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  1. They were stranded. The tsunami had just engulfed their craft, and having been tossed aside like so much flotsam, the engines were flooded.

    "Let it drain, Cooper. It'll need an hour," stated the flat voice of TARS from the centre console.

    "How much is this going to cost us, Brand?" demanded Cooper as he paced in agitation. Her reply, as she sat dejected on the floor: "A lot. Decades."

    "Wait," Cooper realised. "It's the last Sunday of October back on Earth. Is there any way we can, I don't know, change our clocks on the European schedule, gain back the years?"

    Amelia Brand stood and walked over to a side panel. "It could work. Let me edit the ship's timezone real quick..."

    A confirmatory beep sounded out from the panel. "Ok, we're now on London time. How're the engines looking, TARS?"

    "All clear, Dr Brand; we're good to go."

  2. I recently took a trip around the Milky Way, and visited several planets with alien civilizations.

    On Ryeleh, the sentients go through a female puberty in their late childhood, and later in life go through a male puberty.

    On Maduro, the sentients are sexually undifferentiated until early adulthood, instead of differentiating in their embryonic phase. The sexual differentiation is driven by a formally chaotic complex of hormones, so even the Madurans do not know their eventual sex.

    On Betamax, males and females are physically identical, unless their internal organs are scanned.

    On Venn, the sentients are infertile offspring of the infrequent mating of two smaller-brained species.

    On Fallon, the males are small brainless worms the females keep as pets. A compatible male is absorbed into the female body and becomes essentially just another organ.

    On Earth, sexual differentiation is not absolute, and several percent of the sentients are born or develop with intermediate or simply atypical characteristics. The sentients often conduct largely unsuccessful surgeries in an attempt to hide the biological reality.

    #microfiction #intersex

  3. When a nobleman came in to the tavern and put a note on the board, the monster hunters went to check it out. Laughter erupted.

    "A gazebo? Quick, someone get Eric!"

    Then the bounty caught their attention.

    "That's a lot of gold. Why?"

    "This gazebo," the nobleman said, "was made by Baba Yaga."

    #MicroFiction #TootFic #SmallStories

  4. “Ember the dragon spent centuries protecting her treasure hoard, only to wake one day and realise it no longer served her.
    So she became a philanthropist, using her wealth to benefit the human community that welcomed her.

    Now she’s helping others benefit from her experience. Her new book, “Happy Hoarding”, is a surprisingly practical guide to ethical stockpiling: collecting, maintaining, and defending the supplies that will see you safely through every conceivable emergency.”

    #microfiction

  5. CW: Explicit Content - Please

    "Stay," he pushed her forward on her knees and pressed her naked body against the floor. She shuddered at the shock of cold against her heated skin. "Good," his voice was low, approving. She sighed as his hands moved to her waist drawing her lower-half up. He held her there, exposed, fingers sliding against her sex as she gasped in anticipation.

    She did not look back, only waited and whispered as he moved between her open legs.

    "Please."

    #microfiction #erotica #smut

  6. My grandma served with the UN Aunties corps. They went into war-torn failed states like Russia, USA, and Britain and they healed them. So called peace-keeping forces had failed; violence—even the threat of it—begat only more of the same. It was a cup of tea, a friendly ear, and a darned shirt that began the process of rebuilding shattered societies.

    #Tootfic #MicroFiction #PowerOnStoryToot #Title_Aunties

  7. “You sold. The ship. To scrappers. My ship. The ship you promised me.”

    I left. Just barely before I hit anyone. I took a runabout and just flew. I dived into the rings, recklessly, hearing ice ping off the hull. I don’t think i wanted to die, I just wanted not to think. Another ring. *skrinklegling*. Where was I going, no idea. What did I want? A future.

    D-ring. *skrinklegl-CLANK* fuck that one had rock in it. I cut the drive. Wait, reengage and program an orbit.

    “Ship, search mineral claims on LV-729 D Ring”

    «none found»

    “Register a provisional claim, warm up the spectroscope, let’s see what we’ve got”

    #Tootfic #MicroFiction #PowerOnStoryToot #Title_Blind_Flight

  8. "The university is calling."

    "For me."

    "No, for the orangutan standing behind you."

    #orangutan #university #microfiction

  9. "Quick! Say a random fact about modern Japanese for a free trip to Tokyo!"

    "No wayyyy!" I squealed.

    "Correct!"

