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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 a soft flash of her tummy and nudged on her tight jeans. 
Edgar regretted his stark-black shirt choice with the sun intensely blasting their eyes but at least his camo-green shorts flapped against his most sensitive areas. It was not the sort of day for a long walk but they didn't have a choice. 
The ca
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Samus's Day Off SmashxSNKHeroines Comic Crossover by majorkerina Samus's Day Off SmashxSNKHeroines Comic Crossover :iconmajorkerina:majorkerina 17 2
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 but still ambled after. Soon, a sneaking entourage followed a path carved by the police. 
At Sunrock Library, slathered in smooth stucco nearly the same shade as the beaten ground, dust-speckled cars of silver, black, and white sought slim, angled-eastward shadows.
Within, Bridgette had brought se
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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 snorted a chuckle but young Maddie beamed and wondered. A wish. She stayed up at night thinking and dreaming of it. She didn't have gold but she knew where to get it. Her father's coin collection had a precious golden coin found when he went diving in the Carribean. Since he didn't lock the cabi
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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 arms. The anatomy was a bit inconsistent as her bust was several times bigger with shimmering skin results. 
It smelled like something he would put on his skin and didn't burn as he applied it to a section of his wrist. Rubbing gently, he covered his arms in soothing, somewhat-minty relief. S
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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. Didn't help. In the mirror, I figured I looked bad. My inch-deep, rusty beard curled around my fingers. My color was paler than usual. My nose was red around where I'd been wearing my shades through my workout. The dense meat of my arms trembling with all the work I'd put in and the pain echoing through m
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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 over his shoulders and stopped there. Turning between a set of pages gave him style and color. Inspecting a lock, he saw it was perfectly golden with a hint of orange. He set a mental bookmark before moving to the next section.&
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Returns TG: Chapter 1 - Caramel


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 squeals, the slim parking lot may have rested upon another world. One car appeared first before it opened at nine and one was left at closing in the evening. Inside, past a black-tinted set of doors, sat a small, over-stacked gray cart with weathered, musty hardcovers for a buck-fifty and feathered, cr
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Ice TG

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. But each refuge still felt like he was toasting from within. He didn't feel sick though, just stuffy. Made sense with his clothes, but the office dress code was painfully formal. He waved his tie against his face but felt nothing.
He thought that he might take a long lunch, hurry home, and hop in the shower or camp in fro
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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. When he was there, Reynold couldn't tell him what was wrong. No aid or comfort soothed his pain. He couldn't help but wonder if his father's mangled mind found alarm in the oscillating fan brushing the hairs on his arm. But while an infant might learn and realize this wasn't a danger, the regression slipped that hold each time and h
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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

12000 AD (give or take a few years)
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Food twister. Clever idea. I love how you use contrasting shapes (sharp and rounded) in your drawings to exaggerated effect. Now, I mus...

Right off, there's a bit of clashing tense which I see but I'll try to ignore it. @_@ That was...horny?...something like that. LOL. Nau...

...uh scare me. *tickles* But I'll read on...figured the ending was coming. Not a whole lot to say. I can see how this ...


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Sternendruide Featured By Owner 3 days ago
Happy Birthday!
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Feel free sure :)
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apsm Featured By Owner May 15, 2018  Hobbyist Writer

I know you like Queen so here's the trailer for Bohemian Rhapsody (Freddy Mercury biopic).
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