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All of our Lives is out!

Download on my website

The book is available for free, as pdf or epub. As always, the epub contains image descriptions for the illustrations, the pdf does not.

Genre: Cozy dark fantasy Approx. Length: 120.000 words Content warnings: Graphic depictions of violence and rape, sepsis and emergency surgery, minor self-harm, as well as all the unpleasantries implied by the blurb

How far are they willing to go to finally be free?

As children, Ross and Irina were inseparable—rich and poor, nerd and dreamer, the disabled youngest son and the maid’s daughter ordered to assist him with his daily tasks. Now that they are grown up, his hopes of moving out and taking her away from his cold-hearted parents are shattered when she is arrested after killing his brother.

Half a year later, he is kidnapped for a ransom he knows won't be paid, and in the derelict building where the bandits leave him to die, he discovers a terrified, emaciated figure. Irina is alive; barely. Months of isolation and abuse have changed her, but Ross refuses to lose her again. If that means staying by her side while she embarks on a bloody path of revenge, so be it.

Art, moodboard, detailed warnings and more in the WIP intro.

A small note regarding the rape and surgery warnings, if that's a concern. Contains spoilers.

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Actor Johnathan Joss was just murdered for being gay. On the first day of pride 2025. He was best known for playing John Redcorn on King of the Hill.

I had no idea he was gay but he was married to a man named Tristan Kern de Gonzales (on valentines day 2025!)

They lived in San Antonio Texas where his family is from and he grew up. He was 59.

In Janurary 2025 his home was burned down which made news. It killed some of his beloved dogs. He didnt elaborate beyond he believed it was arson (gofundme is still up and i suggest donating to help his funeral costs and his husband

)

Now we know he and his husband had been threatened by several neighbors for being queer. They told pigs, pigs being pigs did nothing before or after it happened.

Yesterday Joss and his husband went to check their mailbox wherein they found one of their dogs skulls (statement from his husband

)

As they weeped and mourned in shock, a neighbor, Sigfredo Alvarez Ceja, came out and aimed at de Gonzales…but Hoss jumped in front of the bullet and was instantly killed.

Ceja, homophobia murdering coward, tried to take off but de Gonzales had called pigs who vaguely tried to do something. He was arrested and his bail set for $200k. Or as my sister said who the fuck sets bail for a murderer?

San Antonio.

De Gonzales is clearly mourning, posting pics on Hoss’ fb page. This one really struck me

This is why we need pride people, and not rainbow capitalism. Please donate to the gofundme and let san antonio cops knows what you think. De Gonzales said multiple neighbors had threatened them…id like to see those people investigated for arson.

Go into pride with rage and knowing. Have joy, kiss puppies, dont bow to homophobes. And maybe enjoy a little king of the hill.

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I don’t know how to embed a video on here, but this quote so poetically explained a concept I couldn’t put into words.

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wikipedia no longer being anywhere near the top of search results when looking up anything feels eviscerating

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I can't believe I didn't register this bit of your bio till now but you're a Voiceplay fan?? My Mom is like a superfan of theirs on the Patreon page and has been trying to convert me lol. Idk if this is weird but I think you guys might get along?

duuuude i'm on their Patreon too! i just lurk though, so she wouldn't have seen me post lol. it isn't so all-consuming for me right now (about a year ago it was actually kinda difficult for me to listen to anything else), but yes i LOVE Voiceplay.

i actually just went and checked the patreon for the first time in a while because of your ask, and.... aaaaaaaaaaaaAAAAAAAAA

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All of our Lives is out!

Download on my website

The book is available for free, as pdf or epub. As always, the epub contains image descriptions for the illustrations, the pdf does not.

Genre: Cozy dark fantasy Approx. Length: 120.000 words Content warnings: Graphic depictions of violence and rape, sepsis and emergency surgery, minor self-harm, as well as all the unpleasantries implied by the blurb

How far are they willing to go to finally be free?

As children, Ross and Irina were inseparable—rich and poor, nerd and dreamer, the disabled youngest son and the maid’s daughter ordered to assist him with his daily tasks. Now that they are grown up, his hopes of moving out and taking her away from his cold-hearted parents are shattered when she is arrested after killing his brother.

