A mid-October Monday afternoon found Daniel Carter standing once more in the back of a drafty community center room. The fold-out chairs were arranged in neat lines, the air smelled faintly of burnt coffee from a steel percolator on the counter, and the chatter of volunteers filled the space. He let his gaze drift across the bulletin board plastered with flyers and schedules, noticing how rarely the entire Watch group assembled like this. Most nights, it seemed, there were small patrol briefi...
2025-10-04 03:10:10 +0000 UTC
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Well all, here we are again, and once more I have to say thank you to each and every one of you. Thanks to all of you this page has really started to take off, and I couldn't be more appreciative to each of you for helping me grow this fast, and this well. Coming off the tail of a massive three chapters for Days Gone By (it's been a hell of a week, I tell ya) it's time to tell you all what next month will look like. As you all might have noticed, Tie the Noose came in with a record 90+% of...
2025-09-27 07:06:25 +0000 UTC
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…there was always a brutal arithmetic to war. How many bodies, bullets and bandages it cost to make the enemy sue for peace, to give up, to surrender. Before it had been measured in trench lines, in gas attacks and sweeping machinegun nests. Then, it was measured in tank shells and tracks, in how many miles a rolling metal war machine could charge before needing a fresh tank of ragnoline. But that wasn’t the war we fought. Our calculus wasn’t measured in machines, or bullets, or eve...
2025-09-27 06:53:51 +0000 UTC
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…I still recall the stench of those sewers, the cloying blackness that swallowed us as we moved through the sick underbelly of Western Vasel. The Regulars had abandoned it without a fight, one more sin to add to the pile, and left it to the Militia to pay the blood price to bring it back. Radi was waiting for us, over there, with his guns and his tanks, but what he had prepared for was a different kind of war. An honorable war. We taught him that war was anything but.
-Ch...
2025-09-27 06:52:27 +0000 UTC
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AN: So this is a rarity. A note before the story. You may notice that I’ve abandoned the first person perspective in this set of chapters, and there’s a reason for that. This fic went on a two month hiatus while I tried to refresh and find new motivation in making this work, and the biggest issue I kept running into was the first-person storytelling perspective. I just… don’t use it any more. When I started this fic in 2015 that was my style, but I’ve kinda evolved from then, and as...
2025-09-27 06:51:07 +0000 UTC
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So I've been just blown away by all of your support, it's been a huge help in getting me on my feet and keeping me writing, and I love each and every one of you for it. From your comments and criticisms, to your likes and conversations, you've all been a huge font of inspiration for me and I want you to know that.
That said I've been a little quiet lately, and I wanted to give you all a bit of an update as to why. All good news, though, I promise!
So the last couple weeks I've be...
2025-09-25 01:05:36 +0000 UTC
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The first thing Daniel became aware of was the ache. Not the sharp, jarring pain of overwork or injury, but a slow-burning, all-encompassing soreness that hummed deep in every muscle. His shoulders throbbed with the weight of her pulling him close over and over again. His thighs protested slightly as he shifted under the covers, each movement a reminder of just how enthusiastically the night had gone. His lower back gave a faint twinge of exhaustion, his arms heavy, hands still faintly tingli...
2025-09-20 02:14:41 +0000 UTC
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As you might have noticed I just dropped a deluge of around ten chapters for this new fic I'm working on, and for once it's an original piece. I kinda wanted to branch out into a new thing with a bit of a different methodology than I've been using, so instead of massive chungus chapters going forward for Old Glory I think I'll start doing drops of shorter chapters multiple times a week, usually between 1500 and 2000 words each. I kinda wanna see what the response would look like the that. ...
2025-09-20 01:30:09 +0000 UTC
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Commander Deacon Hall felt disjointed from time itself, as though his body had been dragged forward but his soul had been left somewhere behind. The moment they activated the time dilation field, there had been a hum, a sense of tension thick enough to drown in, and then nothing but silence and white. For two weeks they had waited inside the Ark, nervous, half-believing they would emerge to ash or vacuum or some misfire of time itself. Those days were filled with whispered conversations and t...
2025-09-20 01:18:25 +0000 UTC
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The giant creature surged up the hillside like a nightmare given form, each of its steps thundering against the earth with such force that the hill itself seemed to flinch beneath its weight. It crossed the open ground in four massive strides, faster than any of them could have believed, a towering mass of muscle wrapped in pale, stretched flesh. Its body was a ruin of old wounds, stitched with puckered scars and bolted-on plates of ragged armor, the welds still black with burn. In it's hand,...
