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Bones/Carol

[star-trek-fandom-confessions]

Confession #109

"Watching Star Trek Into Darkness, I shipped Carol Marcus with Bones instead of Kirk. At least when McCoy commented on Carol's attractiveness, he was more respectful about it than Kirk was."

[leyenarsinterests]

How I'd fix Star Trek Into Darkness

Yeah, I know what you're thinking, you'd be surprised to see this coming from who is arguably the biggest CumberKhan apologist on the face of the Earth. I even call him my schmoopsie-poo and I made a whole backstory explaining why he looks Like That™, it’s pretty damn tearjerking.

But do you know what I also love as much as Benedict's Khan? Klingons. Yeah, I love Klingons so much.

I found this on the TVTropes YMMV page for the movie, and if the big hats had actually gone through with this back in 2013, I wouldn't have minded because I'm crazy for Klingons. Plus, it would spare me three years of sadness and heartbreak. (if you've been following the #vengekhan tag on this blog, then you'd know why)

So, here's how I'd fix the movie:

Basically, Admiral Marcus and co. are a bit smarter than how they're presented in the actual movie, and they actually decide to put the transwarp technology made by Scotty to good use and just beam a bunch of bombs to the enemy's home planet and sit back and relax as they are wiped out. And as a result, the Klingons get mad-mad and dispatch Koloth(portrayed by Benedict) and his beloved IKS Qugh(which is tlhIngan Hol for "disaster"), the finest battleship the Empire has to offer, to investigate! (diabolical laughter)

Koloth and the Qugh get into conflict w/ Kirk and co. and the Enterprise, and after a buncha epic space battles, the Qugh is soundly beaten by the Entewpwise in classic David VS Goliath fashion. But hey, Koloth ain't mad at all! He's impressed by Kirk and co.'s tenacity, and they decide to go all enemy mine to find out who beamed those bombs to Qo'noS and eventually find out Marcus is responsible and Scotty finds out his technology took a huge part in all this.

After learning Scotty's "transwarp transporter" technology ultimately led to Section 31 launching that attack on Qo'noS, Koloth gets mad (for real this time) and tries to execute Scotty with a mean-looking bat'leth, only for Uhura to stop him and they have a nice long talk (in tlhIngan Hol, of course) and I have no idea what happens next because I'm a shit writer. Just know that this "fixed" movie will be just as Spirky as what the big hats gave us, with a side of McCarol and Uhotty and at least one "please, captain, not in front of the Klingons" moment.

@spirkme915 @renthebarbarian

[leyenarsinterests]

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sometimes, if the planet is really well known and especially safe, bones and carol will take little david down on research missions with them so he can use his baby tricorder and be a grown up scientist just like mummy and daddy 

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[mysteriesoflovee]

I feel people here will appreciate this too 😍

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[watchfuldeer]

nobody did it like them

[leyenarsinterests]

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yeah but what if david marcus was david marcus-mccoy in the aos universecan you imagine heavily pregnant carol and overprotective bones having a shouting match in the transporter room over whether carol should go down with the landing party or not and she’s there like LEONARD I AM PREGNANT NOT AN INVALID THEY ARE A FEDERATION PLANET AND I AM GOING DOWN THERE TO GET MY OWN BLOODY SAMPLES now if the captain would kindly quit gawping I believe we can energise mister scott thank you

[cinemedios]

'Definitely Maybe': 30 años del debut de Oasis

A principios de los noventa, un pequeño grupo llamado Oasis, liderado por los hermanos Liam y Noel Gallagher tendrían la oportunidad de grabar su primer álbum sin saber que los catapultaría a la fama, pero nadie dijo que sería fácil.

A principios de los noventa, un pequeño grupo llamado Oasis, liderado por los hermanos Liam y Noel Gallagher tendrían la oportunidad de grabar su primer álbum sin saber que los catapultaría a la fama, pero nadie dijo que sería fácil. Reseña Musical | ‘Definitely Maybe’ En 1991 un joven Noel Gallagher regresaba a Manchester luego de su gira como técnico con la banda Inspiral Carpets para ver la…

[mifhortunach]

so tired / jay mccaroll

[bourbonificould]

okay, i LOVED your headcanons and you told me to ask if i wanted more so here i am. any and all of your favourite headcanons 3.2.1 go!

