Woah Anna’s gotten fat! What was it, dragon steak? Southern Fried Troll?
Woah Anna’s gotten fat! What was it, dragon steak? Southern Fried Troll?
I’m really worried because of the upcoming Avatar series because of the wasted potential that was TLOK
I really respect Bryke for coming up with Atla but I think they are better at creating a fictional world instead of actually writing episodes and storylines. In Atla they had a lot of talented writers, that knew how to write an interesting storyline. In the Atla Comics and tlok Bryke had more input into the storyline which is why the comics often fall flat and Legend of Korra disappointed a lot of fans with high expectations. I know that Bryke and a lot of Tlok fans say it was Nickelodeon’s fault but it wasn’t.
I’m going to name a few things that bothered me about Tlok that were mistakes by Bryke and not Nickelodeon:￼
- Korras Tream Avatar
Korras Team always had the same problem. They all don’t have any goals, dream values or aspirations. I think it’s really weird that Mako, Asami and Bolin lived their whole live in a big city and don’t have any friends. Imagine how cool it would have been if Mako and Bolin had street friends or even friends from and orphanage to actually show what the life is like living on the streets compared to her sheltered live. Imagine if we had seen the drastic contrast to Asamis rich life with shallow friends. I always imagine what their storylines could have been.
If Bryke removed Pro bending and gave Korras team Avatar friends and a back story I would have been much more invested in their characters.
Asami had almost no emotions. The only time she actually had emotions was when she felt sorry for Korra and not even for herself which is really weird. In season one she had no reason to join the team Avatar. If I summarize the relationship she had with the team was everybody besides Bolin lied to her and cheated on her. It’s not realistic for her to join them especially because she had a great relationship with her father. It would have been better if she joined her father and turned away from him after he went to far and then join the team after they build up a heathy relationship.
Korras team Avatar didn’t really seem like friends. They behaved like work colleagues that have to put up with each other. Every single character is replaceable and it wouldn’t make a difference to the story. If you replaced mako with jinora the story would still be the same. The same goes if you replace Bolin and Asami with any character from Tlok it wouldn’t change the story. If you compare this to the gaang you would notice that they would have been dead if any character was missing. They needed each other. Every single character had their purpose. In Tlok it wouldn’t make a difference if Korra had a completely other team.￼
- Bryke doing too much
Sometimes less is more. Bending is such a cool unique power system which was nowhere to be found in any other storytelling form besides Shounen Anime’s like Naruto, One Piece and HxH. It’s really understandable and relatable to the real world. There was no need for laser shooting and sky beams like every other Marvel or DC movie we’ve seen it already dozens of times. And there was no need for giant robots like dozens of mecha anime. If I wanted to see that I would watch that instead of something which takes place in the world of Avatar.
- Tlok really needed younger writers
I thought it was weird that Bryke thought in season one that the biggest problem in a girls live who’s literally the Avatar would be “how do I get the guy that I just met a few days ago even though he has a girlfriend”. The whole plot line with homewrecking someone ok as long as you think you fit better with the person and the talk with pema seemed more like one of the writers got through a divorce and added that to the story to feel better about replacing his wife with someone who’s 20 years younger. Like who in their right mind would think getting the characters in relationships before they even spend time together and got to know each other was a good idea. It seemed really shallow that’s it. If they really thought that this is what teenagers wanted to see they were definitely wrong.
- Unnecessary plot lines that didn’t help the plot
Pro bending was used in the first season after that they never mentioned it again. They wasted 5 episodes on something that could have been replaced with establishing the characters and republic city more. Avatar Wan was unnecessary. I know a lot of people wanted to know how the first Avatar came about but tbh that was a bad idea and only pissed a lid of people of because it was contradicting. A whole episode on learning metal bending. Bryke literally just did it to call her the first metal bending avatar. It didn’t help Korra. She didn’t need it. There was no reason for it. Those aren’t the only examples but to get to the point sometimes it looked like Bryke had no idea what they were doing. They started a storyline mid season they changed their mind and did something completely different which made zero sense. Especially in season one and two.
