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HAPPY BIRTHDAY REG

it’s Reg’s birthday! feel free to send love ( accepting // @rikerleantm )

[ofgoodconscience]

💗 CUDDLE WILL PLS

send 💗 to cuddle my muse

One of the benefits to dating your first officer is you’re both acutely aware of any work related issues going on. And for Jean-Luc, that means knowing when Will’s had a rough day. The pair retreat back to the Captain’s quarters, and after making tea, Jean-Luc joins Will on the couch. He simply wraps his arms around the other and holds him close, running his fingers through Will’s hair. There’s no need for words -- their closeness has always been enough. 

[ofgoodconscience]

@rikerleantm​ // another fucking meme continuation 

Perhaps keeping personal feelings out of the mix would be a good idea, but Picard knows that when there’s difficult news to break, sometimes informality makes it easier. Still, he wastes absolutely no time jumping right into his explanation. Keeping Will hanging, withholding the information, none of it will CHANGE what he’s about to say.

“Will, there’s been an incident on Deep Space Nine, regarding the U.S.S. Defiant.” He sits, gesturing for Will to do the same. “It was captured by the Maquis -- led by your... by TOM.” He exhales, the truth out in the open now. “He seemed to have been posing as you in order to gain the trust of the officers on the station, and gain access to the ship.” 

“He’s been APPREHENDED. Sentenced to life in a Cardassian labor camp -- I’m sorry.” He hates every word he’s saying. He can’t imagine what Will must be feeling. “This isn’t easy news to break.”

[ofgoodconscience]

@rikerleantm another thing continued from an awful thing

Logically, of course, he knows Will is right. This mission has gone terribly wrong on all accounts. Much to the chagrin of the few others on the away team, the two of them are now the only ones left on the planet’s surface. He’s running out of time to leave -- the others have already gone to the beam-out location, leaving Jean-Luc to crouch next to Will on the ground. With no one else around, he can allow himself to be vulnerable.

And in this case, a little unprofessional.

“Don’t be absurd,” he says firmly, picking up one of Will’s hands in his own. “We are not leaving without you.” Or rather, he knows Data wouldn’t leave without him. If it were only Will alone down here, the situation might be different. But the crew would never take the ship and leave without First Officer and Captain. Not to mention that Pris would likely murder anyone to tried. “The ship is safe in orbit. Someone else can -- can beam down, when it’s safer, they’ll find us, we’ll get you to the location locks.” He looks firmly at Will -- the man he loves -- with an expression that makes it clear his mind is made up. “I will not leave you here.”

[ofgoodconscience]

i love picard because he's honest and good and just ?? the Best captain. ( ic or ooc ?? the world may never know )

every day is captain picard day on this blog

Honestly yeah same. Best Captain. Also best person. He’d disagree but it’s true.

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rikerleantm replied to your post: um but also ?? if you're up for it, will should be...

THIS IS SO BEAUTIFUL WHAT THE FUCK

literally me whenever u write anything so????

[storiescrafted2]

um but also ?? if you're up for it, will should be Soft & give his lil bro tom a kiss on the head or smth js

he waits. waits ‘til his brother’s finally fallen asleep,  fitful as it may be   (   though will can’t help but sit and wish for the sweetest of dreams to fill the head of the one most dear to him   ).  

surprisingly,  even to himself,  he keeps waiting.  waits,  and tells himself that he only needs another ten minutes,  then he’ll go.     

                       ten   minutes   pass,    then    ten    more,    and     ten     more.   

and will isn’t quite sure what force is so magnetic that it keeps him from leaving.  maybe it’s love.  maybe there really is something to all those stories about inexplicable connections between twins.  the sort that confound science.   

all he knows,  is that his brother hurts,  and in turn;  it hurts him.  so he can’t leave.  whatever  this strange,  unknowable force might be,  will isn’t going to question it now. 

there are some things that are simply  more  powerful  than questions.  some moments,  and feelings,  that transcend the need for answers.

for a long time,  will simply watches as tom sleeps.  longer than he intends.  until he finally feels his own eyes begin to droop.  it’s only then that a soft smile eases onto his face,  and tired as he may be,  lips press gently to his brother’s forehead.  the amount of pressure is calculated  ---  not enough to wake the other,  but maybe just enough that he’ll know his brother’s there.  that he hadn’t left until he himself had felt sleep begin to overtake him.

“i’ll see you in the morning.  first thing,”   he mutters,  before standing,  readjusting his uniform,  and walking to the door.   with one last glance over his shoulder,  smile still present on his lips,  will finally leaves  ---  hoping things might be easier when they both wake,  somehow.   

first five get kisses   ╎   @rikerleantm   ╎   accepting eternally tbh!

[loretm-a]

throws  this  at  u  /  @rikerleantm,  tom

          ❝  well  you  look  downright  miserable,  tommy  boy.  care  to  explain  the  situation  over  a  whiskey?  ❞