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@ladypenni.bsky.socialOct 13, 2026, 5:13 AM

“Miss Understood” #WIPSnips

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@charliedeltawrites.bsky.socialOct 13, 2026, 5:12 AM

October 13th – blue

Av’ry gets to visit the hot springs!

#DawnsBlood

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It had an otherworldly quality to it, wreathed in fog infused with a strange blue glow. Av’ry blinked owlishly, reaching a hand out to touch the localized cloud that they had wandered into. He took a brief mental inventory of how much he had had to drink. Plenty, but not enough to explain this. Alessa pushed him inside and shut the door. “Don’t just stand and gawk. You’ll let all the steam out.” “What is this?” He gawked anyway. “My favorite place.” She smiled. “It’s a natural hot springs.” That certainly explained the heat. “Why is everything glowing?” “Bioluminescent moss.” She brushed her hand over one wall, bringing it away covered in the same glow. “Wow.” He couldn’t even see the springs through the mist. “It’s beautiful. Gives the stars a run for their money.” Alessa smiled, pleased by his reaction. “And it’s not just pretty to look at. It feels amazing, too. Wait until you get in.” “Oh, we are going for a dip?” “Of course! You can’t appreciate a hot spring standing dry on the side.”
@redhawkkj.bsky.socialOct 13, 2026, 5:12 AM

Anyone else ever fallen victim to the dreaded faux-leatherette sofa/couch? *blue* or otherwise?

Sapphic romance/? WIP ~2nd MC's POV
#WIPSnips #WritingCommunity #WriteSky #WritingPrompts #lesfic #sapphic

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@adregem.bsky.socialOct 13, 2026, 5:11 AM

From Miraculous Horrors: Riven just told off Hadrian for filing her closet with nothing but frilly dresses #WIPSnips #WIP #AmWriting #WritingPrompts #Writers #Writing #WritingCommunity #WriteSky #SciFi #ScienceFiction #SFF

A three-tiered silver serving tray sat between them, laden with more pastries than two people could be expected to eat. Greek statuettes watched them from the corners of the room through trails of peach and yellow begonias, and sunlight slanted into the room through the glass domed ceiling, bathing everything in glittering white light and making Hadrian’s eyes look glacial blue. “You’re an asshole,” she announced. His face lit with glee. “What? Why? I didn’t say you couldn’t have pants.” She groaned. “Because you fucking exist, Hadrian. You’re an asshole for existing.” He chuckled and passed her a croissant. “Oh. Well. I’ll try harder not to exist.”
@wipsnips.bsky.socialOct 13, 2026, 5:11 AM

The #WIPSnips word for October 13th is "blue"

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WIPSnips a bluesky writing community tag October 13 - blue Share a line from your WIP with the daily word for inspiration Use #WIPSnips. Don't forget Alt Text for graphics Synonyms, variation and vibes are fine. Support others on the #WIPSnips tag! Hosted by rosie-j-potter.bsky.social The image behind the text is a border that is dark blue with gold stars with a black background with neon blue border. An illustrated caticorn holding a pencil and writing in a book with a rose behind one ear is in the lower right corner. A different version of the same illustrated caticorn is curled up writing in the lower left corner
@mike256bit.bsky.socialOct 13, 2026, 3:34 AM

It’s been a minute! Let’s jump back in with a glimpse of our two constable cadets trying to get some very important papers from a very annoyed civil servant.

🧽“It’S a CoUrT oRdEr” 🧽

#WIPSnips | Pulse

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The scribes who were stationed at each of the desk-like machines turned to look at the two men trying to collect their respective papers, lowering dark-tinted glasses so they could get a better view of the calamity. “I understand, but this isn’t a request, sir, it’s a court order. Compliance isn’t optional.” The manager, who had turned to admonish the men for being careless, snapped his head around so quickly his glasses slipped to the very tip of his nose. “It’s too early and I’m too old to tolerate being threatened by a pup, young miss.” “Watch it,” Korbas barked, straightening to his full height. Padima leaned forward, studying the stress that pulsed in the man’s temple veins. “It’s okay, Korbas.” She leaned on the counter and smiled faintly. “What’s the problem? You knew we were coming, I know my boss seemed confident they’d be ready. Was it you who spoke to him?” Taken from part four of “The Fourth Sigil” Book One of “The Seeker”
@gmgray.bsky.socialOct 13, 2026, 3:26 AM

#WIPSnips #WritingPrompts

Rare example of me writing a sexy scene, but don't worry. It's sexy in a "I just killed a bunch of people and have PTSD" way 😌

