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Eren Branch @rootandbranch.bsky.social · 07/07/2025

today she eats bonito flakes and raw chicken in celebration in front of my dorky dvd shelf

the same cat, less scrawny, with her face in a blue and white china bowl, absorbed in delight. there are some weeb ass dvds behind her

Eren Branch @rootandbranch.bsky.social · 07/07/2025

ten years ago today, i brought this sweet baby home. she was much skinnier and had an eye infection but purred for me so much right away 🥰

a photo of a very colorful calico-tabby cat. she is sitting in the corner of a room in front of a mirror, a little scrunched up and unsure

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Eren Branch @rootandbranch.bsky.social · 25/06/2025

test lighting is finally getting there! look, it’s actual cerritos progress pics

a photo of a hand holding the unpainted nacelle of a model starship, the uss cerritos. there are long stripes glowing a bright diffuse blue and a glowing red cap on one end

another photo of the nacelle, showing the back end also glowing blue

another photo, this time of the engineering section. the deflector dish glows blue from within behind copper segments

a photo of the saucer section of a model starship. large segments glow from within so that once it’s painted, windows can be scraped out to let the light shine through. a few spots glow blue for accents

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Eren Branch @rootandbranch.bsky.social · 03/06/2025

the fifth horseman of the apocalypse rides again

the meme where the guy from Scooby Doo takes the mask off the tied up villain. masked is labeled "AI" in scare quotes. unmasked is labeled "exploited labor."

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Eren Branch @rootandbranch.bsky.social · 30/05/2025

starship modeling funtimes on hold as i style wigs for a larp (contributing some npc costuming) been a loooong time since i did anything with wigs. between this and the ship, my dining room table looks like a craft bomb went off

photo of a long black wig stored on a wig head. it’s shiny as if it’s wet, and tangled with leafy strands dripping off the ends

photo of a long black wig stored on a wig head. it’s shiny as if it’s wet, and very straight and slick. there are subtle threads of sparkling green running through it. possibly too subtle, but hey, i know they’re there so they’re in the alt text lol

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Eren Branch @rootandbranch.bsky.social · 29/05/2025

solid day of working on the cerritos model i’m building for my partner. light blocking done, a lot of bits and bobs painted. a little nervous about the handpaintedness of the transparent stuff (goddd that transparent paint is hard to handle!) but optimistic so far

a photo of a very messy work station in which many parts of a model spaceship are laid out in various degrees of painted

a closer shot of some transparent bits of nacelles and the deflector dish

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Eren Branch @rootandbranch.bsky.social · 25/05/2025

cooking tonight: green garlic mashed potatoes and sous vide chicken breast topped with braised celeriac in a white wine and cream sauce. meat and veggies from local farms, herbs fresh from the window box

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Eren Branch @rootandbranch.bsky.social · 22/05/2025

who knows when i got this except it must have been before 2009. three ninety nine on sale at kb toys

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Eren Branch @rootandbranch.bsky.social · 22/05/2025

creative block: day number who the hell knows? it was very close to finished so i finally got it

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Eren Branch @rootandbranch.bsky.social · 19/01/2025

KATSU KATSU local farmshare pork cutlet and curry with local farm kabocha squash, sweet potato, and carrot

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Eren Branch @rootandbranch.bsky.social · 19/01/2025

okay, so because this is what i'm working on right now, have a glimpse of a larp character sheet! larp comes in a lot of forms. the kind i design focuses on relationships and drama, and players get a sheet that tells them who their character is #queerwriters #WritingCommunity #lgbtqwriters

So you grew up and went to high school and pretended to be a normal girl who had never drawn things in her own blood. You did okay at school, you made a few friends, you carried on. And every time somebody asked you what you want to do or what colleges you were thinking of applying to, you would say you just weren’t sure yet, maybe psychology, because psychology is a safe answer. A normal answer that doesn’t make people ask more questions about the future that you don’t have.

