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TN: Wow! Thanks for noticing the imagery. I'm just stunned by your compliment, elegant? My writing? Wow, :blushes:
AB: I have to confess that I am seeing a whole story growing in my mind with these characters, and I think that is why it seems to flow. I am holding my breath every week before the prompt comes out. And, I was really floundering a bit with the sand until JayDee thwapped me with an hourglass. Thank you so much for your compliments as well.
I have just been blown away by all of you enjoying the figments of my twisted imagination!

Awww, JayDee, you're reading my mind again.
If the story had a title, it would be, Where Faeries Live Still.
That's what I've named the gigantic mishmashed doc the prompts are all housed in anyway. I was wondering if I should add the title myself last week.
Could change the title and put the Prompt info in the summary ...

Thank you very much, you depraved bisexual, you!
Thanks for reading and reviewing so faithfully. It has become so that I look forward to your review almost as much as I look forward to your prompt reply!
FairySlayer, king of ponies: I said it before, and I'll say it again. I love you! Your reviews make me smile all damn week. I'm glad no one is pointing out the shortcomings in Drowsy. I must have been a bit drowsy myself when re-reading it. Bad witchy. I'll share the expanded version when finished if y'all so desire.
PW the paranoid

Hourglas: Anesor, thanks so much for giving my little tale a try. Yes, I think there is a figurative clock ticking in this story. Time seems to be running out on their way of life. Maybe that's just 'cause I know where I want it to end. Thanks again!
Moon:
FairySlayer: I've said it before, but I'll say it again, "I love you. Absolutely love you." Your review has to be the best praise anyone has ever given my work. When life became overwhelming this week, a happy little thought popped in my head, "Pittwitch Fan site." 'Nuff said. I'm blown away that you think my tale is that good. At the risk of offending SK here, I'm tickled PINK! Aine chose to have Colin present for all of your reasons, and one more that shall remain undisclosed at this time. The brothers needed to learn a lesson.
Apollo: sorry to burst your happy bubble, but that was only half the story. There's ten strikes pending.
JayDee: Yes indeed, Connor has been pushing for more than a few chapters. Aine has developed an affection for him and she's not entirely certain that is a good idea. I glad you enjoyed the manhandling. Perso"anally" (my new favorite typo) I enjoyed that part of the imagery much more than the spanking part. Well, there's 10 strikes on the book, and 10 pending. We'll have to see where the next prompt leads.
Well, we'll have to wait and see where the next prompt leads, but the ending for the whole tale came to me in a rush of madness, or inspiration if you so choose to believe, and I scribbled it out, sketchy, but hopefully knowing "where" this is going will help guide the prompts in the right direction.
Thanks to you all for killing time with me and my story. I dearly love those reviews and will cherish them, and kiss them, and cuddle them, and pet them, oh, drat, carried away again.

Pen name: Pittwitch
Prompt: Moon
Story: Stripes the Moon
Link: http://original.adult-fanfiction.org/story.php?no=600102842&chapter=12
Type: FlashFic
Word count: 1000 exactly
Fandom: Original
Pairing: Original/m/f
Warnings: Spanking, D/s

If you are looking for The Price of Valour, and the summary does sound like her story, Weasley Wench pulled all of her fanfiction. It is no longer available.

Evergreen:
AB: Would it surprise you to read that I have been adding to this tale in the background, not posting, but sculpting it into what may well be a real story? Thank you so much for your encouragement!
FS: I do adore my commas a bit too much. *hangs head* I'm sorry I confused you. I had to cut down on the words this time. I probably cut where I shouldn't have ... as to the relationship between Edward and Aine -- it has solidified in my mind as part of the backstory, but I think I shall keep that a secret yet to be revealed.
AI: I so like my ribbons and boys, errr, bows. The relationship between Edward and Aine shall become more clear, I hope, as the prompts progress.
Bored_Straight: Wow! I am so pleased that you like my little pet characters! Happy dances!
SK: she wasn't as cruel as she could have been. The knot was tied quite loosely after all ... she does love her pet. Thanks so much for enjoying the tale. I was aiming for a bit of fairy tale and such. Yay for noticing!
JayDee: would you believe I didn't see the new prompt before I posted this one! I scored the jackpot with "gift" as that prompt just flowed into a whole scene! I doubt that I'll be so lucky in the future. Dribs and Drabs of the story to string you along, dear!
BW: I can't find enoough words to express how grateful I am to you, and everyone for enjoying these figments of my imagination. Pssst: I was rooting for Connor too.

