#business proposal writing

[the-broken-pen]

“I don’t need you.”

It sounded less grounded than the villain had wanted it to. It sounded like something someone had told them to say, and they were just repeating it with half hearted determination. They said it again, “I don’t need you.”

“No,” the hero agreed. They were grinning. “You don’t.”

The villain floundered. They, in all honesty, wanted a fight. To prove something, they supposed. That they really didn’t need the hero. That they weren’t in the wrong, here. “What?”

“I said,” the hero said slowly, and the beginnings of a grin curled at the edges of their mouth. “You don’t need me.”

“I don’t need you,” the villain repeated, and the hero nodded encouragingly. It just made the villain want to hit them.

The hero lounged against the doorframe, halfway in and halfway out of their apartment. And truly, that was the worst bit of it all—the hero wasn’t showing up outside the villain’s house, or driving by the villain’s work to see if they truly looked happier without them. But the villain was.

They wanted to scream, and kick, and throw plates onto the ground.

‘Leave me alone.’

But they couldn’t say that, because the hero had. They had cut contact and blocked numbers and ignored the villain’s car as it went by. Still, the villain felt haunted. As if they would never be clean of the hero, parts of their soul forever dirtied by it all.

The hero’s smile, and the way their voice sounded when they knew the villain would cave to their wishes.

They just wanted the hero to—

“Leave me alone.” It slipped out against their better judgement. From the way the hero’s grin widened, they knew it had been the worst thing they could have said.

“Darling, I have,” the hero said, their tone saccharine. Pitying. “You’re the one outside of my apartment.”

It felt like being burned alive, the frustration of it. The way it rose in their chest but had nowhere to go, leaving them shaking with nothing and everything trapped under their tongue.

“That’s not what I meant and you know that—“

“What, you miss me that bad? I thought you—“

“Shut up,” the villain snapped. The hero raised an eyebrow.

“It’s eating you alive, isn’t it?” They sounded pleased.

“It’s not,” the villain protested.

“I told you, you don’t need me.”

“I know,” the villain grit out.

“But you want me.”

Something in the villain’s brain stalled.

“Excuse me?”

“You don’t need me. You never have,” the hero said it like it was a fact. “You want me, though. Even as the sound of my name burns you, and the memory of me rots in your mouth, you’re going to want me.”

“You’re wrong.”

“Am I?” The hero’s voice dropped to a whisper. “You can go out to every bar in this city, kiss a hundred people who look like me and get just drunk enough to forget you’re not mine anymore—but you’re never going to stop missing me.”

The hero knew, of course they did, how hard the villain had tried to forget it entirely. The disaster they had become trying to be clean again.

“No matter how many shots you take to block out the memory of me, you’ll always be mine.”

“You’re insane,” the villain finally managed. The hero simply tipped their head to the side in acknowledgement. “That’s not-what’s wrong with you—“

“You’re the one who misses me.”

It stung, deep in the villain’s stomach. It took them too long to remember how to breathe—too long after that to think of what to say.

“If I’m lucky, I won’t ever have to see you again,” their voice quivered, slightly. “But knowing us, the next time we meet it will be in hell.”

The hero laughed and closed the door in their face.

The villain blocked them. Avoided the side of town the worked in. Moved three cities over.

It didn’t matter.

The villain could still feel the hero under their skin.

Later, whenever someone would ask, “Have you ever been haunted?”

The villain would think back to the hero.

And say, “Yes.”

[taxi-boi]

the vees are so funny because you know val would say some aphobic shit like "what do you MEAN someone can form meaningful bonds that transcend sex and even romance but especially sex. what do you MEAN not everyones lives revolve around fucking and sucking or atleast like loving if your into that shit"  (romance nuetral arospec allosexual)

meanwhile his on again off again boytoy fuckpartner vox has never truly been sexually attracted to anyone in his life (high libido sex positive ace demi-aro with a propensity for alterous attraction *cough one-sided radiostatic cough*)

and the both of them are in a commited platonic/business relationship with velvette who has absolutely no sexual or romantic interest in either of them (idk if shes a lesbian or aspec or bi and they're just not her type in that way; but its all the same result)

and yet none of them view their partnership as anything below or lesser than compared to the romantic and sexual relationships they do have. if not outright being more important than those (QPR-cule) 

and ofcourse vox and vel will be standing right alongside valentino as he says this, nodding along without a hint of sarcasm or self awareness because they also genuinely think they believe the same thing.

