Braden Liatris

@anthocene.com

I am a falling star of consciousness caught in an electric net and swallowed by an undulating bag of water and bones. https://anthocene.com

Reposting for the morning crowd. Seriously, get on this one: it's probably the warmest, gooiest loving you'll see from me all season—and it might even make you cry happy tears! It's a big, sexy bear hug to all my fellow queers: the trans ones, the bisexual ones, the ace ones, and more.

Braden Liatris@anthocene.com · 2w ago

Fans of "Let It Rain" rejoice: Roh and Priya have returned and this time they're looking to put on a different kind of show. "Breakaway" is a genderqueer short story that features forced exhibition and TF/F/F/M group sex. bradenliatris.itch.io/breakaway

Sex and sexuality are not unvirtuous or unrespectable. Whether or not someone might masturbate to your work or be horny about it, whether or not it describes and discusses sex, these are not artistic failings or demerits - and "erotica" itself, genuinely, is NOT a dirty word.

Get this. It is just the right amount of skin-crawlingly grimy and heart-shatteringly lovely to linger long after you’re finished with it. (And you don’t know how happy I am to see that “1 of…?” appended there.)

Rien Joyce@rienjoyce.bsky.social · 4w ago

Cover reveal and pre-orders are open for FLESH, my queer erotic horror novella about a man who'd rather get hunted by the Fae than go to therapy. Cover by @welldipper.bsky.social Typesetting done by myself Pre-order direct Ebook or Paperback! payhip.com/RienWrites #spookyseason #booksky

A black and white illustration of a horned hunter riding a unicorn with a bow pointed at a man on the ground in a leather jacket. The moon is behind the hunter, and a frame of celtic knotwork and hounds frames the art. FLESH: Flesh and Blood 1 by Rien Joyce

i should clarify, when i write people doing bad things, it's because i am bad. they are me. more importantly, when you read about those bad things, they also become you. that's how story works. in fact, you are going to think about murder before this skeet ends. how's that feel, sicko.