#femslash elections

[booasaur]

Kung Fu (2021) - 2x11

#kungfuedit #kung fu cw #zhilan zhang #mia yang #yvonne chapman #vanessa yao #kung fu 2x11 #flashing images tw #mia x zhilan #femslash related stuff #but subtext #and so it may remain but I've seen enough #I'm ready to ship #lol I feel like a statistician calling an election #''I've seen enough I'm ready to call these two as kinda sapphic'' #I know I know zhilan's pulling mia over to the dark side where she can't remain #but this is the CW they don't frame this stuff coincidentally #fingers crossed that it's mia who pulls zhilan to the right side #they're just too hot to not be together :x

[monstrous-femme]

obviously, there are not enough women in stranger things for a robust selection of femslash ships; therefore, in today's fast-paced ao3 landscape, we must fight back against dudeslash using their own weapons. i refer, of course, to the long honored practice of shipping two characters who have never once interacted in canon. for this reason, if elected president, I will be mandating one Barb/Chrissy fic per ao3 profile

#this both is and is not a shitpost #stranger things

[deancas-stabfest]

HEY SO YOU REMEMBER HOW YOU PARTICIPATED IN OR READ FIC OR LOOKED AT ART FROM THE DEANCAS STABFEST (FUNSIZED) IN 2022 AND IT WAS TOTALLY AWESOME?

well WE'RE BACK, BABEY

the second year of stabfest, aka 2STAB2FEST, will be just as awesome as the original, with MOAR and NEW. observe:

there is a mini-theme of saint sebastian, tumblr's favorite martyred twink. if your entry evokes stabby sebby imagery, then you can elect to post on his feast day, december 18th. also there's a sticker. of course.

FEMSLASH. look. we love destiel. they're compelling. they're fraught. twelve year slow burn. no one does it like them, etc. but also? we like women. so now all entries must contain EITHER dean and cas OR two or more female characters participating in Stabbing. (or both, if you're an overacheiver.)

do you want to participate, but you have mad heavy decision fatigue? are you listless and confused? do you want to put your fate into the hands of the whimsical universe? well LUCKY FOR YOU stabfest now has a JUST FUCK ME UP option for sign ups and claims! you will be assigned one or more roles at random--writer pitcher, writer catcher, artist pitcher, artist catcher. live más

WE HAVE A DREAMWIDTH AND A DISCORD. the dreamwidth is a little bare, but accessible. the discord will be up in about a week

Twitter | Dreamwidth | FAQ | Schedule

#2Stab2Fest #deancas stabfest #stabfest promo post #Destiel #Supernatural #StabFest2023 #femslash

[ilexdiapason]

Lizzie pulls her wings close to her back, eyes watering. Cleo elects to attribute that fact to the smoke.

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@mcyt-femslash week 4 fill, for "cultivation"!

#ilexworks #aprilshowersbringsmcytfemslash #mcyt femslash #mcytshipping #trafficshipping #shadowrot #clizzie #does anyone use that? i doubt it #last life smp #fairy fort

[avengerphobic]

what project(s) are you working on rn? 👀

for amareyes

the onlyfans au: Amadeus's nudes get leaked and he starts an onlyfans to profit off of them and also to have some control over his life. robbie and him becomes friends and eventually smth more

nursing home au: robbie is laid off of the garage. he starts working at an assisted living as a quick job but senior care is a black hole and he ends up caring too fucking much. Hercules is one of his residents and Amadeus suddenly starts showing up way more after Robbie starts working there

professor jacks au: jackie gets a job as a professor. amadeus and Robbie take her class. they start a team together

other stuff

Monica's Avengers: the avengers disband and start anew. Monica is elected as chair person again. she makes a team consisting on dane whitman, hercules, amadeus, nico minoru and America Chavez (america pending tho cuz idk what to do with her). oh dane had a secret daughter he didnt tell anyone about 🤷‍♂️ also love triangles cuz I love a good love triangle

and then various femslash smut fics because those are my roots

#answered #dukethomas

[merryfortune]

Courage as easy as light

Written for Femslash February 2023

Prompt: Light

Title: Courage as easy as light

Ship: Hana/Saaya

Fandom: Hugtto! Pretty Cure

Rating: T

Word Count: 1,081

Tags: Developing Relationship, Love Confessions, Crushes

   The last few rays of light from the sunset were coming in as wide, orange beams through the window of the second storey classroom. Hana and Saaya were the only ones inside, packing up the last few items of stationery that they had borrowed for the homework centre.

