#worf x garak

[vexingvorta]

This fic was born from a conversation in a discord I'm in- its my first ship fic, and I'm really proud of it! (It tracks that my first fic is a rarepair but shhhhhh-)

All was quiet. Pleasantly, peacefully quiet aside from the repeated tap, tap, tapping of metal needles clicking together to weave what would likely become yet another blanket.

Really, Worf didn't mind the sound. It faded into the background, a peaceful metronome that, in a way, aided his meditative focus.

Or.. it would. If the person holding those needles didn't insist on speaking every five minutes.

"What are your thoughts on dinner tomorrow? There's this new- oh, right, my deepest apologies, my dear. I'm becoming quite forgetful in my old age."

Worf didn't need to turn around to know that there was a wide, coy grin on Garaks face as he spoke. This was the third time tonight his meditation had been interrupted. Worf didn't bother to reply, and Garak went quiet again. Just as Worfs mind began to drift again, however, Garak began speaking again.

"Will dear Alexander be visiting again any time soon? He's quite a good conversationalist you know, patient and a wonderful listener- it's so difficult to find anyone- oh, yes, I apologize. I'll be quiet now."

Garak was indeed, not quiet for very long before he spoke up again, the passive aggressive nature of his talking becoming intentionally more blatant with each phrase.

"My, it *is* quite chilly in here- Worf, dear, did you tamper with the environmental controls again?"

Worf still, stubbornly, did not look at his lover.

"It is eighty-five degrees in here." Worf finally spoke, trying to ignore the agitated twitch in his eyelid.

Garak only smirked. Finally, he was getting somewhere.

"Are you quite sure? Because it is absolutely frigid; i fear i may perish should i attempt to sleep alone. Perhaps we should call in Mr O'Brien, have him make sure everything is in working order-"

Worf whipped around to face Garak, mouth set in a firm scowl when he saw the coy grin on the others face.

"You are doing this on purpose!" He accused, to which Garak simply fluttered his eyelashes in a show of innocence, "my dear i have absolutely no idea what you are referring to-"

"You are intentionally interrupting my nightly meditation- which you do, every time i agree to share quarters with you."

Garak inclined his head, staring challengingly at his lover.

"Now why would I ever do such a thing?"

The silence hung heavily in the air between them, until finally, Worf let out a defeated sigh and stood.

"You are menace."

"And yet you still agree to visit my quarters." Garak said with a self-satisfied grin, pulling out the drawer of his bedside table to set the knitting needles and yarn inside. He shut it and moved into a more comfortable position, lifting the blankets in a quiet invitation for Worf to join him.

A warrior knows how to choose his battles. Knows when one is a lost cause. It is this knowledge that pushed Worf to finally climb under the covers, knowing that he would know no peace until he did.

Garak, satisfied with the outcome, leaned over to press a kiss to his lovers lips- which Worf reciprocated readily.

"Computer, lights off." Worf demanded, relaxing minutely when the room went dark and he felt the weight of his lover settle against his chest.

Garak was becoming increasingly stubborn about having Worf in his quarters at night- though he'd visit Worf on the defiant, he refused to spend the night there. He wanted to share a bed, and the bunked shelves on the defiant were barely big enough for one person, let alone two.

"You are becoming spoiled." Worf muttered, fingers absently threading through Garaks dark hair. He only got a small hum in response as the Cardassian began to doze off, lulled by the others warm body and gentle hand.

It wasn't long before Worf fell asleep too, dreams filled with glorious battles and a beloved Cardassian at his side.

[lofan]

Sci-fi shows + tenderly holding your lover's hand in medbay

[randomthunk]

A DS9 button/sticker set that I've been working on for the past few weeks, that I soon plan on getting made to have available for the 2024 con season. What a fun little gang of space rascals.

[goodsavetheking]

Polyamorous queer commune. (sorry)

[welpyoun]

[lonelymoonrambles]

I just finished season 4 of ds9 and here are my thoughts as a first time viewer:

- starting the season off strong with some Garashir flirting in the medbay 😏

- love to see Worf, but where's Alexander?

- and where the hell is KEIKO

- cool can't wait to ugly cry every time I think about 'The Visitor'

- omg did Julian and miles break up? :(

- they got back together, thanks Keiko :)

- let Jadzia bang her ex-wife!!! LEAVE HER ALONE! GET A JOB!

- Our Man Bashir is just Julian and Garak on a date, having a normal fun good time as boyfriends

- Quark is really out here just trying to get Odo's attention huh

- I am once again asking: if Dukat evil, why sexy!!!?!

