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This one is from All the King's Dead. Aneira and Rhodri are about to meet the Lich, and the guards they brought along "just in case" are proving to be not super brave. #WIPSnips #AmWriting #WritingPrompts #Writers #Writing #WritingCommunity #WriteSky #Fantasy #SFF #FantasySky

Cecil swept from the room, leaving them alone in the Lich’s study with two guards who were sweating like whipped horses and another one who was pale as unbaked meringue.
“Why did we bring them?” Aneira said from the corner of her mouth.
Rhodri responded with a spare shake of his head that said, “Quiet,” but before Aneira could feel the full breadth of the admonishment, heavy footsteps sounded in the doorway Cecil had just disappeared through.
The newcomer was four steps into the room before he noticed he wasn’t alone. He stopped walking, red-rimmed eyes drifting from one face to the next, landing on no one in particular.
“And where is Cecil?” he asked in a tired voice.

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Adregem ཐིཋྀ @adregem.bsky.social · 29/09/2026

Since I'm in Hadrian mode I'll regale everyone with another snip of Hadrian being an asshole. Here he is having a matter-of-fact talk with Dainn about Dainn's upcoming death. #WIPSnips #WIP #AmWriting #WritingPrompts #Writers #Writing #WritingCommunity #WriteSky #SciFi #ScienceFiction #SFF

Hadrian stood up, stretching. “If it helps you make peace, Riven cried when I told her. Well, she more than cried. She screamed and threw things at me. A couple of them were things I liked, too.” He laughed. “She might think you’re Antony, otherwise I don’t know why she would fucking care so much.”
That didn’t help at all. The idea that Riven would grieve for him, the way she’d grieved for Antony … that made Dainn's whole body ache. “When?” he asked.
“I don’t know, two or three days? Why? You want to get your affairs in order? You don’t have any affairs.”
“It’s nice to know the date of one’s execution.”
Hadrian yawned. “I suppose.”

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Adregem ཐིཋྀ @adregem.bsky.social · 28/09/2026

Evidently I only ever use the word "prime" in sex scenes so instead of going there I added "prime rib" to this scene so I'd have an excuse to post another Hadrian snip #WIPSnips #WIP #WritingPrompts #Writers #Writing #WritingCommunity #WriteSky #SciFi #ScienceFiction #SFF

Hadrian tapped his temple with one finger. “I remember what you like, see? Prime rib. Mashed potatoes with Parmesan cheese.” He pointed at the bowl and narrowed his eyes at one of the serving boys. “That had better have some fucking Parmesan cheese in it?”
“Yes, Your Majesty,” the poor kid croaked.
Hadrian lounged, twirling his half-empty glass. The servants unloaded their carts, heaped a sampling of every dish onto two gigantic plates, and fled.
The interruption had given Riven time to reconsider the wisdom of chucking her cabernet at the king of Saxum. She stared at her plate, reluctant to indulge despite the indignation of her stomach.

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Pamela Jeong 🫜💙🧡 @pamelajeong.bsky.social · 21/09/2026

Hey friends of the #WritingCommunity & #WriteSky! 👋💚 Please join me in October for 🍲📚 #LitHodgepodge 📚🍲, a game of daily #writingprompts with a dash of this and a dollop of that, questions with meat plus a sprinkling of garnishes. Let’s have some miscellaneous fun! More info & preview below ⬇️

LITERARY HODGEPODGE
An October Prompt Game of Miscellaneous Proportions

[Graphics of stars, a crow, and a smoking cauldron with a tiny frog on its side]

DAILY THEMES

MONDAYS WITH MARCEL
Answer interview questions from the Proust Questionnaire as your character (and yourself, if you wish!)

TUESDAY TROPES
Discuss (and snip, if you wish) archetypes & tropes in your WIP

WEDNESDAY WORDSMITHS
Share a snip from your WIP that showcases a specified literary element or stylistic device

THURSDAY THRIFTED THERAPY
Dive (un)deep into the (pop) psychology of your character

FRIDAY FLIGHTS OF FANCY
Indulge in some frivolous “what if” daydreaming about your writing

SATURDAY SNAP JUDGMENTS
Post a non-AI image of your character and invite others to make assumptions about them

SUNDAY SHOUT & SHARE
Connect with other writers in the community by asking questions about the writing process

[Graphic of a talking black cat]
“Lighthearted fun! Fun connections! Connect light hearts?”

