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[DAZED FROM BLOOD LOSS] hey not to kill the vibe completely but i think i am in love with you

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evil organizations are always going after deserters who left to live a normal life and be no threat at all and pour an incredible amount of resources and people into their capture/killing only to lose all of it because of the one guy. The evil organization's accountants are crying, the hiring managers are on the edge of a break down trying to find fifty more combat-trained mooks this is destroying their bottom line they're going to have to cancel the christmas office party

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Do you make yarn while waiting in the drive thru or are you normal

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it's definitely my predisposition to extreme frugality+redneck engineering, but i'm now obsessed with creating things literally without buying Anything. no supplies no tools no nothing, only the stuff you can just find outside, like Plants, Sticks, and Rocks.

I'm making textiles with nothing but foraged plant materials using no tools except sticks. Nature allows you to do this! There's no rules! I mean okay well maybe there might be some rules sometimes but they're just weak human rules! The plants themselves? They're like "Why sure! You can make yarn with nothing but fibers from the dead stem I don't need anymore, a couple sticks from that tree over there, and your own body and mind! Why not?"

Plants like to give us gifts! And nobody has the power to stop them!

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when a character says 'I can't live without you' I often think it would be more powerful to say, 'I don't want to live without you'. Life will go on, the world will turn, but a light has gone out of it that cannot be replaced even if new ones are lit. I want to be with you, I'm choosing to be with you, I could live without you but I would be losing something incredibly precious that brings a certain richness that nothing else ever will.

'I can't live without you' sounds kind of coercive to me. I can't live without you I don't have a choice so you don't have a choice unless you want to destroy me, do you want to destroy me? Without each other we have nothing, are nothing.

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I think the funniest dynamic for arranged-marriage royalty would be a queen who came here 100% prepared to murder her future husband and rule as a widow queen in her own right, only to discover that the king is autistic as hell and responds to her wish to rule with "oh thank god please do, I don't want to be bothered by these people. I can just tell them to go bother you instead, if you really want that. I've got beetles I wanted to study."

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Happy Valentines Day

You wake up covered in rocks. You open your eyes and see actually that all the rocks are Hershey’s Kisses, the foils creating a shining shore of pink and silver and red. You look over from the tile wall to your best friend slouched on the toilet and that’s how you realize that you’re in the bathtub. Scattered at your friend’s feet are a dozen or so empty plastic wrappings for party sized bags of Hershey’s Kisses. The situation cannot get any goddamn weirder, even if you tried, so you decide not to try.

You turn to your friend.  “Sup.”

“I didnt have a true love’s kiss.” They reply. “But it turns out if you have enough romantic kisses its sort of the same thing. You timed your breakup well. If Megan had cursed you before Valentines day none of this would have been half off.”

“How much did this all cost?”

Your best friend reaches out towards the sink and pulls out a long receipt like a magician pulling a row of handkerchiefs out of a sleeve. “Like fifty bucks.  Cheaper than going to the emergency room for a curse breaker.”

“Huh.“  You grab one of the kisses and unwrap it .  It’s a pink one.  You pop it into your mouth.  “Real sweet of you.”

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You ever think about how only the monsters are allowed to be ugly? Only the monsters are allowed to grow old.

Beautiful Princess. Beautiful Queen. The Queen dies is childbirth, saintly in death, to add an element of tragedy to the Main Character's life.

What of it? Only the trolls and goblins can be fat, lumpy, nobby-kneed and sharp-elbowed. The old women are all witches and crones.

People will rally around a cute, rust-bucket robot, than cry in horror because the villain is a *horrible, unnatural* cyborg.

What about it? What of it?

Are we not all monsters here?

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Extremely nitpicky but I hate white wedding gowns in fantasy, especially when they make absolutely no sense in the setting. No, that culture in the far north that prioritizes function over form and mostly wears heavy furs would not have the means, ability, or desire to make a sleeveless ivory silk gown with a semi-sweetheart neckline. Please be sensible about this and use your creativity instead of just slapping a Kleinfeld wedding gown into a medieval fantasy setting.

