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jaylah's being moved to sideblog @fiercengineer off my clint @mastcrmarksman (who does has an st verse associated w/ @/darehearts, @/prcpscr, @/danversiism)

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jaylah's being moved to sideblog @fiercengineer off my clint @mastcrmarksman (who does has an st verse associated w/ @/darehearts, @/prcpscr, @/danversiism)

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⸻ Today. I am Hawkeye.

MASTCRMARKSMAN ⸻ headcanon and 616 based Clinton Francis Barton aka the Amazing Hawkeye, canon divergent, set in the comics. crossover, mcu, multiverse, and oc friendly. started developing clint back in 2014 on a multimuse, re-established 2023 after a three year hiatus. 21+ and semi-selective. written by izzy.

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I'd rather stay in character. Like Daniel Day Lewis. Like Stanislavsky. I like playing dumb. It makes me feel smart. Sometimes.

@mastcrmarksman -> a roleplay blog for Clinton Francis Barton aka the Amazing Hawkeye of Marvel Comics Earth 616 and various alternate comic earths. Canon divergent and headcanon based. written lovingly by Izzy

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“In novels, stream of consciousness goes inside the hero’s head and you can read what he’s thinking. You don’t have that in television, and so I thought that if I took a perfect person and divided him into three parts.” —Gene Roddenberry

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STAR TREK: THE FINAL FRONTIER

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He’s my favorite hater

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RP SENTENCE STARTERS INSPIRED BY "Astro City" (1995) MEGAPOST

Edit pronouns/names/locations/etc. and combine or separate as needed when sending.

#1

"In my dreams, I fly. I soar unfettered, and serene, laughing at gravity and at care. The clouds embrace me as a friend and the wind lazily tousles my hair. I lose myself in the sun and the sky."

"The emergency alert transmitter. As always."

"Some sort of weather disaster. Probably another typhoon."

"Manila's a nice flight, under other circumstances. But not today."

"There's no time. There's never any time."

"Of course, there's shock damage to dealt with, and venting the volcano that caused the wave..."

"'Deadlines' as always. Four manuscripts late out of editorial as always. And guess who gets to make up the time?"

"Well, if things are that dire, might as well get to it. 'Time nor tide tarrieth no man.'"

"You know, for someone who enjoys his job so much, you figure just once he'd get here a little early."

"Not bad-- a little florid, but it captures the subject well."

"I swear, I used to think he was standoffish-- but I'm starting to believe he really is the busiest guy on Earth!"

"Cuttin' it a bit fine, eh, [NAME]? We were gettin' ready t'start without ya!"

"Button it. They've never missed a meeting, which is more than I can say for you!"

"Now, now. No need to fuss-- we're all here."

"Boost power-flow by 13%."

"So what's the verdict? Will I ever play violin again?"

"Perfect-- We're reading 85% human with a 15% alien overlay."

"Ha!-- Enough of circuitry and wiring, we have a call to arms!"

"Yeah, yeah, big deal! Like we don't already know you're fast..."

"You'd better be in there! Lunch hour ended TEN minutes ago!"

"I know, and I'm sorry. But the solitude helps me work faster."

"I can't save everybody-- people die even while I'm saving lives *here*-- but I still do what I can. Can't I?"

#2

"Please, it's only [TITLE/FULL NAME/ETC.] when you're in trouble. Call me [(NICK)NAME]."

"I had Sally make us lunch reservations at the press club. I'll introduce you to some of the guys you'll be working with."

"Good. We've got a few minutes before it's time to head down, then. Relax, loosen your tie maybe-- you look like you're choking."

"Sorry, this article you've got framed here. I can understand the others, but why this one?"

"You're observant. I like that."

"That's a story I usually tell over lunch, but I think the club waiters are getting tired of it."

"Press! Press! I need that phone!"

"Your first week, and you already want the front page?"

"I know, I know. But all I've gotten are obits and one flower show. And I could taste this one--"

"Hotshot reporter! Ace newshound! Your pulitzer."

