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spenglersglasses · 2 months

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✨🧪MASTER FIC LIST☄️✨

Complete List of links and tags for works posted on AO3!

Click on the name of fic to read! If you don't see something you are interested in, please feel free to send an ask when open as well as commission me through the heart mug site. Link in pinned post on main blog @copiousloverofcopia or carrd info at the bottom of this post!

Updates:

I will be adding more as I go. Check them out if you’re into Egon Spengler, Weyoun, Milton Dammers, Herbert West (like all Jeffrey Combs content lol), fluff and smut, you know all the things lol. Fics are listed by main Character featured in them, if it's a duo fic then the fic is listed under BOTH of them.

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Egon Spengler

Multi-Chapter Works:

🧫Observations in Love (ONGOING) >>> Egon & OC Molly Webber Things have fallen on hard times for the members of the Ghostbusters when the memory of saving the world from the threat of supernatural destruction fades in the minds of the city. Now, with each of them going their separate ways, Egon joins up with another scientist to share a lab so he can continue his experiments. When an innocent mistake by his lab mate leads to a mix up that could mean big consequences for Egon, he must choose whether or not to reveal the truth to Molly, the test subject or keep it secret forever. (NSFW-Fluff/Romance/Accidental Lovers/Pregnancy/Semi-canon following)

One Off Works:

The Twinkie Experiment No turning back now, you had already agreed to it. Agreed to whatever it was the dear former Ghostbuster and his newfound friend from Arkham would ask of you. You were more than happy to participate, that was until you took the first step onto the stoop leading to the lab. Only then you hesitated—breath quickening and your nerves firing from all sides. (NSFW-Breeding/Pregnancy/Three-way/Reader)

Weyoun

Multi-Chapter Works:

☄️Diplomacy (ONGOING) >>> Weyoun & Chercut Ara (Reader) As a Bajoran crew member of Deep Space Nine you know you should loathe the Dominion and their diplomat Weyoun. Despite everything, you are drawn to him and though you have tried to deny it everything changes when he comes to you with a proposition. (NSFW-Enemies to Lovers/Romance/Angst/Breeding/Pregnancy/Reader)

Milton Dammers

Multi-Chapter Works:

🕯️An Unlikely Pair (ONGOING) >>> Dammers & OC Zoey Weston Special Agent turned paranormal private investigator; Milton Dammers has mysteriously risen from the dead (after the events of the film), finding himself in a body bag in the morgue of the Fairwater Medical Center. Dammers has no idea of how he got back just glimpses of a woman dressed in black, haunting his mind. Now years after his mysterious return to physical form, he has continued his investigations into the occult and spiritual disturbances of the quiet town with the help of Frank Banister, who has become an unlikely friend. When one fateful meeting puts Zoey Westin in his path, Milton's life and changes forever. (NSFW-Romance/Angst/Pregnancy/Paranormal/Gore/Violence)

Herbert West

Multi-Chapter Works:

💉Playing God (Coming Soon!) >>> Herbert West & Danielle Cain When Miskatonic University medical student Danielle Cain rents a room to a newly transferred classmate Herbert West, upon his transfer from Switzerland her life turns upside down. Turns out West is a bit of a mad scientist, wanting to create life—at any cost. (NSFW-Angst/Romance/Gore/Violence/Horror/Breeding/Gender-swapped Dan/Semi-canon following)

One Off Works:

The Twinkie Experiment No turning back now, you had already agreed to it. Agreed to whatever it was the dear former Ghostbuster and his newfound friend from Arkham would ask of you. You were more than happy to participate, that was until you took the first step onto the stoop leading to the lab. Only then you hesitated—breath quickening and your nerves firing from all sides. (NSFW-Breeding/Pregnancy/Three-way/Reader)

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fortheloveoflatinum · 4 months

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Damar's Redemption Arc

The best part of DS9 Season 7 was Damar's redemption arc and no one can tell me otherwise.

Here you have this loyal Cardassian solider, probably done some things, seen some things. Killed some innocent people just for the hell of it. He makes a drunken fool of himself all the time, and he's a high-ranking officer who shouldn't be acting that way and he also can't stand what has become of his homeworld, but there is no room for dissent in the Dominion, no room to challenge the Founders and every time he tries to argue with Weyoun, the Vorta shuts him down.

