I Trust That GP*-Eft Over ChatGPT Any Day.

A photo of an orange newt on a dark brown log in a forest full of trees and greenery. A caption above the newt has one person saying "I asked Chat G P T --" and then another person interrupts them and says "Yeah, well I asked this fella, and he told me to tell you to lick rocks".

I trust That GP*-Eft over ChatGPT any day.

You will never, ever see me use any generative AI in my writing or other creative endeavors, not even to spin up a list of ideas. You don't get to be a good writer by letting an algorithm do the hard stuff for you. Doing the hard stuff is how you become a good writer, and then a better writer. It's as much about the process as it is about the output, and if you're only focused on the latter then you're missing the point. Never let your writing--or art, or music--become so commodified that you lose the sheer joy (and frustration) of creating in the first place.

*GP = Great Perfect

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Rivals to Lovers Prompts

✧ They've hated each other for years, snarky comments, cold glares, constant one-upping. Then they get hit with the worst possible magical news: soulmates. Bound by fate. Linked by magic. Now they have to figure out what that even means without strangling each other in the process… or accidentally falling in love.

✧ They’re finalists in a prestigious contest...baking, sword fighting, reality TV, doesn’t matter. They’ve been rivals from day one. But late nights, shared exhaustion, and moments of unexpected honesty blur the lines. Suddenly the prize doesn't matter as much as the person they used to be fighting against.

✧ One position. Two candidates. Both brilliant, both stubborn, both dangerously attractive. They’re forced to work together for a final round of evaluation. Cue shared elevator rides, tension-filled meetings, and one night where the line between “I hate you” and “I want you” fully disappears.

✧ They're both hired to kill the same target, except they get in each other's way. Every. Damn. Time. Now they’re stuck either teaming up or getting each other killed. And somewhere between knives at throats and stolen hotel rooms, they start to realize they might have more in common than they thought.

✧ One's a brooding bounty hunter. The other's a cocky rogue. They've crossed paths before, never nicely. Now a shared goal (or curse?) forces them to travel together. The sniping is endless. The tension is unbearable. The night they finally kiss, they immediately go back to pretending they hate each other. (They don’t.)

✧They used to date. It ended badly. Now they’ve both built lives on opposite sides of the same industry/kingdom/city. And now? They’re in competition. Publicly. Pettily. But every insult still lands a little too sharp, and every win feels hollow without the other there to share it.

✧ By day, they’re coworkers or allies. By night, their masked enemies constantly clashing. Neither knows who the other really is, until the truth comes out mid-fight, and everything shifts. Now they have to reconcile who they thought they hated… with who they’re starting to love.

✧ They’re on opposite sides of a war. Or a political game. Or a rebellion. They don’t agree on anything, but they see each other. Late-night negotiations turn personal. Jabs turn intimate. And the realization that they might want the same future... just from different roads? That’s what wrecks them both.

✧ They agree to one temporary alliance for the sake of something bigger. Just one mission. One goal. But they argue about everything. They also accidentally save each other’s lives more than once. The final straw? One of them calls the other by their real name and means it.

✧ They’ve been pitted against each other since childhood. Both trained to be the best. Both told they’re the rightful heir. But as the final trial looms, they begin to question everything, including their hatred. When one of them says, “If I win, I’ll choose you,” the world tilts a little.

2 weeks ago

Vibes for Softly Tortured Characters

For the ones who make you want to wrap them in a blanket and also scream “JUST TALK TO SOMEONE.”

Always looks like they didn’t sleep (because they didn’t)

Talks like they’re about to say something else, but never does

Constantly touches their sleeves/jewelry/lip, like if they’re not holding something, they’ll fall apart

Laughs too easily, but it never quite reaches their eyes

Over-apologizes for things no one noticed

Craves affection but flinches when they get it

Body language = trying to take up as little space as possible

Flashes of unexpected rage, like pressure finally cracking glass

Always says “I’m fine” in a tone that screams “Please ask again”

Cries alone, then wipes their face like it’s a secret

Feels safest in chaos because stillness feels like waiting for pain

Thinks being loved means being a burden

Cannot remember the last time they were truly, fully relaxed

Keeps people at arm’s length, but is the first to drop everything if someone else needs help

Treats their own joy like it's a luxury they didn’t earn

2 weeks ago

Writing love stories like how I used to play with Barbies: Insane lore, the craziest breakups, smashing the characters faces together to make out. It’s the best honestly.

