B. Fowler
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B. Fowler
@bfowler.bsky.social
Amateur/talentless writer and artist. Interested in #Fantasy and #SciFi. Lover of #VideoGames, #Anime, and #Sweets. Scientist by day. #VSS365
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I haven't seen anyone else do this yet, so I've created a starter pack for #vss365 posters. This includes people who appear currently active in this activity as well as the vss365 feed. There are still a few spots left in this starter pack, so let me know if there are more people for me to add.
#Science drafted its tidy commandments: morning runs, leafy greens, restraint disguised as wisdom. Her stomach countered with cravings that felt older than reason. #vss365
November 14, 2025 at 4:57 PM
Her world was built from alphanumerics. Everything was strings and #numbers, tagged and indexed, stripped of meaning. There was nothing as special as spaces to breathe or periods to end. Just an endless sequence, pulsing beneath the neon hum of the city. #vss365
November 13, 2025 at 5:52 PM
Sleep was a #myth whispered by people who still believed in balance. The rest of us knew better. The nights stretched too long, the mornings came too soon, and somewhere in between, coffee became religion. There was no rest anymore, only refills. #vss365
November 12, 2025 at 4:36 PM
She read all the time. She was a huge fan of books. Just… maybe don’t ask which ones. Let’s just say “fairy smut” is her idea of fine #literature. #vss365
November 10, 2025 at 4:55 PM
It had been some time. He couldn’t tell what had gone wrong, or why that strange bug had emerged. The commit #history read like a cryptic record of forgotten intentions. #vss365
November 7, 2025 at 8:04 PM
The map worked for a while. Corridors lined up with corridors, angles behaved like angles, and space still obeyed the old rules. Then something shifted. The building stopped being architecture and started being #geography, stretching inward like terrain folded into itself. #vss365
November 6, 2025 at 4:57 PM
The night sky’s #famous wonder stretched above her, and yet she did not look up. Perhaps that’s how it happens. A trade of infinity for immediacy, the endless for the urgent, until wonder becomes a luxury instead of a habit. #vss365
November 5, 2025 at 5:03 PM
Getting the job was easy, catching up on what her #education missed was not. The office smelled faintly of coffee and old carpet, and the people around her moved with the weary precision of those who already knew too much. She watched, listened, copied, failed. #vss365
November 4, 2025 at 4:50 PM
He bought candy. The kind that he liked. It was for #Halloween. No kids lived on his road. He'd pass it out if any came. It was mostly for him. #vss365
October 31, 2025 at 9:00 PM
As the sun rose, a #ray flared across the water. For a moment she thought the horizon blinked. #vss365
October 30, 2025 at 4:14 PM
An #argent gleam traced the horizon where night met the sea. She watched it fade, wondering if the stars mourned their reflections as dawn approached. #vss365
October 29, 2025 at 3:42 PM
He decided to #experiment in the kitchen, inspired by an online recipe. Halfway through, the sauce looked like it was plotting revenge, and the noodles fused together in what can only be described as a gluten-based crime scene. At least there was always cereal for when things went wrong. #vss365
October 28, 2025 at 4:40 PM
She ignored the deadline, sipping coffee and scrolling through memes, but deadlines #creep. By Friday it would slither onto her desk. #vss365
October 27, 2025 at 5:38 PM
As she examined the #Martian soil sample, she could feel the weight of history in her hands. Every mineral fragment represented millions of years of planetary evolution, offering the first real clues to whether Mars had once been a cradle of life. #vss365
October 24, 2025 at 3:40 PM
They strung up the lights and scattered balloons across the room. After everything was in place, they hid upstairs, completely #unseen from the doorway. Now all they needed to do was wait. #vss365
October 23, 2025 at 4:06 PM
At this point, she could have been a priestess. Her altar the kitchen counter, her holy relics a mug and a well-worn kettle. Her prayers were to her caffeine sources. Each scoop of coffee grounds was an offering, each pour of steaming water a ritual. May she have #energy and avoid fatigue. #vss365
October 22, 2025 at 3:51 PM
She wished she was one of those elegant tea drinkers with a floral cup and matching #saucer, perfectly poised by a sunny window. It seemed such a lovely rebellion against the chaos that defined her days. #vss365
October 21, 2025 at 5:03 PM
If they were dust, carried on different winds, their #atoms would find one another once more.

Some bonds do not end, they simply change form. #vss365
October 20, 2025 at 3:56 PM
This was her favorite cafe. She always picked up one of the #unearthly cinnamon rolls. They were so fragrant and tender it seemed touched by something divine, as if the baker had borrowed a recipe from heaven itself. #vss365
October 16, 2025 at 4:15 PM
It's another portfolio day! I love these days!
Today's #PortfolioDay! In your post, remember to include:

🔹Short intro
🔹What work you’re looking for + your availability
🔹Portfolio link
🔹Contact info
🔹The #PortfolioDay tag
🔹4 of your best works

portfolioday.art
October 14, 2025 at 4:12 PM
She lived in a world where #deluxe meant a slice of tomato and real lettuce. He lived in a world where that would be sent back to the kitchen. #vss365
October 14, 2025 at 4:05 PM
Finally alone, she moved with a surprising #verve, each brushstroke bold and deliberate. She hummed a tune under her breath, completely absorbed, unaware of her change in demeaner. #vss365
October 10, 2025 at 3:39 PM
It was only a donut. She wasn’t abandoning all restraint and switching to a #libertine existence. At least, that's what she told herself. #vss365
October 9, 2025 at 4:20 PM
Raindrops #clash against the car window, each collision a tiny spark of motion. Soon they gather into rivulets and begin to race, sliding down the glass in shimmering paths. Some merge, some falter, some win unseen victories before vanishing at the edge. #vss365
October 7, 2025 at 3:58 PM
She decided to visit the new coffee shop on her way. She wanted to #associate Monday mornings with something, anything other than spreadsheets and emails. #vss365
October 6, 2025 at 4:56 PM