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RabbitAWritter t1_iy6bd1h wrote

Reply to [WP] Every time you cooked over a campfire, you would throw some food into the fire as an offering to the gods. One evening, just as you're about to perform your little campfire ritual, you hear a voice behind you say "You know, I would very much prefer my food un-burnt." by DragoTheFloof

It was silent, I liked silent, that's why I camped so much. I read somewhere that you should always offer a bit of food into your Campfire, it's an offer to the gods, I thought it was just a hox, but one night I found myself doing it, and I just went with it, I didn't mind, it was never much.

One night, my final night before I packed up in the morning, I broke off a piece of the bread and bacon that I had cooked. Getting up from my seat, walking to the slowly dying fire, about to toss a piece in, then a voice rang out
"You know, I would very much enjoy un-burnt food offerings."
Jumping out of my skin, stumbling back a bit, tripping over the rock barrier for the fire, nearly falling into the flames before a hand caught and pulled me away.
"I'd also enjoy if one of the only people who actually did the offerings this way, didn't become one themself."
The voice chuckled, backing away when I was steady enough. Now actually seeing the person, the figure? God? Yes, God, that's what he was.

He took a seat in the empty chair next to mine. One I left out for the visiting ghosts, spirits, demons, now apparently a God. He patted my seat, I walked over and sat down in it.
"So, what god are you?" I asked looking up at the God, he laughed, or maybe it was a chuckle? His voice was so loud, booming, so both could be used.
"I am the God of all things related to fire! Lava, fire, stuff like that! That's why I've been the one who received majority of your offerings!"
He laughed; I couldn't help but feel embarrassed, all the small food I've given for some reason actually landed into the God's hands, wishing I had at least offered at least a little bit more to him.

We spent the night talking, I told him why I camped often, he was amused to say the least. As the morning sun rose, I told him I needed to get packing, or at least sleep a bit before.
"Pity! I was having fun."
He groaned; I couldn't help but snicker.
"Oh, I'll be out here again sooner or later. Not like it's going to be years."
I rolled my eyes, an idea dawned on him.
"Maybe I don't leave! I've listened and watched you when I get your offerings, want a cat?"
He asked, smirking, I was now, scared and nervous.
"I am a GOD! If I want to turn into a cat, so be it!"
He laughed, and like a blur, he was a cat, a Ragdoll from what I could tell. He hopped up onto my leg, climbing up before I picked him up, a little embarrassed.

We got home about midday and setting him on the ground, he began to roam around my house as I went to put everything away, when I came back, he was sitting on the counter.
"Off the counter, come on."
I sighed, he smirked, not moving, swishing his tail back and forth. Grabbing something in the cabinet, filling it with water, turning around and facing the fire god, his face dropping, he jumped and ran, I fallowed laughing, spraying him with water before he disappeared. Literally into thin air. Standing there confused, looking around, suddenly picked up by the fire god himself, in human version. Both of you laughing, water dripping from his hair.

Years passed, you kept the offering up, and the fire god grew stronger, who's name you learned was Adara, became friends, growing stronger and tighter. But you grew ill, your lunges became weak, and you couldn't travel as you once did. Adara was concerned, now alive through the bonfires in your yard, but he returned to the heavens, he didn't have enough strength to stay, he watched you, he called to you, trying so hard to get to you when you collapsed, when you were hospitalized. The other gods and goddesses grew confused on why Adara was acting like so to a mortal, but yet, they never felt what he did, cared for and treated so human like, it made his heart swell.

He was there for you, he greeted you at the gates of heaven, you cried, both of you. He was with you again, his friend a mortal friend. He never let go for so long, until the passed of your own loved ones found and greeted you themselves. You where safe now, at least you wouldn't burn Adara's food again.

