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Prompt - Ever have one of these days?
Apr. 6th, 2016 02:47 pm
"When a kitty gets the crazies no one is safe..."
This is me.
Title: To Wand or Not to Wand? (Part 1 surely)
Author: meridae
Buttercup didn't understand what the big deal was. So they were going wand shopping. Finally. Her bestest friend had had her wand for a year now. Buttercup and her brothers were all most eleven (10 and 6 months and 1 day was closer to eleven than ten after all) and it was long past time, in her opinion, that they got their first wand.( Read more... )
FB3X Drabble Cascade #152 - 'influence'
Feb. 16th, 2016 04:57 pm
FB3X Drabble Cascades
Welcome to the FB3X Drabble Cascade, a weekly blog hop where we want you to share your drabbles, or flash fiction inspired by our word of the week. To join in, just post your piece to your blog/social media/website and add your link to the list with Title (Rating, Genre), e.g. A Little Bit of Fun (PG, Science Fiction) and then to perpetuate the cascade, add the list code to the bottom of your post :)
Title: The Family Way (Fantasy, Wizards' World series, m-preg)
First Impressions: Part 4
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 200
“So?”
Finian smiled, “Positive.”
“Good,” Jasper said with a satisfied nod. “Now those two will have to stop dragging their paws and we can finally hold their mating ceremony.”( Read more... )
First Impressions part 2
Feb. 13th, 2016 03:32 pmTitle: First Impressions part 2: The Juliet Stage
Part 1
Author: charisstoma
Word count:527
*Meep corrected me so this is corrected... slightly.
“Let me show you the rest of the house,” Leon dragged him along. “It’s not all as coldly ornate, some of it is fussy ornate. Wait til you see the stairway that goes absolutely nowhere but up.”
They stopped in front of a spiraling staircase with thick wooden columns and yes it was ornate. There were capitals in every style it seemed, Ionic, Corinthian and for good measure Doric thrown in wherever the builder or homeowner wished. Jessie looked up, spotting a lone painting mounted discretely on one corner of the top landing and a couple windows to light each landing. He quite like the large oval on the lower landing, the other was framed by more columns.
“You sure that it doesn’t go anywhere?” he couldn’t help asking. “Seems an awful lot of expense and work for nothing but a view. And why the painting?”
Leon grinned, “well we had to put something up there. And it is pretty kitten friendly; all those places to peek out from.” He paused his grin increasing, "alright it does go up to my room."( Read more... )
Part 1
Author: charisstoma
Word count:527
*Meep corrected me so this is corrected... slightly.
“Let me show you the rest of the house,” Leon dragged him along. “It’s not all as coldly ornate, some of it is fussy ornate. Wait til you see the stairway that goes absolutely nowhere but up.”
They stopped in front of a spiraling staircase with thick wooden columns and yes it was ornate. There were capitals in every style it seemed, Ionic, Corinthian and for good measure Doric thrown in wherever the builder or homeowner wished. Jessie looked up, spotting a lone painting mounted discretely on one corner of the top landing and a couple windows to light each landing. He quite like the large oval on the lower landing, the other was framed by more columns.
“You sure that it doesn’t go anywhere?” he couldn’t help asking. “Seems an awful lot of expense and work for nothing but a view. And why the painting?”
Leon grinned, “well we had to put something up there. And it is pretty kitten friendly; all those places to peek out from.” He paused his grin increasing, "alright it does go up to my room."( Read more... )
Title: Who’s That in the Bed
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 1130
“Poof. Could you come here a moment, please?”
Poof appeared hesitantly carrying the kitten in his mouth which probably was a well thought out maneuver on his part. It allowed for mumbling or not being able to talk at all if the question was going to be uncomfortable. Cormier was right behind him with a questioning look on his face.
Elert pointed into the Master bedroom at the bed and raised an eyebrow. Cormier took those few steps to see what was the issue and pulled in a breath turning to Poof.
