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@walkerharris.netOct 7, 2026, 1:48 PM

#Sniptober 7

After their first gig, Katie gets a little excited and Kyle certainly doesn't mind.

(Sneak attack hug!!!)

Screenshot of test on a web page. At the top is an illustration of a smilinig white man with greying hair and the name Kyle to denote the POV. On either side is a purple background with hearts and music instruments.

Katie looks over at the front parking lot. “Hey, is that Wynne on her way over?”

I turn and see Wynne walking towards us. She waves while holding up her phone. The sound of fast footsteps of someone running across the gravel of the parking lot hits me a moment before Katie slams into me in a leaping hug, arms around my neck.

I stumble backward against AJ’s truck and Katie squeezes me tight. She says in my ear, “I am so unbelievably proud of you! You did it! Mmmm. I knew you could.”

Holding her tight, I think maybe everything will be ok. I cannot imagine a world where I have Katie in my arms and do not feel wonderful. Being our first, and maybe only, hug, I never want it to end. “I couldn’t have done it without you. I am sorry that I still messed up at least twenty-one times.”

Katie hops down and takes a step away. She itches one of her arms nervously, then manages one of those adorable pretending to be stern glares. “Back up to the beginning and try that again without insulting yourself.”

“I couldn’t have done it without you. I… managed to get through the whole thing?”
@talesbyjin.bsky.socialOct 7, 2026, 12:56 PM

#Sniptober 7

Hey I've got this one!

I wonder what Nerissa was going to say...🤔

#TY4LM

‘Listen, Nerissa, you were about to say something before Marin got in the car?’
She looked away from the mirror. ‘I don’t know what you’re talking about.’
I waited for her to look back. ‘Nerissa, we’re still friends, right? You can tell me anything, you know. Or do we have to have that talk again? You won’t like it if we have to have that talk again.’
She looked down and muttered something I couldn’t make out.
‘What was that?’
‘I said, “You’re too nice,” Dylan.’
‘So what did you want to say earlier?’
‘I was just saying, Dylan, that I—’
‘Hey,’ Marin said, tapping on the window on her side of the car, ‘the tide is coming in really fast. We’ll miss our chance if we don’t hurry.’
Again, I missed my opportunity to hear what Nerissa was going to say. As she readjusted her mirror, I thanked her for the ride and shouldered my backpack. I waved as she sped off, kicking up a cloud of sandy gravel in her wake, but I still couldn’t shake the feeling that I wasn’t getting something important. It was one of those feelings like, once I figured it out, I’d feel like a fool for not noticing earlier. But I didn’t have time to think about it. The tide really was coming in faster than we thought and we were about to miss our chance.
@elwolfsblood.bsky.socialOct 7, 2026, 12:52 PM

#Sniptober 7
This snip is doing heavy work! Not only introducing the band, but the masked singer himself 😍

I’ve been having a great time reading all your snips! Thank you for playing with me!

Lunaris queued up their favorite band, Later Down the Lunacy Lines, a name wrapped in dream realm mystery. A band that appeared and disappeared without warning, masked and anonymous. 

The first melody rolled in like a storm front, slow, low, and holy. It crackled through their bones like familiar static, electricity threading their marrow. And then the voice, velvet over gravel, haunting and healing at once. The lead singer's voice rips through time and space itself. 

No one knows where the band records. Some say the music leaks straight from the dream realm itself, fragments half caught between memory and static. Album art shifts when stared at too long, shapes rearranging like half remembered nightmares. Even the songs end differently depending on who listens.

The singer, Vex, never removes his mask to the public, none of them do. The mask protects, obscures, anchors him, a creature of onyx, shadow, and mirror. But his voice seems to know them. Every trembling nerve, every locked jaw, every ache carved into silence. He sings like someone who’s seen the end of the world and still dares to speak love aloud. 

And then he weeps.

Raw, uncontained sobbing. He cries into the song, into the mask, and something inside Lunaris cracks.

They know that sob.
@elwolfsblood.bsky.socialOct 7, 2026, 12:30 PM

#Sniptober day 7!
Share a snip from any of your works that includes the word “gravel”. 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 gravel. Vibes and synonyms welcome!
@karamoonauthor.comOct 6, 2026, 5:53 PM

#Sniptober "elicit"

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

Kallista pursed her lips and glanced down at Pheranassus on the map on the desk before her. That was where her grandmother was born. She should have known the story of the oreads herself. Technically, Pora blood flowed through her veins too, just as it did through Iona's. But Kallista was mainland born and bred, and the remote volanic island she'd never had the pleasure of visiting only elicited a distant empty pang in her chest.
@glwalkerauthor.bsky.socialOct 6, 2026, 3:13 PM

I just realized the snip for #LitHodgepodge is the reason they are waiting for Cam in #Sniptober XD this particular section of the book is getting a lot of work lately (I used the next section yesterday?) and it's also the next 2 chapters I have to edit. I wonder what game Fate is playing with me?

