Being in the Dragon’s Lair isn’t all bad. Sure, I’m not the wild mustang I used to be, but let’s face the facts - I was never a stallion. Fierna has me working regularly on many projects - fake documents, forged letters, anything and everything that will sow discord. I suppose I should feel bad bringing so much strife into the world, but I’m having a hard time caring these days.<...
2020-04-10 19:00:02 +0000 UTC View PostI release in her hand, filling it so the seed spills from between her fingers. The room spins and I sag limp and useless onto the bed.
“You keep impressing me, Koyo,” Rada moans. My vision fades to a pinpoint, but I still continue to feel the fire on my body.
“Go ahead, get some rest.” Rada purrs. “You’ve earned your sleep tonight.”
I dream nothing but good things. I dream of fire and Rada, her luscious body, her crushing thighs. I am taken away down a ri...
2020-04-09 21:00:02 +0000 UTC View Post
As I walk back to the entrance, the seven suspects rise and turn in my direction, looking at me as if expecting some sort of answer. I’m not sure what they are searching for. Possibly a multitude of questions are silently being asked at this moment.
“I need to smoke,” I say with a heavy sigh.
Mr. Faire glares at me. “No!”
“I don’t live here anymore. You don’t get to ...
2020-04-09 19:00:02 +0000 UTC View Post“You’re always bored.” The voice sends shivers down my spine and makes my asshole feel loose. I lose my breath for a second and try to collect it, all while my gut churns into a nauseous froth.
“Bothering the new inmate, I see.”
The child steps out of view, going towards the speaker with the powerful voice. “Yes, Mama.”
Ah, the aforementioned mother warden, the one I should be afraid of. I stiffen my shoulders and try to sit erect, but I feel as though I will s...
2020-04-08 21:00:33 +0000 UTC View Post
“Please put that out!” Mr. Faire snaps at me.
I keep him at arm’s length as I blow smoke out the door. “Just let me finish!”
Mr. Faire pulls at me, trying to get me to drop my precious cigarette. “Put it out, Hector! Right this instant!”
Haytham sighs heavily. “This is not the time.”
“Who is this man, even?” The dark-haired one demands. He stands from his...
2020-04-08 19:00:02 +0000 UTC View PostThe young men are both handsome with strong jaws and slightly buck teeth. The one in black looks serene, almost half asleep, the one in red looks anxious, almost near tears.
I sigh to myself as I look at their handsome faces. “I see, so that’s what you used to be.” I hear a clatter in the hallway, so I duck myself behind the paintings. It’s there I lay myself down and fall asleep.
I wake up and crawl out from behind the paintings. As I do, I see Seraphina standing there, s...
2020-04-07 20:01:00 +0000 UTC View Post
I receive the strangest call from an old friend early in the evening. His voice sounds stilted, slightly panicked. Through all the time I’ve known him, I never once saw him nervous or apprehensive, and this worries me. After everything he’s done for me, he’s never so much as asked me for a favor. I owe him a great deal.
The Carnival hasn’t changed much, but it’s so much bigger than I ...
2020-04-07 19:01:00 +0000 UTC View Post“I’m going to get into the palace.” I toss the hook over and it snags at the top of the gate. Tugging on it a few times, I see that it is secure.
“You shouldn’t!” The girl gasps. “The whole place is cursed!”
“Cursed, you say?” I lay the grown lining over my shoulder. “How is it cursed?”
The girls look frightened as they glance to one another. “The queen is evil, and she wants everyone to be as miserable as she is.”
“I see,” I start...
2020-04-06 21:01:00 +0000 UTC View PostBeing in the Dragon’s Lair isn’t all bad. Sure, I am not the free stallion I used to be, but let’s face facts, I was never a stallion. Fierna has me working quite regularly on many projects. Fake documents, trades, forging letters, whatever will cause a petticoat to bunch it’s my job to do it. I suppose I should feel bad sowing so much discord and strife into the world, but really I’m having a hard time caring these days.
