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@elwolfsblood.bsky.social Oct 4, 2026, 12:01 PM

#Sniptober day 4!
Share a snip from any of your works that includes the word “belong”. Vibes & synonyms welcome. Have fun and interact with lines you like from other authors. Repost ones that make you feel feelings. #WritingCommunity #SnipShare

Share a snip from any of your works that contains the word belong. Vibes and synonyms welcome!

@floweringsnows.bsky.social Oct 3, 2026, 12:50 PM

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@elwolfsblood.bsky.social Oct 3, 2026, 12:01 PM

#Sniptober day 3!
Share a snip from any of your works that includes the word “compel”. Vibes & synonyms welcome. Have fun and interact with lines you like from other authors. Repost ones that make you feel feelings. #WritingCommunity #SnipShare

Share a snip from any of your works that includes the word compel. Synonyms and vibes welcome!

@sainiku.northsky.social Oct 3, 2026, 2:45 AM

#Sniptober

Jane's Aunt, Princess Iris, is said to be one of the most powerful battlemages in history.

She'll need every ounce of that strength for what's coming.

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With Iris having Liz’s’s‘s full attention, we raced towards the side hall. Cam tucked his shoulder behind his shield, barrelling through the heavy wooden door.

“Uhhh…” Cam looked around worriedly. The stairs to the upper level weren’t ahead of us like we had planned for.

“Come on!” I hurried him, breaking into a sprint. “We’ll have to find another way up!”

We headed parallel to the sounds of battle within the chapel. But just as we set our pace, the battle came to us. Iris came crashing through the wall, sharp crystalline shards peppering against my barrier and Cam’s armor.

As Iris rose to her feet, she quickly materialized a new weapon in her hands in a flash of light, a giant folding fan that shimmered with magic. She swung the fan towards the hole she had created, launching a torrential burst of wind that flooded the hall, and forced Liz’s’s back out just as she was entering.

Iris took a momentary breath, the fan disappeared from her hands. Her fierce eyes briefly met ours, before giving us a nod. She rushed back inside the chapel, chasing after Liz’s’s.

@talesbyjin.bsky.social Oct 2, 2026, 12:38 PM

#Sniptober 2

Ah. Right. The chapter that will be too spicy for YouTube.
Still not sure how I'm going to approach that when the time comes...🤔

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I rounded my bed and stuffed everything—condoms, phone, and wallet—into my backpack, but I was still missing the change of clothes. I grabbed some beige cargo shorts and one of the red and white palm tree print beach shirts my father sent on one of my birthdays he actually remembered and stuffed them in my pack. After one last check, I dressed in my usual white button-down and khaki pants with swim trunks underneath, went downstairs and got my bike from the garage, checked that both the garage and front doors were locked, and biked down the road, backpack bouncing from side to side as I pedaled. It wasn’t until I looked back to double-check that I shut the garage door that I remembered the bacon and toast mom left me. Oh well, I was already on the road, no turning back now.
The ride from my place to Marin’s wasn’t too terrible since we both lived on the same street that ran parallel to the oceanfront, but since it was completely flat, I got no downhill breaks from pedaling. Our whole little town of Playa Clara was annoyingly flat in topography and in spirit, but I guess it didn’t matter much with Miami just north of us. Any excitement to be had was all there. Well, any excitement that wasn’t Marin.

@woldry.bsky.social Oct 2, 2026, 12:32 PM

Similarity is a parallel, right?

Our dubious heroes in "Laughter of the Hunted Gods" encounter an old flame of Quinceberry's.

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She squinted at Boden. “You smell funny.”
“It’s the laudanum.” Quinceberry sniffed imaginary powder off the back of his finger. “Or the cocaine, they smell so much alike to me.”
“You,” she said to him, “smell funnier. Have you been marking your territory again?”
Quinceberry chuckled. “Oh, Hazine, I’ve missed your wit.”
“Wasn’t joking,” she said. “How dare you come back here?”

@woldry.bsky.social Oct 2, 2026, 12:06 PM

I'm a day late for this one, but:

The opening of my philosophical godpunk WIP, "Laughter of the Hunted Gods," where our dubious heroes meet for the first time.

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“Fooled you, didn’t I?”
Sitting in the stalled railroad car, Boden lowered the paper broadsheet he’d been half reading. A round little man in a badly patched gray waistcoat and frayed green trousers sat on the worn mahogany bench opposite Boden. Spectacles askew, hair unkempt, grin awry, he looked to be in his forties. Maybe fifties. A ragged cluster of dried bluerain blossoms was pinned to his lapel.
Boden, unimpressed, said, “I saw you slip into my compartment, if that’s what you mean.” Not that his entry could have escaped notice; the bronze door grated when it opened, with the sparkwork mechanism depowered.
“Excellent, excellent.” The little man held out a little hand. “Fimble Quinceberry, at your service, sir.”

@elwolfsblood.bsky.social Oct 2, 2026, 12:01 PM

#Sniptober day 2!
Share a snip from any of your works that includes the word parallel. Vibes & synonyms welcome. Have fun and interact with lines you like from other authors. Repost ones that make you feel feelings. #WritingCommunity #SnipShare

Share a snip from any of your works that includes the word parallel. Vibes and synonyms welcome!

@elwolfsblood.bsky.social Oct 1, 2026, 12:02 PM

#Sniptober day 1!
Share a snip from any of your works that includes the word excellent. Vibes & synonyms welcome. Have fun and interact with lines you like from other authors. Repost ones that make you feel feelings. #WritingCommunity #SnipShare