Ash Campbell (they/them) | Writer of Sad Sacks and Daddy Issues
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Ash Campbell (they/them) | Writer of Sad Sacks and Daddy Issues
@ashcampbellstories.bsky.social
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Often burnt out and mostly neurotic lover of languages

Currently cowriting Hexmark's Fate serial (based on Kids on Brooms game) with @thetomatowriter - I'm the GM, Elias and Alastair (maybe Eetu?)

Writing Friends Without Borders - a sitcom styled serial
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Min-ji is looking for love and encouragement in all the wrong places. She's a successful artist and loves what she does. She just wants someone to tell her, "I'm proud of you." She skateboards and, with Daniel, goes camping. She's in love with someone but can't act on it, given he's married.
A Korean woman in dark clothes stands on wooden stairs. A Korean woman leans back on a pole and faces the camera.
September 11, 2025 at 3:52 AM
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Kyle wasn't part of the friend group during college and has come to join it in the last 4 years. He loves everyone. He believes everything happens for a reason, and the reason is usually sappy and sentimental. He falls at first sight, and It starts the chaos over the story.
A white man with dark hair sits on a tree stump pondering life
September 11, 2025 at 3:48 AM
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Amy doesn't let any relationship define her. She's lived abroad for the last 12 years and coming back to the States to plan her next move and spend time with her friends. She's a writer and a translator, workaholic, and perfectionist. She's moved on from college, or has she?
A white come in a brown poufy coat and a red hat. Her brown hair to the middle of her torso.
September 11, 2025 at 3:40 AM
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Shane is a deadpan kind of guy. He doesn't commit and fills his life with adventures alone and with his friends. In the group chat, Daniel is acutely aware Shane doesn't seem to talk much to Amy. He lost the love of his life early because of his fear and he's never forgiven himself.
A white man and a woman in comfy fall clothes sit on a mattress pad in front of weathered boards holding grey coffee mugs.
September 11, 2025 at 3:34 AM
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Summer is a once jazz musician who works as an event planner. She desperately wants a baby and feels behind the curve at 31 having no children and few of the experiences she dreamt of in college. She's the glue of the group: the baby yet also the mom. And maybe a little too attached to her phone?
A black woman in a tank top with dark black hair going past her shoulders.
September 11, 2025 at 3:21 AM
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Daniel is married to Summer and convinced he has it made. But does he? Spoiler: no. He's the oldest of the group, a mountain biker, an excellent home chef, and definitely emotionally neglectful.
A white man with blue eyes and short brown beard stares at the camera.
September 11, 2025 at 3:17 AM
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This poetry collection was so incredible and inspirational. I'm glad it had notes at the end and the short biography about her in the beginning. I'm enthralled and going to try and find more of her poetry.
A light blue cover with a photo Forough Farrokhzad - an Iranian woman in her mid 20s-early 30s. Bits of the cover are stylistically "ripped" out to reveals words separately "LET US BELIEVE IN THE BEGINNING OF THE COLD SEASON FOROUGH FARROKHZAD. Under "beginning" is Persian writing in orange.
May 15, 2025 at 6:43 PM
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A haiku I wrote about my identity regarding academics after therapy on Friday. #poetry #haiku #writing #WriteSky #Writers
A black screenshot with white text titled Haiku: Fear overtakes me Who do I think I'm even How can I do this I am the ocean Endless waves of endurance Depths not yet explored I am the fire Lighting my path for all time Ablaze with passion I am the forest Wild, unyielding, evergreen Growth abounds in me I am multitudes Not merely a GPA I am life itself
May 12, 2025 at 2:33 AM
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On a poetry kick and borrowed some from the library. Started with Almond Blossoms & Beyond by Mahmoud Darwish and it's so incredible. There was one poem I read at 2am and I...it spoke to me in just a way. Loved writing poetry as a preteen until my mom sucked the fun out of it, glad to find it again.
A stack of poetry books slightly haphazardly stacked on a white desk. A cream poetry books cover with falling purple flowers and the words Almond Blossoms & Beyond.
May 5, 2025 at 2:24 AM
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Marjan, Kassia, and Keiko: 3 best friends that all found each other first year at Hexmark and said "You like girls, reading, and crafts? Me too!" They're very different from each other, but this trio loves and supports one another. And Marjan is trying to get Kassia and Keiko to finally be a thing!
April 21, 2025 at 7:48 PM
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Had the worst character bleed ever after playing a great session knowing some heavy, serious shit is on the horizon and I'd made a choice that set up a character to be miserable for essentially eternity. That was *painful*. But @thetomatowriter.bsky.social and I had a great talk! #writing #ttrpgs
A meme with the top half saying "Character bleed because you're a "seahorses mate for life" kinda sap" with a woman looking disgusted from the kombucha gif then below it it says "Coming up with the ending of the serial with your player - and knowing you'll still surprise her getting there and the kombucha gif woman looking pleasantly surprised.
April 4, 2025 at 7:29 AM
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Yay! I have another one! They're all so Elias centric. I've written the most with him present I think though. Here's Cami's (as a Scot) first impression of him. #WIPSnips
I got a good look at him now. I had seen him at the fire ceremony the night before, but hadn't been able to see him closely. How did the hero I'd imagined stack up against the real person in front of me? Elias had been hurt in the war. Badly. He walked with a cane, a round metal handle and a dark wooden shaft. His cane seemed to be custom made for him, because he didn't slouch leaning onto it. Instead, he walked tall-and he was tall, easily over six feet-and proud. He had wavy, shoulder length black hair with the errant silver here and there. He had bright green eyes that seemed to contain an unimaginable depth to him. At the very least, they looked like he had seen some shit, which, of course, he had. He wore a white button up, a light tan sweater vest, chocolate brown slacks, and a matching brown tie. The right side of his face, going down onto his neck and continuing to his hand-all that was visible really-was scarred and had burn marks. I wondered what had happened to him to be so scarred. There was still a lot I didn't know about the war, clearly. He spoke with a crisp English accent. I chose to overlook the fact that he was English, after all, he was a hero in my mind. In a lot of people's minds, even if we had lost the war. "Good morning class, I'm Professor Elias. My pronouns are he/him. Welcome to Defensive Magic. I know on your schedules, it will read Defensive and Combative Magic, but I assure you, at the first year level, everything we do is defensive." Groans from all over the classroom, including my own, voiced our dissatisfaction with the news.
March 26, 2025 at 9:11 PM
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I finally have one! Elias hates being called a hero. He'd rather everyone forget him, but when you're the infamous son of the Emperor who fought against him in the war, it's hard to forget. And it's not like he's moved on.

