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TanukiTycho
@tanukitycho.bsky.social
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Not a lot to say, I'm a self-taught artist/writer who loves wholesome stuff and weird things. I just can't promise my works to everyone's tastes.

One more thing;

No AI
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TanukiTycho @tanukitycho.bsky.social · Jul 25
Nobody asked for it, but I drew up the Moon Rabbit Service's uniform minimal requirements for the main six divisions, with details.

See alt for clearer details because I have shite handwriting, I know.
Cook - Blue / In House server - Light Blue Requirements; - Button down shirt - Slip Resistant Shoes - armband, scarf, tie, bow tie for the Moon Rabbit Logo Suggested wear; - Black Pants Lagomorph Platoon - Red Requirements; Logo must be visible. Otherwise none. Janitorial Staff - Orange - Dirt resistant clothes Required, shirt must also be collarer with a Logo visible somewhere on the uniform. Suggestions; - Gloves - Mask Coffee/Bartending/Escort - Black Requirements; - Formal wear - Bow, tie, scarf, or armband for Logo Butler/Maid - Green Requirements; Uniform is up to individual, but must be formal & bear Moon Rabbit Services logo. Medical - White Requirements; - Medical scrubs with Logo - Slip Resistant shoes
tanukitycho.bsky.social
Kind of a follow up to yesterday's words of the detail, going into a bit more detail.

