#femlash fics

[snowonebutyou]

it’s in the air we’re breathing (can you taste the freedom?)

chapter summary: caring is a dangerous game and natasha is unsure if she wants to play.

notes: i have no other excuse other than life got busy. some good busy, some not. but hey! i refuse to give up on this story, so more late-night sunday posting it is :) hope you guys are still around to enjoy it!

TRIGGER WARNINGS: mentions of sexual violence (nothing graphic)

chapter 6: i’m a hazard to myself (don’t let me get me)

words: 3,527

rating: teen and up audiences

Natasha is a good judge of character.

You don’t survive and make it out of a place like the Red Room without sharpening your abilities to assess others and their intentions. Which, she has learned in the worst possible way, are often harmful.

Men, twice her size, trying to take advantage of the fact that she’s a woman; exerting their power over her like she is nothing but a toy that can be played with and then left broken and forgotten behind. Girls, just like her, trying to trick her into failing and meeting her demise, so they can come out on top as she becomes a part of the dirt they walk on.  Some of them, Natasha tries to assuage Natalia’s murderous thoughts, were just doing what they had to – were just trying to survive; but none of that matters when it’s either you or them.

None of it matters when the only place you can call a home is the one place that takes all your biggest fears and beats you hollow with them, over and over again until you condition yourself not to fear it anymore — not to feel at all.

The good thing about it is that Natasha knows how to be around bad people. She knows how to play and manipulate them to guarantee she always gets her way, and that she always gets her out. A lot of harm, very little foul. That’s what she knows.

Or that is what she used to know, until she met the Avengers.

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[neondiamond]

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[the-bar-sinister]

I saw a post expressing some frustration with the state of f/f shipping in the Ace Attorney fandom, and there are definitely some elements they discussed that I agree with.

While I don't feel that FranMaya is exactly a "crackship" per se, I do agree that it's overly represented given the amount of time that the characters actually spend with one another in canon (which is next to nothing.) The pairing is largely speculative and results from Maya and Franziska being considered as sidekicks to or subcategorized to to their male counterparts, Phoenix and Miles.

It definitely comes off as very "pair the spares" to me– specifically in I feel like the pairing got started more because people ship narumitsu rather than finding Maya and Franiziska as having any chemistry in their own right.

The post I read was unfortunate also correct that a large subsection of the fandom will go off if you do pair either of them with anyone else.  There tends to be a low tolerance in the Ace Attorney fandom in some ways for shipping outside of the main top pairings-- this isn't unique to femlash, people will come at you for the wrong slash pairings, or het pairings also.

Franziska and Adrian Andrews was brought up, which is a pairing that I personally find very compelling, and plan to write more of in the future.

I feel like if Adrian was less of a "one case wonder" and got more screen time that this could have developed into a fairly common pairing.

Another pairing discussed was another favorite of mine, Trucy and Pearl. This particular pairing I think suffers from the heavy infantilization of both the characters.

While in the last game, Trucy is 17 and Pearl is 18, both of them are introduced to the series as children, which I think makes many fans hesitant to write them in any romantic or shippy material.

However, I feel like the best way to combat all of this is the same as combating most fandom problems simply to keep putting the material out there that you want to see, in whatever capacity you enjoy, be that fic, art, edits, meta or just talking about the pairings.

[voxofthevoid]

hi omg!! i've been dying to ask you about your wlw goyuu fic ever since you mentioned it in the summer ! catch your lady by her toes, iirc. ik sapphic stories aren't written much/don't get a lot of engagement (it's a vicious cycle) but i hope we can all read it some day :) aside from the sapphicness i'm really interested in reading about the strongest sorcerer being a woman (does gender REALLY matter when techniques are passed down??) and kenjaku choosing to have a daughter! cheerssss

Hello 💗

Ask away! I'm actually hella happy to hear that particular idea made a lasting impression. I've been nursing it to a bigger and bigger outline (it's 1.6k now) over the months. Still no clue when/if I'll manage to write it, but I sure as hell want to. Most of my F/F stories were original stories, and I haven't written any in quite a while. I definitely haven't written the kind of stories I now do for femlash.

Fair warning: my femlash is the same as my slash when it comes to porn-plot balance, which means we're looking at several chapters of kinky porn without any notable social commentary. It might sneak in—it tends to as part of the characterization whenever I write—but it won't be overt within the fic itself.

