#drabble — Public Fediverse posts

Ich bin bei meiner #Drabble-Sammlung endlich mal weiter gekommen. Über ein passendes Wort zum Buchstaben Q hab ich mir ewig den Kopf zerbrochen. Nerviger Buchstabe. 😒
Aber mit dem Ergebnis bin ich jetzt recht glücklich.

Zu finden auf #Animexx :animexxkaro:
http://desu.de/ff_390617

Quälgeist
Fandom: #Beyblade
Genre: #SliceofLife
Hauptfiguren: Salima

#amSchreiben #FanfictionDE #Fanfiction

I have been reading, writing and exploring Flash, Micro and Short Short fiction over the last year. Today Dog Throat Journal published a piece of mine, which is the first time a fiction story of mine has ever been published. I am thrilled!

https://dogthroat.com/post/following-up-my-decommissioning-3rd-attempt-by-chris-lawrence

#microFiction #drabble #flashFiction #writing #writingLife #100DaysToOffload

The joyous ‘cutting’ edge of gardening – Wyn Drabble https://www.allforgardening.com/1728848/the-joyous-cutting-edge-of-gardening-wyn-drabble/ #Based #bay #Cutting #drabble #edge #english #garden #gardening #hawkes #joyous #musician #of #public #speaker #Teacher #the #writer #wyn

The joyous ‘cutting’ edge of gardening – Wyn Drabble https://www.allforgardening.com/1728848/the-joyous-cutting-edge-of-gardening-wyn-drabble/ #Based #bay #Cutting #drabble #edge #english #garden #gardening #hawkes #joyous #musician #of #public #speaker #Teacher #the #writer #wyn

Cut Worms' Transmitter lands in 2026 with Jeff Tweedy producing. Kinksian jangle, 21st century loneliness.

Full #Larrys100 review: https://write.as/larrys100/cut-worms-transmitter-jagjaguwar-2026

#Music #MusicReview #Albums #IndieRock #PowerPop #100WordReviews #Drabble #CutWorms #Transmitter

#tv

Drop someone cold into Shoresy Season 5 and watch them cycle through profanity, laughter, tears, and "are we drinkin' beers?"

I'm reviewing every episode this season.

Full 100-word review: https://write.as/larrys100/shoresy-season-5-episode-1-keep-it-simple

#Shoresy #Letterkenny #Hockey #CanadianTV #Hulu #TVReview #100WordReviews #Drabble #100DaysToOffload #HeatedRivalry #Television #TVSeries, #Streaming, #BingeWatch, and #NowWatching

#tv

Drop someone cold into Shoresy Season 5 and watch them cycle through profanity, laughter, tears, and "are we drinkin' beers?"

I'm reviewing every episode this season.

Full 100-word review: https://write.as/larrys100/shoresy-season-5-episode-1-keep-it-simple

#Shoresy #Letterkenny #Hockey #CanadianTV #Hulu #TVReview #100WordReviews #Drabble #100DaysToOffload #HeatedRivalry #Television #TVSeries, #Streaming, #BingeWatch, and #NowWatching

#tv

Drop someone cold into Shoresy Season 5 and watch them cycle through profanity, laughter, tears, and "are we drinkin' beers?"

I'm reviewing every episode this season.

Full 100-word review: https://write.as/larrys100/shoresy-season-5-episode-1-keep-it-simple

#Shoresy #Letterkenny #Hockey #CanadianTV #Hulu #TVReview #100WordReviews #Drabble #100DaysToOffload #HeatedRivalry #Television #TVSeries, #Streaming, #BingeWatch, and #NowWatching

#tv

Drop someone cold into Shoresy Season 5 and watch them cycle through profanity, laughter, tears, and "are we drinkin' beers?"

I'm reviewing every episode this season.

Full 100-word review: https://write.as/larrys100/shoresy-season-5-episode-1-keep-it-simple

#Shoresy #Letterkenny #Hockey #CanadianTV #Hulu #TVReview #100WordReviews #Drabble #100DaysToOffload #HeatedRivalry #Television #TVSeries, #Streaming, #BingeWatch, and #NowWatching

#tv

Drop someone cold into Shoresy Season 5 and watch them cycle through profanity, laughter, tears, and "are we drinkin' beers?"

