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theadmiralslegion · 7 months
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Katrina Cornwell Shipping Poll
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icecream-junkie · 2 years
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Looking at the pairings I’ve shipped over the years, I clearly have a type:
Strong women and the men who worship them.
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curator-on-ao3 · 2 years
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Among the many reasons I want us to see Una Chin-Riley interact with another Illyrian and have their cultural greeting/goodbye be holding each other by the elbow is because that would change the context of this:
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and thereby bless all the Cornwell fic writers with more canon … and the chance for Kat to pick up a partner like a sack of potatoes and carry them around.
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kira-nerys-rocks · 2 years
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Finally finished my fanfic for the Katoberfest prompt "Fake Death and Hugs" where Kat teams up with Philippa, Chris and Gabriel for an exam with a combat scenario.
Huge thanks to @cleverlycrusher and @janewaystolemyheart who I had a Katoberfest/TrekTober Writing and Art Date with whiel writing the first few hours 2000ish words of this.
They are also my wonderful beta readers who made thi better than I could have on my own.
I would have loved to post it in @theadmiralslegion 's AO3 collection, but this was very spontaneous and I have a lot going on in life so I was only now able to finish it
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pixiedane · 2 years
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Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Katrina Cornwell/Original Universe Gabriel Lorca Characters: Katrina Cornwell, Original Universe Gabriel Lorca Additional Tags: Starfleet Academy Era, Pre-Canon, Established Relationship, Friends With Benefits, Ficlet Summary:
Katrina helps Gabriel with his homework.
for @theadmiralslegion Katoberfest 2022 Day 1: Personal Log
Trustworthy
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hauntedmoonchaos · 1 year
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Rare Trek April Pairing Prompts
So these prompts were created using a bot on Rare Trek Discord . They are rare and random, and some are weird and some make sense. These prompts are for everyone to use in or out of the server. Write as many you'd like.
There is a Anon Rare Trek Collection for those who wish to write them but would rather be anonymous or Rare Trek Collection for those who don't.
You can write these as serious, crack, platonic or romantic
1. Khan/Lorca
2. Deanna/Ro
3. Reginald Barclay/Erin Hansen
4. Hugh x Jal Culluh x Matt Decker
5. Raffi x Tallinn x Kat Cornwell
6. Harry x Tom x Leeta
7. Ezri x Janeway
8. Jadzia x Kira xSeven
9. Shaw x Seven
10. Seven x Tasha
11. Beverly x Liana x Ro
12. Raffi x BQ
13. Christine Chapel x Kes or Ogawa/Chapel/Kes trans-temporal nursing convention hijinks
14. Ro/Shaw
15. Tallinn/Ro Laren
16. Deanna/Janeway
17. Saru/Kira
18. Will Decker/Adreek-hu
19. Tallinn/Liana
20.Ro Laren/Jadzia Dax/Laris
21. Kira Nerys/Raffi Musiker
22.Ezri Dax/Seven Of Nine, Leeta
23. Lenara Kahn/Vadic
24. Liam Shaw/Kira Nerys
25. Sylvia Tilly/Seven of Nine
26. Sela/Laris
27. Oh/Sela
28. Data/Seven
29. Saavik/Tasha Yar
30. O'Brien/Samantha Wildman
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lodessa · 4 years
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“Oh,” she hazarded, “Let me guess. You feel bad about surviving instead of going down with your ship so you are going to punish yourself.” She expected him to deny it, to deflect. He didn’t. Instead, he said nothing and avoided her gaze, again acting unlike himself. It frustrated her. Frankly, it scared her. “So what, you think you deserve to be punished so you’re going to punish yourself?” she accused, grabbing hold of his face with one hand again and forcing him to meet her eyes. “You want me to punish you too. Is that it?” Gabriel laughed but there wasn’t anything joyful about it. It was a cruel laugh. “Think you are up to the challenge, Admiral? What are you going to do, court marshal me?” he taunted her. “Is that what you want?” she played along for the moment. “You looking to take a nice vacation in the middle of a war? Or were you hoping for something more primitive in terms of punishment?” Somewhat teasingly, she brought her free hand down on his backside, smacking it lightly, trying to jolt him out of this ridiculous mindset. She didn’t expect him to moan in response, didn’t expect to feel a renewed stirring against her.
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jhelenoftrek · 5 years
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Fandom: Star Trek: Discovery Rating: General Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Characters: Sylvia Tilly, Hugh Culber, Katrina Cornwell Additional Tags: Sequel to another fic, Title from a Frank Turner song, Discussion of Death, Written in less than 24 hours Summary:
Dr. Hugh Culber's resurrection by way of the mycelial network affects Ensign Tilly in ways she didn't expect.
