#dark femslash

[preakr]

Prompts for Femslash Fuckery 2024 are now live! (Apologies for the delay!)

Femslash Fuckery is a month long fest run during the month of February to celebrate dark and/or problematic femslash. Tag your fills with #femslashfuckery for visibility and optionally upload them to the AO3 collection here! Fills of any medium, rating, and level of fuckery are welcome. Original fic/art is welcome as well as fanfic/art.

[nooowestayandgetcaught]

Fic: “Trapped In The Dark”

read on AO3

Fandom: Kim Possible (Cartoon)

Rating: T

Summary: "Come on out, Kimmy… let's finish this."

for @flashfictionfridayofficial​

for @femslashfeb​‘s Day 17 prompt “light”

for @febuwhump​​’s Day 17 prompt “silent tears”

for Femslash F*ckery’s Day 17 prompt “marking”

Within the darkness, Shego attacks, her energy strikes flashing like lightning.

Cave-dust enters Shego's nostrils. She hacks.

"Where are you…"

Shego brightens the energy-glow one of her raised hands. Her eyes shining, feral.

"Come on out, Kimmy…" she snarl-laughs. "Let's finish this."

In the glow, Shego notices a shadow shifting. Her grin turns vicious.

"Kiiiimmy…"

She jumps into where Kim must be hiding. Before anything else, there's a low, sharp intake of breath.

Shego frowns, lowering her green-glow swirling hand.

No, that's not right. There's Kim, and Kim doesn't get up from crouching down behind a boulder, not looking at Shego, occasionally touching the side of her visibly bleeding head. Worry in her eyes. 

Silent tears illuminate a gaunt-like green on Kim's features.

"Don't be such a baby. You're fine." 

Shego grabs her arm, forcing Kim to woozily stand up. 

For a moment, Shego feels where she burned Kim through her uniform-sleeve, marking her, damaging and softening the top layer of her flesh. 

Kim stifles a cry behind her lips, still silent. 

"Seriously… you've been in worse situations than this, haven't you? It's a stupid cave-in. Think your way out of it. You always do."

"Leave me alone…"

Shego groans, hating how defeated Kim sounds. She is, and clearly bleeding from a rock hitting her head, but it's Kim Possible.

A hero.

A hero doesn't give up.

"Fantastic," Shego says dryly, yanking on Kim's upper arm. "Guess I'm doing the thinking today."

*

The tunnels should have withstood any blast, foreign or Drakken-made.

Getting more and more irritated, Shego fires at the heavy and fallen stalactites broken at their feet. Her fingers constantly glowing.

It's the only light so far.

The only way to navigate out of here…

"I can't believe this…" she mutters, glaring at Kim a few feet behind her.

Besides the gigantic bloody cut, Shego doesn't think Kim's suffered a concussion during all of this. She's not acting woozy anymore. Her legs unshaking. Kim's tears already have dried up, much to Shego's relief… that she refuses to admit was ever there. Hell no.

"Would you hurry it up, princess? I'm not gonna carry you." Shego complains, watching Kim avoid more rocks, "Heroing is your shtick."

"You could just go ahead without me, Shego—"

"—don't tempt me," Shego cuts a now bewildered Kim off, jerking her head.

*

When there's a patch of light, Shego 'woops!' in victory.

"Stay back," she orders, gently pushing Kim aside—and shockingly enough, Kim listens and does what she's told without being snarky.

If only this happened more often…

Shego projects her bright green-glow energy into the crack of the tunnel's siding, erupting it open.

Behind them, that tunnel completely collapses.

She looks around, finding a truck parked nearby in sunlight and a cavernous opening to fresh air. "I'd offer a ride, Kimmy, but…" Shego winks, delighted by Kim's familiar eye-roll "…as they say, finders keepers." 

Disappearing for a moment, Shego lugs out the truck's medical kit.

"You can have this though."

"Gee, thanks," Kim mumbles. 

In the light, Shego can see the blood dampening Kim's orangeish hair. She clears her throat awkwardly. This is her nemesis… why does it matter if she's hurt?

"If I see Stoppable, I'll send him your way."

The engine roars on.

Kim opens her mouth, and Shego mockingly wags a finger—

"—ah, ah, pretend this NEVER happened or I'll barbecue you alive when I see you next—"

From the rear-view mirror, she spots Kim waving.

It's new.

Whatever this is.

[consistentsquash]

Dark wlw recs 🙏

Hiya! A lot in my AO3 recs and you can check there but also a couple of fics I really love

The Bone Mother by rinsbane, Andromeda/Bellatrix

Nymphadora, Nymphet by thistlecat, Andromeda/Bellatrix, Tonks/Bellatrix

[tragicvampireromanceisland]

WELL. this started out as me just wanting to explore what their dynamic might be like, and then it turned into yuri, like. not even halfway through. what can i say!!! they're just neat!! also sadness deserves more ships!!!!!