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Eren Branch @rootandbranch.bsky.social · 17/01/2025

full house! (yes, i am playing neko atsume in the year of our lord 2025, i need something to absorb the Horrors)

a full-width screenshot of neko atsume: a cartoon yard full of cats playing with and on various toys, including five on a giant cat tree and four in and around a kotatsu

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Eren Branch @rootandbranch.bsky.social · 13/01/2025

GAWAIN DRAG oh my god 💖 gonna have to see if I can find that one! I just took Gawain at their word from this bit and let her egg crack for this retelling 😀 and I legit didn't even plan for her to be a central character at first, but she just kicked down the door and was like YOOOO. because Gawain ☀️

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Eren Branch @rootandbranch.bsky.social · 13/01/2025

HI #bluepit !! Fun fact: the Old French Arthurian Vulgate Cycle is cooler, weirder, and gayer than you think. No, don't run away! I'm retelling it for you 📖 in SPACE 🌌 with GIANT ROBOTS 🤖⚔️✨ THE SWORD OF A THOUSAND STARS, 140k, #W (in edits) #A #F #SF #LGBT Here, have a trope graphic in meme form.

It's one of those book trope graphics except it's the meme where a bunch of knights are putting their swords on the round table. In the center of the round table, it says The Sword of a Thousand Stars. The three visible knights are labeled Arthuriana, epic science fantasy, and relationship drama.

The many swords, in no particular order, are labeled:
Magic giant robots.
Love web.
Piloting mecha involves mindfuckery.
Enemies to lovers.
Older protagonists.
Psychic links.
Past trauma.
Messy feelings.
Everyone is queer (bi, trans, enby, aro, lotsa flags here.)
Bonding thru adversity.
Weird space adventures about lost civilizations and planting seeds of life in the dark.
The power of LOOOVE (and the ways in which it can—and cannot—heal trauma, isolation, emotional dysfunction, and galactic war.)

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Eren Branch @rootandbranch.bsky.social · 12/01/2025

WELL HELLO, YES, me and my dork-ass queer Arthurian space adventures sure do have some quests. look, i'm adapting the Vulgate, Gawain is doomed to quest gayly for Lancelot like every other year (from The Sword of a Thousand Stars, WIP in edits) #queerwriters #WritingCommunity #lgbtqwriters

“If we knew where they were,” Guinevre says, “I’d offer them a place as a knight. In a heartbeat. Especially given…”
“Given that Gall’s probably going to start breathing down our necks?” Gowrie grins, wide and lopsided. “I’ll just have to quest for ‘em.”

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Eren Branch @rootandbranch.bsky.social · 23/12/2024

only use in the manuscript and late enough that i'm taking just a wee snipped for spoiler reasons, lol (from The Sword of a Thousand Stars, queer Arthurian mecha space fantasy) #queerwriters #WritingCommunity #lgbtqwriters

At least for the moment, they’ve opened up some of the countless video feeds buzzing across Excalibur’s busy network. Marshal Bedyvana, standing before her tactical board with fierce concentration. King Artur, proud and steady in the golden gleam of his great sword’s cockpit. Lady Eglantine on Malea’s throne, flicking through data. Sir Gowrie, showing no signs of whatever hangover she must be sporting, canted forward in her seat, thunderous and chewing her lip.

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Eren Branch @rootandbranch.bsky.social · 15/12/2024

OH HEy that's actually super thematically relevant to one plot element because [spoiler spoiler joyous garde spoiler] instead lemme share somebody's parental figure Setting Them Up For Success In Love (lol nope.) less joyous but does contain the word #queerwriters #WritingCommunity #lgbtqwriters

But he knows how love is supposed to work for him.
Your greatest power lies in love, my fair foundling. So she who raised him had said when he left home. You must have realized that as you mastered your third mark. But the love you need is something greater than simple comfort and joy. Seek a love that challenges you, that tests you. That guides you to greatness. Find somebody who stirs your heart to strive beyond the bonds of your flesh at the mere thought of them. And then strive. Adore them. Be a knight in their name.

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Eren Branch @rootandbranch.bsky.social · 12/12/2024

Quote reskeet this with a photo of your pet when you first got them and now. Wendy! first photo is from the day i brought her home in 2016. (her eye was already badly infected, and i knew she’d have to have it out. the rescue even paid for the surgery)

a photo of a skinny, very brightly colored calico-tabby cat hunched nervously in a corner on a warm wood floor. she still has her left eye but it’s not in good shape.

a photo of the same cat, rather less skinny, loafed next to a ps5 on a red suede couch. the loaf is as long as the ps5. she no longer has her left eye.

