#Broik

[hooved]

that is BROIK my friend BROIK, waiter at Quark's Bar and background character featured in 81 episodes of Star Trek: Deep Space Nine

[call-me-clevy]

My hand Broike

[ursarangler]

TM??- Unexpected : What is the worst thing you’ve ever done? What haunts you?

i told yoiu PPEOPLE I DO Not get hauneref i dont feek guilt I AM THE ONE THAT HAUNTS PEOPO;LE I H AVE SJKELETINS NOT GHIOSTS. NOT GHOSTS. NOT HASUNTRED. FUJKCRR

oops U(⁄ ⁄•⁄ω⁄•⁄ ⁄)U broike the keybort. had to pluf up nother one. uhhhhhhh im gonna lay down and. water sobr up for bit

[dilfgarak]

Ira Steven Behr, Hans Beimler and Chip Chalmers (Director) with the cast of “The Magnificent Ferengi” (6x10)

[ganglymask]

Music

Cherry made a thoughtful expression before simply smiling. She looked to be lost in her own world so a lot of what Jax said about letting go wasn't heard by her. Unlike the other personality Cheery was well, she was a go getter who liked doing stuff more than anything! She tended to act more than she thought! Cause going with your gut was better! It was more honest! It was more pure!

"I was trying to return to ball to where it looked like it went! But, it was too heavy! And I forgot that I'm not strong at all! It knocked everything over then I tried to fix it but everything broike!"

Gangle did wonder if maybe she should do something to help. Yet, given how she was in this moment maybe she needed to let Jax lead since he tended to know what he was doing. Besides, as much as Gangle might like Zooble they could be scary when crossed. Partly Gangle had the idea that if Jax did something he might get the blame instead of her. But, no what wouldn't work. Jax are more well careful the mess here was chaotic mess that only Gangle could create.

"It is pretty bad isn't it? I had no idea what to do! Or, the other me did? We are the same technically...but also not!"

“ You could just unwrap yourself from me Cryba— Cherry, but somethings telling me that isn’t gonna happen.” Alright fine, she could stay there for now.

The Bunny tucks a finger her under the chin, a chuckle leaving him. “Just uh..do me a favour and keep the ribbons loose, alright? I gotta walk and carry us both here.” With a spin of paws the Bun begins to walk down the hallway, heading to where Zooble’s room. He wondered just what was waiting there for them.

🐇 ･ﾟﾟ･｡ ・

Well, he certainly wasn't expecting this. A sortment of Zooble’s spare pieces where scattered on the floor; along with some broken Christmas ornaments. The multi-purpose moron collected them for some reason. And how they where broken, maybe it was caused by that blue bowling ball. Oh and some shelves where broken, probably what held up the ordaments and parts..

“Did you try to put the bowling ball back and slip or something..?” Jax laughs as they enter the room like they own it.

[incorrect-ds9-quotes]

Quark: Anyway, Broik's not a pervert.

Odo: How do you know?

Quark: Because I'm one, and he's never at the meetings.

[moonmothmama]

someone actually retweeted my "RT if you appreciate Broik 💖" tweet and i feel so validated 😂

[weyounbathwater]

Broik so important

[scottstiles]

HE BROIKE THE GLASS!!! HE GOT HER OUT!!!!!!!!!! NOW MAKE HER BREATHE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH THE MUSIC!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[autisticburnham]

Move Along Home

Allamaraine!

Jake, do not take advice about women from Nog

Listen, I know talking to your dad about girls is mortifying, but he at least won't tell you girls should chew your food for you

Julian, hon, it doesn't matter if you packed your dress uniform, you can replicate one

Julian stuttering is so cute 💖💖

Sticks!

Quark and Broik failing at this Miguel and Tulio bit 😞

My sister is making fun of me for rewatching this

Hey, remember when Sloan said screaming for help is too undignified for Julian?

Jake, honey, brown on brown?

Jake's baby 💖

I mean, I understand assuming that the people who were at a party the night before are just hung over, but you really should at least check their locations

I don't understand the point of putting the crew in the game if they can still make their own choices. Is Quark in control or them?

These diamond shaped doors seem like an accessibility nightmare

Allamaraine!

"Watch this!" *runs into a wall* I love Julian

I love Dax

Kira sounds so happy when she says the "you'll come with me" line

My sister said she thought Quark was going to eat the dice

Four missing officers and four game pieces meaning the pieces are the officers is an insane logic jump

The symbols on these d4s are in the middle. How do you know what you rolled?

Julian: If I'm gonna die, I'm gonna die wasted!

There's got to be some intense tech behind this game. What is the Dominion's opinion on this solid race with such advanced technology in the Gamma Quadrant?

