#mari'lyn

[msasterisk]

a little treat for the mariner x t'lyn shippers

#star trek #lower decks #beckett mariner #t'lyn #mari'lyn #my art #im not sure how much mariner is getting out of the vulcan finger touch but t'lyn is certainly enjoying it

[lesbospirk]

(They're making out)

#mari'lyn #t'lyn #beckett mariner #star trek #star trek lower decks #my art

[honorarypines]

Star Trek Lower Decks + text posts

#you asked so I shall deliver #star trek #star trek lower decks #beckett mariner #d'vana tendi #samanthan rutherford #bradward boimler #t'lyn #carol freeman #t'ana #mari'lyn #lower decks #text posts

[imsoglitter]

I am but a simple yuri merchant peddling my wares

#star trek #star trek lower decks #beckett mariner #t'lyn #mari'lyn #mariner x t'lyn

[noratheelk]

spoilers for the badgey directive (the lower decks mobile game) ARE WE GONNA TALK ABOUT THIS?!!?

Where are my Mari'Lyn girlies at!!??!!!

This is all official content by the way, I’m not sure if it’s canon but it’s 100% official

#star trek #star trek lower decks #the badgey directive #Mari'lyn #beckett mariner #T’Lyn #like these are actual words someone wrote #someone on the writing team KNOWS THEY HAVE CHEMISTRY #and more than that too #they’re really good for each other #imo

[danshive]

Towels Are Illogical

A Star Trek: Lower Decks fan fiction inspired by speculation about the lack of shame and modesty in the lower deck bunk corridors.

This story is tame, does not include detailed physical descriptions, and, with creative directing, could even be in an episode of Lower Decks.

Nonetheless, it has characters in casual states of total undress, and some suggestive moments.

Therefore, reader discretion is advised. Story after the “Keep Reading”.

Towels Are Illogical

By Dan Shive

Boimler’s troubles (or, at least, these specific troubles), began with the arrival of provisional officer T’Lyn.

As Boimler understood it, T’Lyn had transferred from a Vulcan vessel, and was Tendi’s “bestest science buddy”. T’Lyn didn’t look to Boimler as though she returned Tendi’s enthusiasm, but it was hard to tell with Vulcans. Boimler took Tendi’s word for it.

All of which was fine. Boimler was always happy to meet a new crewmate. He welcomed T’Lyn with open arms kept at a respectable distance.

No, the problem for Boimler was that T’Lyn turned out to be a trendsetter.

Naturally, not long after T’Lyn’s arrival, she made use of the sonic showers. As she set out to do so, however, she didn’t wrap herself in a towel. She simply undressed, stored her uniform, and started walking.

Changing clothes out in the open wasn’t unusual in the bunk corridors of the lower decks, nor was it that strange to not be in a hurry to get dressed again. 

It was not uncommon, for example, for Tendi and Rutherford to get distracted in the middle of changing, and to have lengthy conversations while remaining in various states of undress.

It was, however, unusual to leave one’s bunk while still undressed as T’Lyn had done.

Mariner, with her usual lack of a filter, caught up to T’Lyn, and walked along next to her while wearing a towel. “Whoa, whoa, T’Lyn! You’re really going decloaked?”

T’Lyn raised an eyebrow. “Why would I have a cloak?”

“Sorry, sorry, turn of phrase,” While still outgoing and assertive, Mariner was a little awkward around T’Lyn. “A towel. I meant a towel.”

“Are these not sonic showers?”

“Well, yeah, they are, but…”

“To dry oneself off is unnecessary after a sonic shower, and it is illogical for me to cover myself. I feel no physical shame. Even if I did, we are about to shower together.” With what might have been a smile, T’Lyn said “decloaking is an inevitability.”

“Yeah… Yeah! You’re right!” Mariner declared. “I don’t need this!” She boldly whipped off her towel, and flung it over her shoulder. “I mean, I’ll hang on to it for now, don’t want to leave towels lying around the corridor, but yeah!”

Aside from a distracted ensign walking into a wall, this moment had little-to-no impact on others in the lower decks. It was later, after Tendi loudly expressed agreement with T’Lyn, and declared them to be “no-towel buddies,” that the idea started to spread.

As though it were the latest fashion, lower decker after lower decker stopped bothering with towels when walking to and from the sonic showers.

Even “towel guy” was now just “guy,” though he was still referred to as “towel guy.”

Tradition is a powerful thing.

Only one ensign, Ensign Boimler, was sticking to last season’s fashion. With a towel wrapped around his waist, he meant to go to the sonic showers, but was hesitant.

Everyone else not wearing towels bothered Boimler, but not for the reasons one might expect. Boimler was not, for example, overwhelmed by the sight of his exposed crewmates.

Back at his family’s raisin vineyard, Boimler was the most eligible bachelor around. Absurdly attractive women, often in states of partial, if not total, undress, threw themselves at him.

