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Oh no, a SCRAP of kindness? For HIM?

#WIPSnips "except"

#WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts

Excerpt from a sage owen WIP, text as follows:
"Welcome to-oh. Hey." She peered up at him, her fake face frozen
in a grimace.
"Hey there." As usual, his smile was warm, open. She was reluctantly beginning to suspect it was genuine. "Quiet night?"
"Not a lot of shoppers willing to brave this wind on a Wednesday
night when we're barely into December." She agreed.
He was shifting, restless, looked half-frozen and like he was regretting his life choices. She was regretting a lot of life choices, and could relate. Remembering his kindness about the car incident, she tried to summon some friendly energy. "Let's warm you up. Black coffee?"
"Nah, think I need something sweet." He didn't mean it any kind of way but it sent an involuntary thrill through her. "Cocoa if it ain't too much trouble."
"Coming right up." Or it would've been, except she hadn't finished refilling the hot water dispenser. Shit. Lark peeked out at him. He was stamping his feet and chafing gloved hands together, his breath icy puffs in the dark, hood pulled high against the wind, gaze idly skimming the mostly empty holiday village. "Hey," she called. "I've got to put more water on."
"Ah, don't go to the trouble on my account." He protested. "I'll take
the coffee, if that's what you've got."
"I was going to say do you want to come in and warm up a minute while it heats?"
"Won't get you into trouble with your boss?"
"It's the least I can do after messing up your car. Come around back." She flipped the tap on as she passed and unlatched the door. He ducked through the doorway, and when he straightened she looked up, up, up at him, hadn't realized how tall he was.
"I appreciate it." He said, his words a gentle, secretive hush.

February 5, 2026 at 1:05 PM

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It’s hard to take a compliment when you’re wildly entangled with the woman who ruined your life (half credit). Especially when it’s from your work nemesis.

#WIPSnips "position"
#WriteSky #WritingPrompts #WritingCommunity

"Excerpt from a sage owen WIP, text reads:

“Voice of an angel." She mimicked bitterly. She'd never heard a man say the like when he didn't mean something positioned somewhat lower than Carrie's larynx. Surely this hulking lumberjack with his overblown manners was no exception.
But... she let herself dream for a single blissful minute. What if some of the people who said things like voice of an angel actually meant it?
What if some of them, in complimenting Carrie, were actually complimenting her?

February 4, 2026 at 1:08 PM

🍃sage🍃

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TFW you’re obsessed with your date, and you’re THISCLOSE to getting the point you’ve been missing

#WIPSnips “confident”

#WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts

Snippet from a sage owen WIP. Text as follows:

"Hey y'all," Cook rasped. "Turns out we're not done with Lark just
yet. She's gonna sing a song or two for you."
And there she was, radiant in the lights, glittering like a star and smiling for all the world, more beautiful than anything he'd ever seen.
"Oh, I love this song. Dance with me—"
He waved Sarah quiet as Lark started to sing. Her voice rose, rich and full, confident and playful and spectacular. She did a little shuffle step to the side with a wry expression, and she had the voice of heaven itself. No, she had Carrie Wrangler's voice exactly. No, better, because he'd never heard this level of fire or yearning on an album.
"Fuck." He breathed, blown away by the sheer power in her.
And something clicked into place.

February 3, 2026 at 2:11 PM

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No new pictures. Where are you at mentally.

Meme of two dogs, one wearing a beret with the text “aller à horny jail” and the other being hit with a baguette, accompanied by the word “bonque”

February 2, 2026 at 1:00 PM

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Finn’s life is a mess off the rugby pitch. Then a hookup he ghosted arrives at training camp with the clout to wreck his career, so it’s a mess everywhere, actually.

Heated Rivary x Ted Lasso

🌈 bi/demi rep
🥺 messy feelings
🎤 mm athlete x journalist
🏉 your crush? At WORK?
#QuestPit #lgbt #A #R #W

Moodboard for Sage Owen’s rugby romance novel WIP (tentatively titled The Re-Try). It features 7 images including anonymous men playing rugby, a tidy blond man in a collared dress shirt, Belfast at sunset, two cocktails on a moodily lit bar, and two men’s hands entwined on white hotel sheets.

January 31, 2026 at 9:19 PM

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Lark is at rock bottom. Betrayed, career in ruins, lying to everyone she loves… and the holiday market she’s working keeps running her into a man who smiles like he’s never met a problem.

🎄holiday romance
🔥 slow burn
🤫 secrets
😒🤠 grumpy/sunshine
🏘 small town
🌶reluctant chemistry
#QuestPit #w #a #r

Mood board for Sage owen’s untitled Christmas romance novel. Includes a dark haired woman, a man in a cowboy hat, snowy small town countryside scenes, a holiday market, a piano and acoustic guitar, a woman cuddling a golden retriever, and a close up of a man and a woman’a hands loosely entwined.

