Days to be forgotten
Ashley woke up.
It was early afternoon, and sun was beaming in her window. She lazily stretched out on the bed, pushing the sheets aside and yawned. It was nice to have time off on such a nice day, and she planned to enjoy it. After taking a bit to get out of bed, she made her way around her room and got her slippers and a sweatshirt, and headed downstairs. Noticing her calendar (she hated using her phone’s calendar) she was taken aback by a date circled in red- today.

The sun was setting on another average day. Justin had gotten back home from work while his Girlfriend, Lauryn, was sitting down at the couch watching The Dumb Show. Working tirelessly in the Amazon warehouse for customers for services people overwhelmingly take for granted had left him tired and hungry. All he wanted was to have a nice meal, preferably something large, and just collapse into bed. Lauryn, who just noticed his presence 20 seconds after she heard the door open, turned to greet her

It was too late to be out- it was too late to be out in

this

part of town.

Palo hugged their coat tighter against their body, huffing against the cold and trying not to look as

on-edge

as they felt. That’d just make them more of a target.



They should never have w

YWATA: Liquid Vignettes (Year 2)
October 7, 2001 :: New Perspectives
It was a new school year. Allison was a senior and now living in Bluth Hall, which provided single apartments for upperclassmen. Jesse was her next door neighbor and the two were still inseparable. Dana was still in their orbit, but the relationship that she and Allison had formed last semester had cooled and been allowed to fade. No really hard feelings, but it was awkward, especially since Allison had a new flame.
Paris Morri

YWATA: Liquid Vignettes (Year 1)
By TwrchTwryth
***


Located in the sunny Arkady Mountains in the southern United States, right on the shores of Lake Haxentanz, stands the Young Witches of America Transformation Academy (YWATA, for short). This venerable institution trains young women possessing magical gifts, teaching them how to harness their abilities.

 Of course, watching them in class would be boring for those mundane among us with no magical inclination. Here are some stories of

YWATA: Liquid Vignettes (Legacy)
By TwrchTwryth
September 25, 2005 :: Get Milk
"So, Ronni told me that you're a vore too, but you do things differently. She wouldn't tell me how, but said I needed to talk with you."
Paris Morris smiled politely. She had been sitting in the Willow Grove enjoying the heat and reading a trashy historical fiction novel (her guilty pleasure). The senior had power-loaded her sophomore and junior years, and now could take things easy in her last year of school. She did

Blowing off steam:
‘Tap, tap, tap.’
Anna let out a bit of a sigh between her lips, it had been a long day of writing reports. Feeling her eyes drag towards the bottom right of her computer screen she noticed it was nearing time for the end of the day. With a few finishing touches to the report she was finally able to finish the lengthy ten page piece of work, she was happy her job paid well but sometimes the work flow really played against her.
“Thank god- Haah, finally finishe

Vacation:









Liz leaned forward, her large breasts mashing up on top of her smooth and polished counter, Liz had been in a fairly lazy mood while letting out a bit of a sigh, the air escaped her lips while she lazily thumbed her finger across a page to the catalog she was reading. It would be time to call in a couple favors and see if she could hire a coup

The Boy
Who Cried Wolf – The Way It Ought to Be (M/M)
by
the Wolf
Once
upon a time in a small village in a faraway land, there lived a young
boy named Finn. Or at least young by today’s standards. Having just
recently reached seventeen years, in his own time, he would have been
considered already a man and good enough to be working at a steady
trade. Yet all the villagers knew that Finn was feckless and likely
to remain so for all his days, a source of great distress for his
parents.
At
a sl

“C’mon Lace, you gotta go in there,” Danny said. The exasperated young man had driven several hours to help his friend Lacey move into her new college dorm, a townhouse just a few minutes from the campus - but now that they’d arrived, she was too nervous to even get out of the car.“I can’t go! Danny, you know I’m shy. Can’t we go get some food or something so I can settle down a bit?”“We don’t have time. I have to make it back home tonight and I don&

HEAVY WARNING for self harm, suicidal thoughts, and self-mutilation. There's no actual harm done in the fic, but it's definitely talked about in this story. I promise, though, it's a happy ending, as I am physically incapable of writing things without happy endings. ; w;
 
 
But anyways, if you get triggered or start to panic easily at these kinds of mentions, please don't read this!! I also want to emphasize that the passages [that look like this] are all imaginary, and aren't ac

