#mastoprompt — Public Fediverse posts

#MastoPrompt
#incline
#writing
#smallstories
#creativewriting
@stevencudahy

#MastoPrompt
#incline
#writing
#smallstories
#creativewriting
@stevencudahy

#MastoPrompt
#incline
#writing
#smallstories
#creativewriting
@stevencudahy

#MastoPrompt
#incline
#writing
#smallstories
#creativewriting
@stevencudahy

#MastoPrompt
#incline
#writing
#smallstories
#creativewriting
@stevencudahy

stock futures —
a steep incline
in treasury yields

#MastoPrompt

stock futures —
a steep incline
in treasury yields

#MastoPrompt

stock futures —
a steep incline
in treasury yields

#MastoPrompt

dismissing the headlines
a clown's bulbous red nose

#MastoPrompt

dismissing the headlines
a clown's bulbous red nose

#MastoPrompt

dismissing the headlines
a clown's bulbous red nose

#MastoPrompt

Some of the lost asked only to be remembered. Others establish kingdoms, and I kneel long after the sovereign has vanished, carrying tribute to an abandoned throne, the old oath continuing to govern when the world that bowed before it is gone. There must be some moment when keeping faith with the lost means releasing the living from its rule.

#MastoPrompt
#fealty
#writing
#smallstories
#creativewriting
@stevencudahy

Some of the lost asked only to be remembered. Others establish kingdoms, and I kneel long after the sovereign has vanished, carrying tribute to an abandoned throne, the old oath continuing to govern when the world that bowed before it is gone. There must be some moment when keeping faith with the lost means releasing the living from its rule.

#MastoPrompt
#fealty
#writing
#smallstories
#creativewriting
@stevencudahy

Some of the lost asked only to be remembered. Others establish kingdoms, and I kneel long after the sovereign has vanished, carrying tribute to an abandoned throne, the old oath continuing to govern when the world that bowed before it is gone. There must be some moment when keeping faith with the lost means releasing the living from its rule.

#MastoPrompt
#fealty
#writing
#smallstories
#creativewriting
@stevencudahy

Some of the lost asked only to be remembered. Others establish kingdoms, and I kneel long after the sovereign has vanished, carrying tribute to an abandoned throne, the old oath continuing to govern when the world that bowed before it is gone. There must be some moment when keeping faith with the lost means releasing the living from its rule.

#MastoPrompt
#fealty
#writing
#smallstories
#creativewriting
@stevencudahy

Some of the lost asked only to be remembered. Others establish kingdoms, and I kneel long after the sovereign has vanished, carrying tribute to an abandoned throne, the old oath continuing to govern when the world that bowed before it is gone. There must be some moment when keeping faith with the lost means releasing the living from its rule.

#MastoPrompt
#fealty
#writing
#smallstories
#creativewriting
@stevencudahy

••⋅☾ #和歌 / #短歌 ☽⋅••

Fealty is noble
To divine choosen ones☽⋅••
What fabricated claims

Cloth woven of gossamer lies
The king has no clothes

••⋅☾ #Tanka ☽⋅••

#Poetry #詩 #NMPoetry #MastoPrompt #Fealty #InkMine #Fabricated

••⋅☾ #和歌 / #短歌 ☽⋅••

Fealty is noble
To divine choosen ones☽⋅••
What fabricated claims

Cloth woven of gossamer lies
The king has no clothes

••⋅☾ #Tanka ☽⋅••

#Poetry #詩 #NMPoetry #MastoPrompt #Fealty #InkMine #Fabricated

••⋅☾ #和歌 / #短歌 ☽⋅••

Fealty is noble
To divine choosen ones☽⋅••
What fabricated claims

Cloth woven of gossamer lies
The king has no clothes

••⋅☾ #Tanka ☽⋅••

#Poetry #詩 #NMPoetry #MastoPrompt #Fealty #InkMine #Fabricated

sycophants
pledging fealty
to an idiot

#MastoPrompt

sycophants
pledging fealty
to an idiot

#MastoPrompt

sycophants
pledging fealty
to an idiot

#MastoPrompt

The institution moved at the speed of liquid methane. Frigid lakes turned beneath an acrid sky. Nothing hurried. Nothing had to. Still, the blows came: window, gate, name, number, wait, each small refusal delivered at a temperature no human being can live. I came carrying a human claim. The machinery had no category for it.

