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Lydia and Angie Wolfe
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Writers of sapphic sci-fi and fantasy, always with a big dash of hopepunk. Unabashed nerds. Gamers. Bakers. Makers. Old school lesbats.
In progress: The Neon Spires series - Sapphic cyberpunk/hopepunk
The Riven Goddess - Sapphic high fantasy
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This is an oldie of my renders, but here you go. This is Calypso. One of Angie's D&D characters. 😁

(done in Daz studio. No AI)
April 20, 2025 at 5:02 AM
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"No friction; no flame;
No struggle; no progress;
No sweat
How many times do we have to win
'Til you realize that we are not lost yet?"
- Matches by Sifu Hotman

Keep the hope my friends. Keep up the fight. 💜
A close up image of a tiny sprouting plant that's distorted as if it's being shown on an old video. The text over the image reads "If the situation was hopeless, their propaganda would be unnecessary."
April 13, 2025 at 10:41 AM
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This is SUCH a brilliant example of how an evocative and gorgeously simple description can change in meaning so drastically over time-even a very short period!

What other examples can you think of? Authors, do you have any that might fall prey to this?

#amwriting #writesky #cyberpunk #authorsky
A simple silhouette drawing of a skyline in black and grey in the foreground, with three vertical stripes of color making up the sky in the background. The first third is black. The middle is black and white static like an old tv screen. The last third is blue. The bottom has the opening quote from William Gibson's Neuromancer. It says "The sky above the port was the color of television, tuned to a dead channel." William Gibson, Neuromancer.
April 6, 2025 at 10:37 AM
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Oh this is Angie and I for sure. 😁

#sapphiclove #wlw
March 23, 2025 at 10:46 PM
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A friend of ours shared this poem from tumblr. First off, I love it. But also, it resonates so hard with Anne and Ghost from our Riven Goddess series. Ghost: "If you can't find it, it's something you make" Anne: "Hope is a shield and a thing to defend."

🌈📚💙 🔱 🏳️‍🌈
#sapphfic #wlw #queerwriters #hope
A screenshot of a tumblr post by tenaciouswritingdragon. It's written as tags and says: I was really expecting this to turn into a poem like Hope is a weapon Hope is a skill Hope is a plant you can care for or kill Hope is a discipline Something you choose Hard to stop looking for Easy to lose Hope isn't something to have or to take If you can't find it, it's something you make Make it from willpower, make it from spite Learn how to weaponize love in a fight Hope is a shield and a thing to defend End in itself and a means to an end etc etc idk maybe one of the tags is in a familiar meter and it subconsciously activated the dormant dr seuss lobe of my brain. v good post regardless An image of two women in front of a stone cottage at dusk. There is a stone wall behind them with wildflowers growing along it, fog, and fireflies, and a warm lantern glows by the cottage door. The first woman, Anne, is tall and muscled, with bright red hair up in a loose bun, and lightly tanned, freckled skin. She's muscular, and wears chainmail and a sword at her side. She's smiling softly and holding the hand of the other woman, who is hugging her from behind. The second woman, Ghost, is shorter, and is a drow, slight of build and graceful looking, with lavender grey skin, short white hair that covers burn scars and claw marks on her face, a small silver ring in her septum, and green and black leather armor. She has a soft smile on her face and leans her head on the back of the first woman's shoulder. They look happy and content, and the feeling of the piece is quiet, soft, and hopeful.
March 4, 2025 at 5:03 AM
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The first two paragraphs from Neon Spires. 💜 (it was a tough choice between this and a scene with a little more action, but I love this opening.)

#wip #writesky #indieauthor #sapphfic #cyberpunk #hopepunk #amwriting

🌈📚💙 🔱✍️
February 15, 2025 at 8:23 PM
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Feeling this right now...

#indieauthor #writer #queerauthor
Screenshot of a tweet by Neil Renic. It says: Write every day for 1 hour. If you miss a writing day add 1 hour to the next. It's incredible! Tomorrow I'm writingfor 7 years.
February 4, 2025 at 8:57 AM
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Me: All of this is wearing me down. I cannot brain enough to write tonight. There is no focus, there are no words.

Also me: *spends three hours hyperfocused on adding ridiculous details to a 3d model of a character from my D&D group that no one will see in the final render.*

#3dartist #dnd 🌈📚✍️
A head shot of a 3d model of a water genasi. She has delicate features, light green skin, gills on her neck, frilled and pointed sea elf ears with multiple earrings, eyes with green irises and black sclera, and a curly faux-hawk of hair textured to look like it's made of water. She's wearing shell pauldrons, a cape, and a dark purple top. A close up of all the trinkets on the character's belt. There's a copper crab claw with lots of blue patina, and a lobster made of dark green, gold veined marble, and a glowing green hooked wand that is sticking out of a hip pouch that hangs from her belt. She's wearing an ornate blue and gold embroidered corset and brown leather pants.
February 2, 2025 at 3:18 PM
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🌈📚 🔱 💙📚
Meet Pixx, one of the MC's from Neon Spires.

