Silence can be the dirtiest word.

https://thefleshmargins.substack.com

Relics and Ruins

Ruins prove that everything built once mattered. Relics are the lies we tell ourselves about what’s worth keeping.

Learn the Art of Writing Fiction
https://theartofwritingfiction.substack.com/

Next time I pass out drunk around sailors, I’m wearing a chastity cage, swim goggles, and permanent marker brows.

https://thegigglepit.substack.com/p/hazed

My toxic trait is saying “quick question” and then having seventeen.

Barney Farnham

https://thegigglepit.substack.com

There were rumours of a circle.
No professors, no grades, no laughter in the margins.
Only a room after dark, a rug on the floor, and the rule that everyone must take their turn.

https://thepleasureindex.substack.com/p/naked-with-intent

Outside waits Eidolon, his car, his keeper, his mouth of chrome and leather. By the time you see the truth, it is already too late.
He is gone, carried off by her humming engine to the next dark room, the next unspoken desire.

https://thepleasuretrove.substack.com/p/litany-for-a-borrowed-vow

Read Receipts
A story told one bubble at a time.

6. The Quiet Sunday
Sometimes the cure is being seen without fixing a thing. Love sits between the words.

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Dungeons & Dragons, Gateway to Satan

https://thegigglepit.substack.com/p/dungeons-and-dragons

From newspaper column to TV, Tales builds a city of chosen family. Less shock, more community. Some stations pull it, others lean in. Primetime fills with queer domestic life. Serial form proves it can hold a whole neighbourhood.

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🕯️ Possession, reflection kink, divine voyeurism, and god-touch
🔪Body horror meets body worship
👁️MMF throuple turned ritual offering
🌑Cult devotion, blackout sex, altar moaning, and
🙏 The god who watches everything
🩸 This isn’t erotica. It’s invocation.

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A storm, a cell, a look that changes everything. Jesse arrives ready to serve time, then learns he is there to serve two men who will unmake him and make him again.

https://thepleasureindex.substack.com/p/quiet-gravity

I rub the stone until the heat arrives. Becoming is friction, not fate. I spark on purpose.

https://amanofsubstance.com

The Darkroom is a story of exposure, not on paper but on skin, under the hum of machines and the sting of chemicals. She strips in the red glow and bends to the bench.

https://thepleasuretrove.substack.com/p/the-darkroom

You ever notice how hens always leave feathers behind? You don’t even realise you’ve had a date, you realise you’ve hosted moulting season. I’m sweeping up, thinking… was this romance or housework?

https://thegigglepit.substack.com/p/the-coop

It's Purrday.
Malachie already says enough.
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💘 Why You'll Love This Book
🔥 MMF+ dynamics with shifting power
🍃 Queer love that aches instead of explains
👑 Dominance with aftercare
🖌 Art as obsession
🧠 Erotica that reads like literature and bruises like truth

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Ash, salt, and scar tissue. At the second session, the pain deepens and the dead draw closer, until a hand that is no longer alive rests where the needle works.

https://amanofsubstance.com/s/under-his-name

The Count Is On...

666loads.substack.com

1915. From Dapto to Gallipoli, two men write across oceans, speaking love in a language the censors cannot read.

Chapter I – The Quiet Between Worlds read on The Queer Critique.

https://queercritique.substack.com/p/letters-from-1915

Trust is the tightest knot.

https://thefleshmargins.substack.com

The Calendar Problem

Time keeps score. Who decides when the year begins, or which day is holy? A calendar is just politics in disguise.

Learn the Art of Writing Fiction
https://theartofwritingfiction.substack.com/

My arse may have been too much to handle, but damn if it didn’t change a man’s religion.

https://thegigglepit.substack.com/p/big-booty-little-engine

I bought a gratitude journal. Page one: coffee. Page two: refill. Page three: stronger coffee.

Barney Farnham

https://thegigglepit.substack.com

Wes calls it good manners. The others call it something else.
He kneels because it feels right. Waits because it feels safe.
Never reaches first. Never asks twice.

https://thepleasureindex.substack.com/p/dog-bowl-boys

Rachel wanted her kitchen finished, not her body undone. Dust hangs in the air, plasterboard groans against her back as Justin drives her higher with every thrust. 

https://thepleasuretrove.substack.com/p/nailed

Read Receipts
A story told one bubble at a time.

5. The Big Laugh
They trade exhaustion for laughter. It’s a language older than rest.

https://thepleasureindex.substack.com

Furbies, A Fluffy Descent into Digital Terror

https://thegigglepit.substack.com/p/furbies

A guide to sex and fiction beyond the measuring tape.

https://thefleshmargins.substack.com/p/size-meaning-matters-more

Genet’s The Blacks turns performance into a mirror that burns. Masks speak, critics flinch, the audience feels its own gaze prickle. A line runs from this riot to every later stage that says, clearly, we see you seeing us.

https://thepleasureindex.substack.com

💀 Why You’ll Hate How Much You Love This Book
📼 voyeurism, rituals, plugplay, and plug control
🕳️ Gaping holes, sweat, blood, and worship
🥩 Raw, ruined, relentless: NO aftercare, NO edits, NO exit
🔌 Current shocks, foot-in-mouth punishment, edge-denial overload

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