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Jess Faulks

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Sex-positive, taboo stories for grownups with overactive imaginations. On the border of erotica and romantasy. linktr.ee/JessFaulks Very big hearts and other big parts. SFW, author account of @furryportia.bsky/social

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Jess Faulks @jessfaulks.bsky.social · 17h
Me, for sure! But it's really, really nice when people find my stories, odd and genre-bending as they are, and find something to connect to. #pretendpanel
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Jess Faulks @jessfaulks.bsky.social · 03/10/2026
I realized that maybe I write because it's the easiest way for me to create and to feel like I'm creating. I wonder if it's actually distracting me from other things I want to also do :/ #pretendpanel
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Jess Faulks @jessfaulks.bsky.social · 02/10/2026
Looking for thoughts on naming stories in a series that happen concurrently, where the order doesn't matter: #amwriting #writingcommunity
I am at a point in "Pairs of Pumpkins" where there will be multiple stories happening at once, in different places.

I've tried to organize them before: "Seeds" is the prequel series (easy enough), "Pairs of Pumpkins XX" are the main stories, "Pairs of Pumpkin Patches" are the standalone side stories and "Slices" are the scenes that aren't quite whole stories. This makes sense to me but is also potentially confusing. Also, PoP has never been entirely chronological, since Episode 3 and 4 happen before Episode 2 does.

Also, I'm pretty aware that as we get into the teens of a series, the chance of later Episodes drawing new readers gets a lot lower.

I'm looking for input: How should I name and number the stories that happen at the same time? There are now 5 drafts that could be "PoP15" of varying sizes. Should I just go 15-19 or is there a better way to name Episodes that happen at the same time? Can anyone think of examples of stories or shows that have done this well?A chart that shows the main progression of the story line split in four, with 3 branches that come back together and one that splits off.
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Jess Faulks @jessfaulks.bsky.social · 02/10/2026
I stepped back to check progress and I now have... fourteen drafts in progress, from an attempt at flash fiction to a five part series. It's fun but I think it's also letting me procrastinate on finishing and editing. #amwriting #writingcommunity
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Jess Faulks @jessfaulks.bsky.social · 02/10/2026
@archiveofourown.org Hi! I love your site but I keep getting comments from people (or bots?) sometimes who've read the story and sometimes vague, but they're always fishing for me to connect with them on Discord for "ideas." I assume this is a scam but can't figure out the angle. Any idea what's up?
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Jess Faulks @jessfaulks.bsky.social · 02/10/2026
#PairsOfPumpkins 14, chapter 4 of 9 is live! It's a short one this week. archiveofourown.org/works/924067... www.furaffinity.net/view/66557950/
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Pairs of Pumpkins 14: Hasty Seems and Inbetweens - Chapter 4 - JessFaulks - Multifandom [Archive of Our Own]
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
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Ryan CrawCour @ryan.crawcour.social · 01/10/2026
BREAKING NEWS: Tensions between Thor and the Care Bears have escalated rapidly overnight.
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Jess Faulks @jessfaulks.bsky.social · 02/10/2026
Hi! I'm Jess! I write stories with too much character and plot for smut readers and too much smut for normal folk! Sometimes I write non-smut stories and hide them in smut series. I am also concerned by my "this" orientation! Do I need more of "that" in my life?! #LitHodgepodge #writingcommunit
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Jess Faulks @jessfaulks.bsky.social · 29/09/2026
Another sneak peak of #PairsOfPumpkins 15! #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts #WIPSnips
Portia tensed her jaw and looked back to her daughter. “Once we have appraised for ourselves that she is a predatory demon, we will slay her. If this is just a misunderstanding…”

“There is no misunderstanding.”

Portia’s knuckles tensed in her gloves, creaking leather until they found their limits of tension, reminding her of the metal spikes that reinforced her backhand.

“I understand how you might think that, looking like a succubi yourselves. But they are known in this region’s history. This isn’t the first one we’ve had and it won’t be the last.”

