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they/them | horror writer & illustrator | currently drafting a queer horror romance
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Wren @wren-h-writes.bsky.social · Nov 5
ALL THE THINGS THAT HAUNT US - A New Adult queer paranormal romance

#questpit #W #A #H #RF
Image of a dock at a lake with a dark green overlay. The title reads: ALL THE THINGS THAT HAUNT US. In the center of the image is notebook paper with a loon at the bottom right and text that reads: Second-chance romance, Dual POV, Non-binary MC, Neurodivergent MC, Queer friendships, Small town horror, Ghost hunting, Sister relationships, Family secrets
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mynameisjoyous.bsky.social
THE NEAR BIBLICAL ADVENTURES OF DIAMOND DAHLIA
#agentsguide #questpit #NA #F #Q

A Southern liberal arts campus hides a holy war.
A girl discovers her bloodline is both miracle and curse.
The Garden of Eden is real—
and someone plans to weaponize it.
November 5, 2025 at 4:30 PM
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dillydahly.bsky.social
Exsanguine Cryptids
She must face danger, folkloric monsters, and the government agents responsible for releasing them in order to reunite with her younger brother before the country collapses- or one of them dies.

🥰sapphic romance
Stranger>Friends>❤️‍🔥
💕slow burn
🚗 road trip
#questpit #W #YA #PR #SF
Exsanguine Cryptids Dahlya Byrne a YA supernatural sci-fi apocalypse PitchA vengeful government set on reasserting its authority through violence and misinformation disrupts the life of 19 year old Xiomara. Armed with nothing but the determination of an eldest daughter, she travels across the US facing folkloric monsters and government agents alike, to reunite with her estranged younger sibling. Along the way, she becomes the unwilling leader to Jada, an old classmate she can’t quite seem to get a grasp on (or out of her head) and Rally, an older, yet surprisingly well equipped, woman with an affinity for conspiracies and substances of all kind. Eight O'Clock in the Morning Ray Faraday Nelson *Subliminal Messages, Propaganda, Lizard People Veil Haven by Anne M. Kelley * Cryptids, Lies & Secrets, LGBTQ+, Diverse The Haunting of Alejandra by V. Castro *Mexican Folklore, Family Secrets, Generational Trauma I walk with my hands stretched out before me. One step. Two steps. Three steps. No wall. Four steps. No wall. Five steps. Nothing. The air feels different. Warmer. Yet, a chill runs through me, prickling from inside my skin. My neighbor had a dog I often walked, Pancho. She didn’t pay much for how bad the dog was. It pulled and pulled on its leash, if not for being the size of a shoebox, it likely would have dragged me along with it, taken off on the hot streets of New Mexico. Dragged me past the dirt roads and onto the concrete sidewalk on the way to the park. My neighbor was old, she didn’t often get to grooming the dog. It was scraggly, fat, with long long nails. Often I would close my eyes as we walked, listening to the birds, wind, and scratching of Pancho’s nails against the floor. The sound emanating from the murk of this alley was strikingly similar. A sixth step forward is not an option. But would the wall behind me still exist? The warmth ahead of me grew to a heat that roasted my skin and made each breathe an effort. Sweat dripped down my face and pooled on my upper lip. How long have I stood here?I’m reminded of the summer heat wave I spent locked outside. I often laid in the yard, too tired, too hot, too thirsty, to move even to the shade of a nearby bush. It grew flowers of a pale pink and muted red. Before that week, me and my mother often picked these flowers to make into tea. I didn’t mind that she would throw my picks to the side, as I could collect them to decorate my dresser top, enjoying the scents every morning until she scolded me for bringing garbage inside and hoisted them out. Maybe the flowers were purple, actually. Yes I remember, the flowers were a deep purple, just like the vase I threw at her head. Just like the blood that spilled out of it. The air was hot like the blood that spilled out of it. It was so hot. Like the air during the heatwave, like the blood of the vase, like the purple of my mother’s head. Like the- I hear a scream I…
November 6, 2025 at 12:43 AM
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carolinekwriting.bsky.social
Not querying yet (finishing final revisions) but testing out my agents guide!