- Kira's line to Dukat : "why is that when you smile I wanna leave the room" is so real

- KEIKO'S BACK

- Keiko really said, "you don't need to break up with Julian just cause I'm back, Miles 🙄" our poly matchmaking queen

- Fashion Spotlight: Whatever the hell Quark's been wearing all season 🌈

- Jake. Please. Date someone your own age, I am begging you.

- Benjamin. Stop letting older alien women near your teenage son!

- crazy mirror Julian can still get it, but a little less cause of the haircut

- Ah Weyoun, I've heard so much about you and idk I'm not sold yet pal 🧐

- the Jem'hadar are still serving 💅 they're so sassy and for what

- ommmggg kira joining the polycule as a surrogate / Keiko's girlfriend

- so Quark's just openly pining for Odo now huh

- Miles suggesting Julian move in...DO IT! KEIKO WILL LET YOU! COMPLETE THE POLYCULE!

Ds9 is still holding the title of my fave star trek franchise (sorry tos I love you forever) let's go season 5!

[tuttle-did-it]

*Sorry Nicole de Boer, nothing personal, but it’s true

[house-of-quark]

Just Odo, Worf and Tuvok sitting on the promenade on a quiet day, sipping coffee, watching the ships go through the wormhole.

And in comes Quark, Neelix and Weyoun bursting into dance for a flash mob choreographed by Jadzia.

And Benjamin laughing at the viewer as he had ordered them to take the day off and.. approved the flashmob.

Just another day at deep space nine

[quarks-pussy]

Fuck it. I wanna talk about That interaction between Mirror Garak and Mirror Worf.

Like, it's already a great scene either way but to me it's so noticeable how Garak (I'm talking mirrors only this post but for brevity I'll not specify each time) reacted to Worf's rejection(?) (<- he might've just been being mean, let me dream) because what you'd expect here is something like "nor are you mine" etc but he doesn't say that. He says "I never said I was", basically going 'shame about the heterosexuality, I'm still dtf tho if you change your mind'. Or at least that's what I'm hearing lmao

[trest-a-mess]

Miles O'Brien FUCKS

In DS9 Miles was at the center of a station wide polycule among the upper staff. With only 2 couples being exclusive in the upper echelons of the station. By necessity, DS9 spoilers. The reason why I didn’t include Julian is that him being with Ezri is a very late show addition, and she and Julian get together even later. Whereas from very early on Miles is fucking 3 people. Plus, miles has more metamours than Julian.

[all-for-the-simps]

Star Trek: DS9 characters x male reader

Scenarios based on oneliners, and quotes from my old, discarded fanfics… Part 1

{My original lines will be a different colour and no, I’m not giving you any of the original context–]

[All of these can be perceived as romantic, platonic, or familial etc, etc, everything is up to you.]

🚫female-aligned people DNI🚫

[If any of these are out of character, I’m sorry. I don’t know what I’m doing ;-;]

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1 - *Quark, Odo, and Kira fighting at the bar*

Kira: “We found you scamming your customers.”

Quark: “Who said I was? I–”

Odo: “You have a history of scamming and these actions will no longer be tolerated.”

Kira: “So, either give back the money and refund all these people or come with us.”

Quark: “You mean, I can choose?”

Kira: “Listen here, you little bitch–”

Quark: “Seriously? Can you get more creative with the names? You’ve called me a bitch three times. Where’s the variety?"

*Kira straight up sucker punches Quark square in the face*

Y/N, in the background: “GodDAMN–”

2 - *Y/N to Dukat, at literally any point, any time they ever meet*

Y/N: “If you weren’t a disgusting motherfucker, I’d be sorry for what I’m about to do. But you are one, so I have no regrets.”

Dukat: “Wait, what?--”

*Dukat gets absolutely destroyed by Y/N and his boots (Basically, he gets repeatedly kicked in the ribs in a hallway somewhere-)*

Sisko, appearing out of nowhere: “That’s some good shit, right there.”

3 - *Bashir, narrating to himself, just minding his own business*

Bashir: “I made breakfast… Well, I poured cereal into a bowl and ate it, not really ‘making’ it, really…”

*Bashir, cereal bowl in hand, looks up to find Y/N staring at him from the couch*

Y/N: “… Girl, what is you doing??”

4 - [Season One] [Y/N is a teenager just like Jake and Nog were in that season]

*Jake, and Y/N taking Nog somewhere to teach him how to read*

Nog: “Where exactly are you taking me?”