“Well, you’ll forgive us for not just taking your word on who to kill but if we do find a demon that preys upon the innocent, we will destroy it.”
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Gwen C. Katz @gwenckatz.bsky.social · 25/09/2026
Fuck ChatGPT flyers. The future is broadsheets.
A crowded broadsheet with way too many fonts. It says:
Forget ChatGPT Flyers
Say it with 
Broadsheets
Unlimited fonts
Stretch them
Or cram a really long sentence into one line for no good reason
No whitespace
Mix capital and lowercase
Pointing hands
(They're called manicules!)
Don't be left behind
Broadsheets are the future
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Jess Faulks @jessfaulks.bsky.social · 25/09/2026
Chapter 3/9 of PoP14 is out now! archiveofourown.org/works/924067... www.furaffinity.net/view/66477074/
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Jess Faulks @jessfaulks.bsky.social · 25/09/2026
From the first of five in the "Black Sheep" miniseries. The closest I have to "nation" used in the correct context! #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts #WIPSnips
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Jess Faulks @jessfaulks.bsky.social · 18/09/2026
Chapter 2 of #PairsOfPumpkin 14 now live! #furry #writing
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Jess Faulks @jessfaulks.bsky.social · 16/09/2026
Family reunions are awkward enough without that one relative who makes it so much worse. From "Black Sheep." #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts #WIPSnips
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Jess Faulks @jessfaulks.bsky.social · 11/09/2026
"#PairsofPumpkins 14: Hasty Seems and Inbetweens" is no longer a draft! Portia and Ana returns to Brummel, with her two brigand daughters in tow. Even if she can reform them, can she redeem them in the public eye? Chapter 1 available now archiveofourown.org/works/924067... #fantasy #amwriting
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Pairs of Pumpkins 14: Hasty Seems and Inbetweens - Chapter 1 - JessFaulks - Multifandom [Archive of Our Own]
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
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Michael Warburton @michaelwarburton.bsky.social · 11/09/2026
“Do you think HUMAN CREATIVITY matters? Most people don't spend a lot of time thinking about poetry until their father dies, you go to a funeral, you lose a child, somebody breaks your heart & that's when Art’s not a luxury it's sustenance.” — ETHAN HAWKE
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Jess Faulks @jessfaulks.bsky.social · 07/09/2026
I went straight back to my "Space Debris" draft for this one as all of my other drafts are in single plane locations. Someone (or something) aboard station Barstow4 has hacked Engineer Jack 373's comm and is pleading or coercing him for help. #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts #WIPSnips
“USE PARTS POWERLIFT 32 TO GET TO UPPER LEVEL.” The double sliding doors to Bay 11 opened the moment he looked up from the screen, presenting an empty hangar, one of the biggest on the station. After another check that it was clear, he slipped into the hangar and the doors closed behind him, dangerously close to pinching his tail. More than one of his colleagues had lost their tails that way, with sensors and timers throughout the ship built for humans.

Synchronized with the bay door, a service elevator door opened. It was lit red from the inside, just dim enough to load and unload. These were not meant for anyone to ride in. Brighter than the lights were the yellow, glow-paint warning signs: 

DANGER: NO ENTRY. ATMOSPHERE-FREE AREA.

The powerlifts were for moving equipment between the upper and lower deck hangars and the middle deck’s storage depot, where humans on the other end would unload them. Theoretically, one could take an elevator into a currently open and depressurized hangar, but that was an easily preventable safety engineering disaster. It would be more expensive and far less safe to allow the elevator shaft to depressurize anywhere in the middle. The warnings were almost certainly to make sure no Upright from the lower or middle deck ever got access to the human layers of the station.

“So I’m going to ride this thing to Bay 21?”

