aldersprig: (BookGlasses)
I write a lot - much in established settings, some in one-off universes.
Below is an index of my universes; each 'verse has its own landing page with an index of stories within.
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Want to read more? Peruse the archives below, or wait for a Giraffe Call to request new fiction.

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The Faerie Apocalypse is liveblogged at [personal profile] faeapoclive, [tumblr.com profile] faeapoclive, and [twitter.com profile] faeapoclive. What what happens when the gods return to our world.
Stranded World (LJ Link), modern fantasy seen through the eyes of 4 siblings who work the webs of the world, each in their own way.
Reiassan (LJ Link), high fantasy in a world just recovering from centuries of battle.
Edally Academy (LJ Link), Steampunk Boarding School in the world of Reiassan.
Tir na Cali (LJ Link); technically modern fantasy, alternate-history timeline, primarily lifestyle-kink erotica.
Faerie Apocalypse (LJ Link), a dystopic modern and post-modern fantasy/apoc world. Faeries and gods live among us, disguised as humans, their culture underground.
Addergoole (LJ Link) is a school within the Faerie Apocalypse setting.
Doomsday is a school created by graduates of Addergoole, generations after the Faerie Apoc.
Vas' World (LJ Link): the team was sent to explore the planet for colonization. They could never have guessed what they'd find.
Dragons Next Door (LJ Link)is a fun high-fantasy-in-the-burbs setting with a few good-with-ketchup crunchy dark bits.
Facets of Dusk (LJ Link) is a mystery waiting to be revealed; come along for the show!
The Planners (LJ Link): When the Apocalypse came, they were prepared. Very Prepared.
Unicorn/Factory (LJ) of the costs of progress.
The Aunt Family (LJ) - a mysterious family with some very strange magical artifacts.
Space Accountant (LJ) All Genique wanted was a nice vacation.
Shadow Rebellion (LJ) It all started with the shadows moving...
Science! (Lj) Why haven't Mad Scientists taken over the world yet?
Fairy Town There's something about the city. Something in the water, maybe?
Inner Circle (LJ) Getting to the Inner Circle can take a lifetime - or cost you your life.
Setting Nursery - these one-off stories may blossom into settings some day (incomplete)

All of my writing here is crowdfunded and crowdsourced; comments and suggestions keep the gears spinning and donations keep the power on.
My Donor landing page is here (and on LJ); you can tip (tips go in a general pool to sponsor longer stories, voted on monthly), sponsor an already-written story, or commission a story to be written.

Once a month I open up a call for prompts; the Giraffe Call's landing page is here and on LJ.

I hosted a 30-days of flash fiction meme: its landing page is here (LJ Link)

Want more? There's always more to read!

What Follows,
an apocalyptic anthology:
How would an Immortal deal with
the End Times? The world will
inevitably come stumbling into
apocalypse, and They will be
there to witness it.

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Shifting Hearts,
a therian anthology:
It is said that the eyes are the windows
to the soul, but what if the soul that looks
back isn't as human as you first thought?


Addergoole, a completed webserial

Edally Academy, a new webserial

Tales for the Sugar Cat, my ebook

Kazkah Press, a flash-fiction webzine


Wikis of setting information currently exist in various stages of completion:
Addergoole: the Original Series - semi-defunct, but has information still being migrated to the below wiki
Addergoole Year Nine - and beyond
Reiassan
Faerie Apoc
aldersprig: a close up of an alder leaf (Leaf)

The Highlights


My Serials
Edally Academy Interlude: Maiku Hall
Jumping Rings Chapter 9: Taslin - Hold

Feedback Requested
Yeeeee, thinking about another project (A poll)
Follow-Up Poll regarding a new serial
Romance Novel Readers: I have a question

Stories & Prompt Call
Sooo Close to $100
Prince Rodegard Visits the Imperial Capital
Amongst the Wrifflites for the Genderfunky Prompt Call
Check-In For Three-Word Wednesday
A Piece of Cake For Thimbleful Thursday

Other People!
Becka Sutton's Crowdfunding nano Project!

