There are a couple currently. So weekly would work best for me.
#MicroPrompt
#Wss366
#MastoPrompt
#LesFicFri is a snippet sharing one.
(Poll above)
#MicroPrompt
Comb over the shelf
That's full of assorted discs
Collected for life.
They can't go and delve
My personal treasures with
Contained memories.
beachcomber
a shell
of his former self
#MicroPrompt
I comb my shores
for shimmer, feeding gulls
salty fries from the cup in my hands:
where the gulls come from, I
haven't a clue, but
they are here, and
so am I, and so
I feed them, enamoured
with this small moment
beneath my poetskin. #MastoPrompt #MicroPrompt #WSS366 #Food
Today's #MicroPrompt: Comb
Reply with:
+ A #story that contains the prompt word (derivations and tense changes ok), or
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Kistna needed to bog down her professional life due to her voluntary relocation from Key West. Although she had melty memories with her former colleagues there, she wanted to come back to her bustling hometown instead. When she finally returned to Miami, she did not want to be swamped with research-based work. So, she opted for a lot of creative time at her studio apartment.
lactose intolerant
a craving
for melty cheese
#MicroPrompt
Writer's prompts for short fiction
#Wss366
#MastoPrompt
#MicroPrompt
There are some non-English ones as well, but I don't keep track of them.
Edit: Fix typo in hashtag name.
#WritingPrompt
#Introductions
#FollowFriday
Jack
#Wss366 #MicroPrompt 9/13
Jack, Jack, come out and play!
The sun may shine another day.
The children's song rang hollow in Jack's ears, wilted cabbage leaves that had started to slide down the side of his face.
Whirling faster and faster, the children danced around him, till someone's hand slipped, sending them all flying helter-skelter across the muddy schoolyard.
Jack's smile wobbled and then slumped as he watched yesterday's friends laughing, the oldest helping the little one up, dabbing their tears with handkerchiefs made from gingham flour #bags.
Miss Dupont watched, imagining the lectures on staying clean that the mud-spattered girls would receive that evening. Recess was over, so she rang her bell.
"Jack's gone all #melty," said Becky Layette, the eldest. Soon she would be Becky Poindexter and have young ones of her own. She was the girl who had presented Jack with two bright, shiny brass-button eyes. Now, only one eye remained, staring at the spring thaw sun.
She gave him a push, and he was no more.
#SliceOfLife #MicroFiction #TootFic #NMPrompts #NMMP #NMV366
The grooves of the wwand slid between her overly observant fingers. She dug her nails gently into the furrows and swirls of the wood, humming a tune she once knew. Her body was young, though behind large amber eyes an aged soul rested.
From the #bag at her feet, she withdrew a knife sheathed in shimmering black metal. The blade was slender, and it glowed a cold silver, almost a contrast to the dark casing it rested in. She slid the knife free of it's prison, and it leapt joyously into her hpalm. the thrum of life flooded her veins, and the smell of nature washed over her. She nearly toppled from the tree stump she sat upon, the blade coming far too close to her stomach for comfort.
She adjusted the implement, balancing the knife in her small palm again. She squeezed the handle once more, and the veil of summer flooded her senses. She sighed at the feeling of Hummingbird's power. It was comforting, this cepter of nature. Where its blade touched, life was brought forth anew. Twisted trees #cursed by blight stood straight and healthy, and streams full of human detritus were swept up and carried away. #Melted candles and broken swordblades and a surprising number of dented chamberpots from eeras gone by catapulted out of the river's current.
The old Fae smiled to herself, remembering these fair times. She wondered though, would the magic ever fade? it's use was becoming more and more frequent as more humans destroyed faerie forests, and the heartbeat seemed to be slowing down with each passing turn of the planet. She winced, her brow furrowing as she contemplated other alternatives to preserve nature's heart.
-- Altheda/Lillianna
#MicroPrompt #WSS366 #MastoPrompt
It's said Grandmother's big old carpet bag is cursed—it smells of mothballs and dirt and it's got suspicious red stains. I know the truth, though. The only things I've ever seen come out of it are common household items, cute plushies and—most importantly—perfectly melty toasted cheese sandwiches. Sometimes they have bacon in, but my favorites are the ones with apples. So don't mistrust a bag just because it's ugly and belongs to a witch, ok? You'll miss out! #MastoPrompt #MicroPrompt #WSS366
Today's #MicroPrompt: Melty
Reply with:
+ A #story that contains the prompt word (derivations and tense changes ok), or
+ An excerpt from your current #WIP that contains the prompt word, or
+ A #poem!
The only rules: keep it to a single toot and be sure to check out the other replies!
Paper Cranes Part 2 (In Praise of Hott Cocoa)
#FanFiction #IsTheOrderARabbit (#GochiUsa)
#Wss366 #MastoPrompt #MicroPrompt 9/13
Takahiro and Midori watched the girls with their eyes, smiling as they saw Maya and Megu stare at the paper cranes decorating the shop. Chino, more reserved, peeked over their shoulders.
Meanwhile, Cocoa bought the tickets and tried corralling the girls, only to be sucked into their excitement.
“They’re so happy,” Midori said, “Practically #luminous.”
“Even Chino,” Rize said, bashful at joining the adult conversation. “The shop is so much fun to work at now.”
She hurriedly added, “Not that it wasn’t before.”
“Even if you have to clean up Cocoa's messes?” Midori asked.
“It #bugs me sometimes, but even then. How could I not? She makes you smile. Even Chino is brighter now. She used to hardly ever smile.”
Takahiro nodded. “We can thank Cocoa for that. I was worried at first about letting her stay with us, but it’s been a #blessing.”
“And we’ve made lots of new friends because of her.” Rize smiled at Chiya and Syaro.
The girls smiled back.
“There’s something about her,” Chiya said. “She’s so scatterbrained, but she brings people together. It’s hard not to have fun around her.”
“Go on, you three join them,” Takahiro said. “You don’t really want to be with the stodgy adults. There’s time enough for that.”
The three girls looked at each other, then Rize nodded. She turned to the adults and said, “It’s been nice speaking with you, Takahiro-san. You too, Midori-san. But you’re right; we belong with them.”
The girls set off after their friends at a trot.
As he watched them leave, Takahiro said to Midori, “They grow up so fast.”
“Too fast, I think,” Midori added.
#ごちうさ #ご注文はうさぎですか?
#Wholesome #SliceOfLife #Yuri #FanFic
#MicroFiction #TootFic #Serial #NMPrompts #NMV366 #NMMP
how systems collapse:
a luminous sphere
surrounds a dense core
#MicroPrompt
The sky was singing again, luminous fireflies dancing in a ballroom of distant stars. The last time she had heard this song, seen these lights, she had been impossibly young. Thirty years on, she felt ancient, leaning heavily on the balcony's rail. A tear fell on one white-knuckled hand, and a bug zoomed down to balance attop it, tickling slightly.
So blessed, She listened, breathed—began to wonder about the possibility of dreaming. #MastoPrompt #MicroPrompt #WSS366
Today's #MicroPrompt: Luminous
Reply with:
+ A #story that contains the prompt word (derivations and tense changes ok), or
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Minashi-by-the-Sea (The Piping that Spoke of Nyarlathotep)
#Wss366 #MastoPrompt #MicroPrompt 9/7 -11
As the moon touched the hazy rim of the ocean, the Cat Who Stole Dreams indulged in one last #meal of the inn’s famed curried prawns, a #mash of almonds and sweet cream, and #distilled lime blossom liqueur. It was just a sip, enough to fend off the night's chill, no more.
Then, as the full dark of night blanketed Minashi-by-the-Sea, she donned her black, dew-spangled cape and her quietest #slippers and went out into the #late night. All was still except for the laughter of the fountains. The chorus of cicadas and revelers had long fallen silent. Not even the few unfortunates stirred by dreams of dark things said to slither from Hypnos Nor Slid’s House heard the soft footsteps of Kurotsuki.
With catlike grace, she climbed the outer walls of the High Citadel of Perpetual Petals. So lithe was her ascent that not a single petal of the trees that ringed that lofty place was disturbed, and thus the #wards that are triggered by their fall remained silent. The silent monitors, without the walls, perhaps saw a shadow flicker, but nothing more.
Thus, Kurotsuki Kaibyō reached a vantage from which she could observe the Toads of Leng cavorting and hear the fateful shrilling of the piping within the tower. The #luminous toads as they danced #round the tower #instilled no fear in her heart, yet a #current of dread set her fur to bristle, hearing the piping that spoke of Nyarlathotep, for it came from far beyond the ken of man.
Woe betide the mortal who, in a dream or drugged state, passes through the portals to that eldritch creature’s dimension. Better to face the nightgaunts or to be torn asunder by the ghouls of Pickman’s ilk than to glimpse the dwellers of that realm.
Shaken but undeterred, the queen of thieves came away that night ready to plunder the heart of Minashi-by-the-Sea.
#MicroFiction #TootFic #Serial #NMPrompts #NMV366 #NMMP #Lovecraft #LordDunsany #Pastiche #Cats #Otherkin #Catgirl #Neko
Kistna was supposed to distill lemon into her barbecued beef, but she was too tired to buy it at the supermarket. Although she initially hesitated to eat her favorite meal without that fruit, she did it anyway while having a video call with Lori on her tablet computer.
"Um..." Kistna asked Lori with a slight frown. "I think I just screwed up my cooking."
"That is OK," Lori replied with pure enthusiasm. "At least, you are not wasting food!"
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