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Lenia "read Ambrosia" Lenient 🫑👁👁 @lenialenient.bsky.social · 17/01/2026

another homunculus novel snippy 👉👉 the inherent "i brought you into this world and i can take you out of it" energy between the creator and the creation. you know how it is #wipsnips

“Look at me, Alraun, and listen.”
My head weighs more than the rest of me. I shake when I manage to lift it. What I see is His face and He doesn’t look at me with disdain. Nor anger, nor disappointment. He smiles. He smiles! And His eyes are soft. “I’m not going to unmake you.”
There is something golden that floods me, that thaws me where I’ve been cold and cracks my ribcage open so that I can close all his words inside.

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Lenia "read Ambrosia" Lenient 🫑👁👁 @lenialenient.bsky.social · 15/01/2026

simply have no other choice but to get out the good ol dystopian girlgroup novel for "manager" 🫣 #wipsnips

Marten Janssen is a gambler and for a long time now, he’s been betting all his money on me. Once it became clear that Moxxy wasn’t going to be a one-hit-wonder but a rapidly growing enterprise, Marten let go of his remaining clientele. So did Ruby’s and Summer’s managers. Audrey Hall had done it a while ago. It might sound cruel to leave your other girls stranded by the wayside, but for one it was common practice, and for two it was business.

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Lenia "read Ambrosia" Lenient 🫑👁👁 @lenialenient.bsky.social · 13/01/2026

it is important to note that Alraun isn't just a homunculus, but a homunculus with debilitating anxiety #wipsnips

I can’t reach words within myself no matter how deep I go. I cannot speak because I cannot breathe. I cannot breathe because I cannot move, and I cannot move because, I fear, I might’ve unlearned it.
“What did it feel like for you to have only a partial brain?”
Nothing.
“How did you learn to walk? Did someone teach you? Did you learn by yourself?”
Nothing.
“How did you acquire language?” A pause, pointed. “Did you acquire language?”
Something stirs within my throat. A reflex like throwing up.
“What can you tell us about the man who made you?”

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Lenia "read Ambrosia" Lenient 🫑👁👁 @lenialenient.bsky.social · 08/01/2026

with the world ending in three-ish days, Frieda finally decides to do something about their unfinished paintings 🎨 #wipsnips #writesky #booksky

Frieda picks a canvas at random from where Iza’s leaned them against the back of the couch, breathes in deep, and hones in on the vague suggestion of a sunset over, presumably, Southampton. It takes all but five seconds of looking at it, for them to take the broadest brush and white all of it out.
“I thought you’re finishing them,” says Lowri, hanging over the edge of the couch,
“I’m adding onto it, aren’t I?”
“Loopholes.”

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Lenia "read Ambrosia" Lenient 🫑👁👁 @lenialenient.bsky.social · 05/01/2026

can't believe i took a social media break for the holidays and immediately missed this.... there COULDNT be a better category for ambrosia

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Lenia "read Ambrosia" Lenient 🫑👁👁 @lenialenient.bsky.social · 19/12/2025

ah yes, the fateful moment in the apocalypse roadtrip novel wherein Noam finally has to drive Frieda's horrible, no-good, very bad car #wipsnips #writesky

Noam gestures from Frieda to the driver’s seat.
“I’m doing navigation,” says Frieda.
“I can do navigation,” says Noam.
“Well,” says Frieda. They open and close their mouth, then laugh - sharp and short. “I can’t drive right now.”
“What do you mean you can’t drive? Why not?”
“I just can’t right now!”
“Why!”
“Because I’m-” Hand still on the bonnet, Frieda takes a deep breath, leans closer, and whispers, “-high as a fucking kite.”

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Lenia "read Ambrosia" Lenient 🫑👁👁 @lenialenient.bsky.social · 18/12/2025

"i don't exactly want to kill but i don't exactly not want to kill"

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Lenia "read Ambrosia" Lenient 🫑👁👁 @lenialenient.bsky.social · 16/12/2025

how did i miss the fact that you made the cover yourself!! it's spectacular!!!!

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Lenia "read Ambrosia" Lenient 🫑👁👁 @lenialenient.bsky.social · 16/12/2025

GASP, we're neighbors in lesbian rep 🥹 great company

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Lenia "read Ambrosia" Lenient 🫑👁👁 @lenialenient.bsky.social · 16/12/2025

TURNS OUT my beloved pseudo-dystopian girlgroup novel got nominated for the #indieinkawards this year! I'm getting a bit shy in the company I'm in..... I'm just a humble farmer tending to my unwell lesbians...

