Lankiest Guy In Starfleet

could we see julian bashir please? i'm curious to see how polarizing he really is...

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Station of ill repute

Kira: Prime minister Shakaar is not the father.

Dukat: (⚆ᗝ⚆) Then who is?!

Kira: Chief O'Brien.

Dukat: (;° ロ°)

Dukat: Benjamin! Chief O'Brien– a married man – fathered major's baby?! You run a station of ill repute here!

Sisko: *slaps him* That was for calling me Benjamin.

Dukat: (˃̶᷄︿๏） Sisko: Besides, Chief had very little say in it. It was mainly Dr. Bashir who did the job on major. And of course Mrs. O'Brien was involved, too.

Dukat: (ಥ﹏ಥ)

Sisko: What's with you?

Dukat: (ಥ﹏ಥ) Just how do I join this station of ill repute?!

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Description: Four panel comic

First Panel: Julian Bashir and Miles O'Brien kissing in Mile's quarters on a bed, shrouded in darkness. Julian is on top cradling Mile's head while Miles strokes his hands down Julian's back, which show's that his jumpsuit is zipped down

Second Panel: Julian pulls away from the kiss with a sigh and sits up. Mile follows and asks Julian, who has an anxious expression on his face, " Julian? What's wrong? Are you ok?"

Third Panel: Julian has now shifted towards in the end of the bed, where you can now see the rest of the room is accommodated with a small side table, a round lamp sitting on top, and a large chair besides the bedside, all hidden in the dark besides their outlines. Julian is leaning on his hands with his worried face dipped low, Miles behind him sitting up on his knees, a reassuring hand on Julian's shoulder and a mild expression on his face. Julian says " This doesn't seem right, Miles. What about Keiko?"

Fourth Panel: The room is suddenly bathed in yellow light as the lamp is clicked on to reveal Keiko, who has been sitting on the large bedside chair. She tells a screaming and exaggeratedly shocked Julian, "It's alright, Julian". Julian is holding tightly onto Mile's, his legs and arms draped over his body and his mouth thrown open in a scream, his eyes popping out of his skull. Mile's, casually holding Julian's back, says "Hi, Keiko!"

Holosuite date night except it turns into a three-hour lecture on the history of the Cardassian spy fiction genre.

Honestly I just wanted to draw Garak in his Our Man Bashir outfit, and Gracie Anne has had them on my mind lately. <3

I love when the star trek alien actors decide to give their characters traits that they personally think of as the respective alien species influence, because they never line up with other actors decisions. Like we have early seasons Nog, who has that very particular Ferengi accent and vocal rhythm, and then his uncle Quark shows up and he just sounds like a guy who owns a bowling alley. Garak, who moves in this strange reptilian fashion, has his eyes wide open, and then his dad shows up. And its like. Yeah thats just Paul Dooley. Hes not even acting thats just Paul Dooley right there. What we learn from this is that Garak is just a freak.

sloan doesn’t know julian’s spy kink is already being fulfilled by a middle-aged lizard

the lizard and the twink compel me. not just because of the chemistry and the drama and the banter

we have middle aged paranoid trauma queen. he's bitchy and mean and so so sad. he loves fashion and gardening and bombs. his father was reptile himmler. he was groomed to be a killer. he's sentimental and unable to be sincere. he tortured people until he couldn't stomach it anymore. he had a drug addiction that almost killed him. he's pathetic and a little creepy

we also have pretty boy himbo supergenius. he's kind and silly and so so angry. he loves tennis and playing dress-up and medical malpractice. he is dr. Frankenstein (on request only). he's idealistic and unable to live up to his own morals. he keeps dating his patients. he tortured a dying man with a mind probe. he was designed to be a legacy. he's horny and a little desperate

and you'd think they'd be an explosion of terror when they're together, but no. it implodes and fizzles out. they eat chocolates and discuss Shakespeare insincerely and probably cuddle. they just enjoy each other's company

they're still toxic and dysfunctional and a little off-putting to be around. they are everyone else's problem. they're dangerous tools to be wielded by others. but when they're together, they even each other out. and they just get to dysfunctionally function.

and I think that's beautiful

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