#letant

[lilacs-in-space]

A young Senator Letant, back when he was a lowly Erein in the Imperial Navy.

[me-is-me]

You know when you wanna squeeze them so tight their head pops off but you don’t want them to die you just need to let out your love for them by giving them I giant hug until their eyes bulge? Just me? That’s fine

[rsclolopezi]

Im on a binger rn for Senator Letant. This fine ass Romulan has been on my mind…lols

Also in this Episode of the Love Boat,our dear senator is playing a gawd honest role as a Gigolo..named Paulo with an Italian accent

@bigblissandlove1 @starrynightgardens @ensignsimp @saebarantsandreblogs @fentah @zierzim @jar-of-moondust @minymo1234 @deepspacedukat

[toebeans-mcgee]

Barbie’s Malibu Warbird. Drawn on Procreate.

Link to: Regular Romulan Warbird

[magicofthemoonlight]

I just want to share my Romulan obsession with you :3

[creature-of-the-stars]

A Good Day

For my fic Terrhaha

A little Romulan girl who just walked out of the gift shop at the Ki Baratan Zoo on Romulus. The Terran wildlife exhibits are her favorite, so she begged her parents to get her a stuffed animal of Henry the crocodile, a Zion the tiger bracelet, and a balloon of one of the stegosaurs from the paleontology hologram exhibit. Now, she’s asking her dad if she can have an osol twist.

[spookysnooty]

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

[tolllthedead]

[star-trek-likes-vs-dislikes]

[unknownfacelessfanfictions]

I Can't Help, Falling In Love With You

Pairing: Senator Letant x gen!reader Fandom: Star Trek: Deep Space Nine Words: 0.9K Summary: Sometimes just a fraction of a moment in peace with the person that counts the most in the whole universe can sooth the mind of one troubled soul. Song: I can't help falling in love with you, by Elvis Presley

Letant loved his profession and he had never made much of a secret of it. It excited him and made his blood boil, in a positive sense, to argue, to compromise, which at best worked out in his favour, and to see his achievements blossom before him. It had, to the surprise of many, nothing to do with ego or arrogance. He honestly enjoyed it when he could help and that service was then also in favour of the Empire.

On the other hand, Letant didn't want to fool himself. His work was not easy. He was often away from home because he had to stay late at the Senate or even travel across the galaxy, and the amount of overtime he worked took on such a mass of digits that he didn't even want to think about it. It weighed on him, though not as much as it did his spouse.

They tried their best not to let it show, to keep him from feeling guilty, but he knew of their grief. He could see the sad, if well-hidden, glimmer in their eyes when they said goodbye to him when he had to leave again. He could see the incredible relief on their face when he returned to them unharmed, knowing that he had once again survived a day in this profession that had already cost the lives of many. But much more he could feel it himself when he took their hand in his, when he pressed a kiss against their temple or let his hands run up and down their arms.

They missed him, they cared about him and didn't want to let him go. And all because they had fallen in love with him.

Letant still did not know what had earned him this honour, but he had already known when he had seen them standing on the promenade and had managed to make the changeling in charge of security laugh that they were special.

However, as he now turned his gaze to his right where they were still curled deep in slumber in the blanket, their head resting on his chest, he knew he was thanking all the elements to be able to have them with him. Individual rays of light filtered into their bedroom through the curtains, bathing them in a brilliant golden light, which emphasised their calm features, and Letant gently stroked their hair. Birdsong, which his mate said was similar to that of a song thrush, sounded from outside and he looked at them lovingly.

These were the moments he lived for and through which he knew he had done everything right in his life. Well, maybe not everything, but everything that had led him to this moment. Letant appreciated these moments, the moments when he could take a deep breath and just enjoy the presence of them without worrying about what would come next and what hurdles he had to overcome. Now, at this moment, he could be perfectly content to lie in their bed, his partner in his right arm, a book in his left hand and stroking their hair from time to time.

Absently, he had started humming softly, which he hadn't noticed right away because he had been doing it subconsciously. Now, however, when he became aware of it, he also recognised the melody he was humming to himself.

It was an old Earth song that they had taught him. He wasn't normally a big supporter of earth music, but he had to admit that he was quite fond of it, not because of the artist or the song itself, but more because of the moments when he had heard it.

Letant remembered that the song had floated up from one of the restaurants to the promenade when he had first seen them. By chance, it was also playing when he asked her out, on their first date, on their second, on their third, until it had become their song. It played in the background in their quarters when they first kissed, he had let it play when he asked for their hand in marriage and eventually they had even danced to it at their wedding.

