#prompt 08

[midcinmancave]

Story Prompt:  "Are we happy?"

Story Title:  The Crawford Duology - Part 1 of 2

Summary:Once they were one and as one. Until they weren’t. Still, one half of the twins can’t stop thinking about his other half. Complete Story Source on FB

Fictober24 Submission #07 Fandom:  Midnight Cinderella Featuring:  Alyn Crawford, Leo Crawford Warnings:  Trauma, Estrangement Rating/Genre:  General Audience, Drama, Hurt/Comfort, Family Writer:  Alyn Crawford’s Admin

[shriketimes]

saturday august 20, 1988

Mayor Sweeney's office has once again been the target of vandalism, with a brick being thrown through the window of his office in the early hours of the morning, shortly after the Mayor had arrived for work. The Mayor is yet to comment on the ordeal, though inside sources have reported that attached to this brick was a note containing only one word; 'Talk'. The message comes as no surprise as the Mayor has received backlash for his lack of public appearances and statements after the capture of the two main Shrike Killers, though the authorities stress that residents must not commit crimes against the man who has worked diligently to protect the people of Shrike County. Representatives have spoken on behalf of Mayor Sweeney, asking residents to give him time to heal from the trauma he's faced at this time. Mayor representatives and town officials also wish to remind town residents that they are safe, now that the authorities' hard work has paid off with the Jack-O-Lantern killer and the Hunter behind bars. Anyone with more information on the act of vandalism are encouraged to step forward.

[scullysexual]

100 days of 100 word dialogue prompts (8/100)

100 prompts | 100 words | Post Episodes | Words: 119 | Season: Eight | AO3 | Prompt 1 | Prompt 2 | Prompt 3 | Prompt 4 | Prompt 5 | Prompt 6 | Prompt 7 | 

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Prompt Eight: Were you ever going to tell me?

“Were you ever going to tell me?”

Scully stands holding medical records. The floor drops beneath him. Mulder doesn’t need to ask what they are.

“I was planning to,” he tells her.

She throws the records down on the table.

“When? Tomorrow? Next year? Or maybe when it finally killed you!”

Something within him snaps.

“Like you told me when you were dying of cancer?”

She scoffs. “That was different.”

“How?”

“ Because I didn’t love you like that then.”

She’s won, got him beat, yet…

“It hurt you couldn’t tell me immediately.”

She catches what he’s doing, crosses her arms.

“It’s not the same,” she tells him defiantly.

He watches her go, binning the records on her way.

[midcinmancave]

“Do you remember?”

A handsome kitty looks for solitude among the flowers but finds his sweet princess instead. Complete Story Source

Fictober Story #27 Fandom:  Midnight Cinderella Featuring:  Michelangelo, The Princess Warnings:  Cuteness Overload Rating/Genre:  General Audience, Fluff 🐾 Writer:  KoW Writer Project

[lovealwaysnieto]

Prompt 08: Get Dark

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[pinkmariette]

Create Challenge Prompt 08

Okay Tumblr,

I'm feeling lazy, so your challenge today is to rewrite your favorite story in 500 words or less.

Happy Spring, Pink Mariette

[thatoddpoem]

Prompt 08 - Song Bird

At the center of my heart A stone, breaking She follows me in Dark A love, hating

At the brothel in the dark corner of the Merchant Street, amongst the hazy smoke of incense and cigars, she found a Song Bird who half-stole her heart. She only met him the once, though it were for a moment only. A brief brush of eyes on eyes, a quick smile and gentle warmth radiating from a shared breath is all they had, but it was enough.

Yet she returns to me I hear her whisper, Be Love forever, fallen in the end After the breaking.

She'd ducked into the room during a desperate chase, her heart beating as she wound her way through the many people crowded there, careful not to draw attention for fear of witnesses and reprisal. One moment, one glance was all it took to fall in love, her breathing harsh and painful as she tried to make her way to the back room and freedom. Guards poured in the front doors, wicked eyes searching for her and her ill-gotten loot, but a loud commotion saved her and before long she was already climbing though the window, into the rain and the cemented courtyard behind the building.

I call into the night Come Bird Hidden from your sight Wonder, love

She could still hear the softly sung lines of his song years after their meeting, remember his exact pitch and the gentle timbre of his voice.

Come home I never knew you And Stay You never knew too

She never returned after that one time, in fear of bringing death and pain into the life of the poor Birds there, so she never knew that it had been his last day of life; that he'd thrown himself at one of the guards to protect her from their wild search, buying her precious time to get away.

This empty heart you hold Just like mine, yet cold Come, my Bird, let us fly Or would you rather say goodbye? Nor did she know that with that look she'd stolen his heart and only the memory of her pale eyes and fast, one-second smile let him drift into death without sorrow.

Into the field of forever Let us be together Yet it be just a dream You are not, nor we

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