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@scandalfrombohemia.bsky.socialOct 12, 2026, 7:26 PM

#WIPSnips: pulse

I've never done coke, so I'm hoping this isn't way off

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Finally, the night was over. I was relieved Matt managed to pass out in spite of being high as a kite, and I didn't need to have sex again. I lay awake as he snored, feeling each pulse of my blood and wondering what was the youngest age someone had died from a heart attack. #WIPSnips: pulse
@jamesblynch.bsky.socialOct 12, 2026, 6:35 PM

From "Unifier: The Seven Labors of the White-Haired Woman"

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He raised his gun. “I’m just gonna shoot you.” “Yeah, but if you stand that close...” Her blade flashed out, the edge of it striking the barrel of his gun. As soon as her weapon made impact, his exploded. A ragged pulse of energy shot out in all directions, not strong enough to take anyone off their feet, but certainly enough to stagger them. Even the queen, who rapidly patted the sparking embers that landed on her poncho. “…I can do that,” Val finished. “And your gun shouldn’t have exploded like that.” It was unlikely the man who’d attempted to shoot her could hear her. She couldn’t tell if he, laid out on the floor, was even conscious, but if he was, he’d likely be in too much pain. Plus, an explosion that close to his ears couldn’t be good for them. “Oh.” As her gloved hands finished smothering the sparks that’d misted her person, she marveled at the unburned material that still slightly smoldered. “This thing’s fireproof. That’s handy.” She looked around the place at the panicked crew, cowering against the far walls. “Okay. Anyone have a real strong desire to be next?”
@chschwartz.bsky.socialOct 12, 2026, 6:12 PM

#LitHodgepodge 12

Artemisia: "I want someone kind, who looks after others before themselves, and above all wants to know me for me and not for what they think my family can do for them. And they don't think me practicing magic is weird!"

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@moirakurtinwrites.bsky.socialOct 12, 2026, 5:18 PM

#LitHodgepodge 12

Unna: Respect. She'd want any partner to acknowledge the work she does and be properly impressed by it.

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@beverlylanderson.bsky.socialOct 12, 2026, 5:00 PM

#writingtips #writinghelp #CreativeWriting #AmWriting #WritingAdvice #Storytelling #WritersCommunity #WritersLife #FictionWriting #NarrativeCraft #writingcommunity #WritingPrompts #WritersSupport #AuthorLife #bookstagram #booksky #writesky #WritingInspiration

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@rosieforest.bsky.socialOct 12, 2026, 4:59 PM

A #WIPsnip prompt MADE for These Murky Hells

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💙📚🪐

They held me tight, their pulse throbbing against my skin, blood running beneath in their veins. My gums ached, throat burned, but I forced it down.
@norashear.bsky.socialOct 12, 2026, 4:24 PM

Yay new #WIPSnips week!

Since folks liked the sni[ abt Liese yesterday, I thought I'd share a little bit more about poor Liese's journey.

Leo has brought Paige to her place to grab a few things, after escaping the Venatori at Midnight's Ball.

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A dark image with white text that reads: Paige’s breathing hitched. She stopped dead a few steps from the second landing, her pulse speeding up again. "Leo," she whispered. He gripped her hand, then slowly crept around her. The door to one of the apartments was ajar. He couldn't smell anything past the psychedelic-purple fragrance of the cleaner, but he could hear heartbeats on the floors above and below. No heartbeat on this floor, and no post-mortal currents. "It's empty," he said. "Empty?" Her voice shook, tears edging her eyes. Oh no. "Who's supposed to be there?" "Liese," she replied. "Wait here," he said, before dashing into her apartment at full speed. The apartment smelled worse than the hallway, the caustic scent of Venatori poison still slightly detectable, but it was no longer hovering in the air. This is bad. The Venatori came here first. - From NO SKY LIKE MIDNIGHT, by Nora Shear The word "pulse" is in bold pink font. There are star decorations in every corner and a meteor decoration above the text.
@nectar-vam77.bsky.socialOct 12, 2026, 4:16 PM

#FantasyIndiesSpooktober 12 #WritingCommunity #Writesky #WritingPrompts #WIP #WritingQ #Booksky

For my witchery school wip? the danger is the Salemite Goodwife Society-- a mostly female run organization bent on hunting down witches. They claim to be descendants of the afflicted Salem girls 🧵1/2

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@attovia.bsky.socialOct 12, 2026, 4:07 PM

Hey World Builders! Its Build Together day 617. Today's prompt come from yours truly: Is there a place in your world that is highly subject to seasonal changes? How so?
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@rjmartinwrites.comOct 12, 2026, 3:57 PM

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“I like it,” she said quickly. And she did. Having a woman in her life made her heart flutter. “You can just be kinda… intense sometimes.”  “Just being me.”
@elisebetz.bsky.socialOct 12, 2026, 3:50 PM

#WIPSnips The word for October 12th is "pulse"
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Nin has stopped her horse to offer a ride to the handsome stranger walking by the side of the road. Now she can see how tall he really is.

Silhouette of an oak tree against a green background. Text: A Sylvan Tale #WIPSnips "pulse" Turning around while seated on her horse, Nin finally gazed at the stranger. He was handsome. Far more handsome than Alan, and he was the most handsome man in Oakdore. The stranger had a neat beard that wasn’t too long and a smile that dazzled her with straight white teeth. But it was his eyes that made her heart pound as if someone was chopping wood in her chest with the sharp and thunderous impact of each beat. She could not tell if they were green or brown, for it seemed they changed colors between the two as he moved through the dappled shade. She felt hypnotized by their stunning vibrancy as he unapologetically stared back at her with an intensity that temporarily rendered her mute. As he walked up to the horse, she finally got a sense of how tall he was. Barley was eighteen hands high, and Nin was as tall as the horse at her withers. No one except Alan was taller than Nin in Oakdore, and that was by only a few inches. This stranger’s shoulder came up to Barley’s withers, meaning he was a full head taller that Nin. Standing next to the horse, Nin gawked, her mouth agape and her pulse now beating faster than a drum during a fast jig.
@eternalscout.bsky.socialOct 12, 2026, 3:38 PM

Val'dran is *horrendously* curious. In some ways it's a good quality for a spy, for all it's not necessarily truths he's seeking to pry into, but on the other hand...

His well-developed sense of caution is hampered by his curiosity winning. It tends to get him in trouble.

#writingprompts #tavqotd

A screenshot of Val'dran looking somewhat alarmed, eyes wide and lips faintly parted.
@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
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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:
wisppal.com/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

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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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