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By the author of "Laura's Dilemma" - Anonymous - Original Work [Archive of Our Own]
There was always a fire in the schoolroom grate, even when she came home long after midnight. And Miss Cole was always there. Sometimes she would be turning over the pages of a novel (Maria was almost sure it was a novel); sometimes writing a letter; sometimes she would be dozing in the high-backed chair that had been Mamma's favourite when they lived in the country; but she would always be there when Maria looked in.

And Maria always looked in.
fic  femslash  original  regency.au  author:anonymous  ofc  ofc/ofc 
8 weeks ago by partofthewhole
Girls These Days - Nerissa - Original Work [Archive of Our Own]
Ann is not sure it should be this difficult to dismantle a criminal enterprise.

She does know it shouldn't be this fun.
fic  original  femslash  ofc/ofc  author:nerissa 
august 2018 by partofthewhole
Summer's Turns - Trobadora - Original Work [Archive of Our Own]
Inzun was not a fellow student mage any more. She was a student death-witch instead, even if her teachers hoped she would never actually use those powers.
fic  original  author:trobadora  femslash  ofc/ofc  magic 
august 2018 by partofthewhole
The Cage | Tor.com
“You’re Jude?”

I nodded. She was brandishing a pair of home improvement books and a library receipt.

“The info woman says you’re a general contractor.”

I shot Lela—who’s dating my ex and disapproves of my staying single—a dirty look.
fic  femslash  original  author:a.m.dellamonica  ofc/ofc  werewolf.au 
may 2018 by partofthewhole
A Bride Most Scandalous - Anonymous - Original Work [Archive of Our Own]
At the request of his beloved twin sister, Frederick Avington agrees to wear a wedding dress and pose as fiancée to Lord Montcroix. It's only supposed to be a distraction, to allow her the time she needs to elope with her lover, but before he can stop it, he finds himself legally Baroness Montcroix.

William Montcroix, newly titled and back in England after spending years fighting Napoleon's forces, has resigned himself to a loveless marriage with a woman he's never met. But the woman to whom he finds himself married isn't a woman at all--and he can't say he minds.
fic  original  slash  author:Devin.Cage  omc  omc/omc  identity.porn  regency.au 
april 2018 by partofthewhole
caught in your tangles - Anonymous - Original Work [Archive of Our Own]
Owen goes out hoping for a nice, relaxing night. Maybe he'll even get laid; who knows.

He is not expecting to run into Hot Chad from his macro class. He's expecting what follows even less.
fic  original  slash  author:anonymous  omc  omc/omc  incubus 
april 2018 by partofthewhole
And Then There Were (N-One) - Uncanny Magazine
“Look at it this way,” Mabel said. “Either you’ll be part of a ground-breaking event in human history, or a groundbreaking psych experiment. Someone benefits either way. And you’ve never been to eastern Canada, so at least you get to see someplace new even if you just end up standing in a field somewhere looking silly.”

She always had a way of making an adventure out of things that would otherwise stress me out. Four months later, I flew to Nova Scotia, took a bus to a seaside town too small for a dot on a map, boarded a ferry to Secord Island, and stepped through the waiting portal into an alternate-reality resort hotel lobby swarming with Sarah Pinskers.
fic  original  author:sarah.pinsker  femslash 
april 2018 by partofthewhole
Sun, Moon, Dust - Uncanny Magazine
Allpa received the magic sword from his grandmother, as she lay dying.

“I’m afraid I don’t really need a sword, grandma,” he said.

“No, nor do you deserve it,” she snapped at him. She was a fierce old woman with a nose like a hawk’s beak and skin falling away in folds from her cheekbones. “You’re a farmer, not a warrior.
fic  slash  original  author:ursula.vernon  magic.au 
march 2018 by partofthewhole
Mrs. Peak and the Dragon | Abyss & Apex
“Do you know what you’d like, dear? What can I — oh, you stupid thing! Shoo!”

She wasn’t speaking to the boy, who had a look that layered surprise and delight around a crunchy nugget of alarm. He stood in front of a bowl of golden-wrapped butterscotch candies, a popular selection, piled high. Atop the shining mound was a tiny dragon, emerald-green and sinuous. Probably no more than a week old, by the size of it. It must have come in through the transom.

“Do you think I could keep it?” the boy asked. “Just for a while?”

“Certainly not,” Mrs. Peak said.
fic  original  author:andrew.willett  gen  dragon.au 
march 2018 by partofthewhole
Road, Wind, Cactus - NeverwinterThistle - Original Work [Archive of Our Own]
There is a long highway that stretches through a desert with many names, and somewhere on it sits a coffee shop.

A story about a coffee shop that sometimes has milk and often has sand, where the baking is fresh, the soup's meat is real, the waitress is part metal and radiation storms haven't been seen for decades.

