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7 FemSlash100 DrabbleTag Entries

Title: Taking Control
Author: Kat Lee
Fandom: Charmed
Character/Pairing: Prue/Piper
Rating: PG-13/T
Challenge/Prompt: femslash100 DrabbleTag 7: Charmed: Piper/Prue - Bossy - requested by withasmile87
Warning(s): Incest
Word Count: 250
Date Written: 1 August 2016
Summary:
Disclaimer: All characters within belong to their rightful owners, not the author, and are used without permission.



Piper glowers at her older sister, who's just rattled off a list of commands. Prue has a sound plan, but Piper can't help noticing that Prue's relegated both herself and Phoebe to the background parts. Phoebe will write the spell, Piper will make the potion, and Prue herself will fight the Demon? She doesn't think so!

"What?"

"Phoebe's right! You are bossy!"

"I thought you liked it when I play boss."

"In the bedroom, Prue! It's another -- "

"I have to make sure you're safe! I'm the oldest!"

"We're the Charmed Ones!"

"We're losing time! We don't have time to argue!"

"Give me one reason why I should move to do any of this so you can get yourself killed!"

"I'm not going to get killed!" Knowing her sister isn't going to move, Prue saunters forward with the same fiery determination she always wields when she's going after something she wants. Piper doesn't fight her as she cups the back of her head with her hand and angles her mouth. Her lips cover hers. She kisses her long and deep, then lifts her head, thinking she's leaving Piper breathless and unable to argue. "Now, move."

Piper does move. She catches Prue's face in her hands and slams her lips back up against hers. Her tongue dives into her mouth. Her breasts slide against hers. One hand moves to stroke her hair; the other, her nipples. She kisses her as minutes tick by, and when she finally does lift her head, it's Prue who's left breathless.

The End





Title: An Unexpected Turn
Author: Kat Lee
Fandom: Buffy the Vampire Slayer
Character/Pairing: Buffy, implied Willow/Dawn, implied Willow/Tara
Rating: PG-13/T
Challenge/Prompt: femslash100 DrabbleTag 7: Buffy the Vampire Slayer: Dawn/Willow - "the talk" - requested by agirlnamedtruth
Warning(s): None
Word Count: 250
Date Written: 2 August 2016
Summary:
Disclaimer: All characters within belong to their rightful owners, not the author, and are used without permission.



Buffy was dumbfounded. She had never expected her talk with her little sister to take the turn it had. Her mind keeps turning over the conversation as she walks into her living room where her friends await, but still she can't find any answer. She sits down slowly and must look as confused as she feels, because Willow immediately turns to her. Tara turns the TV down so Dawn will think they're still watching the movie.

"How'd it go?"

"I . . . I'm not sure."

"What do you mean you're not sure?" Xander asks, although he's not at all certain he wants to hear the answer.

"I . . . I think I need you to talk to her, Willow."

"Me? Why me?"

"Because you have experience in this sort of thing. She said she's never going to let a guy get 'that thing'," Buffy curves her fingers in air quotes, "near her."

"That's not unusual. I felt that way once."

"I feel that way now," Tara giggles and blushes while Xander tries to pretend he's anywhere but there.

"I thought she liked me?" he finally caves and asks.

"She does or did. But she says she's watched guys for eons and all they do is cause trouble."

"I'll talk to her." Willow's at Dawn's door just two minutes later, but when she opens the door, it's not a child she finds inside the bedroom.

Dawn lifts her head with a radiant smile. "I've been waiting for you."

Oh, boy, Willow thinks as the door shuts behind her.

The End




Title: Without Her
Author: Kat Lee
Fandom: Pocahontas
Character/Pairing: Nakoma/Pocahontas
Rating: PG/K+
Challenge/Prompt: femslash100 DrabbleTag 7: Disney: Nakoma/Pocahontas - swimming - requested by killing_kurare
Warning(s): None
Word Count: 250
Date Written: 2 August 2016
Summary:
Disclaimer: All characters within belong to their rightful owners, not the author, and are used without permission.



