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How do you get under my skin when I don't wanna let you in? – Liandrin Guirale/Lanfear

A/N: Day 12 for @fanovember

“I know it’s a fantasy… I know it is.” Liandrin’s voice is low, her head in her hands, the battle to let go of what she thought she’d seen and felt moments before, woken by her own thoughts disturbing her peace. She’s still shaking. “Who could ever want…” “Me. I do.” Lanfear steps from the shadows, drinking in Liandrin’s flinch and moving to run soft fingers through Liandrin’s hair, smoothing it gently. “Why wouldn’t I?” “I’m not… special. I’m not… her.” Liandrin’s voice softens, rough with pain even as she lets Lanfear pull her back into the bed, letting herself lean into the woman’s touch. She will never be sure why she was the chosen one, but she’s not sure she cares. Later, next day, Moiraine mocks her even as she settles to her work, trying her best to ignore the woman until she can lead her away from the crowds where she can seek Lanfear out. “You’re not even the most powerful person here, it’s a fantasy Liandrin, who’d ever want you more than…” “I do. I did.” Lanfear’s voice echoes again, her touch light on Moiraine’s shoulder, the temptation to drain the woman sincere even as she moves to pull the girl’s natural abilities to the forefront, binding her before shoving her towards Liandrin. “Do with her what you wish Pet… let your darkest fantasies rule.” Moiraine will be found later, bloodied and beaten and alone, Liandrin and Lanfear long gone, Liandrin finally choosing darkness over the pain of the light.

[hahnspoetry]

thinkin about being in the middle of a lianfear cuddle sandwich... it'd be so warm and cosy and nice.

it's soft hours in my head so i want cuddles with comfort characters rn

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Make Me Your Monster - Lanfear/Liandrin Guirale

A/N: Day 12 Part 2 for @augustofwhump

Lanfear looked normal, looked like every other woman but she knew, deep down, if people knew the truth she’d been seen as monstrous. Many people had known, mostly people she had liked, cared for, wanted to love. Liandrin, who she cared for more than she cared to admit, doesn’t know, yet. The truth comes out, of course, like it always does with people she truly loves. She’s never allowed to not be monstrous. Things will end, she’s sure of that… so she waits. She waits and she hopes that for one last night she can love Liandrin. What she doesn’t understand, deep down, is how anyone could love her… She slips into Liandrin’s dreams and bed at the same time, settling slowly. Lanfear’s eyes burn as she feels Liandrin’s arms around her in the real world, Liandrin’s kiss burns in sleep, in her dreams. Later, after a night spent with Liandrin, she wakes slowly to Liandrin watching her. Her eyes hurt, burning a little, at the way Liandrin watches her with such soft eyes. “You aren’t…. afraid of me? Or… or mad at me?” “No… no I’m not. You are… okay, yes, you freaked me out… knowing my… thoughts, my dreams… but you make me feel… safe. So if you are… are some kind of monster… if you are a monster…. Then be my monster.” It's not the easiest response, or the one she wanted most but Lanfear smiles all the same, leans into Liandrin’s kiss, and finds peace.

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Rewrite The Stars - Liandrin Guirale/Lanfear

A/N: New fic for the latest prompt 'In the meadows' from @flashfictionfridayofficial

Liandrin Guirale rarely got to be outside the White Tower, so when Lanfear feels a pull to go to her and sees Liandrin’s body fail her, she move swiftly, scoops the woman into her arms and carries her away under the stars. She doesn’t stop walking until she’s free of the city, Liandrin’s soft breathing reassuring her even as she settles them both into the cool peace of the nearby meadows.     Liandrin stirs a moment, soft but pained blue eyes meeting dark and loving eyes as Lanfear strokes her hair.     “Selene?”    “Yes love...”    Lanfear knows Liandrin knows the truth, but every time the woman uses her name, her real name, the name she allows herself love with, she feels her heart warm further.     “You came...”    “I always will.”    The words are a promise even as she looks into her lover’s eyes, letting their lips meet.    “Rest, sweet girl.” 

