WritingPrompts

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[WP] You run an underground fight club for the supernatural. A new patron approaches you at the end of the night and asks why you don't enter the fights. After explaining you're human the patron looks at you with confusion. "No, you most definitely aren't kid".	2266
[WP] It's the end of the world. Every human is getting paired up with an 'other' - alien, demon, fae, you get the idea - to maintain the human genome. Today's the day you meet yours.	49
[WP] You're a nightmare. Literally. You're too good at your job, resulting in untold loneliness. Even nightmares deserve to be happy, right?	30
[WP] You walk through your front door but instead of the outside world you find yourself in a room with five very different looking doors. Your way back has disappeared. There's only one way out, you must choose a door.	15
[WP] Life as we know it is over. The supernatural roam the earth. Amongst the chaos you find yourself the lone mortal in a roadside dive bar.	15
[WP] Your head feels heavy in your hands. Your fingers are wet with tears, the sharp metallic tang of blood is all you can smell. Footsteps approach but you don't care enough to look. Strong, clean hands are carefully prying your face free, you look up. "There you are."	10
[WP] "It's you." Your eyes widen and your pulse stacattos. "Of course it's me darling." he replies, the mate mark glowing on his forearm, the twin of your own. You can barely get your reply past your lips, "But that's...impossible..."	10
[WP] You toss and turn trying to get back to sleep. Frigid air hits the exposed skin of your tangled legs. You bolt upright, it was a balmy summer night when you went to bed. Candlelight surrounds you, only bright enough so you can make out a looming figure on the other side of the room...	1
[WP] "You have a choice to make." The creature's grin cracks it's cheeks. "What will it be kid? By the looks of that pool of blood I'd say you don't have much longer to decide."	1

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