Dancing in a Dance Club - tinsnip - Star Trek: Deep Space Nine [Archive of Our Own]

tinsnip:

Summary:

Julian Bashir needs to unwind, and the best way he knows how is to go dancing. Elim Garak gets dragged along. Frothy, my goodness!

Doneski! Enjoy! Very frothy, and very sweet - just like the Federation…and it’s insidious… just like the Federation… and if you drink enough of it, you get to like it… just like the Federation!

Lady Yate-xel, I hope you enjoy this half as much as I enjoyed writing it. These two, I just don’t know~

ladyyatexel:

i made more of this?  

aaa

more Deep Dish Nine Julian and Garak because

ladyyatexel:

Because Tinsnip needs a decent version of this for her phone, and because I don’t tease. >:[  

she says, posting pictures of an almost-kiss

ladyyatexel:

Random Deep Dish Nine Julian-crashes-on-Garak’s-couch overnight doodle for Tinsnip, who is one of the finest enablers I’ve ever met.

indigobluerose:

It was supposed to be a waltz, but it uh, kind of turned into a tango.  Oops.  Then again, I guess that isn’t really entirely surprising.

severny-sneg:

Look at the face of Julian)

blinkpink:

Star Trek : Deep Space Nine
Garak x Bashir

“It’s called a waltz.”

ladyyatexel:

I made a bunch of Deep Dish Nine doodles and notes on the plane both directions~  

These aren’t the most beautiful things ever, but I think I can sense it solidifying a little.

“I can’t believe that I actually enjoyed eating mediocre food and staring into at your smug, sanctimonious face. I hate this place, and I hate you.”