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"Where was I? Oh right. No throne if I just ate everything." He nodded, after confirming with himself; "Well! Because I'm a being of Greed, my gut knows value, and I can sense treasure in trash." He turned his head to them, giving them a wicked grin. "Guess who found a leftover Portal Crystal from the Aurthorian ages of Camelot!" "Those were outlawed and discontinued for use by anyone due to misuse of them." Cryog noted, Redeg laughed at that. "That's true... but I use mine for good." Redeg noted, immediately getting skeptical looks from the pair, he grinned expecting that response turning to them. "I know I'm not exactly one who's well liked among the Heavens, but consider this for a minute; have you ever wondered what happened to old treasures from old wars? Weapons, jewelry, currencies, golds, silvers, the list I have can expand endlessly. But I'll tell what happened; they were lost to time, missing in action. All that precious metal and materials. Poof." He made an explosion gesture with his hand. "Gone. Unclaimed. Lost. Nobody could find them. Sure some mortals have found some pieces, but what? That took them... a hundred years to suddenly care? Maybe even longer in some cases, then what do they do with them?" He tilted his head, looking down on them. "PUT THEM BEHIND GLASS!!! For Display! I'm all for having expensive, guady, decor, but these treasures don't end up in homes!" Redeg began to rant, "They end up in public spaces for a miniscule fee to be observed for maybe five minutes, more or less! It's tasteless! Tacky! Awful even! It leaves a bitter taste in my mouth to think such glorious things go to such extraordinary waste!" He shook his head, "Sometimes they even leave broken things hidden in storage rooms, out of sight, leaving them to collect dust! It disgusts me!" He lowered his head in disappointment, with eyes closed as if he was grieving at the mere thought of it.
November 22, 2025 at 12:47 PM
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kellyarekayyeo.com
the only good thing about genAI is that it got me to really love seeing bad art, because I know a person put in time and effort, made themselves vulnerable by showing it to others, and is trying to improve. I value that more than anything now
Cartoon meme of Sonic the Hedgehog (from Archie Comics' Sonic the Hedgehog comic book series, Jan 1994) lying down and looking smugly at the camera with a speech bubble that reads: “I want bad art made slowly by real people AND I'M NOT KIDDING”
November 20, 2025 at 12:51 AM
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susankayequinn.bsky.social
My new favorite kind of meme is "here are detailed instructions on how to turn off AI". 🔨
ABI Bouhmaida @forgoodcode Every Windows 11 PC is now an Al PC with Copilot at the center of it all. Here's how to get rid of Copilot completely from your computer (1/3) ABI Bouhmaida @forgoodcode 1/ Settings App > Personalization > Taskbar > Other System Tray Icons > Switch "Microsoft 365 Copilot App" Off This hides Copilot from your taskbar (9) ABI Bouhmaida @forgoodcode 2/ Press Win + R > Type in ‘regedit’ > Navigate to "HKEY _CURRENT_USER\ Software \ Policie s\Microsoft\ Windows" > Right-click on the "Windows" Key > New > Key > Name the new key "WindowsCopilot’ > Right-click on the new key EY > DWORD (32-bit) Value @forgoodcode 3/ > Name the value "TurnOffWindowsCopilot’ > Double-click the name of the value > Set the "Value Data" to 1 > Restart your computer Congrats! Copilot is now completely gone from your computer. Hope this helps
November 19, 2025 at 3:00 PM
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cometkins.bsky.social
What's something you wanted to include in your last book that just didn't make the cut for one reason or another? #WritingPrompt
November 21, 2025 at 3:35 PM
tanukitycho.bsky.social
Any use of "Direction" I've found in my work either is in spoiler territory or scrapped pages. So I just went with "Directly".
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As the two walked about the shops they ended up picking up a few more things. Between the two of them they got more unusual food, a few true fiction books(and a cookbook), a set of rather pricey earrings seeming to use jade as the jewel, and a blade polisher to be used after sharpening. "We got more than I originally thought we'd get." Cryog admitted as she carried her own bags. "Yeah. A lot of good deals and variety like the demons don't know how to price things properly or... they're just surprisingly generous." "Or they don't have much to give in exchange." Cryog seemed to muse, "That's... a depressing thought." "I hadn't considered it before, but where *do* they get their money?" "From Ashler's factory..." A voice spoke up behind them. It was... Wretched on the ears. Almost like the sound of nails on a chalkboard, but just below that... where it hit the ears with an itch, and twinge. "Scraps they find on the floors or corpses of their peers..." A deep sinking feeling began to fill their stomachs, they turned to meet the voice, prepared to defend themselves. "From my mines..." the pair were face to face, with the Demon King himself, Redeg in all his revolting appearance; crimson, blood red, greasy fur, a broken bent up crown, stained clothes that barely covered his pot belly, a bushy red tail that oddly ended in a rat's tail, a disgusting, yellow and decayed toothy grin. "Or from me directly, as a sort of Loan." He answered, then shrugged. "Or other means, but same difference regardless. Some of us arent complete Savages! Which speaking of my royal blooded friends, you can put your hands down, I'm not here to start anything." Redeg held up his hands with a wicked grin. Cryog lowered her fists, but Sidra kept a paw on her halbred, fingers curled tightly around the hilt. "Now, now..." He waved his hands, "I'm just here to collect what's owed to me, my firey foxy friend. You and I have no business, no reason to fight."
November 21, 2025 at 11:48 AM
tanukitycho.bsky.social
Classic trope of things we take for granted, no longer being special...
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The day was drawing to an end, Murabaa was the first to notice between him and the imp. "That's enough." He simply stated before bashing Scorpio back with the handle of his halbred. Scorpio grunted at the smack, quickly wrapping his claws around the handle as a reflex. "But-!" "It's getting late." Scorpio looked to the sky, noticing the colors in the sky now becoming more orange and pink. He paused, enamored by the setting shades, releasing his grip on the weapon. Murabaa took it back, sheathing it behind his shoulders then noticed the imp staring. He turned to see what he was looking at but saw nothing but the sky, he tried focusing but at best maybe saw a cloud. "What is it?" "I... I've never seen the sky change to such pretty colors." "Mm. Hardly anything special." Murabaa dismissed it, as he stretched his wings. "Come on, I got a reservation at a nice little bed and breakfast being hosted by generous people." "Nothing special?! I never seen a sunset like this! It's so... astounding!" "The sun rises and descends like that all the time. Sometimes slower, sometimes quicker, how old are you for an imp to have never noticed?" Scorpio paused, tapping his claw to his head thinking on it. "Are you being serious? That's not a difficult question." "Well... I spent so long underground, time was irrelevant with no sun... we all just trusted when Ashler or Redeg said work time was over, but they never specified the exact time. Some others tried to calculate to figured it out using some methods... but we always had mixed answers." Scorpio explained best he could, scratching his head. Murabaa seemed to bite his tongue at that response, a twinge of guilt washing over him for being snippy. "Erm... oh! Wait I remember! Every turn of a year, Ashler and Redeg would announce the current year!" Scorpio noted, "And, what was the first instance?" "Nineteen, o'two!" "Nineteen..." Murabaa calculated under his breath, then his face dropped. "What... whats with that look?"
November 20, 2025 at 12:28 PM
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adwills.bsky.social
friendly reminder to tell a creative you liked something you enjoyed from them, repost, whatever. it goes a long way.
November 19, 2025 at 7:44 PM
tanukitycho.bsky.social
I love it when I come up with the weirdest analogies that just make sense. In this case;

