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Elena V Barden
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She/her, Scribbler of code and words, Adult supervision required like seriously,

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Elena V Barden @elenavbarden.bsky.social · Jan 5
archiveofourown.org/works/55556215

Adding my own work because, under representation of second person, sapphic self-insert.

#lesfic #wlwromance #sapphicromance #nolesbiandie
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weratedogs.com
You're kidding me. We only rate dogs. This is a rainbow bagel. I really need you all to start sending us dogs, because we only rate dogs. Thank you... 12/10 (IG: mrpeanutbutter.69)
i can't believe i'm describing this, but a rainbow bagel rests on a gray couch. it is vibrant and beautiful. to the untrained eye, one might the rainbow bagel is actually a tan greyhound wearing a colorful striped sweater and a colorful wavy design collar resting in a perfectly round circle position.
November 25, 2025 at 8:16 PM
elenavbarden.bsky.social
Other people : When you are a parent, learn a lot of new things.
Meanwhile, we learned the names of all the dogs in paw patrol.
November 23, 2025 at 11:25 AM
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jeleakauthor.bsky.social
Happy #LesFicFri 🏳️‍🌈
Theme: Chill
Classic Noirvember film vibes, but sapphic! From 𝘐𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘚𝘩𝘢𝘥𝘰𝘸 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘗𝘢𝘴𝘵 (Shadow Series Book 1).

Dark secrets and forbidden desires collide in this sapphic noir spy series. 💄👠🥃

Available in audiobook, narrated by Abby Craden!
books2read.com/itsotp
#BookSky 🌈📚💜
This is a book quote graphic for In the Shadow of the Past (Shadow series Book 1) by J.E. Leak. The text reads: The moonlight through the skylight’s rectangular panels splayed a grid pattern across the floor. “I feel like I’m in that Hitchcock film,” Kathryn said, as they were bathed in shades of gray. “Suspicion.” “Yes, that’s the one. The spiderweb effect.” “On the stairwell,” Jenny said, “with the ominous glowing—” “Glass of milk,” they said in unison. While Jenny laughed, a chill skittered up Kathryn’s spine. If things didn’t go as expected tonight, Jenny could be caught in a web of intrigue that would ruin her life.
November 21, 2025 at 9:49 AM
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marinestjean.bsky.social
#Lesficfri the Tyton sequel uses "chill" a lot, being at the edge of the Arctic Ocean, but this one is my favorite so far.
#lesfic #sapphic
Kerr blinked, not quite believing what she was seeing. Was Lusa masturbating? In her bed? She couldnt be. But all the telltale signs were there; the knees slightly raised to hide her hand. Mouth wide to minimise the sound of her breathing. The subtle curl of her toes digging into the mattress. Kerr froze, a chill speeding to her heart. Lusa embarrassed easily. She would die if she found out Kerr knew what she was doing. If she learned Kerr was watching her. But she couldn’t not watch. Fuck. If she’d known Lusa liked her this much, she wouldn’t have stopped with a kiss. And with so little time, she cursed herself for wasting it.
November 21, 2025 at 10:27 AM
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alexamilneauthor.bsky.social
#lesficfri - chill
Slightly unusual section. My MCs are on their first day out together - as friends - to Skipton and they visit the castle, a place I've been to many times. There is a long drop toilet.
mybook.to/oDWWD
November 21, 2025 at 11:05 AM
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sayaashrah.bsky.social
#LesficFri "Chill"

Going with vibes, but I think this moment fits really well 😊 From "Butterflies in the Stomach", Pt 1 of my two-part short fanfic based on a New Mutants story.

If you want to know what happened, you can read it here :D archiveofourown.org/works/64445764.

