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Bakuchiku
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Otaku, milk tea afficionado, fantasy/steampunk/fairy tale writer, and lover of Lego Elves <3 🩷💛💙
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#WIPSnips #WriteSky #WritingCommunity Jumping back and forth between stories this weekend- When the psychic is right . . . just not about you. #Inbetween
“Ah ha! I knew a psychic was a waste of time,” Eric muttered as he turned onto the main road. Peijin frowned. “So, it wasn’t helpful at all.” “Well, he didn’t get much right about me, but everything he said was one hundred percent correct about Telina.” Goosebumps rose on my skin much to my irritation. My life had been one long weird existence. There was no reason to start getting bothered by it now. “What?” Eric said, his eyes wide. He braked at the last minute, barely avoiding a fender bender. That earned him a smack on the shoulder from Peijin. “Watch the road,” she scolded. Then she turned back to me, “What do you mean?” I held my hands out in bemusement. “Just that. He read my past, present, and future, but the past and present he described were Telina’s, not mine. And he said that Telina had a decision to make in the future. One that would affect the rest of her life.” “Aiyo,” Peijin breathed. “If only we could warn her.”
May 25, 2025 at 4:01 AM
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#WIPSnips #WritingPrompts #WritingCommunity Siblings being siblings. Though I must say, I'm almost positive moving your whole body while playing Mario Kart does indeed make your character go faster. ::nods uncertainly:: #SelkiePrinces
“Dude, this is why you always lose at games,” Zack said. He shook his head at Beathan. “And are you talking about runs or pairs?” “I don’t always lose at games. You have yet to win one chess game against me,” Beathan pointed out. They heard Tom snort from the sofa where he was watching the soccer game on the big screen TV. “That’s because chess is super boring and you take for-ev-er to make a move,” Zack retorted. “Why don’t you try actually winning a video game for once?” This time Zack shot Beathan a superior grin. His eyes widened comically, and he pretended to hold up a controller as he jerked around like Beathan did whenever he played video games. “You know you don’t have to move your whole body, right? Just the joystick and buttons.” Beathan saw Jared cover his mouth with his hand, but he just narrowed his eyes at Zack. “It doesn’t help that you are constantly throwing advice at me the whole time that makes no sense.” Beathan slouched back in his chair and held his invisible controller in the same lazy way Zack did. “Dude,” he said, affecting Zack’s West Coast accent, “Try not mashing the buttons. It’s A-B combo for that. Try to be, like, super OP, bruh.” “I do not sound like that,” Zack started in an irritated voice. His argument was derailed as his parents burst out laughing, his dad almost falling off the sofa, and Elise laughed so hard she snorted. “You totally do, dude,” Beathan replied.
May 23, 2025 at 5:51 PM
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I smiled as I read this snippet. I always feel a mix of anxiety and gratitude when someone says they want to share what their favorite part of my story is.
May 23, 2025 at 5:40 PM
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#WIPSnips #WritingSky #WritingCommunity It's never wise to prank the person at home who likes to cook. #SelkiePrinces
Jared cautiously opened the door when he returned home that night. There’d been no texts from Ben to his phone during the day, even when Jared had sent one just to say he loved him. The silence felt ominous. The house was also dark. Although when Jared flipped on the lights in the dining room, it was to find a kid’s happy meal sitting at his spot at the table. He frowned and opened the box. Four chicken nuggets and apple slices instead of fries. No toy inside either. Ben was definitely pissed.
May 23, 2025 at 3:01 AM
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Ha ha, how I see the end of this scene in my head:
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May 23, 2025 at 2:56 AM
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I really love all the sensory details describing the music. It reminded me of songs that give you the feeling of frisson.
May 23, 2025 at 2:49 AM
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Ha, that always happens to me when I'm tied with someone for the win. ::nods in sympathy::
May 21, 2025 at 8:54 PM
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That sounds absolutely wonderful- the back porch & the air hockey table!
