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Weekly Writing Prompt: 9/25-10/1 (2016)

Writing PromptSo, guys! It’s nearly October! It’s time for me to get in my list weekly writing prompt before I start doing the writing prompts every day for Halloween! So, we’ll make this one easy for you to do, and easy to figure out.


Just put your music playlist on random and hit the skip button four times. Whatever song you land on, write a story, poem, blurb about ❤ I just want to learn about you, your musical tastes, and what they say to you as far as a story!


Sorry for the shortness of this particular blog. I know my blogs have been a little less lately – starting October, things are going to pick up again, and until then, I really can’t wait to see what you come up with for your writing prompt.

Just remember, if you end up doing it, make sure to link back to me so that I can see what you write! I’d love to share it with all of my followers!

Until next time guys!!! Keep reading and writing, and keep being absolutely awesome!
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Weekly Writing Prompt: 9/18-9/24 (2016)

Writing Prompt

Hey everyone! It’s that time again, where I post a writing prompt and see what you guys can come up with. I’m going to do a sentence prompt this time, I think… and I’ll try to gear it towards something that could take many directions. So, if you’re ready… here is the prompt for this week!


“I looked downstairs to see that the flood had submerged most of the house. That was when I noticed a faint light flickering through the murky water.”


There we go! So, what is that light flickering in the murky water? Is it something good, something evil? Is there a fantasy land? It’s completely up to you to decide, and I personally can’t wait to see what you do. My favorite thing about these prompts, especially a prompt like this… is that we really do have the opportunity to show our diversity as writers. We can shape a thousand worlds from this sentence, and elicit a thousand emotions.

I want to see what you shape.

I want to know what you make the world feel.

I can’t wait for you to show us all.

When you’re done, make sure to link back to me ❤ I want to put everyone’s prompts together at the end of the week!

Until next time guys!!! Keep reading and writing, and keep being absolutely awesome!
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Weekly Writing Prompt: 9/11-9/17 (2016)

Writing Prompt

Hey guys! Sorry this is happening a little later in the day. I actually was out for a lot of the morning! I got breakfast, and then had the privilege of getting to watch Labyrinth in theater for it’s 30th anniversary.

Needless to say, I was a happy little nerd.

Now that I am home and at my computer, I will get back to your regularly scheduled weekly writing prompt. Ahem! So, let’s hop into it!


I think, since Labyrinth has got my musical styling revved up, we’re going to play with music again this week! I’m going to give you two options, since I’m just nice like that. First option is:

This piece of amazing. I really have this thing about epic and kind of haunting covers of songs. So – this is your first option. Write a story based around the themes of this song.

If you aren’t inspired by this, then put your music playlist on, hit the random button. Skip it three times, and then write a story based on that song.

I think I’m going to go with the Dust In The Wind Cover Though ❤


So, there we go! That’s this weeks prompt. If you are sad about musical prompts… seriously, blame the Goblin King.

Remember! If you do the prompt, make sure to link back to me so that I can put all of our stories up as a post at the end of the week!

Until next time guys!!! Keep reading and writing, and keep being absolutely awesome!
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Weekly Writing Prompt: 9/4-9/10 (2016)

Writing Prompt

It’s that time again! That time where I present you all with a writing prompt, and we do something amazing together. I’ve honestly enjoyed these prompts so much, because it’s a chance for us, as writers, to come together. We all get to look at the same situation and scenario and show the world the diversity that lives within us. We can take the same picture, sentence, or song… and we can make it something that it completely and utterly our own! It’s been a while since I’ve done a photo prompt, so I thought that I would do that for this weeks prompt!

So, head on over to Garett Photography – look at his pictures, like his page… and then take a gander below at the photograph selected for this weeks prompt!


Write a scene that takes place at this ocean – at this light house. Give it a story, whether it’s short, a horror, a romance. Tell us what this picture tells you.


And there we go! This weeks prompt is pretty interesting, I think. I know that lighthouses in particular elicit quite a few different emotions from a different range of people, so I’m extremely excited to see what it brings out in you. If you end up doing the prompt (whether it’s on your personal website, a tumblr, your wordpress, or posting it on your twitter) link back to me! Let me know, so that I can feature you on my blog! ❤ I love to have the collections of the prompts together, so that everyone who looks can read and see how writers are wonderfully unique individuals who can make a thousand different stories from one photo.

