Posterior Plump
**posterior plump** by _the brain of lazarus_ hero had stopped by the able sisters store on a near weekly basis ever since his moving into town. throughout the seasons he'd become a bit more attached to the place than he realized.
The Wild Healer
**the wild healer** _by the brain of lazarus_ _the soul is not so vibrant._ he could taste the lingering stain of copper and salt that painted scarlet over his face.
On Silk Wings
**on silk wings** _by the brain of lazarus_ _// ordications axx protoca //_ it's not every day the office of prestigious security and defense ordains one of its own to travel abroad on vague business detail.
Two Thieves on the Iron East
**twin thieves on the iron east** _by the brain of lazarus_ the road to the iron east is a dangerous one, many say.
A Pilfered Exchange
**a pilfered exchange** _by the brain of lazarus_ _// glorium exaltia imperialis //_ the first time changes you. he'd heard that phrase a few times, young kalasan.
Sick City Hotline
** _by the brain of lazarus_ mistake no killer. there is a way to them. something that lives in their eyes and changes them, their bodies, their movements. some fear what they become and twitch, shiver, like weak little animals rejecting themselves.
When the Wolves Come to Midgard
**when the wolves come to midgard** _by the brain of lazarus_ tiga loved the cold. wisps of steam curled from her nose and danced in the dreary midday air, an overcast of pale grey shielding her from the sun as she lied idle.
House of the Fourth
**house of the fourth** _by the brain of lazarus_ gant had once been told "the impressions of land surrender the foe."
Bad For You
**Bad For You** Quiet. Why did it feel so quiet? The air was heavy with a tranquil, anxious pause. Voices muffled, sounds distorted. Right, but _not_ right. The breath before the plunge, that's why. It was almost time. In front of you, an elaborate...
I Am The Dragon (Commission)
Large of cock, light of brain eh?" luex grunted. "what!?" again ashra chuckled. but this time, she didn't toss him another piercing quip. instead, she took a deep breath.
Speedy Overtime (Commission)
**Speedy Overtime** **By Laz Briar** Ah shit, the fuzz! Lobo was a guy who liked his speed, and sometimes the 119 afforded him some time to do just that: bolt down the road. Great way to blow off steam after a long workday. Ah, who was he kidding?...
YCH - A Night at LAZCORP
**YCH - A Night at LAZCORP** By Laz Briar He gazed up at the massive black monolith, the great steel tower crowned with a bright neon sign running along its face in horizontal fashion: LAZCORP, it said, in bright, garish pink neon. You could see the...