Louis Vernico (they/he)

SLUDGEPIT A novella about my old edgy DeviantART OC Xenofiction but make it horror The eerie dead silence of winter MC is a Samoyed dog It's like if Balto or some other dog story was mashed up with Hereditary Questioning if what’s happening is real or not White Demon

SLUDGEPIT WHITE DEMON TALKING ANIMAL FICTION X SUPERNATURAL/PSYCHOLOGICAL HORROR Shiro has always tried to be the best samoyed that he can be, living in the small Alaskan town of Sycamore. Sure, he might be weaker and much more cowardly than his noble sled-dog sister, but being loyal to his humans is just as important. However, Shiro's life is soon thrown into turmoil when he meets a wildfire of a schipperke named Sage. A dog with a mystic sense of adventure, she convinces him and his friends to go exploring the recently unearthed Devil's Maw, a strange system of caves not too far from where they live. Little do the canines know that their little adventure will release something much darker. Something unholy with a taste for animal blood. RELEASING OCTOBER OF 2026

Some 15 year old story idea that I never gave up on for some reason. (My response to the fact I think there should be more xenofiction books for adult audiences.) #sludgepit #WIP #H #xenofiction

SLUDGEPIT Lots of secrets abound "Looks like we're gonna have to kill this guy, Steven.” Rebelling against the government The "gay agenda" is making it legal to kiss demons Catching feelings for the ancient deity you worship Multi-POV Unleashing Bellal Bringing Forth Belial Book 2

SLUDGEPIT UNLEASHING BELIAL SUPERNATURAL X DYSTOPIAN Being nearly caught by the Paladins of Exorcism, Alena's new vow to Belial begins to weigh heavily on her shoulders along with her growing feelings towards the demonic king. Her friends are willing to risk it all to forge a coven with her to take on the government, but will she be able to find others that do as well? Is it even possible to dismantle a system as brutal as Lenoria's? After the incident at Alena's house the P.O.E. intern, Vero, struggles to come to terms with the fact that there are demons in the kingdom. They just can't be seen with the naked eye. Haunted by their promise to keep Alena's demonic worship a secret, Vero goes to the only person they can trust: the king of Lenoria, Byron. Thus, the man sends Vero out on a seemingly impossible task, sending their previous monotonous life into turmoil. As both Alena's and Vero's paths cross again, something darker begins to brew under Lenoria's heinous surface. Leading both of them to realize that not everyone around them can be trusted. RELEASING SPRING OF 2026

#Sludgepit LETS GOOOOO! This time I made these in advance and didn’t wait till the last minute to put them together so I made little drawings for them.

Here’s one for Unleashing Belial, the second book in my series.

#WIP #Dystopian #Supernaturalfiction

Cover of Doce Drosera showing a dark skinned woman with red and yellow tentacles entangled around her breasts and stomach, her mouth open and sweat drops on her body. We can see strands of brown hair and her open mouth, but her eyes are covered by a black line in the top of the illustration. In the black line there is the quote Forests are no place for lover's quarrels in white. The title Doce Drosera is in the lower half of the illustration, over her stomach and separated from the art by a pink background with very low transparence. Below the title we have the credits: story by anita and cover art by clara (mayalla on bsky)

"Such a gentle flower to the very end."

Drosera magnifica - sundew with long green and pink stems covered in glue drops to attract food

“So? Are you coming? Last chance, darling.” “I’ll pass. I have a paper to finish. Bring me a souvenir.” The brunette leaned on the couch, focusing on running fingers through her loose ponytail to avoid the ginger’s unforgiving green eyes. “Ah, so now you’re a nerd. Fine, Van. I’ll bring you the ugliest mug I can find.” “Thanks, babe.” She winked, stealing the joint for herself. “I can always trust your bad taste.”

bringing my short botanical horror to #sludgepit

A grieving biologist loses herself in the woods looking for her missing ex. A peculiar comfort awaits in the heart of the forest.

