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Post by Levelord on Feb 9, 2006 10:36:16 GMT -5
Darn, I wish I knew how to write really cool fanfics  |
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Post by Ashley Benlove on Feb 9, 2006 17:00:18 GMT -5
Aw, poor levelordy.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 9, 2006 17:05:24 GMT -5
Daaang, only 5 days left... If I can actually get mine done, it's gonna be at the last minute. Didn't realize the time was coming up so quickly, I was far too busy trying to get caught up on my latest chapter of Everlasting Love II. I'm gonna have to devote the rest of my week to this one if I want to get it done in time. Wish me luck...
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Post by Ashley Benlove on Feb 9, 2006 17:22:50 GMT -5
Good luck.
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Post by taechunsa on Feb 9, 2006 17:29:03 GMT -5
OH boy, had a great idea for a Valentine story with chocolate in it. BUT, when I thought about it, I would have to rate it T or more. " GASP, THE Cap write something naughty?" OH, it's good. I still write it just not post here. I've got another idea. Just hope I have time to get it together. If you can get it in at T that is acceptable. |
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Post by Ashley Benlove on Feb 9, 2006 17:40:12 GMT -5
That should be nice to see.
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Post by Sorsha on Feb 9, 2006 19:35:32 GMT -5
Perfection
By Drakken's Woman
Rated: G
Perfection. Sometimes I think that nobody really knows all that much about it. Supposedly it’s impossible to achieve, and most people hate anyone who tries. You’re supposed to just let it go, just live and not worry about every little detail fitting in so perfectly. Because that would be perfect.
It would be nice, I admit, if anyone realized perfection was impossible. It would be nice if I could admit that much. I know I walk that fraying balance rope between popularity and the subject of hate—some circles detest me, and frankly, I’m fine with that. Who cares?
Sometimes I have what I need. No, scratch that—most of the time I have what I need. I’m Bonnie Rockwaller! Cheerleader. Once captain—should be captain again. Was once for a two weeks, gave it up. Apparently it doesn’t take the title of captain to obtain perfection. But under the surface, I am the captain—the girls know that, even Miss Kim I’m-so-Wonderful Possible knows that. I keep it at that, and I try not to bring it up at home. Who needs captain? I have excellent grades, an excellent status at school, a boyfriend whenever I want, and a few sparks on the side.
Three boys sent me boxes of chocolates this Valentine’s in fact. Three. That’s one more boy than last year, even though Brick did give me five.
I think it’s ironic that perfect girls are supposed to have chocolate when they are supposed to stay stick thin. So what am I supposed to do to avoid hurting a guy’s feelings? Dump twenty pounds of chocolate down my throat?
Sometimes I don’t think anyone understands just how hard it is to be perfect. When you reach perfection, you have to stay there.
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Post by Sorsha on Feb 9, 2006 19:35:52 GMT -5
I know that's short... it's just a blurb I have wanted to write for sometime.
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Post by Ashley Benlove on Feb 9, 2006 19:38:06 GMT -5
I think it's nice. I wouldn't have expected it because Bonnie doesn't seem too philosophical like
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Post by zaratan on Feb 9, 2006 21:45:56 GMT -5
I think you captured Bonnie exceedingly well there. Nicely done! The Bonnie-phile applauds you!
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Post by Aers (That Writer Chick) on Feb 9, 2006 22:05:35 GMT -5
nice little insight into a lesser character - well done and excellently written! two fat dragon claws up!  |
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Post by bigmike (aka:whitem) on Feb 9, 2006 23:52:01 GMT -5
I have written a somewhat short story that would be good for this contest. How do I submit it?
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Post by surforst on Feb 10, 2006 1:49:38 GMT -5
I have written a somewhat short story that would be good for this contest. How do I submit it? Just post it on here following the guidelines. Title Author Rating Text of story Just make sure it's rating approved ;D |
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Post by bigmike (aka:whitem) on Feb 10, 2006 3:36:54 GMT -5
Like a cut/copy and paste? Then put it here like a regular post?
