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hikaru sulu of star trek.

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punch it ! - he1msman is a private, selective, sporadic activity, and indie roleplay blog for hikaru sulu based in the aos star trek timeline with personal headcanons and interpretation from mixed media. you can call me olivia and i'm over 25. this blog is 21+. i'm real slow to respond to things and often times pop on every few months. if that doesn't deter you, feel free to drop a meme or like a starter call. this blog uses beta editor.

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A queue based and low activity writing blog for Hikaru Sulu inspired by the AOS Trek timeline. Heavily headcanon based. Written by Olivia. 21+.

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I love Sulu with my whole heart, but he is one of the hardest muses I've ever written.

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Trying to find a new psd and template is not bearing fruit and thus annoying...

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The urge to delete everything and start fresh is strong.

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Small one-liner?

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"I am wearing three layers and I'm still cold."

A BRIGHT GRIN. ONE NORMALLY reserved for after hours and off shift, forms on his mouth. Hikaru laughs, head falling back. He shoves his hands further into his parka as they walk down a snow drenched street.

"I was never a fan of snow and winter. Snow is fun to look at, but I hate living in it." Though nothing compares to the cold of space. "Maybe we should buy you warming cloves. Or a heated coat. Think that will help?"

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"I bought you a scarf."

TRUTH BE TOLD, SULU DIDN'T know that he and Maeve had reach that level of friendship. They cooed over their love of botany, engaged in enlightening conversations about their respective fields and their shared topic but Hikaru couldn't escape the sting of guilt at not having bought her anything.

"Oh," he says, reaching for the simple box. He recognizes the logo from their recent stop on Starbase 12.

Smiling, Sulu opens the lid and pulls out the beautiful, cobalt blue scarf. The texture soft against his pads. It looks warm.

Swinging it around his shoulders, the helmsman grins again. "This is great. Thank you. I'm sorry..." A light blush dusted his cheeks. "I didn't get you anything."

[fatalhymn]

While Amelia usually has a deep respect for Hikaru's intelligence, and skills of observation, right now, she curses them while they work against her. Her smile does not budge, remaining at ease, unperturbed, despite the way the vein in her forehead wants to twitch.

❝ What ? No ! ❞ She blows air through pursed lips, rolling her eyes. ❝ That's crazy. It doesn't matter. ❞ Amelia attempts to brush it off, taking a step closer and wiggling her pinky. ❝ C'mon, Hikaru. You're gonna get wrinkles if you keep making that face. ❞

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CHILDHOOD PROMISES, SEALED WITH the bend of a pinkie, meant the world in the younger years. It was as serious as you could get when making a promise with your best friend or your parents. Now, as an adult, they seem to hold little sway. But Hikaru is superstitious and isn't sure if he should make a 'swear' with Amelia. It ruffles his feathers. "I dunno," eyes narrow. "I'm not in the habit of making swears. Those bite you in the ass."

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silence stretches as he stares at her, making her aware of each pass of his eyes across her features, expectation rising inside her chest for something she can't name, but can feel it on her skin. lips quirk in a matching smile, soft laughter bubbling out of her lips when he offers her a compliment, bashful and eager for more, fingers immediately curling around his elbow.

the thirteenth hour was shaping up to be an addictive experience.

❛⠀ and if we can't find that, breakfast,⠀ ❜⠀ she says, eyes twinkling. ❛⠀ but, really, we should find a way out of this.⠀ ❜⠀if only, and for the sole reason, that she liked it too much. ❛⠀ we should start downstairs, and then work our way from where we started last night. mom's rules: if you ever lose something, retrace your steps.⠀ ❜

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THEY STRIDE TO THE DOOR, quiet humming vibrating Hikaru's lips. With a wave of his hand, they leave their quarters and step into an opulent hall. Only fitting for the room they just departed. Sulu swings his head left and right, searching for a turbolift to bring them down to the ground floor. As they pause and wait, the helmsman tries to recall their night's events.

"You don't suppose Kirk or Chekov are playing a prank on us, do you?" His brows lift, brown eyes visible in totality. When the turbo pings, Sulu's features smooth as they step inside. "Or were we just drunk and unaware of local customs?" The latter seems more plausible.

"Ground floor," he orders to their lift. Seconds later, they arrive at the lobby.

It's a flurry of activity, oddly shaped creatures mixed with humanoids. Christine and Hikaru are not the only bed ruffled humans loitering on the lower ground. His brow furrows again before he shares a look with the nurse. "Who should we ask first?"

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I had plans to move my multi muse as a side blog to here, but at this point, I might as well just give those muses their own sideblogs.

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Hi.

