Its Just Embarrassing When You Make A Fandom Related Post And It Doesnt Get Any Notes Like Okay. So No

Star trek used to be so fucking sweaty, they don't do it like they used to anymore, everything is so dry now.

I find Garak intriguing because the concept of some one gentle forced to bé violent fucks. Someone who desperately wants to be good through kindness but was taught that isnt for him. That the only good he could do was carving flesh. But instinctually he feels that its wrong, that in becoming the Sword of god (tain) hé has lost something intrinstic and warped himself into something monstrous and it still wasn't enough.

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.”

BLAM💥

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

one of the most underrated things about star trek is the way every other character is highly proficient in a truly random instrument. they're like broken little dnd characters with too many proficiencies. I love it.

"how did you forget XYZ?!" I didn't, I didn't include it because it would wreck the curve. If you think one was left off in error, pick one of the provided choices and then leave your suggestion in the tags

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.

on my (scarse) free time I’ve been watching a lot of DS9 and of course he is my favorite