#Lesfic #Marvel #Ao3
Rahne kept her gaze on the arena, but Dani could tell, without needing help from their psychic rapport, only through the pulse she felt on Rahne's wrist, beating faster and faster as Dani stroked her thumb, that she was no longer paying attention to the stunts. Unable to keep the pretense any longer, Rahne turned to Dani, eyes wide and glowing with a fire that found a match inside Dani's chest. It was not unlike the feeling she had experienced while flying in the gyrocopter, but it was also nothing like that. There was no block of ice in the pit of her stomach, but an entire colony of butterflies fluttering inside her, so many Dani almost felt like they could make her levitate, and this time, she wanted to fly. Rahne glanced down at their intertwined hands before looking back up at Dani, who answered her silent question with a smile. With her free hand, Rahne clutched the wolf plushie as she leaned towards Dani, and Dani towards her, her whole world reduced to the redhead before her. And then...
November 21, 2025 at 12:32 PM
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adamreisinger.com
#lesficfri

From THE ICE BETWEEN US, since none of my three WIPs have lesbian main characters (we’ll get back to them in Book 3 of Seasons On Ice)
But after three rounds, she finally succumbed to exhaustion. It's now 8:29 a.m. and this is the latest I've been in bed since that hot summer day back in Florida when I told Beth I was quitting. The day that changed everything. The day that set me and Freja on the path to... this. Her arm is still draped over my naked body. The room is cold, but her body is warm, inviting, and her breath on the back of my neck is more refreshing than the chill from a newly frozen pond. There is nowhere in the world I'd rather be, because last night was everything I could have ever hoped for. Beth was right, I am dumb. Dumb for not having told Freja how I felt about her weeks ago. All I want to do is stay with her all day.
November 21, 2025 at 12:48 PM
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oceanwrites.bsky.social
From a collection of Sapphic thoughts on love, loss, laughs, and life titled "Love You Like A Woman"
💞🌈
#SapphicPoetry
#Lesficfri
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November 21, 2025 at 12:48 PM
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taupress.com
#LesFicFri "CHILL"

Taking shelter from a rain storm...

From THE TASTE OF VERONICA by Stephanie Bull (a pen-name of Steve Turnbull), from Book 2 of VERONICA'S LIFE

#sapphic #romantasy #lesFic #writingCommunity #lesbian #writing #reading
#LesFicFri "CHILL" “I’ll find the light,” said Polly. “No!” “What?” “You’re soaking wet, you might get a shock.” There was a long pause, then Polly said, “They made it very dark.” “It’s a dark room.” “I’m cold.” Veronica was feeling the chill as well. “We need to get these wet things off.” “I’m wet all through.” “So take it all off.” “Here?” “Why not?” Veronica hadn’t moved and her hand was still on the door. She found a bolt and threw it. It had been oiled and made a satisfying thunk. “No one knows we’re here, and no one can get in.” From THE TASTE OF VERONICA by Stephanie Bull (a pen-name of Steve Turnbull), from Book 2 of VERONICA'S LIFE
November 21, 2025 at 1:25 PM
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titaniatempest.bsky.social
#Excerpt from #AThousandReasons

for #lesficfri prompt #chill
November 21, 2025 at 2:50 PM
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lczielinsky.bsky.social
#lesficfri “chill”

[Brenna’s] hand brushed across Cassidy's damp shoulder, sending conflicting waves of chill and heat along the nerves. Mopping at her face, Cassidy watched Brenna walk away and wondered what the hell she should do. mybook.to/LZTurningPoint
Book cover for Turning Point by Lara Zielinsky features two women in silhouette against a mountain backdrop, next to the words Turning Point , celebrity romance, enemies to lovers, working moms, first-time sapphic
November 21, 2025 at 3:49 PM
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licoricemint.bsky.social
#lesficfri #licoriceandmint #QueerWriters #sapphic #lesfic #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts

