#but karl urban is just hot i hate him

[emobatsy]

made hamlet watch pathfinder with me

why did I think this was a good idea, what is this, 2010? karl urban HOT

#i get made fun of for being into hugh jackman which i am in a funny way #but karl urban is just hot i hate him #satan talks #chloe and emily dni youve seen me at my worst you dont need to see me again now #text

[anonymous-dentist]

Since I'm thinking about it, here's a rundown of the main characters in Avalonverse and their funky little abilities since I lost the original post with them:

Wilbur: He's a ghosty boy :D He's basically immortal, being a walking corpse. He can phase through solid objects, including people, and can temporarily go invisible. He also does arson for fun and profit and hates the government.

Tommy: He is a normal guy in this au, literally. He's actually still in school and lives on the top floor of a hotel. He can. Well. He just doesn't take fall damage. That's all he can do, and he likes to scare the shit out of Sam by falling off of tall objects with no warning.

Ranboo: He is one half of the villain Shadow, and the face of Shadow. Somehow. He's not happy about it. He can teleport, but only when his fight or flight response kicks in. He's not having a good time.

Tubbo: He is the other half of the villain Shadow. Much like his dsmp character, his ability is to not be noticed by anybody until the plot calls for it. Kinda like invisibility, but on a cognitive level. He Is A Little Shit.

Techno: He's a hero known for enormous amounts of property damage and civilian casualties. His whole thing is that he found this old Greek sword and got possessed by its previous owner, the Blood God, Ares. But hey when he uses it now and gets blood on it, it makes him stronger.

Quackity: He runs a ring of casinos. And an underground weapon smuggling ring. And a money laundering scam or ten. Among other things. He can give or take luck to/from himself and others. Like he can take his own luck and give it to, say, the unfortunately-named vigilante Time Boy when he sees him on the streets so Time Boy doesn't get hit by the bullet sent his way, but then Quackity slips on a banana peel on the sidewalk and nearly breaks his wrist.

Karl: A time traveler from the year 2380, he works as a reporter for the city newspaper. He can travel up to ten seconds in the past, replacing that timeline's Karl, but doing so messes with his memory quite a bit. Trying to go any farther back also messes with his body, landing him in the hospital on more than one occasion.

Sapnap: One member of the hero team the Dream Team, he can control heat. His hero name, Heatwave, definitely isn't a reference to anything. He makes things hot, or he makes them cold, and he can't quite control it when he gets too emotional. He's just happy to be here.

George: Member two of the Dream Team, he can... well, he doesn't actually do his job and prefers to slack off and play Fortnite. He is the Sandman. He can make people sleep, and he can control them when they are asleep. He's super OP, he knows it, but he is not immune to his own ability and is often stuck under its influence.

Dream: Final member of the Dream Team, he actually doesn't have an ability. Nope. Not at all. Not. At. All. He likes running around the wrecked city borough of L'Manberg filming for his urban exploration and parkour YouTube channel, though.

...yeah, there's more characters, but they aren't as important.

I love this au. I may go back to it properly one day.

#avalon. fic #problems. fic

[aion-rsa]

Star Trek Doctors, Ranked By Crankiness

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This Star Trek: Lower Decks article contains spoilers for Season 2, Episode 3.

In the very first filmed episode of Star Trek: The Original Series — “The Cage” — Captain Pike drinks itty-bitty martinis with the Enterprise’s chief physician, Dr. Boyce (John Hoyt.) And although it remains to be seen if we’ll be seeing Boyce in Stranger New Worlds, the tradition of the cranky — but wise — Starfleet doctor was started right there. After Boyce and Piper, Star Trek set the standard for cranky, wise-cracking doctors in space with the introduction of Dr. Leonard “Bones” McCoy; as played by the wonderful DeForest Kelley. 

While Kelley passed away in 1999, the spirit of Bones lives on. Not just in the Karl Urban version of Bones in the reboot films, but also in the foul-mouthed, utterly hilarious Catian medical officer, Dr. T’ana (Gillian Vigman) on Star Trek: Lower Decks. In the most recent episode of Lower Decks, “Mugato, Gumato,” T’ana demonstrated some next-level crankiness, as she avoided her own physical examination, something Bones had to prod Kirk to do all the time, including his first-ever filmed episode, “The Corbomite Maneuver.” But is Bones actually still the crankiest Star Trek doctor? Has T’ana dethroned him? 

The only way to find out is to rank all the Trek doctors from least cranky to most cranky, and find out who is the hardest to please, and as a result, possibly the doctor we paradoxically love the most.

(Note: With some exceptions, we’ve excluded characters who were Starfleet doctors who weren’t regular recurring characters. This is why Dr. Selar from TNG isn’t on this list, even though as a Vulcan, she’s inherently cranky.)

10. Dr. Tracy Pollard (Discovery)

The least cranky doctor on this list is easily Dr. Pollard on Star Trek: Discovery. This woman even puts up with Georgiou, a dictator from an alternate universe who wants to die. As played by the fantastic Raven Daudu, it’s very possible Dr. Pollard is the best doctor on this list. She also may never be recognized as such, because she’s really even-tempered, kind and way too busy saving people’s lives to complain.  

9. Dr. Phlox (Enterprise)

Phlox isn’t just one of the nicest Star Trek doctors ever, he’s actively one of the most likable characters in the entire franchise. Played charmingly by John Billingsley in all four seasons of Enterprise, Phlox projected a childlike curiosity of the universe combined with a ton of knowledge and wisdom of having seen more of the quadrant than most of the other characters. Phlox is also, perhaps, the most tolerant Star Trek doctor, insofar as he never pushes his cultural views onto others, even though, in some episodes, like “Dear, Doctor,” he’s torn apart by his own set of ethics. Oh, and he saved the life of Porthos, Captain Archer’s dog in “A Night in Skybay,” AND while doing so, managed to make a joke that Porthos would develop lizard-chameleon powers in the process. That’s bedside manner!

8. Dr. Hugh Culber (Discovery) 

Who doesn’t love this guy? Since Season 1 of Discovery, Culber has put up with shit from everyone, and very rarely has he snapped. Yes, in Season 2, after coming back from the dead, he was pretty pissed off at everyone. But, as he said in Season 3, “My murderer and I are good now!” In episodes like “Su’kal” and “Die Trying,” Culber is one of the kindest and simultaneously most practical Star Trek doctors of all time. He doesn’t lie to anyone, but he does know how to make you feel better. Out of all the Discovery regulars, Culber feels cut from the same cloth as someone like Deanna Troi or Guinan. He’s smart, insightful and empathic. 

7. Dr. Beverly Crusher (The Next Generation)

Crusher certainly has the ability to sass her patients, but she’s basically a nice person. Whenever Crusher freaks out on anyone it’s always because she’s either in love with a ghost that lives in a candle (“Sub Rosa”), her feelings are being manipulated by a nearby Vulcan (“Sarek”) or Jean-Luc is messing around with her emotions. (All of The Next Generation.) Crusher suffers the fools she works with, but she does it with grace and dignity. That said, you kind of know she hates certain people in certain moments, which can probably just be attributed to Gates McFadden’s flawless talent.

6. Emil, Rios’ EMH (Star Trek: Picard)

Rios has a lot of cranky holograms in Season 1 of Picard, but his medical hologram is not even close to being the most difficult of all of them. In fact, he’s pretty cordigal, and reasonable, which is odd considering the situation he’s in. Clearly, among the holograms on the La Sirena, Emil is one of the most well-adjusted. You wouldn’t want him as your primary physician in real life, and because he’s basically connected to the personality of Rios the possibility that he might become super cranky is certainly there. But, so far, he’s right on the line.

5. Dr. Julian Bashir (Deep Space Nine)

Okay, we’re crossing over into slightly cranky territory here. Bashir began his journey on DS9 as a cocky jerk, which isn’t the same as the kind of crankiness we’re talking about here. The Bones-style of crankiness is the kind of crank we can get down with. Bashir’s off-putting personality was  — at first — not something anyone admired or liked. That said, as Alexander Siddig evolved the character, Bashir didn’t become more cranky, but he did develop righteous indignation. When Bashir got his indignant buzz on in episodes like “Past Tense,” or “Inter Arma Enim Silent Leges,” he was really at his best. To be clear, Bashir isn’t a nice doctor, and this is where we cross the threshold. 

4. Dr. Leonard “Bones” McCoy (Star Trek: The Original Series)

Although he set the standard for crankiness, in the entire canon of Trek, Bones is somehow not the most cranky Star Trek doctor. The reasons for this are threefold: First, there are three characters on this list who are much crankiner than him. Second, Bones is actually a sweetheart deep down, and demonstrates his love for Spock over and over again, despite his terrible, terrible comments. Finally, Bones can’t be the crankiest doctor on this list because Dax heavily implied in “Trials and Tribble-ations,” that one of her previous hosts — Emony Dax — totally hooked-up with him. For some reason, this detail makes it seem like he’s a lot nicer than he comes across. And again, The Search for Spock exists.

3. Dr. Katherine Pulaski (The Next Generation)

In 1988, Pulaski would have easily been number one on this list. She mispronounces Data’s name, doesn’t feel bad about it, and proceeds to kind of make everyone else on the ship feel awful. Pulaski is a pretty good doctor, and not remotely a bad person, but she’s pretty damn cranky. The brilliant Diane Muldar plays Pulaski like someone who has been transferred to a job she doesn’t really want, which is sort of amazing considering at this point, Roddenberry didn’t want Starfleet characters to have interpersonal conflict.

In “The Icarus Factor ” (which the latest Lower Decks also referenced) Pulaski also thinks Riker’s deadbeat dad is hot and tells Riker this point blank when he’s reminding her that his dad is the worst. This alone gives her deeply strange tastes, and makes her super cranky and weird AF. Don’t mess with Pulaksi! If you talk about how your friend is mean, she might throw it in your face and say she likes them better than you anyway! 

