he1msman

[he1msman]

DARK BROW QUIRKS UPWARDS, Sulu's lips pressing into a line. "Why do I have to be the one to dumpster dive? If I'm going to be hunting for clothes, you can't complain about what I pick out for you." A slight smirk curls at his lips before Hikaru makes a mad dash for the alleyway. He thinks he makes it without being spotted.

After several minutes of hunting, he finally realizes the weird canisters are their trash bins. They are cylinder in shape and seem glued to the ground. When he opens the lid, though, he's met with a blazing inferno. The lid slams shut and he backs away. "Nope. Not happening." Gaze swings to Jim. "So uh, steal from a store?"

Jim crinkles his nose. It is not an appealing option. There is little in their present circumstances to find appealing. The lack of preparation is the most glaring; usually, they at least have some idea of the people and language to guide them. Here, they have nothing but luck and hope.

"Well," Jim says, managing to sound confident and undeterred by the foolishness of their plan, "we gotta start somewhere. Although," he adds with a pointed grin. "I expect you to do the dumpster diving."

#fyrewalks #✦ . 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 . › v. helmsman #✦ . 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭 . › queue

[he1msman]

THOUGH HE IS QUIET FOR NOW, working to slow his breath and rest his body, Sulu keeps a wary eye on Kirk. Will the Captain tumble from the tree? Will he give up and tell Sulu to go on without him? Or will he find some resolve to push on? In Hikaru's opinion, crisis or not, it would be very un-Jim like for the Captain not to push through. It's who the Captain is.

Seconds tick by and the water doesn't rise. Sulu counts that as a win. Even as he struggles to keep his eyes open. Just to make sure he stays awake, the man reaches for his communicator, trying to hail the Enterprise again. It's static.

"Good news, water isn't rising." He says, breaking the silence. "Bad news, we're still stuck here. We'll just have to wait to I can get a signal or someone finds us." At this point, it's a 50/50 chance either will happen.

Sulu's remarks rings in his head, an uncomfortable feeling settling low in Jim's stomach. There is something so strange about the words, perhaps, because distantly, so faint Jim isn't sure the thought even registers fully, nothing in the statement should be unfamiliar.

"Okay," he says slowly, not entirely convinced, as he lowers himself down to sit.

"A few minutes," Jim agrees, but his voice hollow. It is an empty promise. Despite the words catching and reverberating in his head, and the hope Sulu places in the Enterprise, Jim cannot muster the same belief.

A few minutes of rest then he'll convince Sulu to move on without him.

#fyrewalks #✦ . 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 . › v. helmsman #✦ . 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭 . › queue

[he1msman]

HIS GRIN TURNS WICKED at the mention of rubbing his exploits and accomplishments in his father's face. Hikaru had thought about being bold like that but...Leave it to Pavel to do it for him. God, one of the many reasons he loved this man to the end of the ever expanding universe.

That grin, though, turns softer. His hand squeezes Pavel's knee, once more, wishing he could drag the other man into his lap and kiss him senseless. As it is, they're in public and navigating anti-grav is...difficult. So he settles with keeping his hand on the other's knee.

"I love you too. More than anything else in this world." More than his career and captaincy. It's just icing on the cake that he's able to have both at the same time. Hikaru considers himself extremely lucky.

Their conversation lapses into familiar territory, warp theory, navigational exploits, upcoming missions, and daydreaming about where their former crewmates are. While Hikaru loves his captaincy, there is a sadness surrounding his thoughts of Kirk and Spock. Of Scotty and Christine. There will always be fond memories and sad heartstrings when he recalls their faces.

With his cheeks flushed, lips wet with alcohol, Sulu nods his head towards the door. "There's a techno club just down the street. Want to go?" Hikaru feels warm and bubbly. Not wanting this night to end, the next best thing is to find another activity to do before they stumble back home.

If Pavel ever had to describe the taste of a sunrise, he would point somebody to this drink. The syrupy sweetness is perfectly balanced out with the bite of alcohol, and the warmth of the drink chases away the initial chill, mimicking the feeling of the sun's light breaking onto the horizon, crawling across your face for the first time.

Pavel soaks in the rest of the praise, beaming bright enough to outshine the decorative overhead lights. Whether he's exaggerating or not in the moment doesn't matterーhe could listen to this all day, floating away in Hikaru's playful toneーhe's inclined to believe every word, commit every second of this interaction to memory to revisit later.

"That is very high praise," he muses, none of that youthful shyness on his face. Hikaru's laugh floats around the bar, unrestrained by gravity, and though Pavel can feel some of the other patrons' eyes on their backs boring holes into his shoulders, he ignores it, keeping his eyes only on Hikaru and the way his face scrunches ever so slightly when he laughs.

I would bet they are jealous.