Hosted by @pamelajeong.bskysocial

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Adregem ཐིཋྀ @adregem.bsky.social · 27/09/2026

Another one from Miraculous Horrors ... this had to be a Dainn snip because Dainn really, really hates delays. #WIPSnips #WIP #AmWriting #WritingPrompts #Writers #Writing #WritingCommunity #WriteSky #SciFi #SFF #ScienceFiction

“I’m gonna let you have a look at the most beautiful view on Saxum,” Yago told Riven. “What do you think?”
Dainn’s head came up at that. “Unnecessary delay. And if you mean out in the open, outside of the truck, too risky.”
Yago bit into a piece of hardtack and made a face. “Because you think she might run? You said she was smart.”
“I also said she was wily.”
“I can go sit in the cab if you two would like to have a private conversation about me,” Riven said.

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Adregem ཐིཋྀ @adregem.bsky.social · 26/09/2026

From Miraculous Horrors: Riven discussing her disappearance with Hadrian (yay!), my all-time favorite character I've ever written, who by the way is an asshole. #WIPSnips #WIP #AmWriting #WritingPrompts #Writers #Writing #WritingCommunity #WriteSky #SciFi #ScienceFiction #SFF

“I didn’t plan to stay gone,” Riven said.
“Yeah? I figured that out. When I found out that my cousin was gone, too, and his broken Adregem. What was her name?”
“Esprey.”
“Right. So I thought, Riven is helping them for whatever stupid altruistic bullshit reason. But going around the bend takes what, three or four months? After you’d been gone a year, I figured you were either dead or fucking my cousin.” He picked up his knife and fork and sawed at a bloody piece of steak.
In the last two minutes, his tone had progressed from cocksure to angry to sorrowful, and the furious way he was attacking his food revealed something she didn’t think she’d ever observed in the man. He was hurt.

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Adregem ཐིཋྀ @adregem.bsky.social · 25/09/2026

Also from Light Wielding ... this is actually like the 10th rewrite of the first couple of paragraphs of the book. #WIPSnips #WIP #AmWriting #WritingPrompts #Writers #Writing #WritingCommunity #WriteSky #Fantasy #FantasySky #FantasyRomCom

Unless I’m mistaken, there’s a hole in the world, and it’s in the Prairie Creek Redwoods.
If only the National Park Service had signposted the stupid thing, I wouldn’t be sitting here right now. Nothing about this place says, Hey campers, beware child-stealing mist demons. The trees look like trees. The redwood burl that crosses the ground between them is ugly but not uncanny. It looks like a gigantic woody tumor, or, more poetically, like the two trees had a knife fight and spilled each other’s guts all over the forest floor. But the average park visitor would not look at it and think supernatural threshold.

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Adregem ཐིཋྀ @adregem.bsky.social · 24/09/2026

"Meddle" appears nowhere in any of my Scrivener files, so I'm using "interfere" from Light Wielding. This is late in the book and as such is presented without context. #WIPSnips #WIP #AmWriting #WritingPrompts #Writers #Writing #WritingCommunity #WriteSky #Fantasy #FantasySky #FantasyRomCom

Getting implicated in the theft of a police officer’s firearm would interfere with my anti-apocalypse activities, so I wipe my fingerprints off the gun with the edge of my T-shirt and leave it under the eaves. Lucky for me, there’s no way that guy’s lieutenant is going to believe him when he says, “A monster tree vomited oil on me and then his friend disarmed me.”

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Adregem ཐིཋྀ @adregem.bsky.social · 23/09/2026

From Opus Eternal: Tess and her mom couldn't close the faery door with duct tape, so now they're trying nails. #WIPSnips #WIP #AmWriting #WritingPrompts #Writers #Writing #WritingCommunity #WriteSky #Fantasy #FantasySky #FantasyRomCom

“Did it work?” she asks.
I’m about to reply with optimism when I notice a small flash of movement at the end of the first piece of scrap wood. As we watch in impotent silence, one of the nails works its way out of the board like a worm boring through rotten wood. It pauses, as if making a point, then tumbles onto the floor next to the pile of decomposed duct tape.
The second nail does the same thing, then the third. The strip of wood swings down, hanging by its last nail, until that one pops out, too, and the board falls to Earth with a clatter.
The second board does the same thing.
The door swings open.

