A to Z in a heartbeat (K-O)
Author: ragelikeafire
Pairing: Various
Disclaimer: I didn’t do it, nobody saw me do it. You can’t prove anything!
Rating: Various - R to be safe.
AN: It’s the 25th here, so I’m not cheating. Honest guv’nor!!! I hope you enjoy and comments would just make my cotton picking day! Nb. No beta today, all mistakes are mine!
Prompt - Kiss
Title: The Kiss of Death
Word Count 99
"the crippling Judas Kiss to christen thee a sinking ship" - Propaghandi
How could she give so much with one hand and then simply rip it away with the other. How could she even look him in the eye, after what she had done? He was appalled.
Of course, he wouldn’t let her see his disappointment. He wouldn’t give her the satisfaction.
This was the straw that broke the camel’s back and as he muttered to a traumatised Andrea “she would pay him back for this” He knew, he would make sure of it; forgiveness was far from his mind.
Prompt - Letter
Title: Love letters to your heart.
Word Count: 217
How long had it been? Cassidy forced herself to remember…six months, maybe?
The box had remained at the foot of their bed, unmoved, unopened. Daniel had been patient, he hadn’t pushed he knew it was pointless. He loved her for all her qualities; damn unreasonable stubbornness, was just one of them.
Sitting on the edge of the bed Cassidy knew that it wasn’t her stubbornness that was stopping her this time. More, the heartache and the gut wrenching feeling of loss, which still clenched in the pit of her stomach. Her Mother had been an intensely private woman, even now she felt like she was betraying her trust.
The movement in the doorway startled her, until she saw her mirror image staring straight back.
“How long have you been there?”
“Long enough.” Caroline spoke softly.
Cassidy was still amazed at how much her twin sounded like their Mother, disappointed she didn’t hear it in herself. “I think its time we opened it, don’t you?” Caroline dropped gently to her knees, drawing a penknife from the back pocket of her jeans. Sliding the blade across the tape the bound cardboard flaps sprung open.
Letters, hundreds of hand-written letters filled the box. All neatly bundled and sorted by date. “My god.” Caroline breathed “They go back over 25 years.”
Prompt - Mayhem
Title: Friend or Foe
Word Count: 227
“Ours not to reason why, ours but to do and die” - Tennyson
There were just under two days to go before the Runway team were due to depart for Paris, Forty two hours, two thousand five hundred and twenty minutes, one hundred and fifty one thousand two hundred seconds! However you wanted to look at it. Andy knew she was freaking screwed!
It was one disaster after another, both the Gaultier and the Lagerfeld shows were on the verge of cancellation due a particularly nasty case of salmonella poisoning. The booking agency at the Champs Elysees plaza hotel, had made the mother of all fuck-ups and double booked their twelve suites and to top it all off the twins had come down with the chicken pox.
Half the office hadn’t had the virus, including Miranda. All she needed now was for them all to take an incubus plague of shingles to Europe with them.
Jacked up on some seriously strong espressos, Andy had been moving everywhere in quadruple speed for the last 10 hours straight. An incapacitated, newly casted Emily manned the phones while Andy conducted the ground operation like a psychotic Sergeant Major.
Emily looked the dishevelled girl up and down in disgust and sighed. “I rarely say this to people who are not me. But good god woman, you have got to calm down!”
Prompt - Narrow
Title: How to lose friends and alienate people
Word Count: 140
“Change is inevitable, except in vending machines…” - Anon
Lily and Andy had been a part each others lives for the last 20 years. It started in kindergarten, followed with them both applying to Northwestern and then moving to New York together. They had never been further than a phone call away.
Andy didn’t believe that she had changed. She was still the same Andy. She had just grown up. She had focus, responsibilities. Everything she did had consequences. But for some reason Lily couldn’t accept this. Andy accepted; they were just cut from a different cloth.
It’s true what they say…we hurt the ones we love the most. That’s just what Lily did when she learned of Andy’s new relationship.
The death knell had sounded, it was over. Those words that had spilled from Lily’s lips could never be erased.
Prompt - Oil
Title: Lavender Kisses
Word Count: 157
Miranda Priestly had a body that could make women half her age envious. Being in the public eye and dictating to the world of fashion meant that she had certain personal standards to maintain. She had been gifted with a naturally slim physique, however at 53 years old she appreciated that it wouldn’t take long for imperfections to form if she did not commit to the gruelling cardio and yoga workouts that were squeezed into her already impossible schedule. She had not been near a surgeon’s knife, nor had she considered it.
This fact however did not staved off the apprehension she felt when exposing her body to this beautiful young woman. Staring into those fathomless eyes, all of the insecurities just melted away.
She dropped the towel and floated across the room the masseuse table. Andrea rubbed the oil into her hands, preparing to touch the woman of her very inappropriate dreams for the rest time.