@bianca-sommerland.bsky.socialOct 6, 2026, 2:54 PM

#Sniptober day 6

This one's from Polished (New Rules Trilogy Book One) and it's Luther and Alec discussing how to 'elicit' a certain reaction from Xavier.

A tough job, but someone's gotta do it! 😂😉🔥

#SnipShare

“It would be up to me to seduce him.
Luther was watching me, a sly smile on his lips. “Him wanting to be distracted would be very good. But it won’t be easy to get him there.”
“Which is why you’re going to teach me how.” I licked a crumb off my thumb, grinning around it as Luther’s gaze dropped to my mouth. “You must be good at it.”
“I like to think so.” He inhaled slowly. “But he keeps me too busy to tempt him as often as I’d like.”
I sucked on my finger. “Is that why you found him a new toy?”
Shaking his head, Luther laughed. “You’re cheeky when you’re well fed. I like that. Now finish eating and stop teasing me. Unless you want the one thing I ask of you is to bend over my knee?”
My lips part. I gulped. “You’d do that?”
“I will, eventually.” He lifted his shoulders. “Pass me the syrup, please?”

Excerpt From: Bianca Sommerland. “Polished.” Apple Books.
@elwolfsblood.bsky.socialOct 6, 2026, 2:06 PM

#Sniptober 6!
I had to reach for a synonym today but that’s okay! Thats part of the game! Today’s word “elicit” swapped for “raise”.

The air tightened around him, energy prickling across his skin. The presence drifted closer, its words curling like smoke.
“I’ve seen your pain, boy, your suffering. I can make you an offer that will raise you up, save you from this fate. Immortality through sacrifice.”
Amon’s stomach twisted. “Sacrifice what?”
“Yourself,” the void purred. “Your life. Your freedom. Your Dreamwalker self. Give it, and you will be remembered. Loved. Famous. Everything you desire in the waking world.”
A life where he mattered. A life untouched by fists.
“And I would stay here?” he whispered, voice barely audible in the fog.
“Yes. Forever. Frozen in these woods. Alone. But your sacrifice will bring life and glory elsewhere.”
Fear and awe spiraled through him. The cold pressed deeper into his ribs, numbing everything. Maybe numbness was easier. Maybe numbness was safer.
“What’s… a Dreamwalker self?” he managed.
“Nothing you will miss,” the void coaxed. “Just the space between dreaming and waking. A small price… for lavish immortality.”
@mcburnellauthor.bsky.socialOct 6, 2026, 1:48 PM

#Sniptober 'elicit'

ack ack ack, Boden using a dickhead nobleman and his henchmen for a demonstration

“There are a couple things we wanted to show you, and the easiest way was with the help of the Un-, but we didn’t want to torment these nice people.” He gestured to the Feinzadi citizens closing ranks at the mages’ backs. “Thankfully, there are guys like this!”
“You know you can’t touch other people with your Vision,” Dameth told them, talking loud enough to make certain everyone could hear. “It’s important that you understand how narrowly you can read this. You can’t light someone on fire, but do you need to when you can…?” He sliced through the nobleman’s saddle girth and tipped the saddle off the horse, using his Vision and not his hands. The man went down with an outraged shout.
It elicited a single shocked gasp voiced by their entire audience, students and citizens alike. The guards were quick to react, shouting furiously and drawing their swords, but Boden knocked them off their horses, too. He gestured the crowd to let the agitated animals bolt. “I’m guessing this has occurred to some of you, yeah? Tried to find out if it could give you an edge?”
He saw a couple of them shifting their feet and grimacing. The most talented kids, who would also be the most creative, the most imaginative, the kind of mages who would think to try weird things like this. “Didn’t work, right?”
At this point, one of the nobleman’s guards shook himself free from the heap of leather that had been his saddle. He didn’t hesitate, Boden would give him that, coming straight for him with an angry oath. He couldn’t help but wince, and he saw Dameth watching with his teeth bared in pained anticipation.
He made no attempt to defend himself, however, letting the man strike him full in the chest, hard enough it sent him back two steps. Their mages gasped; in the crowd of Un- spectators, several people screamed. For a heartbeat, no one seemed to understand what had happened. The man who had struck him did a perfect doubletake, eyes going to Boden before he raised his bloodless blade wonderingly.
@talesbyjin.bsky.socialOct 6, 2026, 1:35 PM

#Sniptober 6

Oh this was a hard one! Had to go with "response" as in "elicit a response"

Nerissa: "See, it's funny because I'm the older sibling. 😏"

