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Michael Burnham loves Ash Tyler and Sylvia Tilly

@polyamoryinspace / polyamoryinspace.tumblr.com

And they love her too. Star Trek Discovery sideblog. Spoilers ahead. He/him/his or ey/em/eirs pronouns. Main is dysperdis. 30. I track the #polyamoryinspace tag. Blog run by Q- er, I mean, blog runs off a queue. I take gif requests.
prime michael: idk dude not to judge ur lifestyle or anything but u don't love anyone? anything??? nothing at all??
mirror michael: oh sweatie :) i kno it's hard for u to understand :) but i love winning :)
prime michael: okay..... winning and..?
mirror michael: o it's adorable that u think that wasn't the end of the list :)
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Currently coloring Rekha Sharma for the wonderful Man-sandwich drawing with Ken Mitchell & Doug Jones! 😄😉❤️ Also in the making is one more of Mary Chieffo‘s selfportraits and a surprise Jason Isaacs one. Stay tuned.

Y’all— I took some photos from my (not so great) seat at this weekend’s Vulture Festival Star Trek Discovery Panel, only to later zoom in and discover that Sonequa’s face is the best and most expressive thing I’ve ever seen. I mean. What is this mischief??

michael, in her tastefully suspicious cloak, carefully draped to show off her hand-crafted imperial scavenger bodice with engraved golden buckles and her subtly armored leggings, flashing the fingerless-gloves-inspired bandaging on her hands that she does not need: you know what, i’m good.

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Lt. Commander Hugh Culber, getting ready in Deep Space 9 formal attire. Meanwhile Paul, who was probably dressed 15 minutes ago, but probably still fussing with his hair - stares on.  Me: “Haha this will be a fun quick sketch” 10 hours later, hand falling off.. Went too far with it again. Also. I was reminded why I hate drawing draped clothes again. I think I redrew his face 100 times.  Thank you to new friends for the prompt / inspo.  Couple of close ups under the cut. 

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Culmetz 

I have no fricking idea… just woke up Tuesday morning, picked up a pencil and this came out whilst sitting on my bed, without prompt, without reference. My mind went back some ten years or so, it seems. I wonder what the heck I was dreaming about.

20-something me would’ve been so proud, while 30+ me has some questions for my Brain. I can only guess it must have reverted back to the age, that this infatuation for the couple makes me feel like. Back to when I last had such vigorous inspirations about anything.

Tilly: If you don't kiss your tribble on its tiny soft body, what are you even doing?
Lorca: Yelling at her for trying to eat plastic.