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[randomnessunicorn-imagine]

💙 STAR TREK DEEP SPACE 9: FANFICTION 💙

This is the fourth chapter of the fanfiction of DS9 I’m writing.

I’m not very sure of this chapter, it’s a sort of interlude, but I found it funny and interesting for the interactions between the characters.

I’m not even sure if I’ll keep writing it because I don’t receive feedback and I don’t know if people are really interested. So maybe this is the last chapter I wrote.

📜 DS9 FANFICTION: ODO X FEM! READER X QUARK 📜

> OTHER CHAPTERS:

Odo x Fem! Reader x Quark, 1st chapter: Swapped out

Odo x Fem! Reader x Quark, 2nd chapter: Identity Issues

Odo x Fem! Reader x Quark, 3rd chapter: Deal

4th Chapter: Understanding

A cure had not been found yet but you and Quark were more comfortable with the situation than before.

Initially, Quark hadn't taken it well but then he got used to it and maybe his brother was right for once, because it could have been worse.

After all, Quark had been lucky because your body wasn't bad. Until now he had not noticed, he was too busy being scared and thinking the worst than seeing the situation in a different light, and he realized, spending time complaining was useless. Now Quark was calm, more self-confident since he had no reason to close his bar and you and he would work together, somehow.

Suddenly, a thought came to his mind, it was perhaps a sinful thought but reasonable too.

He smelled a strange smell coming from himself; his new body reeked. In fact, he smelled as a tramp. Two days had already passed and he had never showered until then.

The day before he had discussed with you and then Quark hadn't seen anyone else, he spent the rest of the day alone, thinking about his personal issues.

He had gone to bed early and had woken up this morning at 7 O’clock, he felt uncomfortable and now he knew why. Maybe you felt the same as well.

You and Quark were more connected than Jadzia and her symbiont Dax, as if you two were telepathic or simply you were facing the same problems and therefore it was inevitable to feel empathy for each other.

Quark decided to go to your quarters because he couldn't stand it anymore. His clients would have fled after smelling his horrible stench.

It was an ironic and bizarre situation, normally he would have cared nothing for it and would have taken a shower, even if this was not his body and this meant seeing your nakedness. However, he knew how much you cared about privacy and that thing that humans called “consent”, they were obsessed with it and he didn't understand but he didn't want to make you angry anyway.

For the same reason you never touched his lobes even when you wanted to convince him, it was a way women used to manipulate him and you found it very unpleasant, you felt sorry for him.

You said this was wrong and it was harassment even though he loved to be touched on the lobes but, in fact, he didn't love when women took advantage of it and used his weaknesses to trick him.

You were one of the most loyal women he had ever met but he had never seen you as something more than a normal friend and he knew you had a crush on Odo. Therefore, Quark had never even thought of it and considered you only as a client, a friend, nothing special.

Then Quark decided to visit you and discuss about his little problem, which wasn't so stupid as it seemed, because hygiene was important and he felt so uncomfortable.

You didn't expect to see him so early and so nervous.

"Good morning, Quark." You said, smiling.

"Good morning, YN ..." he didn’t smile and he seemed perplexed.

He wondered what words he should have used because it was embarrassing.

Tension could be read in Quark's eyes, his cheeks were as red as cherries and his face was hot. Now that he was human, his emotions were very clear. He could not dissimulate.

"I have to tell you something, Y/N." He finally spoke, still nervous.

"Ok, what do you have to tell me?" you asked, raising an eyebrow.

"We have not discussed everything about our little issue. I have a doubt, I feel uncomfortable for something." he looked around, avoiding your eyes, unable to explicate what he had in mind.

"Uncomfortable? What do you mean, Quark?" your face became more serious.

"I want to wash myself. I haven't had a shower for two days and I smell like a rat. It’s uncomfortable!" he finally said, blushing, his face was blazing because of the embarrassment.

Then you busted out laughing, not understanding why he was asking you for something so stupid. It didn't make sense but his embarrassed look made you understand his feeling and your laughter died when you realized the reason why he felt so ashamed and your voice became a whisper, "Oh, sure... I see."

Indeed, you needed a shower, too. An obvious but important fact, which you had not already analysed.

It was ironic how something as simple as taking a shower could become something so awkward since this situation was not normal. You didn't even want Quark to see your naked body, your intimacy, your nude skin. Never.

"You don't smell nice either." He said, grinning.