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"It's true though! Besides, you're the one who should be mad, he called you a traitor," she argued. *This again*. It wasn't like he'd never had a student who felt the need to defend him. He'd had a few over the years. Some misguided soul who thought since their parents had fought on his side, it made him a hero of the rebellion, made him their hero. He didn't care to be reminded of a war he'd lost. Didn't care to be reminded of his many failings. Didn't care to be reminded of all he'd lost. He'd also had plenty of students like Nikolai Stinson, who believed he was a traitor. Half-demons especially believed him a monster, and he could never find it in him to argue against it. He'd fought on the side that hated them, even though he bore no ill will towards them. He'd just been trying to stop his father from doing exactly what he was doing now. "I am a traitor," he told her plainly. There was no malice in his voice, no annoyance. He knew she was young and that her family had fled the magical world. She saw the world in black and white, that much was clear. As her professor, it was one of his duties to show her how grey the world really was. "You're not a traitor, you're a hero," she continued to protest. How he despised hearing that. It took extra effort to keep his face neutral while he choked down the revulsion he felt every time someone referred to him as such. His next class was beginning to file in slowly, so he lowered his voice. "In order to be a hero to one side, I had to be a traitor to others."
March 21, 2025 at 4:01 PM
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Impossible Challenge Task: Write a man who isn't a huge simp. NEVER! EVERY last one of them would do unspeakable things for their love. (I wonder why I loved Epic so much.) I'm just a romantic at heart. I love ruthless men being softer.

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March 13, 2025 at 6:01 PM
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Blended Elias real smooth today. I'm running a game in my head where I see who I can give the most heartbreaking backstory to, him or Alastair.
A screenshot of a Tumblr post saying: "what's your writing process" I put a pathetic guy in a blender and blend blend blend
March 10, 2025 at 10:54 PM
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Without downloading any new pics, describe your gender.
A galaxy bookmark on a laptop covered in stickers says Everything in the universe is within you -Rumi The chorus to Die Trying by New Medicine Three books: Hirohito and the Making of Modern Japan, Say Nothing, and Stranger in the Shogun's City lay on a table stacked. A theatre stage for the set of Hadestown.
March 8, 2025 at 2:19 AM
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Epic brain rot go hard, but also, I'm a bit needy. Some might say too much.

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March 1, 2025 at 2:34 AM
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Cami, according to Rhys, nothing. Elias and Alastair....so so much. Endangering children, terrible role models, potentially (probably) war crimes. They're still somehow trusted as teachers.... At least I'm not working on Kal's story right now, the sociopath. #WritingPrompt
February 24, 2025 at 3:48 PM
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Alastair Lightbringer: He fought for the Emperor, thereby putting a dictator in charge. There's plenty of rumors swirling about him amongst the grownups, and Cami is going to fight endlessly with him because she's pretty sure he's a spy for the Emperor. Why else would the Emperor's chosen son teach?
February 22, 2025 at 11:02 AM
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Elias the Unnamed, the Defensive and Combative Magic professor at Hexmark. He fought against the current Emperor (who is also his father) in the war, and when he lost the war, the Emperor sent a troop of soldiers to collect him. The Headmistress turned them to stone. He tries to help Cami see greys.
A picrew portait white man in a white button-up, tan sweater vest, and brown tie. He has black, wavy hair that ends just before his shoulders and green eyes. He is burnt and scarred on the right side of his face and neck. He doesn't smile.
February 22, 2025 at 10:58 AM
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This is Cami Kestral Gordon Ortiz, the main lead of The Forbidden Tower. She's a trans Scottish-Mexican mage raised outside the magical world after her parents fled when her grandfather was executed during a brutal war. She is proud to be a rebel, tough, and simply would not run (as Alex says).
A Brown preteen witch wearing a mint hoodie and black witches hat flips the bird.
February 22, 2025 at 9:36 AM