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#hi is an active hashtag on Bluesky. In the last 30 days, 113 people shared 176 posts with it — around 6 a day. Activity is down 13% versus the previous week, peaking on Jul 17 with 11 posts.

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@saraasaraa.bsky.social
over 1 year ago
on tiktok i’m indigo_dahlia but someone already snagged my username before i got here 😭 anyways hi guys #fyp #hi
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@oldmoldypickle.bsky.social
over 1 year ago
im so tired of twitter hello bluesky #hi
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Isaac ⚔ Isaac
@isaacxisaac.bsky.social
over 1 year ago
Gay crimes! Trans wrongs! Enemies to enemies! Here's my #Own #LGBT #Hu #YA(?) again for #WSPit! A romp through a colorful, heightened #Hi storical playground. Can one defeat the patriarchs with the very weapons of masculinity? Well, one angry trans boy can sure try stabbing them a lot. #WSPitW
"L'entrée du prince de Ligne à Londres 1660", painted by François Duchatel in 1660, depicting the arrival of a great procession of ambassadors walking in fine clothes and riding in coaches, watched by a huge crowd of Londoners. Text over it reads: THE DUEL IN 1660: a queer swashbuckling farce.
"The arrival of King Charles II of England in Rotterdam, may 24 1660" by Lieve Verschuier, showing many ships with the Flag of Holland/States Flag. The grand ship bearing Charles II has his royal arms carven on the stern. Text over it reads: England, 1660: the restoration of the monarchy. In Charles II's triumphant wake, a Royalist family quietly returns, but not with their single daughter—instead, with their single son. 15-year-old Alexander—vain, hot-tempered, and warm of heart—expects to strut in as an aristocratic peacock. But when his ambitions are frustrated, he's sucked instead into intrigues of questionable honour and forced to reckon with what it really means to be a man.
"Man Writing a Letter" by Gabriël Metsu, painted around 1665. A Dutch young man, beautiful and androgynous with long blond hair, wears black doublet, breeches, and stockings and a luxurious white shirt and falling band. His expression is tranquil and far-off as he writes a letter on a table draped with an imported carpet. Text over it reads: Pray enjoy this tempest in a teapot, crafted of the purest tropes and set in the Age of the Rakehells, featuring: glamour and grime of 17th century Westminster. goofy action punctuated by primal screams of rage. problematic characters for miles. petticoat breeches parkour. queer mentorship. romantic friendship (or maybe 'tis just gay, oops). boys who cry. a lot. and somehow, everything turning out all right in the end.
Detail of "View from the Mussel Pier in Amsterdam", painted by Ludolf Bakhuizen in 1673, showing a peaceful sky over a ship with two gulls. Text over it reads: Alexander stood at the edge of the deck, one hand clutching the railing, the other fastened tight on the brim of his hat as he leaned out over the waves. He was not much afraid of falling in, though he had never swum anything choppier than a pond. Rather, he was afraid that his Acadian fur hat, the most expensive for sale in the shop on the Kalverstraat, might fly off his small crown and flap with its feathers all the way to water—which, like the sky, could not quite decide between blue and grey. There was no one to see him aside from the sailors and now Klein, climbing up from below. Still, he had meticulously dressed that morning, down to every last ribbon. He’d had a very specific vision of himself when the suit was being ordered: the azure he’d picked was not just brighter than everything around him on the fluyt but even the true sky itself, and he sparkled with silver, when the wind tugged his doublet and loose breeches, and gold, when the little light managed to catch on his sword’s hilt. It was imperative, one must understand, that he look extremely stylish doing battle, should pirates suddenly appear to satisfy his fantasies. And indeed, at fifteen, he thought himself quite the dashing young man—not the boy he was.
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Mike Mizov
@mikemizov.bsky.social
over 1 year ago
🖤 Manor With a Mind 📖 Cryptic Diary 💀 Generational Blood Curse 🕯 Gaslight, Gatekeep, Ghosts 🏚 Slow-burn 🖋 Arranged? Lovers? Ghostly Trauma Bonding? 🔥 If the House Doesn’t Kill You, Love Might 🕰 1919 but Make It Haunted ⚰ Who Needs a Dowry When You Have a Death Curse? #WSPit #WSPitQ #A #H #P #Hi #M
A moodboard for The Last Heir of Bradbury Manor. It shows a spooky staircase, a decayed living room, a girl climbing out of a well, a book on fire, a lovely Victorian garden party, and a gothic dinner. There is the phrase "Breaking the curse means losing him forever. Embracing it may damn her soul"
The comps for The Last Heir of Bradbury Manor The House at Watch Hill with its dark inheritance and family secrets The Hacienda with its unresolved grief, psychological unraveling, an supernatural dread Crimson Peak with its decaying grandeur, gothic vibes, and betrayed love
The pitch for The Last Heir of Bradbury Manor: This 96,000-word story set in 1919 blends the psychological unraveling and creeping dread of THE HACIENDA with the sentient, menacing estate of STARLING HOUSE. Perfect for readers who love haunted legacies, doomed romance, and houses that refuse to let go. A dying estate. A bankrupt legacy. A suitor offering salvation or a love that could destroy her. A mother’s death shrouded in mystery. A father she can’t trust. A blood curse feeding the manor’s hunger. Lottie Bradbury must face it all. Summoned home after a decade at boarding school, Lottie is given an ultimatum: marry the man her father has chosen or face ruin. But when the gardener is found dead on the manor steps, she is drawn into a web of long-buried secrets. His son, Arthur, insists the estate itself is to blame—and that her mother’s sudden death was no accident. Guided by her mother’s chilling diary, Lottie and Arthur uncover an ancient curse that doomed generations of Bradbury patriarchs to die after the birth of their heir. All except her father. The deeper they dig, the more the curse retaliates, twisting reality, conjuring the dead, and unraveling Lottie’s sanity. But Arthur has secrets of his own. The closer Lottie gets to him, the stronger the curse’s grip tightens. Because Arthur isn’t just tied to Bradbury Manor. He’s bound to it. Breaking the curse means losing him forever. Embracing it may damn her soul.
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