“AFFIRMATIVE.”
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Jess Faulks @jessfaulks.bsky.social · 06/09/2026
From #PairsOfPumpkins 14, which is basically done and not really a draft anymore! #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts #WIPSnips
 “Go while there’s still some good seats to watch me fuck up this speech.” 

Titania steadied the rabbit with a subtle touch and a wry grin as the deer, bobcat, and skunk all obliged and headed for the door and past her.

The deer passed her with a gracious curtsey.

“You’re going to be amazing!” The skunk beamed.

“Don’t worry so much,” the bobcat touched her bare shoulder. “Nobody will be listening anyway, when you look this spectacular.” 

Tati sighed at her reflection. If the crowd were watching the woman in the mirror and not who she really was, she might have a chance.
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Jess Faulks @jessfaulks.bsky.social · 05/09/2026
I have so make drafts now but I had to dig pretty deep for a "panel!" This is from the third "Space Debris" story, that's been on hold for a while. #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts #WIPSnips
He gritted his teeth with flattened ears before he snatched the communicator. His thumb mashed down the volume key until an x appeared next to the speaker icon, then he tossed it back aside. “No more bullshit tonight,” he muttered, picking up the access panel and sliding it into place. The job was done, except for sixteen nuts to re-install to secure it.
As he reached for the first one from a small, magnetized bucket, his communicator chimed again, at it’s absolute loudest.
“What the fuck?” He looked over to it, and it chimed again. Then again. He slumped as the chimes became relentless. “I’m getting hacked.” 
He let go of the access panel, left in place but not secured, and stepped over to pick up the face-down communicator. The last ten emails displayed, only in title. They all read:
“HELP ME, JACK.”
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Abz-J-Harding ☾ @abzjharding.bsky.social · 04/09/2026
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leftylady.bsky.social @leftylady.bsky.social · 29/08/2026
Texans, if you’re one of the people who had their voter registration suspended, there’s still time to fix it! trib.al/OP3mVj5
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Jess Faulks @jessfaulks.bsky.social · 25/08/2026
What are some literary examples of a well-written, extended conversation without any action? For lack of a better example, I mean scenes like in the start of "Reservoir Dogs" where it hinges almost entirely on the exchange of dialog. What are the book equivalents? #WritingCommunity #AmWriting
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Drew Scanlon @drewscanlon.bsky.social · 24/08/2026
Hi Internet! I'm Drew and THIS IS MY FACE. If this GIF has ever brought you joy in the past, I humbly ask you to consider making a donation to the National MS Society. It would mean a lot to me and to those I know affected by the disease! Donate at blinkingguy.com
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Sarah Andersen @sarahseeandersen.bsky.social · 22/08/2026
The image is of a four panel comic.
Panel one shows an eldritch god, a skeletal possum like creature with large antlers, saying "I AM AS OLD AS THE FOREST ITSELF". 
Panel two shows a stick figure saying, "But you must have been a baby at some point?"
Panel three shows the eldritch god saying "Well. Yes."
Panel four shows a tiny eldritch baby sitting on a rock, his antlers just little twigs.
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Jess Faulks @jessfaulks.bsky.social · 22/08/2026
I have done a really good job of writing every day but I wound up with too many drafts fighting for attention and now it's hard to focus on one :/ Any tips from the #WritingCommmunity on juggling this? I have 9 WIPs and realized I may need another.
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Jess Faulks @jessfaulks.bsky.social · 17/08/2026
From #PairsOfPumpkins 15 #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts #WIPSnips
Every window of the house was dark but looking up and down the street, the same was true of every house.

Only the church showed signs of life, it’s stained glass windows glowing with the combined light of it’s mottled colors. Around it’s perimeter stood a ring of burning torches.

Alena took a few steps out from cover, slowing to a stop next to the others, as she drank in the scene. “She’s inside, isn’t she?”

