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galeweather · 1 year
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You used what he wanted against him. That's a nice move. It is what you would have done. And this, this is what you would have done. It was only logical. STAR TREK INTO DARKNESS 2013, dir. J.J. Abrams
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agoddamn · 9 months
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Something something the parallels of McCoy being unable to separate the salt creature from the Nancy Crater he knew and Mirror Spock from the Spock he knew and continuously making the choice to help people who hurt him
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starrydecisis · 9 months
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I wish we had been able to see Ezri's zhian'tara
I regularly wonder what Ezri would have been told by the past Dax hosts at her zhian'tara, specifically Jadzia.
And who would embody Jadzia? My first thought was Kira, but I almost feel like that wouldn't be the case because Kira and Jadzia were so close that it would probably have been incredibly hard for her (ahem, HOW close depends on whether or not you ship Kiradax). The more I think about it, the more I actually think Benjamin would have embodied Jadzia because of his deep bond with Dax over three lifetimes. Odo probably would've volunteered for Curzon again, which leaves Jadzia as the Dax Benjamin knew.
As to what Jadzia would have told Ezri, I feel like she would have first apologized for Ezri being forced to join in the first place. But I think she would ultimately give her advice like a big sister would on how to navigate the joining, how to find her place in it, and how to deal with the awkwardness from those around her who only knew Jadzia.
Curious as to everyone's thoughts!
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annikasevenshots · 1 year
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Seven of Nine x side eye + eye roll
(thanks to @raffaelamusiker for your help with this one! <3)
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oddthesungod · 2 years
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yeehaw 🤠🤠🤠
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cannibalspicnic · 1 year
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OK, I just had a thought that has layers of both sad and funny. What if Vadic's smoking isn't just for the villain aesthetic? What if her mutated physical form with lungs and all can feel it? What if she's smoking weed to deal with her chronic pain from the experimentation and struggles to function without it? What if Shaw was right?
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atomicbooquet · 14 days
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kira looks so good in her dress blues
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Do y'all have favorite press junkets of movies or are you normal? Anyway, mine is Star Trek 2009.
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quasi-normalcy · 2 years
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“Bonjour, ma petite reine.” The Borg Queen lowered the bottle, smirking in satisfaction. She’d never seen her visitor in this guise before—a human, and a male, for that matter—but the entity was instantly recognisable nonetheless. “Q.” 
I got to thinking about the implications of a headcanon I posted a few days ago, so have a fanfic.
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impishtubist · 1 year
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Good morning, my MASH/Star Trek/West Wing/RL bestie wrote me this lovely McKirk gift and now I need everyone to come read it and scream about it with me.
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scullycockstrap · 1 year
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iliadette · 1 year
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Anyway The Visitor shattered me
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dwobbitfromtheshire · 4 months
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Steve and Eddie lay on the floor of Steve’s living room, staring at the ceiling fan as it moved on the lowest setting. They were both equally high, floating together like they were laying on clouds.
"Eddie?" Steve asked.
"Yeah?"
"Can I tell you something?" Steve asked.
"Anything, man," Eddie said.
"I like more than one thing," Steve said. "So much more."
"More than one thing of what?" Eddie asked.
"You know how some people like one thing and the opposite thing, but some people like one thing and the opposite thing," Steve said. "I like more than one thing, you know?"
"Like some people like Star Wars and some people like Star Trek, then there are people who say it's the same thing," Eddie said. "Which is bullshit. Some people like both of them, like me."
"You like Star Wars and Star Trek?" Steve asked.
"Yeah, problem?" Eddie asked.
"Nah, man, I'm friends with other nerds," Steve said. "I also like Star Trek and Star Wars. I also like basketball. I like so many things. Is that weird?"
"Nah, man. I don't have a problem with basketball, not anymore," Eddie said. "There's just so many things out there to like, you know. Gotta keep my mind open."
"I think there's a word for what we are. I just can't think of what is," Steve said. "My head is so foggy."
"Yeah, I think your ceiling fan just turned into a helicopter, man," Eddie said.
"Oh, man. I do not want a helicopter in my living room," Steve said.
"You're right. It is better that we're both sober," Vickie said.
Vickie and Robin were sitting on the couch, a bowl of popcorn between them.
