Chosen One, 70

Leo was on top of Ty, their dicks in each other’s mouths. They were thrusting into each other, pushed by the knights who were fucking each of them. Isaac recognized Sir Percival from the banquet, but he didn’t know the swarthy knight fucking Leo.

They’d been at it for a while now, not counting however long they’d been going before Isaac had arrived. He’d just been curious about what they were up to, since he hadn’t seen either of them since the banquet. He hadn’t planned on watching them have sex with two other knights, and normally Isaac wouldn’t watch someone who didn’t know he was doing it, but it wasn’t like he was hurting anyone and being a ghost left Isaac with very little to do.

“You could go anywhere in the world and you went down the street to watch some people fuck?” Seth asked, appeared behind him and sitting, or appearing to sit, on the table that Isaac was also appearing to sit on.

Isaac shrugged. “Sitting in the academy watching Peter and Jacob and everyone else be sad was just making me sad too. I met Ty and Leo a while ago at a party and I kept meaning to come visit them and never did.”

“And there’s nowhere else you’d want to go?”

Chosen One, 69

“True conjuring is very difficult,” Yancy lectured. He’d been lecturing for a while. Isaac had a headache and his skin was crawling all over. He’d woken up like that, annoyed that it had taken him so long to realize he was getting sick.

Yancy continued. “When you see a mage conjuring an item from somewhere, rarely are they crafting an object out of nothing, which requires the use of Shadow—and I’m told by our researchers that Dark helps a great deal as well—and requires a good knowledge of how said object is crafted and from what. What one normally sees with conjuring is actually a very small teleportation spell that can be used to summon an existing object to the mage’s location, like so.” He manipulated Light for them, and his spectacles fell into his hand. “These were in my study on my desk, but because I knew where they were, I was able to teleport them here without too much difficulty. This is a spell you will all find very useful for those days when you arrive at class and realize you’ve forgotten your notebooks. The principle behind it is very simple…”

Yancy droned on about the principle, and Isaac tried very hard to pay attention, he did. He’d read about this a few weeks ago because he did all his reading in advance, and he’d read about it again last night to refresh himself. It didn’t seem that hard, though he hadn’t been able to make it work when he’d tried, the Pillars hurting his fingers when he touched them. Jacob had made him go to bed, and Peter was making him stay behind after his healing class to talk to Twila.

He didn’t understand why he was so tired suddenly. He’d been staying up a bit late to get work done, but not that late. He wasn’t working as much as he’d been during exams and he’d been fine then. But the Pillars were buzzing so much whenever he tried to use them that even being in the room with Yancy using them was putting his teeth on edge. Peter was making him talk to Twila because Isaac himself had been buzzing last night. Even Spencer had been able to feel it. Even Jacob had been able to feel it.

Slumber Party

Since this is the last day of Magic Meat March, I want to thank the folks who put together this fabulous event, which I had a ton of fun participating in this month, and to thank everyone who made all the awesome works I got to spend all month being amazed by, and everyone who took the time to read my endless entries. You are all awesome!

With that said, onto the final work for the month, for which my partner suggested I invert that most classic of tropes: the sleepover. I tried to squeeze in as many of the tropes you expect as I can, though I fully admit that I am not an encyclopedia of fanservice and may well have missed some important things.

The #52 prompt made me think of Aaron and Seth, would it have happened? I don’t know much about them but unrequited love makes me deeply sad.

I am so glad that you were thinking of Aaron and Seth! I love them so much and they are deeply sad, you are right. I’ll be honest, I don’t know if this would have happened, but it might have. So here it is. Hopefully this can help ease some of the sad. Thank you so much for asking for and thinking about them!

Let’s You and I Walk to the End of the World

“Do you think we’re going to die?”

Aaron broke his study of the tower only for a moment to glance at his friend. “Yes. Humans all die eventually, Seth.”

Seth scowled at him. In his hammered iron helm and halfplate, he looked like a man, rather than a boy. “I know that. I meant do you think we’re going to die now, because of this.”

“I know what you meant.” Aaron looked away from Seth and back to the tower. Even in the rising sunlight it was glowing on top of its hill, and the magical light was so strong that even Seth was able to make it out. It looked to Aaron as if someone had turned the Web into a building. The scar on his forehead itched. “Yeah, I do.”