#MastoPrompt
#volley
#writing
#creativewriting
#smallstories
@stevencudahy

It turned out the new rallying cry of Chief Seattle High's volley ball team seattled the victory crown on their heads. Their opponent died laughing at the lyrics of 'Into the "Volley of Death." 1/1

#Wss366 #MastoPrompt #MicroFiction #TootFic #NMFic

Mouse struck a #defiant pose, arms on his hips. "You cannot enter the fort! Only members of the secret club can go in."

Apple looked hurt. "I thought you liked me, Mouse. Is it because I have a limp?"

"Of course not! I do like you. But there are only three seats in the fort. And we didn't think you'd be comfortable standing, you know, because of your leg."

"What if I brought a seat?"

"Oh, that would work. You could join the secret club."

"Will you help me carry it over?"

"Of course!"

#microfiction #MastoPrompt

"Help! There's a demon in my prize-winning garden!"

"What is it?"

"A #hyacinth, best in class."

"... I meant the monster."

"Oh. A goat."

#MastoPrompt #MicroFiction

Rabbits at Tea

6-link #Rengay
(C) Paul David Mena @extraspecialbitter & Nara Moore @NaraMoore
(C) Image: Nara Moore - Seattle Street in Spring with usagi plushies in hyacinths

#Poetry #詩 #NMPoetry #Haiga #俳画 #Photography #マストドン写真部 #写 #UrbanPhotography #都市写真 #Plushie #Plushies #MastoPrompt #Hyacinth #DailyHaikuPrompt 9/9 #Sparrow #Ivy 9/10 #Warbler #Morning #ThingToWriteAbout #Toad #InkMine #Arcane #IsTheOrderARabbit #Rabbit #GochiUsa #Flowers #FlowerScrolling #Garden

The west wind jealous
In his fury killed the one he loved
Shed Hyacinths blood

#MastoPrompt

The name comes from Greek mythology: Hyacinth was killed by Zephyrus, the god of the west wind, jealous of his love for Apollo. He then transformed the drops of Hyacinth's blood into flowers.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hyacinth

Willow Leaves

6-Link #Rengay
(C) 2026 Randy Bradbury @moto17
& Nara Moore @NaraMoore
Image: #ClaudeMonet Lily Pond and Weeping Willow, 1916–1919
& Endless Knot - Rick J. Pellegr,

#dailyhaikuprompt #WillowLeaves #Gusty #MastoPrompt #whisk #Dharma #Buddhist #Willow #Poetry #詩 #NMPoetry #Haiga #俳画

Seen & Unseen

6-link #Rengay
(C) Paul David Mena @extraspecialbitter & Nara Moore @NaraMoore

#Poetry #詩 #NMPoetry #thingstowriteabout #bread #MastoPrompt #vssdaily #Celebration #Haiga #俳画 #Photography #マストドン写真部 #写真 #Wedding #Ancestors #Food

The diner smacked his lips. "This #fillet steak is marvellous." He raised his voice. "Well done, in the kitchen!"

The chef stormed out. "Idiot! Boor! It was perfectly rare."

#MastoPrompt #MicroFiction

summer's arrival
tender paws on hot pavement
cool off in the grass!

#dailyhaikuprompt - time / cool off
#MastoPrompt - arrival

ART
https://fineartamerica.com/featured/soft-blue-dog-paw-sharon-cummings.html

#dog #dogs #dogsofmastodon #dogsittergifts #gifts #woof #doggies #puppy #puppies #puppylove #doglove #doglovers #doglover #dogpaw #dogmom #dogdad #blue #animallover #animallovers #homedecor #pet #pets #summer #summertme #heat #poetry #poet #poets #poem #poems #haiku #smallpoem #smallpoems #shortpoem #shortpoems #SharonCummingsArt

So misunderstood
wanton judgement and cold stares
your light shines brighter

#MastoPrompt - wanton
#dailyhaikuprompt - cold / cookout

ART

https://fineartamerica.com/featured/sighkadelic-sunflower-girl-art-sharon-cummings.html

#art #artwork #fediart #mastoart #sun #sunshine #sunrise #selfcare #selflove #selfesteem #healing #healingjourney #resilence #strong #flower #flowers #floral #garden #gardens #colorful #colorfulart #poetry #poet #poets #poem #poems #haiku #shortpoems #shortpoem #smallpoems #smallpoem #SharonCummingsArt #hope #faith #love #yellow

#MastoPrompt 6/25

Riding Double

#FanFiction #AdachiToShimamura

“Look where you’re going,” Shimamura yelled, the wind tearing at her words.

