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bit of a catch-up session on my drabbles
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Title: Better Than Coca-Cola
Prompt: soda
Rating: G
Word Count: 130
Disclaimer: Blah blah WB blah blah Ryan Murphy. Blah.
A/N: Coke is called coke because once it used to container cocaine.
Summary: Pain can be good
Sam lay on the sofa and groaned. Her stomach had been weird all day, and she didn't know if not eating was helping or making it worse.
Brooke wandered into the room and asked what was wrong with her. She disappeared off to the kitchen when Sam told her. She returned with a can of soda, opened it, and gave it to the brunette.
"Do you know why Pepsi is called Pepsi?" She sat on the edge of the sofa next to Sam.
Sam took a sip and lay back down. "No idea."
"Because it used to be used as a cure for dyspepsia." She placed her hand on the brunette's flat stomach and softly rubbed it. "Tummy aches."
A different kind of feeling pulsed through Sam's abdomen.
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Title: Morning Glory
Prompt: books
Rating: PG
Word Count: 149
Disclaimer: Created by Ryan Murphy. Birthed by WB. Loved by me.
Summary: Notice me noticing you
They lay snuggled together in the empty house, the parentals on holiday, and they were making the most of the opportunity to spend quality time together without fear of being busted.
Brooke drew small patterns with her finger along Sam's collarbone. "When did you first notice me?"
Sam's lips pursed in a smile as she remembered the day. "First day of freshman year, we bumped into each other in the hall. You took my breath away." She kissed the blonde head resting on her shoulder. "And you?"
"Same day." Brooke snuggled closer. "I was in the carpark thinking how school was going to be the same old story, same boring, annoying people, I was cynical and it hadn't even begun. Then I saw you in your long white shirt, armful of books, and messy hair, smiling. I saw you and I felt like it might be okay after all."
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Title: Punch Drunk
Prompt: strawberries
Rating: PG
Word Count: 123
Disclaimer: WB and Ryan Murphy have the rights. I just have the fantasies.
Summary: 'I've Been Missing Your Strawberry Kisses'
It started as a joke. The punch was spiked, and the fruit in it was delicious. Lily passed a strawberry to Josh when she kissed him. Mary Cherry pinned "Joe" to the wall and passed one to him, and so on until everyone was kissing everyone else.
Sam was trying to keep Harrison at bay, he seemed to be following her around the dancefloor. Brooke was trying to keep Nicole at a distance also. The step-sisters bumped into each other behind the DJ booth.
Sam took a swig of punch, swallowing the sweet liquid, but before she could chew the fruit, she felt hot lips on her own, and a tongue searching for the strawberry.
Five minutes later and still locked in a passionate embrace, hands roaming and bodies grinding, Sam decided she'd let Brooke go for her cherry too.
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Title: Hot For Teacher
Prompt: learn
Rating: PG
Word Count: 75
Disclaimer: Mr Murphy and the WB.
Summary: Hot for student
"There are some things I really don't mind learning." Sam smiled at Brooke.
"There are some things that are really worth the effort." Brooke smiled back.
"Practice makes perfect."
"Your study partner is important."
"You are an excellent teacher."
"You are an excellent student, but we both still have a lot to learn."
"Teach me how to do that thing with your tongue."
Brooke ran her hand through Sam's long dark hair, and pulled her close.
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Title: Eye of the Beholder
Prompt: smoky
Rating: G
Word Count: 117
Disclaimer: Not mine, but oh how I wish they were. Lucky Ryan Murphy/WB.
Summary: It's all in the eyes.
Brooke had a thing for eyes. She even made a large collage of pictures of eyes she liked, and hung it on her wall. She loved how they could say so much without a single word.
Carefully she blended the grey eyeshadow into the lighter silver colour. She took her time, she wanted the effect to be perfect. Then came the mascara, gently teasing the already dark eyelashes.
Staring intently to make sure they were even, she couldn't help but notice the intense brown eyes locked on her face. Smiling, she placed her hands on Sam's shoulders and turned her to face the mirror. She left her hands there as Sam admired her sultry, smokey eyes.
"You look gorgeous," she murmured into Sam's ear.
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Title: Halloween Hijinks
Prompt: harry potter
Rating: R
Word Count: i'm sick of counting
Disclaimer: i'm sick of saying i dont own them
Summary: everyone loves fancy dress
It was Halloween again, and the best party in town was, of course, at the mansion. Only this year, it wasn't just the popular crowd allowed in the door.
Josh's clown shoes kept stomping on Lily's tentacles as they danced. Emory Dick spread dip on his bread using his pirate sword. Carmen had her stethescope against Mary Cherry's head and swearing that all she could hear was a breeze. Nicole's devil's tail swung as she danced with Cowboy Sugar.
Harrison peered through his Harry Potter glasses at the scene in front of him. Sprawled on the bed was Brooke, her fake-bloodied merangue wedding dress up around her thighs. And Sam on top of her, surfboard carelessly thrown aside, her wetsuit unzipped and pulled down around her waist her hand hidden under Brooke's dress, the muscles in her arms rippling with the power of her movements.