- Too much focus on the original team Avatar
I think they probably did it because of fan service but they completely forgot about the established new team avatar and kept focusing on the old team avatar and their kids. How come tenzin and Lin have more character development then Korras whole team avatar together. This show was targeted at teenagers but kept focusing on 40 year olds and their daddy and mommy issues.
Tbh Before I watched Tlok I liked it a lot more because the fandom gave the characters what they deserved and what Bryke didn’t give them. I went in with such high expectations and I was really disappointed because the fans made it look much better then it actually was.
I really hope Bryke will hire a lot of talented writers to make the next series better. And I also hope that the comics aren’t all cannon. Especially the ones with Zuko and Azula in it. The fans wanted their relationship fixed and not a Scar/Mufassa moment.
So about what I said about avoiding The Angst last time… well I guess I’m a proper fanfic author now. Whoops. It’s finally time to do the Time Warp (for the first and last time) and Burnham can’t run away from confronting Tilly forever! This wraps up this story (gasp!)
unless I go mad and try to adapt that mess of a third season.
Concentration writ plainly on her face, Michael Burnham listened intently to her mother’s instructions. She had seen this recording dozens of times, of course, but beyond just memorizing it she had to understand. For one, the enemy fleet could appear at any moment. More importantly, the time suit would help her guide the Discovery into the future and out of reach of the omnicidal Control forever, but it would be a one-way trip. As such there was no opportunity for a test run.
Standing in the middle of her quarters, she was in fact not even wearing the special undersuit designed to be used with the time suit. It was hardly comfortable to wear, which was her excuse not to. Wearing only her underwear she felt… unrestrained. Even if the sports bra dug deeply enough to form plump rolls on her back and her short bottoms hugged the underside of a rotund potbelly.
With a weary sigh, Burnham closed the recording and stepped over to her desk. Sitting down heavily she brought back the projection, leaned back and continued to watch.
Deep down there was the greater worry that she could no longer fit into the suit. And as long as she didn’t try it on she would not be confronted by that terrible scenario. The possibility clawed at the back of her mind, however – even as she tried to concentrate on her mother explaining how to operate the time suit. Moving on its own, her hand explored the generous curve of her plump side as if to assess the danger.
Even after all this time she hadn’t really gotten to grips with her greater size, making it all but impossible to judge if she had lost or gained weight. Thinking about it, she was fairly certain she was in the clear. She realized Tilly had been rather stingy with the treats lately, which probably helped.
As Michael mused about this, her autonomous hand wandered over to an opened bag of chocolate fudge sitting on the desk. Retrieving a couple she idly popped them into her mouth. Her cravings ignited, more would follow in increasingly rapid succession. To think that only a few months ago only a handful would probably have made her sick. Now she could hardly get enough – and she enjoyed every little bite of it.
Part of her even considered taking a trip to the mess hall, but the work at hand was too important. I don’t think I can ask for take-away delivery either, she thought wryly, just before the door chime heralded a visitor. Michael sat up in her chair and for a moment she wondered if she actually had ordered food – on a combat-ready Federation starship.
The door quickly slid open on its own accord, confirming that it had to be her roommate and indeed not a food delivery. Reflexively turning her chair around, Michael realized she had remained seated only once Tilly stepped inside. Suddenly very aware of her laid-back posture she now felt a lot fatter than she had a moment ago.
Tilly did not seem to notice. She strode into the middle of the room, her face a quivering mask once she finally spoke: “So… what? You’re leaving forever without as much as a goodbye?”
I should have told her, a voice in Burnham’s head whispered and she felt her heart break. Which was why she had not told Tilly in the first place.
“I didn’t want to… ruin things,” Michael pleaded weakly and heaved herself to her feet. She stopped about a belly-length and a half away, unable to come any closer.
Tilly had clearly anticipated this exact response and could only react with a half-chuckled scoff. Her weak smile hardly hid her exasperation: “And you thought I wouldn’t notice? I know I’m not the best with this kind of stuff, but… Michael, you’ve been acting really weird lately! I didn’t know what to believe. At first I thought it was about… you know…” Tilly glanced down at Michael’s midsection.
True to form it took a moment for Burnham to catch even this unsubtle hint. “That’s… why you’ve been stealing my food?”