She’d never been sure how Adachi steered the bike while looking at her. That question was now burning up the circuits of her brain, red lights flashing. It took a lot for that to happen. Normally, her brain was half asleep. On a good day, it might be 90% awake, but at the moment, it was running at 200% wakefulness.

It took an intersection full of trucks at the bottom of a hill to wake her up like that. “This is why the school forbade riding double,” she thought. Too late to worry about that—Adachi was staring at her, and the trucks were rumbling past.

“Brake! Brake! Brake!” she yelled.

Adachi blinked and froze. “Never yell at Adachi,” Shimamura thought too late.

“Trucks,” she said, just loud enough to be heard over the rushing air. A small part of her brain analyzed what was happening and marveled at her self-control.

She almost added, “I’ll let you sit between my legs” as a bribe. “No, no, no!” That small part of her brain panicked, screaming. “She’ll freeze.” As though she hadn’t already. But the comment would have locked Adachi into a glacial winter. Its icy depths would have someday yielded mastodons, and a mangled Shimamura.

Adachi looked forward and slammed on the brakes, #decelerating suddenly.

Shimamura—

                      sailing—

                                over—

                                      Adachi—

                                                handlebars.

Time seemed to stop, and a little girl with sparkling blue hair appeared floating in the air. Shimamura drifted into her arms.

“It’s destiny.”

@stevencudahy
#MicroFiction #NMPrompts #NMMP #SliceOfLife #AdachiAndShimamura #安達としまむら #Yuri #Amine #LightNovel #Manga

#Mastoprompt #CARNIVAL 2/2

Adachi at Sunset <Continued from Part 1 above)

“Cute,” Shimamura thought while studying Adachi’s face. The golden light lit it up, highlighting the features she loved. “How did I get so lucky?” The words almost slipped out. “What the heck,” she thought and said it.

Adachi blushed redder than the rose-tinted clouds outside their window. Shimamura smiled. No one but Adachi affected her that way.

Shimamura tried not to tease her wife too much. It was fun, but dangerous. Too much teasing could put Adachi out of action for hours. Once she had gone too far, causing Adachi to bang her head against the wall. That wasn’t fun at all and had terrified her.

“So what were you thinking about?” she asked.

Adachi just looked down and tugged harder on her hair.

“Okay, that’s not working,” Shimamura thought. She took a piece of paper she had been jotting notes on, walked over, and handed it and a pen to Adachi.

“Write it down for me. Pweese.” Shimamura had learned that writing sometimes helped. “Pweese” was a risk. Adachi could never resist when she said it like that — unless her brain melted. And that was a real risk.

That time she had frozen in the middle of the grocery store had been a nightmare. Or when she hid in the stationery store. Who would’ve thought a place that small had such a good hiding spot?

Fortunately, Adachi survived the massive brain storm “Pweese” produced and made several attempts at writing. She’d start writing, pause, then furiously scratch it out. She finally took a deep breath and hurriedly wrote something.

Shimamura had been waiting for that and snatched the paper before Adachi could scribble it out.

Shimamura read, “I was remembering how you looked at the CARNIVAL.”

“You mean when we kiss under the sunset?” Shimamura asked.

That was too much for poor Adachi, who dove under her blanket, the one with the horrible Shimamura store logo in big letters.

#MicroFiction #NMPrompts #NMMP #SliceOfLife #AdachiToShimamura #AdachiAndShimamura #安達としまむら #Yuri #Amine #LightNovel #Manga #FanFiction #AutisticCharacters #ActuallyAutistic

#Mastoprompt #CARNIVAL 1/2

Adachi at Sunset

“I hate this,” Shimamura grumbled. “When you get off work, that should be it. It’s worse than school. At least I could fall asleep pretending I was working on homework. My boss will yell at…”

Shimamura looked up from her papers scattered on the table to Adachi, who was on the couch with her favorite blanket. Adachi was staring vacantly past her. It was still embarrassing how Adachi would stare at her while pretending to watch TV, but Shimamura was used to it. Looking past her was a new, irritating surprise.

