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Genderqueer Eyeliner

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Jan, 2021

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Ghost

Hello! This isn't exactly about two species meeting, but there's me (the ghost) and the girl at the end, so... um, yeah. I hope you enjoy it. Trigger warning, there's some homophobic stuff, so if you don't want to read about my dad insulting people, you have full permission to not read this. This is a personal story, and kinda good if I say so myself. It's about been Christian and queer and trying to find the balance when I feel like, well, a ghost. I hope you enjoy this, and yeah, it has a random vent at the end about a pride parade. For re...

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Periwinkle

Hello! This story doesn’t really have any sensitive content, but it’s kinda depressing and written in a very jarring style that I feel like I have to explain for some reason. “Name” is because in my memories, I often feel like I’m watching someone else, so I don’t associate myself with these events.A slash means the memory is changing. These are my own memories, and so many are spliced together awkwardly, best through time or trauma or just me being forgetful. So if I write a line like “I know/I hope/I know she’s coming back” that means...

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Scissors

Sooo I have to say what's wrong with this story, or not wrong, exactly, but any triggers, it's abstract but I hint at s*xual stuff and self-harm. Please enjoy. Don't worry-- I'm actually alright. It is based off a true story-- I do carry scissors and the mental hospital line is a quote form my dear mother.You don't have to worry. I just put this up so y'all could see that you're not alone.--Em, aka Helpless.Stop, please stopI’m scaredFor no reasonWhy do I bother with being scaredscared isn’t the right wordWhy do I botherBut I’m terrifiedLook...

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The Nameless World

Heyo! This was kinda last-minute and includes some dark stuff, thus the warning. The ending is marked with a warning so you can skip it if you want to. Some people are pretty sensitive with blood, and I've gotten light-headed myself, so if you are worried about that but still want to read this, just skip the parts with the warnings over them. Thanks for reading! Come into the nameless world Oh pretty girl, shrouded in ice Come into the nameless world Enter four times, but leave thrice. Everything is like ice.  Unfeeling.  Dead....

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Heaven, Earth, and Below: Luia

I remember the day like I remember what color the sky was.  Blue.  The sky used to be blue. It’s just a fact everybody knows: the sky used to be blue, before the Demons ruined it. Thanks a lot, Demons. We all know what it looked like, a pretty dome above our heads, sometimes streaked with white and gray, or dyed with storm clouds, back when they were a sign of rough weather and not the Angels charging the Below.  Well, I’m getting ahead of myself. I don’t care about the flipping sky. The sky could crumble and it wouldn’t matte...

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A Maiden Fair characters: NEW REEDSYCAST!

*These are made with the medieval woman generator/maker on the site Dolldivine, it's a free dress-up-game and character-generator site where you can, well, the name says it all. The link is here: https://www.dolldivine.com/medieval-woman-dress-up.php* This is Fen, my character.This is Aarohi, Dhwani’s character! Here’s Godleva, Wolf Warrior/Lone Wolf’s character. This is Zyla, she’s Sia’s character.This is Luna, Luna’s character, as you could probably guess. This is Star, Starry M’s character!Here’s Raine, Amethyst’s character...

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Zombies in reverse

Warning: blood and death. *NOT A PART OF THE CHAMPIONS*~Present Time~I scream a bloodcurdling scream, enough to deafen the zombie if it still had eardrums. My communicator is twenty feet away and turned off, and my weapon is on the ground, forgotten, (crowbars and chainsaws work best) behind the rotting monster standing over me. “Wake up, Hazel, it’s just a dream,” I tell myself, knowing, fully and truly that it isn’t. The smell of decomposing bodies, the strange, guttural sounds, the way it awkwardly glides across the ground like a pos...

