To those who follow my blog and have put in an order. I am truly sorry but all stories are back ordered as of late. I have almost 20 orders in my drafts that are only half done and another 5 personal orders that are drafts as well.
After the holidays I shall finish them all but my muse has escaped me as of late and I can not find the words to write.
I am going to write 10 sentence fictions tonight as a warm up for a longer order someone requested. So I am asking for prompts for the warm-ups.
Any suggestions? Fandoms, pairings, or situations (AUs) will do nicely.
Imagine your OTP brushing their teeth together.
Contrary to popular belief Regina was not a morning person, under any meaning of the word. Perhaps that is why after rising from bed, shuffling into the bathroom, over to the sink, she did not notice the arrival of a very ruffled, very disheveled sheriff.
It was only after grabbing the tooth brush and toothpaste did Regina finally noticed Emma making her way over. Recalling the previous nights events Regina blushed harshly and squeezed the tube too hard, sending toothpaste all over her polished sink.
“M-Ms. Swan!” Regina stammered. Clearing her throat and stuffing down her initial shock, continued “What are you doing in MY house?”
Emma stopped her marching and glanced at the ruffled mayor, not quite seeing her. Blinking away the sleep from her eyes Emma processed the question and answered simply, “Um, waking up. Getting ready for work. Yah know?” Resuming her quest reached the sink and began to wash her face, slightly bumping Regina to the side.
Apparently Regina was not satisfied with Emma’s answer nor being brushed aside.
“No, I do not know! You were to leave my house last night via the window. Sleeping with you was not an invitation into my life nor was it to mean anything deeper than physical satisfaction ” Regina was fuming by the end of her rant and Emma was shocked. Recovering, Emma leaned against the sink and smiled sideways at Regina, she then closed the small space between them and wrapped her arm around the brunette’s waist, pulling her in close.
“Yea, well that’s not what you were saying last night…when I tried to leave ‘via the window’, you asked me to stay. You practically begged me to hold you. Maybe you needed me to invite or force myself into your life.” Emma explained softly, confident in her words. This only served to anger Regina further, feeling tears well up in remembrance that, in a moment of post-coital weakness, she did cry out for Emma to stay. Perhaps it was the great sex or the alcohol or something deeper but she needed Emma to stay. There was a connection that Regina tried to resist and fight, but in that one moment every denial of the bond they shared disappeared.
Just as she was about to shove the blonde away from her, out of her house, out of Henry’s life, out of her life; she felt Emma shift and kiss her lightly on the lips. All at once her words, her anger and denial left her and Regina melted into the kiss, enjoying it to the fullest. Before too long the moment was ruined by Emma’s tongue brushing against her lips, seeking entrance.
Regina quickly pulled back and shoved her tooth brush into Emma’s mouth. “Ugh, gross. Ms. Swan you have the worst morning breath I have ever had the displeasure of experiencing. There shall be no more kissing until you have thoroughly rid yourself of that horrid stench seeping from between your lips.”
The brunette paused to assess Emma’s morning state, “Now quickly wash up and meet Henry and myself downstairs for breakfast. We do have a schedule to keep.” Moving out of the bathroom Regina stopped at the door upon hearing Emma finally catching up to her speech.
“Wait a second. Does this mean more kissing? I can stay? I can see Henry too?” came Emma’s hurried reply. Regina simply smiled, walked back to Emma and pulled another toothbrush from her vanity. “First things first, dear, lets make ourselves presentable for the day, hm.” Regina added under her breath, “I think you infected me with your dragon breath.”
Grinning like a champ, Emma vigorously brushed her teeth, keeping an eye on a small smiling brunette in the mirror brushing at a more subdued pace.
It seems I have been away lately.
I’ve been away for quite some time once again. But do not mistake that as a admission that my fanfiction writing as ended. No, quite the opposite in fact. My passions for the written word have increased tenfold. In the next few weeks I shall be publishing more works and hopefully finishing old ones.
I have not only recently moved out of my parents abode but now have acquired an new, higher paying job. I am quite excited at this new prospect; however, the new position leaves me with very little free time to review and Beta my works. If at anytime anyone is interested in being a fiction Beta please reach out.
Late shift at the Salon.
A GaiaOnline short-order. The customer wishes to remain anonymous, so I am serving the order to all. If the customer comes back and requests another or a larger order I am more that happy to oblige.
Please credit back to Coffea please.
The order is Moira & Vanessa. Femslash spiced…
Here is a preview of something that I have been working on as of late. I had not realized how little time I have to write lately, so I profusely apologize for the choppiness of the story as well as its lack of speed completion.
Open Up Your Legs
Written for this lovely here. Commentary by the customer.
This order belongs entirely to this customer. Do not sample without permission. Although I’m sure they are willing to share if you ask politely.
(1/?) I’d turn off the lights as I entered the room and pounce onto of you. Straddling you hips, I’d pin your hands above your head. Slowly I’d kiss you until you had to break for breath then I’d lick and suck your neck. Maybe bite or nip you hard enough to leave some marks. My other hand would go to work feeling your hips, legs and breasts. As I nipped at your collar bones I’d grind my hips down onto yours and leaning back to listen to your moans.