2. Dr. T’ana (Lower Decks)

Okay. So Dr. T’ana is almost the most cranky Star Trek doctor ever. Combining the best qualities of Bones, with that weird go-shove-it-vibe from Pulaksi, Gillian Vigman turns it all up to 11. It helps that T’ana is a cat-person (I.E. the Catian species) but her crankiness is more than that. She’s kind of sadistic, and isn’t afraid to use boulders to knock “strange energies” out of people when the time comes. T’ana is sort of burnt-out, but also, is kind of unflappable too. Like, you get the sense that she’s sick of all this space sickness stuff, but she’s got too much proffensionality to say she can’t do something. The secret crankiness of Dr. T’ana is that seemingly she can fix anything that is wrong with anyone. But, she’s going to make fun of them for it, and get pissed off if you look at her the wrong way.

That said, like Bones, you get the sense that none of it is personal. Which is what makes her Starfleet all the way. 

1. The EMH (Voyager)

Robert Picardo’s Emergency Medical Hologram is the best cranky Star Trek doctor. There are many reasons for this. His arrogance. His constant complaining. The fact that he has good reason to complain, considering he’s a hologram that has to do other people’s bidding. But the reason that tops all other reasons is the way that Picardo can make his crankiness clear with the simple inflection of his voice. It’s not what he says. It’s how he says it. And if you need proof, all you have to do is go back to the very first Voyager episode ever, “Caretaker.” When the Doctor has to start triage on the wounded crew, he asks somebody to hand him a tricorder. He looks at it, and realizes it’s not the right kind of tricorder, and hands it back and says “medical tricorder.” The amount of venom in this comment cannot be communicated in print. The way Picardo says medical tricorder is so dismissive and frustrated, that he basically created a new level of crankiness with one single utterance. 

T’ana may be creeping up the EMH from behind, but this cranky crown will be hard to swipe. Especially from a hologram.

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[ladyideal]

Ficmas~ Day 1

Pairing: John Kennex x Gender Neutral!Reader

Word Count: 1095

Warnings: None.

Summary: You had your first christmas living together with John.

A/n: Oooo! I finished the first one in one day. 30 more to go. 😂😂

"I'm home," John called, stopping right inside the threshold and looking around in awe.

"Oh! You're home early, Jay," You looked up from your book in surprise.

"Did you do all this, babe?" He glanced around, shucking his boots to the side. "You could have waited for me."

"This? I just started a little," You shrugged, kissing him briefly when he came around the corner to where the sofa was. "I only replaced the pillows."

You fluffed the nearest one. "Some of the candles, stuck some tinsel around, put the wreath on the door, not much. Was saving the fireplace for later."

It was December first and about time to start changing decorations into winter ones. 

"How was the night shift?" John asked, taking a tentative sip out of his coffee you'd placed a few minutes ago.

Coasters be damned.

"Busy," You snorted. "The fire department got caught up in two house fires, and we had to go for two heart attacks. I've got the next three days off though."

"Eat dinner yet? We can eat out tonight, heard a new fancy restaurant popped up on Lambretta Street," He smiled. "And thankfully Dorian is out too. It'll only be us, honey."

"It's cold outside," You whined. "Forecast saying we'll dip below freezing tonight."

"You think it'll snow? If it does we can pull out our heavy jackets and sweaters from the attic above. Maybe give it a clean too, maybe a little shitty and dusty after being there for  most of the year."

Your book flopped to the ground, face a look of horror. "You said the s word."

"What s word?" His brows furrowed at you. "Shit?"

You shook your head. 

"Sweater?"

Another shake.

"Snow?"

You covered your ears with both hands, as though that could make you unhear his words. 

"What's wrong with snow?"

"We don't say the s word here. It always comes when someone says it out loud. And last time the rain froze, there was too much," You explained, looking briefly out the windows.

He laughed. "Afraid of snow?"

"Oh don't you start laughing at me, mister," You stood up. "When the flakes come, it really comes."

Now three days later, you peeked out the front door, scowling up at the sky as white, fluffy snow drifted down. Soon, clear icicles formed on the edges of rooftops and windowsills, blanketing lawns, rooftops, and roads. Ice froze over highways and streets, demanding the constant use of salt and shoveling snow away. Bare trees groaned under the weight of fresh snow.

You shivered at the thought of going out, and quickly shut the door behind you. The heater was on and John had thrown in some firewood to bring a wonderful, warm feeling into the house. Of course, the brief burnt smell worried you, but eventually settled when the heater was used more often.

"It's too cold to go anywhere," You complained to your boyfriend, pouting at him as he finished washing dishes of the night. "Stay at home please?"

He eyed you. 

"Come on, Y/N. Can't keep staying at home all the time. Eventually, you'll have to face the weather," John groaned, ignoring your unhappy whines. "Besides, we can go window shopping like you've always wanted since mid November."

"Only if we stop by the little cafe before we go."

"Deal."

"I look like a snowman," You mumbled, zipping up your boots and wrapping the scarf around your neck. "Just missing the carrot."

"A cute snowman," He cheekly added, avoiding the glove you threw at his face. You glowered at him, ambling past to reach for it.

"Here, lemme help you with the scarf," Your boyfriend tightened the scarf. "How's this?"

"Looser."

A sly grin and a glint in his eyes appeared on his face, and you slapped his shoulder. 

"Not now John, later."

He barked out a chuckle. "Let's go before it gets too dark."

After a cup of hot cocoa and a white mocha, you walked alongside John. "I think it was a good idea for us to move in together this year."

"It suits us. Do you think we're moving too fast?"

"I think we're doing okay, not too fast, not too slow," You pointed at a shop. "Those stockings are really nice. We should get some."

"The little figures would be nice on top of the fireplace," He pointed at the townhouse and train. 

"Be a good collection," You agreed. "Let's go in. I can't feel my fingers anymore."

Twenty minutes later, your boyfriend sported three bags as you entered the cold reluctantly. "I told you the s word will come if you say it out loud."

"Then I wish that the snow keeps on coming."

"Yeah yeah, big man. Wait till you have to shovel the snow before work and tell me how your joints are stiff," You rolled your eyes.

Twinkling lights embroidered every gas light lamp, stop signs, and traffic lights. Every once in a while, horse drawn carriage rides, decked with its unique colors and christmas music, would clip clop in the middle of the street. 

 "John? Thank you," You spoke, finishing the last of your drink and throwing it into a nearby trash can. 

"For what?"

"This. It's a wonderful way for us to start our first Christmas living together, and make more memories like this hopefully for the years to come."

"That, babe, have nothing to thank me for," He held you, gently placing his forehead against yours. You smiled, ruffling the snow off his hair. "I'll make sure to warm you up to the idea of a white christmas."

You laughed, rubbing your gloved hands together in an effort to save heat. "You've got a long way to go for that to happen. No, Detective Kennex, you do not get to use your persuasion skills on me like you do in the police department."

"No promises."

As the taxi dropped you and John in front of your home, you took a moment to take in the peacefulness, the beauty of the snow. It only happened once a year, and perhaps maybe you'll enjoy the winter once more without the realities of life intruding.

"Y/N? Coming in, babe?"

"Yeah, I'm coming," You trudged back inside the front door, as the fog steamed up the glass. "If the snow is still there tomorrow, do you think we can build a snowman before you go to work?"

"Of course."

"John, if you hate your synthetic leg that much, could I borrow one of your boots to be used instead of the broom? We dont have anything for the snowmen to hold."

Eats Everything: @mournthewicked @asraime @aspiring-ginger @bluesclues-1234 @ladylizzieofdarbyshire @also-fangirlinsweden @mysoulshideaway @charlielotte

Karl Urban: @fandomsfeelsandfamily @justa-traaash @yueci @morriganwarrior @jkholmes @nerdy-wierdo

#john kennex #john kennex x reader #almost human #Detective kennex #detective john kennex #x gender neutral reader #gender neutral reader #x reader #31 days of ficmas #ficmas2020 #winter prompts #winter requests #december requests #christmas requests #winter #december #christmas #deb talks

[pandaqueen7799]

Oh so since y’all so excited about the boys now that JA is gonna be in season 3, y’all won’t mind if they bring back the ad, right? Don’t want to boycott anymore? No? Even tho its super violent and fucked up? Just care about the one hot actor? Yeah? Welcome to the Karl Urban fan struggle fuckers I have 0 sympathy for when y’all inevitably can’t handle the show’s intensity. Or whatever the next thing y’all are gonna bitch about is. Oh and I stf if I see one single “there’s a new daddy coming to the boys uwu” post I will set this entire hellsite on fire. Oh and good luck, JA. Seriously, I wish him all the best. I am genuinely excited to see what he’s gonna do, and carry no hate for him. Alright rant over

#the boys #YES I SAID IT #GET MAD ABOUT IT #imagine if your show hadnt died and we invaded your fandom space crying about big ads and saying stupid shit #tired of tumblr #no i dont have a daddy kink #dont even go there #seriously tho dont expect this to suddenly be the JA show #yall first time watchers are in for a shock #god this is why i left the supernatural fandom #oh and i know theres at least one blog im mutuals with that is still actively supernatural based and this isnt directed at her #youre doing great sweetie ily

[just-the-hiddles]

Fic Teasers | June 24, 2020

Hello my happy, peppy people.  More stories for you this week.  A Double dose of the Hiddles.  On Thursday, there is the super filthy smut, Tom hate fucking.  I mean really it is PWP to the max.  And then on Saturday, some fun fluffy Tom with him watching Xena with the reader.  I will be previewing these in reverse order and adding a read more, just to avoid anyone accidently being triggered.  

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What Are You Watching? | Tom Hiddleston x Reader

Tom pushed you with his hip. “It still got you to agree. Now.” He lifted a finger to his lips. “Shh. I’m watching Xena.”

Tom sat eating popcorn for the first ten minutes, well behaved. He only asked questions about who the characters were and the plot. And then a new character appeared.

“Who’s that?” he whispered in your ear in between handfuls of popcorn.

“Caesar.”

He leaned back. “Julius Caesar?”

“Yes.”

“He looks familiar.”

“Karl Urban also played Cupid.”

