#ayo rant in the tags check !!!!

[marciliedonato]

was anyone gonna tell me brad taste in music reviewed hesitant alien and gave it the most absolute dogshit rating like. living up to the name i see like jesus christ, man......

[moononmyfloor]

Snowy Night: Timeless Love Ep 1-2 First Impression

(Contains spoilers, obviously. And I might rant, consider yourself warned)

Ep 1

I like the opening theme instrumental, very soft and soothing

Miss Li Qin you really like that shoulder hunch thing don't you? It gives you 👻 vibes, it doesn't help you are actually literally dressed like a ghost

Even though I was having a complaint right away the following aesthetics are nice.

Oh wow a (literally) fridged character! Cdramaland this year really loves their fridging!

I'm afraid what's with the snow setup of this show and the complimentary heavy cloaks, Li Qin is gonna do a LOT of ghosting (literal)

Xiao Xi is here and once again serving my favorite "light has left his eyes" look as always! I hope he gets a lot of betrayal and mortal injury and torture and piggyback and pregnant scenes once again! 😌

Not the biggest fan of the side character costumes

Ayo is he finally losing the baby fat in his cheeks 🥺

No point, he's the one who still gets the most kid treatment in the show🤣Baby fat or not

Um I was looking forward to this show for a long time because it seemed like a huge portion of photography took place in complete snowland but looks like that exact thing turned out to be its weakness. The CGI is awkward. You can see exactly which scenes took place within a greenscreen set because the background blending is not done seamlessly enough. All the money has gone to keeping the cast and crew warm in the snow scenes from the looks of it 🥲

BUT it's not all unenjoyable! Look, the FL is having an all-girls harem! 😍

Damn girls. aren't you difficult to satisfy…. can't let her rest even one night? 🤭

Ohh look fresh meat arrived on her doorstep 🤭

Oh yeah? 😏

HAHAHAHAHAHA

Brother really nearly offered his virginity in exchange for her help

The harem is like "Jiejie do we kiss/fuck/kill him"

At first I thought this was her wall of Girl-of-the-Night's name tags, too bad it's just a collection of lifesaving coupons lol

Ep 1 conclusion is that even though it fell a bit behind my expectations but it isnt bad, has potential if they want to work on it After all it took CQL 10 eps to get on the tracks!

Ep 2

Those are the longest ass nails I've seen on a doctor

Titanic much?

Yeah ok the costumes aren't costuming in this show except for the fur coat game. Please keep all of them covered in cloaks all the time I beg you

I mean at this point it's not just an aesthetic need but a practical one too because this drama's second name is frostbite.

So he walks all over her property even after being warned to not to AND offer her unsolicited advice about being safe in the woods alone as a girl. Dude she's been LIVING here, WHILE keeping a bunch of other girls safe too. Know your limits.

Why are they getting thrown into unnecessary forced sugar moments, please work on establishing your characters first so the audience can care for them before trying to create chemistry out of nothing, show.

Doctor lady wasn't transparent about the procedure she was going to conduct on the kid, and blames it on the kids' guardians that it was to prevent the guardians' emotions besting them. Like??? Sure they broke your rules but you aren't also completely at the right here, you told them nothing because you were overconfident and haughty is what. "Short time hurt is better than Long time hurt" wtf

And of COURSE they end up dual cultivating under a lake. It's like this show is in such a rush to simply check off all the hot tropes in their list one after the other, with little substance to back them up.

Ep 2 conclusion is that I hadn't facepalmed nonstop in a single episode this much in a long time, I guess this show is not for me. I mean if it's not serving neither a good plot nor solid characters and not even the hyped and promised aesthetics then what am I here for? Sorry, Zeng Shunxi. I've loved almost EVERYTHING you've been in but looks like this one is an exception .

