Give me a theme and I'll write something about it

[teto]

I'm bored and I wanna write. Give me a theme or prompt and I'll make a short story for it or whatever.
I could also do stuff for your OCs if you want? I dunno? Depends?

(don't expect more than 4 paragraphs pls i'll probably just make a mediocre 2 paragraph one but i might but more effort into things i like haha)

 

[cIementine]

romance

 

[tae]

do you want a theme or maybe a drabble prompt?
i can give you a few prompts you can play with if you want. ~

 

[teto]

romance

saUCY

i'll get on that lol

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do you want a theme or maybe a drabble prompt?
i can give you a few prompts you can play with if you want. ~

either would be fine

 

[Nightmares]

Something dark, involving murder. Lmao xD

 

[teto]

romance

i tried romance but then it turned into a failed romance maybe i'll do something actually romantic if u want lol
also it's shooort
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They eyed eachother from across the table.

The two of them scraped at their plates, assorting their food. They wouldn't eat. The wife couldn't cook anyway. Strange. Come to think of it, the husband used to love his wife's cooking. It wasn't cold, or at least as far as he could remember, back then. The gravy wasn't still filled with those disgusting little clumps that get stuck in your teeth. Man, he hated those. Then again, he used to love his wife too. That love had died out years ago and the spark had burst into flames and the flames had been put out. There was barely a reason for them to be together.

The wife gave a small 'ahem' from across the table.
''So, how was work..?'' she asked, showing no interest. The husband gave a fake smile.
''Oh, you know, the usual.'' he muttered. The wife gave a sound reminiscent to a mouse squeaking. She dug her fork into the miserable lump of mashed potato she called food.
It was cold. And hard.
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I lost interest at this point lmao but if you want me to try and do more just ask

 

[tae]

is there anything you don't like to write?
if so i guess just avoid those prompts but heres a few, maybe one will stick out.


- first time cafe barista spills a customer's order on them, but instead of getting mad they end up laughing and exchanging numbers.

- someone finds a puppy / kitten abandoned on the side of the street and decides to foster them so they aren't alone on christmas.

- eye contact on public transportation leads to extreme daydreaming and casual run-ins with the stranger.

- sharing an umbrella with a stranger during a rain storm.

- first time club goer encounters an adorable bartender, awkward lines entail.



/// i left all stories gender neutral so you can decide what suits you / what you're comfortable with.

 

[teto]

is there anything you don't like to write?
if so i guess just avoid those prompts but heres a few, maybe one will stick out.


- first time cafe barista spills a customer's order on them, but instead of getting mad they end up laughing and exchanging numbers.

- someone finds a puppy / kitten abandoned on the side of the street and decides to foster them so they aren't alone on christmas.

- eye contact on public transportation leads to extreme daydreaming and casual run-ins with the stranger.

- sharing an umbrella with a stranger during a rain storm.

- first time club goer encounters an adorable bartender, awkward lines entail.



/// i left all stories gender neutral so you can decide what suits you / what you're comfortable with.

all of these sound adorable and once I'm done with another one i'll try one of them (or maybe more pfft)

but like i said don't expect much i'm mostly just bored and want to do short mediocre stuff

 

[tae]

all of these sound adorable and once I'm done with another one i'll try one of them (or maybe more pfft)

but like i said don't expect much i'm mostly just bored and want to do short mediocre stuff

that's totally fine haha,
sometimes i find it easier to write when people prompt me. so short drabbles are perfect. don't strain or force yourself if something doesn't fit right. thanks for considering

 

[teto]

Something dark, involving murder. Lmao xD

i had fun with this lmao but it has way too much dialogue in it if you ask me. the ending kinda sucks but i thought ''omg cliffhanger so intense!!!!!''
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His hands trembled. The blood was everywhere.
No, it was fine. Everything was fine. This was all just some sort of a dream-- no, a nightmare, and he'd wake up soon, and it'd all be over, and nothing that he'd did was actually real. It was all make-believe.
There was footsteps from the stairs.
''Hey, Mike, you okay?'' came a voice. The man calling out sounded unsure, scared, even. There was no answer, or at least there would have been if Mike could do anymore than squeak to himself.
''...Mike?'' came the voice again. ''C-Can you talk, bud? I heard one hell of a-''
''Everything's fine!'' came Mike's voice, cutting off the man mid-sentence. ''Just, just uh, s-she fell, s'all.''
''...Who fell?'' asked the man. Mike didn't know how to reply to this, and instead talked slowly, as if he was forming the words in his head as he spoke.
''Uh, just Lucy.''

