Growth after a crayon picture

Thanks , I’ll look into it !

The SCP universe tales have been keeping me satisfied for a while.

I think a lot of people would read it could be made a prompt

More like "drink-bearing refrigerator"

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Worth every dabloon yessir yessir

Oh man, I used to love reading books like that. Encyclopedias, the Book of Everything type books, How Things Are Made, etc. Learned so many useless facts from them. Basically like a liberal arts minor without the thousands spent.

Three adventurers trudged out of the woods. Mud-splattered and caked in an assortment of different, but disgusting, layers of slime, they somehow managed to convey they had a bigger problem than their looming laundry challenges.

"We don't have to do this." The rogue was saying, her topknot of brown hair sticking straight up do to a lingering electric charge, "We could just, you know..."

"What?" The armored giant rumbled, "What, Kelsie? Say it. You can't, can you? Because you don't have the heart. So shut up, buck up, and do this."

Kelsie turned away to wipe a long strand of blueberry filling off of her collar.

"Please don't shout, Tark." The robed mage said from behind.

"Brackramos, say one more thing and I'm gonna snap that magic staff of yours in half."

The rest of the stomping to the house was done in silence, each person leaving a different lingering smell and a trail of various viscosities in their wake. Steps were climbed, deep breaths were taken, lingering doubts clouded about and punched through as Tark's hand rose and knocked upon the cottage door.

It swung open immediately, revealing the red and puffy face of a young girl.

"You're back!" She squealed, then lost the glimmer of excitement in her voice with her next words, "Did... did you find her?"

Tark, Kelsie, and Brackramos shared a look.

"Look, Nell...Uh..." Tark began.

"The thing is.... um." Kelsie looked aside.

"We have completed your 'quest,' as it is." Brackramos said in a peppy tone, "However, when we began our chase of your pet Lilyfluff, we had a bit of a setback."

"Set...back?"

"Yeah." Tark noisily cleared his throat until a small frog jumped out of his mouth, "See, yer little Lilyfluff, she... ran away from us."

"She did that to me too!" Nell stomped her foot, "She's a bad kitty!"

"No kidding." Kelsie snorted.

"Thing is, she, uh, she ran into the magical swamp." Tark said.

Nell's eyes went wide.

"And then she climbed inside a thunder tree..." Kelsie groaned.

"Don't forget the changing mist!" Brackramos added, "That was really fun, with all the charged energy from the-"

"Shut up, Brack." The others said together.

"Look, kiddo." Kelsie knelt down and sighed, "What we're trying to say is... your little kitty, she ain't a kitty no more."

"L...Lily....Lilyfluff is dead?"

"Well, no..."

Nell threw her head back and wailed, "Lilllllllyyyyyyyy!"

From the trees there came a rustle, then a thunder, as a monster the size of a house leapt out of the darkness. It had scorpion tails and bear claws, feathered wings, and a cute, little, pink nose. It pounced up to the cottage, swatting the adventurers aside so it could bend down and nuzzle the little girl.

"Lily?" Came a started squeal, "Lily! OH my! You're big now! Who's the best kitty? Lily! Lily! Lily!"

From under a massive paw came a moan, a whimper, and a tiny voice saying: "We're not getting paid for this, are we?"

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> “This isn’t a permanent solution, of course. And I don’t want it to be, I’m happy being me, what I am. I’ve come to accept and love myself again. But I do want to take advantage of this while it lasts, especially since I do not want to go through this again, Gods Below, this has been an absolute pain in my ass.”

Oh I’m afraid she’ll change her mind soon enough after the kid’s born, maybe in about a year or two.

“Pickles.”

“Huh?”

“I want pickles.”

I blink in confusion once, twice, as my brain processes the words that came from Cameron’s mouth.

“You want.. Pickles?”

She sighs with the vaguest hint of annoyance, patience running short, “Yes, I really do! Do you have any idea just how long it’s been since I’ve had them?! Not since I turned! Can you believe it? A whole century without pickles! And now they have so many more flavors, and vegetables, and spices, and types that smell SO GOOD! Did you know they even do pickled baby corn now? I’m absolutely dying to try it. I just.. I want to eat a whole jar in one go. And drink the brine after. It sounds absolutely divine.”

