Both Alike In Dignity – Short Story

“You will decide as a class what scenes are the most important and how you want to portray them – be that traditionally, gender swapped, in a modern fashion, and so on. Last year we did Hamlet and they set it all as a pride of lions” “Do you think she knows that’s just The Lion King or no?”


Cubed – Short Story

Xe stepped up to the microphone. The lights lit up the stage. The rest of the band started to play and xe opened xyr mouth to sing. Their choreography was perfect, as it was every performance. Each member of the band was so in sync with one another. Xe let xyr hair fly around and xyr hips move like liquid. Xe caressed the microphone and let the waves of pleasure energy wash over xem. Once the set was over xe grinned at xyr bandmates. Alexander, the bassist was letting the energy rush settle before he headed to pack away the amp. Sinta, the drummer was already lifting the heaviest of her equipment, the power rush would only last so long and she liked to move her drums before she was back to regular strength. Harry, the lead guitarist was kissing his boyfriend, sharing the energy rush with his human.  

Closet – Short Story – IDAHoBiT

Charlie opened the wardrobe and sighed at the sight before him. He hadn’t been home in a while, he hadn’t expected to return at all in all honesty. He had hoped he might get a steady job and his own flat, or at least a house share. He pushed at the clothes hangers in front of him. Maybe he should have gone into accountancy like his dad had wanted him to.

I don’t take parchment from mortals – short story

A young woman stood abandoned on my doorstep. “What?” I grunted as she took in my appearance. I was a lot to look up to, all 7 feet of me if you measured my horns. The woman looked like a princess – between the crown, gown and wide-eyed terror as she peered at me and held out a piece of parchment. “I don’t take parchment from mortals” I snared. I felt a little bad for snarling, she obviously didn’t want to be here, probably some weird human gift. Occasionally the humans would leave me ‘gifts’ like this. Although the cat they had left in a box on my doorstep labelled “Offering” was still a member of my household. Ring was probably already helping himself to my fresh pie.

You Naval Types Are Always The Same – Short Story

“You naval types are always the same” the pirate captain said “too proud until you’ve been hung out on deck and lashed with no food and water for a week” The naval captain kept their gaze straight ahead, jaw clenched. The pirate captain grabbed a fistful of his hair, pulling his head back, lips pressing against the navy commodore’s ear. “Or maybe I’ll just start with your crew. Make you watch one of them walk the plank each time you don’t give me what I want. Perhaps both. What do you think?”

An Apparently Foolish Plan- Short Story

“Alfred, hold on” Harry cried, trying to staunch the bleeding. Alfred smiled up at Harry, reaching out to touch his face. “It’s not going to work sweetness” “Please! Don’t leave me! We can get through this” “Even if I could sweetness, we’ve been found out. Go. Live your life the way we wanted to together.” Harry had never moved on, not really. In the 75 years he’d lived without Alfred, he’d seen the world change, adapt, and grow but he’d never got over Alfred.