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"I could really use a trim for summer. My hair is dripping out here." Edgar glanced at his girlfriend Denise as she batted sweat away from her full, tan locks. She'd had her hair lightened a few times and it had once almost come out gray. To his surprise, she wasn't mortified. She actually kept it for a few weeks, noting, "If you live long enough, everyone goes gray eventually." He flicked a few beads from his own, much-closer dirty-blond "lawn" (as Denise liked to call it) and pulled her in for a wobbling hug as they walked. She was as sweaty as him with a sheen across her freckled, lightly-tanned face. She pulled up her lavender tank with
Samus's Day Off SmashxSNKHeroines Comic Crossover
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Returns TG: Chapter 2 - Philoporia
Chapter 2 - Philoporia The afternoon sun seemed to singe the electrical poles a deeper shade of brown while the tan dust nearly bleached white as the wind whipped it against walls, gates, and cars. Half-buried, gnarled bushes bowed against the beating as the gales tore the last flashes of floral color from their stalks. The gate of the farm surplus braced against its rusty chains, a fresh coat of paint from last month was not enough to conceal splintering and dirt embedded between the layers. A stream of black-and-whites zoomed down the narrow road, sirens squawking and lights flashing. Traffic released their accelerators to let them pass b
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The Wishing Well TG Shortie
The Wishing Well Maddie stomped ahead of her big brother, Sam, as he tossed branches and laughs over her head. She wasn't allowed to go alone to the old garden past the fence. They had been playing hide-and-seek by the old, weed-tangled wall when they found the old well. It was small, with a worn roof above and darkened boards ringing it. Sam spit down it and hauled up the old, clattering metal bucket attached to a rope but only a tiny bit of muddy rainwater leaked from the old thing. Written in rusted letters on the side of the bucket were the words, "This magic well, enchanted by faerie folk, shall grant ye a wish if gold be given." Sam
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Accidental Bust Cream TG Shortie
Accidental Bust Cream Heath ran a cold shower over his rash-covered body. He'd just been clearing out an old part of the lawn when he hit a few saplings. There had to be poison sumac in there and he caught it all. His arms were just the easiest but sorest to touch. Red soon spread across his chest, pits, groin, feet, face, and even eyes. Waiting it out was a challenge in distraction from pain. He went searching for something as a remedy, turning over old cabinets, opening musty drawers, and searching behind boxes. Eventually, he found an old, worn cream tube with just pictures on the front. It showed a woman putting out red spots on her arm
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Toxic Masculinity TG
Toxic Masculinity I just got back from the gym for the evening when the pain started in my back. I'd pushed myself a few times but nothing too serious, certainly not enough to cause this sort of pain. I knew the pain of leg-lifting objects which would make others tear muscles just to slide them. This was not that pain. It was like having a big, hot pimple inside my body, throbbing and craving pressure. Adding that pressure just made it worse. I roared as I tried to find a good spot to sit. At home, leaning up against the couch in the dark was nice for a moment. I flexed and breathed like I could lift this weight off like any put on me. Did
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How To Girl TG Shortie
How To Girl Bradley reached up to the top shelf in the bookstore and picked up a book titled How to Girl. He frowned a sec, especially at seeing his name floating near the title but opened the cover. Flip flip. His nails, once gnawed nubs bloomed into white, pokey claws good for scratching an itch on his head. A rush of amused adrenal drew a grin to his face as he honestly couldn't remember what he had been reading but enjoyed the results. Flip flip. The hair he scratched dropped past his shoulders. Flip flip. It got longer and longer until it was a little too much. Flut flut. He used his fancy nails to turn back till it was just ov
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Returns TG: Chapter 1 - Caramel
Returns Chapter 1 - Caramel An afternoon gale rattled the shrubs in front of Sunrock Library. Dust devils swirled where the fringe of green gave way to the hard, tan powder of the desert floor. Spidery, prickly trees wandered the next ridge, where a cement riverbed carried the runoff of the mountains to the millions to the south. Drivers spurted through the block-and-a-half of Sunrock's downtown, ignoring the two-story Grange, the farm surplus, and the town's first burger joint, on their way to Las Vegas. The artery demanded only one-way pumping for frantic escape to the half-paved library side street. For all the dim, distant roars and s
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"I could really use a trim for summer. My hair is dripping out here." Edgar glanced at his girlfriend Denise as she batted sweat away from her full, tan locks. She'd had her hair lightened a few times and it had once almost come out gray. To his surprise, she wasn't mortified. She actually kept it for a few weeks, noting, "If you live long enough, everyone goes gray eventually." He flicked a few beads from his own, much-closer dirty-blond "lawn" (as Denise liked to call it) and pulled her in for a wobbling hug as they walked. She was as sweaty as him with a sheen across her freckled, lightly-tanned face. She pulled up her lavender tank with