I'm reviewing every episode this season.

Full 100-word review: https://write.as/larrys100/shoresy-season-5-episode-1-keep-it-simple

#Shoresy #Letterkenny #Hockey #CanadianTV #Hulu #TVReview #100WordReviews #Drabble #100DaysToOffload #HeatedRivalry #Television #TVSeries, #Streaming, #BingeWatch, and #NowWatching

💛 Golden Silk Canopy 💛

#MDZS #CQL #fanfic #drabble, rated T, 100 words

💞 Qin Su reassures her husband and his lover

https://archiveofourown.org/works/79846961

💛 Golden Silk Canopy 💛

#MDZS #CQL #fanfic #drabble, rated T, 100 words

💞 Qin Su reassures her husband and his lover

https://archiveofourown.org/works/79846961

Oathbreakers: The War of Brothers That Shattered an Empire and Made Medieval Europe by David M. Perry, Matthew Gabriele.

What does the Carolingian Empire warn us about in 2025?

Brinkmanship. Family infighting. Egos, power-mad schemers, and an endless supply of nepobabies turn out to be centuries-old tropes.

Full review: https://write.as/larrys100/oathbreakers

#BookReview #History #MedievalHistory #Oathbreakers #Carolingian #Nonfiction #PublicHistory #Larrys100 #Drabble #Bookstodon #2025Books

Starting a new review mini series: author-read memoirs, and the unique intimacy it creates.

Next Up: Cameron Crowe's The Uncool: A Memoir

"Listening to Crowe's warm narration as he mines his teen music journalism years for laughs and tears, it felt like Almost Famous: Writer's Cut"

Full #Larrys100 Review: https://write.as/larrys100/the-uncool-a-memoir-cameron-crowe-audiobook-read-by

#Memoir #Audiobook #AudioMemoir #CameronCrowe #MusicMemoir #70sMusic #Drabble #100WordReview #Bookstodon #FediBooks #AlmostFamous #FastTimesAtRidgemontHigh

11/16 #Wss366 #crude #MastoPrompt #hunter #SundayLit Twist

#FanFiction #TheHunger 1983

“I must have died and gone to heaven. I see an angel.”

I looked over, taking in the speaker. Crude like his clothes: expensive, tasteless, like a gold-plated oil donkey gushing crude.

“I thik I’d too many.” I slurred, then looked at him. “Gin fizzy.” (Giggle.) “Lime twist,” and pushed my empty glass across the bar.

“You’ll hav’ta excuse me, powder woom.”

Pushing through the crowd, I stopped in front of the restroom and looked back in time to see him add something to my drink.

“A hunter,” I thought. But I was one too, fingering my razor-sharp ankh medallion.

#NMV366 #NMPrompt #NMSL #Vampire #TheHunger1983
#Drabble #MicroFiction #TootFic #FanFic

11/16 #Wss366 #crude #MastoPrompt #hunter #SundayLit Twist

#FanFiction #TheHunger 1983

“I must have died and gone to heaven. I see an angel.”

I looked over, taking in the speaker. Crude like his clothes: expensive, tasteless, like a gold-plated oil donkey gushing crude.

“I thik I’d too many.” I slurred, then looked at him. “Gin fizzy.” (Giggle.) “Lime twist,” and pushed my empty glass across the bar.

“You’ll hav’ta excuse me, powder woom.”

Pushing through the crowd, I stopped in front of the restroom and looked back in time to see him add something to my drink.

“A hunter,” I thought. But I was one too, fingering my razor-sharp ankh medallion.

#NMV366 #NMPrompt #NMSL #Vampire #TheHunger1983
#Drabble #MicroFiction #TootFic #FanFic

11/16 #Wss366 #crude #MastoPrompt #hunter #SundayLit Twist

#FanFiction #TheHunger 1983

“I must have died and gone to heaven. I see an angel.”