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Lenia "read Ambrosia" Lenient 🫑👁👁 @lenialenient.bsky.social · 16/10/2025

I offer: This bit from The World Ends In 13 1/2 Days, wherein Frieda is extremely good at cheering Lowri up about the titular matter

“You’re not sleeping either.”
“I’m just having a real bad case of FOMO,” says Frieda.
There it is again.
“Which is stupid,” Frieda adds. “I’m so fucking tired, it’s not like I’m gonna get up and do anything.”
The feeling. Absolutely relentless, sticky like tar.
“I don’t want this to happen.”
“Well, it’s happening.”
Lowri closes her eyes. Her lids twitch. Heat builds up behind them.
“No one wants it to happen, but that’s just how it is, so you might as well do what you want – or whatever Gandalf said.”

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Lenia "read Ambrosia" Lenient 🫑👁👁 @lenialenient.bsky.social · 10/10/2025

from the ambrosia opening.... im kind of inconsolable about the fact that the novel that takes place entirely over the course of a made up award show does not have the word "prize" in it a single time #wipsnips #booksky #writesky

Ruby grasps at Nova’s shoulders, sometimes her face when she tries to make her look up, and says either “It’s alright, okay?” or “It’s okay, alright?” or “Stop crying.” It might not sound very comforting, but in this one and only instance, it is. Ruby’s still holding her white award statue in one hand. The red polish on her perfectly oval nails is so bright against it I can’t look away. It’s chipped now, and she’s swollen-knuckled like me. She’s also shaking, which I’m not.
“We’re okay. Stop crying.”

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Lenia "read Ambrosia" Lenient 🫑👁👁 @lenialenient.bsky.social · 29/09/2025

the way i ran home the moment my time was up so i could play more hades 2... my inner gamer is healing

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Lenia "read Ambrosia" Lenient 🫑👁👁 @lenialenient.bsky.social · 29/09/2025

One of the many joys of First Person Homunculus Perspective is that Alraun's lack of knowledge about... literally anything forces me to refer to a nurse bringing them pudding as "the goo-bearer" (and hence i have something for this #wipsnips prompt) #writesky #writingcommunity

“Wait,” Janine slips through the door, looking frazzled and a bit wild in the eyes. Janine ushers the goo-bearer aside, and lowers herself to my eye-level in its stead.
She rummages through her bag for a pair of gloves, strips them on, then sticks her hands in one of her pockets, then the other. Out, she pulls the bramble-being's berry and holds it out to me between two fingers.

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Lenia "read Ambrosia" Lenient 🫑👁👁 @lenialenient.bsky.social · 28/09/2025

another AMBROSIA snippie for #wipsnips !! beware of injury description (or don't if that's your kind of thing) #writesky #writingcommunity #booksky

“I didn’t know it was this bad,” I said.
A pitch-dark bruise the size of a fist sat proudly in the center of her thigh. From it, a blotchy line trickled down to the back of her knee like someone had spilled ink underneath her skin.
“It’s not a good look,” she said. “Take a picture?”

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Lenia "read Ambrosia" Lenient 🫑👁👁 @lenialenient.bsky.social · 27/09/2025

hello #wipsnips tag i am offering you sapphic activity once again (don't worry about the blood, it's her own) #writesky #writingcommunity #booksky

“You’re making that sound an awful lot like an offer, Moira.”
“Oh, make of it what you will.” Summer dropped into an exaggerated shrug. “I wouldn’t think you’re fun like that but who knows? If you ever feel like you need to rage, you know where to find me.”
I watched her carefully, waited for the laughter, the quirk of the mouth, or, alternatively, even a hint of shame. None of that. “You’re unbearable,” I said.
Summer laughed. She tip-toed just close enough and swiftly flicked a streak of blood from my upper lip with her thumb. “You should try it sometime.” She gave my shoulder a pat, and strolled back into the recording studio like nothing ever happened.

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Lenia "read Ambrosia" Lenient 🫑👁👁 @lenialenient.bsky.social · 26/09/2025

#awesomecharacters ok i GOTTA bring Kiwi into this, who is liable to - gesticulate in big sweeping motions that no one else understands - speak in vague groans of misfortune - make a face thats described as a "very close approximation of the grimacing emoji," as pictured here:

A young man in a leather jacket and upwardly styled hair that's bleached and dyed green. His frown is almost a perfect half circle. (This is my own art.)

