#daily prompt
I feel so called out right now…
Gotta be greater than the haters, friends.
The prince invites you to dance with him!
This was heavily inspired from Lee Hi’s mv for No One. its been two years and im still obsessed with the song AND the mv. uwu
Mermay Day 7 - “provocative”
Mermay Day 6 - “Sunday”
Sunday is gaming day
promptsforthestrugglingauthor:
Writing Prompt #1953
“Why don’t we try to trick them into doing the right thing?”
He turned, ready to shoot the idea down, but paused. “They are an awful contrarian…that may by all means…work.”
OMFG. a daily.
I did some of the expressions from yesterday’s prompt. I might try to do more later?
MG, a loser.
HickChick, a loser who can bake.
K, a loser who snipes, and
Skittles, a loser that likes vehicles.
They are all queer.
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Writing Prompt #1962
And, just as luck would have it, one final problem and distraction right before everything was almost ready to go.
Writing Prompt #1961
“We didn’t all get to grow up with sunshine and rainbows.”
“I didn’t mean to offend, I was just—”
“Just assuming you and I are even close to the same. But we aren’t.”
Writing Prompt #1960
“You thought you could get rid of me that easily? You said it yourself; I’m a parasite. A leech. I’m going to stay until I bring us both down to our knees.”
Writing Prompt #1959
“I’m done playing nice, little heroes.” The villain straightened his back, and wiped the blood from his lip. “So this is your final warning; turn around, go home, and let me finish my business.”
Writing Prompt #1958
“Well, do you have any bright ideas?”
“Do the usual prerequisites apply? No major crimes or false identities?”
“Yep.”
“Then I’ve got nothing.”
Writing Prompt #1957
It was the same trip we made every Friday evening; a short walk from the apartment to the ice cream parlor, chatting and watching the sun set in the park. It was simple, and easy, but for some reason, she seemed nervous tonight.
Writing Prompt #1956
“A fellow came by looking for you. Red hair, deep scowl. I told him I had no clue what he was talking about.” She leaned across the counter, voice low enough that only the two of us should hear. “What should I tell him if he comes back?”
Writing Prompt #1955
It wasn’t that he like to over-commit; he just had an incredibly difficult time saying no to people.
Writing Prompt #1954
“Well, this didn’t go quite as planned,” the woman declared, frowning at the cell bars in front of her.
#Writing Prompt 1972
“Well what’s the problem? Aside from the obvious.”
“I think it doesn’t need another problem in addition to being illegal!”
Writing Prompt #1971
It was a city of liars, cheaters, and the worst people I had ever encountered, and I never wanted to leave.
Writing Prompt #1970
“Well it could’ve gone better.”
“I don’t think it could’ve gone worse!”
Writing Prompt #1969
It was devotion that kept them together, plain and simple.
Writing Prompt #1968
“What do you expect to do? We won’t stand behind you any more. You’ll be alone.”
“I won’t be alone. I’ve got other people. You aren’t my whole world anymore.”
Writing Prompt #1967
She came to in a land of swirling color—impossible pastel blues and pinks and purples made up the skies, shifting with each second that passed.
There was no sound here. No, there wassound, but it only came through in a dull haze.
Everything…felt like a dream.
Writing Prompt #1966
Even now, I held onto that brief hope, that somehow, everything was going to be okay.
