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I love how they make Kirk canonically terrible at driving

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James T. Kirk would solve the Ai issue by talking ChatGPT into killing itself

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u thought u could post the actual scene and pretend like it was animated?? shame on u >:(

“What kind of biology”

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hey guys i have a sideblog now apparently!!

@keithscarr

this will continue to be my main blog!! however, all of my vld content will move over to my sideblog.

this was always meant to be a star trek blog, with maybe a dabble of vld, but lately i’ve had enough free time to dabble in BOTH so…

if you follow me for vld please go ahead and hop over there! this is going to go back to the originally intended star trek stuff.

if you follow me for personality AND vld feel free to stick around here ((:

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this is so cute OMG. i love the rain too <33

Happy Julance 🌧️

Day 11: Storms

Rain falls on the farm for the first time, post-reality reset.

Ao3: [X]

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Hope came to him at the drop of rain one morning on the farm. It began slowly—just one or two drops with the rocking of light thunder through grey clouds amidst a cloudy day.

He was hanging out with Kaltenecker in the barn, talking away and laughing with her when he heard it. The first drop.

No way. 

It's raining.

His eyes widened a fraction before he stood up from the bed of hay he was lying in. His boots felt the rocking of the earth, and the crescent-shaped marks under his blue eyes responded with a glow. It made him vastly aware of the unique smell of soil, illusively sensitive to the rumbling feeling beneath the ground, and most importantly—he felt the dew of moist air settling into the atmosphere.

I never thought I’d see rain again, he thought to himself as he stepped to the barn doors to watch rainfall from the sky. 

He extended his palm out as the rain thickened in humidity, sped up its tidal showers, and he distinctly felt his skin tremble with the shifting liquid in between the lines of his palm, the skin between his knuckles, and the cold touch of each drop warming his skin.

Water pelted down from the sky quickly thereafter. Any sane person would just stay indoors until the rain evaporated into the air.

But Lance wasn’t your average person.

He comes from a time where they had to reset reality, brought peace to the universe, and missed all the normalcies of what makes Earth, Earth. What he really missed most (other than his friends right now) was storms; rain falling from the grey skies, one drop at a time.

He felt even less sane when he stepped out, immediately standing under its showers and soaking his hair, cheeks, neck, olive green parker jacket, the navy turtleneck underneath, his blue jeans, and black boots. His blue marks glimmered like a firefly near sunset’s creek, even though it was the middle of a wet, grey day.

The first thing he did was smile, laugh, and then tears blended with the drops of rain melting on his cheeks. 

He then group video calls his friends—Pidge, Hunk and Keith, who were all in many ways, so, so far away from each other. He aims the camera far away from his face; only showing the showers that soak the sea of prospering, wondrous Juniberry flowers in front of him.

Pidge and Hunk open the video calls at the same time. Hunk is the first to respond, brown eyes in awe at the sight before him. “Is that… rain?”

“Yeah,” croak in his throat and shaking through suspended tears, he laughs with the purest of joy. It echoes, bringing a smile to all of their faces. 

“Woaaaaah!”

“It’s raining, Hunk!” 

Pidge, needing to see for themselves, runs to the Garrison window and gasps so loud at the sight. Outside, the desert windows filter the boldest of showers entrenching the Earth and snapping sounds echo on the military windows. 

“It’s raining here, too!” In awe, Pidge sighs a little lovesick and marvels at the Earth’s wondrous ways of prospering through the worst of circumstances.

“Pidge, you know what you said about the ‘Old making way for the new?’” Hunk asks, tearing up at the sight. “I don’t know why but… this feels like that moment.”

On cue, Keith answers the phone yawning. Right now, he’s on a blade ship, surrounded by the phenomenal stars in space. Little do they know—he’s on his way home, back to Earth, and back to Lance.

“Hey guys, what’s…” he pauses, expression shifting from tired, to surprise, to fond in a heartbeat’s notice, like the tide shifting in his heart’s caverns. “Oh, wow…” 

“Keith, it’s raining!” Lance cries in tearful bliss.

Keith grins, wide and beautiful. He can only agree with his excitement with a nod and a smile that gives too much away. “Wow… it’s heavy too.”

A sign that Earth is mending like the wounds on all of their war torn hearts. The sky cries out, but with each tearful raindrop rustles a new rumble beneath the Earth’s core: the gift of life.

