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writerproblem193I forgot to post about this fic earlier — Michael and Tilly are soulmates and they discover that while Michael is still in prison because of course they do.
Title: eight thousand one hundred eighty six
Author:writerproblem193 / ![[archiveofourown.org profile]](https://p.dreamwidth.org/b164c54b26e4/-/archiveofourown.org/favicon.ico)
ThatAloneOne
Wordcount: 2232
Rating: G
Pairing: Michael Burnham/Sylvia Tilly
Additional Tags: Soulmate AU, written on the skin soulmate au
Summary: The Federation was always the cruellest when it tried to be kind.
The marker stared Michael down. It was plain, grey, and double ended: a thick felt tip on one end, a fine pen on the other. It was shiny the way most replicated objects were, not quite metal and not quite plastic.
AO3 has it right here!
Title: eight thousand one hundred eighty six
Author:
writerproblem193 / Wordcount: 2232
Rating: G
Pairing: Michael Burnham/Sylvia Tilly
Additional Tags: Soulmate AU, written on the skin soulmate au
Summary: The Federation was always the cruellest when it tried to be kind.
The marker stared Michael down. It was plain, grey, and double ended: a thick felt tip on one end, a fine pen on the other. It was shiny the way most replicated objects were, not quite metal and not quite plastic.
Along with basic foods and items from each of the Federation cultures, each replicator contained a pattern for soulmate facilitation devices. Even prison replicators had them. The Federation weren’t monsters, after all. Not even to Michael, who was one.
AO3 has it right here!