And slowly, he comes around. Pulls himself together. People start to notice. Weyoun notices, and Damar comes to a revelation and defects. And he dies for what he believes in and its beautiful. He falls fighting for the Cardassia he knew, that once-proud empire of his youth that he helped lead astray. And in doing so, he atones, in part, for his sins. It couldn't have ended any other way.

He was the character that I was most devastated when he died - besides Jadzia, of course - because even though you knew it was coming, even though it was the inevitable, logical conclusion, it still hurts. You grow to care for him as a character, see him through a sympathetic lens. Who he could have been. Who he might have been, if he'd been a Federation citizen. Starfleet brings out the best in us all, and I think it would have brought out the best in Damar as well, as it did with Garak, as it does with so many characters.

I kind of want a domestic fic where Damar lives and somehow there's a Weyoun 9 kind of like Weyoun 6 and they all live happily ever after, Garak and Damar bickering like brothers and Julian and Weyoun bonding over their Cardassian mates. It's what I want and maybe it's what I'll write but probably not because who would read it?

#star trek #star trek ds9 #ds9 #fanfic #fanfiction #julian bashir #elim garak #legate damar #damar/weyoun #damar #weyoun 6 #weyoun #weyoun 9 #deep space nine #deep space 9 #star trek: deep space nine #dayoun #ds9 season 7

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saavik2285 · 2 months

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Imagine Weyoun and you together …

… in missionary.

Weyoun took hold of your hands and pressed them tight as he entered you for the first time ever so slowly. You held his gaze the entire time. Holding completely still, the two of you sighed at the sensation of being one.

#weyoun #vorta #imagine weyoun #weyoun imagine #weyoun x reader #fanfic #nc 17 #weyoun x you #my fanfiction

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vickyjona · 9 months

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Imagine Weyoun ready for romance

Weyoun looked at you with a passion that was impossible to describe. “Dance with me,” he said as he locked his eyes with yours. You squeezed his hand feeling him close and the anticipation rise within you. You wanted and loved him more than words could say. You danced for a long while savoring each other’s closeness, hearing each other’s breath.

Placing gentle kisses on his neck you proceeded to open the top of his tunic, revealing his softly furred chest. A sigh escaped his lips as you kissed every spot slowly moving down. Weyoun trembled as he realized what you were about to do. Fumbling with the clasp of his pants, his hands helping you along the way with a certain urgency. Weyoun was incredibly beautiful, you took in the sight of him, hearing him gasping for breath, throwing his head back, looking so wanton. You pleasured him for what seemed like forever, stopping gently as you felt the sensations getting too much to bear.

With short, narrowed breaths he picked you up in one swift move and carried you over to the bed. “Let’s make a baby Weyoun”, he whispered in your ear. He unbuttoned your blouse, struggling with the clasp of your bra, your hands helping him. You moaned as you felt his eyes on you, closing your eyes as Weyoun began to fondle and suck on your breasts, sending tingling sensations straight down. Just as you began to realize he was about to do the same to you, you felt your body trembling. His head rested your hip for a long while, placing gentle kisses there, you felt a tidal wave rushing over you. Without further ado, he pulled your dress down in one swift stroke, spreading your legs apart, burying his head in between. You came in waves one after the other, moaning in pleasure. Weyoun was on the brink of coming and realizing this, he urgently shifted around and with one determined move you felt all of him deep inside, holding completely still, gasping for breath, looking into each other’s eyes. Eventually you wrapped your legs around his waist, eliciting a deep moan from him as he gently began thrusting, so close to coming. Your hands rested on to his shoulders, moving further down his back, stroking lightly over his buttocks. This sent him over the edge, he came so powerfully, sending ripples all through your body. You held him in your arms, loving him so much …

#weyoun #vorta #weyoun x reader #short story #star trek reader insert #star trek #st #fanfic #imagine weyoun #st: ds9 #fanfiction #ds9 weyoun #female reader #smut #weyoun smut

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sercezgazety · 10 months

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Star Trek: Deep Space Nine Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Damar/Weyoun (Star Trek), Damar/Weyoun 7 (Star Trek), Female Founder & Weyoun (Star Trek) Characters: Weyoun (Star Trek), Weyoun 7 (Star Trek), Damar (Star Trek) Additional Tags: vague descriptions of sex, the aliens banging being a metaphor for something else, how novel! how original!, basically plot without porn, Politics Summary:

On behalf of the Dominion, he pulls the Cardassian closer and does his best not to make a face at the stench of kanar.

