Sara
@spauffwrites.bsky.social
Writer, communicator and storyteller
Writing novels and weird short fiction #VSS365 ✍️
Hanging upside down 💪
🤫I’m reading
Writing novels and weird short fiction #VSS365 ✍️
Hanging upside down 💪
🤫I’m reading
Scalpel. Suction. Sternal Saw.
Finding true love is not an exact #science. Heartache, broken hearts, hearts with holes —I fix them all.
But as soon as I open this man's chest cavity, I see the problem. No heart at all.
A politician. Sew him up. All that money can keep him company. #vss365
Finding true love is not an exact #science. Heartache, broken hearts, hearts with holes —I fix them all.
But as soon as I open this man's chest cavity, I see the problem. No heart at all.
A politician. Sew him up. All that money can keep him company. #vss365
November 15, 2025 at 2:32 AM
"Put the books in the attic. Where dusty things belong," her stepmother sneered.
Locked away, the books fed her. #History, #geography, #famous writers — she devoured them all. Her skin grew scales, her anger grew fangs.
"Snake!" the stepmother cried and fled, leaving the bookwyrm her hoard. #vss365
Locked away, the books fed her. #History, #geography, #famous writers — she devoured them all. Her skin grew scales, her anger grew fangs.
"Snake!" the stepmother cried and fled, leaving the bookwyrm her hoard. #vss365
November 7, 2025 at 11:12 PM
"Put the books in the attic. Where dusty things belong," her stepmother sneered.
Locked away, the books fed her. #History, #geography, #famous writers — she devoured them all. Her skin grew scales, her anger grew fangs.
"Snake!" the stepmother cried and fled, leaving the bookwyrm her hoard. #vss365
Locked away, the books fed her. #History, #geography, #famous writers — she devoured them all. Her skin grew scales, her anger grew fangs.
"Snake!" the stepmother cried and fled, leaving the bookwyrm her hoard. #vss365
Scrambled eggs. Butter in the pan, let it melt, add the eggs, stir, stir, stir.
#Domestic science taught him how to cook. Hunger taught him how to thieve.
The kids are getting that #education too; they steal the eggs right off his plate. He pretends not to notice. #vss365
#Domestic science taught him how to cook. Hunger taught him how to thieve.
The kids are getting that #education too; they steal the eggs right off his plate. He pretends not to notice. #vss365
November 5, 2025 at 2:59 AM
Scrambled eggs. Butter in the pan, let it melt, add the eggs, stir, stir, stir.
#Domestic science taught him how to cook. Hunger taught him how to thieve.
The kids are getting that #education too; they steal the eggs right off his plate. He pretends not to notice. #vss365
#Domestic science taught him how to cook. Hunger taught him how to thieve.
The kids are getting that #education too; they steal the eggs right off his plate. He pretends not to notice. #vss365
Eye of newt, toe of frog, whiskers of cat, ears of dog.
Bunny's tail, pig's skin, horse's mouth, donkey's back end.
Stitch them together, and what do you get? Dad's #creature, our family pet.
My goldfish still lies dead in a jar of brine. Dad can't resurrect him, only play Frankenstein. #vss365
Bunny's tail, pig's skin, horse's mouth, donkey's back end.
Stitch them together, and what do you get? Dad's #creature, our family pet.
My goldfish still lies dead in a jar of brine. Dad can't resurrect him, only play Frankenstein. #vss365
November 3, 2025 at 2:35 AM
“How’d it go lad? Your first customer? “Easy. Just a little off the top.”
Dad leers, strokes his stubble. “You know, I might be in need of a shave too.”
“Me?”
“You’re in the family #business now.”
I shroud him with my cape. Clean my razor. Just a little off the top.
But so much blood. #vss365
Dad leers, strokes his stubble. “You know, I might be in need of a shave too.”
“Me?”
“You’re in the family #business now.”
I shroud him with my cape. Clean my razor. Just a little off the top.
But so much blood. #vss365
November 2, 2025 at 2:22 AM
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Rosie #creeps, humming, methodical in her efforts. Kitchen. Master bedroom. Bath.
Must be a lot of blood.
She hits me, crushing my fingers.
“Please remove obstacle and resume cleaning.”
So much blood.
“R-Rosie, call for help?”
“Initiating deep cleaning mode.”
I am swept from life. #vss365
Must be a lot of blood.
She hits me, crushing my fingers.
“Please remove obstacle and resume cleaning.”
So much blood.
“R-Rosie, call for help?”
“Initiating deep cleaning mode.”
