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narratively I am a fan of romances that don’t ever actually become romances

I don’t mean in an aromantic life partner way, I mean romantic tension that is never resolved or acted upon for whatever reason but by the end it’s clear that both characters experienced the love of their lives without ever acknowledging it as such. but they know. they know.

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hi, yes, this is me procrastinating, as you can see. ft the boys from an original fic of mine.

(here on ao3)

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Expanding a thought from a conversation this morning:

In general, I think "Is X out-of-character?" is not a terribly useful question for a writer. It shuts down possibility, and interesting directions you could take a character.

A better question, I believe, is "What would it take for Character to do X?" What extremity would she find herself in, where X starts to look like a good idea? What loyalties or fears leave him with X as his only option? THAT'S where a potentially interesting story lies.

In practice, I find that you can often justify much more from a character than you initially dreamed you could: some of my best stories come from "What might drive Character to do [thing he would never do]?" As long as you make it clear to the reader what the hell pushed your character to this point, you've got the seed of a compelling story on your hands.

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So, I've got kinda a comic making question I was hoping you coukd give some insight to. I've been planning on making a webcomic and I wanted to know how you go about outlining a chapter? You see, I have scriptwriting experience for comics, but I was doing it in the way you might for an issue of a typical western comic book, so I had a cap of 22 pages. And since webcomics don't have that cap, I was wondering how you handled how many pages each chapter would be? Is it just as many as you deem fit for the beats of the chapter to flow well? Or do you have a page count you aim for per chapter and adjust as you see fit? I know there aren't any like. Rules for doing this, but it's just something I've had on my mind lol

hmmm unfortunately for the most part my process is oops all vibes: I definitely tend to work under "as many as I deem fit for the beats of the chapter to flow well," but i think there's probably at least a few things about my process that I can elucidate that might help.

i tend to organize my written outline by ACT [ general idea for what takes place and what conflict is taking place in the character,] and then underneath that would fit CHAPTER [what ideas i am trying to establish] , and then underneath that would fit SCENE (written dialogue, setting descriptions, stage directions). I like to start with the biggest overlying connective tissue between scenes and then get smaller and nitty grittier as i write.

this is very quickly made and generalized, but for example if i was telling a story about someone going to the grocery store:

ACT ONE: the discovery of the secret

a girl goes to a the grocery store and discovers the secrets of the sinister, hidden, dark grocery store underground. character should be set up to be so driven by hunger that she just might do anything to satiate it.

CHAPTER 1: (set up)

how does she get to the grocery store? how do i succinctly establish the character of this story? what is she lacking that she should grow to be able to receive by the end of the story?)

scene1 (girl wakes up from violent nightmares with a dark pit in her stomach. she reluctantly gets out of bed).

scene2 (girl goes to pour her cereal and notices that she is completely out of coco puffs. her previous gut feelings that the day would go poorly are confirmed)

scene3 (girl drives to grocery store, for aforementioned coco puffs. another dark feeling tugs at her and is yet again rewarded for it's honesty by a cheerful grocery store employee slipping her a note simply reading "help."

CHAPTER 2 (building tension)

how does the character respond to the call of action and what does that say about her? what are the red flags i should establish now that will foreshadow just how wrong and disturbed this work culture is? what am I trying to SAY by writing it like this- what will the viewer take away, inadvertently or not, by framing the grocery store underbelly like this?

scene1 (girl is alarmed but calmly walks down the aisle. this is not her problem. she is so hungry. she walks toward the coco puffs. her heart sinks: they are out of stock)

scene2 (her heart lifts again when another employee calls out to her, holding the coveted puffs. the girl accepts them, grateful that she will finally have breakfast, when suddenly she notices another note has been slipped to her under the box. "i know who you are. meet me in the bathroom in 5 minutes and change everybody's life here forever."

scene3 (she's had enough. she races to the check out line with the puffs and in her hurry, she notices the box isn't making any noise as it shakes by her side. not like coco puffs in a box often do. she realizes with a heavy heart that it's empty. she sighs and turns around. she reluctantly walks toward the bathroom... almost like she's done this before.

ACT 2: doing something about the secret.

character is officially thrust into this underground network of grocery store vigilantes against her will...she is not happy... she swore she left her days of fighting middle management crime behind her and yet..... these embittered employees are stoking old fires in her heart she had once thought unstokable. we learn about her relationship to this lifestyle and how it led to the person she is today.

etc, etc, etc, and so on, and so forth.

