#Chakotay/Janeway

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Just watched Cathexis and after Chakotay awakens from his coma, with both of Kathryn’s hands on his chest he says, “It’s like I never left.”

Which is the same thing he tells Kathryn on Cracked Mirror during their reunion. With her hand on his chest.

What a lovely parallel!

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Do you ever have a ship that you prefer to look at out of the corner of your eye? Like, reading stuff focusing on them is fun, but there’s a special sort of joy that comes from seeing them do unhinged things at each other in the background of some greater narrative.

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I'm noticing a fair amount of crossover amongst those who ship Mulder/Scully, Chakotay/Janeway, and Sheppard/Weir. Which of course for me means that I will eventually, inevitably, be writing Sparky fic along with the fic I write for two other 25+ year old defunct shows.

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Yes!

The more I watch Workforce, the more of a JC ep I realize it actually is.

BRUH

Did anyone else catch in Workforce the next scene after Janeway fucks Jaffen when she joins him on the couch and lays across his lap, she reaches up AND TRACES HER FINGER ALONG HIS LEFT BROW AND DOWN TO HIS TEMPLE LIKE WHERE CHAKOTAY'S TATTOO IS

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I keep thinking about what she will find on Tars Lamora Lyrics are from:

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It was thunderstorming this morning so I wrote an angsty little J/C one-shot. Enjoy!

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Do I have any followers who would be interested in it if I posted stills and/or gifs from every episode of Voyager devoted to Chakotay/Janeway? If so, I think I'll make a sideblog for it that y'all can follow. I just can't get over the way he looks at her. She definitely looks at him with affection too, but every damn episode in which they share screen time, he looks at her with absolute devotion. Idk how the whole crew didn't talk about it.

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Rec: Stalemate by Oparu

Title: Stalemate Author: Oparu Canon: Star Trek VOY Pairing: Kathryn Janeway/Chakotay Rating: Mature [🍊] Word Count: 17,459 Summary: An Endgame and Full Circle fix-it. Decades after Kathryn Janeway’s

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From the top: Episode 1, Season 1-Caretaker

This will be a long running series analyzing the relationship between Chakotay and Kathryn Janeway. In my opinion, they have one of the most compelling relationships on Star Trek: Voyager. It's a pity that the show never went through with putting them together, though I understand Kate Mulgrew's resistance to it. Regardless, there was a great deal of subtext and some actual text to their romantic feelings for each other. As I am rewatching this and losing my shit the tiniest bit over each glance between them, I've decided to document it. I hope there are some who will appreciate my efforts. Here we go!

In the first episode, Janeway's crew and Chakotay's crew are transported to the Delta Quadrant. Harry Kim and B'Elanna Torres were kidnapped by the Caretaker and sent to the Ocampa. Janeway suggests an alliance between her crew and Chakotay's, to which he agrees. This is their first real interaction:

She shows a fierceness that Chakotay is impressed enough by not to challenge her. She decides to send an away team down to the planet to try to rescue Harry and B'Elanna, but checks with Chakotay first to make sure that they're on the same page. He nods his agreement.

His expression is still guarded, but there's a slight softening, and a bit of respect. I believe he thought her plan was a good one, and appreciated the fact that she took his opinion into account, despite the fact that she was a Starfleet Captain and he was an outlaw whom she'd been sent to arrest.

I think this is the point in which he starts to have true respect for her. She's showing bravery, selflessness, and compassion, all traits that he values. He shows this respect here:

It doesn't matter to him that he was the Captain of his ship. He's decided in this moment to follow her.

Now they're one crew. They look at each other with tentative though still guarded trust. However, after she turns away, we see the first signs of Chakotay's growing affection for her:

I hope y'all liked this! If anyone has anything to add or disagrees with any part of it, I welcome reblogs and comments!

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Starting the New Year Off With a Bang

An NSFW Janeway/Chakotay New Year’s Eve Fic

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The Voyager crew, recently returned from the Delta Quadrant, were gathered in a Gatlinburg, Tennessee cabin to celebrate New Year’s Eve.

Janeway and Chakotay were the hosts of the evening's festivities. They’d rented the cabin to have some alone time and decided to invite the crew for the evening. It had seemed like a good idea, but now they were regretting it. Not because they didn’t want to see their friends. But because they wanted more alone time to fuck like bunny rabbits.

