#astcriism

[mvncesa]

“That’s a lot of food, bud.” Julian should know better than to judge costumers. Sat off on one side of the counter, he hoped down in order to actually ring up the purchase for him. “I’m assuming that you’re sharing with someone.” / sc. - @astcriism​

[buhkleyx]

     (  imessage  :  h. han.  )   you saw me three hours ago      (  imessage  :  h. han.  )   is that code for ‘can we make out in the back of an ambulance on your lunch break’ because i’m going in thirty minutes if you want to come say hi

   @astcriism   –––––––   [TEXT] I miss you. // howie 

[astraldestiny]

➝ @astcriism​​​​​​​​​ said: [touch prompt] for luck // kirk @ georgiou

   She had seen a lot of young people get their first command, she had mentored some of them herself and she always felt a certain PRIDE when she got to see these people succeed, see the new generation of starfleet’s best take their spot among the stars and she was always especially grateful when she got to meet up with former cadets, seeing how well they did now. She couldn’t hide the smile on her face as she entered the bridge, recognising a few faces and hearing the all too familiar noises of a busy bridge. It had been a WHILE since she had actually been out here, on a ship, with a crew under her command. Well, technically the crew was under Kirk’s command but she was happy enough to tag along and offer her tactical and diplomatic skills whenever needed.

   “ I have to admit it’s good to be on a ship again. ” Especially one she could call FAMILIAR, one that she was glad to see passed on to someone she believed to be so capable of doing the ship justice. As she moved to greet the captain, certainly a face she remembered, she couldn’t help but put her hand on his shoulder, giving him an encouraging and proud nod. “ Well, captain, I’m looking forward to working with you on this mission. The Enterprise needs people like you. ”

[0030060]

"Nicky, please," Charmaine insisted. "Checking on him again isn't going to work. Joe's Immortality is gone. The wound is going to need time to heal. More time than before. I can't imagine how much this is hurting you but we need to keep our heads. Once we're out of here, you can take him Malta to live into old age. But we're not there yet. Please. We've lost Andy, we're losing Joe. You need to step up and be the leader here."

          breaking mine and nicky’s heart | nicky.

     He was as pale as a corpse and the dark circles under his eyes were even more prominent. When Charmaine spoke to him he barely reacted, not even with a simple blinking of his eyes. As if the words flew right by him or that he hadn't heard her speak at all. This new reality had hit him hard, and in fact, it hadn't settled with him yet. He didn't, or rather couldn't, understand that it was happening. That Yusuf Al-Kaysani was going to die and not wake up again. The pain in his chest was an aching that made him anxious and restless. He couldn't stop this, not his own grief or the loss of the man that meant everything to him.

          "I need to see him."  There was an attempt at being calm and quiet, the way he was most of the time, but the trembling in his voice was unmistakable. Almost like the sound of a plea, because they were words he had repeated in the last twelve hours. He had been to see Joseph as much as he could be, then been guided out of the room only to return again to make sure that Joseph was still breathing. When Charmaine told him to be the leader he wanted to yell at her. A glare in his eyes was all he ended up pointing at her. How could she tell him to pull it together at a time like this? Even if she was right, he had no interest in what was right. The man he was losing was the very reason he had decided to be a better man, every day since his wrongdoings in the eleventh century.  "Don't say that, don't you speak like he is already gone. I can't ... I won't."

Nicky pushed his way passed Charmaine, for once not caring about whether he came across as demeaning. Somewhere in his mind, he knew that he should do as she asked of him. He even knew that Joseph might tell him the same that she was, but he still couldn't help but let his selfish desires take over. Didn't they understand that he was nothing without the man he loved? That he was a brutal fighter with no hope and who killed anybody without caring about their background. Because of Yusuf Al-Kaysani he was a better man and what was he going to become now that he was losing him? On his way to Joe's bed and some distance between him and Charmaine, it was impossible to keep his emotions in check. As the pain in his chest grew harder to handle, silent tears rolled down his cheeks.

[ghostofaformerself-archive]

JEMMA SIMMONS / @astcriism​ tapped the heart

     BROWS CREASE AND SHE NEEDS TO STOP FOR A MOMENT. gaze shifts to the other woman and a hand is held up in a gesture indicating for jemma to slow down second. ❝i’m going to need you to say that again, just a little slower.❞

     normally she picks things up pretty quickly, but this isn’t quite registering the same so she just needs a chance to catch up. bad guys? dangerous situations? murder? mayhem? that’s all in her wheelhouse. this? not so much.

[chicagosfincst-a]

@astcriism​​ 𝙰𝚂𝙺𝙴𝙳  ‘  just let me help you.  ‘ from chim!

the captain walking towards the truck to leave the firehouse so he can go straight to a construction job. he was asking around if anyone wanted some extra money and help him. but nobody was budging. it’s not like he needed the help, but the owners were pressuring him to get the job done by the end of next week and he still had ALOT to do. he turned around when he heard chim volunteer. ❛ you want to help? why not. hop in the truck.  ❜  

[leadfire]

THERE IS A LOOK OF DISBELIEF. THOUGH, BOBBY SHOULDN'T REALLY BE SURPRISED.  A LOT OF THINGS HAPPENED BEFORE HE BECAME CAPTAIN   of   firehouse   118.   he   looks   to   chimney,   brow   raised.   “you’re telling me you’ve seen something like this before?”

                                                                @astcriism​ ( howie )  |  starter call

[fbiartist]

@astcriism​ liked for a starter.

“We need to talk about this.” Once she got him alone. And that was much more difficult said than done. He was the Captain of this ship and she was more or less a by commission crew member.  She wasn’t even wearing a uniform. Ziva visibly relaxed when the door shut and made a little gesture between the two of them. Sure, it felt like her soul was relaxing into her bones when she finally met him. When she stopped fighting the urge to come to him. His thoughts echoing alongside her’s. “It’s unethical for your soulmate to be a subordinate of yours.” 

Her head cocked to the side, “I think I should find another ship for transport when we dock at the next starbase.” Though there was a part of her that screamed and retched at the idea. According to her moms, to every Betazoid she’d ever met--soulmates were magnets. Dual planets that danced and orbited with eachother around the same sun. But they had to remain professional. At least, with this.