Game Changer & Make Some Noise
KIROKAZE
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@rawkfemme
Parenting is when you let your son use your discord account so that you can monitor it and he deletes all of your fandom servers, not realizing the years of conversations they contained. Voyager people, were any of our servers still active? I miss my friends.
I'm fed up with the outside world and would like to come home now. Home is Tumblr, BTW. Anyone still around?
Wow the planking meme is a decade old now isn’t it
I salute you, brave warriors of ages past. Also known as when I was in 8th grade.
You're not allowed to make me feel old stoooppp
I was not expecting the sudden whiplash back to my sophomore year of highschool but here we are
what an exciting time to be alive
There have been three responses to this.
People my age and older in denial about middle school and high school being a decade ago
People two to four years younger than me calling me old
People younger than that who weren’t on the internet yet feeling extremely confused
4. People so old that 10 years was the blink of an eye and we didn't know that planking wasn't still a thing.
WATCH: How to Make the World’s Smallest Cup of Coffee [video]
In case there was ever an anomaly that shrunk our beloved captain.
Wait, can you imagine little tiny janeway summoning up all her authority to still appear commanding, and the crew is just like awww you’re adorable?
Chakotay has to craft a pocket on his chest to carry her around.
Naomi crafts her a tiny doll bed.
Awwwwww, the cute is strong in this imagined episode.
And everyone has to kneel before her or lean down towards Chakotay’s breast pocket.
And Chakotay also builds her a ladder because she still insists on sitting in her Command Chair and everyone has to keep from grinning when they see their tiny Captain sitting in her huge chair, trying to cross her legs but since she’s so small she’s looking like she’s all relaxed, except for her crossed arms and her death glare.
And she’s entirely done with the whole situation.
Except for being in Chakotay’s little breast pocket, which is warm and cozy and she can feel and hear his heartbeat all the time!)
Also would this tiny doll bed happen to be on Chakotay’s nightstand, @rawkfemme? To keep her safe for instance?
It was on the nightstand, @emmikamikatze, but they moved it to the view port ledge after the combadge slapping incident. On the view port ledge she has a better view of the passing stars, and for the first time since she shrunk, she feels normal.
OMG THIS IS INSANELY CUTE.
(also also also - because I’m a flaming sap dork)
imagine her falling asleep in the pocket after a long aggravating day because warm, cozy and his heartbeat lulls her to sleep. and he has to figure out how to get her out of the pocket without disturbing her.
I got another question here: Does he brush her hair with a toothbrush? Or did the replicate her a tiny comb/ brush?
Does she use her flower teacup or a soup bowl as a bathtub?
Also (via @jhelenoftrek):
Oh God. You guys slay me. Can we add a nipple tweak in there whenever he gives an order she doesn’t like?
You’re absolutely getting the vibe here. OMG, what a wonderful idea. I can already see him wanting poke her (but not daring because he might just poke her butt and he may just die if THAT happens) 😂
I’m glad we’re working through all the Very Important fluff potential here but also. The action/A-Plot potential.
At the end of the episode, the whole crew is trapped/disabled/something by the Spacial Anomaly/Alien of the Week, and miniature!Janeway is the only one who can get to Engineering to ~send a technobabblemetric pulse~ through the ship to reverse the anomaly/defeat the alien tech. The set designers have a field day as Janeway has to run the equivalent of a mile through giant Jeffries tubes, then bodily slip into the workings of the ship, sliding over gel packs and twisting together wires with pure elbow grease and knowledge of the principles of leverage. Of course she succeeds at the last minute, and the technobabblemetric pulse conveniently puts her back to normal size as well, albeit burned and injured from her intro-control panel adventures. Cue sickbay drama.
Fantastic. Can we go to credits with J/C having dinner and over coffee he says something dirty about wishing he was in her jacket pocket?
I’m dying here.
also I second @rawkfemme to write this.
Honestly you guys are truly amazing!
But wait! We got the coffee thing down.. but what about food? Does she still fight with her replicator? Does she have a higher pitched voice and the computer doesn’t recognize her? Does she then climb in there and takes it apart looking insanely adorable but also fierce?!
I vote for the computer can’t hear her half the time because little tiny voice can’t project that far.
And because she has to yell all the time for anyone to hear her at all (or because people conveniently ignore her *coughTomPariscough*), her voice is all sore and even more throaty when she’s at full height again…
Can we do a scene where she says “screw it, this is still my ship and I’m going to the bridge without help,” then spend 10 minutes dodging boots in the corridor? The ship goes on Red Alert until they find her.
Tom almost gets demoted again because he can’t stop giggling when she gives him orders in her little squeaky voice.
The Adventures of Tiny-Janeway. <3
Like, how am I only just finding this GEM of a post now???
Reading this was like living the dream!