"I'd sneak you up, but I've got an early audition tomorrow."

"Radio jingle, or a soap opera this time?"

"They've got no money of course-- they're putting on the show in a coffeehouse--"

"By the power of the dark heart-- of blood and bone crushed to powder..."

"By the power of the killing fish... the great fish that never rests, whose hunger is never sated..."

"I open the channels to your hunger... I open the channels to your power!..."

"I don't know if what you're trying would even work, but I'd just as soon not find out!"

"I THANK YOU. YOUR WORLD IS WITHIN STRIKING DISTANCE. YOU AND YOUR MINNOWS HAVE SERVED ME WELL... AND YOU SHALL NOT GO UNREWARDED!"

"TAKE MY POWER UNTO YOU. TAKE MY HUNGER AS YOUR OWN--"

"Your army's not going anywhere except the stockade, chum!"

"Quit clowning around and get the job done! We don't have time for your foolishness!"

"You're most uncool! This scene is so square, it's cubed!"

"These oversized sardines need to be put back into the can!"

"THE HUMANS ARE MORE RESOURCEFUL THAN THEY FIRST APPEARED. BUT THEY SHALL NOT PREVAIL."

"We are in a half-world between realities-- and we must prevent it from becoming a beachhead!"

"No offense, but a neophyte reporter bringing a wild story like this... extra-dimensional attack, mystic half-worlds, old legends... would you believe it, in my shoes?"

"Rewrite it, [NAME]. Rewrite it and stick to the facts you can back up."

"This is a strange world, son. And there are lots of weird things in it. That makes us, as a newspaper, vulnerable. Other papers may go out there with sensational, screaming headlines that turn out to be a mistake. We print what we can prove. Sometimes spectacular, sometimes it isn't. Our readers count on us for the truth."

#3

"Please. A drink for everyone in this establishment, my dear."

"Worth a cool mil-- and he says anyone coulda done it--"

"Hey, hey! I heard somebody went down last night-- on your lookout."

"That ain't fair. He was waitin' for us. Gagged me, then in came the cops. I barely managed to slip away."

"Go ahead! Scoff! Don't believe me."

"Oh look-- it's a ruffian of some sort!"

"I'll have the chauffeur rough them up and toss them into the river. Such impertinence."

"Uh, it's nothin' guys. I got an offer to work on my aunt's house in California. I'm thinkin' about it, like a vacation y'know?"

"[NAME] squealed! He's tryin' to bring me in!--"

"Eyes~, oh eyes~! Some people see too much, Eyes!"

"No, please stop! Don't wind that crank, please!"

"Oh, but it's such a nice song, don't you think? Why don't you sing it with me..."

"The monkey thought it was all in fun~!--"

"A hundred-thousand to the man who kills him! And two-hundred in merchandise credit!"

"Sounds like a good deal, but read the fine print: It's awfully hard to collect when you're in prison!"

"Nobody leaves the party early! Don't worry-- I'll get around to you as quickly as I can!"

"How many times have your mother and I told you? If you and your little friends can't play nice, your toys are going to be taken away from you!"

#4

"I swear. I don't know how you do it. I couldn't live up here: gives me the willies just driving through."

"--She broke out of jail. Rebuilt her commode and prison cot into a jackhammer."

"It looks like it's just a pin, but if I turn the design in the frame like-- well, I won't do it now, but it'll set off alarms at headquarters."

"Some. They're not as bad as you think, though. I grew up there. I guess I'm just used to it."

"'Not as bad as you think,' listen to her!"

"One of the gals in my apartment just took a new job in San Franscisco, we're looking for a new roomie."

"She becomes one of them! She works down there, now she lives down there--"

"Mistletoe, child, will protect you from the prince of darkness. For he cannot stand its purity. Also good if need speak to ghosts, but that for later."

"And when the dust settles, if any of you are still standing-- DON'T SAY WE DIDN'T WARN YOU!"

