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Jan Karlsson
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Watty Award winner 2021, 6x shortlisted. Ambys Award winner 2024 & 2x 2023. 4x ONC Award shortlisted. Writer (🤔).

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Jan Karlsson @jangoeswriting.bsky.social · Oct 18
Here are the links to all my writing profiles.
I like to think there’s something for everybody here, in most genres.

Take a look!

Wattpad: www.wattpad.com/user/JanGoes...
Jan Karlsson (@JanGoesWriting) - Wattpad
[Wattys 2021 Winner, Sci-Fi Category - "Foston Slacks - Time's Flies"] [Wattys 2024 Shortlist - "Foston Slacks - Good's Intentions"] [Watty...
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daletudgehumor.bsky.social
The ideal husband applies #chivalrous conduct sparingly—for the man who bankrupts himself on cloaks for puddles has demonstrated, through that very extravagance, his unsuitability for the position he sought to secure.

#vss365 #prose #poetry #writing #vss #emoetry #whistpr #inkmine
daletudgehumor.bsky.social Dale Tudge? Humor! @daletudgehumor.bsky.social · 1h
Lord Goring would approve of this, being Lord Goring. But being Lord Goring, he might note that true #chivalry lies in the appearance of sacrifice—and that borrowed finery, ideally, makes the #chivalrous gesture considerably more elegant.

#vss365 #writing #wilde #reading #booksky
daletudgehumor.bsky.social Dale Tudge? Humor! @daletudgehumor.bsky.social · 2h
The #chivalrous gentleman lays a velvet-collared overcoat upon the muddy thoroughfare, that the lady might pass without besmirching her hem.

"Sir, you sacrifice your finery for my passage."

"A trifling matter, madam—the merest nothing—pray, do not speak of it—it is not my coat."

#vss365 #prose
December 3, 2025 at 6:57 PM
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fractalpatter.bsky.social
We must remember:

#poem #poetry #poetrycommunity #writing

Inspired by some of today's #prompts and the subject line of a mass email I got today. ;)

#emoetry #scared
#vss365 #chivalrous
#firewords280 #plucked #wolfsbane
#retroartprompt #enchanted
#blueskyrelay #age
#wilkwalkprompt #weed
#WriteSky
We must remember: we are not the crazy ones. This enchanted age of gilded shit isn’t chivalrous, it’s glum. It harkens pens to remember when we thought this shit was done. But we’re in an age of scared dead rage and it’s plucked wolfsbane we’ve won: that poisonous weed of temptation and greed. But we’re not the crazy ones.
December 3, 2025 at 6:56 PM
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bfowler.bsky.social
The most #chivalrous man he had ever met taught him how to lie without blinking, how to kill without shaking, and how to smile as if he was still innocent. #vss365
December 3, 2025 at 6:20 PM
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mariaaperezauthor.bsky.social
The door flew off its hinges, striking Tony and rendering him unconscious. Montor stood in the doorway, armed with a phaser rifle, like my #chivalrous knight in shining armor…I thought.

But instead of rushing to my rescue, he just strolled in.
"What is going on here?"

#vss365
December 3, 2025 at 6:16 PM
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zeheal.bsky.social
"I can and will Lierin, the shop was a failure. I own the deed, and I put you in charge to work here. There is nothing to be done about it, I've made up my mind." Everit's tone was absolute. There was no changing his mind.

#writesky #writingcommunity #wip #wipwednesday #writingprompts #fantasy
December 3, 2025 at 6:32 PM
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graptopetalum.bsky.social
#WIPSnips December 3 dominant
Police captain, Hildru and police mage, Screld have brought detective Lumdar to see evidence relating to a cold case: Niscreldin, the apparent son of the victim.
From "Tales of Midbar: Ghost Mage" - www.inkitt.com/stories/632029
Background: The face of a teenage boy of South Asian appearance. Behind him is a steep chasm with a city and lakes at the bottom. "You're lying!" shouted Lumdar. "The Genome Detective says he's her son!" I shouted at Lumdar, who looked pretty terrified. One hand was half raised with a ring on one finger, which I was pretty sure was an artifact weapon. "Are you going to argue with that?" It occurred to me that Niscreldin might be a construct but Lumdar didn't need to know they had constructs. "My father," Niscreldin said calmly, "well before he was my father, persuaded her not to stay in an abusive situation." A lot of people around seemed to be getting out magic detectors. "No!" shouted Lumdar, backing away and waving his ring finger. "Don't listen to anything he says!" Then he spun round and started running back towards the car park like a lunatic. "Should somebody stop him?" asked Printorac, who was standing nearby with his monocle in. Eleprin stood beside him with glasses on. Yeah, not a mage, really! "Has he committed a crime?" I asked. I turned to Niscreldin. "Any idea what that was about?" "No," said Niscreldin. "He was convinced your mother was murdered by her father, step-mother and brother but clearly she wasn't," I said. "She's still alive," said Nisceldin, putting his arms out to his sides. "Perhaps this has something to do with her inheritance." "You've got six fingers on this hand," said Screld, taking hold of Niscreldian's left hand. "My mother's a polydactyl faharni," said Niscreldin, "the polydactylism allele's dominant. I'd have thought a faharni would know that!"
December 3, 2025 at 6:51 PM
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miwwdu-sitsom.bsky.social
#WIPSnips 'dominant'

#TheDragonblood: I'm just sharing a shorter bit of a scene I posted a week ago, 'cause that's what I've got.

