Prompt: 101. date night

1. Even after all their years of marriage they still enjoyed date night. It kept their passion for each other alive.

A. Even after all their years of marriage they still enjoyed date night. It kept their passion for each other alive. Plus it was the one night a week where they left their kids with a babysitter and were able to enjoy adult conversation.

Sitting at a table for two, they would share an appetizer and each order a different entree they would split. And as they shared their food and conversation, it would feel like they were falling in love again. There would be another taste of that spark that first drew them together, and the night would end in an impassioned embrace.


2. Their date night had finally arrived and he was terrified. The last thing he wanted was to mess things up.

A. Their date night had finally arrived and he was terrified. The last thing he wanted was to mess things up. Lydia’s friendship was one of the few things he’d come to depend on in his life. He didn’t want to lose it.

Standing in front of the full-length mirror in his boxer briefs, he held a shirt in each hand and traded off holding one in front of his chest then the other. He couldn’t tell which one would look better and his nervousness was growing by the moment.

The last thing he wanted was to be all sweaty.


3. The community center had large signs set up advertising “Date Night.” It was a fun play on words for a night when people could come and pick through crates filled with fresh dates.

A. The community center had large signs set up advertising “Date Night.” It was a fun play on words for a night when people could come and pick through crates filled with fresh dates. There would be cheery music piped through the speakers and games for the children.

Everyone would come and have a fun night filling paper sacks or market bags with dates they could take home. And in-between there would be cups full of punch and a potluck dinner.

There were some people that spent the whole year looking forward to the next community Date Night.

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Prompt: 100. roller coaster

1. He rode roller coasters when he was stressed. It calmed him down and freed his mind for thinking.

A. He rode roller coasters when he was stressed. It calmed him down and freed his mind for thinking. At least, that was the explanation he always gave, borrowing heavily from his love of Grissom from CSI: Crime Scene Investigators.

There’d been the occasional person that would give him a skeptical look when he gave his line, but eventually everyone seemed to buy the fiction he was creating. It made him feel good, as though he truly had some control over the world around him. Eventually he expanded his lies, until he became someone completely different from himself.

Every person that he got to believe his stories was another proof that he was alive.


2. The string of roller coaster cars was halfway through the third loop when there was a loud snapping sound. A single piercing scream became a mass of screaming voices as the riders began to panic.

A. The string of roller coaster cars was halfway through the third loop when there was a loud snapping sound. A single piercing scream became a mass of screaming voices as the riders began to panic.

There was the creak of metal, then seemingly in slow motion that moved faster and faster, the roller coaster cars tumbled through the air to slam into the ground.

Standing to one side, a stinging pain blooming across her left cheek, she didn’t understand what she’d witnessed at first. Then her mind put things together and there were words for what she’d seen. Words that each carried their own heavy meaning, like tragedy and crash and no survivors, because there was no one moving in the wreckage.


3. The roller coaster cars reached the top of the steep incline, then plummeted over the edge to the screaming delight of the passengers.

A. The roller coaster cars reached the top of the steep incline, then plummeted over the edge to the screaming delight of the passengers. There was something about the sensation of a stomach seemingly left behind while a body rushed down and down in loops and bends and stretches of rail that had been angled up simply to give the plunging roller coaster cars speed as they rushed down and around and back to the station. It was three straight minutes of ups, downs, and loops carried along on a symphony of delighted and terrified screams and the squealing-hiss of the brakes.

When the operator hit the button that unlocked the safety bars, riders began climbing out onto the station platform in a loud swarm.

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Prompt: 099. carousel pony

1. He proposed to her while they were each riding a carousel pony.

A. He proposed to her while they were each riding a carousel pony. Bobbing up and down as the carousel music played, he’d looked across at her and his smile had been the sweetest thing she’d ever seen. And then he’d brought out the ring, and she was crying and saying “Yes! Yes, of course, yes!” and she was off her horse and in his arms.