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Adregem ཐིཋྀ @adregem.bsky.social · 22/09/2026

This was my only use of the word "meltdown" anywhere and I used this scene two days ago, so this time I snipped a paragraph after it. From Miraculous Horrors #WIPSnips #WIP #AmWriting #WritingPrompts #Writers #Writing #WritingCommunity #WriteSky #SciFi #ScienceFiction #SFF

“So true. But unless I’m misreading some pretty significant signals, you like him. And he just had a psychotic meltdown. Do you see those spots on the floor? He’s fucking bleeding and as near as I can tell he’s done that to himself.”
“Then why didn’t you chase after him?”
“For fuck’s sake, stop playing dumb. I can’t leave you alone, can I? We have to wait and see if he comes back. And if he doesn’t come back we have to go on to the palace without him because that’s the job, and when the Crown gives you a fucking job you do it, or you lose your fucking head.” He retrieved two of the greasy bags sitting cockeyed and sideways on the table and tossed one to her. “Burgers. And if you feel like telling me what set him off, maybe you and me could figure out how to fix him when he gets back. If he gets back.”

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Adregem ཐིཋྀ @adregem.bsky.social · 20/09/2026

Another one from Miraculous Horrors ... Dainn has just been given some troubling information, and he kind of went a little batshit. #WIPSnips #WIP #AmWriting #WritingPrompts #Writers #Writing #WritingCommunity #WriteSky #SciFi #SFF #ScienceFiction

Yago turned his angst on Riven. “What the fuck.”
She was too dumbstruck, too buzzy with residual adrenaline to defend herself against the accusation in his voice. “I don’t know. I told him something I shouldn’t have told him. Something about Antony.”
“Maybe you should tell me.”
Riven made a hollow, tinny noise that only somewhat resembled a laugh. “Why? We’re not allies, Yago. We’re not friends. I don’t have to tell you anything.”
“So true. But unless I’m misreading some pretty significant signals, you like him. And he just had a psychotic meltdown. Do you see those spots on the floor? He’s fucking bleeding and as near as I can tell he’s done that to himself.”

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Adregem ཐིཋྀ @adregem.bsky.social · 19/09/2026

Happy #Caturday! Here’s North enjoying some morning chin scratches. #CatsofBlueSky #Cats #Gato

Lynx point Siamese cat with long whiskers and closed eyes getting his chin scratched

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Adregem ཐིཋྀ @adregem.bsky.social · 18/09/2026

From Light Wielding. Sunday is arguing with Jahnari about the unfair cost of breaking a faery bargain. #WIPSnips #WIP #AmWriting #WritingPrompts #Writers #Writing #WritingCommunity #WriteSky #Fantasy #FantasySky #FantasyRomCom

“I just kind of feel like that's a steep price for forgetting to bring you a fucking pizza.”
“Language, girl.”
“When I forget to make a credit card payment, the bank charges me a fee.”
She scoffs.
“A onetime fee. And banks are a hell of a lot more evil than you are.”
“Flattery,” she says. “You have no idea how evil I am.”

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Adregem ཐིཋྀ @adregem.bsky.social · 17/09/2026

From Death & the Dreamer: Sophia is helping a wasted Ocer into bed, meanwhile, Soryl is having second thoughts about hijacking his daydream. #WIPSnips #WIP #AmWriting #WritingPrompts #Writers #Writing #WritingCommunity #WriteSky #Fantasy #FantasySky #Necromancy

“Lout,” she said in a half disgusted, half affectionate voice. “I thought you’d prefer to sleep unclothed.”
“Only if you will join me.” A fantasy flashed sickly green next to his temple, but there was no way I was going anywhere near that thing.
She ignored him, which worked well enough for her since the fantasy had already dissolved, and he seemed to have forgotten his plea. “I’m not a child,” he protested, yanking impotently at his tunic.
I retreated into a corner, in case the woman’s well-meaning efforts to undress him ended in vomit.
She pulled his belt off and worried his tunic over his head. Then she went to work on his boots, chucking them onto the floor one at a time.

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Adregem ཐིཋྀ @adregem.bsky.social · 16/09/2026

I might have used this one before, but here you go ... From Losing You Backward: Fion thinks Joric gave her a false name, and Joric is a little too drunk to properly defend himself. #WIPSnips #WIP #AmWriting #WritingPrompts #Writers #Writing #WritingCommunity #WriteSky #GasLamp #TimeTravel

“Why did you lie to me?” she said again.
He spat out an ugly, jarring laugh. “What does it matter what I call myself?”
“Basic principles of honesty. If you can’t trust a man to tell you his name, you can’t trust him to tell you anything.”
Joric spotted the barmaid and stuck his hand in the air, but Fion caught it and wrestled it back down before it could do its work. “You’ve had quite enough,” she told him.
“I disagree. Barmaid!”
The barmaid swept by. “Barkeep says you’ve had enough,” she called over her shoulder.

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Adregem ཐིཋྀ @adregem.bsky.social · 14/09/2026

From Losing You Backward: This is the second-to-last time Joric will see Fion, and he's just finding out how badly the last time is going to go. #WIPSnipts #AmWriting #WritingPrompts #Writers #Writing #WritingCommunity #WriteSky #Fantasy #SFF #FantasySky #GasLamp #TimeTravel

He held his hands up, and his pretty eyes went wide with innocent surprise. “I’m sorry. We have met … haven’t we?”
“I don’t know. Did you come into my shop once?”
The spark in his eyes guttered out. Meanwhile, Fion’s body continued to do stupid, nonsensical things, such as experiencing remorse for saying mean-spirited words.
Why did she care? The man had danger hanging on him like a hooded cloak. She should say more curt, off-putting things.
“Once,” he said. “Six months … ago.”

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Adregem ཐིཋྀ @adregem.bsky.social · 13/09/2026

Yet another snip from Miraculous Horrors ... Riven is still getting used to the many different ways her new situation is weird. #WIPSnips #WIP #AmWriting #WritingPrompts #Writers #Writing #WritingCommunity #WriteSky #SciFi #SFF #ScienceFiction

Dainn, who’d spent the last fifteen minutes distracted by his own hands, clenched his fists and said, “It’s fine. It took us less than three days to cross the valley on our way west, and nothing bothered us.”
She wanted to believe that, but the stories were somehow more compelling than the promises of two strangers. “You didn’t see any animals?”
“Some things with horns,” Dainn said. “Herds of some kind. Nothing with teeth.”
“Most of the predators hunt at night,” Yago said.
“Most of them?” Was there a phone in this truck? Maybe she ought to call Hadrian and give him a heads-up on where his hired goons were taking his valuable prisoner.

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Adregem ཐིཋྀ @adregem.bsky.social · 12/09/2026

Happy #Caturday! This is Frankie, my #FelineLymphoma kitty. Backlighting is an interesting look for her. #Cats #CatsofBlueSky #Gato

A black cat with the sun behind her outlining her fur in orange

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Adregem ཐིཋྀ @adregem.bsky.social · 12/09/2026

Another one from Losing You Backward: Joric time skipped into a wealthy man's barn and is suffering the consequences. #WIPSnips #WIP #AmWriting #WritingPrompts #Writers #Writing #WritingCommunity #WriteSky #Fantasy #FantasySky #Gaslamp #TimeTravel

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Adregem ཐིཋྀ @adregem.bsky.social · 10/09/2026

Would you believe I wrote a 7500-word werewolf story and never used the word "teeth?" From Miraculous Horrors .. The boys are fighting a clan of crocottas but Riven has a better idea. #WIPSnips #WIP #AmWriting #WritingPrompts #Writers #Writing #WritingCommunity #WriteSky #SciFi #SFF

The wounded animal appeared behind it, teeth set in a snarl.
“Hey!” Riven shouted. She strode past Dainn, shaking the branch, hollering nonsense, like she did when she caught a stray dog in the trash. “Get the fuck out of here, you! Go on!”
Dainn caught the trailing edge of her sweatshirt in one hand. “Riven!” he growled. “Get behind me!”
She twisted out of his grasp and kept walking, shaking the branch to make the leaves rattle. The crocotta drew back a step, its menacing confidence softening. “You heard me!” Riven said. “Go on! Shoo!”

