#Miral Torres

[defconprime]

[firstroseofspring]

miral exploration sketches for the fic <3

[bumblingbabooshka]

Icheb, Naomi, Miral and T'Meni

[grayrainbow173]

Time for a story without Kathryn or Seven 😉 I felt like Tom really deserved one after this episode. I hope you'll like it. 🖖

Summary: Tom reflects on his away mission in the comfort of his own quarters, with his wife and unborn child at his side.

Takes place right after the episode "Friendship One" (S07E21).

[avoicefromthestars]

Star Trek: Voyager Barge of the Dead

What are you still doing here? I released you to Sto'Vo'Kor. You can't free me until you free yourself. I don't understand. You never did. I did everything that the ritual told me to do. I came back for you. Forget the ritual. It's meaningless. Meaningless? I died for you! No, you didn't. It's not your time. You still don't understand this journey. Then tell me! Request denied. What do you want? Who are you asking? You. Kahless. The tooth fairy. Anybody who will tell me what I am supposed to do! You are the only one who can answer that question. Choose to live, B'Elanna. You've taken the first step of your journey. And what about you? We will see each other again. In Sto'Vo'Kor. Yes, in Sto'Vo'Kor. Or, maybe, when you get home.

[baylardian-1]

My submission for Day 18 of @25daysofvoyager! :3

I wanted to work with December in the First Splinter Timeline (Beyer) books which OF COURSE landed in Protectors lmao. So Kathryn's on Earth with Philippa, and Chakotay is on Voyager in the DQ with Amelia, Ed, and the Paris family. :)

My ideas for Kathryn and Pip's Christmas surrounded Kathryn being mopey and emotional (Early on pregnant with Liam), and her baking some pumpkin stuff cough CRAVINGS and burning everything haha. Philippa and Gretchen find Kathryn's old cherished toy Sneakers (The green and purple mouse) and Gretchen helps Philippa patch him up to give to her momma for Christmas.

At the other end of the universe, Chakotay's a bit unfamiliar with Christmas traditions and reaches out to Tom and B'Elanna for help. I fell in love with the idea that Miral ends up showing Chakotay how to celebrate Christmas and later the two team up to kill Santa AKA Tom. Ed and Amelia are getting to that age where they don't believe anymore but they're supportive of their papa getting to do that kiddy Christmas stuff with their half-sister.

[littleartistwithloveandheart]

This is a little video I made about our girls aboard the ship.😭😭😭😭😭😭😭❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️I love them so much❤️❤️❤️

This is what makes us girls😭❤️ had to show some of their sader sides to underline how strong they are💪🏻❤️💅🏻😘

But there are also lovely moments in it!!

[lilacs-in-space]

Now that I'm getting my eyesight back, all I want to do is write a B'Elanna messy divorce fic which interrogates the role Blood Fever had in drawing her and Tom together, and explores the struggles of motherhood for her in an unfamiliar and unwelcoming environment (Earth) just like her mother had on the colony decades before.

B'Elanna was such an interesting character and her depths were hardly plumbed.

[iris19x]

A sneak peak at a WIP I have that, let’s be honest, will probably never see the light of day and/or completion

[pixiedane]

She remembered the smell of the coconut oil in the black cast-iron skillet. The sound of it catching fire. The sparks like fireflies in the backyard. 

She remembered the feel of the fork as she mashed the banana. The best ones had black spots, just overripe but not too wet, not too sweet. It was her job to press the fruit into a paste. The first ingredient to go in the bowl. 'The foundation of the recipe', that’s what her grandmother called it. "Breakfast is built on this banana. Today is built on breakfast. Your life, B’Elanna, is built on today."

They added the other ingredients on top of the mashed banana paste. She pretended it was the weather. A maple syrup flood. Flour snow. Mixed all together in a baking tornado. Then added to the pan, three at a time. More than once she was too impatient and when the pancakes flipped they fell apart in a banana mash-flour snow-oat milk ribbon mess.

But even the ugly ones tasted like home.

She handed the fork to Miral. Carefully showed her how to mash the fruit. Grinned when the child decided to do it her own way. Just like Tom. Just like her.

They created weather together. They made sparks like fireflies. They measured out three pancakes at a time. And they flipped them too soon. But even the ugly ones tasted like home.

"Breakfast is built on a banana," she told her daughter. "Today is built on breakfast. And your life, Miral, your whole beautiful life, is built on today."

Miral touched her fat, wet, banana-mush-covered hand to B’Elanna’s cheek.

Today was perfect.

written for @startrekpotluck 2023, day 7

[defconprime]

[firstroseofspring]

moments from the torres family holoscrapbook!

[bumblingbabooshka]

Miral & T’Meni at their weekend Klingon Culture/Language School

[sarasidlesaid]

I personally think they should have been stranded in the delta quadrant longer. Miral would have caused so much havoc. Storming the bridge insisting uncle Chakotay read to her. Harry playing his clarinet for bb Miral. Seven babysitting joking she assimilated Tom and B’Elanna’s child.

[grayrainbow173]

This is not my favorite episode to say the least but I couldn't help but notice that it was Seven who told Kathryn the baby news. This is my version of how that might have gone. 😉

Summary: Kathryn receives the news about B'Elanna's pregnancy from Seven.

Missing scene from the episode "Lineage" (S07E12).

[vorta-vortex]

Miral: Mom! Mama! Mom! Mama!

Tom: Your daughter is awake

B’elanna: Before 7am she’s your daughter