   “I appreciate all your help, Hana, it's really nice seeing my friends get involved in something like that.” Saaya commented, more to herself than Hana despite it being praise for the latter.

   “It's not a problem at all. What are friends for?” Hana asked with a smile as she picked up the broom.

   There wasn’t much to be swept away. Except for her feelings. Hana didn’t know why but something about right now, this afternoon and how it melded into the evening, it just felt right. 

   It would be spur of the moment but as was Saaya who had invited Hana first out of the blue. It was the sort of thing that would look good on high school applications but even beyond that. Hana was genuinely happy to assist with the other tutors at the homework centre since one of their other peers was stuck home with a nasty flu.

   So, in a way, their energies would match. They would have had equal opportunity to ask something of the other but what Hana wanted to ask. It had more gravity than just whether or not she could help out at an elective activity.

   She wanted to confess her feelings that she had unto Saaya.

   They were always there. Making her heart flutter and even soar. Saaya was just so sweet and for a little longer than the other girls, Hana depended on her the most as their alter egos as Pretty Cures. That little extra mile, it meant a lot. To say nothing of Saaya’s genteel personality and gracious charm. Her passion for what hse pursued: whether it was academics or acting, medicine or making monsters pay, it inspired Hana a lot.

   She wanted Saaya to know that she made her heart sing, that she thoroughly enjoyed every moment that she got to spend with her. Even cleaning up after club activities, Hana found it more exciting but there was a little fear nagging at the back of her mind.

   What if Saaya didn’t feel the same way? Or, even if she did, what if now wasn’t a good time for her to pursue a relationship. She had all her future piled up in front of her and the same, Hana felt, could not be said about her.

   “There we go. All done.” Saaya piped up.

   “Oh, um, yep.” Hana said and she scrambled to empty out the attached dust-pan into a bin.

   “Thank you, again, by the way, for helping out.” Saaya said as she curled a strand of her long hair behind her ear. “I know I already said that but I truly do appreciate it.”

   Her soft-spoken countenance was always so prim and proper, her courtesy boundless, to anyone and everyone. It never failed to make Hana blush and her heart skip a beat. She felt like she was being addressed by a princess, not a peer. She smiled, hoping she didn’t look too red in the face.

   “It's no problem at all.” Hana said and she felt the part of a pauper replying, holding onto the broom awkwardly.

   She couldn’t look at Saaya directly, it was akin to looking straight into the sun. Not because she was so bright that it was piercing, but because the light she exuded was so illuminating. Even now, Saaya looked haloed by the sunset and those last beams of sunlight coming in before night properly fell. It was a beautiful moment at time, somehow made yet more satisfying after an afternoon of helping out. Doing maths problems, tweaking sentences in essays, that sort of thing. It felt good to work hard.

   “Where does this broom go again, by the way?” Hana asked.

   “Just over there.” Saaya said.

   How Saaya moved, it was more like a dancer than not. She half stepped back, twisted at her waist and she pointed to the far corner of the classroom.

   “I don’t know why it was left closer to the door than usual.” Saaya said.

   “Me neither.” Hana shrugged.

   She walked past Saaya who returned back to her position zero. Ankles together, shoes bumping together. Hana hung up the broom and when she turned back, she was struck again by the light that surrounded Saaya.

   She was beautiful and these feelings. They were blurting out.