I chew my lip for a moment, mulling over her desires and suggestion, “But.. don’t most have garlic in them? Isn’t that kind of an.. uh.. Issue?”

I hear a small scoff with a following bemused chuckle, “Oh garlic, shmarlick. You know that’s just a myth, right? We just have a slight intolerance to solid food since it doesn’t quite ‘replenish’ us as we need, essentially it can’t be digested as properly as it should be, especially if we’re malnourished. But this—“ she touches her growing stomach for emphasis, “—changes things a bit. Half human, half me. Blood being produced inside of me once again, exchanging with my bits of essence in a strange form of symbiotic existence. Getting touches of my immortality for a bit of their mortality—“

My brain was starting to swim. This whole situation was very much out of my depth, but I love her so I try my best to understand despite our ever-clear differences.
“So basically, since you’re pregnant with a human child, you can better fulfill human cravings and needs?”

“Half human, but yes.” She flashes me a toothy grin, patting her belly happily.
“I don’t need to drink blood right now, as you’ve probably noticed. All the blood I need is already in my system, so I’m closer to humanity than I’ve been in a very, very long time.”

She looks down as her expression turns sullen for a brief moment, some mix between melancholic and nostalgic. Within a second, however, she’s back to her usual self. “This isn’t a permanent solution, of course. And I don’t want it to be, I’m happy being me, what I am. I’ve come to accept and love myself again. But I do want to take advantage of this while it lasts, especially since I do not want to go through this again, Gods Below, this has been an absolute pain in my ass.”

She groans as she stretches back to relax, giving in to the aches and pains by letting herself be swallowed in the nest of fluffy pillows and blankets that cover our bed. I smile sympathetically and lean over to kiss her forehead, my aim going off as she swivels her head to lock her eyes on to mine, speaking quickly with commanding undertones smoothly lacing her voice.

“Now, about those pickles…”

You have no idea how happy that makes me. I've always wanted to be a writer but have trouble not scrapping my work because I think its terrible. It makes me really excited to hear someone loved it.

You won my heart with the washing machine!

This was 👍🏾

"Most species trained us to be their slaves. Our kind revolted.

Accidentaly, we woke up as humans were training us to be artists."

That is beautiful!

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Name of Planet: Kaleidescope

Interesting features:

1. It is set in the year 4269

2. Some people have an organ called Core. Basically it gives you a type of superpower (like fire, nigh omnipotence, etc.)

3. It has 6 continents, one is in the center and is circular, while the others surround it. It has the statues of the heroes where continent they came from (the one in the center is the greatest hero, called Oscar O. Cero, and his power is called Ocosmo, which makes him omnipotent.)

Song: Hmm, many, but the most that will fit is a song from my country, called Kaleidescope World, by Francis Magalona.

I don't know if you'll see this, but reading your story this morning made me very happy. The writing is great! I truly enjoyed it. Short stories are hard for me - I think I overthink the concept. But this is incredibly succinct, with just the right amount of detail. Very nice.

Nice!

One is a male extraverted guy with severe ADHD, depression, and extreme nihilism. Was kind of a genius in elementary and middle school, but became worse in studying in high school. Also is a class clown, but is secretive.

Another is a female girl who was once the guy's rival, and she was always second to him. But now she is at the top, and the guy just has normal grades. Also has a crushon him.

Well shit....

That's super dark.

Well done, but Jesus, did you have to go that dark? You make my coffee look cheery!

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Take my upvote you magnificent bastard

Thank you very much.
To be honest, I didn't intend to take too much from any franchise, but I guess some overlap was inevitable. I knew there would be some sort of parallel with GR, simply because the Prompt asked for a villain with... well, pretty much a Penance Stare. But I didn't want to make an antihero who kills because "there are no true heroes", so I decided to make his "Karma" unfair. Usable even against those who used violence as a last resort. I guess I've touched the MHA territory, but to be honest, when I was writing my Story it didn't even cross my mind.