Theogany Writes
LightNews LightNews
theogany.bsky.social
Theogany Writes
@theogany.bsky.social
210 followers 710 following 210 posts
Black Trans Writer in the upper midwest. Big fan of sci-fi, fantasy, horror and capes.

PFP by Liri_Runa

Currently Working On I EAT GODS FOR BREAKFAST.

Buy Me Kofi https://ko-fi.com/theoganywrites

Read Me Here: https://theoganywrites.wordpress.com
Posts Replies Media Videos
theogany.bsky.social
Tar Baby coded

Which one?

All.

#Novmemeber
November 3, 2025 at 7:24 PM
theogany.bsky.social
1 like = one fact about my oc A blonde woman with dark skin and an angular face stares at the viewer with a knowing almost cocky smile, brows short and stubby. A rusty chain wraps around her neck and below that an armored cloth suit covers her whole body. Behind her chains interlacing a land scape of beige and teal
June 13, 2025 at 6:36 PM
theogany.bsky.social
#FantasyIndiesJune Day 4

Vanna is a surprisingly decent home chef, and actually does enjoy cooking.
FantasyIndies June prompts by @ChesneyInfalt & @LydiaVRussell 1. Intro self & WIP 2. Magic or science 3. How does your magic system work? 4. MC’s odd talent 5. MC mentor 6. Free Friday or share what you’re proud of 7. Saturday Snippet: Magic 8. If your MC drank a truth potion what would they be afraid to reveal? 9. Aesthetic Board 10. How would your MC deal with being cursed? 11. What does MC enjoy? 12. If they could go back in time, what would your MC fix? 13. FF or are you superstitious? 14. SS: Tension 15. Father 16. Are your characters lucky or unlucky? 17. Do your characters prefer magic or science? 18. What type of magic would you want to learn? 19. Does your character believe in fate? 20. FF or share pet photos 21. SS: Longing 22. Would your MC learn a spell of invisibility or teleportation? 23. Whimsical moment 24. Adventure 25. What would your characters like to learn? 26. Subgenres 27. FF or share your favorite books 28. SS: Thinking 29. MC’s lucky charm 30. Monthly WrapUp
June 5, 2025 at 12:33 AM
theogany.bsky.social
#WriteSky Power Lore
Chart Explaining aberrations
June 2, 2025 at 11:28 PM
theogany.bsky.social
#FantasyIndiesJune Day 2

Magic in the Breakverse can be based on two principles.

Aberration - Flaws In Reality

Noospherics - Collective Thought

Think of the flaws in reality as chocolate on the Ferro Rocher, where the Noosphere is the nuts, bending the thin layer in accordance to its deviation.
List of fantasy indie prompts for the month of april
June 2, 2025 at 3:28 PM
theogany.bsky.social
#WritingPrompt
Tessa dropped to one knee and knelt before me, stabbing her sword’s tip in the ground. Her soft blonde hair shimmered between my fingers as they brushed through the strands, down to the side of her head, dragging my nails across her scalp, before making my way to her strong set jaw. She stood up and I immediately embraced her, pulling her into a kiss, our tongues sliding past one anothers’. My teeth bit down on her lip as I forcibly spread her mouth open, and her eyes screwed shut as I enjoyed what was mine. It always felt sublime when the last bit of resistence in someone breaks beneath overwhelming force. Not just break, but being purposfully surrendered. The two of us separated, and I rested my forehead against hers. “Hi.” “Hi.”
June 1, 2025 at 7:49 PM
theogany.bsky.social
a poorly drawn ms paint renditon of sweet bro from the webcomic sweet bro and hella jeff. a yellow text box sit above him displaying dialog "I WARNED YOU ABOUT STAIRS BRO!!!! I TOLD YOU DOG!"
May 30, 2025 at 10:19 PM
theogany.bsky.social
Poorly!
A disorganized row of LibreOffice documents
May 28, 2025 at 10:29 PM
theogany.bsky.social
"How do I declare to the audience that the MC might have a thing for the other MC.