Star makes drinks. Ruger makes promises. And between them, they have a dream.
fic  femslash  original  author:neverwinterthistle  challenge:chocolate.box  ofc/ofc  apocalypse 
february 2018 by partofthewhole
Making Arrangements - rosefox - Original Work [Archive of Our Own]
Lady Darby's niece is a scandalous tribade. So is Lady Montgomery's daughter. And who ever heard of a society mama who could resist the chance to matchmake?
fic  femslash  original  author:rosefox  regency.au  historical.au  crossdressing  challenge:chocolate.box 
february 2018 by partofthewhole
On the Proper Treatment of Rakes - Anonymous - Original Work [Archive of Our Own]
Ever since being presented to Society, it had been Diana's custom to avoid rakes. [female regency crossdressing rake/regency bluestocking]
fic  femslash  author:bigsunglasses  original  challenge:chocolate.box  ofc/ofc  regency.au  historical.au  crossdressing 
february 2018 by partofthewhole
The Duke's Blade - Anonymous - Original Work [Archive of Our Own]
Duke Morand had more important responsibilities than looking after the health of his hired assassin, but a late night brings forth a long-hoped for confession.
fic  slash  author:anonymous  challenge:chocolate.box  original  omc/omc 
february 2018 by partofthewhole
Excerpts from the Journal of Lucretia von Aimes, D.Eng., PhD, D.Phil., etc. - Anonymous - Original Work [Archive of Our Own]
With additional notes and reporting by her assistant, Tristan Norwood. [Female genius inventor/hypercompetent male assistant that keeps her alive]
fic  original  het  author:anonymous  epistolary  ofc/omc  challenge:chocolate.box 
february 2018 by partofthewhole
Silver in the Wood - emilyenrose - Original Work [Archive of Our Own]
It was the middle of an autumn downpour when Tobias first met Henry Silver. Midsummer had come and gone, and the wood was quiet.
fic  original  author:emilyenrose  slash  fantasy 
february 2018 by partofthewhole
Fandom for Robots - Uncanny Magazine
Computron feels no emotion towards the animated television show titled Hyperdimension Warp Record (超次元 ワープ レコード). After all, Computron does not have any emotion circuits installed, and is thus constitutionally incapable of experiencing “excitement,” “hatred,” or “frustration.” It is completely impossible for Computron to experience emotions such as “excitement about the seventh episode of HyperWarp,” “hatred of the anime’s short episode length” or “frustration that Friday is so far away.”
fic  original  gen  author:vina.jie-min.prasad  robots  fandom 
november 2017 by partofthewhole
Dead Devotion - Anonymous - Original Work [Archive of Our Own]
Bloodfang Bonebreaker is seeking an honorable death.

Instead, he finds a ship.

[half-orc/sentient ship, with bonus ghost!cat]
fic  slash  original  author:anonymous  ghosts  supernatural.au 
november 2017 by partofthewhole
The Pirate and the Mermaid - Anonymous - Original Work [Archive of Our Own]
"Of course," said Charlie pettishly. As if she was just a stupid kid, asking stupid questions. "How was I supposed to know? You're the first mermaid I've ever met."

"Well, you're the first woman-with-legs I've ever met!" snapped the mermaid.
fic  femslash  author:isis  original  ofc/ofc 
october 2017 by partofthewhole
Blackbird Claw, Raven Wing - Anonymous - Original Work [Archive of Our Own]
Princess Catarina is dismissed to rural seclusion, and makes it her own. [Princess/Knight]
original  femslash  ofc/ofc  author:violsva  royalty  fic 
october 2017 by partofthewhole
California's First - Anonymous - Original Work [Archive of Our Own]
Pat Dubois makes a living by finding people who don't want to be found. Bail jumpers, thieves, adulterous husbands—Pat's familiar with all of them. But on July 6, 1846, the eve of the Battle of Monterey, Pat meets someone she wasn't ready for. [40s Private Eye/Glamourous Wartime Singer]
original  femslash  ofc/ofc  historical.au  crossdressing  author:sath  fic 
october 2017 by partofthewhole
Dragon Brides - Lightspeed Magazine
Dragon brides are notoriously difficult women. We have lived with dragons, after all, those strange and terrible animals with their curiously human eyes, and some of us come back down from the broken mountains with their hisses still in our ears.
fic  original  gen  author:nghi.vo  dragon.au 
september 2017 by partofthewhole
Under the Dragon's Claw - gixi_ninja - Original Work [Archive of Our Own]
Ten years ago, Captain Wei Shun's proposed to his childhood sweetheart, Cheng Lan and was humiliatingly rejected in front of all members of the royal court. Now, the king has given a newly victorious General Wei Shun a special reward for his military service - a slave named Cheng Lan.

