#senator vreenak

[ds9-polycule-tales]

[pacificsaury]

in the pale moonlight (6.19)

if you know the uno video reference, ily forever

[rsclopez]

HOW TO PICK UP AN ALIEN SPOUSE ON DEEP SPACE 9 (from a regular human who was just doing regular human things)

Y/N and her group are tipsy from partying(theyre smiling and giggling) and are heading back to their ship: They see a group of men walking pass them.

Y/N: Hey you with the SEXY shoulder pads,ridges & pointed ears?

The group turns to look at the gaggle of females. Theyre surprised at being “hit-on”

Y/N realizes who she just catcalled!Its the Romulan group of Senators (Vreenak,Letant,Koval,Parem & Hiren w/their guards) She points at the one in the Middle of the group!

Y/N: “Forget diplomacy baby...let's drink some Romulan Ale and cross into each other's neutral zones!”(suggestively smirks at him) Wadda ya say?

Letant: (starts grinning at y/n)Im amenable to that & “ill even drop my cloaking device so you can see my warbird” tonight or anytime you want?!

The human females are surprised & shocked. The Romulans have varying reactions at Letants response(Vreenak smirks, Koval & Hiren facepalms & Parem is just bug eyed. Centurion guards have the I dont get paid enough for this looks)

Everyones eyebrows are up their hairlines

Y/N:Uhmm Okay?

Letant: (Heads over to Y/N) “You know human, my forehead's not the only thing with ridges on it”

Y/N: What?????

Letant: And “tonight im going to boldly go where no Romulan has ever gone before”w/you. (Leers at Y/N)

Y/N:(Blushes so hard then starts laughing!)Youre one smooth Romulan. “Darling you can violate my prime directive any day”.

Grabs Letant and leaves the group!

——The next day——

Praetor Hiren receives a comm message from Letant:

Extension of diplomatic stay for 1 month. I need to explore more regions of her space for my final frontier.

Personal File Change

Senator Letant of Romulus-Status Change to Married.

Spouse needs expedited diplomatic application to Romulan citizenship

Hiren: This fehill'curak(asshole in romulan)

To be continued…

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[toebeans-mcgee]

Barbie’s Malibu Warbird. Drawn on Procreate.

Link to: Regular Romulan Warbird

[zmyaro]

Has anyone done this yet?

[star-trek-fandom-confessions]

#455 by @valerisideburns

"Senator Vreenak's "It's a fake!" moment was so iconic. Stephen McHattie ate in that scene.

[gplusbfics]

Not a new one, but an old favorite. Thank you to whoever originally made this.

[sleepycat82]

From this hotness

To this hotness

To this…I’m not really sure…

@toebeans-mcgee @bigblissandlove1 @deepspacedukat @vreenak

[unknownfacelessfanfictions]

Decorations

Fandom: Star Trek: Deep Space Nine Pairing: Senator Vreenak x fem!Reader Words: 1.2K Summary: Vreenak knows a lot about humanity and their sentiment towards certain traditions. That didn't prevent him from being surprised when comming home to a newly styled house A/N: Not completely satisfied with this one, but it won't get better

Not my gif!!!

WINTER WRITING PLAN

Vreenak was not sure whether to feel amused or sceptical.

Of course he knew why she did what she did, after all he was not stupid or simple-minded. Vreenak was aware of the human tradition, which to his knowledge was celebrated in many, although not all, cultures on Earth at this time of year.

He was also quite aware that people who celebrated this festival tended to become incredibly joyful and emotional. They started seeing friends and family, even if they hadn't seen them since the last festival, and bought loads of unnecessary things that they would pack away after a month anyway.

And in addition, he was quite aware of people's tendency to decorate their dwellings unnecessarily and load them with rubbish.

He was aware of all this, but nevertheless he had not been prepared to come home that evening and find the house in such a state.

As soon as he opened the door, his entrance hall greeted him, dressed in dozens of twinkling fairy lights. After setting down his bag and taking off his coat, he let his gaze slide with scepticism over his wife's handiwork.

The aforementioned fairy lights stretched throughout the entrance hall, over railings and door frames, up to the ceiling, which was several metres above Vreenak's head. Also on the ceiling were colourful spheres and greenery, the branches of which were tied together with careful red bows.

Whether he liked it or not, Vreenak had to admire his wife's willpower and stubbornness in putting the decorations up there on the ceiling. He knew from his own experience how difficult it was to get to the ceiling.

Nevertheless, he still wasn't quite sure what to make of the display.

Sounds from the lounge caught his attention and on silent soles he slipped through the corridors of her dwelling until he arrived at the doorway to their lounge.

A slight smile crept onto his face at the sight.

On the floor, surrounded by boxes of various sizes, squatted his wife, her brow furrowed as she concentrated on untangling the string of fairy lights in her hands. Scattered on the floor around her were baubles of various colours, more fairy lights, the green branches he had already noticed in the entrance hall, and various wooden figures, which seemed bizarre to him.

Some of them he could still understand, for example the one that was probably supposed to represent a snowflake.

However, Vreenak was not sure who the blond wooden figure in the white dress and with wings was supposed to represent.

He had seen this representation several times before, but had never shown enough interest in it, to search for the answer.

The most striking thing, however, was the huge wreath of branches that stood on the table. There were four red candles on it, and here too he could make out the already familiar balls and cones. Even if he couldn't quite make sense of it.

