ladyloves! - a f/f comment ficathon

[dollsome]

I have been wanting to do this for awhile, so, LET'S.

ladyloves!

a f/f comment ficathon

Rules
(Shamelessly copy/pasted from a past comment ficathon, because I am really bad at rules)
+ Pairings requested shall be female/female (... duh)
+ One prompt per comment, and please format your comment along the lines of: "[Fandom] - [Pairing] - [Prompt]." Feel free to submit as many prompt-comments as you'd like. The more the better!
+ If you respond to a prompt, include the pairing and a title at the top of your comment.
+ If your fic's got an R/NC-17 rating, please indicate as much in the comment subject line as well.
+ Spread the word!--

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The Vampire Diaries - Caroline/Rebekah - we'll paint this city red by morning by magisterequitum

Downton Abbey - Mary/Lavinia - and our feelings prey upon us by dollsome

Game of Thrones - Sansa/Shae - the night is dark by laeria

The Vampire Diaries - Rebekah/Tatia, Rebekah/Elena - to echo out of tune by pocochina

Don't Trust The B In Apartment 23 - Chloe/June - mystery left by portions_forfox

Parks & Rec - Ann/April - evolution takes its toll by portions_forfox

Doctor Who - Amy/Martha - wound up in a movie with no story by portions_forfox

The Hour - Bel/Lix - wants us to be happy by mapsounds

Skins - Mini/Liv - sour in the summer heat by perfectlystill

Once Upon A Time - Regina/Emma - You caught me lingering by buffied

Gilmore Girls - Rory/Paris - thus with(out) a kiss by dollsome

Pretty Little Liars - Emily/Hanna - do you still keep pictures of old girlfriends by perfectlystill

The Vampire Diaries - Caroline/Rebekah/Katherine/Elena - No Pedestals Are Quite This High by rosaxx50

Revenge - Amanda/Emily - the beast you've made of me by perfectlystill

Harry Potter - Ginny/Luna - i'm living in an age that calls darkness light by theviolonist

Skins - Effy/Pandora - vulnerable by rumpledlinen

Don't Trust The B In Apartment 23 - Chloe/June - Cold Food, Warm Champagne by fandomnerd

Skins - Michelle/Jal - off chance with a poster of a girl by portions_forfox

Pretty Little Liars/Veronica Mars - Alison DiLaurentis/Lilly Kane - we have lived so long (and hardly at all) by immortality

True Love - Karen/Holly - The Unpure by thisisagift

The Avengers - Natasha/Sif - The tangle of webs by thisisagift

Pretty Little Liars - Alison/Emily - there is no happiness like mine by immortality

Pretty Little Liars - Alison/Emily - there's still a part of me left for you by immortality

Downton Abbey - Cora/Sarah - you burned whilst I cried by amandiers

Once Upon A Time - Evil Queen/Red + Regina/Ruby - New Skins by thisisagift

Black Swan - Nina/Lily - dance my way under the wires (into your wired heart) by theviolonist

Nikita - Alex/Nikita - When You Can Hold Me Together by jessicaqueen

Doctor Who - Rose/Martha - wood and clay by portions_forfox

True Blood - Sookie/Pam - Blood Promise by femme_slash_fan

Comments

[zombie_boogie.livejournal.com]

Don't Trust the B in Apartment 23 - Chloe/June - pink champagne

[fandomnerd.livejournal.com]

Cold Food, Warm Champagne ; don't trust the bitch in apartment 23 ; june/chloe ; rated pg13 because of implied sex

It's their first anniversary. It's their first anniversary, and June cooked this whole big dinner, and got James to help her move everything out of their living room so that they could have a picnic without actually having to leave the apartment (it makes sex so much easier). Flickering vanilla-scented candles (Chloe had laughed for ages because of course June's favorite scent is vanilla) line the room (but, of course, June had had the last laugh because as it turns out, vanilla candles mixed with June's natural scent are quite the aphrodisiac for Chloe), and June has mood music playing in the background, and she is wearing her sexy (but highly uncomfortable) lingerie, and Chloe is late.

June huffs and collapses on the soft rug covering the hardwood floor of their living room. She really should have anticipated this, but for some reason she'd really thought that Chloe would be on time for this. Maybe she'd been too naive, believing Chloe when she'd promised to be absolutely, positively on time, no exceptions. She glances at their digital clock, which reads 8:03pm. Chloe is officially an hour and three minutes late.