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The Champions: Part 6

I sat up wearily. My head spun.  “Maya isn’t dead!” I shouted through my dizziness. “She and Celeste saved me, me and my friends! We’d be dead if they hadn’t rescued us!” “Maya and Celeste died,” the boy said. “I don’t understand how they could have saved you. They didn’t leave the school, especially not for a rescue mission...you must be confused. Or another Maya and Celeste saved you.” “And how many former-Champion duos have you met with the same name? Dude, it was them!” “...Former Champion...as in, like...are they still alive?” “Whe...

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Forgiveness

I forgive you.Some of us have done some nasty things, but I still forgive you.Points are just numbers. Stories are the core of Reedsy, not numbers.So no matter what you did-- whether you downvoted or spammed for points or bullied someone who got on your nerves-- I forgive you.But you have to apologize. People are depressed, sad, even leaving, because of something you’ve done, maybe. I understand-- we all get jealous or angry at some point. But you have to say you’re sorry, you have to apologize to them.Some people won’t forgive you.“You...

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The Champions: part 5 (finally)

That’s the thing about the city at night--you never know what monsters are lurking--and not humans ones. Real monsters. Isaac dashed to the door of the burning building. It was blocked, purposefully. Someone had left up a barrier--a magic barrier. Whatever demon spawn had started this fire wanted the victims trapped.  Wanted them dead. But a crowd of people had gathered, some three hundred feet away--or further, Isaac couldn’t judge distances well, so some safe distance away--and most looked like they’d dressed for a fancy night out at ...

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The Champions: backstories. (SIA)

Submitted to Contest #84

Day 1“Hi.”Sia’s eyes snapped open.She was sitting on the stone ground, legs akimbo. Her wrists stung painfully, like they’d been touched to embers. Her arms were tired, sore, and her body was covered in little pains. Sia tried to move her arms, but couldn’t. Some kind of hot shackles were clamped around her wrists, raising her arms above her(aching)head.“Who...are you?” she asked the blurry figure in front of her.“Oh, yeah. Me. Consider me the only one who cares.”The blurry figure became a short, skinny blond girl with hair in a ponytail. Sh...

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The Champions: part 4

The waves rippled serenely on the moonlit shore. All was quiet, stark, and beautiful. A lone gull cawed in the distance, staying up late like some teenage girl who wanted to be on her phone long past curfew. The rippling water could hardly be called “small waves” without some dramatic hyperbole. The moon was a bright disc in the sky.The California coast was quiet, deathly quiet, aside from the gull and the waves. And then a figure burst from the surface of the water. His messy dark brown hair had been kept dry by the...

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the Champions: Part 3

Submitted to Contest #82

“Chill, Emerald, chill,” I told myself. “You got an easy one. This guy isn’t the traitor. I think. I hope.” I adjusted the gold hoop in my left ear. I was only wearing it because Nainika had shot a hole in my earlobe by accident, turning into something with a million needles on its body, and there was a hole in there now. I decided to put it to use. I could also use it to call out to the others if Adam Wyse was indeed a fire-cat’s spy. Adam Wyse. The name was familiar, almost too familiar. Had I met him before? No, in the picture Maya’d...

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The Champions: Part 2 (not actually a romance)

Everyone started screaming. The idle teenagers now stood, battle-ready, growing horns or holding thunder in their hands, a circle of teachers and girls in cardigans standing around their circle. It was weird, but nothing weirder than what had already happened. The teachers stood around the older teens.The older teens stood around the younger teens.And the younger teens stood around us. We were the fire-cat’s target. The small trail of smoke had grown, and we could see the tongues of fire leaping up in the sky. “Maybe I ca...

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The Champions: part 1

I didn’t know anyone when I arrived. Everyone seemed to know each other. I stood in a courtyard made out of circles of different-colored stone, towering up into a fountain made of stone rings that must have been as tall as three trucks. Each of the eight towering levels was a different stone--marble, granite, and something slick and black I didn’t recognize. I recognize most things. Like the bushes surrounding the courtyard were arborvitaes, and the topiaries were the Muses of Greek mythology. The courtyard was the thing that held my attenti...

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