#weyoun #corat damar #damar #weyoun/damar #ds9 #star trek: deep space nine #star trek: deep space 9 #welp I guess taking a break from writing didn't work out as planned huh #star trek #ds9 fanfic #fanfiction

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unidentifiedprimate · 1 year

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DS9 - Waltz

part 1

#FAKE weyoun #NOT REAL.#dukat's fanfiction weyoun #interesting that he thinks of weyoun as a creepy little imp #love it #also... the lighting in this episode. did it HAVE to be in a dark cave?? INCONSIDERATE TO GIF MAKERS #deep space 9

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eparigon · 3 months

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im working on a canon-divergent au where damar and weyoun 7 defect together teehee come read if you wanna i need more traffic tbh........ but also i wanna share my thoughts w the dayoun consuming world

oh also theres a soundtrack on spotify because im insane okay byee

#au #star trek deep space nine #dayoun #damar and weyoun #fanfiction #idk what else to say

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pooptoucher4000 · 2 years

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Idk when im gonna finish this chapter because ive been working on it for six months but i have the chapter art done and you have to look at the 70s au damar i painstakingly made a functional paper doll for

If you reblog this i kill you

#They dont know I have a 21849148 page weyoun/damar 70s rockstar au fanfiction that ive spent every day for the past year writing

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weyounthevorta-writes · 1 month

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Jeffrey Combs Universe Master List

All of these stories are part of my Jeffrey Combs Universe, a place where we can assume all characters played by Jeffrey Combs are living, have lived, or will live in the same world.

Dinosaur Bob (Love and a .45)

Meeting A Maniac, 17 chapters, Rating: Explicit

Jay Brooks (I Still Know What You Did Last Summer)

Storm Season, One Shot, Rating: Explicit

Weyoun (Star Trek Deep Space Nine)

Damar's Revenge, One Shot, Rating: Mature

#jeffrey combs #dinosaur bob #jay brooks #fanfiction #love and a 45 #jeffrey combs universe #fanfic masterlist #weyoun #star trek deep space 9 #dayoun

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unknownfacelessfanfictions · 1 year

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Star Trek Masterlist Part 4

I know, I know. You could think that I'd be done by now with this. I am not

The Next Generation

Deep Space Nine

Enterprise

Characters:

Jean-Luc Picard

Ezri Dax

Weyoun

Jonathan Archer

Thy'lek Shran

THE FANFICS AS WELL AS THE GIFS DO NOT BELONG TO ME !!!!!! CREDIT TO THE CREATOR!!!!!

Star Trek: The Next Generation

Jean-Luc Picard:

Mistletoe ( by @space-helen )

Captain Picard being flustered around you would include ( by @captainpikeswoman )

Faith ( by @space-helen )

Date Night ( by @writingsfromstarfleet )

Never A Boring Moment ( by @iamthemain-character )

Betazoid Interference ( by @stardate2603 )

Recovery ( by @deepspacedukat )

An officer's duty ( by @thecoffeenebula )

Having children with Picard would include ( by @captainpikeswoman )

La Vie En Rose ( by @to-boldly-nope )

Homely ( by @writingsfromstarfleet )

Hear Me Now ( by @clarkimagines )

A Series of Unfortunate Events with Captain Picard ( by @captainpikeswoman )

Star Trek : Deep Space Nine

Ezri Dax:

I apologize for the lack of fanfiction, but there was barely anything there.

