TBH I should probably just post this stuff on Tumblr, but fuck that noise...
Anyway, these are literally the fics I consider to be too short to post on their own, because I have a lot of thoughts that never surpass 500 words... I thought it a shame to leave them rotting in my fanfiction folder, and trying to extend them to make them worth your time wasn't something I wanted to do so here we have it.
All of these will be unrelated unless otherwise stated.
Enjoy! ;)
Let's start this shit off with some ScotEng Lesbians because I've had a thirst for them and mindless fluff recently.
It's a strange sort of comfort, that of a warm chest.
The kind that you can bury yourself in, curl yourself around, and sink deeply inside of. That you can inhale the scent of and let it swirl around your brain in a pleasant fuzz of familiarity that can be nothing but home.
Home.
Cameron was home.
Rose could do nothing but press her ear closer to the other woman's heartbeat, feeling her own beat in a hard swell through her own ribs. It was a steady noise, a familiar thumping in a comforting rhythm, easing her into serenity.
A brush of fingers on her cheek, and she was forced to open her eyes, her gaze falling on a section of freckled collar, a soft wave of red hair swaying in the breeze of her breaths. She smiled in content, her gaze flicking up and softening as she met the eyes of the woman whose embrace was just home.
She smiled in return. "You're quiet today," she said, in a coarse Scottish accent she would have hated on anyone but her, her pretty lips curling upwards further, "What's gotten into you?"
And Rose, had she been standing, would have fallen to her knees with how much love poured over her in that moment. She reached up a delicate hand to Cameron's hard cheekbone and traced it lightly, as if something so dainty could endanger something so strong. "If I alarmed you, I'm sorry," she said, her voice barely more than a whisper.
Cameron chuckled, a crass sound in the otherwise silence, "Not at all, sweetheart. You look happy."
"I am happy," Rose replied her fingers drifting down to run fleetingly over her lips. She breathed out a laugh of her own, much more suited to the gentle feeling of content, and refocused her eyes on Cameron's own, "I'm also incredibly in love with you."
Cameron smiled widely, again, too extreme a gesture for the time, but all it did was make Rose's heart swell tighter against her ribs. She leaned down, pressing their lips solidly together.
"I'm incredibly in love with you too." She said, brushing Rose's hair from her face, and allowing her to settle back into the lovely embrace of her chest, and the cosy rhythm of her heartbeat.
And Rose, at that moment could claim without a doubt, she was home.