#Star Trek The Next Generation Stranded

[geekysteven]

[fakedtales]

Look out for those ceiling rocks, it’s time for Casual Trek!

Star Trek: Section 31 is out this Friday, so Miles and I decided to watch some episodes tying into it, mostly about the edgiest department in all of Starfleet.

DS9’s “Inquisition” sees Death from Bill & Ted’s Bogus Journey interrogating Dr Bashir who just wants his scone and jams. There’s questionable behaviour and mind games galore in this first appearance of Section 31.

TNG’s “Yesterday’s Enterprise” has the Enterprise-C coming out of a Time Hole and messing with the timestream. It features Captain Rachel Garrett, who’ll be a lead character in the Section 31 film and also some ceiling rocks.

DISCO’s “Saints of Imperfection” gives us a difficult time as it’s a serialised episode about Tilly’s cosmic imaginary friend, Death Stranding and Section 31 appear to mainly be cool edgy agents hanging about being sinister.

https://creators.spotify.com/pod/show/casual-trek/episodes/Death-by-Ceiling-Rocks-e2tmle0

[demilypyro]

What's your personal star trek watch order for someone new to the franchise

Oof that's a tough question.

Okay I'm gonna suggest something radical here.

What if you watched Voyager first, then Next Generation, then Deep Space Nine, then Lower Decks, then Strange New Worlds, then Original Series

Voyager kinda works well as a standalone series seeing as they're stranded in the middle of nowhere with like no other Starfleet dealies to go on. You wouldn't really be missing much Alpha quadrant stuff since none of that applies. It's a reasonably self-contained story.

Then you can go to Next Generation to see what a more "standard" Star Trek affair would be.

Next Generation leads very naturally into Deep Space Nine with Wolf 359 and Locutus being directly related to Sisko's backstory.

DS9 has the Dominion War, which is crucial to Mariner's backstory on Lower Decks. By this point in the watch order you'll be intimately familiar with the TNG era, so you'll get most of the references Lower Decks makes.

Lower Decks has a crossover episode with Strange New Worlds where Mariner and Boimler go back in time and meet Captain Pike.

Strange New Worlds takes place almost directly before The Original Series, and would at this point be a fun "see how it all started" affair

[archie-sunshine]

Do you have any plot details for Transformers: Stragglers? I love the designs you have so far and would love to know what they're doing away from the main conflict.

ALRIGHT STRAP IN!!!

deep into the war, on some unknown organic planet two factions battle over control of the outposts there. the valiant and courageous autobots push and rally against the decepticons, no outpost too small, no corner of the galaxy too obscure to fight for!

No blow too great to counter, No- wait what. oh. the war is over. oh. well shit

Some Context: This is more of a comedy continuity, and an episodic one at that, very G1, and is intended to have a lighter tone. this does not mean there will not be angst, just that the focus will be less on the fighting and more on the character's relationships with each other

On a far off outpost planet many lightyears away from cybertron, Captain Hot Rod and his crew are tasked with guarding a small energon mine and it's associated research base from Decepticon attacks. For 8 months now the two factions have been at odds, fighting over a tiny but very lucrative planet on which they are presumed to be the only sentient life.

The factions here regularly get into scuffles and fights for the resources found on the planet, but as far as war goes, the assignment is.... quiet. Not the kind of glory Hot Rod has always hoped to reach.

FIRST EPISODE. We open in the middle of a conflict between the two factions on the planet. A sabotage job on the autobot's communications array has sparked into a brutal skirmish. Both the autobot's shuttles have been destroyed, their base and the decepticon's shuttle hangar are in flames.

Brainstorm informs Hot Rod that a spacecraft is breaching their planet's atmosphere.

It is Ultra Magnus' Ship.

Ultra Magnus exits his ship into the chaos to a frantic Hot Rod quickly ushering him away from their hangar to a safe distance from the flames. The admiral can barely get a word in edgewise between Hot Rod's frantic explanations of the situation.

Finally, Ultra Magnus makes his announcement, cutting Hot Rod off with the words 'THE WAR IS OVER.'

...

and then a stray shell compromises the flight ability of ultra magnus' shuttle.

and everyone. from both parties. is stranded. completely.

The communications arrays are broken. All of their shuttles are now nonoperational. Even in the event they could make a call for help, it would take several years for a normal ship to make it out this far. The only exception would be a higher ranking official's ship, one that might have a warp drive. And. Well. that warp drive just blew up.

uhm. well!

at least they don't have to worry about running out of energon!

The story would then chronicle the two factions racing to find a way off this wretched planet, while also processing what it means for the war to be over, growing closer with each other, and also doing wacky hijinks for everyone's viewing pleasure.

This is absolutely going to be influenced by my ongoing watching of Star Trek: The Next Generation, as well as mtmte and g1!

((ooo you wanna ask me about it so much ooooo))

[0o-junebug-o0]

Something New and Wonderful

summary: Spencer has some questions he wants to ask you. Neither of you thought it would result in this.

genre: fluff and smut

cw: 18+ mdni! early seasons spencer (season 1 or 2), coming out, talk about sex and relationships, sub!spencer, kinda softdom!reader, dirty talking, praise, use of good boy, begging, couch sex, oral sex (r receiving), fingering (r receiving), gn!reader (reader has a vagina but nothing else is specified (the only word used to describe reader's genitalia is clit)), handjobs, cumming in pants, no use of y/n, autistic!spencer reid (because every spencer is autistic!spencer)

wordcount: 4.2k (I finally caved to writing this and surprised myself)

Spencer has been anxious recently. In the time you’ve known him you’ve never seen him act like this. You can see him gnawing on the inside of his cheek in your periphery. You look between him and the TV and you can tell he isn’t paying attention. He always pays attention when you watch Star Trek together. You’re halfway through watching The Next Generation and even though he’s seen every episode multiple times he always looks just as enraptured by it. But not tonight.

You’re concerned for him. Clearly, something is wrong and it must be big for it to be bothering him this much. After a moment of consideration, you reach forward to grab the remote off the coffee table and pause the episode. 

Spencer sits upright almost immediately. His brow is furrowed and he looks back and forth between you and the paused TV with a confused look on his face. “Why’d you pause it?” he asks softly.

You set the remote back down and, tucking one leg underneath you, rotate to face Spencer. He doesn’t speak but you can see the way his mouth contorts slightly as he starts chewing on his lower lip.

“You weren’t paying attention.”

“Yes, I was,” he protests weakly.

You shake your head. “No, you weren’t, Spencer. You weren’t even looking at the screen. You’ve been preoccupied by something, I don’t know what it is but it’s making you nervous. You’ve been chewing on the inside of your mouth all night, you only do that when something’s bothering you. And every time I’ve seen you recently you’ve been anxious.”

He pulls his lip from between his teeth. “Oh. Oh, I’m sorry,” he says shyly.

