Tag Archives: Elf

Go!

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“You’re from around here?”

The gorgeous bartender’s surprise was a bit understandable, since it was safe to say this ski resort didn’t necessarily cater to the ‘dying northern Maine mill town’ demographic.

“Oh, ayuh.” I nod in the affirmative.

“Whereabouts?” she asks, as I put my ID back in my wallet. The little plastic rectangle still has a tangible chill.

Seems like a silly question, but it’s not unreasonable for her to assume that the address on my driver’s license isn’t current.

“Castle Rock.” I say with a straight face.

She pauses for a moment. Clearly this girl has read her some Steven King.

“C’mon…..really- where are you from?”

“Cabot Cove?”

She didn’t say anything right away, but her eyes lit up.

“Jessica Oba-san?” she finally asks me excitedly.

“I’m sorry- what?”

“Oh…I’m sorry….” she gushed enthusiastically. “It’s just that we used to get Murder She Wrote on TV when I was growing up. Except in Japanese, it was called The Case Files of Jessica Oba-san. I used to love watching that show.”

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I Saw Mommy Riding Santa Claus

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The real meaning of the season is giving of yourself to others. Unfortunately for this Mall Santa, certain individuals want him to give of himself very directly, and perhaps far more literally than he had intended.

Art credit: Kanachirou

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Christmas Eve Secret

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Just a short little smut story for the holiday fever. Note that while it’s on Incest tag, there’s only the daughter watching her parents go at it while masturbating and not participating. Enjoy.

The shouting of “Papa’s home!” was the first alert Mina had to her father’s arrival.

Standing in the kitchen with her mother the young elf had been helping the woman set out dinner for the family. Usually they didn’t have it this late, but her father had an evening inspection before shutting down for the holidays. This had left the youngest of the household more spirited than normal from the hunger.

“Go make sure she isn’t mauling him Mina.” Mina’s mother winked at her. She was wearing a sweater and jeans, with her blond hair draping over the front in a scrunchie. Her eyes shined with the same mischief she could find in her little sister, but Mina knew her mother could keep herself in control. Sometimes.

Mina smiled at the older elf’s request. “Yes mom.” Setting the bowl of salad in her hands on the table, Mina walked towards the hall leading to the door while rubbing her hands off on her little pink apron.

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Wight Snow III – Nobility

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Freed from a future of slavery, the veil of deception has been pulled from Erys Wynthae’s eyes. Brought to terms with the extent of her betrayal, Erys must make a choice and come to terms with the consequences of both her own actions and what has been done to her. As the night draws on, the once noble Lady may yet lose her mind to it. Through her invitation, ownership of Lord Larson Moore’s estate has changed hands unto a power beyond mortal reckoning that now bears her leash. With its once residents rounded up and caged as specimens for the lich Eliza and her ghoulish companions’ needs, the unliving host is free to establish its foothold within the sleeping coastal city.

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I (don’t) wanna be…

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Once upon a time, Halloween came and passed. Following the traveling, the visiting, and the collecting, an argument occurred on the bed in a room full of aircraft models dangling from the ceiling. An argument so full of pettiness, self-righteousness, and both optimism and cynicism in equal measure that there could only be one source. … Continue reading I (don’t) wanna be…

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