* The little boy looks up to his mother and nods.
* “Okay”, you say, reaching out to him and taking his hand.
* Your hand burns like you’re touching hot lava and you feel how your body gets weaker and weaker.
* This will be the last one you can save. You can hear how Death is already walking towards you, as your sight goes black. They’re singing a cute melody, similiar to a song you sing to kids to make them fall asleep.
* Your body is now completely numb, you can’t even feel the ground under your feet.
* “Welcome home”, Death says, but they couldn’t be talking to the boy, you healed him. He is definitely alive and healthy. “I’ve missed you.”
* Out of desperation to have a child, the King and Queen of a very religious kingdom secretly use a ritual to summon a demon to make it so they can finally have an heir to the throne. The demon agrees, on the condition that the child will belong to him as well as the King and Queen. They agree without hesitation and the deal is struck. The Queen finds herself pregnant very shortly after, and the people are elated to learn of the impending birth of the new heir.
* Several months later, the child is born…and the midwife is stunned to see the six-clawed hands, the tiny ram-like horns, the pitch black eyes, the tail…the unmistakable traits of a demon.
* Write about the life of this half-demon prince or princess.
* Schrödinger’s cat, Pavlov’s dogs, Darwin’s finches, and Skinner’s pigeons come together to form: The League of Science Animals.


* You scroll endlessly through the posts of someone you’ve never met. You’ve never spoken. For all you know they could live on the other side of the world. Or be 30 years older than you. It’s not your fault you feel a strange connection. You were just going about your business, scrolling through their blog when you hear a knock on your door. You open it to find the most average looking person you’ve ever seen. You barely remember their face when you blink because of how generic it is. “You’ve been liking my posts, ” they say, “Now it’s time for me to repay you.”
* Write a love story between a very optimistic, happy-go-lucky funeral director and a depressed, negative wedding planner


* In a soulmate AU where people are born with the date that they are going to meet their soulmate on their wrist, two soulmates are complete sceptics and think the whole thing is made up (government conspiracy etc). They both stay at home all day on the day on their wrists to prove that it is rubbish. Write about how the forces of fate get them to meet.
* Charles and Rosalie. Two names, written in the stars, the time and date of their encounter written on their wrists. A romance meant to be.


* However, things weren’t exactly going according to plan. They both didn’t believe in the whole soulmate ordeal and would do anything to prove it was rubbish.
* Charles looked at his wrist and noticed there were only two hours left. He had invited his best friend over to watch a few movies so he could bear witness to his genius.
* “Let’s order some pizza”, Patrick said, rubbing his belly.
* “No. Not yet. Two more hours”
* “Oh c’mon. Dirk couldn’t possibly be your soulmate”
* “I know I know. But the government will probably send a replacement just this once, delay the delivery by two hours, and make me believe the pizza delivery girl is my soulmate.”
* “You do you. You do you, man’. Patrick grabbed the remote and started zapping again.


* “Quite weird that there isn’t a single channel up tonight”, he said as he kept pushing the buttons on the remote.
* You walked over to the window and said “Government must have cut the wires so I go outside” as he peeked out of the curtains, scanning the street for any suspicious activity.
* Rosalie’s parents had filed for divorce when she was six. Soulmates couldn’t be real. She was certain of it. And what did fate have to do with love? How can something that is shapeless and flows freely be predetermined? It’s just a ploy from the government to fill the void in the heart of men. So we can be more productive. No more worries about love. You are all set. Your need for love is fulfilled. Now work.
* The doorbell rang.


* God, being the creator of geese, had no troubles in his task.
* You’re a hired assassin on your way to a job. While walking you see a puppy in the middle of the road and a truck coming towards. Last minute you decide to save the puppy. Now you have a puppy and someone to kill.
* I love the Pride Halloween merch! Unfortunately I didn’t see it until today and am upset that I missed it. Do you plan on bringing it back at all? I’m in love with the Squad Ghouls one!
* Hey amigo, I wanted to make sure that everyone gets their merch on time for Halloween, that’s why the campaign ended yesterday (shipping). If you are still interested, even though there is a chance you receive it after Halloween, let me know :)


* When a creative person dies they are sent to work for the Ministry Under Scholarly Elegance (MUSE) where they are to inspire the creative people of earth. You however were a person who enjoyed everything bland and through a mixup in reaper files you are sent to MUSE. Now you have to feign knowledge of creativity even though you have never done anything creative.


* Rosalie opened the door and was met with three men standing on her front porch. One of them was holding a camera and the other a microphone.
* “Hello, young lady, are you Rosalie? If so, I have very good news for you! You just won $2 million!” said the man holding the microphone, eagerly awaiting her answer.
* Rosalie was the previous owner of this house. She must have forgotten to update her personal details,” she said, looking frightened. “Now if you will excuse me, I have a pie to bake” and she closed the door.
* ‘What in the world is going on’, she thought, leaning and panting against the door. ‘For the government to go this far, it’s insane.’


