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🌱🫜 Charlie (Chelizabeth) Delta 🦊🪻

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🇨🇦 Here to talk about books and meet other authors! I write fantasy novels that often feature aroace characters. No AI. Support human creativity.

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Nicole "Ashrah" Hidalgo 😈🧄@sayaashrah.bsky.social · 7h ago

#WIPSnips 5. “Carrier” Ashrah drew the attention of the wrong demon. #ChroniclesOfTheRealms #SayaAshrah #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #QueerWriters

The azahnu removed its fingers, and Ashrah fell to her knees. Another humiliation. Datusha floated beside the azahnu’s head; she tried to command the sword so it would slice the demon’s head off, to no avail. “A Torch Bearer who no longer answers to the Eternal Flame. A carrier who defied the creator and still lives. You are a peculiar specimen, elbhyr.”

Through the pain clouding her mind, she threw a punch—

Her fist hovered a sword tip away from the azahnu’s leathery stomach, a psychic field keeping her arm away with such force she worried it would crush her bones.

With a flick of its wrist, the azahnu shoved her. Weakened, Ashrah tumbled through the sand, stopping at the taloned feet of the Nether-Touched. The enemy’s odious face swam into view, and in that moment, Ashrah wanted nothing but to rip those fangs out and use them to carve the grin off her mouth.

✨#WIPSnips✨ A Daily Writing Share Tag@wipsnips.bsky.social · 10h ago

The #WIPSnips word for August 5th is “carrier” (Sorry y’all The scheduled post failed.) #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompt

CG Stewart 🖋️ 🫜@nightoffallengods.com · 7h ago

#WIPSnips A carrier is just something that carries right? Okay so someone carrying could count as a carrier… (We’re stretching the vibes thin here today folks) Arlo and Roderika arrive in their first Faithful Only Village and find it… very similar while being wildly different. #WriteSky

They continued on for a few more miles in silence. More farms rolled past on either side of the road, and a few more people.
Some stopped to watch them go by but there were no further incidents. As afternoon was turning into evening they came to their first Faithful village.
The first difference was obvious. Where in Alliance towns and villages the churches were small buildings well away from the rest, here it was in the center of town. While every other building in the village was built of wood and thatch, the church was constructed of stone and mortar. Its steeple rose above every other building and was topped with a large cross that the churches along the road here had lacked. The building itself too was at least double the size of any other building in town, with clean whitewashed walls where the buildings surrounding it were simple bare wood.
The people didn't look any different, though even after weeks on the road with a caravan of all human members it was still odd to Arlo not to see any elves towering over everyone or Wyldkin ears poking out of at least a few heads. They all wore clothes made of simple materials and muted colors; wool or linen from what he could see, all in shades of black, grey, or brown. The men all wore loose fitting shirts tucked into pants that tapered in at the calf to be tucked into calf height leather boots or tall shoes.
The few women Arlo could see wore high necked dresses, most with an apron tied over the front. Their skirts ran to just barely over the ground, which seemed impractical given that none of the streets here were paved. Their faces were all deep inside bonnets the same muted colors as their clothes.
What was different was their reactions. In Alliance villages they'd gotten jaunty waves or questions about news, smiles and greetings. This village was silent. Every person seemed to have turned out onto their porch or street to watch the caravan go by, but not one looked happy about it. Arlo saw several men spit, either to…

✨#WIPSnips✨ A Daily Writing Share Tag@wipsnips.bsky.social · 10h ago

The #WIPSnips word for August 5th is “carrier” (Sorry y’all The scheduled post failed.) #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompt

Samantha Breaux 🌻🌱@woodenvelt.bsky.social · 8h ago

Going with vibes. A courier is a person who carries things, so it works right? Sam gets a mail delivery. From Herbs and Iron, a cozy romantasy about a witch returning home to reopen her gran's herb shop and reconnect with the blacksmith she left behind. #WIPSnips #WritingPrompts #Herbs&Iron

“Evening, Master Lohar! Got a missive here for you.” A glimpse of a burnt orange tunic and a friendly wave announced the head courier of Raven Cross.

“Don’t you have youngsters to handle the deliveries for you these days, Master Fleet?”