There was silence for a few seconds.
''Well is she alright?'' came the voice yet again. This was rather annoying. Mike wished this voice would go away. He didn't like it. No, he didn't like it at all.
''She's fine!'' he called.
''I don't hear her talking in there.'' the voice asked suspiciously. ''Lu, you o-''
''She's fine!'' Mike began to sound panicky.
''I'm coming in there.'' insisted the voice.
''N-No! Uh, I mean, she wants to be left alone right now.'' Mike began to sweat. He had to clean himself up, there was blood all over... No, he wouldn't have time. Well what else could he do? The door creaked open ever so slightly.
That's it! Genius, he thought. Perhaps not, but an idea was an idea.
He just had to get rid of the problem.
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- sharing an umbrella with a stranger during a rain storm.

squee
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She stood outside of the cafe, umbrella in hand, waiting for her taxi.
It was raining cats and dogs and the thunder was grumbling in the sky like a relatively cranky old man. The sky had turned sad, and it was grey now, cloaked in sinister black clouds.
A stranger walked out of the cafe, with nothing but a small leather jacket. She seemed to cling onto it as tight as she could, and tip-toed out into the rain. The two stood almost parallel to eachother, and ignored the other for the most part. But the lady with the umbrella could clearly see that the lady without was feeling rather damp and miserable by now. It would take an age for her taxi to come, especially in this weather, and so she decided to make a move.
Literally.

She edged closer to the lady without, rather comically at first, moving on the edges of her feet and using more effort than was required. Then she began to instead walk sideways, in within time reached the lady. It was then she propped the umbrella over the other's head as well, the awkwardness rising at an alarming rate. The 'lady without' looked up to the umbrella, and then at the lady with the umbrella.
''O-Oh.'' she smiled politely. ''Thank you.''
''Noooo problem...'' the other chuckled, darting her eyes around. There was nothing but the sound of her whistling for around a minute or two, until the other began to speak again.
''So what's your name?'' the lady without asked.
''Oh, um, Stacy.'' the other replied replied quaintly.
''I'm Amelia. Nice to meet you.'' she simpered. ''I think it's awfully sweet you're sharing your umbrella with me, Stacy.''
''Yeah, well... Y'gotta share and care, amiright?'' Stacy chuckled.
''Yes. You are.''
There was silence once again and nothing could be heard but the pitter-patter of the rain on the pavement and the road, and the thunder raging in the sky. There was the sound of wheels and a taxi pulled up.
''Oh, there's the taxi!'' the two beamed in synchronisation.
''...We have the same taxi?'' Stacy stretched her mouth into a combination between a smile and a frown.
''I suppose so.'' Amelia shrugged. ''And we should probably get in quick.''
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i had so much fun doing this i cannot even ugh

 

[tae]

squee
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She stood outside of the cafe, umbrella in hand, waiting for her taxi.
It was raining cats and dogs and the thunder was grumbling in the sky like a relatively cranky old man. The sky had turned sad, and it was grey now, cloaked in sinister black clouds.
A stranger walked out of the cafe, with nothing but a small leather jacket. She seemed to cling onto it as tight as she could, and tip-toed out into the rain. The two stood almost parallel to eachother, and ignored the other for the most part. But the lady with the umbrella could clearly see that the lady without was feeling rather damp and miserable by now. It would take an age for her taxi to come, especially in this weather, and so she decided to make a move.
Literally.

