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@hedon1sm
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Alright your Discord avatar and tumblr avatar are locked in a closet for 7 minutes ala 7 Minutes In Heaven. What happens
newborn chudling noises…
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We've got like a warehouse full of these
my new project IDOLATRESS is coming soon. here's how you can help get it out there!
it's 2018, and the internet is unbearable.
last year, one of the biggest names in alt-pop died as she was livestreaming the visual companion to her second LP. her death was graphic, horrific, and it seemed to defy the laws of physics. alia dor is dead and buried. a tragic suicide, a great artist gone far too soon, another face in the VMAs' in memoriam segment. but youtuber-turned-music critic jules levy isn't quite satisfied with that narrative. he's certain there's more to the case--certain that something far more sinister is going down.
jules sets out to understand the horrors that unraveled, and to understand the dead woman herself. but the more jules investigates, the more he is drawn into a bizarre, spiritual conspiracy--one that threatens to ruin his life if he gets too close to the truth.
but, of course, he can't help but get closer. what kind of person could resist?
hi! those of you who know me outside of the professional sphere might know that for the past year or so, i've been working on a longform web fiction piece about pop star's suicide. i've made the decision to self-publish so that i can make this piece fulfill my personal vision for it, and i'm happy to announce that the project is moving along full steam ahead. i've started coding the first few chapters, and i'm mocking up the rest. but! a web developer i am not, and these things cost money to learn and make. enter... ko-fi! here you can donate to help get this piece done. all donors will be credited on the final site! i love you!
who am i?: bee hyland! i'm a writer, artist, and academic. (and a nanny, and a personal assistant, and a freelancer and and and). i have a short story collection out through winding road stories called ethical necromancy, i have some poems scattered about various lit mags, and a short story soon to be published in beneath ceaseless skies.
your money goes towards: web hosting, web development, paying anyone who contributes visuals, increasing accessibility.
optimistic release date: late august 2026
thank you!
smiles so sweetly and kindly.
the more time passes the more insane i feel about how pjackk swung into my dms out of nowhere and started hitting on me for about a week
it was like messaging spamton
Dont be very woried about me since i deserve all of this
stop showing it to me
another idea for how reviews should work: you're strapped to a chair with two IVs, and every bad review sends a little pump of that blue euthanasia juice for dogs into your left arm, and every good review sends a little pump of jones cream soda into your right arm
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the honda cervix…