SINNERS x IWAV

Angeline wakes up with a taste for blood and 200 years of missing memories. As visions reveal flashes of her past, she must uncover the truth before danger crosses her doorway.

#QuestPit #W #A #F
November 5, 2025 at 8:29 AM
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jenniferluce.bsky.social
MEXICAN GOTHIC X CRIMSON PEAK

A biracial woman returns to her birthplace in S. Korea where she must choose between unearthing her family's history of disappearances—and the truth buried in her grandmother's garden—or become the next woman claimed by the its dark history.

#questpit #A #F #H #W
When Seo-Yun returns to her estranged and ailing grandmother’s island estate to investigate her family’s history of disappearances, she finds the once-illustrious house steeped in rot and the prized garden now withered and dying. As Seo-Yun's physical and mental health deteriorate, her grandmother’s inexplicably improves. The decay in the house mysteriously begins to heal, while creeping vines from the garden hungrily spread throughout the halls, whispering warnings of a faceless ghost that draws closer each passing night. On the verge of her mind and body unraveling, she must unearth generations of her family’s secrets—and the truth buried in her grandmother’s garden—before she becomes the next woman claimed by its dark history. Photo grid: statue covered in ivy, a woman staring into the forest, a woman covered in a sheet, a person wrapped in ivy, a picture of a woman's face scratched out, a woman standing in fog, a moth on a hand, a person sitting in the dark, a hand wrapped in ivy
November 5, 2025 at 2:48 PM
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eggqueenwera.bsky.social
Bound by a soulmate bond they never wanted, a disgraced crocodile lord and a vengeful immortal princess must overcome their past to restore lost magic and expose the truth behind the king’s murder—before their people are annihilated.

💎 RevPit Winner
💎 SE Asian Rep
💎 #OwnVoices

#questpit #Q #RF #A
Moodboard featuring an upside down The Lovers tarot card, Thai building, crocodile eye, jade crystal, Thai magical girl, and demons.
November 6, 2025 at 12:53 AM
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notonlyicarus.bsky.social
presenting the #agentsguide for my adult queer gothic horror romance wip featuring:

🥀 angel summoning cult
🥀 corruption arc(s)
🥀 extremely unreliable narrator
🥀 it’s all a metaphor for ocd

the problem with angels is, sometimes, they talk back.

✨ready for betas in December 👀
#QuestPit #W #A #H
red wallpaper background, to the right is art by @nelsnote of a man looking up holding a bloody book, the light on him is coming from an angel wing and there are eyes in the dark behind him. he has an awestruck expression. to the left is, in gothic print, adult queer gothic horror romance, underneath that says ready for betas December 31, then under that the title forbidden fruits, with a honey drip underneath. to the left a red and black-themed moodboard: around the top border and right border: someone falling through red-tinged clouds; someone in white embracing a dark shadow with a halo behind them; someone standing at the top of some stairs, surrounded by giant red bulging eyes; a faded black and white photo style picture of a dark smudge shadow and the shape of someone hooking their head over the shadow’s shoulder, crying dark tears; red-toned painting of an angel with three eyes. The left space is occupied by a text image, gothic white on red, that reads ‘the problem with angels is sometimes they talk back’ over and over again. on top of that picture, picture of a painting of an eye with a large gold star growing in it. to the right, pitch written in gothic print. the pitch: why do you need an angel? according to the codex his teacher wrote, that’s the most important question to ask when summoning them. simon knows his answer: there’s someone he worships—the teacher he built a cult around—and he won’t stop until he has him. dark red wallpaper background. top left says comps, underneath are pictures of the covers for THE DEATH OF JANE LAWRENCE by Caitlin Starling and EVOCATION by S.T. Gibson. under that is a cream coloured drawing of a wolf. top right says elements in gothic print. elements: angel summoning as dark magic, corruption arc, epistolary dual timeline, violent longing has consequences, Victorian secret societies, he’s not dead until I say so. to the left is an angel statue. dark red wallpaper background. top left says feedback so far in gothic print. feedback is snippets from discord, saying: 1. THE KIND OF LOVE THE BIBLE TALKS ABOUT might be in the apocrypha BUT STILL. and arguably, arguably, God so loving the world he gave his one and only son IS HONESTLY THE KIND OF OBSESSION WE’RE TALKING ABOUT HERE I GET YOU. 2. I feel like I was completely ignorant of what horniness even is before I met Simon and his whole deal. like, Jesus Christ, that dude. 3. I need to eat the fruits they are too tempting and beautiful. In the centre is a statue of lucifer. on the right is snippet in gothic print. the snippet: “I miss you desperately. I toy with effigies and cannot make myself reshape you in wax or clay. it’s you I want”
November 5, 2025 at 6:14 PM
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milosometimes.bsky.social
OLD WOUNDS + DREDGE