LISTEN listen. my rationale: disgust hates being vulnerable. sadness thrives off vulnerability. sadness is blunt as all hell. disgust is the total opposite!!! they would bounce off one another so well.

they're both equally good at seeing the flaws in others, but for different reasons. a natural critic versus a natural pessimist. whereas disgust would see these flaws as a weakness, they're just...kind of there to sadness, nothing really much beyond that. i think she'd be a little confused as to why disgust tries so hard to hide flaws that are obviously there...sadness would rather just accept them. and they'd both be confused as to how they're both able to find flaws in everything so easily but react so differently to it. i think they'd be...oddly amused (and perhaps endeared...!!) by the others' neuroses and quirks and behaviors. they both kinda see the other as a bit of a loser as a result... 💙💚

[booasaur]

Special Ops: Lioness - First and last kisses

[alcalexandria]

Dani & Grace by Hattersarts

Pretty darn spectacular piece by @hattersarts , who also did this stellar Sarah piece.

https://hattersarts.tumblr.com

[antaarf]

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Canon.

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[preakr]

Prompts for Femslash Fuckery 2023 are now live! Femslash Fuckery is a month long fest run during the month of February to celebrate dark and/or problematic femslash. Tag your fills with #femslashfuckery and optionally upload them to the AO3 collection here! Fills of any medium are welcome.

[nooowestayandgetcaught]

Fic: “You’re Not Alone”

read on AO3

Fandom: Buffy The Vampire Slayer

Rating: E (on AO3); T (on Tumblr)

Summary: Faith accidentally gets sent to another version of Sunnydale. A really messed up Sunnydale.

for @flashfictionfridayofficial​​​​

for @femslashfeb​​​​‘s Day prompt 24 “dark”

for @febuwhump​​​​​’s Day 24 prompt “bloody clothes”

for Femslash F*ckery’s Day 24 prompt “hatef*cking”

"Oh, this…"

Faith walks straight out of the historian's office, gawking.

This… isn't Sunnydale. Or at least the Sunnydale she knows and exists in. Faith senses the tingle of dark magic. Maple Court, overflowing with the date night crowd on a Saturday, is now emptied. No working streetlights. Garbage scattered around Faith's feet, blowing away.

"You gotta be kidding me," Faith mutters aloud.

She's gonna strangle Willow. Violently.

Or… whoever the hell did this…

Faith remembers being up on the top floor, alongside the Mayor, facing off against Buffy and most of her friends. Some… some magical artifact. Faith can't remember that part. Her mind feels woozy. 

A trans-dimensional portal? Spell gone bad after cooking for too long?

Aggravated, she huffs up to the curb, and then knocked aside as a leather-dressed couple stroll by. Their arms snugly around each other.

They turn.

Faith's blood goes cold.

"You two…" she growls, menacingly cracking her knuckles. "Perfect. I needed to vent out a little aggravation."

Xander tilts his head, far too calm. And since when did he wear eyeliner?

"Look, Will," he says dully. "It wants to play."

Willow leers.

Faith's eyes dart to her cleavage practically spilling out. Damn.

"She's so pretty…"

"Pretty pissed off is what I am," Faith snaps, approaching, then lurching backwards when Willow's face vamps out. "Oh, what the SHIT—!?" 

Another person high-kicks themselves in, spinning and packing enough force in their blows to send the vampires of Buffy's old BFFs flying into the asphalt. Xander grabs onto a vamped-out Willow, hissing ferociously. He takes off.

Faith opens her mouth, then gawks. Again.

"Yes, well… very good," Giles mumbles, scrambling for the large wooden stake Buffy harshly throws at him. "It seems that your training in Cleveland has not been lacking, if anything… has your Watcher warned you about—"

"Shut up," Faith (and Buffy, at the same time) blurt out.

They glance at each other, suspicious.

"Don't tell him to shut up," Buffy says nastily, and Faith mock-laughs.

"B, you don't want any of this right now… I could tear you apart." She points to Giles. "And I'll make your little Watcher watch."

Despite the threat, neither of Faith's enemies seem concerned.

"… she's like Cordelia," Giles concludes, eerily knowing.

Buffy warily crosses her arms.

"Guess you were right about how things are supposed to be different, Jeeves…" she monotones.

Faith shakes her head, scowling.

"Would any of you chuckleheads mind EXPLAINING?"

*

They do.

Well, this universe's version of Giles does.

Faith half-listens, gazing up while Buffy prowls the downstairs of Giles' apartment. She didn't expect Buffy to look or act the same… except Faith did. 