“Please give me Stinky,” Cormier said. The kitten had graduated to a new name when he started drinking from a saucer and subsequent using the litter box. Cormier continued, “so that you can clearly explain this small person’s presence. You could be in big trouble taking a kitten that’s not yours out of the Crèche.”
“He’s not from the Crèche. He was outside the building hiding under some shrubbery and he was wet and cold and afraid,” Poof mumbled. “He followed me home,” he said more loudly as if to justify it.( Read more... )
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 1130
“Poof. Could you come here a moment, please?”
Poof appeared hesitantly carrying the kitten in his mouth which probably was a well thought out maneuver on his part. It allowed for mumbling or not being able to talk at all if the question was going to be uncomfortable. Cormier was right behind him with a questioning look on his face.
Elert pointed into the Master bedroom at the bed and raised an eyebrow. Cormier took those few steps to see what was the issue and pulled in a breath turning to Poof.
“Please give me Stinky,” Cormier said. The kitten had graduated to a new name when he started drinking from a saucer and subsequent using the litter box. Cormier continued, “so that you can clearly explain this small person’s presence. You could be in big trouble taking a kitten that’s not yours out of the Crèche.”
“He’s not from the Crèche. He was outside the building hiding under some shrubbery and he was wet and cold and afraid,” Poof mumbled. “He followed me home,” he said more loudly as if to justify it.( Read more... )
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On the Streets Arch
Jun. 3rd, 2015 06:07 pmOn the Streets (part 1)
(Part 2)
(Part 3)
(Part 4)
(Part 5)
(Part 6)
The Facts of Life (Part 1)
(Part 2)
At the Creche (intro Arath)
Another Day in the Life of Poof
Guest Speaker (Part 1) (intro Arath's parents)
(Part 2)
(Part 3)-Herb Shop
(Part 4)- Herb Shop
Aubergine, Poof/Arath Malakishelson, Elert/Kormier = Squeaky, Malakishel/Kish (Arath's parents)
(Part 2)
(Part 3)
(Part 4)
(Part 5)
(Part 6)
The Facts of Life (Part 1)
(Part 2)
At the Creche (intro Arath)
Another Day in the Life of Poof
Guest Speaker (Part 1) (intro Arath's parents)
(Part 2)
(Part 3)-Herb Shop
(Part 4)- Herb Shop
Aubergine, Poof/Arath Malakishelson, Elert/Kormier = Squeaky, Malakishel/Kish (Arath's parents)
On the Streets - Guest Speaker (Part 3)
Jun. 3rd, 2015 05:57 pmTitle: The Herb Shop (Part 3)
Follows the On the Streets arch Guest Speaker (Part 1)(Part 2)
All in the Familiar Animal Shelter series - "On the Streets" story arch
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 621
There was a familiar climbing all over Arath was Poof’s first sight when he popped into the herbal tea and retail shop just to smell the scents. Sure they were off at a far corner table, but Poof had started to develop an early detection system where Arath was concerned. He wasn’t sure how he felt about that. His emotions were mixed.
There was rage that a familiar was trespassing, sure Poof wasn’t too sure he wanted to be Arath’s consort sometime in the future, but still Arath was his. How dare the familiar… How dare Arath let the hussy… He paused, was that the correct term for a male doing what that familiar was doing? Maybe tomhussy, brought a grin to Poof’s face. It would be too sweet if the familiar’s name was Thomas. There was a fanged grin now on his face and Poof was sure that Kormier would tell him it was unattractive to have such a thing.
What to do? hmmmmm. ( Read more... )
Part 4
Follows the On the Streets arch Guest Speaker (Part 1)(Part 2)
All in the Familiar Animal Shelter series - "On the Streets" story arch
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 621
There was a familiar climbing all over Arath was Poof’s first sight when he popped into the herbal tea and retail shop just to smell the scents. Sure they were off at a far corner table, but Poof had started to develop an early detection system where Arath was concerned. He wasn’t sure how he felt about that. His emotions were mixed.
