So y'all know those posts prompting you to create a character using songs off your playlist? Let's do that, but with short stories.
In other words, press shuffle on your most diverse playlist and write a short story based off the one that plays!
so i tried this cause i was lowkey curious and i got a really good one on the first shuffle and i wrote something-
it's very cheesy tho which makes me cringe cause im not a very affectionate person XD
but i'll post it anyways because i already wasted one hour of typing this and i can't get that back-
Rae stares boredly out of the window of a cafe- her reflection on it- red curly hair and electric blue eyes with freckles. She had the day off of school and decided to treat herself to a coffee milkshake- it was the only day they had a special for the drink, she had gotten lucky. Jake hadn't been able to make it cause he was spending time with his precious sweetheart Marcus. Rae made a face, sticking her tongue out as if disgusted.
Truth was that Rae was really lonely and envied their relationship. She wanted that. As she thought about this a female entered the shop and ordered a drink. She sat in a booth beside Rae. When Rae finally turned from the window, tired of the view, the straw from her mouth dropped back into her drink as she stared at the beautiful female. It made Rae's face burn as she gaped at the person in the booth.
The female noticed Rae staring at her and gave her a small mischievous smile. Rae was pretty sure the girl knew she was hot and was teasing her.
Skip forward an hour later and Rae is sitting with her in the booth, chatting. "Do you have a boyfriend?" Rae asked, curious as she drank her third coffee milkshake with no shame whatsoever. The girl- Lisii, two years older than Rae, smirked. "I'm bisexual," She said. Rae could feel her heart pound faster. Was she supposed to shoot her shot?
Rae decided it was too soon to be asking the chick out- she would wait.
Fast forward to next week on a Saturday and Lisii and Rae are having a coffee drink together again. "So what kind of hobbies are you into?" She asked, trying to start up a conversation.
"Ah yes! I used to love photography, me and my boyfriend would take the time after school to go places- it was almost too much fun" Lisii smiled as she closed her eyes, remembering the sweet memory.
Rae smiled as she listened to her. "Have you ever dated any females?" She asked, a different angle this time. Lisii only smiled again and uttered the same words. "I'm bisexual Rae"
Rae blushed profusely. Was she waiting for her to ask? No, that couldn't be it- she was reading into this too much. "Um…maybe we could go somewhere else next time, you know, other than the cafe?" The want in Rae's eyes said everything, but it wasn't desperate for anything, just very shy and mesmerized with the girl's beauty and sweet persoanlity. Rae would stare at the girl so intently that one would think she was lovesick- and she was, ever since last week. "Oh!" Lisii clasped her hands together. "We could go to the arcade, me and my boyfriend used to go there a lot!"
Rae nodded, eager.
Skip the next week on their date and the next and the next. Soon three months had passed. Rae at this point was too afraid to ask anything anymore because every time she did, the only thing that Lisii would say was something about her boyfriend and she didn't want to hear it anymore. "Can I be your boyfriend?" She asked suddenly, thinking out loud as she thought about Lisii's ex.
Lisii seemed to stop what she was doing, which was arranging the flora in a vase. She had been kind enough to bring Rae to her flower shop. Rae mentally screamed as Lisii stared at her all weird like.
"I- I don't know, it's so sudden-" Lisii sputtered nervously. Rae frowned a cute pout on her lips. "But you said you were bisexual"
Lisii flushed a bright red. "W-well yes…but…" She seemed a little shocked at the moment.
"I wanna be your boyfriend" This time Rae was not holding back, she had waited to ask this question for months now.
"I just- me and my boyfriend, we-"
"I don't wanna hear anymore about your boyfriend" Rae whined, fed up with the talk for weeks on end. "Just let me be your boyfriend," Rae said as she felt herself melting at the thought of having Lisii in her arms, hugging her. "I really want to love you" She said, her eyes stary and sad as she looked into Lisii's.
Lisii was now almost burgundy red. "Well…" She whispered as he put her scissors down and made her way to Rae. She kissed her on the forehead and gave her a friendly smile. "We'll see," She said, giving her a flash of her seductive eyes before she exited the room. Rae only stood there eyes wide as she flushed red. This girl was clearly taking her out for a tease and Rae was all here for it. She turned to the door Lisii had exited and followed like a curious puppy.
