This was the worst and most tiring work week, but I somehow still managed to get Subversion Theory's new chapter up, and The Measure of Logic's should be up sometime tomorrow.
The Ithaca Mandate is nearing completion as well, and I'll be looking for beta readers for that in the near future. If you're interested in sapphic hard sci-fi romance and speculative fiction, please reach out to me.
The Farm at Wardenwood Hollow is my newbie and the lowest priority, since I haven't even finished outlining it yet, but she, too is coming along nicely ^^
“People are staring,” Judith choked out, her mouth going dry. “Forget about them,” Lyris replied, steering Judith's head back to her shoulder. “You say that like it’s easy,” Judith muttered, even as she felt herself falling back into the strange safety of the embrace. “It’s hard not to wonder what they’re seeing.” “You're beautiful, and I’m different,” Lyris said, sounding more terse this time. The gruff timbre of her voice rumbled through every point of contact, a formidable cadence that suggested she wasn’t entirely unaffected by Judith’s admission. “They're going to stare because they don't understand.”
🙋♀️...particularly when Emma dragged Regina into the closet after Henry ate the apple turnover 🔥😬😬
Who else?
My Monday musings: I'm kind of surprised this isn't a bigger ship.
Michael and Nhan make a lot of sense to me. They went through the wringer together, they went to the future together, and Nhan was called in later to keep Michael in line because she knew her and how she would operate. Michael knew she would make the tough calls if she couldn't because that's what she'd done, and Michael accepted it and trusted her anyway. When push did come to shove, Nhan was convinced to forego her "duty above all" mindset and both of them grew from that experience.
It seems like Michael and Nhan had a way stronger foundation than Michael and Book, whose foundation the show skipped almost entirely and built through exposition once Michael and Discovery were finally reunited.
There is nothing better than walking the dog and managing to come up with a breakthrough for your original fic plot.
Good thing the Godolphin Arabian has a murky origin story...
Oh my god how is he so cute ALL THE TIME.
And he just sits here, happy as a clam, while I'm writing.
Gestalt: Genesis Class Crew Complement: 480 The “right hand” of the Sojourner class, Ardent is responsible for terraforming newly created planets. She carries the Location and Material Induction system that pinpoints locations suitable for star formation and transmits coordinates to Ithaca. Due to the LMI system’s extreme power requirements, Ardent is heavily shielded but carries no weapons.
In the distance, there was a gap in the glimmer of the stars. The sparks of countless more refracted off of something sleek and black. Thin veins of light traced impossible contours in layers of glowing white, and flashes of amber erupted and rippled outward when pieces of Ithaca’s wreckage got a bit too close. Another shaft of light slashed through the darkness, across the window, trained on something that streaked past Ithaca’s wing and then stopped to hover near the rubble of her bow.
A red glow bloomed from somewhere aft, and the shadow came about, close enough to take shape. Judith’s pulse thrummed in her ears. She recognized those lines. The iridescent ebony skin of the hull. The broad, hammerhead wings of the stern and the long, sleek prow that tapered into a wedge.
Ardent.
Screencap modified with Photoshop + ClipStudio by AdelineIserman
“We need to know beyond a shadow of a doubt who this officer is, what she’s doing on Seraphis, and how the hell she's managed to evade discovery by the single most dangerous enemy the Federation has ever faced."
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Three years after the attack on Section 31 Headquarters, Control has the Federation on the brink. When the USS Discovery begins receiving encrypted transmissions from someone claiming to be Starfleet who seems to know everything about their enemy, Captain Michael Burnham sees one last shot to turn the tide. But as Control's obsession with her deepens and the boundaries between ally and adversary begin to unravel, its objectives evolve into something far more dangerous--and lead Michael to question if she's still in control of her own game.
Fandom: Star Trek: Discovery
Relationships: Michael Burnham/Airiam, Michael Burnham/Control, Michael Burnham/Nhan
Rating: Mature
https://archiveofourown.org/works/62063797/chapters/162671227
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."
A moment of appreciation for this underrated ship and how dare SG-1 take Cassie's mother away 😭
Moments together away from the party
How to say "I'm terrified of losing you" Swan Queen style
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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