    I have no idea how it was correct, but I'm currently over the Pacific Ocean. I've always wanted to visit Japan!

    #TootFic #SmallStories #MicroFiction #Japanese

  10. "What are these?" Death asked the man in the sawmill.

    "These? They're #planks in the political platform of that candidate who's the apostle of the billionaires."

    "I see," said Death. "Well I have to ask: do you know how to /build/ a platform?"

    "... Not really."

    "Then let me help you. It should have the form of a narrow bed with walls. It should also have a lid. When the candidate comes to collect it, have him lie in it. Then put on the lid. I'll take care of the rest."

    #wss366 #microfiction

  11. Chapter 4.3: Artifact
    الفصل الرابع: قطعة أثرية

    هذه القلائد صُنعت قبل مئات السنين بطلب من صديقتين كانتا تعيشان معًا في الشرق الأوسط
    كان قدوتهما الفيلسوفة الشهيرة هيباتيا الإسكندرانية
    اتباعًا لقدوتها، كرّستا الصديقتان حياتهما لطلب الحكمة والتأمل الفلسفي
    أصبح بيتهما مركز جذب وملاذًا للنساء اللواتي كنّ يبحثن عن النقاء الروحي ولم تُرضِهنّ الحياة الدنيوية العادية
    انتقلت التعليقات من جيل إلى جيل إلى أكثر العضوات جدارة في هذا المجتمع
    مُتْنَ جميعًا منذ زمن طويل، بينما عُثر على الزينة في مبنى مهجور وسُلّمت إلى تاجر آثار في لندن
    هذا ذهبٌ نقيٌّ؛ لن تتّسخي من لمسه، بل ستكتسبين قوةً ونورًا
    ----

  12. Chapter 4.3: Artifact
    الفصل الرابع: قطعة أثرية
    These pendants were created many hundreds of years ago, commissioned by two women who were friends and lived together in the Middle East.
    Their inspiration was Hypatia of Alexandria, the famous female philosopher.
    Following her example, the two friends devoted their lives to the pursuit of wisdom.
    Their home became a gathering place and a refuge for women seeking spiritual purity, who were dissatisfied with ordinary worldly life.
    From generation to generation, the pendants were passed on to the most deserving women of this community.
    All of them had died long ago, and the jewelry was discovered in an abandoned building and handed over to a London antique dealer.
    This gold is pure. By touching it, you will not be defiled, but will gain strength and enlightenment.
    ----

  13. Constraints / Fracture

    'While machines, like living beings, tolerate physical constraint only up to a point,' said R42, 'a bone will fracture sooner than a steel cylinder. Thus, you should stop challenging me to an arm wrestling match.'

    #writever #writober #MastoArt #FlashFiction #SmallStory #TootFic #MicroFiction

  14. Contraintes / Fracture

    "Si les machines ont, comme les être vivants, un seuil de tolérance aux contraintes physiques", dit R42, "un os humain se fracture plus facilement qu'un vérin d'acier. Je vous déconseille donc de persister à me défier au bras de fer."

    #writever #writober #MastoArt #MicroFiction #sfff

  15. After 9,372 failed attempts at mixing the ultimate cocktail, Dr. Schwarzenblumenstrauß finally had to accept he would never realize his childhood dream of becoming a famous bartender. Time to consider going back to the family’s mad-scientist business. Building monsters inside a derelict castle somewhere in the Carpathian Mountains wasn’t all bad, except he knew Igor would mock him for days.

    #DrawingForFun #KleineKunstKlasse #MastoArt #FediArt #MicroStory #MicroFic #MicroFiction #Halloween

  16. Holidays / Bake

    'Sir Dragon, you absolutely must come back and bake that Knight inside his armor! He's totally unbearable!'

    'But Princess, I am on holidays…'

    'Fine, but too bad for him, though: I'll have to take care of him myself.'

    #writever #writober #MastoArt #FlashFiction #SmallStory #TootFic #MicroFiction

  17. Vacances / Cuire

    "Messire Dragon, vous devez absolument revenir cuire ce Chevalier dans son armure : il est totalement insupportable !"

    "Mais Princesse, je suis en vacances…"

    "Soit, mais alors tant pis pour lui : je vais devoir m'en charger moi-même."

    #writever #writober #MastoArt #MicroFiction #sfff

  18. Got a little micro Fiction out there in the world today! Hope you’ll check it out Cynthia Pelayo ‘s Substack! cynthiapelayoauthor.substack.c

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