FYI & Requests Round!

[nike_ravus]

 So, the main reason I've been totally AWOL, even though it's *summer* and I totally should be available and full of fic, is because I've been working really hard on another original project.  I have been working my ass off!  I have 60,000 words already.  If this was NaNoWriMo, i would have won.  But I am not done yet.  I am at the denouement, maybe 6000 words or so left?  And then i will be like okay, find beta readers, begin editing process, and *relax.*  And 'relax' means fic, so I really hope that very soon I will not be writing 4000 words (about princesses) a day, and will in fact, be able to produce some fic.

Stay strong!

And meanwhile, let's have a requests round.  Anyone who bothers to check this journal while it is languishing in disuse, tell me a story you want me to continue, or an idea that you think would be cool, or something that you're really mad at me for forgetting about and blowing off, and let me know.

I will do my best!

XXXOOO
-A

Comments

[nike-ravus.livejournal.com]

So, I was took the evening off, and this is what you get. :D I hope it is what you were looking for. (If not, then you've got to write it and show it to meeee.)
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"Well, that was fast." Morgan shook his head, a little disgusted.

He could see Emily through the window, where she stood down by the car circle, with a woman, tall and casually fashionable, slinky in sunglasses and fitted white jeans with a top buttoned so low that Morgan could see all the way down her cleavage. Emily was laughing and blushing while they spoke, and then tipped her head up with an easy smile. She caught the woman by a belt-loop and tugged her in close for a whisper that turned into a kiss.

Morgan frowned deeply. Reid leaned over his shoulder and blinked. "Oh. Good for her. She looks happy."

"Good for her?" Morgan glared at him. How dare he forgive her already? "Weren't you here for the big fight? Prentiss is just being a ho, like always. I wonder if this girl will give it to her up the ass like she wants."

"Derek!" Reid looked disgusted. "I'm not defending her, but I think you're being a hypocrite."

"She banged a teenage kid in the coatroom of a club!"

"If he was in the club, he wasn't a teenager. And weren't you just bragging to me about the girl that you... banged at a club?"

Morgan glared at him. "That's different."

"Because you're a guy?"

"I wasn't cheating!"

The elevator dinged and opened. "Hey, I forgot to grab my notes." Emily charged in and headed over to her desk. The woman that had been with her stepped out and glanced around, seeming unimpressed.

Reid looked at her, and then gaped. The woman fixed him with a mirrored glare and a raised eyebrow. "Yes, I'm an X-man," she said, tone irritated. "Do you want an autograph or something?"

Morgan stared. Why had she said that?

"Oh my god," Reid gibbered. "Oh my god." Then he fell over his chair.

JJ walked out of her office and saw him on the floor. "What's wrong with him?"

Morgan shook his head. "No clue."

Then JJ spotted their visitor. She looked confused, as if she thought she recognized her, and at the same time, had never seen her before. The woman lowered her sunglasses and grinned. "Oh, how nice to see you again."

"Emma," Emily's voice was a warning.

"What?" Emma laughed. "Didn't she enjoy the show last time? I bet we can top it." She plucked a pair of handcuffs out of her handbag. Emily hurriedly felt for hers and didn't find them.

"Hey!"

"You were distracted."

"Wait," JJ said. "You... you were the one..."

"It's amazing what a strap-on and a pair of loose jeans can do."

Morgan gaped. "You were the dude she banged in the coat closet?"

"As I think you know from staring down my top for the past fifteen minutes, not a dude." She caught Emily around the shoulders and pulled her in. "But yes." She smiled like a shark. "It was rather excellent. Although I still maintain that the first time was really my best effort."

"Please."

"You lost consciousness."

"Shut up."

Emma grinned at the room. "She just passed right out on her third orgasm. It was very... validating."

Then, unexpectedly, she flipped open the handcuffs and snapped one onto Emily's wrist and the other onto her own. She tugged at it. "Now come on, darling. I have a bus of school children waiting for their tour."

Emily just sighed. The elevator door closed and they were gone.

Reid whimpered. "Prentiss is dating an X-man?"

"Was she cheating on me the whole time?" JJ stared at the elevator, disbelieving.

Morgan had no idea why they were obsessing about that garbage. Clearly, more important things were at stake. "Guys, guys. Did that woman really say school children?"

[kith-koby.livejournal.com]

That was...
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...
Yeah. Just perfect. Everybody responded so perfectly, it was so real, it was beautiful, amazing... you get it. I love your work.
You made one mistake, though: thanks to the last line, I am now wishing for another sequel where the team has a car chase after Emma and Emily in order to save the impressionable young children. Finally getting there, they meet the jaded children, who tell them that this is par for the course for Emma, and they've seen/heard/heard thoughts that were much worse.

[mayireadtoday.livejournal.com]

AWESOME!

[semerket.livejournal.com]

ROFLMAO!

[scoutnabout.livejournal.com]

Honestly I can't keep track to request, so I guess my vote is for simply not stopping. Please don't stop!...
[Now that's the improper way to beg]

And this brought out the saucy little minx of Emma that I can't get enough of:
--Emma grinned at the room. "She just passed right out on her third orgasm. It was very... validating."

[tracyathene.livejournal.com]

Oh man, you have some of the best final lines.