Jake: “Somewhere secret.”

Nog: “You’re not going to teach me in public are you? That’s kind of embarrassing.”

Jake: "It's a secret place, isn't it? If it was in public, it wouldn't be secret, would it?"

Nog: “…”

Y/N: “Makes sense to me.”

5 - O’Brien: “Y/N, you could just give me the present. I could just give it to Julian for you.”

Y/N: “No, I want to do it myself…”

O’Brien: “At this rate, you’ll never give it to him.”

Y/N: “I’m trying, okay? It’s just… I never have the right opportunity…”

O’Brien: “It’s been so long, I might as well break into your quarters and get it, myself.”

Y/N: “You break into my quarters, I’m going to break your nose.”

O’Brien: “Bro, chill–”

6 - *Y/N picking up Bashir from the Infirmary for lunch*

Bashir: “I’ll be with you in a second, let me just sort this out.”

*Y/N nodded and walked closer to Bashir to see what he was doing*

Bashir: “I’m sorry this is taking so long, I can’t seem to find a specific…”

*Bashir trails off in concentration and Y/N looks at the mess of his database*

Y/N: “Oh, darling, we need to get you a filing system.”

Bashir, close to tears: “I know ;-;”

7 - *Sisko and Dax talking about introducing Y/N to Garak*

Sisko: “Do you think they’ll get along?”

Dax: “I’m not sure. Garak’s quite welcoming and open and all, but he has some rather strange tendencies. And Y/N… He’s Y/N. Lovely man, but… Y’know…”

Sisko: “I see what you mean.”

Dax: “Well, one thing’s for certain.”

Sisko: “What’s that?”

Dax: “Their arguments are going to be absolutely fantastic.”

Sisko, who knows that Cardassian’s flirt by arguing: “You what?--”

8 - *Non-Starfleet Y/N trying to get a job at Quark’s*

Y/N: “Quark, I need a job. I have to pay a debt.”

Quark: “A debt to who?”

Y/N: “An academy on Bajor.”

Quark: “Ah, student loans. Yeah, good luck with that.”

Y/N: “I know you won’t pay me much, but I’m working like three different jobs right now.”

Quark, looking Y/N up and down: “I see that you’re desperate.”

Y/N: “You think?”

Quark, sighing: “I could do with another waiter.”

Y/N: “Don’t trust me with the food, I could poison someone.”

Quark: “… Accidentally or intentionally?”

Y/N, shrugging almost too casually: “Depends on who it’s for.”

Quark, now not knowing how to feel: “… I’m scared if I say ‘no’, I’m going to get shot.”

9 - *Worf, training Y/N for combat in the holosuite*

Y/N: “Can we load in more enemies?”

Worf: “Y/N, we’ve been at this for three hours. You almost passed out 20 minutes ago.”

Y/N: “How am I supposed to get better if I don’t train?”

Worf: “If we do another round with more enemies, you’re probably going to die.”

Y/N: “What’s a little peril?”

Worf, staring at him, confused and concerned: “… You are strange.”

10 - *Keiko’s going on a short trip and has left Molly with her husband and his two friends, Bashir and Y/N*

O’Brien: “Have you got everything?”

Keiko: “Yes, I do. But have you got everything?”

O’Brien, nodding to Bashir and Y/N, who were just standing there like the clueless idiots they were: “With their help, we should be just fine.”

Keiko, looking at them all: “Let’s hope you will be…”

O’Brien: “Go on, or you’ll miss the shuttle.”

Keiko: “Alright, alright. Goodbye, Molly!”

Molly: “Bye-bye :)”

Y/N: “Have fun, Keiko!”

*Keiko walks out of view and Bashir looks around*

Bashir: “So, uh… You want to go the holosuite and play the pirates simulation?”

Y/N: “Julian, we have a babysitting job to do. We can’t just leave Miles here on his own.”

Bashir: “Y/N… That’s his daughter, I think he can take care of her just fine.”

Y/N: “I wasn’t talking about Molly.”

O’Brien: “Oh, you mother fu–”

Molly, from across the room: “Daddy! Watch your language!”

O’Brien: “… She learned that from Keiko.”

*Suddenly, the quarter’s doors opened to reveal Keiko*

Keiko, pointing a finger at O’Brien: “And don’t forget to water the plants while I’m gone! Last time I left, I came back and my ivy was dead.”

*With that, she was gone*

Y/N: “Well… We’ll leave you to it.”

