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watching strange things s3 be like:

robin? gay

will? gay

murray and alexei? absolutely gay for each other

steve harrington?.. well jokes on you totally bi

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look me dead in the eyes and tell me that’s not canon.

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I forgot that the shoulder-thing is a Bajoran uniform thing, so just ignore that.

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for the LAST time: being butch is NOT just about the way you dress or even the way you act. being butch is about carrying ALL of the groceries in from the car in ONE trip.

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I was having sad thoughts about Garak dying and doing shri-tal with Julian but then it transformed into a joke about Garak getting mildly injured and dramatically telling Julian stupid secrets.

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stop asking neil gaiman to confirm/deny things and just violently project your own issues onto the characters the way God intended 

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Can we take a moment to realize that among the many DS9 AUs we need, we need an ageswapped one for Garak/Bashir. Because older Julian Bashir would be

oh my god

frick

WHALE NOISES

And younger Elim Garak would be scaly chalky versions of

oh no

oh noooooo

oh noooooo

so yeah I’m adding it to the list of AUs I should write about and so should you also because this would make Julian the former member of Section 31 who plays at being nothing more than an innocent doctor and who knows what it makes garak other than the hottest shit.

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......... thinking about garak lying on julian like a content lizard lying on a warm rock

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Reblog the writers’ fortune cookie for luck!

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Sorry I've been so damn quiet on the writing front. I rage quit my shitty office job recently and haven't wanted to touch a computer for a bit, even to write.

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i was rereading bits of a stitch in time because i love pain and also young garak breaks my heart

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FOR THE LOVE OF THE GODS YES

Fic idea:  AU where Tain exiles Mila along with Garak

Tain states in The Die is Cast that he’s thinking about killing Mila because she knows too much. He knows he needs to get rid of her soon after Garak’s betrayal and him retiring so he sends her away with Garak. So instead of being the suave, mysterious spy on the station, Garak is labelled as that one Cardassian guy that lives with his Mom and might also be a spy. Garak will insist living with several generations of family into adulthood is perfectly normal on Cardassia (it is). Buts its not on Bajor or in most Federation cultures so he just gets labelled as that guy. They open Garaks’ Clothiers together and both work the shop (who do you think taught him to sew??). Cue Mila trying to set him up with ‘that nice young man’ Dr Bashir and her publicly scolding Dukat for his poor manners

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Me: ok I’m pretty queer this is about as queer as it gets.

*Sees new Ghostbusters* me: ok thanks Kate I reached a new level of gay this is it.

*watches star trek DS9* me: OK SERIOUSLY IM PHYSICALLY UNABLE TO GET MORE QUEER

*engages with DS9/Garashir fans/dom*

Me:….

Me: fuck ok u literally are shitting rainbows now stop it EC.

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“You must do me this honor…promise me you will survive….that you will never give up…not matter what happens…no matter how hopeless…promise me now, and never let go of that promise! ”

‘Oh for goodness sake Julian calm yourself, and pull me up.’

“NEVER LET GO ELIM”

’….you’re really going to make me do this aren’t you?’

“NEVER LET GO”

’*sigh* I promise. Now will you promise to stop watching Titanic and PULL ME UP!’

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“Here your extra sweet abomination…” or Garashir Morning Routine

One of the pictures that were produced in the course of my preperations for the Deadly Sins Garashir Fest organised by @aurora-nova-fic and @zaan-zaan. It’s my favourite picture so far and its dedicated to you two for coordinating Garashir fest month ;)!

Thank you! I’m really looking forward to all the great stuff you guys have made!

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All your life, on every full moon, you always have an inexplicable urge to go and swim in the ocean. However, for some reason, you are always trapped inside on a full moon. Either your family is locking the doors and keeping you in their sights, your friends wont let you leave some gathering, or you end up stuck at work with your coworkers because the doors malfunctioned and locked you all in. Its doesn’t matter what it is, there’s always something that stops you from fulfilling that pressing urge. 

Tonight, as you start on your walk home, your car having broken down, and not having wanted to bother anyone else for a lift, you feel that strange desperate sensation beginning to tug at you again. Looking up, you watch as the sun sets, and the pull of the moon grows stronger. Suddenly, you realise that you are alone, free, not held back by those around you. Your phone begins to ring, but you barely hear it, mind set on your goal. Without even thinking, you change your course, feet taking you towards the seaside with hurried and excited steps. 

You barely manage to kick off your shoes and drop your bag, before you’re racing fully clothed into the ocean, a bright smile on your face. Swimming has never felt so euphoric and freeing, your eyes slipping closed as you let yourself dip under the lazy waves, your worries and pains slipping away. 

As you open your eyes, you feel your heart skip a beat, seeing not the ocean, but a broad expanse of stars, your body floating weightlessly among them, skin shimmering with light.