🍃sage🍃

That’s the spirit 💪

oh wow. I was joking about it but I DO have a point where Sebastian has an unmitigated good time. gasp.

‘Hi, brother. I hope you’re not too angry with me. But if you are, well, I can understand…’ There, on the screen, was Ezekiel’s face. His deep eyes, obscured with an infinite sadness, slightly unfocused, because with the amount of light around him, surely he could barely see more than darkened blotches. His fidgeting with the camera placed in front of him, the screen shaking, until he appeared somewhat satisfied with the device’s position. His contrite smile, just like when he was a child caught doing mischief, yet betraying the tiniest hint of pain. The video must have been recorded a few weeks or even months ago, against the backdrop of one of the walls in his studio, for Zeke clearly wore summer clothes, a basic white T-Shirt exposing the tattoos on his pale arms and the small Yang pendant at his neck. In a reflex, Dan’s hand flew to his own throat, where its Yin counterpart hung. The tiny dot of darkness existing in Ezekiel’s immense light; the tiny dot of light remaining in Dan’s vast darkness. Their very own reminders. The creature currently known as Daniel Rook was used to standing at the top—an apex predator, a child of the night, a shadow able to kill with the flick of a finger when he so wanted, fangs and claws dripping with the fresh blood of both prey and enemies. But in that very moment, seeing that face, hearing that voice, stunned him so much that he had to pause the video and stay there, hunched in his armchair, not even knowing when he had started hugging himself. Not daring to click the Play button again. Yet at the same time, devoured with the deepest yearning to hear his twin’s voice.

"Position"
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Context: Dan has received the video files Ezekiel recorded for him over the past few months, and is now watching the first one. (These files are so far his only hints as to what exactly put his twin brother in a coma.)

It’s hard to take a compliment when you’re wildly entangled with the woman who ruined your life (half credit). Especially when it’s from your work nemesis.

#WIPSnips "position"
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This is also his SALTIEST LANGUAGE outside the bedroom

First of all this is the rudest thing this man has EVER done in his adult life 😂

But he did not KNOW she could SING??

Oh yeah this is a great point too!

You’re so good at these 😂

TFW you’re obsessed with your date, and you’re THISCLOSE to getting the point you’ve been missing

#WIPSnips “confident”

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From my newsletter experience in my other job it’s probably better to unsubscribe if you’re never going to open them! Email servers track this behavior and if too many subscribers aren’t “engaged” (opening the mail, clicking links in it etc) then places like gmail think spam for all, not just you!

No new pictures. Where are you at mentally.

The #WIPSnips words for February 2nd through February 8th. February 2nd - perish; February 3rd - confident; February 4th - position; February 5th - except; February 6th - sixth; February 7th - redeem; February 8th - airport.

The #WIPSnips words for February 2nd through February 8th are here!

Just a few reminders:

Synonyms, variations and ✨vibes✨ are fine
Use Alt Text on Graphics
Use Trigger/Content warnings when necessary
Don't be a jerk!

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Angeliz - @kjetll 's OC. A cyberpunk-style girl with white eyes and hair. Her head is slightly tilted to the left and her hand is resting on her right chest, revealing mechanical fingers and a tattoo on her cleavage. She wears a black kimono with gold and silver details, a black leather corset, and several leather and silver necklaces. Her hair is pulled back with two silver rods. A black crow is cawing on her right shoulder. Shards of glass fly across the scene, and right at the opening of the crow's beak is a bullet hole in the wall.

⚫ 𝗔 𝗻 𝗴 𝗲 𝗹 𝗶 𝘇

@kjetll.bsky.social 's OC

Prize from my 9k art giveaway

#art #oc #ocsky

No new pictures. Where are you at mentally.

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Good evening/morning #MiseryPit pitchers! 🕵️
This is a reminder that the event runs for 24 hours until midnight February 1! So lots of time to refine, edit, and work on those pitches!

Happy pitching!

#booksky #WritingCommunity #authors #mystery #thriller #truecrime #pitchevent

Thank you! I’ve shared a few more snippets but they’re somewhat buried under yesterday’s pitch reshares 😅

If he closed his eyes, Dan could still picture Lily’s beaming smile, her little hands holding out a bunch of wild flowers, already half wilted, that she had picked for him earlier on in the day. He could still recall the passion and excitement in Douglas’s voice as the boy told them all about his books with engravings of plants. The different zeal in both their voices, too, when they announced they were going to join the Resistance in France, whether their father and uncle liked it or not; and that was the last time he had spoken to them, and twenty, thirty, fourty years later, there he still had been, trying to find out what had happened and where their bodies laid, still trying when Ezekiel himself had given up, because if even a Temporis mage was unable to figure it out, then didn’t it mean nobody could? Still trying, because the shadows in his blood wouldn’t let him stop. Only the Red Forest had managed to put an end to it, by almost ending him instead.

The one and only instance of "zeal" in my works (and that's only after editing to avoid repeating "passion" 😅)
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Context: Dan remembering his niece and nephew, who died in mysterious circumstances. 😢

WIPSnips a bluesky writing community tag February 1 - zeal Share a line from your WIP with the daily word for inspiration Use #WIPSnips. Don't forget Alt Text for graphics Synonyms, variation and vibes are fine. Support others on the #WIPSnips tag! Hosted by rosie-j-potter.bsky.social The image behind the text is a border that is dark blue with gold stars with a black background with neon blue border. An illustrated caticorn holding a pencil and writing in a book with a rose behind one ear is in the lower right corner. A different version of the same illustrated caticorn is curled up writing in the lower left corner.

The #WIPSnips word for February 1st is "zeal"

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God I feel like a broken record here but pitch events are so FUN. thank you to the people that host them. To the people that participate!

