#Jurati

[stra-tek]

Remember the transwarp conduit from the end of Picard season 2 that was setting up something big but everyone just kind of forgot about? We now know what the plan was! (Trekmovie link)

And it was awful!

[best-star-trek-character]

PIC Semi-Finals!

[liamfaoisidhe]

Sad Agnes and Borg icons for my bitter heart

[unbeleveable-archive]

@jurati sent: will you eat with me? (eleanor)

Eleanor looked up from where she was seated at her desk, filing her nails. "Only if I get to choose the restaurant," she answered, figuring she might as well. Jackie was off today and she did hate eating alone. "I have certain standards, you see." She would make up for her pickiness by paying, as she usually did with others. What was the point of having all the money that she did if she didn't spend some of it on others?

[doctordonovan]

 ❝   oh,    we share clothes now?   ❞

 words all too easily get a laugh,   dark eyebrows rising with a dry   &&   playful quiet response.    ❝   you'll forgive me in time for this betrayal,    I'm sure of it.   ❞    shirt is large on agnes,   all the more massive on maeve's shorter frame,    matched with the unusual presence of jeans    &&    bare feet on wooden flooring.    usual subtleness still proves itself an odd mix with obvious eagerness,    squeezing other's hand as brunette gently tugs her in intended direction once again.     surprises aren't unheard of    -    maeve rarely impulsive but far more sentimental than she'd have once wanted to admit    -    always planned    &&    carefully followed through.

                       yet it's a little more rare for her to be nervous about one of them.

 ❝   if you hate it I'll redo it.    obviously.    but I couldn't bare to just replicate things for something so important.   ❞     nursery has been a slow project,    planned more in late night conversations than anywhere else,    delayed between other projects and the simple increasing reality as to tabitha's imminent arrival.    faltering at door all the same,    romulan shifts onto fronts of feet to press gentle kiss to @jurati​‘s lips.    ❝   it's been ages since I got to paint,    if anything looks vaguely demonic,    assume it was meant to be a squirrel or something.   ❞

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[commandtrek]

"Computer dictate the file logged "Shit I stole from the Borg Queen"

Dammit I love Agnes 😂

[iamselfmade]

Name: Agnes

Age: 36+

Do you like to cuddle?: Very much!

A night in or dinner out?: Let's stay in and maybe work on a puzzle!

Ice cream or chocolate covered strawberries?: I like both. What do you like?

What makes you a good Valentine?: I'm not a good valentine by any definition, but I'd like to think I'm a decent friend.

Would you cook for me?: I am an avid user of replicators!

Would you let me cook for you?: No need to, but out of curiosity - can you cook?

"Hey, listen. I would love to hang out, work on some puzzles, and make food for you. I can't cook at all. Not even remotely. I can't eat, but cuddles are the greatest. You're an amazing friend. Dammit! You'd be a great Valentine for someone some day. Now come hang out with me!"

[colnerys]

name: agnes p. jurati

age: you've seen my records, you know

do you like to cuddle?: i do

can we make-out?: with each other?!

a night in or dinner out?: a night in; dinner out means being around... people.

ice cream or chocolate covered strawberries?: anything with chocolate will do

what makes you a good valentine?: i'm actually not a good valentine by any definition, just ask my ex. BUT i can try to make you laugh and we can just eat chocolate and cry.

would you cook for me?: if by cook you mean grab you something from the replicator, absolutely!

would you let me cook for you?: if you're so inclined

v-day apps for kira | please send more (accepting)

RE: APPLICATION TO: AGNES P. JURATI

i think u meant to send to someone else

KIRA NERYS sent from myReplicator

[detmisty]

What Color Is Your Aura?

BROWN.

wicker baskets, bookstores, wood rings, chocolate bars, suitcases, mochas, teddy bears. your essence is brown: you are a strong-hearted worker afraid to burden others. you are persistent, and thankless; you will be the wielder that your loved ones need and will fight for what they deserve. your tenderness only seeks to belong. you are the martyr. you are the unyielding. you find kinship in like-minded individuals of umber, beige, chiffon, and terracotta, who share your devotion to others. you are also drawn to the bright pink and yellow, who will help you grow and show you how to speak up for your needs. however, you may struggle to get along with the aggressive personalities of purple and red who look after themselves first.

tagged by: @jurati tagging: anybody who see this & wants to do it!