   “Saaya,” Hana said, frazzled, uncertain of her own words, of if there was a script she ought to follow at all, “there’s something I have to tell you.”

   Hana came closer whilst Saaya blinked owlishly. Hana took her hands and together, they were both framed by the window, curtains pushed far to either side so all the fleeting light of the sunset could turn them dark.

   “I like you.” Hana said. “A lot.”

   “Oh.” Saaya gasped.

   “Do you… feel the same way?” Hana asked and blood began to drone in her ears.

   Courage as easy and liquid as light that opened up over the world, turned to something hard and sludgy inside of her, became like a rock that closed in on itself like a geode. All those fears from before. They returned stronger this time, in magnitude of response. Regret wreaked havoc on Hana as she kept recalling days from when she was shyer, more a pushover, maybe she was meant to be that way and not an emissary of high spirits.

   “I, um, do.” Saaya quietly confessed.

   Her head tilted to the side as Hana’s eyes became wider and wider. She held onto Saaya’s hand firmer. They were so soft and delicate, she didn’t want to break them but the shock was too much. Hana’s face split into a grin.

   “Hooray. I’m glad.” Hana beamed. 

   “Me too.” Saaya replied, demure. 

   “Let’s, um, spend more time with each other then. Alone.” Hana suggested.

   “I’d like that very much. Maybe more moments like this.” Saaya suggested in turn.

   Hana smiled, “I would really like that.” 

   With that as an invitation, both girls leaned into one another. Closer. Until their breaths met and their lips followed. They kissed. A touch uncertain, it was both their first but against the backdrop of this all-consuming sunset which was now, more quickly, turning to dusk, it just felt right. An entwining of their mutual feelings.

#femslash #femslash february 2023 #femslashfeb2023 #hugtto precure #hugtto pretty cure #precure #hugtto #cure yell #cure ange #saaya yakushiji #yakushiji saaya #nono hana #hana nono #writing tag #courage as easy as light #i have had this idea on the backburner since the early days of hugtto airing omg

[silviasi22]

Go and vote for your fav 10 femslash ships from TV Shows!

and pls, don’t cheat, respect the rules & have fun.

#femslash elections 2021 #femslash elections #vote femslash #silviasi22 #femslash #lesbian tv shows

[pansexual-chocolate]

My contribution to February 2020

it is black history / Femslash / Women in Horror Month. It is also aro ace week. I celebrate in my little corner of the internet by showing ships and showing off a character in all their splendor and glory.

The freak bride / Kimmy from the purge: Election year

And

prudence from the chilling tales of Sabrina

Rita veder from vampire in Brooklyn

And

Lena Aruza from The night of the cobra woman

Valerie grey from Danny phantom

And

Sinn from Frisky dingo

Simone Bethson from Saw VI and Saw 3D

And 

Selena from 28 days later the movie and the comics

Raquel from Netflix Crazy head

And

Carmen from Netflix Siempre Bruja

And Ace/Aro character:

Alexa Woods from Alien vs predator 2004

#black history month #black history #black women #movies #films #film #femslash #women in horror #netflix #crazy head #alien vs predator #vampire in brooklyn #the purge election year #siempre bruja #28 days later #frisky dingo #Saw VI #Saw3D #the night of the cobra woman #the purge #election year #the chilling tales of sabrina #the chilling adventures of sabrina #AROACE WEEK #cross shipping is the best #shipping #I love all these women so much #feburary

[eveningsandcoffeespoons]

If We Do the Unthinkable by @cassiopeiasara

There are images from this oops-we-got-married-in-Atlantic-City fic that are and will be stuck in my brain forever, and it has all the queer domesticity and carefully resolved conflict and complex supporting characters a gal could dream of. 

