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@silassummersauthor.bsky.socialOct 17, 2026, 5:14 AM

#WIPSnips - October 17, 2026

Daxton just went through a tense panic attack at the hockey game. Daelan was there to help him through it all.

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I feel my chest untighten, my breathing returning to normal. I just look down at the ground, trying desperately to keep the tears from falling out. The amount of support and comfort I feel right now is out of this world. I move up the line with him, keeping silent for a few minutes. “Thank you.” is all I can get out at the moment, my voice cracking, thick with emotion. He doesn’t say anything, doesn’t point out the obvious, he just wraps his arm harder around me as we make our way up the line. As he shows the person at the door our tickets, he quietly speaks, “Just like the airport, we have to remove metals. Can you handle it right now?” I nod slowly, “Yeah. Thank you.” I remove my phone and wallet along with my belt and put it in the small container, he follows suit, putting his stuff with mine. As they scan us, he stays near. We get inside and put our stuff back. Heading to the beer gardens, he holds my hand. At first, I feel completely vulnerable and out in the open, I want to shrug him off but keep a brave face. A little girl pats her Dad’s arm, pointing at us, I feel my heart starting to race inside my chest until I hear her say ‘They are two boys. Just like Uncle Steve.’ The dad nods with a smile but gently pulls her finger down.
W✨#WIPSnips✨ A Daily Writing Share Tag@wipsnips.bsky.socialOct 17, 2026, 5:11 AM

The #WIPSnips word for October 17th is "suit" #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts

WIPSnips a bluesky writing community tag October 17 - suit 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
@silassummersauthor.bsky.socialOct 16, 2026, 5:48 AM

#WIPSnips - October 16, 2026

Yuri is walking back with Yohan to go to the hospital after finding him decimated under the bridge. A bit of sad backstory for Yohan (and his twin York, who we haven't met yet)

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As I carried him back into the city, he clung to my shirt, watching the other Alphas and Omegas interacting. The dazzle of the street lights seemed to catch him off guard, he shoved his face into my neck. “It’s so bright.” His voice was so small and shaken, it made me feel almost bad for bringing him here. “I know, Yohan. Are you not used to seeing these kinds of lights?” He shook his head softly, “No. I... they...” He let out a sad sigh, “They kept us in the basement. There was very little light. It was to disorientate us if we ever got out. The bright sun would cause us to stall.” I cannot contain the growl that leaves my lips. “Bastards.” Yohan looks at me, his eyes shining with something unreadable. He speaks up in a hushed tone, “Why did that make you so angry?” “Locking people away simply for their status of birth is wrong in so many ways I can’t even start to explain it. I don’t think any of them should be allowed to live much longer.”
W✨#WIPSnips✨ A Daily Writing Share Tag@wipsnips.bsky.socialOct 16, 2026, 5:11 AM

The #WIPSnips word for October 16th is "dazzle" Even better if it's "razzle dazzle" haha #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts

WIPSnips a bluesky writing community tag October 16 - dazzle 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
@silassummersauthor.bsky.socialOct 15, 2026, 5:34 AM

#WIPSnips - October 15, 2026

Daxton is speaking to his boss after his trip where he learned Daxton is dating another man. He works in a very masculine job so he is a bit worried about his boss' reaction.

SPOILER: He has nothing to fear.

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“I’ve been hearing some things around the shop today, but you know how I feel about gossip.” He sits on the edge of his desk, his hands neatly tucked onto his thighs. “So I’m going to ask you for the truth. Is it true that you started seeing someone and that this someone might be another man?” The room goes silent, I look at him and the rest of the room fades away. I swallow hard before I answer, my voice wavering slightly but I try to keep it steady as possible. “Yes, sir. That is true.” He looks at me and then looks up out his office window, a few seconds pass but they seem like an eternity as I wait for him to lose his shit. I’m ready to bolt, ready to stand up for myself and maybe even throw a punch. “He treats you well?” I steady my voice again, “Yes. He treats me really well. I don’t think I have ever felt like this before.” I look him in the eyes as I talk, which seems out of character for me and slightly takes me by surprise. “I feel like I found the one and I didn’t even know it.” He nods softly as he continues to look out the window. He is silent for a few more seconds as his brain works, absorbing the information.
@silassummersauthor.bsky.socialOct 14, 2026, 5:13 AM

#WIPSnips - October 14, 2026

[NEW COUPLE ALERT]

After a war that ravaged the world, Quest and Quinn are two men in post-apocalyptic Canada just trying to survive. This is their "first" meeting.