“Once an old mail-hound, always an old mail-hound, Master Lohar.”

It was a familiar refrain, repeated every time the lanky man brought Sam a letter or package, both of them knowing full well that John Fleet would stop making deliveries the day the Bright Mother plucked his soul from his body and placed it in the night sky, a twinkling star to guide other couriers on their routes.

“Is it from Grune Deep?” Bern asked, his face wrinkled in concentration. A soft grunt of amusement escaped Sam. The lad was already doing inventory in his head.

“Got it in one, Young Bern.” Master Fleet grinned. Despite the white streaking the man’s auburn hair, his gray eyes held a youthful glimmer that matched the laugh lines crinkling his cheeks.

“That’ll be a receipt for our last bar stock shipment and an order form for the next one.” Sam wiped his hands against his breeches before taking the thick envelope sealed with a blob of orange wax. The unbroken seal was imprinted with the pointing hound of the courier’s guild, a perfect match for the black silhouette embroidered on Master Fleet’s tunic.

“You’re not wearing your good arm today.” Sam nodded at Master Fleet’s right sleeve, folded and pinned halfway beneath the elbow so it didn’t flap loose at his side. “It’s not acting up is it?”

“No, no.” Master Fleet shook his head, rubbing his truncated forearm like he was scratching a phantom itch.“It’s been working like a dream ever since you replaced that bent pin. It’s just been chafing something fierce lately. Thought it’d be a good idea to let things air out a bit.”

“Well, if it jams up on you again, just say the word.”

✨#WIPSnips✨ A Daily Writing Share Tag@wipsnips.bsky.social · 3d ago

Here are the #WIPSnips words for August 3rd through August 9th! Sorry for the delay y'all. One of my cats had a big surgery on Thursday so we've been dealing with an uncooperative recovery patient, and I am sick. 🤒 But y'all know the drill!

The #WIPSnips words for August 3 through August 9. August 3 - thrill; August 4 - box; August 5 - carrier; August 6 - froentier; August 7 - handle; August 8 - melody; August 9 - capacity.

Mel Waverly @melwaverly.bsky.social · 8h ago

From WIP 1 - A Playlist for Second Chances Izzy's gonna loser her shit at any minute. #WIPSnips #QueerWriters #WritingPrompts #ATWRU #SapphicWriters #WritingCommunity

"Look, we didn't want to do it like this," Drew muttered.
"No?" She stepped closer to them. "How did you want to do it, then? Sneak it into an email? Carrier pigeon?"
Mel Waverly - A Playlist for Second Chances, chapter 17

✨#WIPSnips✨ A Daily Writing Share Tag@wipsnips.bsky.social · 10h ago

The #WIPSnips word for August 5th is “carrier” (Sorry y’all The scheduled post failed.) #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompt

Ron V 🏳️‍🌈@rvillanova312.bsky.social · 8h ago

#WIPSnips Word of the day is carrier… which I don’t have so it’s ✨vibes✨ From Dust and Shadows -Peter carries a deer over his shoulder. Michael tells him that Tigerlily asked him to come to help protect him, since fairies are mainly after him. Peter brushes off the concerns #WritingCommunity

“Tigerlily said that someone should come with you when you leave the burrow. We don’t know what the fairies are up to.” Michael said, looking down at the deer’s body as Peter hoisted it over his shoulder. He nearly rolled his eyes at Michael’s concern.
The last thing he needed was Tigerlily to be concerned for him, especially with the war. Why should anyone be worried about him? “It’s fine, Michael. I can handle myself.” He mumbled as he began walking back to camp.

✨#WIPSnips✨ A Daily Writing Share Tag@wipsnips.bsky.social · 10h ago

The #WIPSnips word for August 5th is “carrier” (Sorry y’all The scheduled post failed.) #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompt

Scarlet Mitchell ⚒️ The Gerzean Blade out NOW!😍@scarletvmitchell.bsky.social · 8h ago

#WIPSnips I decided to go with ‘satchel’ cuz thats a word you dont see every day. Talia trying to schmooze up to Dr. Fernandez while also keeping a grasp on her case.