OH MY GOD I HAVEN’T EVEN REBLOGGED IT HERE YET Ajsdklfas;dlfjsdf
Silent Scream
I Hope You’re Hot#Cause This Is Hot #This Situation Reminds Me Of Someone #Woops Is It Bad I Just Imagined Someone Doing This Too Me #Abort Abort Abort
(2/?) I’d apologize for letting my eagerness show as I slowed my pace. Sliding my body down your’s, I’d place myself between your legs, releasing your hands from mine. Minding my pace, I’d move and touch any available inch of skin. I stare at you and drink in every expression as I moved your shirt up. Kissing your stomach as the cloth moved further and further up until it could be fully removed. Pushing my hips up into your center again and again, I’d kiss my way up to your chest and
Oh My Godddd
ARE YOU THE SAME ANON GEORGIA GOT…. The Beginning Part Sounding Similar To The One She Got, But Then Again It’s Hard To Write Sexy Times Differently….
Wow A+ Anon I Really Really Hope You’re Hot
(3/?) I’d assure you that I am exclusively yours for the night to use as you please. After apologizing for my lack of romantic creativity, I’d slowly pull out satin strips of cloth and move to bind your hands to the bed posts. Tenderly kissing you once more before placing the final cloth over your eyes. Ghosting over your mouth a final time, I’d gently place my hands at your hips and calmly slide you pants down. Nudging your bottom up, off the bed, I’d complete the removal of your jeans.
Oh My…. /Fans Self
Just Like In My Fanfictions…
#Dang How Do I Even #HEY ANON #WHO ARE YOU #/Keeps Fanning Self
(4/?) Chuckling softly “I do live to make your desires come to fruition”. After finally removing your pants, I’d allow myself the pleasure of running my hands and lips across your legs. Taking my time reveling in the bliss of the new found territory, smearing my lipstick. Straddling you once more I’d massage your breasts, bring my mouth up to join my hands. I’d pinch and suck, until you begged for more stimulation. I’d proceed to extract myself from your person. Watching to you pant and writhe.
OH GOOD YOU’R E A LADY
And GOlly You Got Lipstick On Too Helloooooooo
Oh No Help I Can’t
/Fanfanfannn
#Anon This Is A+ Writing#Golly#Gosh#Wait I Just Realized Having Lipstick On Does Not Indicate Being A Lady#So#I Hope You’re A Lady
(5/?) Shivering in delight I rake my nails down your front. Smiling into your gasps, as I swallow your howl of pain…pleasure? Casually laying down on you, not breaking our lips. I fan my hands across your midsection and move them around to your sides proceeding to drag my nails down and back up. Grinning into every tremor you let loose. A sigh and moan escape me as I find too much pleasure in the textures of your lips. Barely containing myself, I move my hand between your legs. Hmm. Lovely.
(this was unpublished by the customer)
(6/?) Removing my lips from yours once more, gasping. I place my mouth on your neck and suck. I feel lost in you as my hand continues to prod and rub. Gods you’re quite a delicacy and I let you know. Moving your underwear to the side I begin to stroke you directly. I can feel your need build and watching you enjoy yourself is pleasing me beyond thought. I cannot stop myself from teasing and studying on your reactions. Your breath, your body, your face and scent. Nuzzling your neck, I breath deep
Dammit You Wrote About THAT How Could You Know About That
* _ *;; /Squints At You
Noooooo Awkward Bonersssss
Damn Anon You’re A++++
But I Can’t Shake This Feeling That You’re Someone I Actually Know….. /Squints More
Like, How Are You Just Getting All These Right How Would You— Well I Guess I Do Kind Of Talk Alot On This Blog Don’t I Hahahhaaa Seems Like Way Too Many People Know What Makes Me Tick @ _ @
(7/?) Ah. Gods I rejoice in you, dear. I can no longer restrain myself as I enter you with two fingers. I being to draw my fingers out slightly, only to push them back in. Setting a slow pace you groan out in frustration and roll your hips. My grin is lost to your blind eyes, pushing your hips back down to the bed I continue my tranquil strides. Sighing in delight as you let out a long, deep moan. Kissing you deeply, I pick up speed. Delighting in your moans for more. Who am I to deny you?
Seriously Anon You Wanna Go Out For Coffee Or…???
(8/?) Gliding down your body once more, I ignore answering your hurried questions in favor of a better use for my mouth. Encircling your clit with my tongue I continue increasing the pace of my thrusts. Feeling you roll and buck against in need is ultimate bliss. Sucking on the sensitive organ, I shiver as you let loose a wild, desperate wail. Any sense of modesty or control on my behalf vanishes as I move with barbaric abandon. My world consists solely on your release.
Just Like In My Fanfictions
Yes Good
Anon I Think I’m Gonna Go To Bed But I Don’t Mind Waking Up To The Rest Of This Story B)
(9/?) Increasing my pace in time with your moans, I cannot focus on my tongue’s task. Instead crying out with you amplifying in volume with every thrust. Bodies gyrating against each other, building in heat and tempo until a carnal, animalistic noise rips from you. Shuttering and arching, I continue to thrust until your tremors subside. Pulling out of you and kissing up your body. I untie the cloth that binds you. I smile sweetly as I kiss your wrists and cheeks. I never gave my name, pity.
Okay I Haven’t Gone To Bed Yet Cause I Might Of Been Waiting For The Next Part Okay
And DANG ANON DANG…. Not Even Gonna Name Drop Rudeeee
But Yea A+ Anon Would Read Again
What If I Casually Pretend This Is Kanaya/Rose……….
(10/?) Even in your haze you swing your hand blindly and swat my shoulder. I giggle as I wrap my arms around your middle and nestle into your neck. Sighing as you place a hand on my head. I confess that you may call me “Coffea Robusta” and I would love some…sometime. Pecking you one last time, we settle into a comfortable position and rest.
Why That Name That Is A Cute Name But fjdks
Dang Anon, Dang
Good End, Good End A+ Anon * < *