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I Gotta Remember This
I Gotta Remember This

i gotta remember this

2 weeks ago

Things Your Character Secretly Fears (But Won’t Admit It)

(Even if they act like they’ve got it together or especially if they do.)

Being truly known (because what if they’re not enough?)

Being truly loved (because what if they’re not enough... again?)

Being forgotten.

Letting people down, and knowing they did.

Becoming their parents.

Needing help.

Asking for it.

Getting what they want, and hating it.

Being vulnerable and not being met there.

Losing control in front of others.

Letting someone close, only to be abandoned.

Never finding their purpose.

Success (because now they have something to lose).

Hurting someone they care about.

Saying something they can’t take back.

Feeling too much, and not being able to stop.

That they peaked too early.

That they’re not the main character in their own life.

Trusting someone and getting burned for it.

That deep down, they are the villain in someone else's story.

2 weeks ago
2 weeks ago

THIS IS SO CUTE THANK YOU <33

Page 1:
Panel 1: A small child with red hair in pig-tail braids sits at the base of a large tree. Someone off panel says, "The faeries took your child, Mary.
Panel 2: Inside a room with the child and tree visible through the window. Mary, a woman with medium-length red hair, is talking with a woman with short hair tied back with a bandana.
Mary: Not this again.
Other Woman: You remember the stories that mother told us.
Panel 3: The other woman leans forward as she speaks emphatically.
Other Woman: Of the faries that steal your baby and replace it with their own -- a changeling! Those dreadful creatures that then drain you of your energy, food, and time!
Panel 4: Mary's face is blank shock with an ellipsis over her head.
Panel 5: Mary tilts her head in confusion as she speaks.
Mary: Have you ever raised a child?
Other Woman: How do you explain the incident at the market?
Page 2:
Panel 1: Flashback, the child from the first page is crouched on the ground crying. Mary is kneeling a little ways away, watching with a concerned expression.
Mary in present day: That was my own fault. I already knew how Dana hates being around too many people.
Panel 2: Still a flashback. The child, now identified as Dana, hides her lower face in a green scarf. Mary reaches for her carefully.
Other Woman in present day: And how did you comfort her? She acts as if your touch gives her rashes!
Mary in present day: I gave her one of grandmother's scarf. She likes to run her fingers through it.
Panel 3: Back to present day, Dana sits at the base of the tree, the green scarf around her neck.
Other Woman, off panel: She sits at the forest's edge all day, listening. She's a fairy. The forest is calling to her.
Mary, off panel: She's just listening to the sparrow calls.
Panel 4: Tight focus on the Other Woman's unhappy mouth.
Other Woman: Mary, Father M says they're dangerous! he knows the fairies better than us.
Panel 5: Tight focus on the Mary's eye widening in surprise.
Other Woman, off panel: Have you ever met a fairy? Hm?
Panel 6: A tall fairy wearing a green cloak and with diaphanous wings on their back stands over a crib holding a baby. The fairy's eyes are wide as they spot Mary standing nearby.
Page 3:
Panel 1: Mary's hands are clasped, and she looks down at them.
Other Woman, off panel: That's what I thought. Go see Father M once you've come to your senses.
Panel 2: Mary stands in the doorway watching Dana standing by the edge of the forest.
Other Woman, off panel: He'll flog that dreadful creature until it tells him where your real daughter is.
Panel 3: Dana points into the forest and whistles a tune.
Panel 4: Mary is mostly hidden by the door as she watches Dana.
Panel 5: Dana's outstretched hand with her pointer finger extended.
Panel 6: A red sparrow comes to light on Dana's finger.
Panel 7: Dana pets the bird, a soft smile on her face.
Panel 8: Mary comes up behind Dana and the bird. The bird flies away, and Dana is started.
Panel 9: Dana shakes nervously.
Panel 10: Mary's eyes are wide and her mouth slightly open as she looks down at Dana.
Page 4:
Panel 1: Mary smiles softly.
Panel 2: Dana is kneeling in the grass, and Mary kneels beside her.
Mary: It seems that your bird calls have gotten quite accurate, haven't they?
Panel 3: Dana speaks into her scarf.
Dana: Her name is Fianna.
Panel 4: Mary: Does she visit us often?
Panel 5: Dana turns towards Mary and smiles and nods.
