+ Maximum Rating: NC17 light: less explicit, more passionate
+ Genres (underline all you're happy to write): Angst, Fluff, AU, Crossover, Smut, Humor, Gen.
+ Crossovers/AUs I'll try: AU: modern, medieval and other historical time periods {20’s, 40’s, 60’s etc…} // Crossovers: X Files, Roswell, Once Upon a Time, Doctor Who, One Tree Hill, Star Wars (including Timothy Zahn novels)
+ I like to write/wish in general: *Genres/Types ~ All of these I love! > romance {passionate smut and fluff}, humor, drama, angst, adventure or mystery, fantasy/science fiction, magic, prequel fic, dark! fic/character(s) {allowing me to keep the character dynamic}, AU {modern, medieval, futuristic, historical time periods, unique/original settings are fine}, Cannon {scene extenders/alterations/missing scenes etc…}, triangles with A/G endgame, first meet fics, flirtations, daring encounters, A/G starting out as friends or coworkers etc…, baby/kid fics okay, character death with dignity okay *Crossovers: listed above {fairly new to this genre, but would love to write some more} *Favorite Characters: Arthur, Gwen, Merlin, Uther, the knights (including Lancelot), Morgause, Mordred, Elena, Mithian, any prequel characters like Ygraine, Balinor, Gorlois, Tristan etc… and Kilgharrah the dragon ( I like dragon included stories as long as it fits within the story.) *Favorite Pairings/Friendships/Family: Arthur/Gwen, Uther/Ygraine, Merlin/Freya // Friends: Merlin and Arthur / Merlin, Arthur and Gwen / Merlin, Arthur, Gwen and Morgana / Father-son relationships: Uther and Arthur etc… *Points of View: all including 2nd person *Lyrics prompt are fine / Prompts that are detailed or less detailed: all are appreciated / I just love writing from prompts!
+ Lastly, I won't write these topics/characters: {Note: no offense intended, these are just not my preference or a weak area for me to write} *Slash: no m/m or f/f *RP/RPF: no real life actor stories *No gender swap, no three-somes or more-somes, although note I will write a triangle with A/G endgame *No sexual violence/domestic abuse, no incest, no drugs, no non-con, no brutal or explicit violence *Nothing strongly kinky: no bloodplay, watersports or anything similar, passionate/daring interactions I like, but something that merits an NC17 light rating/not terribly explicit *All characters are okay, my favorites above, but nothing solely about Nimueh // Dark! characters/stories: I will do, but nothing that is so damaging to the character. I like to write them dynamic with a lighter side too or reasoning behind the darkness, unless it’s just silly crack.
Countdown to Insanity or 2001 Space Odyssey, Sort of light smut fluff {lol I have no idea how to categorize this one}, Arthur/Gwen and Morgana {on phone, mention of Merlin}, er…R {very light R or PG13
Oh God. Oh God. It was the apocalypse. Armageddon. Mayan Prophecy. That music. Wasn’t that from that movie Space 2000 or something like that? Wasn’t it astronaut music? You know…duh DUH DUH. Pounding. In her ears. Her naked ears.
Her naked breast. Her naked as-
WHOA.
Naked?!
Gwen forgot about the astronaut theme for a moment, forgot about the sun creeping through the curtains, forgot about the palm tree planters, the marble steps, the super size TV in the wall, and focused on her new doomsday.
She was naked. In bed. In strange room. In what looked like a strange hotel room.
Albeit a very polished hotel room, but it was strange, because it was not familiar. Unfamiliar would qualify for strange.
But even stranger yet was she was with a perfectly unfamiliar stranger. In the big strange bed with golden sheets and silver spread. And that perfect stranger…
She took a peek. Lifted at the blanket. Lifted just a little more. Just a little more.
OH MY GOD HE IS LIKE A ROMAN ADONIS. THAT ASS IS JUST SO WELL SCULPTED. I COULD GATHER IT IN MY FINGERS AND-
AH!
Stop that!