⚓Queer Transmasc MC
🐟Small town horror
⚓Ocean madness
🐟Psychological/body/cosmic horror
⚓Paranoia
🐟Grieving past life
⚓Transmasc rage

"FROM THE SEA FRET"
#QuestPit #Q #A #H
A moodboard consisting of 7 images, all outlined in black. A pile of grey fish. A foggy seaside shack, with an abandoned boat leaning against it. The inside of a tackle shop. Nets, buoys, and fishing paraphernalia hand from the wall and ceiling. A hand reaching out of grey water, the sky above is overcast. A lone rowboat out on foggy, grey water. Grey waves spraying foam against an overcast sky as seagulls fly around. Two fishing boats sail on a grey ocean, with seagulls in the overcast sky. Underwater, over a coral reef, rays of light shine through the water. A few fish swim through the reef. Text reading "From the Sea Fret, Comps" is bordered in the centre. 5 arrows point towards posters. The poster are: Dredge by Black Salt Games, Old Wounds by Logan-Ashley Kisner, The Lighthouse by Robert Eggers, The Fisherman by John Langan, Blood in the Bayou by Just Roll With It Underwater, over a coral reef, rays of light shine through the water. A few fish swim through the reef. A sheet of paper with text on it is centered. The text reads: From the Sea Fret. Excerpt. My thoughts were snowballing, adding up all the bullshit I’ve dealt with since moving to Perne, and my heart was beating faster at each uneasy memory that passed behind my eyes. I was gripping the wheel with white knuckles, forcing myself to breathe through clenched teeth. The rope on the net creaking from strain pulled my body into automation. The thoughts momentarily shut off as I set about pulling the fish in. With each haul on the rope, I took a little bit extra time, as I knew what would be in the net. It seemed like no matter where I turned, things were waiting to fuck with my mind. The word 'forcing' is underlined.
November 5, 2025 at 8:21 PM
wren-h-writes.bsky.social
ALL THE THINGS THAT HAUNT US - A New Adult queer paranormal romance

#questpit #W #A #H #RF
Image of a dock at a lake with a dark green overlay. The title reads: ALL THE THINGS THAT HAUNT US. In the center of the image is notebook paper with a loon at the bottom right and text that reads: Second-chance romance, Dual POV, Non-binary MC, Neurodivergent MC, Queer friendships, Small town horror, Ghost hunting, Sister relationships, Family secrets
November 5, 2025 at 8:50 PM
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authort-lee.bsky.social
MARTYR! x THE NAMES but isekai

Max sees no future for himself until death reshapes him into a noble in an alternate ancient East Asia. As Yoon, he has it all: status, affection, & a prediction that his love is lethal. Is life worth living if it comes at others’ suffering?
#QuestPit #Q #A #LF #HF #F
This is a flowery graphic with post-reincarnation Yoon on the left and pre-reincarnation Max on the right, but turned at an angle with their character artworks facing each other. Above fancy robe-wearing Yoon there are lines that read: In the stillness of death, he immortalized her as his ever-loving, ever-living flower. It would be an eternity of affection. Above florist-uniformed Max are the lines: It wouldn't be so bad if this were the end, he thought... In their family, inconvenient things were silently buried. Especially death.
November 5, 2025 at 3:20 PM
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joyiswriting.bsky.social
Excitedly presenting an #agentguide for HEART OF THE BAYOU, my sapphic horror-romance—now in an inbox near you!!