Annnnd the rest of the week )
aldersprig: (KinkBingo2)
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Written to Hob's commissioned continuation of An Unusual Arrangement and Learning the Arrangement

If you'd like to see more of this story, there is definitely more to be written! Just drop a tip in the the tip handcuffs:

aldersprig: (NanoGiraffe)
Becka Sutton, @shutsumon, is crowdfunding her NaNoWriMo project!

Specifically, she is offering her readers a chance to read her NaNo project as she writes it, either with a one-time donation or becoming a Patreon Patron.

Check it out!
aldersprig: (KinkBingo2)
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This was written to Three Word Wednesday (yesterday): Needy, Defensive, Fertile.

Probably because of My open prompt call, the words just... ah, made this story. *cough*.

Cheers!

Done with 3WW? Check out Thimbleful Thursdays!
aldersprig: (AylaSmile)
If I were to start another serial, as per this poll, and chose the year(s) you'd voted for,

BUT posted it micro-form, i.e., daily or 6 days/week but only 100-250 words/episode:


Poll #16074 Other Serial Questions
Open to: Registered Users, detailed results viewable to: All, participants: 9


Would you read it?

View Answers

Yes
8 (88.9%)

No
0 (0.0%)

Maybe
1 (11.1%)

No (or maybe) but I might buy the e-book
0 (0.0%)

Would you tip/donate/commission?

View Answers

Yes
1 (11.1%)

No
0 (0.0%)

Maybe/A little
6 (66.7%)

No (or maybe) but I might buy the e-book
2 (22.2%)

Would you leave feedback/comments?

View Answers

Yes
5 (55.6%)

No
0 (0.0%)

Maybe/Once in a while
4 (44.4%)

No (or maybe) but I might buy the e-book
0 (0.0%)

aldersprig: (Cali)

...and how to bring them to heel, or how I learned to stop worrying and love their resistance."(34)


An excerpt

...I had owned Robert for five days at this point. He had, just to remind you:
* Broken a window and bent a safety grate
* Burnt down the tool shed in the back
* Beaten up three other slaves
* Broken my nose (accidentally)

He had also withstood:
* isolation
* limited meals
* scorn and verbal shaming
* physical punishment, including the belt
* and more isolation.
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Written to [personal profile] kc_obrien's Prompt, also the title of this piece.

If you want more, oh, there's got to be a lot more.

Just drop a tip in the the tip handcuffs:


aldersprig: (Aldersprig Leaves Raining)
I was looking at my chart!
These are just raw numbers, words written each month & running total (2014):
Jan - 48,724
Feb - 37,665 - 86,389
Mar - 35,630 - 122,019
Apr - 40,584 - 162,603
May - 24,651 - 187,254
Jun - 29,451 - 216,705
Jul - 42,970 - 259,675
Aug - 33,408 - 293,083
Sep - 18,513 - 311,596

To date in October: 22,314

Whee!

2013:
Month Wordcount Running
January 38,615
February 28,822 67,437
March 58,837 126,274
April 37,323 163,597
May 47,941 211,538
June 57,215 268,753
July 44,447 313,200
August 25,426 338,626
September 30,178 368,804
October 41,476 410,280
November 89,730 500,010
December 29,491 529,501
aldersprig: a close up of an alder leaf (Leaf)
"Okay, so, first we need to break into the Library..." Asha ticked it off on an invisible white board.

"Piece of cake." Tonya didn't even look up from burnishing her nails.

"Then we need to break into the Rare Books Vault..."

"Cake."

"And then we need to break the spell on the book, which will include casting a ritual circle in less than a three-foot-wide space, and not setting off either the spell-based alarms or the motion detectors while doing so."

"What, all of that while balancing on our heads? Come on, give us a challenge. Piece of cake." Tonya grinned over her well-filed nails at Asha.

"...and, once we have the book in our hands, we need to get out of the Rare Books Vault, get out of the Library, get off campus and back to the apartment, and then we'll need another ritual circle, which, at least we have, to get the information properly out of the the book. And then put it all back - though that's the easy part."

Tonya's grin grew bigger. "I'm telling you, Asha. It's a piece of cake."

"And what do we get out of it?"

Her roommate gestured broadly. "The world's best piece. Of. Cake."

