lord grant me the strength to accept the plot lines i cannot change
courage to continue to watch the show
and wisdom to remember i am not a member of the psychotic part of the fandom
I will fear no canon. For Thou art with me. Thy fanfic and thy meta, they comfort me
Forever and ever AO3
"The female that you call Number One has the superior mind…"
If you don’t know the story, the original pilot of Star Trek is about Christopher Pike, Captain of the Enterprise, and his First Officer, Number One. She was cool and collected, and was basically what Spock would become in the rewrite. NBC rejected the first pilot saying it was “too cerebral” and that audiences wouldn’t be on board for an alien (Spock) and a woman in such central roles. In the second pilot, Number One had been written out, Pike ended up in a wheelchair, and Majel Barrett had gone blonde to play Christine Chapel.
While you’re here, check out A Suitable Match by fringedweller, a Regency romance where Una has married the dashing Admiral Pike and her little sister Christine is being shoved into the marriage mart.
But no one answers…
Trust me, over a hundred tag wranglers are sitting on their hands, not answering with all their might. We’re not allowed to tell users how to tag directly on the site.
But hey, followers! You got a question about how to tag? I’m allowed to tell you my personal thoughts and experiences here (while not being official at all), and there are a whole bunch of wranglers hanging about on tumblr who would love to help you. So drop me an ask, or drop a question in the #ao3 tag. Or you can pop on over to the Tag FAQ on AO3 and see if that answers your question.
Ask her questions, because she is the smartest. Or ask me questions, because I know some stuff? But my ask box is always open to your needs.
I dyed my hair for the first time (well, a little bit of it), and ended up with purple drips all over the place. So I sponged them up. Except there were a couple of places that wouldn’t come off. And I was like, “Well, it’s not like I paid a deposit on this place.”
Then yesterday, I remembered. MAGIC ERASER! Took four day old hair-dye stains off my plastic toilet seat and wood parquet floors in under a minute.
I think of this quote all the time. And then I think of the Sense & Sensibility epilogue fanfic that I want to write and then I remember that Jess has a spare key to my apartment and will murder me in my sleep.