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Title: Better Than Coca-Cola
Prompt: soda
Rating: G
Word Count: 130
Disclaimer: Blah blah WB blah blah Ryan Murphy. Blah.
A/N: Coke is called coke because once it used to container cocaine.
Summary: Pain can be good
Sam lay on the sofa and groaned. Her stomach had been weird all day, and she didn't know if not eating was helping or making it worse.
Brooke wandered into the room and asked what was wrong with her. She disappeared off to the kitchen when Sam told her. She returned with a can of soda, opened it, and gave it to the brunette.
"Do you know why Pepsi is called Pepsi?" She sat on the edge of the sofa next to Sam.
Sam took a sip and lay back down. "No idea."
"Because it used to be used as a cure for dyspepsia." She placed her hand on the brunette's flat stomach and softly rubbed it. "Tummy aches."
A different kind of feeling pulsed through Sam's abdomen.
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Title: Morning Glory
Prompt: books
Rating: PG
Word Count: 149
Disclaimer: Created by Ryan Murphy. Birthed by WB. Loved by me.
Summary: Notice me noticing you
They lay snuggled together in the empty house, the parentals on holiday, and they were making the most of the opportunity to spend quality time together without fear of being busted.
Brooke drew small patterns with her finger along Sam's collarbone. "When did you first notice me?"
Sam's lips pursed in a smile as she remembered the day. "First day of freshman year, we bumped into each other in the hall. You took my breath away." She kissed the blonde head resting on her shoulder. "And you?"
"Same day." Brooke snuggled closer. "I was in the carpark thinking how school was going to be the same old story, same boring, annoying people, I was cynical and it hadn't even begun. Then I saw you in your long white shirt, armful of books, and messy hair, smiling. I saw you and I felt like it might be okay after all."
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Title: Punch Drunk
Prompt: strawberries
Rating: PG
Word Count: 123
Disclaimer: WB and Ryan Murphy have the rights. I just have the fantasies.
Summary: 'I've Been Missing Your Strawberry Kisses'
It started as a joke. The punch was spiked, and the fruit in it was delicious. Lily passed a strawberry to Josh when she kissed him. Mary Cherry pinned "Joe" to the wall and passed one to him, and so on until everyone was kissing everyone else.
Sam was trying to keep Harrison at bay, he seemed to be following her around the dancefloor. Brooke was trying to keep Nicole at a distance also. The step-sisters bumped into each other behind the DJ booth.
Sam took a swig of punch, swallowing the sweet liquid, but before she could chew the fruit, she felt hot lips on her own, and a tongue searching for the strawberry.
Five minutes later and still locked in a passionate embrace, hands roaming and bodies grinding, Sam decided she'd let Brooke go for her cherry too.
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Title: Hot For Teacher
Prompt: learn
Rating: PG
Word Count: 75
Disclaimer: Mr Murphy and the WB.
Summary: Hot for student
"There are some things I really don't mind learning." Sam smiled at Brooke.
"There are some things that are really worth the effort." Brooke smiled back.
"Practice makes perfect."
"Your study partner is important."
"You are an excellent teacher."
"You are an excellent student, but we both still have a lot to learn."
"Teach me how to do that thing with your tongue."
Brooke ran her hand through Sam's long dark hair, and pulled her close.
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Title: Eye of the Beholder
Prompt: smoky
Rating: G
Word Count: 117
Disclaimer: Not mine, but oh how I wish they were. Lucky Ryan Murphy/WB.
Summary: It's all in the eyes.
Brooke had a thing for eyes. She even made a large collage of pictures of eyes she liked, and hung it on her wall. She loved how they could say so much without a single word.
Carefully she blended the grey eyeshadow into the lighter silver colour. She took her time, she wanted the effect to be perfect. Then came the mascara, gently teasing the already dark eyelashes.
Staring intently to make sure they were even, she couldn't help but notice the intense brown eyes locked on her face. Smiling, she placed her hands on Sam's shoulders and turned her to face the mirror. She left her hands there as Sam admired her sultry, smokey eyes.
"You look gorgeous," she murmured into Sam's ear.
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Title: Halloween Hijinks
Prompt: harry potter
Rating: R
Word Count: i'm sick of counting
Disclaimer: i'm sick of saying i dont own them
Summary: everyone loves fancy dress
It was Halloween again, and the best party in town was, of course, at the mansion. Only this year, it wasn't just the popular crowd allowed in the door.
Josh's clown shoes kept stomping on Lily's tentacles as they danced. Emory Dick spread dip on his bread using his pirate sword. Carmen had her stethescope against Mary Cherry's head and swearing that all she could hear was a breeze. Nicole's devil's tail swung as she danced with Cowboy Sugar.
Harrison peered through his Harry Potter glasses at the scene in front of him. Sprawled on the bed was Brooke, her fake-bloodied merangue wedding dress up around her thighs. And Sam on top of her, surfboard carelessly thrown aside, her wetsuit unzipped and pulled down around her waist her hand hidden under Brooke's dress, the muscles in her arms rippling with the power of her movements.