🌱 vore
🌱 gore
🌱 unlabeled aphrodisiacs
🌱 plantfuckery
🌱 9K words

link: anakidd.itch.io/drosera

#P #HR

a navy blue 70s car parked on a grassy hill. in white text: whitefish, three cheers for America's sweethearts.

as if written on a flash card: sludgepit. "local celebrity (45M) jealous of son's (18M) prom date (17F). is massive fucking loser about it."; He's 18 but like. c'mon man.; There's "toxic" and then there's THIS.; A 1980s American Gothic; WHITEFISH; Smut with plot; cis!M/trans!M; D/S dynamics; "do you WANT him or do you just want to BE him?"-type gender BS; daddy-o/sonny boy; a psychological horror masquerading as a "romance". The resurrection of Bt. Hearst.

Vincent Wright, charming, beguiling, and All-American family man—beloved television personality & Whitefish, Montana's Golden Boy—has a secret he will never tell. Milo Wright, high school senior, bully, and rebel without a cause—the son who'd been born a daughter—is determined to exploit it. Milo is off to college in four months. Vincent knows he's never returning home. They might as well play this depraved little game. A contemporary gothic.

a three by three moodboard: a diner booth, an open door, someone standing on an old TV, a small mountain town, a beam of light over bed sheets, an 'on air' sign, a 70s TV set up, a person's shadow, a young person laying back on snow with their face hidden by red and black squiggles. on top of the images is a piece of flash card that says "Whitefish, Montana, class of '86"

Behold‼️

WHITEFISH. An M/M Contemporary Gothic/erotic novella set in the 1980s.

A high school senior must decide whether to continue his beguiling father's legacy, or break away from the horrific cycle baked into the DNA of "American Family Values". It's not as easy as he hopes.

#sludgepit #wip #E

The background of a cypress swamp is covered by a gold disc, and the silhouette of a man standing before it on the upper half of the promo, with the author's name centered and at the very top, stating: revon m. castillo. On the lower half of the image, the lines of weeping willow trees on either side sweep inwards towards the title: Alligator Boy, as well as summary of the genres/themes, listed as: southern gothic, adult romance, bloody horror, queer revenge.

The background of a cypress swamp is covered by a gold disc in the upper half of the promo, with the author's name centered and at the very top, stating: revon m. castillo, as well as the title of the book, Alligator Boy. Below it, reads: tw: transphobia. On the lower half of the image, the lines of weeping willow trees on either side sweep inwards. It is covered then by black grunge paper on low opacity to allow the white text to come through that reads an excerpt from the book itself: "There's never anything to watch on the television anymore. Since the electrical fire at the electronic store burnt the place down to a fine crisp, Kross and his mother haven't bothered to get another TV satellite. They once had plans to. But after they found their original satellite dish broken and vandalized on their front porch, they both came to a quiet agreement that it wasn't worth the hassle. While they never exchanged words, Kross could still remember the way his mother pointedly ignored the spray painted word tr*nny smeared across the remaining, intact pieces of it. It wasn't worth the trouble to get a new one then, or now."

The background of a cypress swamp is covered by a gold disc in the upper half of the promo, with the author's name centered and at the very top, stating: revon m. castillo, as well as the title of the book, Alligator Boy. Below it, reads: tropes & themes. On the lower half of the image, the lines of weeping willow trees on either side sweep inwards. It is covered then by black grunge paper on low opacity to allow the white text to come through that reads: m/m romance / trans man mc x cis(?) gay LI (love interest), mental health rep & overcoming agoraphobia, revenge against abusers, POC leads & plus size MC, transition through monstrous means, queer rage & queer gore, bloody happily ever after, swamp is alive, hot kinky sex.

ALLIGATOR BOY

To avoid the past, Kross tries not to leave his house unless beckoned by the charming & mysterious Malik, his "lover". When one call leaves him stumbling into every face he's avoided, Kross finds himself unearthing secrets the swamp itself can't bury.

#sludgepit #wip #rf #e #h #a #dr

A dimmed photo of juicy-looking pomegranate seeds and the following text: The lich had the same warm aura, but instead of the welcoming heat of a radiant springtime sun after the cold winter, it was the aura of a fading twilight sun. Still trying to warm the world, but it left a bitter sensation upon the skin. “Come.” The lich’s voice was soft as his crimson-stained fingers curled around the curved handle of his cane, which Dobroslav numbly held onto. “You said you’d follow me into the depths of hell?” The lich’s smile was a warm contrast to his corpse-cold grasp on Dobroslav’s hand. “Let’s go deeper in, then.” Cannibal Candy by Ezra Arndt.

