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@licoricemint.bsky.socialSep 24, 2026, 5:51 PM

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From Tales from New Darpana Bay V2: Manic Pixie Dream Girl (in progress)

archiveofourown.org/series/3591394

As Ceres strode over, she honed in on the target, assessing her strategy. The guy was clearly all over the girl, who was giggling and leaning on him as she took sips out of his drink. They didn’t seem ‘together’ exactly..although he seemed like he might have liked it to be. As Ceres approached, the girl locked gazes with her, and the sweet smile seemed to fade. Her eyes grew wide, taking the full sight of Ceres in. The Sea Elf fought to keep her face neutral, but couldn’t resist the faintest trace of a smirk. Everyone had their special skillsets, and this, for better or for worse, was hers. She’d had decades to make mistakes, to hone it, and now she wielded her beauty with a scalpel’s precision. “Hey!” the guy barked in surprise, the remains of his shitty drink spilling over his gray hoodie. His frown faltered as he caught sight of her. “Watch your fuckin’ elbow…oh…” the word escaped his mouth, almost like an afterthought. She sized him up and down, evaluating for a split second, calculating her strategy. Nah. “Sorry.” She turned to the girl. “What were you drinking? Can I buy you another?” And she flashed the girl a winning smile, a Ceres special.
@licoricemint.bsky.socialSep 24, 2026, 5:20 PM

#SongsOfSeptember #LicoriceAndMint #QueerWriters #lesfic #sapphic #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts

This is for Nat and Vola as they cement their friendship in the diner. L&M ch. 5. Vola feeling seen. Nat desperate to be seen. Both not wanting dinner to end.

youtu.be/fFcGRQROIt0?...

@rjmartinwrites.comSep 24, 2026, 2:52 PM

I post a lot of noise here on Bluesky, but if you want to make sure you get the rare important announcements, join my mailing list: subscribe.rjmartinwrites.com

#QueerWriters #LGBTQWriters

@lousytshirt.bsky.socialSep 24, 2026, 1:35 PM

#WIPSnips Going for vibes today from Survival Instinct -- Kenneth Andrews has a meddling mother, and Nanette remembers her with hatred, understandably.
#writesky #writingcommunity #queerwriters #writingprompts

“Nan, listen, talk to the girl. And I don’t mean in your sing-song 1950s homemaker way, either. Clean yourself up, stop crying, and just call the girl.” Nanette could see him now, sleek, shiny, smoking a cigarette outside of his office because Kenneth Andrews didn’t give a shit what other people thought. He never did, except when his bitch of a mother told him to kick her to the curb—and he did just that. Sending Paulina with her because his mother didn’t want anything to do with the trash he’d picked up and kept for a handful of years. Paulie meant nothing to that cold woman, and he didn’t even care.
@sayaashrah.bsky.socialSep 24, 2026, 12:23 PM

#WIPSnips 24. "Meddle"

Angry Ashrah is scary. Angry Ashrah with psychic magic is... something else 🙃

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“What are you doing?! He’s—” Ashrah shoved the concubus to the ground and turned to the mortal, left arm raised. Smoke crumpled to his knees, hands reaching for his neck as he tried, in vain, to loosen the invisible rope around it. “You dare tell me what to do? You dare defy my will?” He reached out to her. Ashrah curled her fingers, squeezing tighter, denting the fragile skin around his throat. Choking, his face a deep shade of red, he would have fallen had Ashrah not upheld him with her mind and forced him not to lose sight of her as she delivered the punishment. “Nothing will keep me from my ascension. No Archdevil, no fiend, and least of all a meddling mortal!”
@chrisholcombe.bsky.socialSep 24, 2026, 11:01 AM

Dash is about to meddle in the mystery of a club patron.

Find out who Tyler Smith is & what he knows: tinyurl.com/3sb58f36

#WIPSnips #booksky #authorsky #writersky #mysterybooks #mysterysky #noir #1920s #queerbooks #lgbtqbooks #gaybooks #queerwriters #lgbtqwriters #gaywriters #queernoir 💙⚡️📚 💙⏳📚 🌈✒️

Kindle screenshot from The Double Vice by Chris Holcombe.Book cover for THE DOUBLE VICE, the 1st Hidden Gotham Novel, as shown on a tablet device. A man in a tuxedo stands next to a man in a white work shirt and suspenders. They’re in the middle of a smoky speakeasy, the background colors red and orange. Tendrils of smoke float across the book’s title. Behind the tablet is a sparkly gold table cloth. A red flask rests in the lower right corner.
@alvara.bsky.socialSep 24, 2026, 9:31 AM

Some MFs really be out here using AI to create visuals for their books.

Meanwhile, I'm pecking one pixel at a time on an overheating laptop's track pad in an effort to make mine.

Please read A Knight in Captivity or I'll keep torturing this laptop.