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Returns TG: Chapter 2 - Philoporia
Chapter 2 - Philoporia The afternoon sun seemed to singe the electrical poles a deeper shade of brown while the tan dust nearly bleached white as the wind whipped it against walls, gates, and cars. Half-buried, gnarled bushes bowed against the beating as the gales tore the last flashes of floral color from their stalks. The gate of the farm surplus braced against its rusty chains, a fresh coat of paint from last month was not enough to conceal splintering and dirt embedded between the layers. A stream of black-and-whites zoomed down the narrow road, sirens squawking and lights flashing. Traffic released their accelerators to let them pass b
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The Wishing Well TG Shortie
The Wishing Well Maddie stomped ahead of her big brother, Sam, as he tossed branches and laughs over her head. She wasn't allowed to go alone to the old garden past the fence. They had been playing hide-and-seek by the old, weed-tangled wall when they found the old well. It was small, with a worn roof above and darkened boards ringing it. Sam spit down it and hauled up the old, clattering metal bucket attached to a rope but only a tiny bit of muddy rainwater leaked from the old thing. Written in rusted letters on the side of the bucket were the words, "This magic well, enchanted by faerie folk, shall grant ye a wish if gold be given." Sam
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Accidental Bust Cream TG Shortie
Accidental Bust Cream Heath ran a cold shower over his rash-covered body. He'd just been clearing out an old part of the lawn when he hit a few saplings. There had to be poison sumac in there and he caught it all. His arms were just the easiest but sorest to touch. Red soon spread across his chest, pits, groin, feet, face, and even eyes. Waiting it out was a challenge in distraction from pain. He went searching for something as a remedy, turning over old cabinets, opening musty drawers, and searching behind boxes. Eventually, he found an old, worn cream tube with just pictures on the front. It showed a woman putting out red spots on her arm
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Toxic Masculinity TG
Toxic Masculinity I just got back from the gym for the evening when the pain started in my back. I'd pushed myself a few times but nothing too serious, certainly not enough to cause this sort of pain. I knew the pain of leg-lifting objects which would make others tear muscles just to slide them. This was not that pain. It was like having a big, hot pimple inside my body, throbbing and craving pressure. Adding that pressure just made it worse. I roared as I tried to find a good spot to sit. At home, leaning up against the couch in the dark was nice for a moment. I flexed and breathed like I could lift this weight off like any put on me. Did
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How To Girl TG Shortie
How To Girl Bradley reached up to the top shelf in the bookstore and picked up a book titled How to Girl. He frowned a sec, especially at seeing his name floating near the title but opened the cover. Flip flip. His nails, once gnawed nubs bloomed into white, pokey claws good for scratching an itch on his head. A rush of amused adrenal drew a grin to his face as he honestly couldn't remember what he had been reading but enjoyed the results. Flip flip. The hair he scratched dropped past his shoulders. Flip flip. It got longer and longer until it was a little too much. Flut flut. He used his fancy nails to turn back till it was just ov
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Returns TG: Chapter 1 - Caramel
Returns Chapter 1 - Caramel An afternoon gale rattled the shrubs in front of Sunrock Library. Dust devils swirled where the fringe of green gave way to the hard, tan powder of the desert floor. Spidery, prickly trees wandered the next ridge, where a cement riverbed carried the runoff of the mountains to the millions to the south. Drivers spurted through the block-and-a-half of Sunrock's downtown, ignoring the two-story Grange, the farm surplus, and the town's first burger joint, on their way to Las Vegas. The artery demanded only one-way pumping for frantic escape to the half-paved library side street. For all the dim, distant roars and s
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Lost Things TG
"I could really use a trim for summer. My hair is dripping out here." Edgar glanced at his girlfriend Denise as she batted sweat away from her full, tan locks. She'd had her hair lightened a few times and it had once almost come out gray. To his surprise, she wasn't mortified. She actually kept it for a few weeks, noting, "If you live long enough, everyone goes gray eventually." He flicked a few beads from his own, much-closer dirty-blond "lawn" (as Denise liked to call it) and pulled her in for a wobbling hug as they walked. She was as sweaty as him with a sheen across her freckled, lightly-tanned face. She pulled up her lavender tank with
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Returns TG: Chapter 2 - Philoporia
