we are explorers

a star trek multi muse rp blog. multiverse, multi-ship, canon divergent. indie and selective.

[starraised]

so all of my TNG muses are alive and i think i’m ready to write  also data, a muse i didn’t have, is now in my head so who wants to do stuff?

[grcndel]

practices the rpc needs to Collectively Get Back Into:

commenting on peoples’ posts, threads, art, graphics, etc. just telling them that you see it and that it looks good / is entertaining / etc.  –  because content creators can’t read your mind and  as nice as it’d be for us to always serve ourselves with our work  …  realistically we will lose motivation to continue creating without some kind of support.  if you like something then say so !!

sending each other’s muses messages about muses they’re talking to or characters from their canon and just generally getting actively involved in the narratives other people create  &  encouraging those people to discuss them

asking people random questions about their characters without fear that it’s too outlandish, provided the question isn’t invasive or rude

sending honest, heartfelt notes of positivity and making loveposts about other creators and the work they do.  not chainmail, not lazy generic shit, but real kindness, in our Own Words

drawing people fanart of their characters / ships / OCs !!  please !!  really !!  i don’t know when that  EVER  became something people grew too nervous to do !!  most people  ADORE  it.  even if it’s just fucking stick figures, man, i  PROMISE  you that taking the time and putting in the effort to show someone that the work they do inspired the work you do will make their whole fucking day

telling !!  each other !!  that !!  we’re !!  doing !!  good !!  jobs !!

being  NICE  to each other  OPENLY  and  FOR NO REASON  with  NO PROMPTING

making sure other people feel included in discord servers, roleplay groups, groupchats, multi-way threads, art trades, events, and just.  like.   overall

acknowledging !!  each other’s !!  art !!  metas !!  threads !!  worldbuilding !!  and !!  style !!  PLEASE !!  PEOPLE !!  DONT !!  KNOW !!  YOU !!  LIKE !!  THEM  !!  IF !!  YOU !!  SAY !!  NOTHING !!

and  NOBODY  with  ANY  goddamn sense is  EVER  going to react negatively to you Just Being Fucking Nice so stop worrying about doing that !!   PLEASE !!!!!

[starraised]

taps mic

is this thing still on?

[nyotas]

[sunshine-memes]

Anxiety Sentence Starters

[beingabadass]

sunshine-memes‌:

“Can you reaffirm that you don’t hate me, real quick?” “Did I do something wrong?” “Yeah, I’d love to stop worrying, too bad my brain just doesn’t work that way!” “Do you ever feel like you’re surviving, instead of living? No? Just me? Cool. Cool, cool, cool.” “I only cried once today! Celebrate with me!” “Do you think I like being like this? It’s fucking suffocating, and I can’t make it stop!” “Love having an anxiety attack and then having anxiety about it. Love that for me.” “I need help, but I can’t make myself get it.” “I always feel so stupid when I get like this…” “Everything just feels so hard and scary and I don’t know what to do.” “I’m starting to think I’m never going to get better.”

[starraised]

y’all... i saw endgame. i have many thoughts and feelings. sos. 

[beingabadass]

persephonememes‌:

𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐑𝐍𝐄𝐃 /  𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒.

𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐨𝐫 𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐭𝐡 𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐥𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠.

❛ What happened? ❜

❛ How are your injuries? ❜

❛ Just promise me you’ll stay here. ❜

❛ You can’t blame yourself. ❜

❛ You know I’m here for you, right? ❜

❛ I’ve never seen you like this before. ❜

❛ When I wake up, you won’t be there. ❜

❛ Okay. You get to leave now. ❜

❛ No. I don’t believe you. ❜

❛ Just.. put down the very sharp knife… ❜

❛ It wasn’t your fault. It hurts. ❜

❛ This isn’t you. ❜

❛ Stop it. ❜

❛ You should be resting. ❜

❛ Are you okay? Did they hurt you? ❜

❛ How can you act like that? ❜

❛ Then why are you still here? ❜

❛ Are you okay? ❜

❛ You can’t live in the past. You gotta move on. Let it go. ❜

❛ And when were you planning on telling me? ❜

❛ What are you, trying to give me a heart attack? ❜

❛ What’s wrong? What happened? ❜

❛ I thought we agreed that secrets are bad! ❜

❛ Sorry. Didn’t want to push any sore spots. ❜

❛ Everything okay? ❜

❛ Do you even know where you’re headed? ❜

❛ I can’t help you unless you talk to me. ❜

❛ Promise me you’re not gonna over-react. ❜

❛ It’s okay, it’s gonna be okay. ❜

❛ Whoa, what are you doing? ❜

❛ Why do you run from me? ❜

❛ You’re changing the subject. ❜

❛ It’s four o'clock in the morning, what are you doing? ❜

❛ You’re bleeding. ❜

❛ You gotta be more careful. ❜

❛ I meant… How are you holding up? ❜

❛ You’re avoiding my question. ❜

❛ I think the worst of it’s over now. ❜

❛ Don’t let fear keep you quiet. You have a voice so use it. ❜

[galaxyraised]