Bashir: “Good luck.”

*They both start walking out*

O’Brien: “Guys, please–” -----

Hope you enjoyed it. I had fun remembering old fics and reading the stuff I used to come up with.

Hopefully, got the characterization right.

Yeah... So, that was that.

See you next time :)

[ectogeo-art]

OMB Garashir oneshot with the premise that Garak should have gotten to be horny with the holograms too. Featuring Gorf (well, sort of). Mind the tags. <3

Summary: During an alternate version of Our Man Bashir, Garak and Julian get separated. Garak has to seduce his way out of Duchamps’ custody.

[stopthatbluecat]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Star Trek: Deep Space Nine Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Relationships: Jake Sisko/Tora Ziyal, Benjamin Sisko & Jake Sisko, Jake Sisko & Kasidy Yates, Jadzia Dax & Jake Sisko, Julian Bashir & Jake Sisko, Nog & Jake Sisko, Worf & Jake Sisko, Kira Nerys & Jake Sisko, Elim Garak & Jake Sisko, Ezri Dax & Jake Sisko Additional Tags: Canon character deaths, Tragedy, Emotional Hurt/Comfort Summary:

It’s one thing to imagine Jake and Ziyal had gotten together. It’s another to consider just what that could mean if her fate didn’t change.

[ds9-polycule-tales]

A little roundup of context and background info to help with any confusion:

So in the "present of this timeline (2375, just after the end of the DS9 series. It's an AU so there are some differences from the series timeline)

The entire polycule includes:

- Elim Garak (Cardassian, he/him)

- Julian Bashir (human, he/they)

- Miles O'Brien (human, he/him)

- Keiko Ishikawa O'Brien (human, she/her)

- Kira Nerys (Bajoran, she/they)

- Jadzia Dax of House Martok (Joined Trill, she/they)

- Worf Rozhenko of House Martok (Klingon, he/him)

The children of the polycule are currently

- Molly O'Brien (she/her, human, bio parents Keiko and Miles)

- Kirayoshi O'Brien (human/Bajoran, undefined but provisionally he/they, bio parents Kira, Miles and Keiko)

- Alexander Rozhenko of House Martok (he/him, Klingon/human, bio parents Worf and K'Ehlyr (deceased).)

(Yup, in this AU, it's just as possible for people to be biologically the child of more than two people as it is to be a hybrid of two species. They have the technology.)

The active partnerships are currently:

- Keiko, Miles and Kira (married)

- Miles and Keiko

- Keiko and Kira

- Miles and Keiko

- Julian and Miles

- Julian and Garak

- Kira and Dax

- Kira and Odo (on hold? Does "Odo" actually exist any more? Is Kira in a relationship with the entire Great Link now? Is the entire Great Link now Kira's *ex*? I'm sure we'll find out 😈)

- Dax and Worf (married)

[unknownfacelessfanfictions]

Santa Claus

Fandom: Star Trek: Deep Space Nine Pairing: Constable Odo x gn!Reader Words: 1.3K Summary: Odo knows a lot of people however he never met a certain "Santa Claus". From what he knows, he might be a criminal

Not my gif !!!!

WINTER WRITING PLAN

Odo wasn't sure how exactly he had ended up in this situation, but at the moment he was sitting at a table in Quarks with the Chief, Doctor Bashir and Commander Worf. Actually, he had only intended to make his usual rounds through the establishment, but the Chief and Bashir had successfully talked him down to join them.

From the look on his face, Worf didn't seem to feel any different.

"So, Commander? How are you going to spend the holidays?"

O'Brien glanced over at the Klingon, who looked even a little grimmer than usual. "I'm going to visit my parents on Earth. So far I had been able to avoid that tradition, however, I'm afraid it didn't work out this time." Bashir and O'Brien grinned at each other before the latter took a sip from his tankard.

"But Worf, Christmas is a time for fellowship, family and love. You must be looking forward to seeing your parents again, right?" Bashir grinned at Worf and Odo could see the man's jaw working.

"I never said I wasn't looking forward to it. I merely think the traditions are ridiculous. Santa Claus, the presents. A fairy tale for children, nothing more."

"Don't say that too loud or Molly will hear you," O'Brien returned, sighing. "She's gone insane lately. That's all she talks about, and she's driving me and Keiko right crazy."

Bashir laughed. "So I guess you're going to stay here?" O'Brien nodded and raised his eyebrow. "And you?"

"Also. I promised Garak I'd teach him some traditions this year. He thinks it's absolutely ridiculous, but it's worth a try."

