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October 13 - October 14, 2025
“I’m seeing you in the future and casting a vision of that future here within the mirror for us to look at. This is a memory of us for you, but for us, it is real. It is the now,”
“Remember to own your actions. When wielding a weapon greater than any should call their own, only the strength of your heart can guide it, only the power of your will can contain it. Know yourself and own every piece of who you are. I am sure you won’t ever fail the way I have,” my father called to me.
“Your soul is bound to mine,” I breathed against his mouth, even though I knew he was no longer there to hear my words, but a dark and unknown energy seemed to stir the air itself at that vow. “And I won’t rest until I make every star in the heavens fall for trying to cleave us apart.”
When all hope is lost, and the darkest night descends, remember the promises that bind. When the dove bleeds for love, the shadow will meet the warrior. A hound will bay for vengeance where the rift drinks deep. One chance awaits. The king may fall on the day the Hydra bellows in a spiteful palace.
“Darius Vega is the greatest Dragon who ever lived,” I spoke loud and clear, making Lionel fall deathly still.
A morte e ritorno.”
“Per amore e sacrificio,”
I would claim him this day, and nevermore would I seek the loins of another codfish. For he was my one true salmon, and the rivers of our destiny were wide and flowing toward an eternal horizon. It was time to bathe in our estuary and sup upon the freshwater and may all those who opposed us perish on my flail.
and I clung to her like a damn barnacle on the hull of a ship.
K.U.N.Ts
“It’s ugly, this throne. I wanted Queen Avalon’s throne. It was so pretty, all red and made of rubies. This one doesn’t like me, it prods and pokes my back like it wants me to get off.”
“My surname isn’t Columba anymore. I’m not a dove, I’m a hunter. An Orion. I am your family whether you want me or not.”
“Shh, shh, I’ve got you Gabe. We can fix this. We can put you back together dude,” I promised.
“It’s not Gabriel,” Dante confirmed with a sigh of relief before I realised I was hugging some gross, dead creep.
“Wait, did you hear that?” Dante said, pressing his ear to the muddy wall ahead of us. My stomach growled loudly, and I pressed a hand to it. “That’s just me, bro.” “No, it’s not that.” My stomach growled louder. “Pretty sure it is. I could hardly eat breakfast this morning, I was so worried about Gabe. I only had three dry bagels with butter and jelly on top and two Poptarts. Not even the good kind of Poptarts. They were unbranded, Dante. And I didn’t have any cereal – you know how I love cereal.”
“I’ll kill you, you ass whistling monster!” I dove forward, but Dante knocked me back again, looking me in the eye. “He’s on our side, fratello. That’s Brian Washer.” “I don’t care who he is, his ass whistled in my mouth,”
My gaze slipped down to his Speedos and I inhaled sharply as I spotted a smooth, waxed ball hanging out one side of it.
“Ah!” Leon shook his hand wildly and the eye shot off of it, flying across the table and slapping straight into Seth’s face where it grabbed hold of his cheek and instantly started wriggling towards his eye instead.
slipping his hand from Tory’s and she pushed her hand up the back of his shirt to press her palm to his skin there instead. Could have rolled his sleeve back and touched his arm, but whatever Trevor.
I wasn’t the touching police. If the touching police were here, they might have a thing or two to say about it, but that wasn’t anything to do with me.
“This isn’t the time to try and prove the size of your wee willy winky-”
By the moon, I can’t believe she brought my winky into this.
Rebels’ Undying Mighty Province!” she boomed,
“R.U.M.P.?” Seth demanded furiously. “So now we’re all just asses on the rump? I told you she’d do this.
“Yeah, maybe we should get him an official uniform,” I suggested. “Something buttoned up to the neck and baggy on the ass.”
here. I shall gladly flay the skin from my bosom in penance for my failure this day. I shall scoop both eyes from my skull and drop them in a lagoon. I shall scald the skin from my fingers and allow a rat to eat the remains of-”
“I came here to visit a fucking library. And I’m not leaving until I’ve checked out some books.”
relief. “Alright. Well, be a good Sub, Tyler, and get on your knees for our girl.”
“Sorry about Dave,” Laini cringed as she waved him and his camera away. “It’s his duty to record history as it happens. He documents basically everything, but when your sister visited us, he was bed-bound with dick rot, so he missed her.”
it. “Sucks to suck though.”
