Fiona_the_Ogre @Boudicca@octodon.social
Achieving zen thru grumpiness
@craigmaloney @davidrevoy these are delightful!
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Only you can prevent bland desktops.
"People think I'm too tall, broad, and heavy-footed to be a rogue, but here I am, disabling traps, picking pockets, and - my specialty - finding secret doors."
"You smash anything you suspect is trapped, you mug people by scaring them into handing stuff over and - despite what you think - you're NOT an expert at finding secret doors you just KICK holes in walls!"
"You want me to detect a secret passage out of this maze or not?"
"...Yes."
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cool clouds tonight
With a turn of the heavy iron key, the large doors of the lost library creaked open, to reveal books of every size, unread for years, still stacked neatly upon ceiling tall shelves.
"Ahh... old books... love the smell. I could spend hours in a corner with my nose in one. The older the better."
"Oh? What vintage genres do you normally read?"
"Read? Naw, the mold gets me high. Isn't that why most folks collect old books? For sniffin'?"
@starbreaker indeed- I love when they bloom!
"You haven't decoded our message?" the alien said. "Your GalacUnion invitation, RSVP today?"
"Er..." said the human. "No."
"We only sent it once we knew you had enough computing capacity to do it."
"We didn't know!"
"What did you use those computers for then?"
"Mining bitcoin..."
#MicroFiction #TootFic #SmallStories
The kiddo has been snacking on giant kale leaves, and now she's got a trail of green juice leaking from the corner of her mouth like a Vulcan Dracula.
All within the wizard's manor slept soundly. All but the wizard's familiar, Anka - a golden eyed, storm gray cat, large enough to be mistaken for a goat. She was just very well fed, the wizard would often explain to skeptical guests.
Anka paced the hallways diligently, taking extra care to inspect the library, cellar and study.
She spied an out of place shadow, and made short work of the pesky imp.
She was very well fed indeed.
#tootfic #microfiction #writing #fantasy #terylstales #caturday
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"Y-yeah, sounds good, thanks again," Ella gulped. Despite knowing how big mermaids were, nothing could've prepared her for the sheer awesomeness of meeting one in person.
"You're quite far out. How'd that happen?"
"Fell asleep," Ella said, sheepishly.
"No life-vest?"
"Was working on my tan," Ella practically baa'd.
"Hm... you've learned a lesson then... sorry, what's your name?"
"...Ella."
"Ella. I'm Borda. Next time, catch rays on the beach, yeah?"
"Gotcha," Ella promised, smitten.
2/3
Ella almost swallowed water in surprise, clutching at the brown, speckled fingers as thick as her arm. Within a few blinks, she was out of the water, gasping for air. Her catamaran had drifted further away than she realized.
"You okay there, human?" asked the concerned owner of the huge hand holding her afloat.
"Thuh-uh," Ella choked, pushing wet hair out of her eyes, nodding weakly at her rescuer, "Thuh... thanks."
"No problem - lets get you back on your boat and back to shore, hey?"
1/3
The bubbles are going the wrong way, Ella mused, far too calmly.
Oh no wait, it's me, I'm going the wrong way, she realized, her sense of calm vanishing instantly.
Ella clawed fruitlessly against the current. She didn't even remember falling overboard.
If I die, that'll teach me to fall asleep sunbathing, without a life-vest, she thought, lungs aching as the surface grew more distant.
A huge hand wrapped around her waist.
#tootfic #microfiction #writing #urbanfantasy #terylstales #mermay
I always dream of being underwater. Sometimes puddles, sometimes streams, sometimes lakes, but most often the sea because I'd seen more media that explored it. I had no real love or compulsion to BE underwater, it just... happened.
And no matter what I'd meet the same group of merfolk; mostly friends, some rivals, even a love interest sometimes. I'd have a fish tail too.
So yes, technically, I have wet dreams but not how most people do.
"Us?"
"Yes. I was accidentally summoned some time in the 70s... none of the hippies noticed so I just went my own way."
"Wait you're telling this to me straight up? Isn't that dangerous?"
"What could you or anyone you know do to a Powerful Ancient Being?"
"G-good point... wait there isn't ANYTHING that could... overpower you... or something?"
"Perhaps - I'm not telling you though."
"Wait, then why are you always late for... everything?"
"Human time is REALLY hard for PABs to comprehend."
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The children peered into the forest stream, watching the small silvery figures darting about just below the surface.
"Are they fairies?" asked the youngest, whispering in awe.
"They're aquatic and have fishtails; they're mermaids," said the oldest, whispering so not to be detected.
"But they're so small; aren't mermaids bigger?"
"Clearly ocean ones are big, and forest ones are small."
The youngest accepted this explanation.
#tootfic #microfiction #writing #urbanfantasy #terylstales #mermay
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