Edally Academy Chapter 34B: A little help from friends

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Kekdela and Tesdes were waiting just inside the entrance to the library when Enrie, Saydrie, and Taikie got there. Kekla looked as if she was about ready to bounce out of her uniform, while Tesdes looked — well, the same as Tesdes normally looked, which was reservedly

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Transported, a story for #ThimblefulThursday's #TellMeTuesday

After/in the same world as Earning your Keep

Content warning: slavery, humiliation, other things of that ilk loosely hinted at.

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Written to June 7th's Tell-Me Tuesday: "What's in the Crate?"

The Weasel that Saved the Empire, a story of Reiassan for Patreon

“I’m looking for something new.” The Princess Orenienarena didn’t so much walk into Tailor Kentor’s store as she snuck in, a long fitted jacket covering up her imperial silks. It took the tailor a second glance to recognize her, her head covered in a thin scarf in the way of tradesfolk and her face bare of her customary jewelry.

She spilled a double handful of buttons onto the tailor’s counter. A glance told him they were hand-carved of stone and bone; a quick look with a loupe told him they were well-done. ”I am looking for something a bit more buttoned-up.”

Tailor Kentor frowned thoughtfully at the buttons and the Princess. Without looking, he batted his weasel Nagyar away from the pile of buttons. Nagyar, like all of his kind, was a notorious thief...

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So I said...

At this rate, I shall start making up my own prompts and we'll be reading about complicated buttoning structures and weasel coats.

— Lyn Thorne-Alder (@lynthornealder) June 8, 2016

And Rix said...

@lynthornealder I know I'm not a Patreon contributor but may I officially request complicated buttons and weasel coats?

— Rix Scaedu (@rix_scaedu) June 8, 2016

And I was low on Reiassan prompts, so here you go. 3000 words: buttoning structures and weasels in waistcoats.

Become a patreon now and give me your own prompts! :-)

A Solution, a continuation ficlet of Doomsday Academy

Acquiring Students
When my tablet runs out of battery...
The Crew Continues
Crew, Continued
The Day
A Pact
The Pact Slips, Part I
The Pact Slips, Part II

Doomsday Academy, a couple days after "The Pact Slips, Part II"

Content: implied sexual suggestion

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A #ThrowbackThursday for Pride Month

June 23, 2006: If I recall correctly, I had a lyric from Sweet Southern Comfort, by Buddy Jewel, stuck in my head. Out of that, we got this little piece:

Kissing Gary Williams' sister in the back of the arcade after prom while our dates played Street Fighter... what a way to start!

It all started innocently enough... okay, it didn't, but it looked innocent, at least. The two of us, dressed to the nines, with $50 hair cuts and 4" heels, rained out of the traditional post-prom miniature golf and three games past pretending to care who was winning. We sighed nearly in unison.

"I thought there'd be more kissing," she confessed.

"I thought there'd be necking in the back of Gary's car," I countered.

"That's my brother!" she exclaimed (not for the first time), shocked and titillated.

"That's okay," I grinned, "I like you better anyway."

She had eyes the same amazing, dangerous grey-blue as her brother, I noticed, tiny wrists, and the most beautiful collarbones I had ever seen. I put my hand on the back of her perfect neck and kissed her the way I wanted her brother to kiss me.

It wasn't until I pulled back, several heartbeats later, that I thought to be nervous. It was an excruciatingly long second before she looked up at me with a stunned look... and tilted her face in a way that I had no doubt meant she wanted me to do it again.

Our dates found us an hour or so later, entangled in each other in the landscaping by the 5th hole, soaked to the skin and loving it.

The Florence Charm and Captain America, a fanfic/Aunt Family crossover beginning

Okay!

So this references and quotes from Asta's Journal (free for everyone, on Patreon) and references/comes after Even a Locked Chest Must be Unlocked. Everything in here that does not directly reference Captain America is canon for the Aunt Family 'verse... which, if you're new to it, has a landing page here.

Enjoy!

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The Expectant Wood, Chapter Five: The First Rescue

Chapter One: Trouble at the Stamen
Chapter 2: The Stamen End
Chapter Three: A Slippery Stamen-End
Chapter Four: The Sharp Exit

Chapter Five: The First Rescue

“Nimbus! Billow! Can you hear us!” Didda sounded, NImbus realized with some surprise, worried. Panicked, really.

“Nimber, Billbill?” Nimbus wrinkled her nose as Pearl resorted to their baby names.

“We’re here!” she called out, careful to shout over Billow’s head and not into her ear. “We fell into a — into a stomach or something. Careful! The wall openings are full of prickers!”

“Oh, my babies…” Mem sounded miserable.

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