He squeezes Hikaru's hand back and holds it, his touch firm and warm as he tries not to think of one of those nights, the two of them a tangled mess of limbs and ragged breathing, the feeling ofー "I have to make sure I never lose that position." There's a knowing weight to his tone, something unspoken that fits itself between each word that he knows he doesn't have to explain.

"Oh, they will." He nods, humming in that way that says he has already figured out the answer and is waiting for everyone else to catch up. There's no hesitation in his answer, no uncertainty. "And even if not together or for more than a detailed description of our service timeline, we will end up in there. I'm sure they are already writing you in for your skills as a pilot all these years."

Oh, others can pilot, but nobody could fly like Hikaru. It takes a certain mastery to control the ship like an extension of oneself, to manoeuvre it through the tightest conditions with expert precision, and Pavel has already decided that if, by the time he is captain, nobody has given him the credit he is due for that, at the very least, he will make sure it happens himself.

"And, do not ask me how, but I know great things are going to happen while you're captain." Pavel throws him a devious little smile. "When it does, I am going to personally forward the articles they write about you to your father. Even if they write the stupidest headline for it. Anonymously, of course." Pavel sips at his liquid sunrise again, feeling the heat momentarily rush to his head. "Or I could put my name on it to gloat."

I get to see how amazing your son is always.

They may not have the advantage of a telepathic bond, but Pavel knows him so wholly, so completely, that it feels like Hikaru is always there beside him, even across great distances. He never did get the chance to ask the captain what that was like, the bond, but Pavel imagines it has to feel something like this. A closeness and understanding that permeates everything, an entire language in a simple glance, a smile, a draw of breathー

Hikaru's hand is warm on his knee and if it weren't so difficult to manoeuvre himself in anti-gravity, he'd drag himself closer. "I know you would have. They would never have promoted me so young, even if I did qualify with my accomplishments already in my career, but I think I'm happy about that." Everyone's stares will feel twice as intense the moment he utters the captain's oath.

His legacy will always first be one of youth before accomplishment, and his entire crew will know it.

"Besides, how could I let you have some of your first adventures without me?" Never mind how I would always be thinking about you. "My answer always was going to be yes. And not just to spare you or your new First Officer a headache. I love you, Hikaru, so of course I'd take this honour."

#ensnchekov #✦ . 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 . › v. captain of the intrepid #THEY'RE JUST TOO GOOD.

[he1msman]

Okay but...The Enterprise crew as The Avengers.

#✦ . 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭 . › ooc #✦ . 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭 . › wishlist

[he1msman]

How about a thread where one of our muses makes a bad choice for the right reasons only to realizes as the weeks go on, the consequence/effect of that bad choice starts to wear/change them and the other muse has to help/save them + keep them grounded in their true self.

#✦ . 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭 . › wishlist

[he1msman]

Not me thinking about Hikaru having a deeper understanding and appreciation for Jim once he becomes Captain. Because he finally realizes all the shit Kirk had to go through while also managing a ship and crew. And then I think about the two of them having monthly check-ins, just so Hikaru can ask for advice, see how Kirk is doing, and share strategies or information with each other.

#✦ . 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 . › headcanon #listen #outside of pavel #kirk is one of hikaru's closest friends

[he1msman]

HIKARU ISN'T SURE WHAT TO SAY, or even if his commentary is wanted. He's a Captain. Solanis is a king. By rank alone, Sulu has no right being here or in this close of proximity to royalty. Especially alone. Either there are spies he cannot see, or they do not care for the safety of their king.

Brow furrows slightly at the mention of chess. "Yes," he nods, looking at the board. In fact, there had been a chess club on the Enterprise, started by Kirk. Hikaru will never forget the day he found Kirk and Spock playing 3D chess in the community hall and the crowd they had gathered. Turned out chess was a common theme among the crew. And when he took over Intrepid, he and Pavel had started their own chess club.

The analogy is spot on. Something that Hikaru is starting to learn. The longer he sits in the Captain's seat, the more he appreciates Jim and all he did as Captain of the Enterprise. The shit he dealt with while also taking care of the crew. Sulu swallows. Kirk had been one of the best Captain's he served under and Hikaru can only hope to be half as good.

"Ture," Sulu murmurs as he picks up a queen and rolls it on his palm. "But how else are you supposed to learn if you don't make mistakes? Surely those who watch should understand that." But even as he says the words, HIkaru knows they're false. Admiralty would have his head, and have had it, when he's messed up diplomacy, trade agreements and first contact. No one is perfect but they always expect perfection.