it’s….  disorienting to say the least,  finding himself waking on a ship that isn’t discovery.  the situation quickly worsens as saru continues his journey to full consciousness brings with it a daunting clarity concerning just which vessel he is on.  oh no.  it’s instinct,  the way his fingers stretch,  feeling for threat ganglia that are no longer there.  as his hand lowers,  saru takes note of a young woman standing,  facing away from him.  perhaps she knows how he got here,  though  —  somehow  —  he doubts it.

the decision he comes to,  to act as though he hasn’t the slightest idea where he is,  is a simple one.  it doesn’t occur to saru,  however,  that speaking so naturally in english could very well give him away. 

“pardon me.  hello?”   he doesn’t wait for her to turn before he continues,   “would you mind telling me where i am,  please?”   he may be anxious,  and unsure  —  a feeling he hates,  after a lifetime of nothing but fear,  with the option now,  to experience other feelings with more prominence  —  but considering this is technically the first introduction of his people to starfleet,  and humanity by association?  saru is most certainly going to be polite.

@starraised   |   saru & hoshi   |   time travel sc!

[starraised]

The console screen was blinking at her. Programming error: language not recognized. Hoshi’s brow furrowed, and fingers angrily typed commands for the third time, making sure each keystroke was correct. Commander Tucker had offered to help her with this, but there was a certain amount of PRIDE involved in making sure these updates were done herself. It had taken dozens of hours to make translation matrixes for the Xindi languages; Hoshi knew these would most likely not cut it, but it was their first big step in the RIGHT direction. 

When a voice sounded from behind her, Hoshi didn’t react at first -- she was too far deep in thought. But someone asking where they were? In a ship as small as this? The unfamiliar voice and unexpected question were what got her to turn around. 

“Nanite kotoda”

All she saw at first was BLUE -- a uniform unfamiliar to her, covering a lanky body that she didn’t recognize.  Hoshi’s mouth fell open as her eyes went upward, taking in the incredibly tall alien in front of her; she was amazed by his (his? their? she didn’t know) markings, and how BRIGHT his eyes were. The linguist felt her self stumble back a few steps, her back hitting the bulkhead with a heavy thump.

“Anata wa sutāfurīto-sen, entāpuraizu ni imasu.”

In hindsight, she would regret the slip into her native tongue -- but surprise had gotten the best of her, and Hoshi hadn’t quite noticed. Oops.

[starraised]

“-- are you sure you want me to translate that?” Hoshi’s fingers held her earpiece flush to make sure the message was coming through clearly, and it was. What she was hearing from the angry individual, however, was... not entirely bridge-appropriate. “She, um... would rather enjoy turning you into a stew than come to an agreement. To put it politely, sir.”

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[starraised]

brashir‌:

     kira grabs him  —  and for a moment, he freezes; allows himself be brought down to her level, gaze fixed on the ridges on her nose, rather than looking her in the eyes. she’s calm. too calm. julian’s jaw clenches, and when she releases, he straightens and takes a step back.

     his eyebrows frown as she explains what could have happened to him, all risks he was aware of, yet never considered until now. it was reckless. it was stupid. neither of those things are up for debate. but nothing negative came from it. with a soft sigh, julian forces his jaw lax, and with a gentle tone, replies to her.

       ❝  i could’ve. there’s no denying that, major. but i’m a doctor, if there’s a way for me to save my patient, i’m going to take it, no matter what risks there may be to myself. i knew what i was doing and i knew the risks.  ❞   a lie  —  but a little comforting lie never hurt anyone, did it  ?

“Julian...”

She wants to yell at the top of her lungs to try and get her point across -- Nerys knows that Julian understands, but there’s a nagging voice in the back of her mind reminding her that he would probably put himself on the line like this again. It took every ounce of her self control to not throttle him, knowing it would be more for HER benefit than his. Instead, she just took a step forward and let a hand rest on his arm in a more intimate gesture than she’d intended it to be.

“Next time... just think about what the station would do without you. What... what all of us would do without you.” Did her voice shake? Yes. And there was no controlling the emotion that had flooded into the words as they fell from her lips. 

Shit.