Twining his good arm around Lizavette’s waist, Alexei pulled her into his lap. She hesitated at first before shifting to accommodate. Careful to avoid his scrapes and bruises, she buried her face into his long hair. Alexei was filthy with dirt and sweat, and his arm ached, but he didn’t care. Lizavette was a welcome weight, and Alexei pressed his head against her chest. He felt the rise and fall of her breath and the steady pulse of her heartbeat. The smell of jasmine was almost enough to conceal Alexei’s own stench of blood and gunpowder. With his good hand, Alexei started to unbutton her dress. Soon Lizavette’s hair clip joined her garments on the floor, dark hair spilling over her shoulders. Alexei closed his eyes and breathed in the scent of flowers, trying to imagine the place Sammy described from his childhood — a place of lush greenery and vast pools of water. Brightly-colored birds and soft breezes. Alexei ignored the feel of the gun-calluses on his fingers and hands, just as he ignored the way Lizavette traced the tattoo on his chest. Snake jaws. The mark of the Diamond Heads. Right now, he did not want any of that. Right now, he wanted everything in the world to be as gentle and loving as Lizavette — including himself.
@bornangelauthor.bsky.socialOct 13, 2026, 3:11 AM

#WIPSnips an interesting intense section of A BORN ANGEL, which I'm so close to having done! Just 2 more people editing it! #Book1 #AnniversaryEdition #Booksky #WriteSky (NEW COVER REVEAL SOON!)

Snippet of A BONR ANGEL, Chapter 6: “Why were you cursing anyhow? You’re not normally foul-mouthed. Did the trip into the Blood Demon sector affect you that much?” he teased. The blood ran from my face as the cashmere sensation slid across my skin, and I shivered again. “You felt that too?” he telepathically asked. “I tripped on air and almost fell,” I admitted. He shook his head, and I continued telepathically, “Yes, I do feel it. That’s the creepiest sensation ever. Do you know where it’s coming from?” His eyes darkened with fear and his power pulsed, growing and warming my skin, which confirmed my suspicion. He’d felt it before, and he knew exactly who it was. “It’s someone who shouldn’t be here.” That was not comforting. Could he be any vaguer? He set his hand to my back, and I blinked at him. “You’re headed to the cafeteria for lunch, right?” he asked. I nodded, and he continued, “Why don’t you take a shortcut through the gym, and I’ll come with you.” Something in his tone said that he knew the being was listening. I nodded, as I felt the presence approaching us. We walked into the gym, and he kept his arm at my back. His aura shielded me from whoever it was.
@sxlyce.bsky.socialOct 13, 2026, 2:47 AM

Happened to be right at a moment that involved "pulse" while on a final pass of Part I of my series.
#WipSnips #Wip #WritingCommunity #WriteSky

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@nicolelsopergorden.bsky.socialOct 13, 2026, 2:21 AM

Definitely unfair - so unfair. Poor, poor Tennyson. 🤭🤭🤭

From Tennyson's arc of The Atlas Brothers Break the Multiverse

#WIPSnips #WriteSky #AmWriting #WritingCommunity

“You’re saying you flirted with me because you could tell I like boys? Is that it? A targeted attack on gay?” Emmanuel’s hand gently caught his wrist, the tongs hovering over the last cookie. He dropped the piece of lemon peel in surprise. Emmanuel smoothed his brown thumb over the inside of Tennyson’s wrist, over his pulse point and the sensitive skin there. “I’m saying I flirted because you’re cute and I knew you’d be receptive,” he said, his voice going low with that same tone that had made Tennyson stupid last time, the one that slid over his skin like rich, dark coffee. Tennyson’s breath hitched. It was unfair of Emmanuel to use that voice now. Unfair of him to run fingertips over Tennyson’s skin in sensitive places. Unfair to look at him with dark eyes big and full lips still dotted with a tiny smear of cookie icing. Fucking hell…
@juliemarchbooks.bsky.socialOct 13, 2026, 2:14 AM

#WIPSnips this isn't the spoiler, Bolton is just trying to find his bag in a burnt-out house

If I was incredibly lucky, my bag wouldn’t be too deep beneath the pile. If I was even more lucky than that, maybe it would still be intact. My hands were black and bleeding by the time I saw one end of it sticking out from beneath a roofing joist. My shirt clung to my back, slick with moisture I couldn’t spare, and burnout pulsed behind my eyes. Remember, I’d had about three total hours of sleep across the last two nights.
@lisalhilton.bsky.socialOct 13, 2026, 1:43 AM

#WIPSnips #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts

I have been imagining this scene for a loooong time. I'm pleased with how it turned out. Someone else showed up in it that I hadn't realized existed until after the first draft was done!

