Labyrinth of Rape - Horse Meadow
Julia scanned the meadow. indeed, there were a number of rectangular holes spread all over the meadow in no discernable pattern. "this chamber has two keys. you will find them in two of the holes. and i'll give you one more tip: they're made of iron."
Woodlyn (Beck 5)
Tbc in woodlyn (beck 6) tags meadow dome, hoover dam, sci/fi, dragon, love, slavery, underaged, yiff, f/m, f/solo, rape, human candy,
Day For Night
meadow blinked. "huh?" "of course, my first thought was, no, not gentle meadow, not shy, quiet meadow! i naturally assumed that you were being ... " the older mouse's eyes darted about with discretion. "well, that he was ... " she faltered again.
Mousewife
_he'll be back in a minute._ “i love my mate very much," meadow told maurice. “he's a very lucky guy," the moose said, having no hard feelings. meadow rubbed her blushing cheeks. “thanks … " sometimes, meadow pined for her younger single days.
Here Comes the Sun
"i know," meadow deadpanned. "i'm normally much better than this." you're thinking too much, meadow. basketball's a game of muscle memory. turn your brain off!
Across the Street
meadow reached for her drink again, pulling it back to her. "but i'm like mrs. robinson," she muttered. "a mrs. what?" "the graduate," she said simply. "from what school?" meadow put her face in her paw.
Hot Mess
meadow wanted to shrink down into her seat.
Strength of Signal
_oh, god, oh, god, oh god._ meadow almost melted. "miss meadow?" "mm?" her eyes had a hazy look to them. "just need a wi-fi capable device to-" "oh. have one over, uh, here. and you don't have to call me miss.
Midnight Sun
"i'm meadow," she supplied. "meadow." he nodded, gathering himself and extending a white paw, which gave way to a rusty, tawny color on the arm. he was like an abstract painting. splashes of this and that. "i'm homer." she took the paw, cautiously.
A Colt's Release
That was exactly what grey-wind was doing, enjoying the rush of air over his slick skin as he patrolled the edge of his meadow. then the wind came from over the lower meadows and brought in the scents, and grey-wind stopped.
A Dawn's Visit. (IX)
In a few dawns perhaps we could all go out and enjoy some time in the meadow!" korvi squeaked with happiness at the thought of that idea of all going out together and playing in the meadow, they would even get to maybe meet other yearlings!
Winning Play
"meadow and fib, harvest mouse mates, have a little super bowl party with meadow's friends, while baxter the otter 'scores' in a very non-sports related way."