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2018-12-05 15:58:58 +0000 UTC View PostSterling laughs and there is a squealing feedback. “Ever since I was built I have to fight and argue for what I thought was right and needed. I don’t act out because I want to but because I have to. I wasn’t sent into space because I knew it was ridiculous to try and use robots to simulate human life. I am not human, and thank my makers for that. If I was a human, I might just shoot myself.”
“Ow,” one of your crew members whispers.
You scowl up at Sterling. “And what is wro...
2018-12-04 22:00:59 +0000 UTC View PostYou had always dreamed of what your wedding would be like. As a small child you used to play it out with all your dolls and stuffed animals. You would make our own wedding outfit and walk down an aisle with a sheet serving as a veil.
All you wanted was to have the biggest, most beautiful wedding that anyone had ever seen. It had never occurred to you to think about a groom or who you would be walking up the aisle towards. You wanted the big white...
2018-12-04 20:01:00 +0000 UTC View PostIf any of you want a commission and to be added to the waitlist send me a message! I’ll also try to get a Discord serve up as going here in the future. But for now you can message me here.
2018-12-04 14:02:29 +0000 UTC View PostI find out that Lola writes fanfiction, and that usually what she was doing on the train. She either would write on her phone, or she would read it.
“I know it’s silly,” she murmurs. “But it’s so much fun and I’ve made a lot of really good friends because of it.”
“I don’t really have a creative bone in my body,” I say. “So to me, I think it’s pretty impressive you can write like that.”
Lola’s smile is so bright and pretty, I love the way her soft c...
2018-12-03 22:00:02 +0000 UTC View PostThe village you’ve grown up in is ‘protected’ by a tribe of minotaurs. They offer the kind of protection that is based on fear and submission. They’ve ruled over your village for years, using their tactics to get the things they want. This includes food, money, and when they call for it, women.
The minotaur use the women to breed, and when they’re done with them and get the sons they want the women, and often baby girls, are ...
2018-12-03 20:00:03 +0000 UTC View Post“Jack?” I whisper.
He growls low. “How could you?” He whispers. “He’s just a kid.”
“He’s an adult!” Spite hisses, curling up over the top of my head. “Just because you see him as some helpless kid doesn’t mean the rest of the world does. He’s my partner.”
Jack snarls and reveals rows of jagged teeth. “He doesn’t know what’s at stake. He doesn’t know how powerful Rabid is.”
“He knows, don’t assume things,” Spite snarls back at him. ...
2018-12-01 22:00:04 +0000 UTC View PostMy parents have been gone for a while on vacation and business trips. My mom got a new job at some fancy new research facility, so before she started, she was giving a lecture tour and well, second honeymoon or something. So, I’ve been alone at the house.
I will be honest, it’s not much different. Usually, I go to school, come home to change, go to work, come home sleep. Rinse, repeat, rinse, repeat, rinse, repeat. All day, every d...
2018-12-01 20:00:08 +0000 UTC View PostYou can already smell the ocean and the beach. Glancing out your window, you see the wide expanse of the horizon turn into nothing but water. You grin, unable to hold back your excitement.
“You really do love the water,” Brict says, reminding you of his presence.
You sit back down. “Yes,” you murmur. “I love to swim.”
“Hopefully, it will be warm enough for that,” Brict replies. “To be honesty, I never have.”
You stare at him and gasp. “You can’t swim?...
2018-11-30 22:01:01 +0000 UTC View PostYou’re a little pissed off, to say the least. You had a pretty rough year before this. Having lived in the city most of your life, you were now stuck on some ranch in the middle of bum fucking nowhere.
You had gone through a pretty messy breakup, and you had to move out of your apartment. Before that, you had been searching for a job, which was something that had been leading to the buildup of the breakup. Well, being homeless ...
2018-11-30 20:00:03 +0000 UTC View PostClaudio puts his hand around your waist. “We’re both in pain.”
You step away from him. “I have a headache,” you grumble quietly. “That’s all I have that hurts.”
“Don’t lie to me,” he whispers.
You look down at the ground. “Claudio, please,” you moan.
“Let me help you,” he says. “Please. That’s all I want.”