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Shopping For Love - Liandrin Guirale/Lanfear

A/N: Day 11 for @augustwritingchallenge

Liandrin Guirale has always been a quiet and hard worker, her job in the retail sector had always been something she loved but she knew, too, that she would like one day to do something else, even something as simple as being a housewife for someone extremely rich. Her world changed the day that Lanfear, the famous model and actress who had become well known as a rich bitch, a problem for anyone and everyone who worked in retail. Lanfear she knew was immaculate and liked things a very specific way. So she made sure everything went the way that Lanfear liked. People had been surprised when Lanfear announced she was engaged, even more so when they realised Liandrin was not someone famous, she was simply someone who understood Lanfear and her needs perfectly.

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A Loving Lullaby - Liandrin Guirale/Lanfear

A/N: Part 2 for Day 5 of @fluffbruary

Liandrin’s sleep has always been uneasy, nervy and filled with pain. Lanfear, now she has wooed Liandrin to her side, guards her sleep, easing her to rest with quiet, Forsaken, lullabies. The quiet is filled with Lanfear’s voice, quiet and sweetly warm. “Sleep now, my Lioness.” Lanfear murmurs when Liandrin is finally asleep, kissing the woman’s hairline. She will watch over her until she shifts in her sleep, sliding into dreams to wrap Liandrin in her care, holding her close until the woman is steady and sure of herself. Protect her from everything. She knows she should not care so much, but she can’t help it.

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And I know it can't be positive//What if it's positive? - Lanfear/Liandrin

A/N: Quick fic just because.

She’s pacing as she waits. Lanfear watches the woman from the shadows until it’s clear what’s going on. Liandrin’s hand drops to her stomach, pressing flat. It’s this, the small moment of understanding that pushes her to step out, move closer, wrap an arm around Liandrin from behind and let her lips find the woman’s ear.    “Are you sure?”    “I....”    Liandrin’s breathing hitches and she nods, her voice low.    “I can feel it.... feel... her.”    “Come then, come away, come home with me...”    "I can’t just disappear Lanfear I’m not... I’m not you...”    “When they find out... they will disown you, you just got welcomed back...”    “I know.”    Liandrin’s breathing hitches and she turns slowly as she pulls away from Lanfear.    “If I come with you I.... I’d never be able to come back.”    “Do you want to?”    Silence, time ticks past, Liandrin’s eyes close.     “No.... not without you.”    Later, months later, Liandrin watches her former friends from the shadows as she raises her child, the little girl is blonde, dark eyed and full of fierceness, the absolute perfect blend of her mothers. It’s not what she planned, but it feels... right.

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This Woman Is My Destiny - Liandrin Guirale/Lanfear

A/N: Part 4/5 for Nov 26th prompts from @soheavyaburden 's A Year Of Whump.

Reminders of home are supposed to be good. Liandrin has known that for decades, but the only real reminders she had left were her son and scars. Her son was buried days ago and she is walking and working with a torn soul. Lanfear watches her fold the few blankets she’s brought from home with quiet concern. She would never admit she felt anything for the woman, it would only lead the woman to more danger, more pain. She had to keep it all hidden. “Reminders of home?” She speaks softly and Liandrin scoffs softly. “If you can even call a blanket a reminder…” Silence falls and Lanfear aches to protect her, make it better. She will, she promises herself, when it will be safe to do so, she will.

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Fields Of Green - Lanfear/Liandrin Guirale Western AU

A/N: Another Western AU for day 2's prompt for @yeehawgust

Selene had known her life would change once she escaped the home she had hated. She hadn’t expected to be blessed by a demon, however, made immortal and given the power to haunt dreams even as she focuses in on her new life as a cowgirl. She rarely dream-walks, only when she most misses Liandrin, the girl who she knew was the reason her father had sold her off, intending for her to die. Now, known as Lanfear, a haunting presence that made most ranchers, farmers and fathers nervous, she waits. Liandrin’s husband comes out to tend his horses, and she makes her move, killing the man in moments, pushing into the home the man had made for himself and his captive wife. Liandrin, she notes, is still untouched, shuddering and barely dressed, the man’s handprint on her neck showing how hard she had to fight. Now she moves closer, dresses Liandrin in a simple red shirt, her own, pulled from her pack before she came into the home, then dirty grey slacks. They might be imperfect, but for now they will do, they can stop at the next town to dress Liandrin properly, escape away into the fields and find greener pastures. Liandrin settles willingly when she lifts her onto the horse, then mounts, riding away, a second horse in tow. They don’t have time for her to teach Liandrin to ride, not yet, but soon.

