Lesbian Pulp Fiction Titles Challenge. Claim: Silent Hill (Fandom)
Title: Red and Pink
Prompt: Good Girl, Bad Girl
Fandom: Silent Hill 2
Pairing: Maria/Mary
Rating: PG-13
Word count: 250
Maria puts the delicate pink sweater on over the flowered dress. "This is you," she says to herself. "You're his. You're the good girl."
She takes the tube of pink lipstick and rubs it over her lips. Red is for bad girls, the ones who will never really keep the man. But when she looks at herself in the mirror, she still sees Maria and not Mary. Maria the tease, Maria the dancer.
As she thinks of Heaven's Night and of dancing, her hips sway in the dress. Slowly, she slides the sweater off her shoulders.
Then she sees it, the figure in the corner, the pale woman with the same face in the same dress, gazing at her with just a touch of a smile on her face.
And now Mary is dancing with her, and they glide across the floor together. Mary is slow and hesitant and Maria teaches her how to move. She could make even Mary bad if she tried, couldn't she?
Then she is kissing her, Maria's mouth on this one just like hers. She grips Mary's hips, pulls her close. Perhaps someone else is watching, especially in this town, but why should she care?
Maria kneels on the floor and lifts Mary's dress above her waist, revealing white practical panties that still send a jolt of lust through her. This is what she really wants, not the husband but the silent and devoted wife.
And just above Mary's hipbone sits a butterfly. Maria grins.
Title: Playing With the Darkness
Prompt: A World Divided
Fandom: Silent Hill 3
Pairing: Claudia/Alessa (both adults)
Rating: PG-13
Word count: 250
Warning: Violence, dark themes
In the other world even Claudia has doubts. There are things she cannot control here. And she shouldn't be here; not even someone who plays with the darkness as she does.
But she keeps going, bare feet gathering the ancient dirt, darkness and rust surrounding her. Everything here lives a bitter unlife, except, she hopes, the one person she believes in.
Vincent told her that death was an end even in Silent Hill, but Claudia knows he lies. And knows that the ritual has brought her to the one place where she can find what she needs.
A giant insect throws itself awkwardly through the darkness, mandibles seeking out flesh. Claudia shoots it in the eye, ignoring the scream, and moves on. If something kills her, then she dies, but if she finds her first, that's all that matters.
And then there is the moment. She spies her, standing wrapped in grimy white vestments. Alessa, grown into a woman like herself, dark hair tangled around her shoulders.
She reaches her hand out. "Please, come with me," she says.
The woman's eyes show recognition, but she shakes her head. "I can't."
Claudia understands immediately. She moves to her side, reaches out a hand to stroke her hair, kisses her cheek. "I'll stay here with you then."
Something groans in the distance, and part of Claudia wonders how long the things here will let her live. But she quietly gathers the unresisting Alessa to her chest and smiles. Let the end come.
Prompt: Good Girl, Bad Girl
Fandom: Silent Hill 2
Pairing: Maria/Mary
Rating: PG-13
Word count: 250
Maria puts the delicate pink sweater on over the flowered dress. "This is you," she says to herself. "You're his. You're the good girl."
She takes the tube of pink lipstick and rubs it over her lips. Red is for bad girls, the ones who will never really keep the man. But when she looks at herself in the mirror, she still sees Maria and not Mary. Maria the tease, Maria the dancer.
As she thinks of Heaven's Night and of dancing, her hips sway in the dress. Slowly, she slides the sweater off her shoulders.
Then she sees it, the figure in the corner, the pale woman with the same face in the same dress, gazing at her with just a touch of a smile on her face.
And now Mary is dancing with her, and they glide across the floor together. Mary is slow and hesitant and Maria teaches her how to move. She could make even Mary bad if she tried, couldn't she?
Then she is kissing her, Maria's mouth on this one just like hers. She grips Mary's hips, pulls her close. Perhaps someone else is watching, especially in this town, but why should she care?
Maria kneels on the floor and lifts Mary's dress above her waist, revealing white practical panties that still send a jolt of lust through her. This is what she really wants, not the husband but the silent and devoted wife.
And just above Mary's hipbone sits a butterfly. Maria grins.
Title: Playing With the Darkness
Prompt: A World Divided
Fandom: Silent Hill 3
Pairing: Claudia/Alessa (both adults)
Rating: PG-13
Word count: 250
Warning: Violence, dark themes
In the other world even Claudia has doubts. There are things she cannot control here. And she shouldn't be here; not even someone who plays with the darkness as she does.
But she keeps going, bare feet gathering the ancient dirt, darkness and rust surrounding her. Everything here lives a bitter unlife, except, she hopes, the one person she believes in.
Vincent told her that death was an end even in Silent Hill, but Claudia knows he lies. And knows that the ritual has brought her to the one place where she can find what she needs.
A giant insect throws itself awkwardly through the darkness, mandibles seeking out flesh. Claudia shoots it in the eye, ignoring the scream, and moves on. If something kills her, then she dies, but if she finds her first, that's all that matters.
And then there is the moment. She spies her, standing wrapped in grimy white vestments. Alessa, grown into a woman like herself, dark hair tangled around her shoulders.
She reaches her hand out. "Please, come with me," she says.
The woman's eyes show recognition, but she shakes her head. "I can't."
Claudia understands immediately. She moves to her side, reaches out a hand to stroke her hair, kisses her cheek. "I'll stay here with you then."
Something groans in the distance, and part of Claudia wonders how long the things here will let her live. But she quietly gathers the unresisting Alessa to her chest and smiles. Let the end come.