The foursome trooped into the lobby. The receptionist, Cass, let them into the offices and led Fernandez to the cabinet where the artifact was kept. Talia quickly checked her phone while Fernandez unwrapped and inspected the item. No message from Brian. Where is he?
“Oh, my,” Justine gasped in awe. “Look at that!”
By the time Talia looked up again, he had already folded it back into its paper, placed it carefully in a slim oblong box, and slipped it into his leather satchel.
“My colleagues should be here any moment,” Talia tried to stall.

✨#WIPSnips✨ A Daily Writing Share Tag@wipsnips.bsky.social · 10h ago

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Finn McLellan @saranadosfiction.com · 9h ago

#WIPSnips | carrier Early on in Blood on the Snow, and our introduction to Anneke (Also no worries on the delay - just glad you're alright!) ( saranadosfiction.com/2020/05/02/b... )

“I’ll need some of your blood,” the priest said, quietly. “Only a drop or two, and you can watch me while I work with it.” They frowned. “I understand if you don’t want to, but that’s the only way I can get more of an understanding of what’s happened to you. Your blood’s a carrier for your magic, you see, and given your magic and your soul are intertwined, if someone’s been messing with either-”

“-then you’ll be able to tell by how the blood reacts to stimuli. Halsdottir, *Five Lessons in Magecraft.* Though I thought Pashikaa disproved Halsdottir’s findings on curses?”

Anneke’s eyes lit up. “Not at all! Pashikaa couldn’t replicate the results, because they were using the wrong herbs – Halsdottir was from the steppes, so she used the steppes names for her ingredients, and Pashikaa mistranslated them. If you go back and look at the original text, it’s quite clear.”

“But-”

“Pashikaa had the ear of the heads of the Order at that time, so their work was promoted over Halsdottir’s, and nobody else wanted to mess around with curses given what had happened to the Queen. So, when the University was opened, Pashikaa’s essays formed part of the core texts for magical scholarship, and Halsdottir’s were regulated to the back shelves and the temple archives. That is, until I went looking for them.” They paused, grinning. “I mean, all I did was translate it *properly.* Halsdottir did all the actual work, and her instructions are very easy to follow. But oh, if I could see the look on the faces of those stuck-up-”

Fest coughed, trying very hard not to laugh. He was impressed, of course – it would have been hard not to be – but there was something infectious and almost endearingly ridiculous about the priest’s sudden enthusiastic outburst. “You’re not a student, then?”

✨#WIPSnips✨ A Daily Writing Share Tag@wipsnips.bsky.social · 10h ago

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Alex Larkspur 💛📚🌻@applesncinnamon.bsky.social · 9h ago

#WIPSnips Aug 5 - carrier carrier -> courier Kai is here to make a delivery! They also have a donkey named Nancy. (Chicory is still unsure about them) No worries about the late post! 💛

Nancy didn’t quite bray, but she made a huffing sound.
“Well, yes, they seem quite nice, but I’m always nervous around strangers,” Chicory said softly.
“Oh, can you talk to animals?” Kai asked, eyes widening. “I thought flower fairies could only talk to their gardens.”
Chicory gripped his elbows and said, “I’ve always been good at talking to animals and birds no matter where they’re from. Bugs and plants are harder.”
“That’s neat.” Kai nodded. “Well, you don’t need to be nervous around me. I’m harmless.”
Chicory tapped his fingers against his elbows, stepping back. The garden must have sensed his anxiety because soon, a group of wasps started gathering behind him. A house martin swooped down and stood next to him, chirping out her concern. Although Chicory didn’t want to cause yet another scene, he was glad for their company.
“I just don’t know very many humans,” Chicory said. He turned around once more. “Silas!”
“How many do you know?”
Chicory faced them again, worrying his lower lip. “Silas. Miss Wren. You.”
“Ah, that explains it,” Kai said, lifting their brows. “Well, promise I won’t hurt you. I do need to talk to your human. I’m the courier he ordered. Do you want to grab another one of your fairy friends and they can go get him?”