* Since the TV wouldn’t work, Charles and Patrick decided to play poker.
* “Playing poker with just the two of us is kinda…”, said Patrick, mindlessly staring out in front of him. It was obvious he was getting quite tired of hearing Charles’ conspiracy theories.
* “You know what. Let’s raise the stakes. If I win, I get nothing. But if you win, you’ll get $20″ Charles said pleadingly.
* “You sure are determined about this whole thing. Alright”


* You was just about to shuffle the cards when a squeaky sound came from under the table.
* “Let me take a look,” said Patrick as he bent over on one knee to see what was down there “I can’t see a thing. I need a flashlight. Give me my phone”


* You grabbed Patrick’s phone from the table and handed it to him. The peeping noise seemed to multiply rapidly and soon it didn’t only come from underneath the table.
* A serial killer pretending to be a Door-to-Door salesman knocks on the door of a serial killer who kills Door-to-Door salesmen.
* spotlight stories some of the prompt responses will get featured on this blog
* As you walk down the street you hear a man’s voice say “you’d look prettier if you smiled.” So you turn around and give him your widest grin, revealing 1inch bloodstained fangs.
* the skeleton war is upon us
* In order to appreciate each other more, God and Satan switch places for a week. However, in order not to cause any havoc among their followers, they have to pretend to be each other.
* ripple-flash-is-something


* God, being the creator of geese, had no troubles in his task.
* You are an immortal being, standing at the edge of time. The only thing that exists, other than you, is Death. When everything comes to an end, they have come to finally greet you.
* Life’s a hoe and Death, well Death is actually a sweetheart.
* spotlight some of the prompt responses will get featured on this blog stories
* Neuroscience has advanced to the point that, for a fee, one can remove or cloud unpleasant memories. We are unable to change and create memories, but regretful, traumatizing, or otherwise harmful memories can be removed or be rendered harmlessly vague.


* It’s not long before some people decide to remove the memory of receiving sensitive information that they wished they hadn’t acquired. others go as far as forgetting potentially dangerous secrets of their own.
* What secrets do you hide from yourself?
* Apparently whatever I was going to do before I walked into the kitchen
* In order to appreciate each other more, God and Satan switch places for a week. However, in order not to cause any havoc among their followers, they have to pretend to be each other.
* “I know” squeaked Charles, retreating as far as he possibly could in his chair.
* “There are hundreds of them”, Charles said looking horrified. Where do they all come from?”
* “I have no idea. Open the door. Either the mice of we get out”
* “Can’t. Can’t.” Stammered Charles. “Can’t let the government win.”
* Patrick worked his way over to Charles around the table, who sat like a baby in his chair, rocking back and forth and having a panic attack. Mice scurried across the table and the floor.
* “I am going to open a window, Charles, you need some fresh air”
* “Don’t” exclaimed Charles, but Patrick had already opened the window.
* “See, nothing bad is happening”


* “Close the window right now!” But it was too late. Just when Patrick wanted to close the window a flock of birds flew through the window and inside the living room.
* You was reading a book while she waited for the oven to finish preheating. She looked at the clock. In thirty-five minutes the government would fail. She couldn’t possibly meet her ‘soulmate’. After the camera crew had left, she started moving the furniture and looked for wooden beams, nails, steel wire and other things to barricade the house with.


* The rain pattered against the windows. She loved that sound. It made her feel peaceful. She wrapped herself in a blanket and continued reading her book. She was turning the pages when she noticed a peculiar smell coming from the kitchen. She shot up from the sofa and hurried toward the kitchen. Smoke was blurring her vision but she could clearly make out that a fire was raging in her kitchen.
* She made for the front door she had just barricaded. She jerked, kicked and bashed but the door wouldn’t budge. The flames were closing in.


* The entire house was in utter chaos. Mice peeped and birds tweeted and shrieked. Patrick had to cover his ears. He looked at Charles who sat limply in his chair, birds pecking away at his head. First, Charles had gone into shock and then fainted. Charles was terrified of mice. Patrick didn’t have another choice but to call for an ambulance. The ambulance came and carried Charles into the back of the van. There were only 20 minutes left.
* You had managed to get herself out of the house. But not unscratched. Her ankle had caught on fire for a short time and her hands and forearms were covered in blood and cuts from her attempts to unbarricade the door. The neighbor saw her laying flat-out on a grassy patch in her garden and went over to see what was going on. Upon seeing the critical state Rosalie was in, she called for an ambulance.


* An ambulance dispatcher called the ambulance who was about to pick up Charles and informed them that there was a girl about four blocks away in need of immediate treatment.
* You could hear the sirens wailing in the distance. The grass was now flashing red and green. The men got out and carried her on a stretcher to the back of the van. She noticed another guy was already in the back, lying unconscious, a man monitoring his heartbeat at his side. She looked at her wrist. The mark had disappeared
* The ambulance took them to first aid, and after they had both been checked on, they had to spend a day or two in the same infirmary, their beds next to each other. It wasn’t long before they would come up with the wildest conspiracy theories. And slowly, but surely, they would fall in love.
* The seer collapses forward onto their table, stone dead, their prophecy unfinished. What will bring peace to your people? You don’t know. But at least you know where to start looking.
* You are a broke college student. One night, aliens from a distant galaxy land in your room and, on a whim, you decide to sell them Planet Earth. They agree to buy it, but in exchange, you have to marry one of them.