Half a year later, he is kidnapped for a ransom he knows won't be paid, and in the derelict building where the bandits leave him to die, he discovers a terrified, emaciated figure. Irina is alive; barely. Months of isolation and abuse have changed her, but Ross refuses to lose her again. If that means staying by her side while she embarks on a bloody path of revenge, so be it.

Art, moodboard, detailed warnings and more in the WIP intro.

A small note regarding the rape and surgery warnings, if that's a concern. Contains spoilers.

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Dead Roots, Dark Water Ch 29

It was… strange. Strange to be climbing a cliff with Daxter, so much like when they were kids. To be so much stronger and so much weaker than he’d been back then. Back home. Sandover had always been their home—all of theirs. Home was the place where you grew up, the place you knew best, where everyone else knew you—wasn’t it? But Keira didn’t feel that way. She needed her home to be more than just familiar, more than Sandover. She needed to feel appreciated, like she belonged. She needed the things she did, the goals she accomplished, to mean something. None of that was new, really—they’d known, that day on Outlook Rock, that Keira was going to be more than them, more than Sandover. He just hadn’t thought that’d meant her home had to be more, too. As the burning spread through his muscles, down his arm and across his back, the ground below dropped further and further away and he searched for a single time he’d felt for Sandover what Keira felt for Haven. He was halfway up the cliff, his arm shaking and sweat carving a stinging line down his spine, before he admitted that he couldn’t find one. Not with Sandover, not with Haven. …Did that mean Sandover wasn’t really his home, either? But if Sandover wasn’t home, and Haven wasn’t home, where was it? Was there still a home for him somewhere? Did people like Jak have homes? Had he ever had one? A plant’s roots are its anchor and its lifeline, keeping it nourished and healthy and safe. But when infection or disease sets in, when the roots rot and wither and die— His grip faltered; the rope slipped.

Chapter 29 of Dead Roots, Dark Water is LIVE on Ao3!

DRDW taglist (ask to be added or removed): @sam-glade, @televisionjester, @surroundedbypearls, @rivenantiqnerd

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Dead Roots, Dark Water Ch 29

It was… strange. Strange to be climbing a cliff with Daxter, so much like when they were kids. To be so much stronger and so much weaker than he’d been back then. Back home. Sandover had always been their home—all of theirs. Home was the place where you grew up, the place you knew best, where everyone else knew you—wasn’t it? But Keira didn’t feel that way. She needed her home to be more than just familiar, more than Sandover. She needed to feel appreciated, like she belonged. She needed the things she did, the goals she accomplished, to mean something. None of that was new, really—they’d known, that day on Outlook Rock, that Keira was going to be more than them, more than Sandover. He just hadn’t thought that’d meant her home had to be more, too. As the burning spread through his muscles, down his arm and across his back, the ground below dropped further and further away and he searched for a single time he’d felt for Sandover what Keira felt for Haven. He was halfway up the cliff, his arm shaking and sweat carving a stinging line down his spine, before he admitted that he couldn’t find one. Not with Sandover, not with Haven. …Did that mean Sandover wasn’t really his home, either? But if Sandover wasn’t home, and Haven wasn’t home, where was it? Was there still a home for him somewhere? Did people like Jak have homes? Had he ever had one? A plant’s roots are its anchor and its lifeline, keeping it nourished and healthy and safe. But when infection or disease sets in, when the roots rot and wither and die— His grip faltered; the rope slipped.

Chapter 29 of Dead Roots, Dark Water is LIVE on Ao3!

DRDW taglist (ask to be added or removed): @sam-glade, @televisionjester, @surroundedbypearls, @rivenantiqnerd

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Writing Share tag

Filling out an old but still good tag from the wonderful @tabswrites -- thank you!! Ate a whole Greek salad for lunch today and added to my Bent Nails WIP...

The first time Michael had ever had blood drawn at the doctor’s, he’d been about twelve, he figured. He remembered his mom sitting across from him, her purse on her lap, a reassuring smile on her face. He remembered the man with the blue plastic gloves who’d introduced himself as the phlebotomist, and he’d said the word like he was used to people looking at him as though he had two heads: phle-bot-omist. “Which means he’s trained to take blood,” Michael’s mom had said. “Isn’t that a neat job.” Michael knew some people were afraid of needles. He knew some people liked watching, fascinated morbidly by body parts and anatomy. He wasn’t sure which he was, so he found himself looking over his other shoulder and answering the questions the handsome phlebotomist asked him from his blood-drawing shoulder, feeling acutely as his sleeve was pushed up and the proper area was swabbed with an alcoholic wipe. When faced with an unclear outcome, Michael’s instinct was to look away.

