"Also, I'm bleeding profusely, so please stay for a while*" ... The voice coming through the receiver faded. Where was he? Or, more precisely: When was he? Oh, this was a song she knew too well. Only without the bleeding. Why did he never listen to her? Sometimes, she felt like they were re-living the same scene over, and over, again for dynasties. Perhaps, they were. Each time with slight variations, fused in fate until they solved a problem they couldn't see. She could try, and reconstruct the settings he used on the time machine. Then she'd definitely reach the correct timeline, but at the time he had first arrived, not at the time he was during the last contact. Which meant, she'd probably find him too late. Perhaps, she should first try to find his frequency on the radio, again. But the geomagnetic disturbances the Earth currently experienced would make this almost impossible, and also, what if he couldn't reply, any more? Or, she could simply cut the strings, change the tune, and leave him to his fate. Maybe that was the way out of this hollowing loop. She carefully measured the weight of this thought against her conscience ... then she stepped out into the Spring sun, and walked away. The lightness of freedom surpassed everything. "Trina? ... Catrina? ... Are ... are you still ... still there?" Tom listened, but his receiver stayed silent. He could feel his life force fading. The trees around him were still bare, but the dusty perfume of the first warm wind reached his nostrils before it touched the skin. The hair on his hands stood up in anticipation of the soft brush ... but his last breath left his lungs first. The giant serpent had eyed him from the shadows. This slow bleeding had been delicious. And, oh, such sweet fear! Only the peaceful ending left a bitter aftertaste. The basilisk left the body where it was, as to not spoil the carefully hoarded pile of bones, that built its home, with such an unpleasant aroma. © Stefanie Neumann - @KokopelliB…

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"Also, I'm bleeding profusely, so please stay for a while*" ... The voice coming through the receiver faded. Where was he? Or, more precisely: When was he?

Oh, this was a song she knew too well. Only...

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The village was slowly hollowing out; each day broke with the announcement of a new missing person. There was no explanation until the police chanced upon Ned Williams's, the forester's, hut deep in the woods. The carnage made grown men weep.
#hollowing

#horrorprompt.

As the woman hollowed out another corpse, she wiped the sweat from her brow. Orders like this always piled up around Halloween time. Monsters were really determined to blend in with humans so badly. That they resorted to using them as costumes.
#horrorprompt
#hollowing

Horror Writing Prompt no. 2127: hollowing

Craft a terrifying tale inspired by the prompt and tag your work with #horrorprompt.

Big thanks to ARW-RAW @arwashington.bsky.social for inspiring today's terrifying tales!

“It’s #official. By my hand you’ll be the next president. Push blood to flush your skin to proper human #warmth and these #brain-dead morons will follow you into hell. #Expand the Ventrue empire and I #assure you world domination.”
"Yes, sire. I shall not fail."
#vss365 #2WordPrompt #HorrorPrompt

brain dead is better imagine not having any thoughts of your own someone else making all the decisions for you telling you what to do and what to believe what opinions to have about people's sex lives which religion is right what vaccines not to get why brown people are bad and who to vote for - see how much easier it is when you don't have the burden of thinking?

Shall we follow the leader?

#horrorprompt #braindead #poetry #writing

The Vestibule

The nameless march blind
mercy scorned, hollow footsteps
echo outside the gate.
Crass hands reach for blank banners,
thoughtless, achieving nothing.

#horrorprompt #braindead #tanka #micropoem #micropoetry #poem #poetry #poemaday

The survivors found out the hard way that not all lurkers lack intelligence. In fact, some of them set traps or lure people in with hostages. At first, they thought it was to eat their flesh or use them like cattle, but the truth was far worse than that.
#horrorprompt
#braindead

"Technically, he's #braindead, but his body's still alive."

She shook her head. "So the lights are on, but no one's home?"

"Pretty much." The doctor heard noise from the bed and turned around. "What the--?"

The man sat bolt upright, the eyes alive with rage.

#horrorprompt #writing

Horror Writing Prompt no. 2126: brain dead

Craft a terrifying tale inspired by the prompt and tag your work with #horrorprompt.

Big thanks to Vivi for inspiring today's terrifying tales!

Bleeding #warmth my love
His #pinky chiselled #fang shape
Luck charm around neck

#vss365
#satsplat
#horrorprompt
#Haikuhorrorprompt
#vsshorror

He promised the princess a happily ever after. That both of them would be together forever. Her dreams of living within the castle had finally come true. What she didn't expect was to become a witness to its horrid secrets.
#horrorprompt
#happily

Horror Writing Prompt no. 2125: happily

Craft a terrifying tale inspired by the prompt and tag your work with #horrorprompt.

