Every Time I Make Popcorn, The Animals In This House Make Me Feel Like Snow White.

10 scenes to go 🥲

This is SO PRETTY ❤️

But they did not do these two justice in the show 💔 😩

^ Closeup of their cutey faces

Subversion Theory: Chapter 8 Posted

Subversion Theory Chapter 8

Something was looking at her–seeing her–something that might think it knew her.

Something that might even think it was alive.

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Three years after the attack on Section 31 Headquarters, Control has the Federation on the brink. When the USS Discovery begins receiving encrypted transmissions from someone claiming to be Starfleet who seems to know everything about their enemy, Captain Michael Burnham sees one last shot to turn the tide. But as Control's obsession with her deepens and the boundaries between ally and adversary begin to unravel, its objectives evolve into something far more dangerous--and lead Michael to question if she's still in control of her own game.

Fandom: Star Trek: Discovery

Relationships: Michael Burnham/Airiam, Michael Burnham/Control, Michael Burnham/Nhan

Rating: Mature

Snippet from The Ithaca Mandate

“How long?” Judith asked, hugging her arms against her ribs. She shivered slightly, the chill of the open space seeping into her. “How long until…?” The question ground to a halt, and no amount of will could force it into the air. How long until we’re gone? She could hear it in her mind. She could see it in the gaunt lines of her reflection. The bones of her cheeks and shoulders pushed out against her skin and the thin fabric of her undershirt, her brown eyes framed in dark crescents–fault lines and shadows where there should have been rolling hills and light. Judith scrubbed a hand across her face, like she could wipe that terrible, broken reflection away. Beneath them, Ithaca creaked and trembled as if even the leviathan herself was afraid of what it meant to die. Rage boiled to the surface, at the great, suffering beast still clinging to her perverse, miserable excuse of a life and her demands she not die alone. How long until you finally let us go?

Blargh. I love them.

I know you.

Star Trek: Voyager, J/7: The Measure of Logic - Chapter 17 Posted

https://archiveofourown.org/works/62063797/chapters/168046552

“My Federation no longer abides by this decree,” she said, and this time, the electronic voice was lower, more thorny. The mechanics of her eyes ceased revolving as she and Janeway watched one another. “They sanctioned my research and my mission. We were losing the war against the Klingons. This was all we had left.” “It seems we won’t need any specialized equipment to locate our differences, then,” Janeway said in return, raising a brow. “War or not, meddling with this kind of tech is wrong.”

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Fandoms: Star Trek: Voyager x Star Trek: Discovery

Relationship: Kathryn Janeway / Seven of Nine

Rating: Mature

Synopsis:

After Captain Janeway contracts an illness during an expedition to an uninhabited planet and orders USS Voyager to leave her behind, a certain hardheaded Astrometrics officer isn't so keen on abandoning her Captain. As Janeway and Seven learn to navigate the strange new dynamic forming between them, it becomes apparent that the planet they now call home has a much deeper story to tell--one that seems to defy logic, reality, and even the natural order of time itself. ----- This is a standalone fic but can be read as additional worldbuilding to my "For the Optics" series. Timeline runs about a year prior to the events of "A Binding of Stars."

Happy Monday, everyone. ***SOMEBODY*** did that thing again where she sneaks in and helps me with the muse to write an entire chapter in one afternoon, so, here you go!

Kirk: Federation law is very clear on this

Kirk: (Proceeds to do whatever he wants anyway)

Picard: Federation law is very clear on this but I’m a very creative reader

Janeway: Guys you’re not going to believe this; Federation law has fucking NOTHING relevant to this current situation but I’m going to read 20 hours of other captain’s logs to make sure. Buckle up though because we’re probably going to do some buckwild shit after the commercial break

Only a few more hours until we meet again, oh mighty dining car ❤️

PSA: If you struggle with anxiety, or social anxiety, or hate airplanes, the sleeper cars on Amtrak are seriously a lifesaver. Even coach is so much more low key and relaxing, with tons more space.

IT'S TURKEY EGG SEASON 😊

Seeing this Genii guy pop up in all these DS9 memes is giving me anxiety. I haven't even watched DS9 yet x.x

He's a bad guy to me now and forever.