For Want of a Spoon

Title: For Want of a Spoon
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 528
From Meep's prompting post to me to Meri. Spoons and Ice cream are inexplicably meant to go together.( Read more... )

Drabble Cascade #18 : blood -- With a Bit of Magic

FB3X Drabble Cascade #18 - Blood

Title: With a Bit of Magic (m/m, m-preg)
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 500 multiples of 100 right.. right? 5 x 100
Prompt: Blood
*Shakes head* From ice cream to blood, the places I go.( Read more... )

Drabble Cascade #18 : blood --- Rules (paranormal, G)

FB3X Drabble Cascade #18 - Blood

Title: Rules (paranormal, G)
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 100
Prompt: blood



“I feel like I’m cheating,” had been what he’d said just before claws dragged across his body rending flesh as well as cloth. As he ran through the alleys, rain washing off his blood in a trail that would lead pursuers to him if it didn’t stop soon, he reflected, ‘Never say you might be cheating in a card game with shifters. They didn’t like it and had few qualms about letting you know.’ It had been a jest. A silly jest. And now he ran panting for his life.

A howl came through the night after him, they hunted.

No Thank You, Really. ---- only mildly meep repellant.

Title: No Thank You, Really
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 273
I provided this first line to a contest Jenna Breen is doing. Two lucky people will be chosen from the entries to receive her new book, A Little Weird.
That's over here at - http://torquere-social.livejournal.com/2455291.html.
The line bit me.


The five spindly hairy black legs that he could see at the wall’s edge beckoned to him like a hand of a lover or a cunning spider. In a way he hoped it was the latter because anything like that otherwise would be something fallen out of nightmares. The spider couldn’t be all that big, he assured himself but if that were a hand then the body it was attached to didn’t bear thinking of.

“You are going to go check that out, aren’t you?” Chess asked him with a nasty grin. “Can’t leave a lady or a guy waiting.”

“Sure I can. Just watch me,” Rune replied. “It’ll take more than that to get my half of the loot we’ve got and over my dead body. I don’t aim to provide my half to you.”

“Now don’t be like that. She or he wants you to come see her or him. It’s not like they’d let anything unnaturally vicious in here despite the clientele. You offend someone and then we’ll both be tossed out. Just go over there and say no thank you.”

Rune sighed cursing under his breath. This was a real bad idea.

It was a bad idea as it turned out. It wasn’t a spider exactly but it acted like one. His silk wrapped body hung in one of the rooms above stairs next to about five others. The paralysis kept him quiet as he felt the suckling of the smaller version of that beckoning hand. If he survived this he’d find Chess and demand his share of the blood money that providing a brood prey had garnered him.