There was rage that a familiar was trespassing, sure Poof wasn’t too sure he wanted to be Arath’s consort sometime in the future, but still Arath was his. How dare the familiar… How dare Arath let the hussy… He paused, was that the correct term for a male doing what that familiar was doing? Maybe tomhussy, brought a grin to Poof’s face. It would be too sweet if the familiar’s name was Thomas. There was a fanged grin now on his face and Poof was sure that Kormier would tell him it was unattractive to have such a thing.
What to do? hmmmmm. ( Read more... )
Part 4
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On the Streets-- Guest Speaker (part 2)
Jun. 2nd, 2015 06:41 pmTitle: Guest Speaker (part2)
Follows (Part 1) (Part 2) & At the Crèche & Another Day in the Life of Poof & Guest Speaker (part 1)
All in the Animal Shelter series - "On the Streets" story arch
Author: charisstoma
Word count 1198
Oh dear Stars, Sun and Moon what did I do? Poof mentally castigated himself. I groomed him and he noticed, Poof pretended that nothing had happened but Arath’s small smile and the fingers that found his hand twining with them said that Poof was in trouble.
A cough broke the moment and Poof was never so glad of an interruption. He didn’t recognize the professor but then Poof was new and didn’t know all the wizards at the academy. Arath let go of his hand but didn’t move away. He heard Arath greet the person as “Dad,” and Poof spat out “Poopies,” then put his hands up to cover his mouth in mortification.
Amusement crinkled the kind eyes of Arath’s Dad, “I’ve never had that effect on anyone before. Must have something to do with my son.” He laughed. “Hello. Yes, as you have correctly surmised, I am the other parent of the young demon-wizard beside you. The better, more behaved one of the family. Don’t let them intimidate you. You won’t be alone in the Demons’ Den. I’ll be there.”( Read more... )
Yes there is a (Part 3)
Follows (Part 1) (Part 2) & At the Crèche & Another Day in the Life of Poof & Guest Speaker (part 1)
All in the Animal Shelter series - "On the Streets" story arch
Author: charisstoma
Word count 1198
Oh dear Stars, Sun and Moon what did I do? Poof mentally castigated himself. I groomed him and he noticed, Poof pretended that nothing had happened but Arath’s small smile and the fingers that found his hand twining with them said that Poof was in trouble.
A cough broke the moment and Poof was never so glad of an interruption. He didn’t recognize the professor but then Poof was new and didn’t know all the wizards at the academy. Arath let go of his hand but didn’t move away. He heard Arath greet the person as “Dad,” and Poof spat out “Poopies,” then put his hands up to cover his mouth in mortification.
Amusement crinkled the kind eyes of Arath’s Dad, “I’ve never had that effect on anyone before. Must have something to do with my son.” He laughed. “Hello. Yes, as you have correctly surmised, I am the other parent of the young demon-wizard beside you. The better, more behaved one of the family. Don’t let them intimidate you. You won’t be alone in the Demons’ Den. I’ll be there.”( Read more... )
Yes there is a (Part 3)
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On the Streets story arc -- Guest Speaker
Jun. 1st, 2015 09:57 pmTitle: Guest Speaker
Follows (Part 1) (Part 2) & At the Crèche & Another Day in the Life of Poof
All in the Animal Shelter series - "On the Streets" story arch
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 702
For Meep who needs tlc
Poof arrived at the lecture hall later than his normal time. Squeaky had been being fussy. Kormier and Elert had had the baby familiar book open and evidently it was normal behavior for some kittens. They couldn’t control much in their young lives, so sometimes they would act out. A sweet little kitten could change from one moment to the next into a frustrated, scared, needy, angry, small fur ball in any and all combinations. This morning Squeaky had affixed himself to Elert’s pants leg, sinking four sets of sharp little claws, into fabric and Daddy, like a burr and then he’d climbed crying. Papa had lifted Poof up and had him latch onto Squeaky’s nape stimulating the instinctual response that kept kittens from wriggling when being transported from place to place. It took three people to remove one small kitten, Poof thought grinning.