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Lenia "read Ambrosia" Lenient 🫑👁👁 @lenialenient.bsky.social · 25/09/2025

summary of recent events: - going off antidepressants makes the muse clobber me over the head with new ideas every 15 seconds - my days now start at 3am (involuntarily) - my creative output is unmatched - there is some sort of medically concerning evil sludge within me

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Finn McLellan @saranadosfiction.com · 25/09/2025

#WIPSnips | absorb Fest facing off against a horrifying Something that emerged out of a ritual circle - because even though he's scared out of his mind, the thing's trying to hurt Anneke and that can't be allowed to stand ( saranadosfiction.com/2020/05/16/b... )

Clearly someone needed to do something. And, in the absence of anyone more qualified, ‘someone’ meant him.

“Hey! Hey, you! How about picking on someone who’s actually conscious, for a change?”

The thing turned its head – or, at least, what passed for its head, since it wasn’t as though it had much of a face to speak of – towards him, the three glowing red orbs which he assumed were its eyes narrowing in what looked almost like confusion.

“Yes, I’m talking to you!” He pushed himself away from the bookcase he’d collided with, grabbing one of the less expensive-looking volumes and holding it in front of him like a shield. It wouldn’t do much against the thing’s tentacles, if it tried to go for him, but it might at least absorb enough of the damage that he could get himself mostly out of the way. ‘Might’ being the operative word. “What’s the matter? Is picking on unconscious priests the best you can do?”

His mouth seemed to be operating completely independently of his brain at this point – the latter being currently employed keeping up a running commentary which went something along the lines of ‘oh gods oh gods oh gods I’m going to die I’m going to die I’m going to die’ – and he found himself listening to the words coming out of it with a sort of horrified fascination. *At least I’m going to die sounding vaguely like I know what I’m doing. Somehow.* “Come and have a go, if you think you’re hard enough!”

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Lenia "read Ambrosia" Lenient 🫑👁👁 @lenialenient.bsky.social · 08/08/2025

why are my dreams either me witnessing, in third person, a fully formed revolutionary story premise with three acts and feature film editing or the recurring one i have about misplacing my shoes

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Lenia "read Ambrosia" Lenient 🫑👁👁 @lenialenient.bsky.social · 07/08/2025

hello #wipsnips, today im presenting only the most tasteful hint of cultural imperialism critique #writesky #writingprompts #booksky

“Any questions?”
“Yes,” I said, I lifted my chin and steadied my nervous hands. “What do I need to be considered by one of the international labels?”
By international, I obviously meant American.
After a moment of quiet, a man at the end of the reviewer table said: “Good English, for one.” He spoke in English, to stress his point, and to show that it had only the faintest Bulgarian tint. He must’ve had something to do with the foreign communications department.
“I have that.” English lessons at Radar Talent were more intense and frequent than they’d ever been at school. For years, I’d prioritized my ABC over my АБВ and every evening I sat in my room, practicing my th, w, and h sounds. After all, English was the language of music, showbiz, and media.

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Lenia "read Ambrosia" Lenient 🫑👁👁 @lenialenient.bsky.social · 04/08/2025

this is not "terrible" writing advice by any means but ill get on this soap box every chance i get

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Lenia "read Ambrosia" Lenient 🫑👁👁 @lenialenient.bsky.social · 04/08/2025

Do NOT write every day. Do NOT have word goals. First of all: Rest will give your mind the space it needs to be creative. Second of all: Forcing yourself to do the thing when you don't feel like doing the thing will have you crashing head-first into burnout. Every! Time!

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Lenia "read Ambrosia" Lenient 🫑👁👁 @lenialenient.bsky.social · 29/07/2025

HOW i am supposed to deal with the fact that every time i log on here i find like 15 new people whose books i want to read when i take 2 months to read a single medium length novel

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Headless🎃Horsewoman 🪉💎🏹 @acturek.bsky.social · 29/07/2025

#WritingPrompt #bones CW? past injury? I didn’t feel like sharing gore. I’ve shared this one before (it’s my fave) and I think it’s slammin’!

"What work is this?" she asked.
"It is the work of Kudrum, my lady."
With a brush of her eyes Lady Jannia assessed his
condition. She plumbed the history of his pain, stripped
him naked from the agonies of debridement back to the
teeth of the fire, dragged him rearward in time through
capture and torment, to the real origin of his maiming; and
death's tiny, chill echo bound it all together like an
invisible scar. She left no flesh on him, only bones, and a
small, narrow crease between her brows marred her face
then. She folded her arms. "How is it you survived?"
"I don't know."

