Hands hammer on the cargo lifter’s hatch. “Fridgemeat! Open up!”

We have researched the concept of a worker’s union, the ship informs her.

“It’s a ball,” the dirter says, sounding embarrassed, as if acutely aware that sounds stupid.

Domestic ordinariness is somehow wonderful.

”…Shirts?” Gemma says blankly.

“I’m getting wife time for this,” xie says. “So unless you want me to wife you....”

“They call it Sodomy Doll.”

“It’s,” she says feebly, “it’s how the men talk. It’s just — you understand.”

Maybe Antsy dissociates a little, sitting in dulled pain and covered in drying blood.

“Where do you think you’re going?” Antsy says, loud and brisk and unfriendly.

A feeling gathers, like a storm-warning headache. She stays where she is, loose, hands empty and visible.

It’ll be fine.

“Alvin,” he says. “Alvin Frankenstein. Of the Boston Frankensteins.”

“How long,” Bettina says, high-pitched, “is this…safe?”

“I’d like to drug you sometime,” Malsi said, smiling, twisted two fingertips in, shot a staple into ær neck—

The khan sits in her tent and humours the emissary from the Empire to the west.

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There’s a bunch of ways to do magic.

“T wouldn’t know what to do if she wasn’t pissed about something,” she sighs.

The mech is the ideal fascist battlefield hero: an unreasoning terror weapon that walks like a man.

It’s been five years since they fitted Trina’s prosthetics.

“Fffffffuck,” Kira says, as the unmistakeable sounds of mayhem break out in another room. She rummages through the desk drawers she’s ransacking a little...

With apologies, because “Any sufficiently intense curry is indistinguishable from smut” is one heck of a line.

“Hey.”

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“It feels so good to be held,” she murmurs.

“Dum-dum,” Yuki says, condescendingly fond.

“Oh shit, look,” Pamnaxxa says, pointing.

Make Up A Criminal — Bounty Hunter who you gave yourself up to to avoid another

Demoncember writing prompt — Demon who got summoned by a vampire hoping for an easy meal. But the demon blood is not going to agree with them

Dreamwidth Vamptober writing prompt: @meli_writes — Vampire whose bites just really fucking hurt — did you expect some magic bullshit?

Make Up A Criminal‬ — Thief who shouldn’t have tried on the shiny thing they stole

Two different events book spaces in the back of the community library, and Evie amuses herself a little by watching scared little newbies wander in from the...

Every story ends: made visible, the woman leaves forever.

Bloody Shelby looked at the gun, and looked at the cards, and began to lay them out.

“Fluff?” First Aid Kitten Socks says in a small, sleepy voice, on Fluff’s couch in front of an old movie with a quilt tucked over them, head heavy on...

“I get a frisson just hearing you say ‘predator’ — I’m such a prey animal. Can I see your claws?”

She imagined no such durance as this.

Make Up A Criminal — Warlord who is always followed by the line of their petitioners

“Hellish,” Pamnaxxa agrees from behind huge sunglasses.

Kandi would know what to say. Antsy doesn’t.

“I’ve got tickets to a gig next week!” Bell says brightly from the door of Sarah’s workroom. “You want in?”

“Socks,” First Aid Kitten Whiskers says, sliding along Fluff’s couch until she’s leaning on Socks’ shoulder, batting her eyelids. “Sooooocks. Is it true you...

“Fluff! Make this guy go away!”