Basically, I don't plan out how many pages I'm going to have. i usually only find out by the time i'm finished sketching it all; and usually by drawing it all out you end up having more ideas, which adds more scenes, etc, etc, etc, webcomicing never ends and never will

My general rule of thumb is to always use as few pages as you can possibly afford without taking away from the story. make it as short as you possibly can while still letting it be as long as it needs to be.

Pacing is everything. the page count truly does not matter as long as the flow is flowing; it entirely depends on your story! your chapter could be 2 pages long if it made sense in the story for it to be 2 pages long (side note: desperately been trying to find a place for a 2 page long chapter for years now but it's never reached fruition. one day. you wait).

IK this is coming from a girl who writes 200 page long chapters, haha. I like to think that I'm getting better at being briefer, but somehow, i never end up briefer than 200. your story could be different! most are. it should be. don't do what i do.

that being said, my overall advice is to always prioritize pacing and writing over an arbitrary page count quota. if the length feels good for the story, then do it. I hope this helps! mwa.

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“It’s not too late, let’s go.” // first kiss

Steve ingat betul ciuman pertama mereka: di senja hari di jalan setapak di taman belakang gedung kampusnya, dengan suara bass musik terdengar dari kejauhan dan lampu remang-remang sebagai penerangan.

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join me in doing a fictober things with these boys uwu

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Writing Advice: by Chuck Palahniuk In six seconds, you’ll hate me. But in six months, you’ll be a better writer. From this point forward—at least for the next half year—you may not use “thought” verbs. These include: Thinks, Knows, Understands, Realizes, Believes, Wants, Remembers, Imagines, Desires, and a hundred others you love to use. The list should also include: Loves and Hates. And it should include: Is and Has, but we’ll get to those later. Until some time around Christmas, you can’t write: Kenny wondered if Monica didn’t like him going out at night…” Instead, you’ll have to Un-pack that to something like: “The mornings after Kenny had stayed out, beyond the last bus, until he’d had to bum a ride or pay for a cab and got home to find Monica faking sleep, faking because she never slept that quiet, those mornings, she’d only put her own cup of coffee in the microwave. Never his.” Instead of characters knowing anything, you must now present the details that allow the reader to know them. Instead of a character wanting something, you must now describe the thing so that the reader wants it. Instead of saying: “Adam knew Gwen liked him.” You’ll have to say: “Between classes, Gwen had always leaned on his locker when he’d go to open it. She’s roll her eyes and shove off with one foot, leaving a black-heel mark on the painted metal, but she also left the smell of her perfume. The combination lock would still be warm from her butt. And the next break, Gwen would be leaned there, again.” In short, no more short-cuts. Only specific sensory detail: action, smell, taste, sound, and feeling. Typically, writers use these “thought” verbs at the beginning of a paragraph (In this form, you can call them “Thesis Statements” and I’ll rail against those, later). In a way, they state the intention of the paragraph. And what follows, illustrates them. For example: “Brenda knew she’d never make the deadline. was backed up from the bridge, past the first eight or nine exits. Her cell phone battery was dead. At home, the dogs would need to go out, or there would be a mess to clean up. Plus, she’d promised to water the plants for her neighbor…” Do you see how the opening “thesis statement” steals the thunder of what follows? Don’t do it. If nothing else, cut the opening sentence and place it after all the others. Better yet, transplant it and change it to: Brenda would never make the deadline. Thinking is abstract. Knowing and believing are intangible. Your story will always be stronger if you just show the physical actions and details of your characters and allow your reader to do the thinking and knowing. And loving and hating. Don’t tell your reader: “Lisa hated Tom.” Instead, make your case like a lawyer in court, detail by detail. Present each piece of evidence. For example: “During roll call, in the breath after the teacher said Tom’s name, in that moment before he could answer, right then, Lisa would whisper-shout ‘Butt Wipe,’ just as Tom was saying, ‘Here’.” One of the most-common mistakes that beginning writers make is leaving their characters alone. Writing, you may be alone. Reading, your audience may be alone. But your character should spend very, very little time alone. Because a solitary character starts thinking or worrying or wondering. For example: Waiting for the bus, Mark started to worry about how long the trip would take…” A better break-down might be: “The schedule said the bus would come by at noon, but Mark’s watch said it was already 11:57. You could see all the way down the road, as far as the Mall, and not see a bus. No doubt, the driver was parked at the turn-around, the far end of the line, taking a nap. The driver was kicked back, asleep, and Mark was going to be late. Or worse, the driver was drinking, and he’d pull up drunk and charge Mark seventy-five cents for death in a fiery traffic accident…” A character alone must lapse into fantasy or memory, but even then you can’t use “thought” verbs or any of their abstract relatives. Oh, and you can just forget about using the verbs forget and remember. No more transitions such as: “Wanda remembered how Nelson used to brush her hair.” Instead: “Back in their sophomore year, Nelson used to brush her hair with smooth, long strokes of his hand.” Again, Un-pack. Don’t take short-cuts. Better yet, get your character with another character, fast. Get them together and get the action started. Let their actions and words show their thoughts. You—stay out of their heads. And while you’re avoiding “thought” verbs, be very wary about using the bland verbs “is” and “have.” For example: “Ann’s eyes are blue.” “Ann has blue eyes.” Versus: “Ann coughed and waved one hand past her face, clearing the cigarette smoke from her eyes, blue eyes, before she smiled…” Instead of bland “is” and “has” statements, try burying your details of what a character has or is, in actions or gestures. At its most basic, this is showing your story instead of telling it. And forever after, once you’ve learned to Un-pack your characters, you’ll hate the lazy writer who settles for: “Jim sat beside the telephone, wondering why Amanda didn’t call.” Please. For now, hate me all you want, but don’t use thought verbs. After Christmas, go crazy, but I’d bet money you won’t. (…) For this month’s homework, pick through your writing and circle every “thought” verb. Then, find some way to eliminate it. Kill it by Un-packing it. Then, pick through some published fiction and do the same thing. Be ruthless. “Marty imagined fish, jumping in the moonlight…” “Nancy recalled the way the wine tasted…” “Larry knew he was a dead man…” Find them. After that, find a way to re-write them. Make them stronger.

