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Don’t worry about the #silence. He’ll speak when he has something to say, something he deems worthy of saying, of sharing. Something he hopes you’ll deem worthy too. In the meantime: music; the sonorous snores of a cat; the ticking of time; the reconstruction of hope. #vss365 #vss #wintering

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“It’s fading?” The colour was draining from the hand she’d held, returning to #monochrome normality. “Yes. There’s only one way to make it last.” Her cheeks reddened. “It’s ok if you don’t—” A voice, then. “You gotta try it dude, it’s awesome!” Dirk. In full colour. #vss365 #writing #vss

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“All of this,” He says—his bare, bloodied chest rising & falling. “For what?” There are fallen pack members littering the forest: hurting; incapacitated. Some here, in the cabin’s wreck of a front room. “No #challenge, no reward.” She steps forward. “Claim your prize.” #vss365 #writing #vss #awoo

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At sunrise she’s waiting with a smile. “0.018 lunar lux! Lower #threshold for change than expected.” “Abbie, breakfast. Then—” “More tests!” Her eagerness made her a great lab partner. My wolf bite hadn’t changed that. But I was her subject now. And I might eat her. #vss365 #writing #vss #awoo

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Hi there and welcome!! I’m Dimi ☺️ and I post diminutive stories most days, responding to the amazing word prompts (like vss365) available on here. I work at sea 🛳️ but am home (in N.Ireland) for a couple of months & excited to connect with other writers. Following writers & creatives. No politics🚫

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We make the best of it, like that first time, passing the long trip with songs & games, but we’d never expected to make this trip monthly. The bites changed everything. The laguna calls to us now with each full moon. Ven aquí, it says. Come & rejoin your #axolotl kin. #vss365 #writing #vss

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“Tidy your room,” Mum had said, “or you’ll be grounded.” She was crankier recently—more than ever before. Crying at night too. Grounding was a new threat. Next level stuff. What would it feel like, to be grounded? He lay down in the debris: let the carpet consume him. Imagining. #quickquill r8

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“It’s an #overfit,” Darren said. “Won’t mess with your mind or emotions like a skinsuit. Think of it as a disguise.” “A disguise?” “Yeah! You wanna see what it’s like, right? To look like a woman?” The moment it was on, she knew it was a lie. And Darren was grinning. #vss365 #writing #vss

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“It won’t bite.” With no reason to trust her, but no reason to think an ivy-covered cave wall would bite, he placed a hand on its damp surface. Shoots speared into the skin between fingers. “It only wants to #propogate.” Cave, he thought: I must find myself a cave. #vss365 #writing #vss

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They asked me to leave a light on in the porch, to help identify our house from the street. A good idea—but our neighbours’ porches were just as well lit. I trembled in the cold, terrified that flagging the ambulance down would mean missing your last breath. #FromOneLine 365 #writing #vss

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Rayna has lived a careful, lonely life, terrified of her #latent, as-yet-undefined abilities. But Tom is sweet, hot, and into her. How could she know they’d awaken in the throes: that she’d absorb his seed and infuse him with her own, that it would transform him—remaking him as her twin? #vss365

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“If we don’t begin the #descent soon, we’ll get stuck up here in the dark.” The forest climb was hard enough by daylight. That’s why they’d hired a guide. The guide smiled, eyes on the rising full moon. “I know.” With this offering, the pack were sure to forgive him. #vss365 #writing #vss #awoo

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“I didn’t study my ass into debt to test chemicals on worms,” he whined. Not when testing #planaria DNA on humans, however illegal, had so much more potential. He tightened the strap, inserted the syringe… …then watched as his arm disintegrated into a writhing mass. #vss365 #writing #vss 🪱

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There’s a #creeper in all of us: Longing to see what they’ve posted; to see if they’ve messaged; to see if they’ve read yours. We long for connection, to intertwine our lives with each other’s. We are, in equal amounts, symbiotic & parasitic: Imperfectly codependent. #vss365 #writing #vss 👉👈

