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|I DO NOT SUPPORT AI CONTENT| The public BlueSky for Twitch Streamer, Papadjinn. Artist and Writer, currently querying my novel as well as drafting it's sequel. My sugar-bomb @psprincess.bsky.social ~
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Man, last week Tok was going for a jog in the woods. Now people expect him to fight in a war and lead people?! He's not even qualified to be a barista! I do not know that the True Mother is thinking!!
'A Sword in the Snow'

#UnhingedPit #A #F #Q
papadjinn.bsky.social
It's well articulated here, no notes honestly. I'm just a sucker for babies.
papadjinn.bsky.social
Honestly, when I wrote that line I KNEW I was cooking ✍🏾. I honestly wish I was around for that reaction. That is exactly what I'm going for.
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Eh, everyone can't be a delight to be around. I don't even blame her.
papadjinn.bsky.social
Those are some painful examples.
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tarasgeir.bsky.social
From a short story about a woman searching for her missing son. Hazel's search leads her to back to the convent she gave birth in. Warning, this one's rather dark. #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts
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smoking-gnu.bsky.social
G'morning #WIPSnips. Today's snip comes from TLC, who's writing has basically stalled at this point.
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“Earth would be your home? And who is ‘we’?” Rondu asks.
“Yes, Earth is my home. We are Humans, and until yesterday, when I was abducted by aliens, most humans thought we were alone in the universe.”
“Kowellians again,” Driona comments from the side.
“Oh, I see. Jokesters. And this is how you ended up here?”
“Sorta. They put me in this pod-“
“Hibernation pod,” Driona added helpfully.
“Yeah, that, just as a bunch of uniformed people burst into the room and arrest them. Then I wake up surrounded by aliens and I just ran. Then Driona here finds me, stabs me with a needle so I can actually understand what’s being said and finds that I’m missing some sort of implant?”
“No Identag and no translation nanites? You truly are a virgin race. There are no set non-interference laws, but meddling with species like yours is frowned upon. But that does not answer the question of why you are here, Jennifer. Driona, would you care to explain? Dropping her off with the authorities would have been so much easier without risking a flight in that deathtrap of yours, and would get her home eventually,” Rondu says and turns back towards Driona. I’d be lying if I say I wasn’t relieved.
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jundlife.bsky.social
Making plans...among other things.
From "Endlings"
#WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts #WIPSnips
Using me again? 
You never complain.
He turned her cheek towards him, kissing her again. He had known her so long he almost did not need to use his talents to read her mind. She cared for him, but did not trust him one bit. Vayen could respect that, he always did like people who were smart.
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kleighdiaz.bsky.social
#WIPSnips | to care for ✨vibes

Toying with various characters in my post-apocalyptic #WIP having complicated relationships w/ religion.

Here's a bit from Lennie's mom. Reflections on motherhood in the apocalypse.

#WritingCommunity #WriteSky #amwriting
Writing snippet: They’d warned her. They said things were falling, fast. Food running out. They said, let us be the last generation. They said, why would you invite such pain? Having a child was like setting your heart on the doorstep and waiting for the boot to drop, but that wasn't right. 

That would've been a quick demise.

No, having a child in this world meant baring your open chest to the elements and hoping they left you something intact, cracking open the ribs and watching the sinew stretch and snap.

But spare me my child, she prayed to the dark. Make me your example instead. Splay me wide on a table. I am Abraham's son—take me to the land of Moriah. Split my chest. Reach in.

Here I am.
papadjinn.bsky.social
If you go down your media tab they'll be in the correct order though. Small blessings and all that~
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sagetgreene.bsky.social
"care"

CW: adult content

Just realized that all 3 of this week's Erryn/Rolfe snips are pieces of the same scene, and they're being presented exactly backward 🙃

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Rolfe yanked at Erryn’s undershirt, and the kiss was broken just long enough to remove it. He felt Erryn’s lean body, smooth and lithe. Rolfe’s hands were broad and warm, and softer than one would expect for his line of work. Erryn pulled Rolfe’s shirt up and over his head, and both garments were discarded carelessly on the floor. Rolfe moved forward, pressing Erryn against the wall and kissing him deeply. Erryn may have stood taller than Rolfe, but he felt diminutive and malleable in Rolfe’s care.
papadjinn.bsky.social
I'd like to believe, even at humanity's lowest point, having a child would be a mark of hope and not of despair.
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#WIPSnips "care" from Fight or Flight

It really *is* a monkey suit…
Ebook screenshot from Fight or Flight: 
"The soldier nodded, then, and stepped out of the small storeroom, leaving me alone to change. I took a look over the costume briefly, first. It had a hole in the pants. For a tail. It really was a monkey suit.

  I started to shuck off my coveralls, moving quickly, but I was interrupted by a sharp rap on the door.

  “You finished yet?”

  “I- not yet, Sir!” I clutched my half-removed clothing to myself. “I- just being careful as I don’t want to- to dirty this nice costume, Sir!”