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Eren Branch @rootandbranch.bsky.social · 08/12/2024

no sound in spaaaaaace (time to Recruit The Criminal and kick off the plot) (from The Sword of a Thousand Stars, queer Arthurian mecha space fantasy) #queerwriters #WritingCommunity #lgbtqwriters

“I’m going to see about finding us a distraction,” Eglantine says. “Another pilot.”
“Who?” her seneschal starts. Then he stiffens, eyes flashing. “No. My Lady. No. You cannot possibly be thinking of—”
“He is a pilot. And quite skilled, it seems.”
“He murdered my son.”
The whole council room falls quiet. The marshal’s orders, as she turns to her console and starts preparing for the retreat, are but murmurs. On the displays ringing the room, the light and color of pitched battle flicker in the dark, silent in the vastness of space.
“And I grieve with you,” Eglantine says with care. “You know that. His life cannot be replaced. But if that had not happened, he would be leading the charge today. Let his sword, at least, be stood for in payment.”

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Eren Branch @rootandbranch.bsky.social · 01/12/2024

what is a chivalric story, in space or otherwise, without Dramatic Giving of One's Word? #queerwriters #WritingCommunity #lgbtqwriters

The Black Knight laughs and covers their face for a moment, like even this much attention is embarrassing, then waves it off. Then they take a knee before Gowrie. “Sir Gowrie. I will answer this sword’s call. But if I yet live and walk free, I will return to Excalibur within thirty-five days, take up her sword, and do my utmost to protect your king and queen in their battle against King Gall.” They offer both hands, palm up. “On this I give you my word.”
Something flip-flops in Gowrie’s gut. Sure, she knows how this kind of oath goes. She’s seen it done. She’s given Artur her hands more than once. But if she’s taken one, it certainly hasn’t been one offered so earnestly by someone like this.
She takes their wrists, and their soft fingers curl around hers in turn. “I accept and hold your word.” And she hesitates only a moment. The title is presumptive, Artur will make it official later, but she can’t resist. “Sir Black Knight.”

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Eren Branch @rootandbranch.bsky.social · 29/11/2024

kitty has expensive taste in pillows

a photo of a brightly colored cat curled up, fast asleep, with her head resting on a playstation five

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Eren Branch @rootandbranch.bsky.social · 24/11/2024

line share sunday: beam nothing like tromping across a pitch-black rogue planet for giving time for stories (from The Sword of a Thousand Stars, queer Arthurian mecha space fantasy) #queerwriters #WritingCommunity #lgbtqwriters

“There was this old guy,” Gowrie says. “Merle, who helped Artur back when everything started. Found him out of the blue, guided him to Excalibur, backed him up as he unified the wastes. He knew things about Excalibur, the castles, the ancients. Probably knew more than he ever let on. And he could do things. With jump gates, with gravity, with disguises.”
“What happened to him?” Eglantine asks, breathing fast from the climb.
“He disappeared. Like he’d leave for months at a time doing god knows what, but one time he apparently just dropped it on Artur that he might not see him again and left like it was nothing. I spent a year searching the whole damn galaxy for him.” Gowrie chews her lip. It’s still a bitter, weary memory, trawling for months after a final lead in a region so remote that the jump gates weren’t even fully charted. Nothing like the terror of a blind jump to make something unforgettable. “Finally found this message in the gray reach, saying he was alive but somewhere he could never return from.”
In the thin beam of Gowrie’s wristlight, the blue-white of Sera’s boots, where she’s taken lead, pause for just a moment. Then continue.

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Eren Branch @rootandbranch.bsky.social · 23/11/2024

HELLO HALF OF TWITTER WHO MASS-FOLLOWED A STARTER PACK 😲 i'm Eren. i write stuff. you probably found me through the bi creators starter pack. or the ace SFF one. (queer identities are complicated yo.) or maybe science fantasy! let me pay cat tax and tell you about the book i'm working on!

a photo of cat lying on her side. her belly is white, the rest of her is vivid mottled red and brown and black, and she has one eye and spotty toe beans.

a tropes graphic except it's that meme template of the knights of the round table putting their swords together. in the center is the book title, The Sword of a Thousand Stars. the three visible figures are labeled "Arthuriana," "relationship drama," and "epic science fantasy."
the swords are labeled:
magic giant robots
love web
piloting mecha involves mindfuckery
enemies to lovers
older protagonists
bonding thru adversity
psychic links
past trauma
messy feelings
everyone is queer (bi, trans, enby, aro, lotsa flags here)
weird space adventures about lost civilizations and planting seeds of life in the dark
the power of loooove (and the ways in which it can—and cannot—heal trauma, isolation, emotional dysfunction, and galactic war)