She edged closer to the lady without, rather comically at first, moving on the edges of her feet and using more effort than was required. Then she began to instead walk sideways, in within time reached the lady. It was then she propped the umbrella over the other's head as well, the awkwardness rising at an alarming rate. The 'lady without' looked up to the umbrella, and then at the lady with the umbrella.
''O-Oh.'' she smiled politely. ''Thank you.''
''Noooo problem...'' the other chuckled, darting her eyes around. There was nothing but the sound of her whistling for around a minute or two, until the other began to speak again.
''So what's your name?'' the lady without asked.
''Oh, um, Stacy.'' the other replied replied quaintly.
''I'm Amelia. Nice to meet you.'' she simpered. ''I think it's awfully sweet you're sharing your umbrella with me, Stacy.''
''Yeah, well... Y'gotta share and care, amiright?'' Stacy chuckled.
''Yes. You are.''
There was silence once again and nothing could be heard but the pitter-patter of the rain on the pavement and the road, and the thunder raging in the sky. There was the sound of wheels and a taxi pulled up.
''Oh, there's the taxi!'' the two beamed in synchronisation.
''...We have the same taxi?'' Stacy stretched her mouth into a combination between a smile and a frown.
''I suppose so.'' Amelia shrugged. ''And we should probably get in quick.''
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i had so much fun doing this i cannot even ugh

ommgggggg i love this it's so cute i can't.
girls helping out girls, too freaking cute.

 

[teto]

ommgggggg i love this it's so cute i can't.
girls helping out girls, too freaking cute.

haha thank youuu

i might do another one of your prompts later, all of these are pretty interesting but i wanna see if i can find any more suggestions first lol

 

[teto]

- someone finds a puppy / kitten abandoned on the side of the street and decides to foster them so they aren't alone on christmas.

cuuute
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Jake walked across the pavement carefully, bundled up in the warmest clothes and the cheesiest Christmas sweater he had. He scarf flapped around him in the wind. He tried to avoid the iciest parts. Walking home had always seemed to be a bit of a hassle in the winter months. He heard a faint purr. He stopped for a moment, and listened as carefully as he could, ignoring the icy wind that bit at his ears. He couldn't hear anything. Probably just the wind being weird, he thought, and went to start walking again. But there it was, louder this time. It seemed to be coming from the bin (trashcan, whatever you call it where you live) in the corner. He edged over to it and opened up the lid. Nobody would think he was weird for doing that, right? A faint stir went on underneath all of the rubbish, and a fluffy, pointed ear popped out. Jake was confused for a short moment, until he realised that it must have been some sort of animal. He tried moving some junk first (holding each piece like a particularly smelly sock) to see if that gave him a clearer view of what was in there. Soon enough, it did.

A furry face of a little kitten popped out. It had the widest, shiniest eyes Jake had ever seen and it's tongue was sticking out. This made Jake laugh a little. He decided to lift the kitten out, and although it resisted at first it eased up soon enough.
''Hey, little guy.'' Jake smiled. So maybe he was a little weird for snuggling a cat that came out of a pile of dump, but so what? ''Where's your owner?'' he asked. Then he realised cats couldn't talk and, understandably backtracked. ''Oh, uh, right. I bet you're pretty hungry, huh?'' he cooed. ''Well don't you worry. I'll get you someplace nice and warm and cosy. You shouldn't be all alone out here, especially near Christmas.''

And so Jake took the little kitten home, and hilarity ensued over the next few weeks. The search for the kitten's (now dubbed ''Raspberry'') owners was unsuccessful, so he had to stay at Jake's house for a while. Jake didn't mind, either. It was nice to have some company, especially over Christmas. He'd often find himself talking to Raspberry when there was no need, and he loved the way the kitten's tongue was always sticking out. Whenever he'd try to meow he'd just blow raspberries for the most part. And when it came to Christmas Day, Jake had given Raspberry a new toy mouse, and loved to watch him play around with it.
Yeah, they were gonna get along just fine.
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ahhh longest piece but ahhh this was so fun

