Write about a mischievous pixie or trickster god.

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“Prankster God (Fake)” by Kat Orbs

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Of all the gods and goddesses that he could have succeeded, why did Zeus assign him to replace Apollo? (Full offense meant, by the way.) When mortals think about Apollo, the god of the sun and a billion more things because he's an attention hog like that, they think of charisma, of healing, of music and elegance and fun. It's not an overstatement to say that he's thoroughly adored and worshipped everywhere. No problem with that, really. As far as Galen is concerned, Apollo is one of the...normal ones, which is honestly pushing it too f...

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“Bartebly's Playground” by Kenneth Michael

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“Enter! Enter!” the malicious yet light-hearted deity cried manically. “Have you ever read about the girl’s adventures in wonderland!? You will see my inspiration once inside” it spoke as it hovered in front of his magic door. Rogna sweatily gripped the hilt of his sabre tighter but knew he could do nothing. Stay in this world and walk away, and he would fail. His vow would be broken and he was sure to be an outlaw to the kingdom’s royal will. Entering the translucent portal that reeked oddly of onions and glowed la...

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“The Djinn Ring” by Brian Barrott

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The Djinn RingMy wife and I laid on the bed of our winter residence in Goa. The doctor looked bemused as our hearts were beating slowly, yet all blood pressure measurements showed hypertension! We kept slipping in and out of consciousness, however, core temperatures remained normal, internally we both felt like a raging fire burnt! Our bruised arms showed black needle marks from endless tests. I looked towards the doctor, checking our blood results for the umpteenth time! A light wrap sounded on our apartment door. It made him lookup. U...

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“Be Careful What You Wish For” by James Mckinley

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Angus McKinley wasn’t what you would call a lucky man. In fact you might say he was a bit of a hard luck story. For most of his life, it seemed that he was always in the wrong place at the wrong time. He always seemed to make poor choices that lead him to inevitable bad outcomes. Many people said that the Irish were lucky, but not Angus, he seemed to have been born under a dark cloud. Of course, you couldn’t say that other factors didn’t contribute to his poor circumstances. You see, Angus had been brought up by a dad who was less than ...

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“Days for Drolls ” by Ava <('.'<)

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Winnie rolled open her construction paper, holding it down so it wouldn't roll back towards itself. Sheltered inside the paper were her jottings; written in cheap crayons and glitter. This was the third time she had opened up her plan, and the third time glitter would spew out. She read her project until she was satisfied with the wording. So again she read outloud: "How I will catch a droll: First, I will pretend to be in deep distress. I will use my homework as a decoy. Second, I will drink chocolate milk and pretend to go to ...

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“Pixie God” by Flora Bell

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It was that time of year again, and the city was in chaos. Fire hydrants were somehow on fire. Silly string was laced between trees and bushes. Rouge rolls of toilet paper bounded down the road. And lets not even start on the slime dripping down the front of the buildings. It was the time of year the citizens regret the actions of their city founders. If only they had not invited that damn pixie god to stay as long as they wanted. "Incoming!" A voice yelled, everyone on the open street quickly running for cover. A high pitched cackling flew ...

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“Grandma Goddess” by Lucy Kent

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I woke with a feeling of dread. It was April Fools Day. The worst day of the year. I carefully turned my eyes to the mirror I had nearby and groaned. This year my head had gone invisible. It was always a toss up whether it was my head or body. I heard a screech from down the hall and knew that my sister much have had her body vanished. I don’t mind being jut a head so much, people never actually believe that I am real and just tend to ignore me. But when its just my body, I tend to find myself getting in trouble with people who think that I ...

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“Fox and Rabbit: A Trickster's Tale” by Jennifer Engel

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Rabbit and the Fox A Trickster Fable written by: Jennifer M. Engel The worm moon was high in the silent March night sky, making it easier for Fox to see while digging his burrow. It had been a long, harsh winter. Much of his food supply perished underneath the bitter snow, which seemed to laugh every time it heard Fox’s growling stomach. Fox’s natural personality was not malicious. It was just that Mother Nature seemed to force him into situations that caused him to perform acts of devilish means, i...

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“The Invisible Friend” by Nirmila Lall

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The soft chapping of the geckos and the chorus of crickets reverberated through the forest. An owl hooted in the distance. A soft wind was blowing. Leaves rustled. Tok Abu, the village shaman, used to the nocturnal sounds of the jungle was on a mission to retrieve a special herb that gave out maximum aroma during the full moon. This particular herb was used as an antiseptic for a mass circumcision ceremony that was scheduled the next day. When he heard the demonic call of a barking deer, Pak Abu knew it prophesied a bad omen, but he ignored...