From Licorice and Mint Ch 7: New Skin, New Scars

archiveofourown.org/series/1962421
The thought of being carried out again flashed across her mind. How many people had watched that scene? Fresh shame knotted itself up in her gut. “No. No. Maybe you know of somewhere we can just chill and talk?” Almond-shaped eyes once more looked her up and down, evaluating something. “Yeah,” the other woman replied after a pause. “I know of a place, but...fair warning, if you think the crowd here is tough well…just stick close, k?” “Will do, pit buddy.” As the faint sounds of the Nekromantix faded into the background, Ceres’ arm circled around Nat’s, pulling them closer together. “So Nat...you more of a tit woman or an ass woman?”
November 21, 2025 at 4:39 PM
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rjmartinwrites.com
#LesFicFri

Roxane doesn't even realize

🌈📚🌶️📚🪐📚💙 #QueerBooks #LGBTQBooks #SapphicBooks #QueerWriters #BisexualBooks #PromoSky #BookSky #SFF #WLW #LesFic #Sapphfic #RomanceBooks
The Weight of Her Gaze by RJ Martin
Chloe and Roxane could be great together — if Roxane wasn’t lying about everything. When Roxane the Thief makes the deal of her dreams, Chloe the Courtesan becomes the key to her success: charming …
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November 21, 2025 at 5:21 PM
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evbancroft.bsky.social
#LesFicFri *chill*

She couldn’t put her job in jeopardy. If it all went wrong, she would lose everything. A chill ran down her spine. She had everything at stake, not only for her but also for Cam.

From On the Edge of Uncertainty.
#1920sLondon #SecondChanceRomance #HistoricalRomance #WLW
November 21, 2025 at 6:56 PM
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karamoonauthor.com
When you catapult from begrudging roommate to bff so fast that you're basically family now 😅
#sapphiclineshare from Before Queens and Saints
Kallista did not say any of this. Instead she asked, "You've been assigned to the Zakynthos too, right?" "Āe, Commander." Kallista took her turn to grin with her chin jutting in that defiant Island style. Iona's surprised and delighted intake of breath was recognition enough for now. Kallista slapped her upper arm. "Good. I expect you to be on your best behaviour..." She made sure to catch Iona's eye directly as she added, "Cuz." "Ehhhhh," Iona crooned with an upwards inflection, then tipped the last of her rum into her smiling mouth. Going away from her family tomorrow was going to be hard. There was every chance that Kallista would never see her father alive again. But at least she was taking family with her, in a way.  And herself. The girl who wanted to go to sea in the first place. Maybe she was out there, waiting to be reclaimed.
November 16, 2025 at 3:17 AM
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faithfalkner.com
What else is a spaceship crew but family that argues semantics? #lesfic #SapphicLineShare
“Tell you what, Tea. While we loop around Tencair, I’ll let you step up here so that I can point out all the best stew and hash houses below.” “Thanks, Mom,” she replies cooly. “I’m not interested in your starchy, bland Sibylean cuisine, anyway.” “My, aren’t we the picky eater,” I smile, while putting on my best disappointed mom voice. I tsk. “Oh my dearest Tea, if only you grew up on a wind-swept volcanic rock, you’d learn to appreciate what you had available to you, and all the subtle nuances you can get out of a stew by simply changing the weight and measure of a roux.” “Fie! Nothing on this world has any flavor,” she continues, picking up the fine sport of jocular conversation. Now this is the type of lighthearted banter with her I appreciate. “My only regret in coming here at all is that you’ve only just started getting any of the best imports from the Republic. I need some spices from my homeworld. I’ve not yet found a single place serving anything with heat, like a piri nut curry.” Fletcher pipes up. “Isn’t a curry just a stew?” “No!” she insists. “It’s a slow-cooked, saucy dish of chunky meat, vegetables, and spices, served over a starch like rice. Pungent spices help you eat less and be satisfied sooner. Very colorful, flavorful, and healthy, okay? Nothing like that meat and potatoes vomit you call a stew.” “What you just described is a stew over rice,” I assert. “You don’t put stew on top of the starch, you put it in a bowl,” she retorts. “What does it matter where the starch goes on the plate?” “Presentation, Ash! And besides, you Sibbies didn't have the slightest clue about chili powder a century ago. With you lot, it’s all like, what? Dill, thyme, celery seed, and black pepper maybe? How absolutely dull.” “It’s all going down the same mouth hole. And a stew recipe can absolutely call for chili powder. ...
November 16, 2025 at 3:48 AM
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leahbauerwrites.bsky.social
#SapphicLineShare for "give"

