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You were terrified when you were sentenced to be thrown into the labyrinth with the Minotaur. That is until the Minotaur charged around the corner and you discovered, to your surprise, that the Minotaur was a calf. You’re not a victim. You’re a babysitter.

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It was me. The actual creature in the shadows. And this imposter, this asshole, had decided to appropriate my actions! So I began to seriously fuck with people a lot worse than he did, and went into his house, messed up his costume, and dressed him in it, dragging him outside in his sleep.

The dickhead never saw it coming. It was hilarious. Seeing the townspeople yell at him for all the stuff he didn't actually do, and when he denied it, having to admit the stuff he did do. Of course, eventually I swooped down and sat on the statue of the town's founder, but not before they started pelting him with tomatoes. It was hilarious.

I didn't have anymore problems after that. Everyone was too scared. And I actually became more of a friend to the village, after they began to leave food for me at the statue. It was nice.

I don't ever remember a time before I became this when I was as accepted into the village as somebody who mattered...

A man has had enough of his boring town and life, so he decides to dress up as a cryptid and scare people around. The town’s actual cryptid is immensely offended by this.

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A demon king is contacted by the gods “look, the hero coming after you is 10, can you just play along and let him win?”

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A demon king is contacted by the gods “look, the hero coming after you is 10, can you just play along and let him win?”

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A demon king is contacted by the gods “look, the hero coming after you is 10, can you just play along and let him win?”

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A demon king is contacted by the gods “look, the hero coming after you is 10, can you just play along and let him win?”

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A demon king is contacted by the gods “look, the hero coming after you is 10, can you just play along and let him win?”

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Dragons have treasure hoards for adventurers to target. Those are usually cover ups to hide what the dragons actually care for. Some run orphanages, others have meticulously tended gardens, some have the most well stocked libraries in the world etc.

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Dragons have treasure hoards for adventurers to target. Those are usually cover ups to hide what the dragons actually care for. Some run orphanages, others have meticulously tended gardens, some have the most well stocked libraries in the world etc.

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Dragons have treasure hoards for adventurers to target. Those are usually cover ups to hide what the dragons actually care for. Some run orphanages, others have meticulously tended gardens, some have the most well stocked libraries in the world etc.

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I wasn’t mad my daughter was a magical girl. In fact, I was very proud when she first told me, as a former magical girl myself. While my relationship with my patron didn’t diminish after my mission was done, and it ended up with us becoming a family, during my mission, my patron was nothing but kind, and it was an amazing experience for me.

But then she started crying and said her Patron treated her like shit. And so, to protect my daughter, I told her to summon her patron. I was always kind of a protective mother, but I also let her be independent. Except for when she comes crying to me for help. I always told her that she can always ask me for help when she can’t handle it herself, the power of friendship and all. When it appeared, it looked dismissive of my gorgeous child and asked what she wanted.

“Why the hell are you being such a fuck-face towards my daughter? Where do you get off, being cruel to a teenage girl, who you need to save the damn world? And don’t play it off as this being how all patrons are, I know that’s not true.”

I was furious. In my past experience, my patron had told me that patrons are required to not hurt their proteges, as it would cause danger to the world being protected. Patrons had a ranking system, like most sentient beings. They were gods, after all. I was lucky and had a high-rank patron, so my daughter already had some amount of power when she was born.

“Why the hell do you care? It’s not like he’s a real girl.”

Oh. Oh. This motherfucker. That’s it. I don’t give a shit if it’s a god, it’s dead. Nobody hurts my daughter like this. I’m calling my husband the moment this idiot leaves. I don’t care if I sound like a Karen.

“I care because this is my daughter. She is a real girl, and you will treat her as such. You have no right to treat her like this, and the second you leave, I’m gonna call my goddamn husband. I don’t know how the hell my daughter, my darling Angie, got such a neglectful patron.”

“Oh nooooo, you’re gonna call your husband. What’s he gonna do, yell at me? This was the only option I was given. Apparently, all my other proteges complained that I was ‘Sexist’, and ‘Creepy’ for wanting to know what they were born as, and trying to catch a peek under their skirts during battle. I don’t get why, it’s not as if Henry was any better. He had a son with his last protege.”