Gender has no effect on the strength of a CT or one's CE reserves, so Gojou's strength will be the same. Given what we've seen of the Zeni'in clan and Momo's speech to Nobara, I think we can say traditional jujutsu society does have a sexism problem that more or less reflects real-world sexism. I think gender would have affected the way Gojou was raised and socialized, but whether it'd take is a whole other matter. I think she'd still be the same as canon when it comes to her character and personality. Most of the change would be in how other people react to her and treat her. For instance, do you think Naoya's grudging respect for Gojou would carry over if Gojou were a woman? I doubt it.

As for Kenjaku, I genuinely don't think they'd give a fuck whether they have a son or a daughter. Their whole attitude to gender seems to be "Yes ❤". The only way I see them directly influencing the chromosome pair (assuming they have that kind of control over the baby batter) of the kid is if there's some connection to Sukuna's original body, which seems to be a popular theory thanks to the resemblance between Yuuji's looks and Sukuna's OG appearance (mostly the pink hair tbf, but well, that is very notable). I'm probably writing fem!Sukuna in this AU anyway though, not that I think she'll show up much.

...I typed all this and went to check my outline to see if there's anything I can share, and well, it's porn, porn, and more porn. If anyone wants that, shoot me an ask, but for now, here ya go:

Chapter 1 final scene: When answering Aoi's question about her type of men/women, Yuuji gives the usual response but cuts it off before the "like Jennifer Lawrence" part. Instead, she says "and I like Gojou-sensei" and decks Aoi's shocked* face. * Aoi is into it

[femslashhistorian]

Hi, this may be weird, but do you have recs for fics where Lena gets hurt? I love the angst :D any femlash with Lena is fine. Thank you so much!

Fics in which Lena gets hurt

Thank you for the ask. Not weird at all.

I have 2 Lena centric Supercorp fics for you that I have not recced before. Both are quite angsty and intense and great fics. (Read the tags and warnings). And more below.

1) In this one Lena is a vigilante (Kara can no longer be Supergirl), she gets beaten up quite a bit and the fic is definitely angsty and violent. The fic has not been updated in a while and as far as I remember the most recent chapter is nowhere near a happy ending.

would you be willing by AssumingMinds19 https://archiveofourown.org/works/18535024

Summary: Lena Luthor has spent the past few years transforming herself. Ever since the woman she loved disappeared from her life, trying to recover what Lena's own brother stole from her. Moulded by the darkness that has always shadowed her life, Lena made the choice to wrap herself in its armour. Now the bane of National City's criminals, the night has become her battlefield. But when a new organisation rises at the same time Kara returns fleeing from something unknown, bringing with her a child that Lena never knew existed, Lena has to decide whether letting love back into her life is worth trading the vendetta she now dedicates her life to. Is keeping it, worth the risk of losing them forever to the enemies that want her dead? A tale of conspiracy, love, crime, family and Lena Luthor being the biggest badass in every way possible. Because frankly, Lena would make an awesome Batman :D

2) This one is a long WIP. I have read several chapters and the beginning of the fic is definitely angsty. Here it is more Lena being hurt and letting herself get hurt / hurting herself. The fic gets happier after a while (I have not caught up to the more recently published chapters)

Non Disclosure by BlueJay1984 https://archiveofourown.org/works/32078302

Summary: She hadn’t meant to move into her office, but one night had turned to two, then three, then weeks. She couldn’t go home. She had been there. She had been there as a friend. But of course, she had been to the office too. But even so, this was Lena’s space, and she had been an interloper. People respected her here, feared her here, prostrated themselves for her here, on the other side of her desk. So Lena felt she needed to be here, in this place where she had complete control, where she was the one who had power, where she was a Luthor. 

3) You might also enjoy this fic:

Something to Be Earned by Evilsnowswan (AO3 log in required) https://archiveofourown.org/works/27008092

This one is SuperRojasCorp and the POV is more evenly split between the three of them. In this one Lena gets spanked and unrelated to that also hurt (assassination attempts etc). I have recced this fic before here

4) In case you have not already, also check out my Angsty Femslash Fanfic Recs (multi fandom, multi ship) [here]. There are 2 angsty SuperCorp fics.

[airlock]

choosing violence: 12, 17, 20-22, 25! I request your spiciest thoughts, potion seller

(pertinent to this ask meme; I've answered 21 here and 25 here)

#12 - the unpopular character that you actually like and why more people should like them

oh geez, there's like at least three of those per title

let's go with this: the minor Dawn Brigade characters are pretty interesting if you manage to trip over the obscure designer notes that actually tell you who they are

#17 - there should be more of this type of fic/art

femlash that isn't the same like three ships.