Felix witnesses a change in Kalaidaskeup's aura as they switch fronters. (Alios is a temporary name.)

#WriteSky #WritingPrompts #WritingCommunity
“Kalai told me Aimetor contacted them in the Land of Souls last night, and asked us to pick them up,” Alios says. “I will ask Kalai if they want to see you.” There’s a pause. “Kalai will greet you in Nemorian,” Alios tells me. “They do not like that I used the gods’ language profanely.” The dominant resonance in Kalaidaskeup’s aura quiets down, while another takes its place. “Ai vissā ezmi,” Kalai says. I respond with the same Nemorian greeting as before, this time directed at the correct recipient. “Er… who else is here?” I ask, not really sure how to phrase my question. I count at least seven different overlapping melodies in their aura, and I’ve only been introduced to two of them. The rest of them all have names. I forget most of them almost as soon as I learn them. But I recognise Iubiugra, the one Aimetor said they went to for help scrying.
December 3, 2025 at 6:43 PM
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melaradark.bsky.social
bsky.app/profile/wips...

#Wipsnips

From Scarlett:

“Quite a few things, actually. Medicines and new medical techniques, various technologies. Predominantly in this facility, we research ways to help a very particular individual, and provide that help to this individual when needed.”
wipsnips.bsky.social ✨#WIPSnips✨ A Daily Writing Share Tag @wipsnips.bsky.social · 2d
I cannot believe I'm posting words for the first week of December, but here we are.

The #WIPSnips words for December 1st through December 7th are here!

#WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts
The #WIPSnips words for December 1st through December 7th. December 1 - belong; December 2 - percent; December 3- dominant; December 4 - city; December 5 - screen; December 6 - hook; December 7 - empty.
December 3, 2025 at 6:22 PM
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racthoh.bsky.social
#WIPSnips Dominant. We are introduced the the leader of the elves, Anor.

Text in the alt.

#WritingCommunity #WriteSky
Anor was as I remembered him. His hair was a flowing blonde, likely washed on the strictest of schedules, his body shielded by a brilliant azure mail, and his voice as commanding and dominant as ever. He was always destined to lead our people, to reassure us that Anthor’s beauty would return one day. It worked. As he stood before me, I felt calmer, relaxed. Soothing feelings I had long forgotten. The only Monarch of Anthor that I had ever known. Yet every attribute of him suggested he did nothing more than command from behind the comfort of a barred door, as Anthor had not known war since my departure. No scars upon his face, dirt absent from his soft hands and fingernails, and only a suggestion of mud underneath his boots.
December 3, 2025 at 6:18 PM
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licoricemint.bsky.social
#WIPSnips #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts #lesfic #sapphic #QueerWriters #LicoriceAndMint

From One Bad Tuesday: Ch 8 - The Ties That Bind (coming soon)

archiveofourown.org/series/3436765
She swatted it away. "Gimme your knife, fuckface, and get in the car. Time to carve you up." She grinned again, and this time the smile was distinctly feral. Victor gave a sigh of relief as she scampered on to some dirty mats, taking off what few clothes she had on. He closed the van door, stripping out of his own clothing, kneeling before his sister, as she teased his dick with the tip of the hunting knife. He closed his eyes as their ritual began, and the knife dug into his collar bone. She’s still here. It's her. He didn’t take her. I’ll never let anyone take her away.
December 3, 2025 at 6:18 PM
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drkimiww.bsky.social
Pt324
Fear was #dominant in Essie’s mind as Neña’s niece by marriage followed her directions as leader of this women’s sweat & shut the “door.” Calling it a door was #chivalrous. It was a canvas flap. Neña’s voice was somehow both strong & soft in the dark, instructing newcomers.
#vss365 #WIPSnips
December 3, 2025 at 6:15 PM
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extraspecialbitter.bsky.social
chivalry is dead
and everyone
is an enemy
#vss365
December 3, 2025 at 5:33 PM
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dmiddleham.bsky.social
delicacy
a zephyr caress
from cheekbone to chin

a #chivalrous touch
for a porcelain intimacy

lips pressed
petal soft

but
ask me to kiss you harder

let your feral resonance
stir me

i will be your fever

your mirror

the sting and the balm

every facet
of your desire

#vss365
December 3, 2025 at 5:27 PM
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danj72.bsky.social
The moon steadily discards its tendency for #chivalrous behaviour as it becomes more full of itself
But pride will overwhelm it
Leading to a loss of face

#Vss365

December 3rd 2025

#Photography
December 3, 2025 at 5:26 PM
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davidthedreamer.bsky.social
SENRYU 0432