Chapter 2 - Philoporia The afternoon sun seemed to singe the electrical poles a deeper shade of brown while the tan dust nearly bleached white as the wind whipped it against walls, gates, and cars. Half-buried, gnarled bushes bowed against the beating as the gales tore the last flashes of floral color from their stalks. The gate of the farm surplus braced against its rusty chains, a fresh coat of paint from last month was not enough to conceal splintering and dirt embedded between the layers. A stream of black-and-whites zoomed down the narrow road, sirens squawking and lights flashing. Traffic released their accelerators to let them pass b
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The Wishing Well TG Shortie
The Wishing Well Maddie stomped ahead of her big brother, Sam, as he tossed branches and laughs over her head. She wasn't allowed to go alone to the old garden past the fence. They had been playing hide-and-seek by the old, weed-tangled wall when they found the old well. It was small, with a worn roof above and darkened boards ringing it. Sam spit down it and hauled up the old, clattering metal bucket attached to a rope but only a tiny bit of muddy rainwater leaked from the old thing. Written in rusted letters on the side of the bucket were the words, "This magic well, enchanted by faerie folk, shall grant ye a wish if gold be given." Sam
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Accidental Bust Cream TG Shortie
Accidental Bust Cream Heath ran a cold shower over his rash-covered body. He'd just been clearing out an old part of the lawn when he hit a few saplings. There had to be poison sumac in there and he caught it all. His arms were just the easiest but sorest to touch. Red soon spread across his chest, pits, groin, feet, face, and even eyes. Waiting it out was a challenge in distraction from pain. He went searching for something as a remedy, turning over old cabinets, opening musty drawers, and searching behind boxes. Eventually, he found an old, worn cream tube with just pictures on the front. It showed a woman putting out red spots on her arm
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Toxic Masculinity TG
Toxic Masculinity I just got back from the gym for the evening when the pain started in my back. I'd pushed myself a few times but nothing too serious, certainly not enough to cause this sort of pain. I knew the pain of leg-lifting objects which would make others tear muscles just to slide them. This was not that pain. It was like having a big, hot pimple inside my body, throbbing and craving pressure. Adding that pressure just made it worse. I roared as I tried to find a good spot to sit. At home, leaning up against the couch in the dark was nice for a moment. I flexed and breathed like I could lift this weight off like any put on me. Did
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How To Girl TG Shortie
How To Girl Bradley reached up to the top shelf in the bookstore and picked up a book titled How to Girl. He frowned a sec, especially at seeing his name floating near the title but opened the cover. Flip flip. His nails, once gnawed nubs bloomed into white, pokey claws good for scratching an itch on his head. A rush of amused adrenal drew a grin to his face as he honestly couldn't remember what he had been reading but enjoyed the results. Flip flip. The hair he scratched dropped past his shoulders. Flip flip. It got longer and longer until it was a little too much. Flut flut. He used his fancy nails to turn back till it was just ov
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Returns TG: Chapter 1 - Caramel
Returns Chapter 1 - Caramel An afternoon gale rattled the shrubs in front of Sunrock Library. Dust devils swirled where the fringe of green gave way to the hard, tan powder of the desert floor. Spidery, prickly trees wandered the next ridge, where a cement riverbed carried the runoff of the mountains to the millions to the south. Drivers spurted through the block-and-a-half of Sunrock's downtown, ignoring the two-story Grange, the farm surplus, and the town's first burger joint, on their way to Las Vegas. The artery demanded only one-way pumping for frantic escape to the half-paved library side street. For all the dim, distant roars and s
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Ice TG
Ice Randall panted on the street corner and fanned the tail of his suit, hoping to draw in some cool air to his body. There was none. The air was hot, the street burned against his black shoes, the buildings seemed to breathe exhaust on him, and the sun twice-baked him in his own sweat. He had run through several tall liter bottles of water, devoured an ice cream at lunch, chewed on ice chips, and blasted the car AC to the limit. Nothing had helped. It was the hottest day of the year and then some. He splashed away streams of sweat clinging to his head. There has to be some place cool around here, he struggled, like the depths of a freezer
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Reading Reflections TG
Reading Reflections Calvin Walker had tried stuffing a pillow over his head, literal ear plugs, and headphones pumping as many piano pieces as possible to drown out the audio water torture that was his invalid father, Reynold. He used his mind to imagine the words changed, no more than the cooing of a bird through the window. That just wasn't possible. "I'm hurting badly! My feet hurt badly!" The words just did not translate into anything so pleasant. Each cry though, he came or he answered. And each time he looked his father, with his wandering gaze, trapped in a bed with a voice that still his own but a mind which fought to understand.
