Zinnia Demitasse

Pen - Part 3

“How’d it go?”

Light flickered in front of Pen before assembling into a small body that could sit at the edge of the stars. Night had yet to choose a real form to settle on. Most of the time, they forgot to settle on one at all.

Pen looked up, pushing hair ...

Pen - Part 2

The room had always been intimidating. There were large pillars that stretched high up towards the sky, disappearing into the black and gold lights. Planets were birthed and destroyed above, thousands of light-years away, sharing their last bits of life to anyone who may have needed it. The palac...

Pen's Story - The beginning

Stardust bounced across the sky in skipping jumps that fell to the ground in a multicolored puddle of ink. Pen stood at the edge of the cliffside, fists clenching at their side. Pinks and blues and soft glittering purples dripped down into the void, swept away to somewhere far off to make galaxie...

Hazel - Homecoming

Hazel rolled to the side of the bed, out of breath, sweat drying sticky on her tanned skin. She looked up towards her ceiling, watching the way the waxy vines continued to creep out through the open window while large dripping blossoms breathed upon the vine. A faint dusting of nectar had settled...

Malcolm - Homecoming

Malcolm had two rules. Never come home to a house in disarray. And never enter a cold home. The latter rule was created after he came back from the grave. The chill that crept in felt like being stuck underground or wandering the back alley’s, internally screaming for someone to save...

Update

Hello everyone,

As some of you have heard, my stepfather has lost his battle with cancer. It has put a dark marker on this last year. I learned of his diagnosis almost a year to the day he passed. On our part, we are not doing well. I have four children that are processing losing their gra...

Milo - Homecoming

The door closed with a snap, leaving Milo sweaty and heaving for breath. He leaned against the unassuming jet of air. Still solid enough to keep him afloat as the magic diminished. It was a small tear, really. One that shouldn’t have been an issue. That is, it wouldn’t have been if it had bee...

Gabriel - Homecoming

He was supposed to have been home three hours ago. Home to a place where an entire five-course meal was being delivered. Where he had bought a new dining table. Where he had wine breathing on the counter. Music would play softly in the background and candles would be lit with a soft and flickerin...

Malcoolm - NSFW

Personalized Stories

To the people at the Baron tier this month for personalized stories, I will be in contact soon. :) I can't wait to read your thoughts.

Belladonna - Homecoming

A/N: The theme this month is Homecoming. The MC coming back to an RO after a long time apart. From here forward, in short stories, MC will be referred to as Night with they pronouns. Just so we can encompass everything.

“Unacceptable.” The blood pooling on the floor was nowhere near con...

Merripen

“Death is never a good thing.”

“I take offense to that.” Merripen sat upon a star, their feet dangling off the pointed side. The night was particularly black that evening. The deep robes adorning their body blended in with the pitch sky, creating small fissures...

Hazel - A look at her younger years

There was a certain amount of isolation that came with who Hazel was. From the time she could walk, she had been put to work in her mother's shop, carrying bundles of herbs back and forth, climbing up on the counters, and making tonics.  Malcolm had already decided the type of her person the...

Bella/Gabriel/MC

“This is disgusting. Abysmal. Absolutely absurd. I am going to tear it all down.”

Despite the threatening words, I didn’t rush into my apartment. It wasn’t the first time Belladonna had threatened bodily harm to where I lived. It was no secret that she hated it and maybe ...

IOS increase

As I'm sure some of you are aware, Apple is going to start charging more to use their app to access Patreon subscriptions. This is taking more money away from me, without really a choice. So, unfortunately, I will be increasing prices on IOS subscriptions by 30%. Most creators will be following s...

Milo/Mal/MC

“Eventually, we are going to have to have a normal date.” 

Malcolm’s fingers walked up and down my spine as I spoke. They paused occasionally, rubbing at small blemishes or a particular knob against my back. My shirt was rucked up high to allow his hands to wander.&nbs...

Malcolm - Post Chapter Six

“Sloppy.”

In the last hour, Malcolm had drawn four separate spells around gateways that were still partially open. Ones that previous Gatekeepers have made and never closed. Milo, Malcolm was assuming, was partially responsible for this. And even if he wasn’t, he would have...

Milo - Post Chapter Six

The card hit the tin can with the barest noise. Small little plinks continued to bounce down the alleyway until they found a new home somewhere amidst another game. Around and around the sounds all went, skittering through the market until they themselves got bored.

“You’re a...

Post Chapter Six - Gabriel

“Who are you?”

Gabriel had opened his eyes, taking a long moment to come back to himself. It had been a gamble, as of late, whether or not he knew where he was. Most of the time he woke feeling as if his head was stuffed full of the screams of the damned. A constant nagging b...

Post Chapter Six - Hazel

There was a tree that was situated on the other side of a large stone wall. Even with the shifting of the market, the wall had somehow stayed, as if to protect the tree from any of the dangers that now wandered. Hazel silently thanked the luck that had befallen said tree. She had been certain tha...

Update

I am so sorry I have not been posting the promised Patreon shorts. I will be doing so today and tomorrow. My stepfather wound back up in the hospital and I had to go down and help my mother in another state. In total, we have been gone for close to two weeks and have drove nearly 30 hours with t...

Chapter Six Bug

For the life of me, I do not know why some of you are getting a bug that won't let you proceed to chapter six. So, I have added a cheat sheet in there to input some of the choices that I suspect are causing the problem. Please clear your cache and cookies on your computer, and try again.

I ...

Chapter Six - Early Access

It is finally here! Chapter Six is out! Welcome to the Outlands. I cannot wait to hear what you all think of this one. So much of this chapter was written and then rewritten but I think I finally came up with the direction I want this book to go.

Let me know what you all think and as...

Update

Just wanted to let everyone know that Patreon content is going to be a little later this month. Mostly because Chapter Six is being beta'd right now and I want to put that out and then do the post chapter stories for the month. Don't worry, I have not forgotten about you all! I just and trying to...

Beach Day - Milo/Mal

The ball hit the sound with a dull thunk, accompanied by a triumphant yell from Milo as he did a victory lap around the net.  I watched his bare feet slap against the ground, coated with sand. Meanwhile, Malcolm stood, hands on his hips as he observed Milo with a bemused smile.

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Beach Day - Belladonna

The lace parasol cast intricate shadows upon the ground, dotting the white sand with shaded bits of fractal light. The ocean waves were lapping gently and the sound of distant seagulls became a background to the late afternoon. Belladonna sat mainly in the shadows, having had her fill beneath the...

Beach Day - Malcolm Albright

The shells were half buried, hiding in the sand from nimble fingers and chilly waves.  Occasionally, a blue or coral glint would catch the light, giving away their hiding spot. It was then that we would begin meandering towards it, deciding if it was good enough for the collection we had bee...

Belladonna/Hazel NSFW

A/N: Warning: Rough sex. Takes place in an AU version of the Night Market

The bell rang over the shop door, a pleasant little jangle coursing through the room to signal the arrival of a customer. Hazel popped up from behind the front counter, her smile bright.  

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Beach Day - Gabriel

The waves lapped against the shore in a gentle lull, the sun high in the sky and scorching the sand a bright white. The wind sent a cool breeze our way, lingering against the salt and sweat that coated our skin.  It was enough to keep us comfortable under the awning of an umbrella. Or it was...

Beach Day - Hazel

“Look at it,” Hazel shrieked

We were standing among the waves, the sun overhead beating down on us. Hazel was bouncing waist deep in the ocean, flinging her arms back and forth and sending glittering streams of water high into the sky to rain back down. She twisted, looking a...