Daily Writing Prompt Thread Thingy It'll Be Fun

[-Shade-]

Spoiler

Everything is frozen.

It feels as though the world has suddenly stopped. At least, my place in it has.

Even my breath is refusing to move, my eyes locked ahead as shock racks through my veins.

Finally... after all these years...

The snow is still falling, a flake threatening to sweep into my unblinking eye and daring to almost break the moment. I can no longer see my breath plume into the air in front of me, though I am fully aware I am holding it.

Some sort of instinct, something rooted into my mind from years of searching and failing. Every moment of painful, dragging time spent trying to find something I was beginning to believe no longer existed.

Something inside, beyond my power, seemed to fear that so much as blinking or breathing would make him disappear.

My eyes flick slowly over the dark silhouette, every movement feeling like the risk of a lifetime.

"Jia informed me you would be here."

My lungs seem to constrict, as if trying to pull in a sharp inhale and failing through the unexplainable instinct to avoid breathing. My eyes finally reach the face of the voice, locking with the crystalline gaze staring back at me.

Or through me. I can't tell.

I suddenly realize he's still awaiting my response. My mind reels painfully quick, my breath finally sucking in as I replay the words in my mind. My instinct shifts slightly, a hand flying quickly up toward my temple and flicking a loose strand behind my ear as my posture shifts to a more confident stance. I can feel the moment melting slightly, though I still can't tear my eyes away from his.

"Yes, I'd hoped she would-"

Lord, please don't let that sound dumb-

"Though I was afraid my loss of contact would have... interfered with our meeting."

This is it. Finally, after all this time...
This is what I've been looking for... Right here.
Finally...

I was literally just lying in bed trying to come up with an idea for a story and this little scene reminded me of the prompt so-
Why not

 

[-Kiwi-]

Spoiler

Everything is frozen.

It feels as though the world has suddenly stopped. At least, my place in it has.

Even my breath is refusing to move, my eyes locked ahead as shock racks through my veins.

Finally... after all these years...

The snow is still falling, a flake threatening to sweep into my unblinking eye and daring to almost break the moment. I can no longer see my breath plume into the air in front of me, though I am fully aware I am holding it.

Some sort of instinct, something rooted into my mind from years of searching and failing. Every moment of painful, dragging time spent trying to find something I was beginning to believe no longer existed.

Something inside, beyond my power, seemed to fear that so much as blinking or breathing would make him disappear.

My eyes flick slowly over the dark silhouette, every movement feeling like the risk of a lifetime.

"Jia informed me you would be here."

My lungs seem to constrict, as if trying to pull in a sharp inhale and failing through the unexplainable instinct to avoid breathing. My eyes finally reach the face of the voice, locking with the crystalline gaze staring back at me.

Or through me. I can't tell.

I suddenly realize he's still awaiting my response. My mind reels painfully quick, my breath finally sucking in as I replay the words in my mind. My instinct shifts slightly, a hand flying quickly up toward my temple and flicking a loose strand behind my ear as my posture shifts to a more confident stance. I can feel the moment melting slightly, though I still can't tear my eyes away from his.

"Yes, I'd hoped she would-"

Lord, please don't let that sound dumb-

"Though I was afraid my loss of contact would have... interfered with our meeting."

This is it. Finally, after all this time...
This is what I've been looking for... Right here.
Finally...

I was literally just lying in bed trying to come up with an idea for a story and this little scene reminded me of the prompt so-
Why not

GRAHHHHHV I NEED MORE WJDBJASDHSHDSBKDJBSJFVJSVFSJHGFJYHK

 

[JacinLarkwell]

Anyone have a new prompt?

 

[-Kiwi-]

Anyone have a new prompt?

I gotchu broskiiii

“You’re hurt”

That was a surprise- not the fact that A was, in fact, limping on their leg, but the fact that B had made an observation that wasn’t an insult.

“It almost sounds as if you care about me,” A joked, wincing nonetheless.

 

[JacinLarkwell]

I gotchu broskiiii

“You’re hurt”

That was a surprise- not the fact that A was, in fact, limping on their leg, but the fact that B had made an observation that wasn’t an insult.

“It almost sounds as if you care about me,” A joked, wincing nonetheless.

