Drabbles that I can't believe I wrote!

Dec 11, 2005 04:01

I’m not really sure that I want to acknowledge that I have written either of these things but written them I have - I am totally blaming them on the disturbed sleep cycle that my rapid shift from nights to days back to nights has caused, so it’s not at all my fault, in fact if anyone is responsible it is all the people who have threatened to kill me in the last 3 days (apparently my former boss is not the only person who is unable to recognise just how freaken’ adorable I am!!!). Also some serious proof reading problems may follow but right at this second I am too tired to care.

Oh and these were written for the femslash100 challenge - Wrath

Title - Capital Vices
Fandom - America’s Next Top Model (I don’t know what concerns me more - that I wrote a RPF (although do reality TV people really count in this context?) or that this is the fandom)
Pairing - Christina/Kahlen
AN - Set during The Girl Who Gets Bad News



Capital Vices

She growls and pins me against the wall. Her voice is hoarse from screaming but she struggles to keep the hurt from her eyes. Fingers scrape over my torso with such pressure that welts form. She looks shaken as she realises what she has done and attempts to retreat but I pull her hands back to my body. She is trying so desperately to stay in character, to become ‘wrath’, as if anger will cover the pain. It’s sad and wrong but I go along with it because, right now, it’s not at all difficult for me to portray ‘lust’.

Title - Saligiare
Fandom - Harry Potter
Pairing - Fleur and well many I guess
AN - This is all totally due to the fact that I spend too much time on the internet and have been reading the fics from femslash100 cause when I saw GOF all I could think about was Fleur and Gabrielle



Saligiare

The quick notes quill spins in the air ineffectively as she pulls the older woman’s head towards her and forces her tongue into her mouth. She rips at Rita’s clothes and uses her thigh to push the reporter’s legs apart. The fact that she’s angry doesn’t seem to bother either of them. The quill starts spewing ink out on to the page in staccato bursts but she doesn’t care. Whatever happens and however much she may hate herself for what she is doing, at least she has silenced Rita and in doing so, stopped the questions that she simply can not allow Rita to ask. Questions that make her blood boil and that could result in answers far more dangerous than anything she is doing now. The world learning of this moment may damage her but it is a small price to pay to keep them from the truth. To prevent them from learning that behind her stoic demeanor lurks a monster that needs to be bridled and bridle it she does with whoever she can find. It’s not hard; the boys willingly to succumb to her siren call and even the brilliant little muggle-born put down her precious books and fell to her knees before her when she asked. They taint her and she lets them. She needs them to, it’s the only way to protect her sister, to keep her pure, because even now as her hand slides through Rita’s wetness she can’t stop herself from picturing Gabrielle.

harry potter, drabble, fanfic, rpf, antm

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