She slapped down the sheet, clapping her hand over her mouth before she could let out a scream like that of a silly crazy woman who-
And there it was again. That sound. Like the world was ending. Like 2000 and whatever that movie was, was on the brink. MAYAN DOOM. Or…
Wait…
DUH DUH DUH DUH…
It was changing. Changing tune. A deep voice.
ELVIS?
OH. Oh. Oh. Oh. No not that kind of OH. Not OH, throngs of passion oh. NO, OH, I am in Vegas, oh! She looked down at the dresser, fumbled for the phone, seeing a silver label on it, ‘Cosmpopolitan’.
She was in the Cosmopolitan hotel, a suite it seemed. No. That didn’t make sense. Now think Gwen. THINK. OH her head hurt!
Forget the Elvis 2001 century music in the background and think!
Okay. She came to Vegas with her best friend Morgana. They were staying at the Luxor because they were dead poor. Yeah, that kind of poor. You know the kind that plays the nickel slots. That. You end up staying at the hotel that’s waaaaaaaaaaaaaayyyyy over on the other end of the strip. Morgana. Morgana. Call…Morgana.
Gwen scrambled to find her clothes, losing her balance and landing splat on the floor, her naked ass up in the air.
AH! She looked back at just as naked strange unfamiliar man. Thankfully all he did was stir lazily in his sleep before pressing his arm onto her side of the bed. The nerve of him. Well she should just-
WAIT. Wait. WHAT are you thinking Gwen? This is not your bed! This is not even your hotel bed! This is not even your hotel! You can’t afford the Cosmopolitan. You can’t-
Oh. Bad headache. Coccooning herself in the blanket from the bed, Gwen finally found it, her phone, in her wet pocket. Wait. Why. Her clothes. WET?
Oh God. It got worse. Gwen pressed a button. Waited.
Waited. FRickin-
Why must time take so long when you want it to be short? It never acted like this when it was break time at Avalon’s Burgers! AH. Come on Morgana, pick up the phone! Roman Adonis might wake up.
“Hello?”
Finally!
“Morgana, Morgana, I think I’ve been kidnapped by a very beautiful man physically, but he’s horrible. I’m naked. He unrobed me. And he had his way with me last night and oh my God if he did-remember that self defense class I took? I’m getting out of here, but first I’m going to take my heels and whack him where it hurts so he can never do this again. It’s not like it’s my first time, or second or third-never mind, he’s going to pay and wish he didn’t have a ding dong. I’m getting it now. I’m going to dismem-
“GWEN. Calm down.” Morgana stated on the other end, before Gwen heard the unmistakable sound of hysterical laughter. Evil hysterical laughter.
“Stop that! Stop that! Morgana this is not funny! He had his way with-
“You weren’t saying that when you were riding on top of me.”
“Of course I wasn’t saying it then because-
AAAAHHH!”
Gwen dropped the phone. The Adonis man was up, in all his naked glory, albeit his lower half covered by the sheet. Still, she could make out the bulge if she peered down low enough. As she did, he started smirking. Gwen gathered the sheet around her and looked for it, for anything. Finally grasping a palm, tearing it from the tree, she held the branch up in front of her threateningly.
“Don’t you get any closer! Oh. Don’t you think you did enough? You-you-God you’re gorgeous.”
He laughed at that, standing up now too, keeping the sheet wrapped around his waist. “You’re not bad yourself sweetheart.”
OH. That made her mad again. Gwen lifted the palm once more. “Okay, I will scratch you horribly if you try to touch me again.”
Adonis man brought out his hand with appeasement. “Take it easy. Nothing happened.”
She stared at him. He explained how she and her best friend, Morgana again, had met him and his mate Merlin downstairs the night/morning before. And a bet was made. Vegas was having a horrible summer heat-wave, temperatures reaching in the 100’s. They had some frozen mixed drinks and then played in the pool and waterfalls. The bet? Who could ride on their guy’s shoulders the longest in the pool. Yeah, silly bet, but they were all too drunk to really have any kind of sense. And Morgana was quickly the loser because her guy had bony shoulders, Adonis man told Gwen delightfully. She was the lucky one and thus, she also got to spend a night in his suite at the Cosmopolitan while Morgana took Merlin back to her their little Luxor room.
