Fanfic Recs by coprime

Intimacy (Deanna/Will/Worf | PG13 | 2,108 words): Worf muses on second0hand intimacy. This is a really sweet get-together fic while also being a meditation on past relationships and their impacts.

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There was a kind of shocking intimacy with romantic relationships that extended far beyond the individual with whom you were having the relationship. Not only were you privy to their most private thoughts and dreams and moments of sweet vulnerability… you were privy to those of their previous partners.

Worf was not quite sure he liked how much he knew about the morning routine of Commander Riker.

Information that Worf could only have known otherwise if he had himself been in an intimate relationship with the ship’s first officer had been passed carelessly and casually into his hands by Deanna in the middle of unrelated anecdotes. Sometimes she would see something that struck her as hilarious and he would, all innocence, ask for her to elaborate and then be treated to fresh intelligence about the joys and pitfalls of courting William T. Riker. Worf felt that he could possibly write a book on the subject, at this point, for future potential Mrs. Rikers to consult.

It was not that he was jealous. He did not even really mind that Deanna had as much as told him that a part of her would always love Will. It seemed churlish of him to begrudge her that when a very large part of him would always love K'ehleyr.

Descent (Deanna/Will | G | 7,007 words): Deanna and Will travel to Betazed to participate in a betrothal ceremony. This is fun like an episode of Star Trek: The Next Generation is. There's neat worldbuilding for Betazed, Lwaxana's interactions with Will and Deanna are delightful, and I enjoyed reading about Deanna working to solve the plot.

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Lwaxana put her cup down. "Oh, don't worry, William. You're not expected to be naked at this ceremony, so you have plenty of time to get buffed up before the actual wedding."

"Mother!"

"Oh, please, Deanna. You know that's what he was thinking as well as I do. It's what all men think. Except Deltans and Orions. They're far too busy chasing after their own women to worry about other cultures. And you don't need to worry about a diet, my dear. He likes you just the way you are."

"Mother!" Deanna said, again.

"Well, he does. And you should be grateful for it."

"The ceremony, Mother," Deanna reminded her.

"Oh, yes. It's really very simple, Wiliam. Basically, it's just a petition to the gods to allow the two of you to mate and and bear strong children. It's a very old and very outdated tradition," she said critically. "Still, one should not fly too often in the face of tradition."

"Besides," Deanna added, "it gives you a chance to haul out the Sacred Chalice and the Holy Rings." She turned to Riker. "The original function of the daughters of the Fifth House was as high priestesses. Which explains why Mother keeps sacred relics of Betazed's past in a closet."

Lwaxana shrugged. "As you yourself once observed, Little One, the Sacred Chalice is just a moldy old clay pot, and it doesn't go well with the decor."

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.

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"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."

Where No Mutant Has Gone Before (Xavier, Enterprise crew | PG | 5,174 words) has Xavier waking up in Picard's body. The story's neat because it brings up the logical possibilities of what might have cause Picard to suddenly claim he's someone else. And I wish that Picard's side of the story had been written.

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"I don't have an artificial heart," Charles said. "And... normally, I'm a paraplegic."

Crusher shook her head. "There's nothing wrong with your spine."

"I understand that. Is it possible my psyche has somehow become... dislodged--" (through time? How could that be?) --"and entered Captain Picard's body?" He frowned. "Except that your captain does, in fact, look exactly like me. If he's merely someone whose body I've somehow occupied by accident, that would make no sense. There must be some connection between us." Could Picard be his descendant? How could that be? David was dead, and Charles had no other children. At the age of 68, he strongly doubted he ever would, either. Nor did he feel any great loss; while David's death was still painful even all these years later, Charles hardly needed biological children when he had so many children of the heart surrounding him at his school.

Was Picard at his school? Who was Picard? These people seemed to genuinely care for him and consider him a good man, but Charles' ethical constraints had prevented him from probing more deeply than that.

"I'm... considering the possibility that something like that might have happened," Crusher said.

She was being extremely delicate, dancing around something she didn't want to say in front of him. "I don't mean to pry. But I don't need to be a mind reader to tell that there's something you don't want to tell me."

Crusher sighed. "Is it possible that you only think you're Charles Xavier?"

Accidental (Picard/Q | PG13 | 664 words) is a humorous Picard/Q story. Short and sweet with a really good reason as to why it's never a good idea to startle a Q.

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"Saved me from what?" Picard said suspiciously. "Q, why aren't we on the Enterprise?"

"Oh, relax, I'll have you back on your precious ship in a minute."

"Q!"

"Fine! I blew up the ship, all right?"