Big thanks to Megan Certeza x.com/thestudyofroses for inspiring today's terrifying tales!

A nightshift wordsmith with an attempt at a happier poem.

But a happilly ever after? a pleasure I'm not knowing!

A poem melts into the snow to reveal our view..

..from the train; saw pain so not yet, we see what the cold will do!

#kaytpoemprompts, #horrorprompt, #FairyTalePoets, #BrknShards

"I got a secret, but you gotta promise not to tell anyone."

I promise. #Pinky swear."

"I know where she's buried. I got him to tell."

"Really? Where?"

"Come on and I'll show you."

He followed his so-called friend into the darkness.

#horrorprompt #writing #writingcommunity

Spooky garage
tattered ashen veil trembles,
rusted tools rattle the nerves
overworked machine thrashes
its violent motion ignites panic
a paralyzing force freezes the limbs,
from the darkest corner
evil demons stare
refusing retreat
#vss365 #inkmine #BSPP51 #emoetry #horrorprompt #poem #blueskypoets

Horror Writing Prompt no. 2113: flames
#horrorprompt

aftermath

we gather round the ashes
the fire no longer burns
dinged gray with soot and shame
we know we were the flames.

03-13-2026

She first saw it out of the corner of her eye: just a pinky finger, unadorned, its fingernail painted vivid metallic blue, sticking out from under her rug.

#horrorprompt

I pinky swear
I do not care
For you and
All your cronies
Happiest I am
When I hear you
Crying and moaning
Karma calls
It sees us all
Watching and waiting
To see you fall

#horrorprompt

Never break a pinky promise because if you do. Bad things will happen, and it will be more than broken bones and a needle in your eye. There is someone who will come for you, collecting what it's due.
#horrorprompt
#pinky

It was a high-stakes tournament. The rules were similar to strip poker, but instead of shedding clothes, they removed body parts: a pinky, a toenail, once an eye. There was plenty of uncertainty in the game. This time, the payout was worth losing an arm over.

#horrorprompt #WeirdMicro #writing

Horror Writing Prompt no. 2124: pinky

Craft a terrifying tale inspired by the prompt and tag your work with #horrorprompt.

Big thanks to Fizzy @fizzytwizler.bsky.social for inspiring today's terrifying tales!

The Oneironaut Ezai entered his companion’s dream, discovering that 'they' were the traitor. He decided to keep this information to himself. For if Ezai told them, the princess would be slaughtered without the leader knowing her true identity.
#horrorprompt
#lucid

The numbness felt like spiders climbing up her legs. It moved. Every day it was higher up her legs, inching into thighs, closer to places she'd prefer weren't paralyzed. There will come a day when she'll no longer be able to walk. Then she'll lose almost all sensation below the waist. Even the fun places - who will love her then? The numbness will still climb, towards heart and lungs, destroying everything in its path. And it will kill her from the inside out.

Overreacted for dramatic effect, of course.

#horrorprompt #paralyzing #writing #writingcommunity #neuropathy #fuckneuropathy

Paralyzing fear
Hearing your footsteps
Coming near
The turn of the knob
Loosening of chains
Me with nothing to lose
Everything to gain
Time for me to strike
Claim my freedom
Before you claim my life

#horrorprompt

Penn stared at the entity before him, transfixed in place. He thought his patients were just sharing their religion. That 'they' weren't a real, vital force with a physical form. As a doctor, he felt completely powerless in how to deal with this.
#horrorprompt
#paralyzing

Horror Writing Prompt no. 2122: paralyzing

Craft a terrifying tale inspired by the prompt and tag your work with #horrorprompt.

Big thanks to 🎭 m i k e ✨ for inspiring today's terrifying tales!

They became the limelight when journalists found the small town where the dead were rising from their graves. The rapture! Some cried. Buses were chartered from all over the country to go and pray with the revenants.
The dead didn't care. It's always good to have variety for supper.
#horrorprompt

beheading the vampire was harder than thought
staking heart was quite easy
yet all was for naught
as we sifted the powdered lime onto its bones
subtle glow, yet increasing
this thing has no home
...
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#horrorprompt #limelight

I didn’t #intend to capture the #limelight. #Lightning struck and killed the #harmony of my hunts. Now people are #spellbound at my #jewelry. Hold on #tight. If you enjoyed what I did with the exterior organs, wait till you get to see my human heart necklaces.
#vss365 #2WordPrompt #HorrorPrompt