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I don't believe you! I think you should write one to back up that assertion. ;)

I really wish I could, but I've never been good at writing. I'll leave it to you talented foks. :shy:

I suspect you are underselling yourself.

 

Try writing something that sounds a bit salacious and intriguing, but with an innocent explanation.

 

You can't go far wrong with that.

This girl's just not good at it, but who knows, maybe after catching up on some fan-fics, tonight I can get some inspiration and courage to write something. I won't post it, but it's a start. :mosking:

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Title: Wild

Word count: 100

Summary: On the car ride home

 

Sure, she’s fooled everyone that she’s some Big Sexual Diva—and she didn’t buy Gerard for nothing—but inside, she’s still that last girl in class to get a training bra.  The late bloomer.  And most days, she’s okay with waiting.

 

Even so, sometimes...

 

The shampoo his barber uses, the cut of his pants, the way the light hits his eyes in the park...make it tough. Last Date Night, he kissed her so hard, he lost his balance a little and they collapsed into the door...

 

It drives her so wild she doesn't know how much longer she can last.

 

I love this so much!!!! :giveheart:

 

Here's another one I did for Tumblr, my favorite prompt so far!   :wub:

 

anonymous asked: Amy takes Sheldon home after he gets his wisdom teeth pulled. Sheldon is a little loopy from the medication. You can take it whatever direction you like.

 

"I am a scientist."

 

"I know you are, sweetie." Amy fluffs the pillow behind Sheldon’s head.

 

"I have five advanced degrees in various fields."

 

"I know you do, sweetie." She sweeps the hair out of his eyes.

 

"Then why can’t I feel my face?" Sheldon pokes at it to demonstrate.

 

"Stop, don’t do that," Amy says, grabbing his hands and pulling them away. "You’re going to bruise."

 

"But I can’t feel anything," Sheldon whines. "Look." He grabs the back of Amy’s neck and pulls her mouth down onto his. "Okay," he mumbles into her lips. "I lied. I felt that."

 

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After reading all the ones here, I decided to give it a try... I loved this idea, and how cool these short stories can be.

 

Never again

 

He waited all day. She texted him she was stuck at work.

But he had to see her, maybe he could visit her lab.

 

She heard the knock and knew exactly why he was there. But could he have missed her?

There he was.

"We skipped something important last night."

Hands on hips, bodies touching, his lips against hers. Amy sensed a difference, though.

He broke the kiss, not letting her go.

"Never again."

"Kissing?"

"Virtual date night. I can't kiss you through Skype."

"Oh! Ok."

Before closing the door, he popped his head inside.

"And Amy? I missed you."

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These fics might be my new favorite thing. So short, they are like a little pick me up during the day. :)

 

Exactly! And they're so easy to do, so we can have them endlessly.  :icon_cheesygrin:  (Which is so much better than waiting weeks for a fic to update, that's always the worrrsssstttttt.)

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How about the other way round? I would also love to read something innocent sounding with a salacious explanation;-)

 

Yep, that too.  :icon_biggrin:

 

I really wish I could, but I've never been good at writing. I'll leave it to you talented foks.  :shy:

 

 

Flattery will get you everywhere.  :icon_wink:

 

 

maybe after catching up on some fan-fics, tonight I can get some inspiration and courage to write something. I won't post it, but it's a start. :mosking:

 

You could PM it to somebody, to take a look, and see what they think.

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"Amy."

 

"Mmh?"

 

"I love your long shiny hair."

 

"Mmh."

 

"It's so soft and silky."

 

"Mh-hm."

 

"But..."

 

"Mmh?"

 

"Could you move it aside, please?"

 

"Mmh?"

 

"I'd like to... enjoy the view..."

 

"Mmmmh."

 

"Oh yes, so much better..."

 

"Mh-hmmm."

 

"If you keep up that humming... this will be over really soon..."

 

"Mmmmmmmh..."

 

A/N: Only 50 words instead of 100, I hope it's ok though.

Well, that's my idea of sounding innocent but being salacious...

This is what came to my mind on my way to work today...

and yes, they're doing excactly what you think... I can't help it;-)

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Just a note, please try to keep stories spoiler free so that everyone can enjoy them! If you write something about an upcoming episode, that's really awesome! But if we could try to either post on another site and link to it here (with a spoiler warning, so people can choose if they want to click or not) or just wait until the episode airs to post it, that would be awesome for all the spoiler-free people who like to read these. :)

 

Here's one I wrote today for the prompt, "Sheldon asking Amy on a date, the first one!" (It is 100 words, I swear, haha.)

 

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Just a note, please try to keep stories spoiler free so that everyone can enjoy them! If you write something about an upcoming episode, that's really awesome! But if we could try to either post on another site and link to it here (with a spoiler warning, so people can choose if they want to click or not) or just wait until the episode airs to post it, that would be awesome for all the spoiler-free people who like to read these. :)

Here's one I wrote today for the prompt, "Sheldon asking Amy on a date, the first one!" (It is 100 words, I swear, haha.)

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Very cute!

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I have never written any kind of fanfiction before. I don't like to write. I come up with a lot of prompts and give them to people. I was going to give this one to someone, but the idea was too specific in my head to have someone else write it. I hope at least two people enjoy it, the first being me. :)

 

 

 

 

“Today’s the day. We finally get to meet our son”

 

“Sheldon how many times do I have to tell you, just because you are always on time doesn’t mean I’m going into labor today”

 

“Fifty percent of his genes come from me, so he will be on time. Today is his due date, he will arrive”

 

“Sheldon this is ridiculous, I’m going to take a shower”

 

“Better make it a quick one, we will be leaving for the hospital soon”

 

“For the last time, I may not go into - ahhh labor, damn”

 

“Yep, time to go, right on schedule”

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"In a world where Mars was colonized, what would the most important occupation be on the red planet?"

 

"Biologist"

 

"Defend"

 

"Mars would need a sustainable population that could supply all critical professions such as physicians, farmers, engineers etc.  To attain the required population to sustain a successful colony, one would need a biologist versed in the science of reproduction, the human genome and gene diversity."

 

"Correct.  But human reproduction is only successful during certain times of the month, and has many factors that must go correctly for success. It requires rigorous testing"

 

"Testing?"

 

"Rigorous testing."   Sheldon closed the bedroom door.

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Okay, so this is an excerpt from a fic I'm kind of stalled on, but still wanting to finish.  I have a lot of decisions to make about it, and this scene may or may not be in the final version.

 

Anyway, it's over 100 words, but I couldn't decide on any words to cut just now:

 

He’d squeezed her breast, but oh, how she’d wanted him to continue, to do more, to be the one to demand more.  She touched her right breast through the fabric of her nightgown, mimicking his tentative movements.  She sighed deeply and went to her nightstand, retrieving the electric toothbrush she had nicknamed “Gerard”.

 

She got into bed and pushed her nightgown and underwear out of the way, first touching herself with her own hand, then applying “Gerard” in her practiced way.  Once she had had to think of some imaginary man stimulating her in this manner, but now she pictured Sheldon, wondering what his hand would feel like, what his body would look like.

 

She shuddered through her climax, crying out his name.  But as she put the toothbrush away and straightened her clothing, she flung her arm over her eyes and wept.

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