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Solar-Powered Punk by Ozuchi-Kozuchi, literature

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Solar-Powered Punk

There are superheroes everywhere, with one of the most high tech security systems in the country, and they can’t be bothered to install decent locks. Karen stows her picks and the simple padlock in her back pack, pushing open the door to one of the campus’ storage sheds with practiced nonchalance. Admittedly it’s a mostly forgotten junk shed out where the forest is overtaking the outbuildings, not the one filled with supervillain debris and deadly weaponry that likely warrants more security, but she still has a sense of frustration that no one cares about the wonderful stuff in here. She flicks on the lights she installed i

The Sage And The Beast by Ozuchi-Kozuchi, literature

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The Sage And The Beast

We have an agreement, her and I. In the morning, I fill my thermos with hot, black coffee from the ranger station, and another with fresh chicken blood. The drive up to the base of the mountain is usually quiet save for the radio talk-show that by some miracle manages to reach this far out. Her shrine sits at the trail-head, all but forgotten in recent centuries. There’s a small alcove carved into a standing rock, hidden by rangy weeds and overgrown thorn bushes. The shrine consists of a hastily carved idol of a vague, four-legged creature and the offering dish of most Guardian shrines. No amount of research has led me to its source,

Bone China by Ozuchi-Kozuchi, literature

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Bone China

Bone white china stands stark in the dawn glow, gold trim glinting with what faint fragments of light catch it. Amber liquid steams, wisps of it joining the quickly retreating fog as not-quite-morning breaks, the sky a faint green like oxidized copper on the horizon, as the sun starts to chase away the stars. The gentle clink of a spoon taps against the saucer, silver and bone tinkling in a unique way between the two, a secret song to beckon the morning.

What It's Worth by Ozuchi-Kozuchi, literature

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What It's Worth

“Who do you think you are, boy?” He knows Winnona well enough to know the danger in her tone; she doesn’t yell and explode, she simmers, hissing at the surface as it seeps into her tone. He knows her well enough to find the lividness in her posture, the jut of her chin accenting her sharp cheeks and the disdain as she peers at him down her nose. “After all I’ve done, you come into my space and try to steal from me?” It’s like there’s a finger at his throat, a manicured nail beginning to puncture his windpipe. “I’m not-“ he croaks out, almost unintelligible. He licks his lips a

Trashcan Fire by Ozuchi-Kozuchi, literature

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Trashcan Fire

“Phil…” “Jessica, I swear to Christ and whatever that pantheon down the street is called!” “I believe they’re Sumerian, and that’s beside the point. The point is this is amazing.” “Not another word, this is the farthest thing from amazing. This is…inconceivable, disconcerting, and downright unpleasant and awful.” “I mean, inconceivable? You do realize you live in a primarily supernatural region, right? We may be the only humans on the block but like, I have a hellhound. You have a cursed yodel painting in your living room.” “I know full well.”

Lady Killers by Ozuchi-Kozuchi, literature

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Lady Killers

She hadn’t expected her evening to find her in the stairwell with her gorgeous, terribly expensive dress hiked up over her hips. Well, it wasn’t completely out of the realm of possibility, but in her imagination it was more fun. “It was only a kiss,” she pants, swinging her leg up and over the railing as if mounting a horse. Peering over the edge, she wonders if a fall of that distance will kill her and how unceremoniously she would land. “How did it end up like this?” “It was only a kiss?” She sees a sleek, black gloved hand come into view as it gently grasps her chin and steers her gaze in f

Safe And Stitches by Ozuchi-Kozuchi, literature

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Safe And Stitches

Larka wakes up and has the stomach swooping sensation of not knowing where she is, but definitely knowing how she got there. She can feel the sting of fire along her skin and as she lays there with her eyes close she sees flickering light and a house crumbling around her. Ari, her eyes wide and confused as she ignites everything around her; she opens her eyes before that can go much farther and sees a soft, cream colored room. With a groan she sits up and takes in the quilt that falls about her lap and the quaint floral lamp on an end table in the corner, the soft glow lighting up tall bookcases. She reaches up and gingerly feels around her

Not What I Was Expecting by Ozuchi-Kozuchi, literature

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Not What I Was Expecting

Isa parks down the block by a large, rangy bush that offers no actual cover but makes him feel a little better. He looks between the scrap of paper in his hands and the modest home in front of him what feels like a hundred times before Savant gently takes the paper from him and stows it in the glove box. “If you don’t want to go up there we can find another way. He might not even have the grimoire.” He unbuckle and opens the door, but drops his head on the wheel . “No, I have to do this. He may be in danger, and while part of me wants to leave and maybe run over his mailbox for spite, I can’t just leave a man to

Huntress by Ozuchi-Kozuchi, literature

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Huntress

The woods are alive tonight, moonshine drizzling through the trees to light the trail below. Ahead a stag waits, his belly heaving with panicked breath, ears standing at attention, straining in the cool breeze to pick apart the chatter. She is patient however, inching along in the undergrowth, careful footfalls into soft earth that caresses the sound, the evidence of where she has been too late to help him now. Sinking into a crouch is the flourish on his warrant, the last action she takes before she is ready to strike. There’s the snap of sinew and off she flies, arrow straight and the target true. The stag manages to wobble a few mo