“I think they’re all inside.” 
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Elise (they/them)🇦🇺 🏳️‍⚧️ @eliseswords.eurosky.social · 13/08/2026
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Jess Faulks @jessfaulks.bsky.social · 13/08/2026
In an event for her mother and sisters, Anastasia meets a fan of her own. #PairsOfPumpkins 14 #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts #WIPSnips
“You’re the wizard, right?”

Ana lifted her head from her hands. “I am.”

The boy smiled and presented his palms, then steepled them. His fingers and wrists danced intricately for a moment, a swirl of motion with fingers darting back and worth with mechanical precision. It was only an extended moment before he cupped his hands together, then outstretched them, lifting a single-stemmed, white rose, blooming from bud to flower before her eyes.

Anastasia sat up straight, knocking the table forward as she shook to attention. “Life Magic at your age is very impressive! Did you have a seed hidden in your palm?”

His warm smile widened and shook his head, handing her the flower.

Her brow crinkled as she reached for it. “You’re a Summoner then! And still a child!?”

She went to set it down, but Titania leaned in, shaking her head. She smiled at the mouse and took the rose from her fingers.

First, she offered it to her nose. Ana crunched her brow, a side eye to her sister before she leaned over to sniff it.
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Jess Faulks @jessfaulks.bsky.social · 11/08/2026
From #PairsOfPumpkins 15, still a rough draft #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts word for August 11th is "test"
Portia looked up and up as they approached, considering if she’d ever seen a wooden structure so tall and if building such a thing was even safe. The outer surfaces and details were weathered and showing it’s age but also, different hues of fresh to sun-faded paint covered different sections, the oldest still not very old. There were no flakes or chips and it’s maintainence seemed to be dilligent.

Carved ornamentation around the arched entrance had softened with time and countless coats of paint, with hints of detail that some long ago artist did not expect to be obscured.

The steps were solid beams, their front edges softened with time and use but not one of them so much as creaked. The landing several steps up to the door was the same, solid as a tree stump.

The porcupine Mathilde pushed open the double doors and led the way in, looking back to them. Portia noticed other townsfolk outdoors, in their wake and proximity had also stopped to watch, eyes curious to alarmed. It wasn’t so uncommon to be stared at by small town folk and shrugged it off and looked to her daughter before stepping across the threshold. 

Titania followed, a step behind and the moment they were inside, onlookers lost interest as if some kind of test. It was unclear if they’d passed of failed.
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Jess Faulks @jessfaulks.bsky.social · 10/08/2026
An awkward reunion. #PairsOfPumpkins 14. #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts #WIPSnips
Portia took a detour for a walk with the sculptor, friend, and former lover, Will between the Meet and Greet and the afterparty.

He played tour guide at first, explaining the more notable, new construction and how the village had grown over the twelve years since her last visit. She nodded and listened, considering how she was going to explain that their reunion would remain platonic. 

Fortunately, it was the Will who led with a fumbling acknowledgement: he was with a long-term partner now. It was easy to be gracious when she didn’t want to fuck him anyway. She could be the hero and friend the people of Brummel deserved, and not admit the deviant she’d become.
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Jess Faulks @jessfaulks.bsky.social · 09/08/2026
The most annoying part of my editing process, but also the one that @autocrit is great at helping with, is finding duplicate and overused words. Apparently I use duplicate words a lot because this part takes forever! #WritingCommunity
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Jess Faulks @jessfaulks.bsky.social · 09/08/2026
From #PairsOfPumpkins 14, Portia must convince a crowd the bandits she thwarted, are better off with her than in prison. #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts #WIPSnips
“People of Brummel, I ask you for your trust: trust, that if I can save your city twice, that I can redeem these two misguided teenagers. My daughters. Trust that I can put them on the right path, to the hard and humble work of serving the people.