“Humph.” Tom shifted in his seat.

“Yes?” you glanced to your side to see Tom holding his chin.

“Nothing.”

“Are you sure?” you smirked.

Tom crossed and recrossed his legs. “Positive.”

A goofy looking man comes on screen.

“Who’s that guy?”

“Joxer. He fancies himself a skilled fighter. But he’s not. And he is in love with Gabrielle.”

Tom pressed his fingers to his lips. As though he is physically holding back the words.

“Who is?”

“The blonde. Xena’s best friend. But there’s a lot of subtext.” You turned to him and smiled. “A LOT OF SUBTEXT.”

“You look in pain.” You fluttered your eyelashes at him. “Are you in pain?”

Teach You a Lesson | Tom Hiddleston x Reader

WARNING:  READ AT YOUR OWN RISK!

“You fucking heard me. Or you are deaf as well as stupid?” he sneered as he kicked the door shut with his foot. Only then did he release your arm.

You shuffled to move past him, but he boxed you into a corner. His nostrils flare and his hand balled into fists.

“That is that last fucking time you pull that petty shit in an interview.” He stepped towards you. Your back pressed against the wall.

“I don’t know what the hell you are talking about you lunatic!” You ducked underneath his arm and reached for the door. It’s locked.

“Unlock the door.” You demanded.

“I don’t have a key.” Tom spat out. Your eyes widened and Tom chuckled. “It would seem you are my prisoner. It’s time to make you pay.”

He lunged for you, grabbing you by the waist and pushing you against the counter. He leaned forward.

“You think I don’t hear the snide remarks, or the little jabs in the interviews?” He pressed his pelvis against you, his cock hard against your leg. Against your will, your pussy fluttered. “Or how you eye fuck every male reporter?”

His breath is hot against your cheek. Tom licked a stripe along your cheek. You winced and turned your head in disgust. Tom grabbed your chin, squeezing your cheeks with his fingers. His blue eyes flashed with anger.

“Perhaps I should fuck a lesson into your cunt?” he growled against you. 

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[imagine-fanfics]

Request: Imagine it's Joanna's wedding day, and Bones's an emotional wreck and you prove to be a support to him during the ceremony. Word Count: 1,939 Warnings:  Author’s Note: Requested by anon. I am sorry for being gone for a few days, I needed a writing break and I was binge watching the FUCK out of The Boys. Karl Urban is just amazing, and I am in love with Billy.

Bones paced back and forth, that crease in his forehead let you know what he was thinking. It was Joanna's wedding day, and as most were very happy for her, like any good father, he worried. You both were in a room that was specifically for the parents, but Joanna's mother was with her helping her get ready, and the groom's parents were still on their way. Why were you in there? Because if you didn't keep an eye on the good doctor, he would surely drink himself to next year. Your eyes followed him back and forth as he mumbled to himself.

"Len.." You spoke out, capturing his attention for a split second before he went back to talking to himself, only this time it was loud enough for you to hear. "She's only 19, she's too young to get married." He groaned out, like he was trying to convince himself to stop the ceremony. "You were only 22 when you had her. What is three years? They've been together since she was 15." You informed him, trying your best to calm his nerves--only failing. "That's different. I was in my twenties at least!" He called out, not realizing he was nearing you each time he paced.

"Len, it's fine. I already did a background check on him, he isn't a bad guy and he treats your daughter with love and respect." You finally admitted, getting him to stop right in front of you, eyes slightly widened at your confession. "You what?" He questioned, trying to wrap his head around your words. A small chuckle escaped your lips as you grabbed his hand and pulled him onto the couch you were sitting at. He plopped down with a weak bounce, eyes staying locked on yours. "Len, you need to calm down. Your blood pressure is probably skyrocketing."

He sighed, bringing his hand up to his forehead as he leaned his head on his hand. You reached out and touched his back, gently rubbing your hand in circles. He stayed quiet for a long time, but you were content just being there for him. Uhura's words coming into your mind for a brief moment--'Just tell him how you feel'. You swallowed the lump in your throat, now wasn't the right time. He had more pressing matters to think about, not you. This was Joanna's day. He glanced up and looked at the clock, it wouldn't be too long before the ceremony would start.

You followed his gaze, a small smile on your face. "You ready to walk her down the aisle?" He shook his head. "Is any father ready to give their daughter away to someone else?" His eyes shifted to you, and you finally realized how close he was to you. Shifting a little in your seat, you looked at the floor, your hand still drawing circles on his back. "I suppose not." You could feel his stare burning a hole right through you, assuming he was just lost in thought.

The door to the room opened, causing you to jump--taking your hand off his back--as you stared at Jim. "His parents are here, it's time." It was a simple statement, but you could feel Bones' body tense up. You nodded at Jim as he closed the door, glancing over at Bones. "Come on, if you aren't there she will get second thoughts. Your approval means everything to her." You stood up, heading toward the exit when you felt a strong grip on your hand--stopping you in your tracks. Looking back at him, his head was down, his arm extended until it connected with your hand.

"Y/N, can I do this?" His voice broke, and you felt your heart shatter. You leaned down, elbows resting on his legs as you took his hand in both of yours. You looked deep into his eyes, which were wet--tears threatening to fall. "Leonard, you can do this, and let me tell you why. You love your daughter, you want her happy. This guy makes her happy. So, I know you will do this, for her." He stared at you for an instant, like he wanted to say something, but nothing came out. He nodded his head and stood up, picking you up with him. "You're right, Y/N."

A smile formed on your facial features, "I'm always here for you, Len." You told him, and you could have sworn you seen a flash of a smile before he left go of your hand, heading for the door. Your smile fell, taking in the cold air that touched your skin where his hand used to be. Clearing your throat, you shook the feeling off and followed him out the door, closing it behind you as you both made your way to the ceremony. Side by side.

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Bones walked Joanna down the aisle, your eyes on Joanna--she looked absolutely beautiful, bringing a tear to your eye. Shifting your gaze to the groom, you noticed how happy he looked--how the love in his eyes spoke volumes. You hoped Bones noticed, too. The seat in front of you was reserved for him, but when he released his daughter, he made a beeline to the seat that was empty, right beside you. "Len, what are you doing?" You leaned over and whispered, his eyes were locked on Joanna. "I need you, Y/N. I can't sit without you." He spoke softly, almost like a whisper as his hand immediately grabbed onto yours.

Looking down at your hands, he picked it up and placed it in your lap. Your heart fluttered. Pulse quickened when he entwined your fingers together. You had to take a deep breath to steady yourself, focusing on the wedding and not the love of your life holding your hand throughout it. You could have sworn you seen Joanna's smirk when she laid her eyes on you both. The ceremony went on, Bones holding onto your hand with a death grip, but you got him to loosen slightly when you started to massage his hand with your thumb.

Joanna and her husband walked down the aisle, everyone clapping as they made their exit. Bones kept hold of your hand, no sign of letting go. When Joanna was no longer in sight, Bones turned his attention to you. "Thank you, Y/N." You gave him a reassuring smile. "This was all you, Len. You did great." He nodded, standing up and pulling you with him as he walked toward the exit. You were slightly confused as he still had not let go of your hand. "Len?" You immediately regretted calling out to him, because you knew you would hate it when he let go of you.

"Don't let go." You heard him whisper, causing you to look up to his face, his ears were red but he stayed looking forward. You tightened your grip on his hand, feeling your face heat up. "Okay."

You drove with him to the reception, where there were assigned seats. You knew you were sitting at the same table with Jim, but surprise crossed your face when Bones refused to let go of your hand--along with your name tag being now next to Bones' at the head table. You glanced over at Joanna, who was staring at you and her father, a simple wink from her was all it took for you to know she was the one who made the switch.

Bones finally let go of your hand when he announced he was going to get you both a drink. Joanna snuck up to you during his absence. "Has he told you?" Her face held excitement as he grabbed onto your arm, her dress hitting your leg as you stared at her with minute confusion. "Told me what?" You questioned, a small gasp escaping her lips as she glanced at her father making his way back to you with two drink in his hands. "Uh, nevermind." She smiled innocently as she let go of your arm. Bones approached you both, handing you a drink as he eyed his daughter.

"What were you two talking about?" The look Bones gave Joanna was that of pure panic, which only deepened your confusion. "Nothing, daddy, just the father-daughter dance coming up." She played it off as if she didn't just lie to his face. She gave you a quick wink before she went back to her husband, starting the first dance they would share as husband and wife. It was a beautiful dance with a lovely song. You sipped on your drink throughout the dance, and the father-daughter dance. A few guys walking up to you and asking you to dance, a simple shake of the head told him no.

You could have sworn you seen a scowl on Bones' face as he looked away from you as he was dancing with Joanna. They shared words, he gave her his signature eye roll. You wanted to chuckle, but held it in. Another guy approached you at the start of the next song, holding his hand out to you. You were hesitant, thinking you should probably dance with someone and not look like a bump on a log. Reaching your hand out, it connected with another hand that moved the other out of the way. Your eyes shifted up to meet the eyes of Bones. Your heart skipped a beat.

"May I have this dance?" As if he had to even ask, you nodded your head. He walked with you onto the dance floor--placing his hand on your hip as the other wrapped around your hand like a warm blanket. You held his hand, your other hand snaking around his neck, a smile plastered on your face. "Y/N, have I told you how much I appreciate you?" His eyes stared into yours and you could have sworn your heart leapt out of your chest. "No, but I know." You smiled up at him, your face heating up at the close proximity you both shared.

"I know I've been saying it a lot today, but thank you again." You could feel his hot breath against your skin, sending a shiver down your spine. His hand pulled your waist closer to him, his hand leaving yours as it cupped your face. You took in a deep breath, your heart pounding. His face inched closer to yours until his eyes were closed and his lips pressed gently against yours. It took your breath away. The sweet sensation of his lips locked on yours, your wildest dreams coming true. You ran your fingers through his hair, standing on your tiptoes to deepen the kiss.