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The Daughter of Humanity - Prologue
~Songs of the Orphans~ I am the child of humanity, the first. I live on the rock of wonders they once called home. My park, my solace, my home now. The sun blooms across my nanoscales, a breath of life. Days fly ever faster, counting each orbit is meaningless. Instead, I watch a sandy lizard skitter across the dirt. I embrace the angry rainfall. I count the endless stars. I breathe deep, though I need no breath. I stretch out, though all is in order. I raise my violin and again touch my first note. The sound bleeds soft, harsh, and untrue. Still, I practice and wait, for the day my parents return. ---- The Daughter of Humanity Prologue
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The Flaming Panties TG Part 1
The Society of the Eternally-Flaming Panties Abby Longbloom hadn't considered the cow. The cow, however, gave Abby a long look and remarked, "Whooooo?" Eyebrows raised, she waved her blue scanner around in the air. The cow chewed. After examining the entire barn for signs of the anomaly, she had to note to herself that a cow which said 'who' instead of 'moo' probably should've been the best place to focus first. She gave herself a mental raspberry as the scanner made that tweeting sound it always made when it found something. Abby chuckled, sized up the cow, and smiled. The cow blinked. "Now, Miss Cow, how do you do what you do? And how
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The Flaming Panties TG Part 2
The Society of the Eternally-Flaming Panties (cont.) Abby asked if she could see the panties up close. Chet gave her the answer she expected, "That's up to the senior members of the frat, not me. They have the keys to that room." After a moment of reflection, Abby stood and looked for whatever clues she could find around her. She could see plenty of triple goddess iconography, particularly in the triadic structure of the room. Three couches, three windows on each side (some facing interior rooms), and three sets of those colonnades she loathed. And those little touches of moon imagery. She marveled at the figurine of a little girl on a spir
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The Flaming Panties TG Part 3
The Society of the Eternally-Flaming Panties (cont.) After Korri promised that Abby could hit her with a rolling pin if she was lying or a fake, they walked to the other side of the room and Abby slowly opened the doors. At first, Greg didn't move. Eventually, she poked her head out from between the brooms and looked around. Korri stepped forward and offered her hand. Greg backed away and looked to Abby, who encouraged her with a little nod. Once Greg was out, Korri told her, "We need to get you out of here now. I don't know how long Chet will be safe." Greg bit her lip. "Safe from what? Who are you?" Korri said only, "I'm a friend. Come
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The Flaming Panties TG Finale
The Society of the Eternally-Flaming Panties (conclusion) Before Abby could even think about tracking down a rolling pin, Korri told her, "It's something I have to do, no matter the consequences for me." Katsumi barked, "You would kill all of us in cold blood? Then you're no better than those monsters over there!" She tossed a hand in the direction of the dark figures, who looked excited by the current situation. The girls on either side of Katsumi tensed up. The pseudo-Aiborae looked rattled, as did the Rift group. Korri yelled back, "Maybe I am! But I won't let there be another time when any of you do find some great power. Upon my oath
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Abby - Ragged Pages Part 1 TG
Previously on The Abby Longbloom Tales... Abby Longbloom, young explorer of parallel worlds, has been searching. Ever since the sudden disappearance of her father many years ago, she has sought clues in the reality-altering 'anomalies' he used to research. Despite her long travels, she knows she will find him again some day. Her quest takes her to a farm in a fertile version of the Sahara desert where a family's cow has altered a young boy into a young girl. From there, she arrives in an alternate reality Boston named "Trimountain", where her special goggles tell her a pair of ever-burning panties reside. Along with flaming underwear, she
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Abby - Ragged Pages Part 2 TG