#WritingCommunity #Writesky #QueerWriters

Clipstudio paint open and zoomed in far on a work in progress drawing displayed on an old laptop with a max 1080 resolution. A hand is on its track pad mouse. You can practically hear the laptop's fans through the image alone.
@markfrommusings.bsky.socialSep 24, 2026, 5:57 AM

I decided to not post this week and linked to an old article over on Substack which went over better than expected so I'm sharing it over here too.

#queerwriters
#musicjournalism
#musicwriters

markedwardrandall.substack.com/p/beyond-the...

@angelgravely.blacksky.appSep 24, 2026, 3:20 AM

This is what celebrating my bisexuality means to me in this season of my life. Happy Celebrate Bisexuality Day! #bvm #QueerWriters #WritingCommunity

@vhkingsink.bsky.socialSep 24, 2026, 1:39 AM

#WIPSnips 23 Sept: tumble

"I stole your sweatpants," she said. "Hope you don't mind."

"Anything."

The word tumbles out as he shakes his head and finally stands. His eyes say the rest of it as he helps her to her feet.

You can have anything from me.

#BlackWriters #QueerWriters #WriteSky

@licoricemint.bsky.socialSep 23, 2026, 10:32 PM

#AwesomeCharacters #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts #lesfic #sapphic #QueerWriters #LicoriceAndMint 

Specifically Bi are: Amanda, Leo, Tiff, Aoife (Sapphic Leaning) and Ahn-me who swaps Bi and Pan interchangeably for some reason.

I won't include the Pan or Omni characters here today.

@licoricemint.bsky.socialSep 23, 2026, 8:16 PM

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Licorice and mint spanned Summer to Fall 2015, while One Bad Tuesday spanned Late Fall 2015 to Early Fall 2016.

@licoricemint.bsky.socialSep 23, 2026, 8:15 PM

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Our Bi/Pan Characters: Vola (Pan), Wali (Omni), Ahn-Me (Pan), Amanda (Bi), Leo (Bi), Lelani (Pan), Tiff (Bi/Demi), Aoife (Sapphic-leaning Bi), Madsen (Omni)

@licoricemint.bsky.socialSep 23, 2026, 8:05 PM

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So sports are big in Alkesh. Within the city itself Hockey is a big deal. Football (american) and Baseball are more popular down in NDB and the eastern cities of Sehore. But in Alkesh (1/?)

@licoricemint.bsky.socialSep 23, 2026, 7:53 PM

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Alkesh is host to a lot of heritage museums. Usuall preserving or displaying the history, culture and art of First Nation, Orcish, or Dwarvish history. All museums are typically private (1/?)

@licoricemint.bsky.socialSep 23, 2026, 7:40 PM

#SeptemberWorldBuilders #lesfic #sapphic #QueerWriters #LicoriceAndMint #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts

Light is used in both practical and symbolic ways. It represents no binary good or evil. It is an element. As we show in Tales From New Darpana Bay V1: What Eyes Cant See (1/2)

@licoricemint.bsky.socialSep 23, 2026, 6:41 PM

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*Looks exhausted back at the first draft of One Bad Tuesday Ch.11 and Ch.9 of Licorice and mint.* yeah....yeah. you could say that.

[Cant say more because spoilers]

@chrisholcombe.bsky.socialSep 23, 2026, 5:05 PM

It’s time for another #WordWednesday! What do you think? Shall we bring it back?

#booksky #authorsky #writersky #mysterybooks #mysterysky #noir #1920s #queerbooks #lgbtqbooks #gaybooks #queerwriters #lgbtqwriters #gaywriters #queernoir

@licoricemint.bsky.socialSep 23, 2026, 4:27 PM

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From One Bad Tuesday: Ch. 10 - We All Fall Down

archiveofourown.org/series/3436765

Do not cry at the club. Nat blinked hard, forced herself to drink down the full glass in her hand, and then replied, “It’s…a lot. I don’t even know where to start.” “Doesn’t have to be in any particular order,” Zaya added gently. “I’m just scared…” And once the words had been said, the rest followed in a tumble. “Vee and I haven’t talked about a place yet, and I got a tip on one today at work. It's near you both, and Amanda, and Mel’s.” She choked up. “It’s like…perfect. I would be near…” “Family,” Tiff completed.
@licoricemint.bsky.socialSep 23, 2026, 4:23 PM

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

archiveofourown.org/series/3436765

Nectar tears dripped streams of purple and yellow fluid down her restraining hands. The anger at her father was slipping away. Even her spark felt soothed for the first time in nearly two decades. It had served its purpose, taken its turn outside of this paradise and earned its place back here. That’s what the Holy Lullaby was saying. Words from a mother to its child when it came back home dirty and tired. She had done her best. Suffered in that place, and come home to Mother. Come home to keep Mother company once more. No. No! A splinter of something cold and angry stabbed deep inside her soul. Her Spark agreed but Mother is welcoming us home. Her face so kind. Her eyes so deep. THEY BURN. LOOK AWAY! LOOK AWAY!
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