“What? No, no there’s nothing to be sorry for, Spencer. I’m just worried about you, okay? You can—you can talk to me, you know that right? About anything?” 

He nods and you search his face for any sign that he isn’t being truthful and find none. 

“You don’t have to, but if you want to talk about it I’m all ears.” You smile at him, hoping to reassure him. You really want to know what’s been bothering him and if there’s anything you can do to help, but you’re not going to make him talk if he doesn’t want to.

You can see him start to chew on his lip again but he notices himself doing it and stops, wringing his hands together in his lap instead. He bows his head and a strand of hair falls from behind his ear. You have to resist the urge to tuck it back.

“Have you, um, have you ever been with a guy?” he asks, still facing forward and looking down at his lap.

You tilt your head at him, confused. Is this what’s been bothering him? 

“Or–or anyone who’s not a woman?” he continues, nerves making him stutter slightly.

“What do you mean by ‘been with’?” you ask. 

His leg starts bouncing. “Like been in a relationship with. Romantic or sexual. Either.”

“I have. Both, kind of.”

He looks up at you at that. “What do you mean ‘kind of’?”

You chuckle lightly. “Well, I’ve dated a guy. We never had sex though. At least not by the classic definition.”

“Vaginal sex?” he asks simply.

You can feel yourself flush and you have to fight the urge to hide your face. 

“Yeah. We had oral sex though.” You intend to stop there but Spencer is looking at you so intently that you keep talking. You’re not sure why he wants to know this stuff but if it helps him feel less anxious, you’ll tell him. It just feels weird talking about the sex or lack of sex you had with your ex to the guy you have a crush on. “He, um, ate me out like twice, I think. I tried to suck him off but I wasn’t ready for that yet so I just gave him handjobs. Mostly we just made out though. Why do you ask?”

Spencer turns bright red and looks away from you, wringing his hands so aggressively some of his knuckles crack. You reach out and rest your hand on his shoulder.

“Spence?”

He freezes for a moment and turns his head until he’s looking in the complete opposite direction of you. “I think I’m bisexual,” he whispers.

Suddenly this all makes sense. “Okay. Thank you for telling me, Spencer.”

He whips back around to face you. “What?” he asks, surprised.

You cock your head at him, confused. “What?” you parrot.

“That’s it? You’re not—you’re not upset?”

“Of course not, Spencer,” you say. It seems ridiculous that he would even think that was a possibility but you know him and you know he’s been running the worst case scenarios over and over again in his head.

“Oh, okay. Good. Um, that’s good,” he says awkwardly, finally turning his body to face you on the couch.

You smile at him. “Why’d you want to know if I’d been with someone who wasn’t a woman?” you ask.

His entire face turns red and you have to fight the urge to tease him. “I was curious. I wanted to know what it was like,” he admits.

“It was good,” you say honestly. “We dated for a little over a year.”

“And you, um, are you dating anyone now?” he asks nervously.

“No. Why? Do you want to ask me out?” you tease, unable to resist. 

Spencer opens and closes his mouth without speaking and bows his head, fidgeting in his seat. 

Oh. You stare at him with wide eyes. He wants to ask you out? He likes you? Your world feels like it was flipped on its head in the best way possible. 

“Spencer?”

He lifts his head slowly, cautiously, like he’s afraid you’ll run the moment he looks at you.

“Do you want to ask me out?” you ask again, moving slightly closer to him.

“I-I, um, I—“ he stutters.

You plant your hands on the couch just in front of his knees and lean forward until your face is less than a foot away from his. You smile at him and his eyes widen. You raise your eyebrows, waiting for him to finish his sentence. When he doesn’t you can’t help but tease him a little. “Use your words, sweetheart.”

Spencer’s eyes widen even further and you can see his chest rising and falling with each rapid breath. He looks adorable like this. There’s movement at the bottom of your vision and you dart your eyes down to see Spencer covering his crotch with his hands. You look back up at his beautifully flushed face with a knowing smile. He looks down slightly, clearly embarrassed. 

You can’t have him doing that, not when you want to see his pretty face.

You reach up and hook your fingers under his chin, gently lifting his head to look at you. “C’mon, baby, what happened to that big brain of yours?”

Spencer gasps and whimpers quietly and you have to fight the urge to kiss him right then as arousal pools in your gut. 

His mouth opens and closes soundlessly like he’s unable to think of what to say or even remember how to speak. God, he looks gorgeous like this. You notice his gaze fall to your lips and you crawl across the couch, stopping just before climbing into his lap, waiting to see if he's okay with it. You don’t want to push him or make him uncomfortable, that’s the last thing you want to do. 

Spencer’s breath hitches in his chest and his hands dart from his lap to gently grab your hips. “Please,” he whispers desperately.

You have to swallow a groan at the sound as you settle onto his lap, straddling his thighs with your own. His fingers dig into your hips and it’s a struggle to not grind against him. You reach up and tuck the loose strand of hair back behind his ear before draping your arms around the back of his neck. “Do you want to take me on a date, baby?” you ask. “Yes or no?” 

Spencer nods frantically, his eyes roaming all over your body like he can’t get enough of looking at you. The thought turns you on more than you can believe.

“Words, baby,” you tease. You want to hear him say it. You want to know for sure that he wants you. You’re also curious just how much he’ll surrender himself to you. How easily he’ll let you take control.

“Y-yes,” he gasps. His mouth hangs open and you can feel the rise and fall of his shoulders with each panting breath.

“Good boy,” you say, and he outright moans. Fuck. The sound goes straight between your legs. “I’d love to go on a date with you, sweetheart.” You stare directly into his eyes. “Do you want me to kiss you? Yes or no?”

“Please,” he whimpers. Unable to resist any longer you cup his head in your hands and pull him into a kiss. He kisses you back hungrily. Like he’s been starving for it. God, how is he so good at this? His hands twitch awkwardly at your hips before he seems to find a bit of confidence and slides them up to your waist, hiking up your shirt slightly. You gasp into his mouth at the feeling of his hands touching your skin. You’ve been dreaming about this for months. 

You slide a hand from his cheek around the back of his head, curling your fingers into his hair. You don’t even pull but Spencer lets out an almost pathetic whine and starts kissing you with desperate, open mouth kisses. His teeth nip at your bottom lip and you open your mouth.

You kiss him back just as hungrily, tugging ever so slightly on his hair. Spencer’s head falls back, breaking the kiss, as he moans desperately. The sound of his moan and the look on his face has heat building fast between your legs and you can feel your underwear starting to get wet. You pull him into another kiss and rock your hips against his.