"Into the stairwell! It's reinforced and we've got to get to ground level!"

"Don't even bat an eyelash kiddo. I may be old enough to be your grampaw, but I got the drop on ya!"

#5

"Can't-- caught in some kind of magnetic field!"

"It's screwing up my servos!"

"We'll take him apart from the knees up!"

"No need to applaud, kiddies and kiddettes!

"Just sit back and watch while a professional demonstrates the fine art of monster-taming!"

"You're not exactly cooperating there, tall-dark-and-bloodthirsty!"

"You wouldn't wanna make me look bad, would you?"

"What did we do so wrong to deserve him?!"

"Just get 'im out of here-- before I rip his leg off and beat the monster's head in with it!"

"Cripesakes, man! This is a battlezone! Get outta here!"

"Izzat the new 720? Man, I read about those! Sweet machine, can I--"

"It is NOT your precious machine! And what it is is none of your concern! Now be off with you!"

"Cold is better than walls. I am content."

"Another rejection-- you think the boy would learn!"

"Why can't he get a normal, respectable job like any other--"

"Transmission connection established. Awaiting signal."

"Heads up in there, you lucky unfortunate, you-- And better have your autograph book ready! 'Cause you're sure to want a memento of this daring rescue to show to your grandchildren someday!"

"You know, the service in here is terrible. Whaddya say pops? Let's BLOW this popsicle stand!"

"Ah, to think that all the other superheroes will pale by comparison!"

"No autographs please, ladies! I still have work to do! I-- MY RECORD COLLECTION!"

"Hmph! Be like that! See if I don't get a lawyer for unauthorized use of the name..."

"So the woman says 'you idiot-- this is a duck, not a pig!' and the bartender says-- 'I was talking to the DUCK!'... fine, don't laugh! See if I care."

"Here you go: A trio of sleeping not-so-beauties!"

"Aw, pshaw! Gotta leave *something* for the boys in blue to do!"

"Do you mind?! We're on stakeout here!"

"C'mon! I know a little after-hours place around the corner. Could be your lucky night!"

"And you, such a sensitive guy, too. The mind positively boggles!"

"So, what about you, short stuff? Ready to graduate into the big leagues?"

"I'm only lending a helping hand, dear lady! Pretend I'm not even here!"

"Yes, it was a long and complex investigation to get the goods on this vicious criminal ring. But I want you to know there's no way I could have done it without the assistance of these girls here--"

#6

"I just... didn't know whether you'd be showing up as yourself, or as..."

"I wouldn't want to make you reveal your secret identity-- you don't need to change."

"Now we're not going to take no for an answer, big guy. You keep overworking yourself like this, you're going to crack."

"Take an evening off for once. The rest of us can keep the world safe tonight."

"Oh please, guys! That thing's fast, sure... but let's be realistic here!"

"This is priceless, isn't it? The world's most prominent superheroes, and neither of us has been out on a date in so long... we've forgotten how it works."

"I... I don't know. I didn't really think to make reservations anywhere. It's not like we can go to dinner like this, right?"

"So they are. But you know what? It's our night off. Let's go ahead and cause a fuss!"

"Where now?... we could go to Paris, or Tokyo... if you prefer."

"Where would it be different?"

"My idea of a swell evening, I'll tell you-- freezin' my buns off so some other guy can get some!"

"Um, really? No offense... but it's not the sort of thing I'd imagined for you."

"I can take off whenever I need to, as long as the work gets done."

"Well yes, but surely you could get whatever connections you want from the government or any station--"

"I suppose I could, now. But I wouldn't have been able to when I started out... And, well. I've been kind of busy..."

"That was it. That was the end of my mission. I don't know what it changed-- but that it was a crucial event."

"And I can't help but think, if one disaster could send the world into ruin... well, having seen where we could end up, I feel like I should try to keep things as safe as I can.

"But I couldn't find my family. They didn't exist-- they'd never been born."