🫀Deep Southern cryptids
🫀sapphic pining
🫀coming of rage
🫀monsters as a metaphor for queerness & disability
🫀 ✨Big 5✨ editor interest x2

#questpit #YA #Q #H #R #LGBT
An agent’s guide to: HEART OF THE BAYOU A YA Horror-Romance The pitch: The deadly legends that prowl the bayou eat more than just souls— and one wants Elle's heart for her own ... When a paranormal migration brings a slew of deadly soul-eating cryptids to the quiet swamps of Louisiana, subsequently cornering the paranormal clinic 17-year-old Elle works at—she must find out why the bloodthirsty monsters are migrating before BOLT, a paranormal branch of the FBI, threatens to shut down the clinic and arrest its supernatural patients. But when she discovers her crush is hiding some monsters of her own, the kind of cryptid that might just take down the clinic and Elle's heart—she'll have to decide if she's ready to take the girl's advice and finally risk letting her own inner monsters out of the closet ... Comps: They Bloom at Night, I Feed Her to the Beast, A Feast for the Eyes, This Ravenous Fate, Hear Her Howl, The Coven Tendency Snippet from HEART OF THE BAYOU: I'd heard of the brutality of how these cryptids killed. How the survivors were lucky if you managed to escape with only an arm lost. How they enjoyed ripping people from flesh to tendons and finally bone, before they dove for the final kill and snapped their prey's neck, the tell-tale halo of blood flowering above their victims' heads I only hoped there was something I could salvage once the beast finished. The man's shrieks didn't cease until the monster's eyes glowed brighter, rubies sparkling in the center of a dangerous black mass. His body stilled, transfixed in terror. A silent scream began to pry his lips apart as if drawn by an invisible force. I winced, the sounds of bones clicking, dislocating, and popping as the man's eyes rolled to the back of his head. A fleshy lump burst through his shirt, pulsating and twisting like worms had taken ahold of his skin. Tropes & Vibes: “Only one bed” Abandoned houses & creepy dockyards Sociopolitical commentary Neurodivergent, queer & anxiety rep Lesbian MC’s Cryptids & legends from the Deep South Small town horror The monster wins in the end . . . Sassy x Stabby FMC’s Central moodboard: Swamp pictures, an orange moon, flannels, heart-shaped carabiners, a “don’t go into the woods” sign, girls kissing, a religious sign, a truck in a field
November 5, 2025 at 8:35 AM
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charwritesstories.bsky.social
COMPOUND FRACTURE x TOGETHER WE ROT

A #YA horrormance ft:

⛰️ small-town Appalachian setting
🥀 sapphic romance between the preachers daughter x town rebel
🪾 cryptids, ghosts, and a 🐍 cult
🧠 unapologetic AuDHD rep
😈 morally grey girls doing morally grey things

#QuestPit #H
Mood board featuring overgrown kudzu, fog-soaked forest, old southern church, dark churning stream, and “prepare to meet thy God sign”
November 5, 2025 at 4:58 PM
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aventurinedebby.bsky.social
ONE DARK WINDOW x THE EXORCIST 👻

Rowena Trevayne believes herself to be haunted by the ghost of her husband’s first wife, except as bloodless bodies show up around the abbey she lives, she realizes Ligeia isn’t just haunting her—she wants her life. #questpit #na #df #ag
November 5, 2025 at 6:38 AM
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hadiyahsama.bsky.social
COBAB x Animorphs

After a desperate outcast pretends to be the Chosen One, the REAL Chosen One is kidnapped. To save him, she must cross the world, pursued in a dangerous game of cat and mouse with an Empire obsessed with the arcane abilities of her friends.

#questpit #Q #YA #F
November 5, 2025 at 6:34 AM
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castlemantra.bsky.social
To win her best friend's love and heal her uncle, May will risk everything to steal HealthCorp's miracle pill. But when the CEO's disinherited son offers to help - and teach her the art of seduction - she'll learn just how deep a stain power and control can leave on a soul. #QuestPit #A #SFF #R #Q
November 5, 2025 at 7:18 PM
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sadisticaurthor.bsky.social
SINNERS X HANNIBAL X I FEED HER TO THE BEAST When Virginia Bulle kills her ex-boyfriend, she decides to open a restaurant to serve his remains. This leads her to Calypso Raines' doorstep, which opens up a new recipe of the prices we pay to protect family.