I usually spend my days working, dealing with courtiers...
2020-04-06 20:01:48 +0000 UTC View Post
Hearthway Hollow was supposed to be a punishment for me. I was left here to die and be forgotten by the world. To the rest of the weres, Hearthway Hollow was a joke, a blight of weakness in what had once been a strong lineage. Werewolves didn’t have famili...
2020-04-06 19:01:01 +0000 UTC View PostYou've seen Par's art before in my mailouts. They made chibi Mr. Faire and Rube, and they have new art for some classics!
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Queen Anemone
2020-04-06 02:01:00 +0000 UTC
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This isn't everything, and I only included a few highlights of character's birthdays. If there are any your curious about, I'll see about adding them!
Hearthway Hollow Timeline
1922
August 17th- Abe Locklear is born
December 20th- Vivienne Bitsuie is born
1940
May 7th- Vivienne becomes a nurse on the warfront
1941
July 4th- Abe is drafted to fight in WWII
1942
March 14th- Abe meets Vivienne while in a military hospital.
A...
2020-04-05 16:20:00 +0000 UTC View Post
I totally forgot to post this! But it’s happening tonight and I hope you join us!
2020-04-05 00:32:57 +0000 UTC View Post“Consider that a warning, Master Mercutio.” Lena bows their head. “I could have more than enough evidence to convict you of this plot against the Duke of Torva, but I do owe you a small favor. If you aren’t careful from now on, you could get caught with your hand in the cookie jar.”
I chuckle and lay my hands on my hips. “You know I’m going to do all I can to find out who you are. I’m going to keep you close, which isn’t exactly a good place to be. The closer you are, ...
2020-04-04 21:01:00 +0000 UTC View Post
Before I met my wife, there was another. Working in the gardens of the royal palace, I came across my fair share of people who wandered through the roses, admiring their beauty and perfume, or simply wanting to escape the bickering of the royal family. I’ve been around for a long time, since Bellerophon was king and Merah Muda had brown hair.
But before Alise came into my life and made ...
2020-04-04 19:00:02 +0000 UTC View PostYou should all be familiar with MaxSpite by now, he's helped me create what is now the canon apperance of my gillman Levi, and has been instrumental in making Spite and my symbiote characters what they are today!
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2020-04-04 17:00:03 +0000 UTC
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“Very smart,” I remark. “You kept it well preserved from the crime scene. But I suspect it was clean anyways.” I keep my hand on the glove and let it fall away from the blade, which is indeed clean while being pitch black.
“I’ve seen weapons like this. They’re used for Deicide, created from the remains of an Ophiotaurus. A good friend of mine has a collection of these.” I take Ophelia’s clutch and compare sizes. “Where did you get it?”
Ophelia bristles and he...
2020-04-03 21:00:02 +0000 UTC View Post
I’ve been doing what I can to make ends meet. Performing on the street doesn’t always pay the bills, so I rely on friends sometimes to find me a couple of odd jobs. Recently, an old friend of mine has me performing in her troupe. Usually we’re in front of a crowd of drunks; you do a little show, strip off what you’ve got, and the men throw money at you like you’re a wishing well. Every so o...
2020-04-03 19:01:00 +0000 UTC View PostMarch was a thing wasn't it? Hopefully there's a bright horizon somewhere in April. Until then, I hope my stories can help you in finding some silver linings.
There's some tieflings
A kobold
Blanchfleur talks about their past
Pan is dealt with
Nutcrackers are a thing
Another headless horseman, er, woman
Beleth shines again
A drider
A new thing called a Tigristaur
A couple of Rakshasa
3 bears (I apologize in advance)
There...
2020-04-03 12:35:21 +0000 UTC View PostMr. Gold frowns. “I saw something red, like him.” He looks pointedly to Mr. Goodfellow. “I was following someone who was wearing red, hoping they could lead me out. But I lost them and, by that time, I found myself wedged in a corner.”
