I Feel Like Some People Need To Relearn Genre Expectations... "Man, This Tragedy Sucks!!! Why Didn't

my irls have got me watching a lot of star trek lower decks recently. this is my takeaway

"average star trek fan posts about lizard sex all year" factoid actualy just statistical error. average star trek fan posts about lizard sex once a year. ds9 fans, who live in caves & posts over 10,000 each day, is an outlier adn should not have been counted

shoutout to @daftmooncretin for the inspo

Today is June 7, and today's leap is:

Miss Deep South (S3, E6) June 7, 1958

I don't know if I'm just lucky or perhaps Star Trek has just the nicest fans ever but this commission was - again - such a lovely experience! This time @hobbithabits was the client and wanted an age swapped version of Bashirs and Garaks first meeting based on this fic: https://archiveofourown.org/works/54883567 (Past Prologue (Introductions and Intrigue)) Older Bashir was no problem, I've already drawn him and we got lots of beautiful pics of Sid. But younger Garak was a fun challenge. And I couldn't resist giving him Andys fluffy choir boy hair >:D. Commissions still open <3

My issue with writing Julian POV is that I don’t think Julian is actually self-aware enough to realise how mind-blowingly attracted to Garak he actually is, no.

I think he would be in denial about it conciously, because Garak is a dangerous Cardassian who may or may not be a spy. Julian would filter his attraction through whatever justifications he can for why he’s not ~really~ attracted to him. (While blushing and being flustered by Garak’s overt attraction and flirting back like his life depends on it for reasons he will conveniently brush over in his head.)

But you see, I cannot conceive that anyone could ever, ever look at Garak and not immediately be overcome with lust that makes them dizzy. I can’t imagine having someone who looks like that approach so blatantly flirty and not just immediately following them back to their store to do whatever the fuck they tell you for as long as they want.

So it’s very hard for me to write Julian not being immediately on his knees for Garak because it baffles me that he didn’t just throw himself at Garak over the table in that replimat to begin with.

Maybe it’s my bizarre taste in men talking but how did this scene not end with Julian following him back to his store and being like “Yes, sir, what do you want to do with me, sir”.

Based on Cardassian views on the medical profession (female dominated) and arguing (whore behavior), I think Dukat should have been scandalized to have an alien twink doctor get snippy with him in order to get a blood screening from him.

"And I find you offensive." Okay, here's my arm, man. Whatever you say, beautiful. But I have a wife.

He is a tailor, plain and simple

can this be considered an attempt at seduction? a successful attempt?

на столе стоит бутылка

а в бутылке лилия

что ты смотришь на меня

рожа крокодилия

jumping off again about garak and moral convictions - two of the best examples of garaks... questionable morality in the show are broken link and in the pale moonlight. we really see in those episodes the kind of fucked up things he's both willing and capable of doing. what's interesting though is that broken link was a reflexive, panic response that came from him alone. like he hears the voice of the link say that the founders plan to essentially kill all cardassians, then he rushes as soon as he can to the weapons systems, fucks up bypassing the security system, and when he's caught, instead of backing off, he tries to attack worf of all people, like he'd have any hope of winning that fight. on his own, he came up with bad plan and got caught almost immediately.

compare that to itpm where he's working under siskos directives and you can see where he really shines. he anticipates siskos needs, going above and beyond. he prepares for contingencies and gives sisko as much plausible deniability as he can. he murders cleanly and efficiently. when he has sisko holding his leash he's an incredibly effective asset.

Peter Morwood

I am so sorry to have to tell you all about this. None of you, I suspect, will ever have any idea how sorry.

I am in utter shock and terrible pain to have to inform everyone that our friend, my dear husband and creative partner of nearly forty years, Peter Morwood, passed away suddenly early this morning after a brief illness that as late as yesterday (when his doctor saw him) had seemed to be on the mend.

I'm not in any position to say much more about this situation now, as you'll understand my current mental state is not up to the task. (I keep expecting to wake up from a bad dream, but it shows no sign of breaking.) I will let people know more about this in coming days.

There will be a postmortem shortly to determine the exact cause of his death. I'll share what details of this are appropriate as they become clear.

Meanwhile in the short term I'm very much going to need assistance with the expenses that in the days that follow will inevitably surround what's happened. For those people who want to assist, please feel free to use the Ko-Fi account here, and simply tag the associated messages, etc, "P expenses". ETA: Please choose the Stripe payment option at Ko-Fi rather than PayPal, as PP seems to be having some kind of obscure difficulties at the moment. I have disconnected PayPal until this is resolved.

My love will wait for me, I know, however long it takes. He's never minded waiting. (the saddest smile) My job now is to make sure he's not forgotten while I go on.

Meanwhile, can I just say to all of of you: I thank you all ahead of time for all the support and fondness for Peter that I know so many of you will express. He'd blush over it, I know. (He always did.) Please forgive me for being unable to do much in the way of answering messages, just now, in the wake of having to get to grips with this sudden and awful change in my world.

But also let me say, so urgently: Hug your loved ones now, while you can. Eventually a day will come when, expected or not, your opportunities end.

Thanks, friends.

--DD