"The dwelling unit where I grew up was gone, too. In its place was an automated taco stand."

"But the world I came from is gone. It simply never was."

"It's okay. We knew going into it that this would happen if I was successful, and we all agreed that--"

"We're a couple of workaholics, it seems. Addicted to our beepers."

"Hey, I'll turn mine off if you turn yours off."

"Because I've got a message to send, to women. Not just that they can be heroic, but that they matter. They count."

"Look, I do what I do by choice, and so do you."

"You prioritize by time, who's nearest. And I prioritize by what message I send."

"Tell me about it. I've been called everything from a pagan cult-leader to an anti-american lesbian terrorist."

"I just try to focus on the mission, on getting through to the next job that needs doing."

"I think if I stepped back and looked at it from outside I'd just crack from the enormity of it all."

"But everybody needs to step back. To get some perspective."

"You must have family, friends to turn to from before--"

"Wow! You're almost as cut off as I am..."

"Oh COME ON! I don't have the luxury you do, keeping a secret identity you don't even use! I mean, where is this normal life you say you always want? You're always on the go, you barely even had enough time for tonight!--"

"But don't you see how unrealistic that is?"

"Everything we do is unrealistic. We're fighting for dreams, and we can't give up, not even when... maybe especially when it's impossible."

"Maybe you're fine. Maybe you're still the woman you were, just more powerful and effective."

"But it seems to me that well... if you don't deal with the world through anything but the costume and the mission, hasn't it become kind of a shelter in itself?"

"Just because you saw your whole world destroyed doesn't mean I have to go crawling back to that broken, pathetic, SCARED little thing I once was!"

"You're really annoying, you know that? It's like... you're a god pretending to be normal."

"I'm a woman trying to live up to the role of a god. Letting go of that, even for a little while... well. It's hard to believe I'll ever capture it again."

"Don't worry about it: You've given me a lot to think about. Just as long as it hasn't been entirely one-sided..."

"No-- no. You said some things I haven't considered, but maybe I should..."

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It's not an emergency, there hadn't been an emergency, thank god for the littlest things on this forsaken vessel like that and for Jim's pestering or else he wouldn't have anything to complain about. When he does finally make his humble way toward @darehearts, it's paired with a long held sigh that heaves out of him as he takes a seat across the blond; ❝ You've forgotten all sense of manner and patience. ❞ He got here in almost a timely manner yet late but sue him for it.

The doctor reaches over to inspect the bottle that his friend has selected for them tonight, pours himself a glass and wets his lip before he takes the drink. It's passable, Jim could have splurged better; what he gets for leaving it up to Jim. ❝ Too bad for me there's no cure for that in your case. ❞ Besides a lobotomy. Next Leonard's hand goes for the deck of cards on the table, taking them to start to shuffling them idly. ❝ Alright, what's our game? ❞

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STARS BELONGED - PINNED POST

Sideblog to @fiercengineer // follows, asks, and likes come from @fiercengineer

RULES & HUB BLOG DOC (read)

MEMES (x) // ALL HCs (x)

this is a very low activity blog.

mains, affiliates, exclusives under the cut

Muse List

Keenser (Aos)

Leonard Horatio "Bones" McCoy" (Aos)

Gwyndala (Prodigy)

Zero (Prodigy)

Tom Paris (Voyager)

The Doctor (Voyager)

David Taggart McCoy, OC son of Leonard McCoy & Linda Carter (Aos)

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I know Peter does this thing called magnificent mutuals, but like you know who is the real magnificent mutual?

@prcspcr

You are! I don't have a lot of way of words like you do in talking about people and things, but like we love to see how much you love every character you talk about, and like I fully like look at your writing and it's so good, and the character voice is heard and felt, and real. Your understanding of Spock and thoughts on Spock are canon to me, you are canon to me.