Please tell me someone is writing fic based on this (with permission of course)??? Also @rawkfemme the combadge incident had my heart in my mouth. I can just imagine Chakotay frantically calling the computer for the lights while freaking the frick out in absolute terror that he just smushed Kathryn to death into his nightstand… And her terrified face when the lights finally come up, frozen in place, inches from where his hand had just been.
Awww he’d feel so bad about it and be inconsolable, and she would end up trying to comfort him by hugging his thumb.
I CAN’T
IT’S TOO CUTE FOR WORDS
Well, my dear @quirkette100 , I'm glad to inform you that I wrote a fic to go with the post. Hopefully you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it.
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WATCH: How to Make the World’s Smallest Cup of Coffee [video]
In case there was ever an anomaly that shrunk our beloved captain.
Wait, can you imagine little tiny janeway summoning up all her authority to still appear commanding, and the crew is just like awww you’re adorable?
Chakotay has to craft a pocket on his chest to carry her around.
Naomi crafts her a tiny doll bed.
Awwwwww, the cute is strong in this imagined episode.
And everyone has to kneel before her or lean down towards Chakotay’s breast pocket.
And Chakotay also builds her a ladder because she still insists on sitting in her Command Chair and everyone has to keep from grinning when they see their tiny Captain sitting in her huge chair, trying to cross her legs but since she’s so small she’s looking like she’s all relaxed, except for her crossed arms and her death glare.
And she’s entirely done with the whole situation.
Except for being in Chakotay’s little breast pocket, which is warm and cozy and she can feel and hear his heartbeat all the time!)
Also would this tiny doll bed happen to be on Chakotay’s nightstand, @rawkfemme? To keep her safe for instance?
It was on the nightstand, @emmikamikatze, but they moved it to the view port ledge after the combadge slapping incident. On the view port ledge she has a better view of the passing stars, and for the first time since she shrunk, she feels normal.
OMG THIS IS INSANELY CUTE.
(also also also - because I’m a flaming sap dork)
imagine her falling asleep in the pocket after a long aggravating day because warm, cozy and his heartbeat lulls her to sleep. and he has to figure out how to get her out of the pocket without disturbing her.
I got another question here: Does he brush her hair with a toothbrush? Or did the replicate her a tiny comb/ brush?
Does she use her flower teacup or a soup bowl as a bathtub?
Also (via @jhelenoftrek):
Oh God. You guys slay me. Can we add a nipple tweak in there whenever he gives an order she doesn’t like?
You’re absolutely getting the vibe here. OMG, what a wonderful idea. I can already see him wanting poke her (but not daring because he might just poke her butt and he may just die if THAT happens) 😂
I’m glad we’re working through all the Very Important fluff potential here but also. The action/A-Plot potential.
At the end of the episode, the whole crew is trapped/disabled/something by the Spacial Anomaly/Alien of the Week, and miniature!Janeway is the only one who can get to Engineering to ~send a technobabblemetric pulse~ through the ship to reverse the anomaly/defeat the alien tech. The set designers have a field day as Janeway has to run the equivalent of a mile through giant Jeffries tubes, then bodily slip into the workings of the ship, sliding over gel packs and twisting together wires with pure elbow grease and knowledge of the principles of leverage. Of course she succeeds at the last minute, and the technobabblemetric pulse conveniently puts her back to normal size as well, albeit burned and injured from her intro-control panel adventures. Cue sickbay drama.
Fantastic. Can we go to credits with J/C having dinner and over coffee he says something dirty about wishing he was in her jacket pocket?
I’m dying here.
also I second @rawkfemme to write this.
Honestly you guys are truly amazing!
But wait! We got the coffee thing down.. but what about food? Does she still fight with her replicator? Does she have a higher pitched voice and the computer doesn’t recognize her? Does she then climb in there and takes it apart looking insanely adorable but also fierce?!
OMG, I thought about her higher pitched voice as well, you genius!
Can you imagine she’s in the replicator and someone comes in (prob. Chuckles) and tries to order something, but it doesn’t work obviously and she throws something down with an annoyed groan and the person just squints and goes all “Captain?”
Also, @cheile and I have some more to add:
(hope this is big enough to read)
posting this for an idea of what the little flower dress she’s subjected to will look like (these are my action figures, for the curious).
The hairdo conveniently gives us a timeframe around season 3, right?
Guys…
Can someone…
Make it so? ☺️
I would read this, review it, and pass it on like a piece of fandom lore to the next generation.
I am in love!!
A Tiny Thing That Turned Huge
You know what, if Tiny Janeway is my legacy in this fandom, I’m totally OK with that. It’s so fun and creative and my friends are awesome.
You've been hits as a screenwriter for Voyager. Your job is to finally resolve the J/C relationship. What do you do?
I’m going to play this as it I’m writing a movie now, instead of redoing what’s already aired.