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Eren Branch @rootandbranch.bsky.social · 18/11/2024

wow so this entire book mostly takes place in space and also over less than two months, so seasons are just. not. a thing gonna take it in the "season your food" sense (from The Sword of a Thousand Stars, queer Arthurian mecha space fantasy) #queerwriters #WritingCommunity #lgbtqwriters

Eglantine digests that with the dregs of her soup, and nearly the moment she’s done, a second course arrives: some sort of fowl stewed with tart peaches and a complex blend of aromatic spices. She feels as if she could survive on the scent alone. “I would like to speak with you more, Lord Clarion, I think. In private.”
“Of course,” he says, inclining his head with grace. Gall accepts that with utter comfort and reaches for a bowl of fresh-cut herbs on the table to top his stew.
“More herbs if you like it bitter,” Jan stage-whispers as he passes them over entirely. “Less if you like it sweet.”
“But we have let you question us at length and asked you nothing in return,” King Gall says pleasantly.
Eglantine refuses to show her nerves and simply smiles. “I’d imagine I’ve had a simpler life than you.”
“Have you?” Gall asks, one eyebrow canted slightly, and she wonders how much of her history he’s dug into. “I’ve always wondered. Is there a particular tale behind your deep communion with Malea, or is it simple good fortune?”

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Eren Branch @rootandbranch.bsky.social · 12/11/2024

this sweet potato here looking like a very thick and stubby feeldoe

photo of a hand holding a sweet potato in a gray-floored kitchen. one end of the sweet potato has a knob, and then it narrows, turns slightly tighter than ninety degrees, and extends into a solid thick tube

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Eren Branch @rootandbranch.bsky.social · 11/11/2024

...yeah, tired people holding each other feels right for this line share (from The Sword of a Thousand Stars, queer Arthurian mecha space fantasy) #queerwriters #WritingCommunity #lgbtqwriters

“Guin?” he murmurs.
“Sorry.” She takes a deep, contemplative breath. “I suppose I’m tired.” She turns her cheek into one of his hands—hold me—and he answers, fitting his strong arms around her. She sighs, trying to let go of everything prickling under her skin, and tips forward onto the solid warmth of his chest. He used to be such a scrawny thing, all elbows and bright eyes and rage. Sometimes she misses those days. But this Artur is much more comfortable to hold.
They’ll live, she tells herself, numb. They’ll live.

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Eren Branch @rootandbranch.bsky.social · 05/11/2024

…here’s hoping this isn’t the last time

photo of a hand holding an “I voted” sticker against an out-of-focus swath of lovely new england fall leaves

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Eren Branch @rootandbranch.bsky.social · 05/11/2024

If you see this, I invite you to post a picture from (whatever device you’re using) without explanation

a photograph of a long scrungly green metal dragon standing by the side of the road. there’s a lot of half-melted snow and a sign pointing to parking and it otherwise looks quite mundane, but then dragon.

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Eren Branch @rootandbranch.bsky.social · 04/11/2024

line share...i had "celebrating" in there but i am using something else as i desperately dodge spoilers. all the parties are spoilers. let this be the closest i will go. (from the Sword of a Thousand Stars, Arthurian mecha space fantasy) #queerwriters #WritingCommunity #lgbtqwriters

Guinevre can’t hide much longer. People will wonder. Armored with retouched lipstick, she stills her mind as best as she can and dons her circlet. Artur, brushing her, is distant, distracted. Probably drunk. Just as well.
It isn’t hard to find Eglantine and sweep her off to walk the edges of the party where the lanterns flicker against the dark. They both, she notices, look over their shoulders. Very discretely, of course.
“Are you all right?” Eglantine asks. “You look rather wound tight for a party.”

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Eren Branch @rootandbranch.bsky.social · 31/10/2024

departing from media for a moment: when i was thirteen, i got REALLY into peregrine falcons. kicked off a whole birding phase. it peaked then, but the fascination lingered enough for me to cross-stitch an entire dang falcon in high school

a photo-realistic cross stitch of a falcon with a dark gray back and a reddish-barred belly glaring dramatically at the viewer

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Eren Branch @rootandbranch.bsky.social · 28/10/2024

if you see this (and you want to) post a pictute taken in the mountains

a view of the white mountains in New Hampshire from a viewpoint off the Kancamagus highway. it’s late sunset. the sky is a soft gray blue shading to gold and orange at the horizon. then there are layers of mountains, purplish gray in the distance. then there’s tall dark pine trees and a row of low meadow shrubbery, and there’s still just enough light for thr shrubbery to stand out green against the dark pines