This lovely person wrote a sequel to one of my stories and I adore it! You should go read!
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devoverest · 6 years
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Warm thanks to @icecream-junkie for the prompt and @killermanatee for beta-reading. 
Chapters: 3/3 Fandom: Star Trek: Discovery Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Katrina Cornwell/Gabriel Lorca Prime Characters: Katrina Cornwell, Gabriel Lorca Prime Additional Tags: Pre-Canon, post-Season 1, Friends With Benefits, love without marriage, Medical, Implied Sexual Content, Aftermath of Violence, Explicit Language, Hurt/Comfort, Inspired by Poetry, Songfic (just a little bit), Long Live Feedback Comment Project Summary:
Exploring the relationship between Katrina Cornwell and “her” Gabriel Lorca, (long) before and shortly after the canon events of Season One.
Stanza I. Singing in hard wind / Ceaselessly
Mid-2236.
“Come on, drink up,” Katrina said, tossing back the last of the whiskey in her glass in a blithely fluid motion that spoke of places to go, one foot already on the ship that would take her away from Gabriel.
As if he didn’t have a ship to board himself. They were both leaving Earth again, the rank bands shiny on their new lieutenant commander uniforms.
But that didn’t change the fact that she was leaving him.
He drank.
Read on AO3.
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katarinawerner · 6 years
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Jayne Brook on Cornwell and Lorca, After Trek
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lorcaswhisky · 6 years
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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Star Trek: Discovery Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Katrina Cornwell/Gabriel Lorca Prime Characters: Katrina Cornwell, Gabriel Lorca Prime, Prime Gabriel Lorca, Mirror Gabriel Lorca Additional Tags: in which Kat is the practical one again, Grief, of a very practical sort, recollections, storage locker administration, diary woes, there is very little plot to be found here, but there is a heavy-handed reference to the Odyssey, so that's good
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It wasn’t standard procedure. An Admiral dealing with the personal effects of one of her officers.
Nobody seemed particularly surprised about it, though.
Clearly they hadn't flown quite as far below the radar as they'd thought.
In which Katrina picks up the pieces Gabriel left behind.
(I’m sorry, I wrote another thing and then posted it before I had time to change my mind about it.)
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theadmiralslegion · 6 years
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Fandom: Star Trek: Discovery Rating: General Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Katrina Cornwell & Leonard McCoy, Katrina Cornwell/Gabriel Lorca Prime Characters: Katrina Cornwell, Leonard "Bones" McCoy, Prime Gabriel Lorca, Sarek (Star Trek) Additional Tags: OCs - Freeform, mentions of trauma, Counselling, Post ST:DSC Season 1 Summary:
Katrina and Sarek have worked together for months, so it makes sense that he's the first one to realise that she hasn't fully recovered from the war. Luckily, there's a young medical cadet that's happy to listen and help.
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2 times Gabriel got it wrong and the 1 time he got it right
(Continuation of my post about Gabriel leaving Katrina fortune cookies, sometimes not in the best places.)
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“Admiral Cornwell,” Admiral Terral stoically entered her office, placing a crumbled fortune cookie and a small white strip onto her desk. “I believe this treat and its hidden explicit message was intended for you.”
Katrina felt the blood rushing to her cheeks.
“It was left on the seat in your old office, my current office. It would be wise to notify Captain Lorca of the change.”
Gabriel!
2.
Katrina sleepily stepped out of the bedroom.
crunch
“What the-”
Gabriel!
Katrina looked down at the fortune cookie smashed under her bare foot. Her gaze followed the row of fortune cookies on the floor until they disappeared around the corner, where she could see just the hint of Gabriel peering at her.
“You’re supposed to follow them Kat, not Godzilla smash ‘em!”
With a frustrated sigh Katrina brushed the cookie crumbs off her foot.
“Follow them Godzilla KittyKat!”
“Why? They might lead me to you!” Katrina retorted playfully.
Silence and then a heavy sigh from Gabriel who came out from behind the corner, quickly maneuvering his way to Katrina, scooping her up into his arms.
“No, they lead to breakfast. I’m just the bonus.”
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“Let’s walk on the shore.” Katrina led Gabriel by the hand. It was a mild night and they had just kicked their shoes off in the sand. Katrina felt Gabriel hesitate.
“It was your idea to take a walk on the beach.” Katrina said as she let go of Gabriel’s hand walking onto the shore. “The water feels great!”
