The Empress

For a challenge at gameofcards, to do something to the theme of The Empress card in the Tarot. She is described as: "The Empress is the third trump or Major Arcana card in traditional Tarot decks. Some themes that the card represents are: Mothering — Fertility — Sexuality — Abundance — Material prosperity — Pleasure — Comfort — Power — Nature — Delight — Desire — Physical attraction — Health — Sensuality — Beauty — Satisfaction."


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Fanfic for First Time, Last Time

Fic for gameofcards, to write a story for either the theme of The First Time or The Last Time. This has both.

First Time, Last Time
Fandom: Firefly
Pairing: Kaylee/Simon
Rating: PG-13
Warning/Notes: Implied sex
Word count: 502

Kaylee stepped back out of Simon’s embrace and tilted her head back to look him in the eye. “Kinda sweaty and noisy in here,” she said impishly, looking around the steaming engine room. “Wanna find someplace where … we can get even more sweaty and noisy?“ She gestured with her head and winked. “My bunk, f’r example?” She knew she was being bold, but after all, why not?

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Matchmaker Challenge: Fics for Random Pairings

Fun challenge; we submitted several fandoms and got random pairings. I got to choose between Felix and Paul of Orphan Black OR Peter and Lincoln Lee of Fringe. So I tried for both. Heed the warning.

Where Nobody Knows Your Name

Name: catko      
Team: clubs
Fandom: Fringe, Orphan Black
Pairing: Felix/Paul, Peter Bishop/Lincoln Lee
Rating: PG 13
Warning/Notes: reference to sexual activity; drinking. Crack, by which I mean silly and quite implausible.
Word count: 1014

“Oh, good. Look who it is.” Felix said witheringly as he pushed past Paul and put the key in the front door of his building. “Oops, sorry, didn’t mean to jostle you. Gonna arrest me?” This was thrown over his shoulder as he pulled the door open and moved to step into the foyer. He managed to keep his face and tone sardonic but felt his heart beating faster and had to fight to control his breathing. What was this now? A bit of PTSD from the arrest and near-frame-up? Couldn’t blame him; there had been a moment there where he’d been genuinely terrified. But this didn’t feel like fight-or-flight; no, it was more like…

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