You are always so polite and good with answering my questions too, like okay, ooc little personal here, I was nervous about getting into Star Trek and just new fandoms, especially one as old and big as star trek can be, and absolutely like info dump about star trek in the nicest way and engage about anything about star trek and just literally tell me all the things about all the series and fun little facts

On an ic side, like Spock and clint are so funny,but like jaylah and Spock are amazing, it's just two autistic non humans who get it (I'm looking at one thread I wanna write/reply to sooner) and they are special to me, and you are special to me and your Spock is special

Okay but also when you wrote Jack. I loved him and I love you and your blogs and just BIG HUG.

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their team is their family.

(these could be said to a muse outside of the family, or to a muse inside the family! there are no rules. currently amused by the thought of 'muses overhearing other people say 'let me finish winning' abt their game' though)

the family.

"Stop i- sto- get OFF! It's mine!"

"Give us a sec, he's/she's/they're not finished losing."

"Wait, let me finish losing to (name)."

"You know I can hear you, right?"

"Absolutely not."

"No way we're leaving you behind."

"There's no way (name) would do that."

"Yes, (name), you're very handsome/pretty and everyone should be in love with you."

"My mistake. You're handsome and pretty and everyone is in love with you."

"I'm pretty cute, though."

"Don't listen to them. These guys love me."

"We tolerate you."

"Oh, we're not friends."

"Nice of you to show up."

"Glad to see you're making yourself at home."

"Make yourself maybe a little bit less at home, huh?"

"(Name) really likes you, you know."

"I care about them. You hurt them, you answer to me."

"They're a pain in the ass. Not 'my' pain in the ass. Just a pain."

"(Name) is a good kid. Be nice to them."

"No, if (name) says we jump, we jump."

"Do you trust them?" / "You have no idea."

"Don't listen to 'em. They're just jealous."

"You wanna talk about it?"

"You like him/her/them?"

"I'll take a look."

"Sit down."

"You need someone to check you out, you're not gonna do better than (name)."

observer.

"Are you guys always like this?"

"These are the people you hang out with... on purpose?"

"So are you the 'annoying little sibling' or the 'drowned kitten' in this dynamic?"

"Seem like good people."

"These are your guys?"

"So (name)'s good for it?"

"You vouching for them?"

"I can see what you mean about them."

"If (name) told you to jump off a bridge, would you do it?"

"You guys love each other."

"Oh, so you won't mind if I ask (name) their opinion, then?"

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❝ Mhhn. ❞ Riddles that were purely words had no place with her. ❝ Riddles can be okay if there is something to do with them. ❞ Puzzles along with tactical and physical challenges were what she preferred for keeping her mind sharp; something that allowed for her hands to be working too. ❝ YES! I do not ask to ponder or be met with indecision. ❞ Even if the answer is truly I don't know, Jaylah's immediate solution would be to find out or admit to lack of knowledge and defer. Humans were indecisive and that made them twice as insufferable.

❝ riddles , i find , are BEST for exercising the strength of the mind && ensuring it stays sharp . however , there is a time && a place for such ventures . when i ask a question , i expect a direct response . ❞ a weighted pause as he glanced towards jaylah , knowing she too found humans insufferable when they responded in such a way .

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DUTY SHIFTS take place in three separate time slots so that a starship or starbase is continuously running throughout all hours of the day.

alpha shift (”day shift”): between 0800 and 1600, or 8AM to 4PM. beta shift (”swing shift”): between 1600 and 2400, or 4PM to midnight. gamma shift (”night shift”): between 2400 and 0800, or midnight and 8AM.

typically the captain is the commanding officer of the alpha shift, seeing as that’s the shift where people are awake since it’s “during the day”. the gamma shift (the graveyard shift that nobody likes to have) is often led by officers of lesser rank; lieutenants, lieutenant junior grades, and ensigns.

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For all that she has had to act alone, for what she has had to survive that strips one of their youth; she's still the equivalent of a teenager in some aspects and by tyrakhean standards. The outburst of NO making that evident as she stands stiff, arms crossed and turned away from Kirk. A reaction of this nature not able to be reeled in by here, openly on display for Kirk to see.