“I do not suffer criminals lightly, regardless of their excuses or who their family is. But these girls have the skill and capacity to do good. I promise, I won’t let these two out of my sight.”
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Jess Faulks @jessfaulks.bsky.social · 08/08/2026
Sometimes I plot, sometimes I pants. But I am noticing that when I pants, I spend a loooooooot more time and revisions editing than are needed when I plot. My current story started as an "...and then" to my last one before I broke it off. Now it's longer than the original! #WritingCommunity
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Jess Faulks @jessfaulks.bsky.social · 07/08/2026
Yes! I have this word in #PairsOfPumpkins 14. Titania may not be able to talk but at least there's an open bar. #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts #WIPSnips
“Titania! Welcome back. Drinks are on the house for the Pridemoon Family.”

She perked with her whole body but his wife appeared out of nowhere, behind her like a passing wind.

“Tonight only!” the marmot matron added with a tender tap of her shoulder, then disappeared.

What’ll it be?”

Titania curled her fingers to pantomime drawing back a tiny bow, then shot the unseen arrow at the tall handle of the ale pump. The marmot nodded and obliged, leaving her alone to lean on the bar and survey the swell of the party around her.  
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Jess Faulks @jessfaulks.bsky.social · 04/08/2026
I collated my pile of #WIPs recently (there are 9 of them!) and this is an older draft: one of two that will eventually be the third "Space Debris" story. #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts #WIPSnips
Jack stepped forward and planted his hands on the glass, taking a closer look. 

She looked as real as he imagined any human did. While he’d never been in the presence of a real one, nothing but her lack of animation would suggest she was anything but a living being.

He stepped back again, gloved hands on his hips, inspecting the crate, first from the front, then walking a circle around it. There were no ports for oxygen, feeding, or nitrogen. It was a sealed box with a fake human inside.

“Real Love Partner,” he read aloud, shaking his head as he looked over the box. “Intimate AI Companion,” it said in smaller print beneath. There was also a scrambled shipping code to protect the recipient’s information.
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Saunieindiego @saunieindiego.bsky.social · 02/08/2026
Comments due TOMORROW (8/3) 🚨 NOAA is fast-tracking Pacific deep-sea mining, threatening fragile abyssal ecosystems. ​Only 8 comments have been filed! ​Talking points: birdsmatter.wordpress.com/2026/07/31/t... ​Comment here: www.regulations.gov/docket/NOAA-... ​#DefendTheDeep #StopDeepSeaMining
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Ambryline | November slots open 🔞 @ambryline.bsky.social · 01/08/2026
Heads up, artists 🚨 There’s a massive scam wave hitting DeviantArt right now DO NOT CLICK IT. If you have artist friends on DA, please boost this. I’d hate to see someone lose their account or payment info over something this stupid 🖤 { #DeviantArt #ArtistBeware #ScamAlert }
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Jess Faulks @jessfaulks.bsky.social · 22/07/2026
My very last #WIPSnips also included "Grand" so I've skipped ahead to a teaser of #PairsOfPumpkins 15 The calm before the storm... #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts
They emerged onto the north street between the first two buildings and the high priest’s house was obvious enough amongst its residential and commercial peers. Three buildings down from the church stood a small mansion, humble in wooden construction but grand in size, with double the footprint of the others, two wings, and three stories instead of one or two. 

Every window of the house was dark. The whole street was, and every window of every house. Only the church showed signs of life, it’s stained glass windows glowing with the combined light of it’s mottled colors. Around it’s perimeter stood a ring of burning torches.

Alena took a few steps out from cover, slowing to a stop as she drank in the scene. “She’s inside, isn’t she?”

“I think they’re all inside.” 
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Jess Faulks @jessfaulks.bsky.social · 21/07/2026
Not technically a #WIPSnip because this one is out! From #PairsOfPumpkins 13, where Portia brawls with her brigand daughters #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts
Portia twirled another revolution, this time swinging right at her head. Titania melted into a crouch and jabbed her spear at her thighs. Her mother bowed her posture mid-spin, slipping the attack and the thrust went behind her, just above her tail. Her next rotation clacked the spear with her staff, wedging it against her spine to pry it from her.