His back arches and one of his hands slides up your back to press you closer to him, hiking your shirt up to your chest. The other slips down to your thigh, gripping you tightly just inches away from where you want him. You moan into his mouth as his hips buck up slightly. You continue to rock your hips and drop your hands to his chest to start fumbling with the buttons of his shirt without breaking the kiss. He gasps into your mouth as you unbutton his shirt as quickly as you can. You need him now. You’ll have him in whatever way he’ll let you but you have to have him.

Eventually, you manage to finish unbuttoning his shirt and he leans away from the arm of the couch so you can slide it off his shoulders and toss it to the side. “Please,” he whimpers into the kiss. You pull away and grind your hips harder against his dick, relishing in the way his head falls back and his eyes flutter closed as he moans. 

“Please what, baby?” you tease because he seems to like it.

His eyes open and he stares at you, his pupils blown wide with lust. His eyes dart down to your chest as he slides his hands to your sides, slowly pushing up your shirt. “Can—can you take this off? Please?” he pants.

You smile at him and grab the hem of your shirt to pull it over your head. You toss it somewhere to the side and when you look back at Spencer he’s just staring at you, his hands hovering just above your skin. He’s looking at you like you’re the most beautiful thing he’s ever seen. 

The brief pause gives you a chance to look at him too. He’s gorgeous. His hair is messed up and sticking all over the place. His lips are wet and swollen and his face and neck are flushed red. He’s thin but toned and the only body hair you can see is a small happy trail leading down into his pants. You press your palms against his chest, feeling it rise and fall with each gasping breath he takes, and rub your thumbs over his nipples.

Spencer gasps and his eyes snap shut as his head falls back with pleasure. His hands quickly find their way back to your waist and hold on tightly.

You maneuver him until he’s lying down fully with his head resting on the throw pillow against the arm of the couch, your fingers never leaving his nipples. He whines and gasps desperately, arching his back and bucking his hips, causing his bulge to rub up against you. You moan softly with each thrust of his hips and grind back down against him once you have him situated. 

You lean forward until your mouth is hovering next to his ear. You roll your hips down against his and press a brief kiss behind his ear. “So pretty,” you whisper. 

“Please,” he begs in a whimpering voice. “Don’t stop.”

You chuckle lightly against his ear before pressing kisses along his jaw and neck. “Of course not, baby,” you say. “I wouldn’t dream of it.” 

You move yourself down and latch your mouth around one of his nipples, pinching the other between your fingers. He lets out a pathetic moan as you toy with him. You groan in response and shift your hips so that each thrust rubs his dick against your clit. You can feel your underwear soak through and wetness sticking to your thighs. Arousal pools in your gut and you can feel the heat climbing up your back as pleasure shoots through your body.

“Fuck! Feels so good!” Spencer gasps. You pull your mouth away and start kissing your way back up his chest and along his neck, until you reach the shell of his ear. You nip at his earlobe and his hips buck up hard, pressing right into your clit and you moan into his ear. His hands reach around you to grab your ass and push you back down against him. “The things I want to do to you,” you whisper breathlessly.

“Please!” he begs. “Tell me! Please!”

You smile and nip again at his ear. “I want to fuck you until the only thing you can do is scream my name. I want to make you feel so good, baby.”

Spencer groans loudly. “Fuck, please. I want that. Please fuck me. I want you so badly. I need you. Please.”

God, the way he’s begging. You love how desperate he is, how needy. He wants you so badly he can’t even control himself. You want to see just how desperate you can make him, see how long it takes until he’s begging you to let him cum. You roll your hips against him, groaning at the thought and the jolt of pleasure that shoots up your spine—another time. But you will make him beg for you.

“Good boy,” you whisper. His back arches, pressing his chest against yours. You shift until you’re only straddling one of his thighs and reach down between your bodies to palm him through his slacks. His hands fall from your ass and scramble frantically at the couch cushion.

His hips buck up into your hand and a long, raspy moan falls from his lips, his eyes fluttering shut. “Thank you! Thank you!” he gasps. At the sound of his pleasure, you start rocking against his thigh, unable to stay still with how turned on you are.

You smile and press a kiss to the corner of his mouth. “Such a good boy, using your manners.”

“Fuck! Please! Please!”

“Please what, baby? Use your words, remember?”

“Please touch me!” he gasps.

“Aww, but I am touching you,” you tease.

He shakes his head frantically and stares at you with desperate, hooded eyes.

“You’re going to have to be more specific, Spencer.”

“Please touch my cock!” he gasps. The sound of him saying something so dirty makes you moan and you grind faster against his thigh. 

“Good boy, Spencer,” you praise, undoing his belt and slacks. “Such a good boy for me. I’ve got you, baby, don’t worry.” 

You slip your hand down the front of his pants and the moment your fingers touch his cock he whimpers pathetically. He’s so wet that your hand glides up and down him with ease and the thought that he’s this turned on because of you drives you crazy. His hands shoot up from the couch and pull you down into another deep and hungry kiss. 

You continue to stroke him quickly despite the awkward angle of your wrist, swallowing all the whimpers and moans he makes. His hips buck up into your hand rapidly until he’s practically fucking your fist. He pulls away from the kiss to breathe, gasping like he can’t get enough air. With each stroke he lets out breathy little moans that go straight between your legs. You groan as you grind against his thigh in time to the movement of your hand.

“Oh fuck!” he gasps. “Please! Please! I’m gonna— I’m so close! Please! Please can I cum?”

You lean forward and press a kiss right below his ear. “Good boy,” you whisper. “Come for me, baby.”

As soon as you finish speaking, as if he was holding it back until you gave permission, he cums crying out your name. His head tilts back and his mouth falls open as his eyes screw shut and his face contorts. And fuck if that isn’t the hottest thing you’ve ever seen. His thighs shake and his hips jolt as you stroke him through it, kissing gently all over his face and neck. “Such a good boy,” you whisper. “Did so good for me.”

You keep stroking him, only pulling your hand away once he starts to squirm. He stares at you with big wet eyes. “Th–thank you,” he gasps weakly, turning his face into your neck. “That—that was amazing.

You smile and press another kiss to his jaw. “I–I’m glad, baby,” you say, your voice catching on a groan as you grind your clit onto his thigh.

His hands slide to your hips and hold them tightly, moving with you as you rock against him.

“What about you,” he asks softly. “You haven’t cum yet. Do you want me to touch you?”

You gasp at his words and bury your head into his neck. Yes. You want that so badly, more than you’ve ever wanted anything. But you don’t want him to feel obligated.

“O–only if you want to,” you gasp.

“I want to,” he insists. “Please. Can I touch you? I want to make you feel good.”

You squeeze your eyes shut as a spark of pleasure shoots up your spine at his words. “Fuck,” you groan. “Please.”

