there are so many of these in my sketchbook, let’s see what we have
Garak being genre savy Garak and Bashir indulging my increasingly common habit of singing the adventure time theme song Bashir apparently climbing on a wonky looking Garak Bashir with random Cardassian orphan girl, twice
some of the “Awkward Adventures of Julian Bashir, Cardassia Edition’ in which I imagine a string of obnoxious and hilarious things that could happen to poor Bashir should he end up on Cardassia with Garak. Hilarity ensues. This is something I’d like to do as an illustrated story thing. I get ideas down by making bullet lists and doodles. It’s actually gotten ridiculously complicated.
two bloody!Garak images, for reasons
Garak and Bashir in a call center, because until last month, I worked in one and I dreamed about being there constantly, so when I had a dream about these two, they ended up there too. Garak advising a caller about lavender/burgundy being a bad idea for her curtains walls and bedspread as a combo was a conversation I tried to have with a woman from New York. She did not take my advice.
Garak and Bashir, from Deep Space Nine~ Not that you can tell in a huge chunk of these because I kept misplacing my reference images, doo dee doo.
Because they’re kind of hard to read, here’s what the hand-written notes say, from top to bottom.
Top right image (in color). Julian: “Deep Space Nine, come on grab your friends.” Garak: “wow what”
Top left (genre-savvy Garak). Garak says: “So you’re in Engineering and you’re going on an away mission. Wouldn’t you like something flame-retardant?” The caption says: “In which Garak knows what show he’s on.”
Second from top left (Julian climbing on Garak). Garak says: “Fuck you and your face.”
Third from top left. Week 1: Julian, pointing at a Cardassian man who’s grabbing his shoulder, says to Garak: “Apparently I’m human and that’s inconvenient.” Week 2: Julian, his hands held behind his back by another Cardassian man, says to Garak: “I mentioned you and got called a spy.”
Fourth from top right. Julian, gesticulating angrily, says to Garak, who’s sitting at a computer: “It’s like I need a collar! Or a letter! ‘Please excuse Doctor Bashir from xenophobia today, he’s married to me. Love, Minister Garak.’” Garak says: “Charming as that is, I’m sure a higher security clearance will do.”
Fourth from top left (first bloody Garak). Caption: “He’s going to eat your face, Julian.”
Second from bottom left (second bloody Garak). Caption: “Garak and Bashir star in ‘That Had Better be 600-Year-Old Strawberry Gelatin.’” Then: “I should stop making comments like this.”
Bottom image (in a call center). Garak says: “Ma’am, I’m afraid lavender curtains are not going to work with burgundy walls.”
[Written for the drabble challenge prompt “Lost and Found.” Also on AO3.]
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How can you regain something you never lost?
Julian must repress the urge to throw his arms around Garak and sob, “I thought I’d lost you.” He wouldn’t know what he was talking about; he can’t know. If he does, he shouldn’t.
Just returning from another away mission; business as usual. Forget the hiss of disruptor fire, the smell of charred cloth and scales. Forget the final quip, the spark of life leaving pale blue eyes.
“Doctor, to what do I owe the pleasure?”
“Nothing in particular. Are we on for lunch tomorrow?”
hiiiii here’s another new 5x7 inch collage that I just listed in my shop! 90% of what I’ve posted lately has had garak in it but that’s what y'all tend to snatch up as soon as it’s listed, haha.
it’s super glittery (even more in person!) and has been sealed with thick gloss varnish. the panel it’s on is made of wood that’s been sanded, painted black, and varnished. it has a depth of ¾ of an inch so you don’t need to attach anything to the back or get it framed in order to hang it up!
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