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LIEUTENANT. NAVIGATOR. TACTICAL OFFICER. INDIE and HIGHLY SELECTIVE pavel chekov written by dani

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pavel chekov is a great boy and deserves so much more love

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ah-a !   ammunition clicks into place, arms folded across his chest :      ‘oh — !   you disrespecting my   ma,   now ?’      somewhere in the background, sulu makes a choking noise that would usually warrant medical concern were it not for the shit-eating grin on his face, visible even from behind his arm.      ‘why, you little   egg-suckin’ dog -–’

      ‘    that is not what i meant.    ‘    pavel speaks with an utterance of annoyance,     arms folding over his chest in a defensive stance that he usually didn’t adjust his body to   -    let it be known that pavel chekov was not pushover,     though.    ‘    egg - sucking ?     i do no such thing.    ‘

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damn kid !      he scowls, a crease in his brow and a twist to his mouth, arms across his chest.      where’s   scotty   when you need to throw him under the bus ?      ‘fine.   i swear on my ma’s   peach cobbler   that i’m not the one takin’ your booze.   happy ?’

    ‘     nyet,    is not important enough.     ‘       he’s a child with a fallen topic,     a dog with a chewtoy,   unable to let the subject drop    -     because he was SURE in himself,    assured that he was right,     so bones must be the one to crumble.    ‘    the crew.    swear it on the crew.    ‘

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he can’t say he’s surprised.  captaincy is a common goal, particularly among those clad in command gold & regardless of whether or not those who set their sights on the chair legitimately have what it takes.  CHEKOV, though?  chekov could do it.  ( he believes any of his command crew could. )  the kid could really do anything, he could take his career so many different directions it’s a little mind blowing.  “a captain, huh?” 

        ‘       da.      ‘         the brightness carved into pavel’s smile rivals any star they had seen,     any galaxy they had explored      ;       he was sunlight incarnate.      he brushes aside the side - effects of such a goal,    the eventual abandonment of the people he had grown to love,    the family he had found for himself when he couldn’t even find himself.     ‘      do you think i could do it?    ‘      he knows he could,    know he will,    but praise is never laughed at.

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‘oh,   but you think it’s   appropriate   to sic   allegations   on me like some kinda   mutt,   huh ?’      mccoy scowls, deep crease in his brow, mouth twisted in a snarl that would send other ensigns scurrying for cover :      ‘you best remember you got your annual physical next week,   mister chekov,   ‘fore it goes   all kinda sideways.’

           ‘      you think i am like a mutt,    doctor?      ‘         words curl into his chest,    unused to being insulted by his superiors     --      he was usually graced with a wealth of compliments,    for bright and cunning intellect,    for forethought,    but he had not hoarded alcohol until it was legal.     he had never been stolen from before.     ‘      you swear you have not taken from me,     hmm?     swear it on something important,       like the safety of the crew.     then i will believe you.      ‘

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‘the hell i am.’      ( he is ).      ‘now, look here,   kid :   you got a bone to pick with someone, you pick it with someone your   own size.   like   scotty.   you go take a look-see under his bed, see’f you don’t find some’a your booze   there.’  

           ‘    i do not think it is appropriate to see my superior’s bed.    ‘    spoken with a risen brow,    his stance does not waver in the face of animosity.     he stands still,    back straight,    pushing forward.    ‘     perhaps he is taking,    but so are you.    ‘

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      ‘    one day,    i would like to be a captain.    of own ship,    my ship.    ‘     spoken with the sunshine - brightness that usually became him,     his shoulders stand proud,     back straight as he speaks.     he wants,    longs for it,    the feeling of being taken serious    --   he knows,   hopes,    wishes,    the captain won’t dismiss him so easily.    ‘    a captain like you.    ‘

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pavel chekov is trying his best 100% of the time

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      ‘    you have been stealing my alcohol.    ‘     accusation is ripe in his voice,     the raise of a brow and press of his lips showing his DISAPPROVAL,    as a parent might be scolding a child   --    not his usual role in telling offs,     but he was disgruntled and aggravated,     perhaps not the best mix for russian blood.

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Anastasia (1997) Starters

"Do you really think I'm royalty?"

"You know I do!"

"Then stop bossing me around!"

"Oh, sorry. I thought you were someone el - oh, it's you. Well, that's okay, then."