“I dunno, I guess I thought…” Tilly exhaled and looked away, trying to make sense of everything. “You used to be smaller than me and suddenly that’s changed and I didn’t want that to drive us apart. So maybe you’d feel more comfortable if I also…”
The redhead paused and tugged at her slightly tighter shirt.
Mouthing silently, a desperate plea was written on Michael’s face while she tried to find the right words. She took a step closer and felt her bare belly brush against Tilly’s uniform. “Tilly… if anything, being around you makes me feel better about, well…” Michael tilted her head with a wistful little smile. “…everything.”
Opposite her, Tilly visibly fought the urge to just hug Burnham tightly. It was almost as if she recoiled, lest she gave in to her natural instinct of immediately forgiving it all.
“But you didn’t think I deserved to know you’re gonna disappear forever?” Saying it out loud clearly gave Tilly her resolve back. “That the crew didn’t deserve to know? After all we’ve been through they’re not just ‘colleagues’, exactly.”
“And that’s why I couldn’t say anything. I think of you all not as crew members but as friends. If I said goodbye that would…”
Yet again, Burnham was lost for words, but Tilly was quick to pick up the conversation: “All of us?”
Michael met the pointed look with one of confusion. “Is this about Philippa?” she ventured warily.
At first Tilly rolled her eyes but could hardly keep herself from laughing through the tears. “God and my mom says I’m oblivious…” Her voice, however, was raw. “Please, don’t tell me that’s really all I am to you.”
“Tilly…” Michael put her hands on the taller woman’s shoulders and was finally forced to look her straight in the eyes. There was no denying no one aboard this ship was closer to her than Tilly. After she returned to Discovery, Tilly was the one who made her feel better about herself. And the one who supported her in bettering herself.
She was the one with whom Michael had shared everything. Until now. And only now that she had shut herself off from it did Michael realize it was Tilly’s love that had kept her going. Through doubt and weakness – real or imagined.
The Federation loved Burnham as the hero of the Klingon Wars. The Emperor loved Burnham as the daughter she had lost. Tilly loved her for her. But after all that she had lost, Michael had refused to see it.
“I’m sorry,” Michael said and hugged herself close to Tilly. “I’m sorry I couldn’t be honest with myself. And with you.”
Tilly immediately returned the favour, with none of their earlier awkwardness lingering in her embrace. “Hey, I know what it’s like to not want to get hurt again. That’s why I didn’t want to push you…”
Michael drew back, arms around Tilly’s neck to pull her down – enough to rest her forehead against hers. “Maybe you should have,” she smiled through the tears.
Tilly chuckled awkwardly. “I would never know what the heck to say.”
“That makes two of us,” came Michael’s self-deprecating reply.
The two of them stared at each other for a small eternity; Michael’s arms around Tilly’s neck, Tilly’s hands on Michael’s soft lovehandles. And then, as if obeying some cosmic law, their lips met.
It was a sting of guilt that finally made Burnham break off. Resting her head against the taller woman’s shoulder she sighed. “I wish I had known what we had before I had to go.”
“Then let’s figure it out together,” Tilly said softly and hugged Michael closer. “Because I’m coming with you. We all are.”
Burnham looked up at her with desperation in her eyes. “I can’t make you do that. Once you go through that portal there’s no coming back.”
Tilly just smiled, calm and reassuring. “Good thing it’s not up to you, then. Everyone’s made up their mind and are waiting down the hall.”
Once again Michael was utterly lost for words, but this time it didn’t matter. The gratitude in her eyes said all there was to say.
“Alright let’s go meet them and get you suited up. The future is waiting for us.”
Well then, with Dicovery done for the moment I guess this will go back to being a kink blog again for a while 😂
Star Trek Discovery Final (spoilers)
Everyone looks so happy about Discovery final, but the ending just don’t work for me. I don’t know how explain it, but all the plot with Saru as a bad captain looks so forced. As if they specifically stress on his mistakes ‘look, he is loosing his objectivness he is a bad captain’, and Philippa points out that Michael can be a great captain. Guys, it’s pretty obvious what you try to say to your audience, please, no need to be this straightforward.
