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derlakernlins.bsky.social
A Furious Goose
@derlakernlins.bsky.social
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- editing an urban fantasy book about slutty dragons
- GM for @livefromtheapocalypse
- random fiber arts
- parenting.txt
- ruck ruck ruck ruck
- permacultist
- i block for AI
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A Furious Goose @derlakernlins.bsky.social · Nov 1
Parenting.txt: "come on, not so loud, lets do the type of screaming we do in libraries."
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claraweaverwrites.bsky.social Clara Weaver Writes Dragons @claraweaverwrites.bsky.social · 8d
It's easier to do this sort of posturing when you can actually stand up, but that doesnt stop Penny from giving it a try!

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February 1, 2026 at 3:09 PM
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claraweaverwrites.bsky.social
...precious few storms for a novel thats a direct rip off of a Powered By The Apocalypse game, but here's Thomas engaging with the community

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“I’m here to talk to Thomas Owens, is that you?” The figure stepped into view. Skinny, nervous, with a big head that made him look like a dandelion about to blow. He wore motorcycle leathers and there was a knife tucked into his boot, but he had the air of a true geek. He could be a fae lord, Thomas supposed, but fae glamors were subtle as a hammer once you knew what to look for. They wouldn’t be a geek with cystic acne scars. Still the power was there. Even the mundane bar regulars could feel it. They leaned semi-consciously away from him, huddling over their drinks as if waiting for a storm to pass.
January 27, 2026 at 12:21 PM
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claraweaverwrites.bsky.social
Kimmy uncovers the fact that the supernatural government has been bought and paid for in the most Kimmy way possible, and we love tha-wait no we hate regulatory capture this is bad in a lot of bad ways!

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“So he gets a little juiced up and starts talking about all the opportunities for a lovely young girl like me and I do the move where I lean over the table and let him see down my shirt and he falls for it fully. Like a goddamn teenager. I think I know why his marriage is falling apart, by the way.” Niamh shook her head. “Kimmy, you are a walking advertisement for infidelity.” “Aww, thanks boss! Anyway, I start asking about all these great opportunities and he starts talking about how Yanis Brooks has a great tie with an old magic society in the harbor and how they’re transferring a ton of interns there now. Paid interns, too, so you know kids are killing for those spots.” Kimmy stared at the countertop. “Literally. Holy shit, Niamh, the number of financial ties between members of the Entente and the Pacific Institute are insane. The more I look into it, the more it looks like a Vigiles Draconi front. And the more I look at the Entente’s relationship with it, it looks like the Vigiles fucking owns the Entente.”
January 23, 2026 at 12:45 PM
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claraweaverwrites.bsky.social
Last night I found myself standing in front of my gas stove holding a raw goose breast above the open flame to burn off the tiny remaining feathers and thought: "have I lost control over my life?"

#hunting #cooking
January 22, 2026 at 1:28 PM
derlakernlins.bsky.social
#WIPSNIPs come from Clara now!
claraweaverwrites.bsky.social Clara Weaver Writes Dragons @claraweaverwrites.bsky.social · 18d
Despite all the tattoos i have, Trix is the only person on the page who has them. This is because they are objectively cooler than any of these magic nerds.

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January 22, 2026 at 12:18 PM
derlakernlins.bsky.social
HEY CHECK IT OUT I GOT AN AUTHOR PROFILE NOW SO I CAN DO REAL AUTHOR SHIT!
claraweaverwrites.bsky.social Clara Weaver Writes Dragons @claraweaverwrites.bsky.social · 19d
HELLO BLUESKY

I am still a furious goose, I just got an author profile now, all my writing posts are gonna go here so that my dayjob clients don't see the weird erotica I write. WELCOME.
January 21, 2026 at 2:57 PM
derlakernlins.bsky.social
Kimmy and Joey are the best.

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Joey’s crew, meanwhile, was a flurry of activity. Unloading crates, opening crates, making horrified faces and retreating, gagging, from crates… “Hey Seb,” Joey said. He had a black bandanna tied around his face and offered one to Sebastian. “You’re gonna wanna cover your nose. We got face masks but the boys opening up the boxes need ‘em. They shipped everything with durian and fertilizer. Ain’t no drug dog getting shit through that. Gotta be a hundred percent with you, it ain’t makin for speedy progress for my boys neither.” He jerked his head toward Kimmy, who gave Sebastian a tired little wave. “She says she can filter for it once she rests up or if one us wants to do a strip tease for her. I said I’d do it but my crew is being all shy so we’re waiting.” “Boundaries are boundaries,” Kimmy said. “I respect it.”
January 21, 2026 at 12:18 PM
derlakernlins.bsky.social
MACHINATIONS is The Dresden Files meets Severance. Dragons, witches and vampires fighting mind control and bureaucracy. Everyone thinks they're the good guy and most of them are wrong.