[sunkingwrites]

goooood morning.. 💕 mm I’m so sleepy still- gonna make myself some coffee and then hopefully my stomach doesn’t get upset with the amount of cookies I plan to eat for breakfast 😙

anywaaaays, I’m gonna be cooking a lot today because it’s almost someones birthday and like the good roommate I am I gotta cook their favorite foods~ oh but but I was catching up with bnha before I went to sleep last night (pls I swear I slept when you told me to) but then my roommate came in and.. stole my laptop? I mean I didn’t mind because I was having a mental breakdown over the recent episode,, but now I’m concerned what they did because all they said was “I need le minecraft.” and left 🥲

and I finally finished the firewatch shinkami fic- why tf is it so good??? awhkjhdiuhoina I kept getting distracted noticing the little elements in the writing but it just made it so captivating 😭

oH OH AND- I finally finished what I had left for my college projects and sooo I don’t have anything to do for the next 2 days.. unless *cough* anyone *cough* wants to do me 🥺/j

jokes aside I was crying this morning because I also finished chapter 5 of the song of achilles and we got a background check on one of the characters and I swear I could see the mommy issues shining through 😔

OK NOW IM JUST RANTING OF WHAT IVE BEEN DOING HJQSDKJKWFDKJJNKASD- I can’t get discord to open so that’s why I’m sending an ask tho 🥲

oh oh and my mind just suddenly filled with questions last night and it wont stop bothering me lol I dunno why… they’re so random tho- although I’m very curious on the one reason we know each other: how did you find my blog? It’s just a lingering question that I always wonder when someone follows me hehe- I mean,, I’m very glad you found me because holy shit— 😭 I remember how you were freaking out because I followed you back- that was the best decision I’ve ever made in my life tbh (we’ve been mutuals for well over a month ayo??)

anyways I’m gonna stop my intrusive mind from dumbing more stuff here so I don’t clog up your asks.. I hope you have a great great day, and I will send you kisses and updates of what I cook and uhh shit I do! on discord this time hehe… well unless food pics are not something you like then I’ll just spam you with random shit I do-!

mwah mwah~ ✨

Dude,, IF YOU MADE FOOD FOR MY BIRTHDAY I WOULD FUCKING CRYYY

Ohhhh my godssshfjsmck the fucking shinkami fic,, IT HAD NO RIGHT TO BE THAT GOOD- I WANT TO GET THAT GOOD AT WRITING AJJCNSNNF but like,, I was so fucking close to crying?? MultiPLE TIMES??? AND LIKE ON THE EDGE OF MY SEAT WHEN DENKI WAS RUNNING TO THE TOWER,, AND I THINK IT'S SO COOL THEY ADDED ACTUAL BNHA LORE WITH THAT OTHER ASSASSIN HERO LADY AND THAT THEY COULD EXPLAIN DENKI'S LEGS DOING THAT NSKDJSBBFBDB

just-- so fucking good-

Mmmm,, we love mommy issues-- just love love love that for us~ No but like, characters with mommy issues are always too relatable to write aghh- LIKE STOP HAVING MY THOUGHTS PLEASE,, I UNDERSTAND I HAVE TRAUMA JUST LEAVE MEH ALONE

..if you couldn't tell- I had sugar-- remember that boba tea icecream I sent you a photo of in the superstore a while back? Yeah well I bought it today at Walmart and now it's almost gone,, and and I also got an ube icecream too, and Marmo hAtEs it- but I like it and I already knew that I would-- and now I wanna make an ube, vanilla milkshake aahhhh yum yum,, obviously not tonight-- maybe tomorrow if I can???

Okay okay and,, as you know my remember is full of shit so this miGHt be wRoNg- but I'm pretty sure I saw.. mmm I think a writing post first- maybe cuz it aligned with one of my tags?? Then I was like "oooh, I wonder if this person has anything else written for this character-?? Lemme seee~"

so then I would've found your master list post and I liked the vibe of it,, so then I'm pretty sure I just started scrolling through and randomly liking shit-?? I was still like a week new on tumblr so I was desperately looking for people to follow and get some more content flowing through my dash and to interest with--

Thennn, I think it was that composition you had posted that kinda embodied your anxiety that got me hooked,, cuz I kept listening to it on loop- so then I felt like I had to comment about getting it on Spotify,, since my family has a premium plan it's the place I usually get my music,, AND THEN I saw the picrew and I was just gONe cuz I fucking love making picrews and yours looked so cool and you just seemed like you'd be a fun person to talk to.. and then I shared mine with you and just kept talking and uhhh- yeah! That's what's up!! ✨✨

-also also you're birthday on twitter says it's the 28th- so I thought that was funny xD

[lnc2]

hiiii new follower here !!! so I used to be REALLY into miraculous but then i kinda left the fandom a few years ago lol and basically today i was scrolling through tumblr (I have another account where I post stuff completely unrelated to ladybug) and I saw one of ur posts on my dash and I was like...*flashbacks* SO i went and check ur account and man i really did miss a lot huh 😭😭😭😭😭 so glad I found ur blog though ! absolutely love it <3 now I'm trying to catch up on everything I've missed ! sorry this turned into a rant anyways hope u have an amazing week !!! 🤍🤍🤍

haha ayo welcome back 😂😂 the tags can be a little overwhelming especially with salt sometimes and i usually avoid them but there are lots of great blogs/creators out here!!

