...pointy 👀

have you looked at cunty pink raktajino mug today?

hate people who don't like the outfits in old trek. they're literally the height of fashion fuck you

"it's ugly" it fucks, actually. die

Either he didn’t contact anyone at all and was just waiting for Sisko to come back so he could roll out Operation It’s A Fake, or he really did phone up his remaining friend(s) and got them killed and christ that’s sad, choose your poison. I tend to the former because surely nobody takes Garak’s calls, that would be insane. “What does that fucking fucker want now, well he can go to hell, block number…”

At this point in the story (and Garak's life), people he knows should already be aware of and understand that taking his calls or being in contact with him in any way is a death sentence. "Who is that calling at--ah, shit. Nope, nope. You know what, no, I don't know him."

I completely agree that at this point in Garak’s life it would a death sentence to contact any “friends”, which would be a terrible imposition and very bad manners, and Garak’s mama did not raise a rude boy, so Garak is not bad mannered except when he is.

I need this gif reversed

Hi my name is Elim (Tain) Garak and I have ebony black hair as soft as a regnar’s (that's how I got my code name) with gray streaks that reaches my chin and icy blue eyes like limpid tears and a lot of people tell me I look like Enabran Tain (AN: if u don't know who he is get da hell out of here!). I'm not related to Preloc but I wish I was because he's a major fucking hottie and an amazing author. I'm half Hebitian but I pass as full Cardassian. I have pale gray scales. I'm also a spy, and I live in a space station called DS9 in Bajoran space where I’m a tailor (I'm 49). I'm a patriot (in case you couldn't tell) and I wear mostly cardassian styles. I love the National State Clothiers and I illegally import all my fabrics from there. For example today I was wearing a brown shirt with matching brown pants and a shoulder pads, purple accents and a leopard print undershirt. I had gel in my hair, blue ridge blush and forehead blush. I was walking around the promenade. The temperature controls were malfunctioning so it was warmer than usual, which I was very happy about. A lot of federajis stared at me. I put up my middle finger at them.

This has been a learning curve for me. Thank you, Tumblr, I’m enjoying my time here (I’m 54).

it’s so embarrassing to watch tos for the first time and be like, whoa !! 👀spock and kirk❓is anyone else kinda getting 😏some vibes 😳 as if they aren’t the founding fathers. as if they didn’t build the yaoi dimension with their bare hands. as if the current cathedrals we call home aren’t predicated upon their humble shadow puppets on the walls of plato’s fucking cave, and as if our ancestors were fools to fall for those puppets instead of geniuses, innovators, and prophets ????