Pairing: Various
Disclaimer: I didn’t do it, nobody saw me do it. You can’t prove anything!
Rating: Various - R to be safe.
AN: It’s the 25th here, so I’m not cheating. Honest guv’nor!!! I hope you enjoy and comments would just make my cotton picking day! Nb. No beta today, all mistakes are mine!
Prompt - Kiss
Title: The Kiss of Death
Word Count 99
"the crippling Judas Kiss to christen thee a sinking ship" - Propaghandi
How could she give so much with one hand and then simply rip it away with the other. How could she even look him in the eye, after what she had done? He was appalled.
Of course, he wouldn’t let her see his disappointment. He wouldn’t give her the satisfaction.
This was the straw that broke the camel’s back and as he muttered to a traumatised Andrea “she would pay him back for this” He knew, he would make sure of it; forgiveness was far from his mind.
Prompt - Letter
Title: Love letters to your heart.
Word Count: 217
How long had it been? Cassidy forced herself to remember…six months, maybe?
The box had remained at the foot of their bed, unmoved, unopened. Daniel had been patient, he hadn’t pushed he knew it was pointless. He loved her for all her qualities; damn unreasonable stubbornness, was just one of them.
Sitting on the edge of the bed Cassidy knew that it wasn’t her stubbornness that was stopping her this time. More, the heartache and the gut wrenching feeling of loss, which still clenched in the pit of her stomach. Her Mother had been an intensely private woman, even now she felt like she was betraying her trust.
The movement in the doorway startled her, until she saw her mirror image staring straight back.
“How long have you been there?”
“Long enough.” Caroline spoke softly.
Cassidy was still amazed at how much her twin sounded like their Mother, disappointed she didn’t hear it in herself. “I think its time we opened it, don’t you?” Caroline dropped gently to her knees, drawing a penknife from the back pocket of her jeans. Sliding the blade across the tape the bound cardboard flaps sprung open.
Letters, hundreds of hand-written letters filled the box. All neatly bundled and sorted by date. “My god.” Caroline breathed “They go back over 25 years.”
Prompt - Mayhem
Title: Friend or Foe
Word Count: 227
“Ours not to reason why, ours but to do and die” - Tennyson
There were just under two days to go before the Runway team were due to depart for Paris, Forty two hours, two thousand five hundred and twenty minutes, one hundred and fifty one thousand two hundred seconds! However you wanted to look at it. Andy knew she was freaking screwed!
It was one disaster after another, both the Gaultier and the Lagerfeld shows were on the verge of cancellation due a particularly nasty case of salmonella poisoning. The booking agency at the Champs Elysees plaza hotel, had made the mother of all fuck-ups and double booked their twelve suites and to top it all off the twins had come down with the chicken pox.
Half the office hadn’t had the virus, including Miranda. All she needed now was for them all to take an incubus plague of shingles to Europe with them.
Jacked up on some seriously strong espressos, Andy had been moving everywhere in quadruple speed for the last 10 hours straight. An incapacitated, newly casted Emily manned the phones while Andy conducted the ground operation like a psychotic Sergeant Major.
Emily looked the dishevelled girl up and down in disgust and sighed. “I rarely say this to people who are not me. But good god woman, you have got to calm down!”
Prompt - Narrow
Title: How to lose friends and alienate people
Word Count: 140
“Change is inevitable, except in vending machines…” - Anon
Lily and Andy had been a part each others lives for the last 20 years. It started in kindergarten, followed with them both applying to Northwestern and then moving to New York together. They had never been further than a phone call away.
Andy didn’t believe that she had changed. She was still the same Andy. She had just grown up. She had focus, responsibilities. Everything she did had consequences. But for some reason Lily couldn’t accept this. Andy accepted; they were just cut from a different cloth.
It’s true what they say…we hurt the ones we love the most. That’s just what Lily did when she learned of Andy’s new relationship.
The death knell had sounded, it was over. Those words that had spilled from Lily’s lips could never be erased.
Prompt - Oil
Title: Lavender Kisses
Word Count: 157
Miranda Priestly had a body that could make women half her age envious. Being in the public eye and dictating to the world of fashion meant that she had certain personal standards to maintain. She had been gifted with a naturally slim physique, however at 53 years old she appreciated that it wouldn’t take long for imperfections to form if she did not commit to the gruelling cardio and yoga workouts that were squeezed into her already impossible schedule. She had not been near a surgeon’s knife, nor had she considered it.
This fact however did not staved off the apprehension she felt when exposing her body to this beautiful young woman. Staring into those fathomless eyes, all of the insecurities just melted away.
She dropped the towel and floated across the room the masseuse table. Andrea rubbed the oil into her hands, preparing to touch the woman of her very inappropriate dreams for the rest time.