I looked over, taking in the speaker. Crude like his clothes: expensive, tasteless, like a gold-plated oil donkey gushing crude.

“I thik I’d too many.” I slurred, then looked at him. “Gin fizzy.” (Giggle.) “Lime twist,” and pushed my empty glass across the bar.

“You’ll hav’ta excuse me, powder woom.”

Pushing through the crowd, I stopped in front of the restroom and looked back in time to see him add something to my drink.

“A hunter,” I thought. But I was one too, fingering my razor-sharp ankh medallion.

#NMV366 #NMPrompt #NMSL #Vampire #TheHunger1983
#Drabble #MicroFiction #TootFic #FanFic

11/16 #Wss366 #crude #MastoPrompt #hunter #SundayLit Twist

#FanFiction #TheHunger 1983

“I must have died and gone to heaven. I see an angel.”

I looked over, taking in the speaker. Crude like his clothes: expensive, tasteless, like a gold-plated oil donkey gushing crude.

“I thik I’d too many.” I slurred, then looked at him. “Gin fizzy.” (Giggle.) “Lime twist,” and pushed my empty glass across the bar.

“You’ll hav’ta excuse me, powder woom.”

Pushing through the crowd, I stopped in front of the restroom and looked back in time to see him add something to my drink.

“A hunter,” I thought. But I was one too, fingering my razor-sharp ankh medallion.

#NMV366 #NMPrompt #NMSL #Vampire #TheHunger1983
#Drabble #MicroFiction #TootFic #FanFic

About Schmidt (Alexander Payne, 2002)

This movie hits differently at 52 than at 32. A bleak movie that sends time running short pings to midlife doldrums. Birth, school, work, death-level doom.

Need motivation to get going? The clock's ticking. Could you do your life before it's too late? Schmidt is the warning.

My #100wordReview - https://larrys100.writeas.com/about-schmidt-alexander-payne-2002

#AboutSchmidt #FilmReview #AlexanderPayne #ClassicFilm #FediFilm #Drabble #Aging

Pavements (Alex Ross Perry, 2024)

I cried watching. Was it nostalgia and middle age? Watching with my teen daughter? Ignoring societal suffocation to revel in the community of the film's third act?

Growth has happened for all of us, but we carry who we were forward too.

My #100wordReview - https://larrys100.writeas.com/pavements-alex-ross-perry-2024

#Pavements #Pavements #FilmReview #MusicDoc #Documentary #AlexRossPerry #FediFilm #Drabble #Aging

Nov. 15/11 #Wss366 #numb #MastoPrompt #scarab

The rocks fell from Wayna Qhapaq, one of the last Inca rulers from before the Huascar-Atahualpa civil war, tomb’s entrance. It was a lost tomb, and who knew how much treasure it held? Melting the gold alone would make us rich and ensure that our looting went undiscovered.

Looking at the map, I said, “Just beyond here is a boulder trap, à la Indiana Jones. The release is here.” I reached into the indicated indentation, setting the brake.

“Look,” Professor Lustem said, taking a golden scarab from another indentation.

I wanted to say, “Don’t,” but my tongue was already numb.

Inca Civil War:

#Microfiction #Tootfic #Drabble #NMV366 #Inca #Incas

Model-D with DI

#Wss366 #MastoPrompt

“What cha doing, Grandpa?” Todd asked.

“What’s it look like? I’m #cranking the engine. You want to try?”

“Naw. I got a new car, a Chevy Roadster. This here Ford Model-A starts hard.” Todd kicked a car tire.

“This baby is one of those newfangled Model-Ds, Professor Muskrat been touting. This car don’t need gas, the engine is silent, no flat tires, and only smells a little of sulfur. Come with DI and even drives itself while you sleep.”

“Sounds complicated, Gramps. High-tech stuff has lots of #variables. What’s DI anyway?”

“Demon Intelligence. But the d*mn demon won’t wake up.”

#Drabble #Spooktober #Halloween #MicroFiction #TootFic #NMV366

#百物語 #HyakuMonogatari: 14 Smile 微笑

#Fandom #AlfredHitchcock #Psycho
#DrabbleTober #Spooktober
#SundayLit (#Happy & #Sad) #Wss366 #WordWeavers 10.5 — Antagonist sadness?

