From A to Z in a heartbeat (F-J)
Author: ragelikeafire
Pairing: Andy/Miranda
Disclaimer: I own nothing, not a thing, zip, nil, nada, zeeerrro!
Rating: Various - R to be safe.
AN: WARNING! Major Angst enclosed! Right, now that’s settled…just to avoid any confusion over prompt (I) - ‘Little Boy’ is the name of an nuclear bomb which left devastation in its path. All mistakes are purely mine.
Prompt - Fate
Title: Star Crossed Lovers
Word Count 113
‘This bud of love, by summer's ripening breath, may prove a beauteous flower when next we meet.’ - William Shakespeare
Miranda had learned to appreciate the inevitable. The given fact that no matter how prepared you are or how much planning you do, if it was meant to be, it was meant to be.
True, she had been heartbroken on that fateful day in Paris. But, she had eventually accepted it, as she knew everything happened for a reason. If it was meant to be, it was meant to be.
Just as she knew on that fateful day, three years later, as they locked eyes across a crowded ballroom.
It was meant to be…
Prompt - Gravity
Title: Rise like a Phoenix from the ashes
Word Count 92
The day I walked away, I felt free, liberated, strong…
Who was I fooling? We both knew that it was only a matter of time before the house of cards came tumbling down around me.
You hold me, bound by your reign, trapped in your kingdom, fire breathing all around me, licking my soul.
No matter what I say or do, you are always in my thoughts. How am I supposed to be tall? Be who I am supposed to be?
I beg you…either take me with you or set me free.
Prompt - Homesick
Title: Across the Milkyway
Word Count 92
Another day has come and gone in the city of blinding lights. I’m staring out into the night sky, searching the stars for some resemblance of home.
I’m not alone but I’m lonely without you, my Andrea. I understand why you can’t be here with me. I would never take your dreams away from you Darling.
I miss you so much. I miss your touch and our warm bed.
I don’t regret this life, I chose this life. But, it’s getting old, it’s getting tired.
My Darling, it’s time to come home.
Prompt - Inept
Title: Little Boy
Word Count 194
The edges of Andy’s mouth curled into a playful smile as she heard the door to the townhouse click shut, the vibrato of the signature needle Manolos growing closer.
Playing it cool, Andy waited until the open doorway was covered by her lover’s silhouette before she looked up casually from her reading material.
A much appreciated, pre-warning call from Emily, had alerted Andy to the potential missile strike which, was locked onto her target. Giving Andy time to plan the counter strike and make the necessary tactical manoeuvres, thus avoiding ground zero devastation.
Andy lay fully reclined on the leather sofa, completely naked apart from a pair of black silk stockings, five inch black patent Prada stilettos and a copy of Runway. Sensing the blue sapphires burning into her skin, Andy opened her legs, digging one stem into the plush leather and placing the other on the ground.
“How was your day Darling?” Andrea asked calmly and coolly.
Miranda’s stalked across the room towards her lover, discarding clothes en route. Her husky voice escaped as their lips met in a passionate embrace.
“I am surrounded by incompetence. You, my love are a true exception.”
Prompt - Juicy
Title: Michelin starred.
Word Count 208
Andy Sachs had found the love of her life. The passion and commitment; awakened at birth and intertwined with every aspect of her being. Their lives together were, for the most part, heavenly, satisfying and extremely rewarding. Though, her tempestuous love was far from innocent, taking a huge amount of self discipline on Andy’s part not to over indulge.
Miranda Priestly had a wicked jealous streak. She knew all too well that she shared Andrea’s heart with another. It was time to make a choice. She could do one of two things; deny it existed or accept it and have a three-way relationship. She chose the latter.
A completely unsuspecting Andy entered the townhouse, the scent hit her first. The beautiful rich aroma of spices, lit up her senses. Her taste buds began to tingle, her mouth salivating and she grew closer to the source. She reached the closed double doors of the dining room, where a faint light spilled from around the frame.
Pushing the doors open, Andy released an audible gasp.