*the wise and subtle solution*
“When a cape kills a cop…” The stud edged her fat finger along the rim of the hole.
May 12, 2025 at 9:42 PM
theogany.bsky.social
#QueerWritersChat
Capes, heroes and villains alike, both tend to wear clothing that is custom and highly personalized to fit a public persona separate from that of their own identity. Do to the prestige of being a cape, these costumes are considered formal even.
#QueerWriters #writesky #writers
Tar Baby is a squad, fat, muscled `woman with tan skin. shes wearing a black vest, cutoff shorts and combat boots, the lower half of her body is covered in black tar, ensconcing her in darkness. Covering her face is a black full head mask with white eyes and jagged teeth Echidna is a tall curvasious dark skinned woman, wearing a revealing black dress that shows her long smooth legs. her dress, is black, with a metalic swirling covering its full length, around her waist are two bands securred with purple metal. these same metalic hues compose her mask, demonic visage with striped tendrils merging for hair Pythia wears a hooded costume, of purple accented with gold, a crest over her shoulders, belted around her waist, and her boots bound with metal bars. she carries the standard of a snake in her right hand, and book covered with a coiled snake on its cover Diety wears nothing, technically, istead morphing her body into a costume, her muscled lithe limbs terminating in shining pink of her power, a goregous main of brown hair flows from her head down her back, the same subtance of her power forms a domino mask on her skin
May 10, 2025 at 1:22 AM
theogany.bsky.social
I see we share a vison.
A knife-wielding, quietly bloodthirsty romantic lead (actual knifeplay and bloodplay are tagged, but said character will also Think Thoughts about these things periodically and I mostly won't tag such brief mentions unless they're especially vivid)
May 8, 2025 at 11:23 PM
theogany.bsky.social
Amber is a friend of mine and really needs you help, please, give what you can

$AmberTrance
Trans family facing potential homelessness CashApp & Venmo:AmberTrance Trans family facing potential homelessness CashApp & Venmo:AmberTrance
May 8, 2025 at 7:48 PM
theogany.bsky.social
Image of denji from chainsaw man, pressing his head against a crt television while crying "HE JUST LIKE ME FR!!!!" in the background Kobeni rests against a door.
May 8, 2025 at 7:08 PM
theogany.bsky.social
Thanks to the 100 people who wanna hear what I have to say
Theogany's profile shows 100 followers
May 4, 2025 at 10:43 PM
theogany.bsky.social
#WriteSky #WritingPrompts #WritingCommunity #WIPSnips
Steam rose from my smoldering cup of coffee, it clung to the window pane in one solid muggy fog, cloudy as the evening sky. To the right of me was the gray “mask bag” sitting comfortably in a cream chair. It was just masks, we would go there in plainclothes, then put on our masks in that weird ritual. “Coffee turn out well?” Lewis came up to me, eyes heavier than usual. he got some sleep, but not enough, besides Vanna we all slept over here, and the company clearly got to him. “Yes baby.” I grabbed his forearm, and pulled him close to me. we kissed eachother, a halfway between a chaste familial kiss, and a romantic one. He pulled back, and I clutched at his fingers as he did, he slowed, and leaned back down and gave me a peck on your forehead. “Don’t worry, we are gonna get your friend back.” I sighed, and my eyes moved away from his, I sipped the coffee and stiffened myself, staring out the window at the light pouring down on the slightly damp asphalt. “Don’t-” I set the cup down on the windowsill “Please don’t make promises you can’t keep.” he sat down beside me. “You’re right, I shouldn’t, I just want you to keep your hope alive.” He worked his face into a soft, calm smile. Lewis’s daughter, in that hospital bed, skinned burned off. Hope was the only thing that kept them going, more than hate, more than rage; was hope.
May 1, 2025 at 11:57 PM
theogany.bsky.social
#WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts #WIPSnips
I break for the door with the cluster of bloxes flying out behund me, they land against the ground as I miss the impact of superheated steel behind me, it didint spalsh it tore through the van with ease, the boilign metal unfruled into a hot orange flower, at its center was Pyroclast, still armored. “Aight ‘Xida, you gone play? lets fucking play.” Pyro pulled a ball of glowing red hot metal from the hunk of scrap that used to be the van, and hurled it at me, I raised my hand up to stop it, and the ball exploded into a thousand shards of hot tear dropped shaped shrapnel. The metal began to heat up and she fired a jet of super-heated steel at my chest, even with my powers I was in the line of fire. I leap away from the howling blast, and it tears a hole into the final van. That’s when I notice I cant move my boot. The asphalt below my feet began melting into tar, ‘actual’ tar. I was stuck to the now thick dense ground. I was finally able to spot Tar Baby and Vanna. Vanna was in some type of clear bubble, immobile. Domino was trying desperately to fight the intangible figure that was playing this type of defense, I look back to the angry magma lesbian and remember the boxes were in the tar, slowly siinking in. “shit Shit SHIT!” as I try and run- to push them out of the way, about a dozen arrows fall from the sky around the pile up, and each explodes into a cloud of yellow green gas.
May 1, 2025 at 3:31 AM
theogany.bsky.social
#WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts #WIPSnips
They’d cut them off at the intersection, Pyroclast would melt the train tracks above the road to block the transport off. The three would decend on them and fight the backup… Chernobyl’s Crew was not wise, not smart, and not particularly crafty. They were ultimatly a crew of a barely coherent nitwits who outside of their dangerous and powerful abilities were clowns who couldn’t plan a crime for shit. That’s when I realized that none of this made any sense. There was no way they could’ve gotten this info without a fixer- Hell Lombard couldn’t even get his hands on papers like this, No Aerial Support, not even a change log. It was finally clear to me that they were being fed info. I grabbed the camera from my pocket, and began taking photos of the board, making sure to get all the layout and details. With it all layed out in front of me I realized that best case scenerio this is outdated info, what worried me more than that is that I wasn’t sure what would be worst. This is either a trap, or is someone playing a game of chess and we are the pawns.
April 30, 2025 at 12:31 AM
theogany.bsky.social
Lombard was very fun to conceptualize and write an awful, scummy sload of a man who our heroes' both rely on and collectively despise.
Vanna tapped a code on the yellowed key pad. The heavy door buzzed as it slid open with the help of a powerful motor bolted to the wall above its frame. Inside was a dark room, a few small office chairs, the walls were decorated with art that seemed somehow common and bougie; someone who wanted to look intelligent. In the center of the room, behind a hardwood desk, sitting on the fanciest chair of all was a man, tall, portly with a slicked back balding mullet. To his right was an ornate metal helmet that harkened back to some old European style. “The Thorn!” Lombard growled out, his voice was uniquly and distinctly chicagoan in a way I only saw in parody. With the utterance of the Teams name everyone slid on their masks. Touko handed me mine, I slid in on, and put my glasses over it, Lombard, slid on his helmet ataching it with a leather strap. “What can I do for you today?”
April 29, 2025 at 3:51 AM
theogany.bsky.social
#WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts #WIPSnips
The drive was rapid and quiet, even more so than the mission earlier in the day, I wasn’t sure why Touko wasn’t talking, couldve been fear of bugs, couldve been anxiety, regardless of the events earlier, but the fear was still present. We finally ride up to the house, and we peel out of the car, Lewis lets us in, he was in a green robe, his house looked like a family home, it was sickingly domesestic. Valerie was wearing nothing but a tshirt and hopefully panties, thankfully covered by the oversized top. She was on the phone with someone.
April 28, 2025 at 4:45 PM
theogany.bsky.social
#LesbianLineShare CW: Misgendering, Graphic Violence

