"Busy" #FlashFiction #Fiction Read the story at ravenapotheosis.com

[note] I’m actually very proud of myself with this one. I ACTUALLY followed the prompt and used a lot from it…

Prompt: “Busy”

“Look pal, I have a lot of homework, so I’m gonna go now, kay?”

Out of the corner of her eye, she could see the thing that kept stalking her and sighed. Up until this point, her life had been carefully mediated so that nothing interesting happened to her, a side effect of…

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*prepares party popper*


*nervously shakes the party popper*


*slowly falls asleep with the party popper*


*has a wonderful night with the party popper*


*gets married to the party popper*

It’s a beautiful evening in February. My wife and I are sitting at the fireplace, when suddenly a terrible image appears on the screen of my computer.

My wife looks at me. As I look in her terrified, cardboard eyes, filled with tears, she takes a deep breath, before saying with her shivering voice “It’s what you’ve always wanted, dear. Do it.” My hands start shaking and a lone tear rolls down my cheek. “I can’t, honey. I’m not like that anymore.” “I will do it.” a small voice behind us says. As I turn around, my eyes cross with my son; our son. “You don’t have to do this, Benedict.” I say, as I hold his hands.
Ignoring what I told him, young Benedict Popper-Are Optional holds my wife’s cardboard body in one hand, and her long, beautiful string in the other. With tears in my eyes, I turn my head away. A loud pop sounds behind me and I watch in terror as I see my wife’s confetti spread across the room.
"It’s what you’ve always wanted, dad…" my son says, putting his small, cardboard hand on my shoulder. "Yes," I say, "but not like this… Never like this…"

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*prepares party popper*

*nervously shakes the party popper*

*slowly falls asleep with the party popper*

*has a wonderful night with the party popper*

*gets married to the party popper*

It’s a beautiful evening in February. My wife and I are sitting at the fireplace, when suddenly a terrible image appears on the screen of my computer.

My wife looks at me. As I look in her terrified, cardboard eyes, filled with tears, she takes a deep breath, before saying with her shivering voice “It’s what you’ve always wanted, dear. Do it.” My hands start shaking and a lone tear rolls down my cheek. “I can’t, honey. I’m not like that anymore.” “I will do it.” a small voice behind us says. As I turn around, my eyes cross with my son; our son. “You don’t have to do this, Benedict.” I say, as I hold his hands.

Ignoring what I told him, young Benedict Popper-Are Optional holds my wife’s cardboard body in one hand, and her long, beautiful string in the other. With tears in my eyes, I turn my head away. A loud pop sounds behind me and I watch in terror as I see my wife’s confetti spread across the room.

"It’s what you’ve always wanted, dad…" my son says, putting his small, cardboard hand on my shoulder. "Yes," I say, "but not like this… Never like this…"

doasdreamrsdo:

falcnpunch:

askradicalgoodspeed:

darthshadow:

Well fuck you too.

For those that do not get this: Bulbasaur is the first on the pokedex, Mew is the genetic ancestor to all Pokemon  Rhydon was the first Pokemon ever created, and Arceus created the universe so it is also technically the first in that came before everything, even space and time. Therefore there is no correct answer

pokemon aint real hows that answer

YOU WATCH YOUR MOUTH

doasdreamrsdo:

falcnpunch:

askradicalgoodspeed:

darthshadow:

Well fuck you too.

For those that do not get this: Bulbasaur is the first on the pokedex, Mew is the genetic ancestor to all Pokemon  Rhydon was the first Pokemon ever created, and Arceus created the universe so it is also technically the first in that came before everything, even space and time. Therefore there is no correct answer

pokemon aint real hows that answer

YOU WATCH YOUR MOUTH

(Source: darth-the-wakener)

"Bread" #Fiction #FlashFiction Read the story at Ravenapotheosis.com

The Prompt: “Train”

A train is the location and shyness is the theme. A mobile phone is an object that plays a part in the story…

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Bread

The smell of fresh bread in the air, a baker lay out trays filled with golden brown rolls before carefully covering each one with an expertly calculated layer of honey while a ten-year-old child watched from around the corner. His eyes glazed and his mouth…

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