 

[tae]

cuuute
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Jake walked across the pavement carefully, bundled up in the warmest clothes and the cheesiest Christmas sweater he had. He scarf flapped around him in the wind. He tried to avoid the iciest parts. Walking home had always seemed to be a bit of a hassle in the winter months. He heard a faint purr. He stopped for a moment, and listened as carefully as he could, ignoring the icy wind that bit at his ears. He couldn't hear anything. Probably just the wind being weird, he thought, and went to start walking again. But there it was, louder this time. It seemed to be coming from the bin (trashcan, whatever you call it where you live) in the corner. He edged over to it and opened up the lit. Nobody would think he was weird for doing that, right? A faint stir went on underneath all of the rubbish, and a fluffy, pointed ear popped out. Jake was confused for a short moment, until he realised that it must have been some sort of animal. He tried moving some junk first (holding each piece like a particularly smelly sock) to see if that gave him a clearer view of what was in there. Soon enough, it did.

A furry face of a little kitten popped out. It had the widest, shiniest eyes Jake had ever seen and it's tongue was sticking out. This made Jake laugh a little. He decided to lift the kitten out, and although it resisted at first it eased up soon enough.
''Hey, little guy.'' Jake smiled. So maybe he was a little weird for snuggling a cat that came out of a pile of dump, but so what? ''Where's your owner?'' he asked. Then he realised cats couldn't talk and, understandably backtracked. ''Oh, uh, right. I bet you're pretty hungry, huh?'' he cooed. ''Well don't you worry. I'll get you someplace nice and warm and cosy. You shouldn't be all alone out here, especially near Christmas.''

And so Jake took the little kitten home, and hilarity ensued over the next few weeks. The search for the kitten's (now dubbed ''Raspberry'') owners was unsuccessful, so he had to stay at Jake's house for a while. Jake didn't mind, either. It was nice to have some company, especially over Christmas. He'd often find himself talking to Raspberry when there was no need, and he loved the way the kitten's tongue was always sticking out. Whenever he'd try to meow he'd just blow raspberries for the most part. And when it came to Christmas Day, Jake had given Raspberry a new toy mouse, and loved to watch him play around with it.
Yeah, they were gonna get along just fine.
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ahhh longest piece but ahhh this was so fun

oh my god this one is so cute too.
idk why i gave you so many fluff prompts i guess im in the mood for fluff and squeeing loudly.
i'm glad you chose to do a few of my prompts, i'll keep thinking about more for you to try out, maybe a little later today once everyone wakes up and pesters you for little ficlets and drabbles. ahhh

 

[teto]

oh my god this one is so cute too.
idk why i gave you so many fluff prompts i guess im in the mood for fluff and squeeing loudly.
i'm glad you chose to do a few of my prompts, i'll keep thinking about more for you to try out, maybe a little later today once everyone wakes up and pesters you for little ficlets and drabbles. ahhh

i've gotta admit I'm loving the fluff hehe

 

[timecapsule]

a girl is being followed on her walk home from work.
how about that?

 

[teto]

a girl is being followed on her walk home from work.
how about that?

oooooh

yup i'm on it

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a girl is being followed on her walk home from work.
how about that?

The chilled November breeze was cutting through the air intermittently. It was dark out by now and the moonlight glimmered in a sinister sort of way, seeming to peer down at anyone who walked by.
A young woman, somewhere in her 30s, was creeping down the pavement. Her breath seemed sharp and icy, and she seemed on edge. Walking at night was never a good idea, but she had no other way to get home. But all of those thoughts of being stalked or kidnapped or mugged were just in her head, and the odds of any of those things happening were miniscule, right? No, there's nothing hiding in that dark alleyway, and there's obviously no-one behind you...
But still, you should double-check just in case.
She edged her head to the side, slightly, and peeked behind her. She wasn't sure what she could see at first, but there seemed to be a shadowy figure in the background. It was probably just someone walking their dog. She continued on, determined to get home as fast as she possibly could. If there was any reason other than being creeped out, it was far from warm outside and it was only going to get colder as the night went on.

