Afternoon Tea (detail) - 1870
oil on canvas, 81.3 x 64.8 cm
Émile Auguste Hublin
from a doctor to the doctor, here’s my concepts for a fourteenth doctor as played by alexander siddig! i’m sure the chances of him being cast are slim, but i figured i put this out into the universe before we actually get an announcement
#and andy robinson as the master
@zagreuses-toast with the galaxy brain addition!
From the perspective of someone who does sew things for people they love (my husband has so many ridiculous shirts), Garak doing the same for Julian is one of my absolute favourite things in fanfic. Before you make a garment for someone, you have to design it, and design it for them. You have to know the person, what style suits them, what colours suit them, plus what they like in the first place. It’s like a wearable portrait.
If I were a fic writer I’d write a whole piece from Garak’s perspective about designing a gift for Julian. I’d have him sneakily arrange some samples on the cutting table for him to fiddle with, surreptitiously gauging his reaction, figuring out which ones he reaches for, which ones he recoils from, which ones he unconsciously holds up to his cheek.
I’d write about the hours spent poring over the cut of the garment, how much of his Cardassian aesthetic he puts into it, how much of Earth, how much of everything else. Garak would do his research - he’d look into Earth symbolism, to try and tell a story in his embroidery. He’d laugh himself into a coughing fit when he figured out that Earth people had at some point chosen the wrong mythological staff to represent the medical profession, and then decided to just run with it. He’d sew in a branching, tree-like pattern that ascended up each sleeve, repeating seven times, and push down a flutter of nervousness about whether Julian would get the reference.
I’d write about reconciling the Julian he knew with the measurements he’d - not stolen, if such information was so easily found. Tailoring the fit of the garment to him would feel oddly daring, a feeling he’d never encountered when the numbers were just numbers, and the bodies were just bodies. His eyes would follow the tapered lines from the shoulders to the waist and find a strange kind of intimacy in those clean, pressed seams.
When it came time to give him the gift, he’d wait. He’d wait for an opportune moment, when Julian was out wearing some poorly-tailored asymmetrical monstrosity, something that didn’t lie flat along the shoulders, machine embroidered, with a neckline that sat far too high. He’d tell Julian about all of these shortcomings in detail, remarking widely on his awful taste in clothing and his clear inability to dress himself. Then, and only then, he’d tell him to come by the shop later. Don’t leave me waiting for you, Doctor.
“Captain Kirk can’t drive” is such an amazing character trait and I hate that AOS takes it away
AOS gives us no evidence that Kirk can drive a car. Quite the opposite, in fact, given the state of that car after he gets his hands on it.
#what TOS Kirk needs is a motorbike#A Piece Of The Action where Kirk has a bike and Spock is in the side car like ashayam please slow down
@marlinspirkhall why would you hide this in the tags?
what if we were in a library and i was sitting on the ground reading a book and you knelt beside me and put your fingers under my chin and kissed me?
AU where after returning to the Alpha Quadrant Harry meets up with Ezri who has also switched to the command track in Starfleet, both of them train under Captain Geordi La Forge and become quick friends while sharing stories of the wild situations they’ve been in.
Some star trek headcanons (developed over a fun night of talking and thinking)
- There are bound to be some species who can see humans Blaschko’s lines (they’re visible in black light, so some real animals can probably see them better than we can; we can only see them when we shine black lights on ourselves or when we have certain skin conditions). There’s also probably some who have fun patterns like that themselves (I find myself reminded of the Trills)
- Cardassians have a similar “hood” in their necks to cobras, except instead of being flared from an “!I’m in danger!” Response (as in irl cobras), it’s more like an involuntary version of a peacock fanning his tail feathers (except both sexes can do it).
- And there’s got to be a few other species who can hear deer/dog whistles and such (obviously the Ferengi can but like. There’s gotta be others). Conversely, with Cardassian hearing being less fine than human hearing, there’s likely a fair few things we can easily hear that they wouldn’t (high sounds similar to the whine of tube tvs, really low rumbling, and very hushed, faint sounds of any tone come to mind.) Some Cardassians with poor hearing by their own standards who work with humans might need adaptive devices to help them (kinda like the hearing version of the lady from a low-gravity place who needed a wheelchair, since her home environment was so dissimilar from this new environment).
I wonder… this terraforming game is fun, but building extraterrestrial Earthseed paradises is only so satisfying. Is it possible I could turn Mars into an ocean world, drowning it in so much water that its inhabitants perish in the flood?
terraforming, but not for humans
MARS: THE ONE WITH THE WHALES
OK but gay country music would go so hard though. Ladies singing about the girl in cut offs sitting next to them in their truck, dudes singing about showing off for the farmers son, bi people singing about how the county fair is hot but it ain’t cause of the heat. 90% of country music could be fixed if we removed the heteronormativity
The other 10% of country music is fine just the way it is cause that’s the 10% that’s women singing about killing their abusive husbands.
drowningisthefirststeptodying:
Can we leave gay subtext behind in 2017 and move on to openly gay characters in healthy relationships in 2018