@stevendbrewer@wandering.shop

Please insert treat to continue… #DogsOfMastodon

Tanuki-chan has a lovely beauty mark. Maybe more than one. #DogsOfMastodon

"You seem like a nice, obedient young man," she called. "Not like some of the people my son brings home."
"Mother!" the Hero protested, embarrassed.
"Not like that smutty Saintess," she continued. "I couldn't stand that woman."
The Demon Lord looked over at the Hero, who shrugged. (5/5) #wss366

"Now take a seat, and I'll bring you something," she said, in her kindly voice again.
"You don't need to…"
"Sit!"
He sat.
She smiled brightly and carried the glass back out to the kitchen.
He could hear her bustling around preparing something. (4/5) #wss366

"I'm not…" he started to say.
"Drink!" she ordered, with steel in her voice.
He took it and swallowed it down.
"There," she said. "You'll feel better in a moment."
A warmth grew in his belly, spread out through his limbs, and left a tingle in his fingertips. His headache was gone. (3/5) #wss366

In the dining room, he found the Hero seated at the table looking chipper.
"G'morning!" he said.
The Demon Lord glared at him balefully. He started to open his mouth, when a kindly voice said, "Drink this!"
A little old lady handed him a shot glass filled with a repellent green liquid. (2/5) #wss366

The Demon Lord awoke with a splitting headache. He rolled out of bed and painfully looked around, finding himself in an unfamiliar room. His clothes were missing, but a fuzzy pink bathrobe had been left on the bed. Reluctantly, he pulled it on and went in search of a glass of water. (1/5) #wss366

Oh. And I could only add the wrong account for Nara. :-/ I guess collections aren't really ready for prime time yet.

I tried creating a "collection" though it sadly leaves out one member who's server doesn't seem to support collections yet. I'll add him when I can!

https://wandering.shop/collections/116863724624825785

"Do you even know where we're going?" the Demon Lord asked.
"Don't you start!" the Hero laughed. "The Saintess is always asking where we are!"
"That's easy," the Demon Lord said. "Because…"
"We're right here!" they both said together and dissolved into laughter, holding each other up. (2/2) #wss366

The Hero and the Demon Lord stumbled out of the bar. Walking back, they sang snatches of songs, laughing hysterically.
"How many rounds was that?" asked the Hero. "Was that the #fourth?"
"I think it was the fifth."
"I feel like I drank a fifth!"
This elicited more gales of laughter. (1/2) #wss366

If you're feeling hot today, cool off with this boxer dog getting sprayed with the "mist" setting. #DogsOfMastodon

I make small efforts to push back against AI wherever I can: https://stevendbrewer.com/pushing-back-against-ai/

A post about Esperanto-USA and transparency: https://zaemis.blogspot.com/2026/06/esperanto-usa-and-transparency.html #esperanto

Content warning:bawdy lyrics

I had ‘im, I had ‘im, I had ‘im I ay,
I had ‘im, I had ‘im, I had ‘im I ay,
I had ‘im by night and I had ‘im by day,
And I up and I showed ‘im the #West Country way.

And there was much laughter and merriment in the Kinky Cockatrice. (3/3) #wss366

Content warning:bawdy lyrics

‘Twere way down in Bear Country that I did find,
a cute little cub who wagged his behind.
He were so pretty and only eighteen,
that I up and I showed him my Thrashin' Machine. (2/3) #wss366

Content warning:bawdy lyrics

After two more rounds, the Hero and the Demon Lord had linked arms with the rest of the men in the Kinky Cockatrice and were singing bawdy songs at the tops of their lungs: (1/3) #wss366

I wrote a bit more about the odyssey to publish *The Silver Tongue*, my weird little story that just appeared at *The Freak!* https://stevendbrewer.com/the-silver-tongue-at-the-freak/

I have returned to my subterranean lair to escape the murderous heat created by the evil petroleum overlords.

#WritersCoffeeClub July 2: What are the limits of critique?

I think the key limitation is that critiques generally can't tell you how to fix a story. They can help you identify things that don't work (at least for some readers), but then the author has to figure out how to revise the story to address the problems.