"Not how I expected my night to go. You should punch whoever gave you the idea this was going to be easy, for both of us. I'm kind of offended you came for me thinking you'd only need one grenade."

#cyberpunk #sapphfic #indieauthor #lesfic #sff
A woman with short cyan, purple, and pink hair, one side shaved and the rest chin length, poses in front of a neon lit window that is covered with raindrops. The city behind her lights the sky pink. She looks at the camera with a slight smirk, and eyes that glow neon pink. No AI was used to make this image.
January 27, 2025 at 11:31 AM
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#januwrite 25

Oh man, I have one for this! This is actually the chapter I'm working on right now. From Neon Spires. (Note, meta is slang for metahuman. Yeah, we've got mutants.)

🌈📚 #indieauthor #sapphfic #cyberpunk #sapphic #lesfic #lgbtauthor
A screenshot of a document. It reads: Careening through the streets on the front of some meta bounty hunter’s tricked out motorcycle, just ahead of rampaging bots that obviously wanted one or both of them dead, was not exactly the weirdest position Pixx had ever been in, but it was definitely up there. There wasn’t much for her to hold on to as she was, caged in on three sides and loomed over by Sunshine’s solid presence. All Pixx could do was brace her hands against the body of the bike, hovering in an awkward position that kept their bodies just far enough away from each other for comfort, and trust that the other woman wouldn’t let twenty-five thousand creds slide off and splatter on the pavement after all this trouble.
January 26, 2025 at 1:41 AM
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Me: I think I'll get some writing done. *puts on headphones, cranks the music*

Me: What in the hell sounds like thunder?

My dog, right next to my chair:

🐾 #indieauthor #dogsofbluesky #sapphicauthor
January 25, 2025 at 11:56 PM
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#Januwrite 24

One more! This one from The Riven Goddess series that Angie is working on.

#writesky #writingcommunity #sapphfic #indieauthor #sapphicfantasy
A screenshot of a document. It reads: “Yeah, I know.” Anne pulled her cloak about her more tightly, chain shirt jingling as she shifted her sword out of the way with a practiced ease. Though it was still early fall, the winds coming off the Song sea were already whispering of the coming winter’s chill. Further north in Fjalhold, where she was from, the skies would have already settled into the steely gray of winter, and the leaves would be well into the yearly journey from their verdant tones to the fire colored hues they were known for. Here though, in Mindalon, there was at least still a hint of gold to the sun, though today it provided no appreciable warmth. Despite the chill in the air, the city around them was no less busy than ever, and while Anne had been to Mindalon several times since she’d begun to travel with the company, this was the first time she’d been here this late in the season.
January 25, 2025 at 10:22 AM
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#Januwrite 24

Coming in a little late with an excerpt from Neon Spires. Oh, hey, you guys get to see this bit even before our alphas. 😅

#writesky #indieauthor #sapphfic #cyberpunk #writingcommunity
A screenshot of a document. It reads: The run-down apartments and storefronts began to give way to vacant lots and partially demolished high rises. Skeletons of old buildings, torn down to bare steel and concrete, stood stark against the darkening sky, decaying scaffolding still clinging here and there to their empty corpses. The few people out on these streets mirrored the broken-down architecture around them. Gaunt and haggard, they kept their heads down as the bike blew past, minding their own business.
January 25, 2025 at 10:19 AM
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The world overwhelming, I decided on some self-care tonight. Big mug of tea in a mug from Angie, homemade chocolate chip cookies, and diving in to write some cyberpunk. *cracks knuckles* Let's go.

🌈📚
📚💙
#writer #sapphfic #sapphic #cyberpunk #wlw #indieauthor
Two ridiculously tasty chocolate chip cookies sit in front of a monitor next to a giant mug of tea. The mug is blue and has a crescent moon and stars and says "Love you to the moon and back." The monitor has the end of a chapter from Neon Spires on it. It reads: Right. Like she was ever that lucky. Her eyes flicked from the other woman to the lot, then back up to meet those intense green eyes. Sunshine seemed to hear the sound almost at the same time Pixx did. Like a wary predator, her body tensed with a coiled up energy. Her eyes narrowed and her lip pulled back from her teeth in a little snarl, exposing upper and lower canines that were just a little too sharp and a little too long to be strictly human. Then, suddenly, the whole world exploded into gunfire.
January 25, 2025 at 4:52 AM
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“Someday, I will have enough to find a place that is mine, a place that no one can take from me. And if the only way to that place is back through the Nightlands, then that is where I will go.”

Meet Ghost, one of the MC's of our Riven Goddess series.

📚💙🌈 #SapphFic #sapphicauthor #sapphicfantasy
A grey-skinned, blue-eyed drow with white hair, wearing dark green leather armor, peers out from under a green and brown cloak with a slight smile.
January 24, 2025 at 3:07 AM
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In a time where they are trying so hard to erase queer and trans voices, it is an act of rebellion to continue to exist.
We are here, we will tell our stories. We will not be silenced or erased. Love to you all, my friends.
A flaming skeleton rides into battle. Text reads: "State of the world? Bad. Mental health? Also bad. But still we charge forward."
January 22, 2025 at 12:27 AM