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I dragged my sword through the dirt as I walked towards him, trying to be as unnerving as possible. I stopped a few feet from him, my mannerisms changing when I noticed he was a bit younger than me with a much larger gait in his walk. He looks sick. Or maybe wounded. “You’re in Phoenix Territory. A long way from much else. What brought you here?” The young man looked up at me, the dog that was beside him now in front, barring its teeth as it watched me carefully. “We got lost. We don’t want trouble. Please... just let us pass.” I could hear the pleading tone in his voice. He looked like he had been through hell and back. “Are you sick? Do you need medical assistance?” This seemed to catch him off guard, but the moment was gone as quickly as it came. “What do you care about? You want to know how easy a target I am? I ain’t got nothing on me, anyways.” The cold demeanour was understandable. We were in the middle of a war-zone after all. “No. You just look like you need help. And, although you may not want it, I can provide it.”
@silassummersauthor.bsky.socialOct 13, 2026, 5:21 AM

#WIPSnips - October 13, 2026

Ah, just my boy Daelan being a shithead once again. I really love writing these two.

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My eyes immediately light up as I look through the selection. There is everything you could imagine and then more. I pull him toward the 69’ Thunderbird. “Look at this baby. Man, the colour is beautiful, even if it wasn’t a colour option at the time.” I muse over the lime green finish which may be more modern but fit the car extremely well. “Three-hundred and sixty horsepower, four-hundred and twenty-nine cubic inch V8 engine. And the hidden headlights. Beautiful.” I turn slightly to the left to see the 55’ Bel Air. “Oh, and this beauty. Man, it was such a status symbol to have one of these. Could you imagine me driving one of these? I would look so badass.” “Yes, you would. But, I always thought you would look best in a 69’ Shelby GT. White body with blue stripes. Driving down the highway while I am in the passenger seat, leaned over and–” I turn bright red, knowing exactly where he is going with this story. “Dael! Oh my god. We’re in public.” I put my hands over my face, unable to look over at him. “You are a menace.” He simply shrugs, “Yeah. I am.” His arm finds its way back to my waist, pulling me in. “But this menace gave you a pretty substantial org–” My hand flies up, covering his mouth, “DAELAN.”
@silassummersauthor.bsky.socialOct 12, 2026, 5:32 AM

#WIPSnips - October 12, 2026

Noble and Nyx are about to start the bonding ritual between vampires and humans, something that is a lifetime commitment between the two.

It starts with the vampire drinking some of the humans blood.

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“You don’t have to do this.” I spoke quietly with a bit of reverence. “This is only one step in the whole process of this partnership. I want you to understand what this means.” Noble rolled his eyes, “I’m not a child, Nyx. I know exactly what I am doing, I know exactly what I am offering, and I want this.” "And yet, you’re rolling your eyes like one," Nyx countered. Noble sighed but relented. “You’re right. I’m sorry.” He stepped forward, his bare chest resting against mine. “Nyx, I want to be bonded. It will make us stronger. It will protect both of us. And, in the end of it all, I only see myself wanting you.” I cleared my throat, unused to these kinds of affirmations. After what seemed like hours of contemplating, I agreed. “Alright. I agree with you, hunter. You have shown me beauty I never would have seen otherwise.” Leaning my face to his neck, I checked one last time. “You’re sure?” “Yes.” With that final word, my fangs extended from my mouth and sunk into the pulse point on his neck.
@silassummersauthor.bsky.socialOct 11, 2026, 5:25 AM

#WIPSnips - October 11, 2026

Apparently, even a 4.5K-year-old ancient vampire that could eviscerate humanity in mere hours can get just as jealous as a teenager.