Until next time guys!!! Keep reading and writing, and keep being absolutely awesome!
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Weekly Writing Prompt Response: 8/28-9/3 (2016)

Writing Prompt Response

So, this weeks writing prompt actually gave me pause.

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Lol, I honestly have taken all week just trying to figure out what I would call my first fandom. It’s easy enough for me to figure out what my latest one is, because it’s Fallout. The answer is Fallout. The answer will probably be Fallout for a while, because I can’t seem to get onto anything else.

But my first fandom. Hm. Thats’ a bit harder.

I thought, and I thought… DBZ, I was pretty heavy on that. And then I thought… but wasn’t I pretty heavy on something before that?

And then I realized, one of the very first things that I really, really became obsessed with…

Was the movie Labyrinth.

So.

Uhm.

It’s happening.

“There’s no such thing as goblins, Quinn.” Danse’s voice was stern, and the young man in front of him gave a wide, innocent expression so that his green eyes seemed for all the world like they weren’t mischievous.

“Maybe there were in my time. You know, before the war. Before the bombs.” He teased the older male – he might have nudged him in the side, had Danse not been in power armor. Beside them both, MacCready took another swig from a bottle of whiskey and let out a low chuckle.

“Wouldn’t it be interesting if there were though?” He tilted his green hat back, contemplating for a moment, “Of course, with super mutants running around, maybe we don’t really need goblins.”

Quinn had spent the afternoon explaining some of the things that the world had lost during the time before the war – and one of those things had been myth and fantasy. Though he didn’t seem the type, he’d often found himself lost in the mythical world when he was younger… because that reality was certainly better than the one that he’d been presented with at the time.

“Still, the logical implications of a goblinoid subspecies existing at all is–”

“Woah there, tinman, you lost me at logical implications.” MacCready cut Danse off before he’d even gotten started.

They’d taken down the Institute, and thought the Commonwealth wasn’t quiet, it was quieter. There were moments that they could have like this, where they relaxed in the beach house that Quinn had built on Spectacle Island, away from the prying eyes of the Brotherhood who still wanted Danse’s head.

MacCready had somehow fallen into that pattern, and neither Quinn nor Danse was sad for it. There was room in their bed for another warm body – especially such a lean body, that seemed more content to snuggle between the two of them than anything else. Danse was silent about the situation most of the time, but he hadn’t stopped it from happening. MacCready was there now to spend more time with them both – to bond.

“I wish the goblins were real.” Quinn’s voice held a bit of wist as he spoke, and MacCready turned blue eyes to him with a small smile.

“Do you?”

“Yeah, imagine the adventures we could go on then. No more super mutants, or damn raiders. We could go slay some goblins and get treasure.” It sounded perfect – even to Paladin Danse, who remained stoic through the conversation.

“Well, maybe they’ll come kidnap you, so that we can go on an adventure.” MacCready was leaning forward, his breath smelling like whiskey and his eyes alight with playfulness.

“The last thing that we need is for Quinn to get kidnapped.” Danse’s eyes were the only part of him that seemed alarmed at the situation, but MacCready was laughing harder.

“No, it’s perfect. Quinn, I wish the goblins would come and take you away–”

“Robert, stop tha–”

“Right now.”

And then the lights in their little house went out.

“Quinn? Quinn!” Before they’d even come back on, Danse knew that something was wrong… and when they did, the young man who had been laughing and sitting between the two of them was gone. And in his place was a tall, slender figure – blonde hair stuck up, and mismatched eyes were both amused and widened in interest at the situation that was about to unfold.

Guys, I wrote a Labyrinth/Fallout crossover, and I might have to turn it into a real fic. I can’t help myself. I love it. My nostalgia! My nostalgia!

So, if you responded to this weeks writing prompt, just let me know! I want to list your responses below <3!

Other Responses: 

Kayla Dore

ProwlingThunder

Let me know if you respond ❤ And remember, I post writing prompts every Sunday ❤

Until next time guys!!! Keep reading and writing, and keep being absolutely awesome!
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Weekly Writing Prompt: 8/28-9/3 (2016)

Weekly Writing Update

Hey everyone! I’m getting this weeks writing prompt up bright and early (and I’m not scheduling it this time, since that seemed to be a fiasco last time I tried it.) Anyway, this weeks prompt is actually a picture that my friend Kayla sent me. If she has a source for it, I’ll grab it from her. But it looked like something fun! As you guys have seen, I’ve been writing fanfics as my responses part of the time for these writing prompts.

