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.
Today at MASS MoCA (huge contemporary art museum in western Massachusetts) I was looking at an exhibit of âTruismsâ by Jenny Holzer and several struck me as VERY Cardassia, very Garak.
This is the second time this is on my dash and let me just say that I desperately want a crossover where Aziraphale and Garak get extremely drunk together while complaining about customers and their unfortunate taste in men who are both extremely attractive and kind yet have atrocious taste in nearly everything.
If any two mean sexy gays need a weekly wine and whine itâs them.
Hey so, question to all ds9 people: has anyone ever considered what Garak does during the Siege at the beginning of season 2, either in fic or in general? Like, i don’t want to imagine the kinda chaos him getting on one of the evac shuttles would cause, but… hhm
the part in the ds9 episode where ezri has to get joran’s (dax’s previous homicidal host) help to solve a murder and she’s deliberating about it to worf like “i know someone who can help… but it’ll be extremely unpleasant” and he’s like “hm… i see”. i absolutely believe he thought she was talking about garak and was like yeah you’re right that [klingon slur for cardassians] is annoying as hell that’s a tough decision right there bud :/
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garak: mY dEaR dOcToR, i’ve received a most unusual anonymous order in my shop! this rather mysterious customer has requested as follows: apple bottom jeans, boots WITH “the fur”, baggy sweatpants, and reeboks WITH “the straps”! i simply can’t make heads or tails of it. why, i don’t even know what a reebok is!
jake and nog: *giggling from their promenade perch*