valentine dagger

no Stardust update this upcoming weekend, by the way.

we've been doing DIY renovations for the last couple of months and they are, quite frankly, kicking my ass, so i'm going on vacation for a week. updates will resume 8/24.

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she star on my dust or whatever. idk, just read my novel, or don't readstardust.com/stardust%20l...

okay

Since they're attacking incest porn games with the idea that no one will defend incest porn, i will defend it. It is totally hot & moreover, people are allowed to fantasize about whatever depraved thing they want. Porn is a healthy outlet. Kiss my ass.

STARDATE! 7/20/29 STARDUST 2.9 readstardust.com

this week, the fool speaks readstardust.com/stardust%20l...

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you ever think about how social media or the internet and online habits as a whole enabled an ecosystem in which it's completely okay to be needlessly cruel to strangers ? i think about that a lot

Sci-Fi author: I created the Torment Nexus as a cautionary tale

Trans women: In my erotica series “The Agony Nucleus” I made the Torment Nexus a sexy allegory for my own personal struggles to get off cathartically to

writers, describe your ongoing WIP in the worst way possible

one girl's sister complex ruins the astral plane and jealous girlyaoi ensues, eventually resulting in the death of big oil. g-d is also there but only to make bitchy comments to the reader.

STARDATE! 7/6/25: STARDUST 2.7 readstardust.com

i continue to release chapters readstardust.com/stardust%20l...

legendary dril tweet that goes "This Whole Thing Smacks Of Gender," i holler as i overturn my uncle's barbeque grill and turn the 4th of July into the 4th of Shit

you know, they really did do this

a stylized collage graphic of a blue black hole over a pitch-black ocean. over it is superimposed an excerpt from Stardust: Salt-wind sang brilliantly over your skin as you stood on the shore of the sea—the sea! The Sea!—the pitch-black foaming rush that rose and fell in verses of rhythmic sea-song, lapping gaily at your feet and pooling in inky jettisons on the silver-glowing sand. You tilted your face back, your sweet, sharp, brand-new face, and in the blue-black sky overhead you saw more stars than you’d ever seen in your tiny, insignificant life. They spilled across the sky like God had spilled a glass, sent the galaxies tumbling through space in an overwhelming, dizzying rush. And the sea sang to you, songs of how it cradled you, held you when you were nothing more than a frenetic, burning molecule, hot and lonely in the vast emptiness of the universe. It sang to you of salt-life, water-life, the deep and black abyss where slow-growing things came to be, and you did not understand. You did not understand, so you took your hands—soft, brown, so very new—and fell to your knees, plunged your palms into cool sand that felt like moonlight against your skin. There, you wept.

hey if you like this excerpt you should read my webnovel readstardust.com
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ergot. innovative + experimental horror

very short. absolutely brilliant. must read.

An illustration with limited colors of a person standing in front of large windows looking up into a night sky. A shooting star is passing by.

Stardust ✨

A strange lone tower in a endless field of gray grass, lit low as if by a flashlight. The sky is pitch black and the tower seems to go up infinitely, swallowef up by the darkness

The Tower.

a stylized collage graphic of a blue black hole over a pitch-black ocean. over it is superimposed an excerpt from Stardust: Salt-wind sang brilliantly over your skin as you stood on the shore of the sea—the sea! The Sea!—the pitch-black foaming rush that rose and fell in verses of rhythmic sea-song, lapping gaily at your feet and pooling in inky jettisons on the silver-glowing sand. You tilted your face back, your sweet, sharp, brand-new face, and in the blue-black sky overhead you saw more stars than you’d ever seen in your tiny, insignificant life. They spilled across the sky like God had spilled a glass, sent the galaxies tumbling through space in an overwhelming, dizzying rush. And the sea sang to you, songs of how it cradled you, held you when you were nothing more than a frenetic, burning molecule, hot and lonely in the vast emptiness of the universe. It sang to you of salt-life, water-life, the deep and black abyss where slow-growing things came to be, and you did not understand. You did not understand, so you took your hands—soft, brown, so very new—and fell to your knees, plunged your palms into cool sand that felt like moonlight against your skin. There, you wept.

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Do you see the little red house?

6/29/2025: STARDUST 2.6 readstardust.com

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I consider all porn to be art, at this point.

Mushroom spore landing in my lungs: I eat?

My immune system: no not right now he’s still alive

Mushroom spore: ok i wait

STARDATE! 6/22/2025: STARDUST 2.5 readstardust.com

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A green duck puppet speaks into a megaphone next to a blue-haired puppet in a safety vest. Caption reads: “Attention, freaks. It’s me.”

this is what Posting feels like

yes, my father and i are dismally close in age

erotica and horror are two sides of the same coin, if you wish to write good horror, you must be willing to turn someone on, and if you want to write good porn, you must be willing to scare someone

probably mtv's the maxx or gunnerkrigg court

View Window “Well,” replied Nikki and bit down on a roasted cherry tomato. “I’m working on this one project. But it’s not for the faint of heart.” “Ominous,” Oliver said. “About what?” “It’s a series of interv…

Though it feels strange to be sharing this right now, art is what keeps us going in hard times. Because survival is not enough.

Anyway I have a new novelette up at @strangehorizons.bsky.social. It's called "View Window" and it's part of their 2026 fundraiser.

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"STARDUST" June caresses July's chin lovingly; July is blindfolded and holding two dueling sabers. June strokes the tip of one sword sensually.

In a near-future, post-alien-invasion United States, July—a psychotic bisexual soldier—and Cas—a sardonic, pretentious tactician—have spent their youth underground, raised by a conservative paramilitary group in the barricaded ruins of NYC’s subway tunnels. When a spaceship crashes in Jersey, they cross paths with Aston and Sage—key players in the Dusty invasion—and join forces in a doomed attempt to assassinate President Remus Taner. Once the assassination fails, all four are plunged into a hellish nightmare where the line between reality and dreaming blurs to the point of no return, politics intertwine with what can only be described as magic, and the stardust that chokes their atmosphere seems to have more significance than they knew. At the center of it all is June—July’s twin sister, presumed dead, now reappearing under the guardianship of the Secretary of State. She wants her sister back. By any means necessary.

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