✨#WIPSnips✨ A Daily Writing Share Tag@wipsnips.bsky.social · 10h ago

The #WIPSnips word for August 5th is “carrier” (Sorry y’all The scheduled post failed.) #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompt

Laken Honeycutt 💫 Book 3 is w/my editor 💫@mycelialwriter.bsky.social · 9h ago

6 weeks and still no word from Panez who dared to cross the Kalim—River of Stars… 🎪🖤✨ From The Mycellium Forest (Book 3) Kickstarter prelaunch now live! #WIPSnips #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts

From draft three of Book 3 (TMF), chapter 25, Elijwa POV:

Elijwa walked the banks of the Kalim. Six cycles. Over one moon had passed since the search party left. No messenger birds. No word.

She gazed out across the wide expanse of flowing water. What mysteries lay on the other side of the Kalim? Was it truly something so terrible?

Elijwa looked to the new stars in the night sky. There had been no further messages or dreams [REDACTED]. She wondered if that is what they had been or if they were simply wishful ruminations.

✨#WIPSnips✨ A Daily Writing Share Tag@wipsnips.bsky.social · 10h ago

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L.M. du Plessis 🇳🇦 🇺🇦📚💙 ‪✨drafting Scales of the Progenitor!✨@smoking-gnu.bsky.social · 9h ago

G'morning #WIPSnips! Some banter between Milly and the lone staff member of the manor to stay behind while the school is in session. #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompt

“Stone?”
“Unit of measurement, don’t worry about it,” Cook says as he slides a glass of orange juice towards me.
“Fair enough.” I eat breakfast in silence, savouring each bite. It’s exactly what I needed.
“Lunch isn’t for a few more hours, so if you’re not looking to interrupt the class, are you going to try out the thing from yesterday again?”
“No. I feel uneasy about something. Going to check out the treeline for a bit. Everything is still closed up tight, right?” I ask.
“Oh yes! I can open this back door right here, but nothing else. You good to go out alone?” His voice carries a lot of concern for my safety.
“I think so, with these new guns of mine,” I say, and I have to fight so hard not to laugh at his frown, and again when his expression changes to irritation when I hold up my arms and flex my fingers.
“Don’t get too cocky just yet,” he continues gruffly, “you’re only just scratching the surface of what a Draakkin can do!”
“Alright dad, but I still have to check the treeline for anything I find either suspicious or troubling, cause that’s my job,” I say with a smile and walk towards the back door. He unlocks and holds it open for me.

✨#WIPSnips✨ A Daily Writing Share Tag@wipsnips.bsky.social · 10h ago

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Kamikaye @kamikaye.bsky.social · 9h ago

Ross dispelling Mag 5's lies for distraught Vela. She's hurt but reaffirms her boundaries. In 'Cloudgazer' #WIPSnips #WriteSky #WritingCommunity

"So, Vela, why do you think the ship will displace something ?"
Ross asked, looking Vela firmly in the eyes. She immediately crumbled under the intense attention and sort of stammered.
"The... the ship said I need to place a beacon for displacement, of the rescue pod... Big orange sphere. I had the drone carry it.. and it was" she swallowed "dragged into the cave, with the beacon." she whispered
"And I ran away."
Ross gently touched her shoulder, it felt as if she was covered in pins and needles."That is good, I'm happy you did that. Okay ? Are you still with me ?" he asked, definitely noticing how the attention had overloaded her after all what happened today. "Yes .." Vela whispered, and shoved his hand away firmly, that was too much right now. "Our ship definitely has no displacer. Displacers are huge subsystems, much larger than our whole ship, only the biggest ships have these, like supercarriers." Ross laid it out so clearly. Vela never cared about that military stuff. The realization hung in the deck like a looming cloud. Vela felt a deep sting in her stomach. Was she stupid for even going out there ?

✨#WIPSnips✨ A Daily Writing Share Tag@wipsnips.bsky.social · 10h ago

The #WIPSnips word for August 5th is “carrier” (Sorry y’all The scheduled post failed.) #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompt

K.S. Nightingale (Kai)@ksnightingale.bsky.social · 15h ago

Hello again #WriteSky and #WritingCommunity - I am booking for August and September with availability to start on your books right away! 🤍 I'd love to wake up to two new clients in my inbox so that I can budget out groceries for next month! Please repost so others can find me!

K.S. Nightingale (Kai)@ksnightingale.bsky.social · last mo.

