It's All Your Fault (That I Love You) by RandomRedneck1990, literature
Literature
It's All Your Fault (That I Love You)
"Behold, Amity. Artifacts of the ancient human world! Boom!"
Amity stared rather unimpressed at Luz's big artifact. Which wasn't that big. No, it was round and plastic.
"It's called a CD! Before the invention of listening to music illegally for free online even though you really shouldn't but what are they gonna do, arrest me for wanting to hear...okay, we're getting off track here...Amity?"
Amity didn't get any of that. Luz always seemed to forget the Boiling Isles didn't have things like the internet, or a moral stance on listening to music for free online. No, Amity was just giving her a very confused look.
"Okay, long story short, thi
Mittens From Mittens by RandomRedneck1990, literature
Literature
Mittens From Mittens
"I am Luz, mistress of ice and light! Fear my power over...well, light and ice! Shazam! ...Just give me a second."
Amity watched her sort-of-friend/sort-of-secretly-not-so-secretly-crushing-on-friend etch her newly learned ice rune in the dirt, proudly summoning a big pillar of the cold stuff for really no reason but to show off.
"Pretty nifty, huh? Who needs a wand...I mean, not to be rude. There's nothing wrong with using a wand."
Amity rolled her eyes, surveying Luz's ice pillar.
"Yes Luz, that's very 'nifty' as you put it. If a touch time consuming."
Luz couldn't deny that. Learning all that odd isle secret magic stuff was pretty coo
Dance The Blight Away by RandomRedneck1990, literature
Literature
Dance The Blight Away
The Boiling Isles. Disturbingly odd land of magical wonders, monsters, and at the moment in the middle of nowhere...
“Remind me why we’re doing this again? I’m not going to be a student until next year.”
Two teenage girls standing in a secluded glade in the forest. And inside this glade, Amity was circling Luz like a shark, hands clasped behind her back and with a very serious look on her face.
"It's called being prepared, Luz. You're going to be a student next year. Which means you'll be attending the Hexside Annual Dance. Which means you'll need someone to go with. And since you're quite frankly weird for numerous
Some Serious Bismuth by RandomRedneck1990, literature
Literature
Some Serious Bismuth
“No, the sheen is all wrong. Not nearly good enough. You don’t get a second first chance at this, Bismuth. It’s gotta be perfect.”
Bismuth had been busy lately. Almost obsessively busy. Almost a month ago, she’d locked herself away in her forge and had yet to reemerge. Not even to say ‘Hi’ to anyone. Whatever she was working on had to have been super important.
“It didn’t take me this long to perfect the Breaking Point. And this is way simpler...did I just present the Breaking Point as a positive? Whatever. I’m a Bismuth. I can do this no sweat. Heck, I’ve done it twice alrea
"Hey there, gorgeous. What do you wanna do for date night tonight? You name it and your Mabel will make it happen.
Mabel popped into the living room of her modest but cozy apartment, waiting eagerly for her girlfriend of the past 2 years, one Pacifica Northwest, to decide.
"Eh. I kind of feel like staying in and watching a movie. After the last date night...I mean the whole legion of brain eating waiters kind of put me off wanting to go out on date night for a while."
The moral of that story was to never complain about your meal when the chef was a witch who couldn't take criticism. Though Mabel still maintained her meal was undercooked. A
The very early wee hours of the morning were approaching Castle Brightmoon. Naturally, the castle was silent as all the occupants were asleep like you were supposed to be at that hour. Even the visiting Huntara was snoozing, though not for long. As she rolled over and threw her arm around...
“...Perfuma?”
Nothing. She rubbed the sleep out of her eyes, scanning the room for her peppy princess paramour. She was nowhere to be found.
“Huh. She’s usually not up this early.”
As she sat up and stretched a little, she found something affixed to Perfuma’s pillow. A note. She grabbed it, doing her best to read it
Strong Hands, Soft Hands, Her Hands by RandomRedneck1990, literature
Literature
Strong Hands, Soft Hands, Her Hands
“Getting real sick of having to deal with that spider freak and his goons. Maybe he’ll give us at least a week before he tries anything again.”
The Piltover Sheriff’s office. Flopping down in the chair behind and in front of the desk were Piltover’s finest, Caitlyn and Vi. Fresh off of dealing with Urgot and his failed prison break.
“I imagine he won’t try anything for a while. I hear he still hasn’t regained consciousness from that thrashing we gave him. Especially that punch. I sometimes forget how much arm strength it takes to wield those gauntlets of yours.”