2025-09-20 01:17:26 +0000 UTC
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PFC Doggit had just enough time to brace before the brute hit him like a meteor, the impact slamming into his combat shield with bone-jarring force. His exoskeleton shrieked in protest, servos grinding as it fought to keep him upright. The brute was a tower of filth and fury, swathed in rotted fur and layered with muscle so dense it seemed carved from stone. One hand gripped a bulbous, iron-headed club, awkward and crude, but deadly, while the other clawed viciously at Doggit’s shield, yell...
2025-09-20 01:16:08 +0000 UTC
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There was a moment of quiet before Powell lost his cool. He stumbled back into Hotchkiss, his breath coming fast and ragged. “That ain’t wolves that did this,” he blurted, panic threading his voice. “You saw the drone. You saw the arm. Wolves don’t rip up ceramics like that! Something else is out here, something worse, and we’re walking right into it!”
Hotchkiss grabbed him by the harness and shook him once, his own composure cracking. “Shut it, Bert! Get a hold of yours...
2025-09-20 01:15:16 +0000 UTC
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The Pandion set down at the last known location of Heimdall-9, a stretch of deserted swamplands that reeked of eggs and sour milk. In the cloudy, sunless evening the world lay under a pall of murky shadows, the cold humidity clinging to skin and armor alike. The air felt thick enough to drink, the smell of stagnant water and rot heavy with every breath. Towering trees rose like the skyscrapers of the Old World, their bark slick with moss, roots twisting into the muck that clutched at boots wi...
2025-09-20 01:13:50 +0000 UTC
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The inside of the Pandion transport was blocky, military, and stripped bare of comfort, a machine built with no thought for anything but function. Based loosely on the old Osprey designs, its tilt-rotors had long since been replaced by advanced thrusters mounted on swept wings, giving it the ability to hover and lurch through hostile skies. The cabin was narrow and close, lined with exposed struts and steel benches that rattled as the craft shifted. None of the six soldiers aboard, nor their ...
2025-09-20 01:12:34 +0000 UTC
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The shattered ship dominated the plains like a fallen monument. Measuring three miles from prow to stern and a mile high at its tallest spine, it had split on descent and burned through the air, then struck and survived. Its sterilization field had erased every living thing in Kansas City, down to the smallest bacteria, earning it the ominous moniker of the Kansas City Killer. In the aftermath, the wreck became a fortress laboratory under federal control. Wrapped in a security cordon a dozen ...
2025-09-20 01:10:49 +0000 UTC
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By 2072, large regions of Asia had gone silent. The magnetic storm expanded from the Himalayan impact zone and enveloped China and India. It pressed into Central Asia, Russia, and the Middle East, erasing everything in it's path. Major cities along the corridors suffered cascading grid failures, uncontrolled fires, and structural collapse as systems shorted and hard infrastructure was overrun. Power and water became rare luxuries as entire cities found themselves first becoming the new ...
2025-09-20 01:08:40 +0000 UTC
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New Year’s Day, 2070, brought a miracle that defied every scientific model and expectation humanity had clung to in desperation. For over two years, the world had lived beneath the shadow of what was once called the Martinez-NAAS Planetkiller, an impossibly massive object that had entered the solar system at speeds no natural object could sustain. It had been declared a death sentence, a cosmic verdict delivered by fate. Yet on that day, across a shattered world, billions of eyes witnessed ...
2025-09-20 01:07:35 +0000 UTC
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Isabella Martinez wasn’t anyone special. She worked night shifts as a research assistant for the North American Astronomical Survey, stationed at their newly commissioned deep space observatory tucked into the desert hills of northern Arizona. It was an isolated, dust-choked facility with more computers than people and often solitary, silent work.
Her job was routine: monitoring long-range sensor arrays, cataloging comet trails, mapping solar radiation levels, and submitting automated...
2025-09-20 01:06:47 +0000 UTC
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Saiga-12 (Striga)
Power: ★★★☆☆
Firing Speed: ★★★☆☆
Reload Speed: ★★★★★
Capacity: ★☆☆☆☆
Range: ★★☆☆☆
Critical Chance: ★★★☆☆
Daniel recovered the Saiga-12 during the purge of Hargreave’s bunker lab, pried from a locked security room that had once been stocked for the lab’s contain...