Gift
BW: Yes, Mistress is quite generous with Connor. He shall be receiving some gifts as well!
FS: very astute observation. Yes, if the prompts cooperate ... more conflict shall arise, as well as other things. Edward is more complicated than a simple target villain, which I hope I will be able to illustrate down the road. Thank you so much for all of your encouragement with this endeavor.
AI: Yes, I do harbor a love of elves and pointy ears ... hopefully I shall be able to illuminate more of Aine's heritage as the weeks progress. And, Connor will mete or meet something soon.
Holds all of her gift reviews close and admires them!

Yule
SK: I hope you enjoyed your contemplation to completion. Glad to help with the meditation.
FS: Ya think? A real story? Thanks for even considering me for a career as an author ... I still think I'm just playing with words though.
AI: Short, sweet, and to the point. Insert Tab A in Slot B. Revenge!
JayDee: thank you! Connor is not going to lose that ribbon. He will cherish it.

Sand
AI: I know, it seems like a small space to everyone else, but 1,000 words is an eternity to me. Thank you so very much for reading in my little world.
BW: I cherish those words, that you are drawn to Aine and not finding her to be annoying at all, or worse, an original Sue.
FS: LOLOL -- I can just see JayDee chasing me around the Shoutbox with an hourglass, which is basically what happened after all! And BINGO! on the bride to be. I will try to remember not to bold the prompt word. Old habits die hard. That was a requirement for another challenge series I did eons ago. NO, you are not reading too much into it. It was a very deliberate affectation of the author to have Edward's toy break, and the sand spilling everywhere, never to be completely recaptured. Yes, Connor is WAY better than the pat down at the airport. Makes me wonder what he'd think of airplanes ...

Pillow, et al.
AI: somehow all three prompts just fit. I lucked out. Still waiting for the prompt axe to drop and
FS: You do know that I love that you ask so many questions. I find it highly flattering that someone takes such an interest in the product of my imagination!
JayDee: Are you reading my mind too? Wow ... just wow. Thanks for seeing everything between the lines as well. Wow.
BW: Graceful? Get outta town! I did something graceful! Whooops and tries to dance, trips and falls flat on her face.

Hon, I know for a fact she doesn't have any weasleywench email accounts anymore.
With full permission of WeasleyWench,
http://www.box.net/shared/xv9ssy2b6a
The Price of Valor PDF
She thanks you for your interest in the story, but would like to make it known that this is the only story she is allowing to be shared.
Thanks.

Pen name: Pittwitch
Story: Sand
Link: http://original.adult-fanfiction.org/story.php?no=600102842&chapter=11
Type: Flashfic
Fandom: Original
Pairing: Original
Warnings: Nosex

Pen Name: Pittwitch
Story: Sleep, Perchance to Dream
http://original.adult-fanfiction.org/story.php?no=600102842&chapter=10
Prompt: Pillow
Story type: Flash Fic
Fandom: Original
Pairing: Original
Warnings: No sex, yet. Catching up ending and Morpheus as well.

Having arrived early, as a proper hostess, I'm opening the house to all guests as of midnight (your time) tonight. Magically speaking, you can check in anytime on Sunday. I've overseen the stocking of the kitchens and the bars. If you miss something, please let me know and I'll send one of Apollo's kilt-clad minions to fetch it for you.
I like puttering around the house, essentially alone, before all the guests arrive. I'm looking forward to meeitng everyone and hearing their tales.
So many of us just need a break from reality, myself included.
I think I shall take a short break.
You can find me in the hot tub, contemplating the week's activities.
The Welcoming Feast is planned, and hosted graciously by Bronxwench and ApolloImperium. Thank you, ladies. Now I can enjoy the festivities with my boy toy, the mystery guest. I hope he's not allergic to wool ... that would make the kilt a bit uncomfortable for him. Oh well, if he is, he'll just have to run around starkers. Hope no one minds.