Being late meant that Poof slipped into the first open seat available and promptly found himself in a seat up near the front of the room beside Arath. Evidently, Arath wanted Poof to sit near him and Poof made his displeasure known by sinking claws into the nearest part of Arath, his thigh. The jerk Arath gave was satisfying and Poof slowly turned his head and glared once, before hurriedly getting out a pen and notebook. The professor on the stage gave a grin in their direction and then turned to introduce the first of their guest speakers, a Demon named Malakishel.
Poof wrote the name down and drew an arrow pointing to it, writing ‘any relation?’, in his notebook and twisted it so Arath could read it. Arath wrote in his notebook and twisted it so Poof could see. ‘Father’.( Read more... )
There's a Part 2
Follows (Part 1) (Part 2) & At the Crèche & Another Day in the Life of Poof
All in the Animal Shelter series - "On the Streets" story arch
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 702
For Meep who needs tlc
Poof arrived at the lecture hall later than his normal time. Squeaky had been being fussy. Kormier and Elert had had the baby familiar book open and evidently it was normal behavior for some kittens. They couldn’t control much in their young lives, so sometimes they would act out. A sweet little kitten could change from one moment to the next into a frustrated, scared, needy, angry, small fur ball in any and all combinations. This morning Squeaky had affixed himself to Elert’s pants leg, sinking four sets of sharp little claws, into fabric and Daddy, like a burr and then he’d climbed crying. Papa had lifted Poof up and had him latch onto Squeaky’s nape stimulating the instinctual response that kept kittens from wriggling when being transported from place to place. It took three people to remove one small kitten, Poof thought grinning.
Being late meant that Poof slipped into the first open seat available and promptly found himself in a seat up near the front of the room beside Arath. Evidently, Arath wanted Poof to sit near him and Poof made his displeasure known by sinking claws into the nearest part of Arath, his thigh. The jerk Arath gave was satisfying and Poof slowly turned his head and glared once, before hurriedly getting out a pen and notebook. The professor on the stage gave a grin in their direction and then turned to introduce the first of their guest speakers, a Demon named Malakishel.
Poof wrote the name down and drew an arrow pointing to it, writing ‘any relation?’, in his notebook and twisted it so Arath could read it. Arath wrote in his notebook and twisted it so Poof could see. ‘Father’.( Read more... )
There's a Part 2
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Title: Another Day in the Life of Poof
Follows (Part 1) (Part 2) & At the Crèche
All in the Animal Shelter series - "On the Streets" story arch
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 1406
“Cute kitten,” Poof heard silently narrowing his barely opened his eyes from where he lay curled around Squeaky and they really needed to stop calling the baby that. The kitten had a perfectly good name but until he got older no one but family knew it, because familiar kittens were big on the Black Market. If you had the kitten’s name then you could magically control the baby kitten at this stage. Still, at what point did a nickname become a real name. Poof didn’t even remember his real name.
“Go away. We’re napping,” Poof whispered back harshly at the young wizard-like student, who grinned down at him in response. Squeaky token kneaded Poof’s belly trying to get milk from the nipple he’d latched onto and fell asleep again. There wasn’t any milk there, ‘cause Squeaky was Kormier’s kitten, but suckling helped the kitten sleep as did Poof’s purring.
“Why isn’t the kitten nursing from all of your nipples? The fur’s only slicked back from two. Cute pink titties by the way.”( Read more... )
Continuing with Guest Speaker
Follows (Part 1) (Part 2) & At the Crèche
All in the Animal Shelter series - "On the Streets" story arch
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 1406
“Cute kitten,” Poof heard silently narrowing his barely opened his eyes from where he lay curled around Squeaky and they really needed to stop calling the baby that. The kitten had a perfectly good name but until he got older no one but family knew it, because familiar kittens were big on the Black Market. If you had the kitten’s name then you could magically control the baby kitten at this stage. Still, at what point did a nickname become a real name. Poof didn’t even remember his real name.
