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You caught me working just now. Hmm...? Ignore whats on my screen. I would never code something malicious Take my lamia word for it. Hehehe~
(thanks again to @KellyMorGon for drawing this absolute masterpiece)
2025-09-08 20:02:51 +0000 UTC View PostYou ever have that moment where everything just clicks? Like the world itself saw you, winked, and said, “Yeah, you’re the one.” That’s me, Lucky Straight.
Owner of the finest casino this side of any plane, The House of Hearts. A palace of velvet, lights, and impossible odds. And guess what? I own those odds. Not metaphorically. Literally. Every game, every card, every spin of the wheel bends to my will.
See, I’ve got something the other suckers don’t. A little brand o...
2025-09-06 21:00:04 +0000 UTC View PostMakoto stared at her phone for a long while before finally tapping in the number Mishima had given her. She wasn’t entirely sure what she was doing. It felt… weird. Wrong, even. But the mess in the Niijima apartment had grown unbearable, and no matter how many times she promised herself she would tidy up, her mind was always too occupied with Phantom Thief business… or worse, with her sister.
The line clicked, and a warm, cheery voice answered. “Thank you for calling. How may we...
2025-09-04 21:00:04 +0000 UTC View PostThey call me many things.
“The Flying Doom.”
“Crimson Talon of the Demon Sky.”
“Bird-Bat-Breasted Menace” — rude, but technically accurate.
But to the rest of the demon realm, I am simply Lady Fotia, Vampire Harpy General of the Demonlord’s Grand Army.
A noble. A tactician. A woman of refined taste.
Granted, I’m not the physically strongest among His Dreadship’s lieutenants. I’m not some brutish hell-ogre pounding walls with my fists or barking li...
2025-09-02 21:00:05 +0000 UTC View PostYou’ve made up your mind.
Tonight’s the night you finally check out the casino everyone won’t shut up about. “Lucks Out Casino”, the name alone always made you raise an eyebrow. Bold. A little tacky. But if your friends are to be believed, it’s one of the most dazzling spots in town. They told you stories of bright lights, fancy drinks, velvet everything. Some of them had walked away with an extra hundred. Some with a little less than they came in with. That’s the dance of...
2025-08-30 21:00:02 +0000 UTC View PostAri yanked on his hoodie, phone buzzing in his pocket as he double-checked he had his portable charger, backup power bank, and snacks. His heart was already racing, like it always did when a new Pokemon Go event dropped, but this one felt different. This one felt bigger and better than ever before.
He glanced at his phone screen again, reading the event summary for the tenth time.
“Okay, okay… lemme get this straight,” he muttered to himself as he slung on his crossbody bag ...
2025-08-28 21:00:02 +0000 UTC View PostThe last rays of sunlight dipped below the horizon, painting the wide open plains in hues of purple and indigo. The wind was still. The stars held their breath.
Esma stood on the dry grass, hands in her jacket pockets, her posture unsure, but somehow her heart strangely committed. Beside her floated Nagisa Fulkami: Goddess of Darkness, shadow of the eternal moon, semi-acquaintance of a mutual friend. Her black kimono billowed in a wind that didn’t touch anything else. Her orange hair ...
2025-08-26 21:00:07 +0000 UTC View Post
"SILENCE! You think being a maid is all sugar and rainbows. Just cleaning windows and shaking Booties? You absolute Pleabians! You know nothing about being a proper maid with honor! Now pay attention! You will not leave this room before I have drilled the ins and outs about maidhood firmly into your head! Nagisas Abyssal Trainingscamp for Misbehaved Maids starts NOW!"
Thank you again to @KellyMorGon for drawing this masterpiece. She is the only one excused from class today. Everyone el...
2025-08-24 23:09:57 +0000 UTC View PostThe world was going full monster-girl mode lately. Titania had tried to ignore it at first. After all, humans were always doing weird stuff whenever you pause to check. But even she had to admit, it was starting to get ridiculous.
“Okay, so,” she muttered to herself, lounging around in her mossy throne, three arms dangling off the sides, one of them head in hand, “Dragon girls? Sure, whatever. That's classic. Big wings, big horns, big boobs. People love that.” She rolled her hea...
2025-08-24 21:00:06 +0000 UTC View Post—CAMERA ON—
The shot opens a bit crooked, tilted slightly to the left as Hiros fiddles with the settings. The bright beach stretches out in the background: Golden sand, umbrellas fluttering in the breeze, and the gentle crash of waves nearby. Someone shouts “Woooo!” in the distance. The screen levels out as Hiros steadies the camera.