Quark asking Odo to blow on his dice... gay bitch

"Don't let sentiment get in the way of command decisions!" Ma'am, you try to phase out of existence for sixty years for a dude you knew for like two days

Since the Wadi know the whole time that the game doesn't affect real life, they must think Quark is just super dramatic

Sir...

The fact that Quark cheated doesn't negate how fucked up kidnapping is

Why is Quark so eager to get the game? It's just a holosuite with less consent

Bad, but fun bad 6/10

[jadzia-suggestions]

I don't think I've asked you this one: describe yourself with a line from a song?

You really do ask intriguing questions! Thank you as always for the fun and thought-provoking prompts.

Hmm... well, there’s a line from Gav’ot toh’va that translates approximately to “The five fleet flames of dawn’s delighted drowning dance deadly over the shining seas”, which I’ve always felt describes any independent and adventurous spirit so boldly, in that soulful way only Klingon opera can.

And then there’s “She was always young at heart/ Kinda dumb and kinda smart./ I loved her so.” from one of Vic’s more peculiar selections, a song called “Honey” — which is completely infuriating if it’s a man singing about his dead wife, and really very poignant if it’s a father singing about his dead teenage daughter. (Speaking of 1960s Earth sexism, @kira-suggestion !) But anyway! I definitely consider myself to be young at heart, and while I’m certainly something of a genius at my work, I’m also the woman who tried to join a planet about to shift into a state of pure consciousness for some guy I’d met, like, 78 hours before; got picked up by Odo for indecent exposure on my second Federation New Year on the station; transplanted a spiny alien plant to my quarters without any idea how to care for it; and went on a date with Broik. So...

[thebubblebfb]

Alroight. If you guys ever need a broik, i can come over and watch them so you can rest.

BUBBLEEEEEEE!!!!! HIII BESTIEEEE!!!!

~❤️💎

Hoi roiby! hoiw are you dooing?

[losersiancebeepbleh]

BFDI Fairytale: Flowerlocks and the Three Finalists

Warning: This is a crackfic, so be prepared for characters acting OOC. I’m not trying to bash anyone, but crackfics just be like this, you know. Also, warning that there’s mentions of death and knives here, though there’s no actual gore. Also, there’s dead memes, so be warned.

Also here’s the Wattpad link to it if you prefer reading it on Wattpad for some reason:

Anyways, here’s the story:

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Flowerlocks and the Three Finalists

Once upon a time, there was a girl named Flowerlocks, who was taking a stroll through the woods. Now, this story takes place during BFDI, back when Flower was still more of a thot than Pencil and Match.

"Wait, what was that?" Flowerlocks asked angrily, glaring at the narrator.

Nothing. Also, you shouldn't be able to hear me.

"Uh, fine, whatever..." Flower said, continuing on her way.

Anyways, Flowerlocks soon stumbled upon a cottage in the middle of the woods. Being the thot she was, she decided that her next course of action should be breaking and entering. (Don't try this at home, kids!) However, she didn't really need to break anything, since the door was unlocked, so it was more like... just entering. (Seriously, you need to lock all your doors when you leave the house, or else a Flower could end up invading your house! And you wouldn't want that to happen, now do you?)

The first thing that greeted Flowerlocks as soon as she opened the door were three bowls of food lying on a table. Flowerlocks, who had been disappointed that she didn't have to break anything to get in, decided that this was the perfect opportunity to make up for that. So she tried to eat their food.

The first bowl of food had spicy Despacito Doritos in them. Flower recognized them from a commercial where Firey Underwear sponsored them. She decided to try them.

"Ugh!" Flower yelled. "This is too spicy and flavorful! My taste buds can't handle all the memes!"

After her tongue had calmed down from the spiciness, she decided to move on to the next bowl. Inside it were leaves. (Yes, Leafy is a cannibal. How else do you think she stays eternally young?) Flower took a bite, despite the ominous aura radiating from the leaves.

If the Despacito Doritos were too flavorful, then the leaves were too flavorless. They tasted like emptiness, the void, and the destruction of the universe. (No, it's not because Leafy sucked all the life out of them. It's because that's what spinach actually tastes like irl.)

Anyways, after Flower finally stopped feeling empty because of the spinach, she moved on to the next bowl. It had Yoylecake on it. She tried a bite.

"This is delicious!" Flower said, "It's not too flavorful, nor is it too flavorless! It's just right!" And then she ate the whole Yoylecake because this takes place before Ruby taught her how to be not mean. She also turned metal because Yoylecake, but she didn't really care.

Now, the author doesn't like how both the chairs and the beds were too hard/soft in the original fairytale, so she decided to replace the chairs with something else. Instead of finding chairs, Flowerlocks found a closet with three outfits.

"Wait, hold on!" Flower protested. "Objects don't wear clothes! Well, with the exception of my Non Slip Shoes So Ha! (™), of course!"

