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Kink/Fluff/Angst Meme: Doug

This story starts in the middle of Doug Gets a Hug and ends after it. Doug, Ana, and Teal are Addergoole characters.

The girl had a boy. So help him, Doug was not going to make it through her four years sane.

She – Ana, Anastasia the dancer, Ana the pert, Ana oro’Willow – didn’t exactly have a boy, because Teal himself had an oro’ at the end of his name, and his Keeper was the possessive sort. But when Teal and Ana danced – and Teal danced, of course he did – Doug could watch the sparks. And that wasn’t all he could watch. It was a good thing neither Keeper was in the habit of visiting their dance practices.

He wasn’t going to survive the next four years, but it might be a fun way to go crazy.

She’d been waiting for him the day after Willow left, leaning against his apartment door and wearing a little trenchcoat that was unseasonable, unneeded inside, and entirely tantalizing.

She’d at least waited until they were inside his apartment – but not until the door was all the way closed – to show him exactly how much she wasn’t wearing underneath. And then, for several athletic, dexterous, and wonderful hours, she’d shown him quite a few other things.

Doug was happy. He was actually smiling, something he couldn’t quite remember doing before, or at least not in quite a while. But, being himself, he couldn’t help poking at it.

“What about the boy?” She had her head pillowed on his chest, so he was talking to the top of her head. “You like him.”

She looked up at him, a smile dancing on her lips. “Nobody ever said I only had to ‘like’ one person.” The smile slipped, her expression and her voice suddenly serious. “Did they?”

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Kink/Fluff/Angst Meme: Jamian

Jan14

Honestly, can’t tell if this is kink, fluff, angst, or all three

Sometimes, he just needed to get away.

He slipped on a different Mask, did his make-up the same way, and rolled vinyl pants up his legs. He slid on fishnet and big stompy boots, and headed out to a club that only knew him in this face and this guise.

You didn’t need to be an Empath, place like this, to know who was sick and who was dying, who was hurt or grieving, but Jamian used every power his Change had given him. He whispered a healing here, a soothing there, flirted with an angry man and took away his disease with a caresses and some nonsense words.

At the end of the night, he went home with a tired nurse with a healer complex, and let them both relax for a while.

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Turn Left Story Two: That Damn Cat

Jan12

From the Turn Left meme here: http://aldersprig.livejournal.com/1005760.html; off of this story: http://aldersprig.dreamwidth.org/260041.html in the Beryl/Damn Cat sequence, an AU.

They had gotten the cats distributed, gotten everything sorted out, all but one angry Siamese cat. The big old tom had clawed, bitten, and, when the vet had mentioned fixing, he drawn blood on four different people.

“Some cats,” the vet mentioned, “you just have to put down. You can’t leave him wandering, not knowing what he might have…”

She went quiet, because the cat had gone completely still. He wasn’t looking at the vet; he was looking at Beryl. His eyes, she noticed, were blue.

“I think…” she said slowly “…as long as you don’t try to castrate him, he’ll behave just fine now.”

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Turn Left Story One: Baram’s Elves

Jan12

From the Turn Left meme here: http://aldersprig.livejournal.com/1005760.html; off of this story: http://aldersprig.livejournal.com/306171.html in the Baram’s Elves sequence, an AU.

When the first creature broke through – fell through, really; her hedges were hungry and she’d taken lessons from Valentina as well as Valerian – Jaelie speared him to the ground. “Submit,” she demanded.

He coughed blood on her shoes, blood that slowly began eating at the leather of her boots. “Bitch,” he spat out. “I submit.”

Viatrix’s blade hesitated.

“You’re mine, then.” Jaelie twisted the spear. “Say it.”

He spat again, the acid in his blood beginning to dissolve her pants. “Yours, fine.”

Once he’d fallen, the battle went quickly. The rest either submitted or died, leaving Via, Aly, and Jaelie with four angry returned-God Kept between them.

After the third act of near-disobedient, nearly-deadly sabotage in a week, Baram – who had been grumblingly patient – put his foot down. “No Kept in the house. No other men in the house.”

The women took stock. Something was going to have to change. “I’ll go.” Jaelie stepped forward. “I’ll… do something with them, and come back.”

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Another Meme

Jan8

via recessional

Comment with characters, ones I usually write or not, and I will write a few sentences of kink, angst, fluff or an AU for them. Feel free to tell me which option you’d like and provide details, or just toss character names.

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Meme-me-mememememe, “Turn Left.”

Jan5

From recessional:

Inspired by Doctor Who’s “Turn Left”: Pick one of my stories and tell me a point in the tale that you’d change. Something tiny (e.g. “and then Fay chose silver glitter instead of gold”) or big (e.g. “and then Rose was arrested instead of Jack”) and I’ll tell you how that one difference would have altered the course of the entire story.

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December Meme – Tell me what to talk about

Dec1

Stolen from aoifes_isle who stole it from theladyscribe: Pick a date in December and give me something to talk about. TV, books, movies, fandom, writing, science, publishing, food, travel, fictional characters and all of their feelings, cuddly animals, whatever.

