Writing Prompt

“You’re _so _smart,” Tesapen remarked as Pielopen _somehow_ got them stuck in the seemingly impossible-to-get-jammed-in elevator yet again. “Shut up! I just… need some time,” she promised— but it had already been five hours.

“How much time do you reckon it’ll take, Pieloloon?”

“Ehhh… maybe about three hours, give or take.”

_Eight hours later…_

Tesapen began running around the broken yet large...

Natt wasn't surprised.

Three sharp knocks. Short. precise. _Exactly_ how he’d knock.

But this time it felt different. The hallway felt colder. The air was thick.

She rolled off the bed, crossed the room, and sighed as she opened the door.

_Of course_, it had to be him.

Hunter Cross stood in the corridor, dripping rainwater—tiny droplets collected on the sleeves of his leather jacket. Water...

“Ah,” She sighed, rubbing her forehead as she opened the door. “Another day, another pile of dead bodies for me to clean up. I mean, at this age, he should at least know to clean up his own messes!” The girl scoffed, rolling up her sleeves. “I’m sure this’ll be fun.”...

No you,, you can’t keep all what’s yours but then try to take mine.

No, you can’t tell me what I’m thinking as if I don’t know my own self.

No, you can’t pick, and choose the certain parts of me you feel fits best in place.

Loving all of me is something you won’t get any short cuts with.

but Oh, why of course I’ll help you understand what you can, and learn what you seek.,

But, my weeping soul is...

Amelia: “You look ravishing today Sarah, is that a new … hat?”

Sarah: “It most certainly is Amelia, thank you kindly for noticing.”

Amelia: “You’re welcome it just looks so … good.”

Sarah: “Do you like it that much? You can have it.”

Amelia: “Oh, I couldn’t possibly.”

Sarah: “I absolutely insist.”

Amelia: “No really it’s too much.”

Sarah: “No it’s fine, here you go.”

Amelia: “Thanks…”

Sar...

Becky realized that Fall was coming. She felt the familiar sensation lurching up her spine. Target was calling.

I need another candle like I need a swift kick in the pants she thought.

But it was too late..she slipped on her UGG chuckas, grabbed her pom pom fuzzy keychain and headed out her front door into the brisk October air.

Pumpkin Spice season was upon her and the annual home décor refresh...

Oh great. Yet another fucking bullet wound. You know being chased around the town I grew up in isn’t nice and easy. Especially when i’m constantly being shot like this. What do they think? that it doesn’t hurt? I mean yeah sure I can heal in an instant but come on it passed right through my stomach! I won’t be able to patch this up myself.

“Do you need help? I can clean your wound” my brother says...

It starts with your Laugh

Your joy causing tears to fall

My hand placed on your cheek to catch its descent.

I’d lean in for a kiss,

Your Eyes gleam from the hint ,

You’d naught ever resist.

So begins our song.

Accelerando

The Melody of our bodies syncing as we love to its tune.

Ordained by orchestra, we follow its lead.

Decrescendo

Fingers intwined, our breathes begin their solo

I need no...

“Well, I gave you what you wished for.”

“Yes, Jeannie. Because when I wished for a billion dollars, being covered from head to toe in tiny doll hairs and bearing a striking resemblance to Cousin It is exactly what I had in mind.”...

“Ah!”

I curse under my breath as the beads I’m holding fly across the table. The thread holding them together has snapped.

“Excellent, that’s exactly what I needed to happen while I’ve got three orders due and finals to study for.”

I sigh, not bothering to try to pick up the super small seed beads. The project was going beautifully before this, too. It was an intricate design of pink, bronze, an...