2025-09-14 11:37:10 +0000 UTC
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AN: The NSFW section is clearly marked at the e
2025-09-13 04:45:42 +0000 UTC
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AN: The next installment into my practice works for TtN NSFW. Jill decides to relax a little in the RPD showers. (Masturbation, Female Orgasm, Mild Femdom, Squirting, Yuri)
The hot water beat down on her shoulders, a relentless cascade that did nothing to soothe the ache deep within her. Jill’s forehead rested against the cool tile, one arm braced above her head. Her other hand was busy between her legs, fingers working in a slow, familiar rhythm against her clit. The steam-filled sta...
2025-09-08 09:33:42 +0000 UTC
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I've been kinda curious where you guys and gals found me. I try to be pretty active on all my accounts so I figured it might do to ask. You've all been great to me and I can't thank you enough and this kinda information is actually really useful.
2025-09-07 01:50:34 +0000 UTC
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Daniel woke on Sunday with his throat glued shut and the taste of copper rising behind his teeth. His eyes burned. Sweat clung to him like a second skin, slick and clammy despite the early heat pressing through the windows. The fan overhead spun in lazy, unhelpful circles, doing nothing to cut the sickly weight of the air. For a moment he lay still, trying to remember where he was. The ceiling looked too white. The light was too sharp.
Then pain bloomed under his ribs, and everything sn...
2025-09-06 02:30:35 +0000 UTC
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AN: My first of the practice NSFW stuff for TtN. Jill is feeling a little lonely and takes matters into her own hands. (Masturbation, Sex Toys, Anal, Female Orgasm, Overstim, Dirty Talk)
Jill Valentine slammed the door shut behind her, stripping off her leather jacket and tossing it carelessly onto the couch. Her head swam just enough from the drinks she’d had with the boys earlier to make her skin feel electric, her body restless. She ran a hand through her dark hair, letting out a b...
2025-09-01 10:24:29 +0000 UTC
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CODEX: PHALANX VEST
Classification: Heavy rigid-armor personal security hardshell with fixed pauldrons
Weight: 29.8 lbs (13.5 kg) fully assembled
Manufacturer: Armacham (Umbrella Corporation materiel production subsidiary)
Project Name: Phalanx Heavy Security System
Overview
Umbrella originally developed the Phalanx Heavy Security System as a project f...
2025-09-01 00:50:30 +0000 UTC
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So I think I'm gonna start loading these up on a month by month basis, to give you all an idea on what's coming.
This is what you have to expect for the next three updates!
9/6: Tie the Noose 8
9/13: Tie the Noose 9
9/20: NEW PROJECT! Introducing my foray into litRPG with Gunslinger Paladin! Chapters 1+2 will be up for free, with 3+4 in the pipe
9/27: Days Gone By 11 (See, I tolja I wouldn't forget about you!)
As always, the rough draft chapters will ...
2025-08-30 20:57:41 +0000 UTC
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Daniel stepped back into the lab with the Saiga
2025-08-30 03:46:47 +0000 UTC
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So I just wanna let you all know I've got a little bit of a medical thing going on on Friday. It's nothing serious, and I should be home same day but according to what I've been told they're gonna put me under for a bit beforehand, and it may make me a bit loopy for a while after. That said I will do my damnedest to get all the chapters out and updated on time this Saturday. If not, the latest will be Sunday, at the very very latest. I've got a decent backlog of chappies just in case of i...
2025-08-28 06:02:35 +0000 UTC
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So I've been at this for about two, three weeks, and what a wild time it's been just learning all the things, meeting you all and sharing my writing. For all of you I have nothing but my eternal gratitude and love, and I wanted to ask you what else you'd like to see here.
I've had some ideas here and there, from new project ideas to some polls for additional content to a mess of little thoughts in between, but I wanted to ask you, what would you all like to see here? I admit I'm not s...
2025-08-25 03:07:17 +0000 UTC
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Daniel didn’t hesitate. The flicker in the fog was all he needed. He squeezed the trigger and the P90 erupted in a staccato roar, muzzle flashes lighting the vapor around him like strobe lights in a nightmare. He barely saw what he was shooting at; something long-limbed, hunched low, darting sideways with a speed that turned motion into blur. Joints bent in impossible angles. Talons scraping against the floor. It vanished into the steam just as quickly as it appeared, and he couldn’t tell...
2025-08-23 03:05:07 +0000 UTC
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