She used to love the river. Being beneath the water is like being in another land. The animals are different. There are no men to turn away or to have to obey. Just a few years ago, there were only two humans down here. As she twists and turns in the cool water, she remembers another body, more beautiful and stronger than her own, twisting and sliding against hers. They would swim for hours, and it was always just the two of them.

Swimming with Pocahontas was almost like dancing. Her friend had always been so graceful. She walked like a Queen among their people, regal head held high, even as a child, but now she's gone. She hasn't seen her in over a year. She isn't coming back. She's never going to swim with her again, never touch her cheek, never embrace her, never love her like Nakoma once dreamed she would.

Her dreams are broken. Her friend is gone. Her father says she is dead to their people, and she might as well be. Alive or dead, she's never going to return to her. The water and her memories no longer offer any comfort. The river has turned from cooling her skin to filling her with a chill Nakoma doubts will ever be warmed.

She breaks through the surface, and as she does, the heart-broken cry that breaks from her lips sends the birds flying. They will return, but she knows her Pocahontas will not. And she cries.

The End




Title: Out of the Bag
Author: Kat Lee
Fandom: Monster High
Character/Pairing: Cleo/Clawdeen
Rating: PG/K+
Challenge/Prompt: femslash100 DrabbleTag 7: Monster High: Any/Clawdeen Wolf - meet the siblings - requested by captainzarina
Warning(s): None
Word Count: 250
Date Written: 2 August 2016
Summary:
Disclaimer: All characters within belong to their rightful owners, not the author, and are used without permission.



Cleo flashes a radiant smile at her unexpected crowd of admirers. Every one of Clawdeen's thirteen brothers is looking directly at her. Some are even showing their teeth. "Why are they looking at me like that?" she hisses through the side of her mouth. "It's not like it's the first time they've seen me."

"No," Clawdeen whispers back, "but it is the first time you've smelled like me around them."

"Smelled like you?"

"Yes, Cleo. When two people do something like what we just did -- "

"Oh. Oh! But still, why the fangs? They should be happy the most beautiful ghoul in the world has decided to make their sister happy!"

"Because up until now, you were my friend. Now they know." It wasn't the way she was planing on coming out, but the cat's obviously out of the bag now.

"Let them pass, guys," Clawd calls.

Clawdeen looks thankfully at her big brother. He gives her a little nod, and as they pass slowly by him, he whispers, "You had my back with Draculaura." Then his eyes narrow at Cleo, and he gives the warning all their siblings are growling, "But you'd better keep her eye, Cleo, and not hurt her or you'll think it's a full moon the next time you meet our siblings."

Clawdeen expects Cleo to have one of her typical retorts, but she just smiles, squeezes her hand, and says for all to hear, "Rest assured, mansters. I'm gonna be keeping my best ghoul happy for centuries to come."

The End




Title: In Search
Author: Kat Lee
Fandoms: Disney, Beauty and the Beast/The Hunchback of Notre Dame
Character/Pairing: implied Belle/Esmerelda, mentioned Beast/Belle
Rating: PG-13/T
Challenge/Prompt: femslash100 DrabbleTag 7: Disney: Belle/Esmeralda - dancing - requested by withasmile87
Warning(s): None
Word Count: 250
Date Written: 9 August 2016
Summary:
Disclaimer: All characters within belong to their rightful owners, not the author, and are used without permission.



She doesn't like events like these. She'd much rather stay at home with her husband and their subjects than travel afar and be subjected to entertainment clearly meant to arouse the male genital. She looks proudly at her husband. She's heard the whispers through the court concerning her husband's past as a beast, but he's the only man at the table not currently acting like an animal. She's tempted to tell the other Queens to control their husbands, but she holds her tongue, as she so often does these days, for the sake of peace.

One of the royals at the far end of their table is acting so much like Gaston that Belle turns away from his hooting and hollering with obvious disgust. Her eyes fall back on the dancers just as the women shake their breasts. Her own throat swallows surprisingly hard at the seductive movement. She's about to look away again when the leader of the dance catches and holds her gaze.

