The paperback version of my Coffee Table Book of Pride Flags is now officially available!!! While the hardback is $53.99, the paperback is $25.99!!! I'm so excited I was able to bring this down to a price that I hope more people can access.
A friend told me that she finally read my aro-ace romance and was up till 4am flipping pages, and last weekend at a con people wanted bookmarks featuring my romance and not my fantasy short story collections, so I guess, reminder that Returning to You exists.
It's about an ace woman coming home to fix her relationship with her father, and then realizing her crush on her college roommate is still kicking and it's really, really hard not to feel mushy over sharing problems and a bathroom with her. Also, work place harassment and dementia.
Fun fact - wrote it before I realized I was aro spec.
Synopsis: Science knows no limites, and so do love. But is it really love? Or unspeakable obsession? The surgeon of death has finally been able to complete his work after years of experiments, but he’s not ready to leave his creation just yet…
Author’s words, people! First of all, English isn’t my first language, therefore I apologize beforehand for any incoherence and misspelling or whatever typos. Secondly, this is a special Halloween idea, nothing original, I just thought it would fit Law to be depicted as a mad scientist (which he totally is, tbh.) This mini shot contains topics that might trigger some of y’all, so please read the following section!
Trigger warnings are somnophilia, necrophilia (will not be detailed), body dysmorphia, putrefaction, sexual abuse (dead people’s dignity), blasphemy, unethical behavior, dry humping, masturbation, etc…
This first part is an introduction, nothing triggering or sexual here, promise! I tried to make it a bit spooky…🧍🏽
Mad scientist! Trafalgar Law.
The night sky is as clear as a fresh spring. Moonlight dimly illuminates the graveyard where an eerie man stands above a deteriorated tombstone, his horse a few meters away from him. A thick fog bank sits above the humus soil, tombstones emerging from the ground like earth’s teeth; a cold breeze blows through the tree branches, and in the distance, odd figures can be seen hiding among the tall grass. The man digs in spite of it all. There’s a somber glint in his eyes reflecting something darker than the pit underneath his boots. Like a machine’s rumbling engine, he moves himself mechanically; the leather blouse that encircles his arms and torso compresses his protruding muscles, making his movements both calculated and raw. A church bell chimes from the nearest village a couple kilometers away. Twelve strokes echoes in the prairie, and as the last one falls into the darkness, a dull noise reaches his ears. He pauses for a second, wisps of smoke seeps through his chapped lips. He leans closer toward the pit where a cheap wooden casket pokes out of the ground. The man kneels, carefully sliding down the heap of earth with a crowbar. He’s quick to crack it open, each rusty nail popping off the wood with an absurd slowness, but he finally succeeds.
Inside the rotten casket, a woman’s cadaver rests. Her hollow body is neatly wrapped in heavy linen and silk, dead roses and petals strewn over her body. She looks so young. From above, the man’s head is barely visible outside the gruesome hole. He looks up at the name carved in limestone, Y/N L/N. He smiles gratefully. Tonight, in this commoner’s cemetery, he violated an innocent’s memory and what remains of them, yet he doesn’t have any ounce of remorse nor sympathy for you. In fact, what he feels for you at this instance, is a deep passion rushing through his veins. With his teeth, he removes his right glove then put it in his blouse’s pocket. Long, slender fingers touch your decomposing cheek, his touch lingers and details your cryptic expression.
“Deceased, yet so vibrant.”
He moves your body towards the surface, exposing you to the moon gaze after months of lockdown. Your skin is awfully ashen; he can easily make out the shape of your cranium beneath your flesh, you still hold a romantic beauty that, during your lifetime, assuredly granted you a reasonable amount of suitors, regardless. He crawls out of the pit with a soft grunt, his clothes covered in dirt and small insects as he stands up. Darkness roams among the dead and all around him like a long gone mortician, chained to his deathbed until nothing remains. The man steps back, your rigid corpse in his care while he tries to strap you on his horse after a fashion. Finally, he hops on the saddle and forcefully pulls the straps; his mount rears up before dashing into the night. Silvery horseshoes strike the pavement as the cemetery fades behind you; fog swallows what’s left while gloom covers your track with its body.