The cocky smile remained as the silent sister lurched in a circle, half-chasing and half-pulled as it spun away and wound up on Portia’s other side, still armed. Watching, she kept the spear pinned and hopped in closer to high-kick her square in the muzzle, with all the force of her strong, thick thigh.

Titania recoiled nearly as much as she was propelled, leaving the spear and a gush of blood in her wake. She wasn’t smiling anymore.
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Jess Faulks @jessfaulks.bsky.social · 18/07/2026
From sexy, fantasy adventure series #PairsOfPumpkins 14. Powerful sorceress, Anastasia confronts her worst nightmare: the general public. #WIPSnips #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts #AnthropomorphicNovel
Anastasia had been hearing these unsolicited questions and comments for years. First as a trickle from Zarron’s occasional guests and customers, then as a flood since running away and taking to the road after her mother. 

Whether with their words, actions, or conspicuous restraint, most people she encountered would remind her she looked like a freak.

Never had they been so concentrated, incessant, or up close as now, where several hundreds queued up in a grand, tree-lined square next to the City Hall for the chance to meet her mother, the made-over twins, and the Mayor “Meet and Greet”.  For reasons that still didn’t make sense to her, Anastasia was squeezed in between them.
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Jess Faulks @jessfaulks.bsky.social · 16/07/2026
From fantasy series #PairsOfPumpkins 15! On a new mission, Portia is reminded that other families have their share of drama too! #WriteSky #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts
“So your mother is a surrogate. But your father is married?”

Titania craned her head aside and made a face but Jensine bit the hook.

“Father says Eliza is my mother, even if she didn’t give birth to me. Back then, they thought Eliza couldn’t have kits of her own. Then so long after I was born, surprise! Eliza got pregnant. I have two younger brothers now,” she gestured to the one still by the door. “I help my mom take care of them and help around the house but…” 

“Leave our guests alone, Jensine,” Otto stepped in and put a hand on her shoulder heavy enough to change the fox girl’s posture but her words had already trailed off. “Hurry home.”

The porcupine, Mathilde approached behind them with less urgency, dragging the other fox boy by the hand.

“Nice to meet you, Miss Portia,” Jensine waved and gave a small curtsy to Titania before rushing off, along her way.
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Jess Faulks @jessfaulks.bsky.social · 14/07/2026
A quick blurb for #PairsOfPumpkins 14, where Portia navigates a party. #WIPSnips #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts
“Almost done, Ms. Pridemoon. You’re quite the charmer for someone who lives by the sword,” Mayor Kruda said, leading her with purpose back through the crowd.

“Powerful rooms don’t intimidate me,” she shrugged.

“Well, you would be good in one.”

“In another life.”

The badger smiled like a cat and brought her to a discreet, partitioned table on the mezzanine of the Inn.
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Jess Faulks @jessfaulks.bsky.social · 12/07/2026
From sexy, fantasy adventure series #PairsOfPumpkins episode 14, which I am editing right now! Tomboy brigand twins Tatiana and Titania chatting mid-makeover. Can corsets and makeup turn back public opinion on these criminals? #WriteSky #WIPSnips #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompt
 <You do look amazing.>
<I do, don’t I?> Titania spoke without moving her mouth, shifting stiffly one way then the other in her seat.  <It’s too much work to do this on any kind of regular basis. My breasts would burst out if I could actually move my spine in this damn corset and this must be an extra twenty pounds of clothes and fake hair. Completely impractical for a lady of action but it’s fun to do a little dress-up.>
Titania looked to her sister with a raised brow, appraising her. <And what about you, Tati? You’ve never looked more gorgeous yet I can see you’re avoiding the mirror. Are you afraid your reflection is going to jump out and bite you?>
Tati hesitated. <What if like it?! The Academy didn’t let us forget we weren’t men but this is different. Everyone always taught us women were weaker.> 
Titania’s face grew stern. <Zarron never said that. He was a terrible role model in every other regard but he never said. So you mean everyone at the Assassin School in Takasunai? That whole country hates women more than anywhere we’ve been and we were learning to kill people while surrounded by all boys.>
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Jess Faulks @jessfaulks.bsky.social · 12/06/2026
From #PairsOfPumpkins 15: Portia's fancy new weapon! #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts #WIPSnips
With an irritated huff, Portia dropped to her knee and set her labrys down. At the head of the telescoping weapon’s shaft was a weighted ball, a mace on it’s own but on the hemisphere of it was a seperate channel as thick as her finger. That channel allowed the mace ball to wear different configurations: a smooth, metal crescent to complete the shape of the ball as a perfect sphere to cudgel an enemy with blunt force, a long, sharped pick for breaking rocks and puncturing armor or currently, two, elegant halves of disc, an interrupted halo around the brutal, heavy sphere that transformed it into a double-bladed axe.