He pointed to their clothes. “We were both soaked after getting drunk and everything. I shed everything off and you probably did too, but trust me honey, I’d remember being with you.”
He tipped her chin meaningfully, whispering against her ear. “I’m Arthur.”
“Gwen.”
“You ID says Guinevere.”
“Yeah, but no one calls me that.”
“I do.”
She couldn’t help smile now too. And then frowned some. “Did you see me…naked?”
He shrugged. “Nothing big if I did. I could tell even with that blanket on you have nothing to be embarrassed about.”
She blushed, turning away, but then his lips were on hers. Warm. And salty from too many margaritas. She lazily dissolved into the kiss, feeling the top little exposed parts of their bodies press against each others. “Mmmm…”
And then it was playing again, making him laugh.
“Merlin booked us in the Elvis suite with the Space Odyssey theme. A total blunder, just like the whole suite thing was. Supposed to be separate, so that’s why that bet last night was so delicious. Got to kick him out. Invite you instead.”
She had no idea why. But her headache was starting to really fade. And she was feeling quite satisfied right now. Something so right about Stranger Adonis. Arthur. “I’m glad.”
He grinned, and kissed her again.
And in the meantime, Space Odyssey was their background theme.
What happened next you asked?
Oh my friends. Don’t you know the rule?
What happens in Vegas, lovelies…
STAYS in Vegas.
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That was way more fun to write than I first thought it would be...thanks Piper! :D
Boy you're fast. I see you already wrote my new prompt. Evilness!
Wow Piper, I'm going to to drive myself crazy with these, scrambling to get them done before morning because then I can't post at work, lol. Yours was the only long one.
Hope you're having fun! Thanks for the fb and prompt. :)
No, I WILL prompt you, but first I need to figure out what I'm doing for my prompts. But don't worry, probably some time towards the end or in the middle, you'll get my prompt. :)
Yes I could. Hee. I'm about to fill one now. Before I finally get some sleep, but at least I'm about to fill one. Oh gosh, from nuttiness to drama. This one did my heart in to write.
+ Maximum Rating: NC17 light: less explicit, more passionate
+ Genres (underline all you're happy to write): Angst, Fluff, AU, Crossover, Smut, Humor, Gen.
+ Crossovers/AUs I'll try: AU: modern, medieval and other historical time periods {20’s, 40’s, 60’s etc…} // Crossovers: X Files, Roswell, Once Upon a Time, Doctor Who, One Tree Hill, Star Wars (including Timothy Zahn novels)
+ I like to write/wish in general:
*Genres/Types ~ All of these I love! > romance {passionate smut and fluff}, humor, drama, angst, adventure or mystery, fantasy/science fiction, magic, prequel fic, dark! fic/character(s) {allowing me to keep the character dynamic}, AU {modern, medieval, futuristic, historical time periods, unique/original settings are fine}, Cannon {scene extenders/alterations/missing scenes etc…}, triangles with A/G endgame, first meet fics, flirtations, daring encounters, A/G starting out as friends or coworkers etc…, baby/kid fics okay, character death with dignity okay
*Crossovers: listed above {fairly new to this genre, but would love to write some more}
*Favorite Characters: Arthur, Gwen, Merlin, Uther, the knights (including Lancelot), Morgause, Mordred, Elena, Mithian, any prequel characters like Ygraine, Balinor, Gorlois, Tristan etc… and Kilgharrah the dragon ( I like dragon included stories as long as it fits within the story.)
*Favorite Pairings/Friendships/Family: Arthur/Gwen, Uther/Ygraine, Merlin/Freya // Friends: Merlin and Arthur / Merlin, Arthur and Gwen / Merlin, Arthur, Gwen and Morgana / Father-son relationships: Uther and Arthur etc…
*Points of View: all including 2nd person
*Lyrics prompt are fine / Prompts that are detailed or less detailed: all are appreciated / I just love writing from prompts!
