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@verosthewriter.bsky.socialOct 12, 2026, 3:37 PM

#WIPSnips
In Prophecy 71, the MCs return from a capital-Q Quest, with Zedenko tied/roughed up. Gallara has been trying to overcome her culturally-ingrained racism, especially after a bad slip with Alakshi, and hopes her mind charm spell will help here.

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When they finally made it to the city gates, a couple of guards jumped to block them before they even got close. “Who are you, and who’s that with you?” one of them shouted. “Holy shit, what did you do to - Wait, is he a half-elf? Oh, well then, he probably -” Gallara looked both guards in the eye, and magic pulsed in her skull again as she leaned in. “Half-elves are just as deserving of respect as anyone,” she hurried, “and the vast majority are nice people. This one is an outlier, and that’s only because of extreme circumstances. Don’t you agree?” Part of her wondered if maybe she was trying too hard. “Oh, yes, definitely,” the human guard said, and the elven one nodded as they both eased their posture. “My cousin dated one for a little while, and he was polite as you please.” “Don’t forget it. Now can we pass?” She glanced back at Alakshi, who looked uncomfortable. Crap, she was trying too hard. Stupid, stupid, stupid.
@lizisatrex.bsky.socialOct 12, 2026, 2:59 PM

Character Building is All about getting to know your characters, and I feel like i don't know my Main Character until I understand who they are at their worst!

Here's one of the prompts I use to build that.

"What is your Main Characters worst Memory?"
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@redhawkkj.bsky.socialOct 12, 2026, 2:53 PM

#QueerPrompts
Dual locations: fictional town above Billings, MT w/ a few Crow Nation ranch employees & fictional tourist town similar to Indian River, MI w/fictional Mignesi (Ojibwe-esque) People.

Western w/sapphic romance series
#WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts #lesfic #sapphic

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@wisppal.bsky.socialOct 12, 2026, 2:46 PM

🔥 WISPPAL WEEKLY CHARTS 🔥

"1,000 Fantasy Writing Prompts: Book Preview" by Imagine Forest has claimed the #1 spot on the Wisppal charts this week! 🐉

See who's topping the charts:
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@krovris.bsky.socialOct 12, 2026, 2:18 PM

The agony pulsed up and down its prone, pathetic form, worsening for what felt like hours before the pain subsided again. The body could only lay there, sucking in deep, unsteady breaths, waiting for this nightmare to end.

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The Body could only wince in pain as it realized just how much every part of it hurt. The agony pulsed up and down its prone, pathetic form, worsening for what felt like hours before the pain subsided again. The body could only lay there, sucking in deep, unsteady breaths, waiting for this nightmare to end. Amidst the pain was an overwhelming sense of unbridled rage, coupled with dread and sorrow that sang as if it’d been struck like a tuning fork, the note cacophonous and unbearable. A desire to run, to scream, to cry, to thrash about and resist whatever hell had befallen it possessed its mind so deeply— yet it could not move. All the body could do was try to make sense of this pain, of the wrongs that had surely occurred, of the abandonment that had surely sunk serrated claws deep into its flesh. Indeed, its mind swam with these possibilities, and it longed to return to the world of the dead for just a little longer. Just until the pain abated… And then it heard a sound.
@lockheartfiction.bsky.socialOct 12, 2026, 2:01 PM

#WIPSnips

From Book 2 of Resist. You all get to see Ferris lose his mind after the Circle captured Rollan.

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Quivering in the shadows of the Obsidian Sector, a soldier begged for his life. Unable to move as fear petrified him, he watched as his fellow servicemen rose from the ground without a pulse. Ferris’s vengeful eyes turned on him. Unable to control himself, the soldier began to blubber as did those before him. Like Ort’s men and the magistrates from centuries ago. Humans felt invincible until they realized there was a fate worse than death. Five thralls surrounded Ferris as he licked the blood from the thin blade. Archaic, it still filled his body with euphoria to take blood directly from a body. The sixth thrall rose with a lumbering jolt. Clean and satisfied, Ferris was prepared to exact his revenge. If Rollan wasn’t alive, then everything would die. Last time Ferris held back. This time, he didn't want to.
@caffeinatedeel.bsky.socialOct 12, 2026, 1:57 PM

#LitHodgepodge #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts #WriteSky
Answer as a character? Well, I'll do my air pirates thing.

Taya:
"Well, that is a question isn't it? I suppose it depends. For my crew I expect diligence, a certain amount of courage, and loyalty to ship and crew; all else is irrelevant.

@thefellowsnip.bsky.socialOct 12, 2026, 1:56 PM

Day 60 - October 12th

Today’s word is: Tape

Sorry we're late today! Canadian Thanksgiving this weekend. Tape is currently what I'm using to prop my eyelids open.

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@furaiyumewrites.bsky.socialOct 12, 2026, 1:55 PM

Ooh! I want to have a little fun with this #LitHodgePodge . Let's have some of the characters in my current #WIP answer as if in a professional interview, but I'll translate what they're really saying (˶˃𐃷˂˶)

Q: What is the quality you most like in another person?

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@bianca-sommerland.bsky.socialOct 12, 2026, 1:47 PM

#LitHodgepodge 12

Focusing on Street Smarts today, so let's go with Otto and Rip.