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Eren Branch @rootandbranch.bsky.social · 25/10/2024

i was managing to do daily at-least-a-few sentences even through some very stressful weeks, but that fell apart during larp con and travel crunch. i've never done daily word count tracking like this on a project before, but i found it interesting

a graph showing daily word count against a goal of 100,000 that was eventually raised to 120,000. there is a very sharp rise at first, 50k in the month of June. then a slower rise of about 20k in July, speeding back up to nearly 50k in August, and then very slowly writing the last 17k over September and October with a long stall in the middle

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Eren Branch @rootandbranch.bsky.social · 25/10/2024

IT'S DONE IT'S DOOOOONE i have drafted an entire book this is a first in my 41 years of life. around eight various attempts at novels before this, four which got further than the first 10-20k, and this is the first completion (well, first that isn't straight-up fanfic)

a word count report showing 137,247 words out of a goal of 120,000 in The Sword of a Thousand Stars

They have all afternoon. Beyond that, who knows? But they have all afternoon.

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Eren Branch @rootandbranch.bsky.social · 23/10/2024

hollow: like the PTSD feeling that comes when you step into your childhood home for some reason...? (from The Sword of a Thousand Stars, queer Arthurian mecha space fantasy) #WIPSnips #wipwednesday #amwriting #writingcommunity #writers #authors #writingprompts

Marshal Morgassa of Orre is, in fact, in her own office, surrounded by over a dozen holo-screens with everything from inventories to maps to sword schematics. And ignoring them all in favor of the outsized jug of wine she’s staring at like it has personally insulted her choice of neckline.
Gowrie does her best to ignore the hollow sensation in her gut that always comes when she steps back into the bone-familiar and echoing brown-and-copper of Orre’s corridors—which is worse now, somehow, after that fight over Joy—and scuffs her heel against the threshold like she has as long as she can remember. Hands laced behind her back, voice softer. “Mother?”
“Eh—?” Morgassa startles, abandoning her dispute with the jug. “Oh, good, you’re back.” She stands, rounds her desk and wraps her up in a motherly embrace that Gowrie returns, briefly. Then tolerates, trying not to squirm. It’s still weird that she’s taller than her. Has been since she was thirteen and her first big growth spurt wracked her bones. Mom’s Gheris-sized, barely to her collarbone, solidly built. Deep brown hair, and Gowrie knows the only reason it’s not more silver than her little sister’s is that she dyes it. She’s a little behind on the roots, in fact. Since when had she had that much gray?
“Now what’s wrong,” Morgassa says, stepping back and looking over Gowrie head-to-toe.
“You could at least make it a question,” Gowrie grumbles. “Why you gotta assume something’s wrong?”
“Because you never come visit me in my office unless something’s wrong,” Morgassa points out. “Sit. Wine?”

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Eren Branch @rootandbranch.bsky.social · 21/10/2024

"scare" is nowhere in this thing 😮 going with the spirit rather than the letter (from The Sword of a Thousand Stars, queer Arthurian mecha space fantasy WIP that i am nearly done drafting) #queerwriters #WritingCommunity #lgbtqwriters

Gowrie opens her eyes to dim and distant white sunlight painting the rubble of a broken planet. Wreckage drifts in great arcs: dollops of frozen magma, tiny specks of uprooted buildings, strange spikes of black. For a long moment, with her sense of scale warped by her beneath-space hangover, she struggles to understand why she’s seeing a dead woman in the center of it all. A shattered corpse…
Something thumps loudly on her window.
“Gyeh,” Gowrie says, decisively. She didn’t jerk back in her seat. Definitely not. No, that would be an actual corpse—freeze-dried, clothing tattered, threading apart in that peculiar way that means radiation damage. No suit. Blown out into space aeons ago. It’s already drifting away; she reaches out to gingerly nudge it aside. “Sorry, man.”

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Eren Branch @rootandbranch.bsky.social · 14/10/2024

#queerwriters #WritingCommunity #lgbtqwriters ...oops, doing this late (also i did in fact meet this week's goal of "actually work on this thing again sob") only uses of orange are food porn and spoilers, so food porn it is :D

“All right, but you have to tell us about your pilot,” Clarion says, valiantly steering away from heavier conversation as a lusciously herbed and orange-scented rice joins the table.
“Lord Clarion of Riard,” Gall says, sounding more like a scolding mother than a crowned king. “One should ask the lady about herself first. It’s only polite.”
Jan snorts. “Come on, though, I know how much you want to know.”
Gall’s lips quirk in a barely restrained smile. “Will your lady repair easily, I hope?” he asks instead.