  “I already told you not to call me that!” He sounded angry, but they usually sounded angry. “And why should I care if you get it dirty? You’re supposed to be dirty. Why’d you think I went and got a coalboy, eh? Are you simple or do you just enjoy making your betters angry? The Fairy Princess wants a cabin boy, we’ll give ‘er that, sure, but it won’t be pretty. It’ll be you, instead.”"
papadjinn.bsky.social
Becky is killing me. The objectification of a dead person, by calling them a thing, and comparing them to pests is crazy lol.
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charliedeltawrites.bsky.social
October 15th – care

Today we are in Anthropomorphic, my urban fantasy.

Ray is making some discreet inquiries about a dead man found in his hotel room.

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“Somebody died in there, Becky. You act like you don’t even care.”
	Becky squirmed. She really didn’t seem to care much. “We don’t have time for this, Alice. If people get back from dinner before we finish…”
	“Can you do 304 for me, please?” Alice grabbed her hand, eyes imploring.
	“I have my own rooms to finish.”
	Becky glanced at the nearest door, then looked at the towels in her hands. She was looking for a way out of this conversation. This was probably a good moment for me to jump in. 
	I turned the corner and approached them. “Somebody died here?” I tried to keep my tone light. Idle curiosity, nothing more.
	Alice looked up, pleased that there was someone other than Becky for her to talk to. She was probably hoping that I would be sympathetic. If it got her talking, I would feel however she wanted. 	Alice nodded tearfully. “I found him. In his room.”
	“Oh my God, how terrible for you,” I gasped, trying to be appropriately shocked by the revelation. “I can’t imagine what that would be like! To see someone dead like that.”
	“Don’t you see dead stuff, like, all the time?” Becky looked pointedly at my exterminator’s logo.
	I was getting the impression that Becky was a bit of a jerk .
	“Not people!” I lied. “That’s too horrible!”
papadjinn.bsky.social
I do like the focus on the music. Music had a way of penetrating the soul, whether you have one or not~
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sayaashrah.bsky.social
#WIPSnips 15. "Care"

Easier said than done, dear daughter...

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Scanning the beach, Askaly spotted another lonely figure, another solitary Lin Kuei, or at least former Lin Kuei: Xiuying, sitting on the sand with her headphones on. She looked almost… happy there, or at least not possessed by her usual scowl, and Askaly wondered what song had the power to transport the sullen cryomancer to another dimension.
And what does it even matter? She doesn’t care about you, you don’t care about her.
papadjinn.bsky.social
I'm glad to hear it. Pain like that needs confidants.
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eliwoodsgheist.com
Happy #WIPSnips 15 - Care!

From RETURN TO BLUDEYE BEACH. After accidentally falling asleep and spending the night at her boyfriend's apartment, Edie, 25 years old, has concerns here thay say a lot more about her than her dad; Teddy hasn't shown much concern about her comings and goings.
    “I gotta get home,” Edie said, scrambling to her feet. “My dad’s gonna kill me.”
	Milo stood up with her, letting her hold on to him for balance as she shoved on her shoes, his forehead furrowing.
    “But…would he?” Milo asked. “Be upset you stayed out, I mean?” Edie had to pause to think about that.
	“Maybe not,” she admitted, her mind slowly clearing away the rush of panic. “I let him know I was gonna be here, but not that…you know, I’d spend the night.” 
	“Would he really care that you did?” 
	“I’m not sure? He wasn’t around when that would’ve been a big deal. But I never stayed out when I was living with my mom. I was a well behaved kid. I saved all my bad behaviors for when I moved out of the house.”
	“Sounds like you should be making up for lost time,” Milo teased. “Wanna do some drugs later?”
	“Ha, ha.”
papadjinn.bsky.social
The grind is real, plus I'm glad for the solidarity. I be feeling like I'm going crazy!
papadjinn.bsky.social
For me, I think you nailed it. His pain doesn't seem cartoony or fake nonchalant. It's just the right level of suffering and awareness.
papadjinn.bsky.social
Even though Niarith pulled back, I noticed she didn't answer her own question. Hopefully she can get these feelings off of her chest and not be swallowed up by them.
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abdicatedblood.bsky.social
#WIPSnips
CW: Suicidal ideation
Niarith is having a bad time...
(Excerpt from FHSD Book 4: Stand Tall and Shatter)
She stared out across the glowing cityscape of Zoridian VIc, a city full of people who now believed her and the rest of the IIF to be murderous war criminals with no care for anyone but themselves. In just one transmission, _ had done more damage to the IIF’s credibility than five years of FIC propaganda. The council had lost a member, and now she and Lolanene were at odds. It was all coming apart all at once. 

Niarith walked to the edge of the rooftop, feeling the upward breeze from below. She stared down at the thinning crowds in the dim evening light. She wondered why she shouldn’t just lean forward and let herself just fall. The building was ten stories tall, easily enough to kill her. Just one small effort, and all these problems were gone. One small effort and _. One small effort… and the IIF Command Council would lose another member. Their standing would deteriorate even further. The entire war could be lost. 

Niarith stepped back from the edge. She turned, descended the metal staircase to the street and went inside.