[[ this started out as a doodle and then it got away from me my vision is blurring I need to sleep but omg I’m so proud W o r t h i t. ]]
hey! supernatural(reichenbach-10x02) - (angel)hannah/kim(towtruckdriver) - please&thanks for your time :D
The glass bowl landed with a loud crash spreading cold beans and glass across her kitchen floor. The beautiful woman in Kim’s kitchen looked down and blinked. “Is that the surprise?”
“I-” her reply caught in her throat. Rather than finish it, the mechanic dropped down to pick up the remnants of the salad and the second best bowl in her apartment. The woman immediately crouched down to help her. “How did you get-”
“I’m sorry,” she said, “I should have… made my presence known earlier. I know humans- I know it’s rude to come in uninvited. I’m Hannah from-”
“From the other night,” Kim finished, “Yeah, I remember you. What are you doing here?”
Hannah took a step back, glancing awkwardly. “I’ll go. I’m sorry.”
“No,” Kim put out her hand to stop her. “No, it’s fine. I’m just… surprised. I didn’t think I left the door unlocked.”
“You didn’t.” Hannah said. Kim blinked. She really was beautiful, even in the dim lighting of Kim’s tiny kitchen. Kim couldn’t exactly place what seemed so extraordinary about the woman. Her features, reddish brown hair, clear ivory skin and an adorable button of a nose, weren’t exactly exceptional, but the mix of them gave her an ethereal effect that Kim had never seen in another person’s face before.
Hannah smiled, nervous under Kim’s scrutiny. “I’m sorry to disturb you,” she said, almost as if it were a practiced speech. “I didn’t precisely know where to go…”
“Did you and your-” but she had said she wasn’t with the man from earlier. Kim hadn’t noticed any sign of him around the apartment. “Did you split up with your friend?”
Hannah nodded, inhaling softly. “He had other business to attend to somewhere else… and I felt comfortable here. May I stay?”
“Um, sure?” Kim shrugged, at a loss for what else to do. “My daughter’s at a sleepover so if you wanted a bed bed-”
“The couch would be fine.” Hannah said. “I don’t sleep.”
“You don’t sleep?” Kim repeated and shook her head, trying not to let her curiosity ruin a beautiful woman in her kitchen asking her to stay the night. “Okay well, if you need a place to stay-”
“I don’t.” Hannah said and then shook her head, like it wasn’t quite what she meant. She thought for a moment and then said; “What I need… I’m not sure what I need, Kim. I want to be here with you. I don’t want many things but I want to be here.”
“Well,” Kim shrugged at a total loss. She gestured around the kitchen, her apartment, her entire life, “You’re welcome to it.”
“Thank you,” Hannah said. She took a step forward and kissed Kim softly. Had the Mechanic still been holding her dinner she would have dropped it again. Other women had kissed Kim before, in varying degrees of chastity and obscenity but they’d never filled her with that kind of warm, blissful light just with the touch of lips against her own. The kiss ended almost as quickly as it began with Hannah stepping back.
“I’m sorry,” she said again, “I should have asked. I just wanted to-”
“Hey,” Kim said in a shaky voice. She stepped slowly into Hannah’s space, elated when the beautiful woman didn’t withdraw further, and cupped her palm against the smooth cheek. “Whatever you want, Hannah. Whatever you want is fine.”
Hannah smiled, just a quick quirk of her lips but enough to make Kim’s heart flutter like she was back in seventh grade, and kissed her again. Slow but insistent, the two women made their way through the small apartment and well, still intertwined onto the bed.
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croatoan verse ar
risa/becky
brought together by a higher calling
risa finds a wandering survivor at the front gate of camp chitaqua and then reveals herself as an angel of the lord stationed there to wait for her charge the prophet becky
I'M A WHAT?!...my fics were real?...
Hannahandkim requested HannahKim hippies sixties a while ago and I finally finish it. I decided to use “Marina and the diamonds, Girls” because It fitted the feel of the counterculture of 60′s and party mode. Also, I didn’t want to look for sixties music and find the perfect lyric.
The lyrics:
On blue flower:
Girls are not meant to fight dirty Never look a day past thirty Not gonna bend over and curtsy for you
On pink flower:
I feel I’ve been riding in a fast car Burning dirty gas won’t get you that far I feel I’ve been riding up the wrong path But I’m gonna make sure I get the last laugh
for @mrs-pants47
bar au
jess/ruby and becky/risa
jess is oblivious and ruby is jealous and risa is uncomfortable and becky is amused and they're all drunk
JESS: "...so it's funny that you're my second ruby and my first ruby is on her second meg...and that's also funny because my family used to call you ruby the sequel and then ruby 2 and then ruby 2sdays..."
RUBY: "..."
RISA: "uhm..."
BECKY: "THAT TOTALLY SOUNDS LIKE SOMETHING FROM FANFICTION! ALSO, WE SHOULD GO TO RUBY TUESDAYS NEXT TIME!"
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