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spiritAmour t1_iy6b9ok wrote

Reply to comment by Rupertfroggington in [WP] Every time you cooked over a campfire, you would throw some food into the fire as an offering to the gods. One evening, just as you're about to perform your little campfire ritual, you hear a voice behind you say "You know, I would very much prefer my food un-burnt." by DragoTheFloof

i always used my free award today, so take this poor-man's award 🥇 i really liked this :)

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Reply to [WP] A popular girl bullies a nerdy boy to hide her feelings but eventually decides to corner him. She tells him how she really feels and asks him out. The two of them end up together. by Wansaeng

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Reply to [WP] You and your best friend are Rangers, but one of you uses guns and the other bows and slings. Your arguments over either school of weaponry has at last reached boiling point. by 28th_Stab_Wound

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Gaia0416 t1_iy6ann9 wrote

Reply to comment by Crystal1501 in [WP] As a vampire, I follow traditions. My fiancé is human and just found out that human brides/grooms are to be bit to become a vampire themselves. She absolutely refuses to let that happen, and says the wedding is off unless I refuse to bite her. I feel like she's disrespecting tradition. AITA? by Crystal1501

You knew her family was Italian going into the relationship. Her mother's garlic knots are legendary. You want literal blood letting at the wedding supper, but no garlic knots? Who's disrespecting tradition more?

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Zahirico1 t1_iy6aln9 wrote

Reply to [WP] A law passed several years ago to assist in redistributing wealth; any one can challenge the wealthy to a game, and if they win, they get a chunk of their money. by redbanditttttttt

Me : I challenge you to a game of truco richie macmoney R: What are you talking? That's not even a game .he can't do that!
Judge: You know the rules to be qualified as a game it need to exist for a period of time superior to 3 years and at least 1 million people need to know how to play. Choose another game. Me: well truco it's the most popular cars game in Argentina and is at least 50 years old. Here's is the wikipedia page of the game. Judge: Well this is unexpected but it indeed qualified as a valid game R:but that's not fair I don't even know how to play Judge: According to the rules you have 30 minutes to learn how to play and you are allow fo read them during the game if you forget something. R:Dont think you won just because I am not familiar with this truco. 30 minutes later Me: let's play richie! R: I'm gonna destroy you

ME *The thing is I never told riche that in truco cheating is legal. Well I can tell him after the game *

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TheMadBagBoy t1_iy6af7q wrote

Reply to [WP] You're a 'comically incompetent' supervillain for a group of C-List heroes. They are no real threat to you, so you endure their childish speeches. However, when the heroes raid the civilian business you run on the side and injure your employees, you decide to take yourself seriously for once. by Informal_Ad_6157

crack

Crack

Crack

" Please I beg you stop!" mighty lad screamed. A steel cane rams into his jaw

"Martha, Benjamin, Alice, Steven" the wack hatter mutters

Mere hours ago Angelstar wack hatter's boutique cosplay shop was attacked by the league of cool crime stoppers. The employees were beaten to within an inch of there lives and arrested and now sit in jail for aiding a criminal.

"How did you know" wack hatter growled

"We have been watching you for a while now you're movements your identity is not so secret Dennis" " So you assumed my employees had anything to do with my other life you fools" wack hatter sighs

"They helped you move glycerin into warehouses your going to bomb the mayor's home" mighty lad wheezed out "We sell soap" "What" "Glycerin it's one the main ingredients in soap it was Martha's soap actually"

"That doesn't change the fact it can be used to make bombs Martha was probably your second in command"

Whack hatter growing angrier by each word muttered by this wannabe beat cop. Yells " She was pregnant you piece of shit" "What" "When she was arrested she called me the beating you gave Martha led her to going in the hospital" "Oh no no no" "She miscarried, a beacon of hope destroyed a soon to be family even my origin is happier than that" "Oh God why this was superwonder's idea we were just following her orders." "During our call we spoke of revenge and how she wants to murder each one of you. You, mighty lad are the first to fall and soon this whole city" With one solid whack from his cane whack hatter killed mighty lad instantly leaving a crater in his skull. After the killing only one thought bounced around Whack hatter's skull "How the fuck do you make bombs out of glycerin"

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purduephotog t1_iy69lfs wrote

Reply to comment by asolitarycandle in [WP] Every time you cooked over a campfire, you would throw some food into the fire as an offering to the gods. One evening, just as you're about to perform your little campfire ritual, you hear a voice behind you say "You know, I would very much prefer my food un-burnt." by DragoTheFloof

>“Till your next offering!” a small, wispy voice carried on the wind behind the cat.

Heh, oh that poor kid!

