ladyyatexel:
Deep Space Nine/Lisa Frank
Because it’s the 90’s dammit.
dziwaczka:
feltelures’s commission for the tumblrcon art auction! she wanted them in wwii-era costumes, with julian wearing the pilot uniform he and and o’brien wore in “Homefront.” garak’s fussing over julian’s appearance, as he does (just because julian’s about to jump into the cockpit, it’s no reason that he shouldn’t look his best)
and here’s an extra garak scribble cause i think the uniform suits him well but you don’t even see the front in the picture i drew:
muiromem:
ladyyatexel:
Livestream resulted in this!
Leave me to fiddle, and I make sparkles.
Thanks to all who came, you are lovely~~
maybe he’s born with it, maybe it’s genetic engineering
loreal deep space nine
What no one understands is that the sparkly drink was the real star of this livestream
You spoil us with your beautiful art Lady. Spoil us!
ladyyatexel:
Deep Dish Nine!Julian and Garak doodle made in my recurring Livestream adventures with Tinsnip!
morbidyetdelightful:
haruslex:
Star Trek: Deep Space Nine (IDW) - Fools Gold #4
Garak goes shopping for engagement rings.
‘I believe rings
are the customary jewellery in Terran culture for this occasion.’
Clumsy because of his own heavy Cardassian build, Garak shoved Dax out of the way of a streak of energy, and couldn’t clear it himself. One bolt glanced across his arm. The next taking a blow full in the chest, Garak slammed into the bulkhead beside Dax and skidded to the deck.
“Garak!” Bashir howled.
He crossed Sisko’s path toward the fallen Cardassian, right into the path of cross fire, toward Garak.
Under cover of fire from Sisko and Dax, he stooped at Garak’s side.
“It looks like we won’t be having lunch after all, Doctor,” the Cardassian gurgled pitifully. He got all the words out. That was his last bit of luck before he died.
Sisko caught Bashir bodily and dragged him back. “It’s too late, Doctor!” As he pulled Bashir away, Dax provided more cover. Under the whine of constant weapons fire they shuffled toward the airlock.
“Come on!” Against his arm and side Sisko felt Bashir pull back toward Garak. The doctor didn’t want to give up. What if Garak still had a shiver of life in him? What could it be like to leave him there like that?
Sisko knew. Knew and hated it.
The Search - Novelization (by Diane Carey)