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I need to go back to school.

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My learning is ofwficially insignificant. My writing minor and all those classes do not make me as qualified as reading this has.

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Literally none of my story ideas come with a plot, ever. WITHOUT FAIL, it’s always just an Aesthetic, like two and a half characters, some very, very vivid settings, and a weird concept. Never plot. Not even an inkling of a plot. My brain tosses me this cool stuff and is like welp i’ll be back in 4-5 business months 

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list of trash aus i need immediately

“hey we hooked up last night and it turns out you are my childs teacher” au

“we both play this stupid game online and you keep beating me every single goddamn time so i called you out and you are pretty cute but can you not” au

“im a bartender and you just came in here without shoes sat down and ordered a chocolate volcano and idk what the fuck that is and im scared to ask” au

“we are neighbours and every night at 3:14 am you start yodeling for no fucking reason??? why???? is that you yodeling??? its been 2 months???” au

“im a pizza delivery person and i just delivered a pizza to someone in the middle of a satanic ritual and they gave me their number???” au

“i woke up this morning to find you sitting in my living room with a goat in a poncho??? who are you??? why is the goat wearing a poncho??? how did you get the goat in here i live on the 12th floor???” au

“we work out at the same gym and you always look super legit but i know you sing hannah montana in the shower and you know i know” au

“im a cashier and i saw you stuffing you pants full of potatoes and i would stop you but you already have 27 and i want to see how many you can fit"au

“its 4 am and im drunk as fuck in a mcdonalds and you have been watching my trying to eat this burger for 30 minutes” au

“i was playing beer pong with a coin and i accidentally threw it right into your eye at a party” au

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Good Kid/Troublemaker AUs

You’re a rebel by accident cause you get really animated when you talk and hit people in the face leading to fights. Now you just roll with it. I know the truth though.

Totally saw you spray paint the principals car and you’ll have to buy me dinner to keep me quiet.

I pretty much live in detention and you’re a straight A student here on your first offense. Wanna add another and skip detention with me?

Every time I get in a fight you patch me up but now I’m the one patching you up after your tripped on thin air.

I’m a super tough punk who hates authority. Your parents are cops who have met me more than once but I like you a lot.

Me and my buddies vandalized your backyard trampling your mini garden in the process. Now I feel really shitty cause you’re really upset about this. Look I’ll help fix it okay just stop with the sad faces.

Accidentally knocked you out when you got caught in the middle of a fist fight between me and this other kid during school. So I sat with you in the nurses office. Shut up! Punks like me have consciouses to you know!

You’re always picking fights and I’m the one who has to use my charm and way with words to stop them from getting out of hand.

You’re a police officer and I’m constantly in and out of holding/jail and we get to know each other well so sometimes you give me my favorite treats when no ones looking.