As soon as the words leave your mouth, Spencer stills your hips and guides you off his thigh. You open your eyes in surprise and groan at the loss of friction, rubbing your thighs together to try to make up for it. He gently flips your positions until you’re lying on your back across the couch and he’s settled between your thighs in just his briefs. At some point while he flipped you he managed to get his pants the rest of the way off. He looks so beautiful. Your eyes trail down his chest to the wet patch at the front of his underwear from where he came in his pants. Your hips buck against the air, desperate for him to touch you. 

His hands rest at the waistband of your shorts, his thumbs just barely slipping under the elastic as he rubs soft circles into your hips. “C–can I touch you?” he asks nervously. 

You nod frantically and lift your hips as he slowly pulls down your pants and underwear. You curl your legs up to allow him to pull them off fully and his breath hitches when he sees you. He rubs your thighs and guides your legs back down around him. As soon as you’re flat on the couch, he reaches up to tug at your nipples and presses his thigh between your legs. You moan loudly, grinding against him, desperate for any kind of friction. 

“So pretty,” he whispers, sliding one hand down your stomach. It slips between your legs and you moan as he rubs gentle circles against your clit. 

You pant heavily, overwhelmed with pleasure as he touches you so perfectly.

“Does that feel good, baby?” he asks, sounding pleased with himself.

“Yes! Yes! Please! Feels so good!” you cry, rocking your hips up into his hand. He smiles sweetly at you and your stomach flutters. He presses a kiss to your chest and slips further down the couch until he’s lying on his stomach with his head between your thighs, just inches away from your clit. He looks at you for a moment, gripping your thigh hard with one hand and continuing to touch you with the other.

You stare at him with wide eyes. Is he really going to eat you out? You never imagined that would be something Spencer would want to do with his aversion to germs. Part of you is worried that he’s just doing this because he thinks he should but that concern is swept the way the moment he whispers a desperate and needy, “Please?”

Your eyes practically roll back into your head and you nod frantically. Spencer immediately removes his thumb to wrap his lips around your clit. You gasp in pleasure at the feeling of his mouth on you. His tongue darts out and swirls around your clit before he pulls it back and sucks gently. Your hands shoot to his head, your fingers curling into his hair, making him groan against you. The vibration of his moan against your clit causes your hips to buck into his mouth and in response, he drapes one arm over your waist to hold you down. The action makes you dizzy with arousal. With his other hand, he gently presses one finger inside you. 

You moan loudly as he laps at your clit and slowly thrusts his finger in and out of you. “Oh, fuck, Spencer!” you cry out. “So good! Such a good boy!”

He moans around your clit and slips another finger inside you. The combination of sensations makes you whine desperately. Arousal coils in your gut and jolts of pleasure shoot through your body. You can feel heat rising up to your neck and you can tell you’re getting close. You’re about to tell him when he curls his fingers up and hits the spot inside you that you’ve never been able to reach yourself. The words disappear from your mind and the only sound you can make is a broken moan. Your thighs shake with pleasure as he continues with his mouth and hits that spot with his fingers over and over again. His tongue swirls around your clit and somehow you manage to gasp, “F-fuck, baby. I’m so close.”

He pulls his mouth away from you slightly but keeps it close enough that you can feel his breath against you. He continues to thrust his fingers in and out of you, hitting that spot every time. “Cum for me, baby, please,” he whispers. “I wanna taste you.”

His mouth latches back around your clit and with a moan you come hard, clenching around his fingers and curling your hands into his hair. You gasp and tremble with pleasure as he works you through it. When you finally come down, he removes his hand and presses a soft kiss to your clit that makes you gasp before kissing his way up to your neck. You roll onto your side and move over slightly so he can slide between you and the back of the couch. He brings the fingers that had just been inside you up to his mouth and licks them clean with a groan. 

“Fuck, Spencer,” you gasp with shock. “You can’t just do that.”

“Do what?” he asks innocently but with a smile that shows he knows full well what you mean. He chuckles softly. “You just taste so good, I couldn’t help it.”

You can feel your cheeks burning and you bury your head into his neck with a groan. He laughs at your embarrassment.

“That was amazing,” he whispers and you nod in agreement. “You’re so beautiful. I wish we could stay like this forever.”

Butterflies swarm in your stomach. You smile and press a kiss to his neck. “Me too, baby. You’re gorgeous.”

He presses a kiss to the top of your head. “I never want to get up,” he whispers, almost whining.

You laugh and pull back to look at him. “Well, you’re going to have to if you ever want to go on that date,” you tease.

He smiles at you and you feel your heart melt. “Where do you want to go for our date?”

“Tonight?” you ask, surprised. 

“If you want to.”

You nod. “How does Indian food sound?”

Spencer’s eyes light up at the suggestion and he presses a soft kiss to your lips. “That sounds perfect.”

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ok, so I've never written smut before but this was just tumbling around in my brain. hopefully I did alright

[trekmupf]

Kirk starring in The Pacifier 🧬🧒 💉

Pro

Love how McCoy hangs out on the bridge for no reason, again

McCoy, old timey architecture enthusiast

McCoy and Spock get to interact so much during this!

Kirk's way of dealing with the kids has such a range this episode – we go from softly and nicely interacting with Miri to literally yanking a child off a table after desperately yelling nonsense

Pointing out separately how Kirk is beat up by a bunch of children

Spock famously sniffing and almost nibbling the documents

Spock being helpless and having to deal with the possibility of his friends dying and him staying behind; also further insight in his unique position due to his heritage

McCoy also feeling helpless – and giving us insight into his character: being scared of succumbing to the illness and hurting others, trying to safe not only his friends but a bunch of children, the stress of the time constraint and him doing the logical thing in the end and testing the vaccine on himself as soon as Spock is out of sight so no one can stop him

Also him shouting for Spock immediately

Spock leaning over him is a great moment for all the shippers out there (me)

Also extra point for McCoy looking beautiful while lying unconsciously on the floor (a trend that picks up in S3)

the deterioration of sanity in the adults is actually terrifying and adds to the tension

the basic idea for the plot (a virus that kills adult and leaves a planet full of almost immortal children and stranding out characters there)

creepy atmosphere, especially in the beginning with the children's voices

Generally the tension early in the episode is held up by not knowing what's going on, then gains speed because we know exactly what's going on

great set design underlining the creepy narrative and feeling of being lost without help

Another narrative about the dangers of pursuing immortality / long-levity which ends up in great tragedy

Also This episode analysis by @trek-tracks is amazing. Major galaxy brain energy.(who doesn't love our boys suffering juuust a little bit more)

Con

The casting of Jahn is just. Not great. I know why they had to put in a „leader“ but he gets too much screentime, is everything I hate about children characters and he annoys me.