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Noble looked uncomfortable, I could tell from his body language before I even looked at his face. He was standing at the bar, talking to some woman who looked like she was pretty close to him, her hand on his chest. I was trying to be civil and let him do whatever the hell it was he was doing, but I couldn’t stop the growl that left my lips multiple times every single time she laughed at one of his jokes. That fake laugh that everyone knew was not real. I decided I could not take anymore, I may be over 4.5 thousand years old but I could still be jealous like a fucking teenager. “I hope I am not interrupting anything. I was just hoping to take my dinner partner back to the table to discuss our plans for tonight.” Noble looks ... relieved as I get to them. “Nyx.” He says my name is a tone that tightens my chest, like I am the only thing he wants to see right now. “Nyx, this is my cousin, Amyrth. She was just telling me about how my father might be in town and he wants to meet for dinner some night.” “My my. Look at you, you are very cute. Very mysterious. I love the long hair. It makes you look like .. Lestat.” Did she seriously just compare me to that ... prick?
@silassummersauthor.bsky.socialOct 11, 2026, 2:15 AM

I made this mood board for Daelan and Daxton. I choose minimalistic continuous line art because it is a cozy romance and minimalism seems cozy to me.

Anyway. I think it is adorable!

❤️

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Moodboard for The Romantic Tales of Daelan & Daxton: Car, Mountains, Bed, Cup of Coffee, Two Men Kissing, Fireplace, Handcuffs, Two Cats. + Cozy LGBTQ+ Romance + Mechanic x Graphic Artist + Moderate Level of Kink + Long Sex Scenes Tropes: + Best Friend’s Brother + One Bed Trope + Vacation Love
@silassummersauthor.bsky.socialOct 10, 2026, 2:11 PM

#WIPSnips - October 10, 2026

A new friend needs photographs for his photography course. He asks Daelan and Daxton to be his models. Daelan is just being his usual sickly (but adorably) romantic self.

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Daelan gives him a mock salute, “Yes, Sir!” He takes my hand as we walk ahead. He doesn’t even seem phased that someone is right behind us taking pictures of us together. “You’re so calm.” I mention quietly, gripping his hand a little tighter. “Aren’t you uncomfortable at all?” He shakes his head, “Nah. I’m just here with the man I am so, hopelessly in love with. You’re the only thing I see right now, Dax. The whole world is just a fuzzy blur of colours when I look at you.” I let out a small, disbelieving laugh. “Shut up.” The smile on his face could kill. “It’s true.” He pulls me a little closer, his arm wrapping around my waist and his hand going into my front pocket. I shiver slightly at the possessive gesture. This man isn’t afraid to tell the world that I’m his. I feel so warm and protected in his embrace, like I know nothing is going to hurt me. We walk through the botanical gardens, stopping every so often to read the descriptions of the plants, his arm never leaving my waist and his hand never leaving my pocket. I have long since forgotten that Bradley is following us and taking pictures of our moments, they feel completely natural as we walk through the winding paths.
@silassummersauthor.bsky.socialOct 9, 2026, 8:06 AM

#WIPSnips - October 9, 2026

Theo, one of Eron's right-hand people, is discussing the raid on a strip club owned by a newer mafia organization in the city.

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Theo adjusted his tie as he walked into the study. “Sir.” His voice was cool and collected, just like I had always known Theo to be. “How many times do I have to tell you that it is ‘Eron’ to you? ‘Sir’ is so ... formal and weirdly BDSM-y.” That got a look from Enzo that was something between amusement and surprise, “Everyone calls you ‘Sir’, Eron. Like, literally, all of your men. I can’t think of one of them that calls you your name.” He pauses, “And lives to tell the tale that is.” Theo clears his throat, “Sir... Eron... the raid is happening at the strip club in Devensport. Are you sure you want to be there for it? It could get ugly. This new organization doesn’t seem to understand the rules of this city yet. They will kill you on sight if needed.” I shake my hand dismissively, “It’s fine. They are small-timers, Theo. We send ten or so of us there and decimate them almost immediately.” Enzo lets out a soft groan. “God, you’re so hot when you sound so confident. I’m currently forgetting to be worried.”
@silassummersauthor.bsky.socialOct 8, 2026, 7:28 AM

#WIPSnips - October 8, 2026

Eron refused to be bested by those damn carnival games. He was winning Enzo that giant stuffed animal ... even if his methods became extreme.