For me it would be nice if they turn the plot on the other way, if they give Saru a chance to prove that he can be good captain. Because you know no one born as a perfect leader - people become ones.
To be clear I do not mind Michael as a captain, I just think it would work better to made her a captain at the begining of season (if they want her as a leader) than create this weird dinamic. I mean yes at that moment have had Saru as a captain felt more legit, but it makes me sad that they made this move only for ruining it in the end.
Like I would be perfectly fine if Michael became a captain at this moment and Saru continue to be a Number one, but nope.
Discovery keeps doing this thing where they have to “justify” upcoming events through pathos. Saru could have plenty of reason to step down without making him look bad, but we have to feel that he should be replaced? Like… why not focus on the fact that he didn’t feel ready to take command and that it’s a relief to be able to step down for a while?
And like all setup in this season it only happens shortly before it’s necessary for the plot. Philippa getting yeeted off the show? Now she’s sympathetic. Vance about to agree with Burnham? Now he’s suddenly cool, not obstructionist and arrogant. Saru getting replaced as captain? Sure he’s been stiff and by-the-book all season but now he’s acting recklessly.
On a related note, it’s funny how Burnham is portrayed as a brave maverick for going rogue for personal reasons. When Saru goes slightly off-script he’s “not objective enough”. Maybe that’s supposed to be a comment on double-standards by reversing the genders tho. In which case, bravo ;)
Bryce: The Viridian won’t just let us go.
Burnham: Bro, we’ve technobabbled our way out of far worse situations than this one. Watch me.
Hope I'm not beating the dead horse, but I always wondered, did Lila ever get bigger than the sirens? It started feeling like she did towards the end. And how big was that? It felt like they had to be 250-300 kilos each, but I was still curious.
No worries. It’s very humbling to still get questions about that series. Off the top of my head I think Lila was close to catching up, but she was probably a bit more mobile than the biggest two. If I remember correctly, the sirens were eating less than before so that probably helps Lila catch up.
What the heck… heck… hell? I’m KOed for a week and they release a good ep of Discovery?? Still feels completely disjointed from the rest of the show, but I’ll take it.
Out of all of your stories who is your favorite character to write for?
Oh that’s a great and terrifying question. Lately I’ve been doing a lot of fan fiction, but I’ll stick to “my” characters for this one. It’s still impossible to pick just one, but one example is the minor character Aina in the Kween saga. She’s not a powerful antagonist, nor an evil one, but still a great foil to the main characters. I feel like I found her “voice”, which was fun.
So we sent everyone a thousand years into the future, but we don’t have time to dwell on the implications of that because we need to set Michael up with a new love interest.
…whomst she spends a whole year with off-screen, but we don’t have time for that because we need to see how the Federation has changed and the tensions that result from that.
…tensions that we don’t have time to resolve, so it’s just okay now. Cause we’re doing space nazis again! How? Doesn’t matter, here’s CSI Stanley Baldwin with a door.
I look forward to the mirror universe plot getting wrapped up within ten minutes of the next episode and quickly moving on to another world-shattering event that goes nowhere.
(but we get to see Landry again so I’ll allow it)
I guess I have no choice but to use this line in my fic now, hah!
Honestly I’m blacklisting Michael x Tilly after this episode. I used to ship it so much but now? I don’t want to see Tilly anywhere near Michael if she’s that much of a fake friend after everything Michael’s done for her.
yeah i am feeling very betrayed by tilly’s part in this episode. just LOVE how they’re supposed to be best friends and tilly takes immediate opportunity to leave michael to the wolves like what the fuuuuck why does michael have NO ONE in her corner on this crew
are you guys aware that stories about characters who are always happy are just.. not interesting?
the thing that you need to understand here is that stories like star trek discovery have a very definite relationship with compassion and character torture. when we have to see tilly and saru refer to michael as everything short of a bad apple, that mistrust does not exist in a vacuum. the thing is that we have seen nearly everyone caring for one another and supporting one another, and we have seen no one (aside from georgiou’s brand of devilmaycare love, and of course book) provide any sort of reciprocation for michael. this story constantly asks her to shoulder the responsibilities and emotional labor of its white and nonblack characters, and furthermore, it constantly depicts michael’s suffering so intensely that it martyrizes her within and without the narrative. michael’s “unhappiness” in discovery is not interesting. it’s voyeuristic and propagates harmful stereotypes. there is a way to challenge michael without demeaning her or making her a martyr, and discovery has literally never understood how to subvert that binary.