#20 - part of canon that you found tedious/boring

much has already been said in criticism of the later parts of the story in Echoes: Shadows of Valentia, but it's not said enough that, between the overdrawn yet underwhelming reveals and the long passages of stuff that will not actually matter in the slightest, it can also be an absolute slog to get through

#22 - your favorite part of canon that everyone ignores

Fire Emblem: Shadow Dragon--

[hydesjackiespuddinpop]

Can I please have a Ozne and Jelly ship ask game please?

Ozne

• When or if I started shipping it: On rewatches I think

• My thoughts: I’m intrigued and definitely want to see them together.

• What makes me happy about them: The potential.

• What makes me sad about them: Them not being properly explored.

• Things done in fanfic that annoy me: I don’t read Ozne fic

• Things I look for in fanfic: good writing, both in character (depends on how people see Etienne)

• Who I'd be comfortable with them ending up with, if not each other: idk

• My happily ever after for them: just them being the mondler of the gang, not too much drama and very loving and supportive.

• Who is the big spoon/little spoon: They take turns

• What is their favourite non sexual activity: Watching movies

Jelly

• When or if I started shipping it: It honestly just came to me. Also just realized the parallel to faberry (minus the bullying).

• My thoughts: They are so cute and pure. The femlash Tyrus!

• What makes me happy about them: The way Kelly is her best self with Jo and is very loving and affectionate. Kelly being with someone who actually loves and appreciates her as a person.

• What makes me sad about them: Jo being insecure about whether Kelly likes her back.

• Things done in fanfic that annoy me: There’s no fanfic for them

• Things I look for in fanfic: Cute moments, them being domestic, and good characterization

• Who I'd be comfortable with them ending up with, if not each other: I can see them being together for the long haul honestly. But them being happy separately.

• My happily ever after for them: Them living together and maybe getting married.

• Who is the big spoon/little spoon: They take turns

• What is their favourite non sexual activity: Watching tv

[evildisneydorks]

Ursula/Maleficent Headcanons! (Sea Dragon)

CW: A bit of angst, and a biiiit too long.

How they met:

-Their meeting took place before the events of their respective movies.

-Maleficent had briefly join the search for Aurora, and travelled very far from her home in France, all the way to the coasts of Denmark

-That’s where she had the honor to meet the Sea Witch.

-They had both heard rumors about each other prior to their meeting, as well as tales about what kind of cruel acts they had done.

-Maleficent was expecting Ursula to be a ruthless and highly aggressive sea abomination, not the charismatic octopoid lady she found relaxing on a rock near the beach. 

-Ursula straight up thought Maleficent didn’t exist, she believed the “evil fairy” was just a bed time story made to scare little humans. She never imagined being in presence of the Mistress of all Evil in the flesh…

-But that doesn’t mean they were disappointed to see the reality behind the myths; in fact, it was a pleasant surprise from both parts

-They were also surprised to find each other’s company rather enjoyable, knowing that they were both a pair of loners who loathed almost everyone else from their respective kingdoms.

-That’s how they noticed that, even though they came from completely different backgrounds, they still had a lot of stuff in common: Grudges against pitiful rulers, being practically banished from society with nothing but their henchmen/pets, and a very strong connection towards darkness~

-Maleficent ended up staying a little longer than what she originally had planned, saying that she was curious about the magic Ursula practiced. Ursula found Mal’s company fun, so she was okay with this arrangement

-The first magic demonstration was temporarily turning Maleficent into a cecaelia so she was able to visit Ursula’s lair. The fairy was impressed by the aesthetic and even more by Ursula’s little garden, she liked Ursula even more now~

-Maybe a bit too much, maybe she was liking her a bit too-…Oh no, oh no! Love is for fools! This couldn’t possibly be love, could it?

-Mal is having a bit of a crisis right now. She had never had this type of feelings before, and she doesn’t know what to do with them and she’s getting frustrated.

-Meanwhile Ursula knows, she knows what the fairy is feeling. In normal circumstance she would have probably come up with a scheme to use these feelings to her advantage… but this time, she doesn’t desire to do so.

-She’s being genuine when she takes Maleficent’s hands between hers, she’s being genuine when she hugs her, and she’s being genuine when she kisses her for the first time.

