Queer Novelist, queer novels

Someone ought to tell them that they don't have to sit this close to one another

First summer gals duo of the batch is done, the Sour batch, and now onto the next 👀✨

Part 2 (Spicy batch)

Close ups under the cut

An idea I had for Blood of Eden propaganda/recruitment posters featuring some of our favorite guys - combo of digital-print cyberpunk graphic design style with oldschool Saturday Morning Post covers like you'd see Leyendecker paintings on

I was gonna post these ahead of tabling at a small con and selling prints of them but ended up not tabling because turns out grad school is hard

Cyberpunk 2077 Tarot.

There's also the other stuff here!

If you feel this like, inviolate respect for women and deep, primal terror that your male sexuality is inherently predatory and invasive and that you should just be as quietly nonthreatening as possible for the continued privilege of being around them instead of having to either be alone or hang out with other boys: you're probably a girl. Like, probably in the way that 99.9999~ is "probable".

The fact I hung out with TWO lesbians who I was deeply regretful I'd never be able to get to date, how pretty I thought their non-feminine gender presentations were, the way I held desperately onto the nail polish a girl had put on my nails during a school event for as long as I possibly could - the way I had been the only "boy" to ask her to do it.

The way I felt fundamentally vulnerable and afraid whenever I was in the boy's changing room, idling and freezing up until they started to trickle out and I could quickly change and be the last one out the door.