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@garakinator
"I love the idea of being a secret agent or a spy. I sort of feel like I already am one, with all the lying I do. Being a spy is a cooler way of living that life though; I can present compartmentalized versions of myself to each person I know, and no one needs to know about my undercover identity."
Rereading The Lesbiana's Guide to Catholic School by Sonora Reyes and it's making me think about Julian Bashir
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trek doodlin
Elim Garak is NOT your daddy dom he needs dick like he needs air
Elim Garak is
NOT your daddy dom he needs
dick like he needs air
Beep boop! I look for accidental haiku posts. Sometimes I mess up.
lord help me give me the strength to finish these sketches
Grace flipping his shit, statement.
Bonus:
@imadoctornotanescalator
@lazuelazuli LMAO I LOVE THIS SO MUCH!!! Canonical Star Trek fan Ryland Grace would flip out if he got to meet Picard (as would I, as would I)
THE CROSSOVER WE NEED
WAIT I JUST NOTICED HES WEARING HIS STAR TREK: THE NEXT GENERATION SHIRT IM DYING
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If Julian stopped to make a quick social media update right before the end of Our Man Bashir
would biting this part of a cardassian's neck sound like when you bite into a leather couch and it squeaks. like i feel like it's really chewy. i'm asking important questions shut up
So after making latex neck ridges a couple times I can safely tell you that it’s chewy but doesn’t make a noise. The cardassian will make a noise though
Garaktime
2nd art request is for @unamccormack who wanted garak & didn't specify in what situation. he moved back to cardassia and his doctor recommended he take walks outside
This never happened on DS9.
It could happen to you...
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you can't be in the circle if you're not going to jerk it
I wouldn’t even know you were in there if you weren’t so damned heavy
everyone draws this picture and now it was my turn!!
When you abandon the lizard babies, they do what they have to do to survive.
deeply obsessed with my only seeing this post because my j/p gif ended up on it
Oh my dear doctor, haven't they already?
guys i think we've been a bit too obvious
what happened to tain’s fortune after he died? i imagine garak was not in the will, but did mila inherit? i assume garak would be her heir after her death. is garak actually (jean ralphio voice) fluuuush with caaaash or did it go to some other unnamed relative? are there half siblings running around?
FWIW, I think the money was all his never-seen-on-screen posh society wife, but the house was Tain’s, and it’s in his will that Mila gets to live there for as long as she needs, then it reverts to the wife. There is absolutely categorically nothing for Garak, not even a mention: come on, Tain’s made that watertight. But Garak outlives the lot of them (including any putative and imho entirely possible half-siblings) and nobody else wants this heap of rubble piled up over his dead mother. Well that’s cheered me right up!
Do you think Tain's estranged wife and Dukat's ex-wife hang out?
Absolutely not, they hate each other's guts. Madame Dukat (conservative, dutiful, twinset and pearls, played by Anna Massey) thinks that Madame Tain is tacky, and Madame Tain (glamorous, dripping in jewellery, never seen without a cocktail, played by Joan Collins) thinks Madame Dukat is tedious. It's like the rivalry between the military and the Order only far, far more vicious and terrifying.
Madame Dukat brings Mrs. Damar (not yet worthy of "Madame" title) to some meetings as her emotional support junior officer's wife. Madame Tain keeps very loudly bringing up Dukat's Bajoran mistresses and that half-Bajoran daughter (while strongly implying that she's still more beautiful than Madame Dukat's daughters despite being a halfbreed).
Madame Madred plays both sides and secretly thrashes both Madame Dukat and Madame Tain behind their backs to the other.
Chef's kiss, perfect. Madame Madred is saying all this to Mrs Damar who is sitting there with glazed eyes in her off-the-rack John Lewis dress, drinking steadily.
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trektober 19 - spies
"Doctor, I confess I don't quite understand. Why the — tuxedo, did you call them?" Garak asked, tugging at his own lapels with a curious expression. "What is their significance in spywork?"
Julian looked at him, heart doing another funny leap in his chest at the sight of Garak in a tux. He might have imagined he'd be used to it, now, after so many hours in Garak's company, but instead, every glance in Garak's direction sent another fluttering of attraction through him, drying his mouth and heating his face. He coughed, clearing his throat.
"I don't think actual spies wore them often," he offered, trying in vain to recall everything he knew about ancient Earth intelligence systems. "Spies in movies wore tuxes, though, so the image was popularized."
"Indeed? Why, then, were they used in movies, if they were not actually used by spies?"
Garak's eyes were sharp and fascinated as they looked at him, an odd edge to them, and Julian gulped, feeling strangely paralyzed beneath them.
"Well, I don't know, Garak. They just — look nice, I suppose," Julian managed. "They're, ah — considered sexy. Or were, at least. They still are, mostly, but—" He cut himself off, flushing.
Garak widened his eyes at him, looking half-scandalized and half-delighted. "Sexy? With so much skin covered?" Tugging again at the fabric, Garak let out an incredulous scoff.
"Ah, but that's the appeal, Garak!" Julian countered, taking refuge in the familiarity of an argument. "Covering up so much skin means there's more to look forward to when you take it off. It's about the anticipation."
Then Garak's eyes seemed to pin Julian to the wall, and every speck of composure he'd gathered dissolved in an instant.
"Is that so?" Garak purred, stepping, suddenly, closer. One grey-scaled hand reached up and teased carefully at Julian's bowtie, and Julian realized all at once that he had, perhaps, erred. Garak tugged once, and the ribbon unraveled, falling easily away from Julian's neck. "I admit, it's a fascinating prospect, when you put it like that."
Sillies
