"In an absolute void of boring, you guys are something."
We ran out of room for Knuckles, sorry man, next time
My argument for this drawing is Sonic finds everything very boring. Except his friends!! He sees them as different worlds that await with great adventures for him.
How about this: Q trying to get Picard to be silly with him! :D
We all know Q loves being silly, and our dear Jean-Luc loves being respectable and cool. But sometimes being silly together can be very healing and good for your soul
All for a laugh
Q liked Picard. Q liked Picard a lot.
He liked to see Picard in action as Captain of the Enterprise or during his diplomatic missions. He loved to listen to his speeches. He enjoyed watching him unwind after a stressful day as he orders himself another cup of tea and jst lied in his bed and read the Collected Works of William Shakespeare again.
But more than anything, he liked to see him happy.
And after Picard admitted, that he thought that Q was not as a person as he originally thought (something which Q immediatly took as a promise of eternal best friendship from his stubborn human) Q wanted to be the cause of Picards happiness.
He wanted to be the reason Picard would smile or even laugh.
His success in this endeavour was despite his efforts not as big as he wanted it to be.
The main problem Q was facing was, that Picard was not pleased or amused by all the other things some of Qs former companions were after.
Picard did not want to study his powers or him. Giving Picard free reign over his true form or being willing to answer any question Picard might have about the univese and existence only got him raised eyebrows.
The he, the Federation and Humanity will discover things on their own time. And it's bad enough if one of them feels like a lab rat every now and again.
The last one kind of stuck with Q for a while, because he didn't understand how or when in the last few years he made Picard feel like a lab rat.
Making a note on perhaps changing his tests and lessons a bit, Q continued on.
Picard was also not a man impressed by the prospects of wealth or power.
Something Q for the most part liked about Picard after all those other mortals who asked for material wealth and the countless of other beings that hoped to gain more power through him.
Still, a part of Q would also have liked Picard to at least be a bit intersted in his powers if only it would make Picard asking to become a Q as well that much easier.
When Q tries to offer up adventures and excitement Picard is usually torn up about it, because no matter how many times promises Q can still see Picard thinking that whatever they are doing might go against his principles and even after these concerns are gone Q feels that Picard, ever the stoic pefect Vulcan, has trouble just letting go.
And Q knows, that there is a part of Picard that wants to. He has seen this mans entire life and he has seen the man his human was before his duties became his life.
And as the good friend and teacher Q thinks of it his as his personal responsibility to help this man out.
So Q decided to take an ever deeper look into Picards life.
Something his good captain would undoubtedly not approve of, but in the end this was all for Picards own benefit.
And when Q finally found something that could help Picard loosen up, he laughed.
It was so simple, so human and clearly something Q could help him out with.
This man loved to drive and ride fast. Be it by horse or car, though the last one were not that easy to come by anymore.
Well, luckily Q knew the best highways on every side of each galaxy.
And so when he next came to Picard, the grin he sported on his face, was enough to make Picard question just what sort of game he has planned this time.
Q answered with another question.
"Do you trust me?"
There was a slight, but thankfully only very short hesitation.
"I do. Why are you asking me that, Q?"
With a snap of his fingers, they were gone and Picard found himself in the drivers seat of a car he only used to saw in digital papers left from old magazines.
What really surprised him however despite knowing in whose company he was, was when he looked around and found himself somewhere in space, with planets all around them.
"Q, what are we doing here?"
The entity in question on the seat next to him only smiled at him and said in a way that he thought it was the most obvious thing in the world
"We are going for a drive"
Picard looks at the cars dashboard. The key is already in. And he has studied this through various holodeck experiences.
Q still smiles at him and it is on Picards tongue to demand to be sent back to his ship.
But then he reminds himself, that ever since Picard admitted and agreed to this strange friendship, Q has proven that he genuinly cares and likes him.
So this really is a gift from Q, though Picard will have to talk about how exactly Q obtaining the knowledge that Picard liked this.
"No consequences?"
"No consequences. So even if you crash us and this car against the next planet it would be as if nothing ever happened."
Still slightly hesitating, Picard reaches for the keys and Picard starts the motor.
I have so many tears in my eyes right now... yes, I am actually a little bit crying.
For me one sentence always pops up when I think about Glasshipping and how Nocturn feels about Youma:
“After all these years of loneliness and fear I haven’t found someone I want to die for. Someone found me for who I want to live for.”
I wanted to capture this feeling in this page without letting Nocturn saying it, because that’s more his feelings... his feelings towards Youma.
Normally I am against the thought that someone should live for another person - one should foremost live because of oneself and find reason enough without relying just on one person... but in Nocturns case it is just this. Youma gave Nocturn the will the live - to see that living is better then dying. That it is better to spend every minute alive, living, instead of planning ones own death. He took his fear away and together they fought against their lonelyness. Youma enriched Nocturns life and Nocturn enriched Youmas.
Fuck guys, I am really crying like a little child right now. That’s my OTP. That’s what only the one and only OTP can do to you and your feelings. I love these two so much. So endlessly much. How they enrich the other, how they make each other a better person, how they enrich their lives and horizons. Both are problemchilds, both are sinners with much blood on their hands, both filled with sadness, but together they find happiness and love - in their own chaotic way.
I have loved these two and their special relationship so many years already. Hidden and unknown for myself and in the open... and I am sure that I will love them many years more.
