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Is there an FAQ available for nest? Specifically, is a hotel room included in the package? If so, is it possible to obtain a pass without a hotel room? On the form when it says "Put only YES if you want to take part in the auction" what does this refer to? Is there information on the auction...

Does anyone know what video the weekly pic for this week came from? Thanks~

I had been using Deviantart to keep a portfolio of sorts for my writing, but with the new update Deviantart-- well, I don't like it. I'm not particularly fond of the way one inserts text in the new system as it doesn't carry over even basic formatting, like enters and paragraph breaks. So I'm...

Love and Some Laughter M/F Feet Alt Title: The Alchemist's Curse Darkness. The flutter of mossy leaves as they whisked through the air, then the light thumping against stone. The crunch of the stone pestle as he wrapped his fingers around it, then the clatter of it landing in the smoothed...

The Laughing Tree – */f feet In a forgotten library several basements below the surface, in a cramped and musty corner ill for light, a well weathered tome sat on a shelf, it's pages yellow and crumpled. Within, the librarian read a tale of a tree. Deep within the forbidden woods, where entry...

A Treatment Borrowed From the Nobles – M/F feet Moonlight danced and twinkled off of the rain-covered town square, their silver hues glittering through the veiled darkness as thin strips of gray clouds rolled overhead. Fidgeting with the thick strands of rope that looped over her wrists, she...

Pit of Penance 2 – */F feet An hour. She had lived through many, taken them for granted, whittling away the time here, kicking around on the streets over there, gazing at the stars on some lost wooded hill. The recollection played before her when, on a whim, she swiped an apple from a vacant...

I thought these were cute. Saw them at party city the other day: https://www.partycity.com/adult-cant-pinch-these-st.-patricks-day-socks-812838.html

Restoring a relic */f all over mostly feet Through the dusty inn window Lexian gazed at the night sky, the nearby forest brushing back and forth, swaying the sooty clouds away from the pearl divinity that blessed the land a silver hue. Leaning forward, she placed her elbow onto the window sill...

Dawn of the Wer-tickler: Victim 00 */f feet The absence of sound drug on, digging into her as the pointed heels of her black pumps clacked against the linoleum. As she crossed the clean white room, passing a small table holding a magnifying glass, she steadfastly secured her sun-fire colored...

Training the Trainer: The Kidnapping of the Mayor's Daughter f/f feet Coy smoke swirled around the speckled ceiling, caressing the crevices as the silvery wisps confided in one another of their synthetic nature, blending and merging into strained streaks and makeshift mockeries of themselves...

Goddess of ticklishness M/f feet There is a story, an infinitely long and great one, full of conflicting and otherwise impossibly clashing details that rise and fall as need dictates. Neither darkness nor light existed until the demand for such frivolities came, and yet at the same time they...

Our Spot – m/f feet Silver moonlight skirted around an envious cloud and the road was lit before them. They walked, crunching over the dirt, he in the lead with her hand in his. The little, oaken trail lead past a line of trees and foliage and then whispered away into a low field of grass with...

The Tickle Tax m/f feet As the cool winds funneled around her, carrying the deep, musty secrets of the earth, and as the water plinked through the scrawling shadows, she recalled the morning sun. She recalled her eagerness as her town nominated her for this years taxation, and her giddiness as...

Live By The Feather -- --This is long, for one, and there are lots of different tickling scenes, but its all /F.-- A noxious buzzing filled the black void around me, drowning out the clomping rhythm of hooves as they sifted across dry soil. With my head slightly tilted down, I listened to the...

If The Shoe Fits – F,*/f feet The torches that lined stifling stone walls crackled mournfully, the wood beneath the orange flames croaking and heaving out a listlessly curling smoke that painted at the curved roof of the tunnel. Crossing her arms behind her lower back, she spread her knees...

The Captain's Chair - */F feet Through the pulsing bubble of plasma, she watched as the endless sea of black be-speckled by the millions of throbbing pearl diamonds flickered. The beadlets of white streaked ever so slightly, their color throbbing into a sapphire blue before sparking into a wild...

Promises upon a Lost Shore A swath of dark obsidian splashed across the night sky like a canvas punctured by hundreds of drops of dew, the gem-like stars twinkling in and out like the laughter of fair maidens while they giggled at a quiet, secretive joke told in hushed tones. Pushing her arms...

Arbiters of Laughter f/f feet The Laughing Grounds A multi-faceted sky of sapphire sparkled, lit alive by the bronzed light of that chalice of overflowing light that floated in the center of the sky. The light trickled down, rolling down the sharp walls of silver slate that surrounded the...

Power of the Thuum – */f feet Ghastly tendrils of fallen fog slithered down the steely mountainside, its face glinting majestically in the sun. The beadlets fell together then fanned out as though the cloud breathed while tumbling through the air. Tumbling over a cliff, the cloud slowly...