“Go away. We’re napping,” Poof whispered back harshly at the young wizard-like student, who grinned down at him in response. Squeaky token kneaded Poof’s belly trying to get milk from the nipple he’d latched onto and fell asleep again. There wasn’t any milk there, ‘cause Squeaky was Kormier’s kitten, but suckling helped the kitten sleep as did Poof’s purring.
“Why isn’t the kitten nursing from all of your nipples? The fur’s only slicked back from two. Cute pink titties by the way.”( Read more... )
Continuing with Guest Speaker
On the Streets story arc -
May. 22nd, 2015 11:43 amTitle: At the Creche
Follows Facts of Life (Part 1) & (Part 2)
All in the Animal Shelter series - "On the Streets" story arch
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 298
Kitten bathing wasn’t too terrible, almost fun really, Poof thought, they squirmed trying to get away. It was a game to the kittens, who’d try to escape and hop away as fast as little springed legs would take them. He’d learned to plop a fast paw down on a kitten and apply tongue starting wherever was handiest. It wasn’t all that important to lick with the grain of the fur, the fur wasn’t that long on most of them anyway.
“Many-legged prey toy!” a small squeaky mew brought about a short statured wave converging over to one side of the room. Slightly older kittens took up the cry when they got close enough to see the center of the cautious circle of furry little bodies, “A Spider! Yea!”
“Eeeek, it’s on Hithy!” one voice cried, “and it’s big!” There was a kicking roil of tiny combat centered in the middle of the circle of kittens.
“Kill it, Kill it, Kill it!” the mewed chant rose.
“Oh Lord, who let a spider into the Creche?” one of the adult parents complained.
“It’s only a pretend spider,” was answered.
“Why would you do that,” was asked in irritation by a different parent of wizardly persuasion alighting from atop a chair.
“Because IiiiiT’s SPIDER DAY!” was cheerfully replied by a kitten, old enough who should have known better.
“That’s in March, Felix !” an exasperated adult voice told him.
Poof went over and retrieved one of the kittens, carrying it back in his mouth to its family's nest of blankets to recommence an interrupted naptime. Dropping it into the box, he went back to separate out another of its siblings and as he passed Kormier he couldn’t help asking around a mouthful of kitten, while eyeing Kormier’s tummy, “Only one right?”
Follows Facts of Life (Part 1) & (Part 2)
All in the Animal Shelter series - "On the Streets" story arch
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 298
Kitten bathing wasn’t too terrible, almost fun really, Poof thought, they squirmed trying to get away. It was a game to the kittens, who’d try to escape and hop away as fast as little springed legs would take them. He’d learned to plop a fast paw down on a kitten and apply tongue starting wherever was handiest. It wasn’t all that important to lick with the grain of the fur, the fur wasn’t that long on most of them anyway.
“Many-legged prey toy!” a small squeaky mew brought about a short statured wave converging over to one side of the room. Slightly older kittens took up the cry when they got close enough to see the center of the cautious circle of furry little bodies, “A Spider! Yea!”
“Eeeek, it’s on Hithy!” one voice cried, “and it’s big!” There was a kicking roil of tiny combat centered in the middle of the circle of kittens.
“Kill it, Kill it, Kill it!” the mewed chant rose.
“Oh Lord, who let a spider into the Creche?” one of the adult parents complained.
“It’s only a pretend spider,” was answered.
“Why would you do that,” was asked in irritation by a different parent of wizardly persuasion alighting from atop a chair.
“Because IiiiiT’s SPIDER DAY!” was cheerfully replied by a kitten, old enough who should have known better.
“That’s in March, Felix !” an exasperated adult voice told him.
Poof went over and retrieved one of the kittens, carrying it back in his mouth to its family's nest of blankets to recommence an interrupted naptime. Dropping it into the box, he went back to separate out another of its siblings and as he passed Kormier he couldn’t help asking around a mouthful of kitten, while eyeing Kormier’s tummy, “Only one right?”
