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#BraveWrite belongs to ALL who post; Optional weekly prompts are provided by Publishers, & they read. “The bravest thing you can be is yourself!” ©️Aspen
*This Creative Space Was Begun by AspenBrave (@Write2Fite on X), but it is what YOU make it. Be Brave🕊️
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#BraveWrite Prompt Words:
2/12-2/18/26:🐧

Feb. 12: Garnet

Feb. 13: Flirt

Feb. 14: Passion

Feb. 15: Erotic

Feb. 16: Capricious

Feb. 17: Hourglass

Feb. 18: Whirlwind

🕊️ “The Bravest Thing You Can Be
Is Yourself!”©️
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#BraveWrite Prompt Words:
2/19-2/25/26:🐧

Feb. 19: Patina

Feb. 20: Roots

Feb. 21: Discovery

Feb. 22: Wings

Feb. 23: Flip The Script

Feb. 24: Dealbreaker

Feb. 25: Eyesore

🕊️ “The Bravest Thing You Can Be
Is Yourself!”©️
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February 15, 2026 at 2:34 PM
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#BraveWrite Prompt Words:
2/19-2/25/26🐧

“The Bravest Thing You Can Be Is
Yourself!”©

🕊️Prompt Optional; Share Any Writing, Photos, Music,etc✍️
#AmWriting #PoetryCommunity #micropoetry #WritingCommunity #Poetry #Poet #Poem #Writing
#photography #haiku #tanka #AmWriting
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February 15, 2026 at 2:33 PM
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#bravewrite #garnet #vss365 #darkness
February 12, 2026 at 8:53 AM
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5 Great Quotations about Characters
“Whether a character in your novel us full of choler/bile/phlegm, blood or plain old buffalo chips/the fires of life is there, too,/as long as that character lives.” – James Alexander Thom“Es…
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February 12, 2026 at 12:43 PM
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You call it garnet
whereas to me, it screams blood,
harvested from fools

#horrorhaiku
#haiku
#Poetry
#Amwriting
#WritersCommunity
#BraveWrite
February 12, 2026 at 1:41 PM
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aspenbrave.bsky.social
I am the sun
You’ll never feel
To the #dark #lacuna you run
For any light~will kill

I am the #RareDisease
DNA chose you
1 in a million receive
Only way out~is through

I am the moon
& stars
In a vespertine garden you bloom
Glowing from within~not from afar

#BraveWrite #vss365
#PoetryCommunity
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February 13, 2026 at 9:18 AM
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👆PLEASE READ ABOVE🙏

Most of you know I have a #RareDisease…I thank you for your tolerance & kindness as my health does not always allow me to be here daily…

Right now, I’m fighting an infection, but know #YouMatter!

I love & miss you,
Aspen (BBS) 🦓

#RareDiseaseAwareness
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A woman holding a person vanishing. It says, “Sometimes the most painful thing you will ever have to let go if is an older version of yourself.” @AspenBrave “Show Your Stripes On Rare Disease Day 2/28/26”
February 13, 2026 at 9:25 AM
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teardrops of blood spilt down her throat:
a garnet necklace adorning her pale breasts,
briefly it made ferocity seem beautiful
as the Vampire showed her
“What it’s like to be loved by death…”
~tamisar💞
#BraveWrite #garnet #Emoetry #ferocity #poetry #FreeVerse #IWTV 🩸
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February 12, 2026 at 1:53 PM
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The garnet pendant lay warm against her skin, a secret he’d chosen for her alone. It nestled just above her collarbone, catching the light with a quiet pulse that seemed to echo the rhythm of her breath. She touched it absently when she thought of the memory of his fingers.
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February 12, 2026 at 2:36 PM
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temporal3.bsky.social
rebirth / garnet / debut/Feb 12

debutante debut
adorned with rare garnet
rebirth, reentry

#haikuchallenge (rebirth)
#BraveWrite (garnet)
#haikufeels (debut)

#micropoetry #HaikuSeed #ginkgo
#haiku #senryu #writingcommunity
#poetrycommunity #thaiku #tpoem
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February 12, 2026 at 2:38 PM
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Always involve main character in story ending
Among the big mistakes novice writers make is they don’t allow their protagonist to solve the story’s central problem.A story always is structured around the main character overcoming some con…
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February 12, 2026 at 2:41 PM
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Thursday, February 12th ~ #WritingPrompts 1/5

