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|I DO NOT SUPPORT AI CONTENT| The public BlueSky for Twitch Streamer, Papadjinn. Artist and Writer, currently querying my novel as well as drafting it's sequel. My sugar-bomb @psprincess.bsky.social ~

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PapaDjinn is querying @papadjinn.bsky.social · 18d

Man, last week Tok was going for a jog in the woods. Now people expect him to fight in a war and lead people?! He's not even qualified to be a barista! I do not know that the True Mother is thinking!!
'A Sword in the Snow'

#UnhingedPit #A #F #Q

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Tammy Komoff @tammykomoff.bsky.social · 6h

All World's Wayfarer just posted an article I wrote on surprising things I discovered as a submissions reader for their anthology, Into the Dark!
The last one was the most eye-opening!
If you can give it a read and donate.
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Kira of the Wind (Erika McCorkle) @kiraofthewind.com · 4d

#WIPSnips #WritingCommunity

cw// child abuse mention

In the early days, Aubergine had moments of insecurity where he felt that he wasn't worthy of Shallot's kindness. Here, she reassured him that, if anything, knowing the abuse he suffered makes her want to protect him even more

“Yes, Madam. That’s all they want from me. They have permanently ruined any chance of making me into an elite soldier, but my children won’t have that same flaw. Perhaps they will perfect the recipe for that potion and, by the time my children are old enough to train for warfare, they can be made into the perfect soldiers.”
Shallot clutched Aubergine tighter, shaking her head. “No! You don’t have to have children, Gene. Nobody will ever force you to. Now that I know what they’re doing to you, I can’t let you leave. I insist on keeping you here. I’ll keep you safe.”
Aubergine put a hand on Shallot’s wrist and gave a sad, wan smile. “You’re very kind, Madam. I won’t argue over whether I deserve your kindness or not, because I am certain you will say something about how all children deserve a place to live.”
“You’re damned right.”

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Amanda Turek👻Headless Horsewoman @acturek.bsky.social · 1d

#WIPSnips #fantasy #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #prize

Rush’s slapstick demonstration of the wrong one has finally come to an end.

A lighthearted look the dynamic between Rushak Cerel and Drisal.

- Brother’s Keeper, book one of my fantasy WIP about two brothers bound by a misunderstood power.

"Hurry up," Cerel muttered under his breath.
Rushak cleaned the fish carefully so all the
children could see. "Well," he said, rinsing the knife clean. "Bey was right. Small fish, small knife. It's always important to use the right tool for the job-any job—and the biggest tool isn't necessarily the best one." That made Drisal cough, and both burst into laughter when Rushak glanced up at them along
with the children, wearing the same bemused
expression. He got to his feet amid a dozen protests. “We're done for the day." He tossed the PRIZE to Bey. “Take that to your mother. I'm sure she'll find something to do with it." The children scurried off, and Rushak joined his brother and Cerel.

"That was some performance," Cerel said,
punching him.

"At least Lyn can't say I did not contribute
anything to the feast now."

Drisal raised an eyebrow. "One tiny fish?
That's really it?"

Brother's Keeper darling outtake

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PapaDjinn is querying @papadjinn.bsky.social · 1d

Can't say too much because it's heavy spoilers. Just know 'bad' is an understatement.

PapaDjinn is querying @papadjinn.bsky.social · 1d

Yeah, it's what they used against the Vekrum when Tok faced off against it. Iron glass can irritate skin but doesn't do much damage otherwise. When exposed to the vulnerable juice bits, it's HELL.

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Zii Nanre, Hypnotic Authoress @abdicatedblood.bsky.social · 1d

#WIPSnips
Ah, my silly crime catgirls...
(Excerpt from FHSD Book 3: Rise Up, Strike Harder)

“I’m afraid that’s not your decision, Ms. Frinizriak. You see, I own this building. I own this sector. In a way, it could be claimed I own the whole Dawn Damned moon. The Biringar Syndicate has had a hand in most every business, black market deal, petty crime, and individual purchase on this moon since 4992. Forty years I’ve run this place, and I’m not stopping now. Not just because some upstart rebellion wants to muscle in on my territory. You come to my moon, want to set up shop, you play by my rules, got it?”

“What exactly do you mean by ‘staying here’?” Tantrii asked.

“Oh you’ll be very happy with your accommodations, I assure you. I won’t be putting you in some dark cell or anything. You’ll just be under guard is all.” Vinilencia smiled.