" How about you, Constable?"  Odo looked up at the question and turned towards the doctor.

"Are you going to celebrate the holidays?"

When Odo did not answer, Bashir suddenly blushed. "Oh, I'm sorry. You probably don't even know what exactly we are talking about, right?"

O'Brien chocked on his drink and started coughing. "Julian!"

"What?! Odo basically 'grew up' on Bajor. They do not celebrate Christmas here!"

Slowly the three men turned to look at Odo, who grew more uncomfortable with every passing second.

"Of course I know what Christams is. I don't live under a rock" he growled before standing up abruptly. "If you gentlemen would excuse me now? I have a job to do!"

~**~

They couldn't really help but twist their lips into a smile when they heard the familiar hiss of doors announcing the arrival of their partner.

They lifted their head from their book just in time to see the doors close behind the changeling.

"Hey," they smiled and reached out to him. "How was your day?"

Odo came over to them and took their hand in his as he settled down, however he seemed lost in thought. "The usual."

Already used to his short answers, they smiled. "Oh, yeah? Well, you were gone longer today for that. Did you have to fill out any reports that were left behind?"

He snorted lightly. "I don't leave anything undone. My work routine is efficient enough to avoid such things." Slightly he rolled his eyes, however they knew he wasn't serious. "When I did my last round in Quark's bar, I was stopped by Doctor Bashir and Chief O'Brien. I tried to talk my way out of it, but it seemed impossible after they convinced Commander Worf.

"Wow," they said, straightening up so they could turn their body to face him.

"Julian and Miles have accomplished what I had always wanted to accomplish with you."

"Talking to me? We do that a lot."

They laughed. "No. Taking you out for a drink at Quark's."

Odo wrinkled his nose, though they could see the corners of his mouth twitch in a desperate attempt not to give in to a smile.

"Perhaps you'll be reassured to hear that I haven't taken a sip myself."

"You hardly ever drink."

"Then you should begin to realise that your great goal will probably never be fulfilled."

A laugh escaped them and Odo felt deep satisfaction in having made his partner laugh. He leaned back as they turned their backs to lean against him.

For some time they sat side by side in silence. As they went back to their book, Odo was perfectly content to rest his chin on their head and close his eyes.

In his mind, however, a question floated around that he did not want to banish.

"Who is Santa?"

They were mid-sentence when he asked his question, however, they stopped abruptly when Odo's question reached their hearing.

"Huh?"

" Santa Claus." They felt Odo shifting back and forth uncomfortably beneath them.

"Chief O'Brien mentioned in our conversation that Molly would not be happy to hear Worf talk about Santa Claus being a ridiculous children's fairy tale."

They sat up straight so they could look him in the face. For a moment they regarded him and with each passing second they realised that it made Odo incredibly uncomfortable not to have that bit of information and their faces softened.

They knew how discomforting it could be for the changeling not to know certain information, especially when it was natural or taken for granted by everyone else.

But the fact that he had confided in them instead of asking the computer warmed their hearts.

"That's what Santa Claus is, technically. A child's fairy tale, a made-up fantasy figure who is the symbol of Christmas."

"But what is his purpose? His function?"

They put the book aside. Probably they wouldn't get very much reading done in the near future.

"I'm not too familiar with the history behind all of it. Its origins are in Europe, with a man, a saint called Nicholas. St Nicholas, parents told their children, judges children's behaviour over the year and depending on how well they have behaved, on one day , usually the sixth of December, he brings them rewards such as small gifts, sweets or fruit, or a rod with which to punish the 'bad' children."

Odo's eyes widened. "He hurts children?"

"No! No he doesn't," they laughed. "That's what they used to tell the children, and in the very early days the children might have really been beaten, but definitely not today. Today the kids mostly just get little presents and stuff, at least in the regions where they still celebrate." Odo nodded slowly, understanding.

"And Santa Claus..."

"Is the American and, unfortunately, more famous version of him, even outside of America. He's usually depicted as an old man with white hair and a white beard wearing a red coat, red trousers and a red pointed hat, flying around the world in his flying sleigh pulled by reindeer.

Depending on the region, parents tell their children that Santa Claus comes to the house on Christmas Eve or during the night and brings the children presents, which they are allowed to open either on Christmas Eve, the twenty-fourth of December, or the morning after. As a thank you they leave him a glass of milk and biscuits, at least in America.

In England, I think they leave a glass of sherry outside. He then eats and drinks these things in the house. The gifts are probably the reason he is so popular. Although they still say that he judges their behaviour, it is hardly relevant to the number of gifts.