"Peopl would roast me so hard, I'd become a puck of burnt toast."
a toaster with smoke coming out of the top
Alt: a toaster with smoke coming out of the top
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November 19, 2025 at 8:07 PM
tanukitycho.bsky.social
Every pantheon has their own ideals of heaven and hell, and to reflect that I decided to connect them all so it's kind of like... Heaven and Hell are their own dimensions similar to Earth... just obvious either more hellish and ravaged or luxurious and idyllic.
#WritingPrompt
cometkins.bsky.social Ian Haramaki 🏳️‍⚧️✨ @cometkins.bsky.social · 3d
Is there an afterlife in your book's setting? What's it like? What does the book's world teach about it? #WritingPrompt
November 19, 2025 at 3:46 PM
tanukitycho.bsky.social
To be able to serve Gods, you must be able to perform to Godly standards.

Challenging enough as is... they neglect to mention the horror stories tucked away in between the pages of legends of their abhorrent behavior.
#WritingPompts #WIPSnips #WritingCommunity #WriteSky
-- Okashi chuckled, then leaned on the counter as she did... Tycho noticed her fur go from its night sky blue to a darker hue, the stars becoming slightly muted out. "Thats true, and I all ready deal with enough as is." Okashi put one foot behind the other, letting a deep exasperated sigh, Tycho almost thought she was going to deflate like a balloon from it. "Twenty more." Okashi suddenly, said somberly. "This month?!" Korta responded in a way that implied if he had eyes where his horns were they'd be bugging out. "This week." Okashi corrected the dragon. "Good gods, what are those animals doing to them?!" Korta grumbled, as he checked the pot it was a third of the way full, but still pouring. Tycho opened his mouth prepared to ask... but in an instant he knew what they meant; "People... who quit?" Tycho asked quietly, Okashi jumped seeming to momentarily forget he was there. She looked uncomfortable at the question, but Korta didn't hesitate. "And people think demons are the bane of humanity itself." Korta mumbled, Okashi pursed her lip. "Yes." She answered uneasily. "I... I do everything I can for them." Okashi's hand curled to her chest. "Pink rabbits, the Demon Redemption Program, massive pay, the... Debtor system. All the other Okashis found ways to fix staffing issues, and the desires of gods... even if some leave a bad taste in my mouth, they work! But... it's starting to not be enough again." Okashi grit her teeth in frustration. "I don't know what I could possibly do to fix it." Okashi quietly admitted, her eyes glistening. "I can't negotiate with the council for more pay, they told me this flatly, they even warned me I'm going to have to cut it down... a lot when the negotiations end, if the Enlightening comes soon." Okashi barely mumbled, "Can't you lay down the law? Use the ToS?" Tycho suggested, uncerain what else to offer. He got what he could only describe as a Indignant snort from Korta, "...They tried before. They broke first."
November 19, 2025 at 11:50 AM
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#Dispatch devs have no interest in using AI for game development 🎮

"AI feels like a production solution, not a creative one. Maybe it's a creative one if you aren't creative"

"Whatever we're building, it has to connect. It's got to be made by people. It's got to connect to people"

(via GIBiz)
November 18, 2025 at 12:37 AM
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wipsnips.bsky.social
The #WIPSnips word for November 18th is "retrograde"

