Lyn Thorne-Alder (aldersprig) wrote,
Lyn Thorne-Alder
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Soo.... What do YOU want me to write today?

Taking prompts again... on a general theme of gender, sexuality, and how they go funky.

I'll write at least 150 words on everything I get between now and this time tomorrow. And, as always, tipping guarantees more wordage - and helps me buy the lovely giraffe carpet. For more information, my Donor landing page is here (and on LJ)













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  • Normal American

    For DaHob, a ficlet of Tír na Cali.   🔒 “So… you’re pretty normal?” As far as come-on lines went, Barty had definitely heard worse.  He’d heard…

  • Cloaked, a story of Facets of Dusk for the Giraffe Call (@rix_Scaedu)

    For rix_scaedu's prompt. Facets of Dusk has a landing page here. The Door was hard to push, this time; Alexa held the doorknob open while…

  • Tír na Cali-Flight Rising

    oops They had been meant to be field workers, fodder, perhaps sacrifices to the Goddess if the year was lean. Their parents didn’t even…