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Lucy Ashwood she/her🌈 @lucyashwood.bsky.social · 16/09/2026

The creature wasn’t running, and that was when Veronica started to get worried. What if Dorje didn’t tell anyone what happened? It was possible she’d broken some rule – he had seemed very insistent that she not pass the rocks. Had she violated a boundary with the creature? #InkMine

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Lucy Ashwood she/her🌈 @lucyashwood.bsky.social · 16/09/2026

I stood frozen remembering my dream. The masks, the voice saying it was time to unmask. The lake was covered in fog, or was the lake made of fog? The city with the strange buildings, the city whose name was in the play? And the ringing of the phone. #BookishTues

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Lucy Ashwood she/her🌈 @lucyashwood.bsky.social · 16/09/2026

The psychic, all dark eyes and sexy smiles, seemed oblivious to her thoughts. He flipped the cards and provided vague prognostications about her life. He slipped into astrology, and Caroline found herself nodding along, with no real idea of what he was talking about. #VssDaily

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WeirdMicro @weirdmicro.bsky.social · 15/09/2026

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Lucy Ashwood she/her🌈 @lucyashwood.bsky.social · 16/09/2026

She and her friends disregarded the warnings of the locals, the poor backward hicks. After all they know better. So when they maliciously entered the cursed graveyard or disrespect the local cunning woman. They still think they understand the rules and believe they will escape unscathed. #WeirdMicro

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Lucy Ashwood she/her🌈 @lucyashwood.bsky.social · 13/09/2026

They were panting when the tunnel opened, widening abruptly into a room no longer lined in brick but cut from the bedrock. Their dimming flashlights revealed candles wedged on top of stone lips and into cracks. Without a word, they walked slowly lighting those dry enough to hold a flame. #WipSnips

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Lucy Ashwood she/her🌈 @lucyashwood.bsky.social · 13/09/2026

“Lady Emerald,” the Queen said, “Now that the realm is settled, I need to form my court. You will be my first Lady-in-Waiting.” Emerald’s eyes flashed, but she kept her expression neutral. “I am honored, Your Majesty, but such an honor is more than I deserve.” #BraveWrite

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Lucy Ashwood she/her🌈 @lucyashwood.bsky.social · 13/09/2026

“The developers won’t put their,” she used scare bunnies “commitment” to solar power, gray water recycling, or even light pollution into the contract.” Maggie could feel Audrey stiffen, and Maggie knew she was bracing for another of Simon’s explosions. #VssDaily

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Lucy Ashwood she/her🌈 @lucyashwood.bsky.social · 04/09/2026

Vicki knew that Julia’s magic lay in different paths, and even together, they would be starting from zero, while Dr. Bishara had been a practicing Kemetic magician, publicly at least, for years. Privately likely for longer. And it would effectively halt Julia’s research for her coven. #WipSnips

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Lucy Ashwood she/her🌈 @lucyashwood.bsky.social · 04/09/2026

She was waiting in a New York airport for her connecting flight. Her traveling companion Dr. Colin Bishara was asleep, resting his head on her shoulder. She opened the email. According to her message, Julia was in Norway, studying shamanic revival practices. #VssDaily

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Lucy Ashwood she/her🌈 @lucyashwood.bsky.social · 04/09/2026

Tabitha stared at the hulking silhouette of the church against the stormy sky. The candles flickering in the windows hinted that someone must be inside, and as her car wasn’t going to start, she rushed to the door, seconds before the rain started. “Hello?” she called into the empty nave. #Vss365

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Lucy Ashwood she/her🌈 @lucyashwood.bsky.social · 01/09/2026

She was engrossed in the tool marks on the walls and the evidence of deeper carvings, something that someone had tried to chip away – evidence she thought of art or maybe even writing. She stood up, her fingers tracing the faint lines, engrossed in the discovery she didn’t hear the man #WIPSnips

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Lucy Ashwood she/her🌈 @lucyashwood.bsky.social · 01/09/2026

She paused as they murmured at the mention of before. It was another of the many agreements the women had made. “Before” could not be used to claim privileges over other women, to reference “before” was to imply superiority, as the ones most ready use it were those who came from power. #2WordPrompt

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Lucy Ashwood she/her🌈 @lucyashwood.bsky.social · 01/09/2026

I’d spent the afternoon trying to find out more about the symbols, but all I got from my internet searching was a conviction that there were way more people into occultism than I’d even thought. I’d only found quasi-reliable resources for half the symbols. #VssMagic

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Lucy Ashwood she/her🌈 @lucyashwood.bsky.social · 01/09/2026

"You're mixing metaphors." Jim said as he peeked in the door on the right. I stepped into the room behind him, not wanting to be alone. The house was kind of creepy. This room had belonged to a child, and a roller skate still lay on its side by the bed. #VssDaily

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Lucy Ashwood she/her🌈 @lucyashwood.bsky.social · 01/09/2026

The sun was rising. The sky was tinged with red smudges at her back. Before her, somewhere in the fog, stretched the sea a velvet expanse of darkness. She shoved the candle in the sand, and lit it. The flame was feeble climbing slowly from the white column of wax. She still had time. #VSS365

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Lucy Ashwood she/her🌈 @lucyashwood.bsky.social · 17/08/2026

“Mercy,” Charity growled at her, “I’ve told you to stop letting the door slam.” Mercy blushed beautifully and lowered her head, her red curls hiding her face. “Sorry, ma’am. It slipped.” She laid a basket of freshly collected eggs on the table, and frowned at Charity. #WipSnips

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Lucy Ashwood she/her🌈 @lucyashwood.bsky.social · 17/08/2026

Alice paused at a shimmering window display that was mirrored to a billboard visible to much of The Concourse. As people passed in front of it, the text changed from "Let your fantasies unwind" to a variety of images she presumed were the fantasies of those in front of the sign. #VssDaily

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Lucy Ashwood she/her🌈 @lucyashwood.bsky.social · 17/08/2026

The dream began again, the discordant jangling of phones ringing, and the scent of electricity in the air. I was inside the city, I think. The dark stone glistened oily and slick. There was no moon I could see, but the stars, oh reader, the stars were a writhing mass of baleful lights. #WipSnips

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Lucy Ashwood she/her🌈 @lucyashwood.bsky.social · 13/08/2026

I could smell the dank scent of fresh water, and with the logic of dreams, I knew the was a city behind me. I could almost remember its name. I could almost hear its name on the cold wind that carried the scent of soldering wires. And somewhere in that city, a phone rang and rang and rang. #InkMine

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Lucy Ashwood she/her🌈 @lucyashwood.bsky.social · 13/08/2026

“I can’t unring this bell,” she muttered as the bus reached her stop. She would return the book to Dr. Bishara, at least once she’d studied and copied any spells she thought would be useful. It was just that copying magical books was a challenge. The information resisted most efforts. #vssDaily

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Lucy Ashwood she/her🌈 @lucyashwood.bsky.social · 13/08/2026

The trails in this garden are long since gone, the once sandy pathways reclaimed by a muddle of wild roses and wilder weeds (new word). Following the moonlit, she circled the briar covered structure until she saw a way in, a thorn-lined tunnel into the dark room within. #vss365

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Lucy Ashwood she/her🌈 @lucyashwood.bsky.social · 03/08/2026

Professor Crane’s eyes shot over to her, but he barely paused in his lecture. Violet couldn’t stop her thoughts, imagining a field of grapes. She could almost smell the ripe grapes and feel the autumn sun. And there in the field would be the marble statue of Priapus. #WildWalkPrompt

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Lucy Ashwood she/her🌈 @lucyashwood.bsky.social · 03/08/2026

