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Flash fiction I think is supposed to be 500 words or less. So don’t count 100 of these while you’re reading. This was entirely too much fun to write.

Title: Oysters (PG, weres-, m/m, University)
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 600


“Anthony, that’s unfair. Come on, unroll or shift and let’s talk about it,” Ed coaxed. A grunt was all he got from the armadillo shifter currently curled tighter than a pillbug.

“Boyfriend trouble,” an amused voice asked.

Ed snarled at his once was friend and Anthony’s brother, Ted, “Shut the fuck up. You’re the cause of all this.”

“How exactly?”

Oh, Ted was altogether too smug, Ed thought, as Ted draped himself over one of the two beds that used to be pushed together.

“You’re the one who told him about oysters.”ExpandRead more... )
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Title: It Started with a Nibble part 2
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 600
Continues from http://charisstoma.livejournal.com/795088.html


Nathan only just kept his eyes steady on the man. Reflexively he tightened his ass cheeks together as if feeling man’s tongue and unthinkingly licking his own lips.

‘Should he grab the keys in his pocket into his hand and high-tail it out of there?’ Already his mind was driving hurriedly through the streets home. He knew his eyes had glazed over.

Nathan blinked when a, “Hi”, was breathed near his ear.ExpandRead more... )
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Title: Interview with a Feline Vampire familiar (m/m, familiar)
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 600
Prompt: F is for Feline & Familiar
Wizard’s World ‘Verse
I blame a onecrazycanuke.


No one thinks about those rats that Louis ate in Interview with a Vampire Felix thought, or the time he might have gotten lucky and caught the small predator, or in this case familiar, who was trying to catch the rats. Not that Louis was real but the circumstances … He shook his head, one moody morose character in the world was quite enough and he spat for good measure, then pawed at his ear. Damn ear mites.

He should have known better, this was just like how he'd gotten bitten. The cell was clean, dry and warm at least.

The quarantine room door squeaked as it opened. “See, I think there’s something wrong with this one. He’s not acting right, skittish, well more than normal, and he hates it when the light is turned on, burrowing under his covers fast as anything. Hasn’t even touched his food, though I think he’s been at his water. Cat box still hasn’t been used either. Still, it’s pretty obvious that he’s a familiar.”

There was a low hiss but if it came from the feline or the person with the shelter attendant was hard to say.

“Turn on the night time lighting for the room and go stand outside with the door closed. This is going to take some, he paused, finesse.” As soon as the lights were adjusted and the door shut, he took off his dark glasses and using one of his nails nicked a small cut in his hand. “Come on, you know you’re hungry,” he said and watched as suspicious green eyes looked at him and then his hand. “If you hadn’t run off right after the change,” he sighed, “you probably wouldn’t be alive right now. We caught him and put him out of his misery,” he nodded to himself to add ruthfully, “everyone else’s too except for you.” The eyes slitted and the cat drew back, “You’ll be fine. You haven’t hurt anyone and you dispatch your prey in a way that guarantees there won’t be any vampire rats,” he shuddered at the thought. “Now come get some blood before the cut closes and I have to open a new one. It’s annoying.” He sat on the floor in his suit and sweet talked the familiar out of his blankets, telling him of the places they could go together.

Felix put one slow paw in front of the other, stalking the extended seeping hand while warily keeping an eye on the hand’s owner. He listened to the words, letting them flow over him, he was so hungry.
Blood, sweet blood, distracting blood, that flowed like the words. His eyes flew open as the other hand hard grasped on his nape and other words were spoken, forcing him to change.

“Don’t stop drinking. You’re safe. I’ve got you. We need to talk and in your feline form that’s a bit difficult since I don’t speak cat, not yet anyway.”

Clothes and a pair of sunglasses materialized, “I’m partial to you naked,” there was a smile in the voice, “but you’ll be more comfortable clothed I think. I want you to consider being my familiar, we’ll see if you want to take it further. I certainly like the look of you, you’re strong and have admirable self control and you think about consequences to others judging by the way you dealt with the rats. Necromancers, good ones anyway, need to have those attributes in themselves and their familiar.” He leaned forward and kissed the bloody lips, “I’m a good one. And you are perfect.”

Felix considered then nodded.

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