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Post by surforst on Feb 10, 2006 3:59:55 GMT -5
Like a cut/copy and paste? Then put it here like a regular post? Bingo ;D |
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Post by bigmike (aka:whitem) on Feb 10, 2006 4:16:52 GMT -5
Here is my entry for the February contest. Oh, BTW, I go by a different pen name on the FF site. Let’s see if anyone can guess who I am by my writing style. It might be kind of hard, I tend to change my style a bit… Sorry, no hints… Here goes… Disclaimer: I don’t own any of the characters involved in the following…
Five Words
By: bigmike
Rated: PG13
Five words. That’s all it takes. Five words posed as a question. The answer received after asking this question could mean life or death to some people. Some figuratively, others, literally.
For Drakken, he felt it was the latter. He had never done anything like this before. He had never asked anyone this question before. Yet here he was standing in front of the one woman he had spent the last few years with, and he had never really thought of her in a romantic kind of way. At least until recently.
He had gone out and bought one of those heart-shaped boxes of chocolate, and he gave it his own little special touch. Something he thought that she would like
So here he was, holding out this red heart-shaped box with a green and black ribbon wrapped around it, and he had asked that five-word question. The question? “Would you be my Valentine?” The person he asked it of? Shego.
Shego stood there, stunned. And I don’t mean stunned, as in mildly, I mean jaw dropping, eyes bugging, can’t make a sound, stunned. She had never thought of Drakken in a romantic way. Not ever. Well, if you count the Moodulator incident, but that doesn’t count.
This blue-skinned man was actually looking kinda cute as he stood there, shuffling his feet nervously. It looked as if he was left sort of… hanging, as it were. He was still holding the box of Valentine chocolates out, expecting her to take it.
Should I say yes? The striking green skinned woman thought in her head as she reeled her jaw up off the floor. Still she stood there, saying nothing. The question still hung in the air like the previously mentioned red box with a green and black bow.
She’s not saying anything. Drakken thought. Had he gone too far? Had he pressed her buttons one too many times? But she does look cute when she’s confused. In an attempt to get her to respond, Drakken slightly raised the box a bit, and gave it a little shake.
darn! I hate it when he does this! Shego thought to herself. He doesn’t just let things go. Ever. She still stood there, saying nothing, and she actually began to shuffle her own feet, as she searched for the right answer to his question.
“I… ummm, ahhh…” Shego broke the silence, but not as eloquently as she had hoped. Why am I so nervous about this?
She hesitantly reached out to the box, and then retracted her hand. She reached out again, this time, she touched it, and again, she retracted her hand.
Is she going to take it? Drakken thought, then she had pulled her hand back. Crap…Wait…
Shego reached out a third time, and this time her hand grabbed the box. Before she could stop herself, she then reached out her other hand, and grabbed the box AND his hand.
Drakken responded. “Ohh…”
Shego then pulled the Valentine chocolates and Drakken towards herself. She angled her hand that held his and the box so that the box was parallel to their bodies. She took her other hand, and placed it behind his head, underneath his ponytail.
“Ummm… Shego?” Drakken was caught by surprise at her actions.
“Shhh… Don’t say… anything, Drew.” Shego then raised her head to his, slightly opened her lips, tilted her head to one side, and kissed Dr. Drakken on the mouth. If Drakken was nervous before, it was much worse now.
She’s kissing me? Shego’s kissing me! I would have never thought that a box of chocolates could… whoa! Is that her tongue? The shock finally wore off, and Drakken then began to return her kiss.
Letting go of the box of chocolates, he placed his hand on the small of her back, and pulled her in closer as he began to tongue wrestle. The box of chocolates was pressed between their bodies, but neither of them even seemed to notice.
Shego raised a leg, and pressed her body into Drakken even harder as each tried to gain dominance in the war of tongues. Drakken placed both of his hands on her shoulders, and pressed her body into him as he rubbed her shoulder blades. This elicited a very pleasurable moan from her.