The children's group scenes are exhausting

The childrens "language", even though it makes sense and is technically a nice touch, gets old real fast

The combination of that makes parts of the episode feel almost silly (in a not good way) and are hard to watch

Even though it's sort of realistic considering Miri's narrative the jealousy plot with Yeoman Rand is unnecessary. It takes away time that could've been used to explore better themes in the episode and plays the only two female characters of the episode against each other

I wish Yeoman Rand would have more to do to do than "make Miri jealous and be scared"

after the episode takes a long time to get to certain points the ending feels very sudden

I know it looks like so many more Pro points but I love some of the characterwork, and the points that are bad are SO BAD.

Counter:

Kirk shirt-rip

One of the trio being ready to sacrifice himself (McCoy)

Quote: „And I do want to go back to the ship, captain“ - Spock Honorary: That Look Bones and Spock share when Kirk asks them to „simply create a vaccine“ Moment: McCoy being immediately ready to sacrifice himself and the dynamic surrounding that

Extra shot of beautiful McCoy with Spock gently holding his face

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[reliablejoukido]

Digimon LOST AU Headcanons part 2/? - Early Koushiro-centric stuff

Made for @izumikoushiroweek and also for my Digimon Lost AU! Headcanons under the cut

Koushiro Izumi:

Age: 25

Flight main section/beach camp

Koushiro is technical minded and analytical, and also deeply curious.

He has a hard time believing the Island contains real supernatural elements. He believes it’s digital, a realistic simulation/virtual reality like a holodeck from Star Trek. His beliefs are constantly being put to the test as he dedicates himself to studying the Island

From the moment they land on the island and Koushiro is alert, he searches desperately for his carry on luggage that contained his laptop. His smart watch screen shattered in the crash and doesn’t work. His phone seems to be somewhere in the wreckage or in the ocean

It seems no one has cell phone that will turn on or function in any capacity, which distresses Koushiro a great deal. He can’t even check to see if there’s cell service wherever they crashed. Statistically speaking since there are two dozen people here both alive and dead, shouldn’t someone’s phone work? He is still determined to get to his laptop in the off chance it functions

Koushiro watches as Jou and Taichi try to save people after the initial crash. He doesn’t know what he can do right now— he’s squeamish and definitely feeling the shock and trauma of surviving a plane crash. So he just continues looking for working tech. He does not find his laptop (at least for now) and is REALLY mad he didn’t bring his satellite phone on the flight

When they retrieve a radio transceiver from the cockpit, Koushiro goes on an expedition with Mimi and Jou to find a high enough area to get a signal. When they finally do get a signal, it’s a repeating distress call from someone who claims she’s been stranded on the Island for three years (this eventually turns out to be Meiko Mochizuki)

Flashback: For two years, Koushiro has been the CEO of a tech company in Tokyo that focuses on virtual reality. They have been making astounding breakthroughs since he started, and are almost ready to launch the next generation of virtual reality that can help people who are sick or bedridden. He wants to prove that even though he’s young and not very personable, he can be a good CEO and make a difference in the world through his technology.

Flashback: Through a mysterious informant, Koushiro learns that there is a handful of engineers in the company working behind his back to steal tech secrets and start a company of their own or possibly sell information. Koushiro is non-confrontational and doesn’t know what to do with this situation

Flashback: He learns that a few of these conniving employees are traveling to California to potentially make a deal with a US tech company to sell Koushiro’s company’s secrets. He takes time off work to follow them, but still doesn’t know what to do.

Flashback: Koushiro lands at LAX and plans to take a connecting flight to Silicon Valley. But his informant suddenly asks to meet him in person in Los Angeles. Koushiro feels like he’s being strung along on a potential wild goose chase at this point, but agrees to meet. The informant, who Koushiro doesn’t recognize, is a man named Haruhiko Takenouchi, who researches mythology, folklore, and anthropology. He believes Koushiro’s company can bring folklore creatures to life in the real world and can be used to study them. Koushiro is skeptical that his technology could bring to life something worth studying, as they can only input data they already have. They can’t “create life”, digital or otherwise. Mr. Takenouchi is insistent. He’s concerned the people trying to steal tech secrets from Koushiro are going to use it for the wrong reasons, and he wants to stop that. Koushiro… doesn’t know what to make of this. Mr. Takenouchi and Koushiro fail to track down the conniving employees, and it is suggested Koushiro return home to Tokyo from Los Angeles.

As the story on the Island progresses and they encounter monsters and strange occurrences, at first Koushiro believes this place is virtual reality, possibly his own company’s doing. That this place is inorganic and digital. As Koushiro learns more about the Island, he starts to doubt his theories. He wonders if Haruhiko Takenouchi sent him here on purpose to study the kind of tech that can create “life” without a data input. He becomes deeply entrenched in the lore of the Island. He wants to know why everyone was called here, why he was called here, and if there’s something they’re supposed to do. Koushiro wants to know what makes the Island tick— he wants to rip it apart at the seams.

He is sometimes at odds with those who are trying to get off the Island. At first he thinks the people aren’t real to begin with. But as it becomes apparent the people around him are very real, he starts to think they need to stay on the Island to accomplish something important.

[veryace-ficrecs]

Star Trek Hurt/Comfort Fic Recs

This list will include all ratings and tags, so read at your own discretion! :)

As a General Rule by kcscribbler - Rated T

Five times Jim Kirk protected his crew, and one time they returned the favor

Liquid Courage by TheAsexualofSpades - Rated G

Everyone keeps their secrets in different places. Some keep them in their bellies, some in their chests, some in their throats. James T. Kirk keeps his secrets under his tongue.

Living in the Shadows by kcscribbler - Rated T

Five times Jim noticed one of his officers wasn't doing well, and one time they returned the favor.

Touch Me, Tell Me All Is Forgiven by BeautyGraceOuterSpace - Not Rated

He stops trying, after everything. Frank. Tarsus. Years of conditioning against contact. He never initiates touch, and is wary of receiving it. He’s had his flinch response well in hand for years by the time a couple of Starfleet cadets go head to head with him in the bar in Riverside. Hell, a fist to the face feels like home. He almost craves the touch. Almost.

We pick ourselves undone by Mellaithwen - Rated M

Jim meets the Commander of the Yorktown.

Commander Frank Finnegan. Frank. How the hell could he have forgotten that? The man met Winona Kirk at a conference on a starship for god's sake, of course he’s a member of the goddamn ‘fleet.

Medical Advice by ValmureEld (InkSiren) - Rated M

Jim and Leonard are stranded. That always goes well, doesn't it? At least Leonard knows how to treat just about anything. Too bad this time Leonard is also the one in danger. AKA I really wanted the medic to have to explain how to save himself. Rated only for bad language.

Put Me Back Together by Elivira - Rated G

Next to joining Starfleet Jim thinks that befriending the unwilling southern doctor has been the best decision he's ever made. Leonard McCoy is always putting him back together.

The prison of your mind by EternalSheWolf - Rated T

The kid takes him to the ground, hard and fast, and the knife punches right through his throat. The man gurgles and blood sprays, and the kid’s head snaps up, blond hair flying everywhere, as he gives the blade a final, savage, twist and pulls it free. He’d know those eyes anywhere. It’s Jim Kirk.