"Told you, highly entertaining," Robin said. "Don't worry, once they sober, they'll remember that they're boyfriends and that this is the fifth time they're coming out to each other."
"Eddie?" Steve asked.
"Yeah?"
"Can I tell you something else?" Steve asked.
"Yeah."
"Like sometimes, I don't feel like a man. Sometimes, I feel like a woman, but other days, I also feel like a man, and like other days, I don't feel like a man or a woman," Steve said. "Is that crazy?"
"Nah."
"Okay. Okay. We are encroaching on a territory I didn't know existed," Robin said with wide eyes.
"What do we do? Do we pretend like we didn't hear that?" Vickie asked.
"I mean, I think so. I don't know," Robin said. "Yeah, I think so. He's got to be the one to come to us on his own with that like he came out as bisexual. So, yeah, I think we just forget."
The next morning. . .
Robin walked downstairs and into her friend's kitchen. He was standing at the counter, drinking coffee. Robin stared at him, her heart full of affection and love for her platonic soulmate.
"Good morning, Robin," Steve said.
"It certainly is, good that is," Robin said, her eyes filling with proud tears.
"Are you okay?" Steve asked.
Robin sobbed and threw herself at him, hugging him tightly.
"I love you, no matter what shape you come in," Robin said.
"Uh, okay?" Steve asked. "What the hell does that mean?"
"Like if you ever decided to become. . . Astronaut shaped, I think it would be cool. Stars are beautiful, you know, and it's a beautiful thing because we're all made of stardust. And if even if you didn't want to be an astronaut, it would still be beautiful stardust," Robin rambled.
"Robin. . .did you wait until this morning to smoke weed? Why didn't you smoke with us last night?" Steve asked.
"I wanted to see what you and Eddie talked about when you guys were high," Robin said.
"And?" He asked.
"So many wonderful things," Robin sniffled. "I'm so proud of you, and just so you know, I'll support whatever decision you make."
"What if I decide to shave all my hair off?" Steve asked.
"Even then, I'll still love you," Robin said.
"Even my eyebrows?"
"I still love you. . . Dingus."
Robin kissed his forehead and skipped back upstairs to Vickie, leaving Steve with the same wave of affection that hit her just moments ago.
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wilwheaton · 2 months
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I have a small part in the 1987 television movie (failed pilot) version of The Man Who Fell To Earth. Lewis Smith played the titular character. Beverly D'Angelo played my mom, his love interest. (Fun Star Trek connection: Bob Picardo is also in it).
My character was a Troubled Youth, which I gotta tell you was not a stretch for me at all. I was deeply, deeply hurting at the time we made it. I was struggling not to suffocate on all the emotional and financial burdens my mom put on my shoulders, and fully aware of just how much my dad hated and resented me. You need a kid who doesn't want to be an actor, whose eyes can't hide the pain? I'm your guy.
Anyway, one of the scenes I was in took place in a record store, where Troubled Youth steals some albums, before he is chased by the cops and saved by the Man Who Fell To Earth, who uses a glowing crystal to save his life from ... some scratches on his face.
We filmed the interior of the record store at Sunset and La Brea, in what I think was a Warehouse, and at the end of the day, I was allowed to buy some records at a modest discount.
I was deep into my metal years, on my way from my punk years to my New Wave years, so I only bought metal albums. I know I bought more than I needed or could carry (I was making a point that I was allowed to spend my own money, mom), but the only ones I can clearly remember are:
Iron Maiden - Piece of Mind
Judas Priest - Turbo and Defenders of the Faith
W.A.S.P - The Last Command
(I know this was in March of 1987, because Turbo had just come out.)
Of those, Piece of Mind is the only one I never really stopped listening to, even through all the different it's-not-a-phase phases. I still listen to it, today.
Ever since I became an Adult with a Fancy Adult Record Player And All That Bullshit, I have kept my records in two places: stuff I want right now, and stuff I keep in the library because of Reasons.
Generally, records move in one direction toward the library, even if it takes years to happen. I just don't accumulate albums like I once did, because I'm Old and set in my ways.
Earlier today, I decided that I wanted to listen to an album while I cleaned up the kitchen, and because I wanted to make my life more interesting, I opened the library cabinet for the first time in at least five years.