She's dealing with, barely dealing with, the feelings of frustrations. Unfortunately, she's gotten used to them but that didn't mean that she's been able to manage that feeling well. It takes her a few moments before she ebbs into acceptance that another project, another idea, is put on hold; for what felt like infinite standard.

The limitations put upon her are not that she doesn't have access to materials needed; that was easier to understand and cope with. It made sense to the nomadic trader; but limitations due to rules and regulations were harder to grasp. If only because they all felt circumstantial and it's not so clear to her on the whys.

Kirk throws her for a loop when from her standpoint he suddenly asks if she trusts him. ❝ What? ❞ Her qualms were not personally related to Kirk, although he was the one experiencing the brunt of her present disappointments. The young woman frowns, as though concerned that some offense has been made, then nods her head as she looks up towards the Captain. ❝ I do trust you? ❞

he’s  supposed  to  be  the  one  person  aboard  this  ship  with  the  talent  for  dealing  with  a  situation  like  this  that  makes  you  think,       an  emotionally  charged  occurrence  just  like  the  captain  himself.       the  curt,       disapproving  flow  of  ‘no’s  is more  familiar  to  him  than  she  could  realize.       it  hits  Jim  then  that  he  never  told  her  about  his  childhood       &       the  way  he  felt  trapped  where  he  was  born.

it  felt  like  an  endless  loop  with  the  same  kind  of  scenery,       the  corn  stalks,       the  sky  stretching  with  the  exact  shade  of  blue  no  matter  what  time  of  day.

like  a  rat  trapped  in  a  wheel,       running       &       running,       getting  nowhere  as  time  claimed  more  of  his  brief  existence.       a  plethora  of  options  lay  before  him.       he  can  ignore  the  lady’s  comments       &       wait  for  her  to  come  to  terms  with  reality       &       limitations  imposed  on  not  just  her  but  their  whole  ship.       his  cerulean  quietly  brushes  upon  her  work  that  he  trusts  unquestioningly.

he  wants  to  protect  her       &       let  her  excel  at  the  same  time.       why  is  it  always  complicated       ?       no  wonder  Spock  rejects  the  idea  of  being  captain  whenever  it  comes  up,       even  the  probability  of  it  giving  him  discomfort.       Kirk’s  lips  purse  as  mere  seconds  stretch  to  eons  in  his  psyche.       her  demeanor  feels  like  a  tiny  fraction  of  how  she  refused  to  help  them  back  at  Altamid,       only  to  cave  in  seconds  later.      

he’s  aware  that  this  is  not  personal  towards  him  after  all.       still,       he  decides  to  thread  differently.       his  initial  approach  bore  no  fruit.       ❝          don't  you  trust  me,       Jaylah       ?          ❞

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your name: Khan Noonien Singh

Romantic or platonic?: Platonic

A night in or dinner out or an activity?: Activity probably (do some engineering perhaps?)

Ice cream or chocolate covered strawberries?: Ice cream

What's your perfect date?: As long as it's not us being stranded on a foreign planet, I'm fine with almost anything.

Would you cook for me?: Yes.

Would you let me cook for you?: Yes.

Can we make-out?: Unlikely if this is purely platonic.

Make out in private or in public?: Unsure what to give as an answer to that.

Do you like to cuddle?: Depends.

Blankets or no blankets for cuddling?: Both.

Couch or bed?: Couch.

What are at least 3 hobbies of yours?: Cooking, engineering, reading.

Tell me something about you no else knows: I am actually quite sociable.

Why do you want to be my valentine?: You like engineering. I like engineering.

What makes you a good Valentine?: I don't expect much.

ACCEPTING ALL FEBURARY

❝ The only physical closeness will be is if we have to shimmer through Jefferies tubes ⸻ I would not mind being paired as shift partners with you though and if we have some time I can show you one of my projects I have been working. ❞ That Scotty is mostly aware of that she's been tinkering with in her off hours.