One of the very few plot threads I liked after season 2.
I did very much appreciate how much Discovery catered so openly to some of the modern social movements happening around the world, be it LGBTQ+ awareness, gender expression and identity, and the more silent struggles like mental health support and awareness. This particular plot thread with Detmer actually motivated me to write the one-shot that became my out-of-control Airiam and Michael 6-fic series, and Detmer has long been on my character study hit list, too.
Anyone who follows my writing will probably notice a trend of me digging into the inner workings of characters' minds, be they originals of my own or existing characters from film or books. People and relationships are fascinating. Non-human or artifical thinking is fascinating. As someone who overthinks damn near everything, being able to use that quirk in my writing to bring attention to the different ways people might experience the world around them, and why they make the choices they do, is wonderful and cathartic.
I spend way too much of my time writing to make up for the hundreds of shortcomings I saw in Discovery post season 2, but Detmer was a character done right the entire way through.
It's a big word to be able to say.
New York went from winter, to flood season, to "the grass is taller than my Pyrenees" in the span of two weeks.
It's no wonder people say the Northeast is grumpy.
When he's just squinting up at you from beside your desk and you can't stand the cuteness 🥹
I'm trying to be back to work today, and Ira is doing his best to help.
For years, Burnham’s subsistence had consumed it.
This time, though, its obsession had brought it too close.
It was easy enough to inject the codes and create the protocols she needed to guide it. But the process was delicate, conducted in increments in the years she’d lurked on board. There were times she had wanted to push, to move faster and save more ships. But discretion was key–her influence could only be gradual, dispersed across timelines that coincided with new batches of data lest it ever suspect an intruder.
Control was smart, its processes swift and its analyses improving with every moment. It would outpace her soon enough, learning faster than she could, and if it ever caught wind of her presence, she had no doubts about what it would do to her.
The Commander whose face it still wore was indication enough of that.
A shiver passed through her at the thought of possession, at the depraved violation of Airiam’s last moments alive, and she shrugged the coil of cables onto her shoulder.
Control reviewed that memory often, as if it were searching for something.
Or maybe it simply enjoyed it.
She moved through the doorway, back into the corridor. It would not do to dwell on worries and what-ifs when Discovery and Burnham were finally within reach. The room she’d set up as her station was near, and she still had two hours before Control would wake again.
It was plenty of time.
Starfleet would hear her.
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Fandom: Star Trek: Discovery
Rating: Mature
Relationships: Michael Burnham / Airiam, Michael Burnham / Control, Michael Burnham / Nhan
Synopsis:
Three years after the attack on Section 31 Headquarters, Starfleet and the Federation are on the brink. Planet after planet is falling to Control, every attack more devastating than the last. There are no patterns, no viable solutions to stop the carnage, and with their resources dwindling, the last Federation starships are at risk of being corrupted themselves.
But 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 is forced to decide whether their new source is truly an ally–or if Control is luring the Federation’s last bastion of hope into a trap.
Please enjoy my bird admiring his likeness I drew for him because he is the best.
This was THE specific moment I started shipping them 🥲
@frozenmemories1987
Winter: -Does winterish things-
The Northeast: "HOW DARE YOU???"
Me, while defrosting: "My characters shall also suffer this sub-zero misery."
Poor thing. It's traumatized.
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."
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."
If I'm not writing about space ships and cyborgs, I'm probably taking pictures of turkeys.
Sometimes I feel like this old gal Grumpy deserves her own fanfic.
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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