Boimler, hyper-focused on his future in Starfleet, and lacking patience in any failure to properly raise the raisins to be, remained completely oblivious. Without even meaning to, he had formed a callous around being affected by the nudity of others.

Tendi, Mariner, Rutherford, T’Lyn, or anyone else walking around in their birthday suits wasn’t going to power Boimler’s lust above impulse.

No, what bothered Boimler was he was the only one keeping himself covered at all times.

He’d mastered changing clothes without dropping his cloak.

His towel shields were up well before the eyes of others could impact his hull.

Not even Section 31 could know the secrets of Boimler’s hips.

But now, Boimler was the only one staying covered. He felt like a coward, and cowards had no place in the captain’s chair.

“A captain wouldn’t be afraid to drop the towel,” Boimler thought to himself. “A captain wouldn’t even bring a towel! They’d sit in the captain’s chair, naked as the day they were born, and do! Their! Duty!”

Unbidden, an imagined scene of Captain Freeman bravely commanding the Cerritos in such a manner played out in Boimler’s mind.

Boimler, his face red, quickly sat down. He hurriedly thought of other things, like the Niners playing baseball in a holosuite.

As it turned out, nudity combined with competent Starfleet officers on missions actually could awaken something in Boimler.

“Bases loaded, Rom bunts…” Boimler whispered, casting away the sexy demons.

Boimler, deliberately lost in thoughts of the Niners losing at baseball, and trying to remember how baseball was played, failed to notice T’Lyn.

T’Lyn was fresh from the sonic showers, and, as per usual, not wearing a thing.

She observed Boimler. His discomfort about the towel situation had not escaped her notice. While she felt her actions logical, she knew it was her influence that had resulted in his current dilemma.

T’Lyn felt… Found it logical to help Boimler.

“May I join you, Mister Boimler?”

“EZRI ON FIRST!” Boimler blurted, bumping his head on the ceiling of his bunk as he sat up straight.

T’Lyn raised her eyebrows, her expression otherwise unchanged. “My apologies. Are you injured?”

“No, no, I’m fine! Sit, sit! What’s up?”

T’Lyn sat on the end of Boimler’s bunk closest to the viewport.

“You are uncomfortable with the idea of not covering yourself.”

“Whaaat? Why would you… Why would you think? That?” Boimler’s smile would have earned him an invite to many a Ferengi’s poker table.

T’Lyn said nothing.

“Okay, fine, yes,” Boimler admitted. “I know it’s the 24th century, and it’s illogical, but—“ T’Lyn calmly interrupted with a raised hand.

“It is logical for me to not cover myself because I do not feel discomfort in this situation. Context, however, is relevant.” In a shocking display of expressiveness, T’Lyn gestured with one arm, indicating the bunks of the lower decks.

T’Lyn then used both hands to draw attention to her own torso. “Were I in this state of undress at a meeting with the senior staff, and they were fully dressed, I would find it…”

Almost imperceptibly, T’Lyn’s head tilted, and her face scrunched the tiniest of bits. To Boimler, this somehow conveyed a shudder.

“Illogical,” T’Lyn finished. She rested her hands in her lap, their shameless, illogical gesturing for emphasis complete.

Boimler imagined himself in T’Lyn’s place in that hypothetical situation, followed by Worf catching a flying ball.

“You, Mister Boimler, are not me. You should do what is right for you,” she said, imperceptibly gentle. “Discarding your towel as an act of conformity is illogical. It is only logical if you truly wish to do so, and only if you are comfortable being uncovered.”

Boimler smiled genuinely this time. “Thank you, T’Lyn. You’re right. I think I really needed to hear that.”

T’Lyn smiled. It was barely perceptible, but it happened. “You are welcome, Mister Boimler.”

“And you know what?” Boimler said, quickly standing, “I shouldn’t be ashamed! I’m not doing this for peer pressure! I’m doing this for me! Bold Boimler!”

Boimler triumphantly cast aside his towel, standing fully exposed in the lower decks corridor, hands on his hips.

Right as Beckett Mariner, fully dressed, had turned the corner.

“NOPE,” Mariner loudly declared. Turning around, her hands raised, she quickly departed the way she came. “Nope. Nuh-uh. No way.”

Boimler felt a bit less triumphant. “Well, that was…” his hands fell from his hips as his posture slumped. “Discouraging.”

T’Lyn looked towards the parting Mariner.

“I believe she does not wish to think of you in certain ways, but does so under certain circumstances,” T’Lyn dryly hypothesized, a hint of jealously in her voice that only a Vulcan could detect.

“And what does that mean?” Boimler asked, not getting any of it.

T’Lyn stood. “Take it as a compliment, Mister Boimler.” With images dancing in her mind of a cute, flustered Mariner reacting to T’Lyn’s state of undress instead of Boimler’s, T’Lyn left to get dressed.

