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Title: TMI.
Fandom: Star Trek DS9
Pairings: Garak/Bashir.
Rating: PG just barely for some suggestiveness.
Warnings: None.
Beta: None.
Feedback: Yes please.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything. Some geezers in the movie and television industries do. Damn them.
Summary: Drabble (100 words). Poor Miles really does not want to know certain things.

As he was leaving, Miles turned in the doorway. “Julian, do me a favor.”

“Yes?”

“Never ask me to fix your replicator again. Get one of the junior engineers, or have Jadzia do it for all I care. Just... don't call me about it ever again, all right?”

“Uh... sure.”

“It's just... there are limits to what I want to know about my friends' late night replicating history. Understand?” He smiled tightly, and then stomped down the corridor before Julian could come up with a reply of more than: “huh?”

Then he connected the dots. “Garak!”

End.

Current Mood: blank
Crossposts: http://lady-drace.livejournal.com/585554.html

Title: Plus One.
Fandom: Star Trek DS9
Pairings: Garak/Bashir.
Rating: G
Warnings: None.
Beta: None.
Feedback: Yes please.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything. Some geezers in the movie and television industries do. Damn them.
Summary: Drabble (100 words). Diplomatic dinners are a lot less fun when you're not there to kill someone...

“Do I really have to join you?”

“The invitation said plus one, and no matter how we look at it, you're now my significant other,” Julian said calmly, ignoring Garak's pouting.

“I wouldn't mind if you invited someone else. Truly I wouldn't.”

“You're going, and that's final.” Julian fiddled with his tie until Garak stepped closer to adjust it for him.

“You know they're all going to give us those dirty looks. Again.”

“Don't worry, Elim. I'll protect you from the scary diplomats,” Julian smirked.

Garak glared. “Cute.”

“I thought it was.”

End.

Current Mood: accomplished
Current Location: Home
Current Music: Anchor - Mindy Gledhill
Crossposts: http://lady-drace.livejournal.com/582885.html

My domestic groove is back! Yay!

Title: Techno Impaired.
Fandom: Star Trek DS9
Pairings: Garak/Bashir.
Rating: G
Warnings: None.
Beta: None.
Feedback: Yes please.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything. Some geezers in the movie and television industries do. Damn them.
Summary: Drabble (100 words). Sometimes Julian and technology doesn't get along.

“What is wrong with this thing?” Julian grumbled, punching the buttons on the replicator with more force than strictly necessary.

“Did you clear the buffer?” Garak asked mildly without looking up from his novel.

“Yes, I cleared the damn buffer. It just. Won't. Work. Right.”

Garak sighed and got up from the couch. He reached past Julian, pushed three buttons, and with an accommodating bleep the dirty dishes disappeared from the compartment like they should.

“I hate you,” Julian muttered, his arms crossed over his chest.

“I know,” Garak replied smugly and sat back down.

End.

Current Mood: accomplished
Current Music: Anchor - Mindy Gledhill
Crossposts: http://lady-drace.livejournal.com/582579.html

Title: Stay Still.
Series: Star Trek: Deep Space Nine
Pairings: Garak/Bashir.
Rating: R
Warnings: Some unspecified naughtyness.
Beta: Not for this one.
Feedback: Yes please.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything. Some geezers in the movie and television industries do. Damn them.
Summary: Drabble (100 words). Julian is just a damn bundle of pent up energy, isn't he?

Garak huffed out a quiet oompf when Julian crawled onto his chest, just as he was dozing off. “You just cannot stay still, can you?” Garak murmured, cracking open a bleary, blue eye.

Julian grinned, his face hovering over Garak's. “How could I, when there is so much to tempt me?”

“You could always try just relaxing and savoring the moment,” Garak argued.

Julian squirmed lower and chuckled at Garak's intake of breath. “Not a chance. Not when I can do this instead. Would you rather I stopped?”

Garak grumbled in defeat before replying smoothly: “Not at all. Do continue.”

End.

Current Mood: artistic

Title: Sexy Beast.
Series: Star Trek: Deep Space Nine
Pairings: Garak/Bashir.
Rating: R
Warnings: None.
Beta: Not for this one.
Feedback: Yes please.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything. Some geezers in the movie and television industries do. Damn them.
Summary: Drabble (100 words) about Julian comparing... bits.

