in their nice tailored suits..

seen from United States

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seen from United States

seen from United States
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seen from Iraq
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seen from United States
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in their nice tailored suits..
all I really want is...
a love that is vaster than the distance between galaxies, brighter than the brightest stars, and anchored as two worlds are anchored by some celestial body so much greater than their own.
I have never seen this love outside of Star Trek though so I have low expectations.... 😭
Julian watched Garak hover in the doorway of their bedroom. He was laid on top of the blankets, propped up with pillows, their three week old daughter cuddled into his bare chest. She was sleeping peacefully, after nearly thirty minutes of screaming while Garak had tried to calm her so Julian could rest.
“What am I doing wrong?” Garak asked sadly.
“You’re doing nothing wrong, she’s just being fussy.”
“She never falls asleep when I hold her, in fact she screams when I try. Why does she like you so much more than me?” Julian chuckled softly, brushing a kiss against the curly hair of their daughter.
“She doesn’t like me more than you Elim.”
“She does!” He retorted fiercely, with a slight pout. Julian just sent him an endearingly amused smile.
“Elim, why do you like to sleep with me?” Garak tilted his head to the side in consideration, this felt like a trap.
“Because you are dear to me?” He guessed. Julian shook his head and smiled.
“Try again, what about sleeping with me have you always liked best?”
“You are warm?” Julian nodded his smile widening.
“I am warm. About ten degrees warmer than a Cardassian. Our daughter is using me as a heating mat, that is the only reason she falls asleep better on me than you.” Garak’s eyes widened in understanding.
“She hasn’t decided that she loves you more simply because you carried her?” This caused Julian to roll his eyes.
“Of course not. She doesn’t understand any of that yet. She just knows that one of us is warmer than the other. That’s all.” Garak nodded and climbed into bed beside him, curling close so he could rest his hand again their daughters back, thumbing the little curls at the base of her skull.
“I bet I could make a jacket or a robe that had a heating coil in it, then She would fall asleep on me.” He muttered o himself. Julian chuckled, pressing a kiss to the top of his beloveds head and settled into the cushions while his husband schemed.
He's just like me, for real! (a fag)
while im feeling extremely normal about this scene, julian what's your hand doing over there
so its fully been 4 months but im still thinking about @wanderingwriter87 's Garak-As-Honey-Bare concept so here's some concept art
[I.D. a collection of colored digital drawings depicting a slightly-redesigned-Garak dressed as Honey Bare from Our Man Bashir. one bust has him with glasses and his hair in a bun, the next bust shows him sans glasses with his hair down, a third bust shows him kissing Bashir, and a fourth full-body drawing shows him wearing a blouse, skirt, lab coat, and holding a clipboard. End I.D.]
Disco Elysium but DS9
Bashir as Kim and Garak as Harrier , Quark as Garte, Odo as Jean, Daxx as Klassje, Nog as Cuno, Kira as Ruby... Any more suggestions?
a bi boy and a gaylien I ship Garak x Bashir big time bc, who can not?!