Star Trek Universe Textbooks

In this picture you can see how much the artist craves summer 🏖️ As I've told you, I haven't completely abandoned digital painting. So just look at them! Where are they? Risa? Some Cardassian tourist planet? I want to know more

Fragments (including Garak's terribly content face) are under the cut

Honestly, Julian, you're exaggerating. O'Brien can't be a day over 38.

Based on Cardassian views on the medical profession (female dominated) and arguing (whore behavior), I think Dukat should have been scandalized to have an alien twink doctor get snippy with him in order to get a blood screening from him.

"And I find you offensive." Okay, here's my arm, man. Whatever you say, beautiful. But I have a wife.

Cant stop thinking about how odo having marathon sex for 3 days was enough for quarks 5’4 self to snap and attempt to body slam a 500 pound jem hadar soldier

Ghost plants pt 2 :)

Peak sexy in the future is wearing upholstery and there's nothing you can do about it

the Star Trek fandom always acts like either Riker or Kirk is the god of rizz in the Star Trek universe, and it's bullshit, when Quark exists right there.

he was literally pulling klingon widowers, cardassian enemies of state, trans ferengi, vulcan terrorists, amorphous he/they shape shifters. he constantly had men chasing after him too.

Kirk's womanizing ways were vastly overstated by people whose memories are clouded by age, and Riker's repertoire was the most generic humanoid hotties out there, whose personalities were basically omg i'd love to have sex with you do you like my skimpy outfit.

Quark was pulling much harder just by virtue of the fact that all of his pulls were people who had a good reason to not get involved with him at all, but couldn't resist in the end.

seriously. cardassian political scientist that hates him, ferocious klingon warrior who just wants to use him for political reasons, a trans ferengi who doesn't want to be outed, a Vulcan terrorist who REALLY shouldn't be helping him but does, and a cop.

he has that much rizz, mk?

trust me. I'm a scientist.

I have the qualitative data to back this up.

☆.。.:*・°☆.。.:*・°☆.。I believe in you ! we’re getting out of this internment camp no matter what ! .:*・°☆.。.:*・°☆

Description: Four panel comic

First Panel: Julian Bashir and Miles O'Brien kissing in Mile's quarters on a bed, shrouded in darkness. Julian is on top cradling Mile's head while Miles strokes his hands down Julian's back, which show's that his jumpsuit is zipped down

Second Panel: Julian pulls away from the kiss with a sigh and sits up. Mile follows and asks Julian, who has an anxious expression on his face, " Julian? What's wrong? Are you ok?"

Third Panel: Julian has now shifted towards in the end of the bed, where you can now see the rest of the room is accommodated with a small side table, a round lamp sitting on top, and a large chair besides the bedside, all hidden in the dark besides their outlines. Julian is leaning on his hands with his worried face dipped low, Miles behind him sitting up on his knees, a reassuring hand on Julian's shoulder and a mild expression on his face. Julian says " This doesn't seem right, Miles. What about Keiko?"

Fourth Panel: The room is suddenly bathed in yellow light as the lamp is clicked on to reveal Keiko, who has been sitting on the large bedside chair. She tells a screaming and exaggeratedly shocked Julian, "It's alright, Julian". Julian is holding tightly onto Mile's, his legs and arms draped over his body and his mouth thrown open in a scream, his eyes popping out of his skull. Mile's, casually holding Julian's back, says "Hi, Keiko!"

When writing Garak, the author must fill themselves with depraved, lustful pining for Julian Bashir.

If one is asexual, or otherwise lacking in such affections towards the dear doctor, picturing a gorgeous behemoth of a sandwich piled high with fresh toppings, thick bread toasted just so, leaking dressing onto its plate and cut in twain, but remaining one dollar short of buying it, is a suitable substitution.