Staff Inspection
The stately genteman in a gray flannel day suit spoke quietly to the graying woman who lazed in the hot tub. "Mistress, the staff has been assembled, per your request."
"Very good, Henry." She smiled and stretched, stood and asked, "Hand me my robe please?"
The butler nodded as he reached for the fluffy white robe resting on the lounge chair near his Mistress
"The other guests have begun to arrive?"
"Yes, ma'am," he replied smoothly.
"Any concerns?"
"Ma'am?"
"Anything that causes you concern, Henry. I trust your judgment," she explained as they strolled side by side to the main floor where the black and white clad staff stood loosely at attention.
"Well, ma'am, there seems to be an unconscious fellow who was brought in by a rather harried looking woman ..." he began hesitantly.
"Ah, yes, it would seem Sesshomaru has indeed given Danyealle a hard time about accompanying her," she explained softly, so only Henry could hear. "Please don't fret, dear. She'll treat him well. He's just a bit difficult to manage."
"As you say, madam," Henry agreed with a quick nod."
The hostess rested her hand on his arm, gently in reassurance. "Remember dear Henry, the house, as well as the whole of the island, just to be safe, have been charmed for a Violence Free Vacation. No real harm can come to anyone here. Anything that happens ... well, has been agreed upon by the parties involved."
"I know, madam. I was just concerned since this one arrived unable to consent," Henry continued.
"The charm would not have allowed him to be brought onto the island if he were in true danger," she detailed for his peace of mind.
"Good to know, madam," he gestured toward the anxious appearing staff. "There is also a winged fellow who promptly fell asleep upon arrival."
"Really? Hmmmmm, I shall endeavor to introduce myself as soon as possible," she mused aloud. "Your staff looks well-prepared."
"Thank you, madam," Henry answered proudly, beaming.
"The beds have all been made? None of those scratchy sheets? The good ones, yes?" She queried nervously.
"Yes, madam. As you instructed, the Egyptian cotton sheets."
"Phew, relief. I hate scratchy sheets." She giggled then proceeded to inspect each staff member closely, paying strict attention to their hands. "Very good then. I know Henry has already explained the rules to you, but allow me to refresh and reinforce those for you. First, anything and anyone you see here is to be kept private. What happens on vacation stays on vacation. If I hear that anyone has breached my trust, you shall regret that choice most deeply. Secondly, you will notice that some guests will arrive with private attendants. You are uniformed to set you apart. Do not allow yourselves to be caught out of uniform. Third, you will address my guests as Sir, or Ma'am. As such, the appropriate responses to requests are, 'Yes, sir,' 'No, sir,' 'Yes, ma'am,' or 'No, ma'am.' Any requests must be presented immediately to Henry who il coordinate them." She paused to look more closely at a young man's hands. "Clean these nails, sir."
"Ma'am, yes Ma'am," he answered immediately.
"All guests shall be served from the left ... unless they are left-handed, in which case you will serve from the right," she muttered. "I cannot tell you all how much that little nicety annoys me when it is ignored."
In unison, the staff, with Henry's prodding, answered, "Ma'am, yes ma'am."
"Good. Lastly, until my pet arrives, my glass is to remain full. I don't care who fills it, just that I always have something to drink."
"Ma'am, yes ma'am," the black and whites answered.
"Once my pet has arrived, that duty will fall to him." She turned to Henry, "Has he arrived yet?"
"Yes ma'am. I escorted him to your room and he asked for some time to recover from the rigors of international travel."
"I take it that he fell asleep?" She chuckled, a smile lighting her features.
"Indeed he did, ma'am."
"It's all right, Henry. He'll answer to me. Also, there is a woman in room 18, who has been here, but hiding. Please send up a light meal for her?"
"As you wish, madam," Henry answered politely.
"The staff is dismissed." She looked up at Henry and added, "I shall be showering and dressing for the delicious feast. Assist Bronxwench in anyway necessary in the kitchen. If there are any emergencies, you may interrupt me."
"Yes, ma'am," Henry replied with a smile on his face, pleased that his staff had passed muster.
"Oh, and Henry?" She paused until she was sure he heard her, "Send Rogue a bottle of wine in room 6?"
"As you wish, madam," he agreed with a small bow.

It must be the warm and fluffy time of year! It was a very nice one shot. I love elves anyway, any type.

Pen name: Pittwitch
Prompt: Yule
Fic type: drabble, 100 words, no more no less
Story: Yule Balls ARE Nice.
http://original.adult-fanfiction.org/story.php?no=600102842&chapter=9
Pairing: Originals
Fandom: Originals
Warnings: anal, M/M voyeurism, bad pun

Pen name: Pittwitch
Prompt: Yule
Fic type: drabble, 100 words, no more no less
Story: Yule Balls ARE Nice.
http://original.adult-fanfiction.org/story.php?no=600102842&chapter=9
Pairing: Originals
Fandom: Originals
Warnings: anal, M/M voyeurism, bad pun

Aaaaaaaaccckkkkk .... SK's ideas smack of mathematical theories and probability charts and nonsense the witch does not like. She likes the wyvern and sees no problem with doing two story lines. She damn near did two ficlets for Gift ... one official, one unofficial!