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I am an author and freelance editor. I've been editing books since 2013. I really, truly, genuinely love books of all genres, which is why I started writing and editing.

I read a LOT, across genres, and like manga and anime.

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🌱🫜 Charlie (Chelizabeth) Delta 🦊🪻@charliedeltawrites.bsky.social · 7h ago

August 5th – carrier #AnthropomorphicNovel, today! Ray is waiting in a hotel lobby to meet a date. But that doesn’t mean the date gets to meet her. #WIPSnips #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts

I circled towards the main desk. Smiling employee Annette was helping a harried looking woman with a pet carrier in her hands.
“You told me you allowed pets!” the guest shrieked, borderline hysterical. “You can’t turn Marvin away!”
“Yes, ma’am.” Annette’s smile never wavered. “We do allow cats and small dogs. Ball pythons, however, may make our other guests uncomfortable. If you read the relevant section of our website…”
I chuckled to myself as I walked back out of earshot. The hotel business must get very interesting. Not that my job was boring.
I completed my circuit and arrived back at my seat just in time to see a woman in a yellow sundress enter. She was young, pretty, more nervous than Greta had been. She clutched her bag to her chest and scanned the hotel anxiously. It didn’t look like she did this kind of thing often.
She certainly didn’t look like a hardened killer. But appearances didn’t mean anything, so I took a moment to study her. Then, I grabbed my things and headed for the door, brushing past her on the way out.

✨#WIPSnips✨ A Daily Writing Share Tag@wipsnips.bsky.social · 10h ago

The #WIPSnips word for August 5th is “carrier” (Sorry y’all The scheduled post failed.) #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompt

🌱🫜 Charlie (Chelizabeth) Delta 🦊🪻@charliedeltawrites.bsky.social · 15h ago

#MythAugust 5 The hierarchy of the gods is partially based on faith, and partially on a secret, second thing 🤫 The secret, second thing is the reason Gr'ellor and Tasya remain at the top. Agreements were made. Long, long ago. 🧵

🫜Prof Emily🫜@professoremily.bsky.social · 16h ago

#MythAugust 5 Today is about hierarchy! Who ranks highest or lowest among your gods/spirits/whatever? Is there a consensus about this ranking? As usual, interpret the question as loosely as you need to to fit your specific worldbuilding, and feel free to skip if it's not relevant to you! 😊❤️

#MythAugust prompt for Aug 5:
Let's talk hierarchy! Which of your deities are more powerful/respected? Are there minor deities who serve the big ones?

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🌱🫜 Charlie (Chelizabeth) Delta 🦊🪻@charliedeltawrites.bsky.social · 16h ago

#Critterary 5 Shadow hounds look mostly like the name suggests! They are large, shadowy or smokey hounds. They are usually incorporeal, becoming more or less visible depending on the lighting and when they last...ate. Generally, they are about the size of a pony, sometimes a bit smaller. 🧵

Serra Leta@serraleta.bsky.social · 16h ago

Today we're talking appearance! What exactly does your creature(s) look like? Any variations/regional differences? #Writing #WritingPrompts #Critterary

#Critterary 2: The New Batch (of prompts) - An August writing prompt game. Today's Theme: Appearance. Description time! What does your creature(s) look like? Size, shape, weight, colours, texture, special features... Bottom Tagline: Celebration of all things creatures! Hosted by Serra Leta. Art is a man bent on a knee, examining something with a magnifying glass. Background is a fern-filled jungle.

G.L. Walker HATES summer @glwalkerauthor.bsky.social · 20h ago

snipped from a larger paragraph because this is a heavily spoiler paragraph from the epilogue. this is a bit more vague, so hopefully no one is being spoiled for much here. #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts

Over the past year, he received letters from several of them, Loke included, and never replied as they often reminded him of actions he failed to take and the regret that left behind. Even the personal invitation from the priestess was locked away in a box. It read like a standard invitation except on the back side was an over-explained request for him to come. When he read it, he could hear her fully confidant diplomatic tone and laughed, but in the end he added it to the box with the other letters.