There was a slight pause before Gabriel followed suit, almost reluctantly dipping his feet into the water and taking Katrina’s hand back in his.
They walked in silence for a bit, Gabriel seeming a million miles away.  Katrina noticed that Gabriel was gradually trying to lead her away from the water. She led him back.
Gabriel stopped. “You’re so damn stubborn Katrina,” a smirk on his face.
She would have retorted but the use of her full name, not Kat, not KittyKat, and the sight of Gabriel nervously pulling out a fortune cookie gave her pause.
“I forgot to give you your cookie after dinner.” He held out the small fortune cookie to her, his eyes pleading that she take it. 
Fortune cookies were the norm after their meals, but with the odd way Gabriel was behaving tonight, she assumed he simply forgot.
Letting go of Gabriel’s hand, Katrina took the cookie and cracked it open. Feeling Gabriel’s heavy gaze on her, she read the small piece of paper.
I look at you and see the rest of my life in front of my eyes
And there was Gabriel, one knee in the wet sand, the waves soaking his trousers, holding up a small band in his fingers. “Katrina, please spend the rest of your life with me.”
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mia-cooper · 6 years
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Gabe/Kat, 27?
27 ... as a suggestion
Thank you, @reflectingiridescent, I went Academy AU with this one and threw in a bit of Philippa/Afsaneh just for you, lol. It turned out a bit longer than planned.
Open to Suggestion
Philippa perches on the kitchen counter swinging her legs, her metal-heeled boots thudding loudly against the lower cupboards. Katrina has long since given up asking her not to do that. With Pippa, one learns to pick one’s battles.
“So is he staying?” Pippa asks.
“Who, Gabriel?” Kat shrugs. “I don’t know.”
“Almost everyone’s gone home,” Pippa points out. “And I don’t think he’s sticking around for tea and conversation with Affie.”
Kat glances through the open door and into the living room. It’s trashed, littered with empty bottles and glasses, and there’s a blue haze in the air. Only two people remain: Afsaneh, stretched out on the couch draped in a richly coloured silk sarong, and Gabriel, sprawled across the floor rug, jeans riding low on his hips and a half-empty whiskey glass balanced on his stomach.
She shrugs again. “He can stay if he wants to. Probably too drunk to make it home anyway.”
“I only ask,” Pippa twists to reach for a fresh bottle in the cupboard behind her, “because if he’s staying I won’t have to ask Affie to keep the noise down. Since you won’t be sleeping anyway.” She rolls her hips suggestively, smirking.
Kat refuses to blush. “What makes you think he’ll be sleeping with me?”
Philippa leans in and whispers, “Just who exactly do you think you’re fooling, Kat?”
She tips her head back and empties a good three fingers of scotch down her throat, then tucks Katrina’s arm under her elbow.
“Come on, Cornwell. Let’s get you laid.”
“Pip, shut up,” Katrina hisses, but Pippa only laughs.
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Katrina’s gaze slides over to Gabriel again. His shirt has ridden up and she can’t stop staring at his quilted abdominal muscles. She wonders how many crunches he does in a day. Does he climb the salmon ladder? Maybe she could sneak into the gym someday and watch –
“Kat, you with us?” Afsaneh’s amused, smoky tones jerk Katrina back from her daydream.
“What?” she defends, hunching her shoulders at the knowing smile Affie and Pippa exchange.
“We were just talking about kicking a bit of life into this party,” Pippa says in a sly tone Katrina does not trust one bit.
“I’m not playing strip poker,” Kat says flatly.
“Killjoy.” Philippa hooks an arm around Afsaneh’s neck and nuzzles into her cheek.
From his supine position, Gabriel chuckles.
“Do you have a suggestion, Cadet Lorca?” Affie drawls.
Gabriel props himself up on his elbows and levels his gaze directly at Katrina. “I have a few,” he smirks. “Depends if you object to the stripping or the poker.”
Kat refuses to look away despite the colour she knows is burning on her cheeks. Gabriel’s grin widens.
From the corner of her eye, Katrina notices Affie and Pip exchanging another look. As one, they get to their feet.
“Tired,” Philippa announces to the room at large. “Off to bed ‘Night.”
“’Night,” replies Gabriel. “Thanks for the party.”
With their departure the living room descends into silence, and Katrina picks nervously at a loose thread on the rug. Then Gabriel’s hand closes over hers, stilling her movements.
“Kat,” he says, “do you want me to go?”
“No,” she says quickly. “I mean, you don’t have to. On my account. Unless you want to.”