Vi chuckled.
“Yea
Dream A Little Dream (With Pearl) by RandomRedneck1990, literature
Literature
Dream A Little Dream (With Pearl)
“Pinky, I’m just not getting it. What did she call this?”
Inside the palatial residence of the Diamonds, Spinel and Pink Diamond’s original Pearl (Dubbed ‘Volleyball’ after a trip to Earth. Though Spinel wasn’t a fan of that nickname) laid on the floor, staring at the ceiling.
“She called it ‘Dreaming’. If we remain stationary in one spot for long enough, we’ll fall into a state of unconsciousness and experience vivid mental hallucinations.”
That description wasn’t warming Spinel up to the concept. Especially the ‘Remain stationary’ part. She’d
Poppies, Princesses, Poly, Perfect by RandomRedneck1990, literature
Literature
Poppies, Princesses, Poly, Perfect
Castle Brightmoon. And one particular princess was practically skipping down the halls, to the bemusement of the guards.
“Wonder what has her in such a good mood today.”
The answer was a war report from the Crimson Wastes. An in person report from the Rebellion operative in charge of fighting in the area. As she happily headed for the front gates to meet them, she spied another resident of the castle.
“Scorpia!”
The recently defected force captain/princess/great hugger waved as Perfuma bounded up and stood on her tippy toes to steal a peck on the cheek.
“She’s coming by today! I haven;t seen her in wee
Time And Again...And Again by RandomRedneck1990, literature
Literature
Time And Again...And Again
“Okay Red, it’s all perfect. Got that perfect setting sun, you look perfect and that extra-perfect lady of yours is gonna be here any moment now.”
Red Action took a deep breath and looked around, her heart skipping a beat as the aforementioned extra-perfect lady approached her.
“What’s up, stud. You must be feeling romantic to pull this one. Sunset picnic on a hilltop? You’re spoiling me.”
Red Action laughed nervously.
“Hey, you deserve it. Best dojo running girlfriend a lady could ask for.”
Enid smirked and sat down beside her, planting a smooch on her cheek.
“Yeah, I guess I
It's All Your Fault (That I Love You) by RandomRedneck1990, literature
Literature
It's All Your Fault (That I Love You)
"Behold, Amity. Artifacts of the ancient human world! Boom!"
Amity stared rather unimpressed at Luz's big artifact. Which wasn't that big. No, it was round and plastic.
"It's called a CD! Before the invention of listening to music illegally for free online even though you really shouldn't but what are they gonna do, arrest me for wanting to hear...okay, we're getting off track here...Amity?"
Amity didn't get any of that. Luz always seemed to forget the Boiling Isles didn't have things like the internet, or a moral stance on listening to music for free online. No, Amity was just giving her a very confused look.
"Okay, long story short, thi
Mittens From Mittens by RandomRedneck1990, literature
Literature
Mittens From Mittens
"I am Luz, mistress of ice and light! Fear my power over...well, light and ice! Shazam! ...Just give me a second."
Amity watched her sort-of-friend/sort-of-secretly-not-so-secretly-crushing-on-friend etch her newly learned ice rune in the dirt, proudly summoning a big pillar of the cold stuff for really no reason but to show off.
"Pretty nifty, huh? Who needs a wand...I mean, not to be rude. There's nothing wrong with using a wand."
Amity rolled her eyes, surveying Luz's ice pillar.
"Yes Luz, that's very 'nifty' as you put it. If a touch time consuming."
Luz couldn't deny that. Learning all that odd isle secret magic stuff was pretty coo
Dance The Blight Away by RandomRedneck1990, literature
Literature
Dance The Blight Away
The Boiling Isles. Disturbingly odd land of magical wonders, monsters, and at the moment in the middle of nowhere...
“Remind me why we’re doing this again? I’m not going to be a student until next year.”
Two teenage girls standing in a secluded glade in the forest. And inside this glade, Amity was circling Luz like a shark, hands clasped behind her back and with a very serious look on her face.
"It's called being prepared, Luz. You're going to be a student next year. Which means you'll be attending the Hexside Annual Dance. Which means you'll need someone to go with. And since you're quite frankly weird for numerous
Some Serious Bismuth by RandomRedneck1990, literature
Literature
Some Serious Bismuth
“No, the sheen is all wrong. Not nearly good enough. You don’t get a second first chance at this, Bismuth. It’s gotta be perfect.”