To Today's Thimbleful Prompt, "Piece of Cake," 204 words
aldersprig: (KinkBingo2)
I am beginning to notice a trend, in the few books I have read where there is a woman In Charge, On Top - where that's the whole concept of the novel - where she decides like 3/4 of the way through the story that she wants to be on bottom, or he decides he wants her to submit and she goes along. And all of a sudden she's all submissive and ... I signed on to read an Fdomme story.

Is this common, or just the stuff I've read?
aldersprig: (NanoGiraffe)
It's that time of year again. The time when I start doing everything to prep for NaNoWriMo except actually outline my story (or, in this case, stories). I've downloaded calendars. Lots of calendars. All the calendars, some of them from 2009. (For wallpapers, you see). I've figured out how to do my wordcount, what wordcount I want to do, and what days I'm going to assume I won't get any writing done. I downloaded a new wordcount spreadsheet, took it apart into its component parts, and reintegrated parts into my own.

All of this is very fun, and most of it - the part that isn't the wallpapers, at least - is rather useful. I have a plan for my numbers. But now what?

And that's the question, isn't it? What do you do before November, to make NaNoWriMo flow smoother?

Among my list of things (other than "play on the forums and put all sorts of lovely calendars in rotation for my wallpaper") I can/will/should do to prepare:
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aldersprig: (KinkBingo2)
The Dungeon & Cave Prompt Call is at $94!

That's just $6 from the next incentive level and $26 from the rug! So if you've been sitting on an "oh I'd love a little more of that story," now's the time. $6 will get you 600 more words. $26 will get you a whopping 2,600 more words.



At $25, T. & I get take-out. Thai, I think, though it may be Indian. Reached!

at $40, I will commission a piece of character art from a crowdfunded artist Reached!

At $50, I will write an extra fic for everyone. One prompter chosen at random will get an extra 500-word story. Reached!

At $75, three prompters chosen at random will get an extra 500-word story written to their prompt Reached!

At $100, three more prompters chosen at random will get an extra 500-word story.

At $120, I get a rug for my cave!

As an extra incentive - if we get to $120 I will then, in December (Nano is coming), write an ADDITIONAL 2600-word story continuation, chosen by reader poll.

Looking for stories to see if you want something continued? Use the Giraffcall tag!

(The cuffs are the tip jar)
aldersprig: (KinkBingo2)
Valeta's nails were sharp on Ivor's shoulders, and her breath was warm in his ear. "You want to be a good boy for me, don't you?"

Ivor swallowed a protest. Good boy sounded so kidlike, so condescending.

He didn't have to say anything. She chuckled anyway, her laugh stinging in his ear. "The options-" She pricked the side of his neck with those sharp, sharp nails - "are to be a good boy or a bad boy. You may answer me."

Ivor's mouth was dry. He licked his lips. "I don't want - don't want you to think I'm a bad boy."

"It's a start." Her nails raked down his back, leaving sharp stinging behind. Ivor gasped, which only served to make Valeta laugh. "You'll learn," she assured him. "You'll learn why you want to be my good boy."

He'd signed the contract. Ivor straightened his back and nodded, short and sweet. He'd wanted to learn.




Written to Sky's commissioned continuation of An Unusual Arrangement.

If you'd like to see more of this story, there is definitely more to be written! Just drop a tip in the the tip handcuffs:



Next: Getting Into the Arrangement
aldersprig: (AylaSmile)
If I were going to post another serial, short-form stories posting frequently, which years or years would you want to read?

Poll #16068 Yeee Another Project?
Open to: Registered Users, detailed results viewable to: All, participants: 9


What Ag Year/Doomsday Year would you want to see?

View Answers

Ag Year 6
3 (33.3%)

Ag Year 7
1 (11.1%)

Ag Year 8
1 (11.1%)

Ag Year 10
1 (11.1%)

Ag Year 16
2 (22.2%)

Ag Year 12
2 (22.2%)

Doomsday Year 1
7 (77.8%)

Doomsday Year 4
3 (33.3%)

Doomsday Year 8
2 (22.2%)

Doomsday Year 12
2 (22.2%)



(No DW account? Vote in the comments).
aldersprig: (KinkBingo2)
Written to [personal profile] lilfluff's prompt.

