A few here and there, but one that comes to mind is Root, from Person of Interest. Granted, more for her reaction to technology/The Machine/artificial intelligence than anything personal lol (I related to more than few things about her relationships, but that’s more complicated to pin down).
What is your favourite tv show with a wlw or a wlw relationship in it?
El ministerio del tiempo, a Spanish show. The character in question is Irene Larra, who is just *_* She was born in 1930, which means she spent the biggest part of her life having to hide (and even marry a man) under the dictatorship and when she was recruited by the Ministry of Time she basically took to the future and time travel like a fish to the water. I kind of love her approach to relationships too lol. Basically, the way she sees it, she spent enough of her life repressing herself so there’s nothing wrong with having fun with other women when she’s traveling to a time where she wasn’t in a committed relationship.
I enjoyed the relationships we saw her in during the show, but none of them have Epic levels tbh. And my rareship (Irene/Lola, aka my two faves) never sailed, but well.
Which character do you headcanon as wlw?
Hmm. Basically every lesbian-coded character ever goes here, obviously. But I try to not headcanon this type of things to not set myself up for disappointment.
(Tho tbh a few of the characters I perceived as wlw have been confirmed lately, like Valencia in Crazy Ex-Girlfriend or Petra from Jane the Virgin lol, or Isabella from Still Star-Crossed or Annalise from HTGAWM or Kisa before them, to name a few. Sometimes my wishful thinking pans out lol).
Also, Grace and Frankie are so married.
What is your favourite non-canon wlw ship?
Korra/Kuvira, from Legend of Korra. They have the “hero and villain that mirror each other and get each other” thing going on and I really dig that.
Fic where Su feels really feverish and sick, and Kuvira takes care of her while Bataar is out of town?
I’m so sorry this turned out angstier than I planned oops.
tw for a vague reference to miscarriage
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“Now, remember that she’s really stubborn,” Baatar is sayingover the phone. He’s in Republic City, helping Asami out with some building project,and Kuvira is stuck at home with a very sick Suyin. “She’s not going to want torest, even if she’s too weak to walk. And she’s not going to want to take any ofher medication or tea. She’s the worst patient.”
Kuvira sighs. “Then how do I get her to cooperate?”
“Promise her sex.”
“What? She can’t-”
“No, of course she can’t, but it’s the only way to bargainwith her. Don’t worry, she’ll forget you ever said anything about it by thetime she’s actually well enough to collect. I’m sorry, Kuvira, I have to go. You’regoing to be fine. I’ll be back in a few days. Call if things get worse.”
“All right. I’ll see you in a few days. Bye.” She hangs upthe phone, and leans her head against the wall. What is the point of having apolyamorous partner if she is still the one stuck with doing the caretaking?
Kuvira looks over at the bed where Suyin is curled up underthe covers. She looks so small in the big bed, and Kuvira walks over to kneelby her.
“Hey,” she says softly, reaching out to touch Suyin’s hotforehead. “How are you feeling?”
Suyin just grunts and turns her face into the pillow.
“I have some cough medicine, and something that should helpyour fever,” Kuvira continues, hoping that Suyin will just take it withoutcomplaint.
“I’m fine,” Suyin croaks. “I just need a nap, and I’ll begood to go.”
“You will not. You have the flu, and your fever is creepinghigher. If you don’t take the medicine, I’ll be forced to call the doctoragain.”
Suyin groans and shoots Kuvira a glare. “You’re as bad asBaatar. I’m fine.”
“Please, Su,” Kuvira almost whines. She takes a deep breathand decides to take Baatar’s advice. “If you take your medicine, when you’rewell, I’ll let you fuck me however you want.”
Suyin lets out a weak snort. “You’ll let me fuck you anyway.”
Kuvira’s face falls in annoyance, and she starts to lose herpatience. “Look, Su, you have to take the medicine. Whether it’s from me orfrom the doctor, I don’t care. I don’t…I’mnot suited to play nursemaid, and you’re not making it any easier. You are agrown woman, and you shouldn’t be acting like a child.”