The woman's name, Belle knows, is Esmerelda. She has become the Queen of Dance in her country, and this is her troop consisting of women gathered from the streets. She holds her head high and tries to look away but finds she can not -- except to let her gaze travel Esmerelda's beautiful, skimpily clad curves. When the dance finishes, Esmerelda winks at her. Moments later, Belle, despite her best intentions, is the first to slip from the table and go in search of a dancer.

The End




Title: Fleeing Together
Author: Kat Lee
Fandoms: Disney, Aladdin/The Hunchback of Notre Dame
Character/Pairing: Jasmine/Esmerelda, Rajah
Rating: PG/K+
Challenge/Prompt: femslash100 DrabbleTag 7: Disney: Esmeralda/Jasmine - scent - requested by killing_kurare
Warning(s): None
Word Count: 250
Date Written: 9 August 2016
Summary:
Disclaimer: All characters within belong to their rightful owners, not the author, and are used without permission.



The Gypsy freezes when she catches her scent on the hot, desert air. She turns slowly, her eyes widening in surprise and a smile curving her mouth. "I thought you weren't coming?" she asks the Princess standing behind her in the shadows.

"I . . . thought I could not leave my Father," Jasmine admits, "and I certainly could not abandon Rajah." She places her hand on the massive, striped shoulders of the tiger beside her.

His tail lashes in the heat, but Esmerelda's not scared of him. She earned his respect long ago. "He's still determined you should marry?" she asks, her gaze returning to Jasmine. She's known many people throughout her travels, but never met a girl as beautiful as the one standing before her now.

"Yes, and I am not marrying any Prince," Jasmine vows, eyes flashing, "or man!"

"But you would give yourself to me?" Esmerelda asks, coming forward and pocketing the small statue she'd been surveying before Jasmine's arrival.

Jasmine looks at the lips that have brought her such pleasure, lips that have been kissed by many men but never known real love until they'd first touched her mouth. "Yes," she says without a doubt or any further hesitation. "Oh, yes!" Esmerelda closes the distance between them, takes her in her arms, and ravishes her again -- until the shop keeper yells at them. Jasmine could have his head, but they run from Agrabah instead, hand in hand and with Rajah loping beside them, to their new life together.

The End




Title: (Not Exactly) Sugar Plum Visions
Author: Kat Lee
Fandom: Once Upon A Time
Character/Pairing: Henry, Emma/Regina
Rating: PG-13/T
Challenge/Prompt: femslash100 DrabbleTag 7: Once Upon A Time: Emma/Regina - gingerbread - requested by fresh_brainss
Warning(s): None
Word Count: 250
Date Written: 9 August 2016
Summary:
Disclaimer: All characters within belong to their rightful owners, not the author, and are used without permission.



Loud sounds in the living room wake him suddenly, and for just a moment, while still laying in his bed on Christmas Eve, Henry thinks it may be Santa Claus. He lives in a world filled with magic after all, despite being in the 21st century, but of all the things he's seen, Witches, Wizards, Dwarfs, Werewolves, magic mirrors, talking animals, flying monkeys even, he's never once seen Santa. Still, he grabs his flashlight and dashes down the stairs.

He doesn't have to be quiet, because any noises he makes would be drowned out, any way, by the sounds of furniture being moved below. He still is any way and stays carefully to the shadows as he shines a light on the living room . . . and finds his mothers in the floor. Emma is licking Regina's lips. Both women are moaning, their hands a flurry of activity. They're between the couch that's been pushed back and the table that's been turned over. He spies the remains of the half-devoured gingerbread house in the floor and shakes his head.

"I should've known it was you two," he whispers low enough they still can't hear him and then sneaks back to his room with a grin. It wasn't Santa Claus, but the love of two mothers is far better than an old, fat guy spreading joy in red flannel. Henry's still smiling as he drifts off to sleep and dreams of a future made so much brighter by a love no longer denied.

The End
Tags: aladdin: jasmine, batb: belle, btvs: buffy, btvs: dawn/willow, charmed: prue/piper, crossover, crossover fic, holidays: christmas, hunchback: esmerelda, monster high: clawdeen/cleo, ouat: henry, ouat: regina/emma, pocahontas: pocahontas/nakoma
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