May 21, 2025 at 8:53 PM
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I can 100% hear this piano music as I read. There's something so nice about reading a scene set at night.
May 20, 2025 at 6:54 PM
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I love the idea that stars can be magical no matter the form, and I'm nodding and looking at the stars hung on my wall realizing how true that is.
May 20, 2025 at 6:53 PM
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#WIPSnips #WriteSky #WritingPrompts This is from an older story about two girls from different worlds who dream of the other, but aren't sure who is the real one and who is the dream. It is called #Inbetween
By the time we arrived at the carnival it was dusk, and everything was in full swing. It was more than just those little parking lot carnivals. This one had tall rides and small rollercoasters. There were carnival games and booths lit up by neon lights with stuffed toys hanging from the wooden rafters. The smell of corn dogs, popcorn, and candy melded together, reminding me of when I was a kid and my dad would take me to these things, although I’d always been to afraid to ride the rollercoasters then. Next to me, Peijin squealed, her eyes opened wide as she yanked on Navya’s arm in excitement. Eric covered his ears like she’d deafened him, even though we could barely hear anything over mechanical sound of the rides and games and cacophony of voices that surrounded us. “Aisling, can we go on that one?” Peijin asked, pointing at a ride that looked like it did a sudden plummet down. Just watching as it slowly climbed its way to the top made my stomach twist in knots. “Oh . . . um . . . what about . . .” I looked around for a calmer ride. Or even a carnival game would do. “Good luck, PJ. If you can get Aisling to go on that, I’d be amazed. She’s a big chicken when it comes to roller coasters.” I frowned at him, but didn’t argue. Unfortunately, he had a point. “How about I’ll do any of the non-roller coaster stuff you want.” Peijin put her hands on her hips, but finally said, “Cheh.” For the longest time, I’d thought that it was a rude word in Mandarin, but I’d finally realized that was just Peijin’s way of expressing disapproval.
May 20, 2025 at 6:36 PM
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Working on a story about a Selkie prince who doesn't want to marry the Selkie queen, and so he runs away and learns he is very unprepared to live among humans and other members of the magical community. It's kind of like some animes- both cheesy and kind of dark at times.
May 19, 2025 at 8:49 PM
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#WIPSnips #WriteSky #WritingCommunity To all the parents who drive their kids crazy because they care. Sincerely, from a child driven crazy and also a parent who drives their child crazy. #Selkieprinces
“Okay, just, um, don’t call my dad, alright?” Ben said as he turned on the TV. Jared blinked innocently and Ben looked up at him. “You didn’t call my dad, right?” Ben asked. The silence lingered, and Ben’s face scrunched in dismay. “Jared!” he protested. “He’s on his way here now, isn’t he?” “I’m sorry, babe, I meant to just ask him about Fey magic and getting sick, and the next thing I know he’s saying he’ll be here in thirty minutes to an hour.” Ben growled in frustration and Amelia butted her head against his arm and meowed in sympathy. “I really do think he’s just worried about you,” Jared offered. “I know,” Ben said in exasperation, “I get he wants to be a dad, but I’m twenty-four, not fifteen.” The lid on the pot clinked in the kitchen and Jared hurried to check on the rice. He stirred the rice and put the lid back on, feeling a little guilty. He’d just try to make sure Tiernan’s visit was as short as possible. Ben had eaten his congee and was part way through his favorite movie about a librarian that went on missions to gather magical artifacts when the doorbell rang. Jared heard Ben groan, but ignored him and opened the door.
May 19, 2025 at 7:15 PM
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This was so great. It feels so appropriate that there are staff meetings and endless paperwork in hell. Exactly how I pictured it.
May 19, 2025 at 6:44 PM
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100% agree. Leaving a relationship (often with dependents) can just break someone financially. More safety nets are needed. Such an amazing letter, thank you for sharing it.
May 19, 2025 at 6:40 PM