Long Road Home by EternalSheWolf - Rated G

“It’s the greatest ship ever built.” His voice cracks, and he tells himself it’s because he’s been speaking for probably days now and he’s thirsty and his throat is probably bleeding and Bones will kill him, goddamit, Jim – A tear leaks out of the corner of his eye. “I want to go home.” He whispers.

[radioactive-earthshine]

Mega Demon: Blue and Yellow

Rating: General Audiences Category: Gen Relationships: Bart Allen & Jenni Ognats Words: 2495 On Ao3 Summary Max told Bart that he absolutely, under any circumstances, was NOT allowed to enter the Mega Demon Championship because it would be 'cheating'.

Jenni decided spending time with Bart and making memories with him while stranded in the 1990s was more important than obeying Max and enters them both in the championship. But do they really have that button mashing skills to win? Can they also evade Max's suspicions? Find out!

Excerpt

That snapped Bart out of his gloom, his eyes still flat as he leaned back into the sofa. “M’fine. It’s just the Mega Demon Championship. Really wanted to compete but Max said ‘no’ and I gotta do what Max says!”  “Why did he say no? It seems pretty harmless, and we play Mega Demon all the time! You’re good at it!” Jenni got off of the floor to sit next to her cousin, she couldn’t help herself and she ran her narrow fingers through his thick auburn hair.  “I’m not just good at Mega Demon. I’m great at it!” Bart lamented and Jenni knew there was a rant to follow. “He thinks we use our powers to play! I tried to tell him our speed is no good in videogames, but he won’t listen! Says if I enter it’s cheating because I have an unfair advantage.” Bart scoffed then turned the television off with the remote, the screen crackled with static before it dimmed. “He doesn’t get how much I haveta slow down to play!” “And entering is really important to you, isn’t it?” Jenni asked, she still had her hand in his thick hair and felt him nod.  “I can’t play basketball, football, soccer ball, baseball and no cheerleading, I got kicked out of chess since the rook incident, and golf is cruel and unusual torture.” Bart listed off his fingers. “Golf. Max wanted me to play golf! Do you have any idea how boring a game golf is?”  “I don’t know what any of those are,” Jenni admitted. “But I’ll take your word for it. Hey, what do you need to do to enter this competition?”  Bart became a flicker of yellow when he bolted to grab a newspaper from the dining room table. When he came back he had it open to the exact page that mimicked the commercial from earlier. “It’s being held at the local Blockbuster here in town this Saturday. You just need to fill out their form.”  “Saturday is only two days away!”  “Yeah, and then it will be no days away and then yesterday!” Bart folded the newspaper and Jenni watched him put it back on the table. Biting her lip she made an impulsive decision and fell into white lightning and was gone. “Grife! It’s not fair! I can’t help it if I was born like this, I feel like I’m being punished just for being a speedster! Grife!” He turned around dramatically just in time to have Jenni show back up in crackles of white. “Woah, where did you go?”  Grinning, Jenni held up the white sign-up sheet. “Blockbuster right? The place Helen took us to rent Star Trek VII right?” Bart nodded and then it clicked, Jenni watched as his eyes sparkled.

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[simmeons]

Here we are again! I've almost completed my Star Trek book now, so it's that time of year! Or, month, really. That sounds like a menstrual joke. Oops. Anyways! This time instead of separating the series, I've decided to pick 5 books from TOS and TNG! May the best series win!

Just like the last two times, I ask that you kindly not spoil the books; but recommendations for the next poll are more than welcome, and your personal opinions on the books! Since the last poll I've also included I am willing to hear any warnings for the books- aka if there's any sensitive content from the book you're aware of, you are more than welcome to put it in the comments. That helps warn me and possibly any other readers to avoid stuff they may not want to read! Enough yapping- onto the poll! Mini descriptions will still be at the end of the poll, and reblogs are appreciated!

Mudd In Your Eye; The only man who can end an inner planetary war is... Harry Mudd! (this was the second place book from the last poll)

A Rock And A Hard Place; Commander Riker fights for survival on a desolate world!

Twilight's End; Scotty faces the ultimate engineering challenge: to spin a planet!

Boogeymen; Wesley's childhood fears come to life.... And take over the Enterprise!

Time Trap; Captain Kirk is stranded in a strange new Klingon empire- 100 years in the future!

Contamination; A murderer is loose on the Enterprise!

Renegade; With Spock and McCoy missing, Kirk must stop a plot that threatens the entire federation.

Gulliver's Fugitives; On a planet rampart, imagination is a crime and death is its punishment!

Demons; An ancient evil stalks corridors of the Enterprise!

Q-Squared; The return of Star Trek: The Next Generation's number one villain!

[kassandragreyson]

Day four (4), Hair Pulling, Qinktober 2024

(c) AnastaSIAkiss

Moving deeper towards the crown of the head, he became more and more entangled in these silken strands. With great delicacy, he untangled knot after knot, gently laying the hair, softly running his fingers through it.

Q's breathing became more irregular and his ears took on a charming blush. Q was shaking a little, but it was a pleasant and rather satisfying feeling. He didn't say a word, only muttering something in foreign, forgotten language under his breath.

[slivensays]

Trick or Treat!

A small comic or fic drabble maybe? :3

Oh, fun! Thanks for the ask!

I wrote a little something, sure hope you'll like it! It's not my usual fandom, but I tried to get it right. 😊

My mind to your mind Star Trek Voyager Tuvok and Lon Suder General audiences

Lon Suder really wishes to experience the Mind Meld once more.

¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨

Tuvok visits him sometimes. The officer doesn’t see it fit to delegate such a task to anyone else, and so, Suder tries his best to behave in a way that the Vulcan will find agreeable.

Has he been meditating? Of course, it is the one tool he has access to that will help with overcoming his violent impulses, which, when supressed for too long, threaten to take over.

It was the ultimate result of one such impulse that landed him in here; lacking a proper outlet for his compulsive aggression, he beat a man to death for looking at him the wrong way. Not the way to behave in a social context, he always knew this. Which is why he tried to hide the body and deny his involvement, when it was discovered.

It would have been different, had he still been in the Maquis, where skirmishes were a regular occurrence and could always be used as an excuse to get the aggression out of his system. He didn’t always find it necessary to kill, in those days, but would readily volunteer for missions whenever possible, in order to release the tension that would inevitably have built up inside him. He didn’t always need to kill. But when he got the chance, he would; the feeling of relief an instant reward. He had made a good soldier. But a good crew member on a peaceful Starfleet ship? No, something was bound to give way.  