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Adregem ཐིཋྀ @adregem.bsky.social · 09/09/2026

From Miraculous Horrors: This is why no one travels through the Maw. (Bonus points because this snip also has "teeth" in it.) #WIPSnips #WIP #AmWriting #WritingPrompts #Writers #Writing #WritingCommunity #WriteSky #ScienceFiction #SFF

The driver’s door slammed, and something hit the side of the truck. Something big.
The truck groaned and rocked.
A wide, reptilian head appeared in the window, all jaws and blunt white teeth. It snapped impotently, snorted, and pressed a concave eye socket into the glass. Its black eye blinked with translucent, sideways lids.
It backed away, shaking its huge, scaly head and emitting a sound that was half angry dog and half drilling rig.

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Adregem ཐིཋྀ @adregem.bsky.social · 08/09/2026

This one is from Losing You Backward. Willem is informing Fion about what Joric has been getting up to. #WIPSnips #WIP #AmWriting #WritingPrompts #Writers #Writing #WritingCommunity #WriteSky #Fantasy #FantasySky #GasLamp #TimeTravel

Willem’s expression didn’t change, but a dark cloud gathered over him. “If you’re talking about that person who believes himself your suitor, I assure you, he is but a stain under my boot.”
“He’s more gentleman than you could ever hope to be,” she said, her words biting harder than she’d intended, given that only a few hours ago she’d been mentally deriding Joric as a liar and a villain.
“Oh? Then perhaps it will surprise you to know that last night your gentleman suitor made a spectacle of himself at the Scoundrel’s Hook. I have heard from the constable that he was so drunk that two men had to drag him from the establishment into the street. He’s an embarrassing sot, my dear. You lower yourself to be seen with him.”

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Adregem ཐིཋྀ @adregem.bsky.social · 07/09/2026

Sunday to the #WIPSnips rescue once again. Here she is standing under the chicken leg house trying to get Jahnari's attention #WIP #AmWriting #WritingPrompts #Writers #Writing #WritingCommunity #WriteSky #Fantasy #SFF #FantasySky #FantasyRomCom

The feathery tops of the chicken’s legs loom over me. Mercifully, they do not appear to be attached to the underside of a chicken, which means there at least isn’t any danger that the damn thing might lay an egg on me while I’m trying to get Jahnari’s attention.
“Jahnari!” I call again.
I’m about to give up and go stalking aimlessly off into the wilderness when Jahnari’s cackly voice says, “Hello, girl. Come up.”
I stand there for way too long waiting for her to complete that thought because that can’t be all of it.
She doesn’t say anything else. “How?” I call back. Is there an elevator in one of those chicken legs? Does she have a Star Trek-style transporter, perhaps?

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Adregem ཐིཋྀ @adregem.bsky.social · 06/09/2026

Here's one from Opus Eternal. Lorcan has gathered a crowd of people around the faery door and everyone is trying to open it. #WIPSnips #WIP #AmWriting #WritingPrompts #Writers #Writing #WritingCommunity #WriteSky #Fantasy #FantasySky

Everyone who steps up to the door acts like they’re trying to invoke magic. Some clasp their hands together in feigned prayer, and others wave their hands as if casting a spell. Each person who tries—predictably—fails, to a chorus of disappointed sighs.
Lorcan is in the middle of it all, egging everyone on.
Milo pushes six pints of beer across the bar and accepts a stack of cash from a waiting customer. “Did he pass out fliers or something?” he asks.
“I don’t know,” I reply. "Maybe he sent ravens all over town with little invitations tied to their feet.”
Milo snorts. “I don’t think that would even surprise me.”