#Questpit #Q #A #H
November 5, 2025 at 6:55 PM
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jennleefrances.bsky.social
DON'T LET THE FOREST IN x BENT NECK LADY

Simone's risking Jadriel's Life & Nina's Afterlife

🖤AWARD Best Submission SCBWI MayFest 2025
🖤WINNER WriteHive Mentorship 2025
🖤Big 5 Editor Requests

GRIEF-RAGE-POWER
Romance & Revenge
A NEW URBAN LEGEND #TheEastRiverWraith
#YA #S Feminist #H #R #QuestPit
November 5, 2025 at 6:32 PM
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adriennereina.bsky.social
Witcher meets Whitten: The God of the Mists

A village witch teams up with the vampire she vowed to protect her village from in order to take down the child of a god who has been terrorizing them both.

🥀 Why-choose FFM
🦄 New England cryptids
🍷 Vampires!!
⚔️ Gothic romantasy

#WIP #A #F #RF #QuestPit
A mood board consisting of: a misty forest on a mountainside, a stained glass window with apothecary bottles in front of it, a tree bench reflected red against a dark sky, a hallway lined with gothic architecture windows, a red moon, a white rose stained with red, and a series of white candles half-melted.
November 5, 2025 at 5:54 AM
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tamaratoday.bsky.social
SIX OF CROWS X WHAT WAKES THE BELLS

After his sister is cursed by a vengeful goddess, a former pickpocket must steal a relic from the most powerful man in the city to save her. But he can’t pull it off alone, and not everyone in his ragtag crew can be trusted.

#QuestPit #NA #F #BVM #POC #Q #Heist
Left to right. Top row: A foggy city with a spire in the background. The hands of a clock approaching 12. Smoke from an explosive in a building. Middle row: A man in a waistcoat pointing at something. “Tick… Tock…” A man in a waistcoat sitting down. Bottom row: Silver coins covered in blood. A group of people standing inside a clock tower. Rain on a cobblestone street.
November 5, 2025 at 1:56 PM
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duaceren.bsky.social
On an island quietly haunted by ghosts of grieving women, a depressed chocolatier teams up with five strangers—with scars of their own—to find their killer. Of the six, only five are really alive.

