Alder's Grove

This is a portion of a story first posted in 2007. A lot of this story became the background for Addergoole & Fae Apoc, but many of the details are different.
🚬

“Again…” Caecelia murmured, distressed, and then, triumphant, “South!”

Her finger landed on the map, pointing to the tail end of a long gorge, a place still virtually inaccessible by humans. Not that they wouldn’t try, called by the siren call of the monsters, try and die in droves if the monsters were note stopped.

Read on!!

---

I am working on the Chapbook~
For the $15/month “Mailbox” tier! I am super excited about this, guys!!

Take a Peek!

---

Two posts of bisexual characters being people, talking about stereotypes of bisexuality with other people.
🌈

“Do you miss being with a girl?” Niki curled up against Shiva’s side, nuzzling sleepily at her shoulder. He’d been peaceful, quiet lately, and today he couldn’t keep his hands off her.

Read On!

This entry was originally posted at http://aldersprig.dreamwidth.org/1340767.html. You can comment here or there.

Mirrored from Alder's Grove Fiction.

This ficlet focuses on Efrosin, a character in Addergoole Year Nine. The story takes place between years 6 and 7, Efrosin's first and second years of the school.

Shiva and Nikita are part of Addergoole, the Original Series and their side fics can be found here.

"Don't do anything I wouldn't do." Shiva patted Efrosin on the head and wandered out of Addergoole. "Or anyone," she threw over her shoulder.

They'd only known each other a year. Efrosin hadn't even known he had sisters, and then he'd gotten shanghaied by two of them within a week of showing up at school. That had been strange enough. His sisters' Kept... that had been weirder. The moment when Shiva had asked him "Hey, do you like guys enough to Keep one?" and then raised her eyebrow when he'd sputtered out some sort of lame denial...

People said they knew Addergoole was different at the reveal, or at the point where they went underground, or at the point where they Changed. Efrosin knew it when his sister looked at him, raspberried, and said, "Look, nobody cares, or at least not anyone that matters. I just want to know if you can keep a collar on him without freaking out over 'eww boy cooties'."

Ef had manged something sputtered and unclear that boiled down to "boys are fine, what boy are we talking about again?"

(And that had all ended in a pile of exploding turds, but at least it hadn't been because Ef had a problem with boy cooties.)

Nikita was following Shiva like a lost puppy, a grapey, adorable lost puppy. When she hopped in the car, loading in her pile of children, Niki turned to the closest available person, eyes wide and expression entirely without artifice.

Efrosin sighed. The boy was entirely too good looking.

"You don't even like guys," he pointed out, but Niki was walking back to him, wrists crossed behind his back and his cutest puppy-dog expression on his face. "Oh, departed gods... fine. But only for a couple weeks."

Don't do anything I wouldn't do, Shiva had said. She certainly couldn't say anything about Niki then, could she?