Schlitzie Ramone (sweetcarolanne) wrote,
Schlitzie Ramone

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At last, the long-promised drabble requests!

Yay for vacations and being able to write!

Various ratings, mostly Harry Potter or HP-crossovers. Usual disclaimer applies - don't own 'em, suing is futile!

For: lash_larue
Fandom: Harry Potter
Pairing/Characters: Gabrielle/Luna
Rating: Soft R
Warnings: Implied sex, nudity
Words: 116

Gabrielle loved the contrasts between them; the lighter and the darker shades of blonde hair on the pillow, the sweet, murmured ramblings of strangeness from one and the playful batting of eyelashes and trilling giggles from the other. But the sameness between her and Luna was also enticing. Their pale skin, lithe bodies and silky, feminine warmth. The wetness between each other’s legs and the rosy pink of both pairs of nipples. How exquisite they both looked covered in mounds of foamy bubble-bath or draped in lacy nightgowns before getting into bed.

They were both beautiful, yes, but what mattered was not how good they looked together. It was how good they made each other feel.

For: lash_larue
Fandom: Harry Potter
Pairing/Characters: Gabrielle/Millicent
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: None
Words: 148

The woman Gabrielle loved was no conventional beauty. But she was strong and determined, and ready to stand up against any who would nay-say her love for Gabrielle.

Gabrielle loved watching her lover fly on a broomstick. Oh, Gabi herself was graceful enough in flight, but Millicent on a broom was a force of nature, upright and determined, swooping through the air like a bird of prey. Seeing Millicent fly always took Gabi’s breath away.

There were some who turned up their noses at Millicent, implying or outright asking Gabrielle why she couldn’t find someone prettier to love. Gabrielle merely laughed at them. Millicent might not be pretty to others, but to Gabi, she was the most beautiful woman in the world.

“Zey ‘ave nevair seen you fly, ma chere,” Gabi would whisper to her darling at night as she lay cradled in the strength of Millicent’s arms.

For: tcregan
Fandom: Harry Potter
Pairing/Characters: Narcissa/Molly
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Implied future sex
Words: 205

Narcissa was at her wits’ end, but this woman seemed able to help her, thankfully. None of the best wizarding cake shops could do what she wanted to her satisfaction, and there was no way in hell a Malfoy was going to set foot in any Muggle place! Nor would Narcissa’s friends, with their “leave it to the house elves” view of the kitchen, have any idea of how to go about creating what she needed.

So Molly Weasley was the best solution to her problems. Well, if Lucius had taken Molly’s husband Arthur as a lover, then surely the woman Arthur was married to couldn’t be all bad! She was a pure-blood, at least, and she was fairly well known as a good cook.

Molly was a little taken aback at Narcissa’s request, but Narcissa was paying well and her demands were innocuous enough. And by the end of Narcissa’s third visit to the Burrow, Molly had successfully taught Narcissa how to create what she’d been craving for so long…

A batch of perfect, chocolate-iced cupcakes.

Of course, by this time Narcissa was wondering if Molly tasted as sweet as her baked goods, and was beginning to get what Lucius saw in outside-marriage intrigues.

For: soldurios
Fandom: Harry Potter/H.P. Lovecraft’s Cthulhu Mythos crossover
Pairing/Characters: Cthulhu/Voldemort
Rating: We’ll go with R
Warnings: Implied tentacle sex!!! And general, erm, hot-but-just-plain-wrong-ness! :O
Words: 228

The stars were finally right, and the great city of R’lyeh had risen, thrust forth from under the ocean by an earthquake. Dread Cthulhu had not yet awakened, but his thoughts could now touch the minds of human beings. And he could tell, even in his dead but dreaming state, that some of those humans were not like all the rest.

The souls of the ones called Muggles were there for the devouring, all right – but these creatures called wizards were – intriguing, to say the least.

Such magic as the human wizards possessed could be useful. It would strengthen the Great Old Ones even further as they took back the Earth that was rightfully theirs and issued in a new and glorious era.

This Voldemort, the one the wizards spoke of in dreams, could prove very helpful. Great Cthulhu began to touch minds with his in slumber, and knew that he was no ordinary, puny mortal. This wizard had the strength and skill to be of use. In more ways than one…

The dreams that Cthulhu sent to Voldemort became more and more erotic. Tentacles on bare skin, clawed hands tearing into flesh, pleasure and pain beyond anything that could be imagined by lesser minds.

Perhaps this Voldemort would be worthy as a temporary mate. It would be eons before Cthulhu could be re-united with Idh-yaa, after all…

For: soldurios
Fandom: Harry Potter/H.P. Lovecraft’s Cthulhu Mythos crossover
Pairing/Characters: Cthulhu!Cultist!Snape/high-priest!Voldemort, as yet unrequited Cthulhu/Voldemort
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Rough sex, implied tentacle fantasies
Words: 185

Severus thrust harder into the Dark Lord, biting into his neck, scratching the naked skin of his chest with sharpened nails. It felt exquisite to be allowed to take charge in bed, to feel his Lord’s tight arse around his cock and hear such a powerful man moan out loud. Snape was on the brink of bliss, but he still felt frustrated.

He hadn’t minded the Death Eaters being transformed into a Cthulhu cult. What Lord Voldemort had told his inner circle about the Great Old Ones was fascinating in the extreme. It could mean power so far undreamt of for the Death Eaters. And it would definitely mean an end to this double agent business, pretending to spy for Dumbledore. It had become boring, to say the least.

What was so frustrating was the sneaking feeling that it wasn’t him that Lord Voldemort was thinking of in these little trysts of theirs. Was he imagining the tentacled embraces of Great Cthulhu instead?

Snape knew he could compete with any human, male or female, for Voldemort’s affections. But not with the greatest Old One Himself!
Tags: cthulhu, femmeslash, harry potter, hot but wrong, lovecraftian horror, slash, tentacles
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