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stuttering out, ¶"that's only for boys, Cassie," ocean waves and deep breaths and yet Cassie doth protests, "but it's PINK! pink, mom! you're dumb." Cassie's mom gasps.

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December 16, 2025 at 9:44 AM
the gun right on Cassian's face. i step on his aiming wrist with the full weight of my toe tips and walk out to the front reception, pay my bill and tip for the mess, and we leave. a girl in passing asks her mom if she can have a pink sword that big, and her mom goes cold sweat,
December 16, 2025 at 9:44 AM
a girl could be so lucky. this is getting heated. too heated. i turn back to Will and Gutting and they're loading takeout containers nonplussed. ¶"girlie c'mon," Will beckons, "it's free comic book day at graham cracker and alleycat, there's gonna be a long line!" i sigh and toss
December 16, 2025 at 9:44 AM
creak against the wooden splinters. he raises Darnielle to shoot once more, ¶"she's being a pest," but i kick it from his hand, kick him in the knees, and he's down on top of Mighty. "FUCKING RUDEY!" i grab Darnielle myself this time. two celestial weapons at once, never thought
December 16, 2025 at 9:44 AM
the others don't make it weird like you do." she comes to open her mouth. ¶"i want-" she gets a gunshot to the shoulder and in the sheer ecstasy whiteout her eyes roll back tongue out, and Cassian steps in, all black tapered suit pants with black tie and black tie clip. his boots
December 16, 2025 at 9:44 AM
our flesh doesn't mean it's over." ¶"you can't swing the bat now dumbass," i pinch her leg under my boot to illustrate the point as she writhes and heehaws in rocking back around on her sacrum. "you're just into this. but i'm not. don't keep calling me for your freaky get-offs.
December 16, 2025 at 9:44 AM
floor to her. "easy there girlie. do you see why i say this shit's dumb?" she bleeds out a momentary trickle from the end closer to her elbow, lifting my left boot to let it miss as she softly heeheehees to herself. ¶"Rudey...it's part of the match. just because we're fallible in
December 16, 2025 at 9:44 AM
distress of foreign bodies under the skin unconsented. ¶"hold on, time, time!" arms across each other still as lucidity stems back into my brain, holding the pommel to lower it slowly this time and not absolutely destroy my toes. once the sword's rested i walk carefully over the
December 16, 2025 at 9:44 AM
meets tempered steel i grab hold her left wrist with my free hand, i hear her going haaaaah in her sheer adulation for being caught off guard, kicking out her ankle to the floor scattered in wood shrapnel, and she gets a nasty sliver down the forearm. eek, even i don't like pure
December 16, 2025 at 9:44 AM
wood sparkling stars between us as i see the thick sense of cosmic intervention behind Mighty's eyes. she's but a whim of a higher calling i'm trying so hard to resist right now, but she'll kill me if i won't act on it. i raise to guard a slam aimed at my skull, and as friction
December 16, 2025 at 9:44 AM
momentarily to shake out her messy trestle blood red hair, "get me with it Rudey, i'm waiting!" not thinking, just a sense of instinct climbing out buried alive within rage from the hilt around my knuckles as it swings and cuts through three chairs and a 1/4 of table, splintering
December 16, 2025 at 9:44 AM
goes spitting in my ear and my balance goes all askewy in the damp dripping down my cheek, grossgrossgrossgrossgrossgrossssss and i drop the sword. owwwwch. fuck and kabloeey, a punch in her face and she flies back in a cackle, "more like it, more like it!" she removes the beanie
December 16, 2025 at 9:44 AM
in elegance this one, always coming writhing after me, a personal nemesis resi3 '99. taking the punch like a champ, i don't even deign the thought of this girl deserving my puke on her face, i'm so above her at this point, but she won't stop. but then, you know what she does and
December 16, 2025 at 9:44 AM
anything or to be a thing at all in this Grand Scheme, but here i was, bestowed by heaven's grace this divine weaponry of combat and its contract to fight endlessly against its three brethren, we humans simply the vessels. so Mighty slams her dented Muse upon the table. lacking
December 16, 2025 at 9:44 AM
Will nor Gutting or anyone i've met is able to get it more than 1 inch off the ground. it's cumbersome, but compared to a bat, or a gun, or a knife, it seems like the easy winner. luck for a loser if i even cared about being called one. i didn't ask to be anyone's rival, anyone's
December 16, 2025 at 9:44 AM
his left thigh. ¶"no. i gotta." rising with a sigh, grabbing hold my sword, this weighty pink edged cudgel more gay than weapon, but i mean it'd still slice her in half if she had the wherewithal to stand still. i can lift it, but it feels like i shouldn't be able to, yet neither
December 16, 2025 at 9:44 AM
and beanie with an aluminum bat she held across her lower back, i wanted to puke into her toothy smirk. "Rudey," she says to me, "i want another bout. c'mon. entertain me for once in my life over here." ¶"fuck you and let her finish her meal," Will pipes in but i place my hand on
December 16, 2025 at 9:44 AM
*lanky hairy-legged mosquito/tick lady with slithering red tongue hops over to you blushing*
December 15, 2025 at 10:33 AM
she will kill you Violet. utterly thwarted, i promise you, i trust her with my whole god damn self. know it, feel it, have it all apart from me, and within myself too. i won't forget. i can't now. i can't.
December 15, 2025 at 10:30 AM
floors six tiers below hong kong. in the steppe's cold linen snowfields hundreds of kilometers from anywhere. i'd hold you where i would find you next to me always. wherever i'd find you, and i'll always come, always come back like you do to me. so please. i know you'll kill her.
December 15, 2025 at 10:30 AM
it out!" you protested, a whisper of your hot-headed embarrassment i'd come to know so well, so much in five years time my darling. please. please come to me again. under crimson bedsheets in our first night in sapporo. in taut itchy cots in rusted gear-strewn abandoned factory
December 15, 2025 at 10:30 AM
bad men dry in the night's watchful eye, please. you help me stand up, and you say my name, ask if i'm okay. i didn't know your name, didn't know you knew mine, and i only wanted to ask you "what's your name?" and when you said rin, i chuckled at the alliteration. ¶"i didn't pick
December 15, 2025 at 10:30 AM
on my collar tugging me down, down, a wet slush in then out with gooping blood spilling out like candy syrup. glistened under the warehouse floodlights, pitter-pattering on my boots as he slunched over my back, and slid down dead onto his stomach. hoorah. my Runner, come leaking
December 15, 2025 at 10:30 AM
if i died, not that he paid me. i wanted nothing more than to taste the Viper's superalaneen steel tongue on my lips, digging in. to lose myself to a Runner's ease of touch through muscle fiber and bone. i waited to be marked, to be taken. endless waiting, but i felt your hands
December 15, 2025 at 10:30 AM