I remember you (Damon/Katherine) + Maybe (Pansy/James Sirius) + a request
I remember you | tVD | Damon/Katherine | 106 words | written for ever-neutral previously only posted in an f-locked meme.
Sometimes he remembers everything. (With perfectly clarity, the sweet, innocent, poetic Damon would certainly add.)
How his red, red blood almost produces a sound when it drips on the white, white sheets, how there's a spark in her eyes every time.
(Love, he thinks it must be love.)
He remembers how it ends and how it begins.
(It doesn't end, not really.)
I would die without you, he whispered, and every time he remembers the scene, it's the same: there's something, some semblance of thought in her eyes, which never quite makes it to her mouth. He can never decipher it.
(You'll die with me, too.)
Maybe | HP | Pansy/James Sirius | 326 words | written for sortinghatdrabs, won 2nd place this week, \O/. Warning: ~sex.
She stares and stares and stares through the window.
Which is all kinds of ridiculous, since she's not the sort of woman to wait for a man, for any man, no thank you Sir. Also, it only serves to make the waiting seem longer.
("I don't like waiting", she tells him, straight up and to the point when she first talks to him, and 4 minutes and 12 seconds later his hands go up her skirt.)
("Good boy", she whispers then, kisses his shoulder lightly then leaves. She doesn't see it, but she still knows he's watching her walk away. He owls her the next day, immediately, and she's surprised that his letter makes her smile.)
They always meet in her house (castle, manor) and never leave her bedroom.
(He looks young in her bed, this boy, her boy, naked and beautiful and young, as he pours himself some Firewhiskey.
"You're barely allowed to drink that", she comments, but he looks at her, won't move his eyes away from hers. And then he sticks out his tongue and he pulls her down onto him and whispers "You're going to shout my name soon", and then she does.)
She turns to pour herself more wine (he's the only one that drinks the stronger alcohol from her stash) but now he's here and he's pouring wine for her and she thinks that maybe she could love him.
"Oh sorry, did you wait for a long time?" he asks her, a smile playing on his face.
"It's fine", she just says.
She kisses him, then, in a lazy, slow way, the way lovers get when things are not so new anymore, and it's not all about quick hook ups, but something else as well, sometimes she still doesn't say out loud.
"I might be happy, just like this", she says later. He nods and falls asleep in her bed.
(He hogs the covers later. But that's not the point.)
Also, GOD HELP ME, f-list, but here is what I need to ask you: do you have any One Tree Hill, specifically Lucas/Peyton fic recs? There's been an unexpected reappearance of my Lucas/Peyton feels, which is all sorts of ridiculous, but in my defense:
+ they're pretty.
+ they're all sorts of angsty, in a good way.
+ he cheats on his girlfriend with her, who is also her best friend.
+ they're such teenagers. guys, she's a cheerleader, and he becomes a basketball player. and they're all about secretly staring at each other and she makes a mixtape for him and he tells her she's got nice legs and she almost runs him over the first time we see them interact on screen.
Sometimes he remembers everything. (With perfectly clarity, the sweet, innocent, poetic Damon would certainly add.)
How his red, red blood almost produces a sound when it drips on the white, white sheets, how there's a spark in her eyes every time.
(Love, he thinks it must be love.)
He remembers how it ends and how it begins.
(It doesn't end, not really.)
I would die without you, he whispered, and every time he remembers the scene, it's the same: there's something, some semblance of thought in her eyes, which never quite makes it to her mouth. He can never decipher it.
(You'll die with me, too.)
Maybe | HP | Pansy/James Sirius | 326 words | written for sortinghatdrabs, won 2nd place this week, \O/. Warning: ~sex.
She stares and stares and stares through the window.
Which is all kinds of ridiculous, since she's not the sort of woman to wait for a man, for any man, no thank you Sir. Also, it only serves to make the waiting seem longer.
("I don't like waiting", she tells him, straight up and to the point when she first talks to him, and 4 minutes and 12 seconds later his hands go up her skirt.)
("Good boy", she whispers then, kisses his shoulder lightly then leaves. She doesn't see it, but she still knows he's watching her walk away. He owls her the next day, immediately, and she's surprised that his letter makes her smile.)
They always meet in her house (castle, manor) and never leave her bedroom.
(He looks young in her bed, this boy, her boy, naked and beautiful and young, as he pours himself some Firewhiskey.
"You're barely allowed to drink that", she comments, but he looks at her, won't move his eyes away from hers. And then he sticks out his tongue and he pulls her down onto him and whispers "You're going to shout my name soon", and then she does.)
She turns to pour herself more wine (he's the only one that drinks the stronger alcohol from her stash) but now he's here and he's pouring wine for her and she thinks that maybe she could love him.
"Oh sorry, did you wait for a long time?" he asks her, a smile playing on his face.
"It's fine", she just says.
She kisses him, then, in a lazy, slow way, the way lovers get when things are not so new anymore, and it's not all about quick hook ups, but something else as well, sometimes she still doesn't say out loud.
"I might be happy, just like this", she says later. He nods and falls asleep in her bed.
(He hogs the covers later. But that's not the point.)
Also, GOD HELP ME, f-list, but here is what I need to ask you: do you have any One Tree Hill, specifically Lucas/Peyton fic recs? There's been an unexpected reappearance of my Lucas/Peyton feels, which is all sorts of ridiculous, but in my defense:
+ they're pretty.
+ they're all sorts of angsty, in a good way.
+ he cheats on his girlfriend with her, who is also her best friend.
+ they're such teenagers. guys, she's a cheerleader, and he becomes a basketball player. and they're all about secretly staring at each other and she makes a mixtape for him and he tells her she's got nice legs and she almost runs him over the first time we see them interact on screen.