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Jules ⚔️🥀⏳🐉
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disabled latine lesbian writer 🇧🇷🏳️‍⚧️
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Spent the morning walking around my city to decide where my characters will go (WIP is a dark academia set in Brazil)
four capybaras resting on a park on a cloudy day.
November 23, 2025 at 1:28 PM
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new story means new notebook
November 19, 2025 at 2:32 AM
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WHEN TIME RUNS OUT OF DEATH

🥀 Stone Butch-Femme lesbians

🥀 Chronically-ill MC

🥀 Pain Magic

🥀 If you are intolerable then I shall tolerate you

🥀 Angsty love confession

🥀 The unseen complexities of chronic pain

🥀 Tenderness vs. Rot

#A #RF #Q #questpit #LGBT #OwnVoices
A burgundy background with the texture of velvet and engravings of roses. A guide to WHEN TIME RUNS OUT OF DEATH, a queer gothic romantasy. A burgundy background with the texture of velvet and engravings of roses. The pitch in the middle: In a world where power is in the mastery of pain, a disabled healer survives devouring agonized souls; every day, she reaps despair and revels in the shadows she casts from it-until one night, she is caught wielding forbidden magic by a prince and his knight, putting her life and anonymity at risk. Faced with no option but death, she joins the dangerous quest to cure the eerie wraith-infected land from the Omen-Chaos. A burgundy background with the texture of velvet and rose engravings. Atop paper cutouts, five snippets. "She wasn't clean. She breathed wet, sloppy sounds instead of whispers. Her hunger was never tended to before it began aching. The ground never caught her when she slipped. She bloomed in the dirt, with the world pressing her harder till her mouth was filled with worms and waste. There was no moving on only running away." "No one realized how far she had drifted off humanity before it was impossible to return. By that point, Cora's inconvenience was louder than her suffering." "They spoke of safety as if it was certain. As if this delicate, ephemeral thing made of whispers and spider's web could last. It would not. Safety has dirt on its face, blood on its knuckles. Skin hangs from its nails." "Cora wanted to know if the blood on her teeth had coagulated enough to become a poem or how much longer she would have to wait." "I do not come from the same soil people grow life in, Jamie. I will never exhale life on your tongue." A burgundy background with the texture of velvet and flower engravings. Atop it, on various frames to mimic torn paper, pictures of a pomegranate, two hands reaching for each other underwater, a woman with eyes closed and tears running down her face, a knight offering their arm to a maiden.
November 5, 2025 at 2:10 PM
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WHEN TIME RUNS OUT OF DEATH

⚔️ Adult Gothic Romantasy
⚔️ Pain Magic
⚔️ Stone Butch & High Femme Lesbians
⚔️ Fibromyalgia & CFS Rep
⚔️ Gloomy quest
⚔️ Disability grief

#A #RF #Q #LGBT #OwnVoices #questpit
A collage with blue-grey background. Pictures of black curly hair, pomegranate, a woman floating in the water with white roses on her chest, an ouroboros with a sword through it, wet thorns, a woman kneeling beside a lake, hazel eyes (a mixture of blue, green and brown hues.) On a red rectangle in the right portion of the collage, the name of my main character, Cordelia Ivy Ashwood, and her craft—the healer. Below it, five columns with red shades, from bright to burgundy. A collage with blue-grey background. Pictures of a crown against the moon, a knight’s armour, a hand gripping a sword, a knight offering an arm to a maiden, dark brown eyes partly covered by a frown, playing cards, books. On a dark orange rectangle in the right portion of the collage, the name of the love interest of my main character, Caspian James Lestrange and their craft—the knight. Below it, five columns with orange shades, from bright to almost red. A snippet of When Time Runs Out of Death: “You hurt. I know the pain is always present, and I cannot begin to imagine how much. When it gets to a point, you wield yourself like a sword. You turn yourself into a weapon because blades do not falter. You hurt others in retribution for what you need to withstand. I’ve seen it— I see you, Cora. And I am not going to let you throw me aside like you do with Moira.” Jamie crossed their arms in front of their chest. Bit the insides of their cheeks. “You cannot get past my armor. I will not let it.”
November 5, 2025 at 10:04 AM
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A tale of subtle horror and butch-femme lesbian romance, with meditations on the grief that accompanies chronic illness and tenderness as the ultimate form of resistance.

