face back to him.
YOU - “Kim?”
KIM KITSURAGI - Seconds pass as he looks to be contemplating something. Out of nowhere, he casually takes another step where the ice ends and the sea begins. It happens all too quick for the lieutenant to even voice a call for help— if he even wanted to — his body plunging into the cold water before your eyes.
YOU - “KIM!!!!”
uhhh bonus stuff? sorry i have swap au brainworms pfttt
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(im not sure what skills kim has at the moment so rn he only has narration as his inner monologue ok whoops, i would like to keep harry as the guy who thinks in dialogue trees so im still figuring it out pfttt)
also, this was done bc i wanted to expand on these old scribbles of mine, just like an idea, i just think that he'd be having an even worse time wheezes
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runawaymun · 1 year
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Lots of Elrond hugs for you
ohhhhhh 🥺🥺🥺🥺 you putting Elrond in my inbox always makes my day. Here. Peredhil fam hugs be upon ye!
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usmccigardad · 1 year
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Yes, lieutenant, I see you're smoking a cigar, just like a real man. But where's your cover?
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via-ru88-blog · 1 year
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When I was a tween some well meaning auntie told me periods were a cause for rejoicing, because it meant I was capable of being a mother. For a cisfem straight like me who very much genuinely wanted kids this worked... for like the first 10 years after puberty. At a certain point of still being single that sentiment just made me think, this better actually happen. I've involuntarily put in a lot of (literal) blood, sweat and tears down for this nebulous future possibility.
Basically it feels like insurance ( in the USA), you have to have some and so you pay in more money than you can really afford so that some mythical day down the line you can call them for help and they'll say, "sorry, we don't cover that." Cynical? Me?? No!
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hellenhighwater · 4 months
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I started this painting today and right now I reaaaaally don't like it. I have a couple changes to make tomorrow but first it needs to dry
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polarisbear · 25 days
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more dweebs (Very detailed image description below.)
a drawing of grian, ethoslab, tangotek, and smallishbeans. grian is in his season 10 fishing skin and the rest are in different outfits referencing their base themes.
grian is in his fishing skin looking very tired with his fishing rod swung over his shoulder and an ear pierced with a brassy fish hook. he’s a cod hybrid with fin-ears and a stubby tail. behind him blue snail is munching on some leaves.
etho is posing with a neck sheepishly behind his neck and the other resting on his bag. he’s in the postal uniform polo with a green, canadian maple-themed yukata loosely worn and slipping off his shoulder. he has fingerless gloves on under. he is wearing dark red pleated pants and light green heeled crocs. he has a black and red messenger bag with a trellis motif. etho is an arctic fox hybrid with brown legs and streaks through his hair. doodles below show what his paws look like under the crocs and one shows him posing with a note saying “ties up sleeves.” above him another note reads “streaks bc his winter coat is shedding.”
tango is posing confidently with a wrench. he is in the postal uniform polo, with chunky brown and orange gloves and boots, topped off with red, pinstriped overalls. one strap is not around his shoulder, and on the belt around the overalls they carry a small bag, a screwdriver, and a vial of redstone. he has on brown goggles with blue lenses. tango has fire for hair and pointed ears. above him there’s a doodle of the messenger bag that’s secured on his back. it shows how the orange straps tuck over the whole outfit and lead to a dark red and pinstripe blue bag with cog detailing.
joel is giving an indignant pose like he’s complaining. he is wearing a black undershirt that fades out into his light green claws, a pink kimono with only one sleeve of cherry blossom patterns, and a dark grey vest and cherry blossom-patterned obi tie it off. the vest has a cherry blossom crest on the back. joel also has on dark pink pants with a cherry blossom motif on the bottom and on his left arm there’s a bracer with a screen built in. crawling all over the undershirt there are cybernetic patterns connecting joel’s skin through to the undershirt. joel is a tanuki, hence why he has a leaf on his head. around joel are doodles showing the crest on the back of his vest and the pattern on the sleeve.
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chitinleg · 1 year
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got him off-balance!
#my art#ds9#star trek deep space nine#julian bashir#elim garak#garashir#watercolor#image desc in alt text#i normally post on mondays but. today im breaking my pattern! getting a little silly. getting a little wild. garashir jumpscare#“tumblr user chitinleg garak would neot easily let himself be swooped off his feet into a hug like that” yes i know BUT!#look at his expression. look at how his arms r pinned. he didnt let this happen LMAO julian just surprised him. grabby huggy human behavior#if you look really closely you can see the tiniest frown in the world on Garak's face. because he's like “EEP !”#cant see bashirs face at all in this only his body but i think we can all imagine that whatevers going thru his head. he needs this hug bad#ALSO. for anyone wondering what the fucked up shadow is that starts at the juncture of the teal sleeve-cap where its set into the armhole#the jumpsuits have a bit of a fold of extra fabric (called an Action Pleat) there which allows for a little more maneuverability of the bod#AND creates a really sleek and flat back panel#because you can see the fabric twists along the side arent grabbing the flat back fabric theyre grabbing the fabric folded beneath it#often times i think about drawing out a dissection of kiras first uniform and this voy era one for other artists to use. bc god knows#i struggled at first to find full body references#they like to shoot ds9 very close to peoples heads. and the camera is so blurry. they smeared butter on that thing. god bless
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