✨#WIPSnips✨ A Daily Writing Share Tag@wipsnips.bsky.social · 2d ago

The #WIPSnips word for August 4th is "box" #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts

WIPSnips a bluesky writing community tag
August 4 - box
Share a line from your WIP with the daily word for inspiration
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🌱🫜 Charlie (Chelizabeth) Delta 🦊🪻@charliedeltawrites.bsky.social · 22h ago

Tell me more about your #AwesomeCharacters You and all your characters are staying together somewhere! You hear a loud crash, then silence. Which one do you immediately suspect, and what do you think just happened? Are you worried or mad? #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts

Niki Bond @nikibond.bsky.social · 2d ago

#WIPSnips It's time for them to face the music(box)

Her blood boiling with every second, Meri walked over and snatched the thing. Now that she saw it up close, it looked like a music box. “You underestimate us if you think we need some toy to help.”

“Oh? That confident in your abilities?”

Uh-oh, Meri didn’t like that sly look. Victor seemed to gloat as he added, “And here I was under the impression you were looking for lessons in your other natural mana type.”

Meri’s whole head heated up—though whether from anger or embarrassment, even she didn’t know. She resisted the urge to throw his damn music box as she turned her glare on Rota. “You told him?!”

✨#WIPSnips✨ A Daily Writing Share Tag@wipsnips.bsky.social · 2d ago

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Bethany Laurel @bethanylaurel.bsky.social · 2d ago

“In that box lies my people’s future. You would make me your servant while you hold everything?” “Think, Kiile-Kili,” Baleirithys said, unruffled by the Hawk prince’s barely contained outburst. “If you bring it to your people now, your father will command you to surrender it to him.” #WIPSnips

✨#WIPSnips✨ A Daily Writing Share Tag@wipsnips.bsky.social · 2d ago

The #WIPSnips word for August 4th is "box" #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts

Nora Shear @norashear.bsky.social · yesterday

Today's #WIPSnips word lets me share a simile I particularly enjoyed writing. In this snip, Paige finds out more information about Midnight's Ball. #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts

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Paige gratefully let Liese pull off the Vans sneakers she'd been wearing for hours, groaning as she stretched her toes. "Jesus, thank you," she said as Liese cradled Paige's throbbing feet in her lap, rubbing her ankles. "You're a saint."
"So what was this fake rave you were mumbling about?"
"Something Xavi wants me to do for Valentine's Day." Paige closed her eyes, letting her head drop onto the armrest. "He said it was the hottest ticket in town."
"Mm. What did he say it was called?"
"Midnight's Ball. Very goth."
Liese's hands stilled on Paige's ankles, and the silence sat between them like the last chocolate in a box. Paige cracked an eye. Liese was biting her lip, looking at the ceiling.
Paige wiggled a foot to get Liese's attention. "You know it?"
Liese resumed her massage, but her brow was furrowed. "Can I ask you something personal?"
"We've lived together for years. Of course you can."
"How sexual are you?"

- From NO SKY LIKE MIDNIGHT, by Nora Shear

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✨#WIPSnips✨ A Daily Writing Share Tag@wipsnips.bsky.social · 2d ago

The #WIPSnips word for August 4th is "box" #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts

Nel @wasphole.bsky.social · 2d ago

🧛‍♂️ A Gentleman's Tour of the Empire 🦇 #wipsnips #writingprompts

“I never saw you,” remarked Kenneth. “I’d have remembered.”

“I only went once,” the doctor replied stiltedly. It was not a happy memory.

“What happened?”

“It’s a depressing story. You won’t like it.”

“Why not?” asked the vampire tentatively. “Did someone… hurt you?”

“Nothing like that.”

Dr Edwards scowled. He had vowed never to share anything personal again, least of all with Kenneth Dolpuc.

“I’m going to need a stronger drink if we’re opening this particular box of leeches,” he said reluctantly.

Sage 💙👻🌞❄️🦸🏼‍♀️🦹🏼🦴✨🤖👽@sagecollins.bsky.social · 2d ago

Yeah, yeah, I know. I clearly have a thing for strong women carrying heavy boxes #WIPSnips #WriteSky #WritingCommunity From Master/Puppet 🦸‍♀️📦

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Danny and I down some water bottles--I'm a fan of Crystal Geyser, not so much of Fiji water--and pack the rest into the BOX the grocery store gave us to carry them all. I transform into a muscle-bound, weight-lifting champion version of myself and haul the BOX out of the apartment.