[fanscribbling]

Terra Nova ~Part Six: Panopticon~

[See my Masterlist for earlier sections- don’t know why but right now adding the  links are negating my tags. Tumblr.]

I’m ridiculously pleased that the reaction to this series so far has been mainly WHAT THE HELL IS HAPPENING??! XD Exactly what I was aiming for. Well wonder (mostly) no more, this behemoth chapter holds many answers! (I’m afraid the others will most likely be shorter :P ) Six down, four more to go! <3

Fandom: Star Trek (AOS/TOS).

Pairing: Reader X Bones (and they’re FINALLY together!)

Words: 3,066

Warnings: Some mild swearing, general tension, kidnap mention, seizure mention, death mention (non-active character), general angst

Tagging: @medicatemedrmccoy, @outside-the-government​, @kilismaiden, @gerardwayisapotato, @yourtropegirl, @malindacath, and @imaginativefanatic. Let me know if you want to be added!

“What the hell!”

Jumping apart, the two of you scrambled out of the bed and pressed your backs into the opposite wall. Bones looped his arm around you and pulled you close, weaving your shaking fingers with his.

“So you saw that too huh?”

You felt Bones laugh weakly. “I’m starting to doubt my psychosis theory, unless someone’s lacing the water.”

“We can’t wait any longer,” you said, ignoring his last comment and turning to face him. “We’re stuck here for God knows what reason, and if it’s generator interference I’m a Klingon. We need to take stock, see what’s around here, then reconvene.”

He nodded silently, pulling his comm from his belt. “Do you know a private frequency the two of us can use?”

“Yes,” you took the device and fiddled with the knob, then did the same to your own. Handing Bones his comm back, you moved across the room.

“Y/l/n to Bones,” you whispered.

“McCoy here,” came his hushed answer.

“Good,” you smiled and walked back to his side. “I’ll check out the expanse behind the houses, see if anything’s odd.”

“Our phasers are gone,” Bones said. “How will you-”

“I’ll be careful,” you said simply. “Promise.”

“Do,” leaning in, Bones pressed his lips to yours. When he pulled away you could see fear in the corners of his eyes. You laid a hand gently on his cheek.

“You’re not getting rid of me Leonard McCoy,” you smirked. “We have unfinished business.” 

Bones laughed softly, and his hand came up to meet yours. “As long as you promise - I’ll take the main township.”

**************************************************************************************************** “Are you certain you’ve checked all seventy-six Denovian dialects?”

Kirk pressed his thumbs into his temples, breathing deeply and trying unsuccessfully to force the faint ache from his muscles. If only there could be quiet for one goddamn minute.

“Yes Sir –” Uhura shouted back, her voice cracking with strain, “and all recorded variations. Mr. Spock should be back with more files soon.”

“Good,” Kirk replied, his own voice becoming increasingly ragged. “Thank you Lieutenant, I know I’ve asked this twice already.”

“No problem Captain,” Uhura nodded. She gave him a quick smile, then refocused on her screen.

Closing his eyes, Kirk sighed and turned on his heels. The head was still there. It was hope to the point of foolishness to think otherwise, with the creature’s voice still filling the bridge. The harsh hissing never ceased, like constant intense static, with pops and clicks that were starting to set his teeth on edge. Kirk had no idea how it was even possible to make that sound, and as he settled back into the captain’s chair, his eyes roved over the creature’s face for what was certainly the hundredth time. The skull was long - longer even than those generic twentieth century alien models. Long white hair fell in layers around the large eyes, which blinked with some kind of translucent secondary lid. It felt to Kirk like their gaze never ceased. Silver skin shimmered like fish scales, sparkling in the bridge lights, and the mouth - oddest of all - was frozen in a perpetual O. 