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“Are you having a good time, Enzo?” I asked him as I held the giant lizard stuffed animal I won for him at the shooting game. Enzo gives me a side-glance, “It would have been better to have won that stuffed animal without pulling out your real gun.” I give him a mock-indignant look. “Listen to me, they rig those games, they don’t want you to win, they don’t make money that way. Even if these stuffed animals can be bought for five dollars from China.” I shift my head to look at him, “That fucking carny was laughing at me. ME. Eron Wolfe. It was humiliating. At least I shot the targets and not the man himself.” “That was so reassuring, Eron.” Although he is trying to be firm, he can’t help but smile a shy, soft smile. “Ok, it is really cute though, look at its tongue, it is sticking out. He looks happy.” “And had I not shot those targets with my real gun, we would be walking away both humiliated. You wouldn’t have your stuffed animal and I would have had to explain to Theo why the Wolfe Pack needs to burn down the carnival. Not a good look for either of us.”
@silassummersauthor.bsky.socialOct 7, 2026, 6:49 AM

#WIPSnips - October 7, 2026

Noble and Nyx have just done some training with Nyx absolutely annihilating Noble. And now Noble is finding out about Nyx's ~*other*~ form.

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“Ok, I don’t understand.” Noble lies on the ground, panting, his chest heaving up and down, his sword long lost during the training session. “We both have supernatural abilities, but you just kicked my ass all the way to Timbuktu and then back. That was ... insane, Nyx.” “That isn’t a very fair comparison to you, Noble.” I kneel next to him, a sly smile on my lips, “I am an ancient vampire and you are simply a vampire hunter. While the Lodge imbues you with powers, it cannot compare to the dark magic used to create me.” “Fucking dark magic bullshit.” He sits up, looking at me with narrowed eyes, “It must be nice to not have to work for the power you were given. Here you are just la-dee-da, I am an ancient vampire who can boil your blood and blah blah blah.” I can tell from his tone he is mostly joking. “And to think, I didn’t even take on my vampiric form, which actually enables me to be about five or six times stronger.” Noble’s eyes open wide as he stares at me. “Wait ... sorry, did I hear you correctly. Vampire Form?” He stares at me, unblinking.
@silassummersauthor.bsky.socialOct 6, 2026, 5:21 AM

#WIPSnips - October 6, 2026

Zeke is being ~*exactly*~ as one would expect as a cat shapeshifter.

(This scene is adorable and I hope you love it as much as I do - especially those with vocal cats like me)

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Zeke was laying on the bed on his back, his head hanging over the side of the bed as he groaned about being hungry. I was in the kitchen, trying not to laugh at his antics, but it was kind of funny, he was a shapeshifting cat that was begging for food. I have had enough cats in my life to know that is just a thing. “Zaaaaaaaaaaakkkkkkkkkkkkkk.” I hear him groan from the bedroom. “I am hungry. It’s like I am wasting away to nothing before my own eyes. I can see my RIBS, Zakk!” I snicker to myself as quietly as possible, trying not to encourage him. “Are you ... are you LAUGHING at me?” He steps out of the room, an irritated look on his face. “I am dying and wasting away to nothing and you are LAUGHING at me?” He points his finger at me. “What kind of ... owner are you?” “You ate like, four hours ago, Zeke. I am making us some chicken fried rice. It will be ready soon.” “Wait, I am starving and wasting away and you are making me RICE?” He looks indignant.
@silassummersauthor.bsky.socialOct 5, 2026, 5:27 AM

#WIPSnips - October 5, 2026

This is actually the first time Daelan and Daxton had sex. Daelan is being a love-smitten puppy dog right now.