Everything's Okay ( by @cryptidophelia )

First Kiss ( by @starfleetimagines )

Weyoun:

Untouchable ( by @starfleetimagines )

When the Party is Over ( by @tagthetrekkie )

It’s You, Because No One Else Makes Sense ( by @clair-void-ance )

Music to my Ears ( by @make-me-imagine )

“I don’t understand.” ( by @starfleetimagines )

The Brig ( by @poetictrekkie )

first date ( by @randomnessunicorn-imagine )

Troublesome Heart ( by @cardassiansstolebutton )

Folklore ( by @cardassiansstolebutton )

Freedom of press ( by @wolf-in-a-suit )

Being Kiras god-daughter and having a crush on Weyoun ( by @make-me-imagine )

“Why did you take that shot for me?” ( by @starfleetimagines )

Jonathan Archer:

“I thought you were dead.” ( by @starfleetimagines )

Flowers and Secret Beginnings ( by @make-me-imagine )

Getting Together with Jonathan Archer Would Include ( by @planpforpancakes )

Being Captain Archer’s secret spouse would include ( by @captainpikeswoman )

“Denial” ( by @labrats-and-clonetroopers )

We’ll Be Alright ( by @writingsfromstarfleet )

A Captain and His Dog ( by @make-me-imagine ) | Part 1 | | Part 2 |

Sunrise ( by @triptuckers )

“Crush” ( by @rainydaydream-gal18 )

A Fresh Start ( by @cryptidophelia )

“Leave her alone.” ( by @starfleetimagines )

Thy'lek Shran:

The Spectacle(s) ( by @deepspacedukat )

A Series of Unfortunate Events with Shran would include ( by @captainpikeswoman )

The Lift ( by @writingsfromstarfleet )

Blue Boy ( by @starfleetimagines )

Morning ( by @capan-devereaux )

Bashful ( by @deepspacedukat )

Little Things ( by @writingsfromstarfleet )

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dismemberment-on-a-tuesday-night · 2 years

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The universe has gone beautiful

This is a Deep Space Nine fanfiction based around the concept for Lily's SCP-001 proposal though no knowledge of the SCP foundation is needed.

It's a peaceful sort of apocalypse. No screaming, no crying, no bargaining with fate, no time travel, no fighting. Just flowers blooming.

Flowers bloom on every planet, even those which are uninhabitable. They bloom from the decks of every ship and every station. The flowers don't care that they can't grow from steel machinery. The flowers don't care that many of the ships were built for war. They were all so beautiful in the end.

The fighting stops. The Federation and Dominion put down their weapons once and for all. They only have a day left, what's the point I spending it fighting? The ships are recalled and no one says anything. They always had so much to say, but none of that mattered now.

Human, Bajoran, Cardassian, Vorta, Changeling, Trill, Klingon, Jem'Hadar, what did it matter during the end of the universe?

Benjamin Sisko sits in his office gazing down at Bajor. He is their emissary, he always had been. But he can't stop this. Not that he wants to. It is all so peaceful. Well, there's always time for one more game of baseball with Jake. Even if they won't remember it.

Kira Nerys stands overlooking the promenade. She had fought so hard to win it back but facing the end of the universe it just doesn't seem to have mattered. She only wishes Ziyal was with her. She would have loved the flowers.

The O'briens are in their quarters on the station they never meant to live on. Miles' annoyance at the flowers ripping through his station had long since past. Keiko looks under a microscope at a sample of a flower. Even at the microscopic level they were beautiful. Molly lays on the floor coloring the flowers. She gives them faces. Kyrioshi trys to eat one. All is well in the end times.

Jadzia Dax sits with Worf in Quark's. She thinks back to all of her past selves. It was almost fitting to end them all here while the universe is more beautiful than it ever had been. Worf feels no more need for glorious battles in the end. There is no honor he needs to earn. Just a sense of peace holding hands with his wife for the last time.

Quark closes the bar. Oh, he'll let people come in and grab a drink. But in a few hours all of his profit will be destroyed. So why worry? He makes sure that no one knows that he thinks that. Especially not his brother.

Odo leaves without saying goodbye. He doesn't worry about The Founder's war. Instead he just goes back to them to rejoin the link once more before its all gone. The founders welcome him with open, well, not quite arms.

Julian Bashir closes the infirmary. There are no patients, not while the flowers bloom. He decides to have one last lunch with Garak before time ends. He has no more stress about his augmentation. No more animosity towards his parents.