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Adregem ཐིཋྀ @adregem.bsky.social · 05/09/2026

This is from the first scene of Losing You Backward. Joric has just been dumped onto a first class train car rather spectacularly. #WIPSnips #WIP #AmWriting #WritingPrompts #Writers #Writing #WritingCommunity #WriteSky #Fantasy #FantasySky #Gaslamp #TimeTravel

Joric wrestled his bruised body into a sitting position and blinked until his surroundings came into focus. Red velvet seats. Mahogany ceiling panels. Gas lamps in pendant fixtures. First class. How delightfully contrary.
On the opposite aisle, a few seats forward, the severe eyes of a blond woman in frilly blue glared at him from behind a book. Not one of his most subtle entrances, but she wasn’t screaming, so she must have missed the first couple of seconds.

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Adregem ཐིཋྀ @adregem.bsky.social · 04/09/2026

This is from my short story Between Two Winters. Yeva followed Oleksiy outside and might be regretting it. #WIPSnips #WIP #AmWriting #WritingPrompts #Writers #Writing #WritingCommunity #WriteSky #Fantasy #Horror #Folklore #Werewolves #Shifters

My legs reject their obligation to keep me upright. I collapse onto my knees, my hands sinking through the sharp edges of old snow.
The wolf approaches me, head low, eyes fixed and feral, and for the first time since opening the door that Oleksiy asked me to bar, I consider the consequences of what I’ve done. He might bite me and make me into a vovkulak, and then what would happen to Katya? He might murder me and eat my corpse, and wake as a man to a grief of his own making.
That is the right kind of fear, but too late. I can do nothing now but let him come.
I keep my gaze low and unfocused because I don’t know how much of him is man and how much is creature. Never stare into a wolf’s eyes, Oleksiy once told me, and so I don’t, though the terrible irony laughs at both of us from its safe hiding place inside my head.

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Adregem ཐིཋྀ @adregem.bsky.social · 03/09/2026

This is from Opus Eternal. Tess has just had an uncomfortable encounter with Lorcan and is trying to shake it off by freezing herself half to death. #WIPSnips #WIP #AmWriting #WritingPrompts #Writers #Writing #WritingCommunity #WriteSky #Fantasy #FantasySky

The first thing I do is strip off my tank top and yoga pants and stand in the shower. I turn the temperature down to cool, but that’s not effective, so I turn it all the way down to freezing and cover my mouth with the back of my arm to stifle a gasp of shock and agony.
I soap my body down and rinse off. When I step out of the shower, I’m shaking uncontrollably and my skin is a little blue.
I towel my hair down, fling my closet door wide, and stare at my wardrobe in a semi-hypothermic state of confusion. Everything looks the same. Jeans, jeans, jeans, T-shirt, T-shirt, T-shirt. When did I become such a frump?

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Adregem ཐིཋྀ @adregem.bsky.social · 31/08/2026

Here's one from Miraculous Horrors. Dainn is explaining to Riven why she shouldn't try to escape. #WIPSnips #WIP #AmWriting #WritingPrompts #Writers #Writing #WritingCommunity #WriteSky #SciFi #SFF #ScienceFiction

“I see what you see,” Dainn said in a low voice. “Chips of fuscite. You could put one of those in my throat. It would cut the shit out of your hand, but you could do it. Me first, then Yago. But you’re not a killer. You’d rather run. You could lose me in the rocks, maybe, but the footing is loose. Too many edges. Those cuts are going to bleed. And there are a lot of dead ends. That leaves the road. And you can’t run faster than the truck. Or me.”
Riven tightened her jaw. He was menacing her, trying to make her to think he’d read her mind, but anyone with a strategic brain would have had the same thoughts. Look for weapons. Assess the exits.
“Yago is right,” she muttered. “You are a prick.”
He smirked, or perhaps it was a grimace.

