WHAT IS TODAY
WHO KNOW WHAT TODAY IS
THAT'S RIGHT KIDS
TODAY IS MY G'S BDAY!!!!!
HAPPY DARN BIRTHDAY YOU BIG G
also...today is wear purple for anti-bullying of gay/lesbian teens.
mhmmmm
but privately in my head i sometimes think its also wear purple for my g because its her birthday
SPEAKING OF MY G I CAN'T WAIT TO SEE HER IN 2 DAYS
ok now some prezzies for my g
first hook yourself up with some icons because you said you wanted some more so i made ya some
they are all isaac. sorry.
g i was gonna make you a wallpaper but idk if your comp is working these days so
also i was gonna hook you up with some pics of the point man but you have prob seen every single one so
g you don't even know how hard it is to come up with prezzies for you
but if there is one thing i know my g likes, it is fic.
so let's just get to the game already.
ok here we go
“Hey Saito,” the whisper whispers.
“What the.” says Saito in fright.
“Hey Saito,” the whisper says again.
“Who goes there? Who goes there? We really want to know. Who goes there? Who goes there? We really want to know. If it is a little elf we really should be going. Who goes there? Who goes there? We really want to know,” Saito sings.
“Hey Saito,” the whisper repeats.
“I’VE HAD JUST ABOUT ENOUGH OF THIS!” Saito screams, throwing his teacup at the wall.
“Down here.”
Saito’s eyes move to the floor and then Saito has this big surprise in him because he realizes it is his carpet that is talking to him.
“Oh my!” Saito cries in shock.
“Hey,” says the carpet. “Wanna get it on?”
“Nah g,” says Saito. He cqc his l because he has never heard of such a ridic request.
“Bum bum bum,” says the carpet.
Then Saito begins to feel this strango wind. It is pulling him toward the carpet! He tries to run but the wind drags him into the carpet like a black hole! The carpet rolls into the tube and sucks him up like a vacuum swallowing up an old cheerio. The sound is delightful like the sound of a straw sucking up that last bit of milkshake.
A loud Asian scream pierces the air.
ok well that was more a fade to black ending because idek
wow its like i asked you to hook me up with another prompt because its your bday but you did not deliver so i had to write you this one all on my own
Arthur is chilling in his room and he's just thinking about his fave man Eames and he's looking at this pic that he has of him and its this one:
And he's stroking those delicious giant lips and then BAM he gets this huge wave of arousal. But he is quite despaired because OF COURSE Eames is in Mombasa. Or is he? Arthur quickly checks the GPS he installed in his man, and yup, he's still in Mombasa. And then he gets even more despaired because thinking of the Global Position System makes him think about how he wants to have GPS (gay passionate sex) with Eames right now!
He is so sexually frustrated right now he just can't. But then...something catches his eye. There... across the room...what IS that glorious item? It's...it's...it's... a snickers bar.
Arthur sprints across the room and snatches it up. Its long shaft reminds him dearly of Eames's dick. He moans with longing.
Arthur slowly unwraps the candy bar. Very slowly. The exposed chocolate sends shivers down his spine straight into his hardening erection.
"Oh...yes..." he groans.
He unbuttons his pants and pulls them down. Then he strokes the snickers bar softly and gives it a lick. But he doesn't bite it. Instead he prepares to shove it into ass like he knows Eames would do if he were here. But wait... Arthur pauses for just a moment. He looks frantically around for something.
"Aha," he murmurs, pulling out a trusty condom. He opens the package and takes it out, sliding it carefully over the snickers bar. "Safety first," he reminds himself.
ok i hope that was enjoyable for you.
gooooos! my g hooked me up with a prompt
LETS DO THIS
wait...small preamble first.
lucky for you i've been watching merlin lately. ohohoho. but unluckily for you i don't support arthur/gwen or lance/gwen. i support
arthur/merlin
and
gwen/morgana
...
ok well with that in mind, NOW LET'S DO THIS
Ariadne is just dancin. Sometimes she even thinks its cooler than homework and today is one of those days. She is really getting her groove on. Mal is also dancing but she is not looking as fine. Except Ariadne thinks everyone is prob watching Mal and not her because Ariadne is just Mal's serving girl/bed buddy.
Little does she know there are two men creeping on her from across the great hall.
One of them is the prince. His name is Arthur and he is looking so fine in his royal prince clothes and his crown. The man next to him is Eames, his newest knight.
"What do you think of Mal?" Arthur asks of his knight.
"Very beautiful, Sire," Eames replies.
"Hmm," says Arthur as if he has never thought about it before. "I suppose she is." But secretly he cannot keep his darn eyes off of Ariadne. "What about...Ariadne?" he inquires casually. At least he hopes he sounds casual. There's nothing weird about asking that, is there? That's what casual people do.
"I have a thing for her," Eames admits.
"Do you?" says Arthur in surprise. "Well then..." he doesn't quite know what to say to that. "Cobb!" he yells, calling over his manservent/sex slave.
"Yes...Sire?" Cobb says, running across the party to meet them.
"We need a second opinion," Arthur tells him. "Who is more beautiful: Ariadne or Mal?"
"Mal," Cobb reports immediately.
"What the." Arthur and Eames say at exactly the same time.
"You're dismissed," Arthur says to Cobb. "Go polish my saddle or something."
Cobb whines and bitches at him, but eventually runs off and Arthur smacks him on the ass as he leaves.
Arthur looks over and a panic begins to rise in him because Mal is dancing her way over here.
"Whatchoo doing?" she asks.
"Just chilling," Arthur replies irately.
"You wanna dance with me?" she asks.
"Um..." says Arthur. How can he tell her the truth, that he prefers Ariadne? He is a prince, and princes don't dance with servants.
"No," Eames answers for him.
"Why not?" Mal pouts.
"Because..." says Eames slowly. "Because...he's busy!" And with that Eames grabs Arthur and kisses him so forcefully that they almost fall over.
From across the room Ariadne comes to a halt mid-dance move. She sees a sight that she quite likes and it is called Prince Arthur and Sir Eames making out. She thinks she might have to go for a threesome with them later...
THERE! THREE FICS! HA!
HAPPY BIRTHDAY G
k for my fic you can just write the one we were talking about earlier.
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