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Hello random influx of new people! I welcome you just as enthusiastically as I do the old people. :D

I've had some inquiries regarding updates.

I would love nothing more than to sit around writing smut and posting it for all of you wonderful people to see, but I am afraid that I have not the time. I'm taking classes that require scads and scads of memorization. Chapters full of the stuff. It's a bit of an adjustment, considering I've never really had to study before. Well.. I suppose it could be the old age and not the memorization.

Still! Updates will happen. No, I cannot say when. Yes, I do prioritize donation stories. They come between "walk the dog" and "go for a bike ride you filthy slob."

To sum up: Welcome! You're welcome, I'm sorry, thank you, yes there will be more, and no there is no schedule. Except for Spectre, which updates every Friday.

I hope you're having happy sexy days and nights!

~m.a.

Heavy Like Water (a suggestive short)

After a summer of hellacious schooling and a near-death experience that left me more than a little shaken, I have finally found some time to regain my sanity and squeeze in some writing! (I'd like to thank A for that. Thank you!)

Here is a little short for Will as a reward for his donation. Thank you so much for your kind contribution! Hopefully Baal lives up to your expectations. :)

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For how long had Uriel been living in the darkness? How long had he been so unbearably hot? How long since the song that had once filled his ears had been turned to crawling whispers and curses that crept along his spine to shred his thoughts to tatters?

An instant. A breath. The falling of a grain of sand from the webbing between Puriel’s eternal fingers. Longer. So much longer still. But even the passage of a mortal second was too long.

Bored and looking for something to whet your palette?

I've been missing writing. So badly. But then, I am the lunatic who chose to take two lab classes condensed from 18 weeks to 6 weeks.

So! As an olive branch, I offer you this m/m bloghop. I know there are things on that list well worth the price of admission, and hopefully there are more than not. There are prizes to be had as well, if you're into that sort of thing. :)

I will likely pursue the links myself in August, when I have reached the light at the end of the tunnel.

(My writing may be sparse at the moment, but Spectre will continue to update on Fridays!)

Piety Update!

First! Look at this fucking amazing shit that Felix did to our site: Avenier.org. Talk about gorgeous.

On to Piety...

Current update is here!

Entire thing is here!

This story is full of horrible, horrible things. Violence, slavery, rape, peas... Okay, not peas because I hate peas. Don't read this if the previously mentioned content squicks you! 

Piety Update

Current update is here!

Entire thing is here!

This section contains dubious consent, bondage, spankings, elf tears... so on and so forth. Piety as a whole contains violence, themes of slavery, and rape. Please do not read this story if those things upset you. Or do, but.. I did warn you.

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On another note, I'm pleased to say that we've been managing our Friday updates well @ http://www.spectrecomic.com. I've had some questions regarding the exact time of update. We do not have the page load automatically, so it updates when Felix gets a moment in her day. The RSS feed updates when I get a moment in mine. Sorry for the ambiguity, but "Friday" is as specific as we can get!

Thank you to everyone who has supplied feedback and support. It is very encouraging.

♥ ~m

I will sing for my supper.

I have been receiving many, many, manymanymany... many requests for more pieces of Nasr & Devon work.

I've been forthright in responding that they are not high on my priority list at the moment. I am, as we all know, a very busy bee.

However! Sites don't host for free, and eventually Felix and I would like a printer. So, as a donation incentive, every time we hit the $40 mark I will write another Nasr & Devon short for everyone's enjoyment.

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Caveat time! This is separate from the $20.00 donation award of picking a theme for a smutty short. I just don't have enough time to put out two stories for the same money. If you do donate $20 or more, I will contact you to find out if you'd like it to go toward a theme of your choosing, or toward the Nasr & Devon pool. It is possible I could incorporate your theme into the Nasr & Devon story, but no promises.

We'll have a tracker up soonish.

Piety Update!

Have a few more pages to round off Chapter 14.

Current update here.

Whole thing here.

This story contains themes of slavery and violence, as well as consensual and non-consensual sex. Please do not read it if you are uncomfortable with those things.

pdf mashup, gogogo

Okay! The Piety .pdf has been dealt with, and now includes the current update.

The html version is repaired as well.

Thanks for your patience. :D

Piety Update!

Update 24. Commence Chapter 14 (clicky).

Due to technical difficulties (and my being really freaking tired), this entry is just going to have the current update for now. I will be tagging it onto the complete file later (probably some time this weekend), which is still available here.

I did convince myself not to shred my notebook and flush it down the toilet.

Mostly because my plumbing wouldn't be able to handle it.

The way things are.

Those who follow my twitter and/or my DA already know this, but it occurs to me that I haven't mentioned it here. My already slow updates will continue to be even slower, as I am attending classes. My business is suffering in the current economic climate, and I am bone-tired from working six days a week for less than minimum wage. Time to get that back-up degree that I never bothered with.

In other news, Spectre has finally launched. I am ridiculously excited. The coming pages are ever so pretty. Then again, I might be a bit biased (just a bit).

Summoning (a smutty short)

Thank you to Rehve for her generous donation. Lucian is her rp character, I've just written him here.

This story contains elements of supernatural control and manipulation, and so touches up against the gray area between consensual and not (though both parties would have consented even without that manipulation there). There is also fight-fucking going on. I hope that covers all possible triggers.

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It’s not a difficult thing to summon a demon. I’ve read all manner of ritual and mumbo jumbo that would suggest otherwise. Some books require blood sacrifices under certain phases of the moon. Once a man in a tiny shop in Nawlins told me I had to slaughter my prized rooster with a bone knife over dishes of ground corn that had been laid out in offering three days prior. The store stank more of marijuana than the pungent incense that smoldered in every corner. I remarked that I had no rooster, and the man in the tiny shop told me it was for the best.

Our Finest Gifts | 2 of 2

And to think, I almost quit writing forever without giving you this.

So much gore. So much.

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Our Finest Gifts

Part 2 of 2

The smell was the first indication that he was conscious again. The smell was also the first indication that something was very, very wrong. It was the stink of roadkill made ripe by the sun, and maybe turned over with a pitchfork for good measure. It filled his sinuses, spilled into his throat, and set his eyes watering as he gagged. Devon rolled, clutching his side, and slowly opened his eyes.

He was still high, but not high enough. It was too easy to think, even with the electronic clicking of the lights amplified within his ears. There were too many colors. Devon squeezed his eyes shut.
   
“Weeeeeeelly well well. Looks like sleeping beauty finally woke the fuck up. Was startin t’think I’d have to find your faggy ass a prince or somethin’. Shit.”

And so I return, with a little more noise than I left, and no explanation as to why either event has occurred.

Kindly forgive the inconvenience. I'll have Part 2 of that last story up after the weekend.

~marcus