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Small pong - one shot by ralph-waldo, literature

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Small pong - one shot

“We’re playing small pong, want to join?” “Small pong? Isn't it beer pong?” Ethan asked as he walked up to the table. There were two giants at either end of the table and a group of humans in the middle “Yeah, but with the added difficulty of one of these guys” Jackson gestured to the group of four humans “waiting in the cup to batt the ball out! - hurry up and get in!” At his order, the group split in half and began climbing into the cups; two of the six cups on either side of the table now contained humans. “So, are you in?” Jackson asked “I guess so” Ethan walked up and took the spare place next to Jackson and opposite Paul and Rebecca on the other side of the table. He looked down to the cups in front of him to see who the humans were on his team; Josh from accounting whom he knew reasonably well, and a girl he thought he recognised but didn’t know her name. “I’m Ethan, I’m sorry I don’t know your name” he introduced himself “Thats okay, it’s Ivy. I sit with Amanda a few

Makeshift Medic by bittykimmy13, literature

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Makeshift Medic

If Xander didn’t make it back to his room on the bus by 4 AM, that typically meant he didn’t plan on sleeping that night. It was nearly dawn, and Grayson hadn’t gotten a wink of sleep. It wasn’t that he was worried about what Xander was doing—he was a rockstar on tour, what could anyone expect? No, Grayson’s uneasiness came from having the room to himself. Intimidating as Xander’s presence could be, having him around was a safeguard. A drunken roadie could stumble into the room to harass him. Or maybe a rabid fan looking for Micah. Laying back on the pillow, Grayson kneaded his temples. He was being paranoid. There was twenty-four-hour security keeping an eye on the troop of tour vehicles. But would anyone bother to intervene if it was a print who was in the danger? The door burst open. A figure stumbled into the dark room. Sleep-deprived and wired as he was, Grayson shouted in alarm and scrambled to the corner of his pillow. Then he froze up, his heavy breathing beginning to

Rabbit by bittykimmy13, literature

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Rabbit

“Let me go!” If Xander hadn’t been passing the doorway at that moment, he wouldn’t have heard Grayson’s frantic voice. He’d heard Grayson sound nervous plenty of times, but never so frightened. Xander bolted into the room, gripping the doorframe tightly with one hand as he assessed what was going on. A man in a black t-shirt held Grayson around the middle. His arms were pinned to his sides, and his legs kicked fiercely. It was never lost on Xander how small prints were, but he had gotten used to Grayson and Everly’s casual presence. Seeing Grayson handled so carelessly made Xander lock up in silent rage. “I’m telling you—I work for the band!” Grayson’s words came through gasping breaths. He couldn’t fucking breathe. “I was j-just looking for a quiet place to get work done before the show—” “Shut your fucking mouth,” the man snapped. “Next time you talk, I want the goddamn truth.” “Hey!” Xander didn’t shout, but his tone was enough to make the man turn around with a start. “The

All Dolled Up by bittykimmy13, literature

Four of Clubs by littleLorraine, literature

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Four of Clubs

Ethan absolutely adored coming home to Nora after work, but that couldn't hold a candle to how much he loved his days off. She always left her schedule wide open for him, which was a gesture he never would have asked for but appreciated beyond words. They would spend the entire day together, going about chores or just hanging out depending on what needed to get done. Tilly accompanied them most of the time as well, but whenever a comfortable spot to lounge showed up, they might as well have not existed. This particular Saturday had started off busy but had slowed down considerably. He and Nora had spent part of the morning outside tending the garden, but a light rain sent them back inside sooner than they'd planned. At least the weather was kind enough to take care of their last job for them. There wasn't much that needed immediate attention around the house, so while the clouds broke up, they spent their afternoon simply playing Go in comfortable silence. 'The quiet never used to

G/t Heartstopper FanFiction Chapter One by cewilson5, literature

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G/t Heartstopper FanFiction Chapter One

Chapter One Ugh. No. I can’t even think about meeting him right now. As if my nerves aren’t already on fire thanks to the email sent to me the night before starting the new term. And now he wants to meet up. Of course it can’t be in the gardens, or someplace I’d feel more comfortable. No, we have to meet in the massive library because that’s where he feels safe. That’s how it’s always been with us. His rules. His terms. His decisions. I go along with it because there really isn’t any other option. Still though, there’s something kind of scary about him. Even when he pulls away from our kiss, he’s looking around. Always looking. Always making sure that no one can see that Ben – a human – is sneaking around to lock lips with me – an elf. The alarm above is a welcome reprieve, and finally Ben pulls away. I wish his eyes would soften just once when he looks at me. But he only frowns, wiping at his mouth with the sleeve of his jacket. Without asking, he grips me around the waist from the

Arboretum 1 by littleLorraine, literature

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Arboretum 1

It wasn't until Vim reached a bend in the corridor that he finally slowed to a stop. This time of day these corridors deserted, so the quiet wasn't anything unexpected. From her perch on his shoulder Aria released her tight grip now that the rushed journey was over. Vim's datapad was already in his hand, and he glanced between the two messages that had brought them out here. The first was a formal meeting request from a manager in Finance. This had come out of nowhere, subsequently upending the rest of his day while also leading to the second message. In all his previous interactions with this manager, it had been made painfully clear just how little they thought of Terrans. Aria had been openly mocked, threatened, and dismissed every time she was anywhere near this very vocal Aprix. Instead of subjecting her to this demeaning and potential torture, Vim had reached out to Gavil. He'd grown averse to leaving her alone in his office, a feeling Aria wholeheartedly shared. Having spent