-The fairy doesn’t even try to resist at this point, and gives in for the long overdue kiss. It feels electric, and never wants to let go… she just feels so safe, and so does Ursula~

-Maleficent eventually had to return to her castle and Ursula had to reassume her business, but seeing how well they got along they decided to become “associates” and keep in contact, until they meet again.

-Oh my god they were associates

-Sadly, that meeting would take a long time to happen.

-When news of Maleficent’s death reaches Ursula’s ears she’s devastated, and has to stop her business for a while because she’s inconsolable. Even the eel brothers are worried about their mom…

-After a couple of weeks she seems better, but in the bottom it still hurts very much and she missed her.

-Ursula dies shortly after, a humiliating defeat at the hands of Prince Eric… but hey! Guess who’s waiting for her? Her dear evil fairy.

-They reunited in a little spot in the Underworld, specially made for the villains while Disney Ville was under construction. They were confused, a bit angry even… but at least they got each other now, and they are not parting ways ever again.

 Being together

-Overall, their dynamic could be described as “power couple who could curse you and your loved ones without hesitation”.  

-They just t enjoy being a pair of bitches, and believe me, they have a blast at parties!

-Ursula is the one who’s never afraid of some PDA and is also more vocal about her feelings, whether is just a little peek on Maleficent’s cheek, an arm or tentacle around her waist, a compliment here and there, or just holding hands.

-Maleficent may be a little more reserved in public, but corresponds to Ursula’s affections when they are in private or around close friends. She can get a bit clingy with Ursula sometimes, but the cecaelia doesn’t mind the extra affection~

-Scheming together? Absolutely

-And practicing evil laughs while they are at it.

-Ursula is the only one that has heard Maleficent singing and she describes her voice as “more beautiful and ethereal than any of those pitiful half-fishes”

-Flotsam and Jetsam love Maleficent and pretty much consider her their “step-mom’ at this point. Same can be said for Diablo, who pretty much sees Ursula as another mother figure of some sorts.

-Even though they are not officially married, they refer themselves as “wives” because “girlfriend” is too sugary for them.

-Yes, marriage is definitely on the table~ 

-They sleep together as much as possible, but Ursula mostly uses the bath tub  since she still needs to keep herself hydrated as much as possible. However, sometimes she does a bit of magic and gets herself a couple of legs; potions exist for a reason, right~?

-Maleficent is the big spoon and I will die on this hill.

-Their ideal date is a walk on the beach, preferably at dawn. They enjoy the peace of an empty beach, where they can talk about anything they want for hours and hours.

-I have a very vivid mental image of these two on a couch, Maleficent reading a book while Ursula rests her head on her lap and feels how Mal is caressing her hair with her long nails and ijoihfeuiwgwg

-Just thought ya’ll needed to know.

[marianamonteverde]

My new fic for @hermionesnookgroup Rare Pair Fest was just released!

This is my second Narcissa x Lily story... do they have a ship name? Lissa? Nily? Lissy? Idk, but I love them!

Here is: Don't underestimate art, it brought us together...

Summary: Narcissa and Lily kissed for the first time after the Gryffindor helped the blonde witch make a beautiful painting... What happens in the weeks after it?

Hope you enjoy it <3

[yikesola]

protip: if you’re going through a period where you’re insecure about your writing ..... don’t pick an advent based on a statistically less-read trope

[herald-divine-hell]

A Sweet, Juicy Delight

Request: f!reader and alexandra having a lovely picnic in the Emerald Graves, which soon turns into sweet sexy times. No one can hear you out there but the nugs... and maybe a few bears

A/N: I didn’t know if you wanted this fully smut, but I did lead onto it. If you want more, please suggest some! :3

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A gentle breeze came eastward, rustling leaves on thick, brown branches. Specks of sunlight sparkled through, near-translucent wisps that turned to golden blots on the ground. The grass was soft beneath your hand, tickling your palm as you took in the sighing wind. You smiled and leaned your head back.

Alexandra hummed an Orlesian tone that you did not know the name of, nor cared to actually learned. You knew that the Inquisitor would no doubt tell you if you desired, but you didn’t. You just wanted to keep hearing her hum softly and merrily to herself, but just enough for you to hear it in your ears.

It was Alexandra’s idea to come to the Emerald Graces. The excuse had been some fickle reasoning that you could not bother to learn. You just wanted to spend more time with Alexandra, and with her duties as Inquisitor taking more of her time...any moment with her was worth sharing. 