[tlacehualli]

" are you hurt? "

from here [accepting]

She's easing off her jacket gingerly, wincing in a way that suggests that, yes, she was hurt. "Nah, this is nothing." Her voice is strained but she's still cracking jokes, dropping her jacket to the floor with her right arm (given the bullet hole in her left side). "That feels super fantastic actually."

A grimace. Sombra snatches up a bottle of tequila and twists it open, drinking some of it - and pouring some of it into the wound. If she's whimpering, it is very delicate, ladylike, and not at all embarrassing and she's definitely not crying a little.

"Hijo de la pinche madre." It comes out like a whine but she's just gonna push through and take another swig of tequila. She's got quick, practiced hands - even with her rising blood alcohol level, she makes quick work of the cleaning and bandaging process. The sort of skill you had to pick up if you were a street kid and then joined a gang when you were like twelve.

"...Do you have any more tequila?"

[ensnchekov-a]

"You can't trust atoms, they make up everything."

Pavel laughs, maybe a little harder than he should've. "Speaking of untrustworthy atoms, did you know there is an atom that keeps stealing electrons? You better keep an ion him."

[doctordonovan]

sender kisses receiver to say goodbye. ( reverse )

it's just another mission,   is it not?  section 31 continuing their insidious nature  -  it's been years of learning how they work,  learning how to try and put them back in any kind of box  &&  they have used that time to learn maeve's mechanisms in return.    ( she spent so much of her life learning how to survive their grip around her throat,  they spent just as long working out how to tighten knots well enough that when tides come,  she will drown no matter what.  )    so could it really be a surprise that when they came with whispers of exactly the right thing to get her to agree?

@jurati is right,  it's too perfect,  too certainly hiding something else for her to trust it.

yet section 31 has always known to use truths as part of their lies.  ❝ I hope...  I'm sorry.  I really am sorry,  I'll be back as soon as I can be. ❞   promises surely won't fix anything,  but maeve means them all the same.  agnes is rightfully upset with her  &&  brunette has never dismissed such a thing.   so instead she steps closer,  presses ghost of a kiss on other's lips,  ❝ we'll have dinner when I do?  I'll cook,   something nice and replicator free. ❞

a goodbye kiss,  in the end,   is so rarely recognised in the moment at which it happens.

[quasi-normalcy]

I think that the real essence of a 'trans' story isn't actually about gender at all, so much as it's about going through a transition from one state where you're miserable and unhappy and wish for death or feel like you're already dead to another radically different state where...you're content. You're just content. You had something chronically wrong with you, like a painful screeching that just becomes the background noise of your existence and then...it's gone. You are, in some ineffable cosmic sense, where you belong.

[unbeleveable-archive]

@jurati sent: “ oh, i knew you could do it! i’m so proud of you! “ (grogu)

Large ears perked up as he looked at Agnes, a triumphant smile playing across his small face. He had done it. He had mastered the backflip, flying across the room in one leap and landing right on his feet on her work table. "Patu," he replied, looking as pleased with himself as Agnes was.

[aercnaut-archived]

@jurati <3'd for a starter EIGHTY FOUR YEARS AGO I AM SO SORRY

   a  simple  job:  get  this  little  lady  out  of  the  north.  no  questions,  no  cops,  no  paper  trail.  works  for  him.

   “ you  don’t  find  any  of  this  weird? “  hester  asks,  poking  her  head  out  of  his  jacket  to  look  at  him  as  he  did  the  routine  checks  before  a  long  journey.  they  were  good  on  food  and  water,  but  they  might  need  to  stop  if  the  air  got  too  humid.

   “ of  course  i  find  it  weird, “  replies  the  aeronaut,  “ but  we  need  the  coin  and  she’s  got  it.  ‘sides,  she  seems  like  she’s  in  trouble. “

   “ normal  people  would  think  that’s  a  reason  not  to  take  the  job. “  the  hare  hops  out  of  his  jacket  to  sit  on  the  balloon’s  console.

   “ we  ain’t  normal  people, “  he  checks  the  gas  gauge.  they  should  have  enough  to  get  to  new  france,  “ its  gonna  be  fine,  ol’  gal.  you’ll  see. “

   “ if  i  had  a  nickel,  “  she  grumbles.  suddenly,  she  sits  up  straight,  nodding  her  head  at  an  approaching  figure.  lee  turns  with  a  quirked  brow,  only  to  see  their  passenger.  he  lets  his  face  soften  slightly.

   “ evening,  ma’am.  ready  to  get  in  the  air? “