sisko is such a dad with a camera guy. dad with a padd, whatever. guy who films jake's first steps and first words and first time spitting all over curzon's diplomatic robes. hours and hours of jennifer working and dancing and swimming and smiling at him, just for him. the year after her death there are no family sisko records, but he makes up for it with a will afterwards: jake awkward and impatient in front of the wormhole, kira and dax distributing scrolls during the gratitude festival, the first time odo whisked a proper omelet. candids during his team dinners, that time the chief and the doctor got drunk and decided to play darts blinfolded and hopping on one leg. that time jake and nog had a paintball battle all over the station. the promenade at night during a slow month, some people wandering around still, light seeping from quark at the end of the corridor, store fronts glinting light eyes. an edge in the corner where the photographer's fingertip smudges the lens. no self-portraits. no need for them, really.
usamericans do you realise that a stereotype we have about u is that you really really love ice. like the amount of ice you put in your drinks and all your ice machines are really silly to us. do your fridges genuinely produce ice????
this is literally the only compelling case for doctor kelas parmak being real like
who would win in a fight, the delicious trauma of parmak being dead as hell absolutely nonexistant OR the delectable drama of a man meeting the near-identical younger model he got traded out for
I can never decide!!!! both options are so great!!!!! two absolute cakes!!!
Honestly, if Kelas is real did used to date Garak that makes his POV on Julian even more hilarious.
Like, imagine not seeing your toxic ass ex for years, then he comes back from his state enforced trip abroad with a new boyfriend whose half his age and just happens to be a doctor like you. God he would be so catty, as he should
weeping and kissing the ground, looking to the sky and raising my hands in praise
I made it through the first three seasons of voyager………. I made it over the other side, to a certain borgian entrance……. alleluia or whatever!!!!!
kinda how i see them rn
oh i hear ya, i’ve sewn professionally, I know about these guys. but see that’s exactly thing though– we basically only ever see him using the invisible laser gun, on fabric he is holding in his HAND! handheld stitchers are like, extremely limited in what they can actually do compared to a machine (and cutting table, and iron, etc) It’s just SO funny that star trek’s idea of future sewing was like, well one guy on the station gets a handheld magic gun that does everything 😌
(I bet it presses seams somehow too….)
changed my url. @/simpletailoring was great but I really want us to focus on the important stuff: the stupid fucking gun my favorite lizard uses to sew
what is that. there's literally no way it's actually stitching. what do y'all think this thing doing is please tell me
i was getting ready for another day of spying and murdering, practicing my interrogator death stare with my piercing blue orbs. just then, enabran tain came in. “pack your things.” he said. “i’ve sold you to pay our debts. meet your new owners, the crew of deep space 9.”