Suyin blinks at her, taken aback. She works her mouth into apurse and sighs. “Fine. Give me the medicine.”
Kuvira carefully measures out the right amount and helps Suyinsit up so that she can swallow it. “You’ll need to take another dose in a fewhours. I suggest you try to sleep until then.”
Suyin reaches out a hand to grasp Kuvira’s fingers. “Willyou stay with me?”
Softening, Kuvira nods and climbs onto the bed to settlebehind Suyin. She’s not accustomed to being the big spoon, but it feels nice tohold Suyin this way. To know that her presence makes things a little easier forthe older woman.
“You better not be contagious,” Kuvira muttered, pressingher nose to the back of Suyin’s neck. Suyin turned over to face Kuvira andshifted down to rest her face in the hollow of Kuvira’s neck.
“You may not like playing nursemaid, but you’re good at it,”she says. “You would have made a good mother.”
Kuvira stiffens and wants to pull away. “Well. I neverwanted children. You know that.”
Suyin pulls back, realizing her mistake. “I’m sorry. I knowthat.” This isn’t like when Suyin accidentally talks about all the things shewants to do to Kuvira in bed. This isn’t something she can laugh off. Kuviraspent her young adulthood fending off questions about when she would settledown and start a family. She had to keep making excuses for Junior, who keptpushing her and pushing her on this point. He came from a large family andwanted one of his own. And then she spent her prime childbearing years inprison.
Now, she doesn’t want to be reminded of any of that. Suyinhas five children, and Kuvira resents it when she hints at wanting more. Herbody is not a vessel for Suyin’s fantasies of another child.
“Kuvira, please, I really am sorry.” Suyin sits up, and shelooks terrible. Tired and worn and feverish. Her hair is a mess, and she has alight sheen of sweat all over her neck and chest. Her arm is trembling whereshe tries to hold herself up.
“Lie down,” Kuvira says, rolling her eyes. She knows Suyin onlysaid that because she is tired and feverish and not really thinking straight.She’s always known that Suyin wants more children, or would want them if shecould have them. She’s always known Suyin never wanted to stop at five, butcircumstances took the choice away from her.
“I upset you.”
“Yes. You did. But you’re sick, and you need to lie down.”Kuvira gently pushes on Suyin’s shoulder, forcing the older woman onto the bed.
“Are you going to leave now?”
Kuvira closes her eyes, trying to be patient. She lovesSuyin, and she accepts these parts of Suyin that are not perfect. The partsthat are pushy and aggressive. Suyin works on them, works on herself, and it’snot like Kuvira is perfect by any means. She’s left a trail of destroyed livesin her wake, and she cannot rightfully judge Suyin for her failings. But shedoes hate when those failings are turned on her, when they make her feel likeshe should be giving Suyin more of herself.
“I’m not going to leave.” She is upset, it’s true, and inany other circumstance, she would probably go stew in her room, but Suyin needsher right now. There will be time later for the strange feelings of inadequacythat linger whenever children are mentioned. Like everyone insists that she should feel anemptiness for never having them, and that somehow makes her feel like afailure.
“I’m sorry,” Suyin says again, and Kuvira lies back downnext to her.
“I know.” She wraps an arm around Suyin and rubs her back. “Youjust sleep now. It’s going to be all right.”
“I just want you to be happy, Kuvira. Whatever that meansfor you.”
“It means you.” She kisses the top of Suyin’s head. “AndBaatar.” She makes sure the covers are tucked around Suyin. “And for you tosleep and rest. You’re pitiful, and Baatar will be upset if he comes back andyou’re not better.”
“He’ll know to blame me and not you,” Suyin says, but shedoes snuggle deeper into the bed. “Loveyou, Kuvira. So much.”
“I know, Su. I love you, too.” Kuvira can see that Suyin isstarting to rift off, the medication starting to take effect. They willprobably have to talk about the children thing sometime soon, but Kuvira knowsthat Suyin really does just want the best for her.
So she settles in with Suyin, and tries not to think abouthow Baatar will be gone for four more days.