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yeah bro it's a character study. the 2 thousand words of blowjob is vital to the study of the character
I think Picard would’ve had a table discussion with his senior staff, heard everybody’s pov, and then decided to let Wuinan live. Because they weren’t morally responsible for Worf or Guinan’s individual deaths—that was an accident—but splitting apart Wuinan against their (singular) will would be a moral act they’d be responsible for. Then they would’ve published an article about it in Starfleet Ethics, and Wuinan would be one of the co-authors.
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Superbat where Bruce is the only person who doesn't register anything wrong with Clark beyond the "he's more powerful than even he is aware of, of course that's terrifying," aspect. Bruce, who simply tilts his head in confusion every time someone looks terrified to stare down Superman. especially when it's someone else on the JL
because that's Clark. he doesn't see the teeth that are slightly too sharp. he doesn't see the eyes that catch too much or too little light, that glint almost violet under direct lighting. he doesn't register the subvocal growls or ability to go entirely blank. he's aware of all of those things in a way that's like, "wow, that's actually really attractive and intriguing," kind of way. never once does he register how uncanny it is for someone to register alien. because to him it's beautiful. it's power. leashed, clean, and at its finest. what's there to fear? he's not human, why hold him to that standard?
sure, him and Clark have fought bare handed before, but that's not scary... why does the rest of the JL look at him like that when he says that? why won't they dare make eye contact with Superman when those irises shine such a beautiful mix of blue and violet under the sterile lights of the tower meeting room?
There are four categories of people you will meet: Underlings, superiors, rivals, and love interests. One of my underlings has been attempting to convince me of the existence of a fifth category, "friend", which appears to have no purpose. I suspect it is a ploy to get out of performing her duties.
If you have enough passion in your heart, superiors, rivals, and even some underlings can also be love interests.
an underling love interest isn't a person they are a Toy
He's contemplating activating the promazine pill implanted in his molar because Julian is 2 hours late returning from his away mission
[image description: cartoon style digital art of Garak from deep space nine sitting at a table and resting his cheek in his hand. There is a blue mug with a very wide base in front of him /end id.]
Garak smoking a fat space blunt, listening to experimental cardassian music while sketching slutty outfits he wants to dress Bashir up in
I GUESS I NEVER HAD MUCH USE FOR MY IMAGINATION
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On the subject of Spirk and Garashir commonalities, The Wire and Amok Time are equivalent in that they are The Peak Shipping Episode - because they are tonally opposite of the majority of the onscreen dynamic, and that tonal dissonance brings the ship from "those two guys" to "barely even subtext." Spirk is very much a product of its time: a brothers in arms bond that goes deeper than just simple platonic affection. Its subtext is completely accidental; neither actor was intentionally playing a romance. Yet there is something more compelling there than just brothers in arms. There is a sensuality to some of their interactions, but for the most part I read this primal devotion to each other. One half cannot exist without the other. They state this on screen multiple times. And while there is that devotion in Amok Time, it is unabashedly horny in a way that very few other Spirk moments are. They are straight up fight fucking in the sand. People saw it in 1967, people see it today. It is the type of gay sex that isn't actually gay sex but is more homosexual than gay sex because it's not gay sex. It's the complete opposite of their usual dynamic, and yet it brings a primal chemistry to the mix. It exposes that their relationship is not just simple comraderie, there's a sexual undertone there. Garashir, on the other hand, is a far more sensual, even erotic dynamic. It's acted out intentionally on the parts of both actors, especially Andy Robinson's half. Garak literally cruises Julian in the replimat for their very first meeting, and for each one of their lunch dates it always feels a bit subversive (usually because they're debating some hard hitting topics). There's a lot of innuendo going on, visually.
And while there are some erotic moments in The Wire (the cork scene in Quark's anyone?), it is, first and foremost, a story about pure unconditional love. Garak and Bashir might be two utter freaks, but they are devoted to each other in some of the most romantic ways I've ever seen on television. Garak asking for forgiveness and Julian giving it to him freely is a moment of pure, true love. Likewise, Garak submitting to Julian's care and being vulnerable to him, even telling him the truth veiled in lies, is an act of pure, true love. It takes the ship from just two men dancing around each other flirting to genuine romance.
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Julian Being Pushed Against Walls Masterpost
Me, trying to write ds9 fics with Bashir: how do I start off this sexy little scenario?
My brain: this gifset
the professional irritation
the wet dream
the horny enemies
the 'this is serious'
to the point
the safety belt
the cock fight
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when considering married/long term relationship garashir, i feel like julian would at some point transition to almost exclusively calling him elim, only calling him garak when they are arguing forrealsies. but garak on the other hand only ever calls him julian in absolute private, even though that is primarily how he thinks of him in his head and has been since their time together on ds9
Not sure what the narrative is here but I wanted to design Vulcan robes so here we are!
(Perhaps it's an alt meeting or perhaps they're simply roleplaying on shore leave. You decide!)