Gabriel sits up, propping his back against the couch behind them. His shoulder brushes hers, and he’s still holding her hand, and she can feel his breath on her cheek.
“I’d like to stay.”
Katrina swallows and forces herself to meet his eyes.
“Then stay.”
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If he doesn’t kiss her soon, Katrina thinks, she might actually explode.
She thought he was going to make a move when she asked him to stay, but instead he gave her that slow grin and offered her the whiskey bottle. They’ve been passing it between them for ten minutes now, talking about nothing, and she can’t tell if this is his way of prolonging the tension or if – just maybe – he’s nervous, too.
Maybe he’s debating whether giving into this thing between them is such a smart move. She’s had the same argument with herself more than once, after all.
But he still has hold of her hand, and each time she swigs from the bottle’s neck she can feel him watching her, his gaze on the line of her throat, and lower. She wonders if he’s thinking about kissing her there, and shivers involuntarily.
“Are you cold?”
“A little,” she lies, hoping he’ll take the opportunity to put his arm around her.
He does, shifting closer and tugging her against his side. “Better?”
“Mm-hmm,” she answers, turning her face into the hollow of his neck. His pulse leaps under her lips. What would he do, she wonders, if she kissed him there?
“Kat?” Gabriel’s hand shifts from her shoulder to her hip.
“Yeah?” she mumbles into his neck, and it’s his turn to shiver.
“I have a suggestion.”
“About the stripping or the poker?”
His hand slides under her sweater, palm warm on her belly. “What do you think?”
I think to hell with the slow burn already, Katrina decides, and in one move she straddles his lap and pulls his hand higher under her sweater. Gabriel cups her breast and looks up into her face, his thumb rubbing experimentally across her nipple. He’s smiling, but it’s not the sly grin she’s used to. His eyes are soft, his face open.
“You know what I think?” Katrina’s voice is uneven. “I think you talk too much.”
“Then might I suggest,” Gabriel’s gaze drops to her parted lips, “shutting me up?”
So she leans down to kiss him, delighted to discover that Gabriel can communicate his intentions every bit as clearly when he isn’t talking.
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tessaservopoulos · 6 years
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katgabe + “Did you feel that?”
Gabriel wakes up to a violent shove against his shoulder.
“Wazwrongisitthebaby?” comes out in a sleepy garble as he pries one eye open, turning to look at Kat, sitting up in bed beside him, both hands on her rounded belly.
“Give me your hand,” she says, reaching for him, and Gabriel yawns, lifting a heavy arm and allowing her to manipulate him.
She settles his palm against the curve of her stomach, and holds her breath, waiting. Gabriel blinks, about to fall asleep again, when he swears something nudges his hand.
“Did you feel that?” she asks, and he blinks, sitting up straighter and curling around her, chin on her shoulder as she moves his hand to the other side of her abdomen. There’s another kick to her palm, and Gabriel grins against Kat’s skin.
“That’s our kid,” he murmurs, kissing the round of her shoulder as she leaned her head against his.
“Gonna be a night owl, this one,” she whispers, nudging him with her elbow. “Just like her dad used to be.”
“Are you suggesting I’ve lost my edge, Lieutenant Cornwell?” Gabriel asks, giving a mocking gasp as he turns her onto her back, kissing down her sternum and drawing a soft laugh from her as his stubble scratches her. “I’ll take that as a challenge.”
Katrina’s hands twine in his hair as his kisses travel lower.
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pixiedane · 4 years
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Smooch, Screw, or Slay? Katrina Cornwell and Mirror Gabriel Lorca please? I'd choose Slay... because Kat Cornwell kicking ass is just my drug.
In a strange twist of fate, after more than a year of being completely unable to write (or even read) any Kat fic, I have fulfilled this prompt. I have NO IDEA if it is what you were imagining and I’m slightly disturbed this is where my muse went after so long, but writing it at all is a small victory so there’s that. Enjoy…?
Fandom: Star Trek: DiscoveryRating: MatureWarnings: Major Character Death, Rape/Non-ConRelationships: Katrina Cornwell/Gabriel Lorca | Mirror Gabriel Lorca, Katrina Cornwell/Original Universe Gabriel LorcaCharacters: Katrina Cornwell, Gabriel Lorca | Mirror Gabriel LorcaAdditional Tags: Mirror Universe, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD, Canon-Typical Violence, Sexual Violence, Kat is Not OkaySummary:
@admiralkatcornwellfan requested Katrina Cornell and Mirror Gabriel Lorca + Slay 26: The deathbed confession I never wanted.
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