Hiros (behind the camera):
"Alright, day three of beach week. Supposedly there’s a hidden sea cavern ...
Angela adjusted the straps on her boots for the tenth time. Not because they needed adjusting. She just needed to do something while the scientists rambled on about “precautions” and “genetic anomalies” and “informed consent.” Whatever. She was here to win, not listen to a TED Talk.
A hundred other contestants stood in the facility’s glass-walled briefing room, all suited up in various states of athleticism and paranoia. Some...
2025-08-20 21:00:02 +0000 UTC View PostSaika Totsuka stood just inside the glittering threshold of The Dark Goddess’ Power Palace, clutching his gym bag like it might protect him from the sheer weight of the place. From the outside, the building looked like a cross between a Greek temple and a sci-fi superweapon. Inside, it was somehow worse.
The floor shimmered with a sleek black polish that reflected more muscle than any one mirror should be allowed to. Machinery hummed. Massive weights clanked in the distance. Somewhere...
2025-08-18 21:00:04 +0000 UTC View Post
The camera was slightly off-center, tilted just enough to make Raphael look like he was leaning into a hurricane.
"Yo! …wait, is this thing even on?" he mumbled, squinting at his monitor. His webcam caught his slightly-messy brown hair, a worn sweater, and the unmistakable glow of a man who had only half-read the user manual.
A ping sounded in hi...
2025-08-16 21:00:12 +0000 UTC View PostThe base was quiet.
A flickering hum filled the chamber, the sound of ancient energy awakening from its long slumber. In the center of the room, surrounded by softly glowing sigils and rune-etched walls, the rookie stood alone. He didn’t speak. He didn’t move. His hands were clasped tightly around the orb. It was smooth, near weightless, and pulsing with a faint, otherworldly rhythm.
He could still hear his mentor’s voice in the back of his mind. “When the moment comes, th...
2025-08-14 21:00:03 +0000 UTC View PostThe bell above the door gave a cheerful jingle, immediately swallowed by the buzzing of machines and the faint crackle of static in the air. Inside, the shop was part antique store, part mad science lab, and part magical fallout zone. Strange devices littered every surface. Some humming, some blinking, some twitching as if alive. A sign above the counter read:
“Wan-Ting’s Wonderworks – We Fix What Magic Broke (Or Break It More!)”
From the back, a muffled cla...
2025-08-12 21:00:04 +0000 UTC View PostThe lake was unnaturally still.
A moment ago, the surface shimmered with lazy ripples and magical sparkles. Now it exploded.
SPLASH!
Two bodies burst from the water and crashed onto the grassy shore with all the grace of freshly caught fish being tossed from a net.
One landed curled like a dancer mid-spin, glistening gold scales catching the early sun. She blinked, sat up, and ran her elegant clawed fingers through her long, silky golden hair that tumb...
2025-08-10 21:00:03 +0000 UTC View PostAsh drifted like snow across the blackened remains of the city. Flames crackled weakly among collapsed rooftops and shattered stone, casting flickering shadows across the ruins. Smoke coiled into the crimson sky, carrying the scent of scorched wood, blood, and victory.
James Grayson stood at the heart of the devastation, his towering black armor unmarred by soot or blade. A jagged crimson cape flared behind him, fluttering like a banner of conquest. His sword, long as a man and twice as...
2025-08-08 21:00:03 +0000 UTC View PostThe time has come again. Poll story voting time!
This times theme is "Teachers". Turning into teachers, turning by the teachers, turning teachers into hotter teachers... the door is open.
Also as a refresher: This is the REGULAR patreon poll for Maries followers (3€ Tier). There is also a Premium Priest only poll where votes are worth twice as much as on the regula...
2025-08-07 16:21:57 +0000 UTC View Post
Hey everyone, Hiros53 here. I have been on vacation last week and even this week still. I have my laptop with me, so I expected to do some writing and posting whenever I found the time, however I mostly found time for writing stories and not really to organize things, make polls and do patreon stuff. Sorry about that.
I'm going to post the poll shortly, but I just wanted to tell you all that I am okay, I am on vacation and that I hope all of you still enjoy my stories even while I...
2025-08-07 16:00:34 +0000 UTC View PostNagisa yawned. What a dull kind of day,
Her friends were all “busy” or “far, far away.”
She twirled her hair, then gave it a pat,
“I guess I’ll just fix that… imagine that!”
With a grin that spelled mild divine misbehavin’,
She floated outside, all cheerful and chaos cravin’.
First up was Azalea, chaos in wings,
A fairy who dabbled in very cursed things.
Too wild to text back, too busy to care,
She vanished mid...
