we were lovers

Indie - Semi-Selective Isolde from Starfighter Comic Penned by JurrJurr Mobile links: rules, about, permanent starter call Tag: surrendertotherush Banner by: skyefirese

[docorwho]

M E R R Y  C H R I S T M A S 

[azriona]

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[syrenpan]

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[lizawithazed]

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[talaline]

Annual Wilf reblog.

[gvgvdans]

- ; phrases that really hit you where it hurts

“ did you really have to be that honest? ” “ every time i see you i just feel more alone. ” “ you changed me. ” “ was this all just a joke to you? ” “ i don’t want to know. ” “ can we start over? ” “ you make me feel so insecure. ” “ i don’t know if i can love you. ” “ every time i wake up i’m reaching for you … but you’re never there. ” “ of course it meant something! ” “ stop yelling! ” “ i gave up on you a long time ago. ” “ you think i care about you? cute. ” “ did you just forget about me or something? ” “ i still need you. ” “ i wanna say that there’s still hope but sometimes things just don’t go your way. ” “ you said you would keep trying! ” “ no, you ARE strong. ” “ you promised me! ” “ fine. you’ll never see me again, okay? ” “ i gave you everything i had. ” “ your eyes can be so cruel … ” “ i can never do anything right can i !? ” “ i want my life back. ” “ stop crying. ” “ you should go. ” “ don’t come back. ” “ does hurting me make you feel good or something? ” “ just stop it. ” “ i was never in love with you now leave me alone! ”

[hamletmachine]

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[surrendertotherush]

Isolde's metabolism works differently from most other Navigator due to his healing genetic mod being cranked up to its highest efficiency and effectiveness. This makes him need way more nutrients running in his body to make up for the necessary supply and thus he's always hungry.

The Elite Navigator can eat almost the double of what an average Fighter would in a single day and when he doesn't have the required amount of food, more often than not he becomes grumpy and sleepy.

A way to keep his mood and energy in check is to have sugary products aroun. Isolde consumes sugar like it's part of his natural balance, he needs it bad, and although sugar rush usually follows the act of feasting on candy and protein bars covered in chocolate or caramell, it doesn't last long and when he comes back to his normal behavior it's usually with a better mood than he was before.

It's not uncommon for Isolde's teammates to calm him down with sugary drinks and small treats to keep track of how his diet and levels of stress are doing.

[surrendertotherush]

There's a sort of beauty on the way Isolde seem to be always lost in his own thoughts and looking at the distance as if searching for something or someone. This constant distance in his behavior usually attracts other men to him and, due to not being of his nature to push others aways, most take his lack of denial as a positive reaction to their advances and try to take him by force.

The repetition of the attacks became so common that Isolde stopped caring more and more about his conditions along the years after Tristan's death and let things happen regardless of his opinions on the men.

This became routine to him, and Percival, his new assigned Fighter, took advantage of Isolde's pacifist nature to exchange nights of pleasure with him for favors from other Fighters. For this reason i'ts quite normal for Isolde to begin his days with bruises and marks all over his body and end with them gone, only to repeat the whole ordeal through the night again and again until others are done with him -- when he puts on a fight it's quite common for him to don't appear the next day if the beating is too much.

[surrendertotherush]

myyshonok‌:

Even though Deimos appeared to be utterly inept at interacting with others, he’d already exchanged more words with Isolde than he had with most other people on the program. He wasn’t expecting to find a friend in the Elite, especially with Isolde being a Navigator, but something in the other’s smile made him feel at ease. He didn’t show it much, but most people made him feel heavy, like there was pressure being applied to his chest. 

Isolde, however, made him feel rather light. Perhaps it was their similar disposition, a mutual understanding in the silence, a mutual agreement that said silence was a form of bliss in and of itself. 

Putting the earbud in, Deimos focused his eyes on the screen with a little nod. He held his breath, unsure of what he was about to subject himself to. Growing up on Mars, he was exposed to quite a lot of rough treatment, misconduct and illegality, but it still didn’t mean he was necessarily ready to dive into the mind of a murderer.