A smile touched his lips, like a frost bloom on iron-hard ground: brittle, cold, and easily erased.

His eyes focused on the decaying Victorian on the hill. Mother would be so proud of his cleverness.

She had been so upset when the sheriff came by to ask questions about the abandoned car on Ashcreek Lane. Her shrill voice—a searing, shrieking wind, orphaned sparrows #piping under eaves, and the whistle of a willow cane—blew the crystal away.

But he was cleverer now. His eyes followed the bubbles emerging from the muddy bog, and with them, a full smile welled.

[Note 1] Feel free to join in #Drabbletober (A spooky 100-word story a day.)
[Note 2] Or join in on #HayakuMongogatari. Number your submissions one higher than the last. If we reach 100, a spook is supposed to appear. An internet #youkai. Maybe the muskrat.
[Note 3] Image from Psycho, Directed by Alfred Hitchcock

#NMV366 #Drabble #Horror #Halloween #Hitchcock #NMWW #NMPrompts #NMSL #MicroFiction #TootFic

#百物語: #HyakuMonogatari: 11 #Square Peg

#Wss366 #Drabbletober #Spooktober

“Honey, that looks like a grave except it’s square.”

“Yep, exactly three by three feet and ten feet deep.”

“Wow. Why our backyard?”

“No one can see me digging. I’ll plant hydrangeas in it when I’m done.”

“Ten feet is awful deep.”

“I wouldn’t want anything sticking out the top. Except for the hydrangeas. Ha, ha. And before you ask why hydrangeas, they were on sale at Sky Nursery.”

“I don’t get it. Why here? Why so deep, and why square?”

Thump.

“Respect. You always loved blue and complained that you were a square peg forced into a round hole.”

[Note 1] Feel free to join in Drabbletober (A spooky 100-word story a day.)
[Note 2] Or join in on #HayakuMongogatari. Number your submissions one higher than the last. If we reach 100, a spook is supposed to appear. An internet #youkai. Maybe Nichol will return to us.

#NMV366 #Drabble #Horror #Halloween #MicroFiction #TootFic

#zinoteka #zin #polskizin #polskieczasopismo #czasopismointernetowe #szorty #szortalnawynos #stusłówka #drabble #polskafantastyka #polscyautorzy

Minashi-by-the-Sea

#MicroPrompt #MastoPrompt 8/16

The moon rose above #slumbering Minashi-by-the-Sea. Its #cream walls glowed faintly in the light. Unbidden, the caravan camels stepped faster, setting their harness bells to chime. The drivers laughed at libelous jokes or prayed to their small gods. The moon that had threatened to vanish now waxed strong.

Forgotten was Far Karabash, its walls decaying in the gloom. No caravans, jars of aromatic spices, or bolts of fabulous silks would enter its gates. The crystal fountains of Minashi-by-the-Sea ceased murmuring a dirge for its passing. Instead, the waters celebrated the new dreamer, who built rose-tinted towers and #creamy sand beaches.

#MicroFiction #TootFic #Serial #NMPrompts #NMV366 #NMMP #Drabble #LordDunsany #Pastiche

To a Forgotten Dreamer II

#Wss366 (For the new word) #MastoPrompt 8/12

The caravan #halted above Far Karabash.

From Neither Lang’s once verdant hills, they saw the twisted streets of its bazaar.

The camels spat at not having arrived yet and longed for the cooling waters of Minashi-by-the-Sea.

Their drivers silently signed themselves against evil and glanced at the waning stars above. The moon grew dimmer by the hour.

From where they were, they couldn’t see the dust devils dance in Karabash’s haunted streets.

The city’s fireworks no longer bloomed in the even dusk. Its crystal #fruit had ceased singing.

Far Karabash’s dreamer no longer dreamed but slept forever in hushed darkness.