#WritingPrompt #WritingCommunity #QueerWriters #WriteSky #BookSky
An excerpt from my Be Gay Do Crimes WIP: The full intensity of Melirin’s focus on her is electrifying, and it’s so fucking hot Ness has to concentrate hard not to stumble. Not that anyone would blame her if she did. Melirin is breathtaking with a sword in her hands, her white shirt clinging to her muscles, and her black braid whipping through the air when she spins away. “Ready to give up?” Melirin asks, toying with her by hovering just out of reach. “Aww, if you’re too tired to keep going, you can admit it. I thought you’d have more stamina, but—”
November 21, 2025 at 3:17 PM
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licoricemint.bsky.social
#SapphicLineShare #lesficfri #licoriceandmint #QueerWriters #sapphic #lesfic #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts

From One Bad Tuesday: Chapter 9 - You Pull Back the Curtain ( In Progress)

archiveofourown.org/series/3436765
Now she had a fierce, long mane of white hair sheared into a mohawk, still sporting the half-royal purple color that Vola helped her paint in. She was strong and revitalized. Given new purpose and knowledge to rebuild her life as a healer. No longer the awkward wannabe punk scared that the Silks were about to abandon her. Vola heard what people called her when they thought Nat wasn’t listening. The Angel of the Silks. Still rail-thin though. Thinner than last month. With as much as she ate, that shouldn’t be the case. Her lavender skin was ashened and not as vibrant as it used to be. It was as if something was draining her vitality. Burning her out in a whole new way. Another question for later. Vola chided herself.
November 21, 2025 at 4:45 PM
elenavbarden.bsky.social
#lesficfri

A Paladin's Knight

Matty just picked an addled girl from wreckage and "offered" to put her up for a night.

archiveofourown.org/works/59420398
November 21, 2025 at 7:32 PM
elenavbarden.bsky.social
#sapphiclineshare #lesfic #sapphic #wlwbooks.

Two Lies and the Truth Between Them.

When suddenly the girl you are seeing tosses you her apartment keys.
November 21, 2025 at 7:26 PM
elenavbarden.bsky.social
Coffee shop AU's be like, She is a superhero who is faster than a light pulse. Here is another who can shoot twenty arrows while backflipping on a tightrope but their hands will still clumsily meet while reaching for the same sugar like both have zero spatial awareness suddenly.
November 20, 2025 at 11:14 AM
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merriam-webster.com
Autocorrect has become our worst enema.
November 19, 2025 at 10:04 PM
elenavbarden.bsky.social
Coffee shop AU's be like,
Here are 101 coffee flavours we offer.
MC: Please give me the one that is easy to spill on the next girl to start the conversation.

#sapphic #lesfic #wlwbooks
November 17, 2025 at 9:24 AM
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neonsun.bsky.social
Karlach x Hellboy
November 16, 2025 at 8:20 PM
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adamreisinger.com
The #WIPSnips word for November 15th is “progress”

From Seasons On Ice Book 2
"Hockey guys are only interested in one thing," my father adds. "You shouldn't trust them." "Dad, you're a hockey guy," I remind him. He played in the minors for years and has been coaching since his early 30s, working his way up from youth leagues to his current role as an assistant for an AHL team. "And I was only interested in one thing when I met your mother." "He was quite good at it too." Oh my God, I do not need to hear about my parents' sex life. "Was? I think I'm still pretty good at it." I hear my mom giggle and I know exactly where this is going, and I have zero interest in being a bystander as it progresses. "Okay, I'm hanging up now. Love you mom, love you dad. See you next month when we're in Montréal."
November 15, 2025 at 11:47 AM