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“I’ll be monitoring your frequency.”
Kira + being savage ( to Dukat ), in Ties of Blood and Water
close friends.
Anyone else find Ben Sisko’s laugh ridiculously cute? It’s always unexpected, and unexpectedly high-pitched, and the opposite of his usual demeanor, like he’s too tickled to keep up even a *trace* of his captainly gravity.
Deanna Troi in the center chair (Star Trek: Nemesis)
“To Henry Archer’s engine!”
quantumstarpaths:
He hated that he woke Hugh, but he was glad to have him there. Glad to have gentle kisses pressed against his face and soft reassurances in his ear. He needed it, he needed to anchor himself to what was real. He was there, and so was Hugh. Hugh was always there, and that meant that no matter what happened, he was safe. He grabbed the other’s free hand, holding it tightly. (Hopefully not too tightly, but he needed it. He needed him.) He was on the Discovery with Hugh, nowhere else. Hugh wasn’t a dream, he couldn’t be, and even if he was—this was where he wanted to be. Even if he woke up to that place, even if this wasn’t real— But it was. It was. It had to be. (If it wasn’t, oh God, if it wasn’t—)
He leaned forward, letting out a heavy, shaky breath, resting his face in his hand and taking a moment to focus only on the feeling of Hugh’s hand on his back. It was calming, or as close to calming as anything could be when trying to come back from everything he saw. Everything he kept seeing AGAIN and AGAIN— He raised his head. What did you see? He looked at Hugh, silent for a moment, sadness and fear etched into his features. How could he tell him what he saw without worrying him? Without bringing him into whatever this was? He wanted to tell him everything, but he couldn’t.
“I—” he looked ahead—away from Hugh—running a hand through his hair and letting out a sigh. “The, uh—the Glenn.” The lie burned his way from his brain to his mouth, and then it was said. It wasn’t entirely untrue, and that was something he could hold onto. Just for now. He could feel guilty about it later. He would. Just—later.
It was rare for Paul to be so consumed in such FEAR, especially from something like a nightmare. Then again, Hugh was aware that Pual wasn’t the only one who was struggling with such things -- the majority of the crew, at some point, had come to him with insomnia and night terrors. Panicked, shaking officers rushing into sickbay at two the morning because they couldn’t get a grip on what was happening to them. It was hard to stomach... Hugh wasn’t a psychologist, and there was only so much his training could do.
He couldn’t do enough.
“I’m sorry” he murmured, his hand continuing its slow circles on Paul’s back. There seemed to be more behind Paul’s fear, in just how wide his eyes were; Hugh’s gut had a habit of being right, and something about this was OFF. But he wasn’t about to confront that kind of issue at a moment like this... Paul needed comfort, whether or not he told Hugh what was TRULY bothering him.
“I saw the reports from the Glenn... it was a nightmare” he kisses Paul’s temple, his hand stopping its movement at the base of Paul’s neck, fingers fidgeting with the short hairs there. “But none of that was your fault... and I think Straal would be proud of what you’ve been able to do, sweetheart. You’ve taken his research and made something amazing out of it... it’s sad he isn’t here, but at least his memory lives on in us, right?”
I love feeling feelings. | Star Trek Discovery
