I finally wrote out Game Night! I wasn't planning to, it just happened. In three days, too! 5k words. #writing

https://archiveofourown.org/works/79396491

Originally it was a series of #Steampunk themed pictures with conversational captions, taken in #SecondLife and technically set there. I'm trying to make it my own universe now, which is an interesting challenge. It is Book 3 in a series, but I think it can be read on its own.
I am leaving the original up as well.

Walter Sickert & The Army of Broken Toys – HEXPHONES
#RPM #RPMchallenge #RPM2019 #Rock #Steamcrunk #Steampunk #WalterSickert #edrie #thesquidkid #Boston
CC BY-NC-ND (#CreativeCommons Attribution Non Commercial No Derivatives) #ccmusic
https://armyoftoys.bandcamp.com/album/hexphones

What's your go to playlist for the steampunk ball?
"Sexy Identities Collection 4" #Erotica #Fantasy #Steampunk #Paranomal
#CherishDesire #Amazon #Kindle #KindlePrint https://mybook.to/CDS_SI04

The organizers of the Watch City Steampunk Festival in Waltham, Massachusetts, facing the prospect of either moving the event or cutting it short, have opted for the latter. It will take place May 9 at Waltham Common but with reduced hours due to a new city regulation. #steampunk https://steampunk-explorer.com/news/watch-city-fest-remain-waltham-common-four-hour-program

Happy Valentine's Day New Release! Delia's Heartthrob is live at all retailers! It's the second story in my queer, polyamorous, Steampunk erotic romance series the Ockham Steam-Works Laboratory Chronicles, and has a Valentine's Day connection. Excerpt (with buy links) on my blog!
https://reginakammer.com/excerpts-awkward-encounter-delias-heartthrob/
#LGBTQIARomance #QueerRomance #ShortStories #Steampunk #Romancelandia #ValentinesDay

We linger. In the quiet. In the moments long past. And our ghosts are what we remember.
"Sexy Identities Collection 4" #Erotica #Fantasy #Steampunk #Paranomal
#CherishDesire #Books2Read https://wulf.fun/SexyIdentities-Collection04-B2R #Amazon #Kindle #KindlePrint #RakutenKobo #Kobo #AppleBooks #Nook #BarnesAndNoble

This week in #steampunk: Swan song for WWWC; Scenes from Whitby Steampunk Weekend; New Mortal Engines prequel; New Frenchy and the Punk single; New comics on Kickstarter. #digest https://steampunk-explorer.com/digest/steampunk-digest-february-13-2026

#52booksin52weeks 31. Author Related to the Previous Author - Nicholas Atwater - A Matter of Execution #steampunk #faeriemagic #foundfamily #PirateCrew #Redemption #shortstory #aftermath #empire #fantasy #fantasyseries #booktok #bookstagram #booksky #gamemaster #gamemastersbookclub #ttrpgpodcast https://www.k-squareproductions.com/gmbc

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Beware the Ills: Part 30

His armor shines in plated polished silver, not the black and jagged materials I’m so accustomed to seeing. He looks like a man, an interesting image.

The two next to him are much more Ill. They’re muscle bound, scar-ridden, and gleaming with a glint of war in their slashing eyes. They brace themselves in a relaxed fighting stance with their axes facing the woods surrounding us on each side. They’re not nervous. They don’t fear me, or my reputation. These Ills must be the elite troops of their entire hidden colony.

Hierarchy inhabits all living things, even these monsters.

I’m vexed about how to proceed. It has been a while since I haven’t been able to make an immediate decision. Fortunately, they do not sense my anomaly and only the sweeping flakes stir inside this narrow clearing.

I unhook the black hilt on my back for my sword and grip it in my left hand. I might need an extra weapon for these two. I feel ashamed to use it so early on, but I’ve lived this long by not underestimating them. I flip the fur on my back around my chest as I move to conceal the hilt. The bodyguard on my left taps the whelp’s shoulder and points to the tree line behind me. I stand up and use my tilted silver blade to look behind me. Nothing there, only trees, spilling snow, and flashes of green. I breathe out a long breath; it matches the clouds from the Ills. I’m jealous of their fantastic skin. It keeps them warm no matter what type of crawling cold. A form grows in the trees behind them. One of the bodyguards turns slightly to look. He’s shaking. I can see his axes tremble. I didn’t make them shake, and if it’s not me or Blue, it must be only one person.

Haukter.

They badly want to run. I can see the trembling in their legs. They look back at me. Why is Haukter here? Why is Haukter always there?

It’s quiet, no one moves, just the serene snow falling. Prey caught between two predators. Am I afraid? No, I’m not. I hate them. I hate them. I’ll cut the Ills up till they’re steaming slabs mixed in crimson slush. I will catch you Haukter, and I’ll torture you, in fact I’ll skin you. I’ll throw the peeled skin into the water for the beasts to feast on, and I’ll burn your fur. I hate him. Just one small act of charity in thirty years turns into a real monster, who of course decides to hunt me. I charge the Ills. The one in the middle stays silent. Haukter, you should run. I’ll kill them all. I’ll kill them all.

The two bodyguards position themselves on either side of the meek one. I really want to cut him open. Haukter storms in from the trees like a hide-wrapped nightmare. His footsteps practically shake the ground. The bodyguards split, one faces me, and the other faces Haukter. My opponent immediately throws the axe in his right hand at me. It doesn’t spin, but flies straight at me in a tilted blade. I knock the axe out of the air with my sword in a horizontal slash. The axe spins and smashes into my pointed-armored shoulder. He set it up to spin at me when I hit it. Impressive. The hawkish bodyguard lunges at me. Something in my stomach stirs. I cannot identify it. I cannot understand it.

I leap over him.