So in my head, Janeway and Chakotay have been in each other’s orbit for the 16 years since Voyager returned to Earth.
Chakotay worked for starfleet first as a professor because it’s what he knew and could get back into the fastest, but then he grew restless and took a research posting as a field anthropologist. When the years started to catch up, and it wasn’t as easy on his body to hop in and out of dig sites, he took a diplomatic posting as an ambassador to world’s seeking entrance to the federation. He and Seven broke up shortly after their return to Earth, and he dated some, but he never found himself in a long term relationship.
Kathryn was selected to head up a joint commission investigating and researching biological and medical advances in the Delta and Gamma quadrants. Her second in command was Dr. Beverly Crusher. Their work took the from place to place, but Kathryn had learned to make her personal life a priority. When Owen Paris introduced her to an architect that he recommended for the modernization of the Indiana farm house, Kathryn found herself smitten. The couple were married and had a daughter, whom they named Stella.
When her husband died in a construction accident, Kathryn loaded Stella onto her ship and flew headlong into her work, and single motherhood. Luckily, Beverly was with her and was able to advise her and help Kathryn thru the dark patches.
When a medical emergency arose on Eihpos Prime, an world in the process of joining the Federation, Kathryn and Beverly were sent to help. Little did Kathryn know that Chakotay was already there, assisting in any way he could.
When Stella, then age 6, came down with the illness affecting the locals, Kathryn was distraught, but stoic. She pushed on, despite Beverly having to put her daughter in stasis to prevent nerve damage.
Test after test came back inconclusive. More and more people were being infected, and there was no hope in sight.
After a round of routine blood tests on the uninfected, Beverly noticed an antigen in Kathryn’s blood that she wasn’t familiar with. Tests and research proved that the antigen would be an effective treatment! Finally! The replicators are put into overtime making hyposprays, and the treatment is administered to the sick, and a vaccine is created for the healthy. All are well.
All, except Stella.
Her mother’s antigen isn’t effective for her, due to a conflicting RH type from when Kathryn was pregnant with Stella. The one person Kathryn wants the most to save, she can’t.
The darkness starts to set in and for a time, Kathryn welcomes it familiarity. But a comment Beverly makes as she brings her friend and captain the daily reports causes Kathryn to pause.
“Who would have thought that a tiny insect across the universe would end up leading to a cure for this disease?”
Insect, illness, antigen, New Earth, Chakotay!
Chakotay has been on the other hemisphere, assisting in the relief efforts, but has kept apprised of Stella’ condition. He only sees the girl a few times a year, but the precocious child had won his affection. He wanted to always keep an eye on her, as she’d lost her father at such a young age.
When Kathryn showed up at his door in the middle of the night, looking exhausted and asking for his help, there was no way he could say no.
Kathryn was right. The antigen on Chakotay’s blood would be as effective as hers, but would be accepted by her daughter’s tiny and frail system. The hypo was made and administered, and all they could do was wait.
Kathryn sat at Stella’ bedside, her weary head resting on the mattress . Chakotay came on, bringing her coffee and company. As Kathryn raised her head, she felt Stella’s leg move. She was awake.
“Uncle Chakotay, that better not have any cream, or Mommy will make you get another.”
Smiles and laughter abounded, and remained as Stella recovered. Chakotay stayed near, claiming he wanted to stay available in case mote of his blood was needed, but really, the time spent with Kathryn and Stella reminded him what he was missing; family, connection, and mostly her - Kathryn. He’d loved her for years, but had let the fire dwindle to an ember, but know he was reignited. Her energy and devotion and humor all made him fall in love with her again.
As her daughter grew stronger, Kathryn he’d to spend less and less time at her side. Starfleet jad asked Kathryn and Beverly to remain on the planet for a while to ensure the crisis was over and assist in the finalization of the Federation membership. Chakotay had been her rock, and was now her guide. He showed her the planet and it’s beauty. They toured schools, farms, cities, and towns. Working so closely together was comfortable and familiar. She remembered back to say happy tome they had shared, and how deeply she had loved him. But her duty had prevented anything from developing, then his relationships and hers had come along, and the past was left in the past.
One night after she had tucked Stella in, Chakotay appeared in Kathryn’s door, bearing a bottle of cider and a dimpled grin. He came in and she placed his hand on his chest.
“Before we open that bottle, and before I tell you how I felt about you the last time I had Antarian cider, I need to know…are you with me?”
“Always.”
For some reason my J/C ST:VOY fic " Thumbellina" is getting more more views, kudos, and comments (yay!) in recent days and I just want to thank whoever it was for circulating it. I'll have to go back and find the original posts about its creation and its fan art. It was super fun to write and a joyful expression of the collaborative nature of fandom. It is one of my favorites that I've written.
Waking up to new kudos and comments on this story has made 2021 a banner year for me.