You could feel fireworks. In that moment it was just the two of you, until the kiss broke. You remained quiet, releasing the breath you held trapped inside you. "I love you, Y/N." His words were sweet, everything you hoped for. This was turning out to be your favorite day in existence. He rubbed a thumb over your cheek, a smile on your face.

A hand was slapped on Bones' shoulder, making you jump, startled. "It's about time, Bones." Jim's voice interrupted your moment--pressing your lips together, you held back a laugh as Bones turned to glare at Jim. If looks could kill, Jim would surely be on the floor. "Shut up, Jim." Bones' tone held venom as he turned to look at his best friend. It was then your eyes shifted to Joanna, who was looking at you with the most goofiest grin on her face and two thumbs in the air.

You couldn't hold back the laughter anymore.

#bones x reader #bones mccoy #bones #leonard mccoy #star trek #star trek imagine #star trek aos #star trek imagines #captain kirk #captain james t. kirk #jim kirk #james t. kirk #joanna mccoy #leonard x reader #leonard mccoy x reader #bones mccoy x reader

[green-blooded]

Hokay, I'm starting Star Trek: Beyond. Going to rant again... maybe say some positive things here and there. Does McCoy get to be a character in this one? Guess I'm about to find out.

Summary:

(Because he did! And also other words! So there’s still some negativity here, but I liked this one best out of the three movies.)

What.... are these aliens. Why do they look like this. Why are they gargoyles. Why are they attacking Kirk. Why is this happening. Why is this in a Star Trek. Okay. I'm. Trying. Let me enjoy this. Let me try to enjoy this. I will stop being grumpy.

Haha he ripped his shirt okay you got me but if the nipples aren't out it doesn't count.

McCoy is onscreen early in a corridor walk that they could've easily left him out of, so that's a good sign? They were a trio for a second.

Why are they showing all Kirk's uniforms as the same? Where is his fat shirt? This is important to me, okay. Wait, I said I wasn't going to be picky.

Whoa, McCoy has a second scene already!!!!!!!! Oh they're having a whole interaction oh no it's cute. WHY IS McKIRK THE ONLY THING I LIKE IN THESE MOVIES? "You know me, Mr. Sensitive." Oh no he's so cute.

MCCOY'S CONTINUING TO BE IN SCENES AND ARGUING WITH SPOCK. It's still about nothing because these movies don't do deep conflict, but. Y'know. There was a tiny trio moment again. I'm being positive.

Okay, those were a lot of establishing shots for Yorktown, so I hope it's actually important...

MCCOY IS IN ANOTHER SCENE WOW.

Oh yeah this is the one where they kinda let us know Sulu's gay? I forgot about that.

Oh no don't make me cry about nimoy please i don't want to deal with real emotions watching these movies. :(

Some of this does feel vaguely Star-Trek, even though it's still taking place in such HUGE environments that it throws me off. Every room is so POINTLESSLY huge.

Um... we're leaving Yorktown so I'm continuing to wonder if those establishing shots meant anything...

The CMO is on the bridge where he belongs, thank you.

Oh, did they let the lady characters have rank now? Soooo progressivvvve.

Do we really need to completely destroy the Enterprise in every movie? Like. Gosh. Where is Kirk's weird sexual attraction to his ship that makes him want to keep it safe? He's sexually attracted to everything ELSE in this version.

Oh my god are Spock and McCoy getting to do something without Kirk there???!!! ARE THEY CHARACTERS????

Everything is so spaced out on the bridge that Kirk has to be standing at the nav station to talk to someone in another part of his ship???

Newer versions of Star Trek keep putting the "evil" aliens in five hundred pounds of latex and makeup... you don't have to make the aliens less humanoid to make them threatening if you just... write better. Also maybe stop creating evil aliens.

I really have no emotional reaction to seeing the Enterprise being destroyed two movies in a row. I don't even have any emotional attachment to this version of the ship because it looks so stupid inside.

... We couldn't get the red alert sound right? Really?

Too much action too much action too much action. Please give me a story so I can care about what's going on.

Once again the gravity situation shows why the Enterprise shouldn't have such huge interiors... I know I'm going on about that a LOT, but it's one of the stupidest design choices in these movies.

WHY DO THEY THINK WE CARE ABOUT THIS VERSION OF THE ENTERPRISE WHEN THEY HAVE MADE NO EFFORT TO MAKE IT FEEL LIKE HOME OR EVEN A SETTING IT'S JUST A BUNCH OF STERILE LIGHT FIXTURES.

Pointless action sequence with Scotty just... getting out of his escape pod. Cool.

Why put Uhura with an alien race where she could use her linguistic skills and then just have them know English? Sigh. Oh well, at least she's getting a scene to herself. Like she's her own character or something, wow.

Hello Spock and McCoy interacting! Thank goodness for small mercies. But a little less exciting when they have no established relationship to this point, but it's fine.

Oh wow they're having a conversation that could be considered somewhat philosophical. Someone saw a Star Trek episode before writing this!

The hot alien lady seems like a D&D character, but that's fine.

I appreciate McCoy yelling at Spock for collapsing in pain. But like, a caring kind of yell. Good job Urban.

I really do keep zoning out during action scenes. I barely know what's going on in the Kirk scenes because it's just a ton of action that doesn't seem to be going anywhere. Like... the character who has already lied... lied again. Wow.

I really would like to have some emotional reaction to characters running around the wreckage of the Enterprise, but I don't. :(

Goodbye pointless alien who screwed everyone over a lot.

"Federation has taught you that conflict should not exist." No, these movies are just really bad at it, latex face alien.

Ooookay, we established Yorktown so we should care that this alien guy wants to destroy it because he hates unity or something. Cool.

Spock and McCoy scene okay. And we directly mention philosophy! Blunt, but cool. Again... it's just hard to get into it because there's nothing established with these characters, since these movies are more into action than character. But that was a good moment between them. Like... McCoy saying he'd throw a party if Spock left doesn't work because we have seen hardly ANY of the banter between them. It's relying on what we've seen in TOS... But Spock laughing was cute.

I like Jayla a lot. She's definitely a Star Wars character, but it's fine.

Lol they had to give us a ship older than the Enterprise to find one that looked a little bit like a Star Trek ship. Sigh. But at least they're doing it.

I love you Karl Urban for trying so hard to sound like you're from Georgia. I forgive you for, y'know, not.

OKAY AGAIN... the "Of course I care..." etc lines are good, but there is NO HISTORY BETWEEN THESE CHARACTERS BECAUSE YOU JUST MADE EVERYTHING ACTION SCENES AND THE ONLY FEELING I HAVE ABOUT THEM CAME FROM DE AND NIMOY.

He just yelled at Spock for collapsing in pain again, which is just the best.

Spock: [dying a lil]

McCoy: DAMMIT SPOCK STOP THAT

Gotta say... I did like the moment where Spock looks to McCoy when Kirk says he needs him to stay alive. All I wanted this whole time was the trio.

Okay, McCoy calling Uhura's necklace a tracking device, then saying that he's glad Spock doesn't respect him--when literally a few scenes ago, Spock said he did respect him--is kinda great. Especially since respect in this scenario is, like, a way of Spock saying he has romantic feelings for Uhura? Beyond is bringing Spones back into the picture, and it's not perfect, but I'll take it.

Scott saying "she's lost people too, Captain" was good. It was real good. There are good moments in this one, thank goodness.

Holy goodness, they're letting Scott be a character too! They're letting everyone be real characters instead of just scene dressing for the Kirk and Spock show!

I appreciate Kirk calling everyone Mr. Whatever and McCoy is just "Bones."

McCoy saying "I'll keep an eye on him" about Spock oh no. Oh no it's cute.

Wow this dumb motorcycle scene is Very CG.

The main storyline of this movie is Also Very Bad, but I can deal with bad plots when there are good character moments.That's why I can watch the worst Star Trek episodes for the most part... So Beyond is capturing the feel of a bad Star Trek episode, which is an improvement from the first two movies.

On the other hand, while I would like to try to judge these movies on their own merit, I CAN'T because they lean on the original series. The Spock and McCoy interactions are just one example where all of the emotion and development was actually in the series, but now I'm supposed to apply it to this version of the characters who have never shown any connection before now. So, I have to compare them to TOS and it's just not going to come out well for AOS in any department but special effects and budget. (And Pine being more likable than Shatner as a person tbh.) Then even the relationships they HAVE developed in the show, like Spock and Uhura, make me feel very little because they didn't develop them well. Again, action scenes take precedence over development, and it makes the entire thing weaker.

But little moments like Kirk going to save Jayla when she thinks she'll be left behind, which calls back on the moment with what Scott said about being a team... that was a good within itself because it didn't rely on anything from the original series without entirely deviating from the spirit of it! I wish moments like that weren't so rare in these movies.

Were all those establishing shots like an hour ago really enough for me to care about what's happening to Yorktown? Not... not really? I mean, it's sad, but. I don't know anything about this place. The only ones I have any connection to are Sulu's family, and that's only because I like Sulu...

AHHHHHHHHHH MORE SPOCK AND MCCOY um... do you see how easy i am to make happy like... i could have easily loved these movies if they'd done a little better

Scott and Jayla are really cute engineering buddies and this is one thing that's 100% AOS that I really appreciate.

This is how I feel when I hear the Beastie Boys too. (Not in a good way. Not a fan.)

Hey guess what I'm about to say! Guess what it is! If you guessed "This action sequence is too damn long" then you get no prizes because it's pretty much a given at this point.

.... Krall is Idris Elba? I could've been looking at Idris Elba this whole time? Stupid latex.

This... reveal makes... no sense? I mean, on the plus side, I guess this means that the evil latex face aliens weren't evil aliens, but bad Humans... Still not great that they use latex to other characters and make them more ~scary~ imo.

Also, this is... basically the same reveal as the Khan reveal, just slightly less stupid because we didn't already know this character like we knew Khan. But they literally did the "different name, and then we find out who they are" thing twice in Into Darkness... seems weird to do it a third time for Beyond.

