It will be a little different this year! We have decided to use the runner up prompts from previous years to create the prompt list for this year. Keep your eyes open, the prompt list will drop in the next few days!
This was my favorite discovery of this past year.
Only a few more hours until we meet again, oh mighty dining car ❤️
PSA: If you struggle with anxiety, or social anxiety, or hate airplanes, the sleeper cars on Amtrak are seriously a lifesaver. Even coach is so much more low key and relaxing, with tons more space.
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.
Kirk: Federation law is very clear on this
Kirk: (Proceeds to do whatever he wants anyway)
Picard: Federation law is very clear on this but I’m a very creative reader
Janeway: Guys you’re not going to believe this; Federation law has fucking NOTHING relevant to this current situation but I’m going to read 20 hours of other captain’s logs to make sure. Buckle up though because we’re probably going to do some buckwild shit after the commercial break
https://archiveofourown.org/works/62063797/chapters/166648279
“That vessel is a carcass, Kathryn,” she stated, impressing the Captain’s first name upon her with more force than she had thus far. “It will not fly."
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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."
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
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...
“Never make fun of someone’s passion because that’s the thing that saves them from the world.”
— Unknown
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.
Every time I make popcorn, the animals in this house make me feel like Snow White.
Thank God the turkeys live outside or I'd be making a whole extra bowl.
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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