Maria sighed, “I’ll do it. Leave Niarith here with them, and I'll do it.”

“That’s not the deal. I’m setting the terms here, not you. You and Ms. Velnazrenak will complete your task, and your friends will be returned to you safe and sound. After which I will dedicate my extensive resources to your cause. Refuse, and well… given my station, I have contacts in the FIC. It would be trivial to call them up and let them know I have several of their highest priority targets. I’d probably even be rewarded with further autonomy under their rule. But none of us want it to come to that, do we?”

“I…” Niarith steeled herself, “Fuck… We’ll do it. We’ll fucking do it, okay?”

Maria nodded, “Just tell us where we need to go and-”

Vinilencia shook her head, “No no no, you’re not going alone, sillies. The two lovely ladies of mine in the room with us will be accompanying you. To ensure you do the job as ordered, you see.”

Niarith sighed, “Fine.”

“One more thing. I’m sure you’ve noticed we all have these,” She gestured to her cat ears, “They allow for near instant telepathic communication between any and all of us. Communication at the speed of thought. Don’t try anything, because we’ll know the instant you do. And then? You probably ge…

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K.A. Hela ✨ Prepping for edits...again✨ @jundlife.bsky.social · 1d

Live for the day.
From "The Strangers' War"
#WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts #WIPSnips

The next morning the two trail mates awoke by their fire. The ram was strung up, skinned and drained. Its large skull was separated and preserved. With one horn for each of them, they would make fine trophies. Meat was being smoked for breakfast, between hunting and their own wild celebrations afterward they had burned an excessive amount of calories and the need to replenish was primal.
They were becoming increasingly feral, giving into their base desires and existing only for the here and now. They both knew they probably did not have a future anyway, so why not take as much as they could from each day they were given. This was a philosophy Cayha had always lived by but now he had a partner to share it with. He just wished he had more time to enjoy it.

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L.M. du Plessis 🇳🇦 🇺🇦📚💙 ‪✨Drafting New Project✨ @smoking-gnu.bsky.social · 1d

G'morning #WIPsnips. Typing left handed today, right arm been going down the drain all week, put it in an old sling just so it could get some downtime. Ow.
Had to stretch to get this one in last night.
#WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts

“That’s good to hear at least,” Joey says, still staring off into the void. “There are still a lot of details here that are absolutely vital yet still missing. I have one question for you though, Jennifer.”
“Yes?”
“Exactly what possessed you to join in on his? Partner up with aliens you just met, establish a merc squad? I mean, what the hell? What’s in it for you? What’s your payoff here?”
This time it’s my turn to freeze as I consider the words carefully. The question is troubling, and I struggle to put my thoughts on the subject into words.
Why am I entertaining this insanity? What the fuck am I doing?
What’s in this for me?

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Kira of the Wind (Erika McCorkle) @kiraofthewind.com · 1d

#WIPSnips #WritingCommunity

Just a small anecdote of Grilled doing shenanigans

“Damn it, your brother’s coming down here.”
Grilled grabbed the Encyclopaedia Daemonica out of Aubergine’s hands and shoved it into a lock box. Another recent procurement. Traveling merchants always had lock boxes. Grilled had gambled with a jewelry merchant with the prize being one of his lock boxes and the key if he won. Grilled’s win was inevitable; the game was rigged with trick cards and he had cheated. But he’d only gambled against that merchant once, so as to not arouse suspicions.
Grilled’s hands were back on his wrists before the wall spun to allow Garlic in.
“What are you doing here?” Grilled asked.
“What are you doing here?” Garlic huffed in annoyance.

Anime style pic of Grilled, a character with long silver hair and detachable hands. He's wearing a brown waist coat, brown pants, and black and silver boots. He's also wearing a fedora hat. One of his hands is detached and pouring wine from a bottle into a glass in his other hand while he leans against a bar.

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Paul Dixon @pauldixon.bsky.social · 1d

Carpathia launch month continues - eighteen days to go. This is from near the end.

#WIPSnips #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts

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Marine St. Jean @marinestjean.bsky.social · 1d

#WIPSnips *prize*
She wins.
#lesfic #sapphic.

“What a surprise. A man-hating lesbian.” Willow massaged her throat. “What a boring stereotype.”
“I didn’t try to fuck an eighty-year-old. I suppose that shows more commitment to getting male attention than your average basic white girl, so you win. Where should I mail your prize?”