The faint light of gold drizzling from skies unseen caught her eyes, spreading the gold more thickly in the green, like rays of sunlight conquering the earth with light-shimmered riverlets. She was smiling, leaning on her elbow in an easiness that you could never match. Everything seemed easy to her. She was charming, eloquence, elegance, and grace rolled into a singular human. Even her fits of passion were alluring, speaking words that grew heated and seductive to the ears with each passing. It was not your fault that you fell in love - you were one amongst thousands - but for some reason unknown to you, the Herald of Andraste choose you. A warmth prickled your cheeks. 

“Ma amour?” asked Alexandra, lips perked up into a small smile.

You blinked, startled. “Pardon?”

“I asked if everything was okay.” She chuckled, eyes dancing amused and lovely. Her smile grew. “You looked dazed. Distracted, perhaps?” Her smile turned absolutely wicked, and you had the strongest desire to either kiss her or push her away. 

Heart fluttering in your chest, you sipped at your wine. It was sweet, perhaps Orlesian. Everything is seemingly Orlesian in her. Maker, how is she a Free Marcher. You never heard her speak anything but Orlesian. Perhaps only the common tongue took the throne, but you do knew that the Inquisitor was masterful in nearly all languages that could have been taught - she had even learned some Dwarven at her brief time in Orzammar. However, it was always Orlesian with her. You never complained though...somethings that Alexandra had whispered to your ear during soirees...

You shifted and pressed your thighs together, struggling to defeat the rushing warmth to your cheeks. “Oh, shut up!”

Alexandra laughed her sweet laugh, and it was like the chiming of bells in the summer air, dancing with the swaying wind. You could not stop the smile on your lips, no matter how hard you tired. There was something mystical and captivating in Alexandra’s laughter: the gentle tilt of her head backward, the scrunching up of her eyes, the spreading of her lips into a beatific and lovely smiled that was not merely focused on seduction. It was as if she had rid herself of the burdens and trappings of power and allowed herself to be approachable. Of course, she was always approachable, but there was a level of unearthly and distance when she took up the cloak of power or dwell in the Great Game. You could approach her, be connected to her, but feel as if you were always a subordinate, always willing to follow her anywhere she wished. As if she was Andraste among her many followers. She took on the pain and suffering of others, allowed you to weep on her shoulder, if one so choose, but there was always that barrier of duty and obligation that trailed her like a shadow. 

You blushed, huffed, and crossed your arms over your chest, flicking your chin upward as you turned your head away from her. “Laugh all you want!” you said.

Alexandra cooed and giggled, and your heart soared. “Oh, don’t be like that, ma amour.” There was rustling, and you knew that she was looking through the basket. “Turn back and face me, if you so kind. And do close your eyes.”

There was an air of authority in her tone, a calmness to it that sent a shiver up your spine. You turned, blushing harder, eyelids fluttered close. Darkness greeted, shrouded, and your heart was pounding in your ears. “Open wide,” you heard Alexandra said, and you could practically see the Free Marcher grinning. You did.

Something rounded and juicy filled your mouth, and you bit in, juice spilling into and dribbling tendrils down your chin. Alexandra’s thumb lingered on your bottom lip, grazed, before shifting down to clean up the remaining juices as you swallowed the grape hurriedly. Something warm shifted and crawled into existence as your naval, and you pressed your thighs closer. 

You opened your eyes to see Alexandra licking the juice on the pad of her thumb, eyes watching you with a glittering, knowing light. That only caused you to blush harder.

“Alexandra, I-”

“Take off your pants.” Alexandra rested back onto her elbow, grasped her own goblet, and raised it to her lips. Her eyes were darken, more emerald green than gold. 

Your hands fumbled with the buckles, following the orders in blushing silence. The wind kissed and crawled up your flesh, leaving naught but goosebumps behind. But the coolness contrasted well with the growing warmth that flooded your naval and left your skin tingling. 

Alexandra was cast in a golden aura, as if some deity approved use of authority. You could not fully say that you didn’t. Alexandra placed her goblet to the side as taking a long sip while seemingly drinking your body in. You felt strange wearing a shirt while your bottom remained pant-less, but it was nothing more than a loose fabric, so you did not fully mind. And had forgotten to wear a bra...

Alexandra was over you before you knew it, smiling as her hand trailed over the inner side of your thigh, grazing fingertips against flesh-prickled skin. She bent down, and began nibbling at the flesh of your jaw. Not enough to leave marks, you knew. But a persistent thought came to whisper in the back of your mind that your neck and thighs would not be spared as easily. That only seemed to fan the fire burning in your lions.