They’d be beautiful if they weren’t holding two of my people, Kirk thought. Then, with sudden inspiration, Kirk moved to the head in two quick strides and thrust his face into the open mouth.

“Captain?”

“Yes Mr. Spock?” Came Kirk’s muffled voice.

“May I inquire as to why you are currently inside the projection?”

“Research, Mr. Spock,” Kirk replied, looking around a second or two longer before extricating his head. “I was curious as to how one being made two sounds at once. The answer is two internal mouths, one on each side of the jaw.”

“Fascinating,” Spock said, moving to the head and glancing in as well. “Highly reminiscent of the natives of Targos III.”

“Exactly what I was thinking.”

The captain and his first officer looked at each other for a moment, and Kirk swore he could almost see a smile on the Vulcan’s impassive face.

“Lieutenant Uhura,” Spock said, moving quickly across the bridge. “It looks like we have a framework.”

**************************************************************************************************** “Doctor.”

About to leave the house, Bones spun to find Trixie standing behind him. Her face was set, and he noticed that for the first time there was no hint of a smile. 

“Trixie. Look, I just wanted to see the town at night, the stars must be –”

“You saw the wall.”

Bones broke off, momentarily speechless. “Yes.”

Trixie nodded, smiling sadly. “The sweep’s done, we’re safe to talk now. At least,” she laughed humourlessly, “we think so.”

“What do you mean the sweep?” Bones asked, moving towards her. “And okay, if we can speak freely, what on God’s green earth is –”

“Just follow me,” Trixie said, turning to move off into an inner room. “We’ll tell you what we can.”

**************************************************************************************************** “Goddamn leaves,” you muttered to yourself, crushing weeds with your boots as you tramped through what felt like endless underbrush. Turning your flashlight towards the ground you growled. “Goddamn grass and stupid purple flowers.”

You’d been walking for ages, and covered what you were certain was miles of forest. Even as you ranted at nothing, venting your frustration at being trapped, you couldn’t help the happiness that kept pushing its way through the anger and fear. You could still feel his mouth on yours, his hands on your skin. A smile grew across your face, even as you halfheartedly smacked a low hanging branch, a slight spring in your step.

Too late, you realized that you probably should have checked the ground before bouncing. You felt your toes catch on something and stumbled forward, grabbing out for anything, and both your hands landed flat – pressing hard against thin air. 

**************************************************************************************************** A door creaked open slowly. 

“Hello,” Bones smiled kindly as he greeted the young woman who had appeared. She glanced at him quickly, eyes moving immediately back to the wooden floor, arms wrapped around herself. She moved off around the room, settling down by Lan and pressing herself into her companion’s side. Lan wrapped a protective arm over the woman in turn, rubbing a hand along her back. 

They all sat in a circle, chairs and stools pulled up around a fire pit. The flames were false, but still it helped to make the room feel a little warmer. Bones shifted in his seat, looking around at their faces. Like the newcomer, there were a few he’d not seen before. A man with a pointed face, thin dark eyes, and a large scar running across his forehead, nose, and mouth; a stocky woman with short black hair that grew along either side of her head, exposing the deep green markings that ran along her scalp, trailing down the edges of her face, neck and arms, to stop at her fingertips; and last the woman now nestled in Lan’s arms, brown skin unhealthily pale, and her body willow thin - almost emaciated. They fit naturally into the group, who sat hunched, faces in their hands or eyes staring blankly into the flames. 

“We wanted to meet your partner too.”

Bones turned to the woman on his right. Her blonde hair fell beyond her waist, and her eyes were a piercing blue against the paleness of her skin. 

“Most of you already have.”

“No,” the woman shook her head, “no we haven’t. Where is she?”

“Exploring outside.”

The woman nodded, turning back to the fire.

“I don’t think I caught your name,” Bones said, trying to start some kind of conversation. 

“Lenore,” she replied, not looking at him. “Ship’s Counsellor – USS Farragut.”

“What?”

Before Bones could ask anything else, Ayo entered and took the last empty seat. 

“We’re sorry we couldn’t say anything,” Trixie began, lifting her head and looking at Bones. “We never can in the day, and last night – with the new baby – they’d wouldn’t have left us alone.”