and if you try to point this out to any of them (and somehow convince them that what they have going on is queer platonic and aspec in nature) they'll just be like "yeah but we're The Vees, we're overlords, we can just do whatever the Fuck (or lack there of) we want" and you know what they're right

[xcherryerim]

Derek: Do you know what my love for you and this credit card have in common?

They both have no limit.

[ventismacchiato]

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scaramouche — just playing the part (completed)

↳ you and scaramouche are both drama majors and have been at each other’s throats vying for the same lead roles since high school. but when you’re both cast as each other’s love interest in your second year you’re forced to be civil with your academic rival and see him in a new light. are his feelings for you true or is he just playing the part?

scaramouche — behind the lens (completed)

↳ you, better known as STARDUST, and BALLADEER have always been in competition for the top streamer spot on twitch, which is especially impressive since the two of you have never shown your faces. you’ve never been on good terms, constantly one-upping each other in matches and getting into petty arguments on twitter, causing your fans to also dislike each other. that’s until BALLADEER does a face reveal that breaks the internet with his good looks…which makes you realize it’s the same guy you went on a date with last night. the type of date that made you crave to see him again. the only problem was he didn’t know you were STARDUST and he was way different behind the lens than he portrayed himself online to you. should you keep your identity a secret to salvage the relationship or just let him go?

scaramouche — stuck with you (ongoing)

↳ after the disaster that was the live award show, where you and scaramouche got into an argument on stage after both of your groups got a tie for top artists, your guys' PR teams have been in shambles trying to scrape up your mess. that's when the idea to send you both off with some other idols to a remote location for a survival dating show to mend your public image comes up. before you know it your bags are packed and you’re on a plane to a remote island. the only obligation is you need to end up with scaramouche at the end of the show, whether you end up liking him or not doesn’t matter to your managers as long as the show’s ratings stay high. whatever you do in between to get there is up to you!

scaramouche — the business proposal (not started)

↳ after agreeing to go on a blind date in the place of your rich friend, aether, and sabotaging it on purpose, you think it’ll be like the usual dates you’ve tried to ruin for your friend. but when you go on the date acting as him you’re dumbfounded, it’s scaramouche…the CEO of the company where you work. scaramouche’s mother, ei, and founder of his company grew sick of her son being single and continuously sets him up on blind dates. scara is a workaholic and is annoyed by this so he decides to marry the person on his next blind date so he won’t be distracted from his company anymore. that person happens to be you, but pretending to be your friend aether. after seeing how badly the date went he chooses you just so he can anger his mother. you continue to play the part of his fake future partner and also employee, staying out of his sight during work so he doesn’t realize you aren’t who you said you were. how long until he finds out?

scaramouche — thank you, next (not started)

↳ in a universe where you and your soulmate swap bodies on your twenty-first birthday and every birthday after that. world renowned soloist scaramouche is set to have a concert on the day of your guys’ shared birthday, a firm believer he doesn’t have a soulmate and wants nothing to do with them. you, a college student who hasn’t listened to a single one of scara’s songs, swap bodies with him on the day of your final exam and his big concert. you’re now under the public eye for ruining his career and scara has to deal with your wrath since he failed your exams. he must also process the fact that he does in fact have a soulmate, one he couldn’t care less about.

scaramouche — checkmate (not started)

scaramouche, the grumpy son of the mother of one of the most prominent companies of teyvat, receives an ultimatum from her after she deems him as too spoiled to become her company’s heir. he may either leave the house penniless and survive for two years or achieve results as a team leader under her company, in which he chooses the latter. in doing so he’s forced to move out and rent out from you, a middle class employee at his mother’s company who is a landlord on the side. you enjoy holding power over your new grumpy roommate and berate the spoiled man every chance you get. but that’s until you go to work and find out he’s your new boss, where he now holds power over you.

scaramouche — LOVER BOY™ (not started)

for extra money an ai company pays scaramouche to roleplay as a boyfriend on one of their fake dating apps since they can’t afford to have a proper ai. it’s easy money but you drive him over the edge when you keep begging for esex, leading him to admit he’s a real person. even then, he continues to talk to you and you both form a close online friendship. but unbeknownst to you, he’s the same person you’ve been intense academic rivals with since your college freshmen year.