"I've always wanted to see the Imperial Capital." Prince Rodegard bounced in his seat, ignoring the armed guards surrounding him and acting not nearly the age Edora had been assured he was. "Is it as shining and bright and tall as everyone says it is?"

He was a hostage, technically. The entire railway car was filled with people devoted to getting him - and, by proxy, Edora - back to the Imperial Capital, where he would remain as assurance of his royal mother's good behavior. But the young prince had volunteered, and, from the looks of things, hardly understood the situation he was in.

Well, it was Edora's job to instruct him, as well as to protect, guide, and direct him. "Well, as with anything, your Royal Highness," she replied, in the language of the Capital and of her childhood, "there are many facets to the Capital, and some of them shine more than others."
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aldersprig: a woman's face and neck, a chain wrapped round her neck (kinkbingo)
Comment with a pairing (etc)* and I'll write you at least three sentences of porn for them.

* of my characters, preferably.**
** It doesn't have to be a believable pairing.
aldersprig: (Aldersprig Leaves Raining)
Written to [personal profile] lilfluff's prompt.

It was fine for Tan, moving through the Wriffle crowds. It was fine, dealing with the way that Wrifflites would flirt and grin and pat-ass and cuddle and kiss. Tan found it relaxing, actually, chatting up a boss or a co-worker and having a comment about sex slide into the mix; going out to the bar and having drinks bought, one after another. It was fun. Tan had never been an introvert, no matter what the family thought.

The problem wasn't the Wriffle. The problem was when family came to visit, or friends from home, or, worse, friends from home with their friends from home. Then things got mixed, messed, and tangled.

"So you've finally gotten over this no-sex thing?" Roan would ask, or

"I don't see why you're so bent out of shape. You're the one who teased me," Je would complain, and Tan would be left trying to decide whether to explain or just move on. Everyone in Wriffle, not just in the cities but out in the farmland, everyone kissed hello and good-bye, everyone made outrageous suggestions. Nobody expected you to follow through; that wasn't how flirting actually worked for Wrifflites. Truth be told, Tan wasn't entirely certain how sex worked for them - and that was entirely fine.

If only the friends and family would be fine with it, too.



Want more? I'm sure I could have fun with this one. Commission more words via Paypal at the Giraffe Call rate of $1/100 words.
aldersprig: (Nano 2014)
Anyone else doing Nanowrimo?

What's your plan?

I'm doing a series of stories - some for submission, some for you guys, more or less ;-)

I have a cover:

;-)

And a wordcount plan:



Whee~

Edited to add: PLUS write & address one Christmas card or buy/make one Christmas present (or one hour of a christmas Present) per at-home (not on vacation) day.

~
aldersprig: (Ruan)
I think my favorite part of this setting is the fact that we really have no idea what's going on. :D ~[personal profile] inventrix

When Evangaline's Aunt Asta dies, Evangaline inherits the house, its mysterious artifacts, and the family mantle of Aunt.

Meanwhile and 4 decades earlier, Asta's Aunt Ruan is dealing with the mess left by another aunt, and struggling against taking on the Aunt title herself.

And in the present, while Evangaline deals with her Aunts' legacy, her niece Beryl struggles with the idea that she will, in time, be the next Aunt.

"The Aunt Family" is contemporary fantasy; Ruan's story is taking on elements of steampunk as well.

Born out of the October, 2011 Giraffe Call

The Aunt Family - A Welcome (LJ)

Origins of the family as they are now:
Building the Homes (LJ)
For All Time, a creation parable

Evangaline:
Heirlooms and Old Lace (LJ)
Trash and Treasures (LJ)
Welcome to the Family (LJ)
Accepting the Welcome (LJ) after Welcome to the Family (LJ)
Visiting Aunt Eva (LJ)
In the Attic (LJ)
An Argument of Magic - an argument with the grannies
Family and Cocoa - Eva and Beryl
Visiting an Uncle (LJ) Rosaria, Evangaline
Genre
Visit
Family Uncle
Still in the Family

Unexpected Guest (LJ)
In the Cards (LJ)
Older Witches (Eva & Robbie)
How the Family Does Things (LJ)

Midnight, Summer Solstice (LJ)

