femslash for all!
the first round of stories, art and vids is going up at thelittlebang. that means there's a shit-ton of awesome long-form fic about girls being gay together. also, gorgeous art and really cool vids. which is pretty much a trifecta of kickassness!
ya'll should check it out! the master list is here.
ya'll should check it out! the master list is here.
Dove is a dedicated queen. A very dedicated queen. The window to her left shows the diffused grey light of approaching dawn, and the lamp on her desk is sputtering for lack of oil. Her eyes are tired and scratchy, her back and neck ache, and there is a red hot coil of wire extending up the wrist of her writing hand.
She stares at a drop of ink as it falls from her quill onto the paper, before tearing her attention back to the latest report on the landslides. Dove will not go to bed until she's found placement for every last refugee.
Papers rustle and suddenly there's a warm, sarong clad thigh brushing up against her hand. "It'll still be here at noon," Ally Crow says in an amused voice.
Dove feels nails sliding against her skull as Ally's husband runs his fingers through his queen's hair. "Come to bed," he croons in her ear. "There are others to fight off the crows."
"Besides," Ally adds, reaching forward to trace Dove's lips, "we'll make it worth your while."
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