Rom sets up the holodeck so he can have a family picnic with Nog and Leeta. They are a family. An odd one to be sure. But no one thinks about that. Not today. They just sit next to the flowers and chat about the dull everyday sort of things they haven't had time to talk about since the war.

Garak also decides to close shop. There's no point of keeping it going. Not when there are flowers growing through his cloth. He leaves in search of his dear doctor. And, for once, there is no staring and there is no muttering about him. There simply isn't a point in judging others when the universe is coming to an end.

Skrain Dukat relaxes in the warm Cardassian sun. There is no war, there is no occupation, he didn't need to worry. He saw his family again. Some of his last thoughts are spent wondering he'll ever see Ziyal again.

Weyoun sits at the edge of the great link. He had never been allowed so close. It is sprouting with flowers. He closes his eyes and listens. He feels close to holy.

Damar finds a flower growing from his glass of kanar. He leaves it alone. There is no point in drowning his feelings. They don't feel that bad in the end. He goes back to his wife and children. They have one last golden day to spend together.

Joseph Sisko leaves his restaurant and heads for Deep Space Nine. He wants to spend his last day in this universe with his family. There was time, in the end, for one last home cooked meal. Even if his utensils were covered in flowers.

Winn Adami sits in her office. She had spent her life acquiring power, now what? There are no orders left to give. There are no papers left to sign. The flowers are everywhere. She sighs. Perhaps the emissary will no what to do.

Vic Fontaine stands on his stage. No one had bothered to stop by that day. His floor was cracked with flowers. Perhaps a malfunction in the holo matrix or whatever it was called. He sings a song to a holographic crowd in a holographic room. He could stay here forever.

Zek and Ishka sit together staring into the torrential rains of Ferenginar. The rains would usually crush the flowers, but the flowers didn't seem to know that. They share a dish of tube grubs. Ishka knows her sons won't write, not while the flowers bloom.

Brunt sleeps well for the first time in a long time on a flower covered mattress. No profit worth chasing after keep him up. No rivalries keep his mind turning. Tommorow wouldn't come. And he was okay with that.

The Jem'Hadar don't bother with ketracal white. There wasn't time for them to die of lack. They don't bother with killing either. Their ships don't look very threatening with flowers growing from the torpedo bays.

Mila Garak calls her son one last time. They speak for a while. About his childhood, his father, his career. It didn't seem so important now. The flowers don't remember. She smiles at the bittersweet knowledge that the only thing that was ever needed to bring them back together was the end the universe.

Richard and Amsha Bashir also call their son. The hatred that had festered for so long seemed far away. It might as well have belonged to another life. One of the final thing they remember of their son is the sight of him sipping tea with a Caradassian with flowers blooming between them.

So, that got emotional. Thoughts? Questions? I got this idea and wrote it down while I had a horrible fever. I haven't edited it since then. Who knows how it turned out?

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spenglersglasses · 2 months

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I need to commission someone for some needy breedy Weyoun smut and romance 🤔🤔🤔🤔🤔

Anyone have commissions open?

(like to not have to write it myself lol 😅)

#weyoun #ds9 #star trek #star trek deep space nine #star trek ds9 fanfiction #star trek ds9 #star trek fanfic #jeffrey combs

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fortheloveoflatinum · 3 months

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An Oft-Requested Domestic Fic is a Go!

Alright, folx. So I've been away for a hot minute (like a week or two max) and I hear you. You want a post-canon Dayoun & Garashir Domestic!Fic - as per my last post - and I'm going to make it so.

In fact, I've started writing it. I don't quite know how long it'll be but you'll love it.

The first chapter as it is now features tropes such as: body-positivity-champion!Garak, willing-to-spend-all-his-latinum-on-Weyoun!Damar, off-screen-Julian-lamenting-his-partners-work-ethic-but-isn't-he-one-to-talk!Bashir, and mysteriously-absent!Weyoun 9, who will be getting a present in later chapters.