Eva description (LJ)
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Ruan:
Estate (LJ)
Lost Spirits (LJ)
Aetheric Cleansing (LJ)
Read my story "The Wish Machine" (from the Aunt Family 'verse) in this month's EMG-Zine!
Engraved Invitation (LJ), Ruan & Johias
...and Thou (LJ)
Ruan Description (LJ)
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Beryl:
Difficult Relations (LJ)
Charming (LJ) to [profile] moonwolf's prompt (Hadelai & Beryl)
What to do about Auntie X (LJ)
Cleaning House (LJ)
Kitten Switchen (LJ)
Kitten Negotiations (did not xpost)
Boy Trouble (LJ) [Donor Perk]
Kitten Troubles (LJ)
Auntie Kitty (LJ)
Courting (LJ)
Sister Help (LJ)
B is for Beryl and her Boys
A Locked Chest is Locked for a Reason (LJ)
(the Grannies Story:)
Cats and Grandmas (LJ)
Cat's in the... Attic (LJ)
Family Secrets & Cat Secrets (LJ)


Radar
F for Feisty Friend Felines of the Family
Then and Now

Zenobia
Securing One's Own Legacy
Treacherous Sister
Glass and Steel (LJ) Zenobia!
That Damn Cat (LJ)
Bless the Cat (LJ)
Zoology Sparks
Zenobia-->Elenora
Passing the Cat (LJ)
Elenora
Legacy Cat (LJ)

Rosaria:
Tell me a Story (LJ) (Rosaria, Cady)
Glitter Bomb, in Alder-by-Post Issue One
Princesses, Knights, and the Huntsman (LJ)
The Princess and the Hunstsman (LJ)
Big Bad Witch (LJ)
Frog Pancakes (LJ)
Princesses (LJ)
Heroes (LJ)
Sidekick (LJ) Evangaline & Rosaria
The Þorn-Giants

Others in Eva's Family
At Asta's Funeral (LJ) Estella
Continuation Chosen by Random Numbers - Three Glass Beads, Peacock-Blue (LJ) Lilyah


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Deborah
Intimately Involved (LJ)
Precedent
The Strength

Others:
The Family Kudzu (LJ)
King(maker) Cake (LJ) to [personal profile] ysabetwordsmith's prompt (Stone, Grandma
Ardella, and Hadelai & Eva's sister Fallon)
Sweater Set (LJ), a previously-unexplored branch, to [personal profile] clare_dragonfly's prompt
Fated (LJ)
I Am No Aunt (LJ)
Exhaustion
The Hazards of Magic (LJ)

Worldbuilding
February Worldbuilding Q2
February Worldbuilding Q10
February Worldbuilding Q17
A rough family tree exists here.

Read demifiction of Aunt Family (LJ), written by dialecticdreamer
Things I find out when writing about my settings... (LJ)
The beginnings of a Cast List, Aunt Family (LJ)

Aunt Ruan Description & Icon (LJ)
The Aunt Family, and Uncles

Ruan icon by [personal profile] meeks


Aunt Evangaline
Aunt Evangaline Art by [livejournal.com profile] bootheel

aldersprig: (KinkBingo2)
Written to @dahob's commission.

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Next: Learning the Arrangement
aldersprig: (Ruan)
The list of stories has been updated here: http://aldersprig.dreamwidth.org/172304.html
And on Livejournal: http://aldersprig.livejournal.com/318018.html

Learn all about the family, catch up, or revisit old friends. :-)
aldersprig: a close up of an alder leaf (Leaf)
It wasn't a slow week, I can say that. It was just a slow week for posting.

Last Friday was all-errands-all-the-time, including over an hour at Lowe's and a good deal of time at a few other stores. I mean, we got a lot done, but writing wasn't part of it.

Then Saturday and Sunday were an awesome drive to Albany to visit our friends E.Mc. & Pivin - again, awesome, and again, very little writing.

Monday-Tuesday, I was working on a piece for submission. Wednesday I was editing & fretting about it, then submitting it. And a lot of this week has been planning Nanowrimo.

So if I've seemed quiet, in terms of blogging, I have been.