Her fingers crawled up your thigh and ghosted over your drenched smallclothes. When did they become so drenched? She palmed it, bending down to kiss the side of your neck, sending shivers up your spin and causing you to spread your legs wider. A moan escaped your tightly-sealed lips, a whimper. “Tu seras une si bonne fille,” whispered Alexandra against your neck. 

The Orlesian sent a stroke of pleasure through your body. Maker, spare me. 

Alexandra nibbled hard into your neck. One mark. How many to go? Her fingers slid up and down the growing wet spot of your smallclothes; the other cupping a clothed breast as her index and thumb caught a harden nipple and teasing it with soft twists and grazes. Another moan, louder and pitcher, tumbled up into the branch-threaded sky. 

You cried out when she slid her fingers down your smallclothes, sliding her fingertips up the slit with no barriers. And your head tumbled back, giving the Inquisitor more rumor to paint marks into your skin, which she dutifully did. 

As your body fluttered and filled with pleasure that seemed fleeting, you wondered in despair and excitment. Did I just awoken something far more worse than an angered Alexandra? Maker, I have, didn’t I? A teasing one, that is seemingly unrelentless when it comes to her little games. 

And by Andraste, you did not want her to stop. 

[snowonebutyou]

it’s in the air we’re breathing (can you taste the freedom?)

chapter summary: wanda’s perspective about natasha changes rather drastically after a mission.  

notes: once again ::: sorry this is late and, like, barely even proofed. but timezones are a stupid thing and i didn’t want to wait until tomorrow to get my betas to read it over so i could post it. so you get this chapter like this — half written surreptitiously on my notebook at work while i sat at the front desk, and the other half written late at night (for me) when i was supposed to be studying. yay!

hope you guys enjoy it :)

chapter 3: everything she never had, she’s showin’ off

words: 2,390

rating: teen and up audiences

Wanda doesn’t know how to be part of a team. She knows what it’s like to have a family — her whole life, she’s had her parents and her brother. Even after everything that happens, Wanda knows what it’s like to have people in your corner who will do anything to protect you, be it from the world outside or from your own inner monster. Pietro has been with her for better and worse, and that is all she has ever known. They are a team, a unit, a family. But it has always been just the two of them. He still sticks to her side even now that it’s not just the two of them anymore, and she knows it’s because he doesn’t know how to be a part of a team either. They try, but it’s a little awkward. Surprisingly, Wanda notices she’s better at it than Pietro. It’s funny because, for once, he is not the one who is branching out of their connection to befriend others, and he’s very grumpy over the fact she has taken a quick liking to Steve. She can’t help it; he is a calm, solid presence, never judging Wanda for not understanding a reference or a social cue because, most of the time, he doesn’t understand them either, and she finds that comforting. She finds herself learning a lot from and with him, about pop culture, combat training, and, surprisingly, baking; it’s one of the most effortless friendships she’s had outside of her family, and she has come to cherish it dearly.

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[filippoinzaghi]

« Pourquoi tu ris ? lui demanda Frédérique, un sourcil relevé mais les lèvres qui se courbaient déjà. - Et baaaah, Alice commença, presque timide, nous deux. Ces derniers jours qui ont été vraiment très chouettes… »

[thefirelordazula]

DCTV Femlash Week Day 3 - AU

Thea Queen/Sin Buffy The Vampire Slayer AU with @jessicajcnes

(We’re using nonbinary Sin)

Thea would play Buffy’s part and Sin Faith’s (With some changes, of course)

Laurel and Sara are their Watchers, respectively (Sara is much better than Wesley

Arrows with wooden tips to stake vampires

Sara as Sin's Watcher would prevent Faith's arc of turn to evil and everything, so she just gets all the best qualities

Sara would absolutely make sure Sin has a place to stay and has food and attempt to get them to go to school but it wouldn't work

Okay so they meet because Sin saves Roy in an alley outside Vertigo, and he's like "You'd get along great with my friend"

Tha is a bit jealous at first. Sin gets to have all this fun, meanwhile Thea has so much responsibility

But then Thea realizes how shitty Sin's life was before being Slayer and meeting Sara and all hard feelings are forgotten

Ollie as Dawn but he's the older sibling in this case and his personality would be pre-gambit (at least during the first few years of Thea being a slayer, eventually he’d join the team and become more mature/experienced in battle) 