This was going to be harder than calling the ghost. I scrolled through my contacts, my finger poised over Mandy’s name. I tapped her name and heard it ring. And hearing that ring, I wondered what would feel worse – her picking up or voicemail? #oxjDailyWords #oxj

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Lucy Ashwood she/her🌈 @lucyashwood.bsky.social · 03/08/2026

It’s the sun that does it, takes away the otherworld. When the back bedroom on the second floor was mine it was almost perfect. Except when the sun sprayed over the field of endless glass; the glaring heat baking the room, leaving no room for sleep or dreams. #VssDaily

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Lucy Ashwood she/her🌈 @lucyashwood.bsky.social · 03/08/2026

Gliding out of the tangled brambles, she finds herself standing among the snarled mounds of roses grown wild. Wicked thorns are dark under the starlit sky, but she is simply one more shadow as her feet tread soundlessly over forgotten paths. Nothing in this place can touch her, almost. #WipSnips

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Lucy Ashwood she/her🌈 @lucyashwood.bsky.social · 21/07/2026

She pretended she did not see the Violangs, with their shiny black wings. The Violang became angry when she ignored them. They flew around her whipping their long scaled tails and scream. Kate pretended not to hear them scream, but they sounded like dying rabbits. #WildWalkPrompt

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Lucy Ashwood she/her🌈 @lucyashwood.bsky.social · 21/07/2026

My parents may have scoffed at the board, but it was smaller than the average talking board, which made it ideal for using alone. I suspected that my sister knew that, and it probably was a factor in her choice. Once I had the board balanced, I rested my fingers lightly on the planchet. #Vss365

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Lucy Ashwood she/her🌈 @lucyashwood.bsky.social · 21/07/2026

I looked down at the dog, “HP,” I said to the dog, “Behave and let Kate do her magic.” The dog yipped and wagged his tail. I glanced at Kyle a little chagrined at talking to a dog. But he seemed unfazed by me talking to a dog. #WipSnips

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Lucy Ashwood she/her🌈 @lucyashwood.bsky.social · 21/07/2026

“It will be ok, Aster,” Rion was saying. “We knew we were pushing our stay at the Concourse. It is always just a matter of time before your family finds us.” She couldn’t make out Aster’s reply, muffled as it was by Rion’s chest. Alice stretched slowly, not wanting to eavesdrop. #InkMine

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Lucy Ashwood she/her🌈 @lucyashwood.bsky.social · 14/07/2026

Casey leaned forward unlacing her boots before kicking them into the corner. The smell of cigarettes and coffee had bled through her clothes and hair. She flipped on the small radio next to the bed, scattering a pile of CDs to the floor in the process. #WildWalkPrompt

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Lucy Ashwood she/her🌈 @lucyashwood.bsky.social · 14/07/2026

The detective found herself in a tea house, which unlike the Liquid Lounge wasn’t crowded. It was surprisingly empty for a storm night. Almost suspiciously empty. Her com was still buzzing about the storm, so she couldn’t leave the shop and find somewhere with more people. #WipSnips

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Lucy Ashwood she/her🌈 @lucyashwood.bsky.social · 14/07/2026

With only the single candle flame, the animals took on horrific shapes. They loomed in the darkness, with only the occasional flash of a tooth or claw or wing. She stepped gingerly onto the platform, feeling it give slightly, and walked around the carousel. #InkMine

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Lucy Ashwood she/her🌈 @lucyashwood.bsky.social · 14/07/2026

She scanned the document, but nothing jumped out at first. It was what she would expect to find on any terraforming mission, and she knew terraforming. Before she was a Tower Princess, she’d been a lead researcher on the Tethys project. At least until she’d woken up in the Tower. #BookishTuesday

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Lucy Ashwood she/her🌈 @lucyashwood.bsky.social · 05/07/2026

I pulled my best wide-eyed, swooning southern belle imitation, “Oh Travis, you’re just so dreamy.” I said in a terrible southern accent. Jenny broke into giggles. “I so didn’t do that.” She glared at me for a moment, “Did I?” I held up my fingers, mimicking an inch. #Vss365