Oh yes give us that swelling orchestral score for the magnificent culmination of the relationship of someone who’ve shared about ten minutes of screentime. The “Will they or Will they definitely” of the ages. Goddamnit Disco, I want to like you but can you for once in your season earn your emotional moments and not just let Russo carry everything?
It’s hardly the first time they’ve done this, but if Michael is still supposed to be the main character and this is supposed to be the big pairing for the season… the LEAST you could do is give us an episode about Michael’s gap year. And no, Book and Burnham’s twee callbacks don’t count. Just… anything to build up their relationship.
Now, I don’t think Michael needs a love interest at all at this point, but that’s neither here nor there. All I ask is for them to tell a story and not just go for the big band-aid marked “Jeff Russo” every time.
Nearly veered into angst territory here, but I think I managed to keep this trainwreck mostly on the fluff rails. Michael has to come to terms with possibly leaving everyone behind. That makes it hard to enjoy just hanging around with Tilly. Even if Tilly brought snacks.
There was a film playing, projected above the bed, but neither of them were paying much attention to it anymore. Some biopic around the time of early interstellar travel, purportedly “based on real events”. It hardly mattered.
By all accounts Burnham should have been on cloud nine, with one arm around Tilly and the other around a bowl of marshmallows. Both fluffy and way too sweet, yet somehow irresistible to her. It was hardly logical, but the universe had stopped making sense a long time ago.
For her part, Tilly was busy snuggling up to Michael’s side, curling up slightly to rest her head on Michael’s shoulder. The way Tilly’s arm hugged her waist made Burnham extra conscious of her unfamiliar girth, but at the same time having the taller girl so close made her feel less… large.
This evening the redhead’s presence wasn’t enough to soothe Michael’s mind, however. The meeting in the captain’s office earlier that day had come with a crushing revelation. She had made her decision in a heartbeat, but the ramifications of that decision were taking a lot longer to process.
Everything was falling into place for their final, desperate attempt to thwart Control’s single-minded pursuit of Discovery and the invaluable data the ship held. The time suit was almost ready. Likewise the crystal that would empower it. And therein lay the problem. According to Queen Po’s most recent calculations the massive amounts of energy required to power the time crystal would be more than the crystal could bear. Burnham could use the suit to guide Discovery into the future, out of Control’s grasp forever… but it would be a one-way trip.
Burnham did not hesitate for a moment. The fate of all life hang in the balance, after all. But for all her bravery she had been unable to muster the courage to tell Tilly.
On Michael’s shoulder, Tilly made a happy little noise as she stirred. Reaching for the snacks she pulled out a marshmallow and let it swoop towards Michael’s lips.
Lost in thought as she was, Burnham still opened her mouth on pure instinct – only to be baffled out of her brooding when Tilly snatched back the treat and popped it into her own mouth.
Brought back to reality, Michael gave the mischievous redhead a quizzical look.
A sly look appeared on Tilly’s face as she chewed, but she feigned innocence when she explained herself: “Don’t you appreciate the sacrifice I’m making?”
“Someone’s gotta eat ‘em,” Tilly shrugged and went for another. Smiling affectionately, she rubbed Michael’s belly. “I won’t be held responsible if your time suit doesn’t fit!”
“Ah… about that…” Burnham paused. Faltered.
As the silence grew longer, Tilly grew more confused. “About what?”
The moment loomed large in Burnham’s mind. She stared at Tilly’s earnest face. She had been so happy, just cuddled up here. There was no way Burnham could break her heart by telling her. Not now.
“About that… you see…!” She did her best to try and ease herself into feigned nonchalance. “You see, I have this cruel personal trainer taking care of that.”
“Cruel are they?”
Burnham could feel herself relaxing slightly, comforted by Tilly’s playing along. “Just terrible! Running me ragged. And the worst thing is, she’s so cute I can’t even tell her 'no’! So…” She held up a marshmallow between them. “…I think I deserve this.”
