#mcgnificat

[nursc]

@mcgnificat asked: You're kidding me. It's five thirty in the morning.

perched on the edge of ellie’s bed, as obnoxiously bright and warm as the afternoon sun, christine doesn’t make the best alarm clock. she doesn’t try waking up ellie by slowly turning on the lights, mimicking the pattern of the rising sun, making the room warmer incrementally until her body feels ready to get on with the day. she could, she recommends her patients to program the environmental controls of their rooms to mimic their planet’s day. it is the best way to wake up.

it is not, however, the quickest way to wake up. and this morning (what others might still consider night) christine is going for speed, not gentleness. the room’s lights turned up the maximum, and her voice resembles a more general’s command than a hummingbird’s chirp.

❛     yeah. it’s five thirty in the morning. we’re already late. shore leave started 5 am, and i let you sleep in for thirty minutes. get dressed. chop chop. time is a-wasting.     ❜     she says tugging the blankets away from ellie.

the west wing, pilot, sentence starter meme.

[doctordonovan]

Send 🌼 to put a flower in my muse's hair!

when girl was much smaller, maeve had spent plenty of their summers teaching her the exact science of building a crown worthy of such a little princess. it was an art form like any other && little girl had always been drawn to anything that can be labelled as creation. these days daughter is old enough to occupy herself, darting around garden as mother reads and rae finds the right kind of stick to make best sword, keeping maeve’s attention too torn between too many things to ever truly focus.

@mcgnificat flutters over with enough colour to make rainbows jealous, hardly subtle in signature beaming. it doesn’t mean she expects flower && twig crown to be placed on own curls, loud tada matching little one's cat like smugness. ❝ I’m sure it’s beautiful, songbird. ❞ she praises easily, knowing better than to remove it before what other deems the perfect moment. ❝ but shouldn’t such a thing be on a little princess’ head instead of mine? ❞

[timeracing]

— but you have no weapons! no defenses! no plan!

# timeracing ; the ninth doctor  —  of doctor who. penned by katya ( she/her,  30 ). selective & low activity. — rules below the cut  | memes tag | thread tracker .

❛ yeah! and doesn't that scare you to death? ❜

01. this blog is mutuals only ( and I will only follow writers over the age of 21 ), and low activity. I am not an expert in doctor who lore: I am not familiar with classic who, and I frankly remember very little of eleven, twelve, and thirteen's seasons.

02. my usual rules apply: memes never expire, you're always welcome to turn meme responses into threads, I love developing extended plots and dynamics so come plot with me, etc.

03. I will play fast and loose with nine's timeline, but I will default to basing all threads, except with canon characters from nine's series, in a prolonged period prior to his meeting rose.

04. I will be extremely selective with shipping on this blog. if you're looking to ship, this is probably not the blog for you.

05. as always, I am open to constructive criticism. I only accept anonymous hate, however, in the form of shakespearean sonnets.

06. you can also find me on my main blogs, @owedfavors and @cptnbatel, as well as others, including @endsjustify and @mcgnificat.

[mcgnificat]

mcgnificat — private and selective original character, eliana mitchell.  adapted for various universes. penned by katya  ( she/her, 30 ). carrd. memes. ( also found at @owedfavors & @obrechenniye & @gaerlhoss )

[becomingsea]

@mcgnificat​ // sam kirk starter call

“Have you ever been to an Edosian concert? Wild. They might not have as many fingers as we do, but some of their instruments are completely unusable by anyone with two arms.”

[anarcalina]

i.      independent  &  mutuals only  multimuse  featuring canon  &  oc muses from predominantly sci-fi & fantasy media including stargate, lost in space, star trek, & others.  low activity.  penned by  katya,  your resident shy  &  awkward koala ( 25+,  she / her. ) 

ii.     important links 

rules / muses (google doc) ask prompts / memes thread tracker

iii.    other blogs

duefaith :: lt. colonel cameron mitchell, stargate. mcgnificat :: eliana mitchell, original character.  owedfavors :: commander una, star trek.

[nursc]

@mcgnificat asked: i bring problems on myself. sometimes they're worth it.

ellie’s words peak through the fog, sneaking in between the shadows of her mind, boldly stepping through the forest of guilt she’s built around herself to find an opening, making her listen to something other than her own tempestuous thoughts for the first time in almost a day.

carefully built walls are no match for the tiny musician.

⠀❛⠀⠀⠀these are my problems,⠀ ⠀ ❜⠀ ⠀ christine points out, eyes lifting for a second from her hands to catch ellie's gaze, still not fully giving up her pretense, before returning to where they twist and turn, knuckles red from the scritch-scratch of her nails.⠀ ⠀ ⠀❛⠀⠀⠀and believe me, they aren't worth it. i'm full of funny little problems, nothing worth your time.⠀ ⠀ ❜

jack, pt. 1.

[nursc]

@mcgnificat asked: ❛ i stayed up all night wondering where the sun went. then it dawned on me. ❜

it shouldn’t be charming. in fact, christine is sure she once described pun humor as the lowest form of comedy after an excruciating date with a first officer from a passing ship who retorted to each thing the waiter said with a pun, and when she failed to react to it, would say ‘i think i deserve some credit on that’ with a smile that was supposed to be self-depreciating, but only made her want to throw up. and still, with all that baggage, and the fact her position on whether puns are good or not remains unchanged, she is like a schoolgirl with a crush — giggling at ellie, eyes falling to the floor to hide the width of her besotted smile.