I’m always fighting and getting in trouble at school so people avoid me. You frequent the small ice cream shop my parents own and know how kind I am to children and elderly people but I don’t realize this.

You give me a piggy back ride (or ride home) after I got out of a brutal fight and can barely stand.

I brought my new kitten to school hold her please while I kick this guys ass. 

Punks can get scared of thunder storms to

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i. “It’s not too late, let’s go.” // first kiss

Steve ingat betul ciuman pertama mereka: di senja hari di jalan setapak di taman belakang gedung kampusnya, dengan suara bass musik terdengar dari kejauhan dan lampu remang-remang sebagai penerangan.

Akhirnya. Setelah permainan tarik ulur sepihak yang panjang. Setelah bolak-balik berkirim pesan dengan penuh kehati-hatian. Setelah Steve sudah berada di ambang memupus harapan untuk bisa bersama dengan cowok impiannya itu.

Akhirnya.

“Yep, sudah pasti bukan straight,” kata Adam tiba-tiba, tanpa ada aba-aba, yang membuat Steve melupakan rasa gugupnya dan langsung melepas tawa.

Jantungnya masih berdegup kelewat kencang dan telapak tangannya terasa basah, tapi Adam kembali menariknya dalam ciuman, dan apa yang bisa Steve lakukan selain balas menciumnya? Kalau dia sedang berada di dunia mimpi, Tuhan, jangan biarkan dia terbangun.

Semenit. Dua menit. Mungkin sepuluh menit? Steve tidak tahu; dia kehilangan orientasi waktu. Yang dia tahu hanyalah Adam, tangan Adam di pinggangnya, bibir Adam di bibirnya.

“Hei, hei,” kata Adam, melepas ciuman. Alisnya tertaut. “Jam berapa sekarang? Kita janjian ketemu Fina jam tujuh buat cari makan malam.”

Right. Fina. Salah satu alasan kenapa Adam ada di tempat ini, di kampusnya ini. No offence, tapi Fina ada di urutan paling bawah di daftar hal-hal yang Steve pedulikan saat itu.

Steve menariknya untuk kembali mengecupnya. “Lupakan Fina. Kita masih ada waktu, Adam.”

“No, no, no—” cowok di depannya itu mencoba beringsut menghindar, meski ucapan dan tindakannya tampak berlawanan, karena saat Steve melingkarkan lengan di pundaknya untuk memperdalam ciuman mereka, Adam kembali luluh.

Semenit. Dua menit. Dan—

“Steve,” Adam mengerang kecil, melepaskan diri dan menjauhkan wajahnya dari Steve. “Kalau kita gak datang, nanti si Fina nyariin, Steve.”

Steve ragu Fina akan ingat dengan mereka saat teman baiknya itu sedang sibuk dengan kegiatannya sendiri. Tapi wajah Adam terlihat sangat merah di bawah lampu redup taman, bergerak membenahi celana jeansnya dengan tidak nyaman, dan ah,  mungkin—mungkin mereka memang butuh waktu untuk menenangkan diri.

Steve berdehem, menyisir rambutnya dengan tangan, sebelum kemudian menepuk-nepuk bagian depan kemeja untuk mencoba merapikan penampilannya.

“Fine,” katanya akhirnya. “It’s not too late, let’s go. Kita bisa pergi ke kamar mandi kosong di lantai tiga untuk melanjutkan, but sure, kamu pilih untuk ketemuan makan sama Fina malam ini."

Dari sudut matanya, dia lihat jakun Adam bergerak naik-turun saat menelan ludah. Steve menundukkan kepala untuk menyembunyikan senyumnya yang terkembang. Setelah berhari-hari perasaannya tercabik tidak karuan, kali ini, Steve merasa hati kecilnya membumbung; terbang tinggi ke langit ketujuh.

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(Kalau Adam menciumnya lagi di balik pohon setelah bertemu Fina, kemudian lagi di ruangan kosong yang mereka lalui, dan lagi di tempat parkir sebelum Adam pulang, well, anggap ini permulaan karena mereka masih akan punya banyak kesempatan kedepan.)

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one cannot have enough of cute and random aus so here have some more

“You’re the cute and quiet customer that frequents the coffee shop where I’m a barista and also where my rival barista works and we’re both fighting for your attention in increasingly creative and inconspicuous ways (making foam art, writing cheesy pick-up lines on your napkin etc. etc.)” AU.

“You’re my roommate who’s super cute and it’s the middle of the night and you’re cramming for your exams in your flannel pajamas and disheveled hair and it’s becoming increasingly hard for me not to kiss you” AU.