Sure! Let's go for it

Carley hated her job, and wished everyday that her news editor would retire or just leave. But when she died, Carley couldn't help but feel strong guilt over it despite not having much to do with it.

Carver definitely had a girlfriend/wife before the apocalypse, but never had a child. His fixation on Rebecca is due to him really wanting a child, and he would do it no matter what.

Doug loves cookies, and kept a pack on him quite often when he'd go on his IT Guy services.

The Ericson Kids had a car in the past, but Brody and Marlon didn't let anyone use it, eventually losing it when one of the dead kids stole it and crashed it.

Alvin killed George due to accidentally believing that he was one of the Howe's guards and panicking with his pistol. It's one of the reasons why he doesn't give Clem the gun when she asks for it, not wanting her to make a mistake like him.

Lee definitely wanted a daughter first with his wife. He seems glad to treat Clem, and it felt like he wanted to learn and grow up with her around. He was friends with the State Senator, which is how the affair ended up happening.

Clementine and Christa went days without talking to each other after Omid's death, and did the same after her baby died. Clem was fine with the silence for a little while, but at some point she began having constant nightmares and would force conversations with Christa to stop thinking about them.

Ruby and Ms. Martin would spend nights together with the elder teaching Ruby how to stitch wounds, even giving Ruby a cut on her arm to see if she could stitch herself up.

AJ's first walker kill came when Clem was sleeping in, and their little spot got infiltrated by one lone walker. He also has a scar on his left ankle from getting cut one time at the McCaroll Ranch.

Carlos isn't actually a doctor, he just has good knowledge on medicines and that area, but was never qualified or anything.

Uncle Pete actually wanted to keep Clem around and was glad to teach her some things, considering how Nick turned out.

David Garcia divorced/broke up with Gabe & Mariana's mother due to his military services. She didn't like how much he stayed away from the family, and eventually left.

Tripp is a gym bro, he has great genes and got really big, but never actually learnt to fight or anything.

[leyenarsinterests]

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imagine if bones took carol home at christmas time to meet his mama, and the family wanted to have a bonfire, and carol ended up chopping all the wood bc bones is a delicate flower and his mama hits his arm and tell him to marry that woman

[bisluthq]

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Resident music history nerd again.

So yeah, those contracts usually suck and it goes back to what I said earlier with using the artist as a cash cow and then once they earn their spots, they can negotiate a better second deal. A lot of the tv talent show contracts suck, the very first winner of project runway, Jay Mccaroll caused quite a stir because he turned down the grand prize of a $100,000 mentorship program & spot at NYFW, because the show (or whatever entity was behind the prize) would be granted 10% of all future earnings as a designer.

Idol and those other shows are a bit of a blessing and a curse. Idol was an absolute sensation though, so they had a huge audience when they launched (at least in the countries’ versions I’m familiar with) and many had a good career, some have truly lasted like Kelly Clarkson. I believe it varied country to country, the winner in New Zealand wasn’t being signed to the big American team even if it was the same label, but contracts for the first few seasons were treated like other game show prizes - have it be a prize, but the budget is based on the predicted profits for the advertising the show would make. It was great for the record labels because they didn’t need to invest in developing the artists, and it was a popularity contest so there was significant less risk signing then over a new artist no one has heard of and wondering if they’ll have fans. They also had the next season of the show to promote the last winner/s. Kelly Clarkson notoriously had to fight the label though to get songs she wanted (she was getting the Disney star treatment of them saying what to record and she pushed back because it wasn’t her style) she also had to fight to be able to cowrite her songs and shape her message, both with the label and then dr Luke later on when she rewrote lyrics to one of his songs to make it fit her.