There was the very same W.A.S.P album from that day in March, 1987. I don't have any of the others -- I looked -- but The Last Command was right there.
Before I really knew what I was doing, I put it on the Fancy Adult Record Player and dropped the needle.
I watched four decades of dust build up with a satisfying crackle, and there was something magical and beautiful about hearing all the skips and the scratches, realizing I remembered them from before.
The title track was just as great as I remembered it. It struck all the same chords in me that it did in the late nineteen hundreds. The rest of the first side was ... um. It just didn't connect with me, and for the few moments I spent trying to find a connection, I don't think it ever really did. I would remember.
But I did remember how much I loved making those mix tapes, and what a big part of them that song was. I did remember how empowering it felt to not just spend my own money that I earned doing work I didn't want to do, but to spend it on music my parents hated, right under their noses. I did remember how impressed Robby Lee was, when I showed him my extensive heavy metal album collection.
Remembering all of that, in one of those cinematic flashes of rapid cut visuals and sped up sounds, told me why I kept this record, while I gradually sold or replaced the other records I bought that day with CDs, then mp3s, then lossless digital files, before finally coming all the way back to records, where I started.
I didn't listen to the second side. I didn't need to. I took it off the Fancy Adult Record Player, and put it back into the library, next to the George Carlin records.
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isagrimorie · 10 months
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I'm so curious about the Borg Queen's (or Borg Queens, plural) relationship to Seven of Nine.
The Borg is a Collective but there is a Queen.
There's no Hierarchy, supposedly, and yet.
There are no specials and favorites and yet.
There is the Borg Queen's special interest in Picard and Seven of Nine.
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Since Dark Frontier the Borg Queen has made a special effort to single out Seven.
Was it always the case? Or did it only start when the Borg chose Seven to be the singular representative of the Borg at Janeway's request in Scorpion II?
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This is a similar reason the Borg Queen told Picard.
But also it's not stated enough that the Hansen family, Seven's family, are the first Humans ever Assimilated by the Borg.
Her parents wanted to be pioneers so much they disregarded every safety warning, and trailed after the Borg as if the Borg were some non-sentient new life. They're no better than the scientists in the season 4 episode, Scientific Method.
Also, a curious thing is that the Borg Queen wanted Seven to retain her individuality.
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BTW it's really horrifying that in Dark Frontier, Seven lays eyes on her father for the first time since she became an individual and Seven didn't even know it.
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It's interesting that Seven doesn't make an effort to rescue her father after this.
And she remains angry at her parents, also Seven says in Picard that the Borg killed her parents when they, or at least as far as Seven last saw, her father was still alive. Assimilated but alive.
It's also interesting how the Borg Queen tried to sell the lie that she let Seven regain her individuality as if there was some grand plan.
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No wonder it stuck in Seven's head in The Voyager Conspiracy but at this point, Seven knew the Borg Queen was selling a bag of goods. There was no 'let' in Seven becoming an individual, Janeway took Seven from the Collective and gifted Seven with her individuality.
But if there is one thing I am sure of is that Seven is or was the Borg Queen's favorite.
In Endgame the Borg Queen outright makes it text:
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And then to outright say that the reason why Voyager was still around was because of her benevolence. Someone is trying to sell a bridge in Brooklyn.
My working theory is Seven of Nine has shown some personality and dedication and the Borg Collective probably noticed, filtered to the Borg Queen, and then has slated Seven of Nine to become the new Borg Queen body and her personality, whatever was left of it, be joined with the file that says: Borg Queen.
(I've always been puzzled why the writers never used the 'We/Us/Our' pronouns for the Borg Queen. The Royal We is a thing).
I know that Hugh said any Borg/Former Borg can fly the Artifact.
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But there's something fitting and Right that it was Seven who does fly the Cube.
(Also, bullshit Hugh died from a carotid artery wound, he is as filled with millions of nanoprobes as Seven is, a wound like this shouldn't have been life-threatening. It should have healed Hugh. If Seven's nanoprobe could revive Neelix from the dead, Hugh's nanoprobes should have done a lot more for Hugh).
If there's someone I want to return to in Star Trek Legacy, it's Hugh.