The Ragged Pages of the First Book (cont.) ---- The pause in Demetrius's reading alarmed young Abby. She scooted up in the bed and breathlessly asked, "What happens next?" With a calm smile, Demetrius bent forward and asked, "What do you think happens next?" Abby curled her lips in. She didn't expect her dad to ask her. That wasn't how stories went. They were told and listened to. She wanted to protest but she had a feeling her dad had a good reason to ask. Focusing with what she could summon from her mind, Abby mulled, "Well…with all that has happened so far…" Demetrius interrupted, "Don't worry about that. Tell the story you
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Abby - Ragged Pages Part 3 TG
The Ragged Pages of the First Book (cont.) ---- Young Abby spread her hands across the bed to better illustrate her story. She felt herself carried along by her ideas, no matter how silly they sounded as she thought them. Heeding her father's words, she just rushed headlong into her tale and scene after scene with all gusto. Dangers mounted against her characters. But they were resourceful. Stunning reveals, at least so far as Abby's young mind imagined them, played out. For his part, Demetrius gave an earnest impression of surprise at every twist and turn. Abby's face, full of the energy of her story, very nearly seemed to glow. ---- A
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Abby - Ragged Pages Finale TG
The Ragged Pages of the First Book (conclusion) ----- This time, Abby paused and it was Demetrius's turn to ask, "So what happens next?" Sitting on the bed with her legs crossed under her, Abby scrunched up her face. No matter how hard she scrunched, there were no more words Demetrius leaned closer and Abby sighed. Her eyes downcast, she told her father, "I think she's doomed. I can't think of a way to get her home. I have no ideas…" Gently, Demetrius touched her hand. "There is always a way. There is always hope. You just have to imagine it. You just have to create it…. And there's something I need to show you, Abby." Softly,
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Abby - The Serpent's Den 1 TG
An Abby Longbloom Tale: The Serpent's Den of Buried Secrets - Part 1 Previously on The Abby Longbloom Tales... Abby Longbloom, young explorer of parallel worlds, has been searching. Ever since the sudden disappearance of her father many years ago, she has sought clues in the reality-altering 'anomalies' he used to research. Despite her long travels, she knows she will find him again some day. On her journeys, she brings a jacket with impossibly-deep pockets, a temperamental, shape-shifting blue scanner, and black goggles which allow her to discover anomalies and travel between universes. Upon her father's wishes long ago, she has vowed nev
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Abby - The Serpent's Den 2 TG
The Serpent's Den of Buried Secrets (cont.) ----- Abby unbuttoned her jacket and let it flutter in the breeze as she walked along the sidewalk. The bottoms hung like they were starched because of the weight inside. This was Layola Court. She paused a moment to think about her route, wondering if she could avoid taking Rizale Avenue. However, it led into Geronimo Street and she loved that one. It was like flying on the way down and a massive mountain climb on the way up. Layola Court went on for a while with the same houses. A few bots, like large hummingbirds, hovered into windows and darted between old willow trees. At the corner, she lo
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So glad to hear that you are alright after that earthquake. ^_^
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majorkerina|Student Writer
Yup! Just a little shake.
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Thanks for the watch! :)
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I know that you have a lot going on, but if you get a chance I have posted both some older writings of mine as deviation, and a brand new writing of mine as a deviation. 

I would appreciate any comments and/or constructive criticisms that you have.
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Okay sweetie!
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Hi! It's been a while since we have talked with each other. I would like to catch up.
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Hi! What's up? Been pretty busy with my pretty much 1000 page books heh.
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