As the two continued mashing lips, their hands began to wander. Shego’s hands moved down and grabbed Drakken’s butt, and squeezed hard. He flinched a bit, but then he responded in kind. As his hands cupped her shapely bottom he couldn’t help but think how firm she was, yet how perfectly shaped her butt was.
The box of chocolates started to crush between the two bodies as they pressed into each other harder, and harder. Finally, after about five minutes of heavy, heavy kissing and groping, the two separated lips. A bit of saliva stretched between two sets of lips as each exclaimed in unison, “Whoa…”
Drakken looked down at Shego, her eyes half closed as if in some sort of nirvana enhanced state. After wiping off his mouth, he spoke in a little more than a whisper. “You never answered my question.”
“Huh…? Oh, sorry. I guess that means Yes.”
“So what do we do now?” Drakken asked, with a bit of lust in his eyes.
“Wellll… we could, go to your room?” Shego could not believe she had just said that! Did Drakken put another Moodulator on her? Instinctively she reached behind her neck, and checked all around. Nothing there.
Wow. I never knew. Shego thought to herself. The two separated, and the crushed box of Valentine chocolates fell to the floor. Originally it had been about an inch and a half thick, but now it was mashed to about a quarter inch. The green and black ribbon lay loosely wrapped around the crushed box. Neither of them noticed it fall, as both were lost in each others eyes.
Drakken led Shego to his room, closed the door, and locked it.
After much noise, and a few interesting phrases that should never be heard by mortal ears, the two came out of the room about 20 minutes later. Shego was fixing her collar, and Drakken was buttoning up his coat as they walked out, and there stood one of the synthoclones that Drakken had guarding the front door of the Lair.
“What are you doing standing there?” Drakken asked.
“I thought I heard something, and had come to investigate. Are either of you in trouble?” The voice spoke without any emotion.
“No… were fine. Right Shego?”
“Oh, y… yeah. Fine.” She gave a little smile as she unconsciously pulled her body suit around her body tighter, giving Drakken a nice view of her butt as it rode up a bit.
“OK then, I’ll go back to my duties.” The synthodrone replied.
The two went into the kitchen and each of them poured a cup of coffee. “Would you like a little kick in your coffee this time Dr. D-lightful?” Shego gave a sly little smile as she pulled a bottle of Kaluha out of the cabinet that held all different kinds of liquor.
“Why yes I would. She go-go boots.”
The two relaxed in the kitchen drinking their Kaluha and coffee for about 30 minutes. They just sat there looking at each other in wonder. Neither of them had ever seen such a rabid passion for sex in anyone else.
Finally Drakken stood up, pushing his chair out from behind him with the back of his knees, causing the legs to squeak on the stone floor. “Well, I best be working on my next Dooms-day machine.”
“And I suppose I better go workout and keep my strength up for kicking some Princess butt later.” Shego responded.
The two went off to their respective duties, but Shego’s path led her past the crushed box of Valentine chocolates. She leaned over, picked it up, and went to her bedroom. She placed the crushed box on her dresser, standing it up, and balancing it on its tip. She had to place a couple bottles of perfume on each side to keep it from falling over.
Shego took a breath, and let it out. Her heart felt… full. Like this Valentine box full of chocolates, her heart felt full. She never took a single chocolate out of that box, for fear of taking out a piece of her heart.
The end…
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Post by bigmike (aka:whitem) on Feb 10, 2006 5:01:10 GMT -5
Like an idiot, I post mine, THEN I go back and read what others have submitted. Gorchi! My little bit here probably doesn't stand a ghost of a chance against the others, but oh well. |
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Post by Ashley Benlove on Feb 10, 2006 8:43:15 GMT -5
Aw.
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Post by zaratan on Feb 10, 2006 8:46:47 GMT -5
Oh, I don't know. I thought that last time and... well... I didn't, but that doesn't mean you don't try. Besides, there are a lot of Drakken girls here, and you let him get some. That's going to count for a lot!
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Post by Ashley Benlove on Feb 10, 2006 9:02:47 GMT -5
Amen to that. I'm not a Drakken girl, but... there are some who are.
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