Tushy Reaper Part 4

Tushy felt dead. Which was a good thing, in her case. She was practically glowing. Literally, with a greenish light, and her scythe looked way cooler now. It wasn’t the starter scythe she was lugging around all this time, rather the same model, only sharper. Glowier. Scythier. She swung it Read more…

Tushy Reaper Part 3

Tushy kept fingering the broken obsidian, like the tongue that keeps feeling around a cavity. She didn’t know what was actually bothering her about it, but it was certainly something. She had noticed a deep change in her perception when she finally reapt her first one. Things were… sharper around Read more…

Tipsy Elf Part 4

Michalina had lots of fun that night. Both the human men had her, though she focused her affections more towards Peter, whom she liked best. But the governor was good-looking too, once he drank some booze and stopped whining. “Stop breathing so hard, you’ll use up all the oxygen in Read more…

Tipsy Elf Part 3

The moment was ruined, but their mood was not. “Peter! Get me out of here,” Aristides wailed. “The cute elven girl said that it’s impossible,” he said flatly. “What does she know? Look at her, she’s all drunk. And so are you, actually,” Aristides complained, pointing from one to the Read more…

Tipsy Elf Part 2

Michalina went, ‘Uhh… Um…” for three ridiculously long seconds, facing the intruders. And then she tapped the hilt of the protector blade and the shield went up. It was a physical, well not actually physical but it certainly was there, adamantine barrier, that bent the torch and the moonlight into Read more…