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Mounted Love - Liandrin Guirale/Lanfear

A/N: Day 16, part 2 for @fluffbruary

“Come…” Liandrin’s hand reaches down and Lanfear hesitates before taking her hand, slipping a foot into the stirrup and mounting easily, her sigh soft as she watches Liandrin pull up both stirrups, the horse side-stepping and drawing a tut from Liandrin. “Easy now….” Liandrin pets the horse lightly, then smiles at the feeling of Lanfear’s cheek against her shoulder, soft arms around her waist. They ride away slowly, the horse still skittish and Liandrin hushing the horse as they go, smoothing fear and relaxing as they ride. Home has never been more clear. Her home, alone, in the woods, calls to her. A simple life of horses, hay and happiness, peace with her beloved Chosen.

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Dream A Little Dream Of Me - Lanfear/Liandrin Guirale

A/N: Fic 13/30 for my Summer 5x5 @julybreakbingo card with Alts.

Liandrin Guirale has never been sure that Lanfear cares for her. She knows the woman still steals her way into her dreams, she has always been aware of that ever since Lanfear exposed herself, her truth. She still does not believe that Lanfear loves her.     Then she starts waking up to Seashells on the pillow beside her. Love tokens from Lanfear, her eyes are fixed on them the first time, the second time she starts to understand. Lanfear always knows when her emotions are swirling like a storm chased sea, now it seems Lanfear is trying to remind her that peace, too, can come from the sea.     The seashells continue, right until Lanfear finally saves her from what should have killed her. She’s supposed to be handed to another Forsaken, Lanfear using her abilities to seem to be that woman, then, finally, bringing Liandrin away from her home to the sea, to her own home, hidden away on an island only they know. 

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This love is killing me, but you're the only one//It's not over – Liandrin Guirale/Lanfear

A/N: Day 10 for @flufftober.

“You have interesting fixations…” Fear. Fear so tangible that Lanfear feels her smile curve upwards just slightly, her hand finds the woman’s cheek, a thumb caressing a tear-stained cheek dry. Liandrin’s eyes close as she leans, just slightly, into the touch. “She’s the love of your life…” “No.” Liandrin’s eyes open then, pale blue, as icy as ever. She seems sure, Lanfear thinks, wondering why. “No… she was but…” “But?” “I felt… you.” “What?” “I knew you were there. I wanted… wanted to let her go but you never came to me…” Liandrin breaks off, scoffs at herself in a way that proves Lanfear right, she feels unloveable, as put aside as a Forsaken may be, pulls away from Lanfear’s touch and paces to the window, Lanfear drawn to follow. “I don’t blame you…” “Liandrin…” “Who’d want…” “I do.” Lanfear moves on instinct then, pulling Liandrin back into her arms, tightening her grip a little when the woman squirms, her lips brushing Liandrin’s ear. “I want you.” “Prove it.” The words catch her off-guard enough she loosens her grip, stepping back to consider Liandrin when the woman turns to look at her. A second scoff escapes Liandrin and before she can turn Lanfear shuts the space between them, catches her face in soft but calloused hands and kisses her so firmly she can feel Liandrin tremble. Silence falls, Liandrin breaks the kiss and Lanfear hopes. “Lia…” A finger presses to her lips, so lightly firm she does, in fact, stop. She doesn’t have to but she’s startled enough to fall silent. “You love me?” “You are the… you might just be the love of my life…” Lanfear sounds terrified, Liandrin realises, a small but sharp smile crossing her lips before she steps closer and kisses her firmly. “The feeling is mutual.”

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Surprising Skills - Liandrin Guirale/Selene (Lanfear)

A/N: Day 13 of @comfortember

Liandrin has always been a wonderful surprise for Selene, for Lanfear, who walked away from her old world and life and towards the light. She’s always been a wonderful surprise, but Liandrin has once again surprised her. Liandrin had been surprisingly quiet all day, giving Selene a day off to rest before they trained again. Now, as she comes down to the kitchens, she finds the woman baking, quietly content. It’s a side many people never see, but Liandrin never once hid herself from her. “You bake?” “When I have time…. Go ahead, try one.” Selene smiles, biting into the soft flaky pastry and smooth sweetness of the Sweetcake. There’s silence as she chews, then swallows, Liandrin continuing to quietly plate the rest of the cakes up to bring to their rooms. “They taste like…” A pause, then… “They taste of love.” Liandrin smiles then, stroking her cheek softly. “I am glad you think so… come… back to rest.” She leads her away quietly, smiling when Selene offers her the sweetcake, careful to take just enough, letting her lips brush Selene’s cheek when they enter the room, the cake long shared. She sets the plate down then, carefully, on a nearby table, coaxing Selene down into her arms before kissing her forehead. “Rest now, we’ll have work to do later.”