"I know but I don't want you to see me nude." You said, embarrassed.

"Ah, do you think I haven't already done that?" he giggled, looking at you with devious eyes.

"What? Quark! What the--?” you screamed in shock.

"Ah, I'm kidding. I know how much you humans care about your privacy; especially you human women are so modest and chaste. You wear all those sheets of clothes. It's exciting and disturbing at the same time. Bizarre." Quark commented, still smiling like an idiot and you sighed.

"Quark, stop it!" you sighed, exasperated.

"Sorry, I was trying to ease the tension. It seems like a big problem to you." he said, it was like he forgot about the anxiety he had when he came or, maybe, his anxiety just passed to you and you were the nervous one this time.

"It’s your problem, too." You said, severe and crossed your arms.

"Yes, it is but what do we do?" he shook his shoulders

"Ah, I didn't think this situation could get any odder."

"I know, don't tell me."

"Anyway, I think it's enough not to look. Just go into the sonic shower."

"Sounds stupid."

"It's stupid."

"Well, I won't do anything to your body. I won't harass it if that's what you think. I wouldn't have come here to ask your permission." He said in a serious but nervous tone, he was acting more honest than usual and you were surprised. You didn’t expect he could be so understanding and kind, maybe you had underestimated him. This Ferengi always amazed you.

Quark's words made sense because he was asking for your consent and you would have asked for his as well.

Maybe he respected you more than you thought, because he had worried about your privacy and he didn't want to offend you. He had been kind and polite and maybe you were making things more complicated than they were, it was just a shower after all even though he was always Quark. You didn't know how to define this thing but you had to trust him.

You didn't even want to offend him or judge him. In the past he had filtered with you, he did it with every girl, but things had changed. Now you were friends, maybe your relationship would have matured and was already changing thanks to this experience.

"Ok, you can take a shower normally. Then we don't have to make things more difficult than they are. The problem is in my head, I guess." you said with little conviction and Quark smiled, his eyes were wide open and he nodded.

"Oh, well. You need it too, though, and I suggest you to clean and rub your ears right. You won’t be able to make good deals with dirty lobes" he giggled, and you knew how Ferengi’s ears were erogenous.

He seemed amused by the situation. Perhaps the experience would have been more interesting than you could have imagined. At least, for him.

[peacefulspock]

The Quodo Fic I'll Never Write

[[Alright, I'll post what I have then! It's pretty bare bones but I couldn't get the idea of Quark leading Odo on a galaxy wide goose chase out of my head. Thank you to @boomdeyadah for cleaning this up enough to share 😚]]

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Odo has been gone 5 years, and while he enjoys his time in the Link he never can quite stop thinking about his friends. In fact, the longer he's gone the more he worries what kind of mischief Quark in particular is getting up to.

His thoughts are too individual, can't truly harmonize with the Link. In an effort to stop the dissonance, the mass conscious redoubles it efforts to truly absorb Odo. He's almost wooed by the ease of it all until he realizes he's lost an entire 8 months to the Link’s latest effort. Time. It's the concept of time that truly and finally drags him out of the swirling, golden ocean of his people. He has all the time in the universe. Quark does not. Quark will grow old and die and he could miss it all if he lost himself to the Link.

"I'll just go visit. That's all. I'll keep an eye on Quark until he passes because somebody has to make sure he's not up to no good."

Just keeping everyone else's pockets safe and then he'll go home. The link would still be there after all.

So he goes, not wanting to acknowledge the relief he feels while docking at the station or the gentle warmth that settles over him at seeing Kira and his old friends. Until he gets the news and it’s like someone filled his old bucket with cold water and dumped it on his head. Quark is gone. Missing. Has been for over a year. And of course Quark would be so pleased to know that people looked for him. Extensively. Even a year later Rom and Kira are still regularly discussing any new clues to his whereabouts.

"I never thought I'd miss that little gremlin, Odo, but this station isn't half as fun without him. Don't tell him I said that when we finally find him, though."

Kira is sympathetic and Odo might be sick to his stomach if he had one. He tries not to think of Quark lying dead on some backwater planet in the wilderness, or curled up in some rotten back alley after a deal gone wrong. He'd probably just scammed someone big time and scuttled off to a random moon to enjoy his stolen riches.

