realistic fiction If Only Either Of Them Would Drink Chain Coffee Jared wilted as the bell above the coffee shop door tinkled and he saw exactly the group he’d hoped weren’t coming in today.
scifi Chasing A Dream Door This art came to me in a dream. At least, I hope it was a dream. Not - it wasn’t scary or anything. It would just be a bit too BIG if it were real...
realistic fiction Floundering Over A Cafe Breakfast “You look happier.” Jill’s words are careful. Her tone mild. It’s what she doesn’t say that stabs; “Wow, you really hated your mother, didn’t you?”
realistic fiction Beauty From Adversity, Paint On Brick It’s funny. Ever since we moved here, I dreamt of the day I’d finally leave. And now… on the eve of my triumphant escape… stepping out for fresh air turned into a farewell.
realistic fiction Sacrosanct Coffee And Beloved Luis slowly stretched, taking stock of his body, particularly his stomach. Everything seemed… as well as could be hoped for, the day after chemo.
realistic fiction Proudly Dappled Tutorials “Hiiii lovely viewers! Myrtle and Joel are back for another episode of Proudly Dappled! Today’s video is sponsored by Cosy Carol Cosmetics..."
realistic fiction No Jaglion Left Behind “I saw we dropped like twenty points in the rankings, and I’m sorry-” “YOU WERE IN HOSPITAL!!”
realistic fiction Seeking Horror Without Typecasting The thing is, Adrian had seen a lot of cosplayers and such while running this place, and these two just didn’t fit the bill…
realistic fiction Different Rivers, Same Bridge “Oh, this is wonderful!” Anne beamed at the two children playing in the middle of the floor. “He’s never had someone meet him where he is like this!”
realistic fiction Finally, The Perfect Size “Bella?” Ms Winters said from the doorway. “There’s a couple here looking to adopt you.” “They won’t…”
realistic fiction A Light Lingers In The Fog Keith took the mug back with a smile that didn’t even try to hide the sadness in his eyes…
realistic fiction Another Flower Blooms, Bolstered By Singing Ok. This hadn’t been too bad. It helped that it was only their friends here, and even inebriated they all knew better than to bother handing Betsy a microphone.
realistic fiction Polishing Up A Clusterfuck Confession It was twelve minutes and eighteen seconds into Marco’s meandering series of increasingly tortured metaphors when Curt quizzically interjected “Are you saying you’re gay?”
realistic fiction Filling Your Brain With Flowers “I don’t understand how you do that.” “What? I’ve always wanted to play a trombone.”
realistic fiction Lacking The Magic Words To Make Grown-Ups Understand Dad was still at work. Mum was having a bath. The perfect time to play dress-up with your little sister, who was only allowed to be your sister when grown-ups weren’t around.
realistic fiction The Straightest Queer Honour Guard Lisa took a deep breath and tried to think of a diplomatic way of saying this. She really didn’t want to shout at her brother when he was trying to help…
realistic fiction To This Day Button Is A Bachelor “Is this the, um, ‘Gay Animal Sanctuary’?” “Please tell me you’re here to ask about volunteering, not to read me a church screed…”
realistic fiction Building A New Shell To Grow Into Mum’s off in full DIY flow again, me just nodding along. But it’s nice. Nice that she’s treating this like just another family project.
realistic fiction The Start Of A Delicious Daily Ritual The first half of my first day at university had gone pretty well. Introductions, inductions, and a tour around campus. Now time for lunch…
realistic fiction An Unplanned Romantic Subplot When Becky declared I was the only one she felt comfortable catching her during the climatic swoon, I was actually hurt…
realistic fiction Unwavering Support And Unrepentant Cringe “Heh. Wow, this takes me back.” Tom mused with a fond smile. “You went through this phase where you were obsessed with finger paints-” “DAAAAAD!!”
realistic fiction Prior Planning Prevents Poor Relationship Outcomes “Oh.” Percy paused, the options on the hotel booking page prompting a thought he probably should have had before starting. “Do we want one bed, or two?”
realistic fiction Twin Hunters Of Hidden History Most people thought combing through remnants of a deceased stranger’s life was morbid, depressing even, but Patty and Gwen were hunters of hidden history.
realistic fiction Could Have Been A Villain Origin Story “Remember our first kiss?” “Of course. On the swings, waiting after school play. Your lips tasted like strawberry ice cream.” “No, not that one…”
realistic fiction When More Than The Music Is A Shared Interest “Oh wow.” Cedric breathed, his fingers tight against mine, his eyes locked on the stage. “I can’t believe this is actually happening.”