Despite it not being his top pick, though, Deimos didn’t seem to reflect much unease. It was easier to stomach than he’d expected. Although, merely due to the closeness the two shared, he felt the urge to hold Isolde’s hand. Perhaps he could make it seem like he needed some comfort… But no, that might just make Isolde shut off the whole thing. 

Noticing the little glances the Navigator was sneaking at him, and quickly piecing together the fact he probably wanted to make sure he felt okay, Deimos gently placed his head on Isolde’s shoulder, eye still on the screen. He appreciated the concern. 

The documentary was far from being anywhere near as graphic as it could be, instead, indulged in naming the many patterns that appeared in the behavior of the murderers and their cases, then explained the scientific reasons some of those happened and the development of the many circumstances that brought them to such ends.

Isolde was interested in that sort of stuff mostly for the sake of keeping others alive, healthy and safe more than any other possible reason, even though at times it paid some to be able to reason with the Commanders and play their mind games with the knowledge accumulated from the learning and studying of those morbid topics. He could come across as a weird at times, but it was undeniable there was a set of intelligent eyes stuck on his face when he spent time observing others, analyzing every single motion and word of theirs.

And still, there was a warmth uncommon in him, one that showed clearly when he invited soldiers around him and discretely showed his concern for them, just like he did with Deimos right now.

Upon feeling the head lean on his shoulder, Isolde smiled and discretely offered his hand to Deimos, just in case he wanted to hold it if he needed some comfort or silent support, smiled and turned his attention back to the screen. Sure enough he flinched a little at first, but not for dislike, he felt pain on the shoulder that still sported the marks of bites that went from it to his neck and even appeared a little from under the high neck of his jacket.

“I’m fine. Don’t worry.” He commented before his actions were interpreted the wrong way by Deimos.

[allboutheboyslove]

[surrendertotherush]

@autotellic / @foundgold

[surrendertotherush]

"Hi. It's nice to meet you, and an honour to be working with you. That is, I hope we can get along well." - navigatorofdarkness

“Unless you screw up bad, I’m far from being one to complain about whatever you do. Just do you tasks, don’t get in the way of others, keep up with the pace and you won’t have problems with me, cadet.” Isolde shrugged the formalities away while closing the zipper of the Fighter jacket that he wore. “Are you used to the night shift? Or is it your first time working at night?”

@navigatorofdarkness

[surrendertotherush]

navigatorofdarkness‌: 

“First time. Should I be aware of anything, other than keeping myself awake?”

“Well, you know the drill: we’re the ones responsible for keeping things in order. The morning and afternoon shifts do their shits and we correct all they did wrong aside from our own tasks and keeping everyone safe while they sleep. Also, our crew is smaller than the others, so the work here is doubled or tripled when things go wrong; it isn’t allowed to leave the post without having someone to take on your station; all the records of the day must be filed and saved in all the back-up servers before you leave to sleep; no food allowed around the stations, we have the table over there to be used for this; no overdoing; if you feel like you’re going crazy, report straight to the Medic Bay; coming in late will have its consequences; if you have a VR or test to be taken, make sure you tell me two days prior to it, so I can schedule someone to stay extra hours in your place; no one here is your budy-budy; we don’t care if you have problems with your Fighter or another Navigator and we’ll skim you alive if you start giving troubles to any of us because of this...”

Isolde went on with the list, but didn’t have an exact order to it.

“Oh! And one more thing: everyone here is your superior. We’re all Elites in this shift and we just allowed you here because we’re down one man and waiting a suitable replacement, so be careful of who you pick a fight or screw with, we’re friendly and reasonable, but none here is up to deal with new blood drama.” The Elite Navigator smiled once he finished the list. “If you have any questions, you can ask me -- I’m the one responsible for all of your sorry arses after all. But I don’t think you’ll need any more info as long as you do your work properly.”

[surrendertotherush]

“ i need to get you warm. listen, you’re gonna want to go to sleep, but i can’t let you do that, okay? just stay with me, stay with me—! ” - autotellic

Easier said than done. Isolde could feel his body cooling and the shivers that crossed his spine non-stop made him strangely comfortable while darkness and silence took over most of his senses.

