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Sage T. Greene, Author

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📚🐈☕ I’m that friendly acquaintance from way back when—hope you’re doing well! I’m all about the vibes. I write whatever tickles my fancy, whenever my fancies are tickled. Website, books, socials & more! https://linktr.ee/sagetgreene

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Sage T. Greene, Author @sagetgreene.bsky.social · 5d

Thanks to everyone who liked my cover in the AllAuthor Cover of the Month Contest 🥰

Made it thru round 1, which was my main goal 😅

If u already voted, you're allowed to vote again in round 2! If u don't want to make an account, you can do the anon vote (see 2 at a time and pick ur fav each time)

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Sage T. Greene, Author @sagetgreene.bsky.social · 43m

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Adregem ཐིཋྀ @adregem.bsky.social · 3h

I've definitely used this one before but it beats "pushing the door" or "pushing through the crowd" #WIPSnips #WIP #AmWriting #WritingPrompts #Writers #Writing #Authors #WritingCommunity #WriteSky #FantasySky #Romantasy #AuthorSky #AmQuerying

Jahnari’s extra-large mushroom and olive pizza smells fabulous, and I kind of wish I’d also picked one up for myself.
I wonder if I take a slice out and push the other slices together if Jahnari will notice. Then I wonder how stupid I would have to be to try to trick a woman who lives in a house on chicken leg stilts.

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M.M. Rees @mm-rees.bsky.social · 2h

From my rewrite of The Oracle’s Journey, Emmelina's POV. Sorry I haven't been posting. Started a new job and it's taking some time to settle into a new routine.
#Romantasy #wipsnips #writesky #writingcommunity

Burning coals of betrayal kept me rolling in place on the bench, though Ozanna didn't make a sound. The air was stuffy and awful, so I cast the blanket provided on the carriage floor and tried so hard to ignore the itch in my feet and legs.
To distract myself, I closed my eyes and focused on listening. The forest was surprisingly loud once everyone settled. The drone of night insects, one call blending into the next, and on and on, roared in my ears. Frogs down by the stream sang and peeped in a chorus of amphibian rapture. But that made me want to dance, so I stretched my awareness further, listening to the breeze rattle and hiss through the trees. And when I pushed even farther, I heard another sound I couldn't identify. It might have been a lullaby or a hymn, but it drew me in so completely that I stopped hearing all other sounds.
My feet had never itched so badly before.

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PapaDjinn is querying @papadjinn.bsky.social · 2h

CW: Sexual Content
Push; this time I'll let the snip speak for itself
#WIPSnips #WritingCommunity #WriteSky #bvm #bipoc #amwriting #Fantasy #SFF

A blush and a shiver; a nod and she was his. The switch inside him was flipped, his senses sharpened and he focused every cell within his body. His mouth tasted her and Otalia shivered – his nose caught whiff of a scent and he followed. Down, down, down, his lips traveled below her breast, below her navel, he found that the fragrance lit his heart a blaze. Down, down, down – no he had missed it and although the sample of her supple thigh was divine the aroma is what drew him.

Up, up, slowly now and when her legs twitched, he knew that he had arrived. This precious oasis between his Otalia’s legs beckoned his instincts to the surface and without hesitation, he began to drink. The lord lapped, slowly at first, searching the delicate fruit for the flesh that would cause the juices to flow. A gasp from the lady made his ear flick and his tongue drew on the sensitive button that he had discovered. Deliberately now, with effort now, Tok pushed his hands into her thighs to adjust her posture to meet the moment.

“Mm, don’t you d-dare... slow down,” Otalia moaned out with more authority than Tok would have imagined.

The lord could feel his lady losing control and yet her pride – or her arrogance, of which one he could not decide – led her to command his actions; fortunately, he was in the mood to acquiesce. The more that he teased, the more that he was rewarded with her scent and her nectar and he lapped it up gratefully. It was true now, his Otalia was helpless, and her breathing, moaning and whimpering gave her away. All at once, his head was in a vice, plush thighs pressured him to devour her without thought and soon – his beard was wet.

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Sage T. Greene, Author @sagetgreene.bsky.social · 1h

If this is how Tok must go, so be it 😌

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M. Walsh - Author @m-walshwrites.com · 2h

#amwriting #WIPsnips #WritingCommunity #WriteSky

“Lockhart,” Troa said. “Please tell me you didn’t strike a bargain with this woman.”
He’d phrased his summary of the encounter as delicately as he could—careful to emphasize he’d made no deal or commitment—yet he wasn’t surprised their initial reaction was scolding and distress. Troa in particular looked near the end of his rope. It used to be Deck who pushed him like that.

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Tara S Ghoul @tarasgeir.bsky.social · 8h

A quick description of three of the four companions in the sequel to 'First to Fall'. (I've tinkered with various names but nothing fits!)
After a massacre in the castle, the four are off to seek help and revenge.
#WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts

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Sage T. Greene, Author @sagetgreene.bsky.social · 2h

Mireia's got that ice in her veins 😎

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Prof Emily but Spoopier Now @professoremily.bsky.social · 7h

#WIPSnips #amwriting #writingcommunity #writers #writesky

Uh oh it's a Jasana snip! 😈

Mireia is not just recklessly pushing her luck here btw, she's got a good reason to think Jasana won't go through with it. Still risky but my girl's not completely insane 😂

From Book 3 of my #Atlantis trilogy.