It takes Odo a day to decide he's going to personally find Quark after some catching up with his friends and colleagues. It's all of three days before his nerves have him saying goodbye and shipping out at warp like a man on a mission.

"The quicker I get this over with, the better," he tells himself.

He's already read over the case file a dozen times, poured over every detail. He estimates it'll take him a week to find Quark. A week comes and goes. Then two. A month. Three months. It's six months before he gets a real break and boy is it a revelation. He's going through a small, barely lived in room on a no-name freighter light-years away from the station when it hits him. Quark had been here. Maybe for weeks. He'd been here and clearly caught wind of Odo barreling at him through space because he'd left in a hurry. The sheets were still wrinkled and a hastily scribbled note was left for him on a dingy table.

[[Go away, I didn't break any laws. Leave me alone. Don't you have anything better to do than harass me?]]

No, he doesn't. Quark really was on the run. From him. He doesn't want to see Odo at all. Odo  contemplates letting him go, albeit briefly. Quark probably has a reason for avoiding him. Something criminal no doubt. So he's going to try even harder to find him. He has to see him again at least once. Then he'll really go home, for sure. He was going to arrest Quark for whatever crime he had clearly committed and then leave.

Except, it takes two years to catch Quark. That's a long time to think about why you're still after a man that you've pretended to hate. Ample time to consider that all the evidence says Quark really HASN'T committed a crime and yet you’re still using it as an excuse. Too much time to ponder the unwanted ache his absence has left since the moment YOU left HIM on DS9 without so much as a goodbye. Two years is a long time for him realize he's let self-sabotage and uncertainty get in the way of what relatively little time he can get with Quark compared to his own long, indeterminate lifespan.

What has he done? What has he done? Visions of Quark walking away for good this time fill him with dread.

"Can I fix this?"

He's determined to try. Over the long months it becomes clear Quark is intentionally leaving him clues here or there so his trail never grows cold. Sometimes letting Odo get so close he swears he sees the flash of coattails out of the corner of his eye. He's not sure exactly why Quark is leading him on but it's all the hint he needs to keep searching.

Finally, FINALLY, the game of cat and mouse is over and he's got his eyes on Quark for the first time in almost a decade. They're on a remote planet in the middle of nowhere and there's a tension between them as heavy as the years Odo has wasted. He doesn't even get a word in before Quark is pushing him, face already warm with angry tears. He fires off questions and insults quick as a knife and Odo listens patiently.

"Who do you think you are?"

"It's been years, I said leave me be."

"Why can't you leave well enough alone?"

"I never wanted to see you again anyways."

Odo doesn't know what to say but he talks anyways.

"Why did you leave? I would have left you alone if you'd asked on the station."

It's not accusatory but Quark reacts like it is.

"You're one to talk about leaving! You walked away without looking back!"

It's true. Odo knows it's true and some piss poor apology isn't enough to fix it but he still gives one, still says everything he's been too afraid to say. Quark is all hissing and righteous anger until Odo cradles his face and quietly asks if they can try again. Because saying I love you was still too hard, too vulnerable but it was the TRUTH. Had been before he'd left, too, and leaving for the Link had been like a breakup even if neither had said so.

"I won't leave again. I promise. Who else is going to keep you on your toes? I'll even sign a contract if you want."

And THAT sounds suspiciously like marriage but Quark latches onto it anyways.

"Damn right you'll stay. I don't have the funds to keep running from you anyways."

It's not perfect, of course, but it's a start. That first kiss, desperate and clumsy as it is, really helps seal the deal. Since neither really HAS to be back on DS9 anytime soon, they're on the planet enjoying each other in peace another few months before Quark is itching to check on his bar.

Later, they're still the bickering old fools they've always been, but even a blind man could see the open fondness they have for one another. Quark never ends up making a contract but he likes to threaten to every chance he gets. Odo smiles a bit too warm while he says he doesn't recall agreeing to sign any contract, and holds Quark's hand a little too gently for the teasing to have any weight.

[writerproblem193]

A tag meme to combat the dreariness of winter! Answer the questions and tag ten people (if you want). 

I was tagged by @michaelburnhamfanclub! One of these days I will catch up on Discovery I swear. Probably this year. Maybe next? asdfasdfasdfasdf

What artists are you listening to right now?

Bryson Andres on loop. I’m on an instrumental musical kick and I love it.

Favourite comfort book, movie, etc?