So no, earth music was still not something Letant appreciated. The memories he associated with that song, however, were immeasurably valuable to him.

He didn't know exactly how long he lay there, reading the book, humming their song on an endless loop while his right hand slid over their hair, though they seemed to be slowly waking up too, because at some point, soft singing started to sound from beside him. It was sleepy and a little slurred and they couldn't for the life of them hit all the notes, but that didn't matter. They were there with him, to enjoy this moment of peace.

„Wise men say Only fools rush in But I can't help falling in love with you Shall I stay? Would it be a sin If I can't help falling in love with you?“

Letant pressed a kiss to their forehead and slowly turned back to his book, but he did not stop humming under any circumstances, which encouraged them not to interrupt their singing either.

He smiled slightly as he sensed the calmness of their mind. Letant might not always be at home and perhaps he would die in the line of duty, however he knew that it was worth these moments, these small moments, just fragments in this vast universe that seemed to have no meaning. Letant knew that wherever he might be, he would always call a place home and could always find refuge in two arms.

Always.

„Take my hand Take my whole life, too For I can't help falling in love with you For I can't help falling in love with you.“

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@bigblissandlove1 still not sure, if you want to be tagged in all Star Trek stuff, so I'm just gonna do it

[lofi-fairy-tails]

Zoo

Senator Letant sighed sweetly in his sleep His pointy ear snuggled in his pillow deep To a zoo he went A Klingon pair Next morning, his bright smile did everyone greet

[lilacs-in-space]

Chapter Six of A Perfect Match is now up!

https://archiveofourown.org/works/50217160

Title: A Perfect Match

Rating: E

Tags: High Steam, Arranged Marriage, Pon Farr, Vulcans, Romulans, Grief/Mourning, PTSD, Ménage à Trois, Interspecies Romance

Summary: In the aftermath of the Dominion war, Solok finds himself sidelined by Starfleet and searching for purpose. On the encouragement of his clan, he takes a seemingly perfect Vulcan wife, but as the Romulan Star Empire faces collapse, Solok is forced to protect his fragile new life from a Romulan senator who is willing to hold peace between Vulcans and Romulans hostage to get what he wants.

Chapter Summary: A weary Letant takes Zulkov to the senatorial bathhouse for some bonding time but the pleasant trip takes a turn for the worse when he's intercepted by Koval who issues a dire warning: The Empire is going back to war.

[rsclolopezi]

Breaking news: Senators Vreenak and Letant posing as humans for a mission!? Why are they shirtless and why are they laughing… find out at 5 here on Romulan News Network…

That cutie patooshi & those abssss

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[toebeans-mcgee]

Romulan Warbird. Drawn on Procreate.

Link to: Barbie’s Malibu Warbird

[artist-dont-know]

Letant drawings

here they are

[creature-of-the-stars]

Weeds Among Stones: Chapter 4 - Planned, but Not Wanted

Read here

*No chapter warnings*

Parings: Vreenak/F OC, Letant/F OC.

Tags: fake relationship, enemies-to-lovers, Romulan shon-ha'lok, female friendship, eventual smut

“Prejudices, it is well known, are most difficult to eradicate from the heart whose soil has never been loosened or fertilized by education: they grow there, firm as weeds among stones.” - Charlotte Brontë, Jane Eyre This is a dramatic angst-filled journey with two slow-burn relationships tossed into the mix. Enemies become unlikely lovers, and friendships turn into found families as the characters get thrown across space and time.

**Personal note: I took some time off of Tumblr and purposely ignored my notifications because there is a user who I blocked (some of you know about that drama) that ended up making a few more accounts just so they could continue sending me hurtful asks. Now, I'm shutting off asks on both my accounts. So, I'm only just now getting to the legit notifications from mutuals (@deepspacedukat you'll be getting probably a lot of notifications from me all at once, RIP).

Because of the drama on here, I hesitated to post a chapter update announcement since I don't know if this troll is going to reblog the post with their crap or not? We'll see. If I end up just saying screw it and not posting fic updates on here anymore, then I'll keep my master list updated, but nothing more. Because, in that event, I won't have a tag list, I suggest following me/my stories on Ao3 so you get an alert when I update. Any comment/criticism can just go on Ao3 instead.

Sorry to anyone who uses replies to comment on stories. I decided to shut off replies since the troll has used replies to cause problems in the past.

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