#ghostbusters #patty tolan #jillian holtzmann #toltzmann #cassiopeiasara #adventures in ps #fic edits #renewed my ps subscription after that O8 exchange and by gum I'm going to make it worth it #there is a lot of good femslash out there that has been really important in a literary/fiction/art way for me #but ghostbusters will always have a very special place in my heart #and cass's stuff specifically #like--8 months ago when I was on the bus to go on a date with this super lovely woman I'd been talking with for almost half a year #the woman who is currently a much beloved significant gal pal #I was going back through her catalogue #because these two weirdos + the queer joy in those stories is a really particular kind of soothing delight #anyway #let's see if this creative spell can survive the final weeks of the diss #(also I stole the post-its from a news article about the NYC subway after the election pls ignore the actual content)

[asleepinawell]

How has poi changed your life? Genuinely curious, I love this show

I got this ask in May '20 and am only now answering it. :')

part of the problem with answering it is that half of the answer would be to the question of 'how has fandom changed your life' where poi is the fandom I've been the most active in and where fandom made the most difference. and that's a long story

my first draft of this was over 2k words long, and went back much further in time explaining how i had and hadn’t fit into queer spaces and fandom throughout my life. I edited it way back but it’s still long-ish, so you can read it below the break

many years ago, when I got my first full time job in my chosen industry my senior year of college I was so busy that I couldn't function. massive unhealthy amounts of overtime and a toxic work environment. (don't work at tech start-ups, kids!!!) my social life vanished. strikethrough on livejournal happened right then too and fandom, which i’d only been a silent participant in at that point, kind of went quiet for a while and by the time it started regrouping I was so busy that I didn't know about it. several awful years later I quit my job, spent several months in my room in my parents' house trying to recover from massive burn out (see my comment about tech start-ups), and then got a job on the opposite coast and left behind my whole circle of friends some of whom made up my entire connection to the queer community at that time.

making friends after college is very hard when you're an introvert and just generally don't like socializing that much. making queer friends can be even harder since there's fewer places to meet them and there's often an underlying question of dating/sex that hovers around awkwardly when sometimes what you want is just an absolutely no romo/no sex friendship. so while I did make a few queer friends eventually, I didn't have that same sort of community I did before I'd moved and I missed it

(I would be remiss in not saying that the queer friends i made in this time are all amazing and wonderful and some are still my close friends and very important to me. The thing I’m highlighting here was the lack of feeling like I was part of a larger queer community).

fast forward a bit. I get sick. like really really sick. I'm in and out of the ER, I'm missing tons of work, I'm mostly bed-ridden. I think after the last few years people can more easily appreciate how intensely lonely and surreal being stuck at home by yourself non stop can be when you're not used to it. sometime right before that I'd joined tumblr for the sole purpose of looking at cat pictures on my phone during boring meetings. I wasn't really aware that this was where fandom had migrated to (it was in fact possible to use tumblr without intersecting with fandom). but stuck home alone with time to kill I started looking for art and gifs of the tv and games I was consuming and stumbled into fandom tumblr and specifically queer femslash fandom.

I kind of poked around the territory and eventually fell into the carmilla fandom which became the first fandom I actually created content for. a few of my fics had a decent audience and while I was never part of the central core of the fandom I made some good friends there. some of y'all probably followed me back then. I eventually drifted away from carmilla for a lot of reasons I won't get into and stumbled right into poi. this would have been between seasons 4 and 5, late 2015-early 2016.

my health problems get more exciting and I end up in the hospital. I have vague memories of watching poi on my laptop in my hospital bed (vague because I was on a lot of morphine). I actually posted some fic while I was in the hospital (would have been the end of my carmilla run still).

and I get out of the hospital (early 2016) and am somewhat better but it's pretty clear that I'm going to have chronic health issues probably for the rest of my life. my social life, such as it was, was mostly dead, a lot of stuff I used to do for fun was much harder to manage. I'm still spending a ton of time at home (not even counting covid) and I have bad days where I feel terrible and can't do much. but I'll come back to that

I think most of us remember 2016. the year tv show runners fully embraced the bury your gays trope (and sometimes the fridging trope at the same time as a bonus!) and, by autostraddle's tally, 30 queer female characters in tv shows died. and then on top of that we had the actual real world tragedy of the pulse nightclub shootings. it was a massively depressing time all around for queer people

s5 of poi aired that year. I know people have different opinions on s5 of poi, and that's valid. I hated it. and I really intensely hated how it treated root and shaw. there aren't enough words to express how fucking angry I was after s5. or rather, there are 319,678 words.