"Well, now I feel like a wimp," he says.

"Feel free to take an end."

"No, no, I wouldn't want to infringe on a woman's right to carry a heavy BOX."

Boys.

Pixies a/k/a Map Nerd @mcburnellauthor.bsky.social · yesterday

#WIPSnips 'box' lying to people who can sense deception is tricky (Bells Begin to Ring, The Tipping World vol 8)

He took a deep breath and answered, “I am convinced that there is something here I need to find, because it will be of assistance to me.”
Praise be to whatever power you might name that they’d been rehearsing this stupid fight since he got back, because she snarled, “Yeah, correct my choice of words, that’s what matters.”
He let it make him mad because that was safer than dwelling on the question she had asked. “I haven’t lost sight of what’s important.”
“You made me run hundreds of miles out of our way when we don’t even know how the battle went!”
“We’ll contact him as soon as I have what I need. Tell him what happened and ask for more instructions. I’m not trying to run from it.”
“You know there’s people here I don’t want to see.”
Again, he drew a deep breath, fixating on his words, on the utter, undeniable truth of them. “There are people here I don’t want to see, too. Anyway, what I need is in City Hall.”
“Oh. Okay.” She seemed to be reassured, and in a more innocent day, he would have been tempted to laugh. Nothing was funny to him now.
It was another mile on to the hulking box that was City Hall. Its pale stone caught the last light of the dying day, flying that borderline-treasonous flag from its height in defiance of the capital. The sight of it moved him, and he felt a swelling sensation in his chest, as if the city were making a promise to him. “We’ll want to go in through the back,” he said.

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DD Ward ..."Sapphic Dr. DOOM"@ddwardiswriting.bsky.social · yesterday

I don't have box, persay. But I have a cage serves the same purpose...

Nadia opened her mouth to answer, but a roar split the silence. Both women turned. Dozens of guards and servants hauled an enormous steel cage in the courtyard. The cage scraped across the snow covered stone. Inside the cage, a giant crouched. Giants stood the height of a two story house when upright, though giants rarely stood upright. The beast in the cage hunched, using it’s knuckles to support it. Blair had seen giants. She had even fought them as part of large hunting parties. A hunter didn’t fight a giant alone if they could help it. But this giant looked wrong. Its skin was icy pale and its face had a pallid appearance. Blair could also see a mouth full of carnivorous teeth that giants should not have. Patchy gray hair covered the giant’s chest and shoulders.

“What does she want with such a creature?” Blair asked.

“She likes breaking things, people and creatures.” Nadia said.

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Fox Veros, Novelist @verosthewriter.bsky.social · yesterday

#WIPSnips The Prophecies MCs have found a relic they've been looking for, but Zedenko knows he'll have to betray his friends to even continue existing - and just as he was beginning to really trust and love them. #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts #writingprompt #amwriting

Oh, there was an inscription in proto-Frygarn on the pedestal. “Take this wand, if your heart is true,” Zedenko translated out loud. He tried to muster some humor in his fake smile as he turned and said, “It’s safe as far as I can tell, but I need someone else to grab it.”
Everyone chuckled, believing that it really was a joke. They all looked at each other for a second; then Gallara shrugged, walked over, and lifted the lid off the box with her hands. Weeks ago, Zedenko would have inferred there was a low bar for trueness of heart. It hurt to know how wrong that would have been.

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Zed Prospero @zprospero.bsky.social · yesterday

#WIPSnips Blake is having a bit of imposter syndrome, and Virgil encourages him by reminding him just how insane everything they're doing is to begin with. #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #Writers #AmWriting

“Blake, everyone is winging it every day at all times. No one knows what they’re doing.” Virgil opened the door and walked out to his Mercedes. “Only experience gives you confidence. So, just do stuff. Second, and more important, there is no right way to do anything. You only ever get away with things. Every time it works, it’s you pulling one over on the universe.” Blake seemed encouraged but thoughtful.
“I’m not sure I can get my head around thinking outside the box when the box is a coffin.” Blake smiled. This kid will be a great consultant one day.
“Don’t think too hard. What we’re doing is ridiculous, but so is what every other business is doing.” Virgil said. “Now, meet me at the cemetery with a shovel.”

