



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

“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”
remember that time garak died in bashir’s arms? that was really something
DS9 character: [exists]
Their entire species:
Having a good time in the middle of a war 🥂
(Inspired by this)
chakotay: i dated a cardassian spy 😠
bashir: i dated a cardassian spy 😍
Commission for @apolesen
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.
We all love Garak’s Jazz Hands but I think tumblr’s sleeping on all that’s going on here.
*gay gestures*