Deepspacenine Stories

While strolling on the promenade, Gul Dukat sees the most beautiful man hes ever seen, but then the man gets swept away by the crowd. Dukat's one and only goal from then on is to find the man who stole his heart, no matter how hard it might be.

An imperial space armada now has the dark treasure, making no galaxy safe. To fight a force of thousands, a small group of heroes searches for allies, and for hope.

Mere hours after the destruction of the Federation Assault Fleet at the Battle of Chin'toka, the survivors of the USS Canberra make it back to Starbase 114 for a new assignment and a new mission--to counter the growing threat of the Dominion itself.

In 2370 The U.S.S. Bellerophon NCC-74705 Is Launched With A Crew Of 200 It Embarks On Its First Mission The Crew Is Excited Everyone Is And This Is How It Begins

Jack Crusher, the son of Doctor Beverly Crusher and Jean-Luc Picard, falls in love with daughter of Doctor Julian Bashir and Lisa Riker.

Universes collide as the peaceful Legendora race brings together heroes from Star Trek, Babylon 5 and Star Blazers to fight their ancient rivals, the Ragendora, to keep them from ruling all the different universes.

// Bashir turned around to see the figure emerge from the dark corner, ''ah, Garak'' ''I think you had an appointment for a new... Suit?'' The Cardassian looked him up and down, as if he's visualizing Bashir in a new suit; ''Alright, you got me... You got time now perhaps?'' ''My dear, for you? Always.'' They made their way to the tailor's shop, passing many colleagues; a woman stopped Garak and Bashir made his way into the back of the shop, looking at the new fabrics. ''I'll be with you in a second, Doctor'' Five or less minutes passed and Garak returned, measuring tape around his neck, eyes trained on his notepad; which he dropped the second he looked up at his dear friend. ''...Doctor-''he gasped before smiling ''you're... undressed.'' //

'A Stitch In Sickbay' follows the life of a chief medical officer, working in a busy Space Station, and a mysterious exile from a facist planet. . They each share their many fascinating qualities as they each contemplate on philosophy, literature and duty to the hierarchy. But when it comes to their own lives? Does the truth ever come out?

"Sir.....there's something showing up on radar. It's...." "Spit it out, Lieutenant. We don't have all day." "It's a person, sir...." ▪︎ °•~°•~°•~°•~°•~°•~°•~°•~°•~°•~°•~°•~°• ▪︎ Waking up in a new place would be exciting for some people. New places meant new adventures, and new people. For K'Nall however, waking up in a place that was new was not what it should have been. Waking up in a new place, let alone on a space ship is terrifying. Having to navigate a whole new world will bring forth new tests, and challenges that K'Nall will have to face. Whether or not she wants to.

Weyoun x Reader As a Federation member during the Dominion War, you retain a harsh jagged scar from a Jem'Hadar attacker. Though you've already spoken to Weyoun about the implications of dating someone like him after the war, frivolous worries about your appearance remain.

Ensign Sophia Paris's first posting on the USS Voyager doesn't exactly work out as she expected.

I felt my heart beat speed up as I walked through the corridor and towards my future. I held my breath as I stopped in front of the door and waited for entry inside. Soon the door opened and I slowly walked inside to see six Vulcan's looking down at me. I bowed my head and waited for them to speak. "Maria, youngest to ever apply for the Vulcan Science Academy." He said calmly. "You are... fifteen and believe you have what it takes to join." Another said calmly. "It is only logical for you to join of course. I must say you have made much progress, even with your disadvantage." "And what disadvantage would you be implying?" I asked calmly. "Your half breed of a father, of course." He said as he looked down at me. "Ministers, I must decline." I said softly. "Why did you come to only decline? Was it to satisfy your need to rebel?" "No, I had wanted to join, but I can not join a race that is so cruel and prejudice that they think it is a disadvantage to feel, good day ministers." I said as I turned and walked out of the room. I stopped at the door and turned and sent them a smile. "Live long and prosper." I said before I turned and walked away. I made my way to my house and let out a sigh as I saw my mother waiting outside. I walked up to her and went to talk, only to be met with a hard smack to the face. "How dare you disrespect your father!?" She yelled. "I only did what I believed was right." "You have tainted our name! Go back to them and beg for forgiveness!" "No! I will not beg them for anything! I am not a child mother and I will not be treated as such. I did what I thought right, and you must learn to live with that." "Either apologize or leave, I don't want your father here to see what a disappointment you are." "Fine, I'll do what you ask." I said as I turned and walked away. I felt tears threaten to stream down my face as I walked away from the only home I had ever known.

A collection of Star Trek fan fiction haiku. These Haiku were originally written for various fan fiction events and challenges on AO3 and Tumblr. Inspired by the Delta Flyer's podcast haiku synopses. Star Trek Series Featured - Star Trek Voyager - Star Trek Strange New Worlds - Star Trek Deep Space Nine - Star Trek Lower Decks - Star Trek The Next Generation Crossover - Star Trek Voyager and the X-Files =/\= This is fan fiction and I do not claim any of the material from the Paramount series. Original characters created are my own.

A small, but hopefully growing collection of Star Trek Oneshots that I write myself! I will include every series there is and try to write about a variety of characters, maybe there's even something in it for you!

The war with the Dominion was starting to turn for the better. Starfleet had kept the hordes of the Dominion at bay and was beginning to make headway to remove their presence from the Alpha Quadrant. However, doom was looming overhead as Captain Sisko received a disturbing communication. Nearly two thousand Dominion ships were awaiting in the Gamma Quadrant but were sitting idle due to a minefield placed in front of the wormhole linking both quadrants together. Morn, a trusted courier, delivered a message stating how the Dominion stationed on Deep Space Nine in front of the Alpha side of the wormhole were about to disable the minefield. Knowing this would spell disaster for the Federation of Planets and the peace of the Alpha Quadrant, Captain Sisko advises Starfleet that Operation Return has to be executed immediately to retake Deep Space Nine before the deactivation of the minefield commences. The operation was nothing more than straight power play. Starfleet would take as many ships as possible to meet the Dominion on the field of battle. Shorthanded, and likewise short on ships, Sisko asked the Klingons for help in retaking the station. However, the Klingons were reluctant to dedicate such a massive force for a single engagement. Would Starfleet have a chance to win the day without the assistance of the Klingons?

Weyoun considers his and others' favourite colours, and you can only imagine how exciting and difficult it is for him; someone who cannot appreciate aesthetics. Disclaimer: Star Trek is not mine. Please comment and vote. :). (I also have this on fanfiction.net)

This is a book of my Star Trek OCs, ranging from Human, to Vulcan, to Changeling, to Klingon, and any other Star Trek race I feel like adding.

After the Dominion War, the O'Briens return to Earth, hoping to live a normal life for once. But when a mysterious stranger shows up at their door, insisting that their daughter, Molly, is a witch, it appears "normal" was never what was in store for them. Follow the adventures of Molly O'Brien into the magical side of the final frontier; magic spells, strange creatures, and new friends await her at Tillic'ont Institute, a magic school in a remote part the Alpha Quadrant. As Molly is introduced to the magical world, a mysterious blight begins affecting certain students at the school.

This is a Star Trek roleplay book, as the title says. Invites only, and please don't invite yourself. If you wish to roleplay with me, then let me know and I may consider it!