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Franken-Bex 🥀
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Bex (she/her) - 30s - UK - 🏳️‍🌈 - writer - crafter - collector of things 🏺
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Still working at Twice Drowned, here's a little snippet for #Saturdark Fun fact: So far the word 'blood' features 22 times in this wip. 🩸
Her lips, half-coated as they were in dried blood, were full and pressed tight like she was concentrating. They were also the same shade of pink as her nails. The colour suited her. Though not half as much as red did. That oughta bother him more. The blood splatter that spotted her lips and chin. But then, he had seen worse. Back at the casino, he'd only caught a glimpse of her in her true glory - teeth fastened tight - and he'd felt a sort of kin-ship looking at her then. Despite everything. No, the blood had never bothered him; he'd been born in it, bathed in it, felt it warm against his cheek . . . but that had been a lifetime ago. No. It didn't bother him, but it should.
October 11, 2025 at 9:07 PM
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NIGHT TIDE X 3:10 TO YUMA X THE LAST UNICORN

Twice Drowned; A trans cowboy, Logan, unwittingly rescues a killer mermaid on-the-run, binding them together on a journey where their pasts come back to haunt them.
#PosterPit #W #HF #R #H #F #A
Movie-style poster with a cropped close-up of a painted blonde woman with flowers in her hair (Ophelia by Antoine-Auguste-Ernest Hebert) with a close-up of a painted man with short, dark hair gazing in to the distance (Deportista (Ramon Novarro) by Angel Zarraga). In the background is a darkened close-up of cactuses (Emeralds (Cactus) by Leon Carroll). At the top of the poster italic text reads: "'You think I'm pretty?' She murmured as she traced his lips, her touch so firm he could feel it against his teeth. Grotesque. The word came to him unbidden." Underneath, flanked by leaf-like symbols it reads: Western meets Fantasy, Historical Fantasy, Horror Romance. In the bottom-center there is title text: Twice Drowned. Above it reads: A Novel by Bex Edwards. Below the title there is a small paragraph: In the 1950s American West, a tired trans cowboy crosses the path of a killer mermaid on the run. He's been drowned before and she's cursed to always crave what she can't have . . .
August 16, 2025 at 2:56 PM
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#questpit #W #A #HF #R #H
Twice Drowned; A tired, old, trans cowboy gets caught in the path of a killer mermaid whom he mistakes as a damsel-in-distress. Together they end up on the run (from his past as much as her present) across the arizona desert of the 1950s. The past haunts them along the way
A moodboard of images: An old wooden church in a rural landscape, a blonde woman dipping her head underwater, an aged effect photograph of flowers, a blonde water nymph cropped from 'The Fisherman and the Nymph' by Henri Lehmann, a set of sharp pointy teeth on a black background, an abstract watercolour of a dark man in a cowboy hat cropped from 'Cowboy te paard' by Isaac Israels, a blonde woman sat beside a body of water, a close-up of a cactus.
August 6, 2025 at 11:28 PM
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Technically not their first interaction, but definitely the first time they exchanged words. #HotWetQueerSummer #wip
As she sped out on to the highway, she heard a groan beside her followed by a low voice. ‘Logan’. He winced then. ‘In case you were wonderin’. She hadn’t been, but his courtesy moved something in her leading her to answer him, ‘You can call me Ophelia’. The name was one of many – she could hardly remember her true one, not that it had an equivalent in any human language – but it was the one she’d used only this evening. The name of a woman drowned. She’d always liked that part of the play best.
July 29, 2025 at 4:37 PM
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Another little snippet of my WIP, Twice Drowned, that also serves as an incredibly late #hotwetpitstop ! I'm 6k words in and still nowhere near halfway so yikes~ I'm hoping that I'll make the end of August deadline but if I don't, I've still had a fantastic time!! #HotWetQueerSummer #WIPSnips
He heard her snigger beside him before she spoke, ‘He prefers to watch the pool in the daytime, the motel rooms can rot so long as they do it quietly’. Again, that unsettling feeling shifted in his gut before it was masked by sharp, shooting pains as they stopped abruptly at a mint green-coloured door. He leant against the doorframe as she bent down again to search for her key. This time he didn’t have the energy to avert his eyes, not that he could see much in the lowlight anyway. He wondered idly how long it’d be until the sun came up, his sense of time even more off track with the fight. Lucky that he wasn’t wanted at the ranch for a couple more weeks. Shame he hadn’t seemed to gain any self-control in the last fifteen years. The click of the door as it opened disturbed him from his thoughts as Ophelia’s arm came around his waist to guide him inside. Suddenly embarrassed by the attention as much as the helplessness, he fought against the steady flow of pain to gently push off her assistance.
July 19, 2025 at 4:00 PM
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I'm always late, but here's a snippet from my current #wip #WIPSnips #HotWetQueerSummer
Excerpt from my wip, Twice Drowned: Stupid fool. He clearly hadn’t been watching well enough. She shifted her lips beneath his hand and tasted acrid flesh. It would only be unpleasant for a moment, but still she found herself repulsed by the sharp bitterness of it. Her teeth tingled, almost threatening to rescind at the mere thought of touching such skin. Still, she aimed to bite but for the sudden interruption of the gaming table collapsing as somebody crashed heavily upon it. The offending hands left her as he stepped back sharpish, throwing her away from him as he did so. She tripped as the toe of her shoe caught against the leg of the collapsing gaming table, causing her to land harshly on the floor. A mess of wood and chips and a broken body laid sprayed unceremoniously behind her as the voices of the crowd shouted and muttered in the background. Apparently they’d become the floor show, any security guards still standing just part of the act. She mourned the no-doubt irreparable state of her dress, and looked up from her inelegant position on the floor to meet the eyes of her nameless champion once again. He was offering a hand as if they weren’t in the middle of a casino fight but simply a knight of medieval romance, offering his lady help from her carriage. Or something equally chivalric. She wasn’t exactly an expert or anything. #WIPSnips #HotWetQueerSummer
July 7, 2025 at 1:01 AM
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Super late but here's my #HotWetPitch! Just a little moodboard to show off the general vibes of the story as well as a title reveal; Twice Drowned. Western meets Fairytale, Historical meets Fantasy, CowboyxMermaid, a 1950s set adventure with a pinch of horror/romance #wip #r #h #HotWetQueerSummer
A moodboard of images that represent my wip, Twice Drowned, for the #HotWetQueerSummerJam. The first image is a crop of a painting of a blonde woman with a piercing gaze with flowers and leaves in her hair (Ophelia by Ernest Hebert). The second image is a neon sign of a cowboy riding a horse. The third image is a crop of a blonde woman in sunglasses and a hat, evoking the vintage femme fatale. The fourth image is a crop of a male presenting hairy chest with a blue shirt open, exposing a gold cross necklace. The fifth image is a crop of a woman in a flowing silk gown stepping out of the sea. The sixth image is of a vintage motel sign in the middle of the desert. The seventh image is of a mermaid rescuing a man, an illustration from Hans Christian Anderson's The Little Mermaid. The eighth image is of a pair of cacti in the desert landscape of Arizona. The ninth image is of a woman, dressed in a long white dress with her hair down, and a man, dressed in black, staring out at a desolare landscape or seascape (Two human beings. The lonely ones by Edvard Munch). The background features a lone figure in blue perched upon a rock formation, staring out to the sea (a crop of Odysseus and Calypson by Arnold Bocklin).
June 9, 2025 at 12:51 AM
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Take the fictional characters quiz and post the first four you know: openpsychometrics.org/tests/charac...

Hmmmm...
May 18, 2025 at 11:53 AM