”Did you know that Humans are the odd one out?” Julian pondered.

”In what sense?” Garak asked.

”We are the only species in the known galaxy with reproductive organs so exposed. Even our mammal cousins on Earth usually protect themselves better.”

Garak squirmed on the bed. ”No, I didn't know that, Doctor. Now will you please stop staring? It's disconcerting!”

”You should be flattered!” Julian replied, grinning.

”Because you find me worthy of study while I'm naked and vulnerable?”

”No. Because you're a sexy beast.”

Garak smirked, mollified. ”Can't argue with that.”

End.

Current Mood: contemplative
Current Location: Home
Current Music: I Saved the World Today - Eurythmics

Title: Tuckered Out.
Series: Star Trek: Deep Space Nine
Pairings: Garak/Bashir.
Rating: PG.
Beta: Nope.
Feedback: Yes please.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything. Some geezers in the movie and television industries do. Damn them.
Summary: Drabble (100 words). War is a draining business.

“Would it be mis-use of my doctor's privileges to order an emergency transport of my dinner from the replicator to the sofa?” Bashir mused.

Garak snorted, sprawled next to him. “Why stop there? Why not beam it directly into your stomach? Save yourself a lot of trouble.”

Bashir frowned. “I would like to taste it.”

“Aah, but that would require chewing. And honestly, who has the energy for that?”

“Good point,” Bashir sighed. “Maybe we should consider cutting down on our workload?”

Garak patted Bashir's thigh weakly. “It's wartime, my dear. No such option.”

“True. I'm still hungry, though.”

Current Mood: drained
Current Location: At Karazhan.

Title: Endearments.
Series: Star Trek: Deep Space Nine
Pairings: Garak/Bashir.
Rating: PG-13 for the mention of... something.
Beta: Nope.
Feedback: Yes please.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything. Some geezers in the movie and television industries do. Damn them.
Summary: Drabble (100 words). Garak's need to be mysterious comes back to kick him in the...

“The next time you get the bright idea to use endearments in an alien language, please think before blurting it out- loudly- in public!”

Garak was ranting, before the door closed behind them.

“What was wrong with it? You said it was sweet.”

Garak turned a shade of purple very similar to the one he had just sported before he stormed out of the Replimat.

“Yes! In bed! Privately!”

Julian was getting annoyed at Garak's tone.

“Fine, then tell me what it means!”

Glaring, Garak explained:

“Very roughly translated... it means: smooth buttocks.”

Julian couldn't stop laughing for an hour.

Current Mood: uncomfortable

Title: Chilled.
Series: Star Trek: Deep Space Nine
Pairings: Garak/Bashir.
Rating: PG
Beta: Nope.
Feedback: Yes please.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything. Some geezers in the movie and television industries do. Damn them.
Summary: Drabble (100 words). The charmed life on a space station.

Garak was hiding in bed when Julian came home.

“Elim? Are you allright? I heard the environmental controls crashed while I was in the holosuite.”

Julian smiled when he spotted the shivering bundle, giving a muffled response.

“Chief O'Brien is an incompetent lout, who should be doing his job instead of playing games with you.”

Tugging the blankets getting in, Julian chided mildly:

“Come now, I know something that will warm you up.”

“Nothing you can offer could possibly- oooohhh.”

Julian smirked when his chilled mate cuddled closer.

“You had a hot bath right before you came home.”

“For you.”

Current Mood: sleepy

Title: Scabs And Scales.
Series: Star Trek: Deep Space Nine
Pairings: Garak/Bashir.
Rating: PG
Beta: Nope.
Feedback: Yes please.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything. Some geezers in the movie and television industries do. Damn them.
Summary: Drabble (100 words). It's the couples' grooming thing.

“Garak, what are you doing?”

Cold fingers pinched and squeezed Julian's shoulder from behind.

“This scab is lose. I'm removing it for you.”

Pulling away from the pinching, Julian grumbled:

“Well don't. It'll fall off soon by itself.”