There's no cheerful smile, or quips, or Buffy-esque levels of blind faith optimism.

"So… the Master never dies," Faith repeats. "I'm not called."

Giles hums.

"That appears to be correct, yes."

"Fantastic."

"Miss Summers," Giles addresses her, nodding. "I contact the others. Would you mind staying here with, erm, her?"

Buffy shrugs again, not answering, and he must be taking that as a yes—Faith sees him head out the door. "What's your problem, B? Huh? I've never seen you act that coldly to your Watcher before."

"He's not my Watcher." Buffy's eyes narrow. "And stop calling me that."

Faith smirks, tossing aside a couch-cushion while getting nearer.

"Whaddya gonna do about it? Huh?"

Buffy gets into Faith's face this time, glaring. But she's not making any moves. 

Faith keeps a hand on her own belt, within reach of her new favorite dagger, and doesn't move either. She wants to revel in Buffy's darkness. The thing that was always there and that Buffy denied she had like Faith had. 

But… a part of Faith can't. There's nothing in Buffy's eyes. No emotion. She's shut off like Faith had been after her first human kill.

Faith clears her throat, glancing down to Buffy's grey tank-top.

"That your blood?" she rasps.

And, no, Faith isn't concerned by asking…

(Even if she is. It's like a bad habit. It's like trying to quit smoking, and by the next night, Faith savors the cigarette on her lips.)

"Couldn't save someone. It is what it is," Buffy speaks like she's been numbed on the inside. "We fight, we die."

Faith thumbs a bloodstain, curling her hand around the hem of Buffy's ruined top and yanking a little. "You'd make a great motivational speaker…"

Buffy snorts, her nostrils flaring.

No, it happened—Buffy did smile, Faith thinks, amused. A crappy-looking smile, but it was a smile.

"Faith, has anyone ever told you… how much of a bitch you are?"

"Only in bed," Faith says sneering, tapping her nose affectionately against Buffy's. She ducks a grab, and then twists Buffy's arm, yanking again. Mouths crash together. Faith moans, grabbing tightly onto Buffy, feeling the other Slayer's hands in Faith's hair. There's no getting enough of her.

*

Magic crackles underneath Faith's skin.

She disappears and reappears in the historian's office with no Mayor in sight.

Faith holds in the urge to strangle.

"You gotta be kidding me…"

[mysticalelta]

My ocs.

Theatrical story.

[fabseg-creator]

Miraculous AU: Yandere Twins Au - Amenath/Nathalie and Amélie (Yandere Amélie)

I've imagined a scene between Nathalie and Amélie. I thought about a fan-concept about Amélie, Felix's mother, being a Yandere.

It happens in an AU. In this AU, Amelie is lovesick of Nathalie.

There are two versions: the minicomic (up) and the fanfic (bottom).

The sketch art and the story (below) are mature: they contain bondage, undressing, sensuality moment, drug mention and toxic yuri (not really consent).

The story:

When Nathalie begins to wake up, a familiar and feminine voice calls her.

???: Already awaken, Nathalie ?

Nathalie: Huh ? Émilie ?

???: Nearly. But not really. Watch by yourself.

Nathalie opens her eyes and she sees Amélie who is smiling in front of her. The blonde woman is dressed in lingerie, wears a rabbit-themed headband, black gloves and latex boots and holds a whip.

Nathalie recognizes her own whip. She held that when she was an treasure huntress/archeologist.

The bed (it's Nathalie's bed) is covered of special decorations: pink flowers, roses, flower petals and red and pink heart papers.

Nathalie feels uncomfortable about the situation: she understands she has her arms and legs get tied/roped or handcuffed. She realizes too she is just dressed in lingerie too (and she has an exotic flower at her right ear).

Amélie feel happy when Nathalie looks at her.

Amélie: Did you sleep well, Sleeping Beauty ?

Nathalie feels confused. She has a bit of sensation of spinning (hangover ?).

She remembers she had suddenly fallen into sleep after drinking a cup of tea Amélie had offered to her while the two women were sitting at the garden. The last thing Nathalie had seen before was Amélie held her in her arms. The aristocrat woman expressed to her a malicious smile before the black out.

Now, she understands Amélie drugged her. She wants explanations.

Nathalie: What the hell happened to me, Mrs. Graham ? And what have you done to me ?!

Amélie: I just take care of you, this evening.

Nathalie: What is this madness ?

Amélie: I won't talk about madness when I can talk about love.

Nathalie (disturbed): Love ?

Amélie giggles. She moves her left hand and caresses the Nathalie's cheek. When she puts back the hand on her own cheek, she suddenly becomes exalted.