Spirited Away x Shutter Island

#QuestPit #W #A #F #T #PR
“She makes death taste like chocolate.” Picture of a girl in a white dress in a dark lake with her arm over her chest and white roses over her torso. “Grave of flowers by Dua Ceren Ay” Grave of Flowers by Dua Ceren Ay Opening Lines: Every sane person knows better than to paint their walls eggshell white, but electric blue? That had to be a crime. Like whoever decided on the color scheme of this place was avoiding the topic altogether; yes, we were all crazy in here, and yes, we all knew they wanted to avoid the clichés. So, no straitjackets, no padded rooms, no dull hospital gowns, just rooms and rooms and rooms of color until we bored ourselves to sleep or knocked ourselves out from the overstimulation. We had Kelsie the high schooler folks who had become regulars around here liked to call Iron Fist—to thank for that demonstration. It was just that the windows didn't open from the bottom, everything had a soft edge or lock, and the nurses had a way of always smiling at us as if we birthed their children. It was the little things that poked me. So it was even more ridiculous that the early morning hour made the place seem... peaceful. Comps. A Flicker in The Dark by Stacy Willingham: past repeats itself, small town, investigation. The Midnight Library by Matt Haig: Depressed MC, Magical Realism, Healing and new beginnings. Anxious people by Fredrik Backman: dysfunctional group of friends, social isolation, hope Tropes: found family, unreliable narrator, treasure hunt/investigation, lost memories, small town. Themes: second coming-of-age, feminism, identity, overcoming trauma, friendship
November 5, 2025 at 5:40 AM
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notonlyicarus.bsky.social
celebrating #questpit with a new #agentguide !!
Summer 1920. 8 children. 1 house. 1 games master. He’s a kid too, but this is his house, and it answers to him alone. Trapped in his games, they’ll have to get creative if they want to survive.
🐊 RevPit 25 winner
🐊 big 5 editor interest
#Q #MG #H
green tree grove in the background. At the top, Green on black, it says KNOWING THE TWINS with an agent’s guide right underneath. lower left black paint swipe with green writing says: Upper MG Horror, multiple POVs, 1920s setting. lower right black paint swipe with green writing says: #RevPit 2025 winner, big 5 editor interest. dark green background, title says THE PITCH. on the left are two green moodboards. the top one has weeping willows reaching water, a hand reaching from a tree trunk, a lake surrounded by trees, hands reaching for each other, a house surrounded by trees and a lake, someone running out of sight in a maze, a lake surrounded by trees, candlesticks on tree branches, and a pier jutting out into water. The bottom one has a hand reaching through tree bark; painting of Icarus as he falls by Gowy; a hand reaching to grasp berries; a lightbulb attracting butterflies; a tree grove; a piano in a greenhouse; Houasse painting of Daphne’s hand growing foliage; painting of crows on a branch; hands reaching through lily pads. on the left, over a white drawing of a crocodile: Summer, 1920. Eight children must play 14-year-old Alistair’s dangerous games, where understanding him may be the only way to outpace him—and escape the summer alive. How do you survive a puppet master when you’re his marionette? light green background, title at the bottom centre says THE COMPS with tree drawings on either side. at the top centre are three pictures of three book covers. THE WRONG WAY HOME by Kate O’Shaughnessy has an arrow saying “internally-driven conflict & revelatory abuse”. LORD OF THE FLIES by William Golding has an arrow saying “adult-free environment & emergency hierarchy”. NOT QUITE A GHOST by Anne Ursu has an arrow saying “psychological stakes”. dark green background. title in the top centre is THE THEMES. underneath is a list: abandonment, sibling opposites, parentification, reclaiming girlhood, dangers of a saviour complex, wanting to be closer to the monster, how to survive abuse, the ways fear transforms you, puberty a loss of freedom. behind the list is a drawing of a weeping willow. on the right is a drawing of a Manor House. on the left are drawings of an old 1920s phone, some berries and fire.
November 5, 2025 at 5:10 AM
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thekellerverse.bsky.social
#Questpit

Mass effect x Treasure Planet/ Master and Commander in Space

6 years after the Death of Earth and Humanity's Uplift into the Jada Empire. Elise Clarke is enlisted into the Royal Fleet. Can she overcome her trauma and prove Humanity can find a place in the Galaxy?

#Q #SF #SFF
November 5, 2025 at 5:08 AM
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kancollan.bsky.social
WHEN DEVILS SING X FEAR STREET

"Four pieces reunited by sinner's hand may finally break the Curse."
Looks like Chava Rose is sinning.

💞 Women's autonomy
✡️ Jewish mythology
❤️‍🩹 Star-crossed lovers who never give up
🌈 Diverse ensemble
⚖️ Strong themes of equality

