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indie space-themed multimuse rp selective. multi-ship / multi-verse logged by theo
i know i am celestial. but god, even stars die.
varietatis:
WELL, JAMES could officially say he didn’t want to leave him behind. With how thin he was, it didn’t matter how much he ate from now on, the food would still be get reduced and he’d eventually die. And yes, he would be selfish, but he didn’t want to let himself die. The older man had been thinking about it for a while now: bringing him in. But it was a surprise that the younger him actually asked him about it.
How would Spock and Bones react, that was a mystery. How would time and space react was even more of a mystery… but he couldn’t leave Jim there. He knew how losing a kid felt, and he couldn’t go through it again. He wouldn’t add another death to his shoulders.
“ As I said, it might not work… ” James sat down next to the young man. “ … but it’s worth trying. We were gonna die anyway here, right? Why not try to escape? ”
RELIEF. That was the first identifiable sensation that Jim was able to grasp. The older man was willing to help him escape -- something that the blond had been trying to get together for weeks but without success. But now, he had the opportunity to run, to get away and not be lieft on Tarsus to die. “Anything is better than here” he whispered, leaning over and practically getting onto the other’s lap for a hug.
“I’ll do whatever it takes... we can even leave tonight. Why wait for something else to happen?”
… Let’s see what’s out there …
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spacehated:
‘my idea of fun sure as hell doesn’t include free-swimmin’ in a deep, dark body of water with alien fish, jim. the only alien fish i can tolerate are either real far away or dead on my plate, and i’m still on the fence about andorian eel stew.’
“bones, it’s a reef -- it’s like... twenty feet deep, tops. and we’re gonna have breathing gear and a guide and everything. it’ll be super fun -- pavel’s going, and i’m pretty sure he’s gonna try and get sulu to come too ... ... stay away from the stew, though. it’s a real unappealing color.”
worserthoughts:
[ text ; honey boo boo ] alright, alright, so there are parks in New York. I get it. [ text ; honey boo boo ] I love you too. but there’s more to it than that. [ text ; honey boo boo ] maybe we can work this out.
[ heart eyes, motherfucker ] do... do you not want to stay together, michael? is that what it is?
[ heart eyes, motherfucker ] i know that i’m not always the best person to be around but... i thought this was something we both wanted to last.
[ heart eyes, motherfucker ] please don’t leave me.
uglyinnocent:
❝ …. but i have seen images of you with your shirt ripped on other occasions. it seems to happen quite often for an accident. … not that i am accusing you of being DISHONEST !! it is just fascinating. ❞
“well... you’ve got me there. my uniforms don’t really stay together all that often, no. but it isn’t for any... ritualistic reason, it just happens. i’m not paying attention, i suppose. excuse me for asking, but... what are your antennae used for? i’ve only seen one other species with them, and uh... they were blue-skinned.”
strap in motherfuckers, we’re gonna go at this at MAXIMUM WARP. so, you probably know me as the either the genius-level-repeat-offender from iowa OR the blond idiot who beat the kobayashi maru and turned starfleet on its head. and i definitely did that – thank you very much – and i’m up to WAY more shenanigans than you even know about. starfleet is up to some top-secret shit, and i’m smack dab in the middle of it. SO, wanna join me? let’s boldly go, bitches.
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First Date
thefleetsfinest:
There was honestly a part of Leonard that was almost afraid to let go of the other, afraid that this moment would be fully broken. Sure he knew realistically it had to come to an end, but that didn’t mean he wanted it to. If he could find a way to just hold Jim in his arms forever, he probably would do it. The whole thought was odd to him, never once had he thought he could ever be so attached to someone again.
He was relieved when the other seemed to agree to his idea on how to spend the rest of their night. Leonard honestly didn’t know what he would do if the other had said no, well other than accept the rejection. He had never been one to try and force someone into something they didn’t want to do, unless it was a medical procedure, and the person was being a certified dumbass, but that was something else entirely. Leonard managed to effectively snap himself out of his thoughts when Jim moved away enough and took his hand. He took a deep breath before unlocking his car, and moving to open the passenger door for Jim.
“Well lucky for you, I’ve mastered the art of driving with one hand.”
“Good.”
Jim smiled, letting go of the other so he could get into the car -- he liked having the other close, and the blond wasn’t shy about showing his affection. It was new to him, because in the past his rather clingy nature had been seen as more offputting than anything else -- but with Leo, he felt significantly more comfortable. It showed in the smile that wasn’t able to be wiped off of his face. He buckled his seatbelt, hand fidgeting with his shirt.
Jim hoped that Leonard wasn’t going to get sick of him.