I wrote a fic many of you may have read called sliding towards chaos that rewrote the entirety of poi from mid-s3 onwards. it got pretty popular lol. I put so much into writing it, too. it was basically a second full time job for me and a great way to take my mind off the fact I was still having health problems and all the crazy shit going on in the world (we had a presidential election in the US in 2016 :)))) it did not go well!)

i'm very proud of writing stc, and even if I think it isn't my strongest writing (which is good! improving over time is good!), it was what really connected me to a lot of other people in the fandom. I felt part of the fandom community in a way I hadn't with carmilla and it was an intensely queer community built around shared interests

one of the problems with finding queer friend groups out in the 'real world' is you're often gathering to meet based on the uniting factor of being queer, and your interests may vary greatly. fandom is amazing because it lets you find queer people who you share all these interests with and who you can bond with over them and collaborate with and that's just so so important. does fandom have a ton of issues and toxicity and bigotry? yes, absolutely. but it also has so much good to offer

through stc and later fics I became close friends with some really really cool people in the fandom (including my favorite writer and my favorite artist). these are people I'm still very close friends with. some of them I've hung out with offline and the ones I haven't are mostly because they live too far away. after years of not having my own queer circle of friends I have found one again and one I can usually participate in even with my health problems and that is such an important thing to me

on a creative front, the fic writing and the gif making I've done have both taught me an enormous amount and been a very positive part of my life. working collaboratively on comics has been one of the coolest things I've done. there is just so much good that came out of me seeing one shoot gif on tumblr dot com years ago and being like hmm looks gay I'm in

and in terms of the actual content of the show, I think a lot of the reason I was drawn to it (other than my lingering crush on fred from angel) was that root and shaw felt so uniquely and wonderfully queer in a way few f/f ships I'd seen had before. shaw being bi and reading as aro to me (I've talked about that here) and root being a chaotic computer nerd just felt so relatable to me and their relationship with each other made sense to me in a way that few others had. and the specific draw that they had for some fans probably has a lot to do with why I found friends in this fandom who I really clicked with

so yeah. I don't know how to sum this up. fandom can be a great way to find your people and engage your creativity and I think that's very sexy

#mp #asks #I added the read more line on mobile so I hope it actually works #personal

[booasaur]

Equality Town Hall - October 10, 2019 (x)

#elizabeth warren #us elections 2020 #femslash related stuff #lol #the response it deserves #cannot believe it's still an issue

[whoneedsapublisher]

Her Missing Half

Femslash February day 15 "Late Night"

Words: ~550

Summary: Nozomi got used to having Nico with her. That makes her not being there hurt all the more.

Also on Ao3

***********************

Nozomi sighed, staring up at the plain dark ceiling above her.

“You know, Nozomi,” she said to the empty air. “Good girls and boy would are all asleep by now.”

No one responded, of course. She was alone in her bedroom. Alone in the house. It was nothing new, but it hurt so much more now. More than it had in a long time. It was a feeling of loneliness that she’d thought she’d lost the capacity to feel. Something that had faded when she was still a child, something she’d become numb to after years of tucking herself in at night.

Just another thing that Nico made her feel that no one else could.

She sighed again.

“You knew this would happen,” she scolded herself. “You knew when you asked her out. She told you when you asked her out.”