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Lucy Ashwood she/her🌈 @lucyashwood.bsky.social · 05/07/2026

Kit stopped the drink cart and bought a coffee before moving toward the agreed-upon bench. She scanned the people in the park, wondering if, like her, Joanna had decided to arrive early. She wasn’t sure what the woman looked like, all of her social media was locked down #WipSnips

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Lucy Ashwood she/her🌈 @lucyashwood.bsky.social · 03/07/2026

The leader of the hunt stepped out of the mists “Can you name me, witch?” I stared at him with his hunter’s horn and gleaming bow. I did not know if naming him would save or condemn me. Fey lore was an amalgam of myth, fairy tale, and lies, but I did know his name. #Penstricken‬

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Lucy Ashwood she/her🌈 @lucyashwood.bsky.social · 03/07/2026

They both jumped when a security guard knocked on the window and pointed at the 5 Minute Unloading/Loading sign. Victoria grabbed her backpack and slid the necklace into her pocket. “I’ll see you in 6 months.” She hugged her friend one more time, “Don’t forget to send your postcards.” #WIPSnips

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Jason H. Abbott @jason-h-abbott.bsky.social · 02/07/2026

“Reconnaissance and Sabotage” Art by me for July’s upcoming #SciFanSat issue and its theme of COMBAT! Authors, 14 days remain until submissions are due on July 16th. Full details are on our landing page at scifansat.com/landing.html! #SFF #AmWritingScifi #AmWritingFantasy #WritingPrompts

A science fiction illustration depicting a scrappy trio of resistance fighters on a dirt trail in a forested environment.

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Lucy Ashwood she/her🌈 @lucyashwood.bsky.social · 03/07/2026

“Leaving already?” He asked. Julia let her eyes travel over him, knowing that her appraisal was obvious. “Want to join me for a drink?” Nick nodded, I'll get my coat.” She led him back to her house, not bothering to hide her magic as she flicked the wards away. #Vss365

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Lucy Ashwood she/her🌈 @lucyashwood.bsky.social · 03/07/2026

“So young witch,” he glanced at the rainbow, “How do you like leprechauns now?” Julia pulled her eyes away from the rainbow and back to him. He didn’t look annoyed anymore. “I owe you an apology,” she answered, contrite. And then she gave him a sultry smile, “Can I make it up to you?” #VssMagic

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Lucy Ashwood she/her🌈 @lucyashwood.bsky.social · 27/06/2026

My mom nodded turning back to me. “The Fox girls didn’t have your technology, but they’ve watched progress. They say you have to focus on the ‘now’ when you are taking pictures.” I rolled my eyes. “The ‘now’” I waved my hand at the photos, “I’m in the ‘now’ whenever I take pictures.” #WIPSnips

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Lucy Ashwood she/her🌈 @lucyashwood.bsky.social · 22/06/2026

"Is it that late already?" Jack looked at his watch, 1:15AM, "We could go somewhere else." He offered, hopeful. She shook her head and the bells she'd braided into it chime, "No, I have to go." "Want me to walk you home?" She laughed and put on her jacket. "I'm not going far." #WipSnips

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Lucy Ashwood she/her🌈 @lucyashwood.bsky.social · 22/06/2026

I was on the right side of tipsy to decide to try calling someone. Edison’s design included a rotatory dial; granted, it lacked numbers and had a series of occult symbols etched into the plate. I watched as the dial finished each rotation, before picking up the earpiece and listening. #2WordPrompt

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Lucy Ashwood she/her🌈 @lucyashwood.bsky.social · 22/06/2026

Setch poured the herbs into a stone jar, and started on the next batch. She did hope Itz, the lesser god of punishments, would curse Este for her sacrilege. And it is sacrilege, Setch thought, nothing created by Zel would manipulate emotions like that. #Vss365

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