#julian bashir

[googlygazer]

an ancient garashir for your viewing pleasure. found a cool brush to paint with and went hog wild

[knightotoc]

"Don't take it personally. He's turning thirty."

It's T minus 2 days, and to mark the occasion I'm drawing a few melodramatic characters. Exhibit A: Julian Bashir (and Garak)

[deadhaven]

Especially the lies.

[soiscla]

The autism kicked in and I drew take me out to the holosuite Julian Bashir

Me to Julian:

(づ ᴗ _ᴗ)づ♡(⸝⸝⸝• ω •⸝⸝⸝) ♡

[slugdge-boy]

So if Cardassians canonically argue to flirt, does that mean the way Garak keeps needling Bashir about being augmented, is him trying to say him being superhuman is really hot to him?

[catgirlizzyhands]

I think we all forgot about Bashir wanting to fuck his grandma a little too quickly

[sebstar]

fashion baby!

etsy! (physical trek products + more!)

ko-fi! (digital zines + more!)

references!!

[volcaramel]

late night mariner/t'lyn (I love them so much) + little doodles

[ineskorth]

I don't know if I'm just lucky or perhaps Star Trek has just the nicest fans ever but this commission was - again - such a lovely experience! This time @hobbithabits was the client and wanted an age swapped version of Bashirs and Garaks first meeting based on this fic: https://archiveofourown.org/works/54883567 (Past Prologue (Introductions and Intrigue)) Older Bashir was no problem, I've already drawn him and we got lots of beautiful pics of Sid. But younger Garak was a fun challenge. And I couldn't resist giving him Andys fluffy choir boy hair >:D. Commissions still open <3

[voiid-vagabond]

What is it about Bashir that makes him the most clone-able bitch in the Star Trek universe

his tboy swag and lanky autism next question

[vaguely-concerned]

Garashir ficlet, PG, context is that Garak is about to go do… Something on his own (specifics very much ????? but probably something foolhardy and secretive and doomed ala Improbable Cause) and Julian is Not Having It this time. Probably fits into some of the later seasons vibes-wise. 

Julian said tightly: “My Kardasi might still need some work, but — ”

“Oh, no at all, considering how recently you started your studies your efforts are downright impressive, if, ah — charmingly archaic at times. If that’s to be laid at anyone’s feet it should be mine, probably, remind me to recommend you something written within the last few centuries sometime soon.” 

Giving this attempt at diversion exactly as much consideration as it deserved, Julian completely ignored him and finished his own line of thought: “ — but at this point I have a veritable doctorate in Garakese. There’s something you’re not telling me.” 

“Many things, I’m sure. If I’d known you had any interest in the optimal soil composition in which to grow Lovalan roses, I would have gladly shared my insight. All you had to do is ask, my dear. In the spirit of cross-cultural knowledge exchange, I always stand ready to chip in and do my par — ”

“Elim.” 

That made Garak blink, just that split second too long, even as his face remained perfectly still and smiling around it. It was subtle enough that an unaugmented eye might not have caught it, but Julian’s did.

No longer bothering to hide his own desperation, Julian pressed on: “Elim, please. You’ve got me worried with this. I want to help in any way I can, and — and I don’t like to think about what might happen if I can’t.”

There was a moment of silence between them in which Julian could hear his own quickened breathing too loudly in his ears. 

“That’s… characteristically kind of you, Doctor,” Garak said eventually, voice slightly hushed, like someone trying not to wake a sleeping child in another room. “But there is nothing to worry about. Really.” 

“Brush me off if you really feel like you have to, but please, at least do me the courtesy of not going out of your way to insult my intelligence while you’re at it,” Julian snapped. “How stupid do you think I am? How do you expect me to just close my eyes and sit back like nothing’s wrong while you — ”

Garak sighed. “You’re right, that was unworthy of me. Please, put it down to old habit, not a lack of respect. Very well, then let me rephrase what I was trying to say slightly, in order to be more precise — whatever might or might not be going on, there’s absolutely nothing you can do, and I really would rather you stayed out of it. Knowing you to be safely out of the line of fire would provide me with infinitely more comfort and utility than anything you could actively do to help. Which, again, is nothing.”

“But — ”

“Julian. Please.” 

Julian would have been thrown less off-balance if Garak had punched him square in the jaw. “Oh, that’s a dirty trick,” he said, unsteadily. 

“And here I thought ‘turnabout is fair play’ was a guiding Human principle,” Garak said, and his tone was light but his eyes were soft and very sad. “I see I have been misinformed.”    

The idea that Julian’s initial exposure to the Cardassian language leaves him speaking it like the equivalent of a Regency era novel or something to contemporary Cardassian ears in the beginning is a headcanon that is so dear to me  

[unstableforensicscientist]

GUYYYYSSSS I LOVE GARAK SO FUCKING MUCH IM GONNA LOSE IT, AND JULIAN, AND ODO)/!;&4!;&&44

[aristotletheyawner]

[winterstaryu]

Season 1 Julian Bashir is literally the worst and I love him so fucking much, giggling and kicking my little feet anytime he's on screen, the biggest dweeb, I would like to give him 1 million kisses

[galactic-magick]

Star Trek makes me soooo crazy cuz you got Picard saying things like "It is possible to commit no mistakes and still lose."

And Data saying things like "I would gladly risk feeling bad at times, if it also meant that I could taste my dessert."

And Bashir saying things like “You can't go through life trying to avoid getting a broken heart. If you do, it'll break from loneliness anyway."

And Odo sayings things like "It has been my observation that one of the prices of giving people freedom of choice is that sometimes they make the wrong choice."

And I’m just supposed to be normal about it???

[garaks-padded-bra]

Excerpt from Jake Sisko’s documentary about deep space station living.