ALLLLSO I'm really tired of every conflict in these movies being resolved with fighting... isn't the theme of this very movie about how conflict is something we're moving beyond as Humans?

Are McCoy and Spock still just flying around? I'm confused. Too much action has happened and I can't tell who is doing what. I only know Kirk is in danger because people keep saying he is.

Oh, okay, they were still just flying around so they could save Kirk at the last minute. Which is goofy, but okay. Gotta love Kirk continuing to give Spock all the credit when McCoy is the one saving him. GREAT LOVE THAT SO COOL.

Love that Spock's conflict about leaving Starfleet to help his people is literally the exact same in these two movies.

Oh no they're bringing back Nimoy related thing to give me emotions again. Don't do that. You didn't earn my love of Nimoy, movie.

OH NO THERE'S THE PICTURE PART THAT I WAS TOLD ABOUT OH NO MY FEELINGS. OH NO.

Oh, Karl Urban. I appreciate your accent efforts.

....... lol that look Spock and McCoy exchanged about the necklace. Um. Okay. I won't read into that, don't worry, not at all.

HEY HEY HEY THEY LET MCCOY JOIN THE KIRK AND SPOCK SHOW AT THE END WOW THANKS IT'S LIKE IT'S NOT JUST THE TWO OF THEM. AND NOW THEY'RE ALL DOING THE "THESE ARE THE VOYAGES" SPEECH. That's a nice touch.

Okay, this one was the best of the three movies by a lot. Still not. Y'know... great. But they introduced a new character I liked. They had some good Spock and McCoy moments, even if they pretended that the TOS relationship was intact. They let Uhura exist outside of Spock for a while. Scotty got some really great moments. Overall, I'm not as angry as I was while watching the other two!

But now I'm going to watch some TOS, and the next episode I have queued up is Journey to Babel, so. I'm much happier about that. (Yes, this is a call back to the gif I used up top. Look at me, tying things together like a cohesive story would.)

#negativity

[allourheroes]

Reasons I’m Bitter: Almost Human Edition

It’s been over four years since Almost Human was canceled after one season. In looking it up today to remind my generally science fiction-hating sister who also loved it (as did my entire family—which usually only happens with sitcoms) that it’s gone, I found an article about “terrible shows” that Fox canceled. I admit, outwardly it does just seem like a buddy cop drama with a twist, but even if that was all it offered, have we as an audience actually tired of the trope?

This time, we got human cops who must be paired with android partners. How is that not a fun twist on the buddy cop genre?

Anyway, here are just a few reasons in no particular order why I’m still bitter (some of them are for the Great Shipping™, just so you’re forewarned):

Karl Urban and Michael Ealy were fantastic together! Amazing chemistry!

Subverted the human and robot dynamics (super soft android who is great with kids and wants to talk about issues while the human is closed off and wants to pretend feelings don’t exist)

The specific android that Dorian (Ealy) plays is a type that has been replaced in the police department and because they’re “too emotional” so now most cops have these boring nobody unfeeling androids instead

Cute silly moments like them singing Elton John’s “Bennie and the Jets” together

Emmy-nominated special effects (You read that correctly: Amazing top-notch special effects on a non-premium science fiction television show. It was a fucking gift.)

Fox aired the episodes out of order so it was confusing to watch when it aired and therefore harder for the audience to follow (just like they did for Firefly, etc.)

The ethical dilemmas of the future (including sex bots, genetically-engineered children, etc.)

Strong female police captain who is not all hard edges but actually sweet and considerate as well

Good cast in general

Rudy! Played by the guy from Pirates of the Caribbean who has the fake eye/some dude in Game of Thrones. He’s a techie who loves the androids and is cute with Dorian and gives us nice comic relief. (I love him, even if he is a little bit pervy.)

An actual quote from a scene in “Are You Receiving?” (what a title):

KENNEX (Human, Karl Urban): Hold this. And this.

DORIAN (Android, Michael Ealy): What am I doing here?

KENNEX: You're heating my coffee. Hey! I like it hot.

DORIAN: It's best between 155 and 175 degrees, most people prefer it at 175. You like it at 165, and that's what it is.

KENNEX: You know how I like my coffee?

DORIAN: Yes, I, unlike you, pay attention to details, like what time it is and what time you're supposed to pick up your partner for shift.

KENNEX: Oh, I pay attention to details, like you just put your finger in my coffee.

DORIAN: If you'd like, I could put it somewhere else.

(!!! A fucking fingering joke? Are you kidding me? I could die.)

Things Dorian the android is confirmed to have:

A “synthetic soul” (ROBOT WITH A SOUL)

A dick (ROBOT WITH CONFIRMED GENITALS) (The replacement cop robots do not have dicks, just FYI.)

There was just generally a lot of cool future stuff and the plot was good and the characters and their relationships develop nicely (if you watch in the correct order) and it left off with a cliffhanger about Dorian’s creator and what was on the other side of the wall and now we’ll never know and I’m angry

Also, it had a lot of inspiration from Blade Runner but it was modern-futuristic with way more POC

Oh yeah, the human cop lost his leg and has PTSD and has an electronic android leg that he has trouble dealing with

Dorian tells him to lube himself up with olive oil to help. And then later comments when he knows John did (*Martha Stewart voice* It’s a good thing)

It was just fucking cool

All in all, it was fantastic and, to be honest, we probably didn’t deserve it since I remember literally seeing people comment at the time that it was too unbelievable for Dorian to have trouble being accepted because he’s a robot when the bigger issue is that he’s black. Like, yikes. Humans are terrible.

Anyway, if you want to legally experience this treasure, it’s available for purchase on Amazon (DVD or digital), but the episodes are still out of order, so check here for the correction (through the production order numbers). Or just, like, illegally download it or stream it because it probably makes no difference at this point. :(

(I have some far-fetched hope that somehow this will get renewed by someone else still, but I know the likelihood is probably less than zero percent. So, like, just suffer with me.)

Thanks for reading my long rant. The end.

#almost human #almost human tv series #fox almost human #almost human fox #jorian #my soul is sad forever over this #anyway you guys should reblog this and somehow signal boost and somehow convince someone to try to make more of this show #johndorian #i'm so bittttttter

[therealkn]

David’s Resolution - Day 5

Day 5 (January 5, 2019)

The Chronicles of Riddick (2004)

“In normal times, evil would be fought with good. But in times like these... well... it should be fought by another kind of evil.”

Usually when a person makes a sequel to a movie, they’re inclined to do something different to make it stand out from its predecessor and avoid simply rehashing it. One popular way of doing this is the “actionized sequel”, which is self-explanatory. If you want specific examples, there’s Aliens to Alien, Terminator 2 to The Terminator, the Mad Max and Rambo franchises (both of which are more well-known for the second films than the first)... the list goes on. But hey, Aliens and Terminator 2 were really good, so it shows that going this route can work and produce really good films. Aliens and Terminator 2 are considered to be not only just as good as their predecessors, but perhaps even better, and often make lists of the best sequels and best sci-fi movies of all time.

And then we have The Chronicles of Riddick. Pitch Black, its predecessor, was a sci-fi horror film that owed a fair bit to Alien and which was somewhat harder science fiction; the most out-there thing in that movie were Riddick’s eyeshine and the alien creatures on the planet. Chronicles, on the other hand, is like if somebody got their Star Wars into your Warhammer 40,000, going for low fantasy science-fiction that deals in a softer sci-fi setting, bordering on fantasy thanks to its antagonists. It was naturally going to be different by design, since this was taking one of the characters from Pitch Black and giving him his own movie.

Universal made a fairly big deal out of this movie back then. Not only was there this bigger-budgeted, action-packed sequel, there were two notable pieces of tie-in material released around that time. One was the direct-to-video animated film The Chronicles of Riddick: Dark Fury, which was directed by Peter Chung of Æon Flux fame and directly followed Pitch Black, helping establish some things that would be seen in this movie. And the other was the video game The Chronicles of Riddick: Escape from Butcher Bay, a prequel to Pitch Black that, among other things, established how Riddick got his eyeshine, and is widely praised as one of the best movie-licensed games of all time.

Sucks that the film didn’t do that well in the box office though. That’s never a good sign.

The movie establishes how different it is from Pitch Black right from the word “go”. It begins with a prologue establishing the film’s villains, the Necromongers: a fanatical cult of death-worshippers who themselves are in a kind of undeath where pain is not part of their vocabulary. Led by the Lord Marshal (Colm Feore), a “holy half-dead” with superhuman speed and strength and the ability to take your soul like he’s Shang Tsung from Mortal Kombat, the Necromongers are driven to kill the entire universe while also converting as many as they can to their cause, which is “salvation” through a constellation of dark worlds known as the “UnderVerse”, which sounds a bit like someone’s attempt at making a cinematic universe in the wake of Marvel’s own universe.

How does Riddick factor into this? Well, this film takes place five years after Pitch Black, and Riddick (played once again by Vin Diesel, who was also one of the film’s producers), has been in a self-imposed exile in the hopes of avoiding mercenaries who are out for the price on his head. The beginning of the movie shows that this isn’t working and after kicking the asses of a mercenary crew that tracked him onto an ice planet, he finds that the price on his head was by Imam (Keith David, long may he reign), one of the people he saved back in the previous movie. But as it turns out, this was just so he could meet with Aereon, a wind elemental played by Judi Dench, who explains that Riddick may be a “Furyan”, part of an all-but-extinct warrior race from another planet, and that he may be key to stopping the Necromongers. Riddick isn’t interested because, well, he’s not the kind of guy to be a hero. But one way or another, we know he’s gonna wreck the Necromongers’ shit and it will be glorious. And it is.

On a technical level, the movie is weak in some areas. Some of the writing is a bit lacking, with some characters feeling a bit stock. Jack, now calling herself Kyra and played by a different actress because of studio shenanigans (at least they got the original actress back to voice the character in Dark Fury), seems like someone who’s trying to be a badass edgelord and even goes “I hate not being the bad guys!” Cool your heels, Edgy McEdgerson III, Esq., we get it, you’re trying to be badass and you are badass but... stop that please. Also, some of the CGI is not the best (in fact, weird CGI stuff is a thing in all the Riddick movies, even the 2013 one), and there are some weird editing things in both of the movies that make them feel like they’re trying to be stylish like a music video. Sometimes it works, sometimes not really.

