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thowawayuntilfurthernotice · 17 days

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Fuck Paramount Plus, all my homies hate Paramount Plus.

#Star Trek #Star Trek Lower Decks #Brad Boimler #D’vana Tendi #Beckett Mariner #Sam Rutherford

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laneofpennies · 7 months

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pov you are on the uss cerritos and checking twitter

#star trek lower decks #st lwd #st ld #beckett mariner #bradward boimler #samanthan rutherford #d’vana tendi #jack ransom #YES Boimler’s name is on purpose and YES i’m proud of myself

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gravelyhumerus · 10 months

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trek rainbow!!

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phoannix · 9 months

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i am confirming that this is real and i’m going insane

saw it on twitter (i refuse to calll it anything else than twitter fuck you elon)

and i decided to download the app

welp:

THIS CONFIRMES THAT SPOCK WILL BE WEARING EYESHADOW (i count this as a win bc ive been waiting for this one all my trekkie existence) AND THAT TENDI DOES HAVE A GAYDAR (she is stopping herself from calling spock a slur)

#star trek #i’m going insane and i blame good omens and star trek #spock #spirk #kirk #space husbands #star trek lower decks #star trek strange new worlds #strange new worlds #lower decks #lwd #snw #ensign tendi #d’vana tendi #tendi

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unhumanrights · 6 months

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I felt like a mere video clip could not do the scene justice. I am incredibly proud of the second and third GIFs, thank you very much.

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furbysareillogical · 9 months

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Hi i'm alive guess what i'm watchingggg

#lower decks #do you guys like the screenshot quality #couldn't be bothered to save them #star trek #beckett mariner #brad boimler #samanthan rutherford #d’vana tendi

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danshive · 4 months

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Towels Are Illogical

A Star Trek: Lower Decks fan fiction inspired by speculation about the lack of shame and modesty in the lower deck bunk corridors.

This story is tame, does not include detailed physical descriptions, and, with creative directing, could even be in an episode of Lower Decks.

Nonetheless, it has characters in casual states of total undress, and some suggestive moments.

Therefore, reader discretion is advised. Story after the “Keep Reading”.

Towels Are Illogical

By Dan Shive

Boimler’s troubles (or, at least, these specific troubles), began with the arrival of provisional officer T’Lyn.

As Boimler understood it, T’Lyn had transferred from a Vulcan vessel, and was Tendi’s “bestest science buddy”. T’Lyn didn’t look to Boimler as though she returned Tendi’s enthusiasm, but it was hard to tell with Vulcans. Boimler took Tendi’s word for it.

All of which was fine. Boimler was always happy to meet a new crewmate. He welcomed T’Lyn with open arms kept at a respectable distance.

No, the problem for Boimler was that T’Lyn turned out to be a trendsetter.

Naturally, not long after T’Lyn’s arrival, she made use of the sonic showers. As she set out to do so, however, she didn’t wrap herself in a towel. She simply undressed, stored her uniform, and started walking.

Changing clothes out in the open wasn’t unusual in the bunk corridors of the lower decks, nor was it that strange to not be in a hurry to get dressed again.

It was not uncommon, for example, for Tendi and Rutherford to get distracted in the middle of changing, and to have lengthy conversations while remaining in various states of undress.

It was, however, unusual to leave one’s bunk while still undressed as T’Lyn had done.

Mariner, with her usual lack of a filter, caught up to T’Lyn, and walked along next to her while wearing a towel. “Whoa, whoa, T’Lyn! You’re really going decloaked?”

T’Lyn raised an eyebrow. “Why would I have a cloak?”

“Sorry, sorry, turn of phrase,” While still outgoing and assertive, Mariner was a little awkward around T’Lyn. “A towel. I meant a towel.”

“Are these not sonic showers?”

“Well, yeah, they are, but…”

“To dry oneself off is unnecessary after a sonic shower, and it is illogical for me to cover myself. I feel no physical shame. Even if I did, we are about to shower together.” With what might have been a smile, T’Lyn said “decloaking is an inevitability.”

“Yeah… Yeah! You’re right!” Mariner declared. “I don’t need this!” She boldly whipped off her towel, and flung it over her shoulder. “I mean, I’ll hang on to it for now, don’t want to leave towels lying around the corridor, but yeah!”

Aside from a distracted ensign walking into a wall, this moment had little-to-no impact on others in the lower decks. It was later, after Tendi loudly expressed agreement with T’Lyn, and declared them to be “no-towel buddies,” that the idea started to spread.

As though it were the latest fashion, lower decker after lower decker stopped bothering with towels when walking to and from the sonic showers.