Lan was born to be a high ranking scholar-official within the king's court. When accusations of treason destroy his family and he is reduced to slavery, his last hope is a childhood friend who's love he once scorned. Shun's success and popularity has seen him more than one jealous rival in court. The events that lead to Lan's family's arrest and execution are fast catching up with him. They will need to negotiate the treachery of the royal court together - if they are to survive.
fic  slash  original  author:gixi_ninja  omc/omc  slavery 
august 2017 by partofthewhole
The Course of Honour - Avoliot - Original Work [Archive of Our Own]
When Jainan arrived on Iskat to represent his home planet in a diplomatic marriage to Imperial Prince Taam, he was naïve enough to hope the match would work. Taam knew better. Five years later, his confidence shattered, Jainan is released when Taam dies in an accident, only to be faced with another marriage to help salvage his treaty. Jainan understands how the real world works now; but Prince Kiem - the cheerful, scandal-prone darling of the Iskat celebrity magazines - keeps breaking all the rules he's learned. 117,000
fic  slash  author:avoliot  marriage.of.convenience  original  omc/omc  space.au  royalty 
july 2017 by partofthewhole
Balance and Free Fall - labellementeuse - Original Work [Archive of Our Own]
Jamie just wants to pass his English paper, catch supervillains, and dodge his mother's phone calls. Well, one out of three ain't bad.
fic  original  slash  challenge:fandom5k  author:laellementeuse  superhero.au  college.au  omc/omc  identity.porn 
may 2017 by partofthewhole
Job Satisfaction
Because there aren’t enough gay superhero rom coms short stories in the world.
comic  art  artist:kelldei  original  femslash  superhero.au  tumblr 
may 2017 by partofthewhole
From the Editorial Page of the Falchester Weekly Review (A Lady Trent Story) | Tor.com
Dear Sirs—

I was fascinated by Mr. Benjamin Talbot’s brief notice, published in the 28 Seminis issue of your magazine, detailing his acquisition of a preserved specimen from a heretofore undocumented draconic species. As we all know, legends of the cockatrice date back many centuries, but I am unaware of any reputable examples collected before now, either dead or alive. This is a thrilling event for the field of dragon naturalism, and I heartily encourage Mr. Talbot to publish his discovery at greater length, including details such as the manner of its acquisition, the island or archipelago in the Broken Sea where such beasts may be found, and a thorough description of its anatomy.
original  author:marie.brennan  dragon.au  lady.trent  gen 
february 2017 by partofthewhole
Red Blood, Black Ink
it’s my fault. it’s just that when we met it was autumn; her red-orange hair and crackling laughter. there’s a little spooky in her, a lot of play. and what a better time for falling?

i didn’t realize it for the first few years - something shifting, something so subtle. the winter makes us all cold, the summer makes us all a little out of our minds. i just loved her, because she was incredible, and i was the luckiest person alive.
fic  original  femslash  author:inkskinned  mental.health 
january 2017 by partofthewhole
Daily Science Fiction :: A Ladies' Guide to Collecting Mermaid Love Songs by Aimee Picchi
Imagine standing on a sandy sleeve jutting into the Atlantic. In the hazy distance where the sea meets the horizon, the mermaids sing, their voices dancing like strands of silver and black seaweed in a tide pool. The fluid harmonies draw you to the water's edge.
This is the point when many young ladies transform into mermaid-song enthusiasts.
fic  original  author:aimee.picchi  femslash  fantasy 
january 2017 by partofthewhole
The Hanging Garden — NOBLE HEARTS, by Audrey Coulthurst When I...
When I fantasized about my first horse race, I never imagined I’d be riding to win the girl who stole my heart.
fic  femslash  original  author:audrey.coulthurst  tumblr 
december 2016 by partofthewhole
Princess Princess | Strangely Katie
Amira and Sadie are two very different princesses who decide to take their happily ever after into their own hands.
original  comic  art  artist:kate.o'neill  femslash  royalty 
september 2016 by partofthewhole
The Defect, Part One: s2b2
There are some who are notorious for crossing the Wall, flashy risk-takers with their names on Most Wanted posters, whose pictures circulate at every guard station. The most experienced of the bunch have about a dozen crossings, back and forth, to their names. One of them even wrote a book about it, the dumbass, that got all the holes along the whole north sector plugged up. He's not even sorry; he'll never have to go back, not with those royalties. Smug bastard.

My picture's not anywhere. Nobody in the East knows I've been there except the people I've gone to see. Forty-five crossings East to West, forty-four West to East, never in the same place twice, never caught, never shot. It's like a dance, only your partner doesn't know you're even there. The night after I spoke to David, I was there, ready for the song to begin.
fic  ot3  multi  author:shukyou  s2b2  original 
august 2016 by partofthewhole
3,693 miles of stitches: s2b2
Frank's gaze heated; he leaned close. It might have looked to everyone around them as though he were giving her a last private message, but there were no words, only his warmth on the sensitive curve of her ear. When he drew back, she gave him a reproachful look, and he grinned; he knew what breath on her ear did to her.

He turned to Albert, who had been waiting with eyes on everyone but them. "Look in on my girl every now and then, won't you?"
fic  original  ot3  historical.au  author:hyakunichisou.13  s2b2 
july 2016 by partofthewhole
The Hanging Garden — Aisle 13 by Justina Ireland It’s two days before...
It’s two days before the last day of school, and I’m sitting in my Combatives class ready to die of boredom. Mr. Vaughn is showing a demonstration video on how to slay a basilisk. Again. It was the last question on our final. Only half of us got it right.

