[twentytales]

For the prompt fingerpainting together, submitted by anon.

Kardasi awaits below! If you don’t speak it quite as fluently as Julian and Garak do, hover over the text for a translation.

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He held as still as he could as Garak’s cool fingers daubed the pigment on to his skin, posture perfect, head tilted. There was a very clear way to do this. And by God, he was going to get it right.

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• Song: [doesn't fit my otp]
• Me: that's weird
• Me: [creates obscure AU]
• Song: [fits otp in AU]
• Me: much better

[ladyyatexel]

Awkward Cardassia Sketch Adventures just sort of happened.   This one is actually one whole event instead of random unrelated doodle-splosions.

Translation of handwriting available upon request. I didn’t feel like fussing with the text tool.

Garak and Bashir of some Deep Space Nine, hanging out at some Cardassian professor’s retirement party.

 

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[allergictoparadox]

“I’ve never been so turned on in my life!”

[kissmydax]

note to self: do not read any type of star trek fic in school, especially bashir/garak

[tinsnip]

yup yup, also true of choir practice

[tinsnip]

BARCLAY: Being afraid, all the time… of forgetting somebody’s name. Not knowing what to do with your hands. I mean, I am the guy who writes down things to remember to say when there’s a party. And then when he gets there, he winds up alone in the corner trying to look comfortable examining a potted plant. 

GEORDI: You’re just SHY, Barclay. 

BARCLAY: “Just shy”… Sounds like nothing serious, doesn’t it. You can’t know.