+ Lastly, I won't write these topics/characters: {Note: no offense intended, these are just not my preference or a weak area for me to write}
*Slash: no m/m or f/f
*RP/RPF: no real life actor stories
*No gender swap, no three-somes or more-somes, although note I will write a triangle with A/G endgame
*No sexual violence/domestic abuse, no incest, no drugs, no non-con, no brutal or explicit violence
*Nothing strongly kinky: no bloodplay, watersports or anything similar, passionate/daring interactions I like, but something that merits an NC17 light rating/not terribly explicit
*All characters are okay, my favorites above, but nothing solely about Nimueh // Dark! characters/stories: I will do, but nothing that is so damaging to the character. I like to write them dynamic with a lighter side too or reasoning behind the darkness, unless it’s just silly crack.
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Oh God. Oh God. It was the apocalypse. Armageddon. Mayan Prophecy. That music. Wasn’t that from that movie Space 2000 or something like that? Wasn’t it astronaut music? You know…duh DUH DUH. Pounding. In her ears. Her naked ears.
Her naked breast. Her naked as-
WHOA.
Naked?!
Gwen forgot about the astronaut theme for a moment, forgot about the sun creeping through the curtains, forgot about the palm tree planters, the marble steps, the super size TV in the wall, and focused on her new doomsday.
She was naked. In bed. In strange room. In what looked like a strange hotel room.
Albeit a very polished hotel room, but it was strange, because it was not familiar. Unfamiliar would qualify for strange.
But even stranger yet was she was with a perfectly unfamiliar stranger. In the big strange bed with golden sheets and silver spread. And that perfect stranger…
She took a peek. Lifted at the blanket. Lifted just a little more. Just a little more.
OH MY GOD HE IS LIKE A ROMAN ADONIS. THAT ASS IS JUST SO WELL SCULPTED. I COULD GATHER IT IN MY FINGERS AND-
AH!
Stop that!
She slapped down the sheet, clapping her hand over her mouth before she could let out a scream like that of a silly crazy woman who-
And there it was again. That sound. Like the world was ending. Like 2000 and whatever that movie was, was on the brink. MAYAN DOOM.
Or…
Wait…
DUH DUH DUH DUH…
It was changing. Changing tune. A deep voice.
ELVIS?
OH. Oh. Oh. Oh. No not that kind of OH. Not OH, throngs of passion oh. NO, OH, I am in Vegas, oh! She looked down at the dresser, fumbled for the phone, seeing a silver label on it, ‘Cosmpopolitan’.
She was in the Cosmopolitan hotel, a suite it seemed. No. That didn’t make sense. Now think Gwen. THINK. OH her head hurt!
Forget the Elvis 2001 century music in the background and think!
Okay. She came to Vegas with her best friend Morgana. They were staying at the Luxor because they were dead poor. Yeah, that kind of poor. You know the kind that plays the nickel slots. That. You end up staying at the hotel that’s waaaaaaaaaaaaaayyyyy over on the other end of the strip. Morgana. Morgana. Call…Morgana.
Gwen scrambled to find her clothes, losing her balance and landing splat on the floor, her naked ass up in the air.
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WAIT. Wait. WHAT are you thinking Gwen? This is not your bed! This is not even your hotel bed! This is not even your hotel! You can’t afford the Cosmopolitan. You can’t-
Oh. Bad headache. Coccooning herself in the blanket from the bed, Gwen finally found it, her phone, in her wet pocket. Wait. Why. Her clothes. WET?
Oh God. It got worse. Gwen pressed a button. Waited.
Waited. FRickin-
Why must time take so long when you want it to be short? It never acted like this when it was break time at Avalon’s Burgers! AH. Come on Morgana, pick up the phone! Roman Adonis might wake up.
“Hello?”
Finally!
“Morgana, Morgana, I think I’ve been kidnapped by a very beautiful man physically, but he’s horrible. I’m naked. He unrobed me. And he had his way with me last night and oh my God if he did-remember that self defense class I took? I’m getting out of here, but first I’m going to take my heels and whack him where it hurts so he can never do this again. It’s not like it’s my first time, or second or third-never mind, he’s going to pay and wish he didn’t have a ding dong. I’m getting it now. I’m going to dismem-
“GWEN. Calm down.” Morgana stated on the other end, before Gwen heard the unmistakable sound of hysterical laughter. Evil hysterical laughter.