Spoiler: Disclaimer

Any names and/or resemblance to real persons or locations is purely coincidental.

Spoiler: Story

"You're hurt."

"No kidding, Sherlock." Fen huffed, gripping her ankle as she fought to keep pain off of her face. She stood, swatting the angel's hand away when he tried to help her.

She was surprised though, not that she'd heard her ankle, that was something she was used to. But that Jared actually sounded like he cared and hadn't sprung right to the insults like normal.

"It almost sounds like you care about me." She said, hissing as she tested her weight on the ankle. "What are you wanting?"

"Just because I don't like you doesn't mean i want you getting hurt." Jared frowned, crossing his arms as he watched. His bicolor wings shifted, like he was uncomfortable. "But...."

"I knew it!" Fen glared at the angel, furious. She had no reason to be, the two had never gotten along, but she suddenly felt used that he'd bothered pretending to get on her good side. "You only ever think about others when it's because you want something from them!"

"That isn't true Fen! I just was going to ask if you can keep Mark away from me." Jared shouted, wings raising to loom larger. Those same wings hurried to flatten back against his back when he realized what he was doing, and that he was scaring Fen. He hadn't meant to this time. He was trying to get along with the others.

"Why? He's harmless. He's like a puppy. With horns."

"He's a demon. He could be a foot shorter and ten years younger and I still wouldn't want him near me." The man protested, fighting to not make any sudden movements that would trigger Fen into panic mode.

Fen frowned, watching Jared as he triednto explain himself. He was such an annoyance. He was always whining and picking fights with anyone that looked at him wrong. Even she wasn't that bad and she'd been through worse than he had.

"I just.... I can't trust him, Fen." Jared admitted softly. He looked lost. "I know that he isn't the same man, or even related or any of that. But they both are demons. Every time I see him, I see him. Every time I hear him talking, I hear him. I get that you think you're so much better than me because of what you went through, and fine. But you don't have to go through those feelings anymore. You have a husband-"

"He is not my husband."

"You have Jasper. You have your children. I don't have someone to help chase away the memories and nightmares. My someone is gone, Fen. I'm not ever going to be able to see him again, or talk to him or wake up next to him again."

Fen went to argue, but stopped when she saw Jared's eyes glistening. The guy looked about ready to cry, and Fen was no good in consoling people. She sighed.

"Fine. Help me back to the house. And if you tell Jasper, you won't need to worry about finding clothes to fit your wings anymore."

 

[-Kiwi-]

"You're hurt."

Squall was surprised at this observation. Not because he wasn't, in fact, hurt, but because his companion had made an observation that wasn't an insult. She seemed to be genuinely concerned.

Squall looked at Raven from the corner of his his eye. "Wow, careful there, you're making it seem as if you actually care about me," he joked. He paused, looking at the deep claw mark wounds that were scored into his flank. They were oozing dark blood and a cheesy substance. The wounds radiated a hot, burning kind of pain deep into his muscles.

Raven rolled her eyes, sliding up beside him to peer at the wounds. "I don't, just its rather an inconvenience to have you flopping around and dying all over the place. We need to move fast."

Squall dropped one white wing to hide them from Raven's sharp eyes. "It's fineeee," he said, flicking his tail at her. He began walking again, forcing himself not to limp.

"Don't be a stubborn idiot," Raven growled, quickening her pace to walk beside him. "It looks infected."

Squall shook his head. "It can wait until we stop again."

Raven promptly stuck one dark wing directly into Squall's walking path, tangling up his legs. He collapsed snout-first with an indignant "HEY-"

Ouch. That did NOT feel good. Squall rolled over onto his back, wincing. He could feel the wounds beginning to bleed again.

Raven stood over him, looking tired. "Roll onto your side. Let me see it."

Squall rolled his eyes, shifting onto his side and extending the injured leg out to her. Raven peered closely at the scratches, reaching out with one talon and using her claws to gently part the feathers that were in the way. Squall shivered involuntarily.

Raven reached under her wing, pulling out a water skin. She unscrewed the cap, pouring water over the wounds and flushing out the dirt that had inevitably gotten in there. The water came away tinted red, staining Squall's white feathers.

"i dont want to be pin-"

"Shhh." Raven stood back, tilting her head at her work. "I think that's the best we can do for now. It needs to breathe or bacteria will grow."

Squall heaved himself to his feet, bumping Raven out of the way unceremoniously. He shook out his entire body, fluffing up the feathers.

"Great, all good now, lets goooo," he said, not looking at Raven and walking quickly ahead.

 

[Somewhere_In_The_Clouds]

Spoiler: Story

Ash pulled himself to his feet and exclaimed as a pain shot up his front leg.

“You’re hurt.”

Ash turned and stared at her, fairly certain that his face must’ve showed some level of surprise.

“Sounds almost as if you care about me.” He mumbled sarcastically while gingerly trying to test his weight on his paw. He winced as the pain came again just as intense.

A few different things flickered across Nyx's face, but she was quick to compose herself before replying.

“Don't get too carried away, no one said that.” She stepped forward to take a closer look at his paw.

The black wolf grunted and lifted his foot. “I'll be fine. We do need to get back before Callalilly gets Barris to send the entire pack out on a rescue mission though.”

“Must be nice to have a family that loves you so much.” She whispered absently.

Ash paused and thought on that a moment before turning and beginning to limp slowly into the forest “Your brother doesn’t love you?”

Nyx rolled her eyes as she followed and then passed him just ahead, “Of course he does, you may be dark and moody but surely you can’t be dense as well?”

 

[Somewhere_In_The_Clouds]

Anyone got another prompt?

 

[NC_Quail]

I’m back! And I…um, I wrote a thing. It’s not a prompt, its something I came up with.

Spoiler: The Return

Soft blades of wheat brushed Alessi’s ankles as she walked, the hot sun beating down on her back. She tilted her head back, relishing a warm breeze that ruffled her hair and sent wide rippling waves through the endless fields. The earthy, warm scent of the wheat was home to her, a thick and comforting blanket.
Enormous, hulking shapes dominated the horizon; a herd of grazing aetherlings that traversed the plains. Their long, insectile legs undulated, a dozen tentacle-like appendages attached to their heads ripping up chunks of grass and stuffing them into its mouth. Alessi was close enough to hear their soft chirping calls to each other.
Behind the behemoths, she could see the distinctive shape of Zenith’s graceful spires, the sprawling city a gleaming jewel in the distance.
Home.
Alessi fought the desire to run, as fast as her legs would carry her. She couldn’t yet, she still had someone to meet.
Many important someone’s, in fact.
A loud avian cry, as clear and crisp as a peal of a bell, signaled their arrival. Although she had seen quigmytl many times before, Alessi couldn’t help but gasp in wonder as the mighty creature appeared overhead. Its scale-like exterior plates flashed opalescent white, the sunlight shining on them and producing a myriad of swirling colors. Astilla had told her that the creatures used the coloring as a form of camouflage, the distracting pattern breaking up their large form.
She didn’t think it worked. Instead, the quigmytl reflected light at all angles, looking more like a huge, resplendent beacon than a stealthy hunter. It circled a few times overhead before gliding down to land. Its powerful wings, formed of interlocking sections of blade-like, plasticy material, beat downwards, sending a wave of air towards Alessi. The wheat bent flat against the ground, and she shielded her face with one hand.
Despite its bulk, the creature landed with grace, hardly making a sound as its huge taloned feet connected with the ground. Once on the earth, though, it was ungainly, folding its legs underneath itself and leaning forward awkwardly, using its wings as front legs. The beast lowered its head, and a familiar figure slid off its back.
Astilla grinned. “Well, well, well, what do we have here? Looks like the Wanderer has returned home after all! I was beginning to think you’d never come back.”
Astilla was an odd woman, in all aspects of life. Although her soft white hair marked her as of Ephraimite lineage, she had bonded to a quigmytl rather than a Teykh, defying family tradition. She had a penchant for wearing extremely old fashioned clothing, or ridiculous hats (but never at the same time) and defying social taboos. Her reputation made her somewhat famous.
To Alessi, though, she was just an old friend.
“You must’ve missed me quite badly if you were willing to fly here all the way from the Isles,” she called, grinning.

will I regret posting this? Maybe…

 

[Bakbuk]

Bump cause I loved this thread and we all forgot about it and I miss writing

@Kayway