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Jadzia/Garak hookup for weirdest ds9 hookup of all time and an instant one-shot kill for baby Bashir
Even worse? Curzon/Garak on Romulus then doing it again cause Jadzia is just ~curious~.
"Wait you two...were together together?" Julian's fork clacks loudly into his tray. Even his reflexes are shot to hell as he begins to imagine it. Garak. Jadzia. Some holosession on a hot rock. All the spots and scales and big blue eyes.
"It was only once back when he was a 'gardener'." Jadzia gives him a half-hearted shrug.
"Butā."
"ālast week doesn't break the rules." She cuts in quick. "Though I have to say, his time as a tailor has really improved his finger dexterity...or did Curzon not give him a chance?" Jadzia's brow furrows as she takes a sip on her raktijino. Then she smiles at whatever torrid memory she located in her symbiont. "Ohh. That was different."
Julian's mouth drops. His mind swimming with old men fingers, and fingering, and holes and Jadzia. This wasn't fair. Not in the slightest.
"If you're looking for dexterity...I am a surgeon after all."
She laughs, showing him the milky column of her throat. He'd grown a much deeper appreciation for necks recently after reading more Cardassian romances. To be prepared. Ugh this was unfair.
"You're so funny, Julian."
"Like a puppy, I presume." He says bitterly.
"Almost!" She says with another chuckle before standing and clapping him on the back. The same way Commander Sisko does it. Oh Lord, now he was thinking of him in the mix of old men and Jadzia fantasy orgy. Where was he? In the imaginary cuckchair, apparently.
"Well, time for me to get back to ops. And Julian?"
"Yes?" He says in a hopeful, quick breath. He looks up at her with wide eyes, giving her a puppy-dog look. If that's what it takes, he would gladly hand her the proverbial leash.
But instead of taking it, she just smiles down at him prettily. "Go hop in the sonic before lunch is over, hm?"
Just thinking about how em forster how no way of knowing in 1917 if there would ever come a time where people like him could be free to love whoever they wanted but still made a point of creating a story where the protagonist found himself with a happy ending despite not ending up with his initial lover because he still found how to accept and love himself as he is and found a man who felt the same and not two decades after the book was published an openly gay director decided to make a movie that kept it lovingly close to the source material with actors incredibly dedicated to their roles so now to this day people can read the book or watch the film and understand what forster wanted to say which just goes to show how far this story has come to finally reach an audience to appreciate it in all its glory and connect people to a time that seems so far off to them now simply because forster believed that no one deserves to have a happy ending taken from them and even though he never got to live to see the day where weāre increasingly getting more accepting of each otherās sexualities heās managed to create a legacy that has managed to surpass the passage of time.
Thinking about Garak and his horrible eyes. Imagine being Julian and you wake up at 3 AM and fucking Jeff the Killer is staring at you in your quarters.
Feels like a bad idea maybe
idk what do you guys think they did with all that time in prison. this was really the only option to me.
Martok was on the edge of his seat by the time Julian got to the epic battle in book 4. Even the Breen soldier who had been pretending not to listen was rolled over and buzzing on about something Julian couldn't decipher.
"And then the Volturi left."
Julian had seen Martok in hand-to-hand combat, but never had he moved so fast as when he leapt up to his feet in a rage to throw said seat against the prison wall.
"They prepared for battle and did not fight in the end? Cowards! What is the point of this entire tale?" Martok shouted.
"Oh! And it gets much worse!" Julian said with a sly smile. "Wait until you see the holofilm."
Months after the prison and while they were in the middle of a war, Julian got an urgent subspace message to his personal comms. It was twenty-four minutes long from Martok. He grinned while replicating some tea. This was going to be good. "Computer play message." Julian called out then immediately winced as Martok's screams filled his quarters.
"āUpon Khalees, I rue the day you told me of this Twilight. The doctor's beheading was most honorable! The first to die in glorious battle and it was stolen from him by a witch?? Who is to say her prophecies would come to pass?!"
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Something that the Americnas of this site wont even comprehend. Shit like this happens everyday in europe and we get used to it because the alternative is some yanke bullcrab
I've been thinking a lot about the little ways we see Garak's character change over time, just in terms of how comfortable he is talking about himself and his past. Like at the end of The Wire, he's saying "haha what's up with Odo thinking I was in the Obsidian Order, that's weird," and he knows Julian knows that he absolutely was, but they basically both agree to pretend he wasn't and not talk about it. But then by Our Man Bashir a couple years later, he's just directly saying "your spy fantasy is stupid and unrealistic and I know because I actually was a spy." At some point in the middle there he got more okay with acknowledging and discussing that.
Similarly, back in Past Prologue, he was responding to Julian calling him "Mr. Garak" with "it's just Garak," as if that's his entire name and not only a last name. In The Wire, he can only talk about "Elim" as if that was a different person. But by "Things Past" in season 5, he's talking about the name tag that said "Elim Garak, former Cardassian oppressor," and you might be distracted by how funny that is and not really think about how that means he told a whole bunch of people his first name! He was walking around with his full name on a name tag for strangers to read! That's so hugely different from a few years ago! It's just fascinating to me how some of these developments sort of take place offscreen, in between episodes, and Garak just shows up again being a little less cagey about his past and a little more comfortable with who he is the next time we see him.
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I'm probably going to finish a big and serious empok nor art soon, and well, uh. while drawing the serious one i had an epiphany and it looked like this.
GO MILES GO flirt them *cardies* to death
ive never seen a common loon in person but i still quite like her because shes a very popular voice actress in movies
shes a movie star, you know...
Edward Bawden (British, 1903-1989), Aesop's Fables: An Old Crab and a Young, 1956. Linocut in colours, 37 x 24 cm.
š¾ Coloured engravings of heaths: London: Published by the Author. Printed by T. Bensley, 1802-09 [1830?] Original source Image description: Historical botanical illustration of a heath plant branch with slender, needle-like green leaves and clusters of small, bell-shaped red flowers with green calyxes. At the bottom, detailed smaller sketches show individual flower parts and stages of blooming. The artwork is finely colored on a plain beige background, typical of early 19th-century engravings, emphasizing the botanical features for scientific study.
Is that why Cardies have boobs???
Tbh i dont rly know why that guy said that theyre technically mammals. Theyre not technically anything. Cardassians are not real. The boobs can be full of cotton candy if you want. Theyre aliens. They have boobs because Mary Crosby happened to have some. Be free
Freak that I am, I've actually given Cardassian boobs some thought before (no, not like that lol). I like to think they're not mammals (trek needs more truly alien species), so why would Cardassians have breasts? They wouldn't. That wouldn't make sense. BUT!!!! What if they they just have basically the same thing that camels have going on and that's just storage for excess nutrients (camel humps don't actually hold water, sorry -- but maybe Cardassian front-humps do š¤·). After all, we know Cardassia is a very harsh planet to live on, so maybe the Cardassian people evolved to store as much extra fat/protein as possible, which means humps, but if those things were on the backs of a biped, that would lead to balance issues. Cardassian soldiers only appear to have big barrel chests because other species have Opinions(tm) about manboobs, so they've designed their armor to conceal the fact that they have them. Garak looks so tit-tastic because he doesn't bother trying to hide what nature gave all Cardassians. Pseudo-breasts are more prominent on females because they've evolved as a sign of reproductive fitness, but one that has nothing to do with milk production. It's just much easier to carry a child to term (or produce a large clutch of eggs) if your body has nutrients to spare. So maybe a busty Cardassian hits the same way the Venus of Willendorf does -- a strong indicator of fertility, in men AND women.
Yes, this implies that Dukat has tits that would put Seven of Nine's to shame. You're welcome!
Garak: *wraps self around Bashir to steal his warmth*
Julian: oh no, im being engulfed by a macrophage
Garak: what did i say about microbiological roleplay in bed?
Julian: so you dont want me to be a virus giving you my spike protein?
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Ah, thank you for the ask! This one was a bit of a minefield (but it was my own prompt, so I only have myself to blame)
A response to this ask game.
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A minefield youāve navigated with the deftness and agility of a highly trained Cambodian ratā thank you, I was deeply curious about this prompt and Lumba is so perfect.
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