To the best of his knowledge, Suder will be confined to his quarters until the Voyager reaches the destination called ‘home’ in the Alpha Quadrant. Suder isn’t sure, however, that he still regards it his home. Stranded in a strange part of space, well, but he’s been adrift for most of his life. It was always hard, being the odd one out, unable to learn or understand the proper responses that everybody else knew instinctively. Betazoids are known for their ability to read and connect with the minds of others. Not so Suder; he fails to connect with anyone at all.

That is, until the Meld.

Abandoning all sense of self to the Vulcan, thinking (no, hoping) he would surely perish in the process, is the closest Suder has ever felt to another. Understood another. Surrendered to another.

The first time he has ever felt relieved without first resorting to violence.

Remembering the Meld is… well. It’s something. No. It’s everything. It’s… connecting for the first time with another person. Truly connecting. With someone who sees you, who reads you, and who allows you to see them in turn. Someone who even leaves a little bit of themselves behind for you to marvel at once they are gone.

In this case, an ability to compose himself. To store away his impulses just like putting them neatly into a box, then close the lid. And let it sit. And sit, and sit for days at a time, with Suder feeling next to no need to lift the lid or let any of those urges out. And then, when finally he did, there was the meditation to aid him.   

But the meditation is of course a poor substitute for the instant alleviation offered by the Meld. Which is why he’ll ask for it again, even though he understands that it takes a toll on Tuvok. The Vulcan doesn’t get to walk away from such an encounter feeling well at ease, since he’s at risk of receiving some unpleasant tendencies of Suder’s in turn. Still, such tendencies should be much better contained now that Suder has worked hard on his focus and his composure. Enfolding his little box in layers and layers of neat wrapping, as it were, he’d happily tie a bow on it and gift it to Tuvok so he could be rid of it forever, were it possible. Hiding it away in a dark room, then throw away the key seems to be the alternative.

He wonders sometimes what dark urge Tuvok got in exchange for sharing his interest in orchids. Or if it even works that way, but Suder assumes that it does. You share one aspect of yourself, you get another in return. It seems rational.

The orchids, when first they entered his mind, seemed random and out of place. Difficult things to grow, even given the right conditions. When given the wrong; well. It is a demanding hobby, and it takes skill and dedication to succeed. Suder feels the need to concentrate, measuring out the right amounts of water and gently pollinating the flowers in his attempts to create a hybrid. But, as he shifts his focus from the ongoings in the darker parts of his mind to the care of the orchids, Suder finds it almost as rewarding as the meditation; he feels calm.

It will not be enough, Tuvok has warned; the techniques that Suder has learned will not keep him indefinitely from repressing his inherent violence. He must keep practicing them daily, cultivate himself by adding to them in order to retain his composure. And Suder does. He closes his eyes, controls his breathing, he directs his thoughts to the orchids and how proud he’ll make Tuvok when he finally manages to produce a hybrid flower of his own.

Still, all of that will not be enough. Which is why he keeps asking for the Meld, to feel again that sweet connection with a mind that seems to understand him. And for the chance that Tuvok might leave another little piece of himself for Suder to immerse in.

This, as it turns out, is a great argument for getting Tuvok to agree, finally, to try the Mind Meld once more. By offering Suder some additional aspects of himself, Tuvok can provide him with new tools which Suder can use to improve, thus making him less of a hazard. Though Suder is hardly threatening these days, the Vulcan is in charge of security and will always keep safety one of his main priorities.

And so it is, at long last, that Suder gets to feel Tuvok’s hands on his face again. Gentler, this time; when last it happened, it was an intrusion. And although Suder did welcome it at the time, this is so much better.  

Finding the right position for his fingers, Tuvok looks into Suder’s dark eyes; searching his face for any clue that he might be in the wrong state of mind for the Meld. But no, Suder emits only anticipation, and as the Vulcan seems satisfied with his examination, he closes his eyes in concentration; “My mind to your mind.”

It is soft, this time, hardly more than a whisper, and Suder lets out a long sigh of relief as he feels Tuvok’s mind tenderly enclosing his own.  

The end

Hope you enjoyed! If you want to, I could post it as a gift for you over at Ao3?

[udaberriwrites]

AO3 Masterlist

This has been long in coming, but I am finally making a proper masterlist! I'm a fanfic writer with a ridiculously long list of fandoms, genres and characters; most of my works are one-shots, though I want to try writing something a bit longer in the future!

📚 This is my main profile, for general chaos and various wordcounts and genres:

Udaberri

😈 If you prefer darker themes and stories, you can also check out my AO3 pseud:

Midnight Rambles

🍃 For drabbles and lists of prompted fics:

Kiss Prompts (multifandom)

Trektober (Star Trek)

Femslash February (Baldur's Gate 3)

Bad Things Happen Bingo (SVSSS)

Augusnippets (ORV, SVSSS, BG3)

✨️ And if you want a recommendation for my personal favourites, I have added a more detailed list below!

All That Matters

G | Asterix the Gaul | Asterix & Obelix | Friendship, Asexuality, Queerplatonic relationships

Asterix has always felt different, but he has Obelix, and that is usually enough. Everybody else has questions, however, and he grows tired of answering.

"He wants to shout, even if he still doesn't know what he wants to say, even if he knows that if he lets his frustration take hold of his tongue, he will regret the harm he will cause."

Bésame Mucho

G | Singin' in the Rain | Cosmo Brown/Don Lockwood/Kathy Shelden | Romance, First Kiss, Getting Together | 1.6k

Life is a stage, but they are the stars of their own story. Don, Cosmo and Kathy will embrace their love. No one gets to tell them that they are wrong.

Life is a Rollercoaster; or Tao Xu's Fight against the Big Butterfly of Doom

G | Heartstopper | Nick Nelson/Charlie Spring | Fluff, Romance, Friendship, Time Travel | 11.1k

Tao got the chance to go back in time and undo his worst mistake. Tao prevented Charlie from being outed or bullied. Tao changed things enough that, the second time around, Charlie didn't get assigned the seat next to Nick Nelson in form.

…Fuck.

Or: the Butterfly Effect sucks, and if Tao has to take desperate measures to ensure his friend's happiness, he will. He draws the line at Iron Man 2 though, someone has to keep some standards around here.

Shifting Tides

T | Temeraire | William Laurence & Lady Allendale | Family Feels, Empath characther, Trans William Laurence | 1.5k

The soirée was in full swing when Lady Allendale saw the ghost of her regrets, dancing across the clearing.

Fifteen years ago, Lady Helen Allendale had chosen to put her child's happiness above everything else, even if it would mean losing him. Tonight she finds him again, not unchanged.

When You Speak (I hear silence)

T | Deep Space Nine | Nog & Jake Sisko | Friendship, Canon Divergence, First Meetings | 1.8k

Terok Nor is no more, and strange new aliens are coming to the newly named Deep Space Nine. Nog doesn't expect life to change; but then he finds a friend, who gives him the greatest gift he will ever receive.

