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HOLIDAY DRABBLES: Bechdel Test Edition

Not open for new requests, just here to post fic :)


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Sep. 16th, 2012 03:32 am (UTC)
anne shirley/phillipa gordon, preferably set during their time at patty's place, phil shows anne that you don't need a boy to have fun

if you're not comfortable with porn/them together romantically (i LOVE anne/gilbert, of course, but i've always wanted f/f fic about them like burning), then any kind of gen about patty's place would be amazing.
Sep. 17th, 2012 03:09 am (UTC)
I realized I had actually written some fic about them before! Although it was like seven years ago, so I make no promises about any kind of quality. But if you want to check it out to hold you over until December, it's here.
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Sep. 17th, 2012 12:11 am (UTC)
MONTE CARLO RPF, aka Selena Gomez/Katie Cassidy/Leighton Meester. Prompt: costume party.
Sep. 19th, 2012 05:41 am (UTC)
Teen Wolf - Allison, Lydia, and Erica; getting to know one another/figuring out how they fit together, can be slash or gen.
Sep. 23rd, 2012 02:20 pm (UTC)
Macy Misa and Alex Russo, unlikely roommates (slash if desired)
Sep. 23rd, 2012 08:36 pm (UTC)
Anna, Ruby - sundresses.

(You're still writing SPN for this one occasion, right? If not, I can pick something else.)
Sep. 24th, 2012 03:44 am (UTC)
Avengers Movie Verse. (Or Iron Man 2)

Natasha and Pepper, relaxing.
Sep. 24th, 2012 04:27 am (UTC)
Community, Annie, Britta, Shirley - A ladies' night where they each get to pick something to do, and they each unintentionally pick something one of the others really hates. Something that ends funny.
Sep. 24th, 2012 05:24 am (UTC)
Well, it's the greatest joy in my life that you've started writing Teen Wolf fic. So how about ...

Erica/Allison - lipstick, leather, late (AU or non-AU would make me equally happy)
Sep. 24th, 2012 06:29 am (UTC)
Yay! I love this time of year!

Marvel Cinematic Universe AU, in which Natasha Romanoff works at a gun range and Pepper Potts is buying/learning to use her first firearm. Or something. I really don't care, I love Natasha/Pepper and AUs are my faaaaaavorite.
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Dec. 7th, 2012 02:05 am (UTC)
"I got dumped," says Lyla.

"I've got some questions," says Tyra. She's leaning against the apartment door in cutoff jeans that make her legs look miles long and a black t-shirt.

California looks good on her.

"How'd you find me is the first one," says Tyra. "And why'd you find me? Five years since high school, you have to have someone else on your speed dial when you get dumped."

Lyla laughs, softly. "I got dumped a week before Tim Riggins' wedding," she says. "No one else is going to understand that."

Tyra's eyes widen. "You lost your plus one?"

"I lost my plus one." She sighs. "I didn't really want to go anyway."

"I wouldn't mind seeing Mindy and the kids," says Tyra. "But everything else I could skip."

"I was thinking," says Lyla, biting her lip. "We don't have to go."

"You want to skip Tim Riggins' wedding?"

"We could drive," she says. "It's a long way. We could get lost."

Tyra snorts. "Like your phone doesn't have GPS."

Lyla shrugs. "So what do you say?"


They're almost to Arizona when Tyra says, "So tell me about the guy."

Lyla's looking out the window, taking in the sky. "The guy?"

"The one who dumped you. Your plus one."

"Oh," says Lyla. "It wasn't a guy."

Tyra pushes her sunglasses down for a picture perfect jawdrop. "Lyla Garrity. You didn't tell me!"

"It was on Facebook," says Lyla.

"So, are you a lesbian now?"

"I don't know," says Lyla, looking out the window again. "I haven't really figured it out yet. But I definitely like girls. More than guys."

Tyra shifts a little, legs brushing together. "Yeah?"

"Yeah. No doubt about that."

There's a pause, and Lyla smiles to herself. Finally, Tyra says, "So tell me about the girl."


The hotel only has kings left, like every cliched romantic comedy Lyla's ever seen.

But it doesn't fade to black when Tyra kisses her.


"Hey, you ever been to the Grand Canyon?" Tyra asks. She's pulling her bra on, and Lyla doesn't understand how Tyra Colette putting on her bra can look hotter than anyone else in the world getting naked.

"Hm?" says Lyla, shaking her head.

Tyra raises her eyebrows. "I got you distracted?"

Lyla laughs. "You got me distracted," she agrees.

"So, Grand Canyon?"


Tyra leans down, kisses her long and deep. "Good place to get lost."

"Good place."
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Sep. 24th, 2012 08:58 pm (UTC)
Thomasina Coverly and Jennifer Lawrence(gen or pairing, whichever) - Marvel AU

Prompt: late-night snack
Dec. 1st, 2012 11:16 pm (UTC)
Thomasina always knows when Jen wakes up.

She always knows a lot of things: how many atoms make up every object she see, the mathematical formula for every shape, from squares and circles to people and trees and rivers. They're the little powers, the ones that overwhelmed her when she was a child.

She knows the formula for the future, and that still overwhelms her.