[galaxyraised]

“i’ll tell you,  guinan,”   head droops ever so slightly,  swinging back and forth rhythmically in a show of something resembling disapproval,   “there are days where i feel a particularly strong dislike for time spent aboard a ship that’s so damn new,”   in the scheme of things,  that is.  truthfully,  he supposes it’s merely nostalgia that’s lead him to feeling as he does   (   it’s the anniversary of his first command,  after all,  and one tends to find their thoughts caught in the past on such occasions   ).   jean-luc certainly appreciates the honor it is to command a ship called enterprise,  with all the luxuries and technologies aboard,  but it would be a lie to say he doesn’t sometimes miss being aboard a ship that had received so much of his heart in the way he’d cared for her.    “though i suppose most would consider such a thought absurd,  wouldn’t they?”   eyes lift,  scanning the perfect,  clean lines that come together to create such an elegant interior to a ship that’s home to an exterior that’s every bit as sleek and elegant.   there’s a pause,  as gaze drifts back to meet hers,  palms resting flat atop the bar that separates them   (   he could swear he can feel the steady pulsating of the warp core,  even from here   ).   “of course,  were enterprise my first command?  i might be inclined to agree with them,”

@starraised   |   jean-luc & guinan!

[starraised]

Jean-Luc never ceases to amuse her -- he thinks on things more than other humans and comes up with some truly profound realizations. In this case, Guinan found herself more amused than anything else. If any other person, human or otherwise, were sitting across from her and in Jean-Luc’s position, they would be raving about the new technologies at their disposal. But now? He’s pining for what would be considered inferior equipment. “I assume this Enterprise doesn’t feel like home just yet... and you know what? You wouldn’t be the first person to say that to me” she mused, looking around her NEW Ten Forward. Guinan was hard pressed to admit that she too was feeling somewhat out of place. “Everything’s just a little too polished. It’s not lived in.” She paused, the only sound being her fingertips as they rapped against the polycarbonate-topped bar that appeared to be something like marble. 

“A new ship makes you self conscious of scuffing the floors or scratching the computer terminals, but even so, it’s not any less yours. If the Enterprise D hadn’t gone land surfing... you would have chosen her over a new ship like this?”

[winterprodigy2-deactivated20160]

okay lets play a game: instead of y’all asking me headcanon questions, send me your headcanons for my muse. ( bonus: if i really like it i may make it an official headcanon )

[starraised]

retreating for the evening -- please hit me up on IM/ disc.ord! i’ll try to be back here tomorrow for replies <3 

[starraised]

💫 @infiinitepossibilities

“With all do respect, sir --” Michael does her very best to mask her discomfort, despite the growing red splotch on her thigh. “I’m not sure I want to have fun on away missions if this is the result.”

[starraised]

💫 @ltkeyladetmer

“I -- um --” Michael Burnham and parties don’t mix ALL that well. Keyla had offered her a drink, and Michael took it and had been sipping away without much thought. The loud music and chatter around them had meant she didn’t ask WHAT was in it, trusting Keyla to not give her something bad. But the fruity, pink beverage was STRONG... and as Keyla said something to her, Michael had realized she heard absolutely nothing. 

“Sorry -- I missed all of that -- what?”

[themusewhomuses]

Sinday Asks

1. Is your muse a virgin? If not, how old were they when they lost their virginity?

2. Are they sexually active?

3. When was the last time they had sex?

4. What was the most dirtiest place they had sex in? (Example: the public bathroom, the park, movie theater, etc.)

5. Do they masturbate often?

6. Tell us about their best and worst sex experience? 

7. Did they ever had sex when people were around?

8. Have they ever been caught having sex?

9. When was the last time they had a wet dream? Bonus if you can describe it as much as you can in detail.

10. Describe their expression when having an orgasm.

11. How long can they live without sex?

12. Would you consider your muse to be kinky?

13. What’s their favorite sex position(s)?

14. What’s their least favorite sex position(s)?

15. Tell us about their sex fantasy? Things they want to try and do, but haven’t yet.

16. Describe the way your muse’s moan during sex. (Example: are they loud, are they quiet, etc.)

17.  How long can they last before they cum?

18. If your muse can have sex with anyone right now, who would it be? If your muse has a partner, who would they invite to have a threesome with?

19. Give us a sexcanon about your muse that not many people knows about.

20. Are they proud of their kinks? Is there a kink they’re too ashamed to share?

21. How old were they when they learned about sex?

22. How does their foreplay go down?

23. Is your muse dominant or submissive or both?

24. How does their afterglow look like?

25. Wild card: ask any nsfw questions you’re curious about for my muse.