I was not one of the lucky few.
fic  original  author:justina.ireland  tumblr  fantasy.au 
july 2016 by partofthewhole
DP Fiction #15: “Further Arguments in Support of Yudah Cohen’s Proposal to Bluma Zilberman” by Rebecca Fraimow | Diabolical Plots
Dear Bluma,

I heard that Hershel Schmulewitz, that blockhead, has also presumed to ask for your hand in marriage, which gives you two proposals to consider. Now, you needn’t worry that this will be a sentimental or a wheedling sort of letter. You already know how I feel, and I suppose Hershel’s not so much of a blockhead that he doesn’t feel the same way. I’m simply writing to lay out the reasons, plainly and concisely, why it would certainly be more to your benefit to marry me.
original  author:rebecca.fraimow  het  trans*  werewolf.au 
may 2016 by partofthewhole
Fantasy & Fanfiction — libations-of-honey-and-milk: In fairy tales and...
In fairy tales and fantasy, two types of people go in towers: princesses and wizards.

Princesses are placed there against their will or with the intention of ‘keeping them safe.’ This is very different from wizards, who seek out towers to hone their sorcery in solitude.

I would like a story where a princess is placed in an abandoned tower that used to belong to a wizard, and so she spends long years learning the craft of wizardry from the scraps left behind and becomes the most powerful magic wielder the world has seen in centuries, busts out of the tower and wreaks glorious, bloody vengeance on the fools that imprisoned her.

That would be my kind of story.

[also on AO3: http://archiveofourown.org/works/6518686]
original  fairy.tales  author:feynites  tumblr  femslash 
april 2016 by partofthewhole
Bucket List Found in the Locker of Maddie Price, Age 14, Written Two Weeks Before the Great Uplifting of All Mankind - Lightspeed Magazine
<strikethrough>Kiss a girl.</strikethrough>

<strikethrough>Fall in love.</strikethrough>

Get a tattoo, because Dad says that after we all go into the Sing nobody on Earth is going to have a body anymore. I don’t care if it hurts.
original  author:erika.l.satifka  femslash 
february 2016 by partofthewhole
Beyond the Sea - Anonymous - Original Work [Archive of Our Own]
At the ten-year tournament, Errian of Elentar is her homeland's champion. She has a reputation. There is no doubt she'll win.

There's just one problem: no one thought to tell her what winning would mean. Not for her and not for Kerra, the crown princess of Stellan.
fic  original  femslash  author:thedevilchicken  royalty  ofc/ofc 
october 2015 by partofthewhole
underneath the marula tree - polkadot - Original Work [Archive of Our Own]
When a neighboring queen challenges Thandiwe for her border mines, she must find a champion to fight for her.
fic  femslash  author:polkadot  original  queen/knight 
september 2015 by partofthewhole
s2b2: Programming
When he opened the door, Cam was standing, arms folded, against the opposite wall.

"Did you just hack me?" Cam asked.
fic  original  s2b2  slash  author:hyakunichisou13 
december 2014 by partofthewhole
Strange Horizons Fiction: Selkie Stories Are for Losers, by Sofia Samatar
I hate selkie stories. They're always about how you went up to the attic to look for a book, and you found a disgusting old coat and brought it downstairs between finger and thumb and said "What's this?", and you never saw your mom again.

[Hugo nominee for Best Short Story 2013]
original  gen  femslash  author:sofia.samatar 
june 2014 by partofthewhole
in taking it apart - imogenedisease - Hockey RPF, Original Work [Archive of Our Own]
Mike knows from the get-go that it’s a fucking stupid idea. He doesn’t know if that makes it better or worse.
fic  hockey.rpf  original  slash  author:imogenedisease  omc/omc  wip 
august 2013 by partofthewhole
vioectrolysis | the mermaid and the sailor
There was one, in older days, a queen
who reigned over the seven seas.
A pirate queen, to be exact -
art  comic  artist:vioectrolysis  original  femslash 
june 2013 by partofthewhole
s2b2: Tastes Like True Grit
"Y'know," Illian casually remarked aloud, tossing the flesh that he had carved out from the Bile-spitting Scorpion into the pot, "it's not very becoming to knock out a person without his permission. Or to leave him on his house door step after without even a kiss good-night."

An embarrassed silence radiated from the jagged rock outcropping on his left.

"I never did manage to thank you properly for getting me away from that Naga the other day. How about some scorpion stew?" Illian took a sip and made sure he mmm-ed as loud as possible. "I got this recipe from a very talented cook."
fic  slash  original  s2b2  author:daisuke.yaki 
june 2012 by partofthewhole
s2b2: On Earth My Nina, Part One
"A Thunderbird," he'd said, sounding almost out of breath over the crackling cell phone connection. "I didn't even know what a Thunderbird was two days ago, other than a car and an e-mail client, but I saw this and I knew. I just knew." Jonathan had heard Pen excited more times than he'd heard him anything else, but this was different.