There is also a twist! This is very-soon-post-canon DS9. Damar, Weyoun 9, Garak, and Bashir are all still living on the station. Somehow. It'll be explained later. (Read: I'll figure it out soon.) But - and here is the twist - communications with Cardassia have gone dark. Suspicions are high, and though Garak has proven himself a valuable asset, Damar is an unknown element. Truth be told, none of them feel as welcome as they should. Julian is still missing his best friend, Weyoun 9 has to prove himself to just about everyone, and xenophobic tensions abound.

But it's really only as deep as you wish for it to be - and there will be a happy ending for all! I promise.

Looking forward to letting this fic fly - later on in this week.

Thank you to everyone who commented and let me know they would read such a fic. You have them to thank for its existence. Truly!

#star trek #star trek ds9 #ds9 #fanfic #fanfiction #julian bashir #elim garak #legate damar #damar/weyoun #damar #weyoun 6 #weyoun #weyoun 9 #deep space nine #deep space 9 #star trek: deep space nine #dayoun #ds9 season 7 #garashir

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deepspacedukat · 2 years

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Hey😄 how are you doing friend? 😋I hope you are well.☺️ I just wanted to drop by real quick in between studying for finals and say I absolutely loved the latest update of your Weyoun and half changling oc story! I am absolutely hooked and in love with the concept and everything you’ve written so far! 💙 it’s really good! It broke my heart during the part weyoun blamed himself that she couldn’t ever go back home you write it in an emotionally moving way, I applaud you! I also really enjoyed the part where she had weyoun stay and cuddle her to sleep! 😂 thanks a lot by the way I never realized I wanted or needed a vorta cuddle Buddy til now and it’s all your fault 😂🤣.

Omg hey friend! I'm doing really well tonight, and I hope you are too! I hope your finals go well!!

Aww, thank you so much! I’m so glad you’re enjoying it so far! When I wrote the sleepy cuddles part, I was just in a really soft mood. And I’m very honored to be the instigator of desires for a Vorta Cuddle Buddy! Welcome to the club lol 😂

This is likely going to end up being the longest fanfiction I’ve ever written, so hopefully it’ll keep your attention for the remainder of its parts!

#deepspacedukat asks #azorastarr #thank you fren

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ao3feed-ds9 · 2 months

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Captive Heart

https://ift.tt/CxYAXVs by CriFree_FTW A missing moment from "Bound to the Vorta". Ezri spends another night with Weyoun - a night filled with seduction and loss of control... Words: 4464, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Series: Part 2 of Weyoun and Ezri Fandoms: Star Trek: Deep Space Nine Rating: Explicit Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Categories: F/M Relationships: Ezri Dax/Weyoun Additional Tags: Inspired by Fanfiction, During Canon, Extremely Dubious Consent, Forced Marriage in the Making, Tears, manipulation maybe, Hurt/Comfort, Pubic Hair, Do NOT copy to another website, no reposting, Dominion War (Star Trek), Interspecies Relationship(s), Unresolved Romantic Tension, Missing Scene, Courting Rituals, Engagement, Wedding Rings, Marriage of Convenience, Guilty Pleasures, Heartwrenching, Seduction

#Star Trek #DS9 #Deep Space Nine #Star Trek DS9 #ao3feed #fanfic

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starfleetimagines · 2 years

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Weyoun - Untouchable

Pairing: Weyoun 6 x gender-neutral reader Word count: About 1k Notes/warnings: This is a blend of two requests from two anons - one requesting a fic based on the word untouchable, and the other based on "I need you". As for warnings, I guess sickness and angst.

Tag list: @space-helen, @mrs-l-mccoy, @geordisoong, @wraith-queen-todd, @shroedingershund - if you want to be added to or removed from a tag list, please lmk! Also, if you're on a tag list and have changed your URL, please lmk that too so I can update it accordingly

You reached out to the forcefield that separated you from your love. “I just want to touch you. Just… feel you here with me.”

Weyoun looked at you sadly. He, too, reached for the forcefield, fingers brushing against its energy for a moment. “I know, my dear, but I cannot touch you. Not without infecting you.”

Tears burned in the back of your throat. “I need you, love. I miss you so much.”

His own eyes glistened. You knew he hated seeing you cry. “Soon,” he promised. “This’ll be over soon.”

You looked over your shoulder to where Doctor Bashir was lingering. “How soon?”

