Anna @annachronism@cybre.space

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Huh. Looks like cybre.space is going. Anyone else want to recommend their instance to me?

"There's a coyote on the train with us."

I ignored this comment, as I ignored many comments I overheard in public.

Then I realized I was alone.
I looked around to find the mysterious passenger who'd spoken, but I only saw the coyote.

"Was that you announcing yourself," I asked with a tired laugh. I'd been working overtime for no pay.

The canine stared at the 'empty' spot beside me, cowering.

We both scurried off two stations early.

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So there used to be a Minecraft mod that allowed you to become any in game animal, and changed your hitbox to match theirs, looking for a mod that does the same these days (hopefully using fabric)

I'm looking for something like that again

"It's so small... and round! It could just roll away," whispered the excited young witch, her new frog familiar sitting in her palm, "Will it get bigger?"

"A little," answered her mentor.

"Will it get rounder?"

"Yes."

She could barely keep her excitement inside of herself, but she was twelve and this was a big day. She managed.

"Have you chosen your sphere of influence?"

She nodded, "Frog-healing!"

"A noble path. Walk it with pride."

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i've just published a new gothic romance novelette, which you can get for 2 whole US dollars: https://books2read.com/scentofblood

also available on itch.io: https://inferiorwit.itch.io/scent-of-blood

"We have been summoned to serve you," said the succubus.
"But first we must interrogate you, human," said the incubus.

The human shrugged, "Ok?"

"Do you need: a hug, help with filing taxes, or a pet held for ear-drops?"

"No?"

"Are you requiring: extra players for a game, help getting figurines painted, or life-drawing models?"

"No, I expected we'd have sex?"

"Oh thank Our Dark Lord."
"Speak for yourself I like painting figurines."

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The centaur shifted his hooves anxiously.

He'd carefully cultivated the bouquet - it had taken over a year to cultivate each bloom.

A few onlookers exchanged knowing smiles - centaur courting bouquets were a bit exotic in these parts.

The clocktower rang and he galloped towards his beloved elven bookseller, closing up shop.

"May I take you on a date, please?"

"We've been married for three years," his husband laughed, accepting the gift.

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welcome to Gay Shame Month! the month where we pick at people who are using identity labels incorrectly, complain about people using outdated or foreign queer culture language, harass the kinksters, and exclude trans and ace/aro people from parades. today's topic: won't someone think of the children? let's all try to talk about s*xuality in a pure and sterile way.