uberboned:

Two essays to do and three poems and a saint’s life to translate? The obvious answer is to procrastinate by rereading Hollow Men, and then drawing a shitty comic version of this absolutely brilliant little exchange.

Julian, dear, for all your inhuman intelligence, you really don’t know how to take a hint, do you? Jadzia knows what’s up, though.

lemonsweetie:

“I’m sure we’ll see each other again.”

“I’d like to think so. But who can say?… We live in uncertain times.”

jamiekinosian:

I am very strongly considering watercoloring these…

anunfinishedman:

15. In a different clothing style

COMIC AH

I really adore the Deep Dish Nine AU and knew I had to do something from it eventually! This is entirely based off of a scene in chapter seven of ladyyatexel’s original DD9 fic. AND NOW SHE JUST PUT UP ANOTHER CHAPTER EXCUSE ME I HAVE TO GO READ IT NOW.

AU’S!!

quillusquillus:

Watching through Deep Space Nine properly for the first time now I can totally see where the Bashir/Garak shippers are getting it from, aha, ahaha, wow.

I mean I don’t think that’s what the writers were going for, but when you write tension and wordplay between two inherently flirtatious characters and then set that over tables with flowers on them and sudden surprise visits to quarters in the middle of the night I mean wow.

shirebourn:

yeah garak, slow your roll, give the man some space

maryklimova:

no hints..nope…100%

*slasher mod on*

anunfinishedman:

schmoopy doodle

ladyyatexel:

still have to do a bunch of animation work on them, but look at these assholes, they’re so cute~

jamiekinosian:

Garak y’little shit

The last episode I watched that had these two was S4E9 Our Man Bashir, basically James Bond Julian. I like how Garak’s reaction to him shooting him in the neck was “yes good”