#navigatrix

[shelandsorcery]

a 2017 painting of the navigatrix.

she may have grown and changed, but my love for blue and purple has not!

[ask-l4wyers]

Woman beam again but gentle!!!!

WHO keeps blasting them

[ask-l4wyers]

PETRIFICATION BEAM GO!

and on pride month. for shame

[ask-l4wyers]

WHY IS NAVIGTRI LIKE. DISINTEGRATED

water evaporates, idiot

[ask-l4wyers]

WOMAN BEAM‼️‼️💥💥💥💥💥

someones gotta put a warning around here or something. this is a safety hazard.

[shelandsorcery]

been thinking about the navigatrix, who grew up in the void, mapping the stars as a weightless toddler, learning trigonometry and calculus like other kids learn their first language; forever inherently aware that in space, nothing is ever still; the navigatrix, who, like every one of her kith and kin, left the homeships to help the rest of humanity navigate between the stars, who picked the smallest ship she could find and found herself with a new family and a very criminal career path, all for the love of adventure; the navigatrix, who could hold and read charts of planets, of galaxies, and when the opportunity presented itself, of time.

[portablecity]

Warp Riders!

Chapter 3

The Stowaway had shown up after their last gig. The four of them had fled back to the ship after things had gone sideways. They’d quickly battened the hatches and dropped through the warp, back out of time, and it was only afterwards they noticed them hiding in Lucy’s old bunk.

They weren’t a crew that got stowaways; the Engineer had set up very fiddly locking systems on all the doors of the ship, the sort that took a whole choreography of twists and turns to unlatch. So the first thing the Captain asked their guest was how the hell they’d gotten in.

But the Stowaway didn’t tell her. Couldn’t, maybe.

They opened their mouth and made noises, but not noises anyone thought of as, say, words. Noises that kind of slid in one ear and out the other, warped and slippery, without leaving any meaning behind whatsoever.

So the Engineer got them a keyboard to type on, and they frowned and made a good effort, clicked all the keys, and hissed audibly as the screen filled with punctuation and numbers, continuing to add more for a few seconds even after they raised their hands.

So the Bosun pulled out her personal notepad, tore off a sheet, and handed an analogue pen to the Stowaway. They all gathered round and watched as their guest wrestled with the pen, sweating and huffing, failing to make it put anything on the page that resembled a word.

At which point, the Navigatrix threw her hands in the air and called it futile, and they left the Stowaway in Lucy’s old bunk, locked the door, and spent another hour arguing as a crew over whether it was worth the risk to drop back into time immediately and kick them off.

In the end, they hadn’t really gotten around to it, was the thing.

There was always a lot to do between gigs, even without the pressure of time weighing on them. The ship needed repairs, their equipment had to be patched up, and this time, so did the crew themselves.

It didn’t take long for the Bosun to talk the Captain into unlocking the bunk and putting the Stowaway to work in the kitchen; and now it felt almost like they’d always been there, in their terrestrial outfit, silently doing odd jobs in all the quiet corners of the ship.

That was the thing about living outside time; it was hard to be sure of duration. 

[avalonjoan]

Tumblr Catch Up!

Tagged in two slightly different versions by @navigatrixloves (who I was going to tag so now I gotta find someone else!) and @your-void-senpai

Last song: Moskau by Dschinghis Khan. It SLAPS and there’s a YouTube video with misheard lyrics that I saw in 10th grade and it’s hilarious and I always hear those lyrics in my head

Last movie I watched: Labyrinth, because I wanted to watch a bunch of muppets, see David Bowie looking INCREDIBLY bisexual, and hear the “you remind me of the babe” exchange. (I hold a lot of power in my Friday night movie group.)

Show I’m watching: Shadow and Bone with the fiancé, 911 Lone Star on my own (both of them have VERY sexy casts, which I’m realizing is a very bi way of describing a show)

Book I’m currently reading: rereading Call Down the Hawk (because I will be probably have to wait until after my honeymoon to get my gay little hands on Mister Impossible), and Starship Troopers (book club)

Three ships: okay okay okay so Adam and Ronan from The Raven Cycle. Jack and Bitty from Check, Please. And I’ve been Feeling Ronan and Gansey recently (because I wrote that blowjob fic that ended up having a lot of feelings in it).

Thing I’m craving: mis. ter. imp. oss. ible. I’m rattling the bars of my local library being like “I KNOW IT’S OUT!  SLAP A BAR CODE ON IT AND CALL ME!” (I’m not buying a copy yet bc all my TRC books are softcover and I want things to be the same).

Tagging @silhouette-sky and @superstringtheory