“You’re an Art student and I’m an English major and you keep stealing the papers for my assignment to doodle and I would kill you but you’re really cute and hey that’s actually a really nice sketch” AU.

“You’re the perpetual frowner in class and one day as I’m answering the teacher I intentionally make a very cheesy pun and I can hear crickets but you’re laughing out loud and that makes me feel very much accomplished” AU.

“The manager says the only reason the restaurant where we work at is popular is because people enjoy eating while watching our relentless flirting with each other but I swear to God we’re not flirting???” AU.

“I ditch prom to attend a local poetry slam and you’re also there and I never really noticed what a cute smile you have and hey do you maybe want to bond over our mutual love for ‘Howl’???” AU.

“You’re new in town and you seem very intimidating but as it turns out you have an awful sense of direction even with a map and you’re actually adorkable so here let me help you” AU.

“It’s Valentine’s Day and I’m single and you want to cheer me up but you can’t cook nor bake to save your life so you make me hot chocolate instead and it is delicious and I think I love you???” AU.

“It’s gym class and we’re playing volleyball and you spike really well and you manage to hit the ball square in my face and I think I’m bleeding and you’re apologizing profusely and it’s okay but you’re really cute so I guess I’ll take you up on that offer for coffee” AU.

“You’re the jerk-face customer that keeps on thumbing through their phone while ordering their drink so I exact revenge by spelling your name wrong on your cup and drawing phallic pictures on your coffee” AU.

“Our mutual friend invites us to go shopping with them and it’s kind of awkward and now you’re pushing them around the mall in a shopping cart and you’re both screaming like excited children and I’m paying the cashier and pretending I don’t know either of you” AU.

“Our mutual friend invites us for Thanksgiving dinner with their other friends and now there’s a full-fledged food fight going on with potatoes and turkey flying everywhere and we’re both seeking refuge under the table whilst sharing a bag of chips that you brought (just in case)” AU.

“You and I are both baristas at a coffee shop and one day I step out of the café to take a break and walk in on you gleefully drawing phallic pictures on the chalkboard outside that no one pays attention to so what are you doing?” AU.

“You and I go out to a sushi bar and the sushi chef yells at you for being allergic to a particular kind of fish and now you’re crying and I’m trying to comfort you” AU.

“You and I are at a sushi restaurant and you’re continuously snagging sushi off the belt that I have to pay for and you don’t seem to be going to stop anytime soon but you look so cute when you’re eating with that smile on your face what the hell man” AU.

“The mailman constantly mixes up your home address and mine together and keeps on sending me your letters and packages and I’m sorry I look through them but your life seems very interesting as well as those books on black magic in one of your packages so wanna talk about it over a cup of coffee?” AU.

“We’re both strangers sitting in the same booth at an eatery because all the other booths are full and you’re drawing smiley faces on your plate with ketchup and wow your concentrated frown is cute” AU.

“It’s our mutual friend’s wedding and they keep shoving us into each other because we’re the only ones at the ceremony who are single” AU.

“You’re my roommate and it’s way past midnight and you’re talking about how Charles Dickens inspired prison reform and how the moon must feel insignificant because it borrows light from the sun and this is all very interesting but will you please shut up and go to sleep” AU.

“You’re actually a really friendly and chill vampire and at night you float around outside of my bedroom window to talk with me about the universe and stuff” AU.

“You’re going through my sketchbook and giving questioning looks and I swear to God I’m just a deranged artist and not a serial killer” AU.

“We live next door to each other and I can see you through the window while you’re dancing to your iPod in your flannel pajamas and disheveled hair and God you’re a dork” AU.

“I’ve been standing in line at the coffee shop for hours and you casually cut through for your drink but also buy me my favorite blend and now I’m not so sure what to make of you” AU.

“I’m sick so you make me chicken soup and I’m really grateful but I’ve also seen you read books on magical spells and potion-making so I’m not sure if I should drink your soup in case it turns me into a toad” AU.

“There’s a scrawny black cat in our neighborhood that hates everyone and everything but follows you around for some reason and I see you pet it and feed it fish fries are you a witch” AU

“I’m a perpetual frowner and most certainly not a morning person and I work part-time at a breakfast bar and your disheveled hair and content smile as you eat my waffles and scrambled eggs is the only thing that can get me to smile” AU.

“You’re the one in class who has tattoos all over their arms and piercings and everybody’s scared of you and one day I catch you watching cat videos and doodling in the middle of a lecture and wow you’re a dork” AU.