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“Right.” He says quietly, a few moments passing before he opens his eyes. “Alright, I’ll get the spare set of sheets they left downstairs and meet you in the shower.” He gets up and heads down the stairs with sluggish movements, I feel bad but I know he doesn’t want to wake up cemented to the sheets either. I strip the bed and put the dirty laundry in the bathtub before heading downstairs to the bathroom. A few minutes after starting the water, Daelan walks into the bathroom. He looks me up and down and suddenly the tired looks like it has left him. “Well hey there, handsome. What’s a guy like you doing in a place like this?” He leans against the wall with his hand, a goofy grin on his face. “Oh my god.” I hide my face in my hands, “Just get in the fucking shower you goofball.” I step inside the walk-in shower, motioning him to join me with a crooked finger. “Come on, loverboy.” “Yeah, I’m the only fucking goofball here.” He steps in behind me. As we finish the shower and head back upstairs, we crawl into bed after assembling the new sheets. He pulls me into his embrace, pressing my back against his chest, “Goodnight, baby boy.” He whispers in my ear before kissing my shoulder.
@silassummersauthor.bsky.socialOct 4, 2026, 5:36 AM

#WIPSnips - October 4, 2026

(Meet one of my newer couples - Jayden & Josh)

Jayden and Josh are looking at moving into a 24/7 D/s relationship. 'The Circle' is the exclusive group that Josh is part of. They keep each other in check.

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I sat at the dining room table, trying to find something to calm the accelerated beating of my heart in my vhest. He looked absored in writing, but I was sure he could hear it. I could hear it in my ears, making everything else sound fuzzy. “How did you sleep?” Josh asked without even looking up. He was forcused on the paper in front of him. “Uh, I slept well... Sir.” I add the title at the end, still not confident in my use of it. I flex my fingers together nervously as I watch him. “It was a little weird having the heat on.” “Excellent.” I watch as he shuffles the papers toward me. “This is a contract, Jayden. It stipulates all of the things we will be discussing. I want to go over it with you, clause-by-clause, word-by-word so you understand it completely.” I look down at the document in front of me, “Wow, this is really ... professional.” “The Circle doesn’t take this kind of thing lightly, Jayden. We are not a bunch of amateurs that think this is something ‘fun’ to do in our spare time.”
@silassummersauthor.bsky.socialOct 3, 2026, 5:26 AM

#WIPSnips - October 3, 2026

Daelan and Daxton were upgraded to the honeymoon suite due to overbooking. It is not the standard double room Daelan requested.

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I can tell from the look on his face, he is just as mesmerized, “Wow. This is much different from what I had originally booked. Do you see this staircase? It is SPIRAL. I have never, in my entire existence, ever been somewhere that has a spiral staircase. That shit is for the movies or something.” I watch as he ascends the staircase, twisting all the way up. “Holy shit, Daxton.” He looks over the railing of the loft wall, “Free fucking champagne, and it is the good stuff. There’s also a bunch of rose petals everywhere. Very romantic.” “It is the honeymoon suite.” I snort-laugh, “It would be kind of weird if there weren’t some perks for having this room.” I start up the stairwell when I hear a popping sound. “You’re opening it, aren’t you?” I get to the top of the stairs to see him pouring two glasses. “Unless they do that so you drink it and then they charge you five-hundred percent of its value… Seriously Daelan? What if that two-hundred dollar bottle of champagne is now like … a thousand dollars?” I put my hands on my hips as I gave him a stern look. He turns around with a sheepish grin on his face, “I hope not because there is no way this liquid is going back in that bottle. Not happening.” He walks over and hands me a glass, “Might as well enjoy it then, no?”
@silassummersauthor.bsky.socialOct 2, 2026, 7:00 AM

#WIPSnips - October 2, 2026

Noble and Nyx have started their journey in ending the existence of the other Originals who want to enslave the human race. The first one they target is Nyx's sister, Nikita.

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Nikita growled, looking over at Noble. “Why does the human male smell like you, Nyx? What have you done?” Her claws protracted out of her hand a whole foot. She slammed her hand against the metal door, leaving a pretty substantial dent. “Did you bond with him?” I stepped in front of Noble, growling right back at her, a fierce need to protect him surging throughout every vein in my body. “That is none of your business, Nikita. I am not here to discuss my life with you.” Her laugh echoed against the walls of the facility, “Of course not, brother. You never had much interest in having the familiar bond the rest of us had.” As she moved forward, her eyes started glowing a deep red. “I suppose I can pay you back for when you killed Estevon. I felt that pain for years.” My own claws protracted as I watched her carefully, “He was a menace to our kind, nothing more. You knew I couldn’t let him live after what he did to that monastery.” Nikita shrieked, lunging forward to take a swipe at the both of us.
@silassummersauthor.bsky.socialOct 1, 2026, 6:15 AM

#WIPSnips - October 1, 2026

(I may have posted something similar to this...😅)

Yuri has finally found the source of the scent he picked up weeks ago. Turns out it was another person - who seems to have had a run-in with someone or something.