“It’s okay to mess up. You don’t have to be perfect.” - for solanis

younger than most , if not all of his courtiers , && knowing he would die before all of them , solanis had to become wise beyond his years in a short period of time . && often , he did what he could , knowing he was neither the wise king he wished to be nor ever was going to be . mistakes were .. normal . the experience of every living creature that walked this universe . && yet , when solanis made a mistake , it felt like the very CORE of his being was imploding with shame && heartache . && further still , the young sick King could not let it show .

golden eyes flickering under his mask , he hid the glistening of tears easily , but felt then hit the linens that separated mask from flesh . his gaze shifting before then gesturing . ❝ do you play chess , @he1msman ? ❞ he queried . ❝ i attempted to have the 3-d models of the chess sets that are now used throughout the federation , but i am still a little fuzzy on the rules , ❞ he sat down , shifting his weight && taking a deep inhale .

❝ the whole world is in chess . && as a king , you watch every action you make be either used against you or FORGOTTEN . ❞ solanis paused , fingers reaching over one of the pieces before picking it up && playing with it before resting it within the concave of his concealed palm . ❝ mistakes are held through a microscope when you hold the responsibility of a land . ❞ he paused looking over . ❝ or a ship . ❞

#wcrpspeed #✦ . 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 . › v. captain of the intrepid

[he1msman]

HE DOESN'T KNOW WHAT the explosion was. Countermeasures, maybe. But he doesn't see any other crafts in the sky. Just the vague impression of Intrepid there and gone. Sulu doesn't know where they went or why.

"No..." He says, finally releasing his neck to look at Echo. "And I received no communications before they jumped to warp." Worry creases his brow as the Captain begins to pace. "Hope you didn't have dinner plans. We're stuck here till they come back." If they come back.

...shit. As if today could get any worse. The woman squints up at the sky, fingers flexing at her sides. "...well it sure as hell isn't making a pitstop for snacks." Echo never quite mastered the art of being funny.

"It wasn't -- that wasn't supposed to happen, right?"

#galaeus #✦ . 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 . › v. captain of the intrepid #perfectly fine! #thanks for responding. :)

[he1msman]

GAZE CUTS TO THE SIDE, lips flat before Sulu brings his gaze back skywards. Okay, so Amelia told him what he wanted to hear. Still didn't make him feel better as he watched his ship go to warp without them. No inclination as to why. Fuck.

The Captain releases a long sigh, running a hand through his hair. Raven locks stick up at odd angles as Hikaru rubs his temples. "Nothing we can do until they come back in range." His lips continue to pinch down. "The people here are on the verge of warp capabilities. A few more weeks and they'll have their drives ready. But that," he points to the sky. "That was beyond them. Something else happened."

❝ The Intrepid did not just go to warp with us still planet side, ❞ Amelia echoes casually, squinting up into the sky, watching the Intrepid do exactly that. She chews on her bottom lip for a moment, allowing herself a single moment of silent panic before she sucks it in, swallows it back. She'd been in worse scenarios before, and lived - and she'd even be alone.

At least she was with him.

Amelia sighs, pushing her hair back, offering an empty smile. ❝ Wanna continue and pretend we didn't notice, Captain ? ❞

#fatalhymn #✦ . 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 . › v. captain of the intrepid

[he1msman]

I just spent nearly $7 on a small coffee at S.tarbucks... That is insane.

#✦ . 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭 . › ooc #tbd

[he1msman]

SULU LIKES TO THINK of himself as someone who knows the universe quite well. At least, where to find all the good scrap. He'd had his fair share of run-ins with Board members and peacekeepers but a Canid...He'd never cross paths with one before. Now, he's questioning if he's as good of a Sublight employee as he thought he was.

The man swallows, crawling in the grass at a measure pace. His eyes dart from the captain to the creature and stays low. "What are you going to do? Kill it before it kills us? Or eat it?" @uncaptiable

that is one ugly dog.

“ law, i wish it was a dog. ” she remembered dogs. the big fluffy one that hung outside the old diner - she used to feed him scraps, when they could spare them. ‘course, they couldn’t often spare them, the way things were going on earth the last time she’d seen it. she didn’t figure that poor dog lasted much longer after she’d been fired. mr. teller wouldn’t have fed him shoe leather, much less bacon scraps. poor thing. the captain adjusts how she’s laying in the grass, crawling slowly in hopes it won’t see them. she’s whispering, albeit not very well.

“ ‘s a canid. more like to gobble you up’n spit your bones out before you could say ‘sit, stay.’ some kinda mutant i think, ‘cause of all that terraforming. you stay low, he won’t see you. least i hope so. ”

#uncaptiable #sublight tag #✦ . 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭 . › queue

[he1msman]

HEAD TILTS BACK, neck straining as Sulu looks to the sky. His stomach hollows out as he watches something explode in the atmosphere. "Please tell me that the Intrepid did not just go to warp with us still planet side."