(it's not that good but that's why i am determined to practice more !! (｀Д´)
(Totally going to try this-)
(Same… though I've written a plot for something like this before… I should definitely pull up the cringe just for the sake of reading it.)
(@AtlasDefeated i loved it :D !)
(This prompt is rad. Here’s my take :)
Got the best song for this: Dirty Paws by Of Monsters and Men
The Sun breathed deeply, letting the calm winter wind brush past without thought. It wasn’t until a larger gust of wind caught his attention that his glowing amber eyes blinked open.
Before him landed a colossal dragonfly, its wings slowing to a light flutter as it grazed the ground. The saddle on its back carried numerous scrolls and tomes, rocking as it made its graceful descent.
“Salutations, Dragonfly,” the Sun cooed with a nod, closing his eyes yet again. “Any news?”
“Yes, my Sun,” Dragonfly’s voice echoed through the man’s head, but he was no stranger to the telepathic ways.
“Then stay a while,” Sun replied, a minuscule smile flickering across his face. “I’m due for a tale.”
“Yes, my Sun,” the insect repeated. It shook the weak new-winter’s snow from its crest as it laid its figure on the cool ground below. Dragonfly crossed its appendages like a noble lion, its wings twitching periodically.
“It begins with a wolf,” Dragonfly’s voice seemed to resonate through the calm air. “A wolf, the birds, and the insects.”
——
The trees curled around, making almost a tunnel for the wolf to run through. She skidded as her paws hit leaves, soon regaining her footing and gaining back speed. Her breathing was rushed and heavy, yet she looked agile, so the running must have carried past the time I saw her. But she was running, now, and I couldn’t yet tell why. If she was running to or from, it evaded me. But she was running.
This was at the heart of the magic woods, Sun. We have been before. The trees’ harrowing calls seemed to lack effect on this vigorous wolf. How some may envy her.
I wished to ask her why she was running. So I did. I asked the young— what seemed like a Greenland wolf— her faintest motivation for where she was going, or leaving in such terrible haste.
The fact that she let me stop her led me to believe she was not being chased, and in fact, may be actually simply running for her own pleasure. But you see, Sun, this was hardly the case.
She told me she didn’t have a name, yet those who knew of her called her Dirty Paws. I, many times, resorted to her as this, so you could assume it was true. The wolf told me of a great war. One between the birds and insects of the sky.
The birds had issued an alliance with the animals from below. Smart ones, they are. The bees wouldn’t stand a chance against their vast armada. At least, that is what Dirty Paws had said. I did not doubt her for a moment.
She asked if I would join her and the birds. I vaguely declined, as to keep our kingdom from small quarrels. But you see, Sun, I still cheered in their favor.
I followed the wolf to her kingdom of acquaintance. There, I was introduced to a griot. A beautiful elk with horns like deceased trees in this bleak wintertime. Though, don’t be fooled. This elk was nothing but life, telling his stories in even the dim lighting of his age. I cannot say that he is not the reason for me writing this story on scroll, my Sun, but he was certainly an inspiration. He gave me these scrolls, with which I documented the adventure.
But now is not a time for side stories, my lord. Let us continue with the wolf.
She seemed to band together quite a reckless bunch. A fox, bear, and two smaller animals that were foreign to me during winter. I rarely ever see them out of their burrows. Mouse-folk, they were. Two of them. With their little twitching noses and large obsidian eyes. They were kind, yet rowdy, and the wolf’s demand for them to join perplexed me. But I understand now, for they were quick and beady. Like bandits, they could scurry.
For the others, I knew their talents. Based on stories, at least, from your great grandfather, Sun. The great fables of the constellations. The fox will always be cunning. The bear will always carry armor. And the wolf will always stand proud.
These were all true traits of the fabled three. And I can see, Sun, that you are at the edge of your imaginary seat. My lord, tell me. What would you have done? If you knew you were going into battle, for a cause that wasn’t your own, and if you won that battle? What would the other side think? Or what would you then think of the other side?