Amélie: Yes. I love you, Nathalie. I'm in love with you since 15 years. ❤

These words astonish Nathalie causing her to blush. 😳

Amélie: During a long part of my life, I searched the perfect lover and I've found you: Nathalie Sancoeur, my perfect wife. Colt was a foolish guy and he was too disgraceful for me. A true monster. I needed a plan to destroy him once and all. And save my Felix too.

Nathalie(worried): You murdered... your husband ?! 😮

Amélie: Just self-defense. But Gabriel was a fool and a monster too. I'm glad my son and my nephew can make their happiness.

Nathalie still remembers Gabriel was Monarch the Butterfly supervillain. He became obsessed about Miraculouses he lost his humanity. After being healed from her magic disease, she has resignately accepted to keep the secret away from Adrien (alongside with Ladybug).

Nathalie: Do you plan to eliminate me ?

Amélie giggles.

Amélie: No. No. I can't do it to you, Nathalie. I said I love you too much. ❤

Nathalie: And your son Felix ?

Amélie: I am sure my beloved son and his girlfriend Kagami will accept you and my good Adrien plus his girlfriend in the new family I want to compose.

Nathalie: And why me, Mrs. Graham ?

Amélie: Because You look too sweethearted, Nathalie. ❤

Nathalie blushes about Amélie's words but she still troubled. The first thought the bodyguard woman has is: To reason Mrs. Graham de Vanily to free her.

Confident about her escape plan, she begins to play her game.

Nathalie (feigning to be polite): Can you loosen my ties, Mistress Graham ? Please ? 🌼

Amelie laughs.

Amélie: Sorry, Nathalie. But I can't let you go. Not yet. ❤

Nathalie: What do you mean ?

Amélie: I will release you when you will name me by my name. Not Graham nor Fathom nor Lady nor Mistress.

Nathalie: Amélie ?

Amélie: Yes. Nathalie. From now you will call me like that. ❤

Nathalie calmly breathes.

Nathalie: Mrs. Amélie, I must say you... 🌼

The blonde woman suddenly makes a whiplash with the whip silenting Nathalie and making her close the eyes. The latter woman opens the eyes and sees she hasn't any damage. But only the flower from her ear was fallen into pieces because of Amélie's whiplash.

Amélie: Forgive me, honey. I don't want to harm you. I hate to damage beautiful flowers. 🌼

The situation isn't okay for Nathalie. She had underestimed Amélie. She didn't know the latter can be lovesick. And now, she understand this woman is unpredictable.

Next, Amélie's angelic face evolves into a darker tone. She licks the whip and poses as a dominatrix. She reminds of a Femme Fatale. That's worrying Nathalie. 😈

Amélie (dark and sadistic tone): Say. My. Name. 😈

Nathalie (a bit of intimidated, shouting): Huh... Amélie. Amélie ! 😰

Next to Nathalie's answer, Amélie changes her evil expression into an exalted/sensual tone. She feels at the height of excitement.

Amélie (exalted): Good, Nathalie. ❤

Right after, the blonde woman throws the whip puts her hands on Nathalie's cheeks and... kisses her on the lips. 💋

Nathalie slightly blushes because of Amélie's kiss. This situation is a Déjà Vu. 😳

That isn't the first time Nathalie falls in a situation. She remembers Émilie, Amélie's twin sister.

When Émilie was alive (before the Miraculouses' discovery), this woman had already confessed her feelings to Nathalie in the same way as Amélie is actually confessing her. Gabriel was never aware about this thing.

Now, Amélie is seducing her. Without another choice, Nathalie understands the evening with Amélie will be more longer than she expected.

The End?

[hawkland]

Art masterpost: Dark Magic Story by: fathersalmon @father-salmon Art by: sidewinder @hawkland Hello! I feel like it's been ages since I had a new bang collaboration to share (though there is plenty of art underway and waiting in the wings for posting!) This was my first time participating in the @spnfemslashbang, and I couldn't resist it being a reverse bang this round. I had a lot of ideas for this bang, but at the end of the day stuck with my first inspiration: Amara and Rowena. Basically my thought was "be gay, do magic; maybe save the universe" when I did my submission/main art piece here:

I love the story fathersalmon wrote to go with this rather open-ended prompt of mine! Please do go read it and enjoy!

[avoyagetoarcturus]

Emily/Sue from Dickinson inspired by a sign I read at the New York City Museum of Sex's carnival exhibit saying that circus knife throwing was the s3xiest circus show ever. 🎪🔪😳 Imagine Your OTP

Welcome anyone who followed me for my viral train window painting. I do have plenty of landscape art on here under the "#landscape art" and "#trains" tags. But mostly this blog is where I post LGBTQIA sci-fi fantasy fanart, especially of my favorite actresses Hailee Steinfeld and Noémie Merlant 😊

[merryfortune]

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