Silhouettes watch him abduct you, their gaze never leaving him. They don’t have eyes nor do they have mind, but they still watch. Your grave remains open for any kind of creatures to witness the sacrilege. Crows and ravens fly over the casket, without a sound. Other figures emerge in the distance, silently walking to you to take you back. To make the looter atone for his transgression. Does he realize what sort of thing his acts summoned among the living? What sort of monsters he awakened from a supposedly infinite slumber? He runs away to his domain up the hill, far from the village below, far enough from the nosy crowd. But never far enough from death and her icy limb…
Hi! I'm May Barros, an demiace author from Brazil! Most of my writing features acespec characters and I'm here with a thread to introduce you to what I have out so far and one coming THIS FRIDAY!!! More info on them below the cut!
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Favorite was my first short story with an aroace MC that clearly states they are aroace in the text. It is also my only contemporary story to date ^^ It's short and sweet about a Brazilian girl coming out to her friend during summer vacation
Golden Hue was born of my dealing with the grief of losing my grandma in a indirect way. Grief is the theme of the story, the MC is demiace and in a relationship with her bi girlfriend. It has magic and monsters. It is also a short short story ^^
Journey Home was a short story I wrote for the 1st Common Bonds. It grew from that rejection and I'm so proud of my Latina witches ^^ Amara is the ace-rep in the story, though it focuses on aro rep.
A Study on Magic and Crystals is my newest release! And also my biggest work so far! It's a novellette! Talita is a princess that goes on a roadtrip with her friend Marcela and the fairy Solis to help her kingdom! She and Marcela are acespec!
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Important Lessons:
• Representation matters everywhere
• Consent is important everywhere
• You are not immune to accountability just because you here for fun. What about their enjoyment?
I go hard against ace[spec] erasure in fandom. Love me angst and fluff.
If you see me edit something multiple times after posting, no you didn’t.
I’m bad at keeping up, so if there’s a challenge/event I’m missing, tag or challenge me! I’d LOVE to participate!
If you enjoy my writing, please consider buying me a tea, and I take requests! https://ko-fi.com/corundumcreations *Edit so some assdick doesn’t attack me. I have a lot of originals and request doesn’t imply only a monetary exchange.
A new episode of Right Here, Write Queer just dropped! You can listen in your favorite podcast app.
Today’s episode features Sarah Whalen, author of the contemporary ace romance novel This Doesn’t Mean Anything. We discuss the value of feeling seen in fiction and the paradoxical universality of very specific stories.
Our other episodes will introduce you to…
• R.K. Ashwick, fantasy author of the Lutesong series and A Rival Most Vial: Potioneering for Love and Profit.
• S.O. Callahan, author of the historical fantasy novel Fella Enchanted and co-author of Breeze Spells and Bridegrooms.
• Tess Carletta, cozy magical-realism author of Kit & Basie and its recently-released sequel, Patchwork.
• Sarah Wallace, author of the Regency fantasy novel Letters to Half Moon Street and co-author of Breeze Spells and Bridegrooms.
• Noah Hawthorne (also writing as Aelina Isaacs), author of the fantasy novel Phantom and Rook: When An Immortal Falls In Love With A Witch as well as The Rebel Foxes: The Sirione Chronicles: The Dome.
• Luna Daye, author of the epic high fantasy series The Thoraius Saga and the romantasy series The Fated Fae.
• Carolina Cruz, author of the gothic horror romance Blood in the Water and the fantasy series The Creed of Gethin.
• and me, Sebastian Nothwell!
Our intro episodes will be rapid-releasing every Monday-Wednesday-Friday for the next three weeks, and our regular topic episodes will come out every week after that.
This project has been many months in the making and I’m so thrilled to finally be able to share it with you – thank you for listening!
