Six Sentence Sunday 8-22-2021 (the WTF edition)

Thank you so much for the tags @bebepac and @queenrileyrose! 

Going through the WIPs library, I see I do have even more stuff bubbling and brewing. As usual, everything is in a state of draft and finished product may vary slightly. No guarantee on production date, but you know it’s (eventually) coming. 

Tagging some peeps before you go beneath the cut to see what’s cooking: @sirbeepsalot​, @ao719, @twinkleallnight​, @thegreentwin​, @sincerelyella​ @bbrandy2002​, and (if you’re ready), @janezillow​.

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Playing House (#WackyDrabble #88)

This story is my submission for this week’s #WackyDrabble; the prompt is: I meant every word and will appear in bold.

#WackyDrabbles is a creative exercise originally started by @emceesynonymroll and now continued by @wackydrabbles.

A/N: Riley agreeing to be Liam’s mistress should Tariq never be found is not a new storyline; it has been done by several authors, including @ao719, @zaffrenotes, and @jessiembruno. I am exploring the mistress route within this story, and I am hopeful that while it’s an idea/plot already present in the fandom, my perspective and very slight twists will make this story unique.

THANK YOU to everyone who looked this over (ALL.OF.YOU!) and assured me it was a decent read. I hope all who read this enjoy it as much as I enjoyed writing it. Please excuse any typos, missing/extraneous words, and/or grammatical errors.

All characters belong to Pixelberry

Song Inspiration: The Other Woman, Nina Simone: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jcCrOf-rjA0

Song lyrics are from the song inspiration and belong to their respective owner(s). 

Word Count: 2,000

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The Greatest Mistake

This (somewhat late … but let’s use PDT time zone where it is still January 30) birthday fic is for my dear friend @bebepac​! Girlfriend, I have no idea what to say here because we say it all in chat, all day every day. You know I love you, we talk about the things (good, bad, and ugly), and we carry each other through the hard days.

And in less than a week, I will literally be right down the road from you! #crackerbarrel

I hope (fingers crossed) that you (and all who read this) enjoy the story. (I wrote it in between Day 1 of packing) My smut is rusty, so I also hope you are understanding when it comes to those parts.

THANK YOU to all my pre-readers: @hopefulmoonobject, @jessiembruno​, @ao719​, and @burnsoslow​.

Please excuse any typos, missing/extraneous words, and/or grammatical errors.

Only Liam, Riley, and Drake belong to Pixelberry.

Song Inspiration: Dangerous Woman, Ariana Grande: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9WbCfHutDSE

Word Count: 2,358

Parts of this post are NSFW

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Object of Affection, Chapter 8--Messy

At long last, I present you with Chapter 8 … It’s a Christmas miracle!

Accusations and confrontations follow the coitus interruptus. I hope you enjoy reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it. Please excuse any typos, missing/extraneous words, and/or grammatical errors.

If you need to catch up, do so here!

Huge THANK YOU to @ao719​ for the late night pre-read!

All characters belong to Pixelberry.

Song Inspiration: It’sNotOver, CHLOBOCOP: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fO6BsVBznkU

Word Count: 4,952 (I have been a little wordy lately … hopefully it holds your attention)

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The Life We Lived--Pretty Houses (#WackyDrabble #73)

This fic is my submission for #WackyDrabbles. This creative exercise was started by @emceesynonymroll and is continued by @wackydrabbles. This week’s prompt is Why did you do it? and will appear in bold.

It’s a continuation of The Life We Lived, a story of Isabella and Bradshaw’s marriage in a modern-day AU which ends with Isabella accused of murdering her husband.

I hope all who read enjoy this story as much as I enjoyed writing it. Please excuse any typos, missing/extraneous words,  and/or grammatical errors.

There was no pre-read and no beta. I own my errors.

All characters belong to Pixelberry.

Song Inspiration: Little Boxes, Malvina Reynolds: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yZnx-VbQ2bk

Word Count: 1,998

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Tactile

I am participating in the #choicesdecemberchallenge and this fic is for Day 16: Touch. I wasn’t sure who/what to write; I had a thought bubbling in my brain which has now become my Day 25 submission.  

Instead, I am giving you a Discontent AU Christmas. This takes place after Riley moves into a separate bedroom, but before Nina. It’s not fluffy or sweet.

I’m a grinch.