"The Thunderbird came to me," Pen had said, "and now I have to come to it."

And that was how Jonathan came to be driving throughout the U.S. with Pen, guided on a meandering map of half-baked sightings and old myths.
fic  slash  original  s2b2  author:domashita.romero  art  artist:serenity.winner 
june 2012 by partofthewhole
s2b2: Are You Now or Have You Ever Been, Part One
"I don't have fans."

"Handsome man like you should have at least one. I volunteer." Golovin took another sip of his martini, smirking at Les over the rim.

Two train-car thoughts knocked into Les' head in rapid succession: first, that Sanders' dig about Golovin's being a homosexual hadn't such a shot-in-the-dark insult; and second, that being attractive was much easier when all Les had to do was sit down and let the table cover both leg and cane. Neither of those left him with much of an idea about conversation, though, so he settled himself by writing off Golovin's comment as insincere flattery and went back to what he imagined someone who wasn't undercover for the US Attorney's office would say. "Nice place."
fic  slash  original  s2b2  author:shukyou  author:ladysisyphus 
april 2012 by partofthewhole
s2b2: Code of Conduct
The thing about being a cop that will never feel right to Ozzie is how fast he's expected to make decisions. Harrison's already got Luke up to his feet, and Ozzie steps over the spinning front wheel of Kev's old BMX and says, "Harrison--is he--" as Luke is blinking eyes blown dark and wide as he smiles at Ozzie and says, "Hey, cocksucker."

"Jesus, shut up, Luke," Ozzie snaps, because Harrison's already mustering up thirty or forty really choice words to reply to that and Ozzie doesn't want to find out if he'd follow it up with a fist. Ozzie puts his palm on Harrison's wrist, saying, "He--he's my best friend's brother, Harrison, he's just an idiot, it's not a big deal," and Harrison settles back down again. Luke reeks of weed and booze and he's mud all down one side of his jeans, but he's eyeing Ozzie through narrowed, contemplative eyes, like Ozzie might do a trick.
fic  slash  original  s2b2  author:kikuna.matata 
april 2012 by partofthewhole
s2b2: Close bound enough
He was immersed in these thoughts when his distracted gaze settled upon a face he recognised. A cluster of young men leaned up against a bench, heads close together. They were all in their shirtsleeves, collars undone, cigarettes clasped loosely between index and middle fingers. Harry froze, leg outstretched in the act of walking, A moment later, his foot landed and he hurried on. Heart pounding, he thought, Merciful God, let him not have seen me.

"Captain Bridgeman," called one of the men.
fic  slash  original  s2b2  author:elle.black 
april 2012 by partofthewhole
s2b2: La muerte y el jardín, Part 1
"My name," the prisoner said, "is Silvio Echevarria." It was the first time he had said it in months. He said it not to the commander, but to Verdugo. "I have a name. They won't remember it, so I'm asking you to—"

He never finished. The commander squeezed the trigger, and it was like summer, very hot and sharp, wind blowing through him, lifting him up and away from his pain.
fic  slash  original  s2b2  author:ogiwara.saki 
april 2012 by partofthewhole
s2b2: Anne Skye
We stood before the altar, the half-familiar words of the ceremony intoned from the clergyman's lips and falling like lead on the stone floor of the church. They never quite seemed to reach my ears.

Until, that is, the traditional liturgy was rent apart by the unimaginable answer to the oft-repeated question.

Jane Eyre AU
fic  original  s2b2  femslash  author:lady.memphremagog 
april 2012 by partofthewhole
s2b2: Altair, Part One
Altair's succubus friend comes over late that night. Tam pulls himself out of bed to meet her, walking jerkily into the main room of the apartment, ignoring the persistent ache of his muscles. It's the first time he's been conscious outside of the bedroom, but he wasn't missing anything before. It's a tiny old city apartment like the hundreds he's seen before, with a partitioned kitchenette where Altair is probably hiding from him.

... As she steps into the apartment, her glamour fades away, revealing her horns: short and straight, like a young goat's. Her tail is about as long as his, but a little lighter in colour, matching her skin tone. She regards him with an even gaze, as if sizing him up.

"So I hear you saved my life," says Tam, extending his hand. "Much appreciated."
original  s2b2  fic  slash  author:yamanashi.moe 
april 2012 by partofthewhole
s2b2: 嬰櫻 (Little Cherry Blossom)
She fell a step behind, hoping he would continue without her, but he slowed his pace until she caught up.

When they were almost at the door, General Liu suddenly stopped under one of the lamps and turned to face her. "Do you know how beautiful you are?" he blurted out hoarsely.