#A #RF #G #Q #LGBT #OwnVoices #questpit
A dark gray background with "Adult Gothic Romance" in the upper left corner. Four pictures are ligned at the top; a kiss in the dark, a foggy river, a person drowning, a knight's armor. At the center, the title of the book: "When Time Runs Out of Death". On the lower half, the themes of the story: the pitfalls of chronic pain; "is suffering meaningful when invisible?"; disability grief; the complexities of agony; tenderness vs. rot; community as resistance; the desperation to be understood; wealth inequality; transexuality; love as a boundless and radical act; the sacredness of the mundane. A dark gray background with the title of the book, When Time Runs Out of Death, in the upper portion. On the left side, three pictures aligned vertically: a black-and-white picture of a woman venturing in foggy woods, a woman wearing a white dress laying on the high grass, a woman with eyes closed and tears streaming down her face. In the middle, the ao3 tags designated for the story: cannibalism as a metaphor for all-consuming love, high femme/stone butch, (oh my god they were lesbians), the tenderness of a first kiss in the rain, so much gay ass yearning, all of the creepy gothic feels, apparently I enjoy devastating myself what can I say, “two-way crush” aka mutual pining, the mortifying ordeal of being known, and eye fucking of course, anti capitalism agenda, angst, butch…stone butch.
November 5, 2025 at 9:07 AM
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THE KNIGHT AND THE MOTH x DOWN COMES THE NIGHT x DO NOT GO GENTLE INTO THAT GOOD NIGHT x THE ARRIVAL

#RF #A #Q #LGBT #OwnVoices #questpit
A light blue background with the pitch of the book, When Time Runs Out of Death. “In a world where power is in the mastery of pain, a disabled healer survives devouring agonized souls; every day, she reaps despair and revels in the shadows she casts from it—until one day, she was caught wielding forbidden magic by a prince, putting her life and anonymity at risk.” A nine-square collage of pictures. On the left column, from top to bottom: black-and-white thorns, knight clad in armour, hand holding a sword. Middle column: two people kissing, but one is half-submerged in water; hands reaching for each other underwater; a couple dancing under the night sky. On the right column: a pomegranate with seeds splattered on a black surface, skulls, foggy and gloomy lake landscape.
November 5, 2025 at 4:01 AM
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This is how I write #questpit
A white table with an open macbook with a word document. Sitting behind it, a person with a red sweater is holding a cat with white fur and gray hues on the ears and face. The cat looks as if he has been caught doing something wrong.
November 4, 2025 at 11:39 PM
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I adore finding glimpses of past lives in thrifted books
The first page of the book The Persistent Desire, with a dedication that says: The Persistent Desire or a “near state of constant arousal”. Rachel, you’re the butch to this femme. In love and lust, Jaime. Christmas 2017
November 2, 2025 at 1:13 AM
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currently devouring A Study in Drowning
photo of book, A Study in Drowning. the cover is of a woman staring out a window with her back turned to a typewriter
October 30, 2025 at 3:54 PM
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🐍 WHEN TIME RUNS OUT OF DEATH⏳

In Twilight, pain is commonplace. The secret of power is in its mastery. But for Cora, power isn't sufficient. Not if she wants to escape from her body.

Inspired by Dylan Thomas’ Do Not Go Gentle into That Good Night.

#F #A #RF #G #Q #amquerying #GhostPit #LGBT
collage with the title: when time runs out of death. it includes pictures of a person drowning, a maiden and a knight, pomegranates, cut-out paper collage with pictures of a snake, a knight, a person drowning, misty forest, herbs, a maiden holding a dagger, ouroboros, two hands reaching for each other, thorns
October 30, 2025 at 3:50 PM
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LESBIAN TheKnightAndTheMoth as ao3 tags:

canon-typical eye fucking, internalized... something, being gay and depressed is hard, cannibalism as an expression of love & lust, she really needs a hug, they are lesbians and there is NOTHING YOU CAN DO ABOUT IT!!!
#RF #A #Q #GhostPit #LGBT #G
#amquerying
collage with gray background and pictures of a crow, an eye, thorns, shelf with herbs, a knight and a maiden, pomegranates, and foggy woods
October 30, 2025 at 12:08 PM
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BUTCH-FEMME x THE KNIGHT AND THE MOTH

In a realm where magic is wielded through pain, a disabled healer joins a quest to cure the wraith-infected land from the Omen, Chaos, as her grief threatens to destroy her.

🥀 butch knights
🥀 disability rep

#RF #A #Q #GhostPit #LGBT #G #amquerying
collage with red background and pictures of a pomegranate, a knight, a snake, thorns, a shelf of herbs, and an ouroboros. atop it, the name of the book: when time runs out of death
October 30, 2025 at 4:07 AM
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#RF #A #Q #amquerying #GhostPit
does it get more butch-femme than this?
a knight, clad in armor, is offering their arm and a maiden rests her own atop it
October 29, 2025 at 8:29 PM
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Intro post!

- born and raised in Brasil
- nonbinary lesbian
- I have a cat called Ghost (Fantasma)
- fantasy as a tool for dissecting society’s dominant narratives
- all my MCs are lesbians
- obsessed with depictions of grief
- savoury > sweet
- fmab and tma #1 fan

#writer #intro #writersky
person wearing a burgundy sweater and holding a white cat
October 29, 2025 at 1:44 PM
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as seen from my desk
a cat napping in front of a stack of books.
October 16, 2025 at 12:43 AM