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@theeldervampire.bsky.social Oct 4, 2026, 7:56 PM

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Avery entering beyond the boundary of the Elder Grove for the first time.

All of Avery's tension and dread began to melt away. He expected the witch's true domain to be foreboding and cruel. He expected desolation or monsters. But he saw nothing of the sort.

The Elder Grove was beautiful.

@feralwriter.bsky.social Oct 4, 2026, 7:52 PM

#WIPSnips October 1st - "injury"

Been real busy with the new job, but I found one word to share. This snippet's a good nutshell of the character, too.

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Watching the light go from gold to bronze, I tried not to think about my past, but that was impossible. For every submerged tower or painted daymark, a memory clicked into place like a set bone. Instead of headaches and nausea when I thought back, there were actual images and impressions in what felt like an unbroken line.
Before Redemption, I was at White Light, met Corbin, saw my old friend Amos. Before that, I spent two years and some months on the mountain; I clearly remembered two winters and three summers in a small cabin on a mountainside. There was a stream running by it; there had been a wolf that visited. Year two, I’d moved into a cave. I remembered the kills I’d made, the demons, the turnskins, and the people… because, yes, there were people on my ledger. That first year had been rough.
I remembered too the confusion and pain, the dreams and the visions. My brain had been putting itself together, after… after something big. I’d been wounded badly. What the injury had been, I couldn’t say, only that it had nearly killed me. Clearly, it had scrambled my brains. I remembered Raphael’s House, I remembered the Tank, but when? Behind those memories was a long haze of fighting, the Citadel, the rituals, the holidays, years and years and years. I was indeed the Order’s dog long since trained to the leash.

@islanderscaper.bsky.social Oct 4, 2026, 7:29 PM

#LGBTQWriteAThon: 'dark' in place of 'foreboding'.

WIP: My Second Life As The Villainous Rose Duchess (Reincarnated as the Unlovable Villainess actual play).

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I excuse myself and make my way to a booth that is tucked away in a dark corner at the back of
the tavern. Claudia is waiting for me there. She gestures for me to sit with her, and I oblige while
trying to keep respectful distance. Of course, Claudia isn’t having that and leans in closer to me
before she speaks.

@nectar-vam77.bsky.social Oct 4, 2026, 5:23 PM

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For having a Bisexual Protagonist ending happily in a polyamorous marriage (with a man & a woman) in a YA portal fantasy

They would call it "porn" despite the fact that it has no sex scenes at all

@licoricemint.bsky.social Oct 4, 2026, 5:16 PM

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Only badly which would get them fired.

@licoricemint.bsky.social Oct 4, 2026, 5:00 PM

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Vola would make a pot of Orcish Chili and let Nat make it as hot as she would normally eat it (A LOT of Scovilles) and they would throw it into Godzilla's mouth.

@glwalkerauthor.bsky.social Oct 4, 2026, 4:37 PM

Vibes~
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“How come no one woke me?” Loke felt like she was being watched as she noticed the others mostly waiting for her.
Magnar tossed a small piece of fruit at her. “Because I didn’t want to carry you. But you’re up now, right? We should move before more soldiers come. You can eat as we go.”
Blu held his hand out to help her up and helped her finish tucking everything away. “I don’t think he is trying to be mean.” He was trying to whisper.
Loke shook her head. “No, it’s alright. I was up too late, but I think he might be more forgiving after we make it through this forest.”
The entrance to the mysterious forest was just behind the warning sign that Loke had spotted the day before. It had an ivy archway – overgrown to the point of not being noticeable. The large sign painted in red had KEEP OUT in large letters and below in what was likely blood was DEATH AWAITS. Everyone hesitated to pass through the arch except for Loke, who didn’t give the sign a second thought and walked through the gate. To everyone watching, Loke vanished as she crossed under the archway.
“We should have let her sleep.” Magnar mumbled as he chased after her. “Don’t just go ahead on your own!”

@vwsteele.bsky.social Oct 4, 2026, 3:49 PM

Classic first-time encounter with a fiendish devil 😈

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“Then save me the time and tell me exactly what it is. A recipe? A Ritual? I hope it isn’t a contract.” I’m trying to read his body language for answers, but his casualness gives away little. His choice of attire—or lack therefore—is beyond distracting. Yet the more I look at him, the more I can’t help but feel hungry again.

“Contract? My, you humans are paranoid. It’s adorable.” Amen’s tail arches and curls behind him. “You’re the first to figure out that it is indeed a recipe. You should feel very proud.”

@rjmartinwrites.com Oct 4, 2026, 3:45 PM

* #QueerWriters ugh

@fae-author.bsky.social Oct 4, 2026, 3:39 PM

I think this is a fairly foreboding scene

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@ambooneauthor.bsky.social Oct 4, 2026, 3:11 PM

Didn't have foreboding, so I went with dread.