Wingless Bird, Won't You Fly?

E | Baldur's Gate 3 | Astarion/Cazador | Angst and Whump, DD: DNE | 2.4k

In preparation for the Ascension ritual, seven vampire spawn have to be marked with the words of an infernal contract.

Tonight, it's Astarion's turn.

"I know I ask much from you," he murmurs. His hand finds its way to his hair again, ruffling and tugging at the silver strands. When he fails to respond, Cazador cups his cheek until he at last meets his eyes. "My dear, it's only because I know you can take it."

[whovianwatchingstartrek]

A Whovian Watches Star Trek for the First Time: Part 076 - The Time War Begins

Star Trek: Enterprise - Season 4 Episodes 1 and 2 - Storm Front

Two parter, so really long post here.

Only one season of Enterprise left, and I'm excited to see where that cliff-hanger goes, it was a bombshell. Let's go!

Tip and Mayweather in the shuttlepod are beyond shot down by some WW2 era fighters, and Archer is in the hands of an Alien working with the actual WW2 Nazis. Not for long though, because the prison transport Archer is in is attacked by what I first thought was French Resistance, but later they're revealed to be American resistance.

Meanwhile, Enterprise is picking up Radio Signals of Winston Churchill. It's quickly revealed that there are Suliban on enterprise. Lovely to see the Temporal Cold War plotline is back on track.

The unknown aliens seem to have deeply infiltrated the Nazi leadership, and they have been messing with the timeline. The Nazis have reached North America. Archer wakes up in the care of woman in Brooklyn, and is also caught up on the time shenanigans going on.

The Aliens have boosted the Nazi's technology and allowed them to overwealm the allies. Currently, they are proposing giving them access to plasma rifles, and more crucially a plague. Phlox gets jumpscared by a guy in the future-people's uniform, who scans later confirm is Daniels, albeit aged and decayed severely, although it would appear to not be infectious, thankfully. As he dies, Daniels confirms that the Temporal Cold War has become a full blown Time War.

Archer gets to spend some time with his nurse, and it's some nice really worldbuilding for this alternate timeline, and I love that they're fleshing out what occupied New York would look like. We also find out from a few resistance members that the Gestapo are hunting for Archer, specifically.

Meanwhile on enterprise, Sillik appears before Trip, and a fight ensues. Silik ends up stunned, and Silik launches a shuttle down to earth. Trip and Mayweather are sent down to find him. They find the shuttle, but he's gone.

Archer and the Resistance members start moving to talk to capture one of the aliens who regularly asks for information about the resistance and the gestapo. Apparently the Nazi aliens are trying to get home, so they're just as stranded as Archer and Enterprise. Unfortunately as Archer is explaining his situation to the resistance, a firefight breaks out. Archer tries using the aliens communicator to get through, allowing him and Alicia to be transported to Enterprise in the nick of time. Trip and Travis however are captured by the Nazis.

Seeing the crew delighted to see Archer back safely was great. As the first episode ends, we get a final scene between Archer and Daniels, where we learn more about the Nazi Aliens. They're led by someone called Vosk, and are apparently the most dangerous faction in the Temporal Cold War.

Between episodes, I just want to say, I'm loving this one. It's very Doctor Who, and I love seeing aliens mess with history. I will say that Germany Winning World War II is a bit overdone in time travel fiction in general, but it's still a fun go at that cliched set up. I absolutely love the designs of the Nazi Aliens

Episode 2 opens with some Nazi Propaganda about Hitler visiting the USA, after the intro we start to see a breakdown between the Nazi leadership and the Aliens, and the alien in the Nazi war room, who I'm assuming is Vosk is really threatening. He is written with the same cold and careless manor that the Time Lords have, but twisted into a more outwardly evil place. I love it.

Alicia gets some time on Enterprise and is just really suffering culture shock from all the future stuff around her. Malcolm has managed to settle on the point of divergence, specifically Lenin was assassinated before the Russian Revolution. However as they're discussing their next moves, Vosk contacts enterprise to discuss negotiations in a neutral location. Archer agrees and heads down with two MACOs to meet Vosk. Vosk beings Trip and Mayweather to the negotiations, and hands them back to Archer. Vosk offers Archer a deal which Archer outright rejects.

Back on Enterprise, Archer immedietly realises that Trip has been replaced by Sulik. So the question is: Where is the real trip? Well, he's tied up in Vosk's base. Archer confirms that he rejects Vosk's offer and they open fire on eachother. Unfortunately, Enterprise can't breach the shielding on Vosk's base, so Archer decided to push for a temporary alliance with Sullik, to sneak into Vosk's base.

Apparently Vosk had previously tried to erase the Suliban from history. The Nazi Aliens are preparing to open their conduit, but Archer and the American resistance launch an attack on the compound, and the action here is superb! As the battle occurs the Nazis and Vosk's faction start turning on eachother. Sulik is killed, and despite him being the main villain of seasons one and two, his death is oddly touching. Not in a full redemption arc kind of way, but it still got some feelings out of me.

It was really fun seeing enterprise fly around a real world earth location shooting down real WW2 fighters. Enterprise destroys the facility and the Time Line is restored.

Supposedly, this is the end of the Temporal Cold War, and Daniels shouldn't be interfering with Enterprise's history any more. Moreover, the Crew are finally home after a long mission, and man do they deserve some down time.

As I said earlier, I really enjoyed this two parter. It's setting was really fleshed out and it's villain was spectacular. Vosk is definitely going to stick in my mind a lot longer than some of the other Villains that have popped up throughout this series. I'm glad we're back on Enterprise's normal Season 1 and 2 exploits going forwards.

[paulgadzikowski]

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[dorothygale]

Hi! I love your blog and Taylor too. :) I was wondering if I were looking to get into Star Trek for the first time, which I am, where should I start? :)

oh yay!!!! okay here are the three best options in my opinion, let me know if you have any questions!!

the original series - i do not generally recommend as a first series, but it looks like you already enjoy old TV, so you might have an easier time getting into it than most people. early episode rec: 1x03 "where no man has gone before" (which was the "redo" pilot after the first one was rejected)

the next generation - my favorite and usually my go-to recommendation, with the caveat that it famously doesn't really get its footing until season 2 or 3. even i admit some of the beginning is hard to get through, but after that you will find out why it's so beloved. early episode rec: 1x12 "datalore"

voyager - can be hit-or-miss for some people but i actually think it's the most emotionally accessible trek series. instead of exploring space, the crew has gotten stranded 70 years away from earth and are trying to get home, so there's a bit more of a found family feeling that a lot of modern viewers like. you can just start at the beginning for this one!

also i just want to note that deep space nine is huge on tumblr, and it's a really good series, but i do NOT recommend it as an introduction at all. the experience is much better if you're already familiar with the universe.