You look up at him, seeing the warm, dark look of his eyes. You take in a breath and he kisses you. His lips are soft and warm and...
2018-11-29 22:01:00 +0000 UTC View PostYou’ve been a truck driver for a long time now, or at least it feels that way. Not that you’re complaining or anything, it better work than people give it credit for. It’s better than working in an office or retail. Being transgender brought about some uncomfortable situations, ones that truck driving avoids. You work alone, thankfully, and you don’t have to put up with too much bullshit on the regular.
The crew you work with a...
2018-11-29 14:00:03 +0000 UTC View PostI go inside and the house feels oddly empty. Not like before, but there was a strange sensation that I wasn’t alone. I shake this feeling off and go into my room. As I get ready to sit down to work I can’t concentrate. I look around my room, seeing the dirty clothes everywhere. I huff, deciding to procrastinate and do my laundry. I gather up everything then head downstairs. I look at Harlan’s room and decide to see if he has any laundry or clean sheets.
I go inside, picking up the clothe...
2018-11-28 22:00:02 +0000 UTC View PostYou used to love visiting your grandmother when you were little. Living on the coast of a small town in Maine meant you got to spend all summer swimming, going to the carnival, the beach parties, and downtown had the neatest little candy shop.
Your grandmother’s house was nice too. The big, elaborate Victorian mansion was one of the biggest buildings in town. Your grandmother won awards for her gardening and holiday decorating....
2018-11-28 20:01:00 +0000 UTC View PostYour treat was most certainly not the banana bread. “Oh, ok, I can help.” You go over to the sink with him, rinsing the dishes and putting them away to dry while he scrubs.
For the most part, you’re both quiet. Even over the afting aroma of the coffee, Deo still smells amazing. A mix of soap, clean clothes, and whatever rugged scent was natural to him.
“You know what they’re doing right?” Deo asks.
You glance up at him. “Who are doing what?”
Deo chuckles and h...
2018-11-27 22:00:01 +0000 UTC View PostIt’s been quite a while since the meteors landed, long enough that people were starting to leave. Although there were still enough people around to stir up concern. All this time, I have kept Goldie in my home, trying to keep her safe and hidden from those trying to hunt her down.
Of course, living with a giant rodent from outer space was weird, but Goldie wasn’t too bad. She’s clean and quiet, although she does have a tendency t...
2018-11-27 20:01:01 +0000 UTC View Post“Not-” the moth grunt as it pulls back another sprayer, “my problem.”
You take the ladder up to the back of the truck and the moth turns to face you, bending down to pull up the last sprayer.
“Don’t do it!” You snap at them.
The moth narrows their eyes and slowly starts to tug the sprayer up.
“It’s just my job! The country picks the pesticide!” You cry out, hoping to find something to say to stop them.
The moth hesitates. “That’s not excuse...
2018-11-26 22:01:00 +0000 UTC View PostA few months ago something really strange happened. During the meteor shower, several of the meteors came down and crashed on Earth, in my small town nonetheless. No one had expected it, so as soon as it was done town was swarmed with all sorts of people. There were scientists, new crews, government officials, UFO chasers, pagan worshippers. If it sounds insane and from a cheesy 1950’s B movie, it’s here now.
The craters wher...
2018-11-26 20:01:03 +0000 UTC View PostYou scratch at your temple then glance back up at Makhel. “I was wondering if you knew any carpenters of repairmen in town I could hire.”
“You’re looking at them,” Makhel says.
You look him over, from his barrely chest to his tree trunk arms. “You?” I ask. “Just you? Is that really my only damn option?”
“Afraid so,” Makhel sighs. “Most everyone else here is old or retired. Anyone else you have to call out of town for and they’ll bleed you dry.”
“...
2018-11-24 22:01:00 +0000 UTC View PostWhen I was a little girl, my mother was a pediatrician. Sometimes, when her patients were really sick, it was her bedside manner to tell them stories. She comforted them, telling them that fairies visited the sick, giving them kisses and watching over them. It helped her young patients not feel so alone, it made them feel special in a way. Even I had fallen for her stories a time or two. I even took those stories when I became a doctor myself.