“I work part-time as a cashier at the local corner store and you come here regularly to shop and bond with me over the microwavable chicken bites so how about I take you out on a proper date instead?” AU.

“I’m the owner of a magic shop and you discover my magics one day when you walk in on my cat flying around inside the shop on a broom and now I have to take you in as my apprentice or turn you into a toad” AU.

“You’re the health-conscious med student and I’m the chain-smoking art student who’s also your barista and you leave me notes on smoking and lung health on your napkins and also a 20-page essay on lung cancer tucked under you saucer” AU.

“You’re a tea-lover yet you come to the coffee shop where I work at just to see my foam art and you give me hefty tips regularly so I’ve taken it upon myself to master the art of tea-making just for you” AU.

“I’m a fashion major and I’m working on my illustrations and maybe I’ve had too much coffee but I swear I just saw one of the mannequins move so here I am calling you in the middle of the night please help I’m scared” AU.

“You work at a fast food restaurant and as you hand me my food you lecture me for ruining my health what is this hypocrisy” AU.

“I’m egging a random person’s house to relieve stress and you join me and as it turns out the house belongs to your ex and now they are chasing us as well as the police and now we’re both in jail waiting to be bailed so um you wanna talk about it?” AU.

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100 wintery prompts for all your writing needs. most of these are based off my favourite type of wintery aus, and anything that has been pulled from someone else’s list has been credited with the link at the end of the prompt.

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01. we just had a one-night stand but a massive storm hit so now we’re snowed in, hello awkward 02. i sit at the rental booth at our local ice rink and watch you teach children how to skate 03. alternatively, i watch kids teach you how to skate because you’re a terrible skater 04. i’m running late to an important interview/meeting and you accidentally spill your hot cocoa all over my outfit 05. your car slid into a snowbank and i’m the mechanic that comes to tow you 06. we always carpool home for the holidays from college but a storm hit and now we’re taking the last room at the local b&b (bonus: bedsharing! we’re adults!) 07. you’re my hot ski instructor and i’m failing the bunny hill 08. i slip on some ice and you’re the stranger who catches me 09. i gave my winter coat to a homeless person and come into your store to warm up 10. our friends rent a cabin to go skiing and we’re the only ones who stay inside 11. you’re the asshole of our group and we don’t get along, but then i find out you make soup for the local shelter 12. we’re waiting in line for the club when you complain that your roommate stole your gloves so let me warm your hands up with mine 13. my family invites you to join our holiday meal as an obvious setup and i’m so sorry 14. the power goes out in our apartment building, but i’m not prepared for this, and you come to check on me 15. i’m having a snowball fight with my friend in the park and i hit you instead

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assorted weirdly specific AUs

“your friend set you up on a blind date and i happened to be eating alone so you thought you were meeting me and you were cute so i went along with it but you just got a text from said friend that theyre sorry your date stood you up and now i have some explaining to do” au

“you were the op on a discourse post getting a lot of hate and i messaged you to make sure you were dealing with the negativity okay” au

“i accidentally added you instead of my friend on skype but you thought i was a bot because i made my account back when ‘xXKittyHoneyXx’ was a cool name” au

“i’m the NSA agent monitoring your group chat for a week after someone posted a questionable meme and i’m becoming genuinely interested in your life” au

“i made my special request for my pizza for them to send their cutest delivery person and you showed up and apologized that you were the only one delivering tonight and i blurted out that they still got my request right” au

“you’re in the hotel room next to mine and you let me borrow your cell phone to text someone because mine is dead and charging and your lock screen is a picture from my absolute favorite show and im dying to bring it up” au

“you tried on a shirt that was too small in the store i work the changing rooms at and i had to help you out of it and now we’re making small talk" au

“we’re both walking our dogs and while we were very obviously flirting they started humping and this is so so awkward” au

“we were both at this party and you were the designated driver but i was too drunk to give you my address so i woke up in your bed and commented on how you were way out of my league before realizing we didnt sleep together” au

“you drunkenly paid for an appointment to get a tattoo at my parlor and didnt want to lose the money but the day has come and i have to hold your hand while someone else tattoos you” au

bonus: “i had to hold your hand and then you kept holding it because you’re kinda high on endorphins and admiring your new tattoo and i cant believe you havent whispered ‘i did it’ yet honestly”

double bonus: “i held your hand and you’re asking me if you can take me to dinner as thanks and honestly i’m considering it”

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