Honestly if I’m just trying to watch something entertaining and mindless I’ll watch a rerun of Last Week Tonight cause it’s both educational and swears a lot, which I appreciate. If we’re talking book though, @upagainstabookcase‘s Poets is something I reread a lot if I’m tired. Got it downloaded on my phone and everything!

Favourite activity in whatever the winter weather is in your climate?

I added a u because I was in Pain

FLEECE SHEETS. I love winter because I can put fleece sheets on my bed and sleep basically with blankets all around me. Smother me in blankets.

Favourite cheesy self-care activity?

Taking out romance novels and reading like three in a day because I have library cards for four separate libraries and I am unstoppable. (I recommend Alyssa Cole to start out with. Or Courtney Milan. If anyone wanted to go looking.)

Winter headcanon for your favourite ship(s) or character(s)?

Jadzia absolutely prefers winter to summer. Snow is scientifically fascinating and Trills do not deal well with heat.

Current WIP (any fanwork type) you’re most excited about?

COUNTERBALANCE!!!!!

It’s a sister fic to Otherwise Occupied. Basically taking similar themes and the same original premise (what if both Kira and Jadzia were on the same planet and not on DS9?) and made it about being on Trill instead! It includes things like: taking down governments, making out, and arguments about how old is too old to drink coffee. 

I am. SO. Excited to be working on it honestly. I’ll probably post about it a little more when I get closer to finishing! But in the meantime, have two intriguing paragraphs. 

“Bajoran, right?” Jadzia took another sip of her ale, her throat going numb. Most alcohols seemed to warm the drinker, but this one froze them. It was a new experience. After all, wasn’t that what she was for? “What brings you out here?”

Kira looked Jadzia in the eyes, her gaze cold and clear and burning. “The Federation’s truth or mine?”

I’ll tag @laniemoriarty uhh @pixelyna and @upagainstabookcase idk if you like these, so no pressure! And anyone else. That means you. You there. Who wants to do this. Do it.

[plainsimpletailorgarak]

❤ Dukat/Garak

Send me a ❤and a ship and I’ll answer these questions about them.

Dating:

Where was their first official date? Ds9, Garak’s quarter

What is their favorite date location? Garak’s Bed

How many dates before their first kiss? Who needs to date befor they kiss?

Who asked who out first? Dukat

How many dates before they considered each other a couple? something like 10

Friends:

How many mutual friends do they have? they have many mutual friends. Just not Weyoun

Which one of their friends is most likely to get in between an argument between the ship? No one messes around when they argue. It’s fucking foreplay

Which one has more friends? Dukat (they’re all fake friends though)

Which one has introduced the other to more people? Garak

Did they start out as friends and made their way to a couple, or were they a couple almost right away? they started out as bitter ennemies

Arguments:

What do they argue about the most? How Garak was the cause of Skrain’s father. It comes up often enough.

How do they usually solve their disagreements? a good roll in the sheets

Do they argue a lot or not very often? ALL the DAMN TIME

Who admits to being wrong more often? Garak just to shut him up

Sex:

Who is more likely to initiate sex? Dukat

Do they prefer to do it in a bed, or do they prefer a chair, or perhaps the shower?  Maybe other spots? Wherever they fucking fancy.

Do they practice any kind of bdsm in the bedroom at all and if so, what kinds? More than half the time. D/S S/M

Who’s usually more dominant in the bedroom? Dukat wont let Garak Top the fucker

Lights on or off? OFF

Do they share any kinks? to many.

Does either one have any kinks that they don’t have in common with the other? Not sure they want to share this

Have they ever had sex anywhere public before? Dukat is notorious for his stunts he loves humiliating Garak.

Who would be most likely to suggest bringing in a third person and who would that person be? Dukat, who else but Dukat (little quagmire jingle playing)

Cuddling:

When are they most likely to cuddle?when they are spent

Where is their favorite place to cuddle? in bed

Who’s usually the big spoon? Dukat???

Do they cuddle often? NOPE

Marriage:

Are they married?  If not, is it something that could happen between them? Not in a million years

If they are married, where did they get married at?  If not married, what is their dream wedding location? not gonna happen, but Cardassia Prime

If married, who proposed to who?  If not married, who would be more likely to propose to who? NOPE

If they are married, which one moved in with the other?  If not married, who would be more likely to move in with the other? Garak is forced to move in with Dukat. And he has to bring everything himself.

