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Zed Prospero
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Goat wrangler. Accidental businessman. ADHD. Bi/Demi. #BluePit host. I tweet about writing and a silly collision of Hell, business, and unlikely romance. (He/Him)
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#WIPSnips

You don't always need a crystal ball to be clairvoyant.

Virgil discusses the financial state of the gas station with the team.

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November 22, 2025 at 2:24 PM
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#Lovember

I had to dig this up to stitch it back in my edit.

The Voice of God's relationship to love is... complicated.

On Earth, he samples vices. Here he dances a waltz with Lord Satan as they plot.

As ever, his intention is... unclear.

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“Where does God bottle up his heartbreak? Where does his love go?” The Metatron spat the word like poison. “Out of all the cruelties visited on me, the worst is that he dares to share his fucking love. Of Lucifer. Of you, my little demon. Lucifer is not the only angel in Hell.” “Why do it then?” Lord Satan permitted the twirl as they danced. “You see not chains on my wrists. None around my throat. Yet I must.” The Metatron bowed as they ended the waltz. She stared hard at him and saw in his eyes a look she had never expected to see. Like a grandfather would give to a favorite child. “That was the most beautiful violence I’ve ever seen” Lord Satan said. “Elegant, cutting. A wound that will never heal.” The Metatron nodded. “I’m sorry.” “Don’t ever say that to me again.”
November 21, 2025 at 4:01 PM
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#WIPSnips

Virgil "trains" Blake as he starts at the gas station but after a few hours with no customers at all, he realizes he forgot how damn BORING mortal life is.

Not great when you have such visceral recurring nightmares you avoid sleep.

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November 21, 2025 at 3:18 PM
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Always a slightly terrifying feeling.
Gru Whiteboard Plan Meme: 1. Start Writing a Book 2. Finish Writing a Book 3. People Are Reading It 4. PEOPLE ARE READING IT (Staring at words in trepidation)
November 20, 2025 at 8:07 PM
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There's a real opportunity for bringing back Bobby Tables:
XKCD.com Comic Panel 1: A woman answers a telephone "Hi, this is your son's school. We're having some computer trouble." Panel 2: Mother says: "Oh dear, did he break something?" Person on phone says: "In a way - " Panel 3: Person on phones says: Did you really name your son *Robert + code that deletes a database table called Students* (I have summarized so BlueSky doesn't think I'm trying to do something shady)? Mother says: "Oh. Yes. Little Bobby Tables, we call him." Panel 4: Person on phone says: "Well, we've lost this year's student records. I hope you're happy." Mother says: "And I hope you've learned to sanitize your database inputs."
November 20, 2025 at 7:44 PM
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#WIPSnips

The Metatron comments on Lord Satan making an effort to save a... particular... musical instrument from a fire.

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November 20, 2025 at 3:44 PM
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I'm so glad you're interested! I'm sorry, I'm still working on it and I'm intending to try querying this one for a while.

But, in the meantime, here's an amazing bit of art I commissioned of Lucifer & Virgil too!
Lucifer, a curly haired blonde angel wearing a white dress shirt, white tie, and red suspenders, has his wings wrapped around Virgil, a businessman in a black suit, black shirt, and red tie. They face each other, Lucifer’s hands on Virgil’s shoulder and elbow, as Lucifer holds a lit lighter between them in the dark room, illuminating their faces.
November 19, 2025 at 5:59 PM
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#WIPSnips

While visiting a church (Only Laz avoids them, because the statues creep him out. He knew the guy, after all), Sergei realizes how much trouble Virgil is in.

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November 19, 2025 at 2:41 PM
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I have another novella, so have a cover reveal!

Life Before Blood

After the loss of his lover, R.M. Renfield goes to Transylvania. He expected to manage the Count’s affairs. Not have one.

☣️ Manipulative Romance
❤️‍🩹 Hurt/Comfort
🏳️‍🌈 Gay (M/M)
🌶️ Spicy

(I drew this cover!)

