#julian rambles

[three-of-swords]

I really adore I Was A Teenage Exocolonist but fuck if I don't wish literally any of the male romance options weren't just a tad fucked. Wanna date Dys? He'll pretty much be miserable forever because he's a changeling child. Wanna date Cal? Tammy better be dead, otherwise you're a monster. Wanna date Vace? First of all, why. Second of all, too bad, your relationship doesn't work out regardless of whether you do everything right or not. Wanna date Rex? You better be willing to share him with anyone who asks. Wanna date Sym? You better hope Dys doesn't show up at your doorstep and force you into a three-way poly. In the epilogue. Where you have no agency in the matter.

Cal is the option with the most normal, healthy dynamic, but even THEN you either need to let Tammy die or break up a completely healthy relationship.

(But Julian why not date Anenome or Tang or Marz) bitch I'm gay, and the only reason I'm not going for Nomi-Nomi is that I'm PRETTY sure they're not on the market for one way or another.

The Dys/Sym/Sol relationship wouldn't bug me if it wasn't so obvious it wasn't an equal relationship (Dys obviously loves Sym more and his xenophilia makes it more obvious).

Sol goes through so much shit in the game, ESPECIALLY if he's forcefully medicated (or as my partner calls it, "psychically lobotomized). The least I can do is get the poor guy some dick that isn't attached to a fuckpuppy or a guy whose personality revolves around said dick.

[georgieluz]

i desperately want to write a sitcom about my time in the air cadets when i was a teenager, because there were so many ridiculous things about the whole thing that it almost feels scripted at this point

first of all, we had to share our barracks with the local army cadets, which ofc meant we had the bitterest of rivalries. in order to try and limit the chaos somewhat they put up this flimsy wire fence to separate our buildings and outdoor areas, but it was literally just a fence you could walk around. still though, they did all that but didn't think to make us meet on different nights of the week. we would meet on monday and thursday and they met on tuesday and thursday, so naturally, thursday was a battle every week

we'd stand at that stupid wired fence every thursday night and hurl insults at them as they ran drills or whatever and they'd do the exact same to us. it was truly life and death, there was no other war just us vs them. and we were gonna come out on top

we even had a joint sports day every year and i swear the stakes were higher than the olympics. there was no chance in hell we were gonna let those army kids beat us at the egg and spoon race. they even threatened to ban tug of war one year because it got so heated. and the funniest part about the whole thing is that the sea cadets from down the road took part as well, but they just did not give a fuck about our bullshit, like they were not there to get involved in any army vs air force antics. they were there to win.. and act superior because they never got removed from a relay race for (rightly) calling an army cadet a cheating brat and insinuating that they were a disappointment to their parents, the british armed forces and the world. generally, whilst we were trying to fuck with each other, the sea cadets were out there actually winning the sports day trophy, and y'know what? we didn't even care because at least it wasn't the army cadets

to add another absolutely ridiculous and seemingly impossible thing to it all, the guy who was in charge of us and the guy who ran the army cadets WERE BROTHERS. like they'd just sit there on those sports days, having a cup of tea, and laughing at us dragging each other through the mud. you could definitely tell that they liked our little rivalry though, because whereas normally we'd probably have been told off for shouting insults over the fence during drills, our guy would just be like "ok enough is enough" after a minute or so and would call us back over. so i think they were kinda into it. but they'd definitely team up when it came to the sea cadets coming 'round. probably because we shared our barracks and they had their own, so despite us hating each other it was very much a "fuck them sea dogs" attitude when needed

it was also during my time in the air cadets that i found out i was ridiculously, and i mean, RIDICULOUSLY, terrified of flying. so that was a spanner in the works for sure lmao. since i couldn't even step foot in a small aircraft, i was basically given all the map reading, radio comms, navigation and rifle work, which was nice but it kinda sucks that after years in the air cadets i never got to learn how to fly. but i mean, it's also kinda ridiculous that a kid who was even slightly scared of flying would join the air cadets in the first place

to add to the sitcom-y-ness, when the air cadets came to our school to recruit us my best friend, who comes from an army family, was like I WILL NEVER JOIN THE AIR CADETS, and straight up refused and then joined the army cadets right away, but because we shared a barracks we would walk there together every thursday evening and then separate at the entrance gate but our friends would still rip us apart for fraternising with the enemy. one of the volunteers used to call us star crossed lovers rip. but also one of my first real life gay crushes was on one of the older army cadets, and it must have really set up my taste in men for life because that dude would throw a smirk and an insult in my face every week, occasionally dropping a wink or two after trying to trick me into thinking my boot lace was undone or beating me by like 0.3 seconds in a race and never letting me forget, but damn, did he look good in army green (i hated him and myself so much)

anyway, our old barracks just got sold, which is what brought on all this reminiscing and guess who is apparently moving in there? the goddamn fucking sea cadets!! can't believe it, those fucking assholes

