+2 // Drabble Tag #6 // Supernatural + Doctor Who
Title: We Are Golden
Prompts: Drabble Tag #6 (#30!!): Anna/Ruby: Wings (by swan_secrets)
Fandom: Supernatural
Characters: Anna Milton & Ruby
Pairing: Anna/Ruby
Length: 250w
Rating: M
Summary: Ruby groans herself awake in the backseat.
A/N: Title from the MIKA song of the same name.
Picture something along these lines.
[Spoiler (click to open)]
Ruby groans herself awake as the light comes streaming in the back of the car, slightly surprised to find that there's no weight on top of her. Anna had been - front seat. She must have moved to the -
Ruby gasps. Anna's head flicks around immediately, face fraught with worry that Ruby can't help but need to assuage.
Why did they always take human bodies again? They were so inconvenient. All these bullshit feelings, ugh. Why had she liked this the first time around? Maybe it had been better being a human human than a demon, even though she sort of hated to think it.
"I didn't wake you, did I? You seem to be very appreciative of taking your sweet time to sleep," Anna says, her voice not meant to be harsh, and Ruby's chuckle sounds more like a cackle.
"No, it was the sun. The sun's an asshole. I hate it, but I've gotten used to it. This, however," she gestures up Anna's form with one hand as she pushes herself into a seated position with the other, "I haven't. Where the fuck have you been hiding those things?"
Anna's face is streaked momentarily by confusion, then realization.
"Oh, my wings, I - we don't normally show them when people are around."
"Am I a people?"
"Ruby..."
Ruby leans into the space between the driver and passenger seats, and pulls Anna into a kiss.
"They're bright and beautiful, just like you. Just make sure they don't hit me," she grins.
Title: Short Skirt, Long Jacket
Prompts: Drabble Tag #6 (#31): Amy/Clara: Short Skirt (+ Kink Cycle: Clothing)
Fandom: Doctor Who
Characters: Amy Pond & Clara Oswald
Pairing: Amy/Clara
Length: 152w
Rating: M
Summary: Amy makes a comment, and Clara plays along.
A/N: Title from the song of the same name by the band named Cake. Yeah, I don't know either.
Assume the Amy/Rory dealio doesn't exist in this universe, I guess? Otherwise, warning for infidelity.
[Spoiler (click to open)]
"Just a little bit too tight," Amy says, soft syllables surfacing individually as though she were skipping as she maneuvers around the console, inching herself over to Clara.
"That's what he said, you know, the Doctor. About your skirts."
Clara scoffs.
"Did he now?"
"Mm-hmm," Amy nods, biting her lip to give Clara enough of a warning to take offense if need be.
"And what, pray tell, does he say about yours?" Clara replies, crossing her arms and smirking.
"Oi, 'ave you e'er been to Scotland, dearie?" Amy retorts.
"I believe those are called kilts, Miss Pond."
"Not wha' I meant, and for the record, I disagree."
Amy's hand stretches around Clara's arse, two fingers gripping the zipper at the small of her back. Clara's smirk widens as she strains the slightest bit to meet Amy's eyes, and one of her manicured fingers sneaks into the rim of Amy's skirt.
"Prove it."
Prompts: Drabble Tag #6 (#30!!): Anna/Ruby: Wings (by swan_secrets)
Fandom: Supernatural
Characters: Anna Milton & Ruby
Pairing: Anna/Ruby
Length: 250w
Rating: M
Summary: Ruby groans herself awake in the backseat.
A/N: Title from the MIKA song of the same name.
Picture something along these lines.
[Spoiler (click to open)]
Ruby groans herself awake as the light comes streaming in the back of the car, slightly surprised to find that there's no weight on top of her. Anna had been - front seat. She must have moved to the -
Ruby gasps. Anna's head flicks around immediately, face fraught with worry that Ruby can't help but need to assuage.
Why did they always take human bodies again? They were so inconvenient. All these bullshit feelings, ugh. Why had she liked this the first time around? Maybe it had been better being a human human than a demon, even though she sort of hated to think it.
"I didn't wake you, did I? You seem to be very appreciative of taking your sweet time to sleep," Anna says, her voice not meant to be harsh, and Ruby's chuckle sounds more like a cackle.
"No, it was the sun. The sun's an asshole. I hate it, but I've gotten used to it. This, however," she gestures up Anna's form with one hand as she pushes herself into a seated position with the other, "I haven't. Where the fuck have you been hiding those things?"
Anna's face is streaked momentarily by confusion, then realization.
"Oh, my wings, I - we don't normally show them when people are around."
"Am I a people?"
"Ruby..."
Ruby leans into the space between the driver and passenger seats, and pulls Anna into a kiss.
"They're bright and beautiful, just like you. Just make sure they don't hit me," she grins.
Title: Short Skirt, Long Jacket
Prompts: Drabble Tag #6 (#31): Amy/Clara: Short Skirt (+ Kink Cycle: Clothing)
Fandom: Doctor Who
Characters: Amy Pond & Clara Oswald
Pairing: Amy/Clara
Length: 152w
Rating: M
Summary: Amy makes a comment, and Clara plays along.
A/N: Title from the song of the same name by the band named Cake. Yeah, I don't know either.
Assume the Amy/Rory dealio doesn't exist in this universe, I guess? Otherwise, warning for infidelity.
[Spoiler (click to open)]
"Just a little bit too tight," Amy says, soft syllables surfacing individually as though she were skipping as she maneuvers around the console, inching herself over to Clara.
"That's what he said, you know, the Doctor. About your skirts."
Clara scoffs.
"Did he now?"
"Mm-hmm," Amy nods, biting her lip to give Clara enough of a warning to take offense if need be.
"And what, pray tell, does he say about yours?" Clara replies, crossing her arms and smirking.
"Oi, 'ave you e'er been to Scotland, dearie?" Amy retorts.
"I believe those are called kilts, Miss Pond."
"Not wha' I meant, and for the record, I disagree."
Amy's hand stretches around Clara's arse, two fingers gripping the zipper at the small of her back. Clara's smirk widens as she strains the slightest bit to meet Amy's eyes, and one of her manicured fingers sneaks into the rim of Amy's skirt.
"Prove it."