Garaks-sewing-gun - Lying Is A Skill Like Any Other

lizardman finally takes a good nap :’>

can someone kill this fucking twink

drew miles o'brien on animal jam

> learn of the show “deep space nine”

> set aboard a stationary station that doesn’t move

> watch first episode

> it moves

where do the lies end

hey– who are your favorite garashir/ds9 authors, or favorite fics currently updating? this is a fic rec solicitation post !!

I've got a few saved in my tumblr likes, but always looking to broaden my horizons. i'm still new here so feel free to rec me stuff that's established or niche or anything in between

Interests: cool worldbuilding, weird cardassian anatomy, slow burn, mutual pining. any rating welcome but primarily interested in E ngl, open to multishipping, open to darkfic / dead dove with tags, open to AUs. i'm still acquiring tastes for the ship/fandom, so any wordcount is welcome!

mainly i'm just trying to get a sense for who is regularly putting out cool/interesting work these days so I can jump into the present tense fandom

one trek headcanon I have is that plomeek soup is a chai tea situation. plomeek is just the vulcan word for soup, actually. on the first enterprise, having to make do with mostly earth ingredients, t'pol hashed together a simplified version of a comforting soup native to her region of vulcan and one thing led to another and now that regional variation of a single soup recipe is called soup soup by the federation

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

H-9 for Garak! Imagine it, see it in your mind's eye.

I really wanted to make him more lizard-y but I don't have the skills for it yet so I had to go with what I was able to draw ;_;

I do love me some Plain Simple Garak content~

little green men is better than oppenheimer