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fffridayI am in the path of an oncoming migraine so this won't be detailed, but I'd like to recommend a great fic series:
"Emperor, Admiral" by![[archiveofourown.org profile]](https://p.dreamwidth.org/b164c54b26e4/-/archiveofourown.org/favicon.ico)
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The log line is "Emperor Philippa Georgiou Augustus Iaponius Centaurius and the Katrina Cornwells who know her, in various intimate ways" and if you felt a flutter in your heart (or elsewhere) when Mirror Georgiou said "EM-peror" after she was yanked onto the Discovery by Michael Burnham, this series is for you. The stories are dark, hot, kinky and intense, psychologically too:
Into the silence, the Emperor speaks. "I killed him, for what he did to Michael."
Kat's eyes snap to her face. There is naked anger there, and satisfaction, and infinite softness as she says Burnham's name. Kat can't look away. A harsh thrill goes through her and she thinks, You hate him too. She'd been able to admit to her Starfleet therapist how she felt about her Klingon captors—the damage she wanted to do, the way the torture had warped her sense of self, how she wanted to hurt and hurt and hurt them back—but this had cut too deep. She hadn't known till this moment how much she'd wanted to be able to tell the story of Gabriel's betrayal to Philippa and have her look back at her like this.
Imhoe there is not nearly enough dark femslash in the world, and this certainly helps satisfy the need.
"Emperor, Admiral" by
The log line is "Emperor Philippa Georgiou Augustus Iaponius Centaurius and the Katrina Cornwells who know her, in various intimate ways" and if you felt a flutter in your heart (or elsewhere) when Mirror Georgiou said "EM-peror" after she was yanked onto the Discovery by Michael Burnham, this series is for you. The stories are dark, hot, kinky and intense, psychologically too:
Into the silence, the Emperor speaks. "I killed him, for what he did to Michael."
Kat's eyes snap to her face. There is naked anger there, and satisfaction, and infinite softness as she says Burnham's name. Kat can't look away. A harsh thrill goes through her and she thinks, You hate him too. She'd been able to admit to her Starfleet therapist how she felt about her Klingon captors—the damage she wanted to do, the way the torture had warped her sense of self, how she wanted to hurt and hurt and hurt them back—but this had cut too deep. She hadn't known till this moment how much she'd wanted to be able to tell the story of Gabriel's betrayal to Philippa and have her look back at her like this.
Imhoe there is not nearly enough dark femslash in the world, and this certainly helps satisfy the need.