I love the challenge of fitting hooks into 300 characters! I love reading about everyone’s incredible projects!

The background of a cypress swamp is covered by a gold disc, and the silhouette of a man standing before it on the upper half of the promo, with the author's name centered and at the very top, stating: revon m. castillo. On the lower half of the image, the lines of weeping willow trees on either side sweep inwards towards the title: Alligator Boy, as well as summary of the genres/themes, listed as: southern gothic, adult romance, bloody horror, queer revenge.

The background of a cypress swamp is covered by a gold disc in the upper half of the promo, with the author's name centered and at the very top, stating: revon m. castillo, as well as the title of the book, Alligator Boy. Below it, reads: tw: transphobia. On the lower half of the image, the lines of weeping willow trees on either side sweep inwards. It is covered then by black grunge paper on low opacity to allow the white text to come through that reads: There's never anything to watch on the television anymore. Since the electrical fire at the electronic store burnt the place down to a fine crisp, Kross and his mother haven't bothered to get another TV satellite. They once had plans to. But after they found their original satellite dish broken and vandalized on their front porch, they both came to a quiet agreement that it wasn't worth the hassle. While they never exchanged words, Kross could still remember the way his mother pointedly ignored the spray painted word tr*nny smeared across the remaining, intact pieces of it. It wasn't worth the trouble to get a new one then, or now.

The background of a cypress swamp is covered by a gold disc in the upper half of the promo, with the author's name centered and at the very top, stating: revon m. castillo, as well as the title of the book, Alligator Boy. Below it, reads: tropes & themes. On the lower half of the image, the lines of weeping willow trees on either side sweep inwards. It is covered then by black grunge paper on low opacity to allow the white text to come through that reads: m/m romance / trans man mc x cis(?) gay LI (love interest), mental health rep & overcoming agoraphobia, revenge against abusers, POC leads & plus size MC, transition through monstrous means, queer rage & queer gore, bloody happily ever after, swamp is alive, hot kinky sex.

ALLIGATOR BOY

To avoid the past, Kross tries not to leave his house unless beckoned by the charming and mysterious Malik, his paramour. When one call leaves him stumbling into every face he's avoided, Kross finds himself unearthing secrets the swamp itself can't bury.

#questpit #w #rf #e #h #a #dr

Open journal or diary on wooden surface in dramatic shaft of light, pages visible.

WHERE ECHOES WAIT #W #A #H #LF

Explores gaslighting and female rage through inherited houses, ancient covenants and unreliable records.

A narrator whose certainty becomes the most frightening thing of all.

The house has always needed someone. This time, it chose her.

#QuestPit

Mood board for Sage owen’s untitled Christmas romance novel. Includes a dark haired woman, a man in a cowboy hat, snowy small town countryside scenes, a holiday market, a piano and acoustic guitar, a woman cuddling a golden retriever, and a close up of a man and a woman’a hands loosely entwined.

Photo of an excerpt from sage owen’s untitled holiday romance WIP. Text reads: The enormity washed over her again. Lark pressed palms to her face. "What did you do, Neil?" "I just told a reporter friend-under condition of anonymity," he winked like that should fucking matter, "—that there was a story there! There's no way it'll come back to you." "It already has! I got a call from Marshall promising me legal action for breaking my NDA!" "But you didn't do it." He sounded smug, like he'd found a magic loophole. "Guess what! If my boyfriend knew it, then I obviously did break my NDA!" which was frustrating because she'd never told Neil or anyone else, but he was smart enough to realize songs he'd heard her practicing in the apartment eventually became international hits over the last year, and she'd been singing them before the album came out. The problem wasn't that she thought he wouldn't notice. The problem was she'd thought he loved her enough to keep his mouth shut. The problem was she'd been stupid and trusting.

Lark is at rock bottom. Betrayed, career in ruins, lying to everyone she loves… and the holiday market she’s working keeps running her into a man who smiles like he’s never met a problem.

🎄holiday romance
🔥 slow burn
🤫 secrets
😒🤠 grumpy/sunshine
🏘 small town
🌶reluctant chemistry
#QuestPit #w #a #r

Heck yeah 💪 working my ass off to live up to my comps

Thank you!

YES Finn is SO MESSY. he has so many feelings! Discovers demisexuality? Discovers he is bisexual? And fumbles his crush along the way 😭

Moodboard for Sage Owen’s rugby romance novel WIP (tentatively titled The Re-Try). It features 7 images including anonymous men playing rugby, a tidy blond man in a collared dress shirt, Belfast at sunset, two cocktails on a moodily lit bar, and two men’s hands entwined on white hotel sheets.

Finn’s life is a mess off the rugby pitch. Then a hookup he ghosted arrives at training camp with the clout to wreck his career, so it’s a mess everywhere, actually.

Heated Rivary x Ted Lasso

🌈 bi/demi rep
🥺 messy feelings
🎤 mm athlete x journalist
🏉 your crush? At WORK?
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Mood board for the book The Final Chapter: Halloween candy, white and black cat, blonde girl in flannel with a pumpkin, crime scene tape, murder board, Harley Quinn, police car, books with a single light bulb hanging down.

QUEER NANCY DREW
17-yr-old Emmie has the coolest job at an indie bookstore with her sapphic crush, but when her archenemy dies during her mom’s book event, all eyes are turned towards her. She needs to get her life back & not get killed in the process.
#Questpit #Q #YA #MY #LGBT

It’s a wild and illogical and disingenuous leap! Phenomenally brain rot behavior from people who can’t understand author ≠ narrator and fiction ≠ endorsement

Right! Idk how we are like a century into horror movies allowing people to experience and confront fear from the safety of their couches and people can’t extend that same logic to dark romance and unsavory things in literature.

This collage is gorgeous too!