Passing the tag to @space-writes @sarandipitywrites @reneesbooks @revenantlore @awritingcaitlin @eccaiia and anyone else who'd like to share something! 🎉

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First and Last Lines Tag

Thanks for tagging me @chauceryfairytales!

First line:

Finlay hurried back to the common room with his heart thundering in his chest. Edwin had warned him that war was on the horizon, but he had never imagined a political discussion could be so aggressive. He had expected stuffy rooms and stuffier language—not bared teeth and snarled insults.

Last line:

The fragile conviction Finlay had pieced together from the shattered fragments of his love burst, and he ducked his chin, and started to sob.

I'll tag @talesofsorrowandofruin, @gwens-fiction, @finickyfelix, and open tag as always!

Steampunk dragons taglist (let me know if you want to be added or removed!): @sarandipitywrites, @space-writes, @melpomene-grey

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Ok folks!!!

I was mentally exhausted and defaulting to shitposts for the majority of this year so far, but NOW I just finished outlining an entire trilogy of novels in under three weeks and I'm still on that hyperfocus dopamine high, so by Hell or high water I am gonna post about that new WIP and tag everyone I "know" on here.

If it's bothering you and you want to stop being tagged, lmk and I'll do that.

Without further ado, lemme introduce . . . . .

The Aloryn Saga!!!

I'm not sure I should call it a saga fr yet bc it's only a trilogy, but I am loosely planning more novels set in the extended world so what the hell.

It's gonna be YA, although probably on the younger end of that spectrum.

It's centered around two teenage sisters, Lyssa and Hecate "Cate" Williams. They're both autistic, although Cate is way higher-masking because oldest daughter trauma type shit. Their parents are, uh, not the greatest. A primary example of this is the fact that they made a deal with a rogue goddess so they could have kids in the first place, the deal being "get as many as you want but give the first one back to me at 16".

So on Cate's 16th birthday, Taz the goddess shows up demanding custody of "her" kid.

Lyssa, trying to save her sister and also not really thinking it through, pulls a Katniss and tells Taz to take her back to her magical home world (Aloryn) instead. She wasn't expecting Taz to take better care of her than her birth parents ever did, teach her magic and give her new friends/siblings in the form of the other outcast kids Taz already took in. But hey, she's not complaining.

Cate following them and trying to rescue Lyssa over her objections is definitely a problem, though. Especially when she joins up with Aloryn's secret police to do it.

I'm gonna start on first drafts as soon as I can get my broken laptop fixed 😭

Or maybe I'll just use my little sister's 🤔 we'll see lol.

Character arts under the cut!!

Probably gonna follow this post up with the world map I made in a lil while, then character intros and alignment memes bc I adore making those.

See ya then!

@books4evermorr @somethingclevermahogony @sarandipitywrites @mundanemoongirl @morgannotlefay @patternwelded-quill @mk-writes-stuff @leahnardo-da-veggie

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last line tag

tagged by @zmwrites, thank you! continuing with revisions on A Question of Trust, i have these lines for you today, ft the boys being awkward dumbasses. guys, you’ve been hooking up for over half a decade ;;_;;

(in their defence, they've only been together-together for about ten days at this point)

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“Go and recover the rest of your clothes. Then we will speak with Master Fellbranch, and—have you had breakfast yet?” “Not properly.” “Then afterwards we shall acquire some.” Rizeth hesitated—only minutely, but Ashenivir caught it, and almost had time to worry, before he continued; “On the beach, if you are agreeable to such a venture.” “Like a date?” The words came out before he could stop them. Behind him, he was sure he heard Xalin smother a giggle. If Rizeth could see her laughing, he paid it no mind. “Quite so,” he said.

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no-pressure tagging @sarandipitywrites @rhikasa @viscerawrites and @talesfromaurea

Obedience taglist: @foxboyclit @belovedviolence @thegreatobsesso @notwritinganyflufftoday @exeiguess (ask to be +/-)

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Last Line Tag

Tag by @space-writes. I'm actually beginning some work on Want Does Not Equal Need, so here's some prologue!