#MircoFiction #TootFic #NMPrompts #NMV366 #NMMP #Drabble #LordDunsany #Pastiche

@stevendbrewer #FanFiction Num. 2

#Wss366 #MastoPrompt

A massive sigh coming from her neighbor’s camp stopped Brunhilde. When she poked her head in, she found her lady friend staring at peanuts scattered on the ground.

“Did you spill them, ma’am?” she asked.

“No, they’re for the #crows. It’s kind of like #chum. #Corvids flock to it. They’re my chums.” The woman laughed weakly at her joke.

“I haven’t seen any crows.”

“No, they’re afraid of that darn owl.”

“Be afraid. Be very afraid,” Forrest announced from a nearby tree. “Pick up all those peanuts, or I’ll turn you into chum, chum.” Forrest hooted insanely at the joke.

#MicroFiction #TootFic #NMPrompts #NMV366 #NMMP #Drabble

#Chuck Stevens

#wss366 #WordWeavers 7/19 Use humor: Reck'on I do

#WritersCoffeeClub 6/16: Use eye dialects?

“Chuck” Stevens rang the chuck wagon triangle. He was used to the nickname as well as the tired jokes that tickled the cowhands’ funny bone.

They greeted his limp with, “Did ya fall in a chuckhole?” Or one would holler at dinner, “Are we havin’ chuck roast?” Another would reply, “Naw, just range-hare frick-a-zee.”

He’d hear that one tonight. Supper was stewed rabbit, caught by one of the boys, with cheese biscuits made from cheddar bought in the last town.

“Come’n get it ’fore I chuck yer out!” he yelled. Better to laugh with ’em than to be laughed at.

#MicroFiction #TootFic #nmv366 #NMPrompts #NMWCC #Drabble #Cowboy #EyeDialect #Food #NMWW

#TimeManager Part 25
#wss366 #TimeTravelAuthors 07/15

“We’re done here,” Holmes said to Watson.

Watson looked pointedly at us. “What about them?”

“Yeah, what about us?” Raven said.

“Totally irrelevant. They’re innocent bystanders.”

“Bystanders, but hardly innocent. Crackky Crak cacacacaw,” Raven cackled at its own joke.

“I’d like to tag along,” Poe said, speaking up.

“Just don’t get in the way,” Sherlock said, turning and leaving the croft.

“If you’re after the #bounty, it goes to the widow,” Watson added.

“Come, Watson. Time is wasting. They’re time travelers and have no use for English pounds.”

“Time wasting. Time wasting. TM arrest them for time wasting. Crawky cawcacaw.”

#MicroFiction #NMPrompts #NMV366 #NMTTA #SherlockHolmes #Fanfiction #Pastiche #Drabble #Corvids #Raven #TimeTravelAuthors #Mystery

Cat Lady's Reward

#Mastoprompt #wss366

Blinding #halogen lights flashed on as the loudspeakers blared, “Five minutes to your favorite episode of ‘Blue’s Clues.’” Then static and feedback.

“It was my favorite at age five, for heaven’s sake,” she muttered, but not low enough. “Do Bee” heard. “Don’t be a Don’t Bee,” screamed the speakers.

Another night of endless Blue’s Clues and now punishment for mentioning that other place.

The image played back of that Joe Namath look-alike, saying, “This is your ‘reward’ for failing to be a meek, mild, childbearing, Christian woman.”

The #point(less) end to an independent life as a childless cat lady. Amen.

Blame @tobadzistsini for this one. I take no responsibility. (The story, not the YouTube clip. That is my Don’t Bee deed of the day.)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gtI1t_3wWLM

#NMPP #NMPrompts #NMMP #NMv366 #Drabble #MicroFiction #TootFic
#Political #Satire #PoliticalSatire

Cat Lady's Reward

#Mastoprompt #Vss366

Blinding #halogen lights flashed on as the loudspeakers blared, “Five minutes to your favorite episode of ‘Blue’s Clues.’” Then static and feedback.

“It was my favorite at age five, for heaven’s sake,” she muttered, but not low enough. “Do Bee” heard. “Don’t be a Don’t Bee,” screamed the speakers.