And their parents don't get divorced like Buffy’s (Also Moira is way better than Joyce)

So Thea had grown up with the nice perfect family meanwhile Sin has the exact opposite

Sin has that parallel with Faith where they don't really know how to react to Thea taking them in at first so they makes excuses when they get invited to her house but eventually they cave in

And part of it is that Thea lives in a mansion. An honest to god mansion. That's just so excessive and so much compared to Sin out on the streets that they don't know how to act. They’re so overwhelmed by everything at first. They’re scared to even walk, afraid that they'll leave a stain on the carpet or something

It’s the 90s and the lack of cell phones makes them more likely to patrol together, which makes them bond by having each other's backs and talking when there’s no monsters to kill

It also means that people are less tolerant about Sin's pronouns and it means Thea can beat assholes up and it makes Sin love her even more

"I could've done that myself” 

"Im well aware"

But secretly sin is flustered cause nobody except Sara has ever really stood up for them

Sara and Laurel love that their Slayers are in love. It's great cause Sara's known Thea since she was a kid, so she's about the only person she trusts not to hurt Sin

Roy is their Scooby, their support who fights out there with them and who sometimes plays mediator between them

He's great at mediator because he's been partners with Thea in this for awhile now, but he can relate more to Sin and their life experience

Sin and Thea are at Vertigo one night, after a bit of slaying, and they're dancing together. Sin looks incredible in the club lights, and before she realizes what she's doing, Thea is kissing them

She needs some space after that to figure out exactly how she feels about them and Sin gives it to her but after like 2 days they're like "Fuck it" and they climb through Thea's window

Thea is like "Sin wtf are you doing here? It's like 11 pm" and Sin has this huge speech (that they're lowkey embarrassed about bcs what are feelings??) about how amazing Thea is and how they really want her in their life even if it’s just as friends because she’s too important to them

That's when Thea kisses them and they're both a nervous wreck but it's cute and gay and pure

Sin would be so bad with feelings but have a lot of feelings for Thea so it's hard

Thea is a very feelings-based person, so sometimes she gets frustrated that Sin doesn't communicate their feelings easily. That's something they have to work on

Sara and Laurel would be great because they get along way better than Giles and Wesley. They sometimes bicker just because they worry about their Slayers, and the best ways to do certain things to keep them safe, but they're family so they work it out. And they are so loving with their Slayers

Once Thea and Sin get together Thea makes the same stupid pun over and over again. Whenever Sin does something cute Thea goes "it's sinful how cute you are" or any variation of that

She does it so often that Sin threatens to fight her if she does it one more time, but Thea always gives them a kiss and smiles "I know you won't do that"

Sin is always left a gay mess, but they also wonder why they date such a dork

Just, Sin and Thea as badass slayer girlfriends 

[sitp-recs]

Happy birthday fw00shy!!

I thought I couldn’t possibly make two reclists on the same week let alone the same day but eh, that’s what happens when brilliant people share a birth date! I considered making a single rec for @fw00shy and spent 30 minutes trying to choose only one fic then I realized it would be impossible not to mention at least three favorites because I can think of 648271 things to say about them, thank you very much.

You know that kind of perfect slice-of-life with perfect setting and perfect punch lines that makes you visualize everything and wish you could see it on the big screen? Fwooshy’s stuff never fails to make me feel like that. She has such a strong and unique storytelling voice, with refreshing characterization, creative plots and viscerally hot smut sequences - how could I ever resist?

With a very particular narrative - sometimes crude and brutal, others gentle and aching, always mixing the best of both worlds - she has been an invaluable addition not only to the Drarry fandom but also to the rare pairs community, and I love how unique and powerful each one of her works is. Here’s yet another personal and biased selection of my favorite delights, in no particular order. Make sure to leave them some appreciation, and feel free to add your own fwooshy faves to this post! Happy birthday darling!!! 🎉💜

DRARRY

Phoenix in the Fire (2021 | Explicit | 1.4k)

Their first time was an accident. "Sex pollen," Draco claims, though everyone knows it was too much Ogden's after Puddlemere beat the Tornados 240-230.

Few shorts feel like a punch to the solar plexus that leaves you breathless with yearning - I can think of at least two, one being this fic and the other being Still Life by Seefin. This gem is only 1.4k but it might as well be 15k because holy shit there’s SO MUCH character and emotional development packed in here. Draco’s voice is a triumph, Harry’s guilt rips my heart apart, and the A+ smut is filthy hot and indulgent, every line written with such precision and intent it makes me ache. Absolutely brilliant.

