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Marine St. Jean

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She/her.
Lesbian romance author.
-Gay shit
-Witchy shit
-Cats

Living out your cottagecore fantasies in the wilds of Canada with her wife and a cat.

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Marine St. Jean

@marinestjean.bsky.social

#WitchSky #TarotSky
When you search for truth, you have to be prepared to discover that it's usually unpleasant. There are patterns you need to change and now that you see them, you can't unsee them.

The hermit, nine of swords r. Five of pentacles r. Four of wands r.

December 9, 2025 at 11:46 AM

Marine St. Jean

@marinestjean.bsky.social

#WIPSnips *design*
Phaedra won't be a Christmas Tree farm wife.
#lesfic #sapphic

Pat didn’t comment, but she doubted it. She’d met Phaedra a couple of times. Sweet, a little spicy, but definitely a city girl. Pat didn’t think she would trade her wolf shag cut, tight tank and loose-fitting designer jeans for gingham and overalls three years out of style anytime soon. She had that soft-masc look that all the sapphics were after lately. Lisa didn’t know it, but Phaedra would move on in a heartbeat when she left.

December 9, 2025 at 11:12 AM

Marine St. Jean

@marinestjean.bsky.social

Need some Talia merch while you wait for the Tyton sequel? Free shipping on all stickers and phone cases. Art, by the amazing Charlie Utting.
marinestjean.ca/art-and-merch

December 8, 2025 at 3:39 PM

Marine St. Jean

@marinestjean.bsky.social

#MarketingMonday only 8 weeks left to get it from me. After that, it goes to the 'zon.
marinestjean.ca/remember-monsters
#lesfic #sapphic #lesbianromance #sapphicbooks #booksky🌈📚💙 #queerbooks #indiebooks

December 8, 2025 at 12:49 PM

Marine St. Jean

@marinestjean.bsky.social

#WitchSky #TarotSky

Sometimes, something hits and you become so obsessed that you spend all you have.

Sometimes it works out.

Ace of swords, eight of swords, five of pentacles r. Two of pentacles. (Cat's paw)

December 8, 2025 at 11:33 AM

Marine St. Jean

@marinestjean.bsky.social

#WIPSnips *fourth*
Abort, abort!
#lesfic #sapphic

“Did you even try?”
“Try what?” Pat frowned.
“Try to fit in.” That had been the wrong thing to say and Pat couldn’t hold back any longer.
“You mean let some man jizz in me and then complain to his fishing buddies that I’m no longer fuckable after his fourth kid while I stay home, change nappies and do the laundry he can’t be bothered to pick up? I’ll pass, thanks.”

December 8, 2025 at 10:40 AM

Marine St. Jean

@marinestjean.bsky.social

When your wife lets you put sacrilegious nonsense on the tree.

Glass Krampus sitting on a sack of children ornament.

December 8, 2025 at 12:34 AM

Marine St. Jean

@marinestjean.bsky.social

#WitchSky #TarotSky
You fucked up and now the pile-on is a bit excessive. There's Sturm und Drang. Keep your friends close and respond cautiously.

Judgement r. Five of wands. Four of pentacles, temperance

December 7, 2025 at 2:31 PM

Marine St. Jean

@marinestjean.bsky.social

#WIPSnips *empty*
Yeah, that'll convince her you don't like her.
#lesfic #sapphic

Before she could further dissect how she felt about the whole thing, Kerr grabbed her arm and dragged her to an empty table in a dark corner. “Sorry,” she muttered. “You were probably into him and I just chased him off. I don’t know why I do that. Sometimes I think without acting.” She stared at the table, shaking her head. “I mean, act without thinking. Sorry.”

December 7, 2025 at 12:01 PM

Marine St. Jean

@marinestjean.bsky.social

#WIPSnips *hook*
It's not smut. It's smut adjacent
#lesfic #sapphic

“How are you all abs and sports bra?”
Pat lifted her shoulders sheepishly. That wasn’t a look that most people appreciated. Lisa ran a finger from the hollow of her neck, hooking it against the cotton bra.
“Please?” Lisa tilted her head.
“This hardly seems fair.” Pat pursed her lips.

December 6, 2025 at 1:19 PM

Marine St. Jean

@marinestjean.bsky.social

This isn't mine, but it's too good not to share.

If you can't get into sapphic romance, maybe the issue isn't the writing, it's just not for you.

Bingo chart with reasons why people say they can't read sapphic books.

December 5, 2025 at 12:16 PM

Marine St. Jean

@marinestjean.bsky.social

#WitchSky #Tarotsky
After that heaping mountain of bullshit, it's time to withdraw. Take some you time, alone. Those seeds you planted will grow. Those relationships will mend and that inspiration will return, but not until you get out of the way.

The hermit, seven of pentacles, three of swords, ace of swords

December 5, 2025 at 11:35 AM

Marine St. Jean

@marinestjean.bsky.social

#lesficfri *sorry*
That's why they're friends.

