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Lucy Ashwood she/her🌈
@lucyashwood.bsky.social
Writer of erotica and dark fiction. Queer and living my best polyamorous life. Read my fiction for free at: https://ko-fi.com/lucyashwood

#AmWriting #erotica #DarkFiction #SupernaturalSmut
Eve nodded for him to continue. She’d heard the stories of the blighted crops, but it wasn’t the blight that interested her; it was the seven-year rule. Seven years, and the number seven was everywhere in magic and the high strange. #VssMagic
November 14, 2025 at 3:16 AM
When the sun is beaming, tearing through the periwinkle sky, it’s hard to remember the other world. There are a few traces that it even exists. The grass of the parks is not the velvet gray carpet I know, and the pines are stunted and oozing sap, not the twisting towers that I knew. #WildWalkPrompt
November 14, 2025 at 3:13 AM
I stand and stretch, and head back to my bedroom to change. I still had a storeroom to clear out, and no matter how interesting the plans were, I needed the stipend, and not to build the fabled phone. I could think about what to do with the plans later.
#WIPSnips
November 14, 2025 at 3:09 AM
When they reached the crevasse, it was raining in earnest. Cali went first, clambering into the rock fissure. She’d taken Helen’s backpack, both of them wanting to get the camera out of the rain as quickly as possible. She called down to Helen and Dot to come up into the cave. #WildWalkPrompt
November 2, 2025 at 12:29 AM
Most of it was what she’d come to expect from European medieval magic. While the book was compiled before her ancestor, it was exactly the type of text he would have used. But the more Kit studied, the more she believed that something was missing #WIPSnips
November 1, 2025 at 11:59 PM
“Oh god.” She whispered. “Did that happen? Or am I making it all up?”

Casey glared at the page. This doesn’t accomplish anything. She flipped the book shut and slid the pen into the spiral binding. The scar on her abdomen still burned with the memory. #WSS366
November 1, 2025 at 11:49 PM
My legs were too weak for me to rise. I turned my head and watched him stare at me a moment, his inky eyes unreadable. He collected the ghost phone, setting it back on the coffee table. I suddenly understood what he was doing, “don’t.” I started, but he hung up the phone and was gone. #BlueSkyRelay
October 28, 2025 at 4:51 AM
Del had been the last to go after Chloe had… After the investigation went so terribly wrong. Del hadn’t blamed Eve, not like Anna had, but that investigation had destroyed their relationship. Eve dragged the coveralls on, pushing aside the memory of Chloe’s scream that haunted her dreams. #InkMine
October 28, 2025 at 4:45 AM
The doctor arched her perfectly shaped blonde eyebrow, “Caitlin, you work in a coffeehouse, how busy can you be?”

Casey drank her water. “Well, I’ve been busy with friends. You know how it is, the days seem to fly by.” Casey crumpled the paper cup in her hands. She is not buying this. #VssDaily
October 28, 2025 at 4:40 AM
Casey tried to ignore the darkness. Wendy always waited for her in the dark corners. Sometimes, Wendy would follow her to work at the coffeehouse. When it was empty inside, Wendy would creep around the shadows under the tables, and if Casey closed, Wendy would haunt the patio. #Vss365
October 28, 2025 at 4:30 AM
I need to get back on track with my writing. My dating life and work life have gotten in the way. #writesky #queerwriters #writers #lgbtqwriters
October 28, 2025 at 4:19 AM
The smoke filled the interior of the car. “What happened? What did I actually see? Maybe I overreacted to hitting some kid. Fuck that’s hit and run.” He laid his head on the steering wheel. His hands shook. He twisted the ignition key and listened to the engine sputter to life. #BookishTuesday
October 28, 2025 at 4:18 AM
Chloe had grown up in the area and knew the local stories, but Del had found the one bigger story - the time the government had bombed the reef off the coast in 1927 as part of an alleged prohibition raid, which didn’t make any sense. After that night, the town was abandoned. #VssMystery
October 26, 2025 at 5:53 PM
Gliding out of the tangled brambles, she finds herself standing among the snarled mounds of roses grown wild. Wicked thorns are dark under the starlit sky, but she is simply one more shadow as her feet tread soundlessly over forgotten paths. Nothing in this place can touch her, almost. #Whistpr
October 26, 2025 at 5:46 PM
He saunters out of the shadows of the courtyard, leaning against the wrought iron rail. As usual, a hat shadows his face, but she knows it is him. He is the only viewer to show up in a suit, hat, and trenchcoat – looking like he should be an extra in Casablanca rather than watching her.
#WIPSnips
October 26, 2025 at 5:45 PM
It was Chloe who’d taught her this spell, Chloe who’d wanted to understand why Eva’s response to magic was so different from everyone else’s. But they’d never had the chance.

Now was the worst time to let memories creep in, especially memories that could be used against her. #Bonktober
October 22, 2025 at 3:53 AM
Vicki frowned, wondering what had happened to the note Leila had left in their tent, and pictured Tom joining the group so late. With everyone distracted, it gave him a great opportunity to go through her tent and delete the email. But why?
#BookishTues
October 22, 2025 at 3:49 AM
She looked at the rows of cryo-pods, the lights on each told the story of the shadow man’s crimes against them. The displays told the story of each time the pod had been opened and for how long. So many glittered, telling Echo that she was far from the first the shadow had violated. #InkMine #SFF
October 22, 2025 at 3:45 AM
“A witch waiting on a cold hillside like prey,” The voice carried through the mists.

“I seek the Queen of the hunt,” I stumbled over the words.

The unseen riders’ cruel laughter was a balm to my soul.

“Foolish witch, you seek the Queen of the Winter Court while she is in decline.” #InkMine
October 22, 2025 at 3:43 AM
Waiting in the sound
between
lightning and thunder

Cheshire moon
grinning madly through

Waiting in the sound
between
the rain and the maelstrom

#OXJDailyWords #OXJ
October 22, 2025 at 3:41 AM
She felt around in her backpack. She had a single candle and a disposable lighter in the bag. She laid the bottle of aquavit on the ground and finally felt her fingers wrap around the candle. She pressed the candle into a snow drift and lit it.
#Penstricken
October 22, 2025 at 3:39 AM
Mercy stared at the Caribbean-born woman. Charity hadn’t decided if the girl was enamored of Tituba or terrified of her. Mercy had certainly seen very few non-Europeans. She wondered how the girl would fare in Spring when her Naumkeag friends once again returned to visit her. #RetroArtPrompt
October 22, 2025 at 3:35 AM
The flickering shadows on this fresco made Tez’s transformation seem real. The lines of the god appeared to melt into the lithesome form of the jaguar. Every panel was bordered with stylized glyphs to tell the story of Tez's transformation. #UnchainedSymphonies
October 22, 2025 at 3:28 AM
She set the tray on an empty table and began piling the plates and saucers on top. She smiled at a few regular customers and carried the full tray back to the sink. She slid the dishes into the cooling water.

The soap had dissolved, and Wendy stared back from the murky depths of the sink. #Vss365
October 22, 2025 at 3:21 AM
Talking it out with Audrey had helped. And she was willing to wait and let Georgia speak for herself. For now, she had data to crunch, and nothing kept her brain better occupied. They walked back to the office, and Audrey was immediately swept up into some office emergency #VssDaily
October 22, 2025 at 3:19 AM