cheesymice: (Wesley toast Cheesygirl)
I wrote a sweet yet sexy Wes/Angel drabble over at [ profile] open_on_sunday.

I do miss those pretty boys. *sigh*
cheesymice: (Wes naughty Cheesygirl)
This one is Angel/Wes and Angelus/Wes, S4 during "Soulless", mature audiences only!

Read more... )
cheesymice: (Wes pretty Cheesygirl)
Written for [ profile] open_on_sunday's "Bar" prompt. Wesley, AtS Season 2, PG.

Wesley sipped his drink and glanced around the bar. Sometimes they came to him, especially when he was in his finest suit. Other times he went to them. The accent piqued their interest, every time. If he did fumble his words a bit, they found it endearingly Hugh Grant-like. It seemed that American women truly liked Old World gentlemanly behavior. They also liked to take him home, where he was expected to behave quite ungentlemanly. He was always most eager to oblige.

The curvy redhead at the other end of the bar smiled at him.

“God bless America,” Wesley sighed.
cheesymice: (Doctor nose Cheesygirl)
I wrote this for [ profile] open_on_sunday's Hate prompt. AtS crossover with Doctor Who. Lilah and the Tenth Doctor, with shades of Wesley.

“The Senior Partners have had their eyes on you for literally eons. You’re a tough guy to catch. Bouncing through time, changing bodies.”

“I told you, I’m not-- ”

“They were particularly impressed with how you disposed of the Family of Blood.” Lilah smiled. “So was I. So much seething rage under that handsome veneer of charm and English eccentricity.” She fingered the scarf at her neck. “Reminds me of someone I once…” The Doctor thought he saw her hand tremble. “…knew.”

“Is that why they sent you? Is my type your specialty?”

“No, Doctor. Your type is my torment.”

cheesymice: (David Tennant shower Cheesygirl)
It's Friday, and here it's dreary and rainy. I love lounging in bed on rainy days, and the only thing that makes that better is having someone to lounge in bed with. Since I'm not at home and I don't have anyone to lounge with (*pout*), I decided to write about pretty, fictional people who can.

And I open a challenge to you, my friends! Write a drabble or ficlet featuring the fandom and pairing of your choice, of rainy day lounging in bed. There can be just lounging about, or smooching, or sexing, or eating ice cream in bed--whatever you want, so long as there's rain and a bed involved--sexiness is strongly encouraged, though! Post a link here, and I'll gather all the links and post them in one post later on. How about we give this a weekend deadline? Sunday or so? Get to writing!

To start y'all off, here's my sexy offering. Jack/Ten, rated R, 100 words.

Passing the time )

cheesymice: (David Tennant lick Cheesygirl)
OMFG. Many of y'all have probably already seen this, but if not, get over to [ profile] nostalgia_lj's Sound of Drums LOLlovestory. Very spoilery spoilers for The Sound of Drums, natch.

In other fannish news, I wrote a silly Buffy drabble over at [ profile] open_on_sunday.


Jun. 11th, 2007 03:30 pm
cheesymice: (Giles sexy librarian Cheesygirl)
I wrote a Silly Thing over at [ profile] open_on_sunday. Giles and Dawn, rated G.
cheesymice: (Wes naughty Cheesygirl)
LJ is being naughty, and so am I. I wrote a bit o' Wes/Angel for [ profile] open_on_sunday's "strike" challenge.
cheesymice: (Spike balls Cheesygirl)
Final one, for [ profile] merry_cat, who's birthday I think it is today? Happy happy, then, if it is! She wanted Buffy/Lorne/Spike. I hope this suffices. I'm in a cynical mood today, so pardon my slight snarkitude in this one. ;P

Happily Ever After?

“You’re kidding. That’s our future together?”

“In all its Technicolor glory. Wedded bliss, cozy cottage for two until baby makes three, maybe four--that could be a dog--it’s a little fuzzy.” Lorne snorted. “Hah! Fuzzy! Dog. Fuzzy...”

Buffy and Spike stared in stunned silence.

“You’d rather have the usual pain and despair?” Lorne frowned.

“Yes! No! But, we have this complicated love-hate thing!” Buffy protested.

“Yeah! Rough, angry sex! Punching and scratching!”

“Nope. Sugar-coated happiness is all I see.”

“No scratching?”

“Well, maybe the dog.” Lorne chuckled.