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Adregem ཐིཋྀ @adregem.bsky.social · 29/08/2026

Attention humans: My cuteness shall not be understated #Caturday #Cats #CatsofBlueSky #Gato

Seal point Siamese cat with blue eyes and long whiskers looking at the camera

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Adregem ཐིཋྀ @adregem.bsky.social · 29/08/2026

This was on the writingcirclejerk subreddit and some of the replies 🤣🤣🤣 Henceforth the Moth King shall be named “An Antique Store of Peridot and Stifling Humidity” #Writing #WritingCommunity

Your YA fantasy series name is “A [last place you went] of [your birthstone] & [current weather condition]”

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Adregem ཐིཋྀ @adregem.bsky.social · 29/08/2026

This is from Miraculous Horrors. Even Dainn, who's not always in possession of all his mental faculties, can appreciate the skill involved in doing things with a toddler attached to one leg. #WIPSnips #WIP #WritingPrompts #Writers #Writing #WritingCommunity #WriteSky #SciFi #SpecFic #SFF

Corde held the door while Lima reversed into the front room, dragging the protesting toddler along with her. Dainn slipped past her, but he lingered next to the wall, unable to retrieve any memories of actually being inside the house.
“Kitchen?” Corde said, pointing at a room on Dainn’s left.
“Right,” Dainn replied, mustering what he hoped looked like unconcerned cheerfulness untainted by malice.
Corde ushered him into a chair at a blue table that was peeling paint at the edges. Lima, who appeared remarkably adept at completing tasks with a single hand and a thirty-pound weight on one leg, set to work on coffee. “What happened? Why all the rumors?” Corde said, taking the chair opposite.
Dainn pondered the question for a few seconds. Oh, the dead thing.

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Adregem ཐིཋྀ @adregem.bsky.social · 28/08/2026

I have never used the word "snuggle," or "cuddle," or any similar words, therefore this one is vibes. From my short story Between Two Winters. #WIPSnips #WIP #AmWriting #WritingPrompts #Writers #Writing #WritingCommunity #WriteSky #Fantasy #Horror #Folklore

Everything Oleksiy does next becomes a weight for one side of a scale or the other. He cuts firewood with vigor, though it’s a chore he loathes. He eats more than he should at dinner and makes up for it by catching two rabbits before supper. He carries Katya on his shoulders up and down the hill, slogging through drifts, knocking fresh snowfall off branches in powdery bursts of white. She shrieks with delight.
The worst part is that I don’t know if he does these things because everything is fine, or because he’s trying to convince me that everything is fine, or because everything is fine in all the wrong ways.
In the night, he holds me perhaps too tightly under the blankets and says, “It will be all right. Love is enough.”

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Adregem ཐིཋྀ @adregem.bsky.social · 27/08/2026

There are 401 instances of "moth" in Light Wielding so this was damned hard to narrow down. Here's one where the Moth King is doing something especially mothy. #WIPSnips #WIP #WritingPrompts #Writers #Writing #WritingCommunity #WriteSky #Fantasy #FantasySky #FairyTale #FantasyRomCom #AmQuerying

I don’t know if the king is trying to distract me, but I’m distracted, and I’m unprepared when his hand and arm crumble in a grotesque pantomime of collapsing earth. A vague structure remains, but the flesh—if that’s what the Moth King even has—becomes a mass of insectile motion, an assemblage of gigantic moths in various shades of black, gray, and blue.

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Adregem ཐིཋྀ @adregem.bsky.social · 26/08/2026

From Losing You Backward: I'm really not sure which one of them is more guilty of the Having of Inappropriate Thoughts. #WIPSnips #WIP #WritingPrompts #Writers #Writing #WritingCommunity #WriteSky #Fantasy #FantasySky #GasLamp #TimeTravel

“I owe you an apology for my deplorable behavior last night. At least, I think it was deplorable behavior. I confess I don’t remember most of it.”
“Well.” She caught herself smiling. “It was indeed deplorable, and I’m afraid you stank.”
“Then I am very sorry indeed.”
“You also removed your clothing rather shamelessly.”
“Did I?” He kept his gaze so perfectly level that she didn’t guess how the revelation made him feel until he said, “Did you help?”
She huffed and resumed bashing, but then it occurred to her that the mortar and pestle and the bashing could be perceived as symbolic of other things and she flushed all the way to the tips of her ears.

