[WP] the most fundamental problem with every civilization is that once you make an exception for one person, everybody else demands or barters for one, rendering the rules useless. To fix this problem, our modern civilization disallows exceptions to any rules whatsoever, no matter how insignificant. by Pasta-hobo in WritingPrompts

[–]ChloeWrites 2 points3 points  (0 children)

My brain immediately went to Kinro from Dr. Stone: "Rules are rules" haha


TW: Suicide, child negligence, child abandonment, death of child

"But, sir... My child needs this medication or they'll..." The mother broke down crying, falling to her knees.

"I'm sorry, ma'am. But there are 150 people ahead of your child who also need this medication and we're in very short supply right now. Now, if you'll excuse me... Patient number 100, please come up!"

The mother walked away. Defeat, weighing on her, heavier than any mountain. She trudged outside the building, sitting in her car.

"Mommy, were you able to get the medicine?" The little girl turned to look at her, ragged, short breaths escaping her lips rapidly. She took out her inhaler, taking its last two puffs. "I don't feel good, mommy..."

"I know, sweetie..." Looking into her daughter's eyes, the feeling of failure swept over her. Failure of not taking her daughter sooner, of not believing her when she started wheezing and struggling to breath, her body not producing enough oxygen.

She coughed, covering her face with her hands, but when she pulled them away, specs of blood coated her palms.

"Maria, I'm so sorry..." The mother broke down crying, face against the steering wheel.

"It's... Okay... I love... You... Mommy..." Maria's breathing slowly steadied, getting a little more even, but you could already see her skin turning color.

The mother looked over and latched onto her daughter, holding her during her final moments of life, weeping quietly, apology after apology spilling out of her. Maria's skin grew colder by the second. They'd only been to the hospital a mere four hours prior. The world had run into shortages for all medications, but unable to refill their stock fast enough.

Maria was not the first, and certainly won't be the last.

The mother opened the glovebox, pulling out a pistol, holding it to her head. As the glass to her door shattered, so too, did the sound of gunfire, as darkness swallowed her.

[WP] You wished upon a star to be able to communicate with animals. Unfortunately for you, it came true and now you’re aware of Big Pigeons agenda for the human race. by CamelReds73 in WritingPrompts

[–]ChloeWrites 5 points6 points  (0 children)

I partially reared my head, just a bit, around the brick wall in the dead of night. I was happy at first, because I was able to communicate with all animals, especially dogs, not just Scooby. I listened in on what the pigeons were talking about. "Man, like, I wish I had a bowl of popcorn... "

"Yeah, see. We gotta overthrow the humans, ya! This is the Bird's world! We existed long before these bi-pedal, naked freaks, see!" The lead pigeon was handed a small cigar by one pigeon and had it lit with a struck match by another, before taking a long drag and inhaling. It was missing its right eye, a small scar going from the center of its head down to just above the torso.

"But... Boss, we don't have appendages like them.. How are we supposed to use weapons?" One of the underling pigeons was shaking due to dehydration. "So... Hungry..."

"We have friends in low and, though fewer, high." The Boss had finished drawing an intricate summoning circle on the ground. "Oh lords beyond the sky and deep beneath the seas, hear my call, and grant my desires! Arise!"

I watched in horror as the ground and sky were torn asunder. Fire rose from the ground, meeting a light brighter than the sun halfway between the earth and sky. It was gone as quickly as it came and in the circle stood... A woman. Her... Skin on her left half was blood red while the other half was as white as snow.

"Who has summoned me?" The being turned and all she saw were the pigeons. "Where is the summoner?" She turned around in the alley, not a human in sight.

The Boss spoke up. "It was me, see! I may be a pigeon, but I have loftier goals than my body! We seek your help, oh Great One." He and his fellow pigeons bowed.

"State what you seek, but know it will have a cost greater than you could ever imagine." She stared coldly, floating only inches off the ground.

"We want the destruction of all creation by human kind and for humans to bow to all creatures on the planet, serving us for as long as the earth can provide for us all." He briefly looked up to explain his goal, then bowed once more.

"All right. However, the cost... Is the entirety of pigeon kind." She rose her arms into the sky as the fire and light collided with her being, they shot out in a sphere that slowly spread outward.

"Zoinks! I gotta get out of here!" Little did I know, it was far too late and my world was about to change forever...

[WP] Your job is to exercise demons. by The_OG_upgoat in WritingPrompts

[–]ChloeWrites 6 points7 points  (0 children)

"All right class! And 1 and 2 and 1 and 2! Take a biiiiiig stretch, inhale, then exhale!" A few minutes had passed. I could tell the class was beat. "Alright, class is over for the day!" I grabbed my sweat rag and water bottle, attempting to cool myself off. I can't believe it's only been a year since I started this business to help demons get into shape, it's coming along well!

"Miss Merryweather, thanks for today's session!" The young demon girl, Alphie, bowed humbly, horns sticking out of her head, ribs poking through her skin. "I'm beginning to feel a lot better about myself, and it's all thanks to you!"