[knivesandteeth]

Something about Garak being this cruel interrogator who's weighed down by so many sins that he committed for his dad/god/homeland and Bashir being this aggressively kind healer weighed down with the lies and sins he never committed but poison his blood. Something about the inversion of the confessional dynamic, Julian being drawn in wanting to confess the sin of his creation to the devil and earning penance by healing. Something about secrets weighing you down to the sea floor until you see your form shift into the monstrosities seen on the deep sea level and how unburdening yourself allows you to rise, to become a person again even in the pain of decompression. How Bashir never fully gets this, hence his two season depression arc. Something about garashir being about being built by our fathers for the shadows and walking blind and blinking from Plato's cave together, hand-in-hand.

[zipstick]

glad somebody made this joke (from kiell's twitter)

[notthelemurking]

me: my family can't process emotions Properly

my angel of an underpaid therapist: actually it's o.k.

[catboyelimgarak]

Garak lying to a dying Tain that there was no one there but them, and letting Julian be there for Tain’s Shri-tal, was the moment Garak devoted himself to Julian. He told Julian (in a Cardassian way Julian didn’t know at the time probably) that Tain’s death meant he, Garak, was choosing to give his entire being to Julian. Garak lied to Tain — the man he was trained to follow and take orders from since childhood for the protection of Cardassia — as an act of untethering himself to the man, and a bit of Cardassia too. He knew he would be free after that, and he took the initiative of devoting himself to Julian, so he would not have to suffer being without a chain/anchor in the ocean of space for long —even IF he wouldn’t be that lost for long and knew he’d be with Julian soon enough once back on DS9. He was exiled from his home and losing the only other source of direction, but he chose to take the leap and be/have Julian as his new holder. And being with the man he found himself in love with was just his own personal win.

[not-equippedforthis]

love how when you're getting into/observing a fandom you barely know you can judge which episodes are The Most because every other fanfic is about them. what happens in Our Man Bashir guys. whats Doctor Bashir I Presume guys. whats Internment Camp 371. guys.

[starboymp3]

love the ds9 episodes where julian and someone who doesnt like him very much go on a mission together and get into some life threatening situation and almost die together and then they come back as good friends. becoming ride or die with julian bashir speed run

[carnivalcarriondiscarded]

how about that uhhhhh Fantasy Julie. she gets her sword <3 no one can take it from her <3

rambles:

SIKE you get an extra, lower quality doodle

SIKE AGAIN here's the rambles

yeah... i caved and gave her a tail... I'm Not Sorry! it's cute! i wanted to stick with her sorta flower motif - it's stronger in her princess look, since I imagine that when she was part of the royals she was very blatantly flower power based. it was her Thing!

but a Julie free of her noble shackles... she deserves her big sword. like yeah, she has flower magic, but who needs it when she has a Giant Blade??? on the royalty vein, and if we're classifying "rainbow monster" as a species, i feel like horn size/curve would be a status symbol of some kind. maybe Julie would have kept her horns filed short. but if she ran away from that life... longer horns! i like to imagine that they'll keep growing until she has a pair of Extra Weapons attached to her head! curved forward like mammoth tusks maybe!

i imagine that like Frank, she goes with minimal armor - range of movement over protection, yk? some scale mail over her front, a thick leather flower over her chest w/ scalloped leather pauldrons, wrist armor and metal knuckles! i'd think that the faux-suspenders include a back sheath for her sword... i wish i'd thought of that Before i finished the little ref! i don't feel like going back and editing!

i imagine that she was forced to cut her hair when it got caught in something (a gelatinous cube, mayhaps). it didn't look good! don't let anime and Mulan fool you! cutting your own hair with a blade will not look nice! but someone - Eddie, probably, he's good with scissors i'd assume - cleaned it up for her. and hey, it didn't look bad! plus, Julie probably liked being able to just tuck up her long strands into her hat when she's feeling a bit more like a Julius than a Julie!