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Lenia "read Ambrosia" Lenient 🫑👁👁 @lenialenient.bsky.social · 29/07/2025

way late but considering this prompt i am legally obliged to introduce you to Vitriol CW for see-through glass homunculus with visible skeleton and organs 👍 #writingprompt

“And, also, the humans are not listening to a word I say. They will face the other way, or they will stare in horror, or they will evacuate their previous foods. I believe I’d be hurting our perception more than helping it. They do not like, at all, to look at me.” Brain bobbing back and forth in its cerebral fluid behind Vitriol’s entirely see-through glass head, it turns to Janine. “Am I wrong?”
Janine, who has only as much as glanced at Vitriol from the corner of her eye for the past hour, says “Well.”
“No one likes to look at you,” says Sagitta, perched on the chair across Vitriol. “Human or not.”
“All the organs you see are organs you also have,” says Vitriol. It blinks its glass lids – though its big round eyeballs remain visible regardless – and raises one bone-encased-in-glass finger to point at its own brain. “Mostly.”

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Dianna Gunn Does (Fictional) Murders 🇨🇦 @diannalgunn.bsky.social · 29/07/2025

Itch has made many of these authors' works impossible to find in search But you can still find them right here in this bundle & support disabled creatives trying to survive - without giving Itch a dime

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Lenia "read Ambrosia" Lenient 🫑👁👁 @lenialenient.bsky.social · 29/07/2025

a death-note-like internal paranoia monologue is something that can actually be so personal 😌

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Lenia "read Ambrosia" Lenient 🫑👁👁 @lenialenient.bsky.social · 29/07/2025

today i am bringing you the apocalypse roadtrip novel and vivienne edith lucas five minutes after throwing up into the sink at an impromptu house party #wipsnips #writingcommunity #writesky #booksky

Vivienne, as soon as she can turn her head without upsetting her sense of balance, opens the fridge and drinks two whole half litre bottles of water.
She starts a third, but then comes to think that she’d probably, like, die if she drank it all, so she teeters out of the kitchen and pours the rest into the ficus. She stares at the ficus. She finds her phone and sends her parents the pictures of the Strasbourg cathedral.
No one in the Lucas group chat responds immediately, which makes sense because it is the middle of the night – a new day! It is tomorrow! Fuck! – and if they aren’t sleeping they probably have something better to do. Vivienne’s head spins and it feels horrible and the bass of whatever bullshit Frieda has put on is louder than God and she’s alone in the world with the fucking ficus.

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Lenia "read Ambrosia" Lenient 🫑👁👁 @lenialenient.bsky.social · 25/07/2025

are there even any itch alternatives... anything where i could make stuff available on a PWYW basis... how does kofi even work for books

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Void🔞 | VGen @voiddebris.bsky.social · 24/07/2025

I know we're upset about itch, but they're not the only ones Payment processors harassed companies bc of a 1,000 email hate campaign But we can EASILY top 1,000! I prewrote an email + got the contact info - you just have to send! ↻💬♡ to boost We CAN make a difference 💕 #itch #censorship 1/🧵

Digital graphic with the text "anti-censorship campaign" and screenshots of headlines about how multiple storefronts have removed NSFW content due to pressure from payment processors and Collective Shout.

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Lenia "read Ambrosia" Lenient 🫑👁👁 @lenialenient.bsky.social · 25/07/2025

man i was literally working on getting my stuff ready for itchio as we speak

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Lenia "read Ambrosia" Lenient 🫑👁👁 @lenialenient.bsky.social · 08/07/2025

i guess the one good thing to come out of genAi is how much more i like art with "amateurish" qualities because i'll see flat colors, off proportions, or unnatural shading and it'll immediately draw attention to the fact that There Is Human In There

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Lenia "read Ambrosia" Lenient 🫑👁👁 @lenialenient.bsky.social · 17/06/2025

i know now what's next once i finish my current read 😌😌😌

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Lenia "read Ambrosia" Lenient 🫑👁👁 @lenialenient.bsky.social · 17/06/2025

I'M LATE TO LINE SHARE DAY BUT HAVE IT ANYWAY!! Alraun is the only homunculus who can tell pink from red and white from grey, thanks to a lifetime dedicated to the washing machine 😌 #LGBTQWriteAThon #queerwriters #writesky

He takes a book from his desk, holds up the thin little stripe of plastic that sticks out from between its block-like pages. “This?”
“Pink.”
He points at the desk.
“White,” I say, “Grey,” I correct myself.
He points at the wall. I think for a moment. “Beige?”
The doctor turns around and lays his hands out on the (grey) table. “You have an exceptional understanding of colors,” he says, “Considerably above most of your… colleagues. Is that something you're interested in?”
I don't understand the question, I think.
“Laundry.”
“Elaborate, please.”
“The reds cannot go with the whites. They make pink.”

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