Journey To A Sketchy Lake by Ozuchi-Kozuchi, literature

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Journey To A Sketchy Lake

Sometimes if you want to get published, it means embarking on a journey of enlightenment in a god-forsaken jungle. Pushing herself up and over the remains of a once proud wall, she scrambled down the other side and into the boundaries of the ruins. A tower jutted up from the center of the lake, marking the entrance to the subterranean chambers below, and she could make out alligators milling about at its base. Unfurling her map, she compared the diagram to what stood before her and let out a sigh. “Yep, this is the place…” She looked about for a way to cross the water, noting the depth would require swimming, which would in

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What It's Worth by Ozuchi-Kozuchi, literature

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What It's Worth

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Lady Killers

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Safe And Stitches

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Not What I Was Expecting

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Huntress

Journey To A Sketchy Lake by Ozuchi-Kozuchi, literature

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Journey To A Sketchy Lake

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FFM 2018 Community Feature by Flash-Fic-Month, journal

FFM 2018 Community Feature

Aug 12, 2018

Welcome to the Flash Fiction Month 2018 Community Feature! Almost a thousand stories were produced for Flash Fiction Month this year, and that's a lot to sift through, even for a multi-headed quasi-immortal fiction entity like ourselves. That's why every year we ask the participants to send us their favorite stories, so that we may gather them together for a final feature. All the stories below were suggested by the FFM participants (or by a Hydra), so if you weren't sure where to begin catching up with your reading, this is the place to start! We aren't omnipotent (alas), so there's bound to be a few gems that escaped our notice, but you

Back with a Vengeance by joe-wright, literature

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Back with a Vengeance

Everyone knew it: in this economy, the occult was the way to go. Every high-rise in Inglemouth owed its existence to an eldritch abomination. R & D might as well have stood for Ritual and Demonology. Fornax was leading the way in the occult revolution, literally and figuratively at the cutting edge when it came to human sacrifice. They were dealing with devils most other organisations didn't even know existed. Of course, you couldn't contact an omelette from another dimension without risking the gruesome death of several eggs. Melusine Deacon had the Occult Operations Projection Stats report in hand, and the numbers for Q2 were going to h

The Elements of Attraction by SCFrankles, literature

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The Elements of Attraction

After George's grandmother had been laid to rest in the churchyard, one of the mourners came over to speak to him. “So you’re George the favourite grandson..?” George’s face lit up. “And you must be Alice, her favourite nurse! Gran was always talking about you.” “She talked a lot about you too. Kept saying it was a pity our paths hadn’t crossed, because we had so much in common.” Alice shook her head with a smile and rummaged in her handbag. She pulled out two invitations. “This is perhaps a bit odd but… Your grandmother specifically asked me to find you at her funeral. Sa

FFM 2017 Day 22- A Child's Expedition by WizardandGalaxy, literature

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FFM 2017 Day 22- A Child's Expedition

ONE You stare out the window of your new house’s bedroom, slackjawed. You’ve never seen so many trees before. Or, you have, but only in video games and adventure movies. This is different. This is real. You are tempted to take a closer look. Explore: Two Stay Home: Seven TWO And a closer look you shall take! But of course, you know better than to march in unprepared. What kind of adventurer would that make you? You stock your backpack with trail mix, juice boxes, a flashlight, bug spray, and your trusty slingshot. Then you tell your parents you’re going out to explore and leave before they can say othe

Darker Recesses by OnLinedPaper, literature

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Darker Recesses

The city had a heartbeat. Raj wasn’t sure what generated it, be it fans, processors, or some other machinery more powerful and incogitable – only that the sub-audible poundings were there, each as powerful and unstoppable as the force of the earth itself. It was a lullaby, of sorts, and it helped soothe him when he slept. If it faltered, he never noticed; it was his clock, his beacon, his heartbeat, his life. Raj was part of the city... even if sometimes, he wished he wasn’t. He felt his way by touch and sound. There was no light down here, after all, and nothing he wanted to see. The fumes had once choked his throat, but h

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Artist // Hobbyist // Literature

May 17
United States
Deviant for 12 years
She / Her

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My Bio

Yeah, I'm basically only active in July for Flash Fiction Month. :p

Favourite Movies

Howl's Moving Castle

Favourite TV Shows

The Voice, Young Justice, The Avengers: EMH, Glee, Various Anime, etc.

Favourite Bands / Musical Artists

Florence + the Machine (at the moment)

Favourite Books

Too many to count

Favourite Writers

Tamora Pierce and Scott Westerfeld

Favourite Games

Pokemon!

Favourite Gaming Platform

RPG

Tools of the Trade

A pen and pencil (and keyboard)

Other Interests

Writing, Manga/Anime, books, elevator hopping, Kumoricon, Passing school

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Ozuchi-Kozuchi

Sep 30, 2018

Need a :fear: for a digital storytelling project!!

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Ozuchi-Kozuchi

Jul 2, 2014

Yoooooo

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Heckle and Jekyll Mr.Hyde! Has it really been a year since I've done anything on here? Well hot damn, guess I'm back again for Flash Fiction Month. For those of you who follow me and are wondering "Who the hell this is, when did I follow them, what?" a hearty hello. Prepare for mild spam.