I can’t go any further without a huge shoutout to @ramseyandrys for organizing this month’s challenge and offering up such thoughtful prompts. I am going to try to fit two more Christmas fics in via the challenge, but it’s me.

I’m just gonna pray for a Christmas miracle.

I hope all who read this story enjoy it as much as I enjoyed writing it. Please excuse any typos, missing/extraneous words, and/or grammatical errors.

Thank you to @ao719, @hopefulmoonobject, and @sirbeepsalot for pre-reading in whole, and @bbrandy2002 and @bebepac for pre-reading in part.

All characters belong to Pixelberry.

Song Inspiration: White Christmas, Crystal Theory: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QBDSMsIpWtM

Word Count:  2,745

Warnings: Discussion of infertility; alcoholism

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Keep You Safe (Happy Birthday, Hopeful!)

This fic is for my birthday twin, @hopefulmoonobject! Love, you have been nothing but a supportive, encouraging, and helpful friend to me since I first joined the fandom. AND bonus points for not only waiting for me when I was (super) late for our lunch meetup, but also making me NOT go into the office on my day off.

Nesha, thank you so much for your friendship, always checking on me, and just being so amazingly awesome and thoughtful. This story is just a small token of my love for you, and I hope you enjoy it!

I am using Hopeful’s OTP from her Atelophobia series; hopefully I do them justice! This fic is a standalone and while inspiration is drawn from her series in progress, it is not a part of it unless Nesha wants it to be.

This is my interpretation of a possible moment between Liam and Zira, immediately following Liam’s Coronation Night announcement.

A HUGE thank you to @burnsoslow​ for beta!

Liam belongs to Pixelberry, Zira belongs to Nesha.

Song Inspiration: SAFE, Regina Price: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TbKiCam-li4

Word Count: 1,493

Parts of this post are slightly NSFW

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elpída: part iii

Book: The Royal Heir, Future Rating/Warnings: PG (language) / Character death(s) will be mentioned Author’s Note: * All main characters belong to Pixelberry, I’m just borrowing them * OCs are my creation * Set roughly 20 years into the future of the TRH timeline. I was inspired to write this miniseries based on an ad I saw last November. This does not follow the full TRH timeline from the book. * elpída is the Greek word for “hope” *  Word Count: +/- 1800

Perma & TRR/TRH Taglist: @ao719 @annekebbphotography @blackcatkita @brightpinkpeppercorn @desireepow-1986 @gibbles82 @innerpostmentality @loveellamae @smalltalk88 @thecordoniandiaries @aworldoffandoms @bascmve01 @bbrandy2002 @burnsoslow @custaroonie @darley1101 @dcbbw @hopefulmoonobject @iplaydrake @kingliam2019 @lodberg @lovemychoices @missevabean @rainbowsinthestorm @superharriet @the-soot-sprite @omgjasminesimone @kimmiedoo5 @texaskitten30 @princess-geek​ @queenjilian​ @gardeningourmet​

“There’s one more thing,” Leo calls out from the other room.

Teddy sniffles once more and takes a deep breath, gathering up her full skirts and her strength to join Leo in the other room once more.

“Your parents wanted you to have these for your coronation.” He reaches into his jacket pocket again, pulling out a square, black velvet box. With a tiny flourish, he lifts the lid to show Teddy the contents, and she lets out a small gasp.

“Is that…Mama’s pearl pendant?” She reaches out to touch the solitary pearl, strung on a white gold chain.

“The very one,” Leo replies.

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Sin City

I am participating in the “Quote me on this” challenge, hosted by the very lovely @riseandshinelittleblossom. My quote is: “I never knew a better sound than my name on your lips” and was given to me by the wonderful @h3llostrang3r. It will appear in bold.

Song lyrics included in this fic are from the song inspiration and belong to their respective owner(s).

I hope you enjoy reading this fic as much as I enjoyed writing it. Please excuse any typos and/or grammatical errors.

A HUGE THANK YOU to my pre-readers, in whole and in part, who pushed and encouraged me to go with this story, and to plan for a Part 2. (They have questions)

A SPECIAL THANK YOU to @ao719 and @bbrandy2002 who stayed up late with me bouncing ideas, pushing me, and helping me tweak the story just so.