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Life Before Blood A daguerreotype of Count Dracula, a tall dark haired pale man with sharp teeth in a crushed velvet jacket with a high collar embracing R.M. Renfield, a shorter blond man in a tan tweed jacket. One of Dracula’s hands is upon his throat. Renfield is flustered, not scared. By Zeke Caliban
November 18, 2025 at 7:57 PM
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I had to go with "reverse" but "stratosphere" is in here. Canva is down, so doing this the old fashion way.

Virgil meets the successful accountants that are woefully unsuccessful coffee makers: the Bean Counters.

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“How long have you been open?” “Three months.” Virgil’s smile remained, like it was trained to. First customer in three months. “We do some bookkeeping, but coffee is our passion.” “You’re accountants?” “Literal bean counters.” Mason laughed. A woman emerged, a dark complexion with silver hair, and quite thin. Her face was a reflection of her husband’s enthusiasm, in that it was reversed. She was the anchor to reality that kept Mason from flying off into the stratosphere.
November 18, 2025 at 1:14 PM
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#WIPSnips

One of my favorite moments from the Metatron. Blake encounters him at a church, and they speak in a confessional.

A rare glimpse at his personality, but it's unclear (as ever) if it's really him or The Chairman speaking.

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November 17, 2025 at 3:31 PM
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I’m super happy with this. My version of Dracula. (He’s young from draining the brides before Renfield was sent.)

If you’d weren’t expecting Count Twink-ula, you probably haven’t read my erotica. 😅

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In a daguerreotype style, Count Dracula, a pale young man in an even jacket with the collar up, wearing a red and gold embroidered vest. He has messy long hair in a widows peak and red eyes.
November 17, 2025 at 2:56 AM
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I discovered a new Procreate brush that accounts for my shaky hands, so tried a new style.

Ramiel Michael (R.M.) Renfield from my prequel short-story… (dark romance?) about how he was seduced by Dracula.

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A drawing in the style of a Victorian daguerreotype. A pale younger man with pince-net, curly blonde hair and green eyes, wearing a Victorian frock coat, a gold vest and neck tie.
November 16, 2025 at 10:34 PM
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Virgil realizes that Lord Satan's pending impromptu "safety drill" means an imp he asked to do him a favor is almost certainly going to die.

So, after berating himself for deciding to run into a trap, he rushes to save him.

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November 16, 2025 at 3:44 PM
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Okay, for a first draft, I'm pretty damn proud of this.

Ramiel Michael Renfield (Stoker never said what R.M. stood for, so he gets two angel names) gets fed Turkish Delight by Count Dracula while they are snowed in.

The spiciest no-spice scene I've ever written.

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“No crowns in a storm, my Ramiel. Call me Vlad.” I joined my other hand to his own. To lower himself in status for me touched me to my very heart. He was a prince. I felt very unworthy of the honor but would not dare turn down his kindness. He raised a hand, keeping both mine in his other. He was cold. No wonder he sat so close to the fire. He raised a piece of sweet to my mouth and gestured with his eyes. I opened my mouth and, as he pressed it to my lips, I no longer felt any cold. Such a simple act yet done with such care. So intimate. “The first time, you must savor. I help. Do as I say.” He rubbed the sweet around my lip. The sweetness was intoxicating. The scent of roses filled me. I attempted a remark on the scent. He gave me a gentle disapproving look, and almost playful, pressed the sweet further into my mouth. Finally allowing it to touch my tongue, the flavor of rosewater burst on me. His smile was infectious, and I could feel myself growing giddy at his joy at seeing my pleasure. He nodded and I realized I was allowed to bite. It was light and chewy and cloying all at once. Like chewing sugar and rose petals, but something deeply sensuous about the experience was stirring a delight in my I could not place. I greedily devoured the last few bites and grew quite flush as I realized he was allowing me, encouraging me, to lick the sugar from his fingers. “It should not go to waste.” Vlad said, smiling. “My ancestors were hostages of the Ottoman court. We developed a fondness for this confection from Turkey-land. It is my pleasure to introduce you to it. Would you like another?” I nodded and felt a heat that had nothing to do with fire on my face as he raised another piece with his fingers and kept hold of my hands. He must have noticed me looking, as he released them then. “Apologies. You must learn to savor, my Ramiel.”
November 16, 2025 at 4:26 AM
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Virgil needs a lawyer and is offered Levi's best, a skeletal attorney named Merfyn Boehner.