My contribution to #sludgepit is my Gothic horrormance with people-eating necromancers, dubiously consented to servitude, and a feral black cat main character who would fight anything and anyone. #HR #DR #WIP

Eat Me WIP excerpt: You can’t consume me without belonging to me. You’ll never be rid of the pieces of me that cling to your insides, pooling into your pores, your glands, your viscera. When you are me, and I am you…this is love. And no one will be able to kill me in any way that matters.

Eat Me WIP description: It is an honor to be chosen to worship a goddess, one Ayuni is quick to accept despite the requirement of eternal chastity. But once she meets the goddess in the flesh, the intoxicating allure of this beautiful and powerful immortal might be too much to bear. Keeping her virtue intact is impossible when an entirely different kind of worship is within reach. Dewi has spent centuries above and apart from mortals, never questioning her role as a goddess. when Ayuni, her eager new devotee, begins to make peculiar advances, dewi finally sees the loneliness of her own holiness. What depths of depravity will she descend into for a chance at love?

Eat Me WIP tropes: Corruption arc. Cannibalism as love. Women’s wrongs. Purity culture and shame. Sapphic tragedy. Dark/toxic romance.

Eat Me WIP inspirations: Angels Before Man by Rafael Nicolás. The Gemma Doyle Trilogy by Libba Bray. The Brothers Grimm. Salem (tv series). Landscapes of Ephemera duology by Anne Bishop. Insolence by Gwin Savage.

Eat Me #WIP #sludgepit #HR

“You can’t consume me without belonging to me. You’ll never be rid of the pieces of me that cling to your insides, pooling into your pores, your glands, your viscera. When you are me, and I am you…this is love. And no one will be able to kill me in any way that matters.”

A muted moodboard with graphics of mushrooms, pomegranates, and teeth. Text: GODFLESH; a morbid pantheon | cannibalism | eroguro | hunger x decay. “Hunger is just want that’s grown teeth,” came the next crooning lilt, the next wave of fetid, romantic waft. The rot clung to Hunger’s lips and Decay could do nothing but stare. “Should I show you, sweet Cousin? Should I venerate you properly for a change?”

Bonus project for #sludgepit since I'm toying with this short story as well.

🍄 eroguro
🍄 vore
🍄 visceral pantheon
🍄 divine incest
🍄 the kind of cannibalism Vessel is actually singing about in all those Sleep Token songs

#wip #dr #h

pic collage of 3 on the left and right and two in the middle, on black background. Left pics top to bottom: a man's wide blue eye, a shabby city part at night, a man's chest and arm, greyscale, with a purple graphic chain over it. Caption River Middle pics two men hugging greyscale, two men's lips close, under a showering water. Right pics: a man's green eye, rimmed in black, a futuristic city landscape in blue tones, a man's thin back, ribs showing, greyscale. Caption Ciel Quote : “You were free?” “Yes...” “What’s it like, to be free?” “You can do whatever you want...” “I already can.” “No, you can’t... but you don’t know that. You’ve known nothing else.” Maxime Jaz at the bottom

#sludgepit #WIP #R #DR
Joining this year with my dystopian sci-fi.

In a future where the rich rule the lower-level humans on a rotting Earth, two slaves are thrown together amidst the horrors, and fall in love.

👬an enslaved man and a trans man pet
⛓️🦋sentient objects
🫃forced mpreg
💦lactation

A teal moodboard with the text: Philamaitos #sludgepit. Images of a darkly lit speakeasy, male hands holding a rosary, a spilled glass of wine, a male hand binding itself for boxing, a dark city street, and hands with brass knuckles clasped in bloody prayer. Text: “Me or them, Sammy. Who’s the lesser evil?” and “Something tells me it wouldn’t matter what I’d rather,” Sammy said, voice lemon-tart. “Something tells me you’ve come this way before.”

