Yves. ♙

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Aug, 2019

Stories (4)

4 Stories

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“Paper Tigress” by Yves. ♙

Submitted to Contest #157

Vidalia removed her mask, tucked her hair behind her ears, and leaned forward instinctively towards the makeup artist. He sprayed something into his hand, applied it to her face, and cocked his head, so that he would have been looking into her eyes had she not already been gazing into the distance.All contestants had been asked to come “hair and makeup ready” to the set each day, which Vidalia had assumed meant she could turn up in no makeup, but the producers had taken one look at her and blanched, which told her that at least she really wa...

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“Dressage” by Yves. ♙

Submitted to Contest #122

I was at the mall late, as bag-laden parents escorted their children towards the exits, when I entered the store where I found the dress. I had come to send some things off, mostly my childhood; I was growing up finally and wanted to make my last walk past these stores mindful, before I had to say goodbye to it all. This store was my last stop: a pink paradise layering tulle curtains over the plush rabbits and heart-shaped purses in the windows. I couldn't tell if the girl at the register was watching me because she thought I was a very ugly...

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“The Traveler Wife” by Yves. ♙

🏆 Winner of Contest #45

I miss her; I imagine she misses me worse. It’ll be years until I hear back, and years until she hears me, and I’ll be listening to a recording already years old and the real her will be on Earth alone. I keep myself sane with math; I send her how long she’ll have to wait with each message. You’ll hear from me again in six years. I love her. When I left we were both twenty-six. It was insane; a lottery win. To a distant moon. She never understood any of it, no matter how many times I showed her charts or graphs or playful drawings of where...

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“World Got Smaller” by Yves. ♙

🏆 Winner of Contest #5

“And now Ben’s coming to the wedding with—I don’t know, some girl from Facebook, and I’m going to look like an idiot going alone. Because I am an idiot. Because I’m the one who dumped him. Christ, I’m an idiot.” Charlie groans and falls over onto the bed.  “Oh, it’s not that bad,” Scarlett says, opening the curtains. They take a seat on Charlie’s wire-strewn desk.  “It is that bad,” Charlie insists. “No. You don’t get it. If I ditch now, it’ll look like I’m a pathetic gay idiot. If I go, I look like even more of a pathetic gay idio...

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Author bio

yves. is an undead speculative fiction author-type living in California. Their name is pronounced "eevz-dot" and written lowercase with a period. Feel free to send an ask on tumblr, especially if you're vampirically inclined. tumblr blog: https://yvesdot.tumblr.com/ twitter: https://twitter.com/yvesdot/ published short story collection, Something's Not Right: https://www.amazon.com/Somethings-Not-Right-yves/dp/1978485867/ yves. literary universe server: https://yvesdot.tumblr.com/post/659642075144421376/yves-literary-universe-discord-i-have-a-discord

Winning 2 stories 🏆

Contest #45
The Traveler Wife – read story
Contest #5
World Got Smaller – read story