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Boats And Ships - Liandrin Guirale/Lanfear

A/N: Part 2/4 for @fluffbruary 's bonus prompts.

“A boat?” Liandrin looks skeptical even as she follows Lanfear onto the boat. It’s rare, she thinks, that someone asks her to try something like this. She’s never been the best with the water but Lanfear seems calm and sure. “I suppose we can try…” Later, the boat sailing smoothly, Liandrin settles beside Lanfear. It’s quiet and peaceful here, safe, safe in ways she’s yet to really understand. It’s quiet enough she settles into almost sleep, waking only when the boat bumps into an island. “Where are we?” “Home… if you like it?” Liandrin smiles then, allowing Lanfear to lead her around the island. Home, she thinks, home and a boat. She would never have expected this to be how her life went.

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Sending this ask just to say 'Lianfear rights baby!' just.... hell yeah.

LAINFEAR RIGHTS, BABY!!!! HELL YES

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The Flames That Burn - Moghedien/Dragon Reborn Nynaeve al'Meara/Liandrin Guirale/Lanfear

A/N: Written for a request on AO3.

“You can keep fighting if you like…” Nynaeve’s voice breaks the silence as the two women stare one another down, Lanfear who she likes despite her darkness and the way she’s tormented the woman Nynaeve considers her mentor, and Moghedien, her quiet shadow. “Or you can get over it.” “Lews was always mine…” Lanfear’s answer is crisp. “You… are mine.” Moghedien’s snarl is sharp and Nynaeve blocks her hand before she can raise it, stopping her in her tracks. “Make your choice, Spider. Behave, or leave… she’s right, she was mine, I was hers… I’d like to believe you can learn to share…” “Why should I?” “Is it not enough you have the chance to break the worlds? Why should I be in your web?” Moghedien is quiet, considering and Lanfear moves closer, Nynaeve’s eyes locking onto the woman before she sighs and turns her gaze back to Moghedien. “Choose, Spider. Us, or the cold…” “The Red…” “Touch her and you will regret it.” The response is sharp, driven by something deep in Nynaeve. Better she speak than Lanfear, after all. “You want me, you leave her alone.” Moghedien stares, then sighs, shaking her head. She had never considered this twist, this agony. She wants Nynaeve for her own, she wants her alone… but Lanfear has always been a friend, a beloved of sorts. The one twist is Liandrin, the Aes Sedai, Nynaeve’s mentor, friend, perhaps lover. “Would you set aside the…” “No.” Silence, Moghedien’s eyes close just slightly. She has a choice to make. Deep down she knows she must want them all, but there’s something so delicate in the Aes Sedai she knows pressuring the woman would snap her, take her from the equation. She could, if she chose, ruin it all… or she could welcome the woman, find a way to care. She’s still considering when the Aes Sedai, Liandrin, slips into the room alone, silent. There’s a tremble hidden beneath the steel in the woman’s eyes, a breath catching even as she slips closer to both Lanfear and Nynaeve. Moghedien reads the situation in silence, then speaks. “I want you. This. We break the worlds… and we save our own.” Nynaeve takes a breath and turns to look at Liandrin. Liandrin is silent, pale, barely present and Moghedien speaks before Nynaeve can. “Ishmael…” The name breaks the silence, Liandrin shudders and Lanfear’s voice snaps the last barrier between Liandrin’s emotions and the surface. “He hurt you…” Liandrin shakes her head, then breathes a name. Nynaeve’s eyes gleam and she snarls. “Enough. He pays tonight… Lanfear… keep her safe. Moghedien… hide what we do… I have to handle this.” Later, much later, Ishmael dies at her hands, her rage flowing enough to barely be muted even as she strides back to the room, pausing to stroke Liandrin’s blankets smooth where she sleeps, moving back to Lanfear and Moghedien, her voice low. “You should prepare… he freed others.” They will face it all together, but she knows as she looks back at her mentor, she will fight endlessly to protect what little light she still has.