Kate 🍄 @k8writes.bsky.social · 30/09/2026THE LIES OF LOCKE LAMORA x THE TAINTED CUP | #DVPit #A #F #DF #LGBT A conman grows entangled in a deadly battle of schemes to protect a priest of fungi from the forces seeking to turn him into a mindless puppet—including the mushrooms infesting him. 000
Kate 🍄 @k8writes.bsky.social · 02/07/2026A conman must keep a priest of fungi alive if he wants to escape his deadly mushroom allergies—but when he falls for said mushroom-infested man, he’s torn between love and breathing easy. And the fungi will want far more than his lungs in exchange for its favorite priest. #QueerPit #A #F #DF 221
Kate 🍄 @k8writes.bsky.social · 01/07/2026A conman must keep a priest of fungi alive in order to escape his deadly mushroom allergies and build a crime-free life for himself. 🍄 fungi as friend and foe ❤️🔥 grumpy conman x bratty priest 😈 scheming = love language 😏 can’t physically touch? no problem ⚕️ reproductive autonomy #QueerPit #A #F #DF 121
Kate 🍄 @k8writes.bsky.social · 01/07/2026THE LIES OF LOCKE LAMORA x THE TAINTED CUP | #QueerPit #A #F #DF A conman grows entangled in a deadly battle of schemes to protect a priest of fungi from the forces seeking to turn him into a mindless puppet—including the mushrooms infesting him. Art by my lovely wife, daintycapybara on IG 136
Kate 🍄 @k8writes.bsky.social · 26/05/2026Wifey finished her watercolor of a scene from the novel I #amquerying It’s so beautiful I’m gonna go frame it now okay BYE (daintycapybara on IG for more of her fantastic art) 020
Kate 🍄 @k8writes.bsky.social · 09/05/2026I have rightfully been called a ”wife gal” in the past but who wouldn’t be when your wife casually whips out brilliant fanart of your manuscript 😭 #amquerying (she is daintycapybara over on insta and she wants it known this is a WIP) 000
![A watercolor illustration of a foggy, rocky beach. Squiggly, worm-like black lines rise from the ocean. A man dressed in red robes stands facing the beach with his arms outstretched.
Text is overlaid that says:
Six widow-wires rose from the beach like garden eels on the sea floor. Wiggling, waving, lashing out to whip at the boulders. Searching for prey. Stefek bunched his limbs into a ball as the one behind him's shadow danced across the orange algae.
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The wires straightened with a snap, half a dozen perfect lines drawn in the fog. They hissed as Lucanus whispered inaudible words. Then all at once, they collapsed, and the waves began to pull the five spirals out to sea—a crab claimed the sixth in its pincers.
Lucanus unburied his feet and smiled. "There. See? I'm nothing to worry about."](https://cdn.bsky.app/img/feed_thumbnail/plain/did:plc:npf44ir4cptkt4u3kccc3u4n/bafkreibtimoqdv7atjysj57jmdzcy5x7xf64gzg65lp3yw464lp3ulhynm)