But this is what I posted this week:

Giraffe Call Stories
Probably a Rescue - [personal profile] technoshaman's commissioned continuation of A Rescue, of Sorts
Cuckoo's Egg - a story of Tír na Cali
Captive of the Night Witch - probably Fae Apoc
Not Rehabilitation - probably Fae Apoc
Serial
Interlude: A Brief History of the Empress Edaledalende Academy of Higher Learning at Ileltedez
Random
Cleaning out Files - Population of the US in fae apoc post-apoc
aldersprig: (Tairiekie)
(Updated on time but forgot to DW, sorry)

The Edally Academy was built in one of the so-called Empirates of Peace. The Emperor Elareltiendol was a scholarly, thoughtful man, allowed to be so in part because his grandmother, the previous Empress, had thoroughly devastated all of their enemies. The nation would have decades to rest while those foes caught their metaphorical breath.

Continue reading... here
aldersprig: (AylaSmile)
308,745,531 2011
30,874,553.10 2012
27,787,097.79 2035
33,344,517.35 2050
40,013,420.82 2060
48,016,104.98 2070
57,619,325.98 2080
69,143,191.17 2090
82,971,829.41 2100
91,269,012.35 2110
100,395,913.58 2120
110,435,504.94 2130
121,479,055.44 2140
133,626,960.98 2150

...probably not with actual fractions of a person.
aldersprig: (KinkBingo2)
Drausus the warlord lived in an impenetrable fort on the top of an unclimbable cliff and ruled over his territory with an iron fist and a stone heart. Or, at least, he had.

Drausus commanded the farmers to grow enough for themselves and then enough for him, and those that did not, he put to work in the mines, pulling out steel and gold. Or, at least, he had.

He took his pick of the finest of the young people to warm his bed and keep him company and if they were lucky, when he was done with them he'd arrange a marriage with a member of his personal army. Or, at least, he had.

The woman, the hero, had climbed the unclimbable cliff, bypassed the well-bribed army, penetrated the impenetrable fort, and beaten the unbeatable warlord. She had done the first with tools he had never seen, the second with stealth he hadn't thought of, the third with a little bit of both - and the fourth, Drausus had to believe was witchcraft and dishonesty and nothing more. She couldn't have been that good at everything.
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aldersprig: (BookGlasses)
Previous: The Rescue? Continues?
First: A Rescue, of Sorts
.

“Was it really that obvious?” Daxton let the mercenary woman half-guide and half-help him into the hunting cabin. He couldn't have run away if he'd wanted to and, concerned as she was with the ransom, she'd probably catch him. “I mean, that I'm not interested in...” He couldn't bring himself to finish the sentence the way she had, interested in rutting. “Um. Bedroom games? I thought I hid it pretty well.”

She opened the door with her foot. “You flirted with married women, grandmothers, great-great-grandmothers, and the occasional woman devoted to the gods. In other words, you were immensely friendly with anyone who would never take you up on it.”

“...You really noticed that?”

“I was looking.”

“I never noticed you.

“Well, you're not supposed to, are you? I mean, you're the Duke's son and I'm a mercenary. But I had reason, too.” She helped Daxton to a chair - a surprisingly sturdy one, that looked big enough to hold a bear comfortably. “I'm going to see to the horses. I'll be just a moment.”
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aldersprig: (Cali)
"Anything else, Mistress?" The slave, tall and dressed very handsomely, bowed to Lady Lillian.

"That will be all, thank you, Brandon." She dismissed him with a flap of her hand, negligent and casual.

"As you wish, Mistress." He bowed again and retreated to the cushion in the corner of the solarium.

Lady Lillian turned back to her guest, an older Baroness from the next Barony over. "Isn't he a dear?"

"He seems awfully - placid, I suppose, for an American." Lady Rose pursed her lips. "Is he wearing a shock collar?"

"Nothing like that, no, of course not." Lady Lillian giggled. "No, he's a volunteer."

"A... what? I didn't think we had those."

"Oh, yes. Morganna's been working with a few underground organizations. Gay people, transgender, submissive... they can't be who they are, in America."
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aldersprig: (KinkBingo2)
The Night Witch was, everyone knew, evil and dark and murderous and, above all, perhaps, terrifying. She ate people alive, it was said; she had paved the walk to her lair with the bones of her victims, many ground into powder over the years - decades - she had resided there. She held the entire small nation in terror, and worked great evil from her mountainside abode. The trees were twisted, it was said, for miles in every direction.