Bismuth had been busy lately. Almost obsessively busy. Almost a month ago, she’d locked herself away in her forge and had yet to reemerge. Not even to say ‘Hi’ to anyone. Whatever she was working on had to have been super important.
“It didn’t take me this long to perfect the Breaking Point. And this is way simpler...did I just present the Breaking Point as a positive? Whatever. I’m a Bismuth. I can do this no sweat. Heck, I’ve done it twice alrea
"Hey there, gorgeous. What do you wanna do for date night tonight? You name it and your Mabel will make it happen.
Mabel popped into the living room of her modest but cozy apartment, waiting eagerly for her girlfriend of the past 2 years, one Pacifica Northwest, to decide.
"Eh. I kind of feel like staying in and watching a movie. After the last date night...I mean the whole legion of brain eating waiters kind of put me off wanting to go out on date night for a while."
The moral of that story was to never complain about your meal when the chef was a witch who couldn't take criticism. Though Mabel still maintained her meal was undercooked. A
The very early wee hours of the morning were approaching Castle Brightmoon. Naturally, the castle was silent as all the occupants were asleep like you were supposed to be at that hour. Even the visiting Huntara was snoozing, though not for long. As she rolled over and threw her arm around...
“...Perfuma?”
Nothing. She rubbed the sleep out of her eyes, scanning the room for her peppy princess paramour. She was nowhere to be found.
“Huh. She’s usually not up this early.”
As she sat up and stretched a little, she found something affixed to Perfuma’s pillow. A note. She grabbed it, doing her best to read it
Strong Hands, Soft Hands, Her Hands by RandomRedneck1990, literature
Literature
Strong Hands, Soft Hands, Her Hands
“Getting real sick of having to deal with that spider freak and his goons. Maybe he’ll give us at least a week before he tries anything again.”
The Piltover Sheriff’s office. Flopping down in the chair behind and in front of the desk were Piltover’s finest, Caitlyn and Vi. Fresh off of dealing with Urgot and his failed prison break.
“I imagine he won’t try anything for a while. I hear he still hasn’t regained consciousness from that thrashing we gave him. Especially that punch. I sometimes forget how much arm strength it takes to wield those gauntlets of yours.”
Vi chuckled.
“Yea
Dream A Little Dream (With Pearl) by RandomRedneck1990, literature
Literature
Dream A Little Dream (With Pearl)
“Pinky, I’m just not getting it. What did she call this?”
Inside the palatial residence of the Diamonds, Spinel and Pink Diamond’s original Pearl (Dubbed ‘Volleyball’ after a trip to Earth. Though Spinel wasn’t a fan of that nickname) laid on the floor, staring at the ceiling.
“She called it ‘Dreaming’. If we remain stationary in one spot for long enough, we’ll fall into a state of unconsciousness and experience vivid mental hallucinations.”
That description wasn’t warming Spinel up to the concept. Especially the ‘Remain stationary’ part. She’d
Poppies, Princesses, Poly, Perfect by RandomRedneck1990, literature
Literature
Poppies, Princesses, Poly, Perfect
Castle Brightmoon. And one particular princess was practically skipping down the halls, to the bemusement of the guards.
“Wonder what has her in such a good mood today.”
The answer was a war report from the Crimson Wastes. An in person report from the Rebellion operative in charge of fighting in the area. As she happily headed for the front gates to meet them, she spied another resident of the castle.
“Scorpia!”
The recently defected force captain/princess/great hugger waved as Perfuma bounded up and stood on her tippy toes to steal a peck on the cheek.
“She’s coming by today! I haven;t seen her in wee
Time And Again...And Again by RandomRedneck1990, literature
Literature
Time And Again...And Again
“Okay Red, it’s all perfect. Got that perfect setting sun, you look perfect and that extra-perfect lady of yours is gonna be here any moment now.”
Red Action took a deep breath and looked around, her heart skipping a beat as the aforementioned extra-perfect lady approached her.
“What’s up, stud. You must be feeling romantic to pull this one. Sunset picnic on a hilltop? You’re spoiling me.”
Red Action laughed nervously.
“Hey, you deserve it. Best dojo running girlfriend a lady could ask for.”
Enid smirked and sat down beside her, planting a smooch on her cheek.
“Yeah, I guess I
It was fun for a while, but I think I'm kinda over it now. I appreciate all the faves and whatnot, but I don't really have fun writing them anymore. So I think it's done as of now.