But is it fun to watch? Fuck yeah it is. It’s not the best on a technical level but fuck it, it’s a fun movie to watch, and if it’s enjoyable enough, we’re willing to look. The action sequences are pretty cool, though the editing can be slightly wonky, and it’s cool to see Riddick fight like hell and utterly devastate anything he fights. We also get to see more of his cunning and intellect as well, seeing him plan how to escape prison or silently taking out mercs one by one like he’s Batman.

There’s also some cool sci-fi stuff that feels like a natural expansion of the universe of Pitch Black. New planets are shown like Helion Prime, a Mecca planet that is the home of Imam and the latest target of the Necromongers’ crusade; and Crematoria, home of one of the few “triple-max” prisons and where half the planet is scorching hot while the other half is too frigid for anything to live. The Necromongers themselves are awesome, with imposing designs and appearances and carry this sense of being an overwhelming force that you simply can’t stop, no matter how you try. Some of their stuff is overly-designed, but it fits them well enough and makes them intimidating.

Aside from Vin Diesel, who gets to show off more of Riddick being a win, the other actors are good too. Colm Feore’s High Marshal is someone who does command respect and authority and dear God he just ripped that man’s soul out of his body, how does he even. Karl Urban, fresh off the Lord of the Rings trilogy, plays the Necromonger commander Vaako, with a hairstyle that’s like a mohawk with dreadlocks and who does a pretty good with his character as a fervent devotee to the Necromonger way and who also aspires to lead them, with Thandie Newton serving as his Lady Macbeth to scheme and plot behind the Lord Marshal’s back. Nick Chinlund as the mercenary Toombs is also fun, coming off like a fusion of Ron Perlman and Dean Ambrose in his appearance and performance and pretty entertaining to watch in his one-dimensional scumbaggery. And Judi Dench goes without saying because she is always a win.

And like Pitch Black, there is an unrated director’s cut. In fact, all the Riddick movies have unrated director’s cuts, but unlike Pitch Black, this one actually DOES qualify as unrated since the stuff that’s cut was more suggestive, violent, etc. The additional content not only includes more violence and swears, it also has more character stuff, including an alternate ending to the Crematoria battle between Riddick and the Necromongers that is simultaneously more goofy and more fleshed-out.

I recommend this movie if you’re into cool sci-fi/action movies, or if you want to see Vin Diesel be badass. Or if you’re like me and you just want fun action movies. Or if you want to see Karl Urban be awesome after Lord of the Rings but before Dredd. He’s good in this movie.

Next time: Riddick meets Æon Flux. Not literally.

#David's resolution #The Chronicles of Riddick

[jpat82]

Bad Plan

A/n: this fic that I’m adding into rotation is one I started well over a year ago. The original first chapter was over 5k words long so I’m going to have to break it up. It’s also Karl Urban, cause I mean, hello he’s gorgeous as well.

Summary: Renee had a fail proof plan to get rid of her nervousness for sending in her writing manuscripts. Audition for a movie, surely she'll get rejected.

The plan backfired and now she has to act, joining a crew of seasoned actors from Star Trek. Her quick friendship leads her down the rabbit hole with Karl Urban.

CHAPTER 1:part 1

Some of the dumbest things in my life I have done because of the phase 'meh, why not'. This however was more based on trying to get used to being rejected. You see, I'm a writer, I write fiction and screen plays. I have yet to send one to get publish or sent to be read by a director, mainly for the fear of being told 'hey, this sucks, so do your self a favor and stop wasting your time writing.' My bright idea was 'hey, let's audition for some movie roles, you'll surely be turned down multiple times and get used to it'.

So when I got a call back for a second audition my anxiety sored  through the roof and I felt like relocating to Mexico. This is not how this was supposed to go, I'm not an actor. I was supposed to be laughed at and told to bugger off.

When I received the call after the second audition and was told I got the female co lead in this movie I about choked and died. I have massive anxiety problems when in new place, new situations, and around people I don't know. This was not the plan, and just like life has always done in the past it decided to slap me face and pull the rug out beneath my feet.

“So, Renee," my sister, Rosalyn inquired with a hint of amusement in her voice as I was breathing into a paper bag, "whatchya going to do now? Can't exactly back out."

“Says who?" I sneered into the bag, sitting on the couch.

“The fact you went through both auditions," she giggled, " how's your bright idea now?"

“Bite me, rainbow bright." I leaned back into the couch, pulling the paper away from my face. I pinched the bridge of my nose, trying to think clearly. There was a couple saving graces about this movie set. A.) it was local, it was being filmed in and around the Oregon city area and B.) I was a no-body. I could blend in a lot easier.

“What's the name of movie? Who's going to be in it?" She pounced on to the couch next to me, I turned my head ever so slightly and just stared her. This month her hair was pale blue with hot pink roots, her ghostly colored skin was pinkened from just get done working out.

“I don't know, to either of those questions."

“How do you not know? What's was the script you read?"

“I wasn't paying attention and I can't remember. I was trying to get through the ordeal."

“Your going to make a horrible actress if you can't remember any of that." She stated, pushing up off the couch. "What about your normal job? Since it takes a couple of months to film."

“I already talked to my manager, I'm taking a leave of absence. And thanks for the ego boost."

“Your welcome!"

*****

The next few weeks after that were spent getting my rear end handed to me by a personal trainer. Who by the way, was adamant about a very strict eating schedule, which I was severely punished for daily by drinking Starbucks. I also had a trainer for learning how to fight, all of it choreographed of course but still. Most nights I came home very late and couldn't remember how I made it my bed. Just to wake up to my phone going off by Satan calling me two hours before I was supposed to work out.

My sister being the loving and caring individual she was would poke my sore muscles. Drink some wine and have her Starbucks all while telling me I couldn't have some. Yes, I knew it was revenge for the countless times I did things to pester her but still.

The first evening on set was a cast and crew get together. I learned that I was joining in on an established movie sequence. So everyone knew each other, except for me. Wonderful. Just my luck, I showed up in my ratty jeans and a nice top. I was told it was a casual occasion, no need to dress up. My short cropped hair was sporting a recent sun burn, first time I have ever had one but then again I didn't start buzzing my head till a couple months ago.

I was wandering around trying to find where we were all supposed to meet up. I found no security guards to help me out, which I thought was odd. I turned down a corridor and bumped into a gentleman.

“Oh, I'm sorry." His accent was heavy, he seemed hesitant on whether to say sir of miss.

“No, it's my fault. I wasn't paying attention to where I was walking. I'm really lost so i keep checking my phone and I'm rattling on, sorry."

“It's okay," he chuckled, my brain was trying to get my attention but I ignored it. "I'm lost myself. Where are you headed to?"

“Some hall, I'm supposed to meet up with a bunch of people I don't know. So it’s not like I can text anybody for help." I showed him the details on my phone.

“Looks like we are headed to same place, but I know everybody. And none of them are answering their phones anyway." He smiled, something about this guy. I recognized his smile, but not his voice. Which is odd for me, normally I recognized voiced first.

“Well, isn't that nice of them." I chuckled, he was a damn good looking man.

“I guess it would be better to be lost with someone then be lost alone." He stuck his elbow out inviting me to take it.

“Sounds like a wonderful plan, People look at ya weird when you talk to yourself." Open mouth insert foot. He let out a deep chuckle.

“That's for sure." We continued to wandered the abandoned building.

“Karl!" Someone yelled from behind us, he turned his head looking over shoulder. It was dark and couldn't make out the mans voice but I knew who it was right off the bat. He jogged over. "Where the hell have you been?"

“Lost." We followed Chris as he walked back the room where everyone was. It didn't take long to figure out who I was walking with or what movie this was now. "who's your new friend?"

“Actually I never got her name."

“My name is Renee Winter."

“Ah, your going to play the new ensing." Pine flashed his pearly whites. We walked into the large hall. Easily over a hundred people, slightly loud, and I felt like a panic attack was about to hit. I must of instinctively gripped Karl's arm a bit tighter. He looked over at me with a bit of concern on his face.

“Hey, your fine. Just breathe." He whispered into my ear. "Let's go get a drink and then I'll introduce to everyone."

He ordered two drinks, I was trying to gather myself back up. He handed me something, I took a sip, it was sweet and warm despite the ice.  He made eye contact with me, and smiled.

“So what's your anxiety from? The amount of people or because of who all is in the room?" He asked, I turned my head to survey the room. Karl gently brought his knuckle up and turned my head back to face him. "Breathe, and keep looking at me."

“There's a lot of people here, and it's the complete uncertainty of the situation." I breathed out, breaking eye contact and looked down at the ground.

“You'll be fine, we can go and let you meet people one on one. Take a break and step out into the hall, get a breather in." I just nodded, slowly looking back up at him. "I have a couple close friends and family members who have anxiety. So don't worry about judgement."

He slowly lead me around the room, I faked being fine. Joking around while getting to know the cast. It was an hour into the shindig before we stepped out in the hall. I sped to the opposite wall and started to gulp down air like fish.

“No wonder they picked you. If it weren't for the death grip, I wouldn't have suspected that you any anxiety." He jested.

“Sorry, bout that." Turning, pressing my back against the cool wall. I stared at ceiling, wondering how big of an ass I was making myself out to be.

“So, tell me about yourself, Renee." He asked leaning up against the wall with me.

“Like what?"

“What other acting gigs have you done?"

“None, literally the first time auditioned."

“Seriously? Lucky break, most get turned down hundreds of times."

“I know, I was banking on that."

“Huh?" I could see the perplexed look out of the corner of my eye.

“I'm not an actor, I'm a writer. I was doing this to get used to rejection before I sent my stuff to get published. But seeing how I'm cursed, I ended up getting the part." I chuckled to myself.

“Wow, how's that going for ya?" He chuckled with me.

