Tag: Fantasy

Learning Curve 4

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A startled yelp woke me. I could feel sunshine warming part of me, so I knew it was morning; I could smell a scent that I just knew was Tavi, right beside me. I yawned and opened my eyes halfway. Briefly, it was much too bright, but then my eyes adjusted. “Sky?” Tavi’s eyes were wide, her lips parted. “Mmhmm. Feel better?” “Um, yes. Holy crap. I did that?” “Well, I didn’t. See anyone else around?” Silence for a couple of heartbeats, then Tavi laughed and reached over me in a hug. “Right, so practically the first witchy thing I…

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Learning Curve 3

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I sank down on the couch, watching the orange stripes spreading up my arms. There was no sensation at all; it was only the colour that was changing. That didn’t mean it wasn’t surreal to watch. When it reached my shoulders, I peeled off my t-shirt so I could still see it. The stripes ran around my arms, but turned into complex swirls down my sides. It moved up, too, where I couldn’t see it without going in search of a mirror. When it got down to my waist, I stripped off the rest of my clothes. Anyone who had…

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Learning Curve 2

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Uncle Glen let me off back at Tavi’s place with my things, his number in my phone, and his promise that he’d clear it with my manager for me to have time off. I hurried back upstairs, calling a quick greeting to Tavi while I kicked off my shoes. “Heya,” she called back. “Got everything?” “All yours,” I said. I left my bags by the metal-frame futon that served as her couch and returned to her. “Feeling better with a bit of food?” She was sitting up at least, and the cookies and juice were all gone. I could still…

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Learning Curve 1

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A witch’s abilities wake up unexpectedly and powerfully, and it’s going to take time for her to learn to control them. Her lifelong best friend is unwilling to leave her to face it alone – no matter what he finds himself transformed into by accident. (15 chapters, 37K words) CW: Several major transformations, with consent, but initially with virtually no control. Minor inclusion of a wannabe-abusive ex-boyfriend. Pansexual characters of various genders. A loving romantic relationship between two men (approximately) with skin of different colours. One small injury with a kitchen knife. Um… that’s about it? My shorter stories don’t…

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Seven Days 6

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In jeans and a grey T-shirt, but with Carnal’s small black purse and Carnal’s phone and Carnal’s remaining cash, Laura used her own TTC pass to get to the park where she’d met Jaz. Things changed, but life went on: the familiar sights of a young mother fumbling with a stroller and her small child, a bearded man in rumpled clothing muttering to himself, a trio who were probably high-school students chattering at high speed. In the park, she spotted Jaz on a bench, her legs outstretched with her ankles crossed, absorbed in eating the ice cream cone in her…

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Seven Days 5

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The unfortunate fact was, Laura would know her own twin bed anywhere. It hardly seemed worth opening her eyes. She wasn’t in a League cell yet, but it wasn’t like she had anything to look forward to. She was certainly unemployed again, and there was no need to look to know that she had no horns, no tail, no sensual curves—although, discordantly, the monster in her lower back was quiescent. That inexplicable bit of relief didn’t really outweigh the other part, but at least she didn’t need to immediately grab for pain meds. She wasn’t wearing her red dancer costume,…

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Seven Days 4

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Almost showtime. Carnal checked her reflection with even more attention to detail than any of her previous appearances. This costume was absolutely gorgeous, the red of fresh blood with an abundance of golden spangles and pearly black and white beading, an elaborate top with short semi-detached sleeves trailing gauzy scarves and a complex layered skirt. She’d paid for it but asked the store to hold it for her until today—she’d known instantly that it was the one she wanted for her finale. She’d woken up with her right leg completely healed, as though nothing had ever happened, even though she…

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Seven Days 3

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Carnal lounged on the hotel bed, nibbling on the last of the rather tasty platter of mixed appetizers from room service while she watched the news on her new phone. “The rogue dancer known as Carnal has struck again, this time disrupting a bridal fashion show in a mall downtown. The DJ, who swears he, quote, ‘just wanted to make her happy,’ played her signature track ‘Roxy Roller’ and two others she asked for. In an all-white version of a belly-dance costume, she invaded the stage and displaced the models, danced for the duration of the three songs in a…

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Seven Days 2

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Morning brought sunlight and a wonderful sense of peace and anticipation, but not the slightest disorientation or confusion. Laura rolled out of bed, and scavenged whatever was left in her kitchen before stepping into the shower stall in her closet-sized bathroom. The hot water felt wonderful, though she wished she had better shampoo and conditioner to use on her long white-and-red hair. Working around her horns to wash it was certainly interesting and took some concentration, but she had to admit that she loved every minute of it. Her tail writhed around her, not really much practical help, but it…

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Seven Days 1

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Laura’s life was ruined by the League, just collateral damage as they fought a supervillain. An unusual energy drink gives her back what she lost, and then some, but only for one hundred and sixty-eight hours. What can you do with seven days when you have nothing to lose? (6 chapters, 21K words) I can’t think of any specific content/trigger warnings, please tell me if you notice any! Uploading all in one day, just because I’m trying to give some idea what I do. Starting tomorrow, one chapter per day. Let me know what you think! – Prysmcat -=-=-=-=- “I’m…

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