Julian shook his head slowly. “I don’t know for sure. It could be days, could be weeks. We still haven’t been able to isolate the protein of this virus. It keeps mutating just as we think we’re close to a cure. I am sorry.”

“It’s been two months!” you snapped. You shook your head quickly and took in a deep breath. “I’m sorry, Julian. I know you’re doing your best.”

He offered you a slight smile. “Just hang on a little longer.”

You nodded slightly and looked back to the sad Vorta sitting on a biobed, alone. It was where he’d been for the last nine weeks. After the war ended, Weyoun was offered a commission with the Bajoran government as an assistant strategical officer. He’d been on an away mission, tentatively exploring sections of the Gamma Quadrant for signs of Dominion activity, when he’d picked up a pathogen on a planet’s surface. No one else had been infected, luckily, but Weyoun had come back to the station ill.

Weyoun had had mild symptoms, though Julian said those could quickly change if he didn’t find a cure. Nine weeks later, Weyoun was still suffering from relatively mild symptoms—fever, chills, fatigue, and a surprising lack of appetite. Due to the virus's constant mutation, there was no way anyone could come into direct contact with him without risking infection. So Weyoun had to isolate in a containment field, just waiting for Doctor Bashir to find a cure.

“Forget about all that,” Weyoun said quietly. “Tell me about your day.”

You sat on the chair Julian had kept next to Weyoun’s containment field for you and sighed. You began recounting parts of your day to him, trying your best to make routine tasks sound exciting.

Weyoun settled down on his biobed and watched as you spoke. A soft smile played on his lips, despite the circumstances. It had become somewhat of a routine for the two of you. When you weren’t working, you spent your time in sickbay with Weyoun. You’d tell him about your day, read to him, and play games like chess and checkers—ones that you could move his pieces for him.

But it wasn’t the same. None of this was the same, nor was it what it should be. You and Weyoun had just decided to move in together and had begun that new journey of your relationship. You’d also finally started to recover mentally from the war and feel at peace with life again. It was all falling into place.

For now, though, this fractured way of life would have to be enough. You held your hands in your lap, fingers twitching with the overwhelming urge to reach out to him. But he was just out of reach.

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The next week, you rushed down the hallway of the promenade, earning confused stares as you went. Odo even scolded you about running on the promenade, but you just told him to bite you and kept going.

You entered sickbay, ready to see your love violently ill or, worse, dying. Julian had called you, telling you to come down to sickbay immediately. He would not tell you why, and that worried you deeply.

But as you stepped through the doors of sickbay, you saw Weyoun standing next to Julian, alive and well. And out of the forcefield.

You stopped dead in your tracks, eyes wide, and gasped.

“Hello, my love,” Weyoun said softly.

You opened your mouth to speak, but shock held your tongue in place.

“I synthesized the vaccine this morning,” Julian told you, smiling widely. “I wanted to make sure it worked and that there were no side effects before calling you down. But… he is completely cured.”

You glanced to Julian. “He—he’s cured?”

“I am.” Weyoun smiled widely and reached out his hands to you as he stepped closer.

Emotions overwhelmed you. A sob caught in your throat and you ran to him. You crashed into him, holding him as close as possible. Weyoun wrapped his arms securely around your waist.

You nuzzled your face against the crook of his neck, instantly comforted by his scent.

“Thank you, Julian,” you mumbled. “Thank you.”

“Of course,” he replied. “I’ll give you two some privacy.”

You and Weyoun stood there for a few minutes, neither speaking. Your arms clung to him for dear life, as if letting him go would mean another two months without him. Weyoun’s hold on you was just as tight, and you knew the next little while would be an adjustment period; wanting to touch each other and be near each other at all times, as if to make up for lost time.

As you stood there, Weyoun’s arms around you and your bodies pressed against one another, you felt pure and utter relief wash over you. Life was back to what it should be. You murmured an “I love you”, voice muffled by Weyoun’s shirt and neck.

He ran his hand up and down your back slowly. “I love you, as well, my dear Y/N.”

You smiled widely. You never wanted to leave his arms, and you never wanted to be apart from him again. Perhaps moving in with one another isn’t the only next step on the horizon for you two.

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