&nb...
2018-11-24 20:00:02 +0000 UTC View PostShe had escaped the wreckage, safe but scared. She ran into the woods, hoping to hide there but was soon hunted down. Goldie found a way into my house and hid there until she got hungry. The rest is history.
Goldie is quite curious, especially when it comes to human anatomy. After finding my dildo and delving into my thoughts a bit, she’s been even more curious. I hate to admit it, but it’s kind of alluring. Goldie is cute and sweet, and in a way I find her attractive. It’s not something...
2018-11-23 22:00:59 +0000 UTC View PostI’ve finished the gate for Atticus and am delivering it to him for inspection. I had been to Aberdeen’s house countless times, but never once since Atticus had bought it and taken over North Square. The appearance of the place hadn’t changed at all, but the aura around it had. There was now this lively feeling, less pomp and more welcoming, as strange as that is.
I pull the carriage up to the existing gate, and before I can...
2018-11-23 20:00:02 +0000 UTC View PostI barely remember my dream from the night, those three glowing orbs outside my window. I just remember this odd, itching feeling at the back of my neck, like I was being watched. I lay in bed a while longer, wishing I had telekinetic powers and could make myself a cup of coffee with bourbon without moving.
I then hear something above me. It’s skitters and rustles, sounding like it’s coming from my attic. I groan. “Fucking squirrels again.”
I then hear a beam groan and my eyes sna...
2018-11-22 22:00:59 +0000 UTC View PostThe massive black sails that appeared on the horizon that day had many people hold their breath. I’ll admit, I too felt a serene sort of terror. I was afraid of what these black sails could mean for us, but I knew what was coming. Much like when a storm arrives. Storms do what storms will do, and no matter how much you fight, you can’t change that much.
The Ruby Empire has been through so much already, and since the Gnolls have fad...
2018-11-22 20:00:02 +0000 UTC View PostI already posted to Wattpad and Tumblr, but I figured I would add here. I'd like to update some of my other older stories. But here is Amit and Mythri's first appearances.
You’ve been in King Amit’s court since you were young, you had lost your family to Gnoll slavers. Your father risked his life to get you to the safety of the Rakshasa Royal city. You were taken in by Rakshasa royal guard and placed to work in the palace. So you grew up knowing the ins and outs of his palace intimatel...
One night, after we return home, I have a horrible nightmare. I am in the woods alone, trying to find Westley. A man then comes out from behind the trees. He is tall and broad. His skin looks like bronze and the more I look at him, the more strange his appearance becomes. His legs are dark and hairy, looking like the legs of a goat. He has tall, curled back horns that look stained with blood. His eyes are bright gold, glowing even in the daylight.
“My son likes you,” he says. His voice is ...
2018-11-21 22:00:59 +0000 UTC View PostI’ve lived by the ocean since I was born. I’ve always felt a connection to it, even when I was little. My mom tells me I used to get up at night and run a full bathtub while everyone else was asleep. Both of my parents had been lifeguards, but after I was born, my mom started a snack shop by the beach. My dad continued to be a lifeguard.
My mom told me stories about when she was young, having grown up in the same beachside town all...
2018-11-21 20:00:03 +0000 UTC View PostI look down at his paw and I don’t pull my hand away. “My dad did a good enough job. But still,” I grumble.
Atticus squeezes my hand. “That explains a few things,” he chuckles. He takes my hand, lifting it and kissing my knuckles. “Let me give you your gifts.”
I sigh and pull my hand back. “Why?” I huff.
“Because they’re for you. I can’t give them to anyone else,” he chuckles. “Please?” He asks. “Or else they are just going to go to waste.”
I...
2018-11-20 22:00:01 +0000 UTC View PostIt appeared one night, seeming to just rise as the sunset. The high peaks and arches of the big top filled the horizon, and the lights of the ferris wheel made it look as if the sun had set it all on fire. Come morning, everyone was abuzz talking about the mysterious carnival that had appeared.
Flyers had been posted in the dead of night, and people were collecting them like they were treasure. You were lucky enough to snatch one befor...
2018-11-20 20:00:02 +0000 UTC View Post