I’ll tell you, my lord. This battle was quite the inspiration for a teller like myself. The griot and I shared the events, putting them into record and folding the scrolls into letters that could be sent to the neighboring kingdoms.
I’ll tell you, my lord. This battle ended with bloodshed. The fox, the bear, the mice, and the wolf. They brought down the Queen Bee together. Her workers fell.
They were victorious, my great Sun. Do you know why?
You remember in fables, how one greater animal always falls into foolishness due to the doings of the lesser. But when you pile the lesser with the greater, my lord, what results is an unstoppable force. Dirty Paws and the griot relayed this lesson to me, and I shall share it in whatever way I can.
You could say this story was a fable, however the story stretches past its end, you see. The trees in that magic forest, the one Dirty Paws had run so hastily through, ceased their cries of distress. They began their wonderful song yet again, stirring new life within the ever-wonder woods.
I’ll tell you, my lord, that this battle was for the good. The sky was, in fact, big enough for both the birds and the bugs. If they had only seen that from the beginning, I would have no story to tell.
I’ll tell you, my lord, that the battle did not end in vain. The bees bowed then, to the creatures of snow.
I’ll tell you, my lord, that I plan on traveling back one day. And you shall accompany me. It is a wonderful sight to see, Sun, the beauty and diversity of life that is the magic forest. The only place where Fox, Bear, Mouse, and Wolf alike can work alongside the other.
I’ll tell you, my lord, that I intend to return with you. You can see the birthing place of the new fable.
——
With the last stroke of its story, Dragonfly turned to Sun. The man had fully opened his eyes, staring like daggers to the gigantic insect.
“And then?” he asked, his hands placed neatly over his knees as he sat, cross-legged, on the cold ground.
“Well, my lord, that is it,” Dragonfly replied. “That is how the story goes.”
Sun gave a nod, his heart a mix of melancholy and glee. Sad the story had ended, yet happy because of the ending.
“I liked that one, Dragon,” Sun whispered. There, he closed his eyes yet again, taking another deep breath.
“The story of the beast with the four dirty paws.”
(thanks dude, it was alright, yours on the other hand- #tAleNt)
Finally, my 500+ song playlist comes into handy.
Snow covered ground. Air so frigid, your eyes almost felt closed shut. Clouds covered the already darkened skies as a small group of people, spread apart walked the forest. Each and every one of them were armed, ready to fight. But what? Distantly, there was clanking. Heavy steps. Even larger than the ones of the humans.
A few feet behind from the humans, slowly trailing behind them was a darkened beast of metal and death. Four, odd legs and fitted with several guns, in a different timeline the people may have been afraid, but this beast was a beast of war. Something born from it. Made from it. Only three other machines followed.
The only noises to provide company to these people and machines were the noises that they made when their feet touched the cold snow.
And then, they stopped. The front man, lifted a singular hand, as all others halted. The machines did immediately. There was silence, complete silence, aside from the wind in the distance that seemed to howl up all of the sudden.
But there was something else. Something running. A boom, in the distance. Boom, boom, boom. And it grew louder, and louder.
The first machine had no time to react as from the trees a different war-beast leapt out, ripping into its steel armour. The thing was built like a real animal, but anyone could tell that this was a machine just by seeing its metal skin. It shook its head from side to side, ripping into the components.
The other turrets turned and began to fire, crackling off into the frozen wilderness. Bullets hit it, but most ricocheted off as the beast threw itself off of the incapacitated remains of the first machine, moving onto the others.
But the humans had ran off, elsewhere. The machines could be replaced, not the men. They ran out onto the road, towards some lights- a vehicle! All jumping into the back, it drove off, but there it was again, that boom boom boom.
The vehicle picked up speed, but the predator burst from the trees, jaws snapping in the air. No breath emerged from that maw of its. It almost seemed to pick up to seed with the vehicle. The men took their guns and began to fire, out the back at the thing. The thing that almost faltered at getting shot at. Yet letting out a shrill screech as it tore forwards, pushing a claw towards the vehicle’s exposed wheel. The vehicle spun out of control just by a simple touch, the predator stopping and watching. And when the men struggled to their feet, it stalked forwards, starting at a walk. Then moving into a run, a gallop.