What was I thinking...? He asked himself while gathering all he could of the strength left in his body. To place himself between Tristan and a Colteron... Protect him with his own body... It was an unreasonable action he took there and the Elite Navigator knew it better than anyone else. Fighters should be disposable, they were no more than meat shields for the Alliance, but he couldn’t see it. No, not for him. Tristan... Tristan was his lover. He would always be. Even if the Elite Fighter couldn’t remember him. Even if the world turned against him, Isolde would still stay by his side.

“I’m... glad...” He whispered weakly. “I could... protect you... Ian...”

@autotellic

[deactivated-blog]

[surrendertotherush]

" lie to me. ” - autotellic

“I can’t. I’m a terrible liar.” Isolde whispered while nibbling on Tristan’s neck and possessively holding him in his embrace, even groping his chest a little. “At least... a terrible liar to the one I’m attracted to... And this will become a huge problem very soon...”

It was so hard to find a moment of peace to stay alone with the Fighter... He couldn’t help it but use the minutes as best as he could to snatch all the physical contact he needed for the week, being with Tristan was like recharging his batteries without needing sugar or food.

“I swear... I’d top you if you weren’t so squirmish about it.”

@autotellic

[surrendertotherush]

"Hi. It's nice to meet you, and an honour to be working with you. That is, I hope we can get along well." - navigatorofdarkness

“Unless you screw up bad, I’m far from being one to complain about whatever you do. Just do you tasks, don’t get in the way of others, keep up with the pace and you won’t have problems with me, cadet.” Isolde shrugged the formalities away while closing the zipper of the Fighter jacket that he wore. “Are you used to the night shift? Or is it your first time working at night?”

@navigatorofdarkness

[sagamemes]

more angst & post angst sentences.    since this is the meme i see the most on my own rp dash, have a part two of sentences indicative of trauma and pain, past or present. feel free to edit the sentences to your own needs as you wish.

“ what happened to her? ”

“ is this it? ”

“ duty before love. ”

“ you were gone. ”

“ i keep seeing you. ”

“ please, don’t tell him. ”

“ i need to get you warm. listen, you’re gonna want to go to sleep, but i can’t let you do that, okay? just stay with me, stay with me—! ”

“ she figured it out. ”

“ you were too late. ”

“ i don’t want you apologies, i want my [relation] back! ”

“ i told you! why didn’t you listen?! ”

“ it’s me—wait! …please don’t hang up. ”

“ they gave me a new life. ”

“ and you believed them? ”

“ don’t… don’t touch me. ”

“ could you, for once, think about everyone you’re gonna leave behind if–/when/ you finally get yourself killed? ”

“ it’s nothing personal. ”

“ you’re going to have to kill me yourself. ”

“ it’s always been just you and me. you and me. no one else. ”

“ the worst punishment for a parent is to bury their child. ”

“ lie to me. ”

“ i already have [name] risking their job for me. i can’t risk anyone else. ”

“ you kill me, you’ll never find [name]. ”

“ he has [name]. ”

“ i don’t care what happens to me. do it to save yourself. ”

“ i—-i can’t breath…! ”

“ if /your/ family was being threatened, you’d do anything to save them. ”

“ i needed to learn how to never be afraid again. ”

“ please—just pull the knife out! ”

“ why do you own a gun? ”

“ i don’t know who to trust anymore. ”

“ you’ll fuck me but you won’t [go out with/date/marry] me. ”

“ we need to stop this. it’s too risky… and i can’t lose you. ”

“ i carried your coffin! ”

“ don’t follow me. ”

“ i’m mad at god. ”

“ none of it was real. i was just doing my job. ”

“ why didn’t you tell me you were hurt?! ”

“ i was the only survivor. ”

“ i never met her. ”

“ you choose your family, but it doesn’t change the fact that i’m still 50% him. ”

“ she’ll kill you if you don’t get out. ”

“ not if i kill him first. ”

[melamemea]

dirty levels .

001 . ————- flirting .

“hey gorgeous… is this seat taken?”

“your body looks s o good in this light”

“care to dance? i’ll teach you how hips work”

“how about i get you a drink and you tell me about yourself?”