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#✦ . 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 . › v. captain of the intrepid #mutuals only

[he1msman]

SOMETHING SHARP AND COLD presses into the base of his spin. Hikaru stiffens, hands raising into a surrendering gesture. Fear coats his skin in chills, unable to turn around and see who or what has caught him in a trap. Just his luck to get captured or detained while dirtside during his first month as captain.

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#✦ . 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 . › v. captain of the intrepid #mutuals only

[he1msman]

How about a thread where those in Starfleet were prophesized by a race of people when they visit a new world. Except, nothing is as it seems. They're not the white knights. They're actually the human sacrifices to a volcano god or something.

#✦ . 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭 . › wishlist

[he1msman]

"DO YOU THINK THEY'LL have hot chocolate or tea?" He muses, needing something to look forward do. "And maybe a better landing location." The fact they'd beamed down a mile away is unfair. He and Doctor McCoy have work to do. @noblehcart

" You're damn right about that. " The scowl only deepens as they trudge forwards in the rather thin winter gear given for the wintery planet. " As if we aren't already riskin' our necks out in god knows where in god knows what space. "

#noblehcart #✦ . 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 . › v. helmsman #✦ . 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭 . › queue

[he1msman]

PROMPTS FOR FAKE DATING & GOING UNDERCOVER *  assorted dialogue for muses going undercover as a couple and having to maintain the illusion that they're dating, and all the chaos, feelings, and whatnot that come with it, suggested by dollhidden, adjust as necessary, send "reverse" for the reversal of action prompts

DIALOGUE PROMPTS

come on. at least pretend that you like me.

if we hold hands, that'll sell the illusion even more.

what petnames do you think we'd use if we were actually dating?

please don't make this too difficult on me.

stop letting go of my hand.

you're going to pay for this later.

that was way too close of a call.

[petname]? that's what we're going with?

could you at least look like you like me for an hour? is that so hard?

admit it. i'm not half bad.

didn't think i would enjoy this as much as i am.

did you take acting classes growing up?

excuse me! i'm just trying to sell the illusion!

do you think they bought it?

you don't look like you love me. you look like you're constipated.

way to lay it on thick. i think you might have done too good of a job.

pretend to laugh at one of my jokes.

i guess i didn't expect you to dress up for this. i'm impressed.

you know, if you treated me like that on the regular, i might actually start falling in love with you.

they have to believe we're together. how hard can it be?

quick, pretend like you're about to kiss me.

you clearly care more about the tiny appetizers than you do me.

i'm just here for the free champagne.

you clean up nice.

that honestly wasn't as bad as i thought it would be.

they're looking over here. quick, say something funny.

that... was surprisingly smooth of you.

you don't date much, do you?

we should pretend to date more often.

hey! my eyes are up here!

shit, they're coming. kiss me.

ACTION PROMPTS all of these are written as if both parties are fake dating and going undercover at some specified event, but feel free to add your own scenarios if you'd like!

[ hand ] sender quickly takes receiver's hand in public to avoid getting caught

[ waist ] sender quickly slides an arm around receiver's waist in public to avoid getting caught

[ propose ] sender stages a dramatic fake proposal to further sell their relationship to the crowd, catching receiver completely off guard

[ fake fight ] sender and receiver stage a coordinated fake fight/messy breakup in front of the crowd

[ kiss ] realizing they need to sell their relationship to an important person/people, sender and receiver kiss for the first time

[ coat ] noticing receiver is cold, sender gives them their coat

[ entrance ] sender and receiver approach the entrance of the secret event and discuss their plans for selling their fake relationship to the crowd

[ slip away ] sender slips away from receiver in order to take a break from pretending, and receiver goes to find them

[ off limits ] sender and receiver are exploring an off limit portion of the event space, get caught, and are forced to try to explain how they got lost

[ the big kiss ] to conceal the fact that they're exploring an off limit portion of the event space, sender kisses receiver dramatically once they're caught

[ introduce ] sender introduces receiver as their lover/date/partner to a very important (and potentially dangerous) person at this event

[ family ] sender introduces receiver as their lover/date/partner to their family, who just so happens to also be at the event

[ lost ] sender loses receiver in the crowd and rushes to relocate them before their cover is blown

[ flirt ] when someone else shows interest in receiver, sender steps in and makes it clear they're "taken"

[ exit ] sender and receiver have successfully accomplished their goal, and now must sneak out of the event as covertly as possible

[ spill ] sender accidentally spills their drink on receiver and rushes them to the restroom to clean them up

[ private ] in a brief moment of privacy between the two fake daters, sender admits to receiver that they don't think receiver is as bad as they thought

#✦ . 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭 . › meme

[he1msman]

  ——— independent original character within the worlds of dune, fallout, star trek, sci-fi & more. mature & triggering themes present. / created by amy.

#promo !