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I write spicy books. If spicy polyamorous pirates, witchy magic, and swashbuckling adventure sound like your idea of a good time, check out Lost At Sea by Captain Sterling on Kindle Unlimited.
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A poem from the archives

One of my partners collects stuffies. They sit in a net-hammock-thing on two corners of her room, staring down on everything that happens in bed, like Statler and Waldorf heckling from the balcony. A few years ago she made little score cards for them to hold. Ask me at what point I noticed.

You've seen this man's art. His style is unmistakable.

Friday I built my new PC. Everything seemed great. Then the crashes started during the windows update process. A solid day of troubleshooting later, and I've finally figured out that one of my RAM sticks is faulty. So my awesome new computer is a paperweight until I can get the RAM replaced. 😡

If you haven't read Alfie by @incase.bsky.social you're missing out on something special. After years, the main story is finally finished, and it's brilliant from beginning to end.

Nothing is less sexy to me in a piece of erotica than someone describing a woman by telling me her bra size.

Just hit Submit on the 30th & final chapter of The Jenna Arrangement. A series I started writing almost 4 years ago. It's kinda bittersweet, but I knew it couldn't go on forever. www.literotica.com/series/se/31...

Just finished re-editing a scene I wrote a few years ago where a shy young priestess accidentally makes a magical vibrator powered by prayer. Hijinks ensue. I'd forgotten a fair bit of what I wrote, and was laughing my ass off.

Wonderwall. It's not even close. That song has all the worst musical traits imaginable. Nasally voiced lead singer. Boring rhyme scheme. Three cord progression. Flat baseline. Unimaginative drums. Repetitive. Overplayed. Oasis is like a jr. high garage band that made a deal with the devil.

One of my favorite things about sharing a bed with another person or three, is getting under the covers when I'm cold, and stealing all their delicious therms.