Garak frowned.

“Into the bed? That's disgusting!”

Flipping over, Julian hid his shoulder from his bedmate, putting an end to the unpleasant grooming.

“And all the scales you shed-?”

“-Are perfectly natural.”

“So is this!”

Huffing, Garak retorted:

“It's disgusting, and I refuse to sleep in human waste products!”

“Then don't!”

Without warning, Garak pounced and forcibly removed the offending scab.

“GARAK!”

Current Mood: pessimistic

Well, I couldn't help myself. I had to write this drabble... sorry bunnies! I know you need attention, but this one just sorta snuck in! SORRY!

Title: Contrast
Series: Merlin (2008)
Rating: PG
Word count: 100 (drabble)
Characters/pairings: Merlin/Arthur
Summary: Arthur ponders Merlin's touch.
Notes/Warnings: First Merlin writing. Be gentle.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything at all and I certainly don't make any money from writing this.
Beta:

prelocandkanar ! A grammar god and my dear friend. :o)

It was the contrast, Arthur decided, that made it so intense. After a full day of parrying blows and being slammed with shields, getting chafed by his practise gear; which never fit quite right over the shoulders, and twisting his back to avoid the swings of swords almost grazing his chest, he would have thought his body was simply too desensitized to register anything less than a punch in the gut.
But when, in the evening, Merlin's soft hands would straighten his bandages and maybe intentionally brush his skin, Arthur would shiver and bark at Merlin to shut the window.

Current Mood: embarrassed
Current Location: Home alone with Pea
Current Music: TMNT (1990) on youtube. COWABUNGAAAA!

Title: Opinions.
Series: Star Trek: Deep Space Nine
Pairings: Garak/Bashir.
Rating: PG
Beta: Nope.
Feedback: Yes please.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything. Some geezers in the movie and television industries do. Damn them.
Summary: Drabble (100 words). Julian feels unappreciated.

Julian stomped into his quarters and kicked off his boots so hard, that they hit the opposite wall right next to Garak's head.

“Why the hell does he ask my opinion, when he won't even consider my suggestions?!”

Garak didn't need to ask. Sisko occasionally asked Julian to use his enhanced brain to offer a fresh angle on complicated issues, but the captain too often waved Julian off when the angles weren't to his liking.

“If it's any consolation, I always value your opinion, my dear.”

Hugging Garak, Julian mumbled against his neckridge:

“Well, you're biased.”

“Details, details...”

Julian smiled.

Current Mood: depressed
Current Location: Still up
Current Music: Want you bad - The Offspring

Dedicated to

jonnycarnahan, to speed up her recovery from sugery. Enjoy!

Title: Big Medicine.
Series: Star Trek: Deep Space Nine
Pairings: Garak/Bashir.
Rating: PG
Beta: Not for this one.
Feedback: Yes please.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything. Some geezers in the movie and television industries do. Damn them.
Summary: Drabble (100 words). Doctors make the worst patients... and tailors don't make very good doctors either...

“I'm not drinking that.”

Garak frowned.

“Aren't you always saying you love to try alternative medicines?”

Julian whined from under his covers.

“Not on myself! And frankly, I doubt that drinking Cardassian sewage water is going to do me any good.”

Grumbling, Garak held out the glass of murky liquid to his partner.

“I'm going to pretend I didn't hear that. Now drink!”

The doctor's voice was hoarse as he surrendered and emerged from his cocoon.

“You swear it'll help?”

“Solemnly.”

Garak watched as Julian took the glass with shaky hands and drank.

“Don't ask me what's in it, though...”

Current Mood: busy

Title: Details.
Series: Star Trek: Deep Space Nine
Pairings: Garak/Bashir.
Rating: PG-13
Beta: Not for this one.
Feedback: Yes please.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything. Some geezers in the movie and television industries do. Damn them.
Summary: Drabble (100 words). Some... stroking. (Decide for yourselves what rating this should have in your minds...)

“How did you get this scar?”

Julian raised his head from the pillow.

“What scar?”

Garak traced a finger down the spine of his lover.

“This one, right above your tail bone.”

His young lover shrugged.

