Belated birthday fics for wombathouse and gelsey
Title: Healing Waters
Fandom: The Sharing Knife
Rating: R
Word count: 200
Characters/Pairing: Sumac/Arkady
Summary/Prompt: Missing scene from Horizon in which Sumac and Arkady go off in search of a warm spring.
A/N: Sorry to be so late with this, wombathouse. Happy belated birthday!
Sumac leaned back against him as he kneaded the taut muscles of her shoulders and neck, the unseasonably warm water amplifying every stroke.
Trust a maker to be good at this.
When he lifted her hair away and pressed his lips to the spot just behind her ear, she turned in his arms, claiming his mouth with her own. Their grounds flowed into one another as the spring flowed around them, and she was certain nothing had ever felt so right.
Breaking the kiss, Arkady edged back from her slightly, arms reaching behind his head to the fastenings of his impossibly tidy mourning knot.
She reached for his hands. “No. Let me.”
As she loosened his hair, she felt something shift in his ground, like the last trace of blight in a new-growing field giving way. Felt it wash away in the soothing waters as she combed her fingers through the silvery strands. Felt his ground flare brightly at his gasp as she finally took him into her.
The brightness remained long after, even as she braided his hair for him in the northern style, even as they packed up their unused blanket and walked back to rejoin the others.
Title: River Dances
Fandom: Firefly
Characters: Simon and River Tam
Rating: G
Word count: 100
Summary/Prompt: When she danced, Simon saw his sister come alive.
A/N: I’m sorry to be so late, gelsey. Happy belated birthday!
Watching her whirl and kick to a folk dance she’d never seen before, Simon smiled.
River’s expression was angelic. Rapturous. She seemed entwined in the music itself, no longer following the other dancers nor even leading. Just being. Just dancing. Just River.
This was the sister he remembered. He could almost believe she’d never been taken away, never been tortured, never broken. Maybe one day, she wouldn’t need medications that made her sick just to get through the day. She was still in there, and she could still get out.
When she faltered, his hope and his heart broke again.
Fandom: The Sharing Knife
Rating: R
Word count: 200
Characters/Pairing: Sumac/Arkady
Summary/Prompt: Missing scene from Horizon in which Sumac and Arkady go off in search of a warm spring.
A/N: Sorry to be so late with this, wombathouse. Happy belated birthday!
Sumac leaned back against him as he kneaded the taut muscles of her shoulders and neck, the unseasonably warm water amplifying every stroke.
Trust a maker to be good at this.
When he lifted her hair away and pressed his lips to the spot just behind her ear, she turned in his arms, claiming his mouth with her own. Their grounds flowed into one another as the spring flowed around them, and she was certain nothing had ever felt so right.
Breaking the kiss, Arkady edged back from her slightly, arms reaching behind his head to the fastenings of his impossibly tidy mourning knot.
She reached for his hands. “No. Let me.”
As she loosened his hair, she felt something shift in his ground, like the last trace of blight in a new-growing field giving way. Felt it wash away in the soothing waters as she combed her fingers through the silvery strands. Felt his ground flare brightly at his gasp as she finally took him into her.
The brightness remained long after, even as she braided his hair for him in the northern style, even as they packed up their unused blanket and walked back to rejoin the others.
Title: River Dances
Fandom: Firefly
Characters: Simon and River Tam
Rating: G
Word count: 100
Summary/Prompt: When she danced, Simon saw his sister come alive.
A/N: I’m sorry to be so late, gelsey. Happy belated birthday!
Watching her whirl and kick to a folk dance she’d never seen before, Simon smiled.
River’s expression was angelic. Rapturous. She seemed entwined in the music itself, no longer following the other dancers nor even leading. Just being. Just dancing. Just River.
This was the sister he remembered. He could almost believe she’d never been taken away, never been tortured, never broken. Maybe one day, she wouldn’t need medications that made her sick just to get through the day. She was still in there, and she could still get out.
When she faltered, his hope and his heart broke again.