



Julian on Garak’s Lap - NSFW

once your patients reach a certain level of whiny and attention-seeking there is only one appropriate, morally & ethically sound, starfleet medical-sanctioned way to shut them up.
this is not it, but hey. it works.
I imagine Julian would be a bit annoyed upon figuring out that the cat likes Garak a bit more.

I’ve lost control of this gay Trek life.
And I had fun doing something totally different for coloring. Things I’m happy with, other things I don’t want to look at. (like, what are elbows? What are hands? Actually I like Garak’s hand. Like, are their other arms just hanging limply at their sides to be blocked from view? Why do I not spend more time thinking about composition?)
And those pants were hideous.
(True story: This picture exists because I’d sketched in the tank top and then decided I wanted to draw some peen. Just hanging out not being actively used for anything. Just soft, relatively inoffensive male genitalia being all casual. There are… two pinks, one blue, a yellow, two greens and a neutral grey incorporated in Garak’s skin and yet at a distance it was so entirely canvas-grey that I had to slap some color down around him because most of the colors I pulled for him were both pale and super desaturated)

So I started to watch Deep Space 9, and I’ve seen all of about 3 episodes so far but I’ve come to the conclusion Bashir’s default emotion is ‘excited over everything’. I hope this conclusion remains true as I continue the series.
I thought about a common mission for G/B. What if they were sent to a planet, where people wore such weird garments?
*and yea, Bashir spoke too much*

C’moooon Garak!” The human whined at him, ” Just try it. Please.”
“I will not!" The cardassian man didn’t even look away from his PADD as he replied.
"Delavian chocolates are one thing- I just think you should try different types of Earth chocolates-”
“No, my dear, I am well aware of these ‘box chocolates’ you have. There’s even an ancient Earth phrase comparing them to life and how it’s all about uncertainty on what kind you get. Really to me it sounds like a ferengi-like gamble on whether or not you get a good one or bad, and I am really not curious enough to find out how much in favor it is of the bad.”
"But that’s what makes it fun!”
“I’m sorry my dear doctor, but I’ll have to disagree.”
“Garak.” He whined again. Julian wrapped on arm around the man where he sat, shaking the half empty box in front of him. Garak finally put his PADD down as Julian picked up one chocolate at random and held it in front of him. “Please.” Despite his usual control, Garak couldn’t help but feel a small smile tugging at the corners of his mouth.
“I’ll have you know, I’m holding you entirely responsible should this be as horrible as I fear.” Julian gave a short nod and smile in response.
“Of course.”
I asked lemonsweetie what I should draw and she suggested ” Julian showing Garak different kinds of human chocolates” and this is what happened ❤