For
venusorbit1 Fandom: Economics
Pairing: M/N
Prompt:
Fishing for smut Spring cleaning was always a chore. Noah always hoped to do as little work as possible.
So he made one quick pass of the closet, threw a few obvious items into the donation box and called it done.
“Honey, what are these white clothes?” Makoto asked from inside the closet.
“I think they’re Mina’s. Some old painting mocks that she left behind after some project.”
“Are you sure you want to get rid of them?”
At those words, she stepped out. They didn’t quite fit Makoto the way they fit Mina.
“We can’t,” he growled. “They don’t take torn items.”
Fandom: SM
Pairing: A/Z
Prompt: You want me to smut this you say?
“Oooooh! Cherry! My favorite! Thank you!”
Michiru just smiled as Ami eagerly unwrapped the lollipop and gave it a swirling lick.
Her pouty lips enclosed the glistening treat, and her cheeks hollowed as she sucked on it, savoring the flavor.
She turned to smirk at Zoisite, who was across the room watching wide-eyed, attempting to hide his crotch behind the dining table.
Haruka whispered in his ear.
“You’re not thinking about anything inappropriate, are you?”
He was sure this was the part where he was supposed to say something, but these tactics were totally unfair.
“Payback’s a bitch, isn’t it?”
Fandom: SM
Pairing: M/K
Prompt: Some link that V failed to check and doesn't load so I'm going with her description of "It's getting hot in here"
A warrior was always aware of changes in the environment. They frequently signaled the prelude to an attack.
There was the matter of the increased heat.
Clearly, someone had altered the environmental controls.
Then there were the odd rustlings, as though items of clothing were being shed.
Kunzites instincts told him these were diversionary tactics, intended to throw him off his guard and make him vulnerable.
He did the only rational thing he could. He took off his shirt.
Now he would wait.
Or rather, he wouldn’t, as a flying sex goddess pretty much jumped him right then and there.
Fandom: SM
Pairing: R/J
Prompt:
Oh come on now! He was so different this lifetime. Gone was the cocky and brash General from the Silver Millennium who trusted in his looks and his charms to woo the exotic Martian Princess.
In his place was a broken and remorseful man who couldn’t bear to look at her.
As much as she believed he needed some humility, this was not what was best for him, or them.
So she took matters into her own hands.
She knows she is beautiful, and he wants her, and all she has to do is move just so.
He doesn’t stand a chance against her.
For
mrcrybrilliance Fandom: Merlin/Buffy crossover
Characters: Uther and Giles
The man with the odd clothing and spectacles stepped forward, albeit hesitantly.
“I am told you are a sage of great wisdom,” the king proclaimed.
The man nervously removed his spectacles and began to wipe them.
“Well, that’s very kind of you Your Majesty. I do consider myself to be well acquainted with some more obscure areas of learning. It’s actually quite fascinating once you begin to study more in depth-“
The king raised a hand before he started babbling as scholars were wont to.
“Well, I like the look of you. Perhaps you can help us. Welcome to Camelot.”
I might take more prompts to try and entice the muse to return. No guarantees one when I'll get to them.