2025-08-06 21:00:04 +0000 UTC View PostThere was a bit of outrage brewing in the Pocket Netherworld. Not your standard "someone forgot to restock the sardines" outrage, but a full-on, capital letters, background-fire-and-dramatic-music kind of outrage.
The rumor of the Prinny kidnappings had been making its rounds. And after Usalia’s smooth infiltration and a whisper-thin tip-off to Justice Gallop Etna, all hell had finally broken loose.
And that's when even someone like… Laharl caught wind of it.
Yes. The La...
2025-08-04 21:00:02 +0000 UTC View PostIt was a day like any other in the control room: the gentle hum of magical machinery, the twinkling glimmer of floating UI windows, and the steady, plush embrace of Fuka-PTP's thighs supporting SecPrinny like the world's softest command chair.
The Prinny in charge was nestled deep in his lap-pillow throne, lazily scrolling through gacha menus with one flipper while watching security footage on the big monitors. Sardine-flavored snacks were piled on his chest like he was some kind of fis...
2025-08-02 21:00:11 +0000 UTC View PostIt was a quiet Sunday morning, birds chirped, the sun shone. Gerry, still in his pajama pants and two days overdue for a shave, shuffled into the kitchen, poured himself a questionable amount of coffee, and prepared for a day of absolutely nothing.
That’s when I decided to turn him into a mother.
“—Wait. What?!” Gerry’s head jerked up, eyes wide. “You can’t just say that like it’s normal! I’ve been in this story for five sentences!”
Six, technically. But ...
2025-07-30 21:00:01 +0000 UTC View PostNight. A dimly lit research facility on the outskirts of Mor Ardain’s capital. Sparks flicker from cracked terminals. The walls hum faintly with residual ether energy.
Two bandits in dark cloaks creep through the broken security door. One carries a small device emitting a faint pulsing light. The other fidgets nervously as they scan through labeled crates.
GOON #1
(whispering)
Come on, come on… The client said it’d be in storage sector C. We g...
The control room lights dimmed ever so slightly as SecPrinny reclined into his usual pose of mischief and minimal responsibility. Sardine cr
The control room lights dimmed ever so slightly as SecPrinny reclined into his usual pose of mischief and minimal responsibility. Sardine crumbs dotted the console like dust. Nagisa floated lazily in his HUD, humming a tipsy jingle she had apparently just made up on the spot.
SecPrinny was back on his gacha nonsense, scrolling through his mos...
2025-07-26 21:00:09 +0000 UTC View PostSecPrinny was lounging in the control room again, draped across a golden beanbag and snacking on sardine-flavored crackers while basking in
SecPrinny was lounging in the control room again, draped across a golden beanbag and snacking on sardine-flavored crackers while basking in the sparkly afterglow of being financially adopted by a lamia.
But even amid his newfound wealth, something gnawed at his soul.
He glanced at Nagisa, who was spinning happily in a corner of his HUD, ...
2025-07-24 21:00:15 +0000 UTC View PostThe control room was once again bathed in the familiar glow of pink-orange sparkles and mild electronic regret. SecPrinny was hunched over h
The control room was once again bathed in the familiar glow of pink-orange sparkles and mild electronic regret.
SecPrinny was hunched over his phone, tongue poking out the side of his beak in deep focus. His stubby flippers moved with precision as he rolled, dragged, slotted, and fused his ever-growing library of Class Boosts and Evility Hear...
2025-07-22 21:00:03 +0000 UTC View Post"Alright, dood," said SecPrinny, eyes locked on his now possibly-sentient gacha game. "So… what do I gotta do to get the good stuff?" Nagisa
"Alright, dood," said SecPrinny, eyes locked on his now possibly-sentient gacha game. "So… what do I gotta do to get the good stuff?"
Nagisa bounced in her little display window, smiling like someone who’d definitely never deleted a soul on purpose.
"Easy! Just open one pack of Class Boosts and one pack of Evility Hearts!"
S...
2025-07-21 21:00:02 +0000 UTC View PostCRASH!
The door to the room flew open hard enough to take a hinge with it.
"SEC-PRINNY!"
It was Etna, tail swishing, eyes blazing, and boot firmly ready to kick.
"WHERE WERE YOU WHEN A THIEF BROKE INTO MY GOLD VAULT?!"
"W-Wha—?! Dood! I swear I was watching!"
(He absolutely was not.)
"You let Artina, the so-called Angel of Avarice, sneak in, swipe fifty pounds of gold, and walk out WHILE WAVING TO A CAMERA!"
"…D-Doesn’t that just ...
2025-07-20 21:00:02 +0000 UTC View Post