Even “towel guy” was now just “guy,” though he was still referred to as “towel guy.”

Tradition is a powerful thing.

Only one ensign, Ensign Boimler, was sticking to last season’s fashion. With a towel wrapped around his waist, he meant to go to the sonic showers, but was hesitant.

Everyone else not wearing towels bothered Boimler, but not for the reasons one might expect. Boimler was not, for example, overwhelmed by the sight of his exposed crewmates.

Back at his family’s raisin vineyard, Boimler was the most eligible bachelor around. Absurdly attractive women, often in states of partial, if not total, undress, threw themselves at him.

Boimler, hyper-focused on his future in Starfleet, and lacking patience in any failure to properly raise the raisins to be, remained completely oblivious. Without even meaning to, he had formed a callous around being affected by the nudity of others.

Tendi, Mariner, Rutherford, T’Lyn, or anyone else walking around in their birthday suits wasn’t going to power Boimler’s lust above impulse.

No, what bothered Boimler was he was the only one keeping himself covered at all times.

He’d mastered changing clothes without dropping his cloak.

His towel shields were up well before the eyes of others could impact his hull.

Not even Section 31 could know the secrets of Boimler’s hips.

But now, Boimler was the only one staying covered. He felt like a coward, and cowards had no place in the captain’s chair.

“A captain wouldn’t be afraid to drop the towel,” Boimler thought to himself. “A captain wouldn’t even bring a towel! They’d sit in the captain’s chair, naked as the day they were born, and do! Their! Duty!”

Unbidden, an imagined scene of Captain Freeman bravely commanding the Cerritos in such a manner played out in Boimler’s mind.

Boimler, his face red, quickly sat down. He hurriedly thought of other things, like the Niners playing baseball in a holosuite.

As it turned out, nudity combined with competent Starfleet officers on missions actually could awaken something in Boimler.

“Bases loaded, Rom bunts…” Boimler whispered, casting away the sexy demons.

Boimler, deliberately lost in thoughts of the Niners losing at baseball, and trying to remember how baseball was played, failed to notice T’Lyn.

T’Lyn was fresh from the sonic showers, and, as per usual, not wearing a thing.

She observed Boimler. His discomfort about the towel situation had not escaped her notice. While she felt her actions logical, she knew it was her influence that had resulted in his current dilemma.

T’Lyn felt… Found it logical to help Boimler.

“May I join you, Mister Boimler?”

“EZRI ON FIRST!” Boimler blurted, bumping his head on the ceiling of his bunk as he sat up straight.

T’Lyn raised her eyebrows, her expression otherwise unchanged. “My apologies. Are you injured?”

“No, no, I’m fine! Sit, sit! What’s up?”

T’Lyn sat on the end of Boimler’s bunk closest to the viewport.

“You are uncomfortable with the idea of not covering yourself.”

“Whaaat? Why would you… Why would you think? That?” Boimler’s smile would have earned him an invite to many a Ferengi’s poker table.

T’Lyn said nothing.

“Okay, fine, yes,” Boimler admitted. “I know it’s the 24th century, and it’s illogical, but—“ T’Lyn calmly interrupted with a raised hand.

“It is logical for me to not cover myself because I do not feel discomfort in this situation. Context, however, is relevant.” In a shocking display of expressiveness, T’Lyn gestured with one arm, indicating the bunks of the lower decks.

T’Lyn then used both hands to draw attention to her own torso. “Were I in this state of undress at a meeting with the senior staff, and they were fully dressed, I would find it…”

Almost imperceptibly, T’Lyn’s head tilted, and her face scrunched the tiniest of bits. To Boimler, this somehow conveyed a shudder.

“Illogical,” T’Lyn finished. She rested her hands in her lap, their shameless, illogical gesturing for emphasis complete.

Boimler imagined himself in T’Lyn’s place in that hypothetical situation, followed by Worf catching a flying ball.

“You, Mister Boimler, are not me. You should do what is right for you,” she said, imperceptibly gentle. “Discarding your towel as an act of conformity is illogical. It is only logical if you truly wish to do so, and only if you are comfortable being uncovered.”

Boimler smiled genuinely this time. “Thank you, T’Lyn. You’re right. I think I really needed to hear that.”

T’Lyn smiled. It was barely perceptible, but it happened. “You are welcome, Mister Boimler.”

“And you know what?” Boimler said, quickly standing, “I shouldn’t be ashamed! I’m not doing this for peer pressure! I’m doing this for me! Bold Boimler!”

Boimler triumphantly cast aside his towel, standing fully exposed in the lower decks corridor, hands on his hips.

Right as Beckett Mariner, fully dressed, had turned the corner.

