Star Trek TNG: Sunrise, Sunset by SweetPollyOliver

Sunrise, Sunset (Alexander-Worf | G | 373 words): Alexander is connecting to his Klingon heritage in a way that Worf did not expect. This is so great. It's a wonderful look at Worf and Alexander's relationship and how Worf cares for his son but doesn't always understand him.

Excerpt:
"What," he asked, "is that?"

Alexander cocked his head at him. "You don't know them? They're one of the most popular groups on Qo'noS right now. Probably in the whole Empire."

Goblin Emperor: But I will hold as long as you like by roachpatrol

But I will hold as long as you like (Csethiro/Maia | PG13 | 1,726 words): Maia and Csethiro have their first fight. This is a serious look at what form strife between Maia and Csethiro might take, and it's such a good potential extension of the canon.

Excerpt:
"We are not a child," Csethiro bites out. "We refuse to be treated as one."

"Yes, we know," Maia snaps back, tired, angry, drawing to his full Drazhada height to stand over her, "and so we wonder as to why you are acting like one—"

Csethiro slaps him. The step forward, the open palm, the ringing crack of it: she has seen the maneuver performed countless times, by countless women, for countless reasons. Even in this does the court have a tradition, a proper way, even in this is her disapproval circumscribed. An openhand slap shocks, it humiliates, it draws the attention. It does not injure.

Maia, however, is not of the court. He does not step back. He does not touch his white fingers to the livid red bloom— the strife-blossom, as bad poets liked to call the thing, discord's rose— laid high on his pale cheek, he does not turn on his heel to recover his dignity in private.