Mother Earth whispers
calling chivalrous response—
while sentinels stand

Copyright David Hoffmann © 2025 - All Rights Reserved
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#senryu0432 #vss365 #prompt #chivalrous #ekphrastic #haiku #senryu #senryusunday #poem #poetry #poetrycommunity #writingcommunity
December 3, 2025 at 5:21 PM
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lagahoo.bsky.social
Then a smirk emerged
His chivalrous facade slipped
Exposing horrors
Masquerading as a man
Just waiting to pounce

#HaikuFeels #vss365 #DailyHaikuPrompt #HaikuSky #Poetry #MicroPoetry #PoetryCommunity #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts #BlueSkyPoets #WriteSky #Scrape #SkyPoets #HaikuCommunity
December 3, 2025 at 5:15 PM
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daletudgehumor.bsky.social
Lord Goring would approve of this, being Lord Goring. But being Lord Goring, he might note that true #chivalry lies in the appearance of sacrifice—and that borrowed finery, ideally, makes the #chivalrous gesture considerably more elegant.

#vss365 #writing #wilde #reading #booksky
daletudgehumor.bsky.social Dale Tudge? Humor! @daletudgehumor.bsky.social · 2h
The #chivalrous gentleman lays a velvet-collared overcoat upon the muddy thoroughfare, that the lady might pass without besmirching her hem.

"Sir, you sacrifice your finery for my passage."

"A trifling matter, madam—the merest nothing—pray, do not speak of it—it is not my coat."

#vss365 #prose
December 3, 2025 at 5:13 PM
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lagahoo.bsky.social
Chivalrous natures
Under intense scrutiny
Died scared and alone
Societies suspicions
Murdered decency

#Emoetry #vss365 #Haiku #HaikuSky #Poetry #MicroPoetry #PoetryCommunity #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts #BlueSkyPoets #WriteSky #Poem #3Lines #Scrape #SkyPoets #HaikuCommun
December 3, 2025 at 5:11 PM
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tristannuvola.com
how #chivalrous must one be
for a princess to treat their hair like rope?

#vss365 #micropoem
December 3, 2025 at 5:10 PM
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nikkismiling.bsky.social
In a world that mocks gentle men, he remained #chivalrous.
When the train lurched, he steadied her first. When rain slashed sideways, his coat became her shield. When words turned cruel online, he defended her without tagging himself.
Proof that chivalry just stopped asking for applause.
#vss365
a man with a beard is wearing a cowboy hat and holding a rifle .
ALT: a man with a beard is wearing a cowboy hat and holding a rifle .
media.tenor.com
December 3, 2025 at 5:06 PM
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docsavage88.bsky.social
#vss365 #chivalrous I have occasionally described myself as poor man's Galahad, because I never didn't show up when someone needed me. But there is a downside that sometimes goes unnoticed. What makes me capable of being useful also sometimes makes me a jerk. I hope it is a net positive.
December 3, 2025 at 4:37 PM
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aerynrudel.bsky.social
At #Chivalry is Dead, our zombies have been imbued with the courteous nobility of ages past. They will hold doors, carry packages, and stand vigil outside your home. They still eat living brains, sure, but only those of blackguards, ne'er-do-wells, and rapscallions.

#vss365 #microfiction
December 3, 2025 at 4:35 PM
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#vss365

'See, the problem with being #chivalrous is that you have to look knightly, and that cost money!
I tried shared investment, but that looked only half #chivalrous and not #suave at all.'
December 3, 2025 at 4:35 PM
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dmitrigheorgheni.bsky.social
#vss365 #chivalrous
My First Chivalry Picture Book Behold GODFREY DE BOUILLON, the perfect gentle knight of the First Crusade. 'Gentle' is doing a lot of heavy lifting here: it means he graduated from knight finishing school. Mostly he turned the Holy Land into a hellhole for fun and profit, while leaving the women at home to do the boring things like farming, food preservation, and the production of clothing and medicines. Here he is with his bros, knocking down some castle gate or other. Super chivalrous, was Godfrey. See DON QUIXOTE in action. Half a millennium has passed, but men are still dreaming of the glory days: when all a dude had to do to be cool was ride around on a horse wearing a tin suit and fight other dudes for pinks. Don Quixote got this way by too much media consumption: all those chivalric novels and courtly love songs went right to the old geezer's head. The next thing anybody knew, he was terrorizing this poor barber and calling his shaving bowl the 'Golden Helmet of Mambrino,' a clear precursor to an outline quest, if you ask me. This is KING ARTHUR, who was very chivalrous, even though his wife was messing around with his best friend. Actually, it's William Warder. Mr Warder was a porter at the docks on the Isle of Wight in 1874. It was a community project, you see: photographer Julia Margaret Cameron was helping her next-door neighbor, Lord Tennyson, with his book about knights and ladies. So Idylls of the King was acted out in their backyards. Which version of knighthood do you find most chivalrous? My vote goes to the cosplayers: dressing up beats starting wars.
December 3, 2025 at 4:33 PM
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daletudgehumor.bsky.social
The #chivalrous gentleman lays a velvet-collared overcoat upon the muddy thoroughfare, that the lady might pass without besmirching her hem.

"Sir, you sacrifice your finery for my passage."

"A trifling matter, madam—the merest nothing—pray, do not speak of it—it is not my coat."

#vss365 #prose
December 3, 2025 at 4:30 PM