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...
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lesbian situationship break-ups on the voyager must have been lethal
Discovery was not a threat by firepower alone, but Control had learned to never underestimate her Captain. Sufficient compression turned resistance to violence. A rat caught in a snare would still dare bite the spring.
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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
Truer words have never been written!
I will not start another Star Trek series until I am done writing my story and my fics because I can only handle one hyperfixation at a time and if I'm gonna be hyperfixated I'm at least gonna get a completed original fic out of it, dammit.
https://archiveofourown.org/works/62063797/chapters/166052551
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Fandoms: Star Trek: Voyager x Star Trek: Discovery
Relationship: Kathryn Janeway / Seven of Nine
Rating: Mature
Synopsis:
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."
writing a relationship. is it healthy? no. but is it hot? oh, absolutely.
i love a good train wreck sometimes
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.
Can anyone recommend their favorite WLW Star Trek or Stargate fanfics I should download while I try to dissociate next week? I have seen Discovery, Voyager, Picard, and the new movies, but if it is well written I am happy to read from Star Trek series I haven't seen yet!
I primarily ship Janeway/Seven, already have Burnished Slate and Wild Horses, and all of the Just Between series.
Bonus points if it's slow burn with an action/adventure/mystery/psychological drama plot =D
Thank you ❤️
"I’m not supposed to be here."
Breathe, Judith commanded herself. In and out. It’s just a ship. Just another goddamn ship. But it wasn’t. She wasn’t sure how she knew. Ithaca was beautiful, the flawless, blinding white of her walls an homage to the glory of Gestalt’s ambition. The pride of her builders shown in every bolt and every weld, but every inch of her demanded deference from the ones whose lives she’d carry into the abyss. Nearly a thousand souls aboard and yet Ithaca had none, her hull an empty carapace against the vastness of the void, and so, she required theirs. The vessel rumbled beneath Judith’s feet, but it wasn’t pleasant like Ardent. It was a warning to her, like Ithaca knew Judith wasn’t like the rest–like she knew Judith didn’t really belong there at all. Judith was an intrusion, an unexpected variable this entity hadn’t foreseen–one she didn’t quite understand how to bend. She doesn't want me here.
Winter: -Does winterish things-
The Northeast: "HOW DARE YOU???"
Me, while defrosting: "My characters shall also suffer this sub-zero misery."
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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