Jasana’s hands gripped the handle of her khopesh tighter, bringing the blade nearer to Mireia’s throat. “Don’t tempt me!”
“I am tempting you.” Mireia’s eyes blazed. She was grinning despite the deadly weapon poised against her neck. “Go on, Jasana. I’m right here—this is your chance! What’s holding you back?”
“You think I won’t do it?” Jasana grabbed a handful of Mireia’s clothes, shoving her back against the wall. Her whole body was trembling with rage. “I will!”
“Then why haven’t you already?”
Jasana pressed the edge of the blade against her neck. Mireia felt the icy line push against her skin, and the warm trickle of blood that trailed down toward her collarbone. She closed her eyes, heart pounding, half-expecting to feel that blade open up her throat.
But it didn’t. Jasana tried to build up the will to do it, but she couldn’t. It was as though some invisible arm had reached out to stop her. After a moment Mireia opened her eyes again, and saw that Jasana’s eyes were wide with uncertainty.

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K.A. Hela ✨ Prepping for edits...again✨ @jundlife.bsky.social · 6h

Our hero muses on his first car.
From "HatWIP"
#WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts #WIPSnips

My car is a piece of shit. Built eight solar orbits ago in the year of our lord 1993, and named after everyone's favorite fascist, my slate grey Ford Escort was not impressing anyone. Me included. Not that it mattered, I am not impressing anyone either. We bond over this. I am also pretty sure my car hates my job as much as I do. She shakes as I push her to the awe-inspiring speed of seventy miles an hour down Route 8.

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Walker Harris @walkerharris.net · 6h

Red and her gnoll family are such a wholesome bunch, working together to make machines out of the corpses of other citizens. The family that repurposes dead neighbors together, stays together.

From #Felcrown, my fantasy adventure serial about a megadungeon that becomes a city.

#WIPSnips

Screenshot of a work-in-progress manuscript with the word 'push' highlighted.

After some quick adjustments, Red swung herself into the seat and started winding the cranks. Despite a floor littered with half-assembled ideas, the walking chair scurried forward — without the limp but with a notable sway to the motion.
“Ugh! Now I’m wiggling my ass like them pretty girls trying to attract mates!”
Red’s da said, “Well, today could be a good day to look for a suitor, ya know.”
“Da! Really?! Please don’t embarrass me in front of my friends talking that way.”
“Yes, honey, don’t push Red like that… or embarrass either of us.” Red’s ma turned and pointed at her. “And you make sure not to talk about your ass in front of Her Majesty.”
“Of course, Ma.”
Red’s da said, “Tonight we can see about gnawing down one of those joints to get them to match.”

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Ray Ingles @ringles.bsky.social · 6h

#WIPSnips 13: push

Different cultures use different metaphors.

#ScienceFiction #SciFi

Nusuku commented. "But he has a great deal of social power. And displeasing the spouse of the woman you are sworn to... they might find wire turned to wool when it came to advancement."[1]

[1] That phrase alluded to replacing a conductor with an insulator; figuratively increasing resistance. It had the connotations of 'pushing uphill' or 'sailing against headwinds' from my world.

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Amanda Turek👻Headless Horsewoman @acturek.bsky.social · 5h

#WIPSnips #fantasy #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #push

During a traditionally non lethal engagement with the Sheltri, one of the the raiders changes the rules … on Rushak.

- Brother’s Keeper, book one of my fantasy WIP about two brothers bound by a misunderstood power.

But it shoved in close; its red eyes and hawkish nose filled his eyes and blurred and darkened into the image of a Kudrum. It became a Kudrum, and once
again it had Lara, it had him. He gasped with terror.

His limbs quivered, softened into soaked roots. It wrestled him to the ground and pulled a knife. He grappled in vain. The thing was going to kill him.

Blue light flared. The creature leapt off him
and fled as his enraged brother menaced it.

He huddled where he had fallen. Scratches
burned on his face. He lifted a trembling hand,
dropped it, PUSHed himself upright. The horrible image flashed in his mind and flashed again before the night resolved. Drisal's hands took hold of him, pulling him to his feet. He staggered free. His jaw ached. Bracken fires glittered all around. Void of thought he plunged into the task of smothering them
one after another until he was winded, then smothered one more.

Brother's Keeper
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Nicole "Ashrah" Hidalgo @sayaashrah.bsky.social · 5h

#WIPSnips 13. "Push"

Surely this is just a normal blacksmith shop.

#WorldWithoutLove #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts

She shook those thoughts away as she arrived at The Flaming Hammer, a thin building of dark bricks, four floors tall. There were no doors, not of the common kind: a sign depicting the smithing tool wreathed in flames stamped a section of the wall with a small window above it. Inspecting the drawing, Qinyang found a circular hole in the middle of the hammer’s handle, big enough only to fit a coin in… or a ring. She took Neven’s bronze ring and pressed it into the slot.

A click, and that part of the wall detached from the rest, revealing itself a door. Qinyang pushed it open.

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Sage T. Greene, Author @sagetgreene.bsky.social · 3h

Oof 😔

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Sage T. Greene, Author @sagetgreene.bsky.social · 3h

push(ed)

Currently editing #Touched, the cozy, erotic, romantasy novel(la), so this week is pretty horny, y'all.

Apologies if you've seen any of the snips before; it may or may not have been edited since then, and may or may not have a pretty new background.

Publishing soon?

#WIPSnips #WriteSky

His hands slid to the back of her thighs
and he picked her up, carrying her to the large bed.
Dolly liked when he applied pressure;
she liked to feel his weight on top of her
as they kissed passionately on the bed.
She liked a firm hand when he groped her breasts through the linen of her dress.
Drake knew this, and he did as she pleased.
He kissed down her throat and to her collarbone, hearing her breathy sighs and small whimpers.
He trailed a hand down to the skirt of her dress.
He glanced up at her, and she gave a small nod,
her eyes partially closed.
Drake pushed himself back down the bed,
bringing Dolly’s skirt up over his head as she giggled.

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Chuck Tingle @chucktingle.bsky.social · 20h

dang there is so much magic in every moment. incredible

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Sage T. Greene, Author @sagetgreene.bsky.social · 22h

Yay! 🎉

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Sage like the Pumpkin Spice @sagecollins.bsky.social · 1d

Hey, y'all... *shy smile*

I'm getting a piece of flash published 🥰

#WriteSky #WritingCommunity #FlashFiction

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Sage T. Greene, Author @sagetgreene.bsky.social · 1d

I feel this in my bones 💀

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Walker Harris @walkerharris.net · 1d

Not sure why Digs's mom is so bothered by the Vizier breaking his staff. Maybe it was a gift.

(I'm not saying any #DnD players should check the Staff of Power stats, but…💥)

From #Felcrown, my fantasy adventure serial about a megadungeon that becomes a city and the struggle of that path.

#WIPSnips

Screenshot of a work-in-progress manuscript with the word 'hope' highlighted.

The Betrayer Queen announced, her voice booming throughout the city, “Today we remember the day Felcrown unified as one.” Digs silently mouthed along. She had heard this exact speech every year since she was born. “But rather than dwell on our divided past and the bloodshed upon which we consecrated our freedom, we choose to look to the future. These Liberty Children, the first to be born breathing only the air of freedom are the hope for that future made manifest. For they are the Felcrown to be.”
Movement behind the Betrayer Queen caught Digs’s attention. The Grand Vizier turned his staff sideways and raised a knee.
Then she heard her mother scream, “No!!!”

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Jared, goring (people with my horns) 🇨🇦 🇺🇦 @jaredgoring.com · 1d

#WIPSnips "Hope" from Fight or Flight

This philosophy of AL's comes up a fair bit - although not always as nihilistically as this XD

Ebook screenshot from Fight or Flight:
"Not that it mattered. As I climbed the crew ladder, it didn’t matter - that was the difference between hopes and dreams. Hopes, you could have and work toward. Dreams were just dreams - they might be nice to think about, but you couldn’t actually do anything to get it. Just sit there and want it, and dream.

I could want to be something as much as I wanted, could want to be a rich spoiled child in a mansion somewhere with ponies and chariots. Could want the Corps to let in girls and have a shower for them, so maybe I didn’t need to cough up coaldust for the rest of my life. Could want to be a mixblood, to have magic at my fingertips and power in my veins. Could want to be whatever great thing I thought I was maybe destined for.

Didn’t matter. I could want whatever I wanted.

I was still just a coalboy."

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PapaDjinn is querying @papadjinn.bsky.social · 1d

Trust instead of hope today. Tok and Othelia find themselves in a familiar bit of tension~
#WIPSnips #WritingCommunity #WriteSky #bvm #bipoc #amwriting #Fantasy #SFF

Othelia stood there silently for a moment; her hand placed together in front of her. Her eyes searched him, but for what he could not say. Without warning she snatched up his chin and moved close to his face – dangerously close. Their eyes were locked now and Tokonus found
himself unable to resist her gaze.

“Do not ever lose control with me again Tokonus. We may dance back and forth, we may bear suspicions of one another, but if you find yourself losing my trust... you will never get it back. Do you understand?”

It was Tokonus’ turn to study Othelia, and he did so with great interest. It wasn’t fear, excitement or resentment that he felt to her. Could it have been – respect? Was that what he saw when he looked onto her? It didn’t matter, he knew what he wanted to say. Tokonus placed his hand over hers and he spoke.

“You can trust me. You can trust me with your everything.”

Othelia tensed and she bit her bottom lip ever so slightly. He did not waver, he did not back down, his eyebrows narrowed and he held her hand just a bit tighter. The lady averted her gaze first and for once Tokonus felt as if he had the upper hand against her. She did not give him the time to savor the victory. Without another word, she let him go, turned on her heels and walked away.

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