He’d held her so tight and kissed her with such gleeful passion that she imagined she could still feel it hours later. The ring was beautiful on her finger; she planned on never taking it off.

She was getting everything that she’d ever wanted in life. First the great career, now the love of her life, and next… The thought of children tripped her thoughts up a little, but in a good way.


2. There was a moment of stillness as they took in the sight of the full-sized carousel pony taking up space in his living room.

A. There was a moment of stillness as they took in the sight of the full-sized carousel pony taking up space in his living room. “So. Is there some kind of story behind this? Or are we supposed to pretend that we don’t notice that gigantic pony taking up three-fourths of the room?”

He could barely hear Tory speaking over the buzzing in his ears. He walked around the carousel pony three times, four times, and was halfway around for a fifth time when his anger finally caught up with his shock. “I’m going to kill you, Derek!”


3. She held the toddler against her chest as they rode the carousel pony. He laughed and kicked his feet, the plastic reins clutched by his small hands.

A. She held the toddler against her chest as they rode the carousel pony. He laughed and kicked his feet, the plastic reins clutched by his small hands as he leaned his chest against the plastic neck of the pony.

“Are you having fun?” she asked.

“Yes!” He kicked his heels. “Go horsey, go!”

She tucked her face into the side of his neck, breathing in the baby smell still clinging to his skin. It was moments like these that she wanted to hold onto forever, because she knew they weren’t going to last.

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Title: Dinner For Two
Author: Harper Kingsley
Series: Heroes & Villains
Setting: post-The Wedding, pre-Allies & Enemies
Characters: Vereint Georges, Warrick Reidenger Tobias

Inspiration:

Walking into the penthouse, Warrick was greeted by bags of groceries on the counter and Vereint wearing an apron and nothing else. The sight of that devilish smile and those bare arms and legs made Warrick hitch his step on the way to the hall closet to hang up his jacket.

“What’s going on?” he asked slowly. He couldn’t help tracing his gaze over Vereint, seeing where the brightly colored fabric curved, bent, cupped, and what it did and didn’t cover. It took him an extra few seconds to get his jacket on the hanger and the closet door closed.

“I thought we’d cook dinner together,” Vereint said. “I saw this recipe for garlic butter steak.”

“Steak?” Warrick’s mouth salivated at the thought. “Butter… That’s going to be a calorie bomb though.”

“Tonight’s special,” Vereint said.

“Oh?” Warrick crossed the intervening space and wrapped his arms around Vereint. He peeked over Vereint’s shoulder and couldn’t help grinning at the sight of a bare back and buttocks. He let the fingers of his right hand drift off the apron and lightly brush against Vereint’s skin. He was always so warm.

Vereint obligingly pressed closer to him, one hand going into Warrick’s hair. “Mm.”

“Why’s tonight special?” Warrick asked. He tried to walk Vereint toward their bedroom, but Vereint didn’t move. Warrick stopped pulling at him, resting his whole weight against him instead. If Vereint didn’t want to be moved, there would be no moving him.

“It’s our anniversary,” Vereint said. He must have felt Warrick’s body stiffen with sudden panic because he laughed. “Don’t worry; it’s not our wedding anniversary. It’s the anniversary of the first time I took you hostage.”

“What?”

“You know, when we were in that bank–”

“And you were wearing that horrible shirt!” Warrick laughed and squeezed Vereint.

“That’s when you fell in love with me,” Vereint said.

“No way,” Warrick said. “You terrorized a bank full of people and took me hostage. I thought you were a brat.”

“A brat that you immediately fell in love with because that’s the kind of person you are. You thrive on adversity.”

“And you being a brat is what you consider adversity?”

“No. I call that ‘charm.’ The adversity part comes in when you try to resist jumping my bones as we sear the rib-eye I’ve got on the counter.” Vereint tugged himself out of Warrick’s arms and headed toward the kitchen. The flirty wink he tossed over his shoulder and the way he flexed the globes of his ass were a dare.

Watching him go, Warrick shook his head with a rueful grin. He could definitely feel the adversity now.