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!--

<center><font size="10"><font face="Garamond"><b><i><a href="http://dollsome.livejournal.com/1794393.html">ladyloves!</b></I></font></font> <img src="http://ic.pics.livejournal.com/dollsome/1330620/320828/600.jpg"> <font face="Garamond">a f/f comment ficathon</a></font></center>


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

[stainofmylove.livejournal.com]

veronica mars - lilly/veronica - i tried my best to keep my distance from your dress, but call-response overturns convictions every time.

[stainofmylove.livejournal.com]

community - annie/britta - if this is only a test, i hope that i'm passing.

[tamsin]

Blood Ties, Vicki/Coreen - Go the distance if you please 'cause your touches are a tease

[gdgdbaby.livejournal.com]

the hour, bel/lix, drunken celebratory shenanigans (whisky is god's way of telling us that he loves us and he wants us to be happy)

[mapsounds.livejournal.com]

wants us to be happy, bel/lix & freddie

"Coming, Moneypenny?" Freddie asks, stopped at the door of her office.

Bel shakes her head and laughs for a reason she doesn't quite understand, relief or something else. "No," she says. "No, I'll be on." The bottle in her hand sloshes when she gestures at the door, giving him his leave.

Freddie's smile goes malleable, wanting to become something else, but he, with great care, sets the other bottle back down on her desk. He shrugs on his gray tweed and tips to her a hat that he's not wearing, that she's pretty sure has never worn, and he moves the other mostly-empty bottle of whisky on her desk like an afterthought before he goes.

In the moment when the door closes behind him, the hysterical truth of their winning again sets in on her, and she puts a hand over her mouth.

The door clicks open, and she forces her hand back down and stands up, but it's just Lix who pokes her head in. "Has everyone left?" Lix pokes the hand carrying whiskey in next, the curve in her mouth sly and conspiratorial. "Then what will we do with this?"

"Drink more than they would've," Bel says.

Lix's laugh is as much her as anything else about her; it sounds like three bottles of whiskey in an desk cabinet and twelve cigarettes before noon. Bel had stopped bothering with shot glasses by the time Freddie had either given up or just left, but Lix collects theirs, marked by different lipstick stains, and pours them out with a hip against her desk.

Bel picks up the glass and empties it, then considers it long enough that the burn in her throat dies. When she looks up Lix is watching her, still holding the bottle, fine brow arching.

"We've come back, you know," Lix says, as if talking about something theoretical. "We've made it."

"Have we?"

"Is this your way of telling me I shouldn't be expecting a paycheck?" The look in her eyes is wry.

Bel ducks her head. "I don't know what I'm meant to do next."

Lix lifts her shoulders. "Be the hardest-working woman with your job to do."

"The only woman," she corrects, though she knows that Lix hasn't missed out that.

She leans in and pitches her voice low when she says, "Precisely."

Bel ducks her head again, but not before everything in her face lifts. Lix is grinning when she chucks her chin up.

"Thank you," Bel says, smiling now, Lix's finger still curled under her chin. Lix's hand pats her cheek, and she gives her a peck that is supposed to be businesslike. It should be businesslike, and maybe would be more businesslike if they weren't standing with their bodies next to each other in close parallel, if Lix's hand wasn't on her face.

Bel realizes now that everything feels fuzzier than she would like it to, and she clears her throat even though she starts to move with Lix when Lix pulls back like she's leaning into warmth. She does not quite know what she's doing, and Lix only blinks surprise, the lingering glance that goes up her face more obvious when hers is so close. Then there's slow, dawning amusement, a new smile. That means she figures out what Bel's doing before Bel does.

Lix puts her glass down, takes a deliberate and almost-unnecessary step to be squarely in front of her, and kisses her. Her hand comes up and fists in Bel's hair at the nape of her neck, and it's impossible to separate the kiss from whiskey and the whiskey from knowing they've won, for the moment. Her back presses against her desk, and Lix pushes her up, her skirt bunching. The almost-empty bottle that Freddie put carefully back knocks over, and her eyes open and try to focus on it when Lix's mouth trails off to her neck. Then, in a breath that feathers on her skin, Lix pulls back; her lipstick is smudged, or Bel's lipstick on her lips is smudged.