❛⠀⠀⠀that explains it... ⠀ ⠀ ❜⠀

&. 𝐧𝐨 𝐩𝐮𝐧 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝: 𝐯𝐨𝐥𝐮𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬.

[nursc]

@mcgnificat asked: ❛ what do you call a bee that can't make up its mind? a maybe. ❜

christine struggles to articulate a response, jaw hanging loose as she stares helplessly at ellie, unsure if she should laugh or leave this table immediately. she's argued before her peers, faced unyielding opposition from older scientists who refused to listen to a young blonde girl, and held firm in front of doctors to advocate for her patients. not to mention, she's always had a talent for sneaking in the last word in a conversation, a clever quip always hiding at the back of her tongue.

not today.

❛⠀⠀⠀i sort of hate you right now.⠀ ⠀ ❜⠀ ⠀ she finally mumbles, curling her hands into fists in front of her chest, still lost.

&. 𝐧𝐨 𝐩𝐮𝐧 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝: 𝐯𝐨𝐥𝐮𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬.

[doctordonovan-a]

❀   ||   please don't let me go down, down   ||   feat.  @mcgnificat​

[doctordonovan-a]

❀   ||   she’s made of more than your flesh  &&  blood,  she’s made from your very soul  ||  feat.  @mcgnificat​​

[doctordonovan-a]

@mcgnificat​   didn’t  send    🌻    for   an   aesthetic   for   our   muses  but   that’s   never   stopped   me   before.   (  © / ©  )

[doctordonovan-a]

🛋   for   your   character   to    curl   up   with    mine  

 it's rarer than it used to be,    the space left within home when cam is called back to firing line,   how somehow their home is too quiet    &&    their bed oddly big when it houses only her.   (   these days,    when night swallows their corner of the world,    when there is nothing but rain hitting the roof above her,    she struggles to think of anything but the moments in which she truly did believe he would never be beside her again.  )  

 absence,    too often,    screams louder than presence.   thumb continues light brushing of simple wedding band,    twisting it around slender finger even as gaze remains on ceiling above her.     he will be fine.   off world training is nothing unknown or new,    nothing worth the way heavy eyes offer no promise of rest long before the creaking down hallways promises that silence will only last so long.  

 as much as she may miss cam,    may worry,    on longer trips into the stars...     even without full knowledge,   it is a space that naturally fills with anxiety even for  @mcgnificat​ ’s  tiny heart.

               ❝   bad dreams,  sparrow?   ❞     duvet is held up without too much pause,  a warm greeting to bedroom door being pushed open.     ❝   come on,  before you catch a chill.   ❞

[doctordonovan-a]

@mcgnificat​​  said  “has it only been an hour? no, that can’t be right.”  !

she does her very best   -   biting back smile and hiding own face with brief rubbing eyes with gentle fingers.    anxiety,   hope,   restlessness all fill the air akin overwhelming hurricane:   and despite all her worries,   all the support she offers treasured daughter...   there is something to her words and mannerisms that ring so very cam that it almost steals a laugh.   for all maeve’s denials,  for all her stubborn trying to deny it,   girl takes after them both   (  yet she also cannot quite voice the relief scientist finds in the simple fact that ellie takes after cam enough that she can pretend her own blood isn’t in there  ).

for all own brilliance,   the world has never been a kind place.     ❝   breathe,  little duck.   ❞     fingers move to simply rub daughter’s arm,   endlessly tender as she does her best to simply focus on matter at hand.   ❝   when it’s time,    you just go in there and play for yourself.  they don’t matter,   their opinions don’t matter.   you play for you,   not them.   ❞     auditions never seem easy  -    especially when they hold as much weight as this does to girl who will,    always,    be talented beyond belief in maeve’s own gaze.

❝   if it doesn’t go ideally,    it’s just an opportunity to learn and to try again when you’re ready.    it won’t make you any less skilled and it won’t make how hard you’ve worked any less important.   ❞     failure was never an option during on youth:  but this isn’t her youth    &&    she will never be mary.    (   or at least,  she regularly promises herself she will never make the decisions mary did.   )

inside starters   |  accepting

[doctordonovan-a]

❝    why  do  you  put  up  with  me ?    ❞

 ❝    not funny, sparrow.   ❞    it is a rare firmness   -   how voice leaves no room for argument,    no true hint of usual humour.   their three girls are all maeve never knew to wishful:    as clever as they all are determined to make their marks upon unsuspecting world.   @mcgnificat​ with her music,    with the calling that has followed her since she was first able to clap tiny hands together to own rhythm.     raelle,     with her knowledge,     with her unique perspective on a world that will always be a second home.    (   nissa,    little nissa who is still finding a path for herself,    a little too smart to care so little about any rule she doesn’t agree with.   )    

 there will be plenty of trouble for them all as they grow up,    but the echo of her and cam’s own humour from their middle child’s lips cannot go without remark.    girl doesn’t mean it    -    maeve’s knowledge of that doing little to soothe the ache they bring to chest.    at her age,    maeve would have meant it fully,    with every little connotation they carry.

 their girls know their worth,    they’ve made certain of it.    ❝   keep comments like that up and I’m going to start looking for the receipt to send you back.   ❞      and,    if wrist flicks and watering flowers is paused to spray teenager,  she cannot be entirely blamed.