“NOPE,” Mariner loudly declared. Turning around, her hands raised, she quickly departed the way she came. “Nope. Nuh-uh. No way.”

Boimler felt a bit less triumphant. “Well, that was…” his hands fell from his hips as his posture slumped. “Discouraging.”

T’Lyn looked towards the parting Mariner.

“I believe she does not wish to think of you in certain ways, but does so under certain circumstances,” T’Lyn dryly hypothesized, a hint of jealously in her voice that only a Vulcan could detect.

“And what does that mean?” Boimler asked, not getting any of it.

T’Lyn stood. “Take it as a compliment, Mister Boimler.” With images dancing in her mind of a cute, flustered Mariner reacting to T’Lyn’s state of undress instead of Boimler’s, T’Lyn left to get dressed.

#star trek lower decks #star trek: lower decks #star trek lwd #star trek: lwd #lwd #Lower Decks #T’Lyn #Bradward Boimler #d’vana tendi #Beckett Mariner #samanthan rutherford #fan fic #fan fiction #st lower decks #lower decks fanfic #dan shive says stuff #mari'lyn

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writebackatya · 7 months

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Thank you Star Trek Lower Decks for putting these three together

The running gag with Mariner was so damn funny btw

#star trek lower decks #beckett mariner #d’vana tendi #t’lyn

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zombie-bait · 7 months

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I love Mariner calling them “Ruthy” and “D” and “Boims” 🥲 I love that they enjoy rooming together and watch out for one another. I love Tendi yelling at Mariner that they love her and that they’re family no matter what. I love that they play knockoff D&D and roleplay in the holodeck. I love seeing the girls trip vs the boys bunking together. Like they’re FRIENDS friends. They tease each other and spend all their time together and patch things up when they fight cuz they all care so much.

#star trek #star trek lower decks #brad boimler #beckett mariner #sam rutherford #d’vana tendi #st lwd

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amandaoftherosemire · 6 months

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Look. Rutherford and Tendi are clearly soulmates. That doesn’t mean that they need to be a romantic or sexual couple, because omg I love me a strong platonic relationship as much as a strong romantic one, but they DO *NEED* to be a couple. They’re like Data and Geordi, or Miles and Julian. Soulmates don’t have to fuck to be soulmates. They just need to click together like they always belonged together, like they were made for one another. And that is why I will burn this whole ass motherfucker to the GROUND if they don’t get my babies back together.

I am not normal about this and if this affront is not corrected forthwith I will not be held responsible for my actions. I’m not playing with you, McMahan.

To. The. Ground.

#Manda rambles #star trek lower decks #star trek lwd #star trek: lower decks #Star Trek: lwd #st lwd #st lower decks #st: lower decks #st: lwd #lower decks #lower decks spoilers #season 4 #season 4 spoilers #sam rutherford #d’vana tendi #soulmates #put my babies back together mcmahan

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bed-wed-behead-your-fave · 2 months

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D'Vana Tendi from Star Trek: Lower Decks

#bed wed behead #d’vana tendi #Star truck #lower decks

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jeffpennington · 2 months

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Ensign D’vana Tendi at the space equivalent of school picture day for @/InfantSquatch on Twitter!

Love Lower Decks so gd much

#star trek #star trek: lower decks #d’vana tendi #st lds #st ld #star trek lower decks #lower decks #school picture day #ensign tendi #tendi

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laneofpennies · 6 months

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made this edit in anticipation of the last out of touch lower decks thursday of the year <3

#star trek #lower decks #beckett mariner #d’vana tendi #bradward boimler #samanthan rutherford

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agent-troi · 7 months

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“who decided hearts are the universal symbol of love? it should be kissy lips or gorgeous green eyes or— something” SHSJDHSKDHSJDNDBSKSKS

#TENDIFORD TENDIFORD TENDIFORD #star trek lower decks #lower decks spoilers #tendiford #d’vana tendi #samanthan rutherford

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lavendernarwhal72 · 1 year

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I’m actually in love with the voice actors cosplaying their characters 😍😍😍

#look at them!!!#I’m so hyped for the SNW live action crossover #the autism is autisming over here #star trek #star trek lower decks #stld #jack ransom #d’vana tendi #brad boimler #beckett mariner #jerry o'connell #noël wells #jack quaid #tawny newsome #someone teach Jack how to style a wig

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unhumanrights · 6 months

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From Lower Decks S04E08, “Caves”

The most genuinely shocking moment I've experienced watching Lower Decks. I'm also rarely more interested in Rutherford-based stories (no offense, Lieutenant), but this one was the star of the show. Well, except for Tendi's story. Cuddle pile!

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