Living a Quinn Fabray "I'll let you touch my breast" lifestyle.
So I’m midway through my latest story, and so far, Quinn’s lost a sketchbook/journal and is about to have her poetry and art skills, not to mention the inner recesses of her mind, discovered by one Rachel Berry.
I wonder how Rachel feels about nude sketches.
"Quinn, this is lovely, but from a technical standpoint, my breasts are actually much higher."
If anyone wants to suggest things for me to write, please feel free. I can’t guarantee that I’ll write everything I receive, but inspiration often comes from unexpected places.
For instance, the wet tee shirt fic came from a prompt by a friend “maybe it’s raining.”
My ask is open for this and almost anything else you might want to know :)
is for the simple need - Quinn makes a purchase after Rachel brings up the fact that she’s interested in a little something extra in the bedroom.
Forgetting Any Other Home But This - For Faberry Week’s Teacher/Student prompt. A very loose interpretation of the concept. Quinn helps Rachel with her understanding of Shakespeare.
Every Time You Move I Let a Little More Show - For Faberry Week’s Nerd Quinn and Cheerio Rachel prompt.
I Wasn’t Looking for This - Quinn’s working tech on an off-Broadway show, starring Rachel. There’s a technical difficulty.
Girls Just Wanna Have Birthday Sex - This is actually a threesome story about Quinn, Rachel, and Santana. But there’s no threesome option. It’s Rachel’s 25th birthday. That’s the whole plot.
Sketch Everything And Keep Your Curiosity Fresh - Quinn’s taking a summer art class between semesters at Columbia. Guess who the nude model is?
Bam, Said the Lady -In all of this, the towel lands on the floor, Quinn’s eyes land on everything between Rachel’s neck and knees, and nothing about any of this changes for at least ten seconds.
Short Order- Quinn’s been meeting up for some late night action with a waitress at her favorite late night diner.