I then turn to the clown and the mime. “You two must work here.” I move my finger between them. “Is one of you deaf or hard of hearing?”
The clown steps forward. “We do,” he bows his head to me. “And yes, my brother is partiall...
2020-04-02 21:00:02 +0000 UTC View Post
The shop is built into the root system of an old tree, which over time has naturally risen from the earth, creating a perfect nook for a home or business. The inside of the shop is like any other, only with the added insulation of the rock and soil. The sign out front designates it as a simple apothecary, but your client called it something else. Apparently, the proprietor is extremely knowledgeable ...
2020-04-02 19:01:00 +0000 UTC View PostI scratch at my chin. “Well, it depends,” I murmur. “I could run away, tell my only friend in the world to take care of it himself. No one wants to deal with shit like this.” I point the cigarette down at the body. “Or, I could suck it up and be the first to figure out how someone kills a god.” I grin and let out a laugh. “Second, go after the murderer.”
Haytham nods his head. “Where do we start?”
“Step back.” I move myself closer to the body again. I remov...
2020-04-01 21:00:06 +0000 UTC View Post
Horvath helps me down from the bed. His large hand is big enough that I can sit in it, and I hold his wrist while he lowers me to the floor. Looking up, everything is so much more than me, so much bigger. I barely come up to Horvath’s knee, and knowing he could squish me at any moment makes me hold my breath in fear.
Horvath takes me outside, letting me see what the Dwelling place reall...
2020-04-01 19:00:06 +0000 UTC View PostI think for a moment. “How about for Valentine’s day tomorrow I bring them out and try to play for you again?”
Shauna laughs sleepily. “What the heck for?”
“Old times sake. I don’t think I’ll be able to play again once the baby comes.” I stroke her back as she starts to sink into sleep.
“Might be nice,” she murmurs. “Could be awful.”
“Get some sleep.” I reach out and turn the lamp off. “We’ll work on names again tomorr...
2020-03-31 21:00:02 +0000 UTC View Post
My village is close-knit. We all work together to help each other out, sort of like a big family. My father is the village head, as my grandfather was before him, and my great grandfather before him too. I’m the first girl born into the family for thirteen generations, a rarity. My father named me Opal, for the gemstone our village is famous for.
My father has always enjoyed having me t...
2020-03-31 19:00:03 +0000 UTC View PostAtropa scoffs and shakes her head. “Ok, but remember, this was teeny tiny me who thought of this. But, anyways, I thought if I made perfect paper roses, then, the ghosts of the roses that die would come and inhabit my paper ones then go on and live forever.” She flourishes her fingers out then chuckles with embarrassment. “Ridiculous, no?”
“No,” I shake my head. “I think it is very sweet! Like you wanted to give them a second chance at a better life.”
“You see it...
2020-03-30 21:00:02 +0000 UTC View Post
Going to work is a pain in the ass, but I suppose that’s true for everyone. For me, it involves a long, long, long, train ride, then a bus from the train station. It gets a bit tedious. Back when I lived closer it was fine, but I had to move for several reasons. It’s complicated. A‘me’ thing, but I have been trying every day to get a job closer to home.
I work as a manager for a really ...
2020-03-30 19:00:03 +0000 UTC View PostAll through April I will be doing spotlights of artists I have worked with and who have become great friends with. Starting off we have The Forgess. She's become a dear and beloved friend, but she is also one of the most talented artists I have seen!
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Othello’s smile is a proud one. His tongue darts over his lips and he blows you a kiss. “Unlike most men, I have two.”
Your third week with Othello, you’re tasked with completing several orders. Othello gives you instructions, and you copy them down verbatim, starting off your own version of his recipe book. It’s hard work and the basement room stays steaming hot.
You strip down, only wearing your pants, gloves, and apron. It helps a little, at least it feels like ...
2020-03-27 21:00:02 +0000 UTC View Post