I am swept from life. #vss365
October 27, 2025 at 11:56 PM
"We come in peace. As a gesture of — what are you — no, please, don't — Don't take her! Please! We mean no harm. WE COME IN PEACE!"
Bing Crosby lied. There were no songs, no feast.
But there were presents. We #Martians brought an offer of friendship. In return, Earthlings gave us #terror. #vss365
Bing Crosby lied. There were no songs, no feast.
But there were presents. We #Martians brought an offer of friendship. In return, Earthlings gave us #terror. #vss365
October 25, 2025 at 11:56 PM
Reposted by Sara
There is a moment at this time of year when the word ‘apricity’ really comes into view. For those who don’t know it, it was recorded only once, in 1623, before slipping out of view. Apricity is the warmth of the sun on a chilly day.
October 24, 2025 at 11:35 AM
There is a moment at this time of year when the word ‘apricity’ really comes into view. For those who don’t know it, it was recorded only once, in 1623, before slipping out of view. Apricity is the warmth of the sun on a chilly day.
Tired of life alone, she buys the house, sight #unseen. Finds a sinking foundation, old pipes, faulty wiring. But there is still hope in the attic.
"Hello? Anyone here? I've brought tea."
A scone vanishes from the tray. "Threee sugars, nooo milk," a voice intones.
Finally, tea for two. #vss365
"Hello? Anyone here? I've brought tea."
A scone vanishes from the tray. "Threee sugars, nooo milk," a voice intones.
Finally, tea for two. #vss365
October 24, 2025 at 1:12 AM
Her watch buzzes: Battery low.
Time to go. She thanks the host, grabs an Uber. Home is quiet relief. A cozy blanket and a Netflix binge recharge her battery.
Back at the party, he sips the #energy from the room with long-winded small talk. One guest fled, but there are others to drink from. #vss365
Time to go. She thanks the host, grabs an Uber. Home is quiet relief. A cozy blanket and a Netflix binge recharge her battery.
Back at the party, he sips the #energy from the room with long-winded small talk. One guest fled, but there are others to drink from. #vss365
October 23, 2025 at 1:15 AM
He crouches on his hind legs, body half-buried in the leaves, eyes trained on the sky. He sniffs the air; his floppy ears perk up at the telltale whiz of spinning plastic. He leaps, jaws snapping. Another flying #saucer defeated!
No one wins disc golf since they put the dog park next door. #vss365
No one wins disc golf since they put the dog park next door. #vss365
October 22, 2025 at 1:28 AM
"I don't know you from Adam," he says. "Why should I trust you?"
I know you, from #atom to molecules to cells. I gave you life. Sorry I wasn't around to watch you live it, to see you become so stubborn, so strong.
"I knew your mother," she says. "She wouldn't have trusted me either." #vss365
I know you, from #atom to molecules to cells. I gave you life. Sorry I wasn't around to watch you live it, to see you become so stubborn, so strong.
"I knew your mother," she says. "She wouldn't have trusted me either." #vss365
October 21, 2025 at 12:53 AM
Shoulders back, eyes down, footsteps meek. Aloof but subservient, #hovering at the edge of the ballroom, like a good #android, ready to assist.
There she is, in my shoes, with my prince, on my throne.
The clock strikes midnight — my command. My clockwork army rises to reclaim my crown. #vss365
There she is, in my shoes, with my prince, on my throne.
The clock strikes midnight — my command. My clockwork army rises to reclaim my crown. #vss365
October 19, 2025 at 9:10 PM
Where were all the trees?
There was one, no taller than lamppost, and twisted in pain. An #unearthly landscape. #Arid and spiky, with plants that bit, winds that shrieked, flat roads with no bends. Bright stars above, like the song said. Teeth in the sky's dark mouth. Ready to swallow hope. #vss365
There was one, no taller than lamppost, and twisted in pain. An #unearthly landscape. #Arid and spiky, with plants that bit, winds that shrieked, flat roads with no bends. Bright stars above, like the song said. Teeth in the sky's dark mouth. Ready to swallow hope. #vss365
October 17, 2025 at 11:01 PM
Where were all the trees?
There was one, no taller than lamppost, and twisted in pain. An #unearthly landscape. #Arid and spiky, with plants that bit, winds that shrieked, flat roads with no bends. Bright stars above, like the song said. Teeth in the sky's dark mouth. Ready to swallow hope. #vss365
There was one, no taller than lamppost, and twisted in pain. An #unearthly landscape. #Arid and spiky, with plants that bit, winds that shrieked, flat roads with no bends. Bright stars above, like the song said. Teeth in the sky's dark mouth. Ready to swallow hope. #vss365
Reposted by Sara
OpenAI 2022- ChatGPT will cure cancer and solve the climate crisis
OpenAI 2025- ChatGPT will tell you that your dick is the biggest it’s ever seen
www.axios.com/2025/10/14/o...