Philamaitos: #sludgepit The Premise: Sammy, the owner and operator of an underground speakeasy, is the illegitimate son of a prominent, AWOL Chicago mobster. The boss of the same family has died and he finds himself now embroiled in a power vacuum that threatens to destabilize the entire city. To make matters worse, he’s next in line to the Luminary eldership. Relying on James, a rogue Triarii who is more loyal to the task of maintaining his claim on his blood doll Sammy than his own organization, Sammy must keep his head above the subterfuge as the second-in-line to the eldership sets him in his sights and refuses to ignore the one obstacle in his path to the top. The Dynamic: Sammy wound his fingers around the dog tags and used them like a leash to close the meager distance between them. He hovered his lips a scant inch from James’ jaw. “There’s something to be said for your… initiative, James.” “Now I know that ain't a compliment.” “You sure about that?" James grimaced even as he allowed himself to be pulled closer, Sammy’s thigh slotting into place like a batter sliding home. “Coming from you? Almost definitely.”

Happy #sludgepit to those who celebrate. Currently working on PHILAMAITOS, book 3 in the #dverse, a vtm inspired dark vampire universe.

💀 1933 Prohibition Chicago
💀 Vampire Fightclubs
💀 Faithlessness vs Desperation
💀 Obsession over Romance
💀 Vampire Politics
💀 Post WW1 Trauma

#wip #t #dr(?)

A gradient blue and black background with a white tower in the bottom left hand corner. From the top window of the tower, yellow and white sparklers shoot out. The book is titled Wizardly Big Magicals by Zack Prince.

Grace seeks aid from the great wizard Invokore, but it comes at a price: for one night, she is bound to him and his tower.

WIZARD BIG MAGICALS:

🌺TFxM, trans woman subs
🧙‍♂️Older man on younger woman
🍈Breast growth
🪄Magic sex toys
🍆Silly and sexy

#sludgepit #WIP #erotica #F #adult

Revon, a disabled man wearing his brace and using his cane, stands under a spotlight with the words in large letters: HELP ME LEAVE MY ABUSIVE HOUSE! aka, my abusive mother is kicking me out. Please. HELP.

Revon, a disabled man wearing his brace and using his cane, stands under a spotlight with the words detailing his request with some words emphasized: I'm making a mutual aid request. I need help. My mother has issued me an eviction notice. I have to leave by April 1st, or she will kick me out with police force. She has threatened to do this a couple times. This time, I know she means it. I will be moving in with @CryptAesthetics, who has been made aware of every step of her abuse since it began. We're aiming to move out by the end of March, and I need assistance raising money to pay for first & last month's rent, plus movers for myself since most of my friends do not drive, but can help pack. Whatever else we make will help me puchase house essentials & mobility assistance, and help pay part of @CryptAesthetics first/last, too. We are looking to raise a minimum of 2000 CAD. 1500 for first/last on my part, 300 for movers, & 200 for a new mattress for myself. If you can help, please donate to my ko-fi: ko-fi.com/themythicbunny or my paypal, linked in the replies of this post. In the following image, I will be detailing the situation as it's unfolded, with the added notion that I do not have steady access to the kitchen, and thus haven't been able to keep or have food steadily since August, and must constantly order food, putting myself in debt to feed myself. I've saved up 200 the last two months by limiting food.

Revon, a disabled man wearing his brace and using his cane, stands under a spotlight with the words detailing his situation, with some words emphasized with different colour: In December 2023, I re-connected with my abusive mother who claimed to have changed and was 'doing better'. After a couple of months, I thought this change was permanent, and she made the offer to move in with her in April 2024, in my childhood home. This was my mistake. I trusted her, and put faith in her, hoping that the change she displayed was permanent. It was not. For the past two years, her treatment towards me has worsened significantly, especially these last several months. It turns out, just because someone doesn't beat you anymore, doesn't mean they've stopped being abusive altogether. She has completely iced me out while removing access to essentials such as access to the bathroom on the same floor my room is (I am disabled. I can't be constantly going up and down stairs. She forces me to do this anyways by locking the door every night), removed toilet paper handles, taken away essentials I helped purchase with my own money, financially abused and harassed me, gaslit me, has weaponized, discriminated, and mocked my mental and physical disabilities, because they 'made her life worse', threatened to keep me hostage in her house until I paid her back money that I owed her, and turned every single one of these situations into her being the victim. Now, she's misgendering me and actively insulting me and my siblings loudly on the phone and to friends, slamming doors, cussing and cursing about me when I'm home, and doing everything she can to scare me. It's working. I'm scared. And I need out.