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Your Star Trek alien name is the first consonant in your first name, an apostrophe, and any portion of your middle name that begins with a consonant and doesn’t have more than two syllables.
…I could be K’Ren. Gonna ask for the manager of the galaxy.
K'Christ…huh
S'gay
J’Marc
My middle name is MC…… what do i do….
I don’t have a middle name HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO BECOME AN ALIEN 🥺
L'nn
SHE IS BACK AND I NEED TIME TO PROCESS IT. Just know I’m not OK!!!
She is BACK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
My heart has so much hope, but my brain is jaded. Pls pls pls don't ruin my fave/bae/fictional wife, Powers That Be.
[Tilley, from discovery, looks like she could be janeway’s daughter.]
Or… great, great, great? grandmother? I’d go with that in a fucking heartbeat. (Though I do dig a good temporal anomaly that would make Tilly her daughter, hm…)
Who. Is. The. Father!?!?!?!!!
(Would you stop giving me fic prompts)
Joe Carey. Duh.
I hate you so much right now.
Obviously Joe Carey. Look at her hair.
STOP TRYING TO MAKE CAREWAY HAPPEN. IT’S NOT GOING TO HAPPEN.
Oh its happening.
Neither one of them intended it, but Irish blood and whiskey…She only just found out that she was pregnant. That why this
is so poignant and why this
was allowed by Kathryn to happen, perhaps even unconsciously encouraged (sobs onto tumblr app).
It’s also why Kathryn took the desk job at HQ, so her daughter could be near her half siblings.
But drama follows and something something temporary anomaly branson? a very young Sylvia Josephine Janeway is swept back in time hundreds of years and adopted by the Tilly family. She knows in her soul that she doesn’t belong and has to make captain to have the clearance and access to the technology to try and get her thrown forward to a mystery that is calling her name and feels like home.
Yep. Give me all the angst, but Kathryn is an amazing mom. She never gives up.
I have feelings.
YES!!!!!!
I didn’t say I love feeling feelings.
We already know Tilly was adopted. It’s all falling into place. You can’t stop it!
Lalala I can’t heeeeear yoooooou
Sane people: Tilly is clearly Janeway’s ancestor
Voyager fandom: Tilly is the long-lost-time-traveled daughter of Janeway and Carey’s drunken one night stand.
Me: *Google search* Red hair is recessive, which means a person may have brown hair, and carry the “red gene” without expressing the hair color. Chakotay can still be the father!! 🤪
Lmao! We all know Admiral Paris used to rock
the red hair 👨🦰
Y'all need Kahless
THANK YOU HOLY WATER AYALA
I was led to believe this was going to become a fic one day. It’s been over a year and I’m still waiting…
It’s about 12.7% written… Does that count?
Wait someone continue @rawkfemme fic cuz I’d read the hell out of that.
If I had half a brain cell anymore I'd attempt it.
My kinda captain
Star Trek magazine #35 Jan. 1998
But...
Those arms dont just...happen.
Unless it's from all the sapphic hearts she's been carrying around.
It's so beautiful
Reblog if you're not straight
Note: Asexuals and aromantics count as “not straight”
*smashes the reblog button*
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Day 22: smutty J/C fanfiction
An other smutty story with made me watch the episode Resoltions again for a specific detail.
Explicit rating, story by Cheile and Katesfire: Through the steamy glass door.
Author's note: This started out in the midst of a conversation in the Fic Smut Club chatroom in which we started debating just what is behind that see through glass door in the New Earth shelter??
Written by a dear friend of mine, whom I have had the pleasure of writing with myself.
Guys.
I'm done with my masters.
My novella is complete.
@caladeniablue was an amazingly insightful beta.
I'm hoping to expand it into a novel since I feel that there is a lot of additional growth I can give my three main characters.
I was able to parlay a lot of experience and inspiration from writing fan fiction into my thesis novella, and so I have all of you to thank for it.
If anyone is interested in seeing the trailer that I made for it, the link is below. The beginning is me speaking about the peice and the end is the minute long cinematic.
Thanks Tumblr, Discord, Fandom, and friends. 💗💗🖊📝📖💻
Heres the talk and trailer. Tumblr doesnt like to do links and gifs in the same post apparently.
Guys.
I'm done with my masters.
My novella is complete.
@caladeniablue was an amazingly insightful beta.
I'm hoping to expand it into a novel since I feel that there is a lot of additional growth I can give my three main characters.
I was able to parlay a lot of experience and inspiration from writing fan fiction into my thesis novella, and so I have all of you to thank for it.
If anyone is interested in seeing the trailer that I made for it, the link is below. The beginning is me speaking about the peice and the end is the minute long cinematic.
Thanks Tumblr, Discord, Fandom, and friends. 💗💗🖊📝📖💻
