



“The sleeves of Q’s charcoal robe flapped slowly in the biting winter wind, and Picard found himself wishing that Starfleet uniforms came complete with gloves and a scarf.”

Definition of hot:
Wild and unshaven puppy doctors in Dominion Prison Camps
((How am I supposed to get my homework done when gifs like this exist.))
EXCUSE ME
EXCUSE ME
WHY THIS HAS ONLY 49 NOTES???
WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU, PEOPLE???
fuck my life
*quiet sobbing*
I still want to know who that Tal Shiar operative is!