Up that mountainside, now, Candor was being dragged, past the trees, twisted and stunted and very very creepy, past the caves where the monsters were said to live, down the path of bone, which was, indeed, white and in some places powdered. They had him chained hand and foot, tricep and thigh, until he was more of a ball of chain than a Hero. They had him on a sled, dragging him up the bone path, past the black trees with their blood-red leaves. And they were taking him as a prisoner to the Night Witch.

And Candor was smiling.

Nobody could see it, of course. He was gagged - nobody would take one of his kind prisoner without a gag - and his face was pressed against his knees. The smile was more of a figure of speech than a physical expression, but Candor had stopped struggling some miles back, feigning tiredness but really just not wanting to risk breaking free too soon. He'd felt a chain wiggle, the last time he gave it a good shake. And his people were known for being strong. They should have used better chains.

The path crunched under the sled, and, though he could see very little, he could see the tibia of some woodland creature. She ate her prey alive, but that was no human bone. The minions dragging him were panting. The hill up to the Night Witch's cave was very steep.

Candor waited. They were almost there, and, when he was brought to the Night Witch, he knew, even bound like this, his plan would work.

The sled stopped. He could see nothing but the path, but he heard a door open. He heard the murmur of proud-minion-explanation. He heard the measured footsteps that had to be the Night Witch, and he saw the white leather toes of her boots.

Candor waited. The feet paused. Candor knew the moment she realized what she was seeing, the moment she recognized the tattoos and scars on his back.

"You?!" It was a gasp, from the Witch who was unshakable.

Candor smiled. Hello, darling.



Written to [personal profile] inventrix's prompt.

This may be fae apoc.

If you'd like to see more of this story, there is definitely more to be written! Just drop a tip in the the tip handcuffs:




We are as of this posting, $17 from three more prompters getting an extra 500-word story, and $35 from a rug for my cave!



aldersprig: (Summer)
They had a yard.

Summer had grown up with a yard, of course, the rolling acres of the RoundTree estate, and Melinda had grown up in the 'burbs - but Bishop had spent his whole life in apartments and high-rises.

Now, with the giant house they were renting (they'd gotten lucky, but, as Melinda pointed out, they usually got lucky when they really needed to. Summer was their good luck charm, and she was totally fine with that), they had space, they had a kitchen, and they had a back yard.

"You're sure the landlord's okay with a fire pit?" Bishop moved the cement pavers around one more time. "Right here look good to you?"

"I think it ought to all be one inch to the left," Melinda teased. "Bishie, it's fine."

"It's more than fine. It's beautiful." Summer grabbed one side of the metal pit while Melinda grabbed the other. "Just like you, Bishie."
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aldersprig: (Aldersprig Leaves Raining)
Shonie came over for game night, the same way she always did. She brought the same things the guys did - dice, books, a habit of complaining about the rules - and the same things the other girls in the group did - which included some snacks, some bottled water, and a bribe for May, Dave Carter's girlfriend and co-renter of the apartment in which they were gaming.

She brought something nobody else did, too - of course, in a group like this, everybody had a specialization. Shorter-Dave brought a habit of playing explosive rogues and a way of smoothing over conflicts. Jenn With All the N's brought the half-elf girls, always the half-elf girls, and an ability to find any loophole, anywhere, everywhere. SeKDillimn brought the snake - and other things, but usually the snake. And Shonie brought Handling Dave Carter.
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Okay, first, names: That's a combination of a friend's childhood group (everyone is firstnamelastname) and my own gaming group from a few years back (Jen vs. Jenn-n-n-n, Other Dave and Other Jeremy, key-mash screenames and things from gaming & the SCA. We had first Bob the Gangrel & then Mark the Gangrel, so. Gangrel it is.)

This is written to [personal profile] whuffle's prompt and is not in any current setting.

If you'd like to see more of this story, I bet there's more to be written. Just drop a tip in the the tip handcuffs:

aldersprig: (Evangaline)
What if Aunt Family is in the same world as Fairy Town?

