"You Can't Believe That You Will Actually Make A Difference. You're Just One Person."

Waves slapped the boat as you sat in the bow. You had only been given enough time to pack a single bag.

As you watched the boat leave, you vowed to get back home better than you left. You grabbed your axe and started into the woods.

You started with making a simple shelter from a few trees then set up a campfire, leaving it unlit.

You offended a high ranking noble and got reassigned to the remotest location possible. Two years later and this 'banishment assignment' has resulted in you becoming fabulously wealthy.

Day 31: Bonus Day

Cape

“Your suit must include a cape,” cut the Designer dryly. “If you’re a Hero, you have to wear a cape.”

Hero squirmed uncomfortably:

“But- didn’t the Edna Mode School of Thought say-”

The end of this sentence died on their lips as Designer glared at them, waving dangerously with their scissors gliding in their hand:

“I know what they say. Do you fly?”

“N-no?”

“Then most of the risks are averted. All clothes have dangers, if you put it like that. You can trip on a scarf or on new shoes too.”

“But capes do nothing.”

“Excuse me? The propaganda has come too far!”

Designer rubbed their forehead:

“Look, if you’re cut from help and backup, trust me, you’ll be grateful for the extra fabric. You can carry things or a person with it. You can rip it apart for bandages. It can be used as a shock blanket or a way to protect anonymity. ”

“I-I didn’t think about that-”

“Exactly.”

Designer stepped forward and poked at their forehead:

“So you’re gonna walk out to the world with your shiny new suit, you’re going to heroically cover a citizen in need with your crazy useful cape, and you’re going to look damn good doing it. Understood?”

“Y-Yes, Designer.”

"Don't be ungrateful to the Cape and its wonders. Or it will end you."

*

Aaand that makes 10 snippets. Thanks for the event @augusnippets, it's been fun !

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Day X

Damaged Goods

Quincy was in the market for a droid, so he went to the nearby shop, Empori-Droid. It was blindingly white inside, "new and improved" models on the display floor and in the window next to older models. While the new models were awesome and generated revenue, it was the older models that generated the most.

He looked through the sleek models. They were beautiful, but not quite what he was looking for. Eventually he saw a retired military droid off in the corner. It... called to him.

"What about that one?" He pointed.

"Oh," the saleswoman said, obviously uncomfortable, "We were supposed to put that one it the back. It got messed up and we needed to get rid of it." She moved toward it, but Quincy countered with, "I'll buy it." She froze and looked at him.

"R-Really?"

"$100,000"

"Uh, that's... that's a lot for a damaged, broken model."

"Give me the basic, no, advanced package for 150."

"Uhm.... Let me... talk with my supervisor, but, ummm, I'll see what we can do."

Hi Jana! Do you mind doing general scenario and dialogue prompts for 2 firefighters who are both new and go from enemies to lovers? Thanks!

Hi Anon! :)

Firefighter Prompts - Enemies to Lovers

Scenario Prompts

Meeting each other in the weight room of the fire station often turns into a competition for these two firefighters and sometimes the others finally have to step in.

They are not each other's favourite person. But they are a team and going into life-or-death situations requires a lot of trust in each other.

The other firefighters have had enough of their fights and plan to bring them closer together. With complete success.

Dialogue Prompts

"It's okay to admit that I'm a better firefighter than you." "You wish."

"Don't ever put yourself in harm's way like that again!" "We're firefighters, that's our job."

"You think, you're better than me? Okay, let's make a bet about that."

"Of course, I'll always have your back. We're a team, right?"

"You have quite a lot of soot on your face." "Yeah, I look ridiculous, I know." "Nah, looks kind of handsome on you."

"Come back safe, alright?" "Wow, didn't know you cared."

More: Firefighter/Police AUs

Have fun!

- Jana

But what if they offer and I don’t want to say no?

Villain was alone. 

Villain was alone, yet, that did not justify them.

To trap another.

They touched Hero's skin as carefully as one would cradle a child, afraid of bringing harm, careful, adoring.

Soft as their hands trailed through their hair, playing with the strands, braiding it, brushing it, adorning it with any ornament they considered beautiful enough to be twisted or pin on their head. 

Soft their voice was too when they spoke, when they read to the other, when they told them words of comfort, of encouragement, when they told them words of love. 

Their gaze was soft too, always kind, always gleaming when their eyes met in the middle of a room, when they stayed fixed on the other's stare and both gave each other a playful smile. 

