Title – Made For One
Author – uselessmarks
Fandom – Guiding Light
Pairing – Olivia/Natalia
Spoilers and/or Warnings – Slightly spoilerish for the May 4th week. Slightly. I just took the starting point and then did my own thing.
Summary – Olivia cannot see to the other side. One-shot.
Rating – PG
Notes – Oh yes, easily resolved…lol
It starts with four inches.
Not quite a great divide, but it feels like a canyon right now. Open and wide, hard to cross. You’d have to put your hand over your brow and squint, trying to see whomever might be on the other side.
Four inches in a bed truly made for one. It might as well be a mile, that is what Olivia thinks.
She’d like to have a drink, but she doesn’t want to move.
Moving requires… well, movement and then Natalia would know that she is up. Natalia might turn on a light and then questions would happen.
And Olivia, being Olivia, might say something stupid.
Better to stay still. Just close my eyes. Try to forget the fact that I am in bed, with the woman I love, and we aren’t talking to each other. Yep. Let’s forget that.
Title: One Room
Fandom: Guiding Light
Summary: What happened on the trip away? Natalia’s POV
Spoilers: Let’s just say all episodes from 2008 to next week. To be safe. I know very little about the early stages of their relationship except from what I’ve read on Wikipedia and seen on you tube so please forgive any canon errors. I was going to wait for a beta….but I have no patience heh heh. Please don’t be too harsh. If it helps consider this AU? heh
Disclaimer: GL and characters owned by P & G, CBS …basically everyone but me. No intent to profit etc.
A/N… Not sure this is one of my favorite stories. but the idea woke me up the other night so I figured I might as well write it. I also normally don’t care to do stories in 1st person but once again, I had no control over what came out. Lastly, I hope the changes from past to present isn’t too confusing.
A small smile drifts across my face as I sit in a chair watching the woman currently sleeping in the bed. Try though I might, I can’t stop my smile from widening as I notice that Olivia has curled up into a ball and is lying so close to the edge that it’s almost an inevitability she’s going to fall out. Apparently, even in her sleep, Olivia is always thinking about me. She had sworn up and down last night before bed that she would behave herself and now…she just looks so cute if uncomfortable.
The beginnings of our weekend away were anything but idyllic. Given the history of our relationship, I suppose I shouldn’t have expected anything else. It started with Frank accosting Olivia at the hospital. He had been informed of our relationship by Doris Wolfe, (I admit, I do feel a bit sorry for her when Olivia gets back to Springfield), and he didn’t believe her. His defense of me was what led to him being beaten up and once again I was overtaken by guilt. My inability to face my feelings had caused this man an inordinate amount of pain, both physical and emotional, that he didn’t deserve. When he went after Olivia, however, my guilt was immediately replaced with a white hot anger that I was unfamiliar with.
Fandom: Guiding Light
Disclaimer: They aren’t mine, unforunately.
And also: Thanks to takethisstep for her beta services.
Under normal circumstances, the little girl would still be deep within Morpheus’ realm at 7:06 on a Saturday morning. Unfortunately, since moving out of the farmhouse and into the new apartment, things had been anything but normal for the displaced Spencer women. Emma wasn’t exactly sure why, but she knew they were not as happy at their new home as they had been living with Natalia. She supposed that her mommy was missing Natalia just as much as she was, which led to the start of their new weekend ritual.
Title: Dancing With You – Part 3 and 4 (final)
Fandom: Guiding Light
Disclaimer: Not mine obviously
I wake up exhausted and shuffle to the bathroom. I look in the mirror and see the dark circles that have taken residence under my brown eyes. I want to crawl back under the covers and pretend the last couple of months didn’t happen. I want to be packing Emma’s lunch in the kitchen and trying to get you to switch from coffee to tea.
Reality reasserts itself quickly. I go through all my regular morning rituals and I realize that I have to go to work and see you. I have to see everyone. I know I could call in sick and you would say it was okay. Then you’d think I’m not strong enough. I knew dancing with you would change everything. I know what loving you means.
A new fic, thanks to the Author!!!!!
Title: Dancing With You – Part 1 and Part 2
Fandom: Guiding Light
Pairing: Otalia (Olivia/Natalia)
Disclaimer: Not mine obviously
It feels like I haven’t seen you in a very long time. I know I see you daily at work but it’s not the same, we’re not the same anymore. You won’t let me get too close to you, like my presence alone is more than you can stand. I’ve tried to talk to you but you continue to shut me down, unable to listen as your fear control your every move.