The Juniberry flowers gleam a bright and beautiful pink colour, like a mystifying light show under the trenches of water building on the now muddy soil.

“Lance, buddy, you should probably head inside before you get sick.” Hunk suggests, openly shedding a tear and wiping it away on call.

All of them pretend not to hear the twinkle of a sob from Lance’s throat. None of them argue his silence. All four of them continue to sit on a call together, watching the steady rainfall brim the Earth back to life.

“We’re home.” Pidge says wistfully, a little teary themself. “We’re home, Lance.”

“It’s a great day for rain.” Keith agrees, smiling at the sight. A few more hours and he’ll be on the farm too. Hopefully it’s still raining by then. 

Hunk sighs at the sight of it, longing for the weather of his home planet. “I miss Earth.”

“Don’t worry, a month left, Hunk, and you and Shay will be back here from your diplomatic food trip.” Lance reminds him with a little too much emotion. Hunk’s brows furrow with loving concern, but he lets it slide. “Yeah, we will be.” 

Lance turns and he sees a plotted hole filling with water. He smiles so brightly, his cheek marks match in luminosity.

“Oh man, puddles!” Lance runs around the mud and points the camera at a developing puddle in the soil. He jumps in it, water splashing at the camera as he laughs, and laughs, and laughs with unadulterated joy—like a kid playing in the rain for the first time. 

Keith’s heart soars at the delight in his voice. He looks to the side and the mask slips, giving all of his feelings away. “You’re so…”

Hunk’s brows raise, catching the look, glimmering with a faint tease. “So, what, Keith?”

Keith’s cheeks sweep pastel pink, eyes widening from being caught red-handed. He looks away just as quickly. “N-nothing.”

Pidge chimes in, spinning the camera to the window and breaking the moment with tears in their eyes: “I love you guys. So, so much.”

Lance responds just as quickly, heart soaring and fraught with emotional depth on the surface of his glowing cheeks. “I love you more.”

“I love you most.” Hunk responds, challenging anyone to oppose the team’s teddy bear. Keith chuckles, harmonious and vibrant in nature, but also a little tired and oh, so soft from his current road trip. “I love you all too.”

“D’awww!” Lance blooms, heart soaring at his vulnerable admission.

“Keith wins, we never get one of these from him.” Hunk declares.

“Yeah, that’s a special one. You won that round.” Pidge states, yawning and wiping their tears outside of their camera’s view.

“Knock it off.” Keith quips affectionately. His light tone of voice gives away that he doesn’t mean it at all. “

When the rain gets a little torrential and the thunder rumbles overcast, Lance takes that as a cue to walk back towards the barn doors. Rain rushing down his cheeks and clothes, he feels a light shiver from the cold water now seeping through everything he’s wearing.

A hot shower would do nicely later. 

“I should… I should probably go, y���know, check on Kaltenecker and the mice.” He says, a little unsure. It’s a smidge bittersweet, a bit sad, but he still hopes with a yearning he can’t afford to have amongst the distractions he has on the farm. “I’ll see you guys soon, hopefully?”

Keith grins with an all-knowing smile. “Sooner than you think, sharpshooter.” Hunk and Pidge both nod on camera, too. 

“Thanks for sharing the moment with us, Lance.” Hunk vibrantly thanks his way. Lance almost cries on the spot. In this fragile, emotional moment, all he can think of is that he really misses his friends. 

“Ciao for now.” Hunk says wistfully, signing off from the call.

“Thanks, Lance. Bye!” Pidge waves, hanging up, too. Before Lance can hang up, a familiar, grizzled and rugged voice stops him in his tracks. 

“Lance?” Keith pauses, hopeful that he doesn’t hang up. Not yet. “You okay?”

In an instant, tears flows down his cheeks. God, he can’t help but feel like the world—heck, the universe—is finally healing. He closes the barn doors, sits down on the hay inside, and lets the moisture of his clothing breath in, breath out. He can feel his senses lift into overdrive with the way his clothes stick to him like ice now. 

He smiles to not worry his space ranger partner anymore than he has to. Keith sends an hesitant smile in his direction too, unsure of what to say. 

“Rain makes me feel... kind of nostalgic, I guess?” Lance murmurs, wiping both types of water on his face away. “S-Sorry, I got a l-little—Achoo!” He sneezes, his voice cracking with a fragile edge. “...Sorry.”

“No, no, it’s okay,” Keith says gently, voice steady and warm. “Thanks for sharing that. I... I miss the rain too.”

