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[Original] Love is all you need

Title: Love is all you need
Fandom: Original
Rating: PG to PG-15 by
Party: Complete
Beta: mapi_littleowl
Warning: Femslash , harvesting, slash.
Word Count: 312 ( Contaparole )
Summary: Three different pairs, three different situations, a single message: love is the most important thing that can exist.
Notes: Sritta for Maritombola issued by the community maridichallenge
Discaimer: The characters belong to me, but since this is a fic I do not gain anything anyway. has run the vi!


Title: I want
Prompt: 43. Church
Rating: PG
Party: third
Warning:
Drabble Word Count: 100

The atmosphere that surrounds it is completely different from what Anna could never imagine before that day his thoughts were occupied entirely by the preparations, from the clothes of the witnesses and the bridesmaids should wear, the decorations, flowers, receipt, yet now none of this seems to have more importance.
His eyes see nothing but the man who is before us, the beating of her heart filled her ears, making it deaf to any other sound, and she understands that finally has everything he needs.
Yes, I want it.




Title: Where are we going?
Prompt: 65. "I have not the faintest idea where to go." "And I think that instead of having?"
Rating: PG
Party: 2 / 3
Warning: Drabble, slash
Word Count: 107

"I have not the faintest idea where to go." Bruno threw himself wearily on the bench by the station and Carl looks at him with an eyebrow arched. "And yet I think we have it?"
His tone is like a reproach - and how could it be otherwise? Run away from home was certainly not a his idea - and the two look at each other for a while, absently listening to the whistle of a train leaving for somewhere.
Carlo sighs. 'Well, we're going somewhere ... "
" Yeah. "Bruno nods, slowly - because deep down they know both that the only thing that matters is staying together.




Title: Fear and Desire
Prompt: 37. Femslash
Rating: PG-15
Party: 3 / 3
Warning: Drabble, femslash
Word Count: 105

Deborah crawling on the sheets fresh and Elena is pressed against the pillow, fighting against 'instinct that swallows his reason, which prompted her to throw herself into his arms. As always.
not be afraid, we do not find out. Elena swallows, throws a quick glance towards the door closed, and the fingers of the girl touch her cheek, her blond hair that fall on the shoulder, and when once again lend its support to Deborah on her lips.
are so soft that Elena can not help but want more, and when the contacts become more intimate, the rest of the world stops to matter.