They’d been dating for a month now and hadn’t been able to keep their hands off each other. The pent-up sexual tension from the last seven years could not be contained. They’d spent days having sex, but could not get enough of each other. They’d done it all over the cabin. In the bedroom, in the hot tub, on and over the pool table. Last night, they’d banged on the balcony overlooking the mountains. Kathryn had bent over the railing, and Chakotay had grabbed her hips and taken her from behind. It had been thrilling, being naked and making love in the cool night air. They knew they might get caught, but they didn’t care. They’d practiced self-restraint for seven years. Therefore, they were done with holding back.

However, now that the crew was here, self-restraint was necessary. They’d agreed it wouldn’t be hard to hold back for one night, Unfortunately, they’d miscalculated.

At least, Kathryn had. She stood on the balcony with Tom and B’Elanna and tried to

listen to what they were saying. They were sharing something about their daughter, but Kathryn couldn’t focus. All she could think about was what transpired on the balcony the previous evening. She ached to feel Chakotay's hands and mouth on her body. She needed to get him alone somehow.

“I think it’s time to break out the Romulan ale!” Kathryn declared. Her guests followed her inside, and they headed for the living room. Chakotay was already pouring drinks and passing them around. She wanted to push him onto the couch and ride him, but another idea popped into her head.

“Here’s a drink for you, Kathryn,” he offered warmly. She smiled and extended her hand graciously. She took the glass and pretended to fumble with it, then she spilled the blue liquid down the front of her sweater.

“Shit!” she cursed dramatically.

Chakotay’s eyes grew wide. “Oh no ! I am so sorry, Kathryn! Can I get you a towel?

No need to apologize, my love. Just pick up on what I’m trying to do. She thought.

Thanks Chakotay. I’ll just change my sweater. I'll be back in a minute.

She went to the bedroom and sat on the bed. She waited five minutes and then stuck her head out the door.

“Chakotay! Could you come here for a minute?” She shouted. “I can't find my sweater.”

A few moments later, she heard his footsteps coming down the hall. He entered the room and  eyed her suspiciously.

“Did you spill that drink on purpose?” he asked.

She closed the distance between them. She stood before him and held his gaze.

“Yes,” she confessed without hesitation

“I thought so,” he replied. Then he grabbed her and crushed his lips to hers. It was a long, smoldering kiss. It made Kathryn weak in the knees. Kathryn opened her mouth and sighed as his tongue caressed hers.  They kissed deeper, then he pulled away and took her hand.

“We should go in the closet. Just in case someone comes looking for us,” he suggested cautiously.

Kathryn nodded in agreement. She followed him inside the walk-in and promptly closed the door behind them. It had an archaic lock, but it would get the job done. She locked the door, and they threw their arms around each other. Their bodies mashed together and they kissed passionately. Kathryn felt him tugging at her sweater and helped him lift it over her head. Her shirt came off next, followed by her bra. Her breasts came free and Chakotay cupped them with both hands. He squeezed them, then leaned down and claimed a pointy nipple with his mouth. He sucked the hard bud and elicited a moan from Kathryn. She loved it when he sucked her tits. He orbited the erect nipple with his tongue and tugged at it with his teeth. She was on the verge of screaming. She needed to change things up before everyone heard them. Kathryn began unbuttoning his pants. He grunted and stood up. He stared at her hungrily and firmly placed a hand on top of her head.

“Get on your knees!” he growled. He pushed her down to a kneeling position. Kathryn’s panties were soaked before her knees touched the carpet.

Kathryn swiftly undid his pants. His erection sprang forth, and she grabbed it with her hand. She stroked him once, then drew him close and selfishly took him in her mouth.

“Kathryn…” she heard him rasp.

She sucked the tip of his manhood, then slowly took in the rest of his length. She deep-throated him. A strangled sound escaped his lips. She gripped the base of his girth and slowly worked her mouth up and down over his shaft. Kathryn closed her eyes and relished the feeling of him thickening in her mouth. She bobbed her head over his hardness, then opened her eyes and caught a glimpse of herself in a nearby mirror. Kathryn watched herself sucking his dick and thought she would come on the spot. It was hot. Oh. So. Hot.

Chakotay’s breath became labored. He gathered her hair in his fist and gently pulled her head back.

“I need you to stop, please!” he choked. She nodded and reluctantly withdrew him from her mouth.

“Stand up,” he ordered as he caught his breath.

She obeyed and rose to her feet. He stared at her intently, his eyes ablaze with desire. She held her breath and awaited his next command.

He leaned forward and hissed in her ear, “Get everyone out of this cabin. Now!”