Poor Leo (even if he doesn't know he's Leo yet.) I'd be freaked out too if I learned that if I got killed being a thief, it'd fuck over my daughter.

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The rest of the week was boring enough, even though I had dread hovering over my head like a raincloud. If I fucked this up, Adrienne’s life would be over. She’d have to drop out of school, come back here, and risk her life to purify cursed artwork. I couldn’t—I refused—to have that happen to her.

@mimulus.bsky.social Oct 4, 2026, 12:35 PM

Hello #queerwriters! No foreboding, but we do have anxieties! #LGBTQWriteAThon

Screenshot from a word processing document that reads:

Samuel Gallegos was being hunted. At first he’d dismissed the tingle on the back of his neck. The Cretaceous woods were rife with anxieties: strange sounds, swift creatures hidden in the ferns, dangerous shadows, an unrelenting sense of exposure. He turned around every few moments, searching over his shoulder, alert for anything, alarmed by everything. If he succumbed to every passing unease, he’d curl up on his side in the mud and never take another step. That’s what he told himself, trudging one foot after another, determined to find the track wherever it crossed his path.

@melwaverly.bsky.social Oct 4, 2026, 11:54 AM

#LGBTQWriteAThon October 4 ***foreboding***

Apropos what my books might get banned for... here's Lake Ontario in all her (foreboding) glory.

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By the time it ended, she’d found a spot overlooking the lake and pulled over. For reasons she’d never quite understood, Lake Ontario had always brought her a sense of calm. Right now, she needed some of that serenity to plan their next steps.
She put the car in park and waited.
At first, neither of them spoke, both staring out at the foreboding lake. Jacqueline lost herself in its enormity, watching the dark grey waters stretch seemingly to the horizon.

Mel Waverly - Wishing You Knew, chapter 36

@milosometimes.bsky.social Oct 4, 2026, 11:54 AM

Excellent word, which I unfortunately don't have. So today I'm going to go with a synonym!

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A snippet from my WIP "In Your Afterglow"
You can't help your eyes from skittering over to the map. Illuminated by the glow of your laptop screen, the red marks stand out ominously against the stark white paper. Cuts on an otherwise unmarred surface.

@winterandwords.social Oct 4, 2026, 11:45 AM

Aaaahhhh I have the exact word in Darwin's Cliff! I discovered the concept of foreboding joy via Brené Brown and have had an uncomfortable awareness of it ever since, so of course it made its way into something I'm writing.

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IMAGE: Silhouette of a woman standing in a field at sunset.

TEXT: Next to it was the cork from my birthday champagne and a candle in a glass holder, my shrine to what was and what might have been. My temple of foreboding joy.

@sayaashrah.bsky.social Oct 4, 2026, 11:29 AM

#WIPSnips 4. “Contract”

From This Is How Immortals Die, where “contract” is a central word precisely because of this contract Carys just signed.

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I scanned his every word and found them true. Resolve and fierceness drummed in his heart, but the old man was right that warring against Pantheonic warriors would bring his and the girl’s demise. Also… I wouldn’t admit it, but his oath was one I could get behind. “Don’t fret, old man. Twenty thousand gold coins are incentive enough for me.”

From his other sleeve, the magician pulled out a second, yellowish parchment, a template which I had seen many times before. He unfurled the scroll and pulled a butter knife from his belt. I refused the joke of a weapon and used my dagger to cut my palm. Five drops dripped onto the paper. The old man repeated the gesture, pouring four drops. Contract signed. No going back now.

“May the Creator guide your path.” And that was the strangest thing he’d ever said to me. Had you truly allied with this cult, Aphrodite? Was that why no one could find their island?

@amaralynn.bsky.social Oct 4, 2026, 11:01 AM

#LGBTQWriteAThon October 4: Line share day! Today's theme is 'foreboding'.

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@melwaverly.bsky.social Oct 4, 2026, 10:24 AM

From WIP 2 - Wishing You Knew

I'm thinking Mr. Samson was wishing he knew about that morality clause...

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"We can, Mr. Samson," he said, producing a copy of the contract. "Your client—and girlfriend—has a morality clause.”

Mel Waverly - Wishing You Knew, chapter 47 (ish)

@arlenrenwrites.bsky.social Oct 4, 2026, 7:41 AM

do any Scrivener-using #queerwriters know how to compile to 6x9inch paperback without it being a million pages long???

I want to get my latest draft printed as a paperback for an ereader-refusing family member but it's going to be 720 pages and it's simply Too Much 🫠

@illunethealbatross.bsky.social Oct 4, 2026, 4:01 AM

Wild Cards is definitely the more bannable of my two web novels: there's a transfem magical girl, queer kids and runaways on the streets, two teenage boys who begin a scene in bed together after having had sex the night before, also swearing
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