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#WIPSnips a bluesky writing community tag November 18 - retrograde Share a line from your WIP with the daily word for inspiration Use #WIPSnips. Don't forget Alt Text for graphics Synonyms, variation and vibes are fine. Support others on the #WIPSnips tag! Hosted by rosie-j-potter.bsky.social The image behind the text is a border that is black with stars with a light blue rectangle highlighted by a fuchsia line. An illustrated caticorn holding a pencil and writing in a book with a rose behind one ear is in the lower right corner
November 18, 2025 at 8:33 AM
tanukitycho.bsky.social
Hardest is definitely battles and the scenery. Mostly writing out the battle for extended periods and describing scenery ends up either too much or too little.

Easiest is writing vibe scenes and multiple people talking together. I use a weird technique where I kind of take on their mindset.
bookspotlight.bsky.social Indie Book Spotlight @bookspotlight.bsky.social · 5d
What scenes are the hardest and easiest for you to write?

Hardest for me: Drawn out battle scenes. Takes me forever to write because I'm trying to keep the action going.

Easiest: Dialogue. I trained on Gilmore Girls, Tolkien and Buffy lmao. Dialogue is my jam.
November 18, 2025 at 3:03 AM
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Why am I so against generative AI in games?

Because I simply do not want my initial reaction to art to be one of suspicion and scrutiny, AI slop is fundamentally damaging my relationship to art and artistry, and I am deeply resentful that it is forcing me to be guarded when I should be wowed.
November 17, 2025 at 6:54 PM
tanukitycho.bsky.social
I use spend a lot more than I thought I did... but decided to go with this instance.

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The door burst open with a bit of a burst of cold air, and Okashi led the way in. Tycho looked around at all the options, as Drilltooth continued to piggyback off the Tanuki. "Try to be somewhat quick, not because we can't spend all day in here- but because this *is* a freezer." She requested, as Tycho gave the options a quick glance, humming. His unease was obvious, his hand reaching out then pausing. Drilltooth rolled his eyes, leaning over his shoulder and beside Tycho's left ear. "Hey." The tanuki paused, tilting his head slightly. "Don't think, just do. Its not going to be the only thing on the menu, and even if its not popular it'll get eaten. Be it by me, staff, you, or Okashi even." Drilltooth advised, he could feel the tanuki's shoulders loosen, and relax, as he returned his gaze to the options. Without hesitation, he gestured a halibut. "I'm going to need a few of these depending on how many people request the gumbo." He noted, then stood up. "Pounds of shrimp and crab meat too." Okashi nodded, smiling a bit more as she watched the tanuki sound and quickly gain more pride. "Also- I need Okra, Celery, Garlic, Onion, Chili Peppers- a good colorful mixed bag, Jasmine rice also needs to be prepared..." He skimmed the meat options till he paused on an enormous pig on a hook. It was larger than a cow, hairer too, as he sized it up he noticed the massive tusks it bore. Then his nose twitched it certainly had an odor to it. "What is this?" Tycho "Erymanthian boar. It's a long story, but we decided to create more than one during..." she hesitated for a moment, Drilltooth gripped Tycho's back a bit tighter seeming to recount whatever Okashi was thinking of. "A time when food was a bit more... scarce for mortals. Which, it ultimately didn't matter. These boar's meat are juicy and tender, but rarely make it to the table due to their potent-" "Sausage for my gumbo." Tycho requested, Okashi's eyebrows perked up at that, she chuckled. "Are you sure..?"
November 17, 2025 at 12:44 PM
tanukitycho.bsky.social
If you're wishing to understand the powers divided by Heaven and Hell, the best person to ask is a Demon Collector.

Free bit of advice; Don't ask one you've thoroughly annoyed in the past. They will take pleasure in giving a hands-on example.