#1LineWed Theme: Sweet
#2WordPrompt Urban & Return
#BedroomEyesPrompt If you see me walking by
#BookishTues Beautiful
#BraveWrite Garnet
#DailyImagePrompt #dip48 ⬇️
February 12, 2026 at 7:53 PM
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lynnpeyo.bsky.social
Today, life inspired to write as soon as I got up⚡️
Job got in the way.
Then the clock saying “you’re past your bedtime, AGAIN” got in the way.
I did my best to ignore both.
Here’s my flash for
#vss365 #dark #WIPSnips #defence #BraveWrite #tangible #MoonMystic #abitofyou
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He watched her angrily nocking and losing arrows, as if instead of the target, she very much wanted to hit something else. Quietly, he separated from the shadows and moved to stand beside her, out of range in case she intended to hit him with a fist, too close if she wanted to effectively lose an arrow at him. Not as quietly as that she would be too startled. She glanced over for a split second, then nocked another arrow. “Hey,” he said. She pulled back her arm, trembling. The fact she had noticed him, nullified the likelihood of her shooting him by accident. He had to just risk her doing so on purpose. Carefully he stretched out his hand, touching her just below the shoulder. “You seem agitated. What’s going on?” She huffed, still aiming at the target, seemingly oblivious to the strain in her arm. Her pursing her lips told him she was annoyed at her own body setting limits, and, finally realising the quivering in her muscles, she relaxed both bow and arm. Instead of answering directly, she shook her head a little crestfallen. “Tell me.” She sighed. A few moments passed where neither of them moved. Her eyes were unfocussed, staring holes into the ground. He knew to give her time to collect herself, before prodding her further. “Ok. Well. This is stupid—“ Not an unusual way for her to start a conversation about emotional upsets. He had learned not to correct her when she was downplaying the impact of her emotions, calling herself or her reactions stupid. That she was not, in fact, stupid, would usually become self-evident after a while anyway. Instead, he gently grabbed her bow and arrow, filed the latter back into her quiver and placed the first on a makeshift table behind them. She rolled her shoulders and neck, flexed her fingers. It seemed like she had been out here for a while. “It’s just something Cath said. It hit me a bit too deep.” He inclined his head, listening. “She said she was a bit jealous, and, I mean I get it but also… it feels so unfair, you know?” “Hmm.” He leaned against the table, patting the space next to him. She stretched her arms, then hopped on the wooden surface, seating herself beside him. “I mean in her defence, I think she’s been in a dark place lately… but… you know.” Right. Defending others before fending for herself. Ironic, how she took it out with combat arts. She kicked the air with her legs, chewing on her lip uncomfortably. “What did she say?” he asked. One thing she would probably never fully understand, or believe, about him, was how very tangible her emotional distress felt to him. When her frequency was off, like this, it cut through him like a serrated knife. The things she did not allow herself to feel, he would. That is what it meant to be her shield. “It’s really not that big of a deal, but she said she was jealous.” Not a big deal. Right. Only enough to shoot up — he scanned the area — three entire targets to bits. “Of you?” He leaned in a little playfully, bumping her shoulder with his. “Of me?” “Pshh, not of you. Just that I’ve been kind of successful lately. Energised. Productive. Just really feeling in my element, you know?” “Ah,” he said, “so kind of jealous of me.” He could not help but grin. She punched his shoulder, and he pretended it hurt. “Taking all the credit, huh?” “Just a bit of it. Rightfully so.” “Right. Well. I don’t know. It’s like… I get feeling jealous of that, but it just felt so unfair, because … I mean… I’ve not felt like this in like, a decade. I’ve not been able to vibe like this for what feels like forever, properly feel myself, feel that I’m doing what I’ve always meant to be doing, and having fun doing it, and just really… being happy, you know?” “Mmhm.” “While she’s been extremely successful in that area for basically the entire time that I haven’t, so basically, forever. And now that I am, it didn’t take very long and there’s this negativity from her, where I didn’t expect it. I didn’t think it would hit that hard. But I thought… I mean I thought she’d feel more like what I felt last time, when I was with someone who was vibing like this, even if I wasn’t, you know, when I was with… uh, him.” He perked up an eyebrow. “Because he was so goddamn successful while I wasn’t doing shit, and all I felt was adoration and inspiration. I felt inspired, not jealous. And back then, it really made me realise how that is what it’s supposed to be like. When you love someone, I guess.” “You weren’t jealous?” It took him some small effort not to hook into her talking about love, it was rare enough. “Hmm…”, she threw her head back, pursing her lips. “No, I didn’t feel jealousy. I felt a small regret of not being like that, for a short time, but somehow it just ended up sparking my muse. It was captivating, contagious.” “But you have felt jealousy before, when others had the spark you were lacking.” “Absolutely.” “So you’re not actually angry at her being jealous.” “I’m not?” He shook his head. “Think about it. It reminds me a bit of you. You’ve felt the exact same before. Then you went through a change, and suddenly, you experienced something else, where you expected to feel like that.” “So what do you think I was feeling?” He shook his head again. “Told you to think about it yourself.” She groaned, then closed her eyes, thinking. “You mean that… I’m not angry for her initial reaction or how it came out…” “Probably not, no.” “So maybe it’s more like… I’m sad she couldn’t… I’m sad she would have negative reactions at all about me being like this, feeling this, living like this, because I experienced that loving someone means that you truly share their happiness, that it would not be dulled by something ugly like jealousy or bitterness, and maybe I just felt betrayed, or I’m just scared or sad she just doesn’t love me?” “Hmm, maybe yes.” She stared at him. “Maybe? Was there more?” He laughed softly. “Only you would know. But I don’t think you’re really angry. And you said it right away, you said ‘it hit deep’. You just acted it out in anger. But really I think you were just… sad.” He reached out and pushed a strand of her hair behind her ear, doing his best not to tease her about her cheeks flushing. “And maybe… you know. Maybe she isn’t jealous either. Maybe she is also just… sad.” She blinked. “Huh…” They sat in silence. After a while, she leaned in, resting her head on his shoulder. Then, she asked. “What would she be sad about? Missing being like this, herself?” “For example,” he said. “Hmm. I see. Okay. I see now.” She kicked the air again. “I guess I’ll go give her a hug.” He smiled, squeezing her thigh reassuringly, and only ever so slightly, suggestively. “Go do that. I’ll be around.” She pushed off the table, demeanour teetered towards something brighter, and at ease. Before he could vanish into the shadows again, she turned around. “Oh and… thanks. Thank you.” She smiled. “Always.” And shadow he became once more. Lynn Peyo
February 12, 2026 at 10:07 PM
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Where they claim
garnets and rubies,
she only sees bloody demise;
crimson lies spreading,
while battle cries
disguise viscous colors as riches.
Vicious, blatant missions,
saddled with resistance,
are marketed into existence
to limit what healers
can do.