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Angry & Irritated Sentences, Vol. 27

(Angry and irritated sentences from various sources. Adjust phrasing where needed)

"This is just you projecting your own intimacy issues on everybody else!"

"Do be quiet for a minute and listen!"

"Sometimes when you know something, it's better to keep it to yourself."

"What are you trying to do? Cause more trouble?"

"Stop giving orders. On you, they sound so silly."

"Touchy, aren't you?"

"Do you have a plan, or are we just improvising here?"

"Are you going to talk me to death, buddy? Is that the plan?"

"You always have to push it, don't you?"

"For God sake! Could you be a human being for 30 seconds?"

"Are you forgetting you tried to kill me?"

"I'll let you know when I start having fun."

"You seem to have forgotten who's in charge here."

"I'm perfectly capable of making my own decisions!"

"If once is a mistake and twice is unfortunate, what does that make this?"

"In case you haven't noticed, we are having a little bit of a crisis here!"

"You're out of control!"

"I do understand. Don't talk to me like I'm a monkey."

"You don't have to be afraid that I'll break into pieces!"

"Do you have any idea how many people are trying to kill us right now?"

"You're going to have to learn to calm down!"

"I hate deceit!"

"I don't care about your views! What do you think this is? Question time?"

"Do you think I don't see through your pitiful subterfuge?"

"I'm not quite as stupid as I look."

"Now, I'm not a complaining sort of chap as a rule, but I must say that in the future, you might want to be a little more careful!"

"Damn your hypocrisy!"

"You dismiss me at your peril."

"I'm not speaking to you right now."

"You are such a brat!"

"This is a slippery slope. You have no idea how far down you can go, and you're not taking me with you."

"I know you think you're helping, but you're doing more harm than good."

"I've done a lot of things for you in the past, but this? No way."

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Bit chilly out

"I'm so cold."

"It's freezing out here."

"My teeth are chattering."

"Oh my god I forgot my scarf."

"I can't stop shaking."

"I need a jacket."

"I am wearing three layers and I'm still cold."

"Do you think anyone would notice if I wore a hot water bottle?"

"I ca-n-n't sto-op sh-hi-ver-vering-"

"I can't feel my fingers."

"I need a hot chocolate."

"Give me that flask."

"I've never been so cold in my life."

"Can I crawl back into bed?"

"I need a heated blanket."

"You're freezing!"

"Here, take my jacket."

"Oh, your hands are cold - let me hold them -"

"I bought you a scarf."

"Here, use my gloves."

"One hot chocolate for you, and one black coffee for me..."

"Hey, look, I'm a dragon!"

"My breath is misting."

"Oh, my god, it's snowing."

"Let's go make snow angels!"

"There's not enough snow for a snowman..."

"Mind the ice -!"

"It's slippy out h- augh!"

"Wheeeee, I'm an ice skater!"

"Careful you don't fall - gotcha!"

[exravager]

" I ain't doin' nothin' I swear! " she says , pulling all of the disconnected wires & scrap metal into a pile hurriedly making it seem like it was indeed not her fault. " it was like this when I got here! "

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SCAVENGER. STRIPPER. STEALER. Stoic face morphs into annoyance as he looks at the blond, darting between her and the pile of scrap. "Looks like you were stealing," Hikaru accuses. "My pile of scrap that I spent ages hunting for." Arms over his chest. "Go hunt for your own."

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hc + 🚶‍♂️ for a habit-themed headcanon

Hikaru has a habit of skipping pages in a book he's reading if he finds a particular section boring or dull. He'll occasionally read the last paragraph or line of a fiction novel before starting the book, just to see how he got from point A to point B.

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sooner or later , the things you love , you lose .

LINDSAY. ASUKA. RIKU. All names of people who had drifted apart for one reason or another. Time the ultimate blessing and curse. A healer and a destroyer. A grower and a killer. Such a fickle thing that the entirety of the universe was bound to. Except maybe a select few.

Hands sink into the soil, feeling the rich, alien earth slip through his digits and push against his palms. Hikaru curls his fingers around the dirt and pulls it up, placing it to the side. Would a shovel be more useful? Yes. Did he care? No. There was something about putting his hands in the dirt and feeling what the earth could tell him. To know if the location he picked would be good enough to plant a flower, shrub, tree, or other plant so it could thrive in the best environment.

With his hole dug, tan skin far darker than usual, pours a small pouch of seeds into his hand before he drops them into the well he created. Grabbing a water canister, Hikaru sprinkles droplets of water before hiding the seeds away in the earth.

Hands gently pat the mound before sprinkling more water and moving on to the next hole. He looks up at Amelia who couldn't be bothered to help him.

"Sooner or later, the things you lose have a funny way of coming back to you. Maybe not in the form you were expecting but all lost things are found again." @fatalhymn