if you ask me making worf the fucking paragon klingon tryhard was a bad move. Worf son of Mogh spends most of his time in Star Trek being obsessed with a culture he only knows second hand and that doesn't respect him all in admiration of a father who died before he was out of diapers.
I want an AU where Worf says "the honorable thing to do as a klingon is to model myself after my father? Well my father is Sergey Rozhenko, so that's who I'm going to emulate."
Give me Worf Rozhenko, Hyperslav.
Give me the Worf who shows up to the bridge drunk off his ass on vodka and still fires straighter than any other security officer.
Give me the Worf who spent years tracking down design documents from centuries-old out-of-business capitalist enterprises in a fucking post-scarcity socialist utopia so he can get an authentic Adidas track suit Get that Nike shit out of here Nike's for Romulans.
Give me the Worf whose personal holodeck program is a fucking Cossack bar in St Petersburg c. September 1918 because if there's one thing he loves more than anything on a Saturday night it's getting fucked up and fucking up some Tsarists.
Give me the Worf who was embraced by humans, both his parents and his community, and embraces them back with a ferocity and joy that is beautiful and terrifying.
Give me the Worf who stands off against Klingons who see him like some kind of federation pet and when they say "Ah, Worf, Son of Mogh, you miserable petaQ!" responds defiantly "That's Lt. Rozhenko to you сука блять!"