Rip: Someone's who's braver than me, which includes pretty much everyone lol But I'm learning! Also kindness is a must, because...I've been surrounded by more cruelty

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@philosophika.bsky.socialOct 12, 2026, 1:22 PM

🥀 Ingénue, FMC: A fascination with the unknown--curiosity.

🥀 Bo, Antagonist: A disregard for the rules/authority--mischief.

🥀 Me: All of the above 😂 + Generosity of spirit.

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@floweringsnows.bsky.socialOct 12, 2026, 12:28 PM

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@markjohnston905.bsky.socialOct 12, 2026, 12:24 PM

CW: amputation, general medieval battle damage

They discover people have been abusing their sacred drug/medicine.

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"What is this in your mouth?" Mira asked the man. Her voice was a mix of awe and disgust, as if she couldn't believe what she was asking. ​The man smiled at her, some drool running out of the corner of his mouth. "What's it to you, wench?" ​Dray tightened the belt, likely a little tighter than was totally necessary, earning a growl from the man. "You are much too old to be drinking solhara, son. Why has your Earth Mother allowed you to wander out here in the woods with it? That's dangerous." ​"None of your business, old man," the scout replied angrily. His face was beginning to turn white and his eyes rolled slightly. ​Mira slapped the man lightly, trying to keep his attention. "What's happening in Black Cave? Why have you cut yourself off from everyone?" ​The man made no reply. ​Bert looked at the man, blood still flowing from his shoulder and a large puddle having formed from his missing leg. He knew the man had come at him to kill, but Bert didn't want the man to die. An orange foam was now bubbling slowly from his mouth. ​"He's in shock, I don't think he'll make it," Dray said quietly. He had his fingers on the man's neck, feeling his pulse. "Even with these wounds, he should have lasted much longer. I thought we'd be able to bring him home and stitch him up. I don't understand." ​"Something with the drug?" Cat suggested.
@cassiepremosteele.bsky.socialOct 12, 2026, 12:23 PM

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@mkwritesfic.bsky.socialOct 12, 2026, 11:58 AM

Nothing too exciting for today, just a short part of the cleansing ceremony. From CultWIP first draft.
TW for self-mutilation and blood
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Blood trickled from the freshly opened wound on Rowan's pale arm, dripping from his fingers onto the altar where so many others had already spilled their own. He hesitated as he watched the slow, steady pulse of crimson continue to well up and trace its manic path across his skin, the golden blade that he had used to slice still poised and hovering in the air just inches from his arm. The edge was not as sharp as it usually was, requiring much more force now to cut open skin, but it had almost made it through yet another cleansing ceremony. There were still dozens more people behind him in line, practically tripping over themselves with elation at the prospect of atonement. Someone cleared their throat. “Rowan?” High Priest Silas stood before him, his hand outstretched and his ancient face betraying his impatience. On either side of him stood Mother Superior Sera and Warrior Priest Corvin, as well as their chosen acolytes, who held burning candles in their hands and kneeled with their heads bowed in prayer. Behind High Priest Silas, a bronze idol of Rekshimyr stood tall, nearly brushing the ceiling. The low light of the room cast sinister shadows across his sharp, birdlike face.
@woodenvelt.bsky.socialOct 12, 2026, 11:57 AM

I couldn't resist sharing Wren and Spencer's first kiss.

From Thief of Death, my romantic fantasy about a priest of the dead and a thief with a heart of gold.

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“Shhh.” It was barely a sound, the gentle whisper of Spencer’s breath against her skin. “Give me something else to think about.” She breathed the words into the space between his collar and jaw, uncertain what she was asking for. But Spencer knew— how did he always know? His mouth pressed against hers in a kiss that shoved the terror back down before it could gain any purchase. Wren curled her hands into folds of his shirt, tugging him closer. Lips parted, she drank in Spencer’s breath and let his tongue trace a trail of hungry fire inside her mouth. One arm was trapped, pillowed beneath them, but his free hand moved, roaming over Wren’s thigh and then her hip, finally resting against the small of her back. She arched into him, sliding a hand up his chest and over his shoulder until it curled around the back of his neck, locking him into the kiss until they had to break free or pass out from lack of air. Wren buried her face against Spencer’s shoulder to cover the smile that spread foolishly across her face. No one could see her in the dark, but still she felt the urge to hide. He pressed a kiss against her hair and she returned it in kind, a soft peck against his collarbone that made a shiver course through him. Wren’s pulse was racing again, but for an entirely different reason. Maybe that had been Spencer’s plan all along. It was difficult to panic about being trapped at the bottom of a grave if she was panicking instead about desperately wanting to kiss him again.
@lagahoo.bsky.socialOct 12, 2026, 11:11 AM

Locked, together we
Find shelter in each other.
Delta storms are strong.

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@lagahoo.bsky.socialOct 12, 2026, 11:10 AM

Delta heard the crime
Chi had done, but for the weak
Silence feels safer.

#vss365 #Haiku #HaikuSky #Poetry #MicroPoetry #PoetryCommunity #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts #BlueSkyPoets #WriteSky #Poem #SkyPoets #HaikuCommunity

@pykeredrock.bsky.socialOct 12, 2026, 10:48 AM

Haven’t been very engaged with #WritingPrompts lately due to new job + extra parenting duties, but hopefully I can get back to it in a few weeks. I have a backlog of posts I wanna make 😅

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