Ying-Ying's heart skipped a beat. She had seen the look before—the passion in his dilated eyes was unmistakable—but it was a mistake: he was not just any man, and she was no longer the pretty innocent girl she used to be. He must have seen someone else when he looked at her. Her chest ached, thinking of that lucky girl.
fic  original  femslash  s2b2  author:kim.chee 
march 2012 by partofthewhole
s2b2: This Song Is About Your Sister (What Happens At The Villa, Stays At The Villa), Part One
The suspicion grew sort of gradually, a nagging doubt at the back of her mind, like thinking you'd left the oven on. First just a vague sense of something out of place, and then bit by bit the specifics began to fill in; and then it was a growing, solider certainty.

"Are we -- " Zoe started, and then she stopped playing entirely, resting her bass against her chest and pulling off one cup of her headset. "...Are we playing in the wrong key?"

Andy looked at her for a second, frowning, his fingers starting to falter as his concentration broke. "No. What? No."

"I think we are, though."

"No." But then he looked down at the fretboard, and his frown deepened. "Yes. ...Fuck."
fic  femslash  original  s2b2  author:tsukizubon.saruko 
march 2012 by partofthewhole
s2b2: Big Name Fan, Part One
From: bailey.callendar@gmail.com
To: celladoor@gmail.com
Subject: interested in an interview?

Hello, there. My name is Bailey Callendar, and I'm a writer currently working for Magpie -- we sort of fall under the "ladyblog" category, but we're a bit more diverse than that. I'm working on a story right now about slash fiction, and I'm interested in interviewing a few of the more prominent and prolific authors. I promise this isn't going to be a "oh, aren't those girls so weird and cute with their little fan stories" sort of hit piece I've seen around; I want to get a good survey of the culture and open it up to our readers. Your name's come up a lot with some of the people I've already been talking to, and I'd love to get your input. I'd just like to ask you a few things about your history with slash, your involvement in fandom, that sort of thing. Please let me know if you're interested, and if not: happy writing!
original  fic  femslash  author:domashita.romero  art  artist:hybridcritter  s2b2 
march 2012 by partofthewhole
Shousetsu Bang*Bang - The Patron Saint of Liars and Fakes
Before he'd started spending nearly every waking hour with Benedict Horton, Adam would have called business events boring.
fic  original  s2b2  slash  author:hinotori  pretend.boyfriends 
february 2012 by partofthewhole
Shousetsu Bang*Bang - The Sad Blanket, Part 1
"You look better."

With the long green stegosaurus tail draped over his shoulder and an unmistakable moustache of spun sugar and chocolate powder, Brandon may have looked ridiculous by general standards, but nobody could have missed that million-watt smile. He didn't have a movie star smile, and that was the first things that Josh, skeptical about the studio's casting choice, had noticed when he'd seen the first dailies from Major Amazing: The First Vengeancer: that good-looking kid in the patriotic suit grinned like he meant it, all big and just this side of dopey. "Yeah. Yeah, I am. A lot." Brandon tugged at the tattered beige blanket. "Guess your Sad Blanket really works."
author:shukyou  original  s2b2  fic  slash  author:ladysisyphus  art  artist:r_a_parker 
february 2012 by partofthewhole
Shousetsu Bang*Bang - Busted, Part 1
The last day Stacey walked into Jules' workshop with bags under his eyes and a new tattoo was simultaneously the best and the worst day of Garrett's life.

"Oh, honey," said Cory, who knew the signs by now. She put down the potato cannon blueprint she'd been sketching and gave him a big hug, standing on her tip-toes so her arms got all the way around his neck. "You've got to stop doing this to yourself."

"Looks like she's stopping it for me," Stacey sighed, patting Cory's back. "She's getting married next month. But hey, look, testosterone!" He unzipped his pants.
original  fic  slash  s2b2  author:shukyou  author:ladysisyphus 
february 2012 by partofthewhole
s2b2: El Presidio Rides North, Part One
I was absolutely certain I was going to die, and it was because I'd wanted to wash my hands. The last thought that was going to go through my head was going to be that I could have lived a long and happy life if I'd just been satisfied with that bottle of hand sanitizer. And the worst part of it was that I'd die getting my hands dirtier, what with how the zombie I was trying to wrestle off of me was covered in dirt and that undefinable zombie sludge that they seemed to create. I'd hoped it wouldn't end like this, in a Wendy's bathroom, while I still needed to pee.
toread  fic  artist:neomeruru  original  s2b2  art  author:domashita.romero  slash 
november 2011 by partofthewhole
s2b2: Tourniquet, Part One
Sam had always thought he'd be doing something more thematically appropriate when the dead started coming back to life. Like walking through a graveyard, or getting trapped in a mall, or even waking up in a hospital after the apocalypse had already happened -- that was a popular one. He thought it would at least happen at night, or during a storm, or maybe in a deep, atmospheric fog. Instead, it's three o'clock on a brilliant July afternoon, and he's trying to get his hand down his boyfriend's pants.
fic  toread  original  s2b2  slash  author:atarashi.merle  art  artist:lihsa 
november 2011 by partofthewhole
s2b2: Stealer of Hearts, Part One
1. ONCE UPON A TIME