Another night of endless Blue’s Clues and now punishment for mentioning that other place.

The image played back of that Joe Namath look-alike, saying, “This is your ‘reward’ for failing to be a meek, mild, childbearing, Christian woman.”

The #point(less) end to an independent life as a childless cat lady. Amen.

Blame @tobadzistsini for this one. I take no responsibility. (The story, not the YouTube clip. That is my Don’t Bee deed of the day.)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gtI1t_3wWLM

#NMPP #NMPrompts #NMMP #NMv366 #Drabble #MicroFiction #TootFic
#Political #Satire #PoliticalSatire

Cat Lady's Reward

#Mastoprompt #wss366

Blinding #halogen lights flashed on as the loudspeakers blared, “Five minutes to your favorite episode of ‘Blue’s Clues.’” Then static and feedback.

“It was my favorite at age five, for heaven’s sake,” she muttered, but not low enough. “Do Bee” heard. “Don’t be a Don’t Bee,” screamed the speakers.

Another night of endless Blue’s Clues and now punishment for mentioning that other place.

The image played back of that Joe Namath look-alike, saying, “This is your ‘reward’ for failing to be a meek, mild, childbearing, Christian woman.”

The #point(less) end to an independent life as a childless cat lady. Amen.

Blame @tobadzistsini for this one. I take no responsibility. (The story, not the YouTube clip. That is my Don’t Bee deed of the day.)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gtI1t_3wWLM

#NMPP #NMPrompts #NMMP #NMv366 #Drabble #MicroFiction #TootFic
#Political #Satire #PoliticalSatire

Cat Lady's Reward

#Mastoprompt #wss366

Blinding #halogen lights flashed on as the loudspeakers blared, “Five minutes to your favorite episode of ‘Blue’s Clues.’” Then static and feedback.

“It was my favorite at age five, for heaven’s sake,” she muttered, but not low enough. “Do Bee” heard. “Don’t be a Don’t Bee,” screamed the speakers.

Another night of endless Blue’s Clues and now punishment for mentioning that other place.

The image played back of that Joe Namath look-alike, saying, “This is your ‘reward’ for failing to be a meek, mild, childbearing, Christian woman.”

The #point(less) end to an independent life as a childless cat lady. Amen.

Blame @tobadzistsini for this one. I take no responsibility. (The story, not the YouTube clip. That is my Don’t Bee deed of the day.)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gtI1t_3wWLM

#NMPP #NMPrompts #NMMP #NMv366 #Drabble #MicroFiction #TootFic
#Political #Satire #PoliticalSatire

Cat Lady's Reward

#Mastoprompt #wss366

Blinding #halogen lights flashed on as the loudspeakers blared, “Five minutes to your favorite episode of ‘Blue’s Clues.’” Then static and feedback.

“It was my favorite at age five, for heaven’s sake,” she muttered, but not low enough. “Do Bee” heard. “Don’t be a Don’t Bee,” screamed the speakers.

Another night of endless Blue’s Clues and now punishment for mentioning that other place.

The image played back of that Joe Namath look-alike, saying, “This is your ‘reward’ for failing to be a meek, mild, childbearing, Christian woman.”

The #point(less) end to an independent life as a childless cat lady. Amen.

Blame @tobadzistsini for this one. I take no responsibility. (The story, not the YouTube clip. That is my Don’t Bee deed of the day.)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gtI1t_3wWLM

#NMPP #NMPrompts #NMMP #NMv366 #Drabble #MicroFiction #TootFic
#Political #Satire #PoliticalSatire

百物語 Hyaku Monogatari No, 9 - Seamstress

#wss366 7/9

The #sewer looked up from her work, noting what the weavers had made. Drifts of fine, moth-gray cloth lay in loose mounds. The weaver’s feet scuttled back and forth in an unending dance of warp and weft, counterpoint to the patter of small paws from the sewers.

She sighed, returning to her work. Her deft needle stitching an endless supply of shrouds. To slacken was to invite the gnawing of small teeth at ankles already bereft of feet. Only scattered ivory bones remained.

