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Ezra Arndt
@arndtezra.bsky.social
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They/them/theirs.
A queer polyam creator of spicy dark fiction, poetry, and audio dramas.
More info and links to my work here: ezraarndt.carrd.co
Lit mag stuff here: @letterstothegods.bsky.social
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Meet Freya.
My tuxedo domestic long haired cat shrimping.
November 11, 2025 at 6:21 AM
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I'm going on a much-needed social media/marketing break until 2026 because I am, DRAINED (and there's no vampire in sight, which seems rude of the universe). I'll be active on Discord (my comfort platform). If you'd like to stay connected, hit me up on there.

My Discord username is: ezraarndtwrites
ALT TEXT: A screenshot of my Discord profile information and the following text: Going on social media/marketing hiatus until the new year (2026). Feel free to hit up my Discord or DMs if you have any questions or want to stay in contact.
November 7, 2025 at 11:10 PM
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Absolutely no body horror or trauma occurs in the Lost Gods universe. No, nope. None at all.
A dark background of pomegranate seeds with the following texts: "He couldn’t help it. Her cries were better than the sweetest symphony in his ears. So the next time Alexis’s body enveloped him, with his REDACTED as deep as it should’ve been, the rest of his member shot inward. Spiraling deeper into her body and snaking past her cervix, and brushing the interior of her womb. It throbbed, the hidden tendrils of sensitive muscle and flesh disguised as a part of his REDACTED tugged at her body. She babbled something along the lines of what the eff and stop as Daniel’s tiny tendrils held her folds open for smoother, better access. A handful of them poked and prodded and played with her REDACTED until she wept." And: "“Eff you,” he hissed half-heartedly. Mal smirked and tightened the bandage. “Raw.” “Whitcliff.”"
November 7, 2025 at 2:35 AM
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Stay spooky.
A photo of Ezra as a gothic clown.
October 31, 2025 at 7:16 PM
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I cheated (it's more than three lines) but I had fun writing this bit from the villain love interest's POV in the second Lost Gods book.
Things had changed with why he was determined to keep Mal on his side. There was something else going on. It wasn’t love. It was probably just his previous-to-them-hooking-up hole-deprived c*ck making his head fuzzy around her. Her fingertips brushed against his sweat-damp white short-sleeved shirt. Colin shivered at the welcome physical contact.
October 30, 2025 at 1:45 AM
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Said "stuff and things."
#0XX: Eat Your Abusers. Of vulnerability, recovery, and devouring the object of your obsession and torment.
October 29, 2025 at 3:12 AM
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Want to help an indie author (me) celebrate their new release (and afford them and their cat’s meds)? Feel free to purchase some ebooks for pay-what-you-will on my Payhip!

E-books at payhip.com/ezraarndtwri...
October 22, 2025 at 6:32 PM
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Meet Cannibal Candy, a gothic horrormance/dark academia about an angry ex-dancer escaping an unending holy war, hidden identities threatened to be revealed by a priest, and a sunshine-y people-eater who longs to be seen.
A gothic aesthetic over a dimmed background of pomegranate seeds with the following text: "You said you'd follow me into the depths of hell? Let's go deeper in, then."
August 13, 2025 at 2:17 PM
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I kinda went crazy and put all the stickers I got from your shop on a third of my laptop.
A bunch of stickers by various artists.
June 18, 2025 at 4:44 AM
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I've got a secret. 🌈📚💙👀🪐 #teaser #queerAdultSFF
A piece of parchment in a golden frame and golden butterflies with the text "Wonder what this could be?"
March 16, 2025 at 2:25 PM
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Here comes Epsilon Nine, the second book in the Twin Suns duology by @olivejkelley.bsky.social! I can't wait to get my goblin hands on a copy of this book on 6.10.25 to join the first one on my bookshelf. Art by honeyed.pines on Insta.
The cover of Epsilon Nine features Juno, a trans woman with white skin, brown eyes, and dyed green hair that is brown at the roots. She is wearing a black bomber jacket, two chokers, and a grey t-shirt, and she has her left arm crossed over her chest, holding her shoulder. Over her right shoulder is a silhouette of a blonde woman with a long braid highlighted by a pink and orange sun. The background is black with purple galaxy in an oblong oval, decorated with three planets, one in the colors of the trans flag, one brown, and the other green, and two small moons. There is a sticker on the top right that says 'Twin Suns Duology, Book Two' and at the bottom of the cover it says Olive J. Kelley in neon purple text.
March 10, 2025 at 2:58 PM
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Re: my last post. I would like to introduce you all to Cannibal Candy, the gothic romance that launched my journey into writing gothic and people-eating-people lit. More info about the project here: www.instagram.com/p/DG4MMjrgYee/
ALT TEXT: A series of short descriptors surrounding an aesthetic of swords, corpses, blood, and hooded figures. The descriptors are as follows: "A trans-M/M/M Adult dark academia about a secret society of necromancers in a world with a holy war raging in the background. A mysterious benefactor who offers Dobroslav admission to a near-mystical university in trade for his family to move to a safe location away from the warfront... all Dobroslav has to do is keep their gender-assaigned-at-birth a secret. A sunshine-y teacher’s assistant who befriends Dobroslav and is elbow-deep in ghost-summoning secret society activity with a cannibalistic secret of his own. An old flame appears in the form of a man of the cloth who is determined to have Dobroslav again... no matter what he wants. Spied on during illicit spicy times in a confessional and coerced into being the witness’s servant for the rest of the school year, only as the semester comes to an end to realize they don’t want this dynamic to end. Holiday parties bursting with bloody feasting, aphrodisiacs, and uninhibited debauchery. Hunters from the church determined to blot out all magickal-activities to keep living soldiers on the front and the war-machine going to bring about more followers and profit for the church. Living necromancers with the goal of summoning a lich to create longer-lasting ghostly soldiers to end the war once and for all... and for their own personal gain."
March 7, 2025 at 12:53 AM
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Stolen from @marsadler.bsky.social
Dead Dove Asks. 1 like=1 answer.
February 28, 2025 at 10:17 PM
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For $8 USD, you can get a physical copy of Awakened Darkness, Lost Gods Book I, signed and annotated from Itch/io. Snatch a one soon because there is limited stock. This batch is only available for US shipping only, but keep an eye out for future updates. arndtezra.itch.io/awakened-dar...
Awakened Darkness: For $4.00 USD less than Amazon, you can get the first book in the Lost Gods series signed and annotated from the Itch.io book page (link in description). Be sure to snatch a copy soon because there is limited stock at the current price of $8.00 USD. This current batch is only available for US shipping only, but keep an eye out for future updates (as I know I have readers outside of the United States).
February 26, 2025 at 2:46 AM
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"When we kissed she tasted bitter, and I wanted to drown in that bitterness."

