#ektal

"What'd I do this time? Anything in particular, or just existing?"

the west wing, 20 hours in america,sentence starter meme.

"So," he says, expression remaining flat in a way that in itself is enough to suggest that the scientist is less than pleased. He isn't mad, and he isn't irritated, but he is...disgruntled. There have been quite a few adjustments he's had to make already, and working under someone is by far the one that's been hardest. He is no longer head of anything, no longer a man with any unique placement, but is now simply one of many. That never has been something he's been good at. He isn't sure whether it's better or worse that the one he's meant to be under is Spock. "I report to you, now?"

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/tmp1U2H by Ektal Castiel is now human and lives with the Winchesters in the bunker. One morning Dean makes him an offer and Castiel almost can't believe his ears. It's too good to be true. But are Dean and Castiel on the same page? Words: 1458, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English Fandoms: Supernatural (TV 2005) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Categories: M/M Characters: Castiel (Supernatural), Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester Relationships: Castiel/Dean Winchester Additional Tags: Human Castiel (Supernatural), Other Additional Tags to Be Added read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/tmp1U2H

it feels like he's been stabbed — like someone stuck a knife in each of his hearts and starts to twist. it's not that he's never explained what happened as a result of THE GREAT TIME WAR — perhaps it's that the weight of what he's done starts to sink again, making a home on his head and shoulders and back and hands and fingers and feet and knees. he is the last, the very last. suddenly, the usually very happy man becomes solemn, hands clasping together and forearms resting on his knees. “ all of them. ” he says quietly, gaze focused in front of him. “ i'm the only one left. it's terribly burdensome. ” he speaks after some pause, hands pushing on his knees as he stands and turns to look at spock. has this science guy ever heard of gallifrey? did this FEDERATION know it existed? “ the whole planet and the people that were on it are gone. i did a horrible thing, and i am paying the price for it. AND THAT'S ALL I'LL GO INTO IT. ”

something jim admired about spock was his determination. right now, it annoyed him. this mess was something no one could have predicted, it left him with half a department and jim couldn't help but feel some GUILT. they were alive, at least, but left behind on a planet. collecting soil and rock samples! the enterprise remained stationed above the planet, ready to beam the crew up and leave at any given moment. he didn't think spock was going to continue doing the work of the whole team, and that was his fault. “ COME ON, SPOCK. this is, like, five people's work at least. i can help with something. ” he puts his hands on his hips, eyebrow raised. “ i can scribe, or something. or sort things. come on, let me help! ”