Daily Writing Prompt Thread Thingy It'll Be Fun

[Somewhere_In_The_Clouds]

It doesnt have to be a sentence necessarily right? I could be something like, ‘make the beginning and end sentence the same’, or like, a word for the vibe or mood, for example ‘desperate’. Idk, just some thoughts

I almost said something like this
I have a character it would be fun to try and write with but she's sorta... mute... can't do dialogue with her

 

[NC_Quail]

That is.... Wow. I wish I was that good.

Thank you, I’m glad you enjoyed it. I was a little worried because, a lot of time what happens to me is, my 1am self is like, “this is the greatest thing ever!”, and then my sane daytime self is like “what the heck is this crap?”

 

[NC_Quail]

I love how it comes full circle in the end!

I had trouble with that part, after going on the whole stream-of-consciousness rambling. Thanks =)

 

[NC_Quail]

How about this one? It's inspired by one of my favorite songs.

"I don't want you, but I need you. You know it's you that brings me back here."

(Edited to make it a little longer)

This is a great prompt but I don’t think I’ll have time to write anything today. Granted I said the same thing yesterday but…

 

[Lacy Duckwing]

How about this one? It's inspired by one of my favorite songs.

"I don't want you, but I need you. You know it's you that brings me back here."

(Edited to make it a little longer)

"I don't want you, but I need you. You know it's you that brings me back here."
"Uh, yep," Macaw rolled out from under my SUV and grabbed a tool. "Ain't no other mechanic around here." He rolled back under. "And I need to pay off my bill, so we're both happy, hey?"
"Yeah," I walked over and placed my back against the dirty tire. Miss Kitty stretched from her perch on the tool-covered counter, giving me a look like she was every bit as suspicious as I was.
"But why?" I asked. "Why are you messing up on my car every single time? Everyone tells me to stay away from you, but my car won't drive far enough to find another mechanic."
A long silence followed. Even Miss Kitty didn't move. I stood there waiting, but not even a tool turned.
"Macaw?"
He rolled out and sat up. "So you're saying I'm a bad mechanic?"
"You stole Ted's engine!" I left the tire, arms out. "Yeah, I'm saying you're a bad mechanic! If you did your job right, I'd never come back! I need my SUV to get up into those Mountains, and no SUV means no job."
Macaw tapped his foot on the floor and glanced over his shoulder at his beloved cat. A silent chuckle in his throat pushed a smile onto his face. "So, you see what you're saying here," he grabbed my running board and pulled himself up. "If I did my job right, I'd lose my only customer, correct? You don't want me, but you obviously need me, and I need you. I'm not going to lose you just because you can get a little further than Shiloh. It's a no-brainer, really."
I bobbed my head side-to-side and leaned back against my tire. He always won and there was nothing I could do about it. We needed each other so here we were, both working on his bill whether we wanted to or not. How I wish I never helped him pay off his bail! Probably could have afforded a brand new SUV if I hadn't!
"So there," Macaw sat back down on his roller. "I'll fix your SUV enough to get you up in the Mountains for a few days, and when something goes wrong with it, bring it back and I'll fix the part again. Sounds like a deal?"
I looked at his black ceiling and shrugged. If only the last mechanic didn't abandon his business to this outlaw. "Deal."

 

[Amer]

"I don't want you, but I need you. You know it's you that brings me back here."
"Uh, yep," Macaw rolled out from under my SUV and grabbed a tool. "Ain't no other mechanic around here." He rolled back under. "And I need to pay off my bill, so we're both happy, hey?"
"Yeah," I walked over and placed my back against the dirty tire. Miss Kitty stretched from her perch on the tool-covered counter, giving me a look like she was every bit as suspicious as I was.
"But why?" I asked. "Why are you messing up on my car every single time? Everyone tells me to stay away from you, but my car won't drive far enough to find another mechanic."
A long silence followed. Even Miss Kitty didn't move. I stood there waiting, but not even a tool turned.
"Macaw?"
He rolled out and sat up. "So you're saying I'm a bad mechanic?"
"You stole Ted's engine!" I left the tire, arms out. "Yeah, I'm saying you're a bad mechanic! If you did your job right, I'd never come back! I need my SUV to get up into those Mountains, and no SUV means no job."
Macaw tapped his foot on the floor and glanced over his shoulder at his beloved cat. A silent chuckle in his throat pushed a smile onto his face. "So, you see what you're saying here," he grabbed my running board and pulled himself up. "If I did my job right, I'd lose my only customer, correct? You don't want me, but you obviously need me, and I need you. I'm not going to lose you just because you can get a little further than Shiloh. It's a no-brainer, really."
I bobbed my head side-to-side and leaned back against my tire. He always won and there was nothing I could do about it. We needed each other so here we were, both working on his bill whether we wanted to or not. How I wish I never helped him pay off his bail! Probably could have afforded a brand new SUV if I hadn't!
"So there," Macaw sat back down on his roller. "I'll fix your SUV enough to get you up in the Mountains for a few days, and when something goes wrong with it, bring it back and I'll fix the part again. Sounds like a deal?"
I looked at his black ceiling and shrugged. If only the last mechanic didn't abandon his business to this outlaw. "Deal."

Wow, that was hilarious!!

