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1056 The Landlady No one gets in her way Runs a rental house Mattresses on the floor Always someone opening Closing front door Cheap rent Packed in like sardines Shelter expensive in this town No one complains Better than sleeping in car Or outside in the rain * * See also: The Hermit Poet’s eBooks on Amazon The Hermit Poet's eBooks detail info and downloads

#poetry #poetrycommunity #poem #quotes #writer #flashfiction #flashfic #microfiction #writingcommunity #stories #shortstory #fiction #writing #poetrybook #poetryblog #poetrybooks

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1055 Sleep rough Dreaming all night Wake up Shaking Mind plays tricks Off and on all day Raining outside Pencil sharpener grinds No place to hide * * See also: The Hermit Poet’s eBooks on Amazon The Hermit Poet's eBooks detail info and downloads

#poetry #poetrycommunity #poem #quotes #writer #flashfiction #flashfic #microfiction #writingcommunity #stories #shortstory #fiction #writing #poetrybook #poetryblog #poetrybooks

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1054 World spinning too fast Nothing manufactured to last Use the widget Tired of the widget Toss in the trash * * See also: The Hermit Poet’s eBooks on Amazon The Hermit Poet's eBooks detail info and downloads

#poetry #poetrycommunity #poem #quotes #writer #flashfiction #flashfic #microfiction #writingcommunity #stories #shortstory #fiction #writing #poetrybook #poetryblog #poetrybooks

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THE BLACK RAINBOW SOCIETY (OR, IN SOMNIA)

SEASON ONE: THE CUMULUS GLASS

1.6: PLANTS ARE MOVING UNDER THE RUG

#flashfiction #flashfic #surreal #surrealism #horror #darkfantasy #queerwriter #fiction #story #writing #lgbtfiction #writersofinstagram #fyp #skywriter

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RUN RABBIT

LEVEL VI.

#flashfiction #flashfic #surreal #surrealism #horror #darkfantasy #queerwriter #fiction #story #writing #lgbtfiction #writersofinstagram #fyp #skywriter

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1053 She Prays Mornings Nights Totally Convinced This is the reason She has a good life * * See also: The Hermit Poet’s eBooks on Amazon The Hermit Poet's eBooks detail info and downloads

#poetry #poetrycommunity #poem #quotes #writer #flashfiction #flashfic #microfiction #writingcommunity #stories #shortstory #fiction #writing #poetrybook #poetryblog #poetrybooks

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AFTERLIFE

#flashfiction #flashfic #surreal #surrealism #horror #darkfantasy #queerwriter #fiction #story #writing #lgbtfiction #writersofinstagram #fyp

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"You look after the little lady now, you hear?" Sazh spoke assertively, patting Fang on the back.

"I've done my best so far," she replied. Between her and Vanille's reunion and the get-away from Cocoon, there was little time for pleasantries with the man.

(1/?) #FinalFantasyXIII #FF13 #FlashFic

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THE INFINITY COMPLEX

VI.

#flashfiction #flashfic #surreal #surrealism #horror #darkfantasy #queerwriter #fiction #story #writing #lgbtfiction #skywriter #fyp

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Welcome to SmartFork™ beta!

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#scifi #flashfic

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EREHWON

VI.

#flashfiction #flashfic #surreal #surrealism #horror #darkfantasy #queerwriter #fiction #story #writing #lgbtfiction #skywriter #fyp

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I know there are Mizora hatewatchers out there. And maybe some admirers. To the latter, let this be a warning.

Picking Mushrooms with the Devil (2512 words)
archiveofourown.org/works/81327001

Mizora’s Treat (494 words)
archiveofourown.org/works/79160231

#bg3 #mizora #wyll #sfw #ao3 #flashfic

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A walk in the sun - a meditation in the cold At -15°C, a woman walks to the frozen sea, dodging calls, crows, and expectations, discovering the quiet defiance and strange tenderness of choosing solitude.