Their surroundings were foggy. There was no where to go. No one would probably find them, either. Until after the war. When they were all dead.
But a sudden crack, almost like a thunderclap had the men to their knees. But the machine, the predator - it did not go to its knees. Instead, it fell to the hard ground as what seemed to be a shell hit it. Exploding upon impact, centre mass took the brunt of it and while the machine was still functioning, it wasn’t going anywhere. And when the men turned around and saw their saviours, they gave a cry, a cry of victory.
The predator struggled in its spot, but it was going nowhere. Predator, turned prey. The massive machine, almost like a heavily armoured, bigger version of the previous turrets taken down by the war-beast shot only a few more bullets, enough to take it down.
Light vanished from the body of the war-beast as its head lay against the ground. The men cheered in victory, but they knew this war was far from over.
They still needed to defend the Motherland, after all.
alternate timeline history thing. robots, what can i say?
(following to do this later)
( @Mojack that was awesome! Makes me wanna do another lol. Great work!)
Off to Sleep - Cœur De Pirate
(I know it's not very long, but- hey, I did it)
Aurora-
Where did you go? As I stand here, time flies by. I'm so sorry that I wasn't able to protect you. I'm sorry I wasn't able to stop them. I'm sorry. It seems like it's been an eternity since you've gone. I should've done more. I should've done something more to protect you. This wasn't your time. But at least I'll see you oh- in about twenty years or so, right? Hah, sorry, I shouldn't have said that.
I- I'm sorry. But hey- you can do this. You hear me? Aurora, you can do this. You will do this. You are the strongest girl I've ever met. Don't underestimate your own strength- physical or mental or otherwise. And I will be with you in spirit. In your dreams. I will be waiting for you, and when you come back, I'll still be here. You're the only girl I will ever live for, as long as I live. Fly on, golden girl.
I know that you've seen the worst of the worst. Your heart's been torn before. You've seen heartbreak, agony, terror. You've seen it all. Those creatures won't let you go, so hang onto what you know. Sail on, my golden girl. And fight against all those fears, and never forget I'll be with you in your dreams of a world without a queen.
You'll be glad to know that Dan- he's doing well, and he seems to be coping well with your- well, our separation. Look- I don't know what to call this. But I miss you, and he misses you too. We miss you. I'll be waiting for the light, the one that guides us through the worst of nights in the meantime. And I'll be waiting for the sign that tells me you're coming back to us, finally. And for the sign that you have found peace, harmony, and everything that you've ever wanted.
I don't know what else to say, Aurora, and I'm sorry. I wish I had more to tell you. But this has just turned into yet another letter about how much I miss you. How much this has affected me. How much I hope and hope that you're okay. This is the fifth letter I've drafted. And I'm about ready to just crumple this up and throw it away again, but I've wasted enough ink. I'd better send this before I change my mind. I love you Aurora; don't ever give up.
From-
I won't say, but you know who it's from Aurora
(Oooh, y'all are inspiring me to try and write. Despite my nasty case of writer's block–)
(I might try this)
Different World - Alan Walker
This wasn't supposed to happen. We were supposed to save him. We were supposed to save both of them. But we failed. I guess we can't always be free. We were really stupid when we were kids, running around without a care in the world, making empty promises.
He said he'd never die. He promised. We both watched that promise break right before our eyes. But at least he fulfilled his dream. He had a new family, a new life that stuck with him until the very end.
We'll get stronger for him. For everyone. And when we see our friends again, we'll be ready for a new adventure. A new life. A new era. And we'll meet him again when our dreams are complete. We'll keep going for him.
And I'll protect you with every ounce of strength I have left. I can't lose you, too; I don't know what I would do. I'm taking on the role that they passed down to me. I promise- No. I swear to keep you safe. Through whatever you go through, I'll be there.
I can't promise not to die, but I'll promise that if I die, it'll be so you can live. If I die, keep going. Don't give up hope. Follow your dreams. Never stop. If you ever feel like giving up, remember that we'll be watching over you.
You're all I have left. I love you, little brother.
little do you know that this is based off of One Piece