@dahob, days of my choice – -Angel Fight! -snow -sexy eyes

kelkyag, days of choice – Art — your tastes, a favorite piece you or one you’ve been inspired by, art to go with your writing;Mud. (Says the potter, but interpret in your own choice of contexts.); Cooking, recipes, something you want to make; Something you want to learn, or learn about; Language or color choices; Collections; Mythology (or mythological beasts, or places, or …); Getting lost; Meeting people; Cycles; ~~Fire.~~

1 – inventrix: What have you been watching lately? – 1
2 – kelkyag: Garden Plans – 2
3 – aoifes_isle: Snow, love it or loathe, and why. – 3
4 – me – Farmville (really) – 4
5 – lilfluff: Plotting methods that have worked for you, or that have intrigued you. – 5
6 – kelkyag: Fire – 6
7 – Wyste, budgeting – 7
8 – aoifes_isle: Obscure factoid that everyone should know. – 8
9 – rix_scaedu: Doug – 9
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11 – thnidu: Rolling the dice.
12 – kay_brooke: How about fictional characters and your feelings? Who do you like the most? Who do you enjoy writing the most? Who do you frequently want to knock some sense into? – 12
13 – lilfluff: Your favorite games – 13
14 – http://www.denisedrespling.com/7-books-that-shaped-my-life/ – 14
15 – eseme: Favorite places to shop for the late shoppers – 15
1 [16] – thnidu: oops! Something’s missing! – 16
17 – inventrix: the cats – 17
18 – lilfluff: What shows/movies would you like to see rebooted? – 18
19 – kelkyag: Knitting – 19
20 – thnidu: what’s the score?
21 – inventrix: Christmas plans! – 21
22 – lilfluff: Comfort foods – 22
23 – @dahob – Why do you like apocalypses so much? – 23
24 – thnidu: the dozens
25 – thnidu: Square, perfectly square
26 – thnidu: From A to Z
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30 – aoifes_isle: New Year’s traditions (in a fic ‘verse or real life)
31 – lilfluff: A writing tip or prompt for people to take into the new year.

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First three answers to prn mme

Oct21

“I… Oh… My.” Regine let her head loll on the pillow and shut her eyes. “This is not at all what… oh!… what I meant when I suggested we discuss your behaviour.”

“I know.” Between the Director’s legs, Ivette paused in her work just long enough to purr. “But this is what I meant. I’m a succubus, after all.”

“…Quite true.” Regine grabbed the pillow and tried, unsuccessfully to stifle a moan. “Quite the… oh… specimen, too.”

“Do you think maybe is we put this tube here…” Kailani frowned over the machine. “It’s quite an invention, but I’m not sure if it will work.”

“Well.” Tairikie found a wild grin on her face, the same one that she’d felt when she climbed the mountain. “I can think of one way to try it out.”

“One way to…” The redhead – what a wild color, speaking of wild! – took a moment, but then she began to grin. “I suppose the way to test sexual aether would be this way, wouldn’t it?” She slipped out of her shirt.

Redheads, Tairikie was fascinated to learn, had pink nipples.

“Kneel.” Aviv studied his new Kept – slender, fae-looking, dark-haired, and not his normal type. Male, for one. Addergoole was all about the not-normal, though. He unzipped his fly. “The first thing you’ll have to learn is to serve without argument. Addergoole will -” He fell silent as his Kept’s mouth wrapped around his cock. “You’ve done this before, haven’t you?”

Dark eyes rolled up to look at him, and a noise in the back of the boy’s throat trilled against Aviv’s cock. Aviv groaned. Questions later. He tangled his hand in the boy’s hair and let him do what he so clearly wanted to do.

Meme here – http://aldersprig.dreamwidth.org/831348.html

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Well, I wanted to practice writing p*rn… (mem)

Oct21

Comment with a pairing (etc)* and I’ll write you at least three sentences of porn for them.

* of my characters, preferably.**
** It doesn’t have to be a believable pairing.

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Meme-me-me answers

Aug11

Answers to the meme here: http://aldersprig.livejournal.com/900498.html (Give me the first line of a fic I have not written yet and get a summary, snippet, soundtrack.)

The trouble, Merrion had found, with acting on premonitions was that sometimes you only found yourself in the frying pan instead of the fire. rix_scaedu

The September Story: Merrion learns, though trial and error (mostly error), when he can act to shift premonitions and when he has to let them go.

But on the way, he ends up in hotter water than even he could foresee.

Another snippet: “I knew you were going to say that.” Merrion smirked.

“Then why did you…” The officer shook his head. “Never mind. Sit down and shut up.”

The dragon in the bathtub snorted at her, sending bubbles flying across the room. kelkyag

Aloysia found herself in any number of strange babysitting jobs, but when she found herself babysitting the girl babysitting the baby dragon, things were about to get super strange.

Another quote: “But I don’t know what to…”

“Relax. Junie has the dragon.” Mrs. S managed to make it sound nice and ordinary as a Girl Scout project. Maybe for her, it was. “All you have to do is keep her out of trouble.”

It was not a happy moment when Gareth realized being sold as a pet to a dragon was only the fifth most surprising thing to happen to him that day.

Never Open the First Door

Don’t buy monkey paws from strange stores – don’t buy anything from strange shops – don’t make deals at crossroads, and never open the first door.

Gareth knew all this. But when his kid sister bought the monkey paw from the little antique store on the corner, well, what was he going to do? He couldn’t let her take the fall…

So he took it.

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