Just as she's about to say screw it, and change into more comfortable clothes, the door slams open, making her jump. She puts her hand on her chest, feels her heart race under her palm. She stares at a panting Chloe, who is clutching what looks like a hot pink champagne bottle. June is about to berate Chloe for her lateness when she notices that Chloe's eyes are closed and she's leaning against the door. She looks exhausted. Her anger fades away and she rushes to Chloe, concerned.

Chloe opens her eyes when June is no more than a foot away from her, her face already schooled into an apologetic expression. "I'm so sorry I'm late..." she starts, but doesn't get much farther than that when she registers what June's wearing. Or rather, what's June's not wearing. "Oh wow," she whispers to June's boobs, which are are barely covered and have been pushed and conformed to somehow be even perkier than usual. Her mouth stretches into a positively filthy leer of its own volition when she finally manages to pry her eyes from her girlfriend's boobs, and sees the vast expanse of creamy, flawless leg on display. June rolls her eyes, forcing herself not to blush under Chloe's scrutiny. The leer wipes the concern from her mind, and simultaneously fires up her temper and her libido. She chooses to ignore the latter for the moment.

She smacks Chloe on the shoulder. "Where have you been?! You're over an hour late, and you promised you'd be on time."

Chloe has the grace to at least try to school her face back into an apologetic expression. "I know, and I'm sorry, but getting pink champagne took way longer than I thought it would." She holds up the pink bottle, as if to emphasize her point.

[zombie_boogie.livejournal.com]

Game of Thrones/ASOIAF - Margaery/Sansa - So we grew together, Like to a double cherry, seeming parted; But yet a union in partition,Two lovely berries moulded on one stem.

[zombie_boogie.livejournal.com]

Parks and Recreation - Ann/April - I used to be so good at hating you

[portions-forfox.livejournal.com]

evolution takes its toll ; ( 1 / 2 ) ; parks and recreation ; ann/april ; pg13
I thought I was the only one who shipped this. I was, like, waiting for someone to ask.


It starts with a drunk Tom hanging off Ann's shoulder at a work party, slurring something about a business meeting with Kanye in the morning, and Ann just rolls her eyes and tips back the glass of champagne she's holding, tan neck bobbing as she swallows.

"If you and Kanye intend to collaborate on business investments in European countries then I hope you'll take into account the failing status of the euro, Tom," says Ann, probably because she's feeling irritated, and angry, and like a little bit depressed.

Tom responds with something like, "Naaaah, he's gon' teach me how to dougie," which doesn't even really make sense because that's some other rapper, and even a drunk Tom is a Tom who knows his rappers, but anyway the point is

"You're doing a really good job of solving your desperate loneliness by dating guys who are way dumber than you," April deadpans (which is like her only speech pattern anyway), and Andy's all Whoooaaaa and makes a quick detour to drunk!Ben because he really hates confrontational social situations, especially ones that involve Ann and April. Or yeah, pretty much anything that involves Ann and April in the same room.

Ann narrows her eyes and makes her What face (it's a dumb face), and April's banking on her coming back with something not-actually-insulting-because-she's-boring-and-nice like What the hell, April, you're the one who set us up, but instead it's

"Yeah, well at least I don't marry them." Which, like, burns.

Drunk!Tom slumps over, slobbering into Ann's shoulder as his limp arms flail around her neck, and oh fucking hell she's actually picking him up now, the little shit's actually getting carried to his car by his girlfriend.

April watches Ann walk away and thinks, All right.



-



Ann's been single for over a year now, and she's starting to get pissed off. She snaps more often at her friends, uses sarcasm on Leslie because she knows it'll go right over her head, drinks, laughs harsher now.

At first April hated her because of the whole Andy thing, obviously, but as that started to get less and less relevant she kind of hated her for how fucking nice she was. Like, who the fuck can put up a front for that long. And if it wasn't a front, God, how boring did you have to be.

But now, like... There's this time where this reporter from the Pawnee Journal comes to interview Ann about public health or whatever, and they're in the main part of the office and April's at her desk and she can hear him asking these fuckass questions, trying to dig into her personal life like, Does your job get in the way of your relationship oh you're not in a relationship hahaha neither am I how funny, and Ann's like. Totally just bullshitting him, and he doesn't even realize it, that's how good she is, like:

What inspired you to become a nurse, was it your parents?

My parents are dead

and it's actually really hilarious. But Ann's got a dead straight look on her face through the whole thing, so like, kudos.

Well. Almost the whole thing.

You must stay like really fit, really healthy, you know, since you're in charge of public health and all, says the guy, and Ann's all like Actually I have herpes.

And April smiles. Just a little bit. And Ann looks over and smiles just a little bit too.

[anoel.livejournal.com]

Because I always seem to fall in love with femslash pairings that never get written...