I tossed it into the bag, cringing a little at how roughly I was handling it and knowing that somewhere in the world, Orion had just shuddered in horror.
“Oh, and Arnold?” Tory added, backing into the elevator which had arrived behind us. “If I ever see your cowardly, abandoning face again, I’m gonna cut your horns off and shove them up your ass. Got it?”
I’d always quite liked the idea of a dijazzle and wondered if my cock would appreciate a little makeover. I wonder if there was anything true to that rumour about Cal having the hots for Pegasuses…
Xavier, but Darius’s little brother slowly stopped kicking his legs, hanging there like a limp dick instead as he sailed overhead. “Give it some gusto, dear brother!”
“He looks like he’s about to be fed to a T-rex,” I said to Max who burst out laughing just as Xavier was flown overhead again, his horsey pout deepening.
“Good day to you and your cockles, Tiberius. Look, I have been wanting to say this to you for a finnywag or two, but there has been much ado about war and politics that has taken the front seat of our caddy wagon. So hear me now. I know you and my father stood upon separate cliffs which bordered a desolate sea, but I must say that you have sired a fine salmon, and I have decided I wish to form something of a trout truce with you. We can put our whelks aside for the sake of mine and Maxy boy’s pimpersnapping, at least outside of the war councils and such, what say you?” Tiberius frowned,
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“Oh-ho! You are quite the devil dancing with a dandelion,” Geraldine laughed, slapping Tiberius on the chest. “You have such wit about your warthole. Shall we sup together this eve? Or perhaps upon the morrow if this night doesn’t suit? It would be best for us to get to know each other on a more personable level, to forge a bond that can transcend our animosity towards one another. Of course, I won’t promise to shut my tripper trapper when it comes to my loyalties, and no doubt your tongue will dance the dinglehop in my direction whenever a debate arises, but Maxy and I have found fertile
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Maybe I want a go in that harness.” “You wouldn’t dare,” she gasped. “I would. I’d go up in that harness and I wouldn’t care how shameful, mortifying, embarrassing, and reputation-shattering it looked,”
but instead he flipped upside down in the harness, naked as a new-born with his arms flailing and his bejewelled cock flapping in the wind.
today. It kept hanging out in the little world I’d made up called Calaria, where Caleb was all smitten with me, kissing me and calling me a good pup while fondling my balls.
he cried out in fury as he went spinning past my head like an ass tornado.
Good day and a wet Wednesday to you, Libra, the stars have spoken about your day! Today is a great day to clean out the nooks and crannies which have been stuffed full of woe of late. Delve deep into the gaping chasm of your soul and pound those worrisome thoughts right out of you. A dip in the sea is just the ticket to see you slippery and salacious once more, and don’t forget that you can always dump on a friend if the load gets to be too much. A handsome Pisces would be more than happy for you to dump on them if you need a release – even a teeny weeny dump can leave you feeling as wet as a
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I knew there was about as much chance of my mom convincing him to stop as there was of a Lionel revealing himself to be a secret Worm shifter in his next press release.
Skye Marie: I always knew Tiberius Rigel was shifty – he was at a pie eating contest once and told the entire room that he didn’t even like pie when he was offered a piece #shiftynopieguy #canttrustaFaewhowonteatpie #ibetheeatsquiche
There’s nothing wrong with a slimy turd in the gutter #itsmyrighttoshite
I spotted Justin Masters out taking a stroll on the path and bared my teeth as I claimed him as my first victim. I sent a barrage of air into his back, sending him flying off of the path with a yelp of fright before I buried him in five feet of soil and left only his head poking out. “Why?!” he wailed as I stalked past him, not giving him an answer.
“It’s to distract Gabe,” he announced. “Because his Harpy brain is obsessed with nests, isn’t it great? When he tries to see us, all he’ll see is this amazing nest and he’ll go all pigeon brain on it, cooing happily while he examines every bit of it. We’ve hidden all kinds of fancy sticks inside it, so it’ll keep his mind super distracted, and he won’t be able to see too much of our war plans.”
“Pfft. It’ll work. This nest is like the best Harpy porno ever made. It doesn’t matter how hard he tries to resist it, his brain is gonna tiptoe back here to look at it with lube in one hand and tissues in the other.
Venus is a dirty, conniving, skank bitch who invented unrequited love and thinks it’s funny to fuck with Fae emotions whenever she likes.
“I’m gonna bring the moon with me and we’re gonna fuck you up.”