“Actually, Panom, it’s gonna be worse than a scolding. You messed with my daughter. It is a crime to be cruel to your proteges, and to your fellow patrons’ families, individually. Not to mention this is to the daughter of someone of a higher rank, who, as you said, was your only option. Your previous actions with your proteges were sexual assault, as well.”

My husband was home early, thank goodness.

“OH SHIT, HENRY!? THIS IS YOUR SON?!”

“My daughter, Panom. Who is now under my protection as my protege, because you’ve proved so incompetent. You knew this was your last chance.”

Zap. The god who was formerly my daughter’s patron turned into dust. Henry had permission to do that, and with that, my daughter’s magical journey finally started.

When you discovered your daughter was a magical girl, you angrily confronted her patron. However, you were surprised to see that they also did not like the fact that your daughter was a magical girl but unfortunately, she was literally the only option they had.

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Vee, your reblog is a high honor to me, so thank you so much!

Oh! Thank you! I always enjoy when someone writes something amazing, so I wanted to reblog yours!

I enjoy writing myself, which is why I started this blog, and I wanted to start the Loaned Library Book tag so that I could feel better about reblogging other stories.

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You and your other co-workers have known for a while that something is impersonating your boss. But no one has bothered to say anything because under its leadership the workplace has become an enjoyable place. Today you’re training a new employee when they see the boss eating a delivery driver.

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You were happy with getting an A+ on your “vampire myths” essay, with a comment about how you did excellent research, but you thought that was the end of it. A few days later, though, you open your door to find a vampire and a vampire hunter on your porch.

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Oh save it at least four of those were me reblogging myself

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The Clergy hates your eccentric ways, but you remain the best Exorcist and you love your job. You’re only called upon to chase the strongest, fiercest demons. But your prayers are just for show, what really terrifies the spirits away is witnessing a demon powerful enough to take human shape…

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Don’t get me wrong, I love Cain. He’s my roommate and best friend, and he’s been there for me all my life. But he is a little weird. The other day, I was talking to him, and his eyes were red. Not red like he was smoking, which would be his sclera. But his irises were red. Like, unmistakably blood red. I blinked for a second, and they were back to their normal brown. I said something about it, but he denied it, changing the subject to how our blood-sucking bastard of a landlord is raising the price.

He’s always been kinda weird, though. When we were younger, he would always wear a big hat, and long sleeves, even in the middle of summer. Granted, he was as pale as bleached bones, and burned like toast, but it was still weird. He could eat garlic, show up in mirrors, and handle water just fine, though, so I know he’s not a vampire. He can also have all-nighters like it was nothing.

We decided to get a new roommate. We put up an ad, and this guy named Abraham answered. He seemed alright, though he did say that he hates the sun and the rain. That’s valid, though. He moved in pretty soon, and I noticed he was a bit weird too. He could sneak up on me really easily, I brought a different friend over, and both Cain and Abraham reacted weird since she had a cross necklace. But, then again, it’s pretty normal, I haven’t had good experiences with the church either. Plus, Abraham has this red drink he keeps in the fridge, but we’re not allowed to touch it. We don’t see him eat anything, either. Cain doesn’t eat much, too. And he hates apples. Says his Dad choked on an apple once, and almost died.

I had a research project for school. We had to research two different supernatural beings and put together how they were alike and different. I got Vampires and Demons. I started on the project by researching vampires, and suddenly, a lot of stuff about Abraham made sense. The dude was definitely a vampire. I also had to look up demons, and tons about Cain made sense too.

Fuck. I live with two separate supernatural beings. Although, I kinda knew that all along, I guess. Time to troll my roommates. I made a joke about how it felt like I was the only human out of the 3 of us, and they panicked. I did end up telling them that I knew, though. I would’ve felt guilty otherwise. They looked ashamed, like they were gonna tell me, but they ended up not. It was kind of a shock how sad they looked. I told them that we didn’t have a problem as long as they didn’t try eating me, and we were chill. There wasn’t any other trouble after that, and we were all kinda cool.

A mosquito withers and dies after drinking his blood. His eyes move with a tiny delay instead of perfect sync. You’re pretty sure you saw him take food out of the oven barehanded yesterday. You love your room mate like a brother, but his bad act is getting hard to ignore.