As the call for auditions for the roles of Minthe, Persephone, and Hades are up on Instagram and here, I thought it would be cool to share a small snippet from the podcast script.
February 16, 2025 at 7:35 PM
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10 (actually 10 now). Stopping now with a snippet from my mad attempt at comptemporary realistic fiction.
The hairs on the back of her neck were still standing up. Hyper-aware that someone was still watching them, seeing what they’d do—if she’d be rejected, Madeline pressed her lips against his.
November 27, 2024 at 1:33 AM
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11. This, dear reader, is one of the many lies in my vampiric trans Messiah/cannibalistic sex worker Mary Magdalene WIP rewrite.
Evžen Ševčík was by all counts a good man.
November 27, 2024 at 1:15 AM
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10. Meet two out of the four characters in the Lost Gods series that deserve so much more than I give them.
“Cutting it kinda close, huh?” Matthew’s voice was quiet but the words were as sharp as the fangs Anna had for canines. “Bet you expected us to drop everything, put ourselves at risk, and just be waiting for you, oh Saint Anna?”
November 27, 2024 at 1:15 AM
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7. A little look into my almost secret angel/merfolk WIP.
As the archangel of peace blacked out, they were met with an exploding pain in their head as their eyes were scraped from their skull. May His name be blessed.
November 26, 2024 at 12:27 PM
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6. Another bit of a different poem I haven't published yet.
Achilles isn’t dreaming. He’s sleeping the sleep of dead saints, the fiery death of martyrs and witches.
November 26, 2024 at 12:22 PM
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5. A small section of some angry poetry I wrote awhile back.
You will never be able to claim that I’m yours. Yes, you were crucial to my birth, but the human body is reborn every seven years. A new form, a new flesh. A resurrection of sorts. I may share your face but our blood does not run the same.
November 26, 2024 at 12:22 PM
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4. Another podcast script, this time an Alice's Adventures in Wonderland reimagining slasher/romance.
EVIE: A person with the tongue of a poet, the eyes of a silent film movie star, and the touch of a priest anointing their god's feet was the one to take my tenth life. I was foolish walking home through the woods after the party—a party I shouldn't even have gone to—and was practically asking to be murdered by not asking my roommate to go with me. But she was having a good time with friends who were more hers than mine, and I wasn't that drunk.
November 26, 2024 at 12:18 PM
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3. A look into one of my many spur-of-the-moment unfinished short stories.
They swore too loudly when they stumbled into a patch of nettles. “Carina, honey, it’s time to join the others.” Fuck that. They pushed forward through the stinging plants and the gnarled branches that created a natural wall around the edge of the woods. No one went inside without meaning to and no one besides them meant to.
November 26, 2024 at 12:18 PM
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2. A snippet from one of my least talked about projects about demonic possession, recovering/relapsing cannibals, and priests behaving badly.
Zaven’s lips formed a tight line as his body blossomed with desire. He could feel the weight of the priest’s shadow wrapping around him, circling him like an anaconda. Deliver me from this wretched evil that dwells inside of me.
November 26, 2024 at 12:18 PM
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1. One of my favorite lines from the first episode of my Minthe-apologist audio drama/fiction podcast script.
This act of defiance against you, burning the closest thing to a crown you’ll ever give me, is anything but pithy. But I have to keep trying to break free from you. Even if it never works.
November 26, 2024 at 12:18 PM