"Waitwaitwaitwait-!" If she destroyed that, then Blu could never fly again! They couldn't escape! They-

Azalea didn't wait. She dropped Blu's cloak into the fire.

The minute the feathers began to burn, Blu felt fire dig into their soul.

I'll tag, with no pressure, @ettawritesnstudies, @tabswrites, @sarandipitywrites, @ashen-crest, and whoever else wants to play!

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1 to 5 WIP tag

Thanks for the tag @illarian-rambling @theeccentricraven

Answer these questions about one of your WIPs

1 word to describe your WIP-

Layered

2 lines that are your favorite-

“You may not have my blood, but you are family.”

Let them stare, he [Fen] thought.

3 songs from your WIP/ OC playlist-

The Road Goes Ever On (Tolkien)

May It Be (Enya)

Defying Gravity (from Wicked)

4 feelings from/about your characters-

Excitement, nervousness, loyalty, determination

5 tropes featured-

Found family, reluctant leader, self-discovery, coming of age, nature v. nurture

Tagging @agirlandherquill @kaeru483 @i-do-anything-but-write @moltenwrites @tildeathiwillwrite

@revenantlore @ahordeofwasps @dyrewrites @sarandipitywrites @jay-avian and open tag

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Nine Lines Nine People Tag

Thanks for tagging me, @space-writes and @winterandwords! :D

Here's an excerpt from Like Snow on Hungry Graves:

There were many things Konstantine could say. Not even he knew which of them he was going to say until he spoke. And the words that came out of his mouth were, "What do you mean, then you died?" Rusudan's pleading expression switched to a disgruntled one in the blink of an eye. "That's what you paid attention to?" "It's a rather important detail!" It did explain an awful lot, though. Like why Konstantine had been utterly unable to hear Rusudan's heartbeat. He had puzzled over it while he lay awake at night, before finally reaching the unsatisfactory conclusion that she must — for reasons that no doubt made sense to her — be using a spell to prevent him hearing it. "All right," Rusudan said, letting go of his hand. In the same moment she seemed to realise that she wasn't a knight swearing eternal love, he wasn't a blushing maiden accepting her devotion, and kneeling in front of him made her look ridiculous rather than romantic. She got up and dusted off her trousers with a studied air of nonchalance.

Tagging @akindofmagictoo, @zmwrites, @eccaiia, @sarandipitywrites, @tabswrites, and anyone else who wants to do this! :D

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Who Said It Tag

Thanks for tagging me @space-writes!

Rules: Drop a random line of dialogue and make a poll so people can guess which of your characters said it.

'I may be suicidal, but I'm not stupid.'

I'll tag @starbuds-and-rosedust, @melpomene-grey, @rjcopeseethemald, and open tag as always!

Steampunk dragons taglist (let me know if you want to be added or removed!): @sarandipitywrites, @space-writes, @melpomene-grey

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✍🏼 1 to 5 tag

Thanks to @theeccentricraven for the tag!

📝 Follow the prompts, change one if you like, and tell the lovely world of writeblr a little something about your WIP!

Answering for Name From Nowhere...

ONE word to describe your WIP

Revenge

TWO favourite lines

“You look like you piss in people’s coffee for fun.”

and

Spiders’ legs operate on a system of hydraulics, fluid balanced by springs. When a spider dies, its legs curl up. And my hands are fists. Creases in paper, scars and machines.

THREE tropes featured

Found (crime) family Platonic soulmates Gen X cyberpunk comfort aesthetic

FOUR songs from your WIP/OC playlist

Good Girls by CHVRCHES King by Florence + The Machine Anti-repressant by R0RY Fall Back by Nova Rockafeller

FIVE feelings from/about your characters

Fear Denial Desperation Determination Righteous anger

Tagging @rookitowrites, @sarandipitywrites, @sergeantnarwhalwrites and @somethingclevermahogony if you'd like to do it, with an open tag for anyone else who wants to join in 🩷

Reblogs, replies etc on my tag posts are always welcome, but if you're doing this tag yourself, please make your own post instead of using mine to start a reblog chain.