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March 9th, 2012

Taste the Rainbow has been synonymous with coming out as gay or lesbian following a Skittles campaign with the same title.  It seems to be old school so I should describe something that is both sweet and salty.  Perhaps also a bit tangy that melts in my mouth  is finger licking good.

Its too hard to choose but I love BBQ and Pussy. Both are lips smacking good and pink.

If you could taste color, what would your favorite color taste like?

February 10th, 2012

My choices are all deceased brilliant funny women.
Ruth Gordon
Gilda Radnor
Maxine Feldman
Gertrude Stein.  Though I keep going back and forth with choosing her or Alice B. Toklas as she is she would be a fabulous host.
If you could invite four people-living or dead- to a dinner party, who would they be?

January 17th, 2012

I'd like to invent an environmentally friendly & relatively cost effective way to re-seal old double pane windows so a homeowner doesn't have to get new expensive ones and the process should also include a step where you can suck out old moisture so you can see out of them clearly.  

Can you tell I can't afford to fix my windows and hate wasting money & energy heating my home?
What do you want to invent?

December 30th, 2011

Prompt: A Grimm Brothers Fairytale AU.  For Writtensword and X-mas Cracker Fic-a-thon

Author:  Kali_Blue
Title: 
 Gingerbread House  part 2
Pairing: Miranda/Andy
Rating:  M  (Part 1 is G)

Disclaimer: Characters belong to Lauren Weisberger and Grimm Brothers



Andy and Nate get lost in a deep, magical forest. They find a house made from gingerbread and due to their hunger they start nibbling. Miranda is the owner of the house and she throws smelly Nate into a cage in the backyard. Andy gets to go inside, you know, to help out around the house and be a smartass. Bonus points for smut and Nate freezing off non-vital body parts while Andy is busy "assisting" Miranda.


Gingerbread House Part 1   http://kali-blue.livejournal.com/5693.html


Andy quickly kneeled and held out the silver candy balls and royal icing remaining in her hand.  “My lady, I apologize profusely. We were lost and hungry.”

Looking down the at the young woman’s ample décolleté; “you don’t appear to be starving. I don’t care much for thieves… or liars.”

Holding out the remains of a gingerbread shingle, “Can I get the recipe for this?”

Swiftly standing to kick Nate in the shin, “Shhh, you idiot.”  The blood rushed to Andy’s head and quickly back down again.  My goodness that diaphanous gown is fabulous. Crikey I think I can see her nipples.  It is cold, but she’s still looking at my chest.  Hmm…

Noticing the lustful looks exchanged between the silver-haired lady and his childhood friend while still feeling his bruised shin, Nate attempts to be witty rather than witless. “The person whose balls you take is the person you are in a relationship with. I hope you two are very happy together.”

Did he say taste or take? I’d love to taste… The wind blew causing them to refocus.

“What is that vile stench?  It seems to be detracting from the spicy aroma wafting off of my home.”

“I fell out of a tree into a pile of rotting animal carcasses.”

“No. No. That’s not it. It’s more vile and unpleasant.”

“We have been walking an awfully long time, since our last bath. If it pleases you, we can bathe?”

“Fine. Take off that hideous outfit and come inside. Yes, everything.   Move at a glacial pace you know how that thrills me.


Not you.”  Grasping an ear she propels him forward into a cage behind her home and locks the door. Next she grabs a bucket from her well and tosses the near freezing remains at him through the bars. “It must be a filthy boy smell. Wash.”

Nate shivered and huddled cold and wet in the driest corner of the cage. He munched on the soggy gingerbread thinking deep thoughts, pudding or cake?

The lady was glorious and powerful. Silver locks, brilliant blue eyes that looked right through her. Andy stood naked just inside the cottage excited and yet afraid to move without permission.  Her nipples pebbled and she began to feel wetness coating her thighs

The door opened and Andy again went to her knees.

“Naughty, foolish girl... How shall you repay me?”



Kneeling, Andy began to wonder how the lady might use her. Being sent away or locked in the cage with Nate was too horrible to contemplate.



“Stand up. Must you dirty my floor with your sticky fingers, too?  Are you a simpleton, can you not follow instructions? Bathe.”



“I wasn’t sure where to wash…”

“Bore someone else with your excuses.”

