Zinnia Demitasse

The Night Market Cozy Milo/Mal Poly

Here we are. Enjoy a date or a spicy moment with Milo and Mal on the poly route. Please remember to ask Malcolm to stay if on the spicy route. Otherwise it defaults to Milo's spicy scene.

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The Night Market Cozy - Milo

Well, here it is. A cozy little date night with Milo, or a raunchy little spicy piece with the man. Both routes are available. They are not full chapter pieces but instead short stories with about ...

Please Contact Me

Remember, if you want a personal fic this month, please send me a message with a brief description of your character, your RO, and any ideas you may have.

Input

Please read the post below before voting.

We need to talk...

No, I am not breaking up with you. :P

So, I am going to be honest with everyone. Who I was when I started book 2 is not who I am anymore. There has been far too much loss in my life in a very...

Gabriel - Sneak Peek

Boxes were stacked to the ceiling, gathering dust and grime from neglect. It hadn’t hit me how long it had been since Gabriel had been to the office until that moment. There was always a sense of...

Hazel - Sneak Peek

“Billows! I can’t find him. I can’t–”

I snatched Hazel into my arms, hauling her away from the rubble upon the ground. It was still smoldering and her hands were blistere...

Art

Hello everyone!

I need some ideas. What would you all like to see for art. We did our full body nudes for all the RO's. Is there something else you want to see? Comment down below and then I ...

So Many Stories!

I just posted a ton of the commissioned stories on the Baron tier. Remember, if you sign up for the Baron tier, you get a monthly story about your MC and RO of choice. Plus access to everyone elses...

Mal/MC Hurt/Comfort

A/N: This is one of the baron tier commissions.

The birth of a Gatekeeper often meant the death of another. It was a bittersweet occasion if one really thought about it. Because one individua...

Date and Dancing with Milo

A/N: This is part of the baron tier commissions.

“Whatcha doin’?”

My lavender eyes clicked across the room, reflecting in one of the many broken mirrors that were scatt...

Sick!Pen

Starlight was often made of broken song. Little bits of tune that swirled around the night sky, sometimes got lost. When that happened, they wandered for a spell, winding through the alleys of the ...

Milo/Mc/Mal Vacation

A/N: This is one of the stories that was commissioned for the month of December. The prompt was a cozy harbor tale with the poly.

A chilled wind swept across the shore, kicking up swirling bi...

Milo - Sneak Peek Book 2

“I wondered if I would find you here.” 

Milo paused, a mug of ale halfway to his mouth. I had seen the way his fingers reached for his knife. An instinct that he had honed...

Belladonna

The stench of death was potent as I entered the candlelit room. Waxy white flames were stuck to the stone walls, the room looking far more like a location for a dirge, rather than Belladonna’s re...

Sneak peak - Malcolm

There was a small tap coming from my window. It roused me from a deep slumber, my lashes sticking together. The room was still dark, the small candles I had placed within my home lantern...

Belladonna - Holiday Traditions

The sight before me was an omen. A sign certainly that we were in for it again. I had the sudden urge to call down Pen, to ask if there were more tears in the thread of the world. To walk into the ...

Gabriel - Holiday Traditions

The cacophony of laughter was accompanied by the clinking of glasses and the occasional shout. It was muffled behind closed doors, filtering through the cracks where amber light spilled.  Next...

MC taking care of Mal

A/N This is one of the commissioned shorts. A female MC who is in love with Milo and Mal, taking an evening to force Mal into being pampered. :)

“It’s not going to work.” My hands were ...

Malcolm - Tradition

Malcolm was a homebody at heart. If asked, he would go anywhere, holding out a helping hand. This was the man who went to loud places with loved ones, willing to sit in the corner and smile while, ...

Hazel - Tradition

“Come on!”

When Hazel beckoned me forward that day, there was something magical in the air. A funny thing to observe, really, considering that we lived in a realm of magic and ...

Milo - Yule Traditions

“We have a problem.”

Milo was standing in the middle of the room, his eyes wide with that certain ring of apprehension. “Let me guess. You caused it,” I teased.

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Milo/MC/Mal In the shopping district

A burst of fine fibers exploded into the air, raining down upon us in a configuration of red, pink and deep blue.  There were a few curses interspersed with the commotion, along with quite a b...

Gabriel/f!MC A quiet morning

Comfort was not the usual thought I had upon waking in the morning. Most mornings were a groggy slog to get downstairs and start the fire. The unnatural cold that had settled across the Night Marke...

Soft Gabriel /f!MC

Dark mountainous escapes zoomed outside the glass windows as the tram wound its way up the mountain side, passing well lit homes set deep inside the cliff face and dark swatches where the shadows l...

Sick Bella / M!MC

A wet cough rattled through the room, displacing the bedside table candle flame. Belladonna was a lump under a red velvet comforter, looking pale beneath the thick fabric. The fire was blazing in t...

Belladonna/M!MC

The clicking sound of her heels greeted me long before I watched her come around the corner. Belladonna had this way about her where she could intimidate anyone with just the sound of her footsteps...

M!Pen/M!MC

A/N: This is a longer story than most of the other shorts. The person who commissioned me is part of the Gatekeeper tier which means either two short stories, or one long one. This is between a mal...

Short Stories

Okay my Baron and Gatekeeper tiers! The start of the month is here. Make sure to send me your story requests.

Also, starting this month, I am going to start posting the short stories (with pe...

Pen - Part 4

When Death perished, Pen placed the robes over their shoulders. Slowly, they let them fall around their too narrow frame, shrouding them in a cold embrace. Their father had left without warning. Th...