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The Bad, The Bitchy and The Cock-Hungry by Lewdsmokesoldier Hey, ya'll! This is another image-inspired story, for this image by leeterr. I promise I'll be doing some non-image related works next, and this will be my last one for a while! I just greatly enjoy putting words to piece of visual art! If you enjoy this, I'd love it if you followed my Patreon and Twitter! Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned. Ashe had no idea where she’d learned that phrase, but she honestly didn’t care. She’d never been big on literature, and now wasn’t the time to start…

The Bad, The Bitchy and The Cock-Hungry by Lewdsmokesoldier Finally, a new chapter! This one was jogged by good old Yeero's piece here, though I've been wanting to write a follow-up for a while now. Jesse McCree awoke one evening from uneasy dreams to find his head throbbing in the most curiously painful manner. That kind of discomfort wasn’t a new phenomenon. McCree tossed back enough booze that hangovers were almost his expected state of awakening, and his cigar huffing left him lightheaded when he didn’t properly control his inhalation. Perhaps no…

Architectural Isolation by Lewdsmokesoldier I fully admit that my knowledge of Shinto and Hinduism is lacking. I tried to do more than just the bare minimum of research, but I welcome any corrections people have and if I’m being inappropriate or insensitive with any of my cultural references I will remove them as soon as possible. I also don’t speak Hindi or Japanese and unlike German I don't have any familiarity with them, so sorry, but no bilingual bonuses here since I don't want to butcher the language. “Your decorations are out of…

Sword and Sorcery by Lewdsmokesoldier The defenders of Adlersbrunn breathed a collective sigh of relief. All signs pointed to a halt in the enemy offensive. Try as he might, Doctor Junkenstein and his allies had been repelled for the third year in a row. And yet the celebrations were muted, the apprehension among the defenders palpable. They could not truly relax, knowing that their enemies still plotted against them and would return the following year. That pattern had been too deeply entrenched for it to change now. Still, the …