#YA #H #Q #OWN #Jewish #questpit
A title card with the text "An Agent's Guide to FROM ONE MIFLETZET TO ANOTHER - Katie Collan - young adult horror 95,000 words" over the outside of a synagogue. Comparative titles with arrows pointing to relevant descriptions. Titles include: HOW TO SURVIVE A SLASHER by Justine Pucella Winans, WHEN DEVILS SING by Xan Kaur, Netflix's FEAR STREET 1994. Captions: HOW TO SURVIVE A SLASHER: "Ride-or-die female friendship", "Scream-esque meta humor" WHEN DEVILS SING: "Deal with the devil" WHEN DEVILS SING, FEAR STREET: "Small town curse" FEAR STREET: "Star-crossed lovers", "Women's autonomy" All three: "Diverse ensemble cast", "Themes of equality", "Exploration of identity" Pitch: "When a Jewish girl accidentally reawakens an ancient curse over her town, she must fight through mythological nightmares and break the curse before she's torn apart like the demon who started it all." A mood board featuring a collage of seventeen pictures, with the title "FROM ONE MIFLETZET TO ANOTHER" in the center and the sentence "FOUR PIECES REUNITED BY SINNER'S HAND MAY FINALLY BREAK THE CURSE" overlaying the collage in fragments. From left to right, top to bottom: the Jewish star hanging from a tree branch; a hatchet lying beside a digital camera; a red snake; a hand holding a lighter; a menorah perched beside Hebrew scripture; a Torah scroll; a depiction of Lilith, the mother of demons; a depiction of a powerful demon's silhouette; the entrance to a synagogue; an oak tree in the middle of a grassy field; a Torah scroll; a shadow-covered skull; the wall of a synagogue; a fire-breathing serpent rising above the sea; a luscious, green forest; thick roots of an old tree; a forest that leads into darkness.
November 5, 2025 at 5:00 AM
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saraduran.bsky.social
Wouldn’t be #QuestPit without a shiny new agent guide ✨🌙

ANNIHILATION x BROKEBACK MOUNTAIN, feat:

💫 two exiled men (+ their secrets)
💫 one lunar prison (+ its horrors)
💫 a cosmic entity that wants them dead
💫 the love they’ll lose if they don’t survive

#SF #H #R #LGBT
Dark starfield background. Text reads: ‘a guide to BABEL ON CALLISTO a queer cosmic horrormance [wip].’ Bottom right: saraduran@bksy.social / @saraduranauthor on x Dark starfield background. Large text at top: ‘THE PITCH.’ Under two movie posters, text on left reads: ‘encountering the unknowable’ and under Annihilation poster: ‘contact that warps and bends.’ On the right above Brokeback Mountain poster: ‘unlikely intimacy in isolation’ and below: ‘love that cannot last.’ Main body text reads: ‘On a lunar prison outpost, two exiled men uncover a cosmic presence waking beneath the ice. As their uneasy alliance against it twists into something tender and terrifying, they are confronted with the one thing they never expected to find on a dead moon: a reason to live. But the ice is thinning.’ Bottom right: saraduran@bksy.social / @saraduranauthor on x Dark starfield background. Large text at top: ‘THE COMPS.’ Three book covers below. Above the first cover (The Mountain in the Sea): ‘isolated research station.’ Below it: ‘philosophical alien threat.’ Above the second cover (The Deep Sky): ‘psychological unraveling.’ Below it: ‘fracture under mission pressure.’ Above the third cover (The Salt Grows Heavy): ‘queer, visceral horror.’ Below it: ‘love as a consuming force.’ Bottom right: saraduran@bksy.social / @saraduranauthor on x Dark starfield background. Large text at top: ‘SNIPPET.’ Large opening quotation mark. Text reads: ‘Neither spoke as Elias bypassed the security protocol on the keypad. The metal hatch shuddered as it unlocked, slinking back to hidden panels in the wall. They cleared the first few floors with carrion precision, methodical as Dermestidae stripping a carcass to bone. In Elias’s imagination, the gore thinned into something vaster—a time-lapse unraveling the ruin from above. Wordlessly, corridors were scoured to nothing as he and Jack moved like insects beneath an overhead lens. As the hours dissolved, their work became abstracted into a cold anatomy, intimacy pared away as cleanly as flesh from the frame until only the architecture of survival remained. When Jack hacked into the collapsed doorway to the next stairwell, Elias marveled at the contradiction—how those same brutal hands had, only that morning, traced him with the delicacy of a scalpel.’ Large closing quotation mark. Bottom right: saraduran@bksy.social / @saraduranauthor on x
November 5, 2025 at 5:02 AM
wren-h-writes.bsky.social
Riley and Amber haven’t spoken since one-sided feelings imploded their friendship. The reappearance of Amber’s childhood ghost sparks a hasty reunion. But digging into the hauntings around town unearths secrets, tying the two of them together with more than just heartbreak.

#questpit #W #A #H #RF
November 5, 2025 at 5:29 PM