Photo of an excerpt from sage owen’s untitled holiday romance WIP. Text reads:

The enormity washed over her again. Lark pressed palms to her
face. "What did you do, Neil?"
"I just told a reporter friend-under condition of anonymity," he winked like that should fucking matter, "—that there was a story there!
There's no way it'll come back to you."
"It already has! I got a call from Marshall promising me legal action
for breaking my NDA!"
"But you didn't do it." He sounded smug, like he'd found a magic
loophole.
"Guess what! If my boyfriend knew it, then I obviously did break my NDA!" which was frustrating because she'd never told Neil or anyone else, but he was smart enough to realize songs he'd heard her practicing in the apartment eventually became international hits over the last year, and she'd been singing them before the album came out.
The problem wasn't that she thought he wouldn't notice. The problem was she'd thought he loved her enough to keep his mouth shut.
The problem was she'd been stupid and trusting.

January 31, 2026 at 2:42 PM

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POV: your coworker is a man so disarming it makes you suspicious, but your battery is dead and it’s freezing out 😒

#WIPSnips "suggest"
#WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts

Writing WIP by sage owen with text as follows: "Need a jump?" he guessed out the window. If it was much more than that he wouldn't be much help. A face peered around the hood, squinting in his headlights. Well then. "Lark? It's Billy."
Relief gave her the softest expression she'd showed him yet. She came around to his driver's side. How long had she been out here alone? She looked half-frozen. "Hi. My battery's dead, I think."
"I've got cables. Want me to take a look?"
"Thanks. I'm... hopeless about cars."
He folded awkwardly into her driver's seat and tried to start the little car. It didn't make a sound. He dug around behind his seat for jumper cables and after a few minutes with the cars connected he tried her Toyota again. She was shifting from foot to foot, shivering, wasn't dressed for a prolonged stand about in the weather. "Go on and sit in the truck, why don't you? This'll take a few and it'll either work or it won't, no sense getting frostbite over it."
Lark muttered something but after a moment she accepted his suggestion. He tried a few more things but five more minutes later he gave it up as a lost cause. He opened his passenger door and leaned in, relishing the blast of heat. "No luck. I can drop you someplace and we can deal with it tomorrow, or I'll wait with you for a tow."
"We?" she sounded skeptical.
"Not to presume but I work the opening shift at the nearest auto parts store, so I'm probably who you'll need to see for a new battery, unless you take it to a shop and give a middle man the privilege."
"Unbelievable." She hissed under her breath. He stepped back, didn't want to loom over her. Lark closed her eyes, tipped her head toward the ceiling, drew in a slow purposeful breath. Then she straightened and nodded. "Alright. Let me get my things."
So he closed her hood and his, then held the passenger door for her.
She gave him a look. "Are you kidding?"
"No ma'am." He grinned, and maybe it was a little rude to needle her when she was always

January 31, 2026 at 12:26 AM

🍃sage🍃

@sageowenwrites.bsky.social

Hi! I’m Sage and my newest WIP is a slow burn romance between a disgraced musician at rock bottom and a sweet small town guy who can help everyone but himself. Will she save her career but lose her heart in the process?

I’m looking forward to the weekend to make some progress!

#WeeknightWriters

January 30, 2026 at 2:08 AM

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POV your boyfriend’s best friend hates you and you’re trying not to hate him right back 😒

#WIPSnips wotd “commit”
#WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts #romance

Screenshot of a Sage owen WIP, text follows:

A deflating sound. “That’s just perfect.”
“It suits him. He likes the work and he’s good at it. He’s happy, if
that matters to you. He’d be happier if you made up.”
“I don’t think there’s any fixing what’s wrong between us.”
“And what’s that?”
A dry look. “If I haven’t talked it out with him what makes you think
I’ll talk about it with you?”
“Fine, don’t. But I’d move heaven to make that man happy, and I
wish his best friend would too.”
“Move heaven? Last I heard you wouldn’t even commit to staying in
Forked River for him.” Matthew gestured. “What’s all this? Set
dressing? Appeasement?”

January 26, 2026 at 9:42 PM

🍃sage🍃

@sageowenwrites.bsky.social

Nothing like a betrayal and a breakup to kick off a romance novel, right?

#WIPSnips
#WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts #romancesky

An excerpt from a romance novel WIP by sage owen. It reads:

The enormity washed over her again. Lark pressed palms to her
face. “What did you do, Neil?”
“I just told a reporter friend—under condition of anonymity,” he
winked like that should fucking matter, “—that there was a story there!
There’s no way it’ll come back to you.”
“It already has! I got a call from Marshall promising me legal action
for breaking my NDA!”
“But you didn’t do it.” He sounded smug, like he’d found a magic
loophole.
“Guess what! If my boyfriend knew it, then I obviously did break my
NDA!” which was frustrating because she’d never told Neil or anyone
else, but he was smart enough to realize songs he’d heard her
practicing in the apartment eventually became international hits over
the last year, and she’d been singing them before the album came out.
The problem wasn’t that she thought he wouldn’t notice. The problem
was she’d thought he loved her enough to keep his mouth shut.
The problem was she’d been stupid and trusting.

