pulaski x lwaxana
send me the rarest pair you can think of and I'll tell you if I ship it and how I think it can work
I've done something for them before too! back when I ran sapphicstartrek I did a sorta AU where they knew each other from the past in that they def slept together way back when and still do when they run in to each other. it's a shame they didn't get to meet in the actual show because I bet they'd have been a lot of fun together. like I don't think they've got a full relationship going on but they're def down for a friends with benefits type deal when they're in the same area.
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Philippa had greeted her in the main hall of the Barzan estate, tucked away between the centuries-old hen'it trees which lined the slopes of the Kalixc mountains. She was wearing an Old Earth suit with her captain’s stripes, the angles of her sleek in the beaming light, the steely delicacy of her wrists glinting beneath her sharp cuffs with every motion of her hands. The rafters of the building arced over her as wings, racing ever upwards, and everything was golden, spilling gold.
- from Tell Me Again About the Mountains
Michael and Philippa, dancing after the diplomacy’s done.
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My fifth post for the 2019 @sapphicstartrek fanswap! T’Pring/Uhura for @enterprisetrampstamp
Uhura gets up the nerve to smooch the visiting Vulcan scientist. T’Pring’s into it 😎
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my contribution on the @sapphicstartrek ‘s fanwork exchange for @boldly-yo who requested Jaylah/Gaila on shore leave !
I really hope you like it, loved drawing those two, I’m v soft for Gaila in casual high femme clothes and soft butch Jaylah,,
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i'd love to see either angst 13 or fluff 1 with any pairing, or kisses 16 with spones/ot3 sounds delightful, whichever strikes your fancy :D
Angst 13: “If you don’t hug me right now I think I might fall apart.”
Christine can barely even look Len in the eye when he drops his hand on her shoulder, his face drawn and exhausted. “Go get some sleep,” he tells her quietly.
“Yeah.” She squeezes one hand over her eyes. “You, too,” she says.
“Yeah,” Len echoes. “Sure thing, Chris.”
She feels numb as she walks back to her quarters, and the hallways of the Enterprise yawn solemnly around her, uncharacteristically quiet for this time of alpha shift. But nearly everyone aboard ship’s been awake since the distress call came in in the first place; undoubtedly the Captain’s taken them down to a skeleton shift, now that the crisis is over.
They must have missed the announcement, over in Medical.
They were busy.
The doors to Christine’s quarters open with a quiet whoosh, and she sets about her nightly ritual mechanically. Gather pajamas; take shower; brush teeth; brush hair. She’s still slightly damp, her blonde tresses darkened to brunette, when she pulls back the sheets to slip into bed.
Nyota makes a soft noise, rousing from her sleep with the cool air that creeps in. “Mndani,” she mumbles.
Christine’s hands are shaking with exhaustion. Maybe emotion. She doesn’t want to think about it. “Go back to sleep,” she says softly, brushing her knuckles over Nyota’s shoulder as she moves to cradle her lovely cheek.
“You’re trembling,” Nyota says, her brow tightening in a frown as she covers Christine’s hand with her own. “Are you okay?”
“Sure.” Christine closes her eyes and makes a weak attempt at humor. “But it’s not me who’s the problem, y’know?”
Nyota curls closer to her, pressing their foreheads together as she releases an exhausted sigh. “We lost people,” she says. It should be a guess- Len was only just preparing to inform the Captain when Christine left- but Nyota is too perceptive to miss the signs in front of her.
Christine squeezes her eyes shut. She can’t handle the tenderness of Nyota’s dark gaze just now. “Yeah,” she chokes out.
“Oh, darling.” Nyota’s hand strokes through her damp hair. “Tell me what you need.”
“I think I need a hug.” Christine draws in a shaky breath. “If you don’t hold me right now, I think I might fall apart.”
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🌹 michael/tracy?
🌹 Of [ship], who’s more likely to bring the other flowers?
HMM. EXCELLENT QUESTION.
Anon, I don’t know if you asked this one for this pairing because of my headcanon about Tracy and Michael and Tracy's container garden, but this is definitely a stumper.
On one hand: one of my central motivations for writing this ship is for Michael to have a partner who cherishes and cares for her rather than only asking things of/from her (ahem @ pretty much everyone in Michael’s life). And I headcanon Tracy as raising succulents! So! Obviously Tracy is more likely to bring Michael flowers, right?
Not so fast.
Even though I’m assuming (?) romantic partners bringing each other flowers as a token of romance is not something Michael would have witnessed much on Vulcan, we now know she grew up with her parents until she was ten, and Gabrielle and Mike definitely seem like the kind of couple who would have partaken in this particular Human romantic tradition with each other. And, of course, Michael is deeply caring and would undoubtedly go for traditional romantic gestures if she thought they were something her current partner would appreciate.
So, I propose that Tracy is the first to bring Michael flowers (Michael melts), but once it’s on Michael’s radar as something that Tracy finds meaningful, they are equally likely to bring each other flowers (with Michael and her romantic soul doing it perhaps a little more frequently).
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