He tried to say, “Azza,” but his lungs convulsed again. Blood oozed into the linen of her clothes from scraped skin. Her lips were blue. He felt for her pulse. It was thin and fast. She was dying. No! They won’t take another one! Excerpt from the Queen's Waterman by Lisa L Hilton
@writingrachel.bsky.socialOct 13, 2026, 1:42 AM

I walked into the building and hollered at miss Perillo that her door was open. Chis hollered that he told her as well. I went to change went to her place and found her in the kitchen I checked her pulse and Chris called the paramedics. #WIPSnips it happened this way

@woldry.bsky.socialOct 12, 2026, 11:32 PM

Can't believe I missed #WIPSnips this morning!

Here it is:

"Zegg watched Kier, a slight curl lifting the corners of his mouth. He was kind. He liked books. And something pulsed between them, something utterly mundane and therefore beyond wondrous."

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@writinginsawdust.bsky.socialOct 12, 2026, 11:30 PM

Back to the very beginning

Wolves do what they do, it has always been that way.

The forest knows it will always be that way.

The Faraway Farm

#Wipsnips
#pulse #beat
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#writingcommunity #5amwritersclub #wip
#penstricken #writesky

In the waning moon, she knew that he would come. This moment, as old as the Earth itself, was predestined. She could hear his breath, slow and deliberate. Soon, their hearts would beat as one. Well-practiced and precise, he approached, he took her, bodies entwined in the fading moonlight, her back arched as their eyes met. He could feel her breathe. He saw her eyes, forgiving and grateful. He could feel her heartbeat slowing, her muscles relaxing. As her last breath escaped, he released his jaws from her throat. The wolf stood and released a long, low howl, and in the distance, answered by his kin. Mournful, for her and him
@pjccahill.bsky.socialOct 12, 2026, 11:19 PM

#WIPSnips - Demon King Daughter -
Gonna grab from DKD this week! This is one of my exposition-heavy sequences to explain blessings and blessed weapons, especially with how Himari's unique holy magic affects them. This moment is a cute detail within it.
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Kyoka giggled. "Sorry, poor phrasing. Himari, you know how you make your magic flow out of your body? The way that feels?" "Of course," Himari affirmed, quite casual, just still confused. "Let the spear ride the current. Just send the magic through it up from your hands, as if it's just part of your power." Himari had trouble comprehending that, but she settled back a moment, and relaxed her hands open. She closed her eyes and focused. Seina could plainly see soft waves of golden light starting to writhe up and gently pulse upward from Himari's hands. And the next instant, the spear weightlessly floated up, emitting a gentle chime within the magic as it coursed over with Himari's power. Kyoka grinned, a sincerely fond warmth in her gaze as she admired Himari's magic. Himari slowly opened her eyes, and was stunned to see the spear floating. "Oh my God!" she couldn't help blurting out, and her shock was sincere enough that her magic halted, and the incredibly heavy spear dropped to her hands, immediately starting to yank her to the ground.
@shaenon.bsky.socialOct 12, 2026, 10:45 PM

#WIPSnips

Id didn’t say anything for a minute. The drunks went on arguing. At last she said, “You wanna lay on me?” “I don’t see how that would help.” “I’d be super close to protect you. Also I’m cold.” “So am I. Okay, then.” Carcosa scooted over and, after a moment’s consideration, rested her head on Id’s chest. The wave of relief took her by surprise. Id was soft and warm and smelled like the place she needed to be. “This is great,” said Id. “I’m already warmer and not terrified.” “Thank you, Id.” Carcosa shut her eyes and drifted into cradling darkness, guided by a firm biologic pulse. Her eyes shot open. “Id,” she said. “I can hear your heartbeat.” “Really? Cool.” “I don’t know why that surprises me. It’d be more surprising if you didn’t have one. And cause for concern.”
@leeheffer.bsky.socialOct 12, 2026, 10:19 PM

#WIPSnips
Neither Fish Nor Fowl

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@rk-phoenix-author.bsky.socialOct 12, 2026, 10:18 PM

#WIPSnips
12. Pulse

Sintadil Magical College doesn't employ guards. Why bother when you can simply bar non-mages from entering?
#Cloudrend
#booksky #writing #writesky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts

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