Uh, well, this is a human AU.

"Oh ok," the now human Flower said, "But wait! Why would I try on their clothes if I'm already wearing clothes?"

Because, um, because you're a thot.

"Hey!" Flowerlocks shouted indignantly.

Just try the clothes on, please.

"Ugh, fine..." Flower said with a slight humph sound.

She tried on the first outfit. It was bright orange and yellow. When she saw herself wearing it in the mirror, she gagged.

"Why is this so bright? This is a fashion faux pas! This orange makes me look like a prison inmate!" She yelled, revolted. She hurriedly ran back into the closet to try on the second outfit.

She came back out wearing all black. She looked at the mirror in distaste.

"Ugh, I look like an emo teenager. This outfit is so dull and dark," Flower complained. "Why is this outfit so edgy? I'm going to change again." She went back into the closet for the third outfit.

This time, she emerged wearing a light blue dress. As she went to look in the mirror, she suddenly gasped and did a quick twirl in it.

"Not too bright, but not too dull," Flower said in satisfaction. "It's just right!"

Still wearing the borrowed outfit, she went upstairs. And as a testament to how much of a thot she was in BFDI, she decided to sleep in one of the homeowners' beds.

When she reached the second story, Flowerlocks saw three bedrooms. She went in the first one. It didn't really have a bed. It just had a fireproof metal box in the center. But Flower doesn't really have that much common sense, so she tried to sleep on it anyway.

"Ow!" Flowerlocks said, "this bed is too hard!"

That's because it's not really a bed...

"Oh shut up, narrator!" Flower yelled rather rudely.

Ok geez, fine! Anyway, Flower went into the next room. The room looked very emo, to which Flower scoffed. However, she just wanted to sleep, so she lay down on the coffin shaped bed in the middle of the room. However, as soon as she did, the mattress seemed to collapse under her, causing her to sink into it.

"Oh no!" Flowerlocks yelled, struggling to get out of the mattress before it threatened to pull her into the depths of the underworld. When she finally broke free, she looked at the bed in horror. "Now I know why it's shaped like a coffin," she muttered, "It's too soft, and not in the good way."

Flowerlocks went over to the third room. To her relief, it actually had a real bed and didn't look emo. She went over to the bed and lay in it.

"Nice," Flower sighed, "Not too hard, not too soft, just right..." And with that, she fell asleep.

Meanwhile, little did she know that the owners of the house had just arrived.

"Oh noio!" Bubble exclaimed, looking at the open front door. "Soimeone broike ointo our hoiuse!" (Translation: Oh no! Someone broke into our house!)

"Well, not really, since we didn't even lock the door," Leafy interjected.

"That doesn't matter, Leafy!" Firey said, annoyed, " Someone's in our house." He cautiously stepped inside, with the two other finalists following behind him. Suddenly, he gasped in horror.

"Somebody ate one of my Despacito Doritos!" Firey cried out in anguish. He ran towards his bowl of Doritos, holding it close to his chest. "How could someone do this to my baby!"

Suddenly, there was another gasp. A dark aura started coming from Leafy as she held her bowl of leaves. "Someone's been eating my leaves too."

"Woit, hoild oin! Whoiy are you oiting yoir oiwn koind?" Bubble asked, suddenly. (Translation: Wait, hold on! Why are you eating your own kind?)

Before Leafy could answer, Firey said, "Because she's weird."

"Oh no, Senpai thinks I'm weird," Leafy, who just so happened to be a yandere for Firey, muttered sadly.

Suddenly there was another gasp. "Oh noio! Soimeoine's boin oiting my Yoylecake and they oit it all up!" Bubble said, very sadly. (Translation: Oh no! Someone's been eating my Yoylecake and they ate it all up!)

After the three of them finished mourning their food, they went over to the closet. Also, the author was tired of having to write Bubble's accent, so she used her storytelling powers to make Bubble have a normal accent.

"Someone's been wearing my outfit!" Firey gasped.

One again, a dark aura surrounded Leafy as she said, "Someone's been wearing my outfit too."

"Leafy, why are you so emo? I thought this story took place during BFDI, not BFDIA/IDFB!" Firey asked curiously.

"Because I'm the author's knifu waifu," Leafy replies.

Suddenly, there was a wail and the two turned around to see Bubble. "Someone's been wearing my outfit and they're still wearing it!" Bubble cried.

Firey sighed. "Look, we've all had a rough day. Let's just go to bed." With that, the trio headed upstairs, where, unbeknownst to them, Flowerlocks was still sleeping.

"Wait," Firey said, feeling very annoyed. "Someone's been sleeping in my bed!"

"Um, Firey...?" Bubble asked, looking over at his "bed". "Are you sure that's a bed?"