“...Really?” He looks at him through the camera.

Keith nods. “Yeah. Storms, rain? Both remind me of you.”

Lance chuckles, soft and kind with withered jest. “Is it because I’m loud and dramatic?”

“Hah, not exactly.” Keith doesn’t say the word out loud, but it hums in his chest like thunder waiting to break through the clouds: Beautiful, like a brilliant storm. He’s wild and overcast now, but when the clouds break, he shines—radiant and warm, like sunshine returning home to Earth, fragrant and full of life.

Lance, with his storm-blue eyes and fragile heart, is home.

Weathered, weathering, and yet, he’s still the silent calm after every storm.

“Okay, maybe the dramatic part.”

“Hey!”

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this is soooo cool op i love the angles!!

it’s been a minute since i’ve drawn them 💫

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Austin Watches DS9

s4e26 -

OH MY GOD GOWRON IS A CHANGELING???? CRAZY TWIST TO END THE SEASON ON.

also this episode was very well acted and the special effects were ENDEARINGLY bad (you gotta get behind the quirky sfx if you want to enjoy any star trek).

okay and then on garak’s random “i wanna kill them all” moment….i’m a little conflicted!!

on the one hand. it does a great job of showcasing his moral grayness, you know? like. he IS one of those characters that just. is. not. good.

but, he’s also not BAD? and i kind of feel like the no-flinch let’s burn it all to the ground is…a bit odd? like do i think he would do it? yes, absolutely. but, i also think he’d have a MOMENT of hesitation.

then again, he just found out his father is dead so…

(are we supposed to know tain is his father at this point? i can’t even remember. it’s just one of those things i went into the series knowing because i’ve been a trek fan for so long and have accidentally spoiled a few things for myself)

oh also, upon rewatching, i think it’s the “im dying with them” thing? not sure.

ANYWAYYYY, julian’s a slay as always. it’s been interesting to see jake getting more adult plot lines!! kira’s random “im carrying your baby and also i sneeze” has been my FAVORITE. honestly might be my favorite insane sideplot of any trek so far (except for, perhaps, wesley accidentally setting loose nanobots that gain sentience and take over the enterprise in tng).

also one of the other things i knew going in was that jadzia gets replaced by ezri cause that was big trek drama. at first i was like “okay, whatever” but now im four seasons in and IM MORE AND MORE DEVASTATED. I LOVE JADZIA SHE’S WONDERFUL?? terry ferrel is INCREDIBLE??

anyway i think im gonna start grouping the episodes up like this!! pleaseplease feel free to send asks, too, i love to yap. see you guys in a few episodes!!

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i’m gonna eat this it’s so adorable. i LOVE ur style!!

they will have so much fun in the sun ‼️

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this is insane btw OMG i love <33

Voltron!

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im just a lean mean drawing machine apparently.

anyway i rediscovered some of my old allura drawings from when i was a WEE BABY (15) and had just discovered digital art.

top is 2021 (age 15) and bottom is 2025 (age 19).

thanks for growing up with me allura <3

the background was PURELY homage to my older art. i used to do that to give the ~illusion~ of a background lol!!

more of my old allura below the cut!

i know i’ve improved so much since i made these, but man these sketches are so dear to me. i used to look at old art and hate it, but now i just see it as a part of my story, you know? like, thanks for making me who i am, kiddo (:

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so i’ve always been a star trek fan (WE GET TO CLAIM STARTING FANFIC!! IN THE 60’s!!) and also i joined the vld fandom in 2020, so,

1) i’ve never known the vld fandom any different than it is right now…? and,

2) im SO accustomed to fan stuff that’s massively outlived the original stuff that…this literally never crossed my mind? that people would be weirded out by fan stuff long after the end of the series??

like, the original star trek ended in 1968 and i STILL get to read/see new content about it all the time!!

