#amelia garbur

[runicmagitek]

Thousand (Lillian Platt drabble - Transistor)

"Didn't know you were a fan."

Amelia perked up from her terminal. An ethereal voice and rich melody kept her company during crunch time. "Oh, I just love her. Always have."

Lillian leaned into the doorway and smirked. "You know… I might be able to swipe a pair of tickets for Red's next show. Maybe even a meet-and-greet, but it would need to be an OVC—"

Amelia crashed into her with a delighted squeal. Lillian spun and squeezed as Amelia thanked her a thousand times. They smiled and kissed, not once prying their eyes away.

"Anything for you," Lillian murmured.

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[deermouth]

As I stand here on the eastern perimeter awaiting the inevitable, I am surrounded by my community, and I am at peace. It has been my honor and my privilege helping spread the news of the day among the people of this city, and my only regret is having no more time to share with you all. To the west I see nothing, and to the east there is nothing, and so we wait, together, shoulder to shoulder. We will not leave our fair city under any circumstance. I suspect even the Process has figured that out by now. Farewell.

[urushibararuka]

[lungblossom]

finally done! here are all the transistor ladies in one post! (^0^)9

bailey | niola | lillian farrah | sybil | red

bonus amelia:

[runicmagitek]

Diamond (Lillian Platt drabble - Transistor)

Sweat beaded her bare spine, glistening in the assorted neon lights like diamonds. Lillian sat with their tea and smiled. Oh, what a tempting sight. Setting their mugs on the nightstand, Lillian crawled over Amelia in bed and peppered pale skin with kisses. Upon reaching her neck, Amelia purred and shifted.

"Thought you were making tea," she said, face buried in a pillow.

"I did," Lillian replied.

"And?"

"It's still hot."

Amelia giggled. "Guess we'll need to pass the time while it cools."

Their noses met, grinning lips ghosting one another. "Guess we do," Lilliam murmured before sinking into her.

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[runicmagitek]

Look (Lillian Platt drabble - Transistor)

"I've never seen you wear the same outfit twice." Amelia gestured to Lillian. "Nor is any of it available at any boutique. Do you have a personal designer?"

She tried not to laugh. Of course Amelia noticed Lillian's effort in her everyday looks. Lillian dropped the name of her beloved friend and renowned fashion designer. Amelia almost dropped her coffee.

They missed their weekly meeting, let alone discuss work. Hard not to when both squealed over fashion trends and upcoming runway shows. And when Lillian promised front row seats to Max's next show, she wished she photographed Amelia's priceless expression.

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[runicmagitek]

Wind (Lillian Platt drabble - Transistor)

Her words were lost to the torrent of wind ripping through Cloudbank. Amelia blinked at Lillian.

"What was that?" Amelia asked.

Another relentless gust combed through Amelia's thick locks until it danced. Lillian smiled and paused on the streets. Other pedestrians paid no attention as Lillian tucked soft strands behind Amelia's ear. She licked her lips and eased in to whisper along her skin.

"Your hair," Lillian said. "I love your hair."

Amelia blushed and stared. A smile broke across her features. They continued walking and Lillian trailed her hand down to the small of her back. Amelia never protested.

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[runicmagitek]

Summer (Lillian Platt drabble - Transistor)

The blistering heat didn't dissuade them from a stroll in the newly implemented park. Even in the shade, the sun sifted through leaves and kissed Amelia's bare shoulders. She wore Max's design, one that Lillian gifted her—a chic saffron sundress with a halter top and scoop neckline. It suited her. Holding her breath, Lillian enveloped Amelia from behind and soaked up the warmth. Their fingers linked and Lillian followed the sun's example by kissing her shoulders. Her mouth trailed up her neck until they both locked lips and melted into one another, blazing stronger than all of summer combined.

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