the Block

Tag: story

  • Night School. [nsfw]

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    “So yer a biology teacher, yeah? I like a smart girl… Wanna teach me how deep this goes? I never paid much attention in class, but I reckon I’ve taken a new interest…” Sheila likes to play dumb when she’s grazing at the local watering holes. Usually a low-cut top and tight pants do most…

  • The New Guy. [nsfw]

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    It started innocent enough. A couple of stiff drinks and a fat bowl: the traditional West Coast Dinner. Irv met the new guy at a Christmas party a few years back. One of his girlfriend Gemma’s many acquaintances. She rolled with a pretty interesting crowd, thanks to frequent work travel. Irv liked to tag along…

  • Sticking to the Budget. [nsfw]

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    There may have been some sort of misunderstanding. Your roommate’s stressing about the bills all the time lately, and she’s really been up your ass about saving money and making things last. Inflation this, discretionary spending that… Your shiatsu addiction was one of the first things on the chopping block, but that was important stress relief. Who’s supposed to…

  • Osprey vs. the Handacles. [nsfw]

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    They came from everywhere at once! Osprey had no time to react, his feathers standing on end only a split second before they grabbed him. What creature owned these slithery appendages, he wondered, and what did it want? As if in response, a flurry of menacing digits made confetti out of his uniform, stretching and…

  • Sanguine Solstice. [nsfw]

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    Every three hundred years, some strange confluence of the stars and magic bathes our world in vivid darkness. An impossible, total solar eclipse that lasts for 24 hours… the Sanguine Solstice. It’s one of the unholiest vampiric holidays, not only for the luxury of uninterrupted daytime festivities, but also for the alchemical succulence with which…

  • Shark Roll. [nsfw]

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    You step into the tiny room and look around, your eyes slowly adjusting to the candlegloom. It’s a sushi bar, alright, but… miniature. You have to crouch a little to avoid bumping your head on the ceiling. The itamae beckons you towards the bar eagerly. You appear to be the first customer of the night.…