‘What are you playing at, Marin.’ Her back was to me at this angle, but I didn’t need to see her face. I could hear Nerissa’s grin coming through her words. ‘This isn’t where you belong and you know it.’
‘You will address him as Elder!’ Mako snapped. Murmurs rose from the crowd in response, only to be silenced by her raised hand. ‘Choose your next words wisely, Requiem. They will determine your fate.’
‘Heh. Let me talk to my brother. Elder brother,’ she added with a chuckle.
@scarletvmitchell.bsky.socialOct 6, 2026, 12:42 PM

#Sniptober
Dropping in for this one…

Helena has gone for a 3am walk in the woods alone. Cuz Goth.
But wait! She hears two people talking and hides! (Poorly.)
It’s her crush talking to some guy as they patrol the woods!

And her crush looks up…

“Yeah,” she said absently, apparently still talking to her companion. “I know what you mean.”
Helena’s heart pounded in her mouth, leaving an unexpectedly pleasant aftertaste. Kiandra stood there for a moment, pinning her with an open and searching gaze, then started walking again. She looked down at her footing for just a second and then back up at Helena with the slightest play of a smile on her full lips. The young man hadn’t seen her.
She realized now what she must look like, hiding in the woods, ducked behind a thin tree that provided little real cover, like a villain in a cartoon. But the couple moved on and Helena stood in the dark feeling completely ridiculous. A cold drop of rain freed from the leaves above smacked onto the back of her neck and ran down her shirt, eliciting a fierce shiver. Giving up the night as lost, she turned back towards the dorm.
@glwalkerauthor.bsky.socialOct 6, 2026, 12:11 PM

I used a snip around here for something the other day... but anyway, Dias is such an instigator 😂

#Sniptober

Loke should have been resting like the others, but instead was investigating the area. She made sure to stay within Magnar’s vision, but she didn’t need to venture far to find something interesting. “I don’t think we’re that far off track at all. If anything, we might be closer than expected.”  Instead of leaning on a tree or resting on a log, she dropped to sit into a pile of snow. She pointed to the path just behind her. “Just beyond the trees behind me should be the entrance. There’s a huge sign that says to enter at your own risk. I can’t think of a more appropriate place to go.”
Votan looked past her and noticed the menacing sign. “Is that such a good idea? I mean, we’re still waiting for Cam, but if it’s got warnings like that, then maybe we shouldn’t go at all.”
“Wouldn’t it be a good demonstration of your strong will to show Colel that you can be brave, Votan?” Dias was egging him on, using Votan’s pride and desires to elicit compliance.
@elwolfsblood.bsky.socialOct 6, 2026, 12:02 PM

#Sniptober day 6!
Share a snip from any of your works that includes the word “elicit”. 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 containing the word elicit. Vibes and synonyms welcome!
@bethanylaurel.bsky.socialOct 5, 2026, 7:39 PM

Akieryon ordered sopa de albondigas & a loaded elote, & the other two also ordered tacos. The server disappeared, & returned a moment later with a bowl of something red and a basket of crunchy flatbreads. Akieryon & his friends started dipping the triangular flatbreads in the red stuff.
#sniptober

@walkerharris.netOct 5, 2026, 2:07 PM

#Sniptober 5

Went with 'fancy' since I didn't have any 'deluxe'. Have to work on that. 🤔

Here's some of the band meeting for breakfast at the hotel they are staying in.

CW: Sexual innuendo about what Rachel and Candice were up to

Screenshot of a work-in-progress manuscript with the word 'fancy' highlighted.

Among the crowd I spot a little table with AJ, all cleaned up and ready for the day as usual, and Rachel, leaning on the table half-awake and wearing the tell-tale sunglasses-at-breakfast of a hangover.
At least this continental breakfast has eggs, bacon, and even a waffle-maker. Fancy stuff. I grab some eggs, give in to temptation for some bacon, balance that out with a banana, and some milk, then sit down with AJ and Rachel.
“Good morning, Dad! How’re you doing?” AJ asks.
“I’m apparently doing better than Rachel. Long night?”
“Ugh, haven’t partied like that in a while. Then I was up most of the night eating Candy.”
AJ spits out a mouthful of orange juice all over his cereal. The glare he throws her way could have killed a lesser being, but Rachel just smiles and pats him on the back, chuckling to herself.
@mcburnellauthor.bsky.socialOct 5, 2026, 1:09 PM

#Sniptober
I'm pretty sure I've never used this word, but I've got the vibes!
from Into the Darkbower, my scary dark fantasy