All characters belong to Pixelberry

Song Inspiration: Hush, Seibold featuring Garrison Starr: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4oFmAMaVIos

Word Count: 4,177

PARTS OF THIS POST ARE NSFW

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Aftermath of a Breakup Masterlist

This one-shot wacky drabble turned series is a total AU. The gang are regular folks juggling life, work, and love in Washington, DC.

Series is ongoing

Pairings: Drake x Riley, Drake x OC, Liam x Riley. Leo x Madeleine, Maxwell x Olivia

Line of Succession - TRR AU

Will Maxwell and Bertrand reveal Barthelemy’s plans? With their divorce coming to fruition, will taking up Lord Devereaux’s offer of legal counsel be in Isabella’s favour?

Chapter list:

Chapter 1: Enough

Chapter 2: Homeward Bound

Chapter 3: Band of Brothers

Chapter 4 Dearest Sympathies

Chapter 5: No Expectations

Tag list: @lorirwritesfanfic​ @drakewalkerfantasy​ @desireepow-1986​ @rainbowsinthestorm​ @lorircreates​ @itslaniquelove​ @liam-rhys​ @hopefulmoonobject​ @speedyoperarascalparty​ @kimmiedoo5​ @rafasgirl23415​ @kingliam2019​ @mom2000aggie​ @texaskitten30​ @the-everlasting-dream​

Trigger warning: Violence, death, premonition of death, sexual innuendo, swearing

“If you don’t fucking stop talking in riddles Beaumont…” Drake barked, “What opportunity…” Maxwell spat the pooled blood in his mouth towards Liam, “To make a better Cordonia you fucking idiot…” Maxwell smiled, his teeth stained from the blood as it caught the side of his cheek but Bertrand continued, “Leo was too unpredictable… he had the taste for violence, the taste for war but that wasn’t enough… Liam on the other hand…” Bertrand’s sly smile slowly creeped across his face, “Liam could be manipulated, he did as he was told. Unsuspecting, polite little Liam….” he teased, “… like his father…with the right encouragement…” Bertrand’s brow raised with a cruel chuckle, “The Sons of Earth could have done more than put an Nevrakis on the throne… 

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Object of Affection--Graffiti

Chapter 7….the writing is on the wall….who’s gonna read it?  I hope you enjoy reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it. Please excuse any typos and/or grammatical errors.

Shoutout to @burnsoslow​ who has taken me under her grammatically correct wing … finally! And to @ao719​ and Burnsy for pre-reading the most important part!

All characters belong to Pixelberry.

Song Inspiration: 6’s to 9’s (Day Wave Remix), Big Wild: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hVjaU9l-INM

Word Count: 5,897 (it’s really long … I hope it’s at least entertaining)

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 Liam x Riley

Liam’s hands moved to Riley’s shoulders, fingers gripping her fabric covered skin. His head dipped low enough for his lips to brush hers.

Riley shivered as her hands cupped his face. His voice whispered against her lips.

“Take off your dress …”

Riley’s eyes closed at his request. She leaned her forehead against his.

Liam lightly kissed her forehead. “Take me to your room …”

His hands dropped to her hips. He pulled her even closer to grind himself against her. “And let me write my name on your walls …”

Riley let out a low moan at feeling the King against her body.

“Will you do that for me, Lady Riley?”

Riley’s eyes, filled with mistrust and uncertainty, probed Liam’s.

He should be showing me how apologetic he is, how it’s going to be different this time. He’s supposed to be making up for how he treated me. Instead, he’s hijacking my grocery shopping and trying to get me naked.

Well, naked was different.

“What if …  what if I say no?” Her voice was strangled.

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Object of Affection: I’m New to This

It’s Chapter 6 (FINALLY!) and the beginning of Operation Getting to Know You.  I hope you enjoy reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it. Please excuse any typos and/or grammatical errors.

Apologies to Olivia stans; this is verison of Liv is definitely TRR, Book 1 Olivia.

Huge thank yous and hugs to all of my pre-readers!! You know who you are and how much I love you!

All characters belong to Pixelberry.

Song Inspiration: Crimson and Clover, Acoustic Cover: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=37MXvvzjvbM

Word Count: 5.175

Sunday Evening

There was silence in the SUV as the vehicle made its way back to the Palace. After the earlier banter about exchanging phone numbers, and Liam’s invitation to dinner, conversation had died down between the once again engaged couple.