"That was," Lix breathes, with a hint of a grin, "the general idea you were going for?"

Bel would prefer not to be dumbstruck, so she skips it, and the words are barely out of Lix's mouth before she grabs her back, and Lix's hips press between her thighs like they've done this before.

[oltha_heri.livejournal.com]

Not writing (at least at the moment) but I need to say: Best Pairing Ever.

[snoozin81]

Glee - Santana/Rachel - so desperately the wait for the excuse of love

[snoozin81]

Friday Night Lights - Lyla/Tyra - on that dropped tailgate on a summer night

[snoozin81]

Friday Night Lights - Lyla/Tyra - there’s something about a girl in a red sundress, with an ice cold beer pressed against her lips

[snoozin81]

Vampire Diaries - Rebekah/Caroline - you don’t know how you look when you don’t know what to wear, standing on your toes, and holding up your hair

[snoozin81]

Glee - Rachel/Santana - you kissed me into ruins, sin on sin, now I've gotta love your love letters written on my skin

[snoozin81]

Vernica Mars - Lilly/Veronica - living alone, here in this place, I think of you and I’m not afraid

[snoozin81]

Skins - Effy/Pandora - that time at the mall, you and me in the dressing room

[snoozin81]

Gossip Girl - Blair/Serena - My heart was open, exposed, and hoping, for you to lay it on the line but in the end it seemed there was no room for me, still I tried to change your mind

[dollsome.livejournal.com]

Glee - Quinn/Rachel - I'm not gonna teach him how to dance with you (You are the girl that I've been dreaming of ever since I was a little girl)

[snoozin81]

Secret Circle - Faye/Adam - You've got magic inside your finger tips, it's leaking out all over my skin

[fandomnerd.livejournal.com]

...saw this and got confused, ngl. Isn't this supposed to be a femslash fic-a-thon?

[snoozin81]

Secret Circle - Faye/Diana - let's set the world on fire, we could burn brighter than the sun

[snoozin81]

Secret Circle - Diana/Melissa - look for the girl with the broken smile, ask her if she wants to stay awhile

[snoozin81]

Skins - Effy/Pandora - I was busy waging wars on myself, you were trying to stop the fight

[dollsome.livejournal.com]

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

[regalish.livejournal.com]

You caught me lingering [OUAT; Emma/Regina]

She took the stairs two at a time, knowing she would be hiding out. In denial. Plotting, maybe?

Henry stayed behind with the nun... the Blue Fairy... whoever the hell she was. There was one thing on Emma's mind and it had to be tended to before she could deal with Rumpelstiltskin. Why that was the one thing on her mind, she had no idea. Or that was what she told herself. Of all the things that had happened to her today, the most jarring had been her change of heart.

"Regina!" she yelled, using the banister to slow her momentum as she rounded the corner. The entire house was tinted violet, the billowing smoke blowing past outside painting the usually stark-white interior.

She found the master bedroom, "Regina?" and pushed heavily on the door, not flinching as it hit the wall. The room was empty, and she paused for barely a second before she resumed her harried pace down the hall. "Regina..."

"In here, Miss Swan," came the low, velvet tone. Emma shivered and tried to ignore the real reason for it.

She was in Henry's bedroom -- the mayor, the queen -- facing the window.

"What the hell are you doing?" She was standing so still. Why was she so still?

"Did you see it?" Regina asked, her voice eerily calm. "Did you see the smoke?"

Emma raised her eyebrows, uncertain of the monarch's current modus operandi. "Uhh... it was kinda hard to miss."

"It means he's brought magic back."

"Yeah, I kinda figured," she sighed, planting her hands on her hips.

Regina dipped her head. "So I suppose you're here to kill me."

"No." The question caught her off-guard, though she wasn't sure why. It was a reasonable conclusion, in light of everything they'd been through. But the look in Regina's eyes when she found her tied to the chair... the way her stomach churned at the sight...

"Then why are you here, Emma?"

Regina used her first name. She tried to ignore the single beat left forgotten by her heart. "You need to run."

