Write about a mischievous pixie or trickster god.

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“Necessity” by Joe Swanson

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“Is this really necessary?” her words echoing in my head as I nailed the last board over the door, and made sure the potato gun was loaded. “They are coming for me, I know it. I can feel it in my bones. It’s like a tambourine in my chest chanting a tune I’ve never heard before.” “Why?” “Why, What?” That was a good question. One I might have asked myself had it not been for the tambourine concerto, and the fact I was out of potatoes, and wasn’t sure if apples or oranges would have a similar deterrent effect. It shoul...

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“Who Loves A Trickster? ” by Kas Reidva

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He was standing on the edge of a skyscraper, watching the horizon bloom in red, vivid steaks of light, that turned pink and orange the further they stretched. The trees in the parks, the tops of the houses, everything, seemed to be on fire. Fitting, he supposed. Lation has been waiting all year for this day. He could finally unleash his true self and engage in the games that never fail to make his spirit soar. Grimacing, the God remembered that he will have to keep his fu...

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“The Blue-Headed God” by Rani Jayakumar

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Kris didn’t mean to be a troublemaker, but that’s what he was. He was king of Sweet Mercy High, and everyone knew it, and loved him for it. He received all the privileges a golden-boy might - the teachers doted on him, letting him come in late, even flirting with him (irrespective of gender), giving him extra time on tests, not that he needed it. The lunch lady saved him the biggest slices of pizza and the last chocolate milk. He knew everyone’s first name and used it with impunity. The other boys looked up to him like a god. He go...

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“The Fool's Con” by Katelynn Laird

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Loki sneered around the large, crowded room with a mixture of amusement and a hint of pride. Where once fools were less than popular is the stories of man, many of their more charming characteristics now allured modern society. Suddenly prominent tricksters and mischief-makers were all the rage, an exclusive club that every side character, anti-hero, and walk-the-line rogue wanted to be a part of. He remembered back to the days when only select few were drawn to mischief. Most archaic mortals had quite enough going on in their brief lives w...

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“The Fool” by Iain MacIntyre

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It was always the same. They were so easy to fool – so gullible. Ever since he came into existence, he was always goading them to do something silly: something so deliciously foolish. It was his whole reason for being – to trick; to fool; to befuddle. And wasn’t his purpose just wonderful. Although he always saved his best trickery, his best tomfoolery, for that one special day – April Fools. It was he who invented it after all – he wanted a day that was his: one to encourage those to follow his delectable pursuits of pure wanton...

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“Auld Patsy” by Brain Changer

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The rotten house of Auld Patsy had one big window facing Cracker Street. Nine-year-old Tuley cocked her head to watch his long fingers place—in the second box on the third window bar—an unpainted wooden girl, next to the brown cow with a gold bell. His black eyes twinkled at her, then his head jerked back to the doll. He raised several wrinkles along his bony nose. Lifting the doll, he pinched it with his penknife. He blew the shaving away and placed it back on the shelf, then moved the cow to the other side, then back again to the first pla...

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“Elliot's Favorite Day” by Anna Marchetti

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Elliot Hughes woke up excited that morning. It was his favorite day of the year. It was the first day of April, “April Fools’ Day”. On this day he could prank people without facing a lecture from his father. This was the only day he ever felt he could truly be himself when he spent time in the Human realm. Elliot loved his father, but pretending to be Human was lame in his opinion. His dad, Rian Hughes, was one-hundred percent Human. His mother on the other hand, Marin Toadvale, was a Pixie. She lived in the Fae Kingdom with the rest of the...

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“The Mischief of Loki” by Ernest Afram

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“If I may say, these chains are a tad too tight.” he grumbled, shifting uncomfortably. “Would any of you be so kind as to loosen them for me a bit?” As he expected no one moved, their glares piercing through him. So, there he was, Loki the god of mischief (though some disrespectfully add mayhem), before his fellow Norse gods and goddesses in the halls of Valhalla. More specifically, he was here for trial, bound by similar chains to what restrained his child Fernir, before the All-Father himself Odin. Odin’s stare was bored, tired, irritate...

