multi-fandom drabbles for femslash100
Author: Bitterfig
Title: Her Spirit In the Spring
Fandom: Buffy the Vampire Slayer
Pairing: Willow/Tara
Rating: PG
Author’s Note: Set between seasons 6 and 7 when Willow is in England after Tara’s death.
Her Spirit In the Spring
Unlike California, England had seasons. For the first time, Willow really felt the earth itself going to sleep for a long, bitter winter. She felt it’s energies ebb till they were hardly detectable.
Then spring came, and the earth woke up again. Dull knobs of bulbs planted in the ground sprouted into bright flowers, the trees put out leaves, and the muddy fields turned green. The living power of the earth pulsed and flowed all around her.
Tara was still dead, yet Willow felt her spirit in the earth’s rebirth. She was gone, but she would never be far away.
*****
Author: Bitterfig
Title: Truffle
Fandom: Fruits Basket
Pairing: Tohru/Kagura
Beta Reader: Nzomniac
Word Count: 100
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Explicit sexual content.
Truffle
Kagura burrowed between Tohru’s legs, inhaling the rich scent of her, tasting the warmth that flowed from her, savoring the contrast of rough hair with the soft, hot smoothness of the hidden recesses of Tohru’s sex.
The boar in Kagura was as wild with excitement as those female pigs used to sniff out truffles, drawn to the precious fungus by its strong scent, so similar to sex.
Usually so demure, Tohru thrashed with pleasure. Gasping, moaning, thighs trembling, hips dancing as Kagura unearthed, again and again, the rare truffle of her aching clitoris and dug from her orgasm after orgasm.
*****
Author: Bitterfig
Title: A Worthy Ruler and a Good Farmer
Fandom: L. Frank Baum’s Oz series
Pairing: Ozma/Dorothy
Beta Reader: Nzomniac
Word Count: 200
Rating: PG
A Worthy Ruler and a Good Farmer
“I grew up on a farm, just as you did,” Ozma told Dorothy. “I spent my boyhood in Gillinkin Country where the earth is a dusky violet. I expected I would become a farmer myself and tend the land.”
“Would you have been happy in such a life?” Dorothy asked.
“I believe I would have been,” Ozma said. “Except that I was lonely. Old Mombi was my only company, and she had no fondness for me. I remember wishing that I might meet a pretty girl and that we might love each other.”
“How differently things turned out!” Dorothy said. “You turned out to be a girl yourself and the ruler of all of Oz.”
“And yet that little boy I was got all that he hoped for,” Ozma said. “A worthy ruler and a good farmer have much in common. Don’t they both cultivate the land they love, taking care to use its resources sparingly and wisely so that it will be fruitful? And as for my dreams of a sweet farm girl to share my life with, I have you,” Ozma said, squeezing Dorothy’s hand, and smiled warmly. “In you, I’ve found the companion I dreamed of then.”
*****
Author: Bitterfig
Title: Earth-bound Spirit
Fandom: Hex
Pairing: Thema/Cassie
Word Count: 100
Rating: PG-13
Earth-Bound Spirit
I love her, my Cassie.
Loved her when I was still living, love her now that I’m a ghost.
Of course I want her-I want to kiss her, take her to bed, make love to her-- but first and foremost I love her. Given the choice between making out and making her laugh, I’d sooner see her smiling.
I wasn’t given a choice, but is someone had asked me if I’d rather stay with her or go towards the light or whatever it is dead people do, I’d have hung about.
An earth-bound spirit, but mainly bound to her.
*****
Author: Bitterfig
Title: Shiori Triumphant
Fandom: Revolutionary Girl Utena
Pairing: Juri/Shiori
Word Count: 100
Rating: R
Warnings: Sexual situations, language.
Shiori Triumphant
Juri stood above her, a marble statue on a high pedestal, beautiful and untouchable. Shiori hated her for it, wanted to bring her crashing down to earth, wanted to make her as dirty and low as Shiori felt.
With kisses, caresses, and false words of love Shiori sought to bring Juri down to her level. To prove she was foul, fallible flesh not immaculate marble.
Juri fell.
Juri knelt before Shiori, her face flushed, blouse open, lips parted whispering, “please.”
Shiori smiled in cruel triumph.
“It seems that the exulted Arisugawa Juri is just another cunt after all,” she sneered.