Another shroud was done and carried away in an endless cycle until all sentient beings found enlightenment.

#MicroFiction #TootFic #Drabble #NMPrompts #NMV366 #Horror #WeirdTale

#TimeManager Part 24: Blacking

#wss366 #TimeTravelAuthors 07/05

“That’s Sherlock Holmes,” Raven said in a stage whisper.

“Do tell,” muttered Poe, dryly.

Raven stretched, smoothing her feathers. “Autograph, please, Mr. Holmes?”

Watson blinked, his eyes as round as TM’s. Holmes regarded her, faintly amused. “Remarkable. A talking raven. American, by the timbre. Bright, yet prone to absurdity.”

“The criminal,” Watson prompted, redirecting anxiously.

“Disguised as a gentleman, officer, constable, or valet; yet unmistakably of inferior stock.”

“How #can you be sure?”

“The blacking tin. Smears on the chair betray a clumsy hand. One polishes with precision or not at all. The details, Watson; details always betray the breeding.”

Note 1: A tin is a can .
Note 2: As you watch Basil Rathbone on the screen canned ** music is playing #around you.

#MicroFiction #NMPrompts #NMV366 #NMTTA #SherlockHolmes #Fanfiction #Pastiche #Drabble #Corvids #Raven #TimeTravelAuthors #Mystery

#writerscoffeeclub 10 June. Where is the line between between homage and theft?

"I made up a joke," Jeckle said, strutting along the fence top.

"Do tell," Heckle screamed. “Joke, joke, we want a joke.”

"Why is a raven like a writing desk?" Jeckle fluffed his feathers proudly.

"That's my joke," The Mad Hatter joined the conversation.

"Claiming it's yours is theft," The March Hare said. “Artistic poison.”

“Pompous, pompous, the rabbit’s pompous!” Heckle screamed.

"Plagiarism even," a sleepy voice added, joining the conversation late.

"But this is an homage," Alice concluded.

"Creek. Crackle. Craraky." Heckle and Jeckle screamed together.

Hatter grabbed Heckle, and Hare Jeckle, and into the tea pot they went.

#MicroFiction #NMPrompts #NMWCC #pastiche #HeckleAndJeckle #AliceInWonderLand #Crows #Corvids #Drabble

#wss366 06/07 #Breed

Lord Charles Minos slapped the beast’s hind haunch, producing a satisfying meaty thump. “What BREED did you say you used again?”

The BREEDer smiled, a lean, hungry look. “Hibernian Highland.”

“Excellent stock, that,” Minos said. His hearty tone was met with a nod.

Minos pulled back the creature’s lips. Still asleep, it didn’t react. “Sharp, no abnormalities,” he pronounced. “The human you BREED it with?”

“Greek heroic, the line traces back to one of Medea’s brood.”

“I’ll take it for my maze.” Minos handed the breeder a card. “Deliver it here. Is untraceable gold good, or do you prefer Unis?”

#MicroFiction #NMPrompts #NMV366 #Drabble

#wss366 #Fair 5/21 The Soft Serve Case Part 2 (Sakura Pink)

“What’ll it be, little ladies?” the FAIR-skinned carney/Fair lady asked.

“Vanilla,” Kanna said.

Kasumi’s face screwed up trying to find words. Then she held up two fingers.

“Two cones?” the FAIR lady asked.

Kanna translated, “She wants a twist.”

Riko smiled, “I want pink, a sakura soft-serve.”

The lady frowned. “We have vanilla, chocolate, and vanilla-chocolate twist.”

“That’s unFAIR. There’s pink shaved ice.”

“FAIR or not, no pink.”

The lady looked around. “Where’s the other girl? Here’s her twist.”

Kasumi reappeared from around the Ferris wheel with a pink soft-serve.

“Pink! Okay, maybe I love you a little,” Riko said.

#MicroFiction #NMPrompts #NMV366 #Drabble
#OthersidePicnic #UraPi #裏世界ピクニック
#MissKobayashiDragonMaid #DragonMaid

#TimeTravelAuthors 5/19 Where did you get the idea for your story?
#TimeTravelingGhost Part 2

“The author! Def best place to screw with Poe and Time Manager,” #TimeTravelingGhost said.