“here i dreaded going out… and i was lucky enough to meet an angel”

“come closer baby”

“want to come and join me?”

“oh you got a little something there… let me fix it for you”

“your eyes are gorgeous”

“your lips are so beautiful”

“do you come here often?”

“your place or mine?”

002 . ————— behind closed doors.

“oh baby… you’re so hard/wet.”

“kiss me… harder.”

“kiss me — there…”

“please… i need you”

“shut the door — quickly… i can’t wait to fuck you”

“your breasts so beautiful”

“unzip me ~ slowly…”

“hurry up… i’m getting impatient ~”

“how about… i pour champagne down your stomach… and get a little naughty”

“are you a naughty girl/boy?”

“that’s right baby, spread open for me”

“how does it feel? ~ you like that?”

“you’re driving me crazy… ! ”

“keep them on… i like it that way”

“You really know how to make a girl wet…“

“Tell me where you want to touch me first.“

“I can’t wait for you to put it in me.“

003 . ————— in the act .

“Bite my neck and fuck me harder.”

“I want you to cum all over my face.“

“Don’t stop.“

“Fill me up.“

“You like how I fuck you?“

“Cum for me.“

“That’s… s o good —”

“Mmm… please… ”

“G—god, more… more!”

“That’s it — that’s the spot baby!”

[surrendertotherush]

autotellic:

really. this was how today was gonna go. fine with him. not that tristan ENJOYED boasting about his own physical prowess, but he was one of the top fighters on the ship, despite being so passively nonaggressive. tristan eyed his opponent closely, thoroughly, before his fingers curled into a pair of fists, his mind flashing at a thousand light years a second. he sorta liked this spontaneous man.

“Well, come on then! Show me what you—” tristan’s fist is on its way up, rocketing towards the other at an almost blinding speed. It wouldn’t hurt him at all, just spook him. in those few moments, before everything went wrong, tristan felt like they had a connection, despite everything going on around them. but then, the punch didn’t land.

Isolde was clearly weaker than Tristan, but what he lacked in muscle mass certainly went to his evasive abilities, because for each and every punch and kick thrown on his direction, he dodged or simply guided the whole force to other direction with graceful and precise movements.

Slowly, but effectively, the Elite Navigator mapped all the weak spots on the Elite Fighter’s defenses and made it through them, landing some punches here and there until he finally managed to kick climb over him and locked his legs around his body, immobilizing the man for good on the floor.

In the past he was never able to do this and, as much as he tried to don’t think about it, the acknowledgement made him slightly happier. That meant that he was finally somewhat nearer Tristan’s level and it made him worthy of the title of captain that once was of this man.

“What a surprise… you actually make up for a good chair. It’s comfy over here.” Isolde commented in a taunting way and chuckled before rolling on the ground to lay on Tristan’s side and let out his laughter while hugging his own belly. “I never thought I’d actually be able to do this…”

[surrendertotherush]

reliant-navi:

The blonde had let out a small yelp. Oh god. “Ah, wait! ” He had yelled out in surprise, “Wait. Wait. ” He stumbled slightly, but luckly got his footing before falling.

“You don’t have to. ”

“I want to. Besides, eating alone is boring, don’t you think? And it will be easier for you to get back in with me than if you go back to the Bridge alone.”

Sure Isolde was weird, but his intentions were clearly good. He had nothing against Abel and just didn’t want to leave him alone after seeing how tired the Navigator was.

[surrendertotherush]

reliant-navi:

The blonde could hear the joke, but he didn’t doubt the other navigator. “I’ll… Uhm.. ” His teeth went and nibbled on his own lower lip where his scar was and he looked anywhere but the elite.

“I’ll go and take my break. ” He sighed, knowing that once he did he wasn’t going to want to come back and he was going to get a headache tomorrow, or was it today? He looked reluctant to stand up or to even say what he said.

Seeing that Abel was taking his sweet time deciding on what to do despite his words, Isolde took upon himself to take the first step and pulled him away from the chair and computer, then pushed him to the gate door.

“Let’s go! I’ll keep you company while you eat.” The Elite Navigator smiled brightly and friendly.