October felt like it would never end. In the rainy late-afternoon haze, it was hard to distinguish the ponchos from the ghost costumes, the umbrellas from the vampire capes. Tom kept a firm grip on Howie's sticky hand. Whenever they came across a wide puddle, he would give Howie arm a little tug, and Howie would float over the puddle before landing toes-first on his shiny new rain boots.
fic  original  s2b2  slash  author:kim.chee  art  artist:keelain 
october 2011 by partofthewhole
s2b2: Unidentified Friendship Objective, Part One
Four days after the photo of the chupacabra turned out to be nothing more than a rabid coyote with mange, Felix began talking about UFOs.
fic  original  s2b2  author:ogiwara.saki  slash  art  artist:olukemi 
october 2011 by partofthewhole
s2b2: The Conquests of Dr. Victor Alazon
The boy's hands were steady, perhaps even steadier than Victor's. At least, Colin did not need to stop every minute or so to pick out crooked sutures, and every one of his staples ended up in the right place the first time.

Victor's brow furrowed for a moment at this unexpected discovery. Then he shrugged, supposing it was only natural. The grunt work of constructing body parts belonged to laboratory assistants, after all. It made sense that they would possess a somewhat higher degree of dexterity to make up for their total lack of creative genius.

Satisfied, Victor wandered off to make a pot of coffee for Colin.
fic  slash  original  s2b2  author:kikuchi.makoto 
october 2011 by partofthewhole
s2b2: The Wilderness, Part 1
The fight started after the last gas station stop up I-5 before the turn-off, although it didn't start as a fight. Just as (Jon would maintain to himself, pathetically) an attempt at advice -- but in their still-rattled state after their near-miss with that 14-wheeler it had bristled Cris immediately, which in turn had stung Jon, until the whole thing was blown out of all sense and proportion, another shambling, misshapen beast loping off across the landscape, tearing down buildings and ripping up powerlines without losing its fangy malformed grin. That was the thing: it was always stupid to start, always nonsense. Otherwise they might notice it instead of letting it fly under the radar, and could stop it before it began to grow.
fic  author:tsukizubon.saruko  original  slash  s2b2  toread  has:author 
october 2011 by partofthewhole
s2b2: East, Part 1
Twenty minutes in to American History class, Bethany Morrison poked him in the elbow and passed him over a folded up piece of notebook paper. He unfolded it and found, written in Liev's familiar angular but neat scrawl, the words: "'My name is Chris and I am a bitch.' Check a box below to indicate true or false." Beneath that were two boxes, both helpfully labeled 'true.' Chris looked over his shoulder to Liev, the next row over and two seats behind. Liev gave him a little 'what's up' nod and smirked.
slash  s2b2  fic  original  author:domashita.romero  artist:neomeruru  art  has:artist  has:author 
october 2011 by partofthewhole
s2b2: One False Move, Part 1
"Maybe," Eliot echoed. He folded his hands in his lap and bent his head forward, staring at them, looking timid and ashamed and not at all like the bright, vivacious creative writing teacher Dom had met the previous month at a fundraising event for Baker Middle School's fine arts programs. But five years was a long time on a job like this, and in his tenure he'd seen more than a few acquaintances in the same chair that Eliot now occupied, and more than a few of those had deserved every inch of being there. Most of the time, the accusations involved he-said-she-said dynamics between rarely consenting adults -- administrators and teachers, school board and staff, parents and faculty -- but when a kid was involved, everything changed. When four kids were involved, it was all that times a thousand.

Sitting in his downtown office that April afternoon, Dom knew only one thing for certain: guilty or innocent, Eliot Rey could kiss his career as a high school teacher good-bye.
original  fic  art  s2b2  author:shukyou  author:ladysisyphus  artist:neomeruru  slash  has:artist  has:author 
october 2011 by partofthewhole
s2b2: Yes, Darling
Wodehouse style! It was the morning after Freddy Furlong's farewell party, and I was suffering the effects of an assortment of wines, brandies, whiskies, ports and fruit liqueurs, mingled with semi-digested oysters, plovers' eggs and a dish that Freddy had claimed was made from octopus, although nobody at the club had believed him. My brain had turned into porridge; my skull was threatening to split into more pieces than the Austro-Hungarian Empire; and somebody had decided that what my stomach really needed was a spot of incendiary bombing. In short, I was not a well man.
fic  slash  s2b2  original  author:cat.o.nine.tails 
september 2011 by partofthewhole
s2b2: Where You Have Yet To Go, Part 1
He didn't return from the war a wreck. He didn't return riddled with dreams of dust, sand, and glass. He didn't return with a bullet wound in his leg or a voice in his head. He didn't return a hero or a ghost. However, he did return home to an empty apartment, an uncooperative landlord, and all of the right words missing.

This story is STUNNINGLY good.
original  s2b2  slash  fic  author:ogiwara.saki  art  artist:pseudonymeter  has:artist  has:author 
september 2011 by partofthewhole
s2b2: Avast Conspiracy!
The ninja was only a few feet away, watching Jason intently. The air between them crackled with tension.

