Her core structures were much the same, her eyes were still blue and the shapes of the plating along her face identical to what Michael remembered. The colors, though, were different–black, charcoal, white and gold. The white threading of her uniform moved almost seamlessly into the synthetics around her lips and nose, the dark fabric melting into the inky black planes of her neck and throat. She was taller, more imposing somehow, but the stately, proud Airiam Michael knew was absent. This one's eyes, her very being, seemed altogether broken. Like the Airiam in the brig, she was in pain, too. But this one's pain was much different and it could not be helped.
Snippet from fic 4 "Breaking Free" of my Airiam series, and I've been wanting to do this photo edit for a while. I finally found some time, and even though the new idea I've got floating around in my head is a ways off, I am very excited to be able to write her as a villain ^^
This version is also the one I envision in "The Measure of Logic."
...I don't know why I'm like this.
For the Optics full series: https://archiveofourown.org/series/4208095
Rating: Mature (occasional NSFW, with plots)
Relationship: Airiam x Michael Burnham
Fandoms: Star Trek Discovery x Star Trek Voyager
“The elders taught us that Hell was a moon that fell into the sea. For seven days the water boiled, and when it finally cooled, the tides carried the moon back to the shore as stones. When the first Kelpiens left the sea and walked upon the shore, the stones cut their feet and they bled. So they fashioned hard soles to walk over the stones, but the stones lodged in the tread and were carried across the world. "Now we say, ‘One cannot know the peace of soft earth if they have never walked upon sharp stones. And if ever you walk with light feet, pray it is not that the stones have been lost, but that you have learned how to carry them.’”
Oh my god how is he so cute ALL THE TIME.
And he just sits here, happy as a clam, while I'm writing.
Me explaining Voyager to my friends in a nutshell.
HOMEWARD BOUND YAY!
14 hours to work on my fics on the train ^^
https://archiveofourown.org/works/62063797/chapters/163237201
Author's VERY IMPORTANT NOTE: Next week's chapter may be delayed as I will be stuck in Chicago all week and pretending to like people. I promise you all, I would rather be writing.
BUT, I may have time to revise and post Chapter 11 on my 14 hour train rides there and back, so we shall see!
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After Captain Janeway contracts an illness during an expedition to an uninhabited planet and orders USS Voyager to leave her behind, a certain hardheaded Astrometrics officer isn't so keen on abandoning her Captain. As Janeway and Seven learn to navigate the strange new dynamic forming between them, it becomes apparent that the planet they now call home has a much deeper story to tell--one that seems to defy logic, reality, and even the natural order of time itself. ----- This is a standalone fic but can be read as additional worldbuilding to my "For the Optics" series. Timeline runs about a year prior to the events of "A Binding of Stars."
Me reading anything anyone has written about Airiam. Also people commenting about what I write about Airiam 🙃
When a fic doesn’t fit my head canons but it’s well-written
The misery of rare characters is being over here trying to fill some of the void but some nights I just want to read someone else's versions but then I remember I'm writing them because so few others are doing it 🫠
Conversations I've had with my bird in the last 24 hours:
"You cannot eat the power cable."
"I need my arrow key back, please."
"Please stop eating my desk."
"Is there a rule that says you MUST poop on my laptop screen?"
"You need to get down off the ceiling fan."
"I need my shift key back, please."
"Can you please teach your friend that he is capable of flying OUT of the bedroom instead of just flying into it and then screaming when we aren't with him?"
"Please stop serenading the dog."
"It looks like someone exploded a feather pillow in here."
"Please stop sending unintelligible messages to my friends, and I need my enter key back, please."
The rules for this event are as follows: 1. No explicit material featuring minors, bestiality, or rape/non-con. 2. Dub-con, major character death, and graphic depictions of violence are allowed so long as they are adequately warned for and tagged. 3. OT3s are allowed, as long as the relationship is F/F/F. 4. All works must feature an F/F pairing as the primary ship. F/NB is allowed. OCs are also welcome. 5. As this is an event for celebrating female characters and relationships, we request that you do not include genderbent canonically male characters in works for this event. 6. Written works can be of any length. Art may be of any medium, including graphics and photosets. Playlists are allowed and we welcome them. 7. We will share all 14 prompts for the week, including the Free Space. You do not have to participate in every day. 8. If you share your work on Tumblr, tag it #startrekfemslashweek2025 so we can find and share it! If we miss your work, please let us know.
Star Trek Femslash Week Prompts
Day One - The Borg - Old Endings, New Beginnings
Day Two - Tribbles - Accidental Baby Acquisition
Day Three - Picnic Under the Stars - Shipwrecked
Day Four - Whump - Kissing in the Rain
Day Five - Zero Gravity - Environmental Controls
Day Six - Accidental Marriage - Time Travel
Day Seven - Handle With Care - Free Space
“I told you once that Ithaca was hell,” Lyris said softly, her head tilted. “She wasn’t hell, Judith. I found you there. She brought you home to me.”
Graphic designer and aspiring author of LGBTQ sci-fi, fantasy, & romance. Faithfully defending my pet turkeys from the local homesteaders. Probably still mad about Airiam. AO3: AdelineIsermanJaneway x Seven | Michael x Airiam | Sam x Janet | SwanQueen Star Trek: Discovery | Star Trek: Voyager | Stargate: SG-1 | Stargate: Atlantis | Farscape | Once Upon a Time
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