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putting this on my wall like a live laugh love sign

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*emerges from the other room covered in blood* you should see the word document

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one of the reasons why "what if people went on a road trip and it was weird" is one of the oldest story types is that a lot of sense of personhood has been, historically, tied to place. the weird road trip says "what if we went somewhere else, where no one knows us, and tried out being a different person".

Odysseus, the famous liar, goes on a weird road trip & over the course of it becomes several different people, and then comes home & is all those people as well as himself, wearing the echoes of those other people

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Hi,

It’s your friendly neighbor fanfic author here. In the light of this apparent new trend of people feeding unfinished fics to AI to get an “ending,” and some people even talking about “blanket permissions,” let me just say this:

I EXPLICITLY FORBID ANYONE TO FEED MY FICS TO AI. DUDE, THAT IS ABOUT THE LEAST RESPECTFUL THING YOU CAN DO. IF YOU DO IT, SHALL YOU BE EXCOMMUNICATED FROM YOUR FANDOM AND WALK ON LEGOS BAREFOOT TILL THE END OF DAYS.

That is my anti-permission.

Thank you for your attention.

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𝙹𝚞𝚗𝚎 𝟽, 𝟷𝟿𝟷𝟸 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙳𝚒𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝙾𝚏 𝙵𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚣 𝙺𝚊𝚏𝚔𝚊, 𝟷𝟿𝟷𝟶-𝟷𝟿𝟷𝟹

[ID: June 7. Bad. Wrote nothing today. Tomorrow no time. END ID]

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Fantasy Writing Prompts!

The Prince on his Noble Steed, on his way to rescue the Princess, ignores the old beggar at the crossroads. His servant, following behind with a donkey (and the tent, the food, the bandages, etc), takes a moment to share some food and kind words with the beggar. This changes the outcome of the quest in a way that certain Royals are NOT happy about!

The Royal Advisor has rescued the missing Princess …but some are claiming that he was behind her disappearance in the first place! Is this all part of a plot for the Royal Advisor to take the throne? …Or is the Princess using the peasant-born Advisor as a scapegoat to cover up her own rebellious decision to run away from home?

The Queen knows that her Step-Daughter is dead. This creature who came out of the woods, pale skinned and crimson-lipped, claiming the late Princess’s name… This is Something Else. Though she may not be able to defeat the “Princess” or her seven little bodyguards through direct force, the Queen hopes that, through poison or trickery or anything else she can put together… she’ll be the one to make it out of this alive.

Sleeping Beauty slept for 100 years before the Prince broke the spell– and her Castle slept with her, guarded by thorns. Now there’s a Royal Wedding to plan, and a young(?) Court Mage who spent the past century studying & practicing Dream-Walking and Dream-Magic wonders what’s next… and if they were right, when they called him mad.

In order to prevent war, the Princess was engaged to marry the Dark King of the neighboring kingdom. When the Princess disappears en route to the wedding, leaving behind a note about eloping with her “True Love,” her entourage has NO CHOICE but to find somebody among their numbers to take the Princess’s place… and, for the sake of peace, hope that the King never finds out about their deception.

The Knight is off to Slay the Dragon and Win the Princess’s hand in marriage! This decision is COMPLETELY unrelated to the fact that his (Ex?) Lover, the Enchantress, just kicked him out!

The Prince’s fiance has been captured by the Wicked Sorcerer! Unfortunately, it seems the Prince is refusing to go on a Quest to rescue her. [Fiance]’s Handmaiden DEMANDS an explanation!

The Woods are full of bears, wolves, witches, monsters, and all kinds of dangerous creatures who love to eat foolish and disobedient children for dinner! Two siblings debate whether they should stay under the “safety” of their family’s roof, or if it would be wiser to take their chances with the Woods.

The Troll King is dead! Time for an ELECTION to vote for the new Troll King! I’m sure at least ONE of the candidates from the North, East, South, and West will be chill, sane, and level-headed… right?

A Lord and a Siren have fallen in love! …For some reason, they want to hire a Pirate Crew to facilitate their elopement. This would be easier if the happy couple could agree on if they’d be living on land, or in the sea, once the proper magic items had been acquired…

These prompts are free for whoever wants to use them! Please tag me, if a story should come of it!

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one of the most ship dynamics of all time

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Kevin Tong