The skintight fabric of the ninja's costume showed off all the lines of his body. In typical style, his face was covered except for a narrow slit for his eyes. It was hard to read his expression. Were those eyes giving him a similar examination, or looking for a way to escape?

It was time to end this stalemate.

Jason shuffled further along the couch and stroked his pirate beard thoughtfully. "Tell me," he said. "How would you feel if I kissed you now?"
original  s2b2  fic  author:hinotori  slash  has:author 
september 2011 by partofthewhole
s2b2: so werd ich dich auf meinem Blute tragen, Part 1
It was a testament to his great panic and agitation that, upon having his Agency-managed alert system flare red and broadcast the words BABÁ DOWN directly into his brain, Alastair managed to wash his hands only three times before racing out the door of his apartment.
original  s2b2  slash  fic  author:shukyou  author:ladysisyphus  art  artist:safelybeds 
september 2011 by partofthewhole
s2b2: The Amanuensis, Part 1
That morning, as he'd done every morning for the last fifty years of his life, Akiba ben Levi rose from his low mat, sank to his knees, and prayed for the end of the world.
original  author:ladysisyphus  fic  s2b2  slash  toread  artist:serenity.winner  art  author:shukyou  has:artist  has:author 
september 2011 by partofthewhole
s2b2: Day And Night, Part 1
Dafydd Evans paused at the office door, double-checking the number with the address the agency had given him. His name is on the door... Shaking his head at himself over imagining something a little more ostentatious for a theatrical producer, the Welshman lifted his hand to knock.

After a few moments, the most gorgeous man he'd ever laid eyes on answered the door. About the same height as Dafydd, the other man was broader, with thick brown hair and brilliant blue eyes. When he spoke, it was with an American accent. "Yes? Can I help you?"
fic  author:jestana  art  artist:unicorn_catcher  s2b2  original  toread  slash  has:artist  has:author 
september 2011 by partofthewhole
s2b2: The Passion of Saints Tryphaena and Tryphosa
My story is not the one to be told, but I shall tell it, that a greater story, in which I was but a small part, becomes to you known, all to the Glory of God.
original  fic  femslash  s2b2  author:ladysisyphus  author:shukyou  toread  has:author 
september 2011 by partofthewhole
s2b2: Her Lamp Does Not Go Out at Night
Hannah was born in the city of the Shrine of Asa, some two hours north of the capital by train. She had never seen Omri before her wedding; the country of Giveah had been occupied by the Asturian Empire for nearly thirty years, and all the rail systems had been seized and the roads closely monitored. But the Empire had grasped beyond its reach, and the king of Giveah negotiated a peaceful transfer of power back to his family barely two weeks after he relieved his mother of regency. He had been fifteen years old. He was seventeen now.
femslash  fic  original  s2b2  author:koiwa.shishiko  toread  has:author 
september 2011 by partofthewhole
s2b2: Victoria's Children
Jack Draper stood on the hotel's balcony and watched the bright streaks of tracer fire from the Tower Bridge arc across the darkened sky. The dark was half a smothering dusk, low clouds, the threat of storm, and half stinking black smoke. London was burning. Three years of peace was too much to ask.
fic  author:dr.noh  original  s2b2  slash  toread  crossdressing  has:author 
september 2011 by partofthewhole
s2b2: Justice Comes to Shit Mesa, Part 1
The red-dirt scrublands of West Texas had been blasted flat by the sun long ago, until there wasn't so much as an anthill as far as the eye could see. Gnarled mesquite trees and tufts of desert grass clung to life wherever they could, adding a gray sort of green to the endless expanse of reddish-brown, but the scrubland and everything in it was dwarfed by the monstrous bowl of the sky overhead. The sun hung high, a tight ball of searing white light that roasted everything below to a crisp. There were railway tracks running on forever into the distance both east and west, the crossties a sullen, rusty black too hot to look at, let alone touch. A man could stand by the tracks and watch the train approach for hours, slowly growing larger without getting any closer at all, just swelling on the horizon like a fattening tick.
fic  s2b2  original  author:roumonte.emi  slash  toread  has:author 
september 2011 by partofthewhole
s2b2: The Fifth Form at St. Ruth's, Part 1
St Ruth's School for the Education of Gentlemen and Young Ladies was exactly as Freddy had imagined. It hoarded the city centre like a miser with his gold, and even the cathedral a little further down the hill fell in its shadow. The floors inside were made of great, smooth slabs of sepia stone that occasionally gave way to oak so old it had aged to black. The curtains and draperies were like something out of a museum. If not for the other pupils, Freddy would have thought of mausoleums and labyrinths, but as it was the swell of students engulfed him as made his way through the main corridor of the boys' dormitories, bearing him through a clamour that defied any comparison to the grave.
fic  original  s2b2  slash  author:macklin  has:author 
september 2011 by partofthewhole
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