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My girls🥹💜

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Anyone love Brenda/Sharon?!?

Well, here is yet another one shot… not that I don’t have Chapter fics to work on, but hey—soft core, why not???

https://archiveofourown.org/works/79299716

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And the drama continues… Ch. 4-5 of part 6 of my “Cuffs and Candy” series—“Hard Stop” is posted…

https://archiveofourown.org/works/76308636/chapters/200251121

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The Closer as Orange is the New Black 4/?

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Part 5 of my Brenda/Sharon series, “Cuffs and Candy” is posted!! Enjoy💜💜💜

https://archiveofourown.org/works/76023231

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New Chapter Alert🚨🚨🚨

If you love domestic Brenda/Sharon this story is the place to be… Ch. 16 posted just now!!

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

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okay

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Source: (x), without the paywall: (x)

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Day 30 - Prompt: Flannel

Fandom: The Closer/Major Crimes

Sweet mewling filled the room. Brenda, finally showered and feeling human, lay back in her hospital bed. Sharon sat beside her, both of them clad in flannel pajamas—one pink, one purple, both plaid.

Suddenly, whimpers turned to cries, and newest Mom began to leak.

“I just put these on,” Brenda whined as wet spots appeared on her top.

Sharon picked up their newborn son and quickly handed him over. “Don’t worry—I packed plenty that match perfectly.”

“One of the many reasons I love you.”

“I love you—and our little Matthew.”

“Emily, Ricky, Rusty, Matty.”

Sharon smiled. “Perfection.”

I made it the whole month, as hard as it was for a writer like me to keep a story to one hundred words a day. If you’ve made it this far, I shall reward you to the link for the whole number…I’ve posted on AO3 everyday as well as here, but lazily failed until now to share the link, so here it is…

https://archiveofourown.org/works/73500176/chapters/191598106

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Day 29 - Prompt: Snuggling

Fandom: The Closer/Major Crimes

Summertime was hard on the body, especially one overfilled with a baby. Fortunately, the heat departed, in favor of the breezes of fall in LA. After a taxing workday, Brenda snuggled into their king bed, swollen feet being massaged.

There were more weeks of pregnancy and the move to their new home to deal with, but none of that mattered. Listening to Sharon talking to their son and feeling him wriggle in response—was everything.

“Better, Honey?”

“Yes…”

“It’ll be over soon, I promise.”

Brenda poked out her lips for a kiss and rubbed at her taut belly. “I can wait.”

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Day 28 - Prompt: Family

Fandom: The Closer/Major Crimes

“Baby?”

Brenda grinned. “That’s what I said.”

“Honey, I’m…”

“Don’t say you’re old.”

“Heavens no, look at me.” Sharon laughed and tucked herself close to her wife.

“I’m serious, babe. Look at the ultrasound. Third time’s the charm.”

“What did the doctor say?”

“That I’ll need to come in for amniocentesis and bi-weekly scans. Starting on Tuesday.”

“We’re really going to be a family.”

“We were that already.” Brenda kissed her partner.

Rusty chose that moment to appear—ears clearly open. “Did I just hear you say you’re having a baby?”

“You’re going to be a big brother.”

“Oh, my god.”

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Day 27 - Prompt: Rustling

Fandom: The Closer/Major Crimes

Another quiet dusk-drenched evening on the terrace—the exact spot where their affection blossomed many moons ago. Santa Ana winds through the fronds of the potted palms around them, making soothing rustling sounds that drown out the city.

Bodies pressed together, legs intertwined, Brenda and Sharon shared passionate kisses. Hands wandered up and over heated skin. As they dipped lower in sync—swollen, sticky flesh touching just so—gave rise to a chorus of satisfied sighs.

Enemies to lovers—wives to adoptive parents. Neither believed it possible, but they wouldn’t change a thing. Contentment truly does exist when you let the right one in.

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Day 26 - Prompt: Amber

Fandom: The Closer/Major Crimes

Stepping off the plane at LAX, Brenda, Sharon, and Rusty all trudged toward baggage claim. They’d left one year and returned in another, as ceremonious as it was—but the return had them all melancholy.

Sharon struggled leaving her eldest baby behind. Brenda, because she hated to see Sharon crestfallen. And Rusty, because he was the type to take on the emotions of everyone around him. He felt so lucky to have tripped into a family. He instantly had siblings and two mothers who would quite literally kill for him.

The love settled and crystallized like amber in his young soul.

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Day 25 - Prompt: Windshield

Fandom: The Closer/Major Crimes

New York had been thrilling and chaotic. But the new year had come, the ball had dropped, and it was time to begin again. After a sumptuous brunch and tearful goodbyes to their ballerina, the Johnson-O’Dwyer, Beck trio were headed for the airport.

The chill in the air and the warmth of the sun were in perfect contrast, and all three of them were conflicted. As they stared out the windshield of the careening yellow cab, inquiry hung in the air.

“Do we have to go home, Mom?” Rusty sounded sweet.

Sharon didn’t want to admit it, but replied, “Yes.”

[allthingswhumpyandangsty]

fanfiction is a rare gem and a solid, living proof that, in a world of tiktok, influencers and content posting, not everything is about money and going viral. art can still be art just for the sake of the artists’ pure love, joy and passion for the art they create. fanfic writers write 100k words and more about the characters they love for free. just because they love these characters and the art of writing so much. art is not dead and the world is still beautiful.

shoutout to fanfiction and fanfic writers

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My heart grew, broke and renewed with this post. Fanfiction writing is literally a labor of love, and anyone who does it, for whatever fandom, in whatever fashion, should be applauded.

It’s not about fame, it’s not about money or notoriety. We do it because we love the content and the characters. And because, somehow and somewhere, we know others do too. And if the same holds true for my fandoms—disservice was done and we have to fix it!💜💜💜

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Day 24 - Prompt: School

Fandom: The Closer/Major Crimes

Emily was like an excited little girl showing her newest brother around the city.

“Look, Rusty!” Her muscular arms flailed. “The Statue of Liberty!”

“Whoa…she’s bigger than I imagined.”

“I know, right? When I first moved here for school, I swear my eyes were as big as saucers for months.”

“Do you really love this place, Sis?”

“I do. Though I miss my family.”

“We miss you too.” Brenda chimed in from behind the two younger ones, all while clutching her wife.

“We do,” Rusty added.

Sharon let her tears fall freely. Her wife and her children meant everything.

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Day 23 - Prompt: Witch

Fandom: The Closer/Major Crimes

“Ugh…was all this necessary?” Sharon whined.

“You want to see your daughter, right?” Brenda stopped shy of stomping her foot.

“Of course I do!”

“Well then, this is what had to happen.”

The alarm sounded for another round of baggage and Sharon jumped. “I know.”

“And I’ve never been to New York, Mom.” Rusty shrugged.

“I know, honey.” The brunette managed a smile. “And I know how much you love your sister, but LaGuardia at New Year’s?”

Just as Sharon put hands on her hips, a woman almost knocked her wife over with a giant suitcase.

Brenda screeched. “Witch!”

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Day 22 - Prompt: Table

Fandom: The Closer/Major Crimes

Look at her over there. Sitting at the dining table; Goofy grin on her face. I remember when I had to distract her from overthinking her journaling. Now she does it with great fulfillment.

Brenda Leigh Johnson is a light in a world that could easily overwhelm me with darkness. The line of work we chose was never meant to be easy, and women like us are born determined to prove our worth. But that time is over. Never more.

I am her and she is me. And the ashes from which we rose are the reason we move forward.