‼️ URGENT MUTUAL AID REQUEST ‼️

Please help me move out safely. I'm being kicked out of my current living space. I need to be out by April 1st. The details are in the post. I need a min.of 2000 CAD. Ko-fi link here:

ko-fi.com/themythicbun...

#mutualaid #trans #disabled #helpsky #disabledcrowdfund

27. The Man With The Compound Eyes by Wu Ming-Yi

26. Harrow The Ninth by Tamsyn Muir

25. The Flowers of Buffoonery by Osuma Dazai

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Illustrated cover for Be Not Afraid by S. Jean. It features a young man with white hair, bright eyes, and pink wings leaping across the page in profile. He is wearing a dark tank top, light short-shorts, and bright red high tops with white socks. He has a coy smile on his lips and is staring at the camera. There is a gold, spiky halo behind him. In the background are smears of pink against a deep, dark blue and eyeballs throughout staring at him.

A description graphic detailing the plot of Be Not Afraid by S. Jean. It reads: "Deadbeat Trent Cain can't catch a break. Life's been one disaster after another, rent's always due, and he's always late. Even his band doesn't want anything to do with him anymore and playing the guitar was the one joy he had left in life. When he takes a shortcut home through the park at 3AM, he walks right into another disaster: five angels waiting to greet him. Unfortunately, despite their proclamations of be not afraid, they mean him harm. His only hope is another angel wielding a lead pipe, but there’s something familiar about this one..." At the bottom is where to find it to pre-order it, which is: books.earlronove.com/benotafraid

👁️ COVER REVEAL 👁️

Announcing BE NOT AFRAID, my fast-paced survival horror novella for fans of disturbing angels, deadbeat guitarists, and lead pipes as a weapon. Join Trent as he has the worst night of his life.

Coming DEC 9th! 👁️
Pre-Order & details:
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The cover for Songs of Broken Bells by Lilly Lockwood. It features the four main characters arranged in a diamond formation, a stained glass design at the top with a sun on one side and shadows on the other, and a string of cracked bells on the sides. Liadan is at the bottom, holding up a candle. She has orange skin, silver hair, black rams horns, and black markings on her arms. She's wearing a green cloak and a yellow dress. Vasil is to her left. He is also holding a candle. Vasil has brown skin with a bark-like texture with patches of paler skin and moss. His hair is brown and curly. He is wearing a green caftan with yellow filigree. Minno is on the right, also holding a candle. They have pale skin, blonde hair with braided sideburns, and round framed glasses. They are wearing a white shirt with part of their kilt (in a brown and blue tartan) draped over one shoulder. Aila is behind the other three characters with her wings wrapped around them. She has pink skin, magenta hair styled in pigtail braids, and small pointed horns. She has a red scarf.

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When a hungry flame reawakens and threatens everything Líadan holds dear, she must choose whether she’ll give in or fight back. But she doesn’t have to do it alone.

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24. In The Forest, Under The Cherries In Full Bloom by Ango Sakaguchi

23. The Epic of Gilgamesh

22. Frankenstein in Bagdad by Ahmed Saadawi

21. The Housekeeper and The Professor by Yōko Ogawa

20. The Luminaries by Eleanor Catton

19. Graveyard Shift by M.L Rio

RELEASE DAY!!!

My new collection, NORMAL THINGS, is now available for purchase 💮 💀 🖤

Yesss

Thank you!!

So truee yippie

We Will Meet In Hell Hot wet queer summer jam The end of the world will be brought to you by many things and many people. Horses. Gods. The everlasting fires of hell. Three angels. The Lamb. A lone ranch. An even lonelier cowboy. Too many eyes. No witnesses left. Another cowboy. This one is dying currently. How, you might ask. Well, I'll show you then. Louis Vernico background image of a desert, it is very red

#hotwetpitstop time!!

I havent been writing as much as I would hope for life got in the way ofc, but I am glad to be writing regardless. This story already gave me multiple breakdowns (sorry yall) and I am not even halfway. But we move, unlike the world in there.

#hotwetqueersummer