Big Hands (2020 | Explicit | 4.5k)

Draco Malfoy is a pianist who's just moved to Paris. Harry Potter, his new roommate, has the biggest hands he's ever seen. Draco is immediately obsessed.

The Victorian AU we didn’t know we needed! This is such a creative and refreshing take on their enemies to lovers dynamics, in a completely different and fascinating scenario. I was immediately captured by the rich atmosphere, sharp characterization and delectable sexual tension. I don’t usually read AUs by I do love myself some musician Drarry, and this fic transpires loves for music and art. 

in a rambling way (2021 | Teen | 7.5k)

Ron knocked Hermione up, and now Harry's got to figure out how to clone himself so that his friends don't split up fighting over him. Falling for Draco again was never part of the plan.

Fluffy pining by fwooshy?? Did I read it right? God, I have the biggest soft spot for this lovely break up/make up tale - I’ve always been a slut for road trip fics, and the camping scenario is such a nice change of pace and the perfect excuse to explore the Golden Trio dynamics. This is one of the most gorgeous and heartfelt contemplative fics I’ve ever read, full of gentle yearning and a wistful narrative that took my breath away. They sound so young doing mundane things I got a lump in the throat. 

RARE PAIRS

In the Mood (2021 | Explicit | 367 words) - Draco/Ron

"I saw you with Harry today," Ron says. "In the Ministry cafeteria."

I dare you to find 367 words hotter than this. What a treat to see fwooshy exploring one of my favorite rare pairs! I’ll have jealous, sexy Ron for breakfast any day, pls and thank

Money (2021 | Mature | 1.1k) - Ginny/Pansy

Pansy looks like money. Ginny's letting her body call the shots.

One of the sexiest femlash pieces I’ve ever read, lush, intriguing and decadent,  with unique atmosphere and brilliant dynamics. A fascinating dive into this scorching power couple!

Cold as Light (2021 | Explicit | 2k) - Ron/Harry, Ron/Cho

Ron ran into Cho at one of those basement clubs that popped up everywhere during the first few years after the war. Then there was Harry. There was always Harry.

I’m personally offended by how much these 2k made me ACHE. The heartbreak is deliciously melancholic and I can’t let go of these characters, so doomed and beautiful in their own way. Such a brilliant take on Cho, who definitely deserves more fwooshy love!

[billiewena]

tabitha, they/she, 29, white, american

past urls: @nothoughtsjustdestiel & @therealerickripke

follows/replies from @homophobicslug​​​​

also samposting @alivegirlsam

if you’re here for actual billie x rowena content, check my #billierowena tag

sometimes I make posts or say things

tracking #usertabitha or just @ me

samcoded in that evil spn women are my weakness, I got a complicated history with religion, and I love bullying dean (still love him tho)

I do got the destiel and casgirl brainrot but politically align with sam tumblr on most topics

multishipping is fun & good for your health (and most importantly, will always be tagged for filters)

show/writer/actor critical I guess but you simply have to be these days

the only rpf ship I acknowledge is kripackles

all spn opinions can be summed up with this post:

tags + links:

youtube (videos tag)

spotify (playlists tag)

ao3 (fic + fic wip tag)

ships I post most for blacklists: destiel, saileen, samwena (saileena <3), samruby, deancassie, midam, megstiel, sastiel, deanbenny, deanvictor, samjess, bufus, drowley and various spn femlash & MLM rarepairs. why I no longer post dreamh*nter.

non-ship tags: tfw, tfw 2.0, tfw 3.0, sam and dean, sam and cas, dean and mary, sam and mary, dadstiel (cas & jack), gay on gay violence (cas & crowley), cas and claire, dean and claire, angelposting, demonposting, reaperposting. also see: bestiesnatural

most characters are tagged as just their “first name” unless it’s an original post. I don’t tag cas and dean tho because tbh who has the time.

!!! minors !!! pls blacklist #minors dni and #nsfw !!!!!

if you need anything tagged please let me know in a message or ask! I tag basic content warnings as “tw ____” or “tw ____ mention” when relevant

last note: insane that I have to say this but I am NOT comfortable with w*ncest/w*nkline shippers or proshippers following any of my blogs. also uncomfortable with angelc*st or any romanticization of samifer. it’s not like I can perform background checks on everyone who interacts but I do block liberally. also I wish all TERFs, p*dos and racists in fandom spaces a very “get hit by a car”