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I start running, catching up to him as he is trying to crawl down to the river bank, my hand wrapping around his ankles and pulling him back up. He claws at the ground, screaming as I pull him up. “No! Please! Stop!” He lets out a loud but petrified growl, “I didn’t do anything! Leave me alone.” He dangles in the air by his foot, swaying as he tries to get out of my grip. I can smell him now more than ever, this is the scent I was looking for, this was the person I was looking for these last few weeks. He looks hurt, dirty, and hungry. He tries to take a few swipes at me, his claws extended slightly, but he is weak and can’t reach me properly. “You.” I sniff the air around him, the scent plain as day.I look him in the eyes, seeing the fear, but also seeing the exhaustion that has taken him over. I see the rip in his clothing, a large injury on his abdomen. “What happened to you?” He struggles for a few more minutes before giving up, a look of resignation hitting his features, “Just kill me, please. Don’t take me back to them, I will do anything.” His voice sounds so defeated, which causes my chest to tighten in sadness.
@silassummersauthor.bsky.socialSep 30, 2026, 6:37 AM

#WIPSnips - September 30, 2026

Daelan and Daxton are having a conversation about their life choices, specifically about children. Daelan is being a (loveable) shithead.

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“You don’t strike me as the ‘have kids’ kind of guy. Or maybe I am mistaken.” His eyes widen as he starting stumbling on his words , “Sorry, that sounded awful. I’m not saying you would be a bad dad or anything and if you want kids, that’s super cool. You just never seemed like the type to want kids. But, I guess that would have changed in the last six years…” He is rambling and I find myself with a small smile on my face despite myself. “Nah, you aren’t wrong. Child-Free by choice. I am a pretty good uncle, but I don’t think I want to have little me’s running around and making the same mistakes I made. Mom always said I was a terror in my toddler years, she said when I have kids they will pay me back in spades.” I let out a genuine laugh, which catches me off guard, “I think she is disappointed I decided not to have children, because now I won’t feel the terrible two’s like she did.” He rolls his eyes, “You were a terror even when you were a teenager.” The smile on his face is subtle but I know he is teasing me, “It’s probably a good thing you don’t have children, you would age twenty years in the span of five years.” I reach over and playfully shove him, “Fuck you, Daelan. I was a god damn gem. If I was so bad, why did we spend so much time together?” I give him a knowing look, a sly smile resting on my lips.
@silassummersauthor.bsky.socialSep 29, 2026, 5:17 AM

#WIPSnips - September 29, 2026

Andrew just made a proposition to his best friend, Aaron. Aaron doesn't know how to handle this request.

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“Aaron? Are you awake?” His voice gently wakes me up, I look over from my sleeping position on my back, he is looking at me as he is propped up on an elbow. He looks like he just had a ‘come to Jesus moment’. “Kind of, what time is it?” “It’s three in the morning. I had an idea, but before you answer … hear me out, completely. No interjecting with your thoughts half way through.” He gives me this look he’s been giving me since we were kids, the look like I am about to argue with him, but he knows me pretty well. I roll my eyes but sit up, “Fine. I will shut my big fucking mouth until you’re done. But, you know I hate when you start off a conversation like that.” He sits up as well, “Yeah yeah. You know what you do, don’t make me say it out loud.” He turns to look at me, sitting crossed-legged on the bed. “What if, instead of trying to cancel this honeymoon and shit… you come with me instead?” My eyes are now fully open as I stare at him, trying to process what exactly was happening, what he was asking. I sat there for a few minutes, my brain trying to figure out the proper thing to say without sounding like a crazy person.
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