OpenAI 2025- ChatGPT will tell you that your dick is the biggest it’s ever seen
www.axios.com/2025/10/14/o...
Sam Altman says OpenAI will allow erotica for adult users
"As part of our 'treat adult users like adults' principle, we will allow...erotica for verified adults."
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October 15, 2025 at 12:34 AM
OpenAI 2022- ChatGPT will cure cancer and solve the climate crisis
OpenAI 2025- ChatGPT will tell you that your dick is the biggest it’s ever seen
www.axios.com/2025/10/14/o...
OpenAI 2025- ChatGPT will tell you that your dick is the biggest it’s ever seen
www.axios.com/2025/10/14/o...
No #deluxe package, please. Wrap me in a bedsheet and lay me in a pine box under the oak. No brass fittings to pry off, no heavy mahogany lid to lift. Just brush off the dirt and #beetles and stagger home. My wife will kill me if I'm late; maybe she'll succeed today. Third time's the charm. #vss365
October 15, 2025 at 2:46 PM
His jokes aren't funny, but the drink is free, so she laughs.
"Don't run away," she coos, heading to the ladies.
More bronzer to tan her pale skin, more blush to hide the rotting #undertones. Fresh lipstick for a kiss pressed to his carotid. Blood and bourbon, her favorite cocktail. #vss365
"Don't run away," she coos, heading to the ladies.
More bronzer to tan her pale skin, more blush to hide the rotting #undertones. Fresh lipstick for a kiss pressed to his carotid. Blood and bourbon, her favorite cocktail. #vss365
October 14, 2025 at 1:31 AM
His jokes aren't funny, but the drink is free, so she laughs.
"Don't run away," she coos, heading to the ladies.
More bronzer to tan her pale skin, more blush to hide the rotting #undertones. Fresh lipstick for a kiss pressed to his carotid. Blood and bourbon, her favorite cocktail. #vss365
"Don't run away," she coos, heading to the ladies.
More bronzer to tan her pale skin, more blush to hide the rotting #undertones. Fresh lipstick for a kiss pressed to his carotid. Blood and bourbon, her favorite cocktail. #vss365
Storm's coming. The charge in the air put her hair on end, makes her heart race. Donning her heaviest #raincoat, she leaves, feigning illness. The drizzle nibbles her cheeks, every drop a #piranha, tearing flesh.
You're not that sweet.
No, she's tears and tides, Lot's wife, slowly melting. #vss365
You're not that sweet.
No, she's tears and tides, Lot's wife, slowly melting. #vss365
October 12, 2025 at 2:54 PM
I won't repeat my father's errors. I choose a young life taken too soon. A young brain, smooth and moldable to my purpose.
But my monster sleeps till noon, mesmerized by his phone instead of the world I've given him. No #verve, no thanks.
I jolted him back to life, but he will not live. #vss365
But my monster sleeps till noon, mesmerized by his phone instead of the world I've given him. No #verve, no thanks.
I jolted him back to life, but he will not live. #vss365
October 10, 2025 at 1:42 PM
Monsieur's rule: Ballerinas must be light as air and eat nothing but. She dances and starves in his music box but never pleases him.
The pointe shoes around his neck aren't hers, but the news is delicious. She takes the music box, and seven pounds of #ash and bone, and never shrinks again. #vss365
The pointe shoes around his neck aren't hers, but the news is delicious. She takes the music box, and seven pounds of #ash and bone, and never shrinks again. #vss365
October 8, 2025 at 5:43 PM
The annual war. Course after course, they #clash over news, politics, religion, football. A table divided, a family snapped like a wishbone. Until she serves the pumpkin pie.
Murmurs of delight all around, followed by snores.
Next year, she'll put the sleeping pills in the appetizers. #vss365
Murmurs of delight all around, followed by snores.
Next year, she'll put the sleeping pills in the appetizers. #vss365
October 7, 2025 at 8:41 PM
Reposted by Sara
Tighter and tighter, she twists the swing, until the chains entwine to the apex and the links groan with tension. She lets go.
The ground #blurs; the portal opens. She leaps across time to her backyard swingset, grass between her toes, chasing fireflies as Mom calls her in for dinner. #vss365
The ground #blurs; the portal opens. She leaps across time to her backyard swingset, grass between her toes, chasing fireflies as Mom calls her in for dinner. #vss365
October 2, 2025 at 12:38 AM