“I haven’t been in the room yet, Lieutenant Inquirer.” 
“You’ve been here three days!” 
The wizard opened his mouth to respond, but one of several uniformed grunts waiting in the background, stuck standing out in the rain, intervened. “He gets close enough to touch the door, he faints dead away, Lieutenant Inquirer, sir. Didn’t seem smart to carry him inside and wait to see if his brain come out his ears.” 
There was a fleeting pause, then Idril said, “I see.” It was all he said, and the rain fell thundering into a void where a huge amount of noise was palpably not being made. 
Substantiated. That rare, precious, terrifying word. That’s what I call substantiated, Esmerelda had thought at the time. The world was rife with rumors of wizardry and creatures of the Beyond, and the overwhelming majority of the work the SOUI did was to prove how rarely such things intruded into the mundane lives of human beings. To be first on the scene to investigate a disturbance of this sort confirmed by an accredited wizard might be a once-in-a-lifetime event.
@bianca-sommerland.bsky.socialOct 5, 2026, 1:03 PM

#Sniptober day 5!

Going with Backlash (Winter's Wrath Book 1) for this, with a synonym since I went through several books and didn't find delux anywhere! lol

A high end model on a tour bus is truly experiencing 5⭐ luxury 😂

#WritingCommunity #SnipShare

“Danica’s shoulders lifted slightly. “I guess. She gave him the third degree about the tour, but it wasn’t too bad. He made it clear I would be fine. Actually, he made the bus sound better than a hotel.”
“He did?”
“Clean sheets? Meals on-the-go? This is going to be awesome!” The twinkle in her green eyes told him she was teasing. He let out a sigh of relief and she laughed. “I don’t expect a luxurious ride, but he did tell us enough that Sophie isn’t worried and I’m pretty sure I can tough it out. I’ve never seen the inside of a tour bus, so who knows? But my grandfather had a mobile home for the first few years after he got his property, so I grew up in small spaces. He built a nice little house now, so I’ve been spoiled for a bit, but I’m used to finding my own space when I need it.”

Excerpt From: Bianca Sommerland. “Backlash.” Apple Books.
@talesbyjin.bsky.socialOct 5, 2026, 12:57 PM

#Sniptober 5

Deluxe is a type of pizza, yes? (Sorry no 'deluxe' in TY4LM😅)

And our boy Dylan has capital T Thoughts about his school's pizza~

#TY4LM 🦈

Monday came and so did lunch. We were having pizza that day, but calling it by that name was an insult to actual pizza. I don’t know who decided that a soggy cracker drizzled with tomato juice and topped with cheese byproduct that more closely resembled moist construction paper than anything that could be derived from a cow should be called ‘pizza’, but they deserved the most severe-ist of punishments for toying with so many children’s hearts at lunchtime.
By the time my class was let into the cafeteria, the purple-haired girl was already sitting by herself at the table she always sat at. Good. If I sat there before her, she might see me and shy off elsewhere. But if I waited for her, people would notice. People notice, rumors start. That was the kind of attention I didn’t need. Not that they wouldn’t notice me going to sit with her now, but ‘weird kid sits with loner’ rumors are leagues different from ‘weird kid waited for loner girl and THEY SAT TOGETHER ARE THEY DATING?????’ rumors. They were definitely more tolerable, that’s for sure.
I grabbed my tray and shuffled through the line. When my time before the lunch staff came, he slapped a rectangular slice of ‘pizza’ on to the main dish section of my tray with a pair of tongs. There were three things wrong with this situation. One: real pizza comes in isosceles triangles with one rounded edge because they start as a circle. Two: who uses tongs to serve pizza? And three: it made a sound I can only describe as a wet hand slapping Jell-o when it was applied to my tray. I tried to hide my disgust with a forced smile. The server’s face remained devoid of anything resembling emotion as he prepared another ‘pizza’ to inflict on his next victim.
@elwolfsblood.bsky.socialOct 5, 2026, 12:55 PM

I swapped today’s word deluxe for plush instead. CW: mention of alcohol consumption

Im so happy that so many people are playing #Sniptober with me! Thanks for being here.

With a few hours still stretching ahead before the evening’s big event, they decided on a late brunch adventure in the heart of the Gayborhood, a place that always hummed with vibrant life and welcoming energy.

They wandered side by side into a cozy little cat café tucked between rainbow painted storefronts, the air rich with the scent of freshly brewed coffee, sweet pastries, and the faint musk of curious feline wanderers weaving between tables. Plush cushions and soft jazz created a sanctuary from the city’s bustle, and the pair settled into a sun dappled nook, their spirits lifting as a parade of cats curled lazily around them.

Lunaris shoveled down a warm, crumbly gluten free blueberry muffin with a delighted grin, savoring each bite like a small victory, while Rae indulged in the café’s signature lavender mimosas, her laughter bubbling with mischief and warmth. Hours stretched, tender and unhurried, a perfect pause before the whirlwind of the night to come.
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