On the Streets /Facts of Life (part 2)
May. 20th, 2015 06:52 pmTitle: Facts of Life (part 2)
Follows (Part 1) at http://charisstoma.livejournal.com/877085.html
In the "On the Streets" arch http://Part of the Animal Shelter series http://charisstoma.livejournal.com/622388.html
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 750
Stretched out on the bed, Elert trailed a finger down over a nipple, circling around it and watched it peak and Kormier shiver. He smiled, “Love you.”
“Love you more,” Kormier returned grinning stretching into the caress, “after all I’m going to lose my svelte body bringing a Elert-Kormier hybrid into the world.” His hand stroked down, cupping the slight pooch of his belly.
“Ah, but there’ll be more of you to love and I find that I like the idea of watching your body change knowing that there’s a bit of me mixed with you inside growing into a small kitten,” Elert said leaning down to kiss Kormier.
Kormier frowned slightly, “Poof was being a bit skittish today at the clinic,” he paused and then grinned. “Well more than usual since we were going to the med-vet. I think you are his favorite medical provider even though you’re not one. He’s never recovered from his ‘you can fix anything’ impression; be it feline flu or bee stings.”
With a shake of his head in memory Elert replied, “You’d think that living on the streets like he did for so long, he’d have learned to not to step on a bee. Then again he lived on the outside looking in with most of the street culture, our little naive loner. His mother must have kept him away from any of the other felines, not just the humans, in the neighborhood.”( Read more... )
Another part of this At the Creche
Follows (Part 1) at http://charisstoma.livejournal.com/877085.html
In the "On the Streets" arch http://Part of the Animal Shelter series http://charisstoma.livejournal.com/622388.html
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 750
Stretched out on the bed, Elert trailed a finger down over a nipple, circling around it and watched it peak and Kormier shiver. He smiled, “Love you.”
“Love you more,” Kormier returned grinning stretching into the caress, “after all I’m going to lose my svelte body bringing a Elert-Kormier hybrid into the world.” His hand stroked down, cupping the slight pooch of his belly.
“Ah, but there’ll be more of you to love and I find that I like the idea of watching your body change knowing that there’s a bit of me mixed with you inside growing into a small kitten,” Elert said leaning down to kiss Kormier.
Kormier frowned slightly, “Poof was being a bit skittish today at the clinic,” he paused and then grinned. “Well more than usual since we were going to the med-vet. I think you are his favorite medical provider even though you’re not one. He’s never recovered from his ‘you can fix anything’ impression; be it feline flu or bee stings.”
With a shake of his head in memory Elert replied, “You’d think that living on the streets like he did for so long, he’d have learned to not to step on a bee. Then again he lived on the outside looking in with most of the street culture, our little naive loner. His mother must have kept him away from any of the other felines, not just the humans, in the neighborhood.”( Read more... )
Another part of this At the Creche
Drabble Cascade #113 - "Taboo"
May. 20th, 2015 12:17 am
FB3X Drabble Cascades
Welcome to the FB3X Drabble Cascade, a weekly blog hop where we want you to share you drabbles, or flash fiction inspired by our word of the week. To join in, just post your piece to your blog/social media/website and add your link to the list with Title (Rating, Genre), e.g. A Little Bit of Fun (PG, Science Fiction) and then to perpetuate the cascade, add the list code to the bottom of your post :)
Title: The Facts of Life (G, familiars, series)
In the "On the Streets" arch http://Part of the Animal Shelter series http://charisstoma.livejournal.com/622388.html
Follows from (Part 6)
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 100
If Poof could have dug a hole and climbed into it, he would have. Catnip. His friend’s parents had named their familiar kitten Catnip because they’d eaten it and his friend had happened.
‘Conceived’. Papa had carefully explained instead of using ‘got with kitten’ or ‘preggers’.
Poof didn’t know how he was going to look his friend in the eye after this. As it was he had to stop himself from staring at Papa’s tummy where a little kitten was growing. Poof didn’t want to think about his parents and sex. The Clinic’s sex education brochures in his pocket burned.
(Part 2) of Facts of Life
