If you're still taking writing asks, 3, 14, 19?
14 & 19: answered! (do you like, have things in common with @walkthegale or something, do you two know each other)
3: What is that one scene that you’ve always wanted to write but can’t be arsed to write all of the set-up and context it would need? (consider this permission to write it and/or share it anyway)
she asked, readers, because weeks ago i sent her a load of agonized texts about something i want to write about b’elanna torres and kathryn janeway but can’t be arsed to set up and she said ‘you could write that scene anyway,’ and i love her for asking because it is characteristic of her love language to simultaneously 1. carefully and thoughtfully pay attention to and remember something quite specific no matter how inconsequential and 2. troll the fuck out of you in the same gesture.
what i texted her about is wanting to write the obvious femslash fic that is ‘resolutions, but b’elanna’, which i’m not saying i’ll never do no matter how many other people have done it before, but what i’d become obsessed with was the scene that kept playing in my head of the aftermath. a version in which there is no fast and simple snap back into command structure and assigned roles, in which janeway deludes herself that they can carry on as they have been and b’elanna finds it completely intolerable because when it was just the two of them she could adjust to kathryn as just a woman, find her way into an intimacy of almost equals, but back on the ship she’s absolutely losing her mind without the clarity of the command relationship, which she absolutely cannot reconcile with the naked-in-bed-together relationship. just this one specific version of all the usual tropes of rank and prohibition and the tension between the woman and the office and all of that.
so okay, i wrote the scene. by which i mean i wrote about 1700 words very fast, and don’t think i got it right, but we’ve promised to try embracing rough unfinished things around here, and anyway you’ll know the key line when you see it. bad news is this did not get it out of my system and i’m still fucking obsessed. here you go:
