Writing Antigreen: archiveofourown.org/works/52571968
Also on Tumblr: tumblr.com/gremnoire
This is for Antigreen, my (ongoing!) web novel about a girlfailure barista who charms a strange eldritch entity after dropping acid.
@antiquedeuce.bsky.social did an amazing job!
archiveofourown.org/works/52571968
Overall, great story tho
Overall, great story tho
*Slowly fades away due to intrinsic rude existence* *leaving only a polite pile of yuriform sludge*
*Slowly fades away due to intrinsic rude existence* *leaving only a polite pile of yuriform sludge*
Gotta hope that the publishing precedes the burning, I suppose
Gotta hope that the publishing precedes the burning, I suppose
It'd be doomed yuri/ horror...
It'd be doomed yuri/ horror...
Art by notthatcera (Tumblr)
For my OCs, Calliope (puppet <3) and Esther (puppeteer)
(Read more about them here archiveofourown.org/works/52571968)
Art by notthatcera (Tumblr)
For my OCs, Calliope (puppet <3) and Esther (puppeteer)
(Read more about them here archiveofourown.org/works/52571968)
This is for Antigreen, my (ongoing!) web novel about a girlfailure barista who charms a strange eldritch entity after dropping acid.
@antiquedeuce.bsky.social did an amazing job!
archiveofourown.org/works/52571968
This is for Antigreen, my (ongoing!) web novel about a girlfailure barista who charms a strange eldritch entity after dropping acid.
@antiquedeuce.bsky.social did an amazing job!
archiveofourown.org/works/52571968
The game? Holy matrimony
The game? Holy matrimony
When people talk about the weight of embarrassment...
When people talk about the weight of embarrassment...
Happy TDOV from Calliope and E̵̠̊*̸̲̾*̶̨͆*̷̗̔*̵̠̆*̴̻̓! 🏳️⚧️
Happy TDOV from Calliope and E̵̠̊*̸̲̾*̶̨͆*̷̗̔*̵̠̆*̴̻̓! 🏳️⚧️
(Lovingly drawn by @ koinumilk on Tumblr)
(Lovingly drawn by @ koinumilk on Tumblr)
I just hope that my work will say Something
I just hope that my work will say Something
Most people will not read it. But someone will, and it will change something inside them.
Then they will write a book, wholly their own, but slightly indebted to your ideas.
And so on.
The chain never ends. There are echoes of you at the end of the world.
Most people will not read it. But someone will, and it will change something inside them.
Then they will write a book, wholly their own, but slightly indebted to your ideas.
And so on.
The chain never ends. There are echoes of you at the end of the world.