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Suspicious-Dentist-1 t1_iy69iu2 wrote

Reply to comment by --BeePBooP- in [WP] You have been resurrected and the first thing you see is a city full of anthropomorphic creatures, they swarm around you as you are the first human they have ever seen, "I have heard of these unusual creatures, but I never knew they were this weird and fleshy!" by ramsymaulana

“That’s right we are going back in time to rescue humanity” - random unsuspecting anthropomorphic red turkey

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purduephotog t1_iy69cka wrote

Reply to comment by Rupertfroggington in [WP] Every time you cooked over a campfire, you would throw some food into the fire as an offering to the gods. One evening, just as you're about to perform your little campfire ritual, you hear a voice behind you say "You know, I would very much prefer my food un-burnt." by DragoTheFloof

>I want to struggle, fight, I want to ask a hundred questions, but a tiredness floods my veins and I fall slowly back on the bed of weeds.

Wow. This is great work- thank you!

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Tediore_Broosevelt t1_iy68jh9 wrote

Reply to [WP] "Make a deal with the devil before you make a deal with the fae. The devil may take your soul, but that will be all. The fae will make you forget your name, your family, your life. It watch as you descend into madness, all for a laugh..." by ULTRAPUNK18

It was a beautiful clear day foraging in the woods for Tarin,

But as Tarin wandered through the woods he became increasingly lost.

"I swear this is the path I came in on...." he muttered quietly to himself as he continued on.

He'd been in search of a particular kind of mushroom and had the fortune to find it, but not the way out. Many claimed these woods were full of playful, mischievous sprites and spirits, creating a mysterious kind of danger unlike anywhere else.

If one were to tamper with the woods, they might face magical misfortune.

Tarin was not one for believing in bewitching woods, and wandered unwittingly further into the woods

In the thicker vegetation he began to hear a a faint whispering, childlike and high pitched. Words slinked through the air, "It's you! YOU! YOUUUU who stole our shroom!"

"Bah! Must be hearing things, I've done this a thousand times before!" Marin proclaimed.

Again, words on the wind whispered "You made a deal, made a DEAAALLL! You took from use, you're deal ISSSS MADDDEEE! The woods will take from you too!"

Beyond the dark branches Tarin supposedly saw bluish green flickering in the air. Little light orbs floating in the air with what looked like attached wings. But he shrugged it off for exhaustion; foraging for a day was no easy task.

"I'll be home in no time with my usual bounty, all in a day's work!"

He strode further into the woods. As he sat on a stump to rest he heard childish laughing and saw more of the blue green orbs hanging in the air.

"I'll just gather myself here with a tiny nap then be on my way" He yawned and made as comfortable as he could.

Tiny voices exclaimed "Yes! YES! You would take from us and we will take of you! The woods can always use more creatures."

The same blue-green light enveloped Tarin as he slept, and where once was Tarin now rested a curled up racoon encircling its prize of the day, a rare mushroom that belonged to the woods as now did the racoon.

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Reply to [WP] A law passed several years ago to assist in redistributing wealth; any one can challenge the wealthy to a game, and if they win, they get a chunk of their money. by redbanditttttttt

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liltooclinical t1_iy675ro wrote

Reply to [WP] An r/WritingPrompts user struggles to write a prompt that isn’t about superheroes or aliens. by ReadyDude3849

"What is this nonsense!?" Dana just kept scrolling, and scrolling, and scrolling. "Some of these are so bad I could change 'fae' to 'The Hamburglar' and it might even be ironically funny but I'd probably want to puke writing it."

"Doesn't anyone want to live in the real world anymore?" She put her phone down and tried looking out the window again. Unconsciously she grabbed her phone, went through her ridiculously complicated unlocking process, and started scrolling again. She scolded herself. The inspiration wasn't coming and it certainly wasn't going to be found here today.

"No," she answered her own question, "no they don't. Have I seen the real world lately? It sucks!"

Just then, there was notification. Her phone buzzing in her hands startled her. "No it doesn't! Come out with me tonight and I promise you'll have your inspiration!"

No name, just a number.

She stared incredulously at her phone. Without really thinking she wrote back, "Where are we going?"

"To Hell if we don't change our sinnin' ways!" a loud voice boomed behind her. Dana shrieked and reflexively tossed her phone into the air. She tumbled from her cheap office chair before her dormitory desk. Looking up she saw her roommate was doubled-over, laughing and struggling to breathe.

"Do you--" Faith wheezed, struggling to speak through heavy breaths and bouts of giggling, "do you always talk to yourself when you're alone?"

"Screw you!" Dana hissed. "Do you have something real you want to say or are you just here to bother me?"

"For real, the world doesn't suck! Come out with me and my friends tonight and we'll show you!"

"Where we going?"

"No for real, we're going to Hell."

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