What seemed like a simple pick-up task turns into a quest for survival for an ambitious young scientist.

This story does not end well.

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You are an inchling, a tiny person struggling to survive alone in the forest. One rainy autumn day, you experience an encounter that alters the course of your life forever...

A narrative poem of 300 lines.

Inspired by my good friend, @MaeMerciless on Twitter.

(Paramouth's First Annual "Nommies" Nominee for Best Story: runner up!)

A Hungry vampire and a humble borrower seem like an unlikely pair of friends, but when times are tough and they're both down on their luck, maybe they can find what they need in each other. 

Edit: 8/12/2021 Back with a MASSIVE chapter. Obligatory "a bit late for 8/8." Hope you all enjoy! (Also, wow! almost a year since I began this! That's wild!) 

The tags listed are all included in the story so far. I'll add more tags as I go.

For the record, the violent, tag does not apply to how the main characters interact, but there is violence in the story. The primary G/t relationships in this story are all gentle/non-fatal.

When Angelina shrinks her coworker Kent to three inches tall, their once mundane workday transforms into a whirlwind of unexpected adventures and challenges as they navigate their new dynamic and try to reverse the situation.

The year is 1900. Thirteen of eighteen provinces of China are under foreign control. Foreign armies sully their roads, foreign navies occupy their harbors. Foreign drugs poison the people, and foreign gods disturb the spirits of their ancestors. The Chinese government is in control in name only, and a deep of discontent rumbles throughout the land. Only the Society of Righteous and Harmonious Fists has a solution, and when Mei-Yi undergoes a magical ritual of predictable nature, it seems China's fate is saved. But as black and white as this supposed battle of good and evil seems, it is far more nuanced than Mei-Yi would like to think.

As this is a fetish story and not a historical analysis, please do not take the beliefs of the characters too seriously, as they are meant to convey the general thoughts at the time with some accuracy.

This is a reupload, but I can assure you I have read all the reviews and merited them with as much gratitude as I can put in text. Thanks very much to ReclaimerChief17 for his encouragement! (You have him to thank for the continued existence of this bloated mess of a story.)

Alex is the coolest person Tad knows. She’s smart, funny, vibrant, and her dad makes robots. Oh, yeah, and she’s really cute, too. There was just that one time she decided to shrink him, you know, just for fun. While Alex grows up, her little buddy stays ‘down’. Tad hasn’t seen Alex in a while since she moved. Now both adults, Alex comes back, wanting to reconnect with her littlest buddy. But it’s hard to focus on Alex when Tad has ‘other girls’ issues as well. Like Alex’s best friend, who has a super-sized childhood crush on Tad. Not to mention the inconveniently attractive young girl who just moved in next door.

* The characters won't be children for very long. It's just introduction/prologue and most of the story is set with them as adults.

An unrelenting game of spite, loss, malice, revenge, and love like poison. Natalie Jordan is having a rough time. Her family’s broke, she’s getting harassed by a bunch of creepers at school, and her ex boyfriend is an obnoxious, spiteful, crooked-grinned psychopath who happens to be her next-door neighbor. Things go from bad to astronomically worse when she spontaneously implodes to the size of a plastic army man toy, the only witness being none other than her obnoxious, spiteful, crooked-grinned psychopath of an ex boyfriend. 

New chapter every Thursday at 9:00PM EST! :)

A collection of short stories that will usually have some sort of holiday theme or other significant event. If you enjoy my other works, these will be no different.

What if Gulliver's Travels was a real account and not fiction?  This is my idea of what would have naturally unfolding had the British gone knocking on the wrong doors.  This world also went technologically into the direction of SteamPunk with Tesla Coils, Difference Engines (rather than computers), Gears, and propulsion systems driven by Steam rather than oil like our current one.

Seeing the toll their battles are having on her Senpai, Mash accidentally make a wish on an almost depleted Holy Grail.