Pen Name: Pittwitch
Ficlet
Fandom: original
Story: The First Snow http://original.adult-fanfiction.org/story.php?no=600102842
Pairing: none
Warnings: none

Pen name: Pittwitch
Prompt: Gift
Story: A Gift Freely Given
http://original.adul...hp?no=600102842
Flash Fic: 1,000 words
Fandom: Original
Pairing: M/s,
Warnings: FemmeDomme, voyeurism, M/s, implied M/M

Pen name: Pittwitch
Story link: Where the Faeries Live Still http://original.adult-fanfiction.org/story.php?no=600102842&chapter=7
Review Reply thread: http://www2.adult-fanfiction.org/forum/index.php/topic/17305-pws-review-replies-for-aff-prompts/page__p__215796#entry215796
Type of Fic: Flash fic
Rating: Adult ++
Fandom: Original
Pairings: Original
Warnings: M/s relationship, voyeurism

Apollo: Thank you for hosting the prompts challenge, and making an effort to read each and every one. I haven't had this much fun writing Drabbles, etc. in AGES!
Treats: Thank you! Yes, our dear pet does long for his Mistress' approval. Shouldn't they all?
Harvest: Wow, I wrote imagery? Sensuality? Aw shucks, thank you muchly. I'm happy that someone could appreciate how many senses would be engaged in such a setting. I wanted to do more, but would have KILLED the word limit: the heat of the fire on the druidess' back, the damp, cold grass under her knee, the smoothness of the oils on her fingertips, the icy touch of those same fingertips on his penis ... oops, I digress.
Fairy Slayer:
Treats: I'm glad you liked this. When limiting something to 100 words, we rely so heavily on the readers' imaginations that I'm almost frightened to toss them out for viewing. Not scared when readers like you bring so much to the so little I offered. Thank you.
Harvest: Again, I'm so glad that you liked this. I've been daydreaming a lot about what a ritual might require for another story where I'm stuck. Somehow, a healing got mixed up with harvest in my head, and now we have fingerpainting nudes with, only visible in the moonlight, ink. I'm glad you appreciated the subtlety of that aspect.
Melrick
Harvest: Dear, watching is acceptable only from inside the sacred circle. Please enter the sanctuary as you entered the world, i.e. naked. Proceed to be blessed, and participate!
Asexual Biped
Harvest: As a farming witch, I am shamed. See what happens when we rush! Thank you for taking the time to read and review and correct an old witch.
Treats: I don't know about correctly, but I do know what *I* like! I'm thrilled you liked it too.
JayDee: I am highly flattered by your review, more than you could possibly know. I've been practicing being more concise, and making better word choices. Thank you for noticing.

Anubis: Thank you so much for the compliment.
JayDee: Wow, again, that was a review to treasure close to my shriveled heart. I didn't think I described that erection very much, but then, since we're practicing to evoke much with very little, I thank you!
Apollo: Yes, it seems I've found a theme. Who would have imagined the Wiccan stuffs from an old cranky witch? Thank you again for hosting this wonderful challenge. It has been great fun thus far. I anticipate even more fun!
Zipflopohmygod: Thanks so much for noticing the druidic tendencies. I haven't exactly found much describing the old ways, so my imagination has started to create pictures. And, yes, being a practical lot, I can imagine some of the participants would not be keen on being naked in the cold. Although, once they get close enough, the watchfire is big enough to warm everyone up. Then, of course, there is what I imagine to be part of the ceremony that just might cause a few of our druids to raise a sweat. Thanks for taking time to read and comment.
Fairy Slayer: Thank you so much for even thinking you might want to read a full story of this. Happily, since starting these challenges, I've caught glimpses of that strange muse creature amongst my pines. Perhaps, I shall be able to entice her close enough to start a real story ...
Asexual Biped: tradition -- that it would be damned cold standing outside this time of year was the one sensation that just kept coming back to me. Yeah, I'd be grumpy about that too. Especially, if like the novitiate, I was the last to get to bask in the fire's warmth. Thanks for reading and reviewing.
DemonGoddess: Aw shucks, I's glad yeh liked 'em. This has been GREAT fun!