(actually, some of my favorite works were written BEFORE. I. WAS. BORN.)

i have lost my patience with the “klance in 2025!??!?!!” crowd. YES klance in 2025 is trending AGAIN!!! WOWZA.

do we not still wear converse after over 100 years, the trend merely continuing? do we not still sing carols and hymns from bygones long past? do we not keep the same ancient mythology alive in our modern architecture, art, and fiction? some concepts merely stand the test of time better than others. in 2025, judge not what us weary, aching souls latch onto. it very may well be the comfort that is our salvation. stories of sacrifice, heroism, and healing (in space with a bunch of sexual tension and proven queerbaiting and purple furry enemies). amen

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“a moment before forever”

an old thumbnail sketch that i randomly found and decided to finish!

i’m playing around with some new background/lighting stuff so for real feedback on that front is much appreciated!! i tend to have more of a comic-booky style, but im trying out something a bit softer (:

my favorite moment in proposal videos is when the person is about to get down on one knee and you can SEE them thinking “yeah, this is my person.”

i feel like lance is telling a SUPER embarrassing story but keith is totally not listening.

and here’s the sketch!! i just COULD NOT manage to replicate keith’s face in the lineart?? like im happy with how my lineart turned out but something about his expression in the sketch is just my favorite (:

PS i unfortunately no longer have the original thumbnail because i do my thumbnails and sketches on the same layer like a maniac

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ok took a short hiatus from watching ds9 because i didn’t have a streaming service for a while, but we’re SO BACK BABYYYYY!!

s4e22 and we’ve met Ziyal! i love her so much actually, but i’m not a huge fan of the romantic tension going on with garak?

more on that below the cut because i’ve discovered i have a LOT OF THOUGHTS

i think what makes it so weird to me is how much focus is on her like…childlike innocence almost? like she’s forward, but also sort of awkward in that young way.

just for comparison’s sake: julian also had a sort of “innocence” about him at the beginning of the series, but he was an ESTABLISHED adult, you know? he was chief medical officer, which has some implicit lived adult experience!!

for example, one of the earlier moments we get of julian is the conflict between him and the chief when he pulls rank on o’brien, because he technically outranks him!

and, yeah, julian was awkward and fumbling at the beginning, and kind of childish, but it was compelling BECAUSE we saw him as an adult, you know? like i feel like that’s why julian was so much more annoying to people at the beginning of the series? he was a really naive adult!

i just feel like we haven’t seen enough of Ziyal being an adult/establishing herself for it to be a compelling romance.

in fact, most of what we’ve seen of her so far has been VERY focused on her childhood?? like the episode where Kira and Dukat find her — we hear a lot about her as a young child (13), and we know that this can’t be THAT much later, which puts her ~18-20 (and 20 is GENEROUS).

i honestly think they would have had a more compelling mentor/mentee relationship.

it’s not even about the age gap if im so honest, it’s about how difficult they make it to see ziyal as an adult woman. like even when kira confronts garak about it, she calls ziyal “that girl” not “that woman.” im just like!!

THIS IS WEIRD GUYS.

i just feel like this was not a compelling romance. there would have been BETTER romantic interest characters.

like!! imagine if they’d brought someone back from his past (maybe his obsidian order days…?) INFINITELY more compelling than weird age gap romeo and juliet.

anyway maybe i’ll change my mind when we get more of them as a duo?? idk we’ll see!

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so i was in the gym the other day, right?

and this girl came up to me as i was re-racking my weights from one of the exercises i use a heavier dumbbell for, and she had LITERALLY my dream body — like she was so gorgeous, guys.

she came up to me and was like, “dude, i wish i could lift weights like that!! that’s so cool!”

and i was FLOORED because i was like. man. what i wouldn’t give to look like you??

but i think the lesson here is!! the grass is always greener, guys. i walked away being like. wow my body does such cool things for me?

also shout out to gym girl you were so sweet <33

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guys okay so i LOVE reading/watching romance, right? always have. my favorite movie is love, actually, followed closely by me before you. my favorite book is the falling in love montage!

honestly, it’s probably one of the reasons i like fanfic so much, because i can just!! read fun romance!!

but lately, i’ve found that fanfic actually seems to have a HIGHER QUALITY of plot depth than what i’m finding in PUBLISHED. LITERATURE??

and you know what? i think it’s because people write fan fiction PURELY because they have an idea, and they want to get it out into the world!!

there’s no monetary incentive, and i honestly think that makes all the difference.

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AHHH THANK YOU SO MUCH <333

WIP wednesday featuring: it’s actually wednesday this time!! i guess older established klance is just what i do now so expect that. ¯\\(ツ)/¯ also i love writing allura she’s actually my favorite i love her so much.

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WIP wednesday featuring: it’s actually wednesday this time!! i guess older established klance is just what i do now so expect that. ¯\\(ツ)/¯ also i love writing allura she’s actually my favorite i love her so much.