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an enemy to lovers and one bed trope but I need their responses in the morning being strangled to eachother
One Bed Trope: Morning After Dialogue
-> feel free to edit as you see fit
"Get off of me."
"Is it weird I'm comfortable?"
"Jesus Christ how did we manage to fall asleep like this?"
"How the hell did you wrap your leg around me?"
"You've been laying on my arm all night and I can't feel it."
"I would've moved to the floor but you were using me as a pillow."
"I almost fist-fought you last night when you took the blanket."
"I have to pee so bad please get up."
"I don't think I'm going to be able to look you in the eyes after this."
"You snore. Loudly."
"I do not snore, you liar."
"We don't have to talk about it, just get dressed."
"It's too early for this, we'll talk about it later."
"I don't understand how I slept so good last night."
"Let's keep it professional, alright?"
"Don't get confused, I was only clinging to you because you stole the blanket and I had no other way to keep warm."
"We're not going to bring this up ever again, right?"
"I slept really good last night." "That makes one of us."
"My arm is still asleep."
"Did you know you talk in your sleep?"
"How did the blanket end up on the floor? No wonder I was freezing."
"Go back to sleep."
"You're the only source of warmth in this stupid hotel, come back to bed before I get hypothermia."
valentine's day scenarios (but it's enemies to lovers)
prompt list by @novelbear
"you have a date? how much did you pay them?"
crashing their date with another person purposely
^ and it all was definitely out of spite. not because they were jealous. never. totally not.
sending them flowers that they just know sets off their allergies
^ probably left with some smartass note too
laughing at them simply because they seem to care about the holiday
"you celebrate this corny day?" "just say you're lonely and have no one to spend it with, next time, 'kay?"
"i told my friends i'd go on this stupid double date with them." "and that's my business because..?" "..i don't have a date."
catfishing the hell out of them online leading up to the holiday
and then it backfiring because they realize, they're actually pretty nice and sweet outside of all the arguing.
"i thought bringing you roses would be a romantic! you know!?" "not when they still have the thorns on them, dumbass!"
giving them those boxed chocolates, but replacing the filling with something else instead (like wasabi for example lmao)
"you've been teasing me all this time about being single just for you to get stood up?" "....." "move over, you're lucky i'm hungry."
giving the other candies because it was simply "left over" and "definitely stale"
perfect chance for a little secret admirer thing to go on since one may be just too embarrassed or scared to face things head on
One Bed
Warnings: Potential emotional distress due to relationships, non-sexual physical intimacy
In the dimly lit room, Hero and Villain found themselves in an unexpected predicament—they were both stranded for the night in a remote cabin, with only one bed.
Hero glanced around the cozy space, taking in the rustic decor and the soft glow of the fire crackling in the hearth. Despite the circumstances that had brought them together, there was a strange sense of tranquility in the air, as if the universe had conspired to grant them a moment of respite amidst the chaos of their rivalry.
Villain stood near the window, their silhouette outlined against the moonlit sky. There was a tension in the air, a silent acknowledgment of the unspoken truce that had settled between them for the night.
With a sigh, Hero approached the bed, feeling the weight of exhaustion settling into their bones. "Well, I guess we'll have to make do," they remarked, their voice laced with resignation.
Villain turned to face them, their gaze meeting Hero's with an intensity that sent a shiver down their spine. "Indeed," they replied, their tone unreadable.
As they settled into the bed, their bodies mere inches apart, Hero couldn't shake the feeling of unease that gnawed at their insides. They were supposed to be enemies, locked in an eternal struggle for supremacy. And yet, here they were, sharing a bed as if they were old friends.
But soon enough, discomfort crept in as Hero shifted, feeling the weight of Villain's presence too close for comfort. "I can't sleep like this," they muttered, their frustration evident in their tone.
Villain sighed, a hint of annoyance flickering across their features. "Fine," they conceded, "you take the bed. I'll take the floor."
But Hero shook their head, adamant. "No, you shouldn't have to sleep on the floor. We can find another solution."
Villain scoffed, their pride wounded by the suggestion. "I'll change rooms then," they declared, moving towards the door.
But Hero's voice stopped them in their tracks. "You can't," they said quietly. "I checked. They're fully booked."
Villain's shoulders slumped in defeat, the reality of their situation sinking in. "Well, what do you suggest we do, then?"
Hero hesitated, a flicker of uncertainty crossing their features. But then, with a determined glint in their eye, they replied, "We share the bed. But we'll make a pillow wall between us."
Villain raised an eyebrow, skeptical. "A pillow wall?"
Hero nodded, "It's the best compromise we have. We both get to sleep in the bed without invading each other's space."