Children:

Do they have kids?  If not, would they consider having kids? Dukat has fair buch...

How many kids do they have?  If no kids, how many kids would they want to have?there are enough children really

What are the children’s names?  If no kids, what would they name their kids? Do i really need to name all of Skrain’s children????

Random:

What are three random headcannons you have about the ship that are not related to romance or sex? -Dukat takes care of his bitches even Garak-Garak cooks all the food-Garak is now a stay at home wife....

Which one is more likely to suggest getting pets? Dukat

Which one eats more snack foods? Dukat

What is their favorite movie to watch together? what ever Dukat decides to wish, becasue is garak really going to win?

What is their favorite tabletop game to play together? Ducat doesn't play with Garak becasue he loses all the time.

What are your three absolute favorite things about this ship?-fucking ridiculous-My FAVE HATE SHIP-Dukat

What is one thing you don’t like about this ship? It WILL NEVER HAPPEN

If you had to rate this ship on a scale of 1-10, what would you give it? -10/10 I fucking hate/love it (honestly gimme)(if YAll cant figure out I’m messing around you guys have a problem.... who did this?????)

[littlewalken]

Jul 27

So, in great science discoveries of science I learned that one of the PVC cross stitch frames that I have can act as a substitute Niddy Noddy. Basically one full wrap of yarn around the long ways of the frame, it’s a rectangle, is approximately one yard. 

For those who haven’t seen a PVC frame instead of a hoop you get a rhombus of plastic pipes and clamps to stretch your needlework fabric on and as long as all the pipes are the same brand you can assemble any size frame, but try a reasonable one to see if it will suit your needs, some will fit in a Stitcher’s Wonder or clamp stand, others make their own stand out of pipes. Can be awkward for people with short arms and limited reach.

But the approximately a yard thing means I can roughly measure all those deconstructed Lion Mandala balls, do some yarn math, and figure out some figuring out with them. It will result in skeins which will stack and perhaps lead to easier sorting and remixing. Might need to make ball bands with the measurements on them, don’t know yet. 

The rectangles were a good idea but they were leaving bothersome tails, like 1 or 2 stitches short of a row tails.

And I might not use all of them and have to accept some of the fuglies might end up in the scrap bin. Or as a boarder or something. Goddamit it’s not the same kind of recession/depression you lived through grandma we can use things whether you thing it was done “correct” or not and we can give/throw shit away.

Fugly yarn makes great yarn bombs or practice sheets for stitches.

Yeah, I grew up with two generations drilling in to me how I did absolutely everything wrong, and thank providence I didn’t have much of a relationship with the third generation. So I don’t want to have kids why?

Right now I’m kind of in a grumpy holding pattern because the repairs to the house still haven’t been done, the car repairs could be stupidly expensive but we can’t get a different car, and the Life Ruiner has the gaul to bitch that something isn’t to her liking and have a tantrum over us not wanting to go out to the store in 100 degree weather to take her shopping with money she doesn’t have. 

I haven’t counted the change in the Ustahold but it’s about full and it’s time to turn it in for Amazon money and preorder my DS9 DVD. I get the Ustahold full of change in the pathetic attempt to pay me back for having to spend more than my fair share on bills and food the Life Ruiner hasn’t paid for since we moved here. 

If I’m bills paid and basic food in the fridge but otherwise busted for awhile because of car bills fu#k yeah I need that DVD to get me through the next several pay periods. I totally accept that’s why I haven’t watched Spiderverse yet because I’m saving it for when I need it the most. 

Starting to feel I’ll need You Can’t Do That on Film and Sailor Moon soon. It’s easy to wrap yarn and watch media. Smallville is waiting in the wings incase I need that again too.

Oh, and I saw the musical Gypsy on PBS. I’m not a theater person, we are in discussion over past traumas, but some things I’ll check out if nothing else is on. Incase you figure out which version it is the woman playing Rose looks like Dolores Umbridge and the whole thing just sort of sits there like a bored stripper. There was nothing in my eyes that was unique or memorable about anyone in it. Some of the people might have been trying different approaches to characters and it just didn’t work. Was this production meant to discourage people from the thee-ay-tor?

In my day I was forced to sit through school and church versions of shows where the performers at least put in the effort and looked like they were having fun. Even god awful Rocky Horror Show productions where you want to punch half the cast in the face tried harder. 

I make no predictions for today except for yelling at one of the cats.