Giggle Moon

16 Dec 18
Wulf Space

[A/N: Holy… while this didn’t reach the length of the SayoTsugu fic, it still got longer than I expected. I suppose the lore dump at the end is in part to blame for that. Note on the previous fic: I guess it makes more sense that Moca would call Rinko “Rinko-san” or “Rinko-senpai” rather than […]

16 Dec 18
Piece of Kaffas

The Vint is not himself. Dorian, that is, Krem reminds himself, watching the mage thoughtfully over the rim of his mug. Dorian sits at the bar—by himself—with his chin resting on his folded arms, staring listlessly at his brandy, which he’s hardly touched in the hour he’s been slouching there.  “What do you think?” Skinner […]

16 Dec 18
Piece of Kaffas

Coming Home “My fellow Lucerni. This is, without a doubt, the single most important mission we shall ever undertake.” Maeveris pauses to take a breath—and then releases it with a sigh when Aurelie raises her hand. “What?” “That’s great and all, but where in the seven hells are we?” “Ari,” Caius hisses, swatting her leg, […]

16 Dec 18
Piece of Kaffas

The Big Guy Likes ‘Em Big **NSFW** An hour or so after midnight—judging by the position of the moon, and by how Dorian’s eyes itch with tiredness—Bull rolls over, props himself up on one elbow, and asks:  “Hey, Dorian—do you like my ass?”  Dorian cracks one eye open, squinting up at his lover. The sweat still […]

16 Dec 18
halfbakedgirlblog

I am writing a poem, it goes something like: You and I on the train back home. You order a drink. Black coffee. White cup. I drink it instead.  A woman on the phone, you coward. The sun is setting. Orange flames and pink lemonade. Paraphrase of what you say to me. You lied. Something […]

16 Dec 18
Author April L Wood

Fire witch Summer Wormwood’s last day of school was a trash fire—her boyfriend River dumped her for water witch Dahlia Devil-Claw, and worse, she’s been summoned to Headmistress Starwort’s Charm School for the summer! Witchy summer school is a nightmare: no manufactured comforts like makeup or good deodorant, lessons, and Dahlia and River making out […]

15 Dec 18
Riding Continents

Dated: 09 Dec 18 I’m pitched on the shores of Villarrica lake in a secluded spot but essentially in the town centre. I don’t mind urban camping but it comes at a risk of being debunked by the Policia and pestered by the locals. Its worth it though because the views are sublime. Across the […]

15 Dec 18
Dancing Monkeys

There’s a tall wind in the slow grass that towers around us, at least twice our height. We go trampling through great vertical mats of the stuff. The ground is covered with rocks as white as skulls; at times they give the hills the look of an ancient battlefield. There’s barely any soil in sight […]

15 Dec 18
Occasionally Random Book Reviews

There has been much ink (actual and digital) spilled in recent years about just how white fantasy is. Almost every orphan boy (and it’s usually an orphan boy) who rises to become the hero of the realm has been white, and the realm he becomes a hero of is usually some version of Western Europe, […]

15 Dec 18
H.V. Beattie

I looked over at my body. I gazed around the bedroom. An azure haze, with the thickness of fog, encompassed everything. Light crept through the mouldings around the door. I walked forward and placed my hand on the knob. An unnaturalness washed over me so I swiftly let go. “Do not go gentle into that […]

15 Dec 18
Mission Improbable

Love Bug The next day was as beautiful as ever while Maya worked in her fields. It was the first day of summer, and as per protocol Maya had a lot of work to do. She had harvested all of her existing crops yesterday and shipped them out, making much more than she’d expected if […]

14 Dec 18
Hello Motherhood

Today is the day we will get a tree. Our first vision of getting a tree is cutting our own, placing the perfectly symmetrical tree in a little red wagon with two beaming snot free children. Tom and I will look loving on as they pull the little red wagon with matching mittens and hats. […]

14 Dec 18
Gators and Keyboards

We live in a totally digital age today. The days of the record store may be numbered, or at the very least they’ll fade into underground obscurity. They kind of already have, to be honest. I remember being able to go check out CDs at various store chains here in Sweden but they either closed […]

14 Dec 18
Uncensored Eloquence

Christian made sure to instill all the commands during the induction. He wanted to make sure nothing went wrong. Wanted to make sure Jane could come out of it should something happen. This was her fantasy, and he wanted to give it to her. Wanted to breathe life into each and every one of her […]

14 Dec 18
I drink and watch anime

I have this weird thing. Just the one! I love Christmas. Celebrating capitalism is a big thing for us commi refugees. But I rarely if ever like Christmas specials (or New Years when it comes to anime). As far as I’m concerned, it’s all about those Halloween specials. I really wish there were more in […]

14 Dec 18
His Fame Still Lives

Perhaps my favourite story about Rudolph Valentino is the one related by Viola Dana, in the 1970s, when Dana contributed to Episode Six of Hollywood. As the bitter-sweet tale is about Christmas, and Christmas is approaching, I felt it would be an appropriate final post before the end of 2018. So here goes! Dana begins […]

14 Dec 18
The Darkest Dreaming

“Come with me, I know the way.” she says. In the blue light, moonlight, winter-dark night that slips and stabs through the frost-paned windows, I try to catch some depth of meaning in the gleaming of her eyes but there is only the hard metalled glint of wickedness and playful gaiety.  She shakes out her […]