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@melwaverly.bsky.socialSep 27, 2026, 10:39 AM

#SapphicLineShare **atmosphere**

I dag skal vi bruke et norske ord, Stemning. Today we're using a Norwegian word, stemning.
In this scene, my book club lesbians are stuck in a closet during a police raid.

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“What are the police going on about?” Cèilidh asked. “They’re normally not quite so thorough.” “Something about some smutty books?” Clara said. “Why are they here looking for books?” Beverly and Cèilidh exchanged a tense glance. “They’re looking for us, Bev,” Cèilidh whispered. “Stop calling me Bev, and don’t you think I know that?” she whispered back. “How do they even know about us?” “I think we should get out of here,” Cèilidh said quietly to Beverly. “We can worry about why later.” Liv looked at Clara. “I think they have a veldig strange stemmning—uh, chemistry?” Clara nodded. “We don’t have chemistry,” they said over each other. “Clearly not,” Clara drawled, rolling her eyes. Mel Waverly - The First Lesbian Book Club, chapter 1
@catarinreads.bsky.socialSep 25, 2026, 5:21 PM

Today for #sapphiclineshare we see Avery navigating a thorough vibe check. They say honesty is the best policy, but how much caution should you temper that honesty with when your life could be on the line?

So this is it, the last Friday of September. Time to get working on October's lineshare.

@maruthauthor.bsky.socialSep 25, 2026, 5:12 PM

#SapphicLineShare

I couldn’t find atmosphere or mood so I went with feeling

@rjmartinwrites.comSep 25, 2026, 5:04 PM

#SapphicLineShare "Atmosphere"

idk, too literal lol? 😅

rjmartinauthor.itch.io/adelaide-black

Before them, suspended in front of the great iridescent swath of the galaxy, was an alien planet. Green and bronze spirals of land floated in glittering gray seas, with white and blue clouds scattered and banding the atmosphere. The night side glimmered with spidery, yellow-white traces of civilization. Then she saw the fleeting glints of spaceships coming and going, then rings upon rings of stations, ships, and satellites in orbit, all mostly flickers in the dark of space. “Part of the experience,” Virgil said into the silence, a hint of reverence in her voice. “Figured you shouldn’t miss it.”
@licoricemint.bsky.socialSep 25, 2026, 3:38 PM

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From One Bad Tuesday: Ch. 11 - No Shoulder to Cry On

archiveofourown.org/series/3436765

The euphoric atmosphere of the galactic garden they were wandering deeper into released its hold on her for a moment. They were so close to the mirror. Nat’s reflection revealed how close she was to turning dark purple again. The tips of her hair flickered like fire, and her divine arms had changed from silver to blinding white light. The more her father spoke, the more her spark demanded retribution. It demanded justice. No. She wanted revenge for taking her away. For killing her.
@redhawkkj.bsky.socialSep 25, 2026, 11:47 AM

#SapphicLineShare
When the *atmosphere* is amazing for all involved.

Women's Fiction w/sapphic romance series

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@redhawkkj.bsky.socialSep 25, 2026, 11:46 AM

#SapphicLineShare
The perfect *atmosphere* except for one tiny detail.

Western w/sapphic romance series

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@redhawkkj.bsky.socialSep 25, 2026, 11:44 AM

#SapphicLineShare

When the person you'd least expect makes a quip that changes the *atmosphere* for the better.

Sapphic romance/? WIP ~2nd MC's POV

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@karamoonauthor.comSep 25, 2026, 7:53 AM

#sapphiclineshare "atmosphere"

from A Prayer for the Pirate Queen 🏴‍☠️💜⚓️ currently in third draft revisions

I'm so mean with my dramatic irony where you know Kallista thinks she's crossed a line but now her body language has Geni scared that's she's crossing a line and 😭

It was time they had a serious conversation. Or, skip the conversation entirely ... Geni made the mistake of opening her eyes first, rather than her mouth. The words were ready to tumble out, but when she took in the visual feedback—the stiffness of Kallista's posture, and the look of worry and discomfort on her face, eyes ever so slightly wavering in her direction as if Kallista had reason to be wary of her—Geni stopped herself. The other times had to have been her imagination. This was not the face of someone who wanted to be touched by her right now. She peeled her fingers away and stepped back. Kallista's cheek bore a new faint pink scar. It was actually rather dashing—and Geni locked that thought down for the moment, given the frigid atmosphere of the room, and stepped back in front of the desk again. "That's as good as I can get it."
@catarinreads.bsky.socialSep 20, 2026, 5:36 PM

I'm two days late to this week's #sapphiclineshare because of a very unfortunate meeting between me and a food allergy, but I am feeling much better this morning! Today's excerpt features Estelle waking up still blood drunk after a wild night (day?) of being a vampire with a very insistent snack.