“I don't know. I wasn't even aware I had a scar there.”

The grey hands paused where they had been stroking.

“Understandable. It's very small. One would have to look very closely to notice it at all.”

Julian smirked over his shoulder.

“And as a... tailor... you always pay special attention to detail, right?”

Garak smiled and resumed his languid stroking.

“Exactly, my dear.”

Current Mood: creative
Current Music: Angel of Music - Phantom of the Opera.

This one is dedicated to

thornsilver who needs cheering up! Enjoy!

Title: Bath Time.
Series: Star Trek: Deep Space Nine
Pairings: Garak/Bashir.
Rating: PG
Beta: Not for this one.
Feedback: Yes please.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything. Some geezers in the movie and television industries do. Damn them.
Summary: Drabble (100 words). A bath tub moment.

“Is this a Human thing?”

Julian's hands stopped their soapy massage of Garak's scalp.

“Hm? I don't know. Don't Cardassians wash each other?”

Garak shrugged between Julian's knees.

“Not like this. Usually only with children or for ritual purposes. Never just for cleaning.”

Long, wet arms closed around Garak's chest from behind and he gladly leaned back into the embrace.

“It's not just a matter of cleaning. It's a gesture of affection. And trust.”

A huff of amused disbelief rippled the water in the tub.

“It's always about trust with you people...”

Julian smiled slyly.

“And don't you forget it...”

Current Mood: productive
Current Location: Still up and awake.
Current Music: Ønskelisten - Shubidua

And a drabble! Wow, suddenly the muses are back! Wooo! Let's hope this lasts!

Title: Sick.
Series: Star Trek: Deep Space Nine
Pairings: Garak/Bashir.
Rating: PG
Warnings: None.
Beta: Not for this one.
Feedback: Yes please.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything. Some geezers in the movie and television industries do. Damn them.
Summary: Drabble (100 words). Garak is sick.

For the third time that night, Julian woke up when his bedmate coughed violently.

“That's it. I'm taking you to the infirmary!”

Another cough shook the bed.

“You'll do no such thing! I've spent more than enough time there, thank you very much!”

Julian sighed.

“Will you at least let me scan you?”

Garak grumbled, defeated.

“Fine. But I'm not going unless I'm dying.”

In seconds, the tricorder was run over Garak.

“I could always lie and say that you're dying.”

“It's just a shame you're such a terrible liar, then.”

The tricorder closed with an annoyed snap.

“You'll live.”

Current Mood: productive
Current Location: Still not in bed
Current Music: If you were gay - Avenue Q

Title: Admiration.
Series: Star Trek: Deep Space Nine
Pairings: Garak/Bashir.
Rating: PG
Warnings: None.
Beta: Not for this one.
Feedback: Yes please.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything. Some geezers in the movie and television industries do. Damn them.
Summary: Drabble (100 words). A bit of ogling in bed.

Julian woke up to a familiar, yet unwelcome sensation.

“Elim, stop staring at me!”

“I've told you before, I'm not staring. I'm simply admiring you.”

Julian turned in the bed to face Garak with an annoyed 'hmpf'.

“Well, it still feels like it's burning a hole through my skull!”

Garak pulled Julian close and nuzzled their noses together.

“Can I help it that you're so beautiful?”

Still annoyed, but softened by the compliment, Julian snuggled in closer.

“Damn. You always charm your way out of trouble...”

Garak chuckled against his lover's scalp.

“And you wouldn't have me any other way.”

Current Mood: creative
Current Location: Off to the shower
Current Music: Safety Dance (Damn it's addictive!)

Inspired by the minor tiff I had with hubby a few days back.

Title: Quarrel.
Series: Star Trek: Deep Space Nine
Pairings: Garak/Bashir.
Rating: PG
Warnings: None.
Beta: Not for this one.
Feedback: Yes please.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything. Some geezers in the movie and television industries do. Damn them.
Summary: Drabble (100 words). A lovers' quarrel.

"You erased it!"

Garak replied without looking away from the viewer.

"Erased what, my dear?"

Julian pushed the replicator buttons aggressively.

"My replicator menu! I set it up specifically today so I wouldn't have to tomorrow! You know how busy I'll be!"