“And some punching,” he added, after Spike’s fist connected with his jaw.

cheesymice: (David Tennant kilt Cheesygirl)
[ profile] bethynyc asked for Wesley or Giles and Jack. I give you Wesley/Jack kilt pr0n! :D

Cut for smut )

cheesymice: (Bucky facepalm meryddian)
For those who requested drabbles and have not gotten one tonight, I will honor your requests, just probably not tonight as I am home from work and tired and going to bed soon. I got sidetracked doing some research tonight so I didn't get to all of them.

Patience, grasshoppers!
cheesymice: (Doctor banana party Cheesygirl)
[ profile] taffimai asked for Nine/Jack.

Captain of the Innuendo Squad


“Sorry, my hand slipped again.”

The Doctor crawled backwards from beneath the console. He stood and faced the man leaning against it.

“Jack, if you want to touch it, why don’t you just ask?”

Jack shook his head. “It’s more fun when you squirm.”

The Doctor grinned. “Won’t find it there anyway.”

“I’ll just keep looking for it,” Jack reached for him again.

“Stop!” The Doctor yelped as Jack grazed a ticklish spot. He reached inside his jacket and handed Jack the sonic screwdriver.

“This won’t stop me from searching for your zeus plugs too, you know.” Jack winked.

cheesymice: (Dawn squee Cheesygirl)
[ profile] petzipellepingo asked for "Spike/ a television/ Dr. Who (any Doctor) on the telly/ Dawn". Here ya go!

Something For Everyone

Spike peeked around the corner when he heard familiar music drifting from the television.

“Somebody spent too much time with Andrew,” he said to the young woman transfixed to the screen.

Dawn huffed. “Like I’d watch those old geezers and tin foil monsters.”

“There must be something that--” Spike then noticed the tall, slender man fussing over the TARDIS console. Dawn’s wistful expression told him the rest.

“Got the hots for Doc, eh pet?” he teased.

“Spike!” Dawn hissed.

“Maybe he’ll… ooooh. Nice arse,” Spike said as Rose appeared onscreen.

Saturday evening was their TV date night from then on.

cheesymice: (Alexis bored Cheesygirl)
Monday night desk duty. *yawn* Gimme something to do in between getting up to fetch Reserve readings and clear phantom paper jams, m'kay?

I'm willing to drabble! Gimme a fandom (Buffy, Angel or Doctor Who [new or classic]), a character or pairing, and a prompt and I shall do me best.
cheesymice: (Saints Cheesygirl)
I wrote a drabble for the Saints challenge over at [ profile] open_on_sunday

Dru and Spike visit a city I know well and miss so much!


Feb. 5th, 2007 06:27 pm
cheesymice: (Two Cheesygirl)
I wrote Two/Jamie pr0n! I feel so dirty.


It really isn't that pr0nny, actually, as it's barely PG. Just good, clean Doctor/Highlander sex fun.

cheesymice: (Doctor dork 3D Cheesygirl)
I borrowed this idea from [ profile] delicateone's journal:
Write a drabble (100 words exactly) based on your current default icon. No changing it! Just write it as it comes; no beta-reading or mulling over. Any fandom or no fandom at all.

My current default is Dork!David, being the geeky fanboy that we love so much. Lucky duck Sophia Myles loves him too!

Sophia had never seen David so excited about his work. His eyes went wide with wonder every time he walked past a Dalek. He bounced up and down with childish glee when he was allowed a go at the controls. She didn’t really understand his continued fascination with this fantasy world from his childhood, but he was clearly having the time of his life playing Doctor Who. She laughed as he danced around the set in those ridiculous 3-D glasses.

Her laughter caught his attention. “You are such a dork!” she teased good-naturedly. He grinned madly at her in agreement.

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[ profile] bethynyc asked for Wesley/Ten and comfort sex. More sex than comfort, I guess. Refers back to another Wesley/Ten request she made, which resulted in this ficlet. Post-Not Fade Away, rated M.

cut for teh boysmut )
cheesymice: (Alexis young looking down Cheesygirl)
[ profile] way2busymom asked for Wesley making tea with Angel looking on. Rated PG-13, I guess. Hey, I've now written tea pr0n! :D

Angel had watched Wesley make tea countless times. The ritual was performed the same every time, methodically and effortlessly.

Slender fingers opened the tin and carefully measured the tea in rounded spoonfuls before placing them into the teapot. Boiling water from an electric kettle was then poured over the leaves. As the tea steeped, Wesley opened a packet of biscuits and placed several on a small plate, nibbling on one as he fetched his favorite cup.

The elegance and simplicity of Wesley’s movements enthralled Angel. It also made him hard. Only Wesley could make tea and digestives sexy, he mused.


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