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[but I love it when the light sits on you just right / tiny tangerine speckles painted in your eyes]
How sweet and still the air | the night is burning out your name
(I feel the rain, I feel the rain)
A pseudo study of “Carnation, Lily, Lily, Rose” by John Singer Sargent but.... Cardassian. I like to think a lot about what sorts of festivals Cardassians might have
One casual garak in glasses became julian leaning forward to kiss garak’s nose
Garak lets his hair grow out and stops slicking it back in the hot cardassian summers...
@will_ftagn 🥰🥰🥰🥰 happy birthday, hun!!! Here’s a regency newt looking a bit... improper
Vampire AU for @skeleton_twins since it’s her birthday and we all have our vices 😏