“So uh, I don’t suppose I should call you ‘ship’ any more, in that body”

“Not as a noun, no.”

*snarf*

“Call me Cass, love. You have slurpee in your hair.”

#Tootfic #MicroFiction #PowerOnStoryToot

Six-year-old Marissa arrived at the family reunion in a #purple dress with gauze sleeves and a skirt of tulle, embroidered with violets.

"Oh my," said an aunt with a smile. "What a little lady!"

Just then Marissa went tearing after her older brother yelling, "HEY! PASS TO ME, PASS TO ME!" practically knocking him down when he didn't instantly pass her the soccer ball.

"Well," said her mom. "She likes dressing up, but I'd say she's as rough and tumble as her brothers."

#wss366 #microfiction

Visited a terrific bookstore in #LittleRock #Arkansas (called Parallel Dimensions). They specialize in sci-fi, horror, fantasy, and general nerdy genre fiction. Beautifully decorated and even includes a cozy reading lounge. I looked through this “plot hole” but thought it would be more fun to see what ya’ll think is on the other side. So here’s some #microFiction #StoryInspration:

What do you see when you look through the plot hole?

#WordWeavers 2026.05.12 — What role does romantic love play in your story?

Part of my aim writing the Reluctance Series of stories is to address what-if human social structures totally different to ours, societies with no history of being male-centric. As a result, I approach the concept of romantic love from a total foreign point of view, deconstructing what romance means when human biological imperatives are accepted as typically human and as normal as eating and sleeping, never regulated to control half of humanity or build an social hierarchy to oppresses both genders. Romance exists, but it's more applicable to friendship and long term relationships, regardless of gender, than to a woman stereotypically finding a man to whom she's not related to depend upon, possibly to raise a family. Even in a society stripped of the concept of blood inheritance, I think it's possible for humans to find soulmates, to experience love, and feel comfortable attachment. For this reason, none of my stories can really escape a romance angle; most include romance subplots.

[Author retains copyright (c)2026 R.S.]

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The Godshackles sing with forgotten anguish.
In Vaelthyr, mercy is a divine crime.

#Ithaxar #Lore #Fantasy #WorldBuilding #WritingCommunity #MicroFiction

#WordWeavers 2026.05.11 — Antagonist POV: Tell us about a fun time you recently had.

While flying, I found a new praetorian of mine and a day angel woman I'd been told about by an advisor having fun in the sky, flying tandem. She went by the name Lightning Bolt and was the one who taught Arrow Flies True precision flying that allowed him to become part of my guard—for selfish reasons I could see! Very athletic, those two.They were having so much fun. I soared in to join them.

Most people either fright, flee, or fawn when I show up, this time flying circles around her, them, but she took the challenge and flew flack, stunt for stunt I tried, countering me sparrow versus hawk driving her away from the man, despite my being faster and more agile, able to augment my acceleration [by magic]. We ended with us on either side of my handsome new praetorian wingtip to wingtip, having gotten me to sweat at least.

The fellow looked adorably confused and worried, but kept formation despite being fought over.

It wasn't anger Bolt showed me. It was more like annoyance, having her needed playtime interrupted perhaps after a previous bad day? I knew that feeling. It was a fragility masked with a hard shell. A good talent.

I liked her. I hadn't had such fun in awhile. I mentally noted to make her a student. Lots of potential to match my ability given the right training.

Author note: As an absolute ruler, you don't want to interest Rainy Days. She seems pleasant and normal, but her students quickly find she's an unrelenting and demanding teacher.

[Author retains copyright (c)2026 R.S.]

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The goddess listens carefully. "Granted. Then this will be your last mission as a Magical Girl Warrior."

"Yes," I say. "I'm sorry, but-"

"Ssh," says the goddess. "I love you and am proud of you."

I transform to a MGW as usual, fight the demon, and at last, finally! revert to my real form.

A boy.

#MicroFiction #TootFic #SmallStories

My neighbour moved into her house over a year ago.

She has never put her bins out.

#microFiction #trueStory

My translator app coughed.

"Do you mean the humans walking more slowly are the old ones?! How does that work?" FFkerz's guttural sounds accompanied the translation.

"Well," I began thoughtfully, "As we get older, our biological systems grow less efficient through wear and tear. Muscles grow weaker, and the respiratory system can't do as much. So we are less fit. How does it work with you… your species, I mean?"

"The older we grow, the more energy we store and use. Our elders do everything very fast, and run around at great speeds, sometimes recklessly."

"That sounds dangerous."

"It is. The main causes of death among us is elders having accidents with vehicles and machines, or simply running off cliffs."

#microfiction #aliens #humour