Nico had always been ambitious. Maybe to the point of naivieté. Nozomi was pretty sure that Nico was not going to be elected the universe’s greatest idol anytime soon. Even if she reached the top of the industry, in a few years there’d be no end of idols that people argued were better than her at her prime, and even at her prime people would say there were former idols that surpassed her. But even if she couldn’t reach the ludicrous heights of “unanimously agreed #1”, after μ’s Nico did have the chance to get into the industry. It was only a matter of time. Nozomi had known that. And she’d known that Nico would never turn down that chance.

…And she’d known that idols weren’t allowed to date.

She’d comforted herself with rationalisations. It would be fine as long as they weren’t caught. Who would suspect a female friend of being a girlfriend? They’d be fine.

But it took a toll on her to pretend. Nico was very clear that Nozomi wasn’t allowed to tell anyone. She didn’t trust the rest of μ’s to keep the secret. Which, well, Nozomi had to admit that she couldn’t entirely disagree. Some of the other members might not be able to keep a secret all that well. But even if she understood, having to hide that from the others, from Eli in particular, was painful.

And then the worse part had come.

Somehow, when Nozomi had told herself things would work out, she’d forgotten something about being an idol.

Being a successful school idol was a local job. Being a successful national idol was not.

Nico had to travel. And Nozomi couldn’t come with her. Even if she didn’t have her own work, her travelling with Nico would be too suspicious. A female friend was one thing, but one who came with her on tours? That would start rumours. And Nico wouldn’t stand for that.

And so Nico was out there, travelling the country to the delight of her fans. And Nozomi was left alone in her apartment. The familiar warmth of Nico’s body was missing, leaving her bed cold and empty. The sound of Nico’s steady breathing was absent, leaving her bedroom quiet and forlorn.

Nozomi sighed.

“You got yourself into this, Nozomi,” she told herself. “You just have to live with it.”

And that meant living through these lonely sleepless nights, wishing that Nico was here.

#love live #nozonico

[alterofnaught]

femslash feb prompts [day 15: alternate universe- celestia/kirigiri (1.2Kwords)]

Summary: Kirigiri has an encounter with a familiar phantom thief.

[celesgiri- phantom thief// detective alternate universe- typical make out session between supposed rivals]

Excerpt: Kirigiri adjusts her glove, refusing to flinch or even allow the tiniest bit of shock to reflect on her face or posture. Her breath and heartbeat are even as she replies, “It’s hardly a surprise when you send such a… personal invitation.” 

The woman titters, “How could I resist, dear? It is always such a delight when our paths cross. Do you not agree?” Her perfectly manicured hands slide across her leather jacket as she slides around to face the detective, a tiny smile peeking from under her mask. 

“What are you up to, Gambler?” Kirigiri asks of the thief electing to use her chosen moniker. For a criminal, she’s extravagantly dressed as always. A black dress with all its frills and a mask to perfectly match that particular aesthetic of hers. It hides her face, of course, but does nothing to conceal those piercing crimson eyes or lips painted the exact same shade. 

“Oh, nothing. You know I never get my hands dirty.” The other woman twirls a dark strand in between her fingers.  

ao3 link

#celesgiri #celestia ludenberg #kyoko kirigiri #femslash february #i am aware it is LONG past february its fine #time is relative

[flo-nelja]

Rafiki by Wanuri Kahiu

For this femslash february, I will do recs of female-centered stories with canon wlw!

Length: One short movie, 1h20 Who is the wlw? The two main characters, Kena and Ziki Is there other representation? It happens in Kenya, so everyone is Black. There's a gay man, a few fat women, all in background Warnings? Homophobia. What about the plot? Two girls from very different backgrounds, whose fathers are competing against each other in an election, become friends, then more. How good it is? I loved it! It's well filmed, I loved to see a movie that happened in a country I don't know well, and the girls are very cute. (also there are no sex scenes, but the soft touching was hotter than some sex scenes in movies, ha ha) Of course the homophobia makes it a harsh story. And I would have liked if the ending was a bit longer. But it was good.

Happy ending or not? (spoilers)

Could be more explicit but very hopeful.

