Just finished reading Enigma Tales and while it is an absolutely banging read (the best Star Trek book I’ve read) I was left with a renewed Garashir hunger. I don’t know why the top half of Bashir’s onesie star fleet uniform is wrapped around his waist so that his upper body is exposed. Don’t ask me. (Probably working in a garden for Garak or something whombst to know)
This started as a warm up sketch and next thing I knew I spend the whole afternoon painting this. I usually suck at realistic art so I have no idea how it happened
Cecil. She/her. During the day I sit in libraries staring at books. During the night I write queer fanfiction with a historical slant.
Some not-so-random facts: Gay space lizards are the best lizards. Star Trek is my life. I have too many DS9 ships. Classic Who and the Eighth Doctor Adventures make me grin stupidly. Kelas Parmak is the best. I will defend historically accurate portrayals of Alan Turing to the last drop of blood. Likes and asks end up in the name of @apolesens-otheraccount, because Tumblr doesn't have a way of changing which blog is your primary one. Nothing happens over there - this is the one to follow.