#star trek lower decks #star trek: lower decks #star trek lwd #star trek: lwd #lwd #Lower Decks #T’Lyn #Bradward Boimler #d’vana tendi #Beckett Mariner #samanthan rutherford #fan fic #fan fiction #st lower decks #lower decks fanfic #dan shive says stuff #mari'lyn

[optionalgs]

T'Lyn explicitly said that she approved of Mariner hugging her, if you even care.

#She's a VULCAN #THAT IS NOT HETEROSEXUAL VULCAN BEHAVIOR #star trek: lower decks #t'lyn #beckett mariner #mari'lyn #lower decks

[skylarkblue]

"t'lyn works better with tendi!"

"t'lyn has more chemistry with mariner!"

t'lyn has two hands

#t'lyn #mari'lyn #t'lyndi #star trek lower decks #i will almost never say poly would fix a love triangle but in this case. it really does.

[autisticburnham]

Happy Femslash February!!!

#beckett mariner #t'lyn #mari'lyn #lwd #femslash feburary #I've done a couple other pieces on my main but this is the first thing I've drawn all month that looks good

[spongynova]

Some dykes! Didn't watch all Lower Decks episodes but I already love them <3

Also I love taking sculptures as ref, some of these stone kisses are *mwa*

#star trek #star trek fanart #sketch #my art #star trek lower decks #lower decks #beckett mariner #t'lyn #t'lyn x mariner #mari'lyn #wlw

[cyberspacenine]

yet another reason for me to ship mariner and t'lyn is that they can actually really understand each other/bond well over the specific experience of wanting to help your crew, but then having the worst assumed about you and being kicked out!!!!!

#lower decks #beckett mariner #t'lyn #t'lyn x mariner #what are we calling it? #mari'lyn #marinlyn? #star trek #lwd

[bruhmityblight]

Interested in ppls thoughts but like while I feel like t'lyn and Tendi is a cute ship in theory in terms of vibes, I feel like T'lyn and Mariner has a lot more like story based dramatic reasons for being possible.

For one, Mariner has not had a really long term core relationship that has really like been explored. The relationship with the blue girl was mainly jokes and was hinted at failing the whole time. Introducing a new charecter and having them be endgame could work, since they haven't done anything to set up Mariner having a relationship with any of the core four yet.

Secondly, Mariner clearly echoes Kirk a lot in terms of personality and like the sort of general public impression of Kirk. T'lyn channels what ppl loved about Spock in a way that neither actual Spock recast has been able too. With the Kirk +Spock thing in the bar and just with how well versed the writers are in the lore there's no way they aren't aware of how huge spirk was/is and how important it was in terms of fandom history and queer history. Having an endgame ship that echoes spirk but sapphic would make a lot of sense

As others have noted, both T'lyn and Mariner were wrongfully ousted from their ships, both are outcasts, both deeply care about their friends. I don't think it's an accident that Mariner is the one that T'lyn had her huge emotional moment with rather than Tendi.

Regardless of what happens shipwise I'm obsessed with the new dynamics with T'lyn added, with the new trio of Mariner T'lyn and Tendi as well as Rutherford and Boimler getting more episodes with each other. T'lyn has quickly become my favorite charecter (and I kin her but that's unrelated lol) So excited for the rest of the show!!

#mari'lyn #t'lyn #t'lyndi #t'lyn x mariner #lower decks #star trek #spirk #mariner lower decks

[lesbospirk]

More Mari'Lyn sketches because I can't control myself

#my art #star trek #mari'lyn #star trek lower decks #star trek lwd #t'lyn x mariner #beckett mariner #t'lyn #lower decks

[honorarypines]

Finally finished my Mari'lyn piece!

#*gives them both a forehead kiss* #literally spirk but lesbians and I am so here for it #also adhd x autism #t'lyn #beckett mariner #star trek #star trek lower decks #star trek lwd #lower decks #mari'lyn #mariner x t'lyn #star trek fanart #fanart

[imsoglitter]

I'm never going to stop thinking about Mariner and T'lyn. I need them to have a girls night where they lez out so bad. I need them to recreate a classic spirk situation where Mariner's uniform gets ripped open and T'lyn can't stop staring at her boobs. I need them to be on an away mission and T'lyn's pon farr starts and the only one there to take care of her is Mariner. I need them to walk into the ship bar holding hands because that's a Vulcan and everyone knows what that means. I just want the Cerritos's two horniest bisexuals to hook up and be girlfriends so bad is that so wrong?

#mari'lyn #lower decks #beckett mariner #t'lyn #gnashing my teeth over them fr

[star-trek-fandom-confessions]

Confession #96

"I think T'Lyn and Mariner would make a good couple. They have a lot of chemistry and it's Romantic to think T'Lyn saved Mariner/ the Cerritos before they knew eachother. Plus, they are very cute together."

#confession 96 #star-trek-fandom-confessions #star trek #mari'lyn #mariner x t'lyn #beckett mariner #t'lyn #lwd #lower decks #t'lyn x mariner #t'lariner