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“Fools in a Jar” by Theophilus Wep

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FOOLS IN A JAR By I.W. Theophilus "Samantha, what if I told you that the world has a shape of a triangle?" Mike, my seven year old brother asked me. "I would slap you" I replied jokingly. "Why though?" He asked. "Because you would be a shame to your teachers and parents" I said. "But, why can't the world have a triangle shape?" He asked again. Before I answered him, a strange voice coming from under the bed said "Oh, the world is triangular in shape of course" In a shock, I jumped off my bed while Mike run towards the door in panic. The voic...

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“The God and the Gardener” by Arch R

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“The thing people don’t get is that being God gets exhausting. Humans seem to want nothing more than to be near God, maybe even be God, but I don’t even want to be God.” The gardener furrowed his brows in response to the man in the ash tunic with a beard that looked like it housed bees. Who was this man, not only claiming to be God but complaining about it? All he wanted was to water the timid petunias peeking their heads into the world. They were his babies, along with the wistful anemones, flirty freesias and enigmatic hyacinths that gra...

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“The Fatemaker” by Ophelia McBride

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He is called. Called by the light of the full moon. Called by the trees carrying voices on its leaves. The cries of the hopeless who long for the glimmer of hope to shine upon them, even for a moment. The laughs at those less fortunate, spat out of the mouths of those corrupted and wicked. He is called by some force unknown even to him, and yet he obeys it blindly. He is called now. Over the fields, rivers, and lakes, leaping over them in one bound, one breath, leaving them behind without another glance. He travels silently and swift...

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“Giggles” by Ashley 💜

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I giggle as I watch the humans fumble around beneath me, it is the start of their day and little do they know this is going to be the worst day they could ever have, my giggles turn menacing. April 1st, the only day I get to influence the lives of humans. I'm what's known to them as a 'pixie', a magical creature with wings that flies around and all that shit. Well, I'm sorry to disappoint them but my wings aren't cute and pretty, my wings are dark and pointy. My personality is not sweet and flowery, I love trouble. I'm evil, that's the har...

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“Darkness” by Iam Danger

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My heart was thrashing. Both ears throbbed and felt wet with either blood or sweat. The last time an ear hurt like this was when I got hit in the ear by a right hook in a boxing match. It was blood then. This time it was both ears. My normal rest pulse was 45. I was at 90 on my health monitor watch. My attention focused on controlling my breathing, not hyperventilating. Dizzy. Lost, alone, and in the dark—and I was supposed to be leading the gang of us out of trouble. I had taken a risk to lead them out. Now I was in the soup myself.Caw...

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“Mister Hat-Trick” by Alex L

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I must say, it has always amazed me that despite how often humans have touted themselves as “the most intelligent life forms”, they’ve always had the capacity to be easily duped if appealed to their vices, their hopes, and even their insecurities ( and we all know much of those they got). It’s all quite simple, really: you just have to find what they're desperate for, what they can’t live without, what they’d give anything to get - and many times their base instincts will get the better of them. Who am and how do I know all of this, you ask?...

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“A Positive Problem” by Sativa Schilber

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The echo of laughter rang off of the walls of buildings near and far. Spring was here so excitement ran wild down the streets of the town. Just an ordinary no-name town. Nothing exciting, nothing wild. Until now. What residents did not know was that there was a new arrival to their quiet little town. She was a hot-headed, excitable sprite. And though most could not see her I could. She was a little thing, hardly the height of a pencil. Her bright blue shoulder-length hair masked the pointed ears underneath. Her wings were something of a drea...

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Write about a mischievous pixie or trickster god.

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✍️ 205 stories

“Necessity” by Joe Swanson

“Who Loves A Trickster? ” by Kas Reidva

“The Blue-Headed God” by Rani Jayakumar

“The Fool's Con” by Katelynn Laird

“The Fool” by Iain MacIntyre

“Auld Patsy” by Brain Changer

“Elliot's Favorite Day” by Anna Marchetti

“The Mischief of Loki” by Ernest Afram

“Fools in a Jar” by Theophilus Wep

“The God and the Gardener” by Arch R

“The Fatemaker” by Ophelia McBride

“Giggles” by Ashley 💜

“Darkness” by Iam Danger

“Mister Hat-Trick” by Alex L

“A Positive Problem” by Sativa Schilber

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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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