The authentic Tudor banquet table was covered with an extravagant buffet of delicate portions of the most decedent creations Andrea had ever seen. In the centre of the table: the pièce de résistance. Naked Miranda…
Pairing: Andy/Miranda
Disclaimer: I own nothing, not a thing, zip, nil, nada, zeeerrro!
Rating: Various - R to be safe.
AN: WARNING! Major Angst enclosed! Right, now that’s settled…just to avoid any confusion over prompt (I) - ‘Little Boy’ is the name of an nuclear bomb which left devastation in its path. All mistakes are purely mine.
Prompt - Fate
Title: Star Crossed Lovers
Word Count 113
‘This bud of love, by summer's ripening breath, may prove a beauteous flower when next we meet.’ - William Shakespeare
Miranda had learned to appreciate the inevitable. The given fact that no matter how prepared you are or how much planning you do, if it was meant to be, it was meant to be.
True, she had been heartbroken on that fateful day in Paris. But, she had eventually accepted it, as she knew everything happened for a reason. If it was meant to be, it was meant to be.
Just as she knew on that fateful day, three years later, as they locked eyes across a crowded ballroom.
It was meant to be…
Prompt - Gravity
Title: Rise like a Phoenix from the ashes
Word Count 92
The day I walked away, I felt free, liberated, strong…
Who was I fooling? We both knew that it was only a matter of time before the house of cards came tumbling down around me.
You hold me, bound by your reign, trapped in your kingdom, fire breathing all around me, licking my soul.
No matter what I say or do, you are always in my thoughts. How am I supposed to be tall? Be who I am supposed to be?
I beg you…either take me with you or set me free.
Prompt - Homesick
Title: Across the Milkyway
Word Count 92
Another day has come and gone in the city of blinding lights. I’m staring out into the night sky, searching the stars for some resemblance of home.
I’m not alone but I’m lonely without you, my Andrea. I understand why you can’t be here with me. I would never take your dreams away from you Darling.
I miss you so much. I miss your touch and our warm bed.
I don’t regret this life, I chose this life. But, it’s getting old, it’s getting tired.
My Darling, it’s time to come home.
Prompt - Inept
Title: Little Boy
Word Count 194
The edges of Andy’s mouth curled into a playful smile as she heard the door to the townhouse click shut, the vibrato of the signature needle Manolos growing closer.
Playing it cool, Andy waited until the open doorway was covered by her lover’s silhouette before she looked up casually from her reading material.
A much appreciated, pre-warning call from Emily, had alerted Andy to the potential missile strike which, was locked onto her target. Giving Andy time to plan the counter strike and make the necessary tactical manoeuvres, thus avoiding ground zero devastation.
Andy lay fully reclined on the leather sofa, completely naked apart from a pair of black silk stockings, five inch black patent Prada stilettos and a copy of Runway. Sensing the blue sapphires burning into her skin, Andy opened her legs, digging one stem into the plush leather and placing the other on the ground.
“How was your day Darling?” Andrea asked calmly and coolly.
Miranda’s stalked across the room towards her lover, discarding clothes en route. Her husky voice escaped as their lips met in a passionate embrace.
“I am surrounded by incompetence. You, my love are a true exception.”
Prompt - Juicy
Title: Michelin starred.
Word Count 208
Andy Sachs had found the love of her life. The passion and commitment; awakened at birth and intertwined with every aspect of her being. Their lives together were, for the most part, heavenly, satisfying and extremely rewarding. Though, her tempestuous love was far from innocent, taking a huge amount of self discipline on Andy’s part not to over indulge.
Miranda Priestly had a wicked jealous streak. She knew all too well that she shared Andrea’s heart with another. It was time to make a choice. She could do one of two things; deny it existed or accept it and have a three-way relationship. She chose the latter.
A completely unsuspecting Andy entered the townhouse, the scent hit her first. The beautiful rich aroma of spices, lit up her senses. Her taste buds began to tingle, her mouth salivating and she grew closer to the source. She reached the closed double doors of the dining room, where a faint light spilled from around the frame.
Pushing the doors open, Andy released an audible gasp.
The authentic Tudor banquet table was covered with an extravagant buffet of delicate portions of the most decedent creations Andrea had ever seen. In the centre of the table: the pièce de résistance. Naked Miranda…