a prompt a day for 2026: 365 days of prompts
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prompt: morning coffee “Good morning.” The only response he got was a tired grunt. The tired grunt of a man who didn’t want to be up yet, and saw no point in being out of bed at that current time. “Why are you awake?” “Why are you awake?” Shane smiled at Ilya’s response and the gentle kiss to his shoulder as he continued to read through the instructions, trying to commit the process to memory before trying to make anything. Compared to the grinder, this one seemed a lot more complicated— “What is that?”
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prompt: anxious spiral Shane had many fears. He didn’t show them. He never did. Showing his fears would be a sign of weakness, something that other people could exploit, and then once it was exploited… he was unsafe. What would he do? His world would change, everything would shift, and he’d have to make up whole new routines to go with this whole new reality of everything knowing his fears and anticipate who would use them against him, and who wouldn’t (out of the goodness of their hearts). And then that special third category of those who could use his fears against him, but would instead hold it all against him like blackmail, ready to use against him the moment they wanted something from him. No, it was much safer for Shane to hide his fears, to keep them all locked up in a little box in his chest so that no one could ever see them, so that they never saw the light of day. Then he was safe, then he couldn’t be exploited, then he kept looking strong and people didn’t come against him or use him for their own gain. It was what was best for him.
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prompt: sugar crash “So there’s dinner on the stove, in case you two are hungry — yes, even your shitty birdseed, Shane — and extras for the kids but they’ve all eaten.” Hayden was grabbing stuff and shoving it away as he spoke, clearing up the lounge so that it was somewhat presentable. “Most of their toys are in the den, but they can have two each in the lounge — two — at any one time. Don’t let them tell you otherwise. Bedtime is at seven, they will try to stay up later. There will be many tricks, don’t fall for a single one of them. “Arthur’s potty just got emptied — he took a massive—” “Dump,” Shane cut in as he bounced Amber in his arms. Jackie was still near enough, he thought, to hear him. Amber couldn’t talk but she could babble. Hayden already had three dollars in that jar in the past five minutes. “—shit just before dinner,” Hayden continued, ignoring Shane’s correction. Fourth dollar in the jar.
- Part 11 of a prompt a day for 2026: 365 days of prompts
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