Parks & Recreation - Leslie/Jennifer - political battles turn them on

[perfectlystill.livejournal.com]

pretty little liars, aria/hanna,

they keep on burying our dead
they keep on planting their bones in the ground
but they won't grow

[perfectlystill.livejournal.com]

skins, mini/liv, everytime that you're upset and i smile / i know i should forget, but i can't.

[pirateygoodness.livejournal.com]

Warehouse 13, Myka/Claudia - so not like a big sister, after all

[pirateygoodness.livejournal.com]

Lost Girl, Bo/Lauren, going on an actual date

[pirateygoodness.livejournal.com]

Lost Girl, Bo/Kenzi, I love you like I love oxygen

[la-petite-singe.livejournal.com]

The Borgias - Giulia/Lucrezia - wedding dress

[la-petite-singe.livejournal.com]

Game of Thrones/ASoIaF - Margaery/Sansa - this is not a love story

[la-petite-singe.livejournal.com]

X-Men: First Class - Angel/Raven - after the beach

[la-petite-singe.livejournal.com]

Downton Abbey - Mary/Anna - I'm no lady

[la-petite-singe.livejournal.com]

Boardwalk Empire - Angela/Louise - we're invisible here

[veils.livejournal.com]

Rizzoli & Isles - Jane/Maura - there's no one like you

[got_swagger]

The Vampire Diaries, Rebekah/Elena

You are the girl that I've been dreaming of ever since I was a little girl

[xthe-originalx.livejournal.com]

Elena's old dreams from when she was a child came back to mind when she first saw Rebekah. As strange as it was. She felt familiar with Rebekah. The dreams she had as a little kid around 9, 10, and 11 were centered around the roaring twenties.

She imagined a blonde. She had short pin curls, that was apparently the style back then. A white, beaded dress hugging her form. Bright blue eyes that would stare at Elena so openly, with a slight smirk across her face the whole time.

That had been her haven from the reality she faced everyday with school and chores and everything in between. She could easily just drift off into hour-long daydreams. Creating her own story of her life in the twenties. It was perfect to her. She never wanted to give it up. But eventually she grew up and she begrudgingly let it go.

Occasionally the same dreams would cross her mind. She remembered the girl to be troubled. Just like how she was at the time when her parents died. She felt she could relate herself to the girl. There had been moments in her fantasy world where they both would just cry. Elena felt it was the best way to deal with things.

Even if the girl wasn't real. She helped Elena cope and accept eventually. She didn't dare tell anyone about this. They would've set her straight to the mental institution if she had. But now she was seeing her in person. In the flesh, the girl was real.

She looked at Rebekah oddly and Rebekah stared back. “Yes?” she asked. Elena gulped. “How do you seem so familiar?” she asked in a breathy whisper. She chuckled in response. “You saw me coming Elena,” Rebekah replied knowingly. Elena just stared at her confused.

She turned to leave Elena hanging there in suspense. “Wait!” but the blonde was already gone before the single word left Elena's mouth.

Elena saw her around school and she couldn't help but stare for excessive periods of time. Caroline would be there. “Why are you staring at the vampire slut?!” she demanded sharply. Elena shook her head. “I wasn't,” she lied easily. “I spaced out and stared at nothing, she just happened to be in that direction,” she shrugged it off.

Elena and Rebekah meet again when Elena is one of the last of the students to leave the school. “Hello Elena,” she smirked as her voice carried a sickeningly sweet tone to it. Elena stared at her blankly. “What do you want?” she asked coolly. “I wanted to talk to you about your little fantasy world you lived in with me during the 20s,” Rebekah drawled, holding her stare with Elena. Elena froze. “That's quite weird,” she nodded awkwardly.

“You saw me coming. You already knew me way before any of this,” Rebekah said. “But I don't understand how...” she said stupidly, gulping away the lump that built up in her throat. “Some bond, I don't know. But Gloria told me this would happen back then,” she said. Suddenly Rebekah disappeared.

God! Elena was sure she could just stick with dreaming of Rebekah instead. Being around her was to confusing and she didn't know what to think. But she knew it wouldn't last long. It seemed Elena was stuck with Rebekah.

[stainofmylove.livejournal.com]

skins - effy/pandora - you tested your metal on doe's skin and petals, while kissing the lipless, who bleed all the sweetness away.

[rumpledlinen.livejournal.com]

vulnerable; skins, gen 2, effy/pandora; rated r (1/2)

She dreams about Effy, sometimes.

She isn't gay but she wants - wants pale skin and dark hair, teeth biting at her hips, at her sides. She wants to be marked, to be properly fucked by Ef, the person she loves most in the world.

