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The Hero didn't know what to say, they didn't want to hurt Villain's feelings but at the same time, they just burned down a freaking building. So Hero exasperated said, "Yes I'm warm now, thank you. Go and put out that fire, NOW!" Villain slinked off towards the burning building muttering about how they only wanted to help and that they wouldn't do anything next time they would just leave Hero to freeze. Hero smiled they supposed it was sweet that Villain had tried to help but they didn't need to burn down buildings this time. It wasn't like the last time.

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Hero was cold, they rubbed their unclothed arms in an attempt to create warmth through the friction. It was their turn to patrol the uninhabited village in the desolate part of the kingdom. At that moment the building a few blocks away from them lit up in flames. Immediately their hands flew to cover their eyes and face, backing away they hit something. After quickly considering whether the distance was safe enough they dropped their hands and turned around. There stood Villain with a proud smile on their face, "Are you warm now?" they asked. Their expression looked like they gave Hero a blanket instead of burning down a building.

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I just posted a new chapter of ‘A Poisoned Apple and a Red Rose’ on ao3 and I really love this chapter so here’s a snippet of jegulus interaction that I was quite proud of:

He scanned the blue gray sky above the pitch, remembering he was supposed to be looking for the snitch. He glanced down and saw a glint of gold hovering next to where James was explaining about passing. Regulus dived, shakily, towards the snitch, taking the few seconds it took to get there to convince himself to reach out and wrap his and around the snitch. He pulled up, almost falling sideways from the unexpected way the broom stopped. He was breathing heavily, adrenaline coursing through his blood. He looked up and found he was so close to James their noses were touching.  He held the snitch out for James, “It’s done now, right?” he said his breathing misting in their faces. “Yeah, yeah it’s done now.” James swallowed and Regulus could see the motion of it. He snapped his gaze back up to James’ face and looked around at everyone staring at them like they had grown two heads. He shoved the snitch into James’ hand and dropped to the ground like a stone, clambering off the broom clumsily, before storming off. His friends followed behind him, confused and silent. 

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A Poisoned Apple and a Red Rose by LilHan20 on ao3 

Me: closes my WIP after trying to think of that one word FOR 15 MINUTES

Also me: agrees to help my friends with their various writing projects

My WIP: Helllooo, have you forgotten about me????

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Day 1 of writing something everyday:

There's a knock on the door, the wizard stands, one hand on his wife's arm the other slightly behind him, reaching for a vial half full of a blue tinted liquid. When he got to the door, his heart stopped.

The Demon.

He hadn't thought. It had been so long, since he'd made the decision to bargain with one of hell's finest.

He opened the door, taking a single breath and standing up as straight as he could.

"Ah, Damien. How lovely to see you again. I hope this isn't a bad time." The Demon smiled. All teeth.

"No, no. It's fine. You're here for the child I suppose?"

At that, Damien heard a noise from behind him, his wife had stood and started walking to the door, waving him off when he reached out a hand to steady her.

"Wait. You sold your firstborn? To this?" She frowned, creases collecting on her brow as she considered something.

"I take full offense to that my dear Emily." This from the demon, whose eyes had not once left the child since it had come into view. "If you don't mind, I'm quite busy. Chaos and strife, you know. So I'll just take the baby and go. Yes?"

"No." This voice was new. Damien didn't recognise it but clearly Emily did. Her face darkened.

"Ash." Her voice was little more than a whisper, yet it carried on some invisible breeze. Ash smiled, a soft thing. Warm and enticing though Damien got the idea that those weren't two traits typically associated with Ash.

"Little Warlock." They greeted. "How much you've grown! And look, your firstborn. Exactly as I'm owed. So if you would please, child."

Damien stood for a moment, then before even the birds could chirp in the trees, "We both sold our firstborns. To different people."

Emily nodded. Ash looked at the demon. The demon looked at Ash. They both sighed.

"Well. Which bargain was made first? That should decide who gets the firstborn. The other will have to wait for the secondborn." This was put forward by Ash. The demon grumbled but offered no complaints.

"June 3rd 1998, 12:45:34" Emily and Damien looked at each other, they had both made the same bargain, at the exact same time.

"Right. Well that's just fantastic isn't it? What do you have to say to this then, Ash? Any more clever little ideas from you?" The demon turned to face Ash, hands on hips, hair slipping loose from the intricate braid it had previously been in.

"Do be quiet, Alice. You'll strain your voice. Then what will we do. No more chaos and strife for you." Ash sniped back, "I suppose we'll just. Have to. Share." Ash grimaced as though they had been asked to live with a drakon, who quite famously did not get on with faeries, instead of having shared custody of a child with a demon.

Alice froze, further arguments falling silent on their lips like charred, withering leaves slowly crumbling in the blaze burning in her eyes. Then she turned. "Can I see it?"

Emily stepped forward holding the baby out for Alice to see. It was strange. The baby. In that it hadn't once cried. Just sat there. Staring. Watching. As if it already knew everything that had and would ever happen. As if it already knew that the people who had brought it into this world, were not the ones it would grow to care for. As if it already knew that its fate was predetermined, had been for years before its birth.

Ash stepped up, quiet awe etched over their features. They only looked up again when Alice spoke.

"Maybe that wouldn't be too bad."

"Yeah. Maybe."

Damien looked at Emily, who raised an eyebrow back. He turned to the two beings in his garden. "Well then. Payment fulfilled." Emily handed Alice the baby and the two of them turned back to their house.

Before they could go, however, Ash's soft voice reached them. "What's its name?"

Damien looked to Emily. Emily looked to Damien.

"She's called Eve." Emily smiled and took Damien by the hand leading into the house. Leaving, Alice and Ash to take their new baby home, while the two of them settled into their seats and watched Sasha, their secondborn twin, play with the faerie and the demon and the baby toys she had in front of her in an eery mimic of the scene still frozen through the windows.

Have a good day/night wherever you are and look after yourselves. Drink some water, maybe get some sleep or some fresh air if you can. See you next time xx.

A male wizard sells his future firstborn for knowledge to a demon. A female warlock sells her future firstborn to the fae for power. The two of them have a child together, and now the fae and demon have come to collect.

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