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Fetchie ([personal profile] made_in_wonder) wrote2012-05-09 05:27 pm

[✐drabble] obsession, strange embrace, two women in love

Title: Immovable Object, Unstoppable Force
Author: made-in-wonder
Prompt: Pulp fiction #18, “Obsession”
Fandom: Senki Zesshou Sympogear
Pairing: Kanade Amou/Tsubasa Kazanari
Rating: G
Word count: 100
Summary: Kanade can’t sit still to save her life, and it’s driving Tsubasa out of her mind.

Kanade can’t sit still to save her life, and it’s driving Tsubasa out of her mind.

At dinner she taps her sneakers against the legs of her chair; in summer, she plucks at bangs fluffed puffy with heat. If Tsubasa’s a blade, Kanade’s a battering ram; if Tsubasa sings with purpose and drive, Kanade explodes the sky with a lyric barrage. She’s everything Tsubasa’s never imagined a lady could be. It’s horrifying. It’s fascinating. Tsubasa soon can't help but stare.

Eventually she forgets to even notice that Kanade - immobile for a moment - has started, inscrutably, staring back.


Title: Idol Curiosity
Author: made-in-wonder
Prompt: Pulp fiction #25, “Strange Embrace”
Fandom: Senki Zesshou Sympogear
Pairing: Kanade Amou/Tsubasa Kazanari
Rating: PG
Word count: 100
Summary: It’s not something she’d try if Kanade were awake.

”Kanade?”

Silence from the figure sprawled atop the futon. Tsubasa crept in like moonlight itself, spooning against her partner’s body. Was this alright? Why’d she even want -

But even a blade got curious, too.

The curve of Kanade’s sleeping form, expanding with each satisfied breath, brushed the front of Tsubasa’s shift; she squeaked, covered her mouth, but all remained quiet. Her secret was safe.

A blush, a smile; her eyes fluttered shut. “Good night, Kanade,” Tsubasa whispered, settling in.

“G’night yourself,” came a voice, one arm falling roughly across Tsubasa’s shoulders. “Stop kickin’ my ankles. Your feet are cold.”

Title: The Price of Fame
Author: made-in-wonder
Prompt: Pulp fiction #28, “Two Women In Love”
Fandom: Senki Zesshou Sympogear
Pairing: Kanade Amou/Tsubasa Kazanari
Rating: G
Word count: 100
Summary: Kanade’s aim has only improved with time.

Kanade detests photoshoots, without exception.

“Almost finished!” the photographer declares. Accepting a water bottle, Kanade chugs away.

The photographer’s trying to chat up Ogawa. “We’d like to play up the service angle. Say, perhaps, if your idols kisse-”

The bottle hits squarely against the back of his head. “What d’you think we are, buster?” Kanade snaps. “Zwei Wing performs so people will hear! We take each other’s hands and turn it into strength!”

“Kanade--” Tsubasa stammers; Ogawa’s apologetic, playing the doormat. Kanade crosses her arms and pouts. Kiss Tsubasa! The thought makes her sick.

It’s tacky, kissing half of yourself.