Anyway – I thought that it would be fun if we could do something that would have us all delving into our fandoms. Even if we don’t write fanfics usually, we still have fandoms. And it’s those that we’re going to draw on today. So ❤ For today’s prompt, please follow the instructions on the photo below (if someone else knows the source to this, give it to me, please. I want to link back to them, because this is amazing.)


 

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So, there we are. It’s going to be taking the young you and the you today and putting them together in something that could be truly amazing. I’m honestly extremely excited to see what everyone comes up with.

Just remember, if you do the prompt make sure to link back to me – I want to be able to link your writing on my blog, so that everyone can enjoy it. Other than that, just have fun, write something amazing… and I can’t wait until Saturday to see what happens!

So, until next time, you guys! Keep reading and writing, and keep being amazing!
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Weekly Writing Prompt: 8/14-8/20 (2016)

Writing Prompt Response

So, I’m doing it a little late in the day, but I have just completed my response for this weeks Writing Prompt! Apparently I needed to take it to a darker place? I was going to write another Borderlands fanfic, but then I decided that I could go ahead and put out a little bit of original work. So, it may still be inspired a bit by Handsome Jack? But, oh well!

The prompt was to use the following sentence: I told you that I was no good for you.


No Good For You

“I told you that I was no good for you.” They should be words of comfort, but they come out of cold lips. I can feel apathy marching across my body and settling into my center, like some kind of shield against what I’ve done.

Of course, I’ve done this so many times now that I know I don’t feel guilty about it – I don’t even know if I know how to feel guilty anymore.

Still, they’re laying there on the ground and they’re choking on a sob that’s gurgling blood. I think if they could have formed words around the gaping wound that was quickly spilling their life onto the ground around us, my great canvass, they would have asked me why.

Why did I do this – why did I get them close, just to slit their throat. Why did I make them think that I cared, when in all reality, I hadn’t truly cared about another person or thing in a long, long while.

And I wouldn’t have had a clear answer for them – at least, nothing that would have pleased them. I would have told them the universal cop-out of because.

Maybe I could have added on a little more.

Because I wanted to.

Because it makes me feel good.

Because you are nothing to me.

Whatever the because is, it won’t bring them satisfaction. And whatever question they might have had dies on their lips as the light flickers out of their eyes and the blood spilling from their throat edges forward and threatens to stain my boots.

I step out of the way before it can, and feel a slow smile curl across my lips. “I gave you fair warning.” I speak calmly to the body – and I had. They’d approached me and wanted more of whatever I had locked inside. They’d wanted to see the real me…

And I was only too happy to oblige.


So, there we go. I actually really enjoy writing from the perspective of evil characters, killers, etc. Especially on these little prompts – it helps me to have more realistic characters when it comes to writing novel villains… because the one thing that you have to remember is that they have a mind of their own, an agenda of their own, and in their head… they usually aren’t wrong. You have to remember to take the time and think of why your bad guy things that what they’re doing is right. 

Until then, here are the other people have done this writing prompt! You better go check them out!

Other Responses:

WriterNotWriter | Kayla Dore | ProwlingThunder

Make sure to check out those replies! I love seeing how everyone can come up with something different from the same sentence! If you want to be featured on my blog, just do the reply and then link back to me!

I can’t wait to see what you guys come up with! Just remember to keep reading and writing, and keep being awesome!

Until next time, you guys! Keep reading and writing, and keep being amazing!
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Weekly Writing Prompt: 8/14-8/20 (2016)

Writing Prompt

Hello everyone! It’s a little later in the afternoon, and I do apologize. However, I am getting this weeks writing prompt up with enough time that people could finish it today, if they wanted to. You do, of course, have until Saturday to finish it, post it, and link me to it in order to get featured in my blog!

I think that it’s honestly just a great way for us to kind of network as a group – I loving being able to share you out to my followers at the end of the week for your hard work! Anyway, let’s get to the prompt!


This weeks prompt is fairly simply – it’s just a sentence prompt. I’m excited, because there’s a thousand different ways to take this, so let’s see where you go!

I told you that I was no good for you.