“Stop that! Stop that! Morgana this is not funny! He had his way with-
“You weren’t saying that when you were riding on top of me.”
“Of course I wasn’t saying it then because-
AAAAHHH!”
Gwen dropped the phone. The Adonis man was up, in all his naked glory, albeit his lower half covered by the sheet. Still, she could make out the bulge if she peered down low enough. As she did, he started smirking. Gwen gathered the sheet around her and looked for it, for anything. Finally grasping a palm, tearing it from the tree, she held the branch up in front of her threateningly.
“Don’t you get any closer! Oh. Don’t you think you did enough? You-you-God you’re gorgeous.”
He laughed at that, standing up now too, keeping the sheet wrapped around his waist. “You’re not bad yourself sweetheart.”
OH. That made her mad again. Gwen lifted the palm once more. “Okay, I will scratch you horribly if you try to touch me again.”
Adonis man brought out his hand with appeasement. “Take it easy. Nothing happened.”
She stared at him. He explained how she and her best friend, Morgana again, had met him and his mate Merlin downstairs the night/morning before. And a bet was made. Vegas was having a horrible summer heat-wave, temperatures reaching in the 100’s. They had some frozen mixed drinks and then played in the pool and waterfalls. The bet? Who could ride on their guy’s shoulders the longest in the pool. Yeah, silly bet, but they were all too drunk to really have any kind of sense. And Morgana was quickly the loser because her guy had bony shoulders, Adonis man told Gwen delightfully. She was the lucky one and thus, she also got to spend a night in his suite at the Cosmopolitan while Morgana took Merlin back to her their little Luxor room.
“So we didn’t-
Gwen gestured to the bed.
He smiled, shaking his head. “We didn’t.”
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He pointed to their clothes. “We were both soaked after getting drunk and everything. I shed everything off and you probably did too, but trust me honey, I’d remember being with you.”
He tipped her chin meaningfully, whispering against her ear. “I’m Arthur.”
“Gwen.”
“You ID says Guinevere.”
“Yeah, but no one calls me that.”
“I do.”
She couldn’t help smile now too. And then frowned some. “Did you see me…naked?”
He shrugged. “Nothing big if I did. I could tell even with that blanket on you have nothing to be embarrassed about.”
She blushed, turning away, but then his lips were on hers. Warm. And salty from too many margaritas. She lazily dissolved into the kiss, feeling the top little exposed parts of their bodies press against each others. “Mmmm…”
And then it was playing again, making him laugh.
“Merlin booked us in the Elvis suite with the Space Odyssey theme. A total blunder, just like the whole suite thing was. Supposed to be separate, so that’s why that bet last night was so delicious. Got to kick him out. Invite you instead.”
She had no idea why. But her headache was starting to really fade. And she was feeling quite satisfied right now. Something so right about Stranger Adonis. Arthur. “I’m glad.”
He grinned, and kissed her again.
And in the meantime, Space Odyssey was their background theme.
What happened next you asked?
Oh my friends. Don’t you know the rule?
What happens in Vegas, lovelies…
STAYS in Vegas.
****
That was way more fun to write than I first thought it would be...thanks Piper! :D
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Wow Piper, I'm going to to drive myself crazy with these, scrambling to get them done before morning because then I can't post at work, lol. Yours was the only long one.
Hope you're having fun! Thanks for the fb and prompt. :)
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I actually thought we already were friends - and I did the EXACT same thing with Piper, a million years ago.
I just assume these things. Like LJ automatically friends someone for you if you talk to them enough.
Anyway, continue you on. I'm going to expand my prompts and ditch the internet for a while - Get these prompts off my shoulders.
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Just saying :P
AND OH WOE IS ME. I have a lot to catch up on. You lot are bananas.And I love it)
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