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"You don't know what those are do you?" Cezelia asked, Murabaa didn't respond. "Naw... ya don't, but you felt it. Something off about them?" Cezelia guessed as if she was reading his mind. He couldn't see her eyes behind the dark veil, but could feel her gaze burrowing into his soul. "Underworld, Mortal Plains, and Heavens. I can draw power from all three to do my job, as part of my contract with Kalfu. Get what I'm saying?" Cezelia asked slowly, Murabaa glowered. "Yes... seem to. Judging by the way your entire frame is shaking." Murabaa could feel his heart beating in anticipation, he couldn't take it anymore, fight or flight. His mind was screaming it, and he came too far to run away. Murabaa outstretched his wing firing a divine burst of energy. He saw the lizard move blocking his blast with a divine ward... as she did, she stepped closer with slow careful steps. He waited, holding the beam... then when she was close enough he struck with a quick slash of his halbred. When Murabaa's calmness set in there was nobody standing before him. "We cannot survive without both." Then he noticed a slight bit of movement just barely out of sight, he lifted his head, and Cezelia's claws came into sight grabbing by the beak with one hand. "Your obnoxious light." Before he could retaliate she lifted the veil, her eyes were brighter than they were before, his body stiffened everything felt like stone. "And Demonic Darkness." She let go of his beak, letting Murabaa fall to the ground frozen stiff by a spell from her eyes. He was trapped within his own mind, "That is what I helped the tanuki see all those years ago... he was bewitched by the idea of tapping into the light. But you and him can't just decide to do that. Its your birthrights to be Dark or Light." Cezelia explained, Murabaa tried to expell the curse from his body using his divine energy, he managed to get some control lifting his head. "How're the worms? Any good ones for fishing later?"
November 16, 2025 at 12:27 PM
tanukitycho.bsky.social
Share a Christmas Movie
November 15, 2025 at 3:02 PM
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jametc.bsky.social
steam is apparently allowing "this game had AI in it that it didn't disclose" as a valid return statement, so if you or anyone you know actually paid $70 for slop, get that money back
November 15, 2025 at 9:10 AM
tanukitycho.bsky.social
This segment from the Mythologically Accurate pages was one of the few instances of "Progress" that came up.
Why is it from the Mythologically Accurate pages? Lots more context than I can give. But just know they're playing Smash or Pass.

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The imp seemed to think for a long moment minute before saying; "I- I don't know... Ashler?" Tycho raised his brow to the name, Cloves and Drilltooth immediately taking sips of their drinks. "Who's Ashler?" Tycho asked confused, before Bakari could say anything, Cloves chimed in. "People sometimes refer to her as the Machine Queen of Hell-" "Or its CEO." Drilltooth chimed in, Tycho shrugged. "Never heard either." "Check the clients tab in the Moon Rabbit Service's app and search her name." Cloves suggested. Tycho did as he was told, almost immediately finding a picture of an Anthro Opossum with massive poofy, and wild black hair. She was actually rather pretty, then... Tycho noticed something odd. The ear looked grated... like a microphone. Tycho squinted, looking closer, thinking maybe it was just the small size of the icon... but then he noticed her eyes, it looked unmistakably like the lens of a camera. Tycho blinked confused, "Like I said, Machine Queen." Cloves spoke up, Tycho looked to him confused. "Is she a robot?" "Cyborg." "Really? What's her dominion?" "Progression... excessive lazy progression. You know the negative part of the advancement of technology. Where each step foward leaves some kind of lasting negative impact." CIoves clarified, Tycho hummed. "Well... she doesn't look bad. Is she really that nasty in person?" Tycho asked curiously, Drilltooth shook his head. "Oh no, she's kind enough. Rather peachy and intelligent..." Drilltooth shook his head, "It's just the way she looks at people, either as garbage or when she's looking at me like I'm a machine... and what parts could be replaced. Hegh..." Drilltooth shuddered, his entire frame shivering. "It's worse when she verbalizes it." Bakari sheepishly coined in, before taking a drink. "Ah... I see." Tycho shuddered at the mere thought quietly taking a drink. After a few more rounds of uncomfortable questions only three remained at the table. Bakari leaving to deal with the night shift.
November 15, 2025 at 12:37 PM
tanukitycho.bsky.social
Sometimes, when words fail a God. They use actions to convey messages.
#art
"D-Did I step on your toes?" Tycho asked quietly, "No. Your dancing is acceptable." Tiamat answered back, barely moving her snout. "Then why are you glaring..?" Tycho followed up his question, "You don't need to concern yourself. It's not directed at you." -- "Lady Tiamat... I feel like we're being watched." Tycho quietly noted, "By many." She noted quietly. -- "How's things looking?" Sidra whispered to Murabaa as the two preformed for the crowd, "Somethings... wrong. Masui looks rather annoyed." Murabaa whispered back, with a concerned tone. He quickly felt Sidra's fingers dig into his wings as she growled. "What the hell do you mean by that?! Isn't this what he wanted, too!?" Sidra questioned, "I'll swing you around so you can see for yourself. Just give me a moment. And keep that chaotic aura contained." Murabaa murmured back quietly. "No promises. You're all ready asking a LOT here." Sidra growled back.
November 14, 2025 at 11:51 PM
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toonhive.bsky.social
‘The Owl House’ creator Dana Terrace responds to Disney+ funding AI-generated short form content in new tweet:

“Unsubscribe from Disney+. Pirate Owl House. I don’t care. Fuck gen AI.”
November 14, 2025 at 2:39 AM
tanukitycho.bsky.social
Tuned and fixed this one up a bit.
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With a yawn, Stolas stretched, his wings shuffling and ruffling his tightly packed feathers. He hummed, "Ah... gods. It's It's ages since I felt so comfortable." Stolas commented as he watched Tycho kneel before the fireplace, poking at logs with the iron prod. "I always hate hearing that from God's. 'Ages' could range from a week to several years for gods and demon royals." Tycho explained, Stolas smiled tiredly. "Heh, well in my case, its been..." He thought for a moment, then his face screwed up tightly as he thought harder. "Um... huh." Stolas hummed, Tycho turned his attention to the owl king. "What?" He asked standing up a bit more straight. "I think the last time I was comfortable, was when I wrapped myself in my wings, and took a nap in my chair at my desk." Stolas admitted, with a sheepish chuckle. "Gods damn..." Tycho commented quietly as he moved the fireplace cover back in place. "Ah-hah... rarely a moment to really sit around when everyone keeps shoving over trivial work that takes me barely a minute to complete." Stolas scoffed as he adjusted himself, snuggling into his wings tighter, till he was practically like a massive burrito. "Barely minutes, becomes hours on end when the paperwork stacks to the ceiling." Tycho noted, one of Stolas' hands emerged from the feathers cocoon to do a one handed shrug. "I know! Tell that to the lazy demons who pushed their work off onto my desk." Tycho tipped his head. "Why did you let them?" Stolas glowered at Tycho, "I just mean- you're the king of the Web of Fate's upkeep right?" Stolas sat up a bit, huffing. "Of course I am. But if I just sent the work back, I could have ended up sending it back to people who were actually stressed and needed a little breathing room. Plus if I did that, i'd just be as bad as them if not worse." Stolas defended himself, "But then you took on too much... and started running off to Korta's farm when you could."
November 14, 2025 at 12:53 PM
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adwills.bsky.social
I'm not really worried about running out of ideas as a writer because all it takes is standing there, grating some cheese, and suddenly, boom, I stand there frozen by a whole new idea unfolding before my eyes like a supernova from a dying star
November 13, 2025 at 4:55 PM
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wipsnips.bsky.social
The #WIPSnips word for November 13th is "build"

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#WIPSnips a bluesky writing community tag November 13 - build Share a line from your WIP with the daily word for inspiration Use #WIPSnips. Don't forget Alt Text for graphics Synonyms, variation and vibes are fine. Support others on the #WIPSnips tag! Hosted by rosie-j-potter.bsky.social The image behind the text is a border that is black with stars with a light blue rectangle highlighted by a fuchsia line. An illustrated caticorn holding a pencil and writing in a book with a rose behind one ear is in the lower right corner
November 13, 2025 at 8:33 AM