[akkivee]

ALL THE ADULTS IN ICHIROS LIFE ARE A BUNCH OF BUM FCKS THERE I SAID IT I NEED EACH AND EVERY SINGLE ADULT TO GET AWAY FROM HIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIMM

[filmbyjy]

BUSINESS PROPOSAL > fourty-eight! that’s a pervert!

a/n: just before business proposal ends, we have to bring back the twins🥺

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synopsis > being the amazing friend you were, you had helped your friend who desperately did not want to go on the blind date so you went as her. however, you were dumbfounded to find out that the CEO was your friend’s blind date! hopefully, he doesn’t recognise you.

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[good--merits-accumulated]

truly like... one good Western away from writing an anderperry cowboy au

[fate-motif]

sometimes i look at jack crusher, away from the actual episodes of picard s3, and i see potential and something interesting. but then i remember how the people that write him are like and i’m like. actually you’re not even worth fixing for fic purposes. i hope legacy dies in a bog somewhere.

[kaithesimps-blog]

Someone please make a fic about this man!!!

Pls tag me if you see/make a fanfic about him ty!

(An x reader fanfic)

[ruth-t]

Pride

I see you. And I see you for who you are and what you have become, but I still like to imagine you as the little boy with hopes and dreams, the boy that smiled because he wanted to shine brightly upon the world, and not the man who now smiles to hide his intentions and seeks attention because he lives in fear. I loved you. I would have loved you. Tears stream down my eyes, along sniffles and sighs, so maybe I still do. And I wonder, if you still love me too.

If you still love me now that she’s gone, if you would love me more if I wrote you a song, or I gave you my time, but frankly it doesn’t feel like you would even notice if I took my own life, but you wanted me to give you my life, you wanted to make me your wife, we were never engaged, but the separation is still stark, and I’m still in the dark because you’re never clear with me, yes we still talk, but I can never read the in-betweens. Could you ever be direct? Or maybe my intuition is incorrect, maybe I’m just crazy and deluded, maybe we were never friends and maybe everything else you alluded to was just another manipulation, you playing the game. I tried to be supportive when you were down, but you never really cared for my tribulations or wanted to know me, you were the person I related to the most in this world, but you still couldn’t show me decency or compassion, you utilized me as if I were another key in your master plan, if it didn’t work out, you could always just forge a new one, through a blockchain command, and now my heart’s a blockade, barricaded with walls, but whenever I still see your name it still rumbles resoundingly, quite astounding how it reverberates in spite of so much silence because you were my loneliest companion. You told me to only send you things I was proud of, so I sent you my heart and you crushed it in shards without any regard of its contents, sometimes it feels like all I ever was to you was just another business transaction, thought we had a chemical attraction, but I could never get a reaction from you and it breaks me because the person whom I admired the most, slowly became a villain, way before I knew you, maybe I never even knew you, but I still think I know you better than most because of how much was untold.

[szappan]

idk if this would be helpful to you but how about. you pick your fave 5 letters. then make up a thesis statement/question/thing that stars with each of thise 5 letters. and then make a poll and have people vote on it? not the same as getting assigned something specific but it might give you direction. in case you dont have any favourite letters here are my 10 top 10 if you want more examples 1. j 2. e 3. o 4. g 5. d 6. b 7. i 8. l 9. z 10. u

if this isnt totally your thing and youre not interest u dont have to reply i just thought maybe u need a nudge like this :-)

augh this is brilliant thank you my friend ill give this a spin :-) those are very good letters indeed!! thank you for your help, getting peer reviewed should be very useful, so ill think about those statements now!