With a begrudging nod, Villain acquiesced, and together they constructed a makeshift barrier of pillows between them, creating a fragile boundary between them.
As they both drifted off to sleep, the sound of their steady breathing filling the room, Hero couldn't help but wonder what the dawn would bring—a return to their bitter rivalry, or the dawn of a new understanding between them.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
As morning painted the room in soft hues of dawn, Hero stirred from their slumber, blinking groggily as consciousness returned. But as they shifted, they found themselves tangled in a mess of limbs, their body inexplicably intertwined with Villain's.
At first, confusion clouded Hero's mind, their thoughts muddled from sleep. But as awareness slowly seeped in, they couldn't help but feel a strange sense of comfort in the intimate closeness.
With a soft sigh, Hero attempted to extricate themselves from the tangle, their movements gentle so as not to disturb Villain's sleep. But as they tried to pull away, Villain stirred, their grip tightening instinctively around Hero's waist, pulling them closer.
Surprised by the unexpected gesture, Hero stilled, their heart fluttering in their chest as they gazed down at Villain's peaceful expression. In that moment, all traces of loathing melted away, leaving only the warmth of companionship.
Unable to resist the pull of the moment, Hero allowed themselves to relax into Villain's embrace, their lips curling into a soft smile at the unexpected turn of events.
And as they drifted back into a peaceful sleep, entangled in each other's embrace, Hero couldn't help but feel a sense of hope blossoming within them—a hope that perhaps, despite the odds, there was room for understanding and acceptance in even the most unlikely of relationships.
"Love, akin to wildflowers, thrives in the unlikeliest of terrains, sprouting amidst adversity and blooming with unforeseen grace."
Masterlist
how to go from daydream to draft:
begin by daydreaming as you normally do, or just after you've finished doing so. write down every thought you have. one after another. do not reread. do not stop for spelling mistakes. just dump out every thought. this is called stream of consciousness writing. you can do this for every scene you need a first draft for.
struggling to draft the scene? try to daydream about it. start thinking about how it would look, feel, what the characters would say, act it out in your head and then write out the stream of your thoughts as they arrive.
by now you have a few scene dumps. you may be tempted to go back and edit. do not do this expect for obvious spelling mistakes. do not read closely and start thinking "i need to rework this sentence." that is for later. now you're in the zone. draft more scenes. or work out what the next scene needs to be, scaffold it with a few comments. this will be the inspiration for your next deliberate thought stream that you will write out. repeat this process until you have the whole draft.
now that you have a draft or part of a draft you get to do this very fun thing called revise until you're happy. sweep through your draft with specific goals each time. one sweep to fix spelling/grammar. another for character voice. another for plot. repeat until you're happy with it.
leave it alone. just leave it for a bit. at least a few hours or days or even weeks. forget it exists. this will allow you come back with fresh eyes. then you can do your revisions with an eagle eye. now you may realize you need to add/remove scenes. you know how to get the first version down. close your eyes and daydream at your desk if that's what takes!
remember that fiction writing is persuasive writing. you are trying to persuade the reader to care about what happens next, the character's, the world, the feelings. as you're revising, consider whether you are persuaded. is the feeling/thoughts you wanted to provoke being felt by you when you read it? when working with beta readers, be sure to communicate what you're trying to convey so they can tell you if you've been successful or not.
this got a bit beyond getting the first draft done. hope you found it helpful.
bonus tip: check the spellings of names and places and other nouns that are not typically used, like the name of a magic tool!
Humanity and Demonkind have been at war for centuries. For a while now, the demons have had the upper hand, devastating many of humanity's strongholds. Desperate, the human alliance decides to launch an untested prototype of their ultimate superweapon:
YOU, a synthetic demon who is indistinguishable from natural born demons.
But the society of demons looks nothing like what you've been prepared for...
Hey!!
Do you have any tips/what are your thoughts for writing on finding the right amount of detail vs too much detail? I’m always nervous about adding detail cause I feel like it’s always too much.
Have a great day! 🌷
To make it short: you have to decide.
Personally, I always connect details with their importance to the story. Is it important to mention this? Or is it more of a reference? Is it a metaphor? Or is it simply to give the reader a better impression of what I’m picturing?
All together, you have to decide for yourself if your story needs those details and if you want to put them in there.
Some examples:
Albert Camus is pretty straightforward (which goes hand in hand with his philosophy). There are very little details in his writing and it still works. This is an excerpt from The Stranger.
On the other hand:
Edgar Allen Poe’s writing is quite different. He’s describing things in detail, for example here in The Fall of the House of Usher, and this works too.
At the end, you have to decide for yourself what is too much, what will bore your reader or even yourself.
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