Quite Unpolished Section From A Fight Scene
“Giavanna Michelle Gye Darwin, Born Giovanni Micheal Gye Darwin, to you as Tar Baby, on December 31st 2019 entered a bar, and killed every patron, among them was a boy visiting there, 18, celebrating the end of the first semester of his senior year after recovering from a car accident, Giavanna shoved a bear bottle down his throat before stomping his head into the ground.” “Stop.” Voiced trained firm. “August 23 2020, Tar Baby castrates a detroit destrict attoerny with tar before lighting him on fire.” “You are reading off a fucking list.” My voice cracked fell and broke. “Tar Baby, July of 2023, particpated in a job to rob an armored car with a crew of supervillians known as the Cheronbyl’s Crew.” he walked towards me, into the field, going right up to one of the pieces. “a young woman 17, got severly injured to to chernobyls radation poisoining” “WHAT ARE YOU GETTING AT!” I pressed the metal slag teardrops pointed end at his skull “Providing you with context.” I I plunged ever piece of metal I could into his calf, he screamed loudly as the mass of metal no in his leg vibrated at they shook against each other, he clutched his leg as he did,
April 27, 2025 at 1:42 AM
theogany.bsky.social
#WriteSky #writingCommunity #WritingPrompts #WIPSnips
Vanna tapped a code on the yellowed key pad. The heavy door buzzed as it slid open with the help of a powerful motor bolted to the wall above its frame. Inside was a dark room, a few small office chairs, the walls were decorated with art that seemed somehow common and bougie; someone who wanted to look intelligent. In the center of the room, behind a hardwood desk, sitting on the fanciest chair of all was a man, tall, portly with a slicked back balding mullet. To his right was an ornate metal helmet that harkened back to some old European style.
April 26, 2025 at 7:22 PM
theogany.bsky.social
Aaaaand Title-Card

#WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts #WIPSnips
I looked over at Valerie, her head dropped and her shoulders sagged, she was on the verge of crying. I wrapped my arms around her and stood there standing in defiance of the Superhero. “it’s already happened.” he walked to the mask and picked it up, examining it. “Hasn’t it?” He handed me the mask and I tore it from his hands. “You don’t give holiness to a dog.” Ohm sauntered off, sure of himself, vindicated in his crulty. I closed the distance between us. Moving close before pressing my chest into his, stepping on my toes to meet his height. “I know who I put my trust behind, and sadly she didn’t and it bit her in the ass.” He took a deep spiteful huff as he boiled Ohm swung for me, I dodged, Oxida came up behind us launched herself at the man. He metal glove shattered the black visor, her reflection with it. “FUCk MY EYE.” stary shard of glass? “You don’t matter to me anymore, I forgot you even existed. You think you scare me?” she looked down at him, taunting. Oxida stared down at the shrinking man and smiled her soft grin, unloving stillness turned sadism turned pride. “I don’t know what you’d think youd get for confronting me?” She beckoned her helmet back to her, a rusty demon skull flew across the room and into her open hand. “What can heroes do to me? I eat gods for breakfast.”
April 25, 2025 at 7:48 PM
theogany.bsky.social
A bronze haired black woman with dark skin tilts her head and smiles towards the viewer with soft brown eyes and an easy gaze. draped in crimson fabric with steel chestplates welded to the suit itself. a chain coils around her neck. A black butch with short locs and a wide closed smiled that does not reach her lips stares er illy at the viewer with her gleaming silver eyes. Beneath her neck is a vest so covered in tar and blood that one cannot tell where the leathers end and her skin begins. behind her is a bloody background coevered in teeth and blades
April 25, 2025 at 4:13 AM
theogany.bsky.social
#LesbianLineShare
she took one last sip of her wine cooler and chucked it across the the room, Connie hunched over, I moved closer as we huddle. “You are the only one to blame, maybe her for some of it, but she wouldn’t have ever made those bad choices if you didn’t give her an impossible task, let you die, or be complicit in it.” I tried to hold back tears and be strong, I clenched the cushioning. “She figured, ‘well I guess it’s always gonna be my life for yours’ type thing, cause she never has really valued her life, its always been about how much she could sacrifice.” Connie turned to me eyes wide like dinner plates tears welling up. “you are the same, I think- you saw someone you- you felt wrong because someone was suffering because of your descion, and you wanted to help, same as her.” “but you both have the same flaw too, you think that because you give so much, you have an excuse for not thinking about what you do. For at times, being inconsiderate.” I listend to her accusations, bit my lip and looked away “Now your wondering why you came here. Just to get psycho analizyed?” “No-” “tell me, you got in trouble with the Guild- what for?” I took more of the room in while I breathed in, the scents and the slight fermented scent of the empty wine cans and musk, the soft fibers of the couchi ran my hands against the beige fabric. “I almost killed a cop.” Connie grabbed another sip of the wine and chuckled. “Wow that’s fucking hot.”
April 24, 2025 at 9:53 PM
theogany.bsky.social
uhhhhh while magic does exist in Breakfastverse its not too relevant to the first book. so uh aberrant?
The room was focused and concetrated, the motly they had formed was effectively organized into an actual force. Zeus headed back to their seat along side Iron Maiden, going around opposite sides of the table to reach their specific points. Kitty stayed though and a new screen popped up. “Penultimately, we will discuss the two known agents besides Boogey themselves.” it was a blurred photo of a vague wrought shape dashing at what appeared to be a man in a suit beneath a light. There was a soft blue fonted sign outlined in similar piping on a white background; It read Peace Offerings Funeral Home. “This is one of the few known images of Ghoul, one of the aberrant we can confirm the presence of .” Kitty typically kept a soft smile on her face, this was one of the few times this evening where she hadn’t. Another image popped up of a few moments later, a soft green light going from the point of contact between Ghoul and the man.
April 24, 2025 at 9:29 PM