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The Collective has always planned for Seven to assume being Queen in the event the Borg Queen dies.
And she briefly fulfills that plan.
But also as horrific as it was, it's probably a good thing majority of the Borg were spaced because it seemed to have countered the euphoric, brain chemistry-altering functions of rejoining a Collective again.
And with Elnor there to remind Seven why she shouldn't give in.
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As much as Seven prefers 'Seven of Nine' as her name it seems that 'Annika' is her shibboleth to bring her individuality back to the forefront.
Being part of the Collective and leaving it seemed to really cost Seven, and that might be why piloting the Artifact was erratic.
WAIT.
Hugh just said to activate the Queencell, he didn't say anything about forming a mini-collective and controlling it!
This seems to be a specialized skill Seven has. See Survival Instinct when she re-assimilated her rogue Unimatrix.
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princesscolumbia · 5 months
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Ranma 1/2 Thoughts, Meta Edition
I have consumed...a lot of Ranma 1/2 content.
I mean, this is kinda what happens when you're a repressed transgirl who discovers the manga a year into a marriage that you got into to "fix" being trans and be "a real boy" in a desperate bid to fill the hole that you wouldn't learn for two decades could only be filled by living as your true self.
I've encountered precisely four (4) types of Ranma 1/2 fans in that time:
Transwomen who see Ranma as their idealized expression of the gender experience ("I'm not like this because I want to be, it's a curse. A curse that gives me a smokin' hot body and HUGE tits! But it's tooootally a curse, for realsies! I'll find a cure any day now, see how hard I'm looking? I'm trying sooooo hard to find a cure...")
Transmen who see Ranma as their perfect representation of their gender experience ("I'm a guy, damnit! This body...it's a curse! I hate it and I want nothing better than to be cured, but all sorts of Life Bullshit keeps getting in the way!")
Lesbians who kin either Ranma (butch NB lesbian) or one of their love interests (Akane - comphet closetted butch lesbian, Shampoo - Strong, smokin' hot bad bitch who goes after what she wants, Ukyo - transmasc coded genderfluid NB)
Completely clueless nimrods who miss the FUCKING POINT and are only into the show for the martial arts and think it would be better if Ranma got cured and they stopped having funny stuff happen.
(In case it's not obvious, IMHO the last group are the worst parts of the fandom and need to Go Away. Most of the toxic stuff that exists in R.5 fanspaces is because of this group of assholes which includes the incels that think everything would be better if Ranma just did stuff that's questionable from an ethics and morality perspective and chased after Shampoo because she's the closest thing to a Barbie-doll these closet fascists can allow themselves to fantasize about playing with, completely ignoring that she's a complex character that's a subversive pastiche to the Japanese racist stereotypes of the 1980s.)
I'm not kidding when I say that in the early days of the public Internet (before Facebook and Twitter ruined it for everyone), Ranma 1/2 was the SINGLE largest fandom by a MASSIVE stretch. I once checked my math on this by going to Fanfiction.net (before the massive purges) and brought up the Big List of All Fandoms and right there at the top with a MASSIVE number of fics was Ranma 1/2 by a HUGE margin. It took three fandoms (Star Trek, Doctor Who, and I believe Naruto if I'm recalling correctly) to have their combined total number of fics exceed the number of R.5 fics on FF.net...and that was JUST FF.net. There was an entire separate index (The Penultimate Ranma 1/2 Fanfic Index) that had the single task of listing, not even curating or reading or reviewing, ONLY Ranma 1/2 fanfics. Not fanart, not commentary, no RP blogs or chat transcripts or whatever, JUST fanfics. And only about half of those linked to FF.net, meaning that if you dig up the archives you'll find at least 60% of all fanfics that people had managed to index in the Ranma 1/2 fandom are missing because they were never properly archived and just...faded from the Internet as the public servers and places like Geocities started disappearing. You can find teasing, tantalizing hints of larger works that all we have left, like scraps of ancient papyri revealing a quote from a missing book of the Bible, are single chapters backed up on niche sites that managed to get spider-crawled by Archive.org, but many great works are just...lost. (There's an ero fic called "Playing with Water" that was SUPER hot and featured elements that we have tags for on porn sites but didn't really have proper words for back in the day...but even back when it was first being written finding the thing was hard...and today? Nearly impossible.)