Panel 6: Mary holds a hand to her mouth in thought.
Mary: Well, that's no good. I've been a terrible host all this time.
Panel 7: The view is pointed up into the tree canopy.
Mary, continuing her speaking from Panel 6: Do you know what food she likes?
Panel 8: Mary and Dana are in identical poses kneeling and staring unto the forest.
Dana: Cake. Can I make her a pillow to sit on? She says the wood sill is uncomfortable.
Mary: Of course.
Page 5:
Panel 1: Mary asleep in her bed at night. A full moon shines through the window.
Panel 2: Dana's small hands reach up from the bottom of the panel to jostle Mary's shoulder. Mary is partially upright. her eyes wide and her hair in disarray.
Dana, shouting in all capitals: Mother wake up!
Panel 3: Dana has her arms raised as she talks to Mary, and Mary sits up in bed. Dana's speech comprises the entirety of the background surrounding Dana, Mary, and Mary's bed. Some of the words are obscured by the figures or are cut off by the border of the panel.
Dana: Fianna visited me tonight and I could tell something was wrong she wasn't hopping right I think her leg must be hurt. she wasn't flying me way she usually does and she almost crashed wall where arrived, and her song didn't sound right, it minor key and her fifths were off, I had to finish her song for her ever hap, and when I tried to pet her she flinched away something she normally does like didn't want me putting mo ew off it was all weird an blood on it! I don't know I do, and you have to h fly right now, but I'm.
Panel 4: Focus on Mary.
Dana, off panel: Please, you have to help Fianna!
Panel 5: Mary walks through the forest at night, holding a lantern to light her way and wearing a heavy cloak. A red sparrow shining with its own light flies in front of Mary, who is following it.
Panel 6: The sparrow flies between two trees.
Panel 7: Mary watches the sparrow.
Panel 8: The sparrow disappears behind one of the trees.
Panel 9: A small hand emerges from behind the tree.
Page 6:
Panel 1: A small child with long matted hair the same color as the sparrow emerges from behind the tree. Her clothes are ragged and dirty, and blood drips down her left leg.
Child: Stop following me.
Panel 2: Mary stares at the child.
Mary, thinking: A fairy…
Panel 3: Mary kneels down to the child's height and places her lantern on the ground.
Mary: Are you the one who plays with my daughter?
Panel 4: Mary smiles at the child.
Mary: She considers you a very good friend.
Panel 5: The child hunches in on herself.
Child: She's my best friend.
Panel 6: Mary and the child talk.
Mary: You can transform into lots of animals?
Child: Uh huh. I like being sparrow the most.
Mary: Do you like to fly, then?
Panel 7: The child looks down.
Child: I…I like to sing with her.
Panel 8: Mary smiles, touched.
Page 7:
Panel 1: Mary extends a hand towards the child, who is holding onto a tree for support as blood drips from her leg onto the grass.
Mary: Are your injuries alright?
Child: The forest will heal them.
Panel 2: Mary looks worried.
Panel 3: Mary takes off her scarf.
Panel 4: Mary holds her scarf out to the child, who looks at her with wide eyes and eyebrows raised in surprise.
Mary: here, to help keep you warm all night. If you'd like some food or rest, my doors are always open to you.
Panel 5: The child wraps the scarf around her much the same way Dana does.
Child: Inviting in a fairy is dangerous.
Panel 6: Mary is standing, looking down on this small child who only comes up to her hips.
Mary: Yes, well…
Panel 7: Mary heads back through the forest to her home.
Panel 8: Dana is asleep by the windowsill and clutching her scarf to her.
Mary, off panel: I think Dana would be upset with me if I didn't.
Page 8:
Panel 1: Daytime now, Mary brings a plate over to the windowsill where the child, Fianna, who is currently a sparrow stands.
Panel 2: Fianna the sparrow looks down at her meal.
Panel 3: Finna pecks at the birdseed.
Panel 4: Dana holds a pillow aloft triumphantly, and Mary smiles.
Panel 5: Fianna is comfortably nestled in her pillow.
Panel 6: Mary carries a sleeping Fianna on her pillow.
Mary, in a narration box: You're still wrong, sister.
Panel 7: Mary places Fianna next to Dana, who is asleep in bed.
Mary, in a narration box: No child of mine was ever replaced, nor were they meant to.
Panel 8: Fianna is now transformed into a child. It is easy to see how much Dana and Fianna resemble each other as they sleep next to one another.
Mary, in a narration box: I simply have tow daughters.

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