Battered Boar: Davie (Part 1 of 6)
I crumpled the resume in my hand and pegged it at a nearby bin, this shit always happened. I growled as the paper bounced off the rim and fell to the floor. I stamped away from another coy possibility, I was no good at this. 19 years old and I'd never...
Battered Boar: Cycle (Part 3 of 6)
I’d never been particularly mindful of the passage of time. I rounded the corner into my twenties with the grace of a trainwreck, I’d decoupled from whatever direction I thought I had but as I diverged into the ditch that would become my life I found...
Battered Boar: Monster (Part 2 of 6)
The days of rest and relaxation my father allowed me were anything but restful and relaxing. I stewed in my room and drowned in bitter thoughts. Anxiety savaged me. He didn’t speak to me, but he did make his displeasure known when we bumped into each...
Battered Boar: Trials (Part 4 of 6)
I remembered very quickly why I didn't like going on walks with Liko. There were two issues. The first, was this town was a fucking shithole and it was hard to build up any kind of interest in wandering the same tired, dusty streets I'd been stuck...
Battered Boar: Peace (Part 5 of 6)
My life had become the kindest form of torture I could imagine. I was 48, my boyfriend was not. Samel was 21. We’d moved to Fowling together two years ago after a frantic summer fling became the only thing I had left in the world. Living in a big city...
Battered Boar: Comfort (Part 6 of 6)
From the moment Samel told me about his interest in Alex, I wasn’t sure if I dreaded the day I’d meet him or not. I figured it would’ve been soon, but both he and Samel were busy. They went on dates and I heard all about it, things were definitely...
Calling of the Silent
Loneliness smothered my thoughts. The night was wrong. It was late and I was yet to strip out my armour. Foolish, in this weather as the chill metal sapped warmth through my fur. I strode through my warband’s camp, alone. Snow fell gently on my...
Meatober Fest Snafu
“Best behaviour today soldiers.” My centurion stood atop a crate as she addressed us. She was a muscular charr with an ugly face, sunlight glittered off of her polished armour. The cog of the Iron Legion was freshly painted onto her chestplate, her...
The Silent Bell: Chapter One (Teaser)
Tarnished metals fascinated me. I turned the silver necklace in my hands and marvelled over its tainted surface. It wasn’t that the tarnish hid potential. Rather, the jewellery’s potential had already been met and faded. Polishing would cause...
First Time at the Gym
The air in the city was icy at 2am. I kept my hoodie up and my gaze down as I made my way through the night. I felt like a fool for doing this, I bet to anyone else it wouldn’t be so monumental of a task, but I had to start somewhere or nothing would...
The Warmaster's Servant
My heart was in my throat as I stepped into the vibrant sunlight, this was the point of no return. The verdant plains of Gendarran Fields were a relief after my cold and arduous journey. Warring doses of wonder and terror welled in my breast, I’d...
The feline formerly known as Apatapa (Journal)
This might get long, so I’ll keep this opening brief. My handle is changing from Apatapa to Whisker, my avatars will now depict a jaguar instead of a tiger. I will continue to write and upload filth for your amusement. I may also start uploading SFW...