Deanna Cassidy

Joined June 2021

75 stories

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(she/her) This establishment is open to wanderers, witches, harpies, heroes, merfolk, muses, barbarians, bards, gargoyles, gods, aces, and adventurers. TERFs go home.

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My Mirror
At the start, my mirror showed me hazel eyes that ought to have been green, and ginger hair that didn't curl enough. My body
By Deanna Cassidy4 years ago in Poets
Little Blue Line
My cat decided she wanted my lap, so She stepped from the top of the couch To my shoulder. Then, her little paw Sank all eleven pounds
By Deanna Cassidy4 years ago in Poets
Curios and Curiouser
The bell tinkled as the door to Curios and Curiouser opened. Lucy and a warm, damp summer gust stepped into the shop. The gust passed over shelves of antiques and interesting trinkets, eventually dying in the frilly dresses of the collectible porcelain doll display. Lucy stomped a little moisture off her canvas slip-ons and called out, "Hello, hello! Betty, wait 'til you see what I got this time!"
By Deanna Cassidy4 years ago in Horror
5 Easy Relationship Tests. Top Story - February 2022.
Maybe you've been dating around, and someone special has just caught your eye. Or maybe you and your brand new partner are blissfully enjoying the "Honeymoon Phase." You two could be settling into the relationship together, getting comfortable and looking to either continue as you are indefinitely, or perhaps escalate to your "next steps."
By Deanna Cassidy4 years ago in Humans
Online Dating for Men
The day of the random meet-cute is far from over. It is possible to meet a compatible mate in the wild, through a friend, or through a shared activity. However, the world of modern conveniences includes one of the most powerful tools ever known to romance: the dating app.
By Deanna Cassidy4 years ago in Humans
Delivery
The smell of pizza hit Chris the moment he opened the door. Someone in the back heard the bell tinkle and stepped up to the cash register to take his order. Chris took off his rain-soaked baseball cap and heard the water it hadn't absorbed hit the tiled floor.
By Deanna Cassidy4 years ago in Horror
Tracy's Typical Workday
I nudge Deanna's hands first, purring loudly because she seems to understand this means Request. Her eyes open. She pretends not to see me. She pulls her hands under the blanket and closes her eyes again.
By Deanna Cassidy4 years ago in Petlife
Romeo the Elf and Juliet the Orc
Two households, both alike in dignity, in fair Eberron, where we lay our scene, where recent peace can't mask malignity,
By Deanna Cassidy4 years ago in Poets
I Drink of My Sisters
Three friends and I walk into the woods. It's a hot July day. We remembered sunscreen but not insect repellant. I've got the picnic basket, which doesn't have a meal for us. It's full of candles, incense, matches, seashells, feathers, a rusty steak knife, a quilting pin, a coffee mug, and a half-empty bottle of grape juice.
By Deanna Cassidy4 years ago in Confessions
The Flight of Lady Susan
“You cannot possibly force me into this marriage,” Frederica Vernon quietly told her sorcerous mother. “You have no leverage over me.”
By Deanna Cassidy4 years ago in Fiction
Wards Against the Witch
Dew clung to their boots and the hems of their dresses and petticoats as Frederica Vernon and her aunt, Mrs Catherine Vernon, walked around from the stables after their morning ride. Exercise in the fresh morning air had been such a relief to Frederica. She had lately spent too much time confined indoors, guarded and stifled by her mother's spells.
By Deanna Cassidy4 years ago in Fiction
In the Clutches of Lady Susan
It was one of those bleary-eyed hours where the shadows are at their deepest. The only people on the streets were libertines who still hadn’t gone to bed yet, and Miss Frederica Vernon.
By Deanna Cassidy4 years ago in Fiction