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#curiosity kills the cat

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can you do a prompt for: realizing your friend was the villain and the villain was your friend

thank you :)

posted! I was unaware which format you wanted so I just went with what I prefer. thank you for the request x

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prompts for realising your friend was the villain and the villain was your friend

dialogue

➼ “I was so wrong.”

➼ “…After everything?” “That was only ever ‘everything’ to you.”

➼ “Don’t you dare hurt Villain.”

➼ “This isn’t like you, Friend. Please come back to your senses. Come back to me.”

➼ “It’s too late now, isn’t it?”

➼ “I never should have picked you over Villain.”

➼ “I was such a fool not to trust them.”

➼ “We were supposed to be on the same side. You said you were on my side.”

➼ “All along…it was you?” “Forever and always.”

➼ “Please, I’ll do anything. Just spare Villain.”

➼ “Was I always this dense? I suppose when it comes to you, I have no choice.”

➼ “I trusted you, Friend! I gave you everything.” “And look how it turned out.”

#imagine your otp #writing inspiration #writing prompts #writing prompt #otp prompts #betrayal prompts #creative writing #heroes and villains

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Possessive

Hero’s breath came in little gasps, head bowed as they staggered against the binds. Their fluttering eyes flit across the room, scanning for any cracks in the wall or pieces of furniture that they could make use of in their state. Their brow trickled with sweat at the realisation that there would be no way out this time.

“Who was that, by the way?”

The soft voice broke Hero’s frantic train of thought and they lifted their head to look at the blurry figure.

Villain leaned against a broken table, their stoic gaze focused on the twirling dagger in their hands. “The villain you were fighting with on TV recently. The one that made you go famous.”

Hero paused, nausea churning in their gut. “…Other Villain? They’re a criminal I caught.”

The dagger came to a stop. Villain’s gaze caught theirs, a hardness growing in their eyes. “I’m aware of that. Why did you catch them?”

“Because it’s my job?”

“So they don’t mean anything to you?”

“Villain, what?” Hero’s knees trembled, close to collapsing and Villain’s cryptic questions did nothing to help their vertigo.

“Don’t pretend like you don’t know what I’m talking about.” Villain snapped, striding towards them. A quiet rage purposed their steps and they leaned down close enough to cast a shadow across Hero’s face.

“First you show up late to my robberies and now you’re out here fighting other villains?! Does the word arch nemesis mean nothing to you? I swear, ever since you’ve gotten famous, you won’t even respond to my threats anymore.”

Hero’s head spun, though now they were thinking it was more due to Villain’s idiocy rather than the drug. “I’m-I’m sorry?”

“You should be.” Villain crossed their arms, a dark look passing over their face that vaguely reminded Hero of a petulant child.

A few moments passed.

“Is that why you kidnapped me?”

“Maybe. I mean, you have to admit it hurts when you think you’re devoted enemies to one another and then they philander with someone behind your back.”

Hero exhaled, shutting their eyes with exasperation. “If I promise not to fight any other villain except you, will you let me go?”

Villain’s eyebrows furrowed as they considered it, lips turning into a soft frown. “Sure. But if you ever break our promi—“

“Yeah yeah, I get it. Now, please, give me the antidote before I regret my decision.”

Villain returned to their usual state of joviality at Hero’s acceptance, “Oh, there is no antidote! It wears off after a couple hours so have a good nap.”

Hero didn’t even have time to curse at them before their knees hit the ground, body wracking in one final spasm before becoming limp.

Villain turned around, humming under their breath as they went to investigate about the criminal.

Of course, just because they had let Hero go with little repercussions didn’t mean they had any intention of giving Hero’s beloved criminal the same treatment. They had a little treat in store for whoever messed with their dear nemesis.

#heroes and villains #hero x villain #villain x hero #creative writing #snippet #my writing

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witches, fairies, knights, queens. she longed to be something enchanting. something that weaves its words together as smooth as silk, sweet as honey. something that the poets would write about and the angels would sing about. she craved for the shine of her skin in the glinting day and the gentle caress of the moon in the quiet night.

but, in the morning when the sun rays hit her eyes and the unceasing chatter around hear would drown back in, she would return to being a simple maiden, one without a magical garden and ballgowns. one without the heroic spirit of knights, nor the alluring nature of a fairy. the only weapon she could wield would return to being her imagination and even then bleak reality around her would slip through and scrape her blade.

#my writing #creative writing #fantasy writing #snippet #idek what this is but it exists #it’s too flowery and doesn’t make sense #but meh

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What do you want to see/read more with heroes and villains?

I haven’t been reading much villains/heroes stuff lately but if I had to say: I’ve always loved corrupted heroes. Like their moral sense is kinda fucