Isoellen

I’m a problematic author who writes sex-drenched, violent worlds where might makes right but fairy-tale-style happily-ever-after’s rule the day.

[Isoellen @isoellen]

I'm looking for a digital graphics artist who is good with the unique typography. Print book cover experience needed
Able to provide full licensing/ Rights

Looking to for rates under $200
Front, back, spine
No AI

[Isoellen @isoellen]

@_tumbleweedsoul ❤️

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@therealSIR3 Dude.

Thats alot.

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@therealSIR3 I think mine got buried in the backyard with all the bodies..

Oops, did I say that out loud?

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@Sir_Garnet13 Well said

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@therealSIR3 I hope you got some sleep

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@BSteppenwolf Missed you.

[Isoellen @isoellen]

What if my feminine made you feel safe, before you knew you needed it,
Accepted your masculine, before you even spoke a word,
Made you feel desired, the moment you met my eyes.
What if I asked nothing of you? Demanded, nothing. Just sat, quietly, with a smile that didn't fade, when you reached out to touch the back of my hand? What if, instead of me, expecting you to create a threat free space
I was strong enough, brave enough, and wise enough,
to offer that space first, to you?

[Whispers @whisperingpoems]

his voice
carries me
across starlit waters.

to a place
where the moon
dips his toes
and my longing curls
into a cocoon.

where the geography
of touch sinks into
the pull of the moon.
🖤
#ωнιѕρєяѕ

#FoxProse #Biocanadian

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@manik23eden Oooof

[Nyissa @Nyissa4]

Fairly certain there'd be more than just a pic happening..

[Isoellen @isoellen]

@Prison_yard_DMs This is powerful. Is it in your book?

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@gullyvuhr Lol

[Isoellen @isoellen]

I want

[𝕿𝖍𝖊𝕾𝖔𝖚𝖑𝕾𝖍𝖆𝖉𝖔𝖜 @TheSoulShadow]

Kiss me like poetry written in a language only our souls understand

[Isoellen @isoellen]

New cosplay .

😉🤭

[Isoellen @isoellen]

It’s the end of the day,
The beginning of the day,
The middle,
At lunch,
Does it matter?
Stress is spring-loaded in his tailbone,
need, want, and the vast chasm where he screams and no one ever hears the sound -
Heavy there
Molten lead weighted
The heat of it has been carried in his testicles for days in a
A slow , swelling urgency.
Until he groans his rebellion--
Hand around his cock,
Like the steel rebar bend of an unfinished skyscraper
Stroking fury,
Then sliding hard into alive. Claiming release and feral manhood,
Spilling his ache into the ether,
A mess that smells like salt and iron,
and the sweat
Of the unmet, uncelebrated, And unrequited.

And good lord help
me. I wish it had landed on my face so I could honor the sight of it.

[Isoellen @isoellen]

It’s the end of the day,
The beginning of the day,
The middle,
At lunch,
Does it matter?
Stress is spring-loaded in his tailbone,
need, want, and the vast chasm where he screams and no one ever hears the sound -
Heavy there
Molten lead weighted
The heat of it has been carried in his testicles for days in a
A slow , swelling urgency.
Until he groans his rebellion--
Hand around his cock,
Like the steel rebar bend of an unfinished skyscraper
Stroking fury,
Then sliding hard into alive. Claiming release and feral manhood,
Spilling his ache into the ether,
A mess that smells like salt and iron,
and the sweat
Of the unmet, uncelebrated, And unrequited.

And good lord help
me. I wish it had landed on my face so I could honor the sight of it.

[Isoellen @isoellen]

Dragged from bed
In the chill of the feral red moon
"Now," you say, as your skin slaps mine
And I kneel in the filth
And profane of a wild midnight.
My Yes, is a cry of deliberate defiance
Daring the moon to judge my open mouth,
My sagging tits
My silver marks on my old woman's belly
As you choke me, feed me, fill me life
Making me your darkness sacrifice.