. ✪ Commander ✪

"Everything is going according to plan...just a bit more time now, and we'll have won this war." (Roleplay blog for Commander Cook from Starfighter comic by Hamletmachine. Mun is 18+)

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//I HAD to come back and voice my displeasure for the way Starfigher ended. I waited like 9 years for this ending? Things weren’t wrapped up nicely at all...it was anti-climatic with a billion questions left unanswered and some missed opportunities.

-Abel’s had dreams of Cain killing him; we could’ve done more with that or given Cain a much darker side before he has a change of heart

-Does Abel plan on returning to earth? Is he labelled a hero? What are his plans next since he was trying to “follow his own path” that’s different from his father’s by becoming a navigator? He kinda proved that his dad was right that becoming a navigator was a mistake

-Just like that, the colterons are gone? We didn’t even get to see one up close! For such a huge threat to earth, some more interaction with them as the main enemy in the war would’ve been nice

-One of the last few pages of the comic is some Keeler / Encke moments. While this isn’t a bad thing because I love them and am happy that they’re together, you can’t really tie this story together by having a heated scene like that 5 pages before the end

-So does Keeler turn out to be fine? What about his illness?

-What will happen to Cain now?

But maybe I’m asking for too much from this BL comic.

[yee-to-my-haw]

Look at him. Look at his shitty smirk. I love him.

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//After a chat with @surrendertotherush we agree that Cook needs to change the fighter and navigator uniforms to include these ones with boob windows at the front, an open back and bonus! Slit down the side of the leg and high heels!

Petition to have Cook do this? They can be tough as nails and wear high heels!//

(Images are from the Korean manhwa King’s Maker)

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How Adorable Are You? 

“....”

[prissyblondprick]

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“Commander.” Phobos began, leaning in against the doorway of the man’s office. Without being beckoned, the slim Navigator entered and strode slowly towards his desk. Hips swinging slightly, the blond came to settle delicately on the edge, peering down at his superior.

“We haven’t seen each other in a while, how have you been~?”

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“Jules” he started, looking up from his work to watch the navigator make his way over to his desk. “You have not visited this office in some time. I was starting to believe that you were no longer coming here on your own accord.” Even if he didn’t show it, there was something about Jules and his presence that made him enjoy his company...and give him more chances to prove himself even if he didn’t believe he deserved it. “Nothing has changed, but I suppose your visit has made things more interesting.”

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If beauty were measured in seconds, you'd be an hour!

“...Just an hour?”

[galaluss-stash]

For Tomo, for the Starfighter gift exchange. This is a series of sketchy linearts from chapter 8 of her fanfic “Golden".

I’m so sorry for the huge delay :’D askjdakdna Some stuff have been keeping me busy the whole week. But here it is, hope you like it~

(Also, drawing Cook without glasses is fucking hard kasjdnkadna no matter how hard I tried there’s something weird with his face :U)

[hamletmachine]

Ahh, this is amazing!♥

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"Sir, I do believe that the way you are speaking to my peer isn't considered professional. Should I contact HR?"

“Are you referring to Abel? You two appear to be getting along quite well...however, your conversation isn’t considered appropriate either. HR would be just as interested in your case as they would mine.”

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xabell

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So you think I’m a slut too. This is just sad.

I’m just messing around with him. He isn’t really going to do it with me..

If that’s your idea of messing around, then it’s no wonder so many on the ship think that you’re interested. He isn’t, is he? You’ll be surprised with Porthos. Take my word for it, you won’t get out of this easily. And I’ll be staying out of this “argument”....if it can even be called that now.

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xabell

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Sit with all due respect this is bullshit. I thought you wanted to fuck me.

And you’re not wrong. But even I know that you don’t care who you get it from. You’re already in the middle of coaxing Porthos into having sex with you. How do you explain that?

[xabell]

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Cook is just going to let them fight this out because if he didn’t do anything when Phobos was bothering Abel, he isn’t going to do anything now

Thanks for your help, big guy. So much for ‘favoritism’

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No one likes a suck up, Abel.

But he didn’t have to do anything, just as planned. They’re finally going to fuck and get it over with. And Cook didn’t even have to leave his desk.

-Cook leans back in his chair and smirks from afar-

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Cook is just going to let them fight this out because if he didn’t do anything when Phobos was bothering Abel, he isn’t going to do anything now

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He waits for Cook to fall asleep. The coffee Keeler brewed for him earlier may or may not have been drugged. Soft chuckle made soundless as he undoes the Commanders pant's and clasps on the chasity belt.

Coming to, Cook had completely forgotten where he was, or what had occurred before he passed out. The only hint at what may have happened was secured around the lower half of his body, and the device alone was enough to make him realize who was responsible….and what they had done to his coffee.

“KEELER! I don’t know where you went, BUT YOU’RE GOING TO TAKE THIS BELT OFF OF ME BEFORE I SEND YOU TO THE BRIG!”

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"Alone on a Sunday night, Cook? This is rare." Offers a bottle of wine so they can share it.

“Isolde? I didn’t expect you to be up this late.” He knew that the navigator was planning on sticking around for awhile, judging by the bottle of wine that he brought with him. “Sometimes a quiet evening is what one needs. What about you? Aren’t you alone this evening as well?” Grabbing two wine glasses, he took a seat beside him, opening the bottle before pouring the contents into the two glasses.

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"I dont get paid to /babysit/ the navigator while you're 'busy'." Busy fucking navigators he means. "I want a raise ---- or extra privilege; /I don't care/. Just...Just make my job worthwhile if you want me to put up with your crap.'"

“What?!” he had never heard such defiance from the other male before! “I put you in charge of ALL the navigators, and yet you refuse to deal with the one that was most problematic?! Perhaps I was wrong about you, Keeler. Maybe you deserve to be demoted instead.”

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Credit goes to @skyefirese for making me a bunch of amazing Cook icons!

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Someone leaves a box of outside Cook's bunk. On it was plastered a label in bold marker. "Lt Keeler's underwear" inside sat a various light-coloured underwear, some even have cute domestic animal prints on it, others with hearts or strawberry prints.

"This is happening far too frequently..." What was left outside of his room this time? The rotten potato had caused enough problems. Picking up the box, Cook read the label, raising a brow before picking lifting up a pair that had small strawberries on them. "I never knew that Keeler had such...unique tastes."As he looked up, he caught a random navigator staring back at him with a shocked expression. "...What is it?" It took him some time to realize that the label on the box was pointed out for the navigator to see, causing the commander to drop the underwear immediately once the realization hit him. "I...They were left here by mistake! Don't you have work to do? Leave from here!"