



Starfleet’s Golden Girls: Dr. Katherine Pulaski, Lwaxana Troi, and Admiral Alynna Nechayev are the team that saves the day when no one else can. They can communicate telepathically because Lwaxana taught them how, and they own the Starfleet bar scene. — inspired by admiralpulaski (x)

-Jadzia is going to get soaking wet
-Yeah, probably.
-So is Worf, he hates getting wet, why is he out there too?
-Why do you think?
Remember how I said when it rains, i’m gonna draw dd9 fluff? its raining

Just get me two mugs of synthale, a double order of hasperat and, uh… hold the conversation.
1940’s Kira Nerys

Geordi stopped short and cursed. ”Of course the day I forget my umbrella is the day it rains,” he grumbled.
Data scanned the street. “We are only a block from your apartment. If we run, we will not get too wet.”
Geordi sighed and cupped his hands to protect his glasses. “All right, one…two…three!”
They took off, and Data immediately passed Geordi. The rain slid down Data’s smooth hair to fly out in a spray behind him. That was the last thing Geordi saw before the raindrop landed on his glasses.
He wiped it off, but found that in removing his hand he had allowed ten more to land. He kept running, his vision swirling, but his foot caught in something, and he stumbled.
“Data!”
Footsteps, splashing in water. “Geordi?”
“My glasses - I can’t see!”
He heard a rumble of thunder. “Data!”
“I am here, Geordi!” Data said, and a hand closed around Geordi’s wrist. “I will lead you.”
He gently tugged, and Geordi gripped Data’s wrist as well. Together, they ran, feet splashing. Geordi nearly slipped, but Data caught him with a deft arm around the waist.
Data kept his arm around Geordi’s waist as he led him into the apartment building and up the stairs to Geordi’s apartment. Only once the door was shut did Data let go.
Geordi dragged his sleeve across his glasses, but that just made them worse.
“Here, Geordi,” Data said, and pressed a towel into Geordi’s hands. Geordi wiped his glasses, and slowly, everything came back into focus.
The first thing he noticed, however, was Data’s face.
“Thanks,” he said. “That’s why I usually carry an umbrella.”
It wasn’t the smartest thing to say, but Data seemed to understand.
“I will always help you, Geordi.” (x)
IT WAS RAINING YESTERDAY AND I FELT LIKE DRAWING SOME DD9 FLUFF AND THEN hermioneofvulcan WROTE THIS AND I COULDN’T DRAW IT THEN BECAUSE AT THAT POINT IT WAS TOO LATE TO DRAW ANYTHING BUT I LOVED IT SO MUCH SO HERE IT IS NOW
and now i read the fic again and i may have taken small liberties shitalso i threw in a reference to Ladyyatexel’s dd9 fic eyy

-Oh,you’re soaking wet! Did you get that wet just coming from next door?
-No, I ran back to the university to get that book I wanted to show you but someone else already checked it out.
-All the way there, and without an umbrella, I suppose.
IM TURNING THIS INTO A THING WHEN IT RAINS IM DRAWING DD9 IN THE RAIN
here’s the fluff prompt i got it from
nah im totally not avoiding drawing human garak what are you talking about

-Dude, I didn’t know you hung out with Lal!
-Yeah, we get ice cream after PT. Lal’s pretty cool, even if she does eat sherbert out of a cone like some sort of heathen.
I will take your depressing DD9 headcanons about Lal and make them happy goddAMNIT DEEP DISH NINE IS A HAPPY PLACE
guess who still won’t watch It’s Only A Paper Moon
because i am a baby who can’t handle it

letstalkabouttrek said: Sisko yelling at someone for doing something stupid/against the rules.
Remember that one time Nog temporarily sold Sisko’s desk

Annoymous asked for DD9 Vorta headcanons and I went a little overboard, but in my defence i’ve been thinking about this since that episode with weyoun six and odo