Ficlets: HP, Original, Gotham (up to teen)
Interrobang, Harry Potter, Lily Evans/James Potter, 63 words, universal. For the prompt: Harry Potter/Fantastic Beasts, any, forgot their homework (multiple of 21 words theme).
Interrobang: shallowness
It's the talk of the Seventh Year, a moment of levity in very dark days. James is one of the last to hear, but when he does, his face splits into the grin of a Marauder. The practically perfect Evans forgetting her homework!? Her Potions homework, no less!? Although Sirius asks, James couldn't possibly comment on whatever or whoever was occupying her mind.
All is brightness, Original, OC/OC, drabble, teen. Written for the prompt 'Any, any/any, summer mating'.
All is brightness: shallowness
The other tribes mate during the other seasons, but our cycles peak with the sun’s strength. I watch the young ones slip away, hands tangled together, as their bodies will be, and then you catch my eye and I remember past ecstasy. It tastes of you.
I am not so very old yet. You show your teeth, promising to mark me, and I nod. My breath quickens as I walk towards you, knowing where you will take me once I put my hand in yours. I mean the place and the sensation.
All is brightness, love. You do not disappoint.
Strange Bedfellows, Gotham, Barbara/Ed/Jim. 328 words, teen. I blame that one line in Ep 5.6 ‘13 Stitches’. Crackfic, obv. Summary: One of them is amused, one of them is feverish and one of them is confused, among other states.
Strange Bedfellows: shallowness
Ed blinks. His glasses are on, but he’s stiflingly hot and uncomfortable. As he rouses, he absorbs the fact that he’s sandwiched between two mercifully living bodies, one male, muscular, one female, lean, both close. His mind rushes down a familiar route of panic. He doesn’t remember how he got here, here being a bed, he thinks, but the chip was supposed to be removed, he shouldn’t have lost periods of time, shouldn’t be under anyone’s control. What has he done now?
Suddenly the female form to his right starts to shake, and he recognises the sound of Barbara Kean’s laughter. The sensation of her breast moving against his arm, even through layers of clothing, imprints itself on his nerve-endings.
“What happened?” Ed rasps out, more enraged Riddler than anything else. It’s the mocking note in her laugh. It’s the way he can’t propel his body into a more satisfactory position.
“I told you this was a bad idea,” Jim Gordon rumbles in his ear, entirely too close.
“And I said it’d be funny, and it was,” Barbara says, letting go of Ed’s body. If a certain part of his anatomy is disappointed, it’s a purely physiological response. The idea of a threesome with Barbara and Jim is repugnant to him. And they are all clothed, so nothing happened, except a joke on him.
Ed’s temperature is still too high, Gordon’s body is fever hot.
Barbara stands up and smoothes down her skin-tight top. Ed knows he is staring, distantly knows Jim is too, and knows that Barbara is all too aware of their attention from the glint in her eyes.
She chuckles. It breaks the spell, a little, and Ed shifts, but by doing so, he becomes all too aware of a certain part of Gordon’s anatomy, and a part of him is intrigued.
So he reverts to bluster and threats, which only make Barbara laugh some more, until she dries away a tear with a finger.
This entry was originally posted at https://shallowness.dreamwidth.org/390541.html.
Interrobang: shallowness
It's the talk of the Seventh Year, a moment of levity in very dark days. James is one of the last to hear, but when he does, his face splits into the grin of a Marauder. The practically perfect Evans forgetting her homework!? Her Potions homework, no less!? Although Sirius asks, James couldn't possibly comment on whatever or whoever was occupying her mind.
All is brightness, Original, OC/OC, drabble, teen. Written for the prompt 'Any, any/any, summer mating'.
All is brightness: shallowness
The other tribes mate during the other seasons, but our cycles peak with the sun’s strength. I watch the young ones slip away, hands tangled together, as their bodies will be, and then you catch my eye and I remember past ecstasy. It tastes of you.
I am not so very old yet. You show your teeth, promising to mark me, and I nod. My breath quickens as I walk towards you, knowing where you will take me once I put my hand in yours. I mean the place and the sensation.
All is brightness, love. You do not disappoint.
Strange Bedfellows, Gotham, Barbara/Ed/Jim. 328 words, teen. I blame that one line in Ep 5.6 ‘13 Stitches’. Crackfic, obv. Summary: One of them is amused, one of them is feverish and one of them is confused, among other states.
Strange Bedfellows: shallowness
Ed blinks. His glasses are on, but he’s stiflingly hot and uncomfortable. As he rouses, he absorbs the fact that he’s sandwiched between two mercifully living bodies, one male, muscular, one female, lean, both close. His mind rushes down a familiar route of panic. He doesn’t remember how he got here, here being a bed, he thinks, but the chip was supposed to be removed, he shouldn’t have lost periods of time, shouldn’t be under anyone’s control. What has he done now?
Suddenly the female form to his right starts to shake, and he recognises the sound of Barbara Kean’s laughter. The sensation of her breast moving against his arm, even through layers of clothing, imprints itself on his nerve-endings.
“What happened?” Ed rasps out, more enraged Riddler than anything else. It’s the mocking note in her laugh. It’s the way he can’t propel his body into a more satisfactory position.
“I told you this was a bad idea,” Jim Gordon rumbles in his ear, entirely too close.
“And I said it’d be funny, and it was,” Barbara says, letting go of Ed’s body. If a certain part of his anatomy is disappointed, it’s a purely physiological response. The idea of a threesome with Barbara and Jim is repugnant to him. And they are all clothed, so nothing happened, except a joke on him.
Ed’s temperature is still too high, Gordon’s body is fever hot.
Barbara stands up and smoothes down her skin-tight top. Ed knows he is staring, distantly knows Jim is too, and knows that Barbara is all too aware of their attention from the glint in her eyes.
She chuckles. It breaks the spell, a little, and Ed shifts, but by doing so, he becomes all too aware of a certain part of Gordon’s anatomy, and a part of him is intrigued.
So he reverts to bluster and threats, which only make Barbara laugh some more, until she dries away a tear with a finger.
This entry was originally posted at https://shallowness.dreamwidth.org/390541.html.