(If you wonder why I'm such an absolute RABID advocate of AO3, this is why)
For me, Ranma will always be the transfemme coded genderfluid hero that we needed in the late 80s and early 90s. We were on the tail end of the AIDS pandemic, and just like COVID-19 there were a bunch of assholes who used it to ride to power and marginalize queer folk. It was easier to do with AIDS, of course, given the absolutely massive numbers of queer cis men and transwomen who contracted it and died. (Sidebar: the reason "L" comes first in "LGBTQIA+" is because it was the Lesbian nurses who were the caretakers of the Gay men who were dying in numbers large enough to be counted as a tragic statistic instead of a mere tragedy) and while the world was starting to acknowledge (again) that gay men was a thing that existed and they weren't actually trying to corrupt the youth, what we now call "transgender" was still listed in the DSM as a mental disorder that required treatment to "cure." According to the cultural majority in damn near every field you can imagine, the Gender Binary was the only way to exist and if you didn't fit neatly into one or the other then you were Damaged™ and had to be Fixed™ for The Good of All People™ (but specifically so cis-het-white folks, usually men, could feel comfy and not be confronted by things that made them feel icky and might have cooties). It's a truism that's treated as a joke that transwomen get into coding and wind up doing IT work in such massive numbers that between us and the furries we ARE the foundation of the modern Internet. And into the fanspaces packed to the brim with closetted AMAB transwomen who hadn't yet had their egg cracked came this plucky martial artist that gets to swap their gender with a splash of water but somehow still winds up the best of the best, the finest martial artist of their generation. (Goku can suck it, Ranma would turn the Kamea-meha right back on the over-muscled, braindead loser with a food fetish and still make it home in time for Kasumi's dinner)
I'm no sociologist, anthropologist, behaviorist, whatever, but I suspect that the reason Ranma Saotome spawned such a large fanbase so early in the modern Internet's history was specifically because the series created a safe space where people could talk about gender issues with a degree of separation that helped strip away the stigma surrounding feeling like you were in the wrong body.
I get why people like the martial arts aspect. I mean, Ranma kills a demigod. This is NOT something to sneeze at. I also understand the transmen who latch onto Ranma as a kin because I get the feeling like you have no control over what your body's doing and you're going through your days in existential dread of what might be dragging you further and further away from what you always knew was right and correct about yourself. It's a terrifying thing and here's someone who (esp. the anime version) IS a guy trapped in a girl's body.
For me, though, and for a LOT of transwomen out there, Ranma is transfemme. And, yes, canonically Ranma states right near the end of the manga that they're both and they kinda forgot about the 'cure' when they had to pick between that and the really important stuff and that they're okay with being fluid ('cause water, gettit?!) about their gender and it's a damn shame this was the 80s 'cause a continuation might wind up showing Ranma embracing being both...
BUT, and this is a transfemme thing, I know, if you continue the parabolic arc of Ranma's character development, the logical conclusion (for us) is that she eventually decides that she's a woman and just lives in her "cursed" form the majority (or all) of the time.
And yes, this is because that's the transfemme story arc. In the manga in some distant part of the multiverse that peers into our universe and for some reason decides to make me the MC (god, that must be a FUCKING BORING manga by our standards, I weep for those fans), my story arc is the gradual progression of uncracked, closetted transgirl to transitioned out and proud transbien mom. At one point I swapped back and forth between gender presentations because it was safer for me to appear in some spaces as the male that they thought I was. Now I would prefer to die before being forced to go back to pretending to be a man again.
Ranma has the choice, and good for them. Until the Kaisufuu is permanently destroyed, even if the "curse" is locked, they have the option of going one way or the other based solely on their own, personal desire. I can't say I'd be comfortable with that option being available. In that theoretical manga where there's a reboot that gives me a condition like Ranma's, I'd probably wind up destroying the equivalent to the Kaisufuu just because of the threat to my mental wellbeing it presents.
So it's not a stretch to imagine Ranma making the same choice. She's a woman now, she has the life she never realized she wanted because she never had the choice so didn't know she was allowed to imagine it, but now she's happier than ever and why would she ever go back to that struggle of being a guy that only ever brought her pain and challenges and heartache?
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