Hero was alone too.

Hero was alone and, perhaps, that did justify them. 

To allow themselves to be captured

Villain was so very good at tenderness Hero felt like crying with every kindness they offered on a silverplate

And perhaps, for a moment, they could pretend they had met at a party, at a café, perhaps in the park one day walking their dogs. 

Pretend their first date had been in an italian restaurant, a sushi one perhaps, somewhere pretty with candles illuminating each other's faces. Pretend blood had never been caused by the other's hand, pretend they had never seen each other injured more than by a small cut of a knife cooking, the cut of a paper as they read a book. 

Hero could fool themselves, that had been part of their life since birth, lies and façades, play pretend and simulate a life they would never have, but everyone expected of them. 

They were beautiful, graceful, skilled. They would make a fine spouse someday to someone greater, someone with more power, they were easy on the eyes, obedient, trained to not be a burden. 

“Can you cut my hair?” 

Comfortable was the silence broken, and their shoulders tensed for ruining the moment for such a stupid request. 

But Villain allowed it, helping them cut the back, but letting Hero do all the rest, to butcher it as they wanted. 

Villain allowed many things others would not, their parents, their organisation, their ex partners, and, after a while, Hero felt more free trapped beside them than they ever did away. 

“I’m not proud of myself,” they said once at the dinner table, earning a confused glance from their companion “I’ve been letting desire cloud my judgement lately.”

Villain lifted a brow. 

“And is that worth shame?”

“I’ve been told it is,” Hero answered, raising their eyes.

“And what is this desire you speak about?” 

“For life not to hurt.” 

The clink of the cutlery echoed through the room, an interested stare looking right back at them, urging them to continue. 

“For me to be wanted, loved, perhaps.” 

“Perhaps?” 

“Perhaps.” 

They shook their head “But none of that is something I’m supposed to want.” 

“But that’s not relevant, is it?” Villain answered “We established that, in this situation, I could do anything with you and there would be little you could do against it.”

Villain took a bite of their food. 

“Perhaps what I want it’s to fulfil your desire,” they said “so one day you can forget it brings you shame.” 

Hero never looked for a way out after that. 

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Masterlist

This is gonna be by far my hardest semester at uni so far, works may not be as frequent :(

Hey! Have loved your writing for over two years now it's so good :) I was wondering if you could do an MLM story with one hero and one villain? Maybe a hero who's teasing towards the villain and the villain is more shy with his advances but secretly loves it? (Maybe with ✨cuffs✨ too)

Only if you have time tho :)))

"So, you've got me cuffed," the hero said, voice low and velvet. "Captured. Caught. What now?"

The villain blinked at them.

"I mean," the hero said. "You could do anything to me. Take advantage. Torment me in all manner of ways."

"You think I'd take advantage of you!? Just because our goals conflict doesn't mean I'd-"

"-Oh, Jesus Christ." The hero slumped, where he'd been spreading his legs suggestively, looking helpless in a chair. He looked like he had a headache building. "Are you into me or not?"

The villain stared at him. If the universe could manifest a buffering icon, it would have.

"I'm literally spread out on as close to a silver plate as I can get," the hero said, exasperated. "See the deliberate pop of two buttons on my shirt. What more do you want?! Seriously?!"

"You...want me to take advantage of you?"

"Was that not spectacularly obvious?"

"No!" The villain's face burned. "I mean - I don't like to assume, okay!"

"Why do you think I let you cuff me?"

"Let-" The villain spluttered. His gaze raked up and down the hero. "I don't think let is-"

The hero broke and slipped free of the cuffs.

The villain froze.

The hero pushed himself to his feet, taking a step closer.

The villain swallowed. His breathing picked up shallow, eyes going dark.

"Let," the hero said, dragging his finger pointedly down the villain's chest. "So are you going to push me back in that chair now or did I completely misread you?"

"I - uh - you really want me to?"

"Oh my god."

"Just - say it. Please."

"Yes. Bloody hell, yes. For god's sake. You-" The hero looked at the villain, somewhere between infuriated and fond. "Yes."

The villain nodded to himself. He far too obviously plucked up his courage, then gave the hero a gentle shove. It wasn't really enough to move a kitten so much as a superhero, but the hero obligingly sat down like they'd been felled by some unstoppable force.

"Oh no," the hero said. "I'm at your mercy. Whatever might you do."

"Oh, shut up." The villain's face burned even more. "You're mocking me."

"Am not. Make me, killer."