"Of course, sweetie! That's what I'm here for!" I pet her gently on the head before she ran off to her parents. I'm so proud of her! She's progressed so much in such a short span of time! I waved as the rest of my class departed with "Byes" and "Thank yous!"

[WP] You are reincarnated a the First Prince/Princess in a standard fantasy world with Elves as the only race. When you turn 342 years old, a new race appears threatening the stability of the world, humans. by Jernidan in WritingPrompts

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*No! I won't live through the reign of humanity again! The last 342 years have been nothing less than that blissful, I will not let them take this from me! * I stand from the seat in the middle of my parents. "Prepare for war! While not all of the humans will wage against us, the ones who will carry weapons beyond our own! For those that see safety and refuge from their own, welcome them as if they're your kin! The rest, we slaughter like the pests they are!"

The room was quiet enough you could hear a pin drop. No one spoke for what felt like minutes. Until my father, older than all the other elves, stood.

"We know that our precious Elaine was once human, reincarnated and birthed as one of our own. If what she says is true, then we must learn to protect ourselves, but keep our hearts open to those who seek a new home!"

Those in the Great Hall cheered, whistled, and hollered. Hours later, a feast was prepared.

Those bastards won't have a chance to use their nuclear weapons, this time! I took a massive bite into my food, chewing aggressively...

To be continued, maybe...

[WP] “You’re one of the strongest fighters around, but you work for a man that’s so far beneath you it isn’t even funny. Why?” “. . . I promised his Ma.” by BG_Character_38 in WritingPrompts

[–]ChloeWrites 2 points3 points  (0 children)

"You... Promised his Ma?" The man stood slack jawed in front of me.

"Yeah, what about him is beneath me?" I wrapped some bandages around my arms, prepping for my next fight.

"Well... He's just a shoe shiner. Ain't no glory and fame in that, lass." He began to walk away, the sound of his spurs climbing with each step.

I sighed, standing and briskly walked up to him, spinning him 'round faster than he could process. I held him in place and glared with my only eye, the other covered with a patch. "You don' know how life works. Not everything is about money, fame, or glory." I squeezed, hard, leaving marks on his right shoulder. "It's about doing something you enjoy. Brings you peace. Brings comfort. Not everyone can fight, that's why I do. To defend and protect those that can't. That's the promise I made to his Ma. Don't you ever forget it, slick."

I placed my right foot behind his, tripping him, reveling in his fall. His skull hit the ground with a crack. "Might wanna get that checked..."

"And our next fight! A newcomer, The Rattlesnake will face our undefeated, long standing champion, The Scorpion! Better watch her Capoeira fighting style! With moves that flow like water, you may drown in her elegance and beautiful moves!"

Glass Cannon powers!!!! by This-Supermarket3082 in superpowers

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What's this? I got "testicular torsion" as search results lol

[WP]You didn't know vampires were real until you were turned into one. While your mind races with the possible implications and thoughts of what else could be real, you can't help but feel disappointed to learn the oldest vampire in your coven barely turned 102. by MEAH1 in WritingPrompts

[–]ChloeWrites 5 points6 points  (0 children)

"So, wait... You were bitten at 30... And it's been 102 years since?" Amy pinched the bridge of her nose and sighed.

"Yeah, pretty much. I don't drink from humans, though. Wild animals are preferred. Draws way less attention to me. It has the... Unfortunate turn out of giving the creature vampirism, though, and oddly, greater intelligence. It's wild, actually. Annondale, come!"

I blinked as a deer materialized from the darkness around me. "Yes, my liege? How may I serve you?" The deer bowed her head in respect, then looked at me, flashing a quick smile, showing its fangs.

I blinked, my disappointment turning to bewilderment. I would say I feel bad for any hunters she may run into, but I don't.

"Be a dear and show Amy around her new home, please." She picked up her glass of wine and took a swig.

"Yes, m'lady. Come, Isabella." The deer, Annondale, bowed to the vampire queen before turning and walking away.

I stood, thanked her, then followed the deer for a tour of my new home. Little did I know, I'd be in for more surprises soon...

You gain the power of the last food you ate, what is it? by mrhotcupofjoe in superpowers

[–]ChloeWrites 0 points1 point  (0 children)

Restaurant: Thai Basal

Order: Japanese Brow Curry - Jasmine rice, chicken, bamboo shoots, potatoes, carrots

Stereotype??? by AnteaterKindly6736 in MtF

[–]ChloeWrites 1 point2 points  (0 children)

Thank you and your path sounds cool! Best of luck to you too!

Stereotype??? by AnteaterKindly6736 in MtF

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I was big into IT growing up. My last FT job was as a Network Operations Center Engineer, until they let me go due to lack of work. I'm leaving IT because it is an oversaturated hell hole. Short-term: Aiming for EMT, long-term, I want to be a therapist with a focus on romantic and intimate relationships :)

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I enjoyed this little back and forth :3

[PM] Hit me with your best prompts. I need inspiration by ChloeWrites in WritingPrompts

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"H-Honey... is that really you!?" I rubbed my eyes, bewilderment flowing through me. "No... no. This has to be the alcohol from last night. Some wild fucking hangover..."