#rafiki #femslash february

[fanonical]

unpopular opinion: the reason there’s not as many (or really any) popular wlw pairs is bc most authors don’t bother to properly develop female characters’ personalities so people don’t get as attached. it’s a large part the sexism of the writers and can’t entirely be blamed on fetishizing mlm (not to say that’s not an issue too). most popular YA books have mostly male MC’s and even if there Is a really well developed female character, there’s usually only one

i want to agree with this, but i can’t.

as much as i’m sure this is part of the problem, all you need to do is take any fandom with predominately female characters to dispel this myth. and i say myth, because it IS a myth that “people would be more attached to femslash ships and fics if there were more well developed female character”

let’s use Harry Potter as the prime example here, shall we? been around a long time, this is a Harry Potter blog, big fandom etc. Harry Potter has loads of well developed female characters. Maybe a few less than well-developed male characters, but not by much. Rowling certainly had a problem with misogyny (don’t get me started on Lavender) but for the most part, her female characters are well developed, interesting, believable and relatable

...However, straight ships and slash ships still always overpower femslash on every fanfic website I can find. Hermione and Luna, two very well loved characters who interact a bunch and are designed as foils for each other, is considered a rarepair, because people would pretty much ubiquitously prefer to ship any male character with any other male character.

Secondly.... you choose what you read. Yes, literature has a misogyny problem but.... if you can’t find any good YA novels that have developed female characters, I feel like that’s on you? I could walk into any bookstore and find a good YA book with a female lead, or multiple female leads in seconds. If you’re choosing not to read these, and electing to read books and franchises about only one female character with a secondary role... that’s kind of on you. I was a librarian for years, so trust me, I know what I’m talking about.

Thirdly, name any fandom with predominately female characters and I guarantee you that either the top ship won’t be femslash, or it will be but only marginally.

Fandom has a problem with women, and it’s disingenuous to say that it is to do with writers. Sometimes it can be, but you can CHOOSE not to read or watch fiction that has shitty representation. I don’t have any problem finding fiction with predominately female characters, or with well written female characters, even big fandoms. If you do, maybe ask yourself why you aren’t drawn to them. You might be surprised to find out that the answer might be internalised misogyny.

[moocowmoocow]

Femslash February 24 - Lily

After the election, Sorrento-Gillis sent out the core of his cabinet throughout the globe to calm worried oligarchs. Despite his somewhat radical entry into politics, he was quite devoted to not upsetting Earth’s status quo. Which is why Chrisjen was in Lagos at a meeting of the West African Consortiums.

When the program for the evening was done, Chrisjen leaned against the closed door of her hotel room. Fuck. She hated bullshit like this. She was in this government to wield power behind the scenes, not suck up to rich assholes. She made her way further into the room to pour herself a drink when she noticed a vase of lilies placed on the nightstand.

She made her way over to the flowers and plucked out the card. It had a room number and was signed Nancy. And perhaps it was unwise, but Chrisjen was both curious and bored enough to go.

She was mildly surprised when Nancy Gao answered her knock. She lost track when Nancy moved to the private sector after Beijing but she wasn’t surprised that she had made her way towards gaining power. “Come. Have a drink.” Nancy said.

Chrisjen looked around the room, which was larger than her own. Nancy had done very well for herself over the years. Chrisjen took the drink offered and sat down. “What are we toasting tonight?”

Nancy sat next to her. “Sorrento-Gillis asked me to join the Cabinet. Home Secretary.”

Impressive. And completely out of Chrisjen’s wheelhouse. She was concerned about Mars and the Belt, not who was getting what grain shipments. But she was annoyed that she was out of the loop for such an important Cabinet position. She kept her face neutral. “Congratulations.”

Nancy reached out and placed her hand on Chrisjen thigh. “I told you I’d make it to New York on my own.”

Chrisjen drained her drink and squeezed the hand on her thigh. “You did. Congratulations.” She stood, placed a kiss on Nancy’s forehead and left.

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