There we go. That’s it. A super simple sentence. Do with it what you will – horror, romance, humor ❤ I can’t wait to see what you come up with. I’m not even sure what I’m going to write about myself… and that’s part of what makes it so exciting! Make sure to link back to me if you end up writing the prompt, so that I can share your response on Friday!

Keep reading and writing, you guys! And keep being awesome!

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Weekly Writing Prompt Response: 8/7-8/15 (2016)

Writing Prompt Response

This weeks Writing Prompt was to write a story based on a song. I picked What a Wonderful World, but it was by a different artist, and it had a completely different atmosphere. That’s exactly why I picked it. People might still take the song for the context that it was originally composed to fit inside of. Some people might listen to it, hear the tones, and think that it’s about the exact opposite.

Warning… uhm… I’m the exact opposite. This is a Fallout 4 fanfic (I do those a lot) that is completely AU, and would never happen to my poor baby Quinn ;-; And yet…


What A Wonderful World

The grave was as cold as the day that I’d dug it, the ground just as wet – I knew that it had stopped raining in the half a year since the shovel had hit the ground, but it didn’t feel like it. Everything was gray, and a blur, and there was nothing but the clouds and the rain. Sanctuary Hills was under the constant cover of lament, and it hadn’t lifted since the day that Quinn had sacrificed himself to save us all.

Our General had died, because I wasn’t strong enough to stand by his side and make sure that he pulled out of the scenario with his life.

The Gunners had attacked, and they’d been more furious than I’d seen in a long time – the man who led them moved with a swift fury and violent opposition that I’d never seen before. At first, I thought that he had to be radiated – that he had to be something… but no, he was just a beautiful man; a beautiful redhead who cut through the outer defenses of the Minutemen as though they were rag dolls and paper.

I’ve never seen such a mixture of fury and void mixed into such lovely lilac eyes, but the man encompassed it all, and he took out men who were equipped in combat armor, who carried laser pistols, with nothing more than a knife.

Quinn had been acting strange for days – his eyes had drifted to the horizon more often than I would have liked, and he wasn’t eating. There’d been a battle outside of Goodneighbor, and I knew that people that he’d cared for had fallen. Paladin Danse, the young sniper MacCready. They’d both been cut down by a group of raiders that had banded with Super Mutants in an attempt to take over the city. Quinn had come home covered in blood, and his eyes had been just as dead as the man who led the gunners.

Only, they weren’t dead when he stood on that day – they were full and burning with something, and he leaned forward and pressed a gentle kiss to my forehead. “Preston, it’s going to be up to you. The world can still be something, if it has a general to lead it.”

“But General–” Quinn hadn’t listened. He’d darted out of the safe walls that we’d built around Sanctuary Hills, and the redheaded man had smiled. I had tried to follow him, but Quinn had done something, and the door wouldn’t open. I could do nothing more than to stare through a grate as he stepped forward.

“Jack, you can’t take it out on the Minutemen. They didn’t do it.”

The redhead’s eyes had narrowed, and his full lips actually quivered for a moment before he sneered. “They were supposed to serve and protect.” And then, his eyes narrowed and focused on Quinn’s face – it was bruised and cut; he’d come back from the fight torn up, and for the first time since I’d known him, I hadn’t seen him use a stimpak. “I trusted you to look after him.”

I could see something close to defeat and pain rock through Quinn’s body, but he held his shoulders straight. “You know you aren’t here for them, then.” He stepped forward, his hands on his pistols, though they weren’t drawn yet. The men behind the redhead had stopped, watching him with a reverence and something akin to fear shining in their eyes. No one dared shoot – no one dared speak.

“I’m here for him.” The word hissed out of his lungs on a tidal wave of pain that rocked through me, though I had no idea who this him that the man Quinn had called Jack was.

“I know.” Quinn’s voice was soft, and he took a step forward – the gunner’s raised their weapons. Without turning, the man named Jack snarled a command, and those weapons lowered. He was looking at Quinn now, and there was something on his face. Another snarled command, and the men and women started to retreat, until it was just Quinn and the redhead there. Night was falling, and they were far enough away from Sanctuary that it was hard to hear what they were saying, hard to see them…

But I watched as Quinn stepped forward.

“Jack, I did everything that I could, I–”

“That’s not good enough!” The silver blade flashed, and it caught Quinn across the cheek. It was dark, but I could still see the rivulet of scarlet that came from his cheek. My shoulder hit the door then. Hard, harder… harder until I could hear it crack.