"Don't call me that. For god's sake. You're so-" The villain clasped the hero's face and kissed him. The hero tried very hard not to grin against the villain's lips. Triumphant. He suspected he grinned giddy all the same.

"Good," the hero purred, when they broke apart. "Now..."

"Now you shut up," the villain said, only stammering a little. "If you're not going to - er - if you won't give me the information I want! Then I'll have to, um, get it some other way."

The hero's eyes lit up. "There's my boy."

"You're supposed to be terrified. Overcome."

"Oh no. What are you going to do!?" The hero widened his eyes. "I'll never tell you anything!"

The villain rolled his eyes, but kissed the hero bashfully all the same.

"You're such a dick."

"Don't make me beg. We both know you wouldn't know what to do."

"Oh, screw you."

"I mean, hopefully..."

The villain grabbed the hero again, and kissed them a little harder, more claiming. He found some more cuffs.

It all went a little better after that.

Birdy (I)

"Ah, little bird. Unexpected, but not unwelcome. Why're you here today?" [Supervillain] was a mastermind, a chess master (both literally and metaphorically), overall, a really smart guy. But he wasn't too keen on getting his hands dirty. [Villain] bowed on one knee before him. He refused full subjugation, but he was lesser and weaker.

"What do you want [Supervillain]?" [Villain] asked, exasperated. "I'm tired of this back-and-forth we keep doing. Just kill me or let me go or whatever, but end this."

"Finally at the begging stage." A melancholic note of bitterness crept into [Supervillain]'s voice. He liked begging. It meant he was in control. But he hated the sound of it. It was just so... pathetic.

hey when you make posts, i just want you to know, thou/thee/thy/thine/ye are like he/you(object)/your/yours/you(subject) okay? "thou art wearing shoes," "i will wear shoes for thee," okay?

you say thine if the next word starts with a vowel and thy if the next word starts with a consonant and they both mean "your" so "thine own shoes," "thy shoes," okay?

and ye means you and refers to the subject of a sentence, "ye members of the brotherhood of shoes," okay? you need this information to create better knight yaoi. i'm personally more interested in nun yuri but we are a community

The only character questionnaire you'll ever need (works for all characters and genres)

Name:

Role: 

Physical description: 

Age:

Personality Type:

Distinctive skills and abilities:

Greatest fear:

Misbelief about the world:

What happened to make them believe this lie:

What do they criticize others for: 

Love Language: 

How do they respond to emotional pain:

Top 3 things they value (physical or abstract):

Is there an object they can’t bear to part with and why:

Typical outfit:

Method of manipulation:

How are they dissatisfied with life:

What do they think will bring them happiness:

What could they do to make that happen: 

How has their fear stopped them from taking this action:

How do they think they can get their goal without doing the thing that makes them afraid:

Answer for each character this character has a direct relationship with

Describe relationship briefly:

Points of conflict in relationship:

What do they agree on:

What do they disagree on:

Any secrets kept from each other and why:

How did they meet and how long did they know each other:

How will their relationship change over the course of the story:

I just reada really good fic but halfway through I realized "oh shit this is really familiar.... didn't I write something like this once?" And as I kept reading I kept predicting what happened next and the further I went the more convinced I was that they'd ripped off my story-

like, copied the ENTIRE plot and re-written it, just better than I had? The characters were more fleshed-out than mine were, and the POV was more interesting, and the pace made more sense- but it was MY STORY?

So close to the end I was like "holy shit.. do I message them? Ask if my story inspired theirs? Should I be angry? Flattered?" Cause their tags and description didn't mention me AT ALL, which, sure, it's fanfiction to begin with, but if you're using my work than at least credit me as inspo, right? Just to be courteous?

But I get to the end of the final chapter, and it's not finished, and I'm kind of disappointed cause I never finished my story and I was really immersed in their version now and had been looking forwards to seeing how they tied up my loose ends- so I scroll to the bottom to leave a comment, and.

It's MY URL.

IT WAS MY STORY THE WHOLE TIME.

THE ONE *I WROTE*.

In *2013*.

And FORGOT ABOUT

BECAUSE I WAS SO INSECURE ABOUT MY SLOPPY, SHALLOW, AMETEUR WRITING

And I'm just sitting here now staring into space thinking about every shitty story I've ever written now like

IT WAS ALL GOOD?

IT WAS GOOD THIS WHOLE DAMN TIME??

I'M A GOOD WRITER?????