Icon by @ThatSpookyAgent. Call me Tir or Julian. 37. He/They. Queer. Twitter: @tirlaeyn. ao3: tirlaeyn. 18+ Only. Star Trek. The X-Files. Sandman. IwtV. OMFD. Definitionless in this Strict Atmosphere.
creature in fiction: *is portrayed as bad and mean*
8 year old me: but what if there was a good and nice one :0
there’s no age limit for this
youre right…………..
me at 8: but what if you gave it a hug?
me at 31: but what if you gave it a hug?
The neurodivergent reaction to bad and mean creatures: but what if someone loved this unlovable thing? Maybe it would be possible for me, also a strange and burdensome and unlovable thing, to be loved as well?
(A/N: I’m in the airport again! So here is another 20 minute Drabble. As always, apologies for any spelling and grammar mistakes. Also a special thank you to @nebulouscoffee for the prompt!)
To Deserve Each Other
“Oh, come off it; that’s not how it happened,” Julian says, laughing slightly while topping off his glass of wine.
“So sad to have one’s partner decay into senility,” Garak replies.
“No, what happened was that I was calmly and peacefully minding my own business in my personal holosuite time, and then you–”
“Goodness! Human memory really does get quite fuzzy after all these years. I assure you, my dearest Doctor, you invited me–”
“This is absurd,” Julian says, laughing again despite himself. “I most certainly did not!”
“Yes! That is exactly what happened. I was invited to play with my dear friend, a man I so admired and adored–”
“You’re so full of shi–”
“And then he shot me! Can you even imagine?”
“Stop giving Parmak a bad impression of me!” Julian exclaims before turning to Parmak. “He broke into my holoprogram, which is illegal by the way, and due to a series of unfortunate events, I was forced to shoot him to save my colleagues.”
“Wait,” Parmak says, his eyes wide. “You really did shoot him, then?”
“It was only a flesh wound,” Julian says flippantly.
“A flesh wound!” Garak’s pout was reaching epic proportions. “You shot me in the neck.”
“He deserved it,” Julian says, looking beseechingly at their dinner companion.
Parmak looks wryly between them and then says, “well, at the very least, you certainly deserve each other.’
[ID: seven gifs from season 2, episode 18 “profit and loss” from the tv series “star trek: deep space nine”, the gifs show elim garak and quark near an airlock.
1st gif: “i suggest we return to the promenade without delay.” garak suggests.
2nd gif: “you have to tell me. why did you do it?”
quark asks garak, ignoring
his suggestion for now.
3rd gif: “shoot toran?” quark elaborates. “well, why did you let professor lang go?” garak answers in a roundabout manner.
4th gif:
“i have no choice. i love her” quark answers.
5th gif:
“and i love cardassia, which is why i had to do what i did.” garak replies.
6th gif:
“i don’t understand.” quark shakes his head, they both starts to head to the promenade.
7th gif: "that’s the thing abot love. no one really understands it, do they?“ garak comments as they both leave./end ID]
[ID: five gifs from season 2, episode 5 “cardassians” from the tv series “star trek: deep space nine”, the gifs show julian bashier and
elim
garak in front of a computer.
1st gif: julian is leaning on the right side of the computer, while garak is seated on the left. garak is working on fixing the computer. julian tells garak, “i continue to underestimate you, garak.” julian shifts to rest his cheek on the palm of his right hand.
2nd gif: “oh, it’s no more difficult than sewing on a button, actually.” garak replies, still focused on the computer.
3rd gif: “excuse me.” garak gets up and shifts places with julian to stand in front of the computer screen. he takes off the tool he was wearing on his left eye and hands it over to julian.
4th gif: “you carry this everywhere with you, do you?“ julian asks garak while taking the tool from him.
5th gif: “a simple tailoring tool. you’d be surprised how often someone needs their pants let out.” garak replies, he is still focusing on the computer screen. to his left, julian is playing with the tool, putting it up against his right eye./end ID]
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