“Look,” Bones said, running a hand through his hair in exasperation. “You say you can speak freely now, but you’re all being very cryptic. What’s going on, are you being watched?”

People around the circle shared looks. They seemed to be deciding who should answer. 

“Yes,” Tanya said, breaking the silence as she shifted Colin in her arms. “At least, that’s what makes most sense.

“They do a final check every night,” Lan added. “And food appears most mornings. On the days it doesn’t, we have to go into town, to the market.”

“We have to keep smiling,” a small voice said, the words halting and slow. The group turned towards the woman by Lan’s side, who shifted her head so she too could look at the doctor. “They don’t like it - when we’re sad.”

“Melody was having trouble adjusting,” Lan said. “We never found out what happened, but out of nowhere she was lying in the middle of the street, seizing.”

“Maybe I can help –” Bones began, leaning forward, but at his movement Melody sunk back, burying her face in Lan’s shoulder. 

“When we found out Wendy was expecting they knew too,” Ayo said, and Bones turned to look at him. “Food with more nutrients appeared, heavy in folic acid and calcium. When she craved something, it arrived the next day. That’s why she wanted the sheet. They weren’t going to invade her privacy, not then. They didn’t get to control that.”

“The wind,” Bones said, understanding dawning on him, “and what she was saying –” 

He paused, looking from Lan to Trixie to Ayo. He had suddenly realized who was missing. “Where’s Wendy?”

“They don’t like it when we’re sad,” the man with the scar repeated, his hands moving in fluid movements as he signed. “Or when we’re difficult. Sometimes they send challenges, and sometimes –”

“Sometimes,” the tattooed woman broke in, her voice hard. “Sometimes people disappear.”

**************************************************************************************************** It felt like your brain had shorted out. Unable to believe what you were feeling you lifted your right hand, leaving your left flat against the air, and watched as a leaf danced a few inches in front of it, blown by a breeze you couldn’t feel. You replaced your hand – still solid. 

Stepping back, you took a few deep breaths. You must be overtaxed, or tired, or something. This could not be real. Shaking your head, you moved a little to the left and extended your arms. This time, your right hand found a transparent wall and the other cut through the air, throwing you off balance. 

You tumbled to the ground, knocking the air out of your lungs as you landed on your side. Groaning, you sucked air back into your lungs and rolled onto your knees. Halfway to your feet, you paused when something glimmered a few meters away. Focusing on the light, you moved slowly towards it, careful not to press yourself against the barrier, should it be there. You had no idea what could be on the other side.  

**************************************************************************************************** “I was in my quarters.”

Trixie was speaking, her voice low and taut. Her fingers interlaced, hands twisting as she told her story to the floor. “I’d just finished a call with my parents. Dad was so happy; mum had come home from the hospital with the all clear. I was going back to Georgia the next week during my leave. It was a routine maintenance check, nothing dangerous. I’d done it a hundred times, but that day I left the airlock, and then I was here.”

She pressed her palms to the sides of her head. Melody shifted and Lan went to Trixie, kissing her forehead softly. Back shuddering, Trixie took in a long breath. 

“There were thirty of us then. I was the last addition before they sent the plague. We woke up one morning and there was just this rotting –” she broke off again, wiping her hands roughly over her glistening face. “Anyway, there were only a few left after that. I’ll never forget the sound Lana made. Fourteen- she was only fourteen,” Trixie looked up, and Bones could see anger rising to replace the pain. She clearly felt it too, and stood in one sudden motion. “I can’t, I need to walk for a minute.”

The room was silent as Trixie left. Ayo sighed. “It’s still hard sometimes, even to remember.”

“All the time,” said the tattooed woman, whose name, Bones had been told, was Jaz. “It’s always hard. I’ve been staying inside for now – can’t smile much. I’ll have to come out soon though, they might start thinking I’m useless,” she let out a harsh bark of laughter. “Can’t hide in the Panopticon.”

“If you need any help –”

“Yeah, Lenore, I know. Thanks.” Jaz said, her voice losing its sardonic edge. Her London accent grew thick as she refocused on the stick she was pulling apart. “I promise, I’ll come to you if I need. Right now I have to wait it out, they were all I had.”

**************************************************************************************************** You could feel damp seeping into your shirt as you pulled yourself around a large bush. Huffing with effort, you extricated yourself, brambles scraping along your boots, and with a few more shuffles, you were there.