(It's more than that, though. It isn't really love or anything like it - it's vicious and when she thinks about it it's not good, like it should be. It's rough and dark and Pandora wants it all the more for it.)

She catches Effy looking at her, sometimes. She thinks she knows what that means; and she wonders if Effy dreams of her, too.

*

"Please," Panda whispers, one night.

They're curled up together - it's between important things, before the breakdown, before the shattering of everything.

(They aren't to know that, though. They can't know that because they live in the now; not the future, not the past, but the now - sweat-soaked sheets that Effy has yet to change and the hair pulled back into a bun, the make-up scrubbed off of her face.

She looks young, now. Effy looks young and soft, vulnerable. Different than she seems but Panda knows her so well.)

Pandora licks over her lips and watches Effy watch her, because this - this is what she knows she can do (this time last year she wouldn't have but she knows, now, what to do and say to make herself appealing, if not sexy). She smiles. "Come on, Ef," and its soft, almost shy, though it isn't really.

Effy smirks and all vulnerability is gone. She kisses her, then. She bites her way into Pandora's mouth, licks and sucks until she's moaning, soft into the pillow.

"Come on," Effy says, then, a whisper filled with malice. "Come the fuck on if this is what you - "

And Pandora leans up to pull her down, because she knows that if this happens they can come back from it. There's nothing that's going to break them. Not forever.

"Yeah," she says, when Effy gets it, bears down on her and slides a finger into her panties, pulls them down with a practiced ease that should make her uncomfortable but doesn't.

Effy's quick, when she fucks Pandora. Quick but not uncaring; she's more teasing than Pandora thought she'd be, which makes sense but not when she's between her legs, grinning up at her like she's got all the time in the world.

Effy stays on top when she slides two fingers into Pandora; of course she does, and she smirks as though she's the one in charge. As though she can be.

(Pandora comes with a cry out, teeth digging into her lip, Effy's finger pressed against her hip.

And Ef comes with a bite to Panda's shoulder, fingers marking bruises for days to come.)

*

Later, Pandora looks at her. Really looks at the broken (she thinks of her that way; broken, already, as though there's no more for her to lose) girl lying next to her.

"Hey," she whispers, because it's all she can say in the sweetness of the morning; she can pretend that this is something more than what it is.

Effy flashes her a smile and reaches out, laces fingers together, and Panda watches as her jaw twists, the faintest bit.

"I have to go, Panda," she says, voice hoarse, "I have to leave."

She gets up, pulling clothes on methodically, forcedly. Pandora watches her from the bed and covers herself up with the blankets.

"What if I asked you to stay?" she says, when Effy's at the door, fingers twisting at the handle.

Her hand stills and she half-turns. "What?"

"You heard me."

Effy swallows, visibly, and then - "Don't ask me to."

The why not? is on the tip of her tongue but she stays silent, watches as Effy leaves the room and shuts the door behind her with a click.

She's alone, then, and she wraps her arms around her legs and stares at the blanket (in Effy's own house; she has nowhere to go - and Panda can see her wrapped in a wool blanket on a couch, drinking coffee, and she wonders what she thinks about).

It wasn't good, like sex should be. Not nice, not warm, not anything. She doesn't feel anything but lonely, now.

When she walks down the stairs, Effy's indeed on the couch with a blanket and a mug. They don't look at each other, not really, and Pandora doesn't cry on the way home but she feels her heart break a little bit.

[stainofmylove.livejournal.com]

vampire diaries - caroline/elena - i'm in love with the world, through the eyes of a girl, who's still around the morning after.

[got_swagger]

Fringe, Olivia/Fauxlivia, it's a nightmare we can never discard / so we stay on our guard / though we loathe the facade

[stainofmylove.livejournal.com]

true blood - jessica/sookie - i left it all on the ground, at your feet, yes.

[stainofmylove.livejournal.com]

skins - liv/mini - i'm not exceptionally shy, but i've never had a man, that i could look straight in the eye, and tell my secret plans.

[tamsin]

Agatha Christie, Miss Marple/Ariadne Oliver - You really must try and broaden your horizons a little. Some of these pieces are terribly revealing. For instance, what do you make of that?

[got_swagger]

Fringe/The Vampire Diaries, Fauxlivia/Elena, Did you see me coming? Was I that obvious? For all of a sudden, there were just two of us.

[stainofmylove.livejournal.com]

friday night lights - lyla/tyra - never been so easy or so slow, been shooting in the dark too long.

[stainofmylove.livejournal.com]

buffyverse - buffy/faith - she told me not to step on the cracks, i told her not to fuss and relax.