What was garak like as castellan? (ps your art is 💞💕❤️❤️💕💞💕❤️💕💞💕)
OOHOHO GARAK AS CASTELLAN....
I think his time in the Federation has, despite his best efforts, affected his outlook on politics. He's a wary centrist now, as if Cardassia has the luxury of political discourse not related to basic sustenance.... trying to delicately excise the most distasteful parts of the prior totalitarian regime while still supporting the structures that keep people alive.
I don't think there's a way to be a well-liked leader after an annihilative disaster, honestly. Garak's not an exception. He's NOT a popular Castellan, but he WAS the least bad choice immediately on hand, and he's adept at securing badly needed aid from Federated interests. He can be very persuasive and diplomatic, and he circumvents or cuts through the bureaucratic and political obstacles that would've trapped less canny men. He's in power during the setting of the foundation of the Cardassian economic miracle and he stalwartly weathers years of vicious criticism and assassination attempts (that he easily evades). As soon as he retires his approval rating goes from like 15% to 80%. He's the Grandfather of Cardassia, their mercurial constant, their deviously bitchy figurehead who can hold his own against any rival leader. The wily old regnar who raised a generation of hungry utopian statesmen. A Castellan to be privately eviscerated and publicly saluted.
Mostly he's just trying to go home at some point during the night to quietly whisper 'good-night' to his kids and husband, though
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I was today years old when I found out anyone named an award after Dr. Dre's b!tch ass. That award might as well be plastic. I knew he had that 'beats, punches and hits by Dre' line but who tf named an award after this piece of shit. Must be politics.
Who wants to win an award named after someone who gives women concussions, shoots at them, makes fun of them in his songs and on top of that, is a deadbeat dad who hasn't even met his grandchildren. Melt that award and repurpose it into a stool or something.
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Smutty Valentines: Day Twelve
Day twelve: Makeup Sex
Dbd! Ghostface x reader
Fem! Reader
Warnings: slight angst in the beginning, pre fog Jed Olsen, late 80s to early 90s Florida Era setting, reader has suspicions of him being the Roseville killer, mentions of cheating (not actually cheating), readers job is a dj while going through college. Piv sex, kinda toxic relationship, unprotected sex
Lying on your shared bed, you listened to the newest mix tape you made during your off time as a freelance dj. The upbeat sounds of the latest Florida Break mix did nothing to help you through how upset you were at your boyfriend.
You love your boyfriend Jed but lately he's been ditching dates with you, claiming that his newspaper job is to blame. What Jed didn't realize was that you didn't see his car parked at his job when he claimed he was at work the other day.
Thoughts flooded your mind, unsure if it was the florida heat affecting you or your nerves running into overdrive. Between the news spreading like wildfire about the Roseville killer and your own concerns about the state of your relationship, you're feeling a bit down moodwise.
The front door to your shared apartment moved slightly as the front door was unlocked. Jed looked rather exhausted as he drops his work folders onto the small table before grabbing him some water to drink. Sliding into the covers, you hoped he thinks you fell asleep while listening to music.
You didn't want to continue the argument that the both of you had before he went to work this morning and you went to class. As much as you love Jed, you also know that he can be hard to love and be with. He's an egotistical asshole, occasionally being the man you fell in love with.
"Doll, I know you're awake, you're shitty at luing."
You feel him enter the bed next to you. His left hand gently caresses your soft cheek while his right arm pulled your body closer to his. Giving up the facade, you opened your eyes to see his tired ones.
"I'm sorry that I have been a shitty boyfriend to you. The whole Roseville killer is keeping me tied at the office."
His lips kissed down the sensitive flesh of your neck as you let out a soft moan for him. Although you didn't believe his beautiful lies, you couldn't help but to melt to his warm touch. Your hands ran through his dark locks as he kissed down your jawline, towards your neck.
It was as if you were a fly trapped in Jed's web of lies and deceit. You know it's wrong but it gives you a thrill that no drug or alchohol can ever satisfy. His hands were quick with undressing you, his calloused hands ghosted over your soft skin.
The haziness of the lust building from Jed's touch trumped any common sense thoughts about ending the relationship. Your hands instinctively started stripping his clothes as he left hickies from your neck down to your breasts.
You were lost in your lust to noticed that the both of you were nude. Jed teased your slit with the tip of his cock before he entered you. A loud groan left your lips as you felt his member stretched your walls. After the amount of times the both of you had fucked, you still loved how he can still stretched your walls deliciously.
His thrusts picked up from somewhat slow and sensual to borderline animalistic as he used the sounds you make to thrust faster. His soft groans filled your ears as his hands moved your legs up, putting then around his shoulders. The new position made him hit your gspot immediately.
The familiar coil of arousal bubbles up deep inside you as the sounds of both of your moans filled the humid room. His deep breaths against you sweat claded skin, causing goosebumps to form on your arms.
Between the way Jed pistons himself into you and the sounds of pleasure filling your ears, you came around his cock. He kept on thrusting animalistically, chasing his own climax as he feels your over stimulated form shake underneath him.He came inside you shortly afterwards, collapsing over your body.
"Do you forgive me, doll?"
You noded slightly in-between heavy breaths. You relaxed your body as he pulled out of you, letting your legs stretch back onto your shared bed. Just like the last time the both of you had makeup sex, you accepted Jed's apology- cementing yourself into the same cycle you both loved and loathed.
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Mad Monster Expo 2022 Returns to NC with 'Halloween III' Reunion and More
Mad Monster Expo 2022 Returns to NC with 'Halloween III' Reunion
The annual Mad Monster Expo returns to Concord, North Carolina this weekend, and a totally killer lineup of guests is set to be in attendance and meeting fans, including a Halloween III: Season of the Witch reunion celebrating the film’s 40th anniversary, and many more.
Our friend and legendary stunt performer Dick Warlock (Halloween II, Halloween III) was the fist celebrity guest officially…
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