Hello... and welcome to... Where my original fiction goes. I actually write a lot, but post very little of it; I'm not entirely confident in my worldbuilding, and my plots tend be as cynical as my settings are self-indulgent. It's also generally hard for me to keep up a sustained interest in one single story because of how many ideas I get.
Now, all warning aside, enjoy my bastardry. For now I'm focusing on writing the first draft of tfiaam, and I'll try to regularly post updates to that.
The Future Is Also A Memory is a lot of things; it's soft sci-fi, military/political drama, and, first and foremost, it is . A gay catboy romance fic. I'll be posting updates to it about every couple days; I have a pretty decent backlog of content. Please keep in mind that this shit gets really heavy. Really heavy. Avoid if you are of a delicate constitution. I have written a content guide, but these warnings do fail to account for context.
Art and assorted side/reference materials.
A secondary ongoing project that's part of an over-arching setting I'm beginning to work on. Focuses on a stereotypical fantasy hero and his struggles with discovering the fundamental truths of his land after he is seemingly placed under an irreversible curse. Probably won't update as often as tfiaam, but it's not going to be as long, either, so.
Currently taken down while I rework my rough draft.
Art and assorted side/reference materials.
Abandoned, maybe, but technically on infinite hiatus; Collected and continuous archive of my stories A Chaste Journey, A World Without Roads, and Dreams of the Drowning (the latter of which is an interactive Twine). Focuses on Vida Verlaine's escape from purgatory. These were written from the time I was 17 to 21. List of content warnings here. Please mind them.
Art and assorted side/reference materials.
A neat little space tucked away for my shorter bits of writing. Most of these are abstract bullshit.
A personal poetry project from 2019. Contains some disturbing imagery.
Short personal essays from between 11th grade & my first year of college. Largely embarrassing, but preserved for posterity.