Silence sat thickly between them. It wasn’t uncomfortable but it wasn’t companionable either.

They were both thinking about the kiss in House Beaumont’s kitchen.

After a few minutes of silence, Liam had asked why Lady Hana was crying; Lady Riley staying in Cordonia should have been good news.

Riley responded that Hana was a crier, happy news or sad. She then turned to look out the window at scenery she thought she’d never see again.

Thoughts roiled through her mind:

How did this happen? How did that kiss happen? What the hell am I doing? Better yet, what the hell is Liam doing?

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Object of Affection--I Want You To Break My Heart

Chapter 5! Riley makes a decision but someone else has other plans. The group have an enlightening discussion, and play a game. I hope you enjoy reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it. Please excuse any typos and/or grammatical errors.

All characters belong to Pixelberry.

Song Inspiration: Promenade, U2: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nTQPusOl0eg

Word Count: 4,420

House Beaumont Kitchen

Riley stepped back from the King, the back of her hand tingling where his lips had kissed it. Her eyes bounced between his, which were looking her over. But it was different from his previous appraisals of her: Riley could practically feel him taking in her every detail. And that smile on his lips: it was so soft and gentle, it appeared to ghost his lips.

Liam looked over the woman standing before him; without thinking, his hand went to her hair. “It’s the short hair. I think I like it even more than before.”

Riley instinctively pulled her head away from his touch. A flash of something undefinable flickered in his eyes before he let his arm fall to his side. They stared at each other for a few moments before Riley turned back to the cheese and the grater. She looked up when she heard Liam chuckle.

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Object of Affection--Not What I Was Expecting

And FINALLY Chapter 4 is here. Riley’s fed up and Liam realizes he’s on thin ice. I hope you enjoy reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it. Please excuse any typos and/or grammatical errors.

All characters belong to Pixelberry.

Song Inspiration: Non Classical, GRMLN: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=H_IbcM48vzA

Song lyrics when Riley is packing are from the song 1950 by King Princess; lyrics are the property of their respective owner(s).

Song lyrics when Liam is en route to Ramsford are from the song All My Friends by Trace; lyrics are the property of their respective owner(s).

Song lyrics when Riley makes her decision are from the song Three by Emile Kahn; lyrics are the property of their respective owner(s).

Word Count: 5,960 (Pretty long….hopefully it’s entertaining and interesting enough to warrant the word count)

Sunday

Liam

At 7:30am on Sunday morning, Liam’s eyes flew open for the second time since passing out the night before.

The first time was when Mermaid Olivia/Not Olivia had slapped him across the chest with her fin. The dream had been so vivid, so real.  Liam had awakened, pulling his shirt up, expecting see maple syrup pooled on his torso. But his skin was dry, his bedroom empty. Liam’s brain was too fuzzy to process the dream, but too alert to go back to sleep.

Images and memories filled his head: Olivia and Drake naked and entwined; Lady Riley in her nightclothes, smirking as she called him Thor; the way Riley’s face had lit up looking at architecture when they were riding in the SUV; Riley telling him she wanted a Cordonian arrangement. Bertrand telling him Riley was one in a million; Riley’s expression when she was talking to Maxwell at the restaurant. Her eyes when he called her a crown chaser.

Liam tossed and turned at the images which thankfully faded away as a fitful sleep overtook him.

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Object of Affection--Fish in the Sea

Part 3 of the Nobody Loves Liam fic. My one shot turned trilogy turned mini-series. I hope you enjoy reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it. Please excuse any typos and/or grammatical errors.

All characters belong to Pixelberry.

Song Inspiration: Tiny Vessels, Death Cab for Cutie: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Kn35dUE0R1k

Word Count: 3,774

Friday Night, After Dinner

Riley had just turned off her lamp and slipped beneath clean, crisp sheets when there was a hurried knock on her door.

Who is that? She thought, slightly irate at the interruptions her evening had been filled with.

“Yes?” she called out in a clear voice. She hoped it wasn’t filled with irritation.

“My Lady, it’s Delores. May I enter?” Delores was the head housekeeper for the Palace’s west wing.

Riley sat up in the bed, feeling worry and confusion. Why is Delores here? She turned the lamp back on, and called for the housekeeper to enter.

The door flew open, and Delores rushed to the side of the bed. “Ma’am, you must come immediately! It’s the King!”

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