What if it's in the same world as Cracks?
aldersprig: (KinkBingo2)
My Dungeons & Caves Call is still open! But only for the rest of today.

This prompt call is all about captured men, enslaved men, kidnapped men, submissive men, trapped men.

Leave a prompt, and I will write a micro/flash-fic. Tip, and I will write more words - 100 per $1US tipped.

(The cuffs are the tip jar)

And the more money donated, the more I'll write.

At $25, T. & I get take-out. Thai, I think, though it may be Indian. Reached! (It turned out to be Chinese. Mmm, shrimp-fried rice).

at $40, I will commission a piece of character art from a crowdfunded artist Reached!
(I will wait to see which story is most popular before commissioning a piece. Right now, "A Rescue of Sorts" is winning ;-)

At $50, I will write an extra fic for everyone. One prompter chosen at random will get an extra 500-word story. Reached! (I will write these once I've written all the original stories!)

At $75, three prompters chosen at random will get an extra 500-word story written to their prompt Reached! (I will write these once I've written all the original stories!)

We're at $83 as of this posting! Thank you, everyone!

At $100, three more prompters chosen at random will get an extra 500-word story.

At $120, I get a rug for my cave!

Go prompt, if you haven't!
aldersprig: (BookGlasses)
The Artist Formerly Known as the Writer in my Attic, K Orion Fray ([personal profile] kissofjudas, is having a prompt call - here. The theme is "Ghosts and Spirits."
Prompting is free; tips buy story continuations.


And, in [personal profile] ysabetwordsmith's Tuesday Fishbowl, she wrote "The Age of Reasons" to my prompt. It hasn't been sponsored yet, but it's a lovely poem!
aldersprig: (Aldersprig Leaves Raining)
Thimbleful Thursday is a new microfic prompt site (mine!). This week's prompt was "Cut the Mustard" and the word limit was 500 (450-550).

This piece is 547 words, and it might soon become obvious what prompted it.



"You're never going to be able to do it, you know."

Shut up.

"You're never going to make it. You're just not good enough."

Shut up!

"You might as well face it. There's people who can do this sort of thing - and then there's you."

Shut Shut Shut UP!

"Why don't you just give up?"

"Shut UP!"



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aldersprig: (Tairiekie)
“You’re measuring Social Aetherism?” Enrie stared at the device.

“I told you I was going to.” Tairiekie blinked at her friend in confusion. Saydrie, too, leaned forward, looking worried.

“Tairiekie… isn’t that heretical?” He sounded even more worried than he looked.

“I don’t think so?” She settled for putting the tea kettle over the steam output.

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aldersprig: (Cooking)
Yesterday, I learned:

That porchetta is a food item (Wikipedia says it is "a savoury, fatty, and moist boneless pork roast of Italian culinary tradition"). It is also a food item that our local grocery store sells.

That pancetta is a food item. (Wikipedia says that is is "is Italian bacon made of pork belly meat that is salt cured and spiced with black pepper and sometimes other spices").

That my husband's handwriting can make pancetta look exactly like porcetta (it's that a-n) and that I should really check the list in the evening, before I go to the grocery store at 8:30 a.m.

That the recipe I want to make later this week calls for pancetta, not porchetta.

And that porchetta is very tasty, and very different from pancetta.

Time to hit the local butcher's!
aldersprig: (LynConstruction)
Work has been doing a scrum-style meeting every morning (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Scrum_(software_development)) for admin, so I thought I'd do something similar for me.

So, Yesterday I:
* Worked 8 hours, including a grocery run in the a.m. (which is also my home grocery shopping).
* Wrote 1168 words, including on two commissions and the giraffe call
* with T., stacked one wagonload (like this) of firewood
* took a 25-minute walk.
* oh, and did the cat litter

I found myself tired after work, so took after-dinner as a break-night and watched Dollhouse.
aldersprig: (Valran)
Valran, by Mellama photo unnamed_zpsa9b5ef54.png

Chapter Eight: Valran

Come



“Come.”

The female voice, again. Valran didn’t move.

“Come, Valran Servus. I am buying you.”

He risked looking up, now. It didn’t seem like the wisest idea, but there was something about her voice that demanded attention. So up Valran looked, into eyes like amber.

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