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.𖥔 ݁ ˖ They/Them ˚☽˚.⋆

.𖥔 ݁ ˖ Writer ༎ຶ Sleep deprived 24/7 ˚☽˚.⋆
.𖥔 ݁ ˖ Land of chaos ༎ຶ 18+ ˚☽˚.⋆
.𖥔 ݁ ˖ Minors DNI ˚☽˚.⋆

.𖥔 ݁ ˖ #Thlipsiocs #Thlipsisnippets #Thlipsisnips #Thlipsidrabbles ˚☽˚.⋆
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Ghost @katathlipsi-1.bsky.social · May 5
⋆ The Jester ⋆

#ProsePoetry #Writing #Thlipsidrabbles
It spins and twirls, arms flailing in a symphony of colors, yet its garbled song is full of rotten smiles. “It slips!” It had cried out to me once, its voice like a crow seeking prey: “Tears of rapids that consume gentile lands of gold.” It sung out, a preposterous lyric. It stole the wind from my lute with no pity: “Pain aches and willingly consumes. My friend, you are nothing but a morsel to this great fiend.” It whispered at last, its grin never to cease.
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“What creature dared leave you to such a lament?”
December 24, 2025 at 5:02 AM
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ੈ Day 27 ‧₊˚

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A challenge to writers. Post 1 sentence a day from any project for 40 days. No explanations & no judgment.

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“The ragged claws of ternoverous rip at the seams; he calls to us as he splits the godly sky.”
December 23, 2025 at 5:03 AM
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How many men does it take to change a convents lightbulb?

Nun!!! ✨
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December 22, 2025 at 6:15 PM
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A challenge to writers. Post 1 sentence a day from any project for 40 days. No explanations & no judgment.

#Thlipsisnips #WriteSky
She slid onto their lap, a nail pressed to the curve of their neck, slowly drawing downward as she leaned closer.
December 22, 2025 at 4:05 AM
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Each droplet a tear from the weeping sky, the forest mourning along with her.
December 21, 2025 at 5:12 AM
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“Dear me—please get changed before you tussle,” he sang, already disappearing into a changing room.
December 20, 2025 at 6:39 AM
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ੈ Day 23 ‧₊˚

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Her face ached, muscles strained, lips drawn back in a broken smile that refused to fade, teeth glinting against the darkness.
December 19, 2025 at 5:13 AM
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Roavne’s tears, a substitute for their own that threatened to seep out, fell unnoticed; despite it, their laughter continued, arms pressed to their face as they struggled to accept Carfin’s cold embrace against their back.
December 18, 2025 at 5:11 AM
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⋆ Sometimes ⋆

#Poem #FreeVerse #Thlipsidrabbles
Sometimes, I say the wrong things. The jester snarls in contempt, victorious in their machinations. Sometimes, I weep. The jester’s fangs dribble with putrid goop, excited by salty waterfalls.
December 18, 2025 at 1:11 AM
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The child’s heavy breath fanned against the cool window in spurts of soft white mist.
December 17, 2025 at 4:42 AM
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She paused, lips curling into a smile—only for her hood to fall over her eyes, drowning her world in fur.
December 16, 2025 at 4:13 AM
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Body arching, each tendon and bone crackling with age, popping with desperation.
December 15, 2025 at 5:46 AM
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ੈ Day 18 ‧₊˚

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A challenge to writers. Post 1 sentence a day from any project for 40 days. No explanations & no judgment.

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“Lovebirds, we’re on in five, wrap it up my dears,”
December 14, 2025 at 4:49 AM
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I have to blame my friend for showing me a Spanish tv show and because now I can only hear "Antón ¿qué coño haces?" in my head
December 12, 2025 at 10:16 PM
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I totally have not gone out of order or anything…
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December 13, 2025 at 1:20 AM
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ੈ Day 16 ‧₊˚

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A challenge to writers. Post 1 sentence a day from any project for 40 days. No explanations & no judgment.

#Thlipsisnips #WriteSky
Calloused hands heavy with sin tore into the rotten soil of Zantarous’ home, the earth splitting open for them as the deity’s cries fell on deaf ears and dirt seeped into cloth and nail.
December 13, 2025 at 1:19 AM
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Love not being able to edit my posts…
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December 13, 2025 at 1:17 AM
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need to fossilise beneath the willow trees with my bogman lover I am yearning

if you get it you get it tbh
December 12, 2025 at 6:22 AM
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A challenge to writers. Post 1 sentence a day from any project for 40 days. No explanations & no judgment.

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The wallowed cries of the decayed earth joined the devastating roar of Roavne, the encroaching rain heavy with his tears as he mourned for what could’ve been.
December 12, 2025 at 5:40 AM
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tired: would you still love me if i were a worm?

inspired: would you still love me if i were the smile of the worm-cleansed skull? the regrets of those who remain, and the restlessness of those who are gone? the haunt of mausoleums, the god of graves and age, of dust and dusk? 👉👈
December 9, 2025 at 4:01 PM
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A challenge to writers. Post 1 sentence a day from any project for 40 days. No explanations & no judgment.

#Thlipsisnips #WriteSky
Bones snapped between jagged fangs; feathers spilled from her mouth, and the thick scent of heavenly blood filled her senses.
December 11, 2025 at 4:30 AM
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It wasn’t every day a blonde hairball in a piglet apron tried to size you up like a chihuahua.
December 10, 2025 at 5:00 AM
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A challenge to writers. Post 1 sentence a day from any project for 40 days. No explanations & no judgment.

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“Devotion lies absent from your lips, your hands bear no skulls—what cruelty you sing to us.”
December 9, 2025 at 5:45 AM
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“The lull of multiple voices washed over the cafe, muffled against the closed kitchen door.”
December 8, 2025 at 5:54 AM
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portrait practice w Liliana

lore ahead ⚠️ BEWARE all this started because i was reading guilty pleasure romantasy and wanted to do it myself so it’s not very original 😭😭
December 7, 2025 at 6:00 AM