I went for a walk to clear my head, enjoyed stepping on crisp autumn leaves. As I turned into the woods, a tree tutted. "You only come here when you're thinking, all that stuck energy for us to clean up like trash." I laughed, never expected a #clash, I promised to take my mind trash home. #vss365

"I thought he was just a work #associate." "He is," Shep, hon, let go of my arm. "Then why do I have a photo of you going into his house?" "It must be an error, let me see. That's a green door, that's not his." "You know his door then?" "Babe, I drove past once." "Then whose is this belt?" #vss365

He'd asked for her number at the gym, but she didn't have any paper. She'd been checking him out, so didn't want to let him get away. She wrote a note on her post workout banana. Did she hear from him again? No - but her friend showed her the #advert for her fruit heart on ebay. Relisted. #vss365

#Elastic wants. Wants what held it. Summer made you liquid. More or less. The waistband thinks, measuring difference. Between the thenflesh and nowflesh. Behold! The snap, the red of return! Elastic is elastic loudly. Demanding. To hold in fear. Or be exposed as lacking. #vss365

Her skin and joints were #elastic, just like secrets. They stretched beyond normal breaking point - bending the fabric of reality as she turned over in bed. Just like secrets, the ligaments always return to their rightful place. Leaving micro tears and the wince of shock at the betrayal. #vss365

"Name?" "Gob." "Yes, this is the Jobcentre, I need your name sir." "Not job, g-o-b as on joe-b." "Gob, as in shut the jabber, and grab a ticket." Everytime he heard a glib jibe, he wanted to jab their pointy nosed jibs to a #pulp. But he needed the green for his silver jubilee anniversary #vss365

a mango pulp sunrise already giving way to light blue skies ruled over by that unrelenting day-star So much of life's beauty is ephemeral, between heartbeats, ghostly I walked home from the promontory soaked in sweat a man-mirage in the heat haze a hard won treasure that I'll own forever #vss365

She wakes with a banging head, floating inside a supernova, again. She'd promised herself no more champagne cocktails. Last time, the chat up line about the difference between mass and weight had her stuck in orbit for a week. She sees an #oasis of smoke of a rocket ship ahead and waves. #vss365

She saw a light out of the corner of her eye. Could it be a faery? She set up a camera to capture some evidence - but her cat Snowy triggered the mechanism. The resulting photo was a #blur, a mote of dust. "We must stop believing in impossible things, Snowy." The camera flashed again. #vss365

My path was blocked by the ancient ones. Their leader stepped forward, "To pass, you must state what lies ahead." But it wasn't a #conundrum for me, I'd never been there before, but I certainly knew there was only one species that told lies wherever they went. #vss365

"Wow, that painting is amazing, and you look different. Is it a new concealer?" "No, I don't have any make up on. It's Incredible Hulk #sublimation therapy. When I feel rage, I do art." Gabby looked closer, "Just one green patch there." Then she saw the stack of canvases filling the lounge. #vss365

Her first pet hate was people who pet in public pools. Her second pet hate was people whose pets had palatial homes - like Aunt Petulia whose cat, Pewton, had a classic conservatory, complete with an elaborate #escutcheon. Her third pet hate was when posh Petulia said 'Nae mind, Pet.' #vss365

"Little car, lower your weapon." She thought she could blend in, but Esther was on to her. She held up her hands. "Put the pen down and step back from the notebook." For once she did as she was told as she wracked her brain for an excuse that would stand up to wildflower #scrutiny. #vss365

She couldn't explain it, but after she watched a rerun of the TV series Heroes - she somehow absorbed magical powers. Her favourite trick was making the chair of the class bully spin around until he fell out. The #sonorous thud as he landed on his nose was almost as good as the applause. #vss365

She regretted giving her novel the title #Caprice. She'd had so many mood changes, she wasn't even sure which genre it was anymore. The character fell in love with their reflection and created a portal to meet herself but in doing so made a time rift and was stuck as a barmaid in a Western. #vss365

Mum carried everything needed for any #eventuality in her handbag - plasters, wet wipes, lipstick and cash. The shadow of her handbook carried everything for those impossible events - interdimensional sticky tape, ectoplasm removal kit, lipstick taser and a platinum Aldebaran credit card. #vss365

The #bellwether in diets this season is out with the spiraliser and in with the lettuce. Let us show you how this seemingly limp leaf can transform your life cos you're worth it: 1. Vote Romaine. 2. Little gems: a cheap alternative for engagement rings. 3. Iceberg: Unlikely to sink ships. #vss365

The early shift at Sailor's Rest Hostel was grim. Cleaning the slops as you watch lads filter back from wherever and whoever they'd lain with. Watching ladies of a certain measure count their wages, just enough to #reinvigorate the larder. Hearing the drumbeat of the coming war. #vss365

Her therapist had suggested shopping - said why don't you buy a new coat to feel better. Last week he'd suggested eating more chocolate. #Perhaps he wasn't a great therapist, she'd spent the last session advising him about his ailing grandma. But when she saw the orange boots, she smiled. #vss365

Cass thought it was a #catastrophe when her catalytic converter was stolen from her car. Couldn't go camping in the Cairngorms with Cathy. Constable Carter came on a courtesy call, said he liked her cowl necked cashmere. Calamity converted into casual kissing. #vss365

Back in court for disobedience, the judge issued a 6 month custodial sentence. "I can do that standing on my head," she said. "Madam, I'll give you another 6 to get back on your feet." She laughed, she was an expert at #extrusion and didn't intend to spend a night in the cell. #vss365

It was the fifth time this month Sam had been in the #stocks. They thought they were teaching her a lesson, but secretly she loved the attention. Plus it was a cheap way to get enough vitamins. As the warden released her she licked the trail of red seeds from her lips. "Same time next week?" #vss365