When she first came to the school, Septimus asked her how far she could go, and she told him when the sun was going to die.

"And smaller details?" he said.

"I could," she said, guarded, and he didn't make her.

But that's not why she knows when Jen wakes up. She knows because Jen always wakes up at the same time, like clockwork. Sometimes she goes back to sleep, but not tonight. Tonight, Jen gets out of bed and leaves the room.

Thomasina can't see her own path, but she doesn't have to ask the universe what she's going to do. She's already getting out of bed.

Jen has a pot on the stove, and there's enough milk in there for two.
She's wearing shorts and a bra, her skin an endless expanse of atoms and molecules, smooth and perfect. Thomasina slides in behind her, close and warm. Jen may not be able to see the future, but she knows Thomasina.

"You could have woken me," she says, mildly.

"I never have to," says Jen. She opens the cabinet across the room with a careless wave of her hand, floats the cocoa over to them.

"Still having the nightmare?" Thomasina asks. It's an unfortunate side effect of her powers; they leak out. Septimus said it was because she's so powerful--"You can't have that kind of mind and not expect some bleed, Thomasina"--but Septimus is insane now.

She knows it's not her fault--not only her fault--but she still feels guilty. For leaking onto him, and for not cutting herself off from other people. For staying here.

"God, don't get all guilty on me," says Jen. "I like the nightmare."

Thomasina lets go of her, surprised.

"I take notes," says Jen. The notebook on the table opens up and Thomasina can see Jen's messy handwriting, which always makes her smile. It's as disorganized as the rest of her.

Jen's the only person other than herself whose future Thomasina can't see. Or, rather, she can, but every time she looks, it's changed again. Not in the subtle, small ways everyone's future changes, little day-to-day differences that still go to the same end, but so much so that Thomasina has no idea if she'll die tomorrow or live forever.

Jen's too strong-willed for fate.

"January 15," Thomasina reads, when Jen brings the book over. "Building is definitely metal--lab? Fire cannot be natural. Brotherhood members with fire-related mutations..."

Jen takes the journal out of her hands and crowds her up against the wall, kisses her long and dirty. "It's a good nightmare," says Jen. "I'm going to find out everything about that fire. You're not going to die. I'm going to save you."

Thomasina closes her eyes, reaches out to the future, and believes her.
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Sep. 25th, 2012 10:51 pm (UTC)
CWRPS, Danneel/Sandy. Grease adaptation

(I read this somewhere, I'm not sure if it's yours or not, I'm trying to track it down... it wasn't finished and I REALLY want to read the whole thing)
Sep. 27th, 2012 12:07 am (UTC)
Not mine, but I'm happy to take it on if you want.
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Sep. 27th, 2012 12:33 am (UTC)
Kel and Shinko-either modern AU or just being badass together.
Sep. 28th, 2012 02:01 pm (UTC)
Hi, random SPN lurker here *waves shyly* I hope it's OK to ask for a drabble (couldn't resist when I saw it's femmeslash :)

CWRPS AU; Danneel/Genevieve, rival knights, fantasy / medievalesque setting.
Dec. 3rd, 2012 10:59 pm (UTC)
Danneel glances over when she hears someone next to her, and then snorts. "Really?"

Cortese looks exhausted, and the glare she shoots at Danneel is half-hearted at best. "I can't even sit?"

"You can sit," says Danneel. "I just didn't think you'd want to sit next to me."

"Beggars can't be choosers," says Cortese. "I've had a very long day, I'm worn out, and I don't want to drink alone." She makes a face. "You're my only option."

"I'm flattered."

The server brings a flagon of ale over for Cortese; she winks and smiles at the girl, and Danneel huffs.

"So I'm not allowed to sit next to you and I'm not allowed to flirt?" asks Cortese, clearly unimpressed. "I had no idea you had such strong opinions about what I did, Harris."

"I just think you're giving all of us a bad name," says Danneel. "There aren't so many female knights that we can afford to ruin our reputations."

Cortese snorts. "For your information, I was battling trolls all day. I think that does far more for my reputation than a little harmless flirting."

"From what I hear, you do much more than flirt."

"From what I hear, you don't do anything."

"Of course not," Danneel says, signalling for another flagon of ale. "I'm much more discrete."

"Well, if I haven't hear rumors of your sexual prowess, I can only assume there's nothing to talk about."

"That's where you're going with this?" Danneel asks. "You're going to make fun of my sexual skills? Really? What do you think I'm going to do? Get you references?"

Cortese takes a long drink of ale. "Actually, I was hoping you'd come up to my room and fuck me. Like I said, it's been a long day. I need to unwind." Cortese raises her eyebrows. "Art thou willing, my lady?" she teases.

Danneel looks at her new flagon, mostly full. She has a quest tomorrow, a dragon out somewhere. She could use some relaxation.

If she's honest, she could probably use a hand with the dragon too.

"I'm only testing to see if your reputation is deserved," she says, standing. "So we're clear."

"Very clear," Cortese says, smirking.

Danneel lets it go. "Then lead the way."
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Sep. 29th, 2012 10:37 pm (UTC)
Danneel/Genevieve, knotting...? (I still like this trope even after my horrifying weekend. God help me.)
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