Detailhuman - Detail Human

tools in my toolshed have started expressing rudimentary emotions

Sometimes I feel like the rules been changed, Sometimes I feel like a ghost in chains

Have you ever considered a modern 2020s teen danbert? Herbert would be doxing and swating hoes left and right

Omg zoomer Herbert? Truly, a force to be reckoned with.

Julian Bashir meeting an alternate universe version of himself who still goes by Jules. Jules doesn't fake eye contact as well as Julian. When he speaks, it's mostly in short direct sentences, as few words and as to the point as possible. He can still ramble for an hour on a topic he's passionate about though.

Julian realising in slow horror that Jules is also a doctor. Jules also works for Starfleet. Jules is also stationed on DS9. Jules is friends with his own Garak, who thinks he is delightful and intelligent and interesting. Jules is still friends with a Miles O'Brien who thinks he is a little weird and off putting but will fist fight anyone who talks bad about him. They still play darts and racquetball, though Jules isn't quite as good, he and Miles still treat each other as friendly rivals.

Jules, who is still a diligent and dedicated professional, who takes pride in his work as a doctor, and whose parents were arrested and charged before he ever set foot on Adigeon Prime. Jules, who mended Kukalaka and continued to stitch him up for years to come just like Julian.

The slowly dawning horror Julian has at realising that this is who he might have been, and that Jules is, in fact, fine. He wasn't top of his class, but he's still a damn good doctor. He can't work for three days straight without sleeping, but he's no less dedicated. He's not as physically adept, but he's doing fine. He's loved. He's fulfilled. He's happy.

Julian Bashir isn't sure how any of that is making him feel about himself at all, nor does he know why he finds himself crying himself to sleep that night.

Well the plan was to draw something else but. silly wings!! They’re happy and content source trust me bro

Anyways I’m. On the final stretch of the podcast, currently listening to 192 I’m ALMOST DONE…. It feels so surreal god aushshdjd

Also. I saw a tag that was like,,, teaholding? I think? Is that an alternative ship name for them because yes I’ll actually start bawling from joy

baby gay assisted by veteran in the field

Gotta be a part of your soul and of your heart all the time Nothing in the world that I do Means a thing, without you I'm just half alive in my struggle to survive without you

I love when my borzoi does the thing

sorry for all my recent mediocre art posts, was drained out of ideas but im now slightly restocked!! yyyippee!!!! hope you guys like this, pretty proud of it

(based off the phrase "tugging at my heartstrings")

my dead goth son and his friendly neighborhood personified concept of insanity