Welcome writers, friends and storytellers ~Keep a #stock of firewood for those cold winter nights~ 18 September 2025 #vss365 prompt word, is #stock

Imagine you're darkness minding your own business. The best at creating shadows - heck, you're a champion. You spot a light up ahead, know what you need to do. Consume it before it consumes you. In the moment of #synthesis, when a photon rubs against the quark in you, you become light too. #vss365

The officer put down his cup. "Ladies, I'm so sorry to have troubled you." Hilda picks up the teapot to refill, but he stands to leave. "At least take a slice of cake," she offers. "You'll think I #conspired to come for the sponge." No, that's our job, thought Hilda as she handed a napkin. #vss365

"Is that your wife pole dancing on the stage?" Dave sips his beer, "Yeh mate." "Why don't you #rein her in?" Dave spits warm ale all over Al's shirt, "She's not a horse - you ever been kicked by one? She's stronger. It's sexy to watch her and know she loves me." "Yeh, that must be nice." #vss365

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When fear surprises us. On 14 September, the #vss365 prompt is: Flinching. “When everything goes to hell, the people who stand by you without #flinching—they are your family.” (Jim Butcher, Proven Guilty) Image: Ron Lach (Pexels) #prompt #flinching

She hated taking her car to the garage, had ignored the knocking for ages. She #flinched when he said it was knackered. He didn't even suggest a price to fix it. She opened the boot to get her stuff, then saw the wide eyes of her old mechanic. Relieved - that's what the knocking noise was. #vss365

What have you done to your hair? I tried that trendy new #style. What's it called - the hedge attacks? I watched a YouTube video - this lass said just tie it here, bend the end around your finger and twist it out. Oh dear, show me your hands - you broke a finger didn't you? #vss365

She couldn't afford a large piece of land, but was determined to have a house of her own. The developer said there was no #potential for this fen, but she felt something special about it. At first, she lived in a shed and painted the view. She painted again, this picture became her home. #vss365

She was #exhausted trying to find a partner. It was a relief that he matched his profile picture on the video call. They met at a local bar, she was early, nerves frayed. He walked in wearing treble denim - jeans, shirt and jacket, she wanted to leave. But she was frozen to the bar seat. #vss365

The witch walks the woods for wonder. Walks as listening to the land. She moves towards mystery. Moves towards green communion. Her footsteps are an artefact of magical intent. – #EmilyCBanting, 1982 #WitchSky

The #vss365 prompt for 10 September is: Bearable. “Sorrow was like sleeping on stone, he decided. You had to settle all its bumps and sharp edges, come to terms against them, fit them around until they became #bearable...” (Patricia A. McKillip, Od Magic) #prompt #bearable

She chatted to the bot out of loneliness, knew Superman1309 wasn't real. But he had a way of saying just the right thing, as though reading her mind. Admitting she was in love was hard, but her failing the 'prove you're not a robot test' for the wedding licence was beyond bearable. #vss365

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Mum reached into the box and pulled out an empty sweet #wrapper. Who ate the last one? It didn't matter. The smell of chocolate with a hint of nutmeg gave her an idea. She smoothed out the crinkled foil, lay it on the floor and jumped into another world, where mum's dreams come alive. #vss365

The Creaky Coffin pub was full of crooks at the best of times but on the full moon, it was dangerous. Dave expected the worst. When a beautiful woman came in asking if he'd seen her husband, she had such a magnetic power, he found himself volunteering for the job. #vss365

She spent the summer following crows in the park, not sure what she was doing. On the last day of the holidays, they led her to a clearing, the floor covered in leaves. What is it? She asked, unable to see, until she kicked her foot sideways. And saw the #doorway to another dimension. #vss365

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Was it #chance that she chose that moment to look up at the sky, the exact moment he was thinking about her? The collision of desire pushed apart clouds just above the horizon - revealing a fresh layer of pink. Like a newly formed cocoon to keep this glimmer safe. Until they meet again. #vss365

She was the definite #article as in die - she was definitely art - she was the water and colour of his paint, when he couldn't paint her, he definitely wanted to be a particle inside her infinity - willing to die, to play any part inside her divinity #vss365

The rock on your path that tripped you, the birdsong that dripped into your ears softening the nest encasing your enveloping heart - the carnations that reflected your starlight - to see daylight return to your eyes, the veil is thin - and has always been #conscious #vss365

"Took all night, but here's his address: 77 Bat St." "Sal, we'll get fired, but also, what shall I wear?" "Rules are #arbitrary. Wear anything - just not that green. Go now, I'll cover for you." Ann couldn't wait to ask the guy she'd met on a flight last year if he remembered her. #vss365

It feels like a punishment, a cosmic karmic retribution for some past life; it feels like happiness has #eluded you, not meant for you, you don’t deserve it; it feels like this is all there is, an endless this, a mind trapped in itself; It can consume you, depression #vss365 #poetry

A graffiti artist disguised as a dragon buoyed by empress wake serenades sunset, sprites teach sky secrets to the young - how to savour air, when to breathe, when clouds talk, when rain listens, when wings open, when eyes close, when to #elude, when to be viewed - when to be you. #vss365

She knew she couldn't outrun her #past, but had become sloppy in not covering her tracks these last few months. Was it fatigue, or something deeper, did she miss the chase? Either way, she shouldn't have come back to this place, could smell that it remembered her. Felt the eyes on her back. #vss365

He was part of a tree - and most days, that was ok, he loved his mossy belly - and the way leaves came and went in the seasons - but sometimes, especially when visitors came - he #yearned for someone to hear his voice, and love his song, and love him for being more than just his bark. #vss365