"Damn thing," she growled, tugging briefly at the string of lights. "You'd think in the 24th century we'd have strings of lights that would be easier to untangle, but no-" A curse escaped her, causing Vreenak's eyebrows to shoot up. "Half an hour I've been fighting you you bastard and it's no use."

Quietly, Vreenak approached her and put his hands on her shoulders. "Well, well, I haven't seen you so dedicated in a long time, e'lev." As soon as his hands came into contact with her shoulder and his voice reached her ear, she flinched and wheeled around to face him, her eyes wide with shock.

"Oh heavens, Vreenak! Don't scare me like that!" He chuckled in amusement and pressed a kiss to the back of her neck just below her ear and could feel a shudder rush through her.

"You're getting inattentive, wife." He ran a hand through her hair. "You must be careful. Otherwise someone might hurt you." She leaned back and he could feel the smile on her face.

"That's what I married you for, isn't it?"

"And I thought it was because of my irresistible charm and good looks."

"If anything, it's for your power and money," she returned with a laugh before turning slightly sideways and pressing a kiss to his cheek.

"I didn't expect you to be home so early. I had hopes that maybe I'd be done decorating by the time you arrived. "A sigh. "Well, most of it down here is done."

Vreenak settled on the floor and pulled her into his arms so that his chest was pressed against her back and buried his nose in her neck. "And may I know the reason for which you so adorn our home, e'lev?" Her hands wandered back to the string of lights.

"I don't think I need to explain to you what Christmas is."

"No, but it doesn't explain the state of our home."

Playfully, she slapped his arm. "Oh please, don't act dumber than you are. I was trying to get into the Christmas spirit. On Romulus, Christmas just isn't that sought after due to the absence of other humans. I was just craving something typically Christmassy." She sighed and traced the lines on his palm with her fingertips, causing a shiver to run through him.

"But perhaps I should have asked you first, e'lev. Forgive me."

Vreenak clicked his tongue. "Nonsense. You are my wife and as much lady of the house as I am lord of this house. To be more accurate, the house is probably even more yours than mine, considering how much time you spend here." He pressed a kiss to her neck and she chuckled softly, bringing a smile to Vreenak's lips. He couldn't stand it when she was sad.

"If it makes my wife happy, she may put up as many decorations in this house as she likes." A glow spread across her face and she turned, but Vreenak raised an admonishing finger.

"However, I have one condition. We will not put a tree in our house." A sigh escaped her, however, she nodded in agreement. "Very well. We will just have to settle for these." She took one of the small twigs in her hand and waved it in the air.

"Tell me, my dear husband, are you aware of the tradition of these twigs? What happens if you stand among them with a person?"

He shook his head silently and leaned back a little when he saw the mischievous smile on her lips. "Well then, allow me a demonstration."

Silently, Vreenak smiled to himself as his hand moved to her neck while her lips caressed his. Of course he was aware of this tradition.

"I would like to call it a day," she murmured, "however, I still have to finish my fight with this string of lights." He smiled and pressed a kiss to her forehead.

"Then I wish you good luck, my wife. I am aware that you can fight your battles alone, allow me to get you some refreshment. Kali-fal, perhaps?"

Agreeing, she nodded and Vreenak rose before bowing playfully. "I will return shortly, Ihhei." Her laughter followed him into the kitchen and he could not hide his own smile.

Truly, he would be able to tollerate this bit of decoration if it put his wife in such high spirits.

And perhaps, he thought, as his thoughts returned to the green branches, not all decorations were so awful.

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@akamitrani

[creature-of-the-stars]

Phantasma

Chapter 1 -> read here 👻

Vreenak/ F OC

Synopsis: A Starfleet officer experiences problems with her runabout and makes an emergency stop at Empok Nor. The dusty station has been abandoned for years, there's not a single living thing in sight (no, not even a vole). However, the Lieutenant soon finds out she isn't alone.

So, this is the Vreenak fic I was supposed to do by Halloween, but - obviously - didn't 🤦🏽‍♀️. Also, I had eye surgery awhile back and just recently got to a point where I could read/write on a digital device without pain. It felt like someone was pushing my eyes out from the inside of my head if I spent more than five min looking at a backlit screen - thankfully, that's passing!

Tag list (let me know if I left you off because it's been so long, I have completely forgotten who is on my list): @deepspacedukat@darkmattervibes @starrynightgardens @bigblissandlove1 @emilie786 @sleepycat82 @indignantlemur @emochook (I saw your review already, lovely 💜, but I wanted to include you for completeness), @romulanhorsegirl @horta-in-charge

Also...Happy New Years!!! 🥂

[hedonist-aesthete]

It's done, and after tomorrow I get to go on break 🎉

[boldlydeck]

🪐This is a Romulan-Friendly Post🪐

I 💚 Vulcanoids, they’re beautiful and they deserved to be my most treasured alien species.

Reference used.

[rsclopez]

Ease up a little starfleet! Hows a girl going to get gifts from her Romulan if this is contraband!

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[toebeans-mcgee]

Romulan Warbird. Drawn on Procreate.

Link to: Barbie’s Malibu Warbird

[spookysnooty]

I'm taught how to make edits and the first thing I do is use it do make degenerate content 🌸🎀✨

[akamitrani]

Vreenak edit this time, I can't stop doing these now.

He makes me feel... things. 🫣