Technically, only in this configuration was the weapon a labrys but that’s what Max had named it, and so that’s what it was.

The fox armorer had fabricated a clever mechanism with a keyed pin to hold both the mace head and it’s different configurations in place at the end of the telescoping shaft without risk of them detaching in a fight but with deliberate manipulation, the pin was easy to remove, even with her thick, armored gloves.
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Jess Faulks @jessfaulks.bsky.social · 07/06/2026
From #PairsOfPumpkins 14 again, Portia works the crowd. I'm going to say "misguided" counts :) #WriteSky #WIPSnips #WritingPrompts #WritingCommunity
“For as tragic as their story is, the twins could have turned out so much worse. I fear the day I cross any of my children who are beyond redemption and unworthy of mercy but today is not that day.”

It was at this point in her proposed talking points that Mayor Kruda had suggested that this not be the appropriate time to announce that soon, more Pridemoon children would be moving to their city.

“People of Brummel, I ask you for your trust: trust, that if I can save your city twice, that I can redeem these two misguided teenagers: my daughters. And that I can put them on the right path, to the hard and humbling work of helping people.
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Jess Faulks @jessfaulks.bsky.social · 02/06/2026
Portia has been talking about this statue for long enough. She finally gets to see it in #PairsOfPumpkins 14! #WIPSnips #WriteSky #WritingPrompts #WritingCommunity
“For her repeated service to our town despite the troubles we have made for her, it is my great honor to reintroduce the statue of Portia Pridemoon!”



The shroud was pulled by two workers, standing on the construction bridge, revealing a weather-worn likeness of Portia in bronze! In a likeness standing ready and confident, her head was held high and quarterstaff brandished, representing her weapon of choice in those earlier days. Simialrly dated was the correct representation of her custom armor of yesteryear, with a flap skirt, bracers, tall boots and a breastplate.



The audience broke out in applause, almost a competition for the most boisterous between the younger girls and the adult men.
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Jess Faulks @jessfaulks.bsky.social · 31/05/2026
From #PairsOfPumpkins 15, where Portia and daughters cause a ruckus in a church. I may've used this one in a previous #WIPSnips #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts
Otto’s eyes were wide and his ears flat which made them easier to reach when she ducked down to pinch one of them firmly. “Get up,” she ordered, grabbing him by the back of the neck with her free hand and lifting him up as she walked, letting his stumbling turn into steps. She walked him down the aisle towards the pulpit.
“Nobody move! No tricks, no spells and nobody gets hurt!” she shouted to the room as she stormed to the front of it, half-dragging the runt of a fox with her. She caught the look of machinations in one woman’s eyes as she hesitated and Portia pointed right at her, “Sit the ffffffff…” Portia bit her own lip as she scanned over all the staring children in the congregation, their eyes managing to grow larger still.
She took a breath to calm herself. “Sit. Down.” The woman obliged, as did several others.
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