“-- you’ve got really pretty eyes” he mumbled, noticing how the sunlight hit Leonard’s eyes, making them glow and almost look gold. “The sun makes them light up.”
what gets 2 me:
soft , gentle gasps after not being touched in a long time (◡‿◡✿) little spasms where hands glide bc the yearning (◡‿◡✿) back arching from teases bc the aching for relief (◡‿◡✿) quickly switching positions and takin control bc impatient (◕‿◕✿)!!!!!!!!!
worserthoughts:
[ text ; honey boo boo ] I know, I get it. I just never saw NYC as a part of my life. [ text ; honey boo boo ] it’s so big, so concrete and cold. even London has parks. [ text ; honey boo boo ] just…a lot to be considered.
[ heart eyes, motherfucker ] New York has parks -- lots of them. Central Park, Battery Park... they’re around.
[ heart eyes, motherfucker ] I don’t want to leave you behind... you’re important to me, Michael. You know that?
[ heart eyes, motherfucker ] I love you.
sarkisms:
I…
Wait, where was he going? Madi furrows his brow and scrunches up tighter, going uncomfortably quiet for a few moments too long.
… Ah dunno anymore, ‘m… Ah think Ah got lost, an’…
There’s a soft whine leaking out of the back of his throat, and the little one ducks his head slightly again, flustered and afraid to meet Jim’s gaze.
Jim made a soft, assuring sound -- he was gently hushing the small kid in his arms, a hand getting lost in the bed of curls that was tucked in near his chin. He frowned softly, hugging the kid close; Jim didn't think he’d ever seen a kid so worked up and upset.
‘s okay, buddy. How about we go somewhere quiet, okay? We can try and find out where your parents went.
captainnextweek:
[ Kirk, James T. ] You have no idea what I’m into, Kirk.
[ Kirk, James T. ] A Reed always is prepared.
That last thing was something his grandfather had told him, something learned from the NX-01 armoury officer, Malcolm’s own great-grandfather. Malcolm chuckled and looked at the other, nudging him softly. The lecture looked like it was going to end soon, so he figured they could probably start whispering and holding a real conversation like most of the other students already had. “So, should we pick up lunch and coffee before we go to the library?”
“A Reed is always prepared” he repeated softly, a smirk of complete amusement on his lips. The words were uttered in kindness, a delightful bit of humor in his tone. Jim kept his PADD propped on his knee, one ear still on the instructor, the other trained on Malcolm. A clever grin lingered on his lis as he kept whispering.
“That sounds great -- I’m hungry, and I think the cafeteria has Chinese food today.”
sergeantstardust:
Why did he always have to do that thing where he barely wore any clothes even though it was freezing cold outside? Sure the temperature was perfectly fine inside of the small place they shared but still ———— eyes up, Jyn. Doing her best not to blush she offered a simple warm smile as she shook her head politely declining his offer. ❝Don’t worry. I had some earlier,❞ Which directly implied she’d been up and about for quite some time in spite of the crazy early hours. ❝I couldn’t sleep.❞ Jyn felt like she needed to explain but the rest of her reasons were left unsaid. She knew Jim would understand, he had nightmares too.
once jim had a glass for himself, he sat next to jyn -- his arm wrapped around her shoulders instinctually, tugging her closer. he smiled, the expression wavered -- he knew full well why she couldn’t sleep; it went without saying, and when he realized that he hugged jyn a little tighter. “yeah, I get that” he assured softly, nose brushing against her cheek. jim tempted a kiss to jyn’s cheek, the touch incredibly soft. “ -- wanna talk about it?”
spacehated:
‘oh — no sir-ee. no more underwater excursions for me, thanks. it took twenty minutes to get into the wetsuit the last time!’ * @astrcnautical / sc. !
“oh c’mon -- it’d be fun! there’s huge coral reefs with native fish and other little creatures. it’ll be like snorkeling. you should go.”
forceprotected:
he could almost FEEL the confusion in the stranger’s voice. Was he not familiar with his surroundings? With this planet? JEDHA. Chirrut raised an eyebrow, unfocused eyes trying to find position where the man stood. ❝I LIVE here, does that make me enough of an expert to be of help?❞ he questioned, slight HUMOROUS tone lacing his voice. ❝I know this planet like I know my left pocket❞
“-- maybe” he replied with a curious smile, choosing to sit next to the man. it was then that jim noticed his eyes -- there was no comment to be made, but jim was a bit curious how he’d been spotted from across the street. “then would you know a way off of this planet?” jim kept his voice low, brow quirked in question, hands fidgeting in his pockets. “you knew i wasn’t supposed to be here... how?”