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Q-card as a ship gets a lot of points for being the “very old, immortal being in love with a human” trope where the human is middle aged instead of a teenager.

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For the ship headcanon meme 11, 18 and 22. Qcard of course ;)

Joyous, thank you darling :D

Qcard ask me up, friendos: https://celestialwarzone.tumblr.com/post/190568039976/ship-headcanon-meme

11. What do they hide from one another?

In Picard’s case, probably not a whole lot - pretty difficult to keep your own counsel when your boyfriend knows literally everything, so we’re going to have to go metaphysical here and say his heart. Not the mechanical part, naturally, but the emotional aspect - I’ve always assumed Picard has little sexual interest in anyone, so their relationship begins as one of the mind, of the similar fascinations they share throughout canon, of their academic curiosities and similar personalities, laced by occasional kisses and awkward looks and tellings-off for the overstepping of boundaries, and the self-doubt that would come from dating someone who has tried to mess up your life and ship on multiple occasions, albeit because of a grander motive, or from his own stoic nature, his own duties. It takes him a good while to believe that this relationship is actually as serious for Q as it is for him, very deep down - he’d fight it, occasionally stray away from cuddles to protect himself, until Q loses patience and proves it beyond all doubt, perhaps naming constellations after him, or sprinkling his wisdom through developing cultures and showing him the eventual result, or simply by sewing ‘I do love you, you know’ into the fabric of a nebula the Enterprise just so happens to be passing by.

For Q, I feel the answer is far simpler - he can’t show him his true form, of course, but equally, he isn’t about to share the colder parts of his history, of the people the Q have had him judge, or that he’s been involved in judging; likewise, he probably feels that Jean-Luc won’t appreciate stories of the worlds he’s inadvertently blown up in anger or affront, that he hasn’t always fixed for a few million years, and sure, they got fixed eventually, but he very much doubts the captain’s going to see the bigger picture on that one.

18. When they fight, how do they make up?

My sideblog heart says croissants, but genuinely, I think it’s more cuddles with croissants. Picard’s a natural diplomat, so for him it’s sitting Q down, explaining probably with little patience why his actions weren’t ethically right or why he can’t just pop onto the damn bridge in the middle of the day for no reason other than personal tedium; for Q, it’s a fluttering of eyelashes, a basket of pastries, a brushing over of the entire topic until he whispers a soft, “I am sorry, darling” as Picard’s falling asleep far later on, exhausted from a thoroughly distracting adventure of galactic archaeology.

22. Where does their first kiss happen?

They’re standing at the very heart of a supernova, and Picard’s mind swims with other-worldliness, with the distinct knowledge of this being both utterly impossible and utterly entrancing in absolute balance.

“Q, what are we doing here?” He breathes, unable to tear his gaze from swirling colours, bursting gases, microscopic debris that darts to and fro; the god places a hand to his shoulder, gently squeezes, and he’s rooted to the moment even within such a fantastical space.

“You keep telling me we can’t be together, that we’re too different, that I’m ‘too much’,” he murmurs softly, the latter edged with bitterness. “Apparently, my attempts to show you how similar we are over the years have fallen on deaf ears, so here we are, my dear - the ultimate clarification.”

The captain blinks, stupefied, his eyes burning but incapable of drawing away from the madness.

“How is this supposed to clarify anything?” He asks, breathless. “It’s chaos, Q, complete insanity!”

“Mm,” Q concurs, sing-song. “That’s what the universe is, Jean-Luc - it’s loud, brash, wild... nonsensical, really. Though...”

His hand shifts, and he steps directly in front of his favourite human, locks down their gazes. It’s all Picard can do to remember to inhale, he’s so enraptured by the tenderness he finds there, the total certainty, the supernova’s craziness well and truly banished from his consciousness. An eternal stare meets his absolutely, and a smile creeps gently across his features.

“... Suddenly, it all seems to make so much more sense, don’t you think?”

It clicks, and his every misgiving spontaneously evaporates; they’re kissing, and it utterly fails to matter that he’s technically a fraction of a second from death, that they’re stood at the epicentre of vexation. It’s clarifying, completing, tranquillising... perfect.

“I... I have been known to be stubborn,” Picard admits eventually, voice barely a whisper, smile indulgent. “I don’t know what you see in me, truly.”

“Oh, you very much are,” Q agrees, beaming, lacing their fingers together as his mind stutters a silent, finally. “But no one else sees this, darling.”

“No, they don’t,” Picard concedes warmly, and he beams in delight as their lips meet once more.

(Couldn’t resist... =D)

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for @q-card Big Bang Event based on Trial by Qpids

I have a serious confusion and procrastination while making this

(luckilly, I managed to finish it before the Pen of my pentablet got broken)

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