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cometkins.bsky.social Ian Haramaki 🏳️‍⚧️✨ @cometkins.bsky.social · 20d
What are two piece of media that work as comp titles for your book/wip? What aspects of that media most relate to your book? #WritingPrompt
January 20, 2026 at 10:54 PM
derlakernlins.bsky.social
Niamh gets trolled by her tarot deck

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The cards were unhelpful. The High Priestess central, the ten of swords on the left, Judgment on the right, with Innocence above and Death below. “Yes, thank you,” Niamh said to the spread, crossly. “You have accurately described my problem of ‘being a dragon.’” The next card she drew was an inverted Fool. She sighed and put the cards down. She loved her aspect, the divine Purpose that drove her collection and inspired her name. Prophecy was beautiful because it was open to interpretation, malleable, difficult to understand for both prophet and disciple. It was more art than science, and often more chicanery than truth. Which was a lot of fun, right up until her tools started sassing her.
January 20, 2026 at 12:16 PM
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Dr. Gladys West, the pioneering mathematician whose work laid the foundation for modern GPS technology, has died. She was 95.
Dr. Gladys West, Mathematician Whose Work Made GPS Possible, Dies at 95
ALEXANDRIA, VA — Dr. Gladys West, the pioneering mathematician whose work laid the foundation for modern GPS technology, has died. She passed away
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January 19, 2026 at 6:00 PM
derlakernlins.bsky.social
For my birthday my husband gave me three hours to sit at a bar and write a couple thousand words of the climactic battle of this sprawling urban fantasy mess. Im so close to being done, yall.

Then its time for part 2.
January 19, 2026 at 7:10 PM
derlakernlins.bsky.social
If you're not reading TWWF you're missing out. Its got disaster gays, furious possessing spirits, political intrigue, and enough Yearning to awaken its own henotic windskip! Read it! Do it now!

#booksky #amreading
oleandercraw.bsky.social Oleander Craw @oleandercraw.bsky.social · 21d
Chapter 13 of TWWF is live!

For those of you new, this is a queer dark fantasy novel releasing through my newsletter. It follows the seer Maxwell as he navigates a decaying magical land with the mysterious entity possessing him.

Read (or listen) now -
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Eva slammed her book shut with a scornful laugh. “Do you hear the shit spewing from your mouth Zakariah, or have your ears swelled shut from the size of your head? Need I remind you by those same principles of the First Faith that you were shunned from your own family? Or the reason the Sundens are a ghost of what they once were?” Officer Sunden drew himself up to his full height and turned his horse. “Maxwell, I will tell the general you are doing fine.” “When he gets going like that, there’s nothing to do but call him out,” Eva said when the officer was out of earshot. “All said though he’s probably the least worst of the lot of them. First Families like to announce their belief in their superiority to anyone that breathes. They can’t seem to help themselves.” The Wards Will Fall book cover
January 19, 2026 at 2:13 PM
derlakernlins.bsky.social
Oh come on Charlie dont be whiny, they tied your hands in front and put a blanket down jn the trunk before they threw you in it this is luxury travel by Owens standards

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But most workshops didn’t have a concrete floor that sloped ever so slightly toward a drain in the center. Most hobbyists had fewer long, sharp knives, and almost certainly didn’t keep them next to quite such a broad collection of antique medical equipment. And there were certainly not very many other sheds that had an old dentist’s chair with horrible stains that were not concealed by the drape of plastic sheeting across the back bolted to the floor. “I’m not fucking sitting on that,” Charlie said when the door was shut and the shop light was turned on. Riley snorted. “I put a tarp on it for you and everything.” “Not comforting, given the context.” Charlie held up his wrists, displaying the zip ties. “These aren’t necessary either.”
January 19, 2026 at 12:27 PM
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djmalenfant.bsky.social
That's how you turn an AI-generated image into art.
January 18, 2026 at 9:36 PM
derlakernlins.bsky.social
Being a dyslexic, homeschooled transdude in a murder cult hasn't left Riley with a ton of options to be a different guy, and that's tragic. There's some coffee shop AU where he gets to be happy, but alas...

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“Charlie left! Charlie betrayed us! He betrayed you, Finn, just now, specifically! Why are you so hell-bent on protecting a traitor?!” Finn snarled. “That’s my fucking brother you’re talking about you son of a bitch!” Then he started throwing punches. Jackson hit the dirt and went for a grapple. Finn wriggled out of his grip and socked him in the gut. Jackson kneed Finn in the jaw and tried to scramble to his feet, but Finn kicked his injured ankle and knocked him flat again. The remaining Owens brothers watched them scrap, arms folded. Finally, Riley sighed and turned to Thomas. “He’s not gonna wrap my eye, is he?” “Doesn’t look like it.” Riley let out an aggrieved sigh. “Fine. I’m going to bed then.” “You don’t wanna weigh in on who leads the clan?” Riley laughed, derisively. “Why should I? I’m the dummy, remember?” He shook his head. “I don’t know if it’s cause I was born a girl or if it’s cause I’m a disappointment in some other way, but nobody’s ever thought about me in the lead. Charlie got more leadership training than I ever did. So nah, fuck it. Lemme know if they kill each other, I guess.”
January 18, 2026 at 2:48 PM
derlakernlins.bsky.social
You may not like it but this is what peak Derla performance looks like
A woman wearing a multicolored ski coat and a white and tan alpaca fur hat stands over a fire in a silver solo stove. There are green cedar trees behind her and snow is falling
January 17, 2026 at 5:44 PM
derlakernlins.bsky.social
Penny refuses to be afraid of Thomas, but that doesnt mean he *won't* kill her.

