My father used to say that the road to hell is paved with good intentions. I laid the first stone right there. I’d committed myself. I’d pay any price, go to any lengths, because my cause was righteous. My intentions were good. In the beginning, that seemed like enough.

Star Trek: Deep Space Nine - In The Pale Moonlight

orrion:

“assuming youre not a spy…”
“assuming…”
“…then maybe you’re an outcast”
“or maybe im an outcast spy”
“how could you be both?”
“i never said I was either”

funkyvampyre:

remember that time garak died in bashir’s arms? that was really something

ansonmount:

STAR TREK: DEEP SPACE NINE
Our Man Bashir | 4x10

royaltyfreehorsesound:

DS9 character: [exists]

Their entire species:

ansonmount:

#garak is a filthy liar

STAR TREK: DEEP SPACE NINE
Improbable Cause | 3x20

funkyvampyre:

Having a good time in the middle of a war 🥂

(Inspired by this)

mylittleredgirl:

chakotay: i dated a cardassian spy 😠

bashir: i dated a cardassian spy 😍

katrinahood:

petimetrek:

Commission for @apolesen

My Commissions  | My ko-fi

Sometimes a family is a shapeshifting pile of goo, a Japanese botanist, an Irish engineer, two biracial kids, a Bajoran resistance fighter, a genetically augmented doctor, and his space lizard husband.

thisandthisandthis:

spockvarietyhour:

We all love Garak’s Jazz Hands but I think tumblr’s sleeping on all that’s going on here.

*gay gestures*