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«Я идиот».
Кроули молча посмотрел на Азирафаэля сквозь тёмные очки.- Language:
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the greatest pretenders by alexanderdot
Fandoms: Doctor Who (1963), Doctor Who (2005), Doctor Who
17 Mar 2020
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We are the last people standing at the end of the night
We are the greatest pretenders in the cold morning light
This is just another night and we've had many of them
In the morning we're cast out but I know I'll land here againHow am I gonna get myself back home?
Bastille "Get Home"
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Post Nemesis. Jean-Luc's been comparing notes with Kathy. Won't Q be surprised at his hypotheses?
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Picard confronts Q about a coincidence he can’t ignore. Takes place after the events of “True Q," when Amanda Rodgers was discovered to be a Q.
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Bashir takes advantage of shore leave time built up over the war with the Dominion and eventually winds up on Garak's doorstep.
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20 May 2024
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now this is what I call excellent fanfiction
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Garak needs help understanding Hamlet. Bashir needs help understanding Garak.
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Bookmarked by alexanderdot
04 Aug 2024
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of course garak would pretend to hate hamlet and compare yourself to him at the same time. OF COURSE garak would overanalyze the relationship between hamlet and horatio HE'S GAY!!!!! scream. so good.
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The Assassination of Elim Garak by wanderingwriter87
Fandoms: Star Trek: Deep Space Nine
16 Mar 2023
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The funeral was insufferably hot. Of course, it would be. Bashir wore all black, a mourning suit in the traditional Cardassian style that Garak had made for him years ago to attend his first state funeral as the Castellan’s spouse. He wondered if, in the back of his mind, Garak had known Bashir would someday wear it to this very occasion.
He was sweating entirely too much for such a somber event. The black fabric drew the heat of the suns, and he was beginning to feel lightheaded by the time they finally adjourned.
He sat on the steps of the funeral home, and Jeri brought him some cold water to drink and fanned him ineffectually with a floral arrangement. Smoke was rising from the crematorium.
He’s really gone.
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In which Garak and Bashir never mended their relationship from the wartime wounds, rushed into a politically-motivated marriage, and broke each other’s hearts. Oh, and Garak fakes his own death. Don’t worry, the story does get happier.
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02 Jul 2024
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I almost threw my phone into a wall when I realised at the end that it's a wip. that warrants a bookmark