The Humanist

Title: Hungry Like a Wolf
Author: cordy69
Pairing: Sheriff Stilinsky/Scott Mc Call
Rating: PG
Word Prompt: Hungry
Word Count: 100
Time Period: In the beginning...




The animal wants to rule and at first I let it be. The mind decided to get our body in control while the beastie sleeps.

But I need again to let it free and run in the deep cover of the forest as in the hidden recess of my mind. Ending up caught in a web of deceit, on the burning path of our suspicious Sheriff. He’d promised a major spanking to his son, Stiles, I’m fairly sure I’d then get one too.

That leather belt had become quite the vile contender to become number one on my shit list.


The End.

Part of the Ten Table Prompt

Title: Stressed Again
Author: cordy69
Pairing: Harvey/mike
Rating: PG-13
Word Prompt: Stressed
Word Count: 100
Time Period: About anytime really, cause that show brews conflicts up the wazoo... Could follow this story of mine written earlier this year: Risky Business.



Another fight with Rachel, with Louis, with Jessica and Mike couldn’t take it anymore; he couldn’t wait for the end of the day to rely on Harvey’s personal brand of help to decompress.

Almost certain he wouldn’t be able to seat comfortably the next day, he dug his behind on the leather chair in the empty office, relishing the luxury before the special fire only Harvey can ignite makes him forget about his worries, his mistakes, his stress and the pleasures of parking himself on any horizontal surface anytime soon.

Spankings sucked and Harvey’s more than he cared to acknowledge.


The End.

Part of the Ten Table Prompt.

Title: Professor Sidell, my Ass
Author: cordy69
Pairing: Gunn/fred
Rating: PG-13
Prompt Word: Anger
Word Count: 100
Time Period: Gunn finally understand that Wesley helped Fred send her old professor to the Pylea dimension, and he is not happy about it... Based on season 4 episode 7 called Apocalypse, Nowish.





Gunn was pissed! He had done everything he could for Fred and her desire for vengeance. And his best certainly hadn’t been good enough because the English certainly looked smug in the foyer, having provided her with a mean to the end, no matter the cost to each of their souls.

He could feel his anger rise and if she had been his sister, Gunn was certain that if he could have his way, Fred would be on his lap getting her ass paddled. Not that a spanking will entirely diminish his anger but at least he’d feel somehow vindicated...


The End.

Part of the Ten Table Prompt

Title: Can't BelieveThis!
Author: cordy69
Pairing: Dean with Lisa by Ben
Rating: PG-15
Word:100
Prompt Word: Confused
Time Period: During the year Dean is spending with Lisa and Ben, things happen...




I heard the slaps and at first I just couldn’t figure out what the sound was. I was keen on fighting a new monster, now that Dean lived with us, so I grabbed my baseball bat and tiptoed in the hall trying to figure out where the sound was coming from.

I zeroed in on their bedroom! With my ear to the door I heard more slaps and some muffled groans. The sound hard to distinguish made it difficult to determine if the situation required my intervention. Intent, I listened and wondered if someone was getting spanked… Crazy, isn’t it?


The End.


Part of the Ten Table Prompt

Title: So Happy Together
Author: cordy69
Pairing: Lindsey/darla
Rating: PG
Time Period: Lindsey develop a friendship with Darla and a crush before realizing how infatuated she still is with Angel in Season 2 of AtS.
Prompt Word: Happy
Word: 100




Day and Night, I imagine us, happy together.
I just need you to ease my mind and tell me we belong together.
When by my side my blues is gone, my skies are cloudless
… and my heart reminds me of how happy we can be together.
The games we played last night, and the kisses we shared,
The bondage play and even the spanking fun,
They clearly show me we are meant to be together…
I know your mind is full of him, of memories built with another
I beg you to see our true path to happiness. Together.


The end.



Couldn't stop singing the song, I figured out taking some liberty with it for the glory of fiction will help and lo and behold it did :)

Part of the Ten Table Prompt

Title: Following the Leader
Fandom: The X-Files
Pairing: Mulder/Kryceck
Rating: All ages
Implement: Ruler
Link: created for spanking_world for their first drabblefest




( Following the Leader... )



Thanks for reading

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As Part of the 2013 bdsm_fandom 4-sentence drabble-a-thon, one my prompt was filled :-) Thanks Selena ♥

cordy69

Title: Home Sweet Home
Author: Cordy69
Words: 124
For the AO 2013 Drabble-a-thon: Inspired by Ats – Lonely Hearts (week 1)
Crossposted at AO forum


It's reassuring to see a girl live like Cordelia... All my life, I've sucked at becoming the perfect guest at my girls’ places or be the perfect host in the holes I called home.
And here she is, a real stiffener, a walking wet dream matching my love for domestic chores and not even ashamed of admonishing me. Yes the maid took the day off alright, and I just feel so free to invite one at my own place... Honestly it can't be worse than here!

Of course, why bother going home when maybe, with some help from the brooding vampire there maybe I can get the girl sleeping at my side... Yes, that’s even less work! Hey! Of course I can dream!!!!



The End.

Title: HOW TO COME TO POWER, IN SHORT, EASY STEPS

I did not become Captain of the Firefly for power. Nope, I took the job because I was lazy. Yep, and not even ashamed of it.

That is the one job I can have without having a weenie, pansy ass telling me what to do, when to do it and how to do it.

Okay, that wasn’t about my laziness but about the hard time I have accepting to take orders. Still, it takes the edge off receiving orders... The heck it does!

So, yes, the next pleasure out of my riff-raff life is the knowledge that I can sleep on my deck, refuse a shipment, eat out of cans and play cards with the locals.

Today, I’m testing some waters… a hidden cove, a lush girl, and no worries in sight! Yes, a bit of laziness, as I said.