If you walk around anywhere on Earth at Christmas time, you can see him virtually everywhere."

They looked over at Odo, who looked plainly horrified.

"So, just to be clear," he began, looking at them from wide-open eyes. "Parents tell their kids they're being judged and stalked all year by an old man who breaks into their house at the end of the year and leaves stuff there that no one knows what's in it, which is a big security issue by the way. Much more, the children have to make sacrifices to him, in the form of alcohol and the parents make them believe that he drinks this glass of alcohol in every house and then manoeuvres a flying sleigh?"

They frowned. "I never thought about it that way, but you could put it that way, yes."

Odo only looked more disturbed than before and rose to leave with slow steps. A laugh escaped them, so loud that they almost missed him shaking his head and saying "humans".

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@bigblissandlove1 @akamitrani

[darfeld]

Star Trek Wars

Trying to escape some remnant of the Empire, Luke jump to hyperspace a bit too close from a Black Hole. When he emerge into regular space, his hyperdrive is fried and his computer can't say were he is in the galaxy. In fact, it seems he actually jumped galaxy. With no frame of reference he doesn't know he also traveled through time.

Fortunately, a huge spacecraft soon arrives. Communication between ship take some time to establish, but with the help of R2 (and presumably from the people on the ship working on the problem too), they are able to establish audio contact. The troubles aren't over, however, since they don't speak the same language or any language known to Luke, who regret the absence of 3PO. Finally, the huge space craft decide too invite Luke to fly his X-Wing into the shuttle bay, through means of elaborate shuttle dance. Luke, having little options at the moment and sensing no ill intention from the people of the big ship, accept. With the help of a woman which Luke later learned she was counselor Deanna Troi, Luke's language is analyse by the computer of the space craft named Enterprise. R2's "binary" language is also deciphered and know Luke can hear him speak in basic, which is weird. He suspected his robotic friend had a flourished language but he did know half of it as it turns out. R2 is equally weirded out to hear Luke speak in binary. Picard allow Luke to stay on board as emissary of another culture, and promise to help him get back to his galaxy if the occasion arise. It might take a while. Luke allow the engineer of the Enterprise to have a look at his X-Wing. Geordi is baffled as it is not like anything he has seen before. Even stranger than Borg tech. Luke learn about the federation of planet and is amazed by the post-scarcity society in place on earth. Also by the replicator. He spend a not insignifiant among of time trying to make it replicate blue milk. Data and R2 have long conversations about their experiences as robotic sentient being. Along the way, the Enterprise stubble upon a new civilisation with some fucked up shit going on. Luke want to do something about it. Picard explain to him the prime directive.

Luke is like "You know what, I'm not Starfleet."

Picard is like: "I can't let you go down there wreck havoc, I would violate the prime directive by proxy."

Luke is like: "Yeah well, try and stop me then."

Obviously Luke gets down there, solves the problem of the day. Picard is pissed off. Say if Luke is going to be like this he can't let him stay on the Enterprise. He still commit to help Luke go back to his galaxy if he find something useful while exploring the galaxy. Luke says well if that's how it is, you can leave me to the nearest outpost, because I can't let injustice happen doing nothing, so it will happen again. Luke and R2 are left at the space station DS9. He make friends with Jadzia, Worf (Worf immediately respect him as a warrior), Quarks (he missed having a scumbag in his life), Garak, even Benjamin once they get to know each other a bit better. He has an interesting relationship with Kira. They talk about religion, fighting an empire, being in the resistance, etc... They flirt a bit but nothing come out of it. Partly because Luke learn about the Maquis at some point and decide to go check on them.

In the Maquis he meet Chakotay and join his crew, just before they are sent at in the delta quadrant. It baffle him to learn the voyage home is suppose to be 70 years long. Sadly he doesn't know enough about hyperdrives to help with that. He has a lot of heated discutions about the prime directives with Janeway, and he end up in the bring a few times for disobeying orders, though nothing serious enough Janeway would actually leaves him behind. He plays with the limits often enough though. All in all, even Janeway get a quite nicer experience than normal out of the arrangement, and the Voyager even arrives home in half the time. At home, with the data from Voyager and the reverse engineering done on the X-Wing's hyperdrive by Geordi, a solution is found to send Luke in his galaxy far far away. Luke thanks everyone for the help and the experience, and come back to the new republic with a lot of interesting idea for a new form of government and society, and a stolen replicator.