"Why the change of mind?"

"It was more a change of heart."

"Men are such babies."

"And to think that could have been you."

"If we live through this, remind me to thank you."

"Princesses don't marry kitchen boys."

"No one can save you!"

"Wanna bet?"

"Oh, thank goodness it's you!"

"Will you please remove him from my sight?"

"What have you done to her?"

"Me? It's her!"

"Oh! An unspoken attraction!"

"*Attraction*? To that skinny little brat? Have you lost your mind?"

"I was only asking a simple question..."

"Attraction... ridiculous!"

"Stress, it's a killer."

"She/he certainly has a mind of her/his own."

"Yeah. I hate that in a woman/man."

"It's a perfect ending."

"No. It's a perfect beginning."

"What? Hey - why are you circling me? What were you, a vulture in another life?"

"It's just that - you look an awful lot like... never mind."

"I don't believe we told her that..."

"Stop this car immediately! STOP THIS CAR!"

"That's what I hate about this government. Everything's in red."

"What do they teach you in those orphanages?"

"What is it with you and homes?"

"All right! I couldn't have said it better myself!"

"That, uh, that dress looks really good on you."

"I feel a little... dizzy."

"You don't know if it's a lie. What if it's true?"

"I remember now how much I loved them."

"They would not want us to live in the past, not now that we have found each other."

"This can only end in tears!"

"Uh, the dog stays."

"I'm allergic to dogs."

"You'd better go."

" Stop it! From the very beginning, you lied! And I not only believed you, I actually..."

"Look I think we got off on the wrong foot."

"I'm telling you we're walking away too soon!"

"I'm telling you I've got it all under control."

"What do you want then?"

"I am calm. I am heartless. I have no fear whatsoever."

"I want to wish you good luck, I guess."

"You'll stop at nothing, will you?"

"I'm probably about as stubborn as you are."

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Drinking starters

as requested by @ambitionbled (it won’t let me tag you, sorry!)

CONCERN.

❝How much have you had to drink?❞

❝You could have fucking alcohol poisoning!❞  

❝Easy, there. Try to sit up.❞

❝I think I might’ve overdone it on the alcohol…❞

❝We’ve got to go get your stomach pumped.❞

❝I thought you said you were clean!❞

❝Yes, it is a big deal.❞

❝Let me drive you home.❞

❝You are NOT driving like this!❞

❝You are gonna have one hell of a hangover tomorrow.❞

❝Drinking until you puke is not normal.❞

DRUNK.

❝Is this real life?❞ 

❝I want to go to sleep but I can’t find any sheep.❞

❝How do you show fish affection?❞

❝Taco Bell is open 24 hours, right?❞

❝Tequila is not my friend? YOU’RE not my friend.❞

❝Drunk I am not.❞

-glasses on head- ❝Where did I put my glasses?❞

❝How do I tell my parents I’m a mermaid?❞ 

❝I’m not even tired.❞

❝I should call my ex.❞

❝I’m not drunk enough for this.❞

❝Does playing Mario Kart drunk count as drunk driving?❞

-hugging the floor- ❝I’m trying to stop the floor from spinning.❞

❝Can we go out for fried chicken?❞

ANGST.

❝What’s the fucking point anymore?❞

❝Screw recovery. I want a drink.❞

❝I’m too sober for this shit.❞ 

❝I don’t give a shit what you think.❞

❝I seriously don’t feel too good.❞

❝I didn’t even have that much to drink.❞

❝Will you stop fucking interrogating me?❞

❝I can drive. I’m fine.❞

❝There’s a reason I drink so much.❞

❝You’re the reason I drink so much.❞

❝I’m only happy when I’m drunk.❞

FLUFF/FUN.

❝You’re cute, you know that?❞ 

❝You wanna get wasted?❞

❝I’m bar-hopping tonight, wanna come?❞

❝What are you drinking, and why aren’t you sharing?❞

❝I’m having a party for two.❞

❝You’re so hot.❞

❝I’m usually too chicken-shit to say this, but…I really like you.❞

❝I don’t want to kiss you with your alcohol breath.❞

*kisses on forehead*

*kisses on cheek*

*kisses on lips*

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moderation whomst ? i only kno returning from the dead and posting fifty posts and perhaps dying again

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my url makes me happy because every time i read it i get to hear pavel chekov’s angelic voice