Well, that’s my definition of power, individual power, lasting power; to me, anyway.

The End.


Notes:
Part of the whedonverse and beyond springtime ficlet (started by wereleopard), inspired by those prompts:
Word prompt: POWER
Photo prompt: FOREST WATERFALL
Originally posted here: http://www.whedonverseandbeyond.net/forum/showthread.php?p=83118#post83118
Crossposted at AO3: http://archiveofourown.org/works/610880

For the Spring 2011 Story Tree at Whedonverse and Beyond

Title: Frenchied…
Author: Pat
Character(s)/Pairing: Dean Winchester (Supernatural Season 6 after The French Mistake)
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 192
First Word: Jensen
Last Word: Harder
Summary: Dean has a hard time working the alternate reality presented to him by the side trip in the lives of his alter-ego.



Jensen!

Dean woke in cold sweats, taking a minute to set his bearings right. Sam was still asleep in the bed next to his; his knife was safely under his pillow, the salt lines are undisturbed along the window sill and the door. The eldest Winchester was still wandering what awoke him, and then the name again, a whisper in his muddled brain. Jensen.

He finally remembered the trip to Vancouver, the discovery of that alternate life in which Sam is an estranged friend, Ruby his wife, Castiel an actor. And their names… What the heck? What kind of name is Padalecki anyway?

Dean hates this other world, a world in which everything is askew, everything he has known a joke. Dean envies this Jensen. In his world, he could have cultivated a friendship and a different kind of love for his brother, that Jared.

He thought he had seen it all, Hell and Heaven, sorrow and joy but never would he have imagined a world in which his brother is an “other”, an entity living a separate life, becoming a sudden object of interest.

Could his life have sucked any harder?


The End.

Title: A Wolf in Sheep Clothing
Author: Pat
Fandom: Supernatural
Rating: PG
Word Count: 230
Characters/Pairing: John Winchester
Summary: set pre-series
First Word: Town
Last Word: Give

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Part of the Spring 2011 Story Tree at Whedonverse and Beyond

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( A Wolf... )

This is an old drabble inspired by a photo posted by Angelus2hot at Whdeonverseandbeyond forum.

Inspired by the first photo showing Wesley holding Angel




Finding one's true self
by Pat

Thanks for the challenge (found here:http://www.whedonverseandbeyond.net/forum/showthread.php?t=3030), it was cool.



I've never touched anyone. No one ever touched me.

Wes was hyper suddenly. he did not know what to do with his hands, his feet, his mind. Pretty girls were talking to him, noticing him. And that was bad enough. he was the source of so much ridicule in Sunnydale he wasn't sure he could take it here, now that he has a new chance.

Who knows? maybe he can still shine for Cordelia? She is the prettiest of them all. A body to damn him, a smile that kills, a spirit that uplift him, she just was it for him.

How can he appear smart enough, strong enough, good enough to her? Oh yes, he needs to get closer to the dork next to him. That's what she calls him. I don't really see the dork, I see a man secure of his manhood, knowing his purpose. I see in him the man I want to be.

He is letting me touch him. Heck he seems as lost as I am. Shouldn't he be better at social encounters. he was actually hanging out with young folks, I was just hanging out with dusty books...

Tonight, we are pals. United. Brothers in arms shinning for Cordy. She cannot be ashamed of us, can't she?


The end.

For the summer contest found at Whedonverse and Beyond:
www.whedonverseandbeyond.net/forum/showthread.php

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Expression: I wouldn’t set the sun at night ‘till everyone was treated right.
Mood prompt: Betrayed
Word prompt: Reflections


Broken, by Pat
Supernatural, Sam PoV, PG-15 for language


For two days it’s been Bobby and me, mopping around his shack. Seeing Dean being torn apart, alive, kicking and screaming was obviously too much for me. When I came back to myself, Bobby was there, tears running unchecked on his burly face, I was shocked and unresponsive. I still am. My big brother, my protector, my confident, my best friend, the closest person I have ever been to is not by me anymore. His grin that I thought was immortalized in my brain was replaced by the painful expression frozen in that last moment. Can I even ever listen to classic rock again? Gee all my musical education has to be shoved down a drain; from now on it ought to be NPR radio all the time. I cry; Again. There were tears left to be shed?

It’s always in times like those that the worse memories come to plague my conscious moments. Dean giving me the Christmas present from hell: a Barbie; my sibling checking my homework; Dean giving me my first wedgies; Dean teaching me to drive the Impala. Good and bad moments, all cherished, all lost forever as the only person I could share them with is gone, left me to face the world, alone.

I knew it could happen, I prepared for it, I just can’t live through the absence! Fuck the world, why brings us in it? To fight? There isn’t enough fodder out there?

I remember so well his dibs, he was so sure I was the good brother, the one that cared about the world, the innocents. I just wanted to understand what it was that dad was disappearing for, I wanted to know how much of a risk Dean was taking, I wanted to kill whatever took mom out before I had a chance to grow-up with her. Caring for the world came later, in my teens, only after I assured myself that we were all equipped, mentally and physically, to deal with the various hunts. I even had the misguided impression that what we did would change the world that I could make sure that everyone was always treated right, was safer if not happier at the end of a gig.

Dean would usually get the girl and I would scoff. Today I am reeling. Where were any of these people we saved? For years, we sacrificed, hurt, and had no lives for people that simply were in the wrong place at the wrong time or made the wrong decisions. None was there for us. None picked up for dad, none offered to help Dean, and none stood by me.

I hate them all! They can all rot in hell for all I care. The world is not a safe place, it’s not a caring place and I refuse to carry its weight.

I want my brother back… I don’t want to be nice to people, to reassure them, to defend them. I want to be reassured, protected, happy and it can never happen again.


The End (words: 504)