“What a messy desk, but the plushies are cute,” Ghost noted.

“There’s a ghost,” Jeckle called from a shelf.

“So, what’s new?” Author shrugged. “Who’s it this time: Boo-gart, Greta Ghoulbo, Long Chain-ney?”

“Have Poe fall under the pendulum,” Ghost whispered in Author’s ear.

“Why? ‘Fall’ isn’t the prompt word.”

“Because I’ll haunt you otherwise! Stupid!”

“Stupid,” Heckle echoed.

“So? Get in line. It’s Betty Graveis’s turn, then Fred A. Scare.”

“How do you think up this stuff?”

Author tapped her head. “Garbage in, #nonsense out.”

Author’s note: blame @sfwrtr

#MicroFiction #NMPrompts #Drabble #NMTTA #Puns #SilentMovies #classicmovies #moviestars #HeckleAndJeckle #Plushies #Crow @ShadowPlay @plush_bot

#wss366 5/6 #Taper #TimeManager part 3

“One wee little line more. Fixed,” the Time Keeper reported.

“Things are still speeding,” I said as the sun skimmed the sky.

“It’s on a TAPER, lass. Stop too fast. Bam, whiplash.”

“Paradox me arse, I want to be in two places at once.”

“Mr. Poe, we have an obstinate one.”

A thin, sallow-featured man entered the room, a raven on his shoulder.

“She insists on being two places at once,” the Time Manager said.

“Young lady, answer this, and I’ll help: ‘Why is a raven like a writing desk?’”

“You wrote about both.”

“Right—this way, the Pendulum Room.”

#microfiction #NMPrompts #NMV366 #Drabble @ixtlidekami @QuasiTemporal

#wss366 5/6 #Taper #TimeManager part 3

“One wee little line more. Fixed,” the Time Keeper reported.

“Things are still speeding,” I said as the sun skimmed the sky.

“It’s on a TAPER, lass. Stop too fast. Bam, whiplash.”

“Paradox me arse, I want to be in two places at once.”

“Mr. Poe, we have an obstinate one.”

A thin, sallow-featured man entered the room, a raven on his shoulder.

“She insists on being two places at once,” the Time Manager said.

“Young lady, answer this, and I’ll help: ‘Why is a raven like a writing desk?’”

“You wrote about both.”

“Right—this way, the Pendulum Room.”

#microfiction #NMPrompts #NMV366 #Drabble @ixtlidekami @QuasiTemporal

#wss366 5/6 #Taper #TimeManager part 3

“One wee little line more. Fixed,” the Time Keeper reported.

“Things are still speeding,” I said as the sun skimmed the sky.

“It’s on a TAPER, lass. Stop too fast. Bam, whiplash.”

“Paradox me arse, I want to be in two places at once.”

“Mr. Poe, we have an obstinate one.”

A thin, sallow-featured man entered the room, a raven on his shoulder.

“She insists on being two places at once,” the Time Manager said.

“Young lady, answer this, and I’ll help: ‘Why is a raven like a writing desk?’”

“You wrote about both.”

“Right—this way, the Pendulum Room.”

#microfiction #NMPrompts #NMV366 #Drabble @ixtlidekami @QuasiTemporal

#wss366 5/6 #Taper #TimeManager part 3

“One wee little line more. Fixed,” the Time Keeper reported.

“Things are still speeding,” I said as the sun skimmed the sky.

“It’s on a TAPER, lass. Stop too fast. Bam, whiplash.”

“Paradox me arse, I want to be in two places at once.”

“Mr. Poe, we have an obstinate one.”

A thin, sallow-featured man entered the room, a raven on his shoulder.

“She insists on being two places at once,” the Time Manager said.

“Young lady, answer this, and I’ll help: ‘Why is a raven like a writing desk?’”

“You wrote about both.”

“Right—this way, the Pendulum Room.”

#microfiction #NMPrompts #NMV366 #Drabble @ixtlidekami @QuasiTemporal