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Penny raised a chilly eyebrow. “If there’s no hope of me surviving, there’s no reason for me to cooperate.” He shrugged and crouched down next to her. Penny refused to flinch when his knee touched her arm. “There’s the promise that the pain will end,” he said softly. “That’s historically worked well for my family.” “If you think I don’t have precautions against capture and torture in place, you’re an idiot. And anyway. You owe me.” She jabbed a finger into his chest. “You owe me, Loss.” His eyes flashed gold when she said his name. He reached for her. Penny inhaled sharply and tried to summon some scrap of magical ability, but she was spent. Her gun was on the ground next to her. She might as well have left it at home.
January 17, 2026 at 1:18 PM
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art by @polinagipp.bsky.social and words by @stephwrites.bsky.social

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HELLBOUND ART REVEAL FEAT. @polinagipp.bsky.social

“You keep lying to me, but this time I have a very large 💉 in my hand. Try again.”

Absolutely floored by this incredible piece from one of my favorite scenes (I have too many faves.)

HELLBOUND is available to pre-order everywhere. #booksky
A tall shadowy man tends to the wounds of a grumpy feral woman in the saddest kitchen you’ve ever seen. Closeup of the tall shadowy man. Closeup of the grumpy feral woman. HANDS. TOUCHING HANDS.
January 16, 2026 at 7:31 PM
derlakernlins.bsky.social
Riley is my favorite Owens brother to write because he's fully bought-in to the family mission

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Riley was the shortest of the Owens brothers, aftermarket testosterone not quite being up to the challenge of giving a man the growth spurts of his brothers. In appearance, Riley was a little clone of their father: square jaw, full lips, proud blue eyes, and a capacity for relentless violence that would be pretty impressive if if had been attached to someone with a brain. But you do domestic terrorism with the dipshits you have, not the dipshits you want.
January 16, 2026 at 1:26 PM
derlakernlins.bsky.social
Me: i should take it easy on myself this year, enjoy some chill vibes

Also me: hmmm if i havent completed a 50 mile ruck before i turn 40 i am less valuable as a human
January 15, 2026 at 10:59 PM
derlakernlins.bsky.social
Penny Merritt knows not to interrupt an enemy while he's busy shooting himself in the foot

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Julian Chase was a petty tyrant, everyone knew it. Those in power might prop up petty tyrants because it enabled them to be lenient and beneficent in comparison. But that relied on those tyrants remaining useful. They had to not fuck up. And Chase had been fucking up. Penny was a better lab manager. Her research was not as polished, but by the time she was his age she’d surpass him exponentially. People wanted to work for her and nobody wanted to work for Chase. And now, when he’d fucked up in such an undeniable, massive way in front of the entire Vigiles Draconi in Concord… he tried to pin it on the more popular member.
January 15, 2026 at 2:59 PM
derlakernlins.bsky.social
John's just being neighborly!

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His tongue touched her clit like lightning touching a cliff face. Penny crumbled. She melted. She flowed like current. She stroked his hair with one hand, squeezing her own breast with the other. This was bliss. She rolled her body into him, freed from sight or thought or anything but raw, sexual panting. The sensations mounted, the bright heat built inside her pelvis, spreading tendrils of shuddering pleasure throughout her body.
January 14, 2026 at 12:24 PM
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dannyvegito.bsky.social
living in a world where the only two jobs are “gambling” and “murder” isn’t nearly as cool as Cowboy Bebop made it out to be
January 12, 2026 at 3:47 PM
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No tentacles, just Gary.

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Gary flexed its wet, horrible fingers. “I can help you, yes.” A sticky, reeking limb reached towards her, touching the inner edge of the circle. Its magic passed through the binding with disconcerting ease, though in this case it was beneficial. Penny felt the subliminal tightness behind her neck relax as the fog that still clouded her mind lifted.
January 12, 2026 at 1:12 PM
derlakernlins.bsky.social
Conditional immortality introduces you to some strange people over the centuries.

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“I’m not summoning a demon.” Niamh handed Harker Alternatives to Philosophy, indicating the page marked with a Chinese takeout menu. Harker looked at the spell, frowning and muttering to himself. “Huh. Don’t recognize that name. And the binding architecture is… hmm.” His eyebrows furrowed, then climbed toward his hairline as realization dawned. He stared at the page, then up at Niamh. “Jesus Christ, Niamh, why does a death guide owe you a favor?!”
January 11, 2026 at 11:55 AM