A/N: This collection contains uncorrelated drabbles (no poetry) part of several different challenges (and possibly competitions too).

Droplets that Disappear into the Rain
a collection of drabbles

Pairing: Lavender/Parvati
Challenge(s): Slash/Femslash Boot Camp (prompt #001 – please), February Femslash Competition

I'll cover it with blush and eye-liner, giggling and flirting with the boys while I hang off your arm, marking your skin with my claws.

Because they are claws, aren't they? You wouldn't be here with me if they weren't; you hadn't even worn eyeliner or lipstick or blush until I begged and pleaded until you caved and I gave you a makeover – and you didn't need them either. Your dark oily skin – unlike my belly-pale and too dry and patched up the arms where I'd burnt as a child in a sundress. Your gorgeously silky hair – that I could only run my fingers down under the pretence of braiding it.

If only you'd turn around before I ask and whisper your love to me, then I wouldn't have to fear I've clawed you into that as well.