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Eren Branch @rootandbranch.bsky.social · 08/10/2024

home with my cat clingjng to me 😭

a brightly colored caliby cat sitting with her butt jammed against my knee (which is not really recognizable as my knee because i’m in a sloth kigu)

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Eren Branch @rootandbranch.bsky.social · 04/10/2024

oh my characters hydrate a LOT actually 😅 in which Sir Gowrie is very gay for the robot-whispering hey/they cryptid she just helped rescue (from The Sword of a Thousand Stars, queerpolyam Arthurian mecha space fantasy)

By the time Gowrie closes down the connection and slides out of the cockpit, rubbing her head, the being of the hour is actually, finally, awake. Not just that, but scrubbed clean, rested, hydrated, bright-eyed, fluffy-haired, and dressed in tight black trousers and a soft white shirt that somehow manages to look absurdly comfortable and cling to their shapely chest. They’ve folded themself cross-legged into a chair and are busying themselves with a bowl of something Gowrie can’t identify.
Yup. Even with bruises yellowing their face, they’re still just as gorgeous as they’d been when they passed through Excalibur two years ago. God damn.

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Eren Branch @rootandbranch.bsky.social · 30/09/2024

MANY MORE NEW FOLLOWERS HI! i'm Eren. i write stuff. like larps and fanfic under other names, and maybe someday real published books under this name. let me show you my pets because cat tax, and also a dumb graphic about my book that i don't shut up about!

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Eren Branch @rootandbranch.bsky.social · 30/09/2024

picking faves is impossible so i'll go with one that amuses me rn. (for the bajillion new people (HI! 👋) this is from The Sword of a Thousand Stars, my queer Arthurian mecha space fantasy that i don't shut up about #LGBTQWriteAThon #QueerWriters #writingcommunity #lgbtqwriters #writers

“It’s complicated,” Gowrie mutters. “Fine. I need breakfast. You can torture me all you like after breakfast. Come have some oatmeal like a normal person.”

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Eren Branch @rootandbranch.bsky.social · 22/09/2024

i think i've already shared the dramatic descriptions of the space station Excalibur, so it's time for the much less splashy genre-requisite wretched hive of........ #LGBTQWriteAThon #queerwriters #writingcommunity #lgbtqwriters #writers

Partial transcription: No luxuries like pressurized landing bays on this moon. You park in the thin ammonia sludge of the atmosphere and walk uphill both ways to the airlock like the next fellow.
She and Gowrie wait through a long air-wash decontamination, her drinking in every detail of their surroundings as Gowrie taps her toe, and then they’re inside a long gray tube of a station. It’s a sort of structure Eglantine knows well from Pollux Aster: easy to pressurize, anchored to the crust, and filled with modular usefuls. Small shops, sleeping quarters for locals and for let. Two cantinas on opposite sides of the tube war for attention, and Gowrie angles towards one as she pulls off her helmet. Eglantine follows suit.
“Everybody’s watching,” she murmurs to Gowrie.

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Eren Branch @rootandbranch.bsky.social · 18/09/2024

Without downloading any new images, where are you mentally

an annotated photo, from high above, of a black and teal fabric cat tunnel. there is a cat hidden in it far enough that you can only see her long colorful tail, highlighted with a few janky arrows

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Eren Branch @rootandbranch.bsky.social · 17/09/2024

finding catspace in idiosyncratic workplaces

a photo of a red and black and white one-eyed cat who is tucked underneath a desk and peering out

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Eren Branch @rootandbranch.bsky.social · 16/09/2024

#LGBTQWriteAThon character description! of a certain ace mecha pilot (well ace in the pilot sense, not the sexuality sense) #queerwriters #writingcommunity #lgbtqwriters #writers

“Merle?” Gowrie asks, voice suddenly quiet and serious. She undrapes; then there’s concerned green eyes peering down at Guinevre as she rounds to face her. Gowrie has at least half a head on her—she’s always been a long and lanky thing, even before she thinned down on the same potions that softened her features, and now she’s practically a lance in the shape of a girl. The wind whips her thick red curls into a mad halo. “But he’s…”

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Eren Branch @rootandbranch.bsky.social · 15/09/2024

she thinks you all can’t see her on #caturday

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