Harder, until I burst through it and started running towards them.

“I know it’s not. I know it wasn’t. Jack…” Quinn stepped forward then, and he whispered something into the redhead’s ear. Lilac eyes flared, his mouth dropped open, and Quinn pulled back. There was a soft smile on his face, and his full lips were trembling.

“Quinn..?” Red brows knit together in confusion – I could see a mixture of that fury, that void… and a new pain blossoming across Jack’s features. He looked at Quinn as though what he’s just said was crazy, and the General nodded, closing his eyes and dropping his pistols to the ground.

The red knife struck home true – deep and quick into the center of Quinn’s chest. He fell to the ground as the first droplet of rain fell against my cheek.

Jack, spattered with the spray of Quinn’s blood and looking even more lost than he had before he came here looked up at me as I screamed. His fingers dropped the knife that he held, as though they’d gone numb… and then he took one step back – another… and he ran, dissolving into the darkness before I could pull out my gun to shoot him.

“Quinn!” I shouted the General’s name, but he hadn’t answered me… there was a smile on his face, a blood from the corner of his mouth. His eyes were open, but his lids were fluttering. I could have chased Jack, I could have followed him into the darkness and enacted some kind of revenge, but I fell to Quinn’s side instead.

His lips were moving, mumbling… and when I leaned in close, he was whispering something.

“What a wonderful world…” He was murmuring, and I let out a small, pained sound, trying to bring my hands to his chest, trying to stop the blood flow.

“Quinn, please… we need to get back to base. We need–” I wasn’t sure what we needed, because I’d seen wounds like this, and you didn’t recover. but Quinn was talking again, and I had to lean closer to hear the words that came with his fleeting breath.

“Missed you, too, Sil. Fuck, I missed you.” His hand shifted, reaching for something that I couldn’t see, and then it fell to the ground.

I pulled back, my hands sopping heat where they tried to stop the knife wound. I didn’t have a stim on me, and when I looked at his face, I knew that it wouldn’t matter.

Quinn had a soft smile on his face, and one solitary tear was spilling from the corner of his eye – I’d never seen him cry before. But his eyes… those beautiful green eyes that had been so full of fire and passion – that had liberated the Commonwealth from the menace of the Institute… looked up at the sky blankly and saw no more.

The rain had started then.


Wow. So o-o uhm, I know a lot of people who read this won’t understand a damn bit of why this is so sad. But this is the mood that it put me in o—–o I’m just gonna leave this here and go sob in a corner.

Other Responses:

Kayla Dore | Prowling Thunder

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I can’t wait to see what you guys come up with! Just remember to keep reading and writing, and keep being awesome!

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Weekly Writing Prompt: 8/7-8/15 (2016)

Writing Prompt

Hey guys! Everyone did really fantastic with their prompts last week! It’s fun to see that this is reaching out to people and they’re actually doing it! I’d love to watch it continue to grow! If you think about it, share this around! If anyone ends up doing the prompt for today, make sure to link back to me! I will post your response on my blog and share it out to all of my viewers. It is so interesting and fantastic, to see the way that so many people can turn the same situation into things so starkly different. I really do find it to be one of the most interesting and lovely parts of the writing process.

Anyway, for today’s prompt, I’m going to give it to you two ways. You can either write it based on the song that I’ll list below, or the phrase that I list to go along with it! So, are you all ready? Today’s Prompt is as follows!


All right, so, either write a story based on that song (LINK HERE in case the embed doesn’t work for you), or use the phrase, “And I think to myself, what a wonderful world” in your story. I honestly encourage you to listen to the song though, because what’s so engaging about it is how atmospheric it is. So, give the song a listen, and see what you can come up with!


There we go! The prompt for the week. Sometimes, I like to do prompts with songs… because I know that they elicit certain emotions from everyone differently. With the one above, it’s the music just as much as the lyrics, and the atmosphere that it provides. I heard it, and I knew that I wanted to use it as a writing prompt someday soon! So! Let me know what you do!

Remember, if you do the prompt, make sure to link back to me! I’ll feature you on my blog, and we can show everyone how differently wonderful each of our interpretations are!

Until next time, guys! Keep reading and writing, and keep being awesome!

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