[chucapybara]

life hard. cat soft

[try-set-me-on-fire]

@indigo2831 tagged me in 7 sentence Sunday so here's a bit (slightly more than seven sentences oops) from proposal fic! Tagging @rogerzsteven if you got anything!

"It wasn't even-" Bobby frowns as his voice fails, and clears his throat to try again. "I kept wishing I could be mad at you. Being reckless again, running into danger, getting yourself hurt." He exhales heavily, breath stuttering into a sad little laugh. "But I watched you climb that ladder. I kept playing it over and over in my head. You had three points of contact the whole time. Could have filmed it for a goddamn safety manual. It could have been-" his voice catches again, and Buck turns his hand to grab onto Bobby's. "It could have been any of us. It could have been any of us up there. All the stupid stunts you pull that you walk away from, and it's-" Bobby's free hand waves wildly into the room. "It's a random fucking act of god that nearly-"

[purpleplaid17]

Jess Watches // Sat 18 Nov // Day 57 Synopses & Favourite Scenes & Poll

Monarch: Legacy of Monsters 1x01 Aftermath

Cate travels to Japan to get answers about her father and uncovers a shocking secret. Keiko, Lee, and Billy pursue a theory about Titans.

I was very impressed with the spider monster cgi in the first scene, less so with the animation of John Goodman running away lol. I get that he obviously couldn't do it himself but they could've edited that bit more realistically imo. I thought Cate and her grandmother Keiko grounded each timeline really well and I look forward to learning more about them.

A Business Proposal (with friend) Ep 9

Jo Yoo Jung falls for Sung Hoon, landing him in hot water with Young Seo. Tae Moo and Ha Ri try to keep their relationship a secret at work.

Their breakfast date where he cooked for her was such a lovely way of showing he cares for her. And him nearly outing them at work because he had doodled her name with hearts around it on his work schedule causing Sunghoon to physically drag him out of the room lmao.

Sex Education 4x06 Episode 6

Goodbyes are never easy, but this one's a mess. With emotions firing on all cylinders, Maeve finds the right words. Aimee gets inspired; Eric gets real.

How did no one accidentally sit on Aimee's angel cupcakes? It was such a sweet gesture but it was a close call a couple of times lol. And I loved Aimee being able to express her rage and having a breakthrough about her art. Also, Was Otis always this selfish? and How does a 17 year old qualify as a radio sex therapist?

[filmbyjy]

BUSINESS PROPOSAL > special! the many FaceTime sessions

a/n: poor jake, having to witness y/n and sunghoon get all nasty and mushy

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synopsis > being the amazing friend you were, you had helped your friend who desperately did not want to go on the blind date so you went as her. however, you were dumbfounded to find out that the CEO was your friend’s blind date! hopefully, he doesn’t recognise you.

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[delilahsbabyaccount]

Hey girll

My request, as discussed with you, is for you to write a ‘fanfic’ of me and my soulmate that you told me about in the reading you gave me.

You can write whatever you want with the knowledge of the reading, but I want him to be french lol.

Thanks alot! Love ya!

~Le Connard Français~

☆ pairing: requestee x soulmate

★ summary: two individuals unknowingly step into Fate's favourite dance

☆ warnings: inappropriate language, arguing, mentions of death, racial stereotypes, entitlement

★ word count: 871

☆ inspired song/s: La Seine (Extrait de la bande originale un monstre a Paris) - Vanessa Paradis, -M- ; Love, Maybe - MeloMance ; Ice Cream - BLACKPINK ft. Selena Gomez ; July - Sir Chloe ; Lights Up - Harry Styles ; Not Like The Movies - Katy Perry

a/n: this is written for a close friend of mine, I hope she enjoys it and if someone else finds it interesting - I hope they enjoy it as well! This is intended for both light and dark mode. This is a spiritual piece of writing - neither fiction nor fact.