End Part 2

December 9th, 2011

Gingerbread House part 1

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Prompt: A Grimm Brothers Fairytale AU.  For Writtensword and X-mas Cracker Fic-a-thon
Author:  Kali_Blue
Title:
 Gingerbread
Pairing: Miranda/Andy
Rating:  M  (Part 1 is G)

Disclaimer: Characters belong to Lauren Weisberger and Grimm Brothers

Andy and Nate get lost in a deep, magical forest. They find a house made from gingerbread and due to their hunger they start nibbling. Miranda is the owner of the house and she throws smelly Nate into a cage in the backyard. Andy gets to go inside, you know, to help out around the house and be a smartass. Bonus points for smut and Nate freezing off non-vital body parts while Andy is busy "assisting" Miranda.


 
“Come on Nate, don’t dawdle. We need to get back to the village before it gets dark.”

“Well if you hadn’t made me climb that tree to pick purple liken we’d already be home.”

“Don’t blame me that you fell when that cute little finch pecked at you when you got to near its nest.”   

“Hey Andy, this looks like a fairy ring.”

“Are you sure?”

“Well, its round and in an odd place just off the path”

“WAIT, DON’T STEP IN IT. Nate!”

“Umm, I already sort of did.”

“Alright maybe I can fix this, but you have to do what I say.”

“Andy, come on I’m hungry. Let’s just head home.”

“Stop whining and stand still.”

“Andy, it’s getting really dark and….”

“Nate, No. Don’t. Step. Back on the ring.”

“spooky”

“Nate, that wasn’t a fairy ring it was a gateway.”

“Where are we? And why is it so cold?”

“Good questions.”

“You’re the forest expert.”

“Well, in case you didn’t notice I did tell you to listen to me and like usual, you ignored me and now we are lost.”

“Lost?”

“Yep.”

“Well, that’s just great.”

“Nate. Stop wandering off.”

“I’m hungry and cold. All that climbing made me hungry.”

<growl> <gurgle, gurgle>

“I guess you are, too.”

“Let’s just stick to the path and maybe we’ll find a wood cutter’s cabin.” If we walk faster we’ll stay warmer.”


20 minutes go by and Nate begins whining again.



“Andy, I need to eat. Can we get off the path and forage?”

“So if I peel some bark off a tree you are going to eat grubs?"

“Umm, I’ll eat the bark, I’m so hungry.”

“Fine. Let’s see what I can find.  There’s a break in the trees here and it looks like a trail that’s been used recently.”

“Hey! Can you smell that? Andy, I think someone is baking something nearby.”

“Slow down Nate.”


“Andy, Oh my god! Look at this cabin.”

“It sure doesn’t look like any woodcutter’s home that I’ve ever seen.”

“It must belong to a baker or a candy maker. Look at the fine detail on that scalloped eave.”

“Wow. Is that gingerbread?”

“There’s gumdrops, candy canes and lots of icing, too. I have to taste this.”

“Nate, you pulled off a whole shingle.”

“Yum, this is so good.”

“Just take a little bit so no one notices.”

“I have to get this recipe.” 


“You there. Stop eating my home.”



Part 2 

November 2nd, 2011

Writer's Block: Secret love

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Someone sent me flowers anonymously as a secret admirer when I was a high school senior. I never found out who. I tried to get the flower shop to tell me, but they wouldn't and no one ever fessed up. It was a totally random act; a puzzle I never solved.  

August 16th, 2011

Writer's Block: Crime pays

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Do you think that criminals should be able to profit from selling their memoirs, after serving jail time?


I am not in favor of censorship -- it is the justice issues that concern me.

Victimless crimes I have no issues; go for it. 

However, for violent offenders or white collar criminals who owe a debt to those that survived their offenses -- it seems fair that profits should be shared by those who were harmed.  I guess getting a ghost writer or being paid by a writer of true crime may insulate their wages somewhat, but that is one more way to try  to beat the system. 

I just feel strongly that the victims should not be re-victimized and that while the criminal served time and paid a debt to society, in reality they did not pay a debt to their victim.  Civil judgments often work something out such that the perpetrator of the crime does not profit.   I get that they may need to earn a living and writing may be the answer, but without destroying someone else's life they would not have a story to tell. 


August 28th, 2010


Big Fat Gay Collab


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tuDJmVkPYpw&feature=player_embedded

July 2nd, 2010

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zQwqepW97zs


Ciao,

Kali

April 14th, 2010

DWP Tattoos

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Subject:  DWP Tattoos
Challenge: Design (or describe) a tattoo that you or one of characters would wear
Share: Where you would put it and why  

I was reading a few fics and looking at some lovely graphics and it occurred to me that I hadn't seen a contest or challenge on tattoos.  Flash is fine  - obviously credit is due and no swiping if folks are willing to create. If this sound like fun let me know?


Who gets it:
Where does it go:
What is it:
Why did it:
 


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