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November 15, 2025 at 1:49 PM
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TW: Abuse, Sensory Deprivation, Claustrophobia

The most fucked up and unfunniest moment in my funny erotica.

Sky's vampire master was an abusive piece of shit, who is dead, but Sky still hears his voice in his head, reminding him.

Sky's only comfort was sensory stuff, so this is hell.

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How long was it, Sky? Sky shivered as he remembered a dull tingle cascading over his body. Three fucking days. Sky didn’t remember what he had done but the Master remembered what it did to him. Sky did not fear much, even after the Master turned him, but one thing above all others. To not feel. The Master never seemed to enjoy anything, not even hurting people. But he had enjoyed that discovery. Blindfold. Ear plugs. The numbing cream. Sky’s knees wobbled and he knelt on the floor. It took a barrel of it to fill the coffin. You screamed so pretty when I let you out. Sky’s stomach was in knots. Nothing came close to the terror of crawling out of that coffin and not feeling the air on his skin. He remembered weeping with joy when the pins and needles started, even though it felt like being bitten by fire ants all over his body for a week. Sky closed his eyes, ignoring their wetness, and squeezed himself tighter. He can’t hurt anyone. He can’t hurt me. I’m torturing myself.
November 14, 2025 at 7:47 PM
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#Novmember

I have 3, so here’s 60 seconds each.

Satan, Director of Infernal Resources, Lord of Violence

Cyrus Masters, Virgil’s old boss

Metatron, The Voice of God, Personal Assistant to The Chairman

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Lord Satan - Appears as an elderly woman with burning hair and eyes and needle teeth and where’s a red suit. Cyrus - Looks like a depressed older business man with glasses. Metatron, Voice of God - a nonplussed looking bearded older man in a vest smoking from a long cigarette holder.
November 14, 2025 at 3:50 PM
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Sergei discovers an old memory as he searches a junkyard with Blake for parts to restore the gas station sign.

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November 14, 2025 at 12:40 PM
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Aha! I did mine for the last month too! I expected there'd be a lot of overlap, and I was correct.

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November 14, 2025 at 12:10 AM
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#Bookvember

Terry Pratchett's biography. I read it shortly aftery father died of cancer.

I'm a bit less grumpy than Terry, but I saw a lot of similarities (it's the ADHD) and it was the first time I had ever thought: "I could be a writer."

It was a big help during a pretty shitty time.

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Cover of "Terry Pratchett: A Life In Footnotes"
November 13, 2025 at 9:57 PM
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A rough draft of a moment for my High Fantasy erotica WIP I'm planning.

Mim is a fairy. Arden is a new paladin who has taken a vow of chastity. He's in full plate armor and doesn't quite know how to take it off himself yet.

Mim is not kissing him on the mouth.

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“I know.” Mim said with relish. “But I haven’t. Don’t worry. I am not trying to make you break your vow.” The kissing resumed. “Just regret it.”
November 13, 2025 at 8:51 PM
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#AwesomeCharacters

Hel. They are directly responsible for some of the stuff that happens even in "Hell Is Work".

And Virgil gave them the idea.

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A mostly androgynous person, in green distressed denim, wearing a green and gold plague doctor's mask. Their hair is blonde tinged with green, swooping their right. They have one arm, on which they wear a bangle, rings, and bright green nail polish. They are flipping off the camera. The other arm is missing at the shoulder, covered slightly by a purple half-cape. On their hips, they wear a whip and a large keytar. The green jeans are torn, but the left leg features an armored knee cap with spikes. They are wearing strappy high heels with gold wings, the right foot has the same green nail polish and the left foot you can see the metal of the prosthetic leg beneath.
November 13, 2025 at 8:28 PM
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Virgil meets angels and demons, you think he’s never met Death itself?

No. He specifically avoids them.

But, to be polite, he inquires if he should call them “My Lord.”

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November 13, 2025 at 1:32 PM
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Lucifer's anxiety causes him to spill coffee on his shirt during a meeting. So, he decides to change... in front of Virgil.

While Virgil is ace, the thing that's wrecking him here is the look.

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November 12, 2025 at 3:42 PM