1x16 If Wishes were Horses 2x11 Rivals 2x25 Tribunal 2x25 Tribunal 3x10 Fascination 4x17 Accession 5x03 Looking for Par’Mach in All the Wrong Places 5x05 The Assignment
wish my head wasn't empty-brained so i could give you a proper prompt but it's sleepytime and all i can think of is "garak with reading glasses" because that's always on my mind so uh. garak with glasses? if you want to.
Alright y’all, here’s one of the most unintentionally funny scenes in DS9.
In “Family Business” Bashir and O’Brien are trying to pick the lock on Quark’s to retrieve their dartboard, all the while Odo and Sisko are making comments like “This is one of Rom’s special security
locks. I’ve never seen anything so
convoluted” and “Hmm, a tripartite microsealing
mechanism. That’s going to take a
while to get through”.
So those two breaking into the bar and Odo and Sisko being cool with it is amusing enough, but fast forward to season seven’s “Extreme Measures”…
It’s the middle of the night, the bar is closed and O’Brien walks in on Bashir playing darts. O’Brien asks how he got in and Bashir simply replies “The lock’s not that complex”. So back in season three he was just standing there watching O’Brien struggle when he could’ve done it in no time.
That genetically engineered bastard.
It gets funnier when you consider how competitive their relationship was, and that Julian Bashir, best friend and partner in crime to Miles O’Brien, was silently laughing at him the entire time.
He could have brushed off lockpicking skills as some random interest from years back, related to his Bond fantasies too, but instead let his best struggle.
I don’t have anything too weird actually. I guess this Klingon head play set is kinda strange. The head opens up to a Klingon great hall and It’s got a tiny worf and gowron that you can make fight (did that happen in the show? I can’t remember) and a targ
That is definitely weird. I recall being playsets like that in the shape of pretty girls or cute animals, so tehre being a Klingon one is amazing.
After three years in a labour camp, Kelas Parmak is released, but he is not free. He is remanded into the custody of his sister, and the incarceration has left him scarred. Still his belief that the Cardassian state needs to be overthrown is as strong as it was before he was apprehended. As he tries to recuperate, his views threatens to disrupt his family’s lives, and his very presence changes how others see that which once was beyond reproach.
I am beyond excited to start posting this fic. I started the first draft of this in November 2018. On two occasions, I ended up starting over entirely. I tried to do a WIP Big Bang and mental health stuff got in the way. Very slowly, I’ve been working towards getting it done. In November 2021 I finished the first draft, and now, I’m finally ready to start posting.
This fic is a sequel of sorts to Love in a Time of Oppression. It can be read as a stand-alone, though. It is a Parmak-centric fic about pre-Fire Cardassia. Trigger warnings are in the tags on AO3, and chapter-specific warnings are in the notes before each chapter. The whole thing is 12 chapters and 50 000+ words.
Read, comment, reblog, leave kudos - you know the drill! :)
Happy Friday!!! We made it thru the worst part of the freeze (so far) without any burst/frozen pipes so imma celebrate with some Garak , some DS9 and some hot cocoa!!
Really kind of a hot take but if you think Kai Winn is legitimately worse than Dukat you’ve got some issues.
Like what’s worse, being a corrupt religious leader or committing actually r*pe and genocide frequently AND being an even MORE corrupt religious leader because you started a fucking death cult 🤔
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.