Title: Her Spirit In the Spring
Fandom: Buffy the Vampire Slayer
Pairing: Willow/Tara
Rating: PG
Author’s Note: Set between seasons 6 and 7 when Willow is in England after Tara’s death.
Her Spirit In the Spring
Unlike California, England had seasons. For the first time, Willow really felt the earth itself going to sleep for a long, bitter winter. She felt it’s energies ebb till they were hardly detectable.
Then spring came, and the earth woke up again. Dull knobs of bulbs planted in the ground sprouted into bright flowers, the trees put out leaves, and the muddy fields turned green. The living power of the earth pulsed and flowed all around her.
Tara was still dead, yet Willow felt her spirit in the earth’s rebirth. She was gone, but she would never be far away.
*****
Author: Bitterfig
Title: Truffle
Fandom: Fruits Basket
Pairing: Tohru/Kagura
Beta Reader: Nzomniac
Word Count: 100
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Explicit sexual content.
Truffle
Kagura burrowed between Tohru’s legs, inhaling the rich scent of her, tasting the warmth that flowed from her, savoring the contrast of rough hair with the soft, hot smoothness of the hidden recesses of Tohru’s sex.
The boar in Kagura was as wild with excitement as those female pigs used to sniff out truffles, drawn to the precious fungus by its strong scent, so similar to sex.
Usually so demure, Tohru thrashed with pleasure. Gasping, moaning, thighs trembling, hips dancing as Kagura unearthed, again and again, the rare truffle of her aching clitoris and dug from her orgasm after orgasm.
*****
Author: Bitterfig
Title: A Worthy Ruler and a Good Farmer
Fandom: L. Frank Baum’s Oz series
Pairing: Ozma/Dorothy
Beta Reader: Nzomniac
Word Count: 200
Rating: PG
A Worthy Ruler and a Good Farmer
“I grew up on a farm, just as you did,” Ozma told Dorothy. “I spent my boyhood in Gillinkin Country where the earth is a dusky violet. I expected I would become a farmer myself and tend the land.”
“Would you have been happy in such a life?” Dorothy asked.
“I believe I would have been,” Ozma said. “Except that I was lonely. Old Mombi was my only company, and she had no fondness for me. I remember wishing that I might meet a pretty girl and that we might love each other.”
“How differently things turned out!” Dorothy said. “You turned out to be a girl yourself and the ruler of all of Oz.”
“And yet that little boy I was got all that he hoped for,” Ozma said. “A worthy ruler and a good farmer have much in common. Don’t they both cultivate the land they love, taking care to use its resources sparingly and wisely so that it will be fruitful? And as for my dreams of a sweet farm girl to share my life with, I have you,” Ozma said, squeezing Dorothy’s hand, and smiled warmly. “In you, I’ve found the companion I dreamed of then.”
*****
Author: Bitterfig
Title: Earth-bound Spirit
Fandom: Hex
Pairing: Thema/Cassie
Word Count: 100
Rating: PG-13
Earth-Bound Spirit
I love her, my Cassie.
Loved her when I was still living, love her now that I’m a ghost.
Of course I want her-I want to kiss her, take her to bed, make love to her-- but first and foremost I love her. Given the choice between making out and making her laugh, I’d sooner see her smiling.
I wasn’t given a choice, but is someone had asked me if I’d rather stay with her or go towards the light or whatever it is dead people do, I’d have hung about.
An earth-bound spirit, but mainly bound to her.
*****
Author: Bitterfig
Title: Shiori Triumphant
Fandom: Revolutionary Girl Utena
Pairing: Juri/Shiori
Word Count: 100
Rating: R
Warnings: Sexual situations, language.
Shiori Triumphant
Juri stood above her, a marble statue on a high pedestal, beautiful and untouchable. Shiori hated her for it, wanted to bring her crashing down to earth, wanted to make her as dirty and low as Shiori felt.
With kisses, caresses, and false words of love Shiori sought to bring Juri down to her level. To prove she was foul, fallible flesh not immaculate marble.
Juri fell.
Juri knelt before Shiori, her face flushed, blouse open, lips parted whispering, “please.”
Shiori smiled in cruel triumph.
“It seems that the exulted Arisugawa Juri is just another cunt after all,” she sneered.