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A is at a carnival and notices an empty photobooth with a strip of photos left behind. Looking at them, A sees B, a lone figure, looking deeply morose, the pose unchanging. A pockets the photos on a whim and continues on their adventure; later, they notice B in the crowd…
A likes to visit the local humane society to say hello to the animals. On this particularly normal day, something especially abnormal happens — one of the dogs speaks. “Help me get out of here, will ya?”
A is in the waiting room of a hospital while their grandmother goes through a routine procedure. B walks in and sits across from A, head in hands, obviously distraught — “I lost the baby,” B whispers.
A is walking down the street and notices B, who is staring at a large graffiti mural, tears streaming silently down their face. The mural reads, “you are alive.”
A is a bartender working a quiet Wednesday night. B has been sitting at the bar for at least an hour. A hasn’t noticed them move or drink or make a sound, until… “I made a huge mistake,” B says suddenly, looking straight at A.
I’ve been wondering -- I have a particular format for my prompts, a description of how A meets B, but would it be helpful to include other formats? For example, a simple line of dialogue
“Hi, sorry to interrupt, but there’s a letter taped to your back...”
an image
or a quotation
“don’t look for healing at the feet of those who broke you” -- Rupi Kaur, milk and honey
or something else? Please let me know! What is most helpful to you?
Welcome back. I can't wait to see what new cute prompts you come up with. =]
Thank you! It’s good to be back.
Hey babes, guess who’s coming back?
A was fatally wounded in an accident and suddenly finds themself looking down at their own lifeless body in confusion. B is a reaper and offers A guidance… but A doesn’t want to do the whole follow the light bullshit. A wants to flirt with the cute reaper.
To flirt with Death is to ask him to love you, and if Death loves you, he has to choose between killing his lover and watching them become a monster.
One day, you must die. Maybe not right now. Maybe you could have a few more years, given a proper vessel and some careful planning. If you’re young and shouldn’t have died at all, perhaps a few decades. But what then? When those years are up, what does Death have to do? The first option: He must drag you, his dear beloved that he cares so deeply for, to the other side while you kick and scream and fight and accuse him of abandonment, of hatred, of cruelty and malice, making your final moments dark and his last memory the pain of you spitefully spitting in his face. The second: Death must watch you as the seams of your soul begin to split, as the edges of you rip and fade, as your mind decays into a starving vacuum devoid of thought and feeling, as your heart is overcome by a voracious hunger for other life and a desperate, nagging need to steal it from those who have it.
To flirt with Death is cruel, because eventually, you have to die.
A finds a book of magic in their grandparents attic. A takes it to a Wiccan shop and hesitantly asks B, the shopkeeper, to take a look at it. B takes one look at it and in hushed tones asks, "Where did you get this?"
A is running out to the store to pick up something “embarrassing” (tampons, condoms, etc) for their sibling -- but as they stand in the aisle looking at the various options, A realizes they have no idea what to buy. A notices B walking past the aisle and pulls them in to ask for help!
A is fishing off the dock when they feel a tug on the line. Reeling it in, A yells in surprise when attached to the hook is a hand! As A continues pulling (nearly falling over in the process) out comes more arm, then a shoulder, until A is face to face with B, a merperson.
A is in the public library and notices a strange book that looks like it doesn’t belong in this section. A moves along to another genre, but it seems that this book is in every section... almost like it’s following A. How peculiar! When A finally picks it up to see what exactly it is, B appears out of thin air, and simply says, “I’ve been waiting fifty years for you.”
A is in their backyard enjoying the nice weather when an animal saunters into view. A looks for a collar and finds nothing, but it lets A have a few cuddles before going on its way. The same thing happens for the next few days until one day, B appears trailing behind! “Aha! So this is where you’ve been running off to.”
Ah, one more thing. The animal is B’s familiar.
A is standing at a bus stop and accidentally drops their last token down in the water drain! As the bus nears, A starts to panic, until B offers to pay their fare. A sits in front of B and turns around in their seat to stare them down until B takes off their headphones and A asks how they can repay B’s kindness. “You can leave me alone,” is B’s answer, but A won’t take grumpy-pants’ answer!
A spots B writhing on the ground in pain and rushes over to help them — but it turns out that B was actually just filming for a prank video. A gets so mad and upset that B is forced to calm them down as a crowd is beginning to form around them.
Thanks one-big-error!
A is a barista and has come to recognize the regulars and their orders. One day, B walks in and A greets them, starting to prepare their order, when B stops A with a sigh: “I’m not who you think I am.” After receiving a blank stare from A who has no idea how to respond to that, B continues, “I have a twin. I’m the other one.”