January 25, 2026 at 4:21 PM

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@sageowenwrites.bsky.social

Anddddd here’s a little racy/nsfw one from the same WIP for people who like a bit of spice 🌶 #WIPSnips #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts #romance

A screen cap of NSFW writing WIP. Text reads:
Restlessness overpowered her, a sudden need to know if this was going to stay different. “Will you…” /fuck me? Make love to me?/ both sounded impossible. He didn’t make her settle on a tone.
“God, yes. I’m yours for the asking.” The delicious fingers stilled. A muscular arm reached over her. Lark wriggled out of her underwear, looked greedily at his body as he strokes a condom smoothly down the length of his cock. He was perfect, all firm steady bone and broad tender muscle. Even if the sex wasn’t good, it would be worth doing again just to look at him.

January 24, 2026 at 3:34 PM

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@sageowenwrites.bsky.social

Finally! So many good prompts and I’ve had nothing exciting to share but I’ve got bone for days (be cool)

Here’s a sfw one of the moment my mmc catches feelings #WIPSnips #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts #romance

A screen cap from a writing WIP to include a sample of the word ‘bone.’ Text as follows: He’d thought Lark was fine-looking, not that it mattered because she didn’t seem to like him much. But in that moment, seeing a real, genuine smile brighten across her face, she might’ve been the most beautiful woman he’d ever seen. It made her dark eyes sparkle, made the subtlest dimples at the corner of her mouth, highlighted her cheekbones. And more than that, it emphasized how damn sad or unhappy she looked the rest of the time.
“What?” She asked, and amusement changed her voice too, made it smoky and inviting and playful.
For a moment he was dumbstruck, just stood there staring at her before he literally shook himself back to rights with a full-body shiver. He laughed it off. “Oh nothing, falling asleep on my feet here, the heat feels so good. Much obliged, but I’d better get back to it.”

January 24, 2026 at 3:27 PM

🍃sage🍃

@sageowenwrites.bsky.social

rise and grind y’all let’s get this dread

Today’s coffee divination looks like a snake to me so I’m on the lookout for wisdom and shedding what doesn’t serve me, so I can grow and flourish 🐍

(Is it still tasseomancy if I’m not interpreting the grounds?)

Photo of a mug of coffee foam with a milk pour like that (to me) resembles a squiggly snake

January 21, 2026 at 1:48 PM

🍃sage🍃

@sageowenwrites.bsky.social

Current read: Lady of the Drowned Empire

#currentread #fiction #fantasy #romantasy #booksky #flatlay

Flat lay photography of a phone playing the audiobook “lady of the drowned empire” by Frankie Diane mallis. Other items pictured are a pen and notebook, a sculpture bust, and pair of green headphones

January 19, 2026 at 11:27 PM

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@sageowenwrites.bsky.social

I love these image generators so much

picrew.me/en/image_mak...

A picrew illustration in the style of maddel_art of a green haired queer person in a black sleeveless shirt on an orange background

January 18, 2026 at 2:20 PM

🍃sage🍃

@sageowenwrites.bsky.social

Oh hell yeah

January 18, 2026 at 1:41 PM

🍃sage🍃

@sageowenwrites.bsky.social

She’s a disgraced country music star*. He can help anyone but himself and doesn’t want his heart broken again.

He won’t leave. She can’t stay. But there’s magic in the air.

🎄holiday romance
🔥 slow burn
🤫 hidden past
🏘 small town
🌶🌶🌶 reluctant chemistry

#BluePit📖 #w #a #r

January 14, 2026 at 3:24 AM

🍃sage🍃

@sageowenwrites.bsky.social

What do you do when the fling you ghosted shows up at training camp with the power to destroy your career?

Heated Rivary x Ted Lasso meets rugby and messy feelings

🌈 bi & demi discovery
🥺 yearning
🎤 mm athlete x journalist
🏉 forced to work with your crush

#BluePit📖 #lgbt #A #R #W

January 13, 2026 at 5:20 PM

🍃sage🍃

@sageowenwrites.bsky.social

Just finding things to do in the Heated Rivalry off season

Photo of a notebook and pen, wireless earbuds, and a phone playing the audiobook for Rachel Reid’s Game Changers (trying to take the edge off my Heated Rivalry withdrawal)

January 6, 2026 at 8:43 PM

🍃sage🍃

@sageowenwrites.bsky.social

Rise and grind, I’m back to my day job today after weeks drifting, noncorporeal and vaguely insensate, between meals and holidays and naps.

All I want to do is write and rewatch Heated Rivalry, is that so much to ask