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“Trixie the Tricky Pixie” by Alyson Ackman

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Trixie adored her new abode. The tiny house suited her perfectly if it weren’t for all the pink. Trixie hated pink. It was an atrocious colour. Her black hair was cropped short and naturally spiky, giving view of her pointed ears, both pierced three times with broken pine needles. Her violet eyes were a sharp contrast to her familiar outfits of varying greens and browns, made with leaves. Her wings were like those of dragonflies; intricate patterns of transparent membranes which shimmered in the light. It was quite a change from the...

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“Mae Flowers” by Katherine Jackson

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Mondays were routinely the most dreaded day of the week for Mae. Besides the usual "start of the week" hatred that most people have for the day, Mae hated it for one very particular reason. Each Monday a raging storm forms right above her house as if on a strict schedule. Rolling grey clouds move in quickly, grumbling in anticipation. They hover over her home as if they are teasing her to play, waiting for her to make one wrong move. These days are usually spent curled up next to her window, watching the rain fall down and cupping her shakin...

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“The Day Loki Got Tricked Twice” by Azka Fathiya

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Loki sat there on a chair at a desk, staring at the window in front of him. He couldn't believe his fate, the god of mischief, in some 16 years old mortal body, and not by choice, mind you. It was Odin the fucking allfather, he did this to him. Loki huffed, blowing the strand of soft brown hair this mortal body had. Truthfully, as far as punishment goes, this one was far from the worst. However, he was bored, he was really, really bored, a god without his magic, his seidr, and the god of mischief nonetheless. How was he sup...

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“Ephreli’s Fools” by Michael Hart

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NarrenWatching him walk up the street—a young lad with stringy hair and unfocused eyes—I begin tearing the newspaper into strips about two to three inches wide and around six inches long. As I do this, I reconfirm my reasons for choosing this boy out of the crowd; the posture that describes the boy’s lack of confidence and the expression that screams inexperience, as well as the clothing that reveals his socioeconomic status. This one was even more of a sure thing than the one from the other day.I know where he’s going of course; he took thi...

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“Pan's Messenger” by Kat. L Haywood

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The messenger fluttered her iridescent wings as she hopped from foot to foot, waiting, as all of those who had gathered were. Malafawn lent against the great throne, hewn from the most ancient of the forests Weeping Willow’s. The deep fissures of its bark prickled at his hide, his thoughts astray as he considered the tremendous potential of the day if only he could escape the formalities of Pan’s court. A softness came over the Lord of the Wildlings' face as he lowered the scrawled invitation to his lap, a softness that had Malafawn’s deep b...

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“The Trickster God, Bloody Mary” by Faye Angela Colinares

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“Bloody Mary, Bloody Mary, Bloody Mary.” There was silence in the room for a moment, which given that said room was dark and lit only by candles made the atmosphere only more eerie. But when that moment ended, the candles went out, leaving the room in pitch black darkness. And the teenagers in the room didn't have time to freak out about that, because the mirror they were standing in front of suddenly showed a shadowy figure that was none of their reflections. One of them screamed as the shadow came closer and closer, and pressed herse...

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Write about a mischievous pixie or trickster god.

Submissions are closed

✍️ 205 stories

“Prankster God (Fake)” by Kat Orbs

“Bartebly's Playground” by Kenneth Michael

“The Djinn Ring” by Brian Barrott

“Be Careful What You Wish For” by James Mckinley

“Days for Drolls ” by Ava <('.'<)

“Pixie God” by Flora Bell

“Grandma Goddess” by Lucy Kent

“Fox and Rabbit: A Trickster's Tale” by Jennifer Engel

“The Invisible Friend” by Nirmila Lall

“Trixie the Tricky Pixie” by Alyson Ackman

“Mae Flowers” by Katherine Jackson

“The Day Loki Got Tricked Twice” by Azka Fathiya

“Ephreli’s Fools” by Michael Hart

“Pan's Messenger” by Kat. L Haywood

“The Trickster God, Bloody Mary” by Faye Angela Colinares

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Write about someone who’s spent a whole year planning a big prank, and now they’re finally ready to pull it off.

Write about someone who hates pranks and spends April Fools’ Day doing good deeds instead.

Start your story with a big company pulling an April Fools’ prank that ends up going horribly wrong.

Write about someone who goes to great lengths to avoid being pranked on April 1st, only to realize they had the date wrong and it’s already April 2nd.

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