it's been a fun challenge transforming their canon outfits into a similar variation with fantasy flavoring and twists! i want them to suit the setting but still maintain Themselves! Julie's was tough i gotta admit. i was messing around with the princess look and the fighter look side-by-side. it worked better when i sat back and thought "fighter Julie is Julie unrestrained. that version would be more aligned with her canon look"

i wanted her princess form to look Restrained! she has to be a ~delicate flower~, a noble woman, pristine and poised and very much a princess. soft colors, poofy clothing, bright white gloves that are not to be sullied. carefully bundled up hair! jewelry! that dress must be Heavy and hard to move in! her tail must be so cramped under there!

but Julie Unleashed? violent pinks! rose gold accents! short skirt so that she can sprint and Kick! fun boots that she can be active in and delight in watching them get dirty! her hair is free to whip in the wind and get caught in things! fun straps and Deadly Accessories! a sword that she stole from the royal armory on her way out the window! she has forearm wraps both to match Frank and to support her wrists!

[gaybravado]

When coming up with Julian, a big inspiration was Gen Kobayashi’s design for the Storyteller from Paranormasight: The Seven Mysteries of Honjo. So, Julian’s grandpa/mentor, the original Fool, is basically a silly AU version of him.

I've turned my asks on, so if you like, you can ask me questions about OCs or art.

[three-of-swords]

Seeing shit like what’s going down with Elliot Gindi makes me grateful that the only VAs I’ve interacted with have been nothing less than friendly and approachable but also appropriate??? Not gonna lie, when I look back at meeting Matthew Mercer with my partner of the glass shop, I was cringe as FUCK. I was INSANELY inappropriate with how I idolized him, not to the level of being into him sexually (and I wasn’t a minor even if I had been), but I’m getting tired of seeing people blame the girls who “let this happen.” It’s a power dynamic. The one who has the power is the one that’s in the wrong, especially since HE is the adult in the situation. Comfort characters are a thing. Being attracted to a voice is a thing. Wanting to be closer to someone who brought you comfort is a thing. Stop blaming the victims, stop blaming Tighnari, and also maybe stop getting pissed at people who are upset that Tighnari is tainted for them now, also. A character being tainted by a shitty creator is a very valid thing to be upset about. There’s a reason I don’t buy Harry Potter merch anymore, and a reason I feel uneasy watching FMA:B’s dub.

[iliveforyouilongforyouvesuvia]

Malak who really wants to bond with Julian better, and in an attempt at making communication easier starts to adopt Julian's habits and mannerisms - except they're the wrong mannerisms?

Malak who figures out how to make his croak sound like it's stuttering whenever he gets unexpected positive attention?

Malak who starts trying to loudly perform some kind of musical number for his people whenever he wants to make them smile?

Malak who, when he feels a surge of affection, practically tangles his feathers trying to lavishly dote on his loved ones and in the process impede whatever Julian is trying to accomplish?

... Malak who saw how stressed Julian was about finishing some research, and took the liberty of dipping his talons in the ink pot and walking all over the parchment until it seemed sufficiently covered ...

[a-little-ray-of-fantasy]

April has come to an end, so to properly celebrate the ending of Autism Acceptance Month, I made a collage of 25 fictional favorites of mine that I've headcanoned as autistic.

BTW the only exception is Barnaby who is officially confirmed as autistic, therefore they're at the centre of the collage. ^^

So, yeah! Keep on spreading the love, everyone!

[hannibard]

In almost all yennskier fics there's an element of geraskier, them being exes or Jaskier having unrequited feelings for Geralt, and while that's fine and all, I'm desperate for some fics WITHOUT geraskier, with Jaskier having to deal with all the angst that comes with being in love with your best friend's girlfriend/ex bc even if Yennefer loved him back, Jaskier is too loyal to Geralt to ever do anything about it.

Imagine them all traveling together post Voleth Meir and Jaskier and Yennefer desperately trying to hide their feelings while failing a bit more each day.

Imagine the secret lingering looks and gentle touches and maybe a kiss or two when they're left alone and can't hold back.

Imagine Jaskier writting song after song about her and having to lie when Geralt and Ciri ask who it's about. Yennefer would pretend not to know.

Imagine Jaskier going back to his usual manwhore self, sleeping with any willing person around except Yennefer and imagine Yennefer slowly giving in to Geralt's attempts to get back together, hoping her feelings for him will rekindle one day. Imagine the jealousy!

[notthelemurking]

You know when you get called smart over and over and over and over and over again and now you just despise hearing it?

Yeah

[ds9jack]

Why does it seem that so many people think Julian Bashir is cis on here? Your cisgender king canonically has a womb and a deadname