I invented this new thing where I sing “Audrey runs around the table” while Audrey runs around the table, and now it’s all she wants to do.
I AM ON BOARD FOR THIS
According to the upload date, this has been around for the last 9 years but I only stumbled across it today. I figured it may be new to others in the DS9 fandom as well. It’s a very fitting use of the BSG intro given that Ron Moore’s experience with DS9 led him to explore the themes he did with BSG.
Star Trek: DS9 Notes - S5, Vol. 1
I made an ep-map of this season, and I think I’m gonna keep doing five-packs of reacts? I hummed and hawed about it for a minute because this makes for some loonng posts, but then I compared and they’re about the same length as a single recap (ahaha, wow) so HERE WE GO BUDDIES!!
5x01 ‘Apocalypse Rising’
- what title generator did you get this from
- new season new hair: Nerys’ is darker
- Kira: “Tough assignment. Who are they sending?”
Captain Sisko: “ME.”
BAMF
- is this a drunk downbeat philosophizing Odo, because oh my god I could be way down
- he’s drinking alone and not finding things he used to enjoy fulfilling — Classic Depresh :/
- “There is another option: we could kill him.” oh Worf, master of the monotone matter-of-fact about TOTALLY METAL SHIT
…Golden Snitches?
- “I hate prototypes.” pfffft, Miles
- me: who do we know with a Klingon Bird of Prey?
me: oh f— Dukat.
- ohh, you know Nerys has been having The Most Fun blasély telling people she’s carrying Chief O’Brien’s baby. oR KEIKO’S.
- everything is working toward a Klingon Getup reveal here, let’s do it
I hate this
no offense but does anyone know good deep space nine blogs i can follow bc i would love to see more ds9 on my dash TBH THO any star trek blog i will follow them i just want more on my dash
Robert Hewitt Wolfe, RuneQuest fan and one of the producers of Star Trek Deep Space Nine and Star Trek: The Next Generation, entertainingly slipped in various tweaked Gloranthan references to episodes. The most notable of these is the Klingon who proposes a toast to “Rurik the Damned, conqueror of the Zora Fel, liberator of Vrax” (DS9 S5 Ep1)…
How did I miss this?! (via unpossiblelabs)
Okay, but Garak and Jadzia eating lunch together just so they can gossip about everyone else on the station.
[ John Donne, by Isaac Oliver. ]
Fic Rec
All Joys Are Due to Thee
by sssibilance
And here is the final in the triplet of stories, where Garak and Bashir have moved on from the shack into an apartment, Garak is an elected official, and they go to a fancy garden party. There, Bashir is put in the position of being Human arm-candy and also having to explain/defend Human cultural references. But fortunately he is well read! And so is the author of this piece, an English professor who goes to town with John Donne and the sort of literary criticism/discussion fic I like. But it’s not all dry cocktail part stuff. Oh, no. It goes on to other things. See my tags! A+.
Excerpt
With a satisfied little tilt of the mouth, Sitess settled back more comfortably in his seat and used his PADD to gesture toward a surprised Bashir. “You see, Doctor. This Donne’s lover has conquered a land by romancing his lady.” He scanned down the text, picking out words as he passed the. “‘Kingdom,’ ’ labour,’ 'empirie,’ 'mine,’ 'bonds,’ 'seal,’ 'licence.’ Donne strips this land in the form of his lover, describes its natural resources, maps it, conquer, and then lastly affirms that it is the better for it.” Here he lifted his PADD again and read the last couplet.
“To teach thee, I am naked first; why then
What needst thou have more covering than a man.”
Madam Hress snorted with the art of a woman who has sat through many person’s woeful attempts at wooing. “It seems to me, this is yet another man who wishes to couch his prUt’s questing in beautiful verse.”
This amused Garak greatly, who laughed clear and full-bodied with Izbet and Lady Martik, their chuckles echoing off the back of the garden’s high retaining wall. Bashir giggled at their reaction, embarrassed by the high sound of his own laughs.
“Oh, my.” Garak let out one last chortle. “Madam Hress, you are keen student of man.” Bashir caught Izbet’s eye at this and both couldn’t help sharing a snort together. “Is not all poetry about rutting, or impressing one enough to earn that pleasure?”
Sitess seemed to not like the way this conversation was going, and was about to voice that, but Bashir thought it would be better and more amusing to cut him off. “My dear, perhaps I ought to have written you poetry.” He waved his pinkie at Garak in admonishment, while the group snickered. “Seven years!” Bashir addressed the little group. “Seven years of lunches and debating. I can tell Donne about labours!”
“Did you not once send me this very poem to read?” Garak asked, easily picking up on Bashir’s little diverting spectacle.
Bashir looked round the table with self-deprecating disappointment. “Well, I’m sad to say, friends, it did little good.” Their little play had the intended effect: the table, save Sitess, was chuckling or laughing outright. Sadly, Sitess was not not be deterred.
Metadata
Title: All Joys Are Due to Thee
Author: ssibilance
Year Posted: 2014
Approx. Word Count: 13,000
Chapters: 1
GB - Slash or Platonic: Slash
My Rating (1-5): 5
Keywords: Post-Canon Cardassia, Literary Discussion, Poetry, Xenophobia, Established Relationship, Explicit, Smut
Dark ds9 tumblr; please show me that pencil drawing where the senior staff is playing tongo (or poker?) and jadzia is making it rain, quark is crying (or their roles are reversed, I forget), somebody is in jail, and everyone else is in various stages of grief.
It’s my fucking fave and it makes me die laughing every time.
I’ve been watching ds9 and here are some Bashirs from season 1 and the very beginning of season 2. Cutest doctor to ever grace space with his presence, I love him. Sorry for the shitty quality, I can’t take screenshots of netflix on my computer so I took pics with my phone instead.
deepintheshadyglen