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Adregem ཐིཋྀ @adregem.bsky.social · 25/08/2026

From Miraculous Horrors. Dainn looks like someone Riven loved and lost, and it's causing a tiny bit of friction between them. #WIPSnips #WIP #AmWriting #WritingPrompts #Writers #Writing #WritingCommunity #WriteSky #SciFi #SpecFic #SFF

Riven lay on her sleeping mat an arm’s length away. Back turned, testy, after his refusal to let her sleep on the opposite side of the fire.
He didn’t take it personally.
She hated looking at him. She dropped her eyes whenever his gaze got too close to hers. When he spoke to her, she found other things to look at. Her fingernails. A loose thread on the hem of her T-shirt. She’d rather look at a clump of dirt than his face.
And when she did look at his face, it was with eyes wide with an emotion he had no name for. Panic mixed with some variant of desperation. And agony. There was always some of that in her eyes, too.
If only he could take her back the way they’d come.

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Adregem ཐིཋྀ @adregem.bsky.social · 23/08/2026

I had to dig deep for this one. This is from "Little Pieces of God," a novel I probably won't ever finish. Maddie's brother has recently been convicted of murder and her mom is kind of losing it. #WIPSnips #WIP #AmWriting #WritingPrompts #Writers #Writing #WritingCommunity #WriteSky

Mom was unreachable. She didn't care. She did not care even a little bit that we were going to have to move out of the home we'd shared with Dad, who was now dead. She didn't care that we were going to leave behind all those happy family memories, the ones we'd made before it became clear that Wayne was a crazy fucking murdering psychopath. She didn't care about Dad's shed or Annabelle, who was buried in the back yard, and she didn't even care about practical things like all the equity she had in the house and the very low interest rate that she and Dad had scored during those years of all-time-low-rate refinancing. She cared about nothing except ripping apart all of our old family photo albums and taking out all the pictures of Wayne.

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Adregem ཐིཋྀ @adregem.bsky.social · 22/08/2026

Here's one from Death & the Dreamer: A few minutes ago, Erol was dead. Then he sat up and tried to fight Win. Now he's apparently dead again. #WIPSnips #WIP #AmWriting #WritingPrompts #Writers #Writing #WritingCommunity #WriteSky #Fantasy #FantasySky #DarkFantasy #Necromancy

Errol’s body collapsed like a tower made from broken bones and brittle glass. The transition from living man back into bloody corpse was so abrupt and startling that for a moment I believed he’d been felled by an arrow, that someone outside our campsite had claimed whatever threads of life he was still clinging to.
But there was no arrow. No blow. No fresh flow of blood. His life did not palpably fade away, as one might expect from a man driven only by residual determination to survive. He simply crumpled, dead, eyes glazed and staring.
Next to him, though, Tova began to stir.

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Adregem ཐིཋྀ @adregem.bsky.social · 20/08/2026

This is from my short story Between Two Winters. "Tracks" instead of "footprint." Yeva is chasing Oleksiy when she promised him she'd lock herself and Navya inside. #WIPSnips #WIP #AmWriting #WritingPrompts #Writers #Writing #WritingCommunity #WriteSky #ShortStory #Folklore #Horror

A fear that is not of the ordinary kind surges through me, working my knees and my fingers and the latch I’ve promised to keep secure. I fling the door wide and step into the near darkness, unafraid of what I might confront, afraid only of what I might lose.
Oleksiy’s clothes lie in a drift, damp with snowmelt triggered by the lingering heat of his body. The animal’s tracks begin where his boot tracks end and disappear into the woods.

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Adregem ཐིཋྀ @adregem.bsky.social · 19/08/2026

From Losing You Backward: This is late in the book, when Joric doesn't really know Fion anymore and she's trying to convince him that they have a history. #WIPSnips #WIP #AmWriting #WritingPrompts #Writers #Writing #WritingCommunity #WriteSky #Fantasy #FantasySky #GasLamp #TimeTravel

“The only thing I want anymore is to enjoy you while I still can.” Not the whole truth, but he didn’t need to know about her ulterior motives.
He huffed out a skeptical laugh. “There’s not much of me to enjoy. I cut a rather pathetic figure. Face down in spilled ale, most of the time.”
“Would you believe I find you charming and good-natured?”
“Not really. No.” He stuffed a handful of meat into his mouth in a very crude and impolite way and then raised an eyebrow, as if challenging her to rescind her assessment of him.
She shrugged.
“Perhaps there is something to your claim,” he said. “I’ve never before had such a difficult time putting off a woman.”

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