An excerpt from a sapphic vampire dark romance WIP. Who hasn't woken up in bed next to a woman you didn't intend to fall asleep next to, right?
@licoricemint.bsky.socialSep 18, 2026, 8:25 PM

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From One Bad Tuesday: Ch. 11 - No Shoulder to Cry On (first draft)

CW: brief mention of assault

archiveofourown.org/series/3436765

Her father seemed to grow a bit taller and stronger as they wandered into this new part of the afterlife. The deep space around them almost shimmered with purple haze. He inhaled and folded his arms across his chest. The same feeling she had when thinking about what Marak wanted to do to her, was written plainly on her father’s face. The same look she saw on other victims of assault that she came across in the clinic or Innani’s store. “It was after I was exiled. I found myself slowly healing and barely able to walk on the edge of the city. No magic. Just tossed onto a supply van and ditched in an alleyway as they went to get the last of our Church’s equipment from the hospital. I had no one, except a friend. A dusk elf named Jeth. He was my accomplice in almost every way, even told me he would be waiting for me if they let me live.” “So you made friends with an outsider. Hypocrite.”
@maruthauthor.bsky.socialSep 18, 2026, 4:59 PM

#SapphicLineShare

Sharing a whole scene since it involves most of the senses.

@rjmartinwrites.comSep 18, 2026, 3:57 PM

How about all of them? 👀

rjmartinauthor.itch.io/bombshell-jo...

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#SapphicLineShare "Senses" B finished her cocktail and lunged the distance between her and K, who deftly kept her own drink from spilling. She sipped at it casually even as B pressed close, calmly holding B’s gaze. Electricity seemed to pass between them as they breathed the flavors on each other’s breath. B snatched K’s drink and finished it for her. She tossed it over her shoulder as she closed the final distance between them to claim her lips, deep and possessive. She tasted the alcohol on K’s tongue, smelled her subtle perfume, felt her smooth thigh under the slit in her dress. Tagline: When the bounty hunter out for your head starts sending nudes Title: Do You Know What You're Worth, Bombshell Jones? Author: RJ Martin Image: On the right, a woman in a cowboy hat and jeans. On the left, a woman in with purple hair wearing a leather jacket with a pinup on the back and a fancy dress. She has a glass of alcohol and is pushing up the cowboy hat using a laser pistol.
@leahbauerwrites.bsky.socialSep 18, 2026, 3:01 PM

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An excerpt from the first draft of my book A Thief's Guide to Happily Ever After: Her eyes slide left and right, brows pulling inward, but there’s a pinprick of interest in her dark gaze. Just as curious as a snow leopard. With a sigh, Melirin grasps her hand and pulls her toward the center of the room. “Fine. We can play pretend all you like—not that it’ll do you any good. You’re in a room full of armed guards, thief.” It’s meant as a warning but there’s only the roar of provocation sounding in Ness’ ears. She presses a hand to the small of Melirin’s back and tugs her close as the deep, rich notes of a cello float toward them. “I do enjoy a challenge, my lady.”
@melwaverly.bsky.socialSep 18, 2026, 11:28 AM

#SapphicLineShare ****Senses (taste)****

From WIP3 - The First Lesbian Book Club, from chapter "Hope You Like It Spicy, Part Two."

Beverly has made a grave error. 🌶️🌶️🌶️

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The spices assaulted Beverly’s tongue before she finished her first bite, and when the heat struck the back of her throat, she coughed. Clara glanced up at once, concern flashing across her face. But Beverly, in a foolish attempt to preserve her dignity, hastily shoved more spaghetti into her mouth and regretted it the instant it touched her tongue. Her face went scarlet and her eyes watered. It felt like swallowing fire. Clara returned to her plate and took a bite. “Whew.” She reached for her wine. “When you said you liked it a little spicy, I did not expect this.” Beverly waved her off, though she knew she probably shouldn’t. She should confess her mouth felt full of lava and warn Clara not to take another bite. But any words she tried to form burned on her tongue. “Good heavens,” Clara said, exhaling sharply. “It keeps building. Did you use scotch bonnet peppers?” Beverly had to admit Clara was bearing it far better. Then again, Clara had taken a sensible bite, while Beverly had shovelled in a heroic forkful in the name of pride. Or perhaps nerves. Both led to questionable life choices. “Are you all right?” Clara asked. “Too spicy.” Beverly grabbed a hunk of baguette and crammed it into her mouth, chewing furiously in hopes it might defeat the capsaicin. It didn’t help. Now she had a burning mouth and a wad of bread to chew and swallow before her throat closed in protest. Mel Waverly - The First Lesbian Book Club, chapter 38
@redhawkkj.bsky.socialSep 18, 2026, 9:29 AM

#SapphicLineShare

Maddy's worried that *seeing* Dinah might get her fired.
Women's Fiction w/sapphic romance series

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@redhawkkj.bsky.socialSep 18, 2026, 9:29 AM

#SapphicLineShare

Unsure which *tastes* worse ~~ powdered medicines or chicken-flavored water.
Western w/sapphic romance series

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@redhawkkj.bsky.socialSep 18, 2026, 9:27 AM

#SapphicLineShare

Chose different senses for each post. Went with *heard* for this one.

Sapphic romance/? WIP ~1st MC's POV

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