#Satsplat
Ok Joker, we can't take the tension
You've had us captured & bound for hours
So, what imaginative, grisly, drawn out torturous death awaits us?

Well.. Batman, yh, blood... Pain, obviously... Torture...

Robin sniggers:
I think he's got some kind of block, Bats
#Satsplat Tension #vss365 Blood
February 7, 2026 at 1:39 PM
Love this! SatSplat? - I'm going to find you're entry over the fence as well.
February 7, 2026 at 7:01 AM
Blades embedded on sides of the narrow path. You've been adept at moving for minimal cuts, but the path is best flown over - even if it's in something that flies low and clunkily.
Out of sorts lately, you got cut.
Blood goes drip, drip, drip all the way home. How much can you lose?
#satsplat #vss365
February 7, 2026 at 6:50 AM
O Darkness, behold
the demons that linger
in the silent shadows
of thy forsaken past.

~rev

#satSplat
#demon
February 7, 2026 at 3:48 AM
Most days she kept her power hidden, magma beneath the surface, but she was weary and hungry. When she saw him, it was time to feed. She walked towards him, hips swaying like a #demon bell, a hiss of steam left by her damp feet, a whisper of devil's grass along his skin.

#SatSplat
February 7, 2026 at 3:41 AM
Time seemed to have stopped. He was having a moment. Was he real, or was he in a simulation. Closing his eyes, he saw himself pulling a rope over an abyss. He was at both ends of the rope. At first, it was a standoff, but now one side was winning. What if he fell in? #satsplat
February 7, 2026 at 3:36 AM
The manhunt had been going on for wks; my team, and I frustrated.
Press named her “Bloody Cinderella.”
She always left a stiletto heel deep in the rich victims neck and a cheap watch across their heart stuck at 12 O’clock. Latest body, my uncle—now it was personal.

#Satsplat #vss #microfiction
February 6, 2026 at 11:46 PM
-Why are you dressed like Sherlock Holmes?
-I've decided to be a soothe
-You mean sleuth?
-Huh?
-It's sleuth not soothe
-Nope, you're wrong
*sigh* No, you're wrong
-Whatever...potato, patato
*sigh*
-Want to be my Watson?
-Oh, Lord, you're incorrigible
#vss365 #satsplat
January 31, 2026 at 10:30 PM
January 31, 2026 at 7:03 PM
Wots up with Alfred, Bats?

Soothing his elbow with ointment, Robin
He, in crime fighting guise The Buzzard (Batman rolls his eyes), struck his humerus on the counter, after stumbling on a bank job in progress
The good news is, he'll be out of action for months
#Satsplat Humour #vss365 Soothe
January 31, 2026 at 1:40 PM
3/3

...on to flower. Regret would be redeemable, now, by the way. Yeah. Ditto.
Are you coming?

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#Vibes_gothicvss (wintering dread, rooted nox) #PennedReveries #FoxProse #firewords280 #BrknShards #OurPoetryX #fairytalepoets #UnchainedSymphonies #BraveWrite #WriteMap 414 #SatSplat #BSPP49
January 31, 2026 at 10:36 AM
You just read about a disaster and could use a soothing laugh.
Out coasting on neutral, a clown storms past you.
Clown sees you can see their red nose, when you're supposed to pretend it's not there.
They rush at you. The nose jerks and falls. Then clown slips on it.
Not soothing.
#vss365 #satsplat
January 31, 2026 at 10:05 AM
The she-orc broke their kiss, breathing heavily, pale tusks framing swollen lips.
"Is something wrong?" Her elven lover pouted, swiping stray silver hair from her face.
"Don't have fucking gills," she growled, diving hungrily upon her brat once more, eliciting squeals of delight.

#Satsplat #writing
January 31, 2026 at 5:52 AM
My shrink opened her mouth and flies spilled out. She gouged the paper with her nails and it dripped crimson tears. Her pen, a buxom red head, swiveled towards me, baring her teeth. “Just a bite!”

“You've made incredible progress. No more disturbing visions?”

“Nope!”

#SatSplat
January 31, 2026 at 3:52 AM
“Hey toad.”

“Hey Princess, but no, I’m a frog.”

“Meh, tomayto tomahto.”

“No, kiss me you get a Prince. Kiss a toad and it’s a Toad in the Hole.”

“Oh ok, in that case I’ll change my quest to that of...finding a toad to kiss. I’ve been craving sausages all morn!”

#satsplat #humour #vss
January 30, 2026 at 11:29 PM
4/4

...flirting with me. In the morning, I hear the geese returning, reassuring me of the coming Spring.

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#firewords280 #BrknShards #BraveWrite #WriteMap #SatSplat #UnchainedSymphonies #OurPoetryX #FoxProse #fairytalepoets!#PennedReveries #MPPrompt #WildWalkPrompt #BSPP49 #thingstowriteabout
January 24, 2026 at 4:08 PM
The ship was headed to his home planet, but he'd realized his mistake after he'd slipped aboard as a stowaway. There'd be no food or water for a fortnight. It was an unmanned crew. Only bots & autoguidance to steer the vessel. There was no radio communication. #vss365 #Satsplat
January 24, 2026 at 2:45 PM
The answer isn't in outer space, Holmes

Relaxing in my slippers with my telescope focuses my mind & I've realised something, Watson
It couldn't have been ProfPlumb in the kitchen, with the lead pipe!

Finest forensic brain & he can't get over losing at Cluedo

#Satsplat Outer Space #vss365 Slip
January 24, 2026 at 12:34 PM
At this point, the sensors had nothing to work from. You felt like you'd slipped into nothingness, but there was plenty of space that was completely empty, you knew.
You'd prepared the ship's systems for the theoretical possibility of making it through that. Sometime.
#satsplat #vss365 #slip #scifi
January 24, 2026 at 10:55 AM
God's eye. Like a dragon that had awoken from its deepest slumber, opening one eye to find who had disturbed his treasure. Scientists quibbled about this new phenomenon, appearing near Messier 82, when the galaxy went dark, as if someone had just flicked a light switch.
#SatSplat
January 24, 2026 at 6:40 AM
Up in outer space an intergalactic cruise ship, bumped into a star; everyone had to evacuate into space rowing boats; but were doomed.
All the right hand oars had been left on Earth & no one was a lefty.
Sadly, this was no Star Trek show, no Scottie to beam them way.
#satsplat #scifi #vss
a man in a star trek uniform is talking to another man in a yellow shirt
ALT: a man in a star trek uniform is talking to another man in a yellow shirt
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January 23, 2026 at 11:38 PM
3/6

...families, to place them on window sills, and shelves. Sometimes, they wear them as jewellery - obsessions defined as proud purchases, yet not even a scintilla of anything dissolving in the dust of my...

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#soulseedslove #SatSplat #WriteMap #MPPrompt #WildWalkPrompt
January 18, 2026 at 11:53 AM
An outsider, a family black sheep, he loathed what he was, is & gonna be. He walked up a sun dappled path to a forgiveness shrine. He observed people redeeming themselves. It bouyed his spirits. Then he killed them all with an axe. #Horrorprompt #vss365 #satsplat
January 17, 2026 at 8:12 PM
January 17, 2026 at 2:35 PM