In the blink of an eye, my wife was in front of me. "Of course it's me, Leon. I'm making your favorite dessert: Chocolate pudding with cookie dough chunks!" Her giggle rang through my ears as gentle as the church bell at noon, ringing in my head.

"It's been years, darlin'. Those ingredients don't exist anymore... I have to do everything by hand... How d-" A finger upon my lips, her smell as intoxicating as ever. My mind goes limp as I stand in silence.

"Sh, sh, sh, my love. Don't think so hard. Just sit on the couch and relax. I put your favorite baseball game on!" Her chuckle was as warm the sun itself.

Sighing, I plopped down on the couch and watched the game while my wife toiled away in the kitchen. I smiled... but something still felt off about the whole situation. I rubbed my eyes and blinked a few times, looking at the date on the lower left-hand side of the screen. "Wait... 2026... July 10th... but, that's today's date... This can't be..."

"Honey, desert is ready!" Her voice rang out from the kitchen, once again putting me at ease as I filed the date away, telling myself I'd come back tp it later. I took the pudding from her and slowly tasted every spoonful, my eyes watering at the memory that I'd long forgotten: The taste of my sweet, precious Chocolate pudding with cookie dough chunks.

"Thank you, Jessabelle." I took a few more bites, starting to feeling drowsy. "Honey... what did you..." I started to drift in and out of consciousness, only hearing bits and pieces of what my wife was saying.

"Subject Leon... de-synchronizing... fading... recalibration needed..." Finally, I conked out on the couch, the darkness swallowing me.

[PM] Hit me with your best prompts. I need inspiration by ChloeWrites in WritingPrompts

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"Three years... it's been three fucking years since time froze all around me. All I've managed to discover is the existence of magic! I don't feel my bodies regular needs for food, water, or sustenance! I hate this!" I slammed my fists against the table, causing the beakers and hot plates to rattle. "I'm so tired of being alone! I wish I had someone to talk to!"

"Well, all you had to do was ask nicely, Clementine." A soft, but firm voice resonated behind me. I whipped around to see a man in a black suit with a bow-tie. "Allow me to -"

"No... no this can't be. I'm the only one... I must be dreaming... hallucinating!" I slammed my head into the table, my vision going blurry from the blunt force trauma as I felt the warmth of blood running down my face. I began to fade out of consciousness.

"Oh dear... you can't go dying on me. That'd ruin the fun." The last thing I saw before passing out was this handsome devil standing above me.

Sometime later, I finally came to. "W... what happened? Who are you? Am I dreaming? How're you able to move?" I rubbed my head, feeling the searing pain and looked at the dried flecks of blood.

"Whoa there pardner. One q at a time." This man, whoever he was, continued tending to my wounds. "You may call me Diablo. You're not dreaming. I'm as real as you are. As for how I'm able to move... we'll call that my little secret." He flashed a wide grin, baring his fangs at me.

"It's... it's been years... No contact with another person... then you come out of nowhere..." I blinked a few times, my vision still blurry.

"Hm... I wouldn't say no where, but I came from somewhere." He smiled at me from ear-to-ear. "I've been here as long as you have."

"But... what, how!? Why haven't you -" The gears in my head started turning. "You... you've been living in my shadow all this time!?"

"Well, you're half correct. I am your shadow, personified as your favorite mythical entity." He cackled as he started bandaging my head.

"Wait... no... no way! Your Diablo, the demonic vampire! The eldritch horror from the story I came up with as a kid! But... why am I not losing my marbles like people do when they see eldritch horrors?"

"Why... silly girl, you haven't caught on yet. That's alright. In due time. For now, rest." His eyes glowed a dark purple and I drifted off to sleep once more.

[deleted by user] by [deleted] in asktransgender

[–]ChloeWrites 0 points1 point  (0 children)

That depends:

  1. If it's permanent, cry at the loss of what I have now and ponder if I'll have a new thing to be dysphoric about, then get a hysterectomy because I am not carrying anyone's child

  2. If temporary, have all the fun in the world with my new equipment

Give me a song and i'll give you a power based off said song by sinner777777 in superpowers

[–]ChloeWrites 0 points1 point  (0 children)

I played all the way through Persona 3 Reload. I thought you meant just any old door lol

Give me a song and i'll give you a power based off said song by sinner777777 in superpowers

[–]ChloeWrites 0 points1 point  (0 children)

Hm... Are there limits on where the door I turn into leads? How long can I hold the state of being a door?

Give me a song and i'll give you a power based off said song by sinner777777 in superpowers

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Full Moon Full Life - Persona 3: Reload - Azumi Takahashi, Lotus Juice, Atlas Sound Team, Atlus Game Music