TERRIBLE DRAWINGS I’M GOING TO BLAME ON TWITTER CONVERSATIONS: bashir’s head on a corgi’s body, odo covered in a preposterous number of nipples.
and uh i guess he’s wearing little arm floaties just… just ‘cause.
TERRIBLE DRAWINGS I’M GOING TO BLAME ON TWITTER CONVERSATIONS: bashir’s head on a corgi’s body, odo covered in a preposterous number of nipples.
and uh i guess he’s wearing little arm floaties just… just ‘cause.
cosmictuesdays asked:
I think your thing is going to end up being a series of vignettes with a very loose overhanging story. At least one of those vignettes will involve Julian, Miles, and a bottle of scotch.
“Can’t brew that on a space station.”
“You groundpounders. You think everything good comes from planets.”
“Did you ever read about the moon scotch? It doesn’t taste right when it’s made in space–”
“You just haven’t got the tastebuds for it. You’re not hard enough. Gotta get some good rads into ya, gotta live in zero-G for a while–”
“You are incredibly full of it.”
“Now that’s the thruster pod calling the jumpdrive hot.”
Repainted Bashir hanging out with the other junk on my shelves~
Not sure I’m completely satisfied with his face -Tinsnip’s was much cuter! - but he’s better than he was!
He came with a tiny Raktajino mug, fuck my life, it’s so cute.
augh he is so fucking smug tho~~~~~~