He’s as surprised as I am. I don’t know why. I step on his face as I jump, which cracks his nose and bloodies his eyes. The crunching nose reminds me of old ice breaking on the riverbanks. His jaw doesn’t break. I only wanted to stun him. I don’t know why.

I have never hit an Ill and have it live.

In the air, thanks to the springboard of the Ill’s face, I have a moment to survey the situation. The other bodyguard has behaved in a similar maneuver with the beastly Haukter, who runs at him like a shackled storm of feathers, skull, and hide. He throws his axe at Haukter, who cleverly knocks it away with his baggy left sleeve, preventing it from spinning at him. Why couldn’t I see that? Haukter reaches behind his back and pulls the ridiculously huge cleaver out. He must’ve forged it for days on end. Haukter throws the blade like curled lightning at the bodyguard. A thin chain follows the massive blade. He’s able to manipulate the weapon in midair just like the other day, I’m impressed. The bodyguard freezes. I would too if I were in that predicament.

I don’t know why, I really don’t, but this troubles me.

Emotions are not always dependable. I’m between the blade and bodyguard. The shadow of the spinning weapon falls onto us with its final turn. I hit it hard with my sword at an angle, so he’ll have a harder time pulling the blade around to slash us. The counter with my sword isn’t difficult, Haukter underestimated me. I know he’ll jump in the air when the cleaver angles away from us. He’ll need that space to maneuver it. I knock the bodyguard back with my left foot. I roll to the ground and hit the returning crescent blade again, knocking it back towards the jumping Haukter. The cleaver strikes his upper body in a vertical slash. Haukter sheds a flap of thick fur, letting the blade pass harmlessly by him. He’s panicking beneath those layers and weapons, I know it.

I have a moment to hit him.

I’ve kept my hilt hidden behind my furry cloak. I throw it. He doesn’t expect it, especially this early in the combat. I throw it perfectly straight. It’s too heavy to spin. It hits him directly in the chest, like a narrow bolt of steel. Haukter curls up slightly in the air. He spits blood from the slit of his hood. It spills out over the leathery edge of his mask. He falls back to the ground stunned and on his knees. I’m running towards him. I catch my hilt as it drifts down. Haukter lunges at me, pointing his left sleeve at me. Exactly ten ribbons boil out at me in a writhing, colorful tangle. They’ve got silver points on their ends. I knock them away from my throat and chest, with a few full swings. They’re extremely light. A weapon built for fluttering distraction, and nothing else. I look up from the tangled mess for his bulky form, but he’s vanished. I see his shadow shifting between the trees ahead of us. Not as strong as I expected, and that wound might slow him in the future.

I take a deep breath and lean against my sword’s handle. My knees are a little shaky, I don’t know why.

The Ills behind me are silent. They haven’t retrieved their weapons yet, but the bodyguards remain poised and ready to protect him. The snow has stopped temporarily, and the sun has calmed against the thick eves. The Ill-man slowly walks towards me with a green hand outstretched. I throw a shallow slash across his throat. He falls to his knees. I don’t know why I slashed him. The sword just moved. The bodyguards howl and charge.

“Halt!” the whelp screams in a commanding, but gurgled voice.

I’ll be releasing my novel Beware the Ills in segments every Friday. You can find out more about the book right here, or check out Amazon’s info. I love this book. Happy to simply share it. 

Yeah, it is Friday. Enjoy the latest segment of Beware the Ills. The cursed island awaits. So much to unpack with this book.

#writing #reading #fiction #books #novels #horror #fantasy #darkfantasy #steampunk

https://patrickwmarshauthor.wordpress.com/2026/02/13/beware-the-ills-part-30/

♻️🎨 Il y a des artistes qui partent d’une toile blanche… et d’autres d’un tas de ferraille.
Michel Torres Costa récupère le métal, ses cicatrices, ses boulons, ses courbes fatiguées — et le fait renaître en créatures steampunk : motos, mécaniques, chimères d’acier qui semblent prêtes à ronronner. 🏍️⚙️✨
Ici, le rebut devient récit : chaque pièce garde sa vie d’avant, mais change de destin.

👉 https://2tout2rien.fr/michel-torres-costa-art-recyclage-metallique-sculpture/

#Art #Recyclage #SculptureMétallique #Créativité #Steampunk #2tout2rien

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Scenes from Whitby Steampunk Weekend, including a fashion show. It was held Feb. 6-8 in North Yorkshire, U.K. Thanks to Neil Henderson and Craig Jenkins for allowing use of their photos. #steampunk #gallery https://steampunk-explorer.com/articles/photos-fashion-show-and-more-whitby-steampunk-weekend

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The 14th Wild Wild West Steampunk Convention, scheduled for March 19-22 in Tucson, AZ, will be its last, the organizers announced on Monday. They’re planning for “the strongest, most joyful, most memorable WWWC ever.” #steampunk https://steampunk-explorer.com/news/wild-wild-west-con-set-grand-finale-march

#zuverschenken #fedigive

#Fascinator, z.B. für #Steampunk oder einfach als festliches #Accessoire.
Maße: Höhe 36 cm, Breite (an der breitesten Stelle) 20 cm.
Auf der Rückseite sind Haarkämme befestigt, man kann den Fascinator also mit langem Haar tragen (am besten nicht, wenn es windig ist).
Wurde mir vor mehreren Jahren geschenkt, ich habe mittlerweile keine Verwendung mehr dafür.

Versand nur innerhalb von DE. Aus organisatorischen Gründen übernehme ich auch die Versandkosten.

Who Are The Rifters?
a worldbuilding post from the Rifters universe...
https://www.mpaxauthor.com/who-are-the-rifters/
#WritingCommunity #Writing #fantasy #portalfantasy #steampunk