Anyway, idol was new and exciting and because it was a family show, the contestants often launched with a diverse audience and then shaped their audience later which for some was a blessing, others a curse - Adam lambert for example toned himself down and presented more as an emo adjacent glam rocker, which was a smart move to get a foot in the door. But the audience of dads who liked this guy who was meant to be the modern day answer to classic Bon jovi, kiss and poison, etc, were not all on board when he wanted to make dance pop with rock elements, and I can’t think of a sensitive way to say it but when he was more outwardly expressive of his sexuality, a lot of people turned on him. At the same time though, there was an audience who saw him on tv and knew and were waiting and so ready for him to do his thing. And now he’s the lead singer for Queen, so he has the audience of dads again going to see him live but not touching his new music - he’s a fascinating case study on society more than the music industry though.

Social media and streaming killed the talent show phenomenon though. It likely would’ve become boring on its own, but Sandi Thom was launched via MySpace - Taylor got a lot out of MySpace but it wasn’t her discovery method, Justin was found on YouTube all within 6 years of idol launching. This became direct competition for the talent shows, but wasn’t a huge issue until around 2013 when quite a few artists were discovered on YouTube. Now it’s a totally different landscape with TikTok and families not watching tv together in the same way - it’s more common for everyone to watch something different on their iPads than to gather around the tv and enjoy something together which was part of the magic of idol.

The americas got talent and the voice winners though, they were always at a disadvantage compared to X factor and idol because the shows are significantly shorter and never let people feel like they knew the singers. By the time they crowned a winner most of them hadn’t performed a full 30 minutes and only had their intro video and then short interviews before and after a performance. And the AGT people were competing with comedians, dancers, fire breathers… it wasn’t a good metric to see how they’d fair in the music industry and the prize was a performing contract, not a recording one. Idol was so big for a while they had a spin off show that was like big brother, showing what they got up to during the week in the share house!

I personally think the singers on the voice would’ve been better winning a money prize instead of a recording contract, because the contract just needed to be less than the advertising profit for the show. Of course the label wanted the next superstar, but they usually rushed an album out within a few months of winning and only seemed to support the artist in kind to how much the public rallied behind the album, instead of really giving them a chance.

Sorry, I’ve gone on a lot of tangents and can’t remember where I wanted to end up lol 😂

I guess the TLDR would be: tv show contracts were a game show prize. Some did really well, but if they didn’t do really well they were dropped and not given a chance. They could get away with shittiest contracts too because the artists usually had no industry experience or knowledge, and the contract was a three way between the label, tv show and artist.

Oh and then there are the sunset clauses and non compete clauses too, so even if you’re dropped from your label you might not be able to sign another deal for a few years even if someone wants you - just look at Kesha, Cher, and “the artist formerly known as Prince”.

I’m gonna stop writing now 🫣

see, I also think there are just too many of these shows and there have been too many for a long time. Like you say, people were into Idol and it did start a few great careers (and yes I think a lot of the early winners got suckered into shitty deals because they didn’t know better but also here was enough interest and good will for it to mostly work) but now there are just too many winners on too many shows for people to give a fuck (even if they do watch). Like you might enjoy watching The Voice because you like the coaches and the concept and the performances but not be invested to the point of streaming music. I also think your point on not knowing the artists long enough on most of these shows is a good point and imo (aside from the fact that a lot of the acts are shitty) why Eurovision doesn’t launch that many careers. It might be fun to watch but people don’t necessarily have the time or energy to get invested. Which also brings me to the news cycle being so fickle as a whole because the other thing is these days even blowing up on TikTok and having a trending sound for half a second really doesn’t equate to longevity or people actually giving a fuck. There’s just too much content. And I guess there was always a risk of blowing up with one or two songs and not really having the support or the know how to make that into a career and not getting label support and even being sabotaged by the label as you said to make you keep touring and keep churning shit out but these days because content is so accessible, one or two songs people like doesn’t even necessarily equate to people going to watch live shows. It’s tricky. You also obviously can monetize your own original content in a way that’s MORE empowering for artists these days because you can own all your TikToks and YouTube videos and shit and get paid by those and do pretty well but that also makes labels I think even less likely to spend money on promoting you unless they’re confident in your brand and that’s… tough.

[hamburglarfreak]

blurggggg… watched ntbts today as you can probably tell from my reblogs. so damn good. i need a jay mccarol subliminal so i can look like him. made some tacos. applied to more jobs. at this point my job is applying for jobs. i should be getting paid for this.