From the Remember Monsters sequel. The OG is at marinestjean.ca/remember-monsters or you can preorder it on KU
#lesfic #sapphic

“If I bite you, you’ll want to fuck.” Pat raised her hands defensively. “Which is cool with me, but I don’t think I’m your type.”
Phaedra tilted her head considering. “How many women? Like in a year? Ballpark?”
Pat finished her tea and set the mug aside. “More than is appropriate to discuss in polite company.”
“And how many of them are…” Phaedra searched for the right word. “Food? I’m sorry, I don’t understand how any of this works.”
Pat ran her tongue across her canines. She could feel them itching to spring free. Phaedra had already given her the invitation. She wouldn’t even remember all the details.
Phaedra caught the motion under her lip. “You’re thinking about it right now, aren’t you?”
“I am a monster.”
“There are a lot worse monsters than you out there, Pat.” Phaedra examined the leaves swirling at the bottom of the mug. “You don’t want to fuck me. I’m not your type either, Pat. That’s why we’re friends.”

December 5, 2025 at 11:04 AM

Marine St. Jean

@marinestjean.bsky.social

#WIPSnips *screen*
I'm pretty sure half the planet had one of these at one point.
#lesfic #sapphic

She sent a text to her mother asking when they’d be home. Willow spent half an hour obsessively looking at the single crack along the screen of her red Nokia 1110. The pixelated envelope never appeared. Panic started to set in.

December 5, 2025 at 10:58 AM

Marine St. Jean

@marinestjean.bsky.social

#WitchSky #TarotSky
Cool. Calm. Collected. You reign supreme over your emotions and are a shelter in the bluster of this holiday season. Don't be surprised when people start unloading on you because they aren't.

King of swords, temperance, four of swords, two of pentacles

December 4, 2025 at 11:57 AM

Marine St. Jean

@marinestjean.bsky.social

#WIPSnips *city*
This is why Pat has no friends.
#lesfic #sapphic

“If we’re so awful, why are you here? Why didn’t you leave? Why not move to the city?”
“I did leave.”
“Why did you come back then?”
Pat sighed. “Not for your community. If I had, you would have seen me before now.”
“That didn’t answer my question.”
“I liked my place. I wasn’t going to let a bunch of pissant bumpkins kick me off of my own land.”

December 4, 2025 at 11:20 AM

Marine St. Jean

@marinestjean.bsky.social

#WIPWednesday I haven't done one of these in a while because getting into the enemies to lovers vibe was proving difficult, but I finally broke through and the words have been flowing.

From the Tyton sequel.
#lesfic #sapphic

She had no issue admitting her attraction – that was undeniable at this point. She was capable of turning off her brain and having sex with someone she hated.
The problem wasn’t that. The problem was that she wasn’t turning off her brain. She didn’t hate Lusa. At least, not as much as Lusa hated her.
Kerr flexed her metal fingers. The loss of her arm should have stoked her anger, but it only felt like a small price to pay. She needed something else to hang on to because if she allowed herself to not hate Lusa, she would have to face the implication – Lusa would be gone in a few days and she’d be taking a piece of Kerr with her, whether she realised it or not.
But Kerr came up short. Her mind refused to see anything but the question that had hung in the air while she searched uselessly for any other answer than the truth. It wasn’t just attraction. It wasn’t just sex. She liked Lusa. And she really wished that Lusa liked her.

December 3, 2025 at 1:04 PM

Marine St. Jean

@marinestjean.bsky.social

#TarotSky #WitchSky
The magic of Christmas is just the unrecognised, unpaid labour of women.

Six of cups r. Eight of pentacles r. Ace of cups r. Queen of cups

December 3, 2025 at 11:30 AM

Marine St. Jean

@marinestjean.bsky.social

#WIPSnips *dominant*
You all thought I was going to post smut, didn't you?
#lesfic #sapphic

Lisa’s face contorted, confusion and loss fighting for dominance. “I don’t… I don’t…”
Pat led her into the house. “Come inside. You’re in shock.”

December 3, 2025 at 10:34 AM

Marine St. Jean

@marinestjean.bsky.social

#WitchSky #TarotSky

Settling down with a guy who's fun and exciting might seem like a good idea, but it's really just impulsivity and selfishness. If you don't leave, he will.

Knight of wands r. Six of cups, four of pentacles, six of swords.

December 2, 2025 at 11:33 AM

Marine St. Jean

@marinestjean.bsky.social

#WIPSnips *percent*
Josh learned his context cues.
#lesfic #sapphic

Pat laughed so loudly that Josh jumped. “As far as men go, I think you’re ace. Dim, but still. I say this with no malice at all.”
Josh looked apprehensive. “That doesn’t sound like there’s no malice.” He wasn’t one hundred percent certain what malice meant, but it sounded bad.

December 2, 2025 at 11:05 AM

Marine St. Jean

@marinestjean.bsky.social

It's day one of Jae's sapphic advent calendar! Enter every day to win a free sapphic book.
jae-fiction.com/sapphic-book...
#sapphic #lesfic

Sapphic book advent calendar jae-fiction.com

December 1, 2025 at 11:38 AM

Marine St. Jean

@marinestjean.bsky.social

#WitchSky #TarotSky
Maybe that decision to run was a little hasty. Get some control over yourself. Find some balance. Even if this doesn't work out, things will be better with a level head.