#bravewrite #firewords280
February 12, 2026 at 10:15 PM
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#writingtip #writingtips #bravewrite #amwriting #writingcommunity
February 12, 2026 at 11:30 PM
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#PromptCombo #Poem

#bedroomeyesprompt if you see me walking by
#emoetry ferocity
#2wordprompt urban/return
#bravewrite garnet
#blueskypoets #bspp50 resonance
#moonmystic a bit of you
#wildwalkprompt daffodil
#retroartprompt release the arrow
#firewords280 blatant mission
#foxprose rain on the moors
If you see me walking by towards daffodils and endless sky know the journey is what’s best for me: an end to this ferocity that beckons self to vast revision- endless Doubt’s most blatant mission: rain upon the moors that stain imagination with our pain. Know too that in what I’ve been through I’ve carried dear a part of you, a garnet in an urban knot, resonance of what we sought. And if I do return reborn, free from living’s endless scorn release the arrow once again and let Cupid remember when he had some power over me, for now and then I will be free.
February 13, 2026 at 1:12 AM
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Three potential ways to end your story
In every story, there comes a turning point or an ultimate moment in which the situation has become so intolerable that the main character must take a decisive step and emerge victorious. This scen…
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February 13, 2026 at 2:01 AM
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underablacksky.bsky.social
Zeus won every gold
Olympic champion in
flirt and seduction

#BraveWrite #flirt #haiku #writing #writingcommunity
#micropoetry
February 13, 2026 at 7:28 AM
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rayhourigan.bsky.social
Casual flirt turned
To all consuming desire,
Unexpected fire.
#BraveWrite #flirt #haiku #senryu #poem #writing #writingcommunity
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February 13, 2026 at 7:28 AM
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arifgum.researchers.blue
A silver crescent hangs in the velvet night,
Beside a shy star glowing soft and bright.
Under their whisper, our memories softly gleam,
Two hearts entwined in one eternal dream.
#BlueSkyPoetry
#SkyPoets #Poetry #PoetsOfBlueSky #BraveWrite #Poem #ScreenWriter #poet
February 13, 2026 at 8:01 AM
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broken mirror's glass
wind chills from dark lacuna
a garnet smack

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#WritingCommunity #vss365 #haikuhorrorprompt (huge maw) #BraveWrite (garnet) #BrknShards (bloody)
#poetry #haiku #horrorprompt #DailyHaikuPrompt
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February 13, 2026 at 9:23 AM
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#BraveWrite Prompt Words:
2/5-2/11/26:🐧

Feb. 5: Levity

Feb. 6: Ignore

Feb. 7: Moonscape

Feb. 8: Blood orange

Feb. 9: Sour

Feb. 10: Enclave

Feb. 11: Tangible

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February 4, 2026 at 3:55 AM
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Remembering Dawn, Our Dear & Beloved Friend @DawnHosmer7 on X, Whom Touched & Will Always #Touch Our #vss365 Lives…

My Love To Her Family As They Honor Their Beautiful Mom, Grandmother, & Wife On Her Birthday Tomorrow…🕯️🕊️

#RIPDawn
#ForDawn
#RestInPeaceDawn
#RememberingDawn

Love, Aspen
#BraveWrite
A photo of Dawn Hosmer @DawnHosmer7 on X holding one of her novels. A tribute by Aspen @AspenBrave @Write2Fite (on X) It States, “#RIPDawn; We Love You, We Know You Are Here, Love Never Dies!” A photo of Dawn Hosmer With her granddaughter.
February 11, 2026 at 11:13 PM
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#BraveWrite Prompt Words:
2/12-2/18/26🐧

“The Bravest Thing You Can Be Is
Yourself!”©

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#AmWriting #PoetryCommunity #micropoetry #WritingCommunity #Poetry #Poet #Poem #Writing
#photography #haiku #tanka #AmWriting
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February 11, 2026 at 5:52 AM