“You know, my sister asked me the same thing."

“Sounds like a smart lady, come on. Time to go back in there." I took a deep breath and walked back in.

“Sorry, I'm terribly late, I got lost in the building." I heard a very unmistakable British accent. Well, my sister is going to flip when I tell her this.

“No big deal, Tom. So did we." Karl replied, giving the man a hug.

“Glad to hear I wasn't the one." Tom chuckled back.

“Tom, this is Renee. She's also new to the Star Trek world." Tom took my hand a gently shook it.

“Pleasure to meet you." He smiled, yeah, my sister was going to murder me in my sleep.

“Nice to meet you too." The rest of the night was just greeting and making small chat. The end of the night Karl walked me back to my car. "Seriously though, thank you. I don't think I would of made it. I would of stood awkwardly in the corner the whole time, looking at my phone every two minutes."

“No big deal. So what hotel do they have you staying at?" We finally reached my car, I grin back at him.

“The beauty of this, I get to go home every night. I live local."

“Lucky duck." He laughed, "kinda jealous."

“Yeah, but I don't get room service. I mean I could try yelling at my sister to make me food but she's a chef and hates coming home to cook. So she would probably poison my food."

“Yeah, don't do that." I opened my car and sat in the seat. "See you tomorrow?"

“Yeah, I'm supposed to be at the make up trailer at 5am. So I'll probably be up earlier, knowing satan." He gave me a weird look. "The personal trainer they gave me."

“Ah." He laughed. I started my car and waved before I left.

*****

“So, tell me." I had just barely cracked the door open.

“Not even going to let me walk in." She was waiting on the couch like black panther.

“Nope, what movie? Who's it in? And no spoilers."

“The new Star Trek, the usual suspects. And I can't tell you all the crew with out giving you any spoilers." I smirked.

“Hang on, what do you mean you can't tell me all the crew without giving me spoilers?!"

“Because someone is in it that normally isn't. And you said no spoilers." I smirk walking into my room.

“Renee Abigail Winter! I'm not done talking to you!" She yelled following me.

“Rosalyn Amy Winter, you told me not to tell you." I flopped onto my bed, repressing my urge to laugh.

“Come on, Renee. Tell me." She pleaded, I shook my head.

“Oh, look at the time, it's midnight and I have to be at work at 5am. I really do need to get some rest now." I feigned a yawn, I was tired but this was far more entertaining.

“Please?!" She was hopeless, if I didn't tell I would get no sleep. If I did tell, well, I probably get no sleep.

“How about how this, I'll text you tomorrow when I get a chance. Because I really do have to get some sleep."

“Fine." Her voice was full of rejection as she slid off the bed. "You better remember."

@kitkatkl

#karl ubran x ofc #karl urban fanfic #karl urban #badplan #chris pine #star trek cast

[veotis-the-jewel-of-the-ocean]

☾♔; 31.07.2018

☾♔; Tasha

☾♔; @veotis-the-jewel-of-the-ocean

☾♔; @serveorburn

☾♔; mod(s): @livesinabluebox​ @sighsethereally​

▬ Set Requirement: Doesn’t matter, just make sure it has your faceclaim. Other than that, make whatever kind of thing you want! Square, rectangle, moodboard, magazine cover, whatever you want my nerds!

♛ Daenir Échon ♛

pronounced: Day-nir

♛ B A S I C⠀S T A T S ♛

▬ Full Name: Daenir Échon

▬ Nickname(s): Dae

▬ Title(s) and/or alias(es): The High Sorcerer

▬ Age: Roughly 27 summers give or take a few years

▬ Gender: Male     

▬ Species: Witch -  Isahor

▬ Occupation: Sorcerer of Veotis {currently} // Assassin/Witch Hunter {formally}

▬ Kingdom of Birth: Calia

▬ Kingdom of Residence: Veotis

♛ P H Y S I C A L⠀A P P E A R A N C E ♛  

▬ Face Claim: Matthew Daddario

▬ Hair: Black

▬ Eyes: Blue-Grey

▬ Height: 6 ft 1

▬ Body: Scared perfection

▬ Any Scars/ Marks?: Several scars over his body, the most prominent of those are the shiny silvery marks around his wrists

▬ Any Tattoos/ Piercings?:

- A black and white dragon entwined over his heart

- Black wings across his back

- Protective runes across his ribs

- An unknown symbol on his upper left thigh

- A magical brand on his neck given to him by his mother

▬ Other: Nothing for now

♛ P E R S O N A L I T Y ♛  

▬ Overview: Headstrong, stubborn and full of snarky wit and dry sarcasm, Daenir prefers to push people away to keep them from getting underneath the shields he has perfected over the years. Whilst generally he looks out for himself and acts like he’s been put out when people gather for his attention, underneath all those layers, Daenir does enjoy helping people. Due to years of abuse at the hands of his father, and the years of his imprisonment thanks to his mother, Daenir is known by the court to suffer moments of mental instability. Despite this, the King and the Advisory Council hold the man in high esteem due to his years of service to the kingdom and former apprenticeship to Master Cedric. Deanir is a warrior and most of the time is known to have unshakable focus in all of his tasks with little to distract him. His singular drive is to do better for the world he lives in even if he can only do it one bit at a time.

▬ Strengths: His stubbornness - but it can also be a weakness; his inability to give up on someone or something; his desire to make things safer for witches

▬ Weaknesses: Hates, and I mean HATES dark places, has to sleep with the fire going due to his imprisonment; extreme awkwardness in social situations; overuse of his powers can result in severe dehydration, often occurs when he spends too long in combat; inability to share his feelings to avoid being called weak

▬ Habits and Quirks: Daenir has been known to spark when he is annoyed or frustrated, likewise he can lose control of his lightning based abilities when in a state of arousal

▬ Likes: Hot places, warm weather, soft music, reading, painting, drawing, being left alone when he needs to be, gardening, tea of all kinds, libraries, old stories, archery, horse riding, knives, outsmarting stupid nobles, Aldir and Ryo, his apprentice and likewise his former teacher, spicy food {the hotter the better}, traveling

▬ Dislikes: Animals that have no point, being called damaged, being coddled - he is NOT a child, foolish religious people, having other’s ideals forced onto him, discrimination, fighting for the sake of fighting, moronic little assholes, people who use position to gain what they want, bullies, being touched without permission, flirting {if you want someone, just fucking tell them stupid}, sweet food, cold weather, snow, parties

▬ Hobbies: Painting, drawing, collecting old tomes, pissing off his parents, building models, gardening, brooding spectacularly, outsmarting stupid nobles

▬ Character Tropes: Dark and Troubled Soul; When Dad Met Mum; Abusive Parent; Byronic Hero; The Quiet One; The Wild Card, Parental Issues; Parental Abandonment; Daddy Issues; Mum Is A Bitch {if that is not a trope is bloody well should be}, Big Brother Instinct; Bi The Way; Archer Archetype; Death Seeker; Jerk With A Heart of Gold; Friend To All Children; Tall, Dark and Handsome; Tall, Dark and Snarky; Badass Bookworm

▬ Additional Information: Will literally lose his shit at being called an animal. Daenir spent twenty years of his life being likened to an animal by his father and his mother, the first one to treat him as an actual human being was Cóven VI

♛ A B I L I T I E S ♛  

▬ Pyrokinesis: an ability often associated with war. Most witches born in Veotis are born with an affinity for either earth, air or water, Daenir’s ability with fire is frightening and at the same time another way to show that he is not a Veotis native.

▬ Electrokinesis: Daenir barely has a grasp on this ability as it is. It is mostly responsible for the tangled, chaotic mess the sorcerer calls hair. He can create, shape and manipulate electricity

▬ Hardening: This skill is inherited from Daenir’s father, whilst he hates the man, the skill itself allows him to turn his body into a living weapon. There is one weak spot but Daenir has only told one person and that is the King

▬ Armed and Unarmed Combat: the skill is self explanatory but Daenir excels more with knives and the bow than he does with a sword  

▬ Able to fumble his way through any conversation with a shy smile and incomprehensible mumbling

♛ F A M I L Y ♛  

Fucked up. There is no other way to describe it. Feredir and Malrin consummated their love to hate your guts relationship after a drunken encounter in the middle of a storm. The Witch Hunter stole away with the child when he was barely a week old and turned him into a weapon that hunted his own kind. Feredir wants his weapon back, Malrin wants her son dead, Daenir just wants to train his apprentice, keep witches safe and stay loyal to the king.

▬ Feredir Havel || 49 || Father || Karl Urban || Witch Hunter

If ego had a proper name it would be Feredir Havel. He is a prideful, manipulative, charismatic man who takes pleasure in twisting others to his cause. He dislikes witches and the freedom they have, often taking great joy in killing or imprisoning them.   

▬ Malrin Échon || 46 || Mother || Charlez Theron || Head of the Witches Guild

Meaning lady crowned with gold. Malrin is the Head of the Witches Guild and seen as the most powerful witch in Veotis second to none until Daenir comes into his full power. She dislikes the fact that he can outdo her in just about anything without trying, the fact he spent the better part of six years actively killing and hunting his own kind might have something to do with it. Malrin cursed her son to hear the dying cries of those he has killed for the rest of his days

▬ Caladwin Échon || Deceased ||  Sister || Kaya Scodelario || Witch

She’s dead, nothing else to say

♛ B I O G R A P H Y ♛

Born the only son of Feredir Havel and Malrin Échon, Daenir spent the first years of his life being nothing but a tool to his father’s endgame. Feredir and Malrin consummated their love to hate your guts relationship after a drunken encounter in the middle of a storm resulting in the birth of Daenir a month earlier than normal. When he was barely a week old, Fereldir had his hunters kidnap his son and bring the baby back to Calia where he would spend the next fourteen years being raised as an ‘unofficial’ weapon to hunt his own kind.

Daenir committed his first hunt when he was a few months shy of fifteen, whilst it was widely known that the hunt went spectacularly wrong in every way possible, the truth being much bloodier than that. False intelligence was given which resulted in the death of a young witch and her parents, an act that would only serve to fuel the boy’s hatred of his own kind {and come back to haunt him years later}.