Tilly propped herself up on her free hand and watched in silence as Michael chewed defiantly. Then, with a philosophical look on her face, she rubbed Michael’s stomach as she mused: “You’re right. We can’t have you waste away and end up rattling around in that time suit. The exoskeleton has already been cast, after all.”
In her mind Burnham cursed Tilly for presenting her with another opportunity to come clean about her plans. But she could not bring herself to ruin this perfect little moment.
“Right…” she mumbled, unable to completely keep hesitation out of her voice. “Exactly.”
The subsequent silence was made somewhat awkward by that sombre tone. Acting quickly, Burnham did her best to mitigate it by opening her mouth, with theatrical anticipation.
“Oh alright,” Tilly teased and reached over to pick up another treat. For a moment she gave the marshmallow a thoughtful look, before popping it into Michael’s mouth and smirking: “I guess your 'personal trainer’ is just gonna have to go extra hard on you tomorrow then, huh?”
Mouth full of fluffy sugar, Michael just gave the redhead a silent look of utter betrayal.
“What do you say…” Tilly mused, pretending to ignore her plight in favour of studying a fresh marshmallow. Turning her attention back to Michael once she was done chewing, the smile on Tilly’s face was particularly impish. “…one minute on the treadmill per marshmallow?”
It wasn’t as if Michael could say no to Tilly at the best of times – as evidenced by her stout midsection. And right now those sweet treats seemed the only thing able to ward off the guilt. Even if she had to spend all of tomorrow on that damn treadmill.
Tilly fed Michael gingerly, then looked away and bit her lower lip. Easing herself up slightly, she made to turn closer towards her companion. As if sensing something in Burnham’s eyes, Tilly hesitated. For lack of anything better to do, the redhead gave Michael’s belly a quick pat to try and defuse the awkward silence.
“Two minutes,” Tilly smiled as she went for another marshmallow, relieved to finally find something to say.
“I’m so lucky to have a maths genius like you around,” Burnham retorted and accepted the treat.
Halfway leaning over Michael, Tilly just chuckled. “Shut up or I’ll make it double.”
“Surely that’s too easy to calculate. At least make it the square root or something. Challenge yourself.”
Tilly clearly did her best not to roll her eyes. “Is that really your best attempt to trick me into taking it easy on you?”
“I’m trying to appeal to your pride,” Michael said playfully before biting into the next treat.
“I’m not Stamets. That won’t work on me.” Reaching towards the snack bowl as she spoke, Tilly’s bosom pushed against Michael’s chest. She found herself surprised how little distance there was between them.
“Then… what would?” Burnham nearly gasped. The sudden shortness of breath surprised her. The redhead wasn’t weighing that heavily on her, was she…?
“W-well there might be something…” Even more flustered than usual, Tilly busied herself rearranging the marshmallows in the bowl. A quick glance at Burnham’s expression seemed to change her mind. “Uh… no, it’s nothing. Forget I said anything.”
As if seeking comfort and stability, Tilly laid back down. Resting her head on Michael’s shoulder, she found it.
“What’s wrong?” Michael craned her neck to try and look Tilly in the eye. With the taller woman almost on top of her, arm around her waist, there was little she could do about it.
“Nothing.” Despite the curtness of her reply, a thoughtful pause was followed by a happy sigh. Soothed by Michael’s soft, comforting presence, the redhead sounded like she was falling asleep when she muttered: “Nothing’s wrong…”
Unsure of what to do Burnham put her arm around the dozing ensign. It took her a moment to realize she was gently stroking Tilly’s back. She could feel the redhead relax at her touch, snuggling closer as she drifted off to sleep.
I should tell her, Burnham scolded herself, but conveniently decided she could not wake Tilly. Instead she continued her soothing caresses. It was the least she could do.
Discovery S1: “We’re confident about doing our own thing in the Star Trek universe and don’t feel compelled to rely on previous iterations of the franchise.”
Discovery S2: “We feel a little compelled to rely on previous iterations of the franchise.”
Discovery S3: “Set phasers to ‘goof’”