At that, the queen turned around. Her brown eyes twitched into a narrow, flicking over Emma from head to toe. "Why?"

Emma drew in a breath as Regina started toward her. She moved away from the wall and took a few steps herself.

"Why... after everything, would you want me to run? After learning what I did... why would you want me to live?"

They were circling each other, predator and prey. Though who was in what role, Emma wasn't sure.

"Why are you even here?"

She never should have lingered in the doorway, never should have even taken a step over the threshold. Regina was there, and she had a point -- she shouldn't care what happened to her. Yet that did nothing to deter the fact that she did.

Before she knew what was happening, she had invaded Regina's personal space, eyes drifting to her lips. Regina's had taken the same path many a time since they met.

"I don't know why I'm here," she breathed. "Maybe I'm here because Henry means something to you, and that's a good enough reason for me to care what happens to you. Maybe I'm here because you're the only one who knows what Rumpelstiltskin's gonna do next."

Regina swallowed hard, but took one more step in, completing the invasion of space. Though Emma had to admit to herself they never really did abide by the concept before...

"Or?" Regina goaded, arching one perfectly-shaped eyebrow.

Nothing else was said. They crashed together and Emma hit the wall. She stuffed her hands through Regina's hair as her lips began to bruise under the force of the kiss.

She gasped as Regina's hands skimmed her waist, tugging at her shirt. She gained enough sense to push her away and finish the thought. "I'm here because I think I need you. And your back's against the wall here, so I think you need me too."

A bit of that playful, biting sarcasm hit Regina's lips in the form of a smirk as she returned, "Actually, I believe it's your back that's against the wall." She brushed her lips again, her name sliding out in a purr, "Emma."

Emma closed her eyes, chest heaving. A new feeling was spreading through her now. "Truce?" she breathed.

Regina's hand closed around hers, grip firm and smile wicked. "Truce."

end

[snoozin81]

Skins - Liv/Mini - forget me, I’ve only hurt you, I blame myself for everything

[dollsome.livejournal.com]

Spartacus - Lucretia/Ilithyia - If it don't end in bloodshed, dear, it's probably not love

[dollsome.livejournal.com]

Game of Thrones - Sansa/Shae - In our bedroom after the war

[laeria.livejournal.com]

Sansa/Shae; the night is dark


The Meereenese evening still smells strange to Shae - salty and rotting but not crowded enough. The stars are undisturbed tonight, there are no dragons or ravens to block them out.

She closes the door behind her, locking out the foreign night. Sansa is awake, for once, reading one of the heavy books Tyrion had left them. Shae yanks it from her grasp and holds it out of reach - but Sansa isn't in the mood for playing. She looks thoughtful, and a little sad, and her voice betrays tears when she says, "let me comb your hair".

Shae doesn't ask what she'd been thinking about. She doesn't like to guess. She sits patiently as Sansa fumbles with her mammoth-ivory comb and the sweet heavy oils that they use mostly for fucking. Sansa kneels behind her and works through her hair slowly. Distractedly. Painfully.

Shae grunts and pulls away when Sansa yanks at a snag.

"You'd be a horrible handmaiden!"

"I've been a handmaiden," Sansa pointed out. "My lady never complained."

"She was too polite. That's the problem with nobility in Westeros - they're always so considerate."

Sansa smirks but it doesn't reach her eyes, so Shae pushes her down, sloshing oil over their sheets.

"If you were my handmaiden," she breathes into Sansa's face, "I'd punish you for carelessness."

Sansa's eyes shine like mirrors. "Would you have me flogged on the square, my lady?"

"No. In private." She kisses Sansa breathless. "I'd make you beg first."

"Oh, please make me beg," Sansa whispers - and everyone knows Shae lives to please.

[ever-neutral.livejournal.com]

veronica mars - lilly/veronica - the love you lost with her skin so fair is free with the wind in her butterscotch hair

[ever-neutral.livejournal.com]

dollhouse - bennett/caroline - you and i, divine but not devout

[ever-neutral.livejournal.com]

glee - rachel/quinn - isn't this your chance to make a break with circumstance