[leyenarsinterests]

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OMG, OMG, OMG. Anything you write, but maybe Carol and Bones share the same quarters, but even so sometimes they don't see each for days and when they do it's never like they would expect?

Here you go, anon! Hope you enjoy, and, please, don’t pay attention to grammar or spelling (not my forte).

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Carol is exhausted when she enters their quarters (his, it is his, hers are two decks up, half the size and without the luxury of hot water). Her back and neck are sore after so many hours hunched over her lab station, tension and irritation making her cranky and grumpy (she shouldn’t be, he is the one supposed to be cranky and grumpy, even if he is not any of these things, really). They haven’t seen each other in days, and she is not counting that quick replicated meal shared in the mess hall (they were supposed to have the real stuff and nice bantering after their shifts and do all the couple-y things, but they serve on the Enterprise, where one should ask oneself what is the purpose of having a boyfriend if you do not rip the benefits). She is sleep deprived, food deprived and sex deprived (only one week, and she misses him in so many embarrassing ways). She wants to be anywhere else but there (it was what she had feared the most, the obligation to be with him when all she wants is to be miserable and alone). He has been busy, too, and a spaceship that big with only three surgeons is pathetic (he is a workaholic doctor who always puts his patients first, and she hates that she comes second, greater good be damned).

She stops when she realizes he is already there, asleep on bed (larger than hers, softer than hers, and it comes with him on top). She knows his day was that bad because he passed out in the same clothes he came from sickbay (he always waits for her when they are on the same shift and he never ever sleeps without scrubbing his skin raw under the sonic). He usually looks ten years younger when he sleeps, but now he appears to be ten years older, and she curses whoever got sick, injured or killed under his watch (he is only 33 but he carries the weight of the  decades and decades of everybody else’s life on his shoulders). Space is disease and danger wrapped in darkness and silence, never a dull day deep in the universe (sometimes when the ship pass a nebula, they lay for hours on deck nine, looking at dust formations and guessing the cloud shapes in the sea of colors against the black). Five years of this, five years of the same people, five years of metal walls, five years of sporadic shore leaves, exquisite new worlds, perils beyond their wildest dreams (only three years of him if it all works out, what with their late start and everything that may go wrong, that will go wrong, and she will not think about what will become of them when their mission is over).

She tosses her uniform on the floor, grabs one of his t-shirts and slips next to him, pulling the covers he didn’t bother to use over them both, one of her hands resting on his chest (thump, thump, thump, 45 and counting). He looks so tired, and she can’t refrain herself from brushing her fingers over his cheek (she will die before confessing what these dimples do to her when he smiles). She listens to his breathing until his eyes flutter open, but in the dim lights they are not hazel, but brown, all traces of green gone (they once talked about heterochromia, starting with genetics and recessive genes, passing through a debate over politics and ending with her secretly thinking that her smile and his eyes would make an unbeatable combo).

“Len”, she says (Bones for the Captain, Leonard for Spock, Uhura and Scotty, Lenny for Christine, Doctor, McCoy or Doctor McCoy for the rest of the fleet, but he is Len only for her).

“Darling”, he replies, his voice hoarse, and his arms pulling her towards him (it is ridiculous how much she adores the way he calls her ‘darling’, even if he calls half of the ship the same way).

“How was your day?” and she witnesses the tension melting away from his features (she wants to kiss him, and hold him, and love him, and see the joy on his face).

“Just got better”, he replies, struggling to keep his eyes open, and he is asleep again before she can say the same (what really she wants to tell him, though, is that she loves him, but she is scared that loving him will not be enough for her, and that he loving her back will not be enough for both of them).

Then he does that thing he always do where he is laying on his side but half rolls over her, using her body like an oversized pillow (one molded to another, fitting so well). He adjusts his chest just a little, and her head finds the right spot on the curve of his neck, even if he is crushing her just a little (he is heavy and solid and he is hers).

And she wouldn’t have it any other way (as long as he wants her).

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Tony mccaroll is bald now. Well I won’t say more but I think we can all name a Mancunian who isn’t