The frost hit her eyes like pepper spray. Don’t cry now.
#Nordic #Nature #FlashFic

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Screenshot of the following flashfic: Safety concerns always forced her into Brent mode at work. If only people knew how much of Judith that still included. 
She smirked as she applied her invisible lipstick, or, as anyone else would call it, lip balm. Besides the psychological sleight of hand, it helped build her desired appearance in the long run by keeping her lips smooth. She also found the pomegranate flavor as delicious as its mythological associations. 
She reached for her deodorant next. Gentleman’s antiperspirant, the bottle claimed. Scent of bergamot. Scent of Captain Mae Vieillard from Judith’s favorite audiobook. 
Toiletries done, she moved on to clothes. She considered the black polyester pants unisex, but she couldn’t spin the grey polo shirt very much. At least the stripes across the chest matched the demi pride colors. Pulling the garment over her head necessitated hair brushing. That took all of two seconds with her short, straight combover. The same style appeared on two posters: a sun-bleached chart in the barbershop her father patronized and a framed Victor/Victoria advert in Judith’s room. As for her eyebrows, most people hadn’t noticed their pointed tips before and didn’t notice their clean curves now. They didn’t notice clear nail varnish, either.
The last thing she did before leaving was slip into her penny loafers. What arcane magic did the shoe store’s hanging “men” sign possess that blinded everyone but the really extreme grunt-and-club crowd to the loafer’s basic prissiness? She didn’t know and she didn’t care, just so it worked.

Screenshot of the following flashfic: Safety concerns always forced her into Brent mode at work. If only people knew how much of Judith that still included. She smirked as she applied her invisible lipstick, or, as anyone else would call it, lip balm. Besides the psychological sleight of hand, it helped build her desired appearance in the long run by keeping her lips smooth. She also found the pomegranate flavor as delicious as its mythological associations. She reached for her deodorant next. Gentleman’s antiperspirant, the bottle claimed. Scent of bergamot. Scent of Captain Mae Vieillard from Judith’s favorite audiobook. Toiletries done, she moved on to clothes. She considered the black polyester pants unisex, but she couldn’t spin the grey polo shirt very much. At least the stripes across the chest matched the demi pride colors. Pulling the garment over her head necessitated hair brushing. That took all of two seconds with her short, straight combover. The same style appeared on two posters: a sun-bleached chart in the barbershop her father patronized and a framed Victor/Victoria advert in Judith’s room. As for her eyebrows, most people hadn’t noticed their pointed tips before and didn’t notice their clean curves now. They didn’t notice clear nail varnish, either. The last thing she did before leaving was slip into her penny loafers. What arcane magic did the shoe store’s hanging “men” sign possess that blinded everyone but the really extreme grunt-and-club crowd to the loafer’s basic prissiness? She didn’t know and she didn’t care, just so it worked.

Nothing cheers Judith up like redefining her personal symbols. #flashfic #genderexpression #meaningconstruction

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THE CARNIFEX VARIATIONS: CURIOUSER

CHAPTER ONE: GLASS

V.

#flashfiction #flashfic #surreal #surrealism #horror #darkfantasy #queerwriter #fiction #story #writing #lgbtfiction #skywriter #fyp

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#bg3 #flashfic #fanfic #ao3

Jaheira Remembers (870 words)
archiveofourown.org/works/80824586

Mizora’s Treat (494 words)
archiveofourown.org/works/79160231

Mirie’s Malaise (926 words)
archiveofourown.org/works/79364876

They’re very short. And fun! Read them!

Periodic self #promo

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THE BLACK RAINBOW SOCIETY (OR, IN SOMNIA)

1.5: STATIC SHOCK

#flashfiction #flashfic #surreal #surrealism #horror #darkfantasy #queerwriter #fiction #story #writing #lgbtfiction #skywriter #fyp

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#bg3 #flashfic #fanfic #ao3 #wyll #sfw #neurodivergent-OC #mizora

Flashfic? commission for @swanbrother.bsky.social
Thanks for letting me play with your Grenna. I identify with her deeply. And I'm sorry for Mizora.

Picking Mushrooms with the Devil (2500 words)

archiveofourown.org/works/81327001

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RUN RABBIT

LEVEL V.

#flashfiction #flashfic #surreal #surrealism #horror #darkfantasy #queerwriter #fiction #story #writing #lgbtfiction #skywriter #fyp

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To Brush a Vampire's Hair - PopKuru - Baldur's Gate (Video Games) [Archive of Our Own] An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

#bg3 #flashfic #fanfic #astarion #astarion+tav

To Brush a Vampire's Hair (1575 words)

archiveofourown.org/works/81143631

Commission for @sailingkobold.bsky.social
Thanks for introducing me to your sweet boy!

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ALL EYES

#flashfiction #flashfic #surreal #surrealism #horror #darkfantasy #queerwriter #fiction #story #writing #lgbtfiction #skywriter #fyp

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THE INFINITY COMPLEX

V.

#flashfiction #flashfic #surreal #surrealism #horror #darkfantasy #queerwriter #fiction #story #writing #lgbtfiction #skywriter #fyp

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finally cross-posted this lovely and short fic from tumblr to AO3

for all the #balfran enjoyers ♥

#balthier #fran #ffxii #finalfantasyxii #flashfic #fanfic

archiveofourown.org/works/80977951

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Jaheira Remembers - PopKuru - Baldur's Gate (Video Games) [Archive of Our Own] An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

#bg3 #ao3 #flashfic #fanfic #jaheira #viconia #sfw

Jaheira Remembers
(870 words)

archiveofourown.org/works/80824586

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EREHWON

V.

#flashfiction #flashfic #surreal #surrealism #horror #darkfantasy #queerwriter #fiction #story #writing #lgbtfiction #skywriter #fyp

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Swollowing the sodium cartridge for the industrial-grade food printer whole she yells in the space colony cafeteria, "None of you had any taste, now none of you will have any flavor, either!"

The refill is automatically ordered, and will arrive from the main station in a matter of hours.

#flashfic

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Judith's phone charger scratched on the pillow next to her ear. It should've sounded like a record needle scraping the vinyl while a DJ threw a conniption fit and passed it off as music. Instead it sounded like her father using a straw broom on an olefin carpet after the Squirrel Visit. It hurt her ears and made her gag. Always had done. As a kid she'd once asked her grandmother not to sweep while she was there because the sound scratched her throat. 
Response: "This broom ain't nowhere near your throat. Just think 'bout som'tin' else."
"Like what?"
She kept scratching the charger's USB-C connector on the pillowcase, inching it closer to her ear till it poked her ear canal. She felt the cool metal against the dry skin, visualized her ear turning red to match the itching brought into clearer focus by the new stimulus. 
The charger slipped from her fingers, the last bit of energy having drained from that hand. 
Her internal narrator____
 ___
"Said nothing?" said Nothing.
No clever analysis, no grand implications, no abstract disections...
The static shifts hosts to ceiling fan whir. 
She had nothing to do and nothing to solve and nothing to read.
So why wouldn't her eyes close?
Because she had Nothing to do and Nothing to solve and Nothing to read. 
She had to make something of Nothing.
Her hand brushed her phone. The screen lit up with an ebook of Sappho's fragments. The itch in her ear cleared and she found should could read again.

Screenshot of the following flashfic: Judith's phone charger scratched on the pillow next to her ear. It should've sounded like a record needle scraping the vinyl while a DJ threw a conniption fit and passed it off as music. Instead it sounded like her father using a straw broom on an olefin carpet after the Squirrel Visit. It hurt her ears and made her gag. Always had done. As a kid she'd once asked her grandmother not to sweep while she was there because the sound scratched her throat. Response: "This broom ain't nowhere near your throat. Just think 'bout som'tin' else." "Like what?" She kept scratching the charger's USB-C connector on the pillowcase, inching it closer to her ear till it poked her ear canal. She felt the cool metal against the dry skin, visualized her ear turning red to match the itching brought into clearer focus by the new stimulus. The charger slipped from her fingers, the last bit of energy having drained from that hand. Her internal narrator____ ___ "Said nothing?" said Nothing. No clever analysis, no grand implications, no abstract disections... The static shifts hosts to ceiling fan whir. She had nothing to do and nothing to solve and nothing to read. So why wouldn't her eyes close? Because she had Nothing to do and Nothing to solve and Nothing to read. She had to make something of Nothing. Her hand brushed her phone. The screen lit up with an ebook of Sappho's fragments. The itch in her ear cleared and she found should could read again.

Nothing keeps Judith awake. #flashfic #insomnia #WriteSky

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THE CARNIFEX VARIATIONS: CURIOUSER

CHAPTER ONE: GLASS

IV.

#flashfiction #flashfic #surreal #surrealism #horror #darkfantasy #queerwriter #fiction #story #writing #lgbtfiction #skywriter #fyp

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THE BLACK RAINBOW SOCIETY (OR, IN SOMNIA)

SEASON ONE: THE CUMULUS GLASS

1.4: IN THIS BOX OF DUST

#flashfiction #flashfic #surreal #surrealism #horror #darkfantasy #queerwriter #fiction #story #writing #lgbtfiction #skywriter #fyp

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RUN RABBIT

LEVEL IV.

#flashfiction #flashfic #surreal #surrealism #horror #darkfantasy #queerwriter #fiction #story #writing #lgbtfiction #skywriter #fyp

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