We Need to Talk
By
Twrch_Twryth(@yahoo.com)
I gave one final
swallow and felt Kennedy's feet slide down my throat and into my
stomach. I took some deep breaths -- it's hard to breathe while
swallowing someone whole -- and rubbed her body through my stomach,
"You're delicious,
babe," I said once I'd caught my breath. I gave my belly an
approving pat, then lay back on my side. "I'll see you in the
morning."
Once I'd gotten myself
comfortable and turned off the light, sleep w

The
crisp, dry autumn air whipped the girl's hair behind her, the faint
musty scent of dead leaves mingling within the curl and sigh of the
breeze. Shards of sunlight peeked, demure and passionless, from
behind a thin veil of grey clouds, their luminescence obscured such
that they were rendered cold and pale, stripped of the heat and
warmth that ordinarily became them. She raised an arm to shield her
face from the wind's teeth, shifting her posture lower in the rickety
wagon she lay perched in;

"Hey, Stace?" Stacy turned to her friend, auburn hair flipping over her shoulder, and hummed questioningly. "Have you ever, you know, vored anybody?"
The suddenness of the inquiry took Stacy aback. "No. Jess, I would have told you if something like that had happened."
"Yeah, I guess you would have." Jess looked towards the ground and rubbed her bare feet together as if she was twiddling her thumbs. Just as Stacy turned away, Jess asked, "Do you want to?"
"It's not like I haven't thought about it

“Ahhh…” Rowen sighed with contentment. He stretched his legs out on the grass, and leaned back against a familiar texture: hard, but limber. He looked forward, off the grassy hilltop and toward the sunset, disappearing behind the mountains and painting the whole sky red and orange and gold. He took in the silence of the evening, feeling the wind blow gently, and felt content, as if he could sit there for days or weeks or even longer.“This is a good one.” The voice rumbl

Not
An Honest Mistake
"Ah.
You're late once again."
Her
feet paused just past the threshold to the dimly-lit room, one foot
balancing in a hover above the floor before she finally set it down.
Sitting
in---or more accurately, leaning casually back against---the chair
just beyond the doorway was a tall figure dressed in long, tailored
white pants, a jade green button-up vest over a crisp cream striped
shirt, and a long, dusty-red tailcoat. A top hat was perched over his
dark, messy hai

The
Best Medicine
"You.
Should be resting," Chammy stated firmly in a no-nonsense
manner, pointing at the bed-ridden ginger-haired boy. "I know
you wanna do 'all the things' and feel like you'll fall behind or
something, but when you're sick, you need to rest.
It's important."
Her
expression left no room for argument. Really, Valk just needed to
take care of himself! And if he wasn't going to, well... that's one
thing friends were for, right? It was for his own good. And if h

She Ain’t Doing This Cause She’s Hungry “I fucking hate summer school.” Vi muttered to Anne as they wandered down the hall. The two of them were among the handful of students that managed to fail a class or two. While most of the students chose to just not take the credit, these 5 decided that attempting to make up the work at the cost of their summer was worth it. At least, it was 5 girls. There were some guys as well, but they were sectioned off in another part of the building. Di

She
checked the clock on her car’s dashboard as she pulled up in front
of the apartment building. Amy had seemed awfully insistent that she
show up before 11 pm. The time was 10:43 pm, and even arriving with
that
much time to spare had required her to violate more than a few
traffic laws.
“This
had better be important…” she muttered as she ran up to the door.
Running
her fingers over the panel, she found the button for Amy’s
apartment and buzzed her.
“Sue?”
came the immediate reply

Pam
paced along in what felt like a dark cave populated by floating
clouds of light. She was dressed a bit more skimpy than she would
normally dress, but that was the least of her problems. At the
moment, and she was trying not to dwell on this, she was technically
a figment of her boyfriend's imagination. A series of mistakes she
also chose not to dwell upon had led her being pulled into his mind
after invading his dreams, and now she was stuck there until he
figured out how to get her out.
&qu

It’s
been several days since anyone’s gotten a proper bite to eat, and
the atmosphere is growing tense! Each team seems to be holing up,
gathering their resources and building their strength. A few brief
encounters have resulted in one or both parties running away, not
looking to risk themselves in a fight. The preds from Areas 1 and 2,
however, are growing restless! They have now teamed up in an effort
to chase down and eliminate the weaker contestants taking shelter in
the shadows of the w