She couldn't agree more. She grabbed the nearest sweater and hurriedly put it on.

“Keep your cock hard for me!” she ordered. She pressed a soft kiss to his lips and headed for the living room. She didn't know how she would get people out of the cabin, but she was determined to find a way.

She walked into the living room and came face-to-face with Tuvok’s wife, T’Pel.

“Captain,” the Vulcan greeted her, “Thank you again for inviting us to this gathering, it has been a most enjoyable evening.”

“You’re welcome, T’Pel.” Kathryn tried to hide the impatience from her voice. She glanced around the room and wondered how the fuck she would get everyone out.

T’Pel cleared her throat, “Captain, I believe your sweater is inside out and backwards.”

Kathryn looked down and saw T’Pel was right. Her cheeks began burning. Clearly, T’Pel knew what she'd been doing in her bedroom. Damn it!

“Thank you,” Janeway muttered, not meeting T’Pel’s eyes.

“You’re welcome. Do you wish to end the gathering early?” T’Pel asked curiously.

“No, of course not!” Kathryn lied, a little too quickly.

The Vulcan wasn’t buying it. “There is no need to be embarrassed, Captain. I understand your dilemma.” T’Pel reassured her. T’Pel leaned closer and whispered, “I was experiencing Pon Farr when Tuvok returned from the Delta Quadrant. We required copious amounts of…privacy, during that time. If that is what you require now, I am happy to create a diversion.”

Kathryn was shocked. T’Pel was the last person she thought would make such an offer. But Kathryn sure as fuck wasn’t going to say no.

“If you could do that, it would be greatly appreciated,” Kathryn muttered.

T’Pel turned and got the crowd’s attention.

“Everyone, I believe it would be best to depart now. We don't want to miss the New Year's Eve fireworks display. It is logical that if we leave earlier, we are more likely to find a good location to view the pyrotechnics.”

The guests muttered in agreement and began gathering their things.

T’Pel turned back to Kathryn and nodded curtly. “It is done. Do not worry about your crew, Captain. They will, as humans say, take the hint. I hope you enjoy the evening with Commander Chakotay. Perhaps you will have your own fireworks display, in your bed chamber?”

T’Pel said this with a straight face, but Kathryn saw a hint of mischief in her eyes. Who would have thought Tuvok’s wife would be so open about sex?

“Thank you,” Kathryn said graciously. She bid farewell to T’Pel and the other guests, who thankfully did not ask questions. When they were gone, she giddily ran back to the bedroom. She found Chakotay lying naked on the bed, stroking his turgid cock. Desire filled her veins and she began undressing.

“Computer, dim the lights!” she ordered. The lights dimmed, and she shed the last of her clothing. She sat down on the bed, and he pulled her close. They kissed passionately, and he eased her onto her back. The energy in the room shifted, and she realized she wanted to slow their pace.

“Could we slow down, just a little?” she requested.

“That’s fine,” he agreed. He kissed her softly, then slowly trailed kisses down her neck.

“How’s this?” he asked.

“Perfect!” she sighed.

He resumed his descent. He slowly kissed lower, getting closer to her breasts. Her nipples puckered in anticipation. He cupped a breast with one hand and leisurely circled a nipple with his thumb. He worried it into a stiff peak, then drew it into his mouth and sucked it gently. Kathryn mewled with pleasure and ran her fingers through his dark hair. He moved to her other breast and took the sensitive bud between his lips. Chakotay sucked it gently and she moaned his name. He continued sucking, then kissed the nipple lightly and gently let it go. He looked up at her with lust in his eyes, but there was also a tenderness that she knew well. Chakotay had been looking at her that way for years. She loved the way it made her feel.

“How did you get everyone out so fast?” He asked with a smile. Before she could answer, he began trailing kisses down her stomach. It made her shudder with pleasure.

“I had some help from T’Pel,” she managed to confess, “apparently she’s been horny too…oh!”

Kathryn’s breath hitched when he reached the apex of her thighs. He pressed his lips to her warm flesh and began exploring with his expert tongue. Her hips bucked when he found her clit. He licked it with slow, perfect strokes. He worshiped the sensitive bundle of nerves, then closed his mouth over it and sucked it tenderly.

She moaned and surrendered to the sensations his mouth elicited. It felt so good, she thought she would die. She sighed blissfully and enjoyed his attentiveness. She felt an orgasm building and trembled as she came. It was a slow, full orgasm that traveled through her body and made her toes curl. When she came back down, she felt him climbing on top of her and positioning his hardness at her opening. She parted her legs wider and welcomed him in.