The longer you stared at it, the odder it seemed. It crackled with energy, throwing light across your hands and arms. Floating a foot off the ground, it sparked upwards in a long triangle. For a while you sat there, staring at it, your mind working overtime thinking of a way you could interact. Finally, you decided there was only one real option, and took your communicator from your belt.

You extended the device towards the split in the air, memorizing Bones’ frequency just in case your comm survived. Closing your eyes, you listened for the hum of the energy, letting the pitch settle inside you as your mind searched for a memory of a similar tone from the Enterprise. This was a party trick of yours, but even in fun you’d never been more than a few hertz off. Relaxing, you started to hum the sound as well, letting your fingers move the comm dial automatically as a faint memory appeared in the back of your mind. The device began to shake, a thin squealing sound sliding from the casing seams. You were close, so close-

The squeal stopped, the dial slid into place, and your eyes flew open as the energy arced across the air, opening a large cut in the space in front of you.

**************************************************************************************************** “It was a cargo run,” Jaz was saying, directing this towards Bones. “Alpha Taurus VII to the nearest Starfleet base. I was the only human in a mixed crew, I even got these tattoos to match theirs. We were a family, and then I met T’pal.”

Jaz smiled, more to herself than anyone else. “He was so logical about it. I mean Vulcans, that’s how they are, but the way he said it – For us to be parted Ashayam, would be to part your moon from its tides. So straightforward, I loved that about him. We loved each other, and our daughter,” Jaz’s hands were clenched tightly around the stick, knuckles white. “She’ll be walking now, and talking. At least, if it’s been as long as it seems. We were an unlisted freighter, maybe that’s why they felt I wouldn’t be missed,” She laughed softly, running a hand over her scalp. “Maybe they were right, he’s never come for me.”

“No-one’s come for any of us Jaz,” Tanya replied, her voice stern but not angry. “Ayo and I know there are people back on Earth looking for us. We were taken mid-lesson, in front of all our students. They’re getting sloppy, and one day we’ll get out of here, but we have no clue where we are – most likely no-one can find us. T’pal’s looking, you have to believe that.”

“You’re past the horizon line,” Bones said. “It’s not on Starfleet’s charts. The Enterprise was meant to be the first to reach it, that’s why we were so surprised when we got the medical beacon.”

“So that’s how they did it,” Judy breathed. “We were wondering how you found us. If that’s the case the Enterprise won’t be going anywhere. If they can pluck us from our ships halfway across the galaxy, they can keep all of us here, and they won’t give up easily.”

**************************************************************************************************** There was a hallway in front of you, dark and empty, with grey stone floors. Glass walls vaulted upwards, and moving closer to the window in the air, you saw that large pillars marked breaks in the clear surface. The stone arched upwards and fingered out, twisting with ivy that hung down in vines. 

It was beautiful, you thought, like a cathedral.

Your eyes roved over the scene, coming to rest on the opposite wall. At once, you felt your heart start to race, jumping into your throat as you shuffled backwards so fast your knees stung. Hiding yourself behind a small fern, you wrapped shaking arms around your sides.

It was a large black frame, set into the glass with thin doors on either side. The inside of the frame was dark, but you could just see small waves slopping against the barrier, the silhouette of a wooden dock not far in the distance. It wasn’t this that had sent you reeling – it was the words, set in gleaming silver against the darkness of the water. 

Terran Wing: 1500-1650 CE. Enter to explore.

As you watched, your breathing shallow, a tall figure strode quickly to the other side of your window. They held a small device covered in blinking neon lights, and their mouth was open in a perpetual O.

**************************************************************************************************** “Just one more variation,” Spock said, leaning over as Uhura’s hands flew across the console. “Add an Ataxi- yes, that’s perfect Lieutenant.”

“Should we modulate?”

“No, this will do,” Spock straightened up, turning to Kirk. “Captain, I believe we –”

His words were cut off as the hissing dropped in pitch and skewed, resolving itself into a booming, baritone voice.

“You are in orbit around A’xar, the private property of the Nexus Conservatory. You will leave orbit in two hours or your ship will be disabled and impounded. All unnecessary inhabitants will be removed.”

The head paused, as if listening to something.

“No sound is emanating from your bridge,” it said. “I believe you understand.”

And it disappeared.