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Shelby Hailstone Law @shailstonelaw.bsky.social · yesterday

Islana is a widow in mourning when we meet her. Her world has been shaken to its core. #wipsnips #writesky

She had a year to decide what she would do with the veil, she supposed. So, gently, carefully, she lifted the veil from its box and draped it over her ears, letting it fall across her nose and cover her mouth. She leaned over to check that it would not fall off as she did her work and, when she was satisfied that she had it securely fastened, closed the lid on the box and pushed it back underneath her bed, feeling heavier not just for the beads on her face but for the steps she had now taken to prepare for the rest of her life without her husband.
Islana was only twenty-five; she didn’t feel old enough to already be a widow. Even though she had known when she fell in love with Berfrid that the Gold would likely take him from her earlier than either of them cared to admit, even though she’d watched him from a young age as his healing took life from him, she had hoped to spend at least a decade or two with him by her side. They had talked about children; they had planned an entire family and future together.

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Joel Flanagan-Grannemann @servantand.bsky.social · yesterday

From Talia: Heir to the Fairy Realm. This is one of the reasons why I feel sorry for Bastile. He's trapped, but he can't get out of his own weakness to do better.

Bastile was standing by the pool. He felt the spray on his face. He tried to gather everything he saw, heard, and felt. He wanted to put it into a box so he could take it out in the weeks and months to come, when he would stand before his father and explain all that he had done. He thought about not going back: he would go to another Elen city, and start a new life, leaving the old one behind. He sat down in the grass, and reached into the water. The coolness of it grounded him. Bastile tried to fight off the darkness. There was nothing he could do — he was trapped. The only option that he had left was to go back, leave all this behind, and become the man his father wanted him to be. “You don’t have to be that man,” Talia said from behind. “I don’t think I have a choice.” “You do. Everyone does.” Talia sat down on the grass beside him. She put her arm around him. “You can break this cycle.” “They won’t let me.” Bastile was starting to cry. “I cannot escape what I’ve been born into.” “I can’t either, but we can do our best to be better.” Bastile looked at Talia. He saw love in her eyes. “This could destroy everything. Both our Realms.” “I know, but I also know I must try. Our families may stand in opposition, but we must follow our hearts.” Talia stood up.

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CG Stewart 🖋️ 🫜@nightoffallengods.com · yesterday

#WIPSnips A crate is a kind of box, right? Good enough! Tala reaches the end of her investigation into the Faithful and finds… more mysteries and a seriously bad omen… #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompt

She stood at the top of a long ramp looking over a room that seemed to run the entire length of the church above. Along the walls were statues of men she couldn't possibly know the significance of, and the rest of it was open save for a column every ten feet or so. In between were marble slabs she presumed in normal use would bear bodies or coffins.
Currently though they were occupied by rectangular wooden crates, along with every other free aisle or space in the basement. The ones on the stone slabs were singular, the ones on the floor stacked to meet the height of the slabs.
She didn't take much time to take in the sight, zeroing in on a pair close by that both looked to be open.
The first was smaller, maybe two feet in every dimension. She popped open the lid and reached inside. Her fingers brushed along what felt like cork and wood. She found the outer edges of one of the objects and drew it out. It was a vial containing a viscous liquid, so red it almost appeared black. When she turned it in her hand, it oozed up the sides and stuck to the glass as it came back down. She left figuring out what the liquid was for later, grabbing a couple more vials and shoving them into the bag she'd taken the veil out of.
The second open crate was up on one of the slabs, several feet long but only one or two tall. She levered it open and looked inside.
This crate contained weapons.
Most were swords. Wide bladed with simple crossguards, hilts long enough for a single hand, and capped with a round pommel. There were a few hammers and axes mixed in too.
There were a good number of them in this crate alone, and with a darting look around the rest of the room, she guessed there was probably at least one for every man the Church had in the city. The feeling of dread haunting her all day solidified into her stomach into a grim certainty. The Faithful had violence in store for the Tower City.

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