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Samantha Boo-reaux @woodenvelt.bsky.social · 1d

Prize = Treasure

A quiet evening for Spencer and Wren.

From my romantasy wip about a priest of the dead and a thief with a heart of gold.

#WIPSnips #WriteSky #WritingPrompts #WritingCommunity #Wrencer

Father Horace’s penmanship was truly awful. Words blurred in the flickering light as Spencer squinted at the page. The faint scent of Wren’s jasmine soap lingering in the air did nothing to help his concentration. Nor did the sounds she made while reading the battered novel she’d pulled out of her blankets after giving up on the compendium. Every snort and chuckle and soft harumph yanked at his attention, dragging him back to the memory of Wren’s hand pressed over his chest, burning through his shirt. With a heavy sigh, Spencer closed his book again, conceding defeat.

“What are you reading?”

“Something called Rendezvous with the Smuggler King.” Wren flipped a page, the corner of her mouth twitching up sharply. “Near as I can tell, the real treasure was what he was smuggling in his breeches.”

“Did you find that in the attic? I’ve told Mrs. Privens a dozen times to stop throwing her old boudoir novels in the donation basket.”

“Not the attic. It was under my mattress.” Wren stared intently at Spencer, arching a suggestive brow. “Someone had quite the stash of bodice rippers tucked away.”

“Not me,” Spencer protested. “Elton has my old room.”

“Likely story,” she snorted, letting her eyes fall back to the battered pages of her book.

I could spend every evening like this and be content.

It was a silly notion. Wren was trapped in his home, a prisoner of circumstance. As soon as those circumstances were resolved, she would sail back to Portsbridge. It didn’t matter that she had plastered over all the hollow spaces of Spencer’s heart, leaving him feeling unexpectedly whole. Wren had worked hard to build herself a life free of the Blackboot’s shadow. She was not going to give it all up for a creaky old rectory and a priest with a pet skull.

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PapaDjinn is querying @papadjinn.bsky.social · 1d

My poor baby boy, he doesn't know what he's in for.

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Prof Emily but Spoopier Now @professoremily.bsky.social · 1d

#WIPSnips #amwriting #writingcommunity #writers #writesky

Oh sweet summer child 🥲

For context, Kena has a rare eye color associated with the elite family he ran away from.

From Book 1 of my #Atlantis trilogy.

“Yaiaki, young Raa.” The messenger bowed and departed.
A shiver crept up Kena’s spine, and a slow smile spread across his face.
Young Raa. He was never going to get used to that.
Turning, Kena crossed the room and stepped over to one of the chamber’s towering windows, to take in the full view of the Citadel. The sun was still bright, but it was drawing nearer to the horizon. He closed his eyes and let the warmth of it soak into his skin, and tried to wrap his mind around the idea that it was his own warmth he was feeling.
It still seemed so impossible. Only a year ago, he’d been fighting to survive—sleeping wherever there was a place for his head, using his writing skills to barter for rides among smugglers and thieves, always keeping his knife at the ready should someone think his eye color made him an easy prize.
And now here he was in the Temple of the Sun. At dusk he would be ordained as the Sun Father. He would never have to worry about anything ever again—never fear being hurt or taken advantage of, never be pushed around or mocked, never again wonder if he would live to see the morning. He was the Sun Father. Nobody could touch him.

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PapaDjinn is querying @papadjinn.bsky.social · 1d

This is a great scene and the powder reminds me of my Umakek's iron glass. The stuff is hell on the eyes, mouth nose and throat. I'm sure the scorpion won't be forgetting this anytime soon.

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Charlie Delta (has been a ghost this whole time! 👻) @charliedeltawrites.bsky.social · 1d

October 10th – prize

On fighting.

Av’ry isn’t exactly a brawler, but he does have a few tricks up his sleeve.

#WIPSnips #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts

They wouldn’t need to kill them, after all, just delay them while the others claimed their prize. Though, if the most practical way to accomplish that was by slitting his throat, he doubted that they would hesitate.
Av’ry turned to face his adversary, holding his two gloved fists closed near his chin. He left his sword sheathed; it would likely be ineffective in this situation anyway. He was passable with a blade, but he wasn’t good enough to square off with a trained assassin.
“I am not here for a fist fight,” the Scorpion taunted, moving until he was just beyond arm’s reach. “Did you think I would get close enough for you to hit me?”
“No,” Av’ry admitted. “But I did figure you would get close enough for me to do this.” He opened his palm and blew a fistful of powder into the man’s face.
The assassin blinked in surprise, coughing and trying to brush the dust from his eyes. There was always a brief delay before the screaming started.
Av’ry had been told the sensation was very unpleasant; he hadn’t ever felt the need to try it for himself.