“What are you looking at?” Shimamura asked.

As expected, Adachi’s eyes darted around, and she tugged at her hair.

Not receiving an answer, Shimamura looked behind her. “Wow, glorious.” It was indeed. Golden light illuminated the sky and red tinted the edges of the clouds.

“Were you admiring the sunset?” Adachi was usually oblivious to things like that, so Shimamura’s curiosity was piqued.

Adachi shook her head yes and then violently no. “No,” she muttered, looking both alarmed and confused.

Part 1 <Continued>

#MicroFiction #NMPrompts #NMMP #SliceOfLife #AdachiToShimamura #AdachiAndShimamura #安達としまむら #Yuri #Amine #LightNovel #Manga #FanFiciction #AutisticCharacters #ActuallyAutistic

@stevencudahy

#MastoPrompt #Salve #Poetry #Writing #Poem #SmallPoem #Politics

@stevencudahy

#MastoPrompt #Salve #Poetry #Writing #Poem #SmallPoem #Politics

@stevencudahy

#MastoPrompt #Salve #Poetry #Writing #Poem #SmallPoem #Politics

@stevencudahy

#MastoPrompt #Salve #Poetry #Writing #Poem #SmallPoem #Politics

@stevencudahy

#MastoPrompt #Salve #Poetry #Writing #Poem #SmallPoem #Politics

#MastoPrompt -#recoil
#MastoPrompt

From school dinners past,
Recoiling from the odour,
Macaroni Cheese!

🤢🤮

#Writing #SmallPoem #Poetry #Fiction #MicroFiction #SmallStories

"Yes, I'm sure." I drop my signet ring on the table.

A #flicker of contempt adorns your lips. "After this, you're out. Throw."

I toss. The disc spins in the air.

You snap, "Heads."

It thunks down. I see an #angelic face, rather than a #demonic tail.

"Damn!" I say.

"You're not that lucky." You slip the ring on your finger.

I hurry out. Once I'm well away, I trigger the ring.

Mission accomplished.

#MastoPrompt #MicroFiction @tanweerdar

@tanweerdar

Her angelic face put him off initially;
Too young, too innocent,
Somewhere no man should go,
So he ignored her as she rushed,
All ponytail and swaying limbs,
Another jogger outside the office,
Until she pushed past him in a haze
Of sweat and stale perfume.

He was angry at the push,
The ignorance, until he saw her,
Crashed in the chair in the office,
A towel around her shoulders, and
Sadness in her limbs. Beauty,
She said, is a vicious curse.

#MastoPrompt #poetry #angelic

= stone cold =

dehydrated angels
crisp wafer on my lips
all alcohol and salt, taste
the tidal beaches of your face
stone cold downdraughts
and peeling heartless bells
all absent songs of solace
in this mourning place

https://clover.serveblog.net/w0dz/stone-cold

@tanweerdar

#MastoPrompt #angelic #poetry #smallpoems
#wrdz

The naked, star-pricked sky
sucks the heat from the departed day,
sends the temperature plummeting,
scattering a crystal crust
on green leaves burning brown,
to die on Winter's frozen ground.

#MastoPrompt #Plummeting #SmallPoems #Poetry

You go #plummeting from the heights of bliss
with a confidence that cannot miss.
Now, face-down in a familiar pit,
you see your boldness was gravely amiss.

#MastoPrompt #BipolarDisorder #poem

I could tell you it was the polio, but it was more my precarious sense of balance when, as a toddler, I scaled to the top step of our stairs and then, feeling so proud to have made it, suddenly realizing I'd lost my concentration and, in moments frozen in memory, I fell backwards, bumping tumbling #plummeting rolling down the stairs to the bottom.

It happened, I am told, every time one woman from town happened to drop by. She was so unnerved, she stopped visiting.

True story. #MastoPrompt

Plummeting through infinity
Questions of masculinity and femininity
No longer remain
as we strive to attain
The long-promised goal of divinity

#MastoPrompt
#plummeting
#SmallPoems

Plummeting into
Love with him again, this life:
Inevitable.

#poetry
#MastoPrompt
#plummeting
#BonusRound