Flaring up, Garak turned to Julian.

"Oh, excuse me for using 'our' replicator, and besides, 'you' laid down the rule of wiping the memory after use!"

"Not today! And you knew that!"

"If there were exceptions to YOUR rule, YOU should have said so!"

Fuming, Julian stormed from their quarters, leaving Garak groaning over the complexities of love.

Current Mood: blank
Current Location: On Earth, abandoned by the muses
Current Music: Push the Button - Sugababes

Title: Cute.
Series: Star Trek: Deep Space Nine
Pairings: Garak/Bashir.
Rating: PG
Warnings: None.
Beta: Not for this one.
Feedback: Yes please.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything. Some geezers in the movie and television industries do. Damn them.
Summary: Drabble (100 words). A bit of dress up.

“What's so funny?”

Julian contained his snicker long enough to reply:

“You. You look so... cute!”

Garak turned an amusing shade of greyish purple.

“I protest! I may be many things, but cute certainly isn't amongst them! Divine maybe. Fiendishly handsome perhaps. I would even go so far as excruciatingly sexy. But cute?!”

Julian slid his arms around his lover's blushing neckridges.

“Oh, definitely! It renders a certain... adorable quality to your appearance.”

Softened by Julian's closeness, Garak sighed.

“I will never attend another one of your costume parties, if this is the reaction to a Cardassian in a toga...”

Current Mood: cheerful
Current Music: Puttin on the Ritz - Fred Astaire

Title: Vanity.
Series: Star Trek: Deep Space Nine
Pairings: Garak/Bashir.
Rating: PG
Warnings: None.
Beta: Not for this one.
Feedback: Yes please.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything. Some geezers in the movie and television industries do. Damn them.
Summary: Drabble (100 words) A little exchange about vanity.

“Are all humans this vain?”

Julian huffed and continued combing his unruly hair.

“Says the man who spends two hours every morning getting dressed...”

Flicking some non-existent fluff off his sleeve, Garak replied unfazed:

“As a tailor, there's good reason to show off my goods – so to speak. I fail to see the point of such extensive attention to appearance for a doctor.”

Satisfied with his hair, Julian grinned at his lover.

“I'm sorry, but my shift just started, so if you're going to insult me, you'll have to wait until tonight. No flirting while I'm on duty.”

“Damn.”

Current Mood: blah
Current Location: Here, alone.

Title: Waking Up.
Series: Star Trek: Deep Space Nine
Pairings: Garak/Bashir.
Rating: PG
Warnings: None.
Beta: Not for this one.
Feedback: Yes please.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything. Some geezers in the movie and television industries do. Damn them.
Summary: Drabble (100 words) Waking up beside Garak.

Waking up beside Garak was a special thing for Julian. Seeing the secretive tailor and/or spy with a serious case of bed head and sleep gunk in the corner of his eye somehow did nothing to bring the mystery down to earth. In a way it only deepened the feeling that there were endless facets yet to explore about his lover.

He felt very privileged being allowed into the private sphere of someone so guarded and savored every second of the morning before Elim woke up, his wonder only increasing when the blue eyes opened and met his own.

Current Mood: accomplished
Current Location: In the bathroom... again

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Entries tagged with drabbles

New Mundane Drabble: TMI.

Mundane Series Drabble: Plus One.

Mundane Series Drabble: Techno Impaired.

New Mundane Series Drabble: Stay Still.

Mundane Series Drabble: Sexy Beast.

Mundane Drabble Series: Tuckered Out.

Mundane Series Drabble: Endearments

Mundane Series Drabble: Chilled.

Mundane Series Drabble: Scabs And Scales.

Merlin drabble: Contrast.

Mundane drabble series: Opinions

Mundane Drabble Series: Big Medicine

Mundane drabble series: Details.

Mundane Series Drabble: Bath Time.

Mundane Drabble Series: Sick

Mundane drabbles series: Admiration.

Mundane series drabble: Quarrel

Mundane series drabble: Cute! (For Bibsy!)

Mundane Series Drabble: Vanity

Mundane Drabble Series: Waking Up

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