There’s another wedding, luckily not mine this time. Remy and Christina decide to the tie the knot for real this time and I know you are going to be there. When I see you dressed in that sleek and sexy red dress I almost choke on my mouthful of wine. Just the sight of you takes my breath away. Then your eyes find mine and our gazes lock inevitably as if you think you might as well get it over with as soon as you arrive. The rest of the night you studiously ignore me.
Thanks to forensicsgirl who made it possible to post the story here! You are awesome!
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
Author’s Note: This is pretty different from my normal writing style – or at least the normal writing style that I would normally share. It’s very stream-of-consciousness in style.
It’s also extremely angsty, so consider yourselves warned.
No characters are named, but it is written from Sofia’s POV, and her observations/feelings regarding Sara.
I see it burning there behind your eyes, searing into me. Branding me.
Scorched flesh. Charred and damaged. We are nothing except casualties now. Casualties – or perhaps walking wounded… our wounds scars and one day – nothing. A slight mark on our skin the only indication.
Kim hugged her knees as her eyes lingered on the white expanse before her. Her gaze followed the valleys and curves with affection and desire, warmth coursing so far inside her if felt as though it went as deep as the marrow of her bones. She was hesitant to break the spell with touch, but couldn’t bear to keep her hand still any longer. It had been too long that she’d been denied this pleasure, any pleasure, really. Everything had been so cold, and she had been alone, longing, hurting.
She stretched her palm out gently and let it hover over the center of Kerry’s back, feeling the intense heat the small body generated. She left her hand there, wondering how such a slip of a woman could hold so much energy. A minute passed, and she felt the fatigue in her arm beginning to set in.
I have to thank another great writer for this fanfiction (which will be even more longer than the pervious one but please read! :). In the story we will get to know Cindy’s darker side (because she has one!) and Lindsay’s softer one. I hope you will like it as much as I did.
Fandom: Women’s Murder Club
Summary: Cindy makes a few changes after getting shot.
Part 1 – Je Veux Te Voir
It’s a strange kind of feeling; a good, sizzling, churn in your gut jump start your brain kind of feeling, but strange all the same. Because it’s not one you’ve ever felt before. Funny how getting shot does things to you.
On every Friday there is an all new episode of Women’s Murder Club. How is that possible? Because of the fans! They write, make banners….I just adore them. And I must say they are all extraordinary people! The storyline great, we get a Lindsay/Cindy pairing and they always make us so anxious about next Friday. They do a hell of a good job, I hope they won’t mind that I put up the 3 episodes here in PDF (10 more episodes are coming week by week ) . Don’t be afraid, download it, read it, enjoy it
Update: Combined all the episodes, presenting 630 pages Virtual Season 2 of WMC!
Download Women’s Murder Club – Virtual Season 2
Official page: WMC Virtual Season
I got a lot of lesbian interest movies during the last weeks but unfortunately I also realized some disturbing facts: I had to extend the list of movies what I do not have. I mean really extend that. From 5 there is like 40 now! Tssssssss…….I will never going to get to the end my “hunting”.
I have 400 (!!!) movies just in that matter (not counting short films!!) and still….
And I have to hint this: I’ve been thinking for a while now about a project which will be out in the next few weeks if I have the time, energy and everything for that. Wish me luck ’cause I think it will be freakin’ great!!! 😉
Misty Flores was so kind and she allowed me to put one of her best story on my blog, so here it is
Thanks! (I must warn you, it’s a bit long, but hell, worth the reading!! And I hope many of you are familiar with this tv show (especially because of the Lindsay/Cindy subtext 😉 )! Unfortunately it was cancelled after the first season but the Virtual Second Season is coming by the fans If you are interested in more, visit IMDB’s site, for more fanfiction: P&P)
Title: And Isn’t This Exactly Where You’d Like Me
Author: Misty Flores
When Lindsay Boxer, thin-lipped and crabby, showed up on the afternoon of her scheduled release date and told her she would be taking her home, Cindy Thomas was surprised, to say the least.
She had expected Jill, or Claire. Not Lindsay.
Not because she didn’t want to see Lindsay, but Lindsay had been distant lately. She had been the first one to bail on her after she had been shot. She had visited only sporadically in the week that followed.
And of course, Cindy understood. She was slightly bitter about it, but she understood. Because Lindsay had Pete. Her perfect studmuffin. The guy who was apparently so good in bed Lindsay was totally okay with leaving her all high and medicated and sporting a hole in her chest, to go on a freaking date.