Whilst Feredir kept up his charade as a respectable Witch Hunter who kept to the law, he continually sent Daenir out into the world in order to rid the world of ALL witches. This carried on until Daenir was eighteen and came to the attention of his mother, now head of the Witches Guild in Veotis. Daenir killed the wrong witch who happened to be his half-sister and ended up spending the next year running from the wrath of his own mother, a woman he didn’t even know.

The hunt ended back in Veotis in the heart of the Aedis Forest where Daenir was taken down by the combined effort of the entire Guild. A curse was laid upon Daenir to hear the cries of his victims until the day he died, and then he was locked away into the darkness of Aedis Prison with a single warden who would be rotated by Malrin every month. Whilst the woman didn’t want her son to die just yet, she didn’t want him to be free to go about his life like he hadn’t caused harm to his own kind. That was her revenge for the death of her dear daughter.

When Cóven and his royal guard found the prison hidden in the Aedis Forest, Daenir was near feral from being chained and locked away for so long. With the assistance of Cedric Ebe, Cóven was able free him from the magical bindings and take him back Aecor and the Summer Palace to try and help bring him back from insanity, helping him heal along the way.

With the assistance of Lady Helaena from Astronia and her apprentice Lady Everleigh, Daenir was able to come back to the world a bit at a time until his mind could function properly. After four years in darkness, he found it hard to trust anyone, first opening up to Cóven and then Cedric after he took up an apprenticeship with the Royal Sorcerer. The feeling of trusting someone was so unfamiliar but the knowledge that he actually belonged somewhere was something that Daenir accepted even if his mind told him no.

After meeting his mother in the middle of an Advisory Council meeting, Daenir was forced to come clean with his past, he half expected to be thrown back inside the darkness of the prison and his own mind. Instead of rejection, Daenir found acceptance from both his master’s and soon found himself inheriting the title of Royal Sorcerer when Cedric decided to retire. During the years he has been active in his current role, Daenir has taken to trying to right many of wrongs committed in his earlier years and bring peace to the world a little bit at a time.

♛ O T H E R ♛

▬ Has a pet Nyrk gifted to him by his father when he was a child. Aldir {named after the God of War} is incredibly aggressive to everyone but Daenir and the King. Ryo, a rare Panthera in Veotis, was a gift given to him by the former King, the beast is loyal and far more friendly than his counterpart Aldir

▬ Daenir is basically Fenris and I will fight you if you say otherwise

#veotis #daenir Échon #tasha's work

[barrebard]

For the Star Trek asks: 4, 13, 17, and 27. (I couldn't pick just one! XD)

4. Favourite Doctor?

Bones. He’s so lovably cantankerous, and he rounds out the Kirk/Spock/McCoy triad so wonderfully. (I don’t mean that in a shippy way, but in a friendship and character dynamic way.) And Karl Urban’s McCoy is my favorite character in the reboot movies.

13. Favourite captain?

Picard. Always and forever, Picard. (Except I just started watching Voyager and oh man I really, really love Janeway! I don’t think she’ll displace Picard as #1 in my heart, but she’ll probably be a close runner up.)

17. Favourite series?

TNG. It’s the Trek series I grew up watching the most, and the characters feel like old friends. I finished watching Deep Space 9 for the first time recently, and I think it’s arguably a better show than TNG was. But TNG is the show I will always want to go back to, and it has more episodes that I consider rewatchable.

27. Which character deserved better?

Geez... like, all of the women? At least, from a writing and character development standpoint, a lot of the women characters got so little to do. 

I think Troi is probably the epitome of that. She sat around the bridge and looked pretty, and her biggest character traits were that she loved chocolate and had a rocky relationship with her mother. WOMEN, amiright? I’m glad she was finally given more to do in later seasons, especially once she took the command exam and became a Lt. Commander. But early on she was just “the hot one” and I always hated that.

In terms of the actual character arc and how they ended on the show, I’m going to say Jake Sisko. [spoilers for the end of DS9 ahead] He should be off traveling the galaxy and getting inspiration for new novels and becoming a best selling author, maybe falling in love and getting married. But I worry that he’ll end up wasting away at DS9, waiting for his father to return at some unknown time in the future. After losing his mother and knowing that she’ll never return, I just can’t imagine him ever being able to leave the place that he hopes his father might return to someday. I think the last shot of DS9, with him and Kira looking out toward the wormhole, is supposed to be hopeful, that Ben will come back someday... but it saddened me. Kira at least has a job on the station and a role to do there. But what about Jake?

#star trek #ask meme #runawayface #ask

[brideofedoras]

Urban Dreams...

So I had two very different dreams starring Karl Urban last night...  The first dream featured Vincent Stevens (The Loft) coming home as I was hosting a family dinner.  He cornered me right in front of everyone and hot damn...  All he did was press right up against me and he said something, but hell if I can remember what it was he said.  Whatever he said turned me on even more than just that full-on invasion of my personal space.

The second dream was about The Boys.  We were all on a boat, some old lady was either parasailing or waterskiing as we were escaping something.  I can’t remember the details but I was definitely with Butcher, and I’m not complaining.

Now I’m in the mood to write some Vincent Stevens sexytimes but I do have a story in the works featuring him (a redemption story of sorts with an OFC who is the last person he should be falling for).  

I have a thousand different things that I should be doing instead (laundry, housework, putting plastic over my drafty windows and hauling in more wood for my stove, cleaning up the exploded dog bed in the front yard-- pibbles are hell on cheap dog beds!... shopping, and working on the next part of Myne Owne Hertis Rote because I had originally skipped ahead to shortly before Eomer’s banishment but I can’t just skip ahead three years without going into why Rochiriel is suddenly so insecure about her old injuries and scars and her growing feelings for Eomer...).  Sigh...  

Anyway, Happy Saturday!  It’s supposed to be nice this weekend here in Missouri before the arctic front moves in.  I hate cold weather but at least it gives me an excuse to grab a blanket, a cup of hot chocolate, and my laptop to work on my stories!  Maybe I’ll post some teasers of my other Karl-influenced stories and some of my personal head canons I’ve written based on prompts and things I’ve seen here on tumblr.  :)

#sexy dreams #karl urban #day dreams

[dailyurbine]

Fic: The one where Karl isn't as sensitive as expected

#urbine #fanfic #author: lastling #author: credulesque

[yesjayme]

Cut & Run Fan Fun Meme

I’m doing this because @youreabadbatch posted it, and while I was reading the answers, which was a lot of fun, @jg317 answered “a Rob-friend started yammering on about Ty & Zane and I just had to see what all the fuss was about. Blame Jayme.” I am Rob-Friend Jayme and I want to know who @jg317 is and if we’re still in touch, just not here. 

Questions under the Cut (& Run)

What drew you to C&R? Friends from another fandom insisted that I would love these books and got me swooning over Karl Urban and Eric Bana and there was no looking back. I’ve seriously lost count of how many times I’ve read them. It’s easily dozens.

Favorite C&R Book? Until Crash & Burn, it was Divide & Conquer. I adored blind Zane, who was trying not to show how helpless and hopeless he felt. My heart hurt for Ty who wanted so much to take care of Zane, but we knew how THAT would work out. The moment at the softball field when Zane finally realized that he loved Ty was a highlight of the series for me. I wasn’t a fan of B&C, but Crash & Burn made me forget about all that. It was the perfect ending for the perfect men in my life. 

Favorite Ty/Zane moment of the series? The wedding. Even though I want that family wedding, their way was perfect for them. I was also glad it happened early in C&B and we didn’t have to spend the rest of the book worrying about that.

Favorite love scene? The door scene in Divide & Conquer after they got back from Chiaparelli’s and Ty was jealous over Ryan the waiter. Zane trying to balance on one toe and hang on to Ty was incredibly hot.

Non-Touch & Geaux moment that broke your heart (because T&G is just one massive heart-breaker so it’s too easy to go there)? When Ty told Zane that he came out to his friends and that Nick had kissed him. After Ty asked him if he’d be the friend he needed that night, Zane laid in bed in tears thinking that he couldn’t bear to lose Ty.  A moment that made you laugh out loud? “Meow Mix”. I love Deuce, and that was the best line at the moment. It was great that it carried through to all the books!

A moment that put stars in your eyes? Two words. Strap fixing. The first time Zane touched Ty, it was to fix his holster strap, and even though Ty wasn’t too thrilled about Zane invading his space, the sparks flew from then. Every time a strap was fixed during the series I just wanted to cry for them.

Favorite pun? “Maybe spend some time in Beaumont”

Favorite Grady not named Beaumont Tyler? Deuce. Smart, good looking, funny, and a latent stoner. What’s not to love?

Favorite Sidewinder? Digger

Favorite of the FBI crew? Clancy! She was a spitfire who could keep up with any on them. I laughed when Zane thought the greatest threat to their lives was Michelle, who was still pissed that Zane had shot her and ruined her perfect track record of not bleeding on the job.

Favorite Ty moment? On the mountain, when Zane told Ty to focus on him for a few minutes and asked him what was the first thing that came to mind. The very first thing that came to his mind was I Love You

Favorite Zane moment? Badass Zane in Crash & Burn was the best. He was the star of that book and my favorite part was when he shot up the Fiddler and when he told Ty he hated baseball. “Shut your whore mouth”

A song that reminds you of Ty & Zane? 4AM by Our Lady Peace 

Random Getting To Know You Questions

What other fandoms are you in? Marvel and Star Trek

Favorite food? Italian

Favorite hobby outside of fandom stuff? Reading, catching up on all my Netflix shows, Hanging with my dogs

Celebrity crush? Eric, Karl, Chris Evans, and the 2016 Chicago Cubs

Anything else? Baseball, Football, Give me my sports please.  I’m tagging @karenec just so I can read her answers. Thanks, @youreabadbatch

#Cut & Run #It's been a while...hi there #this was fun #i miss my boys