Firey sighed. "It's the only fireproof bed I can find. Beggars can't be choosers, after all. Besides, I've gotten used to it..."

"Firey! Bubble! Come here!" Leafy suddenly yelled from the next room. The two of them arrived just in time to see Leafy clenching one of her knives.

"Someone's been sleeping in my bed," Leafy growled, as a shadow covered her eyes.

Terrified, Bubble made a little squeak and ran out of the room, leaving Firey to deal with Leafy. He nervously put his hands up defensively and said, "Leafy, please, put that knife down."

Leafy paused, looking from the knife in her hands, then to Firey, and then back to the knife. Finally, she put the knife back in her knife rack. "Okay," she said solemnly.

"Leafy! Firey!" Bubble's voice called out. Firey and Leafy both ran to Bubble's room.

"Someone's been sleeping in my bed and they're still in it!"

As Bubble cried, both Firey and Leafy set their gazed upon Flowerlocks, the intruder. Firey was planning on burning her and Leafy was planning on stabbing her. Just then, Flowerlocks started to wake up.

"Wha- Huh?" As Flowerlocks lazily blinked her eyes open, she took in the site of Bubble crying, along with the sight of Firey and Leafy glaring at her, their eyes twitching. "Oh crap," was all she could say before she bounced up and jumped out the window. She was still metal from the Yoylecake, so she didn't die. And she started running far far away from the cottage, having learned her lesson about being an unwanted guest.

She also still had Bubble's dress but don't worry, Leafy bought Bubble a new dress with all the money she made as an assassin- I mean what?

And they all lived happily ever after.

The End.

[moonmothmama]

OH NO I JUST REMEMBERED THAT I LOVE BROIK ALSO

[unicorn-and-bluebells]

...all of them???

the last character you have a photo saved of in your phone is your bestie

[lacefedora]

No one even asked for this one I just wrote it for myself. Put under the cut

INFATUATED

“Garak?” Miles asks and Julian rolls his eyes at the incredulity in his voice.

“Yes Garak, what about that surprises you, Chief?” Julian asks, leaning back in his chair at their usual table at Quark’s. He crosses his arms, feeling a little defensive. He knew Miles had his issues with Cardassians, and that his history with Garak personally wasn’t without its scars.

Miles hesitates, opening his mouth then seeming to think better of it and closing it again. “You know… I guess it does make a certain kind of sense.” he says slowly, considering. Julian begins to lower his arms, narrowing his eyes cautiously at Miles.

“What do you mean?” Julian prods him. He watches the Chief turn toward him and smirk.

“Well, you’ve always been pretty infatuated with him.” Miles says matter-of-factly and takes a swig of his synthale. “Guess I never realized it might go both ways.”

“Infatuated!?” Julian asks, feeling his face grow hot. He straightens and Miles just seems to take the opportunity to laugh at him.

“Yeah infatuated.” he tells him. “You ought to hear yourself talk about him. You’ve been utterly fascinated by the man since you first laid eyes on him. Or don’t you recall literally running into ops to gush about the encounter to the entire crew?”

“I-.” Julian starts and huffs. “I was not gushing. I just have a healthy interest in his former profession.”

“Oh yeah? Well how about the time where he was verbally eviscerating you over and over due to withdrawal and you absolutely refused to leave his side; even going so far as to set up your own mini-infirmary in his quarters to take care of him.” Miles offers and he’s got the edge of a smile now. “Really, you’re right I had absolutely no right to be surprised that the two of you were together now.”

Julian opens his mouth to object, to protest the implications, then he suddenly realizes that Miles is winding him up to do just that and his jaw snaps closed, his face still burning. Just as he’s coming up with something scathing to return with he hears a familiar voice from behind him.

“Ah Julian!” Garak says as he comes into the bar. He gives Miles a smile then places his hands on Julian’s shoulder. Julian fights a little shiver then tilts his head back toward him. He doesn't know why he’s surprised when Garak takes the opportunity to kiss him full on the mouth, heedless of the fact that everyone can see them. After he’s pulled back Julian nearly falls out of his chair trying to follow him.

“I’ve been looking for you. I’ve no wish to deprive you of Chief O’Brien’s company but could we have dinner later? Say 2100?” Garak asks and rights Julian in his chair absently.

“Y-. yes of course… I’ll be there.” Julian says, licking his lips and blinking back to reality. Garak grins at that and pats Julian’s cheek affectionately before waving at the Chief and sweeping out the way he came in. Julian watches him leave, finding himself sighing longingly. Miles laughs at him and shakes his head.

“Miles…” Julian says and blinks back at his friend. “I am utterly infatuated with Garak.”

“Yeah, you really are.” he says and laughs at him again, calling Broik over for more drinks.