“Kathryn…” he sighed as he sank into her.

They rocked together slowly. He pressed his mouth to hers, and she tasted herself on his lips. They kissed softly and Kathryn shuddered with bliss. She thought they'd be having wild sex, after everything they’d done in the closet. But this was better. Their slow, leisurely love-making was a wonderful way to say goodbye to the old year and welcome in a new one. She heard fireworks exploding outside the window and the room illuminated with soft light.

“I love you,” she whispered.

“I love you too,” he returned. More fireworks crackled and lit the room up with a soft glow. It was a perfect moment Kathryn would remember.

Their leisurely love-making slowly gained speed. Kathryn relished the feel of his manhood inside her. She loved being filled with him, and she loved the steady rhythm of his cock, pumping in and out, in and out, in and out. Each thrust brought her closer to the climax of her ecstasy. She moaned loudly, then found her release and came. Her cries pushed him over the edge, and he found his release with her. They came together and rocked in perfect unison until they were both spent.

“That was incredible!” he gasped. They caught their breath, and she snuggled into his embrace. They watch the rest of the fireworks together and fell asleep in each other's arms. Hours later, Kathryn awoke and stared at the sleeping man she loved.

“I want to begin every new year like this,” she thought. She yawned and blissfully drifted back to sleep

This fic was inspired by the above image. The image is by Gerd Altmann from Pixabay. (There are some surprisingly sexy images on Pixabay! Highly recommend checking them out!)

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Had forgotten Chakotay was in love with the Captain seeing as they haven't mentioned it at all this season and couldn't figure why he was quite so agitated about these meet the spirit trials things and "was going to stay at this console until she's okay" until I remembered oh yeah he's in love they've just decided to ignore it for whatever reason

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Reblogging always

- I remember my last visit there. I was given my general orders for Voyager's first mission: Proceed to the Badlands, and find the Maquis. - The orders that brought us together.

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What happened with jc?

Star Trek Prodigy blessedly happened. Season 2 basically made them canon after their reunion. (A main plot of Prodigy is Janeway searching for a lost in time Chakotay.

This is from their reunion:

These scenes and more certainly show they’ve acknowledged their feelings and are likely in a relationship.

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Aftermath

Angstober, day 28: Face the consequences / Flufftober, bonus prompt: wearing each others' clothes Fandom: Star Trek Voyager Ship: J/C AO3 link

Kathryn and Chakotay knew things wouldn't be easy when they return from New Earth. But they certainly didn't expect this.

Kathryn sat in her quarters, looking out at the stars. A cup of coffee was untouched on the window ledge and she leaned on one elbow next to it. She wasn’t going to drink it, but the bitter aroma was soothing nonetheless. She shivered in the cool recycled air and longed for the warm breezes of New Earth. And the warm arms. 

The stars outside the ship were unfamiliar again for the first time in weeks. It was discouraging that just as she was beginning to accept that those stars over New Earth would be the last stars she’d ever see (they had even begun naming them and picking out constellations), she had been forced to adjust to new stars all over again. Was this the life she had to look forward to? Wandering blindly and alone through the vast, dark, and perilous Delta Quadrant? 

Maybe not completely alone, she remembered, her free hand ghosting down the front of her shirt - one of Chakotay’s tunics that had mysteriously ended up in her quarters instead of his. 

How could I have been so careless? she chided herself.  To allow herself to fall for her first officer had been a mistake from the start. Even if they did remain on that planet for the rest of their lives, a million things could have gone wrong, could have broken them apart, and then she would have truly been alone. Stupid. 

When they had been beamed directly to sickbay that morning, Kathryn assumed that would be the worst part of her day. Things could only get better from there, even incrementally. The virus was gone only seconds after the Doctor administered the hypospray to her neck, leaving her feeling shocked and just a little dizzy. The sharp pain which had nothing to do with the virus reigniting in her blood wouldn’t be defeated quite so easily, she knew. But it would dull with time. 

Or so she thought. But then… 

Kathryn’s thoughts were interrupted by the chime of her doorbell. There was only one person that could be - the person she most and least wanted to see. 

Keep reading on AO3 (sorry this one's a bit long for tumblr!)

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I went through with creating my blog devoted to Chakotay/Janeway! Find it here:

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She’s remembering a night… perhaps on a moonlight sail… or last night. 😘

But the fact that she doesn’t even wait until he’s turned around to stare at his ass as he walked away. Like girl, obvious much? 😘