"Which flavour would you like, ma'am?" The lady in her 'Ice & Spice' uniform stared at Reese expectantly as Ava peered over the varied choices presented to her.

"Uh, yoghurt sounds good, thank you." Reese responded as the employee nodded her head and reached for the sugar cone behind her.

The quaint little ice cream shop was bustling with an abnormal amount of customers for mid July as their holiday season was only in December.

Reese's head slowly turned to her sister, Ava, who was supposed to be picking an ice-cream flavour but had ended up speaking to her boyfriend instead.

He had come to visit her and she found it most appropriate to put all of her attention onto him, which - of course - Reese wouldn't have minded if she wasn't left with over half of their shared responsibilities because of it.

Despite time having past quite quickly and it had been a proper while, everyone's roots were still quite all over the place and things were still not at stable as would have been preferable.

Reese's thoughts circled into rushed trains, filled with worries over gruntled finances and the future of her siblings. Things are still tough and she couldn't help but feel like she was the only one trying to do the necessary work. Her hand grips the sugar cone tightly as her body ages through the trains of thought trailing around.

In that time, Ava and her partner had already made their way to the side-bar-esque seats at the back of the tiny shop.

"Yeah, so I invited for him to join us since he hasn't really seen the town yet-," Ava's boyfriend mentioned in between the feasting on his flavoured ice,"-oh! There he is now!"

< Her POV >

I had barely even tasted my treat before it had made harsh contact with my shirt.

Yoghurt ice cream crawled and spread itself all over my favourite black top, soaking itself down my waist and my jeans, the cold sent shivers down my spine as my eyes shot up.

The culprit's amused face registered quicker than the anger radiating from my shock. My face had contorted into a state of disgust as he started to laugh like it was just the funniest thing in the world.

'Laugh.'

'How could he laugh right now?! I just bought this fucking ice cream!'

My eyes shot daggers, yet he seemed to simply turn them into pieces of confetti - very poorly trying to hide his obscene sniggering behind his accessorised hand.

Although easily the most beautiful boy I'd ever seen, I had no where enough time to appreciate it as he stepped closer to me, bringing the highest level of pretentiousness along with him.

"Ah, désolé mon cher, don't look so serious, no?" His accent was vibrant and radiated through my space - it was gorgeous - at least until he shrugged with nonchalance and turned to face my sister's boyfriend as if nothing had even happened.

Soon enough, my skin reminded my mind of the cold dripping onto my shoes but my frown had already followed his turning figure in determination. I was absolutely knocked speechless and in the most aggravated way.

Ava had attempted to attend to my issue, but I was too preoccupied with what I had deemed the true issue.

I reached out and exasperatedly pushed him to face me. "Excuse me? You're just going to ignore what just happened?"

My frown deepened, pressing hard into my face as he looked me up and down - completely uninterested like I had asked him about a fly on the wall.

"I see not what you are talking about. It was accident." He scoffed, stuffing his hands into the pockets of his dark blue baggy jeans, blinking in slow - practically bored - beats.

"How was it an accident?! You walked straight into me!" My arms seemingly rose to my defense as I addressed him.

His black eyes gracelessly rolled around in their sockets and I had just about had enough of this insanely arrogant attitude when we had finally made proper eye contact.

Everything inside of me was immediately just...angry. Or rather, angrier. You could just tell from the way he carried himself and how he would address others in behaviour and attitude that this guy had never faced any true hardship. The childish, immature and entitled look in his petty eyes told me everything I needed to know about this french fuckboy.

"This fille can take no joke, hm?" He tilted his stupid head to the side, pointing his long finger with the ridiculously large ring into my face. "I buy you new one and you stop being such a idiote?"

I nearly hit him right then and there as he bent down to my height, bearing the most assholerary smile I had ever seen.

He was crazy lucky that I could no longer ignore the cold from the ocean breeze blowing on the sticky ice-cream. He was insanely lucky that my sister had thought of phoning my father to pick me up. He was brilliantly lucky that my father had arrived at that moment.

I was terribly, horrifically unlucky to find out an hour later that he would be around for a painfully long time.

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