 

[NC_Quail]

"I don't want you, but I need you. You know it's you that brings me back here."
"Uh, yep," Macaw rolled out from under my SUV and grabbed a tool. "Ain't no other mechanic around here." He rolled back under. "And I need to pay off my bill, so we're both happy, hey?"
"Yeah," I walked over and placed my back against the dirty tire. Miss Kitty stretched from her perch on the tool-covered counter, giving me a look like she was every bit as suspicious as I was.
"But why?" I asked. "Why are you messing up on my car every single time? Everyone tells me to stay away from you, but my car won't drive far enough to find another mechanic."
A long silence followed. Even Miss Kitty didn't move. I stood there waiting, but not even a tool turned.
"Macaw?"
He rolled out and sat up. "So you're saying I'm a bad mechanic?"
"You stole Ted's engine!" I left the tire, arms out. "Yeah, I'm saying you're a bad mechanic! If you did your job right, I'd never come back! I need my SUV to get up into those Mountains, and no SUV means no job."
Macaw tapped his foot on the floor and glanced over his shoulder at his beloved cat. A silent chuckle in his throat pushed a smile onto his face. "So, you see what you're saying here," he grabbed my running board and pulled himself up. "If I did my job right, I'd lose my only customer, correct? You don't want me, but you obviously need me, and I need you. I'm not going to lose you just because you can get a little further than Shiloh. It's a no-brainer, really."
I bobbed my head side-to-side and leaned back against my tire. He always won and there was nothing I could do about it. We needed each other so here we were, both working on his bill whether we wanted to or not. How I wish I never helped him pay off his bail! Probably could have afforded a brand new SUV if I hadn't!
"So there," Macaw sat back down on his roller. "I'll fix your SUV enough to get you up in the Mountains for a few days, and when something goes wrong with it, bring it back and I'll fix the part again. Sounds like a deal?"
I looked at his black ceiling and shrugged. If only the last mechanic didn't abandon his business to this outlaw. "Deal."

The mechanic keeps breaking the car

 

[Isabella6Storm4]

I forgooooot to write today. I shall do it tomorrow. Cuz I’m sleepy rn and anything I put on paper won’t be decipherable lol

 

[Somewhere_In_The_Clouds]

How about this one? It's inspired by one of my favorite songs.

"I don't want you, but I need you. You know it's you that brings me back here."

(Edited to make it a little longer)

I squeezed my eyes closed tighter. I wanted cry out, to scream, but it took every ounce of strength to simply keep breathing. The cold wall against my back and the floor beneath me were the only things reminding me of reality.

Thoughts, lies, doubts, swirled around me internally. Pulling me along deeper to the place I didn't want to be.

I don't want You. But I want to want You, I need You. I began to plead, hands clutched to my head tightly. I forced air into my lungs in gasps and back out between sobs. You know it's You that brings me back here.

And you know why I bring you here.

The raging thoughts slowed for a brief moment at the soft voice.

“My grace is sufficient for thee...”

“For Your strength is made perfect in weakness.” I whispered, steadying myself. Speaking over the thoughts before they could drown everything again. “For when I am weak, then I am strong.”

 

[Amer]

I squeezed my eyes closed tighter. I wanted cry out, to scream, but it took every ounce of strength to simply keep breathing. The cold wall against my back and the floor beneath me were the only things reminding me of reality.

Thoughts, lies, doubts, swirled around me internally. Pulling me along deeper to the place I didn't want to be.

I don't want You. But I want to want You, I need You. I began to plead, hands clutched to my head tightly. I forced air into my lungs in gasps and back out between sobs. You know it's You that brings me back here.

And you know why I bring you here.

The raging thoughts slowed for a brief moment at the soft voice.

“My grace is sufficient for thee...”

“For Your strength is made perfect in weakness.” I whispered, steadying myself. Speaking over the thoughts before they could drown everything again. “For when I am weak, then I am strong.”

I also was inspired to do something faith related but it's bad...

Spoiler

A sheep stumbled over the dark dunes, pale hair glinting in the light of the quarter moon. His tiny hooves felt too small for the desert expanse, and with every step he took they sunk into the sand. His dreams of finding greener pasture had evaporated like the moisture that had once coated his tongue. Now it was dry as sand. Sand coated his mouth, it coated everything. He blinked away sand, shook it out of his ears, trying to find some oasis, some last desperate hope in this desert. I never should have left the Shepherd, he thought. It's true there was never much to eat in that part of the desert, but there was enough, and he always led us to fresh water. He knew the way. I didn't want to go through the desert. I thought I could find a better way, I thought I could find lush meadows. But I don't know the way. I only got deeper into the desert. I only got lost. He ached to see another face.
"Help!" he cried into the dark. "Help! I'm lost! I don't know the way, Shepherd, save me!"
Of course, no one could hear him. There was nothing for miles around, nothing he could see in all that darkness, anyway.
“I need you,” he whispered. “I thought I could go my own way, but I was wrong.”
He could go on walking, not knowing where he was going, getting himself even more lost, or he could stop. If he went on much longer he'd collapse anyway. There was one thing left to do. He laid down, closing his eyes to the dark. He didn't have much longer before he perished of thirst.
Strong arms wrapped around his body and lifted him up.
He opened his eyes to see the Shepherd. "I am sorry," said the sheep. "I will never leave you again."
And the Shepherd pulled out a skin of cool water and he drank, suckling like he was again a little lamb. And the Shepherd carried him back to the
flock.