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PapaDjinn is querying @papadjinn.bsky.social · 1d

Vibes today. Tok learns more about who sold off his people. Hopefully it was a worthy prize, because it seems he's not going to forget what they've done.
#WIPSnips #WritingCommunity #WriteSky #bvm #bipoc #amwriting #Fantasy #SFF

“It was at the behest of Lord Esthan. From what I was able to gather, it appears that Rodderick made a deal with him to gain the seat of Acosta. Whatever his true motivation, they agreed to work together to capture your Loklin-"

“Lukshen,” Tokonus spat out catching her wrist in his grasp. “We are Lukshen, I put up with that word far too often with others of your kind. Do not make the mistake again.” Othelia frowned and pulled her arm towards herself resisting him and showing her disapproval on her face. The lord stared deep into her eyes for a long while before letting her go.

None of this may have been Othelia’s fault, but she could not be allowed to remain ignorant. There were consequences to his people being viewed as less than. People had died – they had been tortured! Who truly knew the depravity they suffered because they were not viewed as equals. Respecting his people was the least that Othelia could do.

“They kidnapped your Lukshen brethren,” she began again nursing her wrist with a few gentle rubs. “Ransacked the village and delivered the bodies to Esthan. Together they worked to depose the previous lord and settled up Rodderick in his place. I cannot say what happened to his mercenary friends once the arrangement was made, perhaps they had been paid and moved on, but regardless Rodderick remained here and began the experiments. From what I can tell, that was roughly twenty years ago and about eighteen before I had ever arrived here.”

Tokonus looked down at the floor allowing the thoughts to wash back and forth within his mind. Could he afford to have more enemies? Hunting down the Burgendy Boys was irrational, he knew it, but what if they did not appear on the field of battle? Esthan and Constance would pay for what they had done, but allowing those sell-swords to eat, drink and live without punishment was not justice.

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Nicole "Ashrah" Hidalgo @sayaashrah.bsky.social · 2d

Oh, so many wonderful disaster lesbians in my repertoire already! Ishana & Carys in This Is How Immortals Die; Arianell & Ellis (Carys' mothers!) in Garden of Rotten Roses; Briaca & Qinyang in March of the Deathless Sun; Ashrah & Nitara, Askaly & Xiuying, Mileena & Tanya in Chronicles of the (1/3)

A digital illustration of Ashrah and Nitara by Seph (@goethial.bsky.social‬). It depicts the two characters back to back, holding hands, as they prepare for another fight, Ashrah brandishing Datusha, her sentient, keris-shaped sword, and Nitara summoning her dark magic. One of Nitara's wings stands behind Ashrah, almost like a shield, while the other is behind Nitara herself, in shadows. Nitara is about a head and half taller than Ashrah.

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PapaDjinn is querying @papadjinn.bsky.social · 1d

Does the journey of life ever REALLY end?

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Feels like Fox has overcorrected a bit. Av'ry on the other hand might be nearing the conclusion of his emotional journey.

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Charlie Delta (has been a ghost this whole time! 👻) @charliedeltawrites.bsky.social · 1d

Fox changes the most in growing to trust herself more, beginning to work through some past trauma and use the power she has available.

However, she also feels even more responsible for the fates of those around her, often to an unhealthy degree, so two steps forward, one step back.

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PapaDjinn is querying @papadjinn.bsky.social · 1d

Hindsight is definitely 20/20 and there's no telling what would have happened if he had done things differently. I don't blame Tok (partially because I control him) but also because it's easy to chastise someone when you didn't have to walk in their shoes.

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PapaDjinn is querying @papadjinn.bsky.social · 1d

Not taking charge of his life as soon as possible is part of the reason he's in the position he's in now.

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Tammy Komoff @tammykomoff.bsky.social · 1d

bsky.app/profile/did:... Thank you, @hopeful66.bsky.social for adding me to another great list!

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Charlie Delta (has been a ghost this whole time! 👻) @charliedeltawrites.bsky.social · 1d

Tell me more about your #AwesomeCharacters

Let's talk about growth!🌱

Does your character change a lot over the course of the story?

If so, what about them do you think changes the most? Is it for the better, or for the worse?

#WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts

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