Summary: Set a century later than Portrait of a Lady on Fire. It is 1924 France and a poor painter will do anything to acquire wealth and win back the beautiful aristocrat she painted five years ago. A short story. Inspired by The Great Gatsby by F. Scott Fitzgerald.

EAT OR BE EATEN (A/U) 6 OF 6

~ Author’s Note ~ “Before the renaissance we had the Black Plague.” 

- @thekingoflegoland

Rated M

Part 1 > Part 2 > Part 3 > Part 4 > Part 5a > Part 5b > Part 6

Summary: “I sometimes feel as if we’re ghosts—half with each other, but mostly without. I think it would be easier to do what everyone’s so bloody insistent on and get married, and just accept that... you and I can never be.” In 1960, Delia Busby could no longer bear having a secret lover. She leaves Patsy at The Silver Buckle that cold night and marries a man three months later. The day of the wedding, Patsy accepts a job in Bristol and runs away, never looking back and never forgiving herself for not having the courage to fight for love.

Fifty years later, Patsy and Delia reconnect through a website called Facebook.

Inspired by the show Last Tango in Halifax.

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Summary: After her father’s funeral in Hong Kong, Patsy returns to Poplar and learns that the Nonnatus midwives have discovered her relationship with Delia and have been taking care of her heartbroken lover. This leads to the couple becoming brave enough to bring forth their wedding ceremony, even if the law objects.Three-part short story. 

Takes off from the series 6 finale.

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Summary: Continuation of the deleted scene: “While you were out I was thinking... I’m going to unpin her hair, let it fall down to her shoulders, and run my hands through it...” the night Delia waited for Patsy to come home from work and they had Nonnatus House to themselves.

Series 5 fluff, smut, and pampering.

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Summary: While Patsy is in Hong Kong, Delia begins to shadow Nurse Crane to get her hands on practicing district midwifery. She becomes involved in a case of a closeted lesbian couple, who are mysteriously expecting their second baby. This case becomes a major eye-opener for the young Nurse Busby.

Series 6

Hurt/Comfort, Angst, Fluff, Drama, Family

Rated M for Mature Topics Discussed

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~ author’s note ~ I’ve made an AO3 to keep this blog mostly-calzona (link above). Will probably write more Patsy/Delia on there so stay tuned :)

Summary: Delia got her birth certificate from her mum and she’s finally got herself a passport. Now, spring has sprung and Patsy is taking her to Paris! Their little holiday soon leads to a series of first time experiences as a couple.

Series 5

Fluff/Smut

Rated M

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one for the road

~author’s note~ So, my life has been crazy these past couple of years, but I thought I’d start writing fics again. EOBE still in the works… *insert excuse as to why it hasn’t been done yet*

Anyways, here’s a Patsy x Delia fanfic I had to write after watching series 6 episode 2 of Call the Midwife.

This is 1 of 2 related one-shots I will post this week.

hurt/comfort, smut

Rated M

fifty cents

~author’s note~ Carol and Therese discover a new source of pleasure for the price of fifty cents.

Characters from The Price of Salt (1952) / Carol (2015).

Insp: [link 1] [link 2]

RATED M

missed connections (a/u)

~ Seattle, 2009 ~

"Are you okay?" Lexie Grey asked.

"Um... um... I don’t--I’m fine."

Callie Torres hopped off her bar stool and ran into the dirty bar bathroom before the tears trickled down her cheeks. Not only did it feel like her life was falling apart, it felt like she was constantly being pulled further and further away from the happiness she so desperately desired. She was trying so hard to keep everything together, she was starting to question if it was worth fighting so much for.

"Of course it is," she told herself. "You're okay. It's a bad week, not a bad life." She slowly composed herself: wiped her tears and fixed her hair through the mirror. She took a few deep breaths and then held her head high, ready to take on the world again.

On her way out of the bathroom, the door swung open and a blonde woman appeared. Callie instinctively moved out of her way but the other woman insisted she go first. 

"After you..." the woman held the door open. 

"Thanks," Callie cracked a small smile and locked eyes with the woman's baby blue ones. For a brief moment she saw a lifetime in this woman's eyes: a wedding, a child, a house with a backyard.

"Have a good night," the woman kindly returned the smile and proceeded into the bathroom to go about her own business. 

Callie shook her head to clear her thoughts, then proceeded out of the Emerald City bar. She retreated back to her apartment and began to pack her bags. She needed to sort out her life, and she did it the only way she knew how: a silent retreat to a B&B in the mountains.

positions

With her eyes still closed, Arizona’s mind awakened from its deep slumber. Pillows and sheets were being rearranged behind her back, and she instinctively knew what her girlfriend was trying to do.

“Calliope...” she groaned.

“Sorry,” Callie replied in a forced whisper. “I’m just--sorry-”

“Don’t be...” Arizona opened her eyes and sat up. “Do you want one of my pillows?”

“No,” Callie quickly refused, “I’ll manage. I’m just trying to get comfortable.”

“I know, here, take my pillow...” Arizona took the item and offered it to her girlfriend. She watched Callie attempt to get comfortable again, but her basketball belly made it difficult to find an acceptable position. 

“That’s it!” Callie huffed, “I give up. I’m just not gonna sleep tonight.”

“Callie,” Arizona lovingly smiled at very pregnant girlfriend. “Do you want me to grab more pillows?”

“I have enough pillows, I just can’t find the right position!”

“Then let’s keep trying to find one...” Arizona stood on her knees and began arranging the pillows. They tried many different positions: from Callie’s head at the foot of the bed, to one with Callie’s leg draped over Arizona’s waist. Nothing seemed to work until Callie found herself with her head rested on Arizona’s inner thigh. Arizona’s thigh was the perfect circumference to cradle her head, and the rest of her body aligned perfectly with her spine.

“This is the one,” Callie hummed in satisfaction.

“Really?” Arizona chuckled at the woman on her thigh.

“Mmhmm,” Callie cuddled her girlfriend’s leg and drifted off to sleep, between Arizona’s legs.

les beans don’t scissor

~author’s note~ I have a midterm tomorrow (lol) but I suddenly remembered a post I read a few years ago (random, I know) about how lesbians don’t scissor... which sparked a one-shot idea that I decided to write instead of studying because I can be a bad student once in awhile.

Callie and Arizona have been dating for a few months now and they’re in that super comfortable scratch-my-back-while-I-clip-your-toenails stage in their relationship.

Lesbians don’t scissor... or do they?

SMUT/FLUFF/HUMOUR

RATED M

request: skipped

~author’s note~ So my request box is still closed but I’m writing this for someone’s birthday, so... happy birthday!

Prompt: Sixteen year old Sofia has a pregnancy scare.

Rated M for mature topics.

relief

~author’s note~ I am doctor mechanic trash.

Lexa is still alive.

Jaha never came back.

Murphy, Bellamy, and Jasper are dead. :))

It’s just a mechanic and a doctor finding each other in a strange new world.

Happens shortly after “You can’t come down, can you?”

RATED M