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“I’m going to storm your #castle,” he says. She rolls her eyes: “Oh?” “Fight my way past the guards—” She lowers her book for a moment. “—Plunder your dungeon.” She meets his eyes. Stares. Pats the bed. He slides in next to her. She reads. He holds her. #Erotica280 #1197 #writing #vss

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“Don’t worry gorgeous, I’m not a #creeper.” He was charming & handsome, but he was a liar. Especially then. His affections crept around her as he asserted control over her life, friendships, choices. “I’m just greedy,” he’d laugh, his vines wrapping around her throat. #vss365 #writing #vss 🌿

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She’s loved before, lusted over, needed. This is different. “Lillia,” the lady from the clinic says, her tone changing, softer, but no less demanding. “You need to give me the baby. His parents are dying to meet him.” #Devotion. That’s it. She’d kill for this child. #vss365 #writing #vss

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He’s building a sand #castle with his little one when she first sees him, she with her own. One of the many things they find they have in common. Later, when his mouth is bringing her gasping to climax, she remembers: This is it. This is what it feels like. To be wanted. #erotica280 #1197 #vss

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“Soli, I’m not feeling too good, check vitals.” My watch pulses as it runs an analysis, then chirps happily. [Subject developing within intended #parameters] Subject? “What do you mean, intended?” My head spinning, I rip the watch off, finding a ring of needle marks. #vss365 #writing #vss ⌚️

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“There are no stars anymore,” she tells the gathered crowd. “Nobody these days is burning brightly enough.” A murmur spreads, building in volume and intensity: Save for you, save for you. To her horror, she’s going viral, her face and words blazing worldwide. #FromOneLine 364 #writing #vss ✨😱✨

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There are no stars anymore, only the remnant light of a few so far away that, by the time their light is gone, we’ll be a distant memory. We’d watched the closer ones blink away, umming & ahhing over what it means. Until, 8 minutes ago: our Sun was eaten, too. #FromOneLine 364 #writing #vss ✨

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“Front desk guy’s a freak. Thanks for being with us? Ew.” Adam had gone for ice, leaving Marcy staring at black mold patterns on the motel room wall. #Mycelium art, she called it. “I want to be part of you,” she whimpers later, painting his skin with blackened fingers. #vss365 #writing #vss #280

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He abandoned politics, needing to escape the rot of ageing ideologies that infected everything. But teaching is different: his pupils, rooted in the right conditions, form #mycelium connections. Ideas branch from one to the next. Evolving; blooming. Alive & wonderful. #vss365 #writing #vss 🍄🍄🍄

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‘A good #citizen reports every crime.’ We’d seen the ads, felt eyes on us that flitted away. We’ve been careful, but not enough. Our existence, our love, is a crime. I pull you inside, shut the door. Breathless; your hand in mine. “I had to,” Mum says. Phone in hand. #vss365 #writing #vss

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The science was revolutionary. We’d be settling on worlds with diverse atmospheres, incapable of supporting human life as we knew it. #Tardigrade DNA would help us be a little less human. We didn’t realise how much until we emerged from hypersleep. Many-armed. Hungry. #vss365 #writing #vss

submitted 90 days ago • 1 comment

“Do you want more?” A simple question, layered with complexity. Can she handle more? How much more is there to give? Is it want, or need? Her sweat-sheened body hums with restrained potential. #Yes, she whines. YES. He grins, removing the gag. “Sorry, what was that?” #vss365 #writing #vss

submitted 91 days ago • 0 comments

[Click #yes to proceed] His finger hovered over the control, allowing thoughts to wander through a life of victories & failures, loves & losses. What did it all mean? He was greying, now. Joyless, loveless & aimless. Click. [Wipe initiated] Time for a fresh start. #vss365 #writing #vss

submitted 91 days ago • 1 comment

He’s searching for Melissa when an agitation among the revellers below draws him to the balcony. She’s there—source of the #bedlam—skin gleaming golden as she’s worshipped by two masked Adonises, their bodies melding with hers as the crowd chant, cheer; lust. #erotica280 #1196 #writing #vss

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