A few minuted later, she began to hear footsteps behind her. They sounded faint but firm at the same time, as if they were in sync with hers, but were louder somehow. She decided to take a sneak-peak behind herself. The shadowy figure was there once again, and this time whatever it was was closer, and moving towards her. She froze for a moment. It was edging towards her now, a malicious glint in it's seemingly glowing eyes. It began to shout and scream, walking faster and faster still.

The lady broke into a sprint, her breaths rapid. The figure soon followed, but it seemed to be faster than her, bigger than her, an undoubtedly it would be stronger than her. She began to panic now, trembling as she ran, until- WHAM!

She tripped.
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oooh spooky cliffhanger
it was tons of fun writing this even if it wasn't my best, thanks for the prompt <3

 

[timecapsule]

oooooh

yup i'm on it

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The chilled November breeze was cutting through the air intermittently. It was dark out by now and the moonlight glimmered in a sinister sort of way, seeming to peer down at anyone who walked by.
A young woman, somewhere in her 30s, was creeping down the pavement. Her breath seemed sharp and icy, and she seemed on edge. Walking at night was never a good idea, but she had no other way to get home. But all of those thoughts of being stalked or kidnapped or mugged were just in her head, and the odds of any of those things happening were miniscule, right? No, there's nothing hiding in that dark alleyway, and there's obviously no-one behind you...
But still, you should double-check just in case.
She edged her head to the side, slightly, and peeked behind her. She wasn't sure what she could see at first, but there seemed to be a shadowy figure in the background. It was probably just someone walking their dog. She continued on, determined to get home as fast as she possibly could. If there was any reason other than being creeped out, it was far from warm outside and it was only going to get colder as the night went on.

A few minuted later, she began to hear footsteps behind her. They sounded faint but firm at the same time, as if they were in sync with hers, but were louder somehow. She decided to take a sneak-peak behind herself. The shadowy figure was there once again, and this time whatever it was was closer, and moving towards her. She froze for a moment. It was edging towards her now, a malicious glint in it's seemingly glowing eyes. It began to shout and scream, walking faster and faster still.

The lady broke into a sprint, her breaths rapid. The figure soon followed, but it seemed to be faster than her, bigger than her, an undoubtedly it would be stronger than her. She began to panic now, trembling as she ran, until- WHAM!

She tripped.
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oooh spooky cliffhanger
it was tons of fun writing this even if it wasn't my best, thanks for the prompt <3

ooh
I likey!

 

[teto]

Still looking for prompts and even though I don't need to bump this I thought I'd do a quick thing using line prompts from the internet
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''You stayed at her house?''
''It was just for one night!''

We stood face-to-face, staring eachother down. Here we go again. She's always trying to make me seem like the bad guy in the situation. Hell, she never even gives me a chance to explain before she goes into another one of her hissy fits. Quite frankly I was sick of it, and I thought it was time to show her a piece of my mind.
''Hmph! Just for one night. You expect me to believe you just had a little tea party while you were there?'' she scoffed.
''Actually, no. For starters, I'm not 5. And I'd lost my house keys. She was just kind enough to let me stay at her place for the night!''
''Oh, so you decided to pick staying at HER place over staying at MY place.'' she spat. ''I see how it is.''
''No, actually, you don't. I'm sick of you acting like this every time I do something you don't agree with.''
''You're sick of me? Well maybe I'm sick of you!''
''Well maybe you should just get of my house then!''
''Well maybe I will!''
''Well fine!''
''Yeah, well fine!'' she screamed, swirling on one foot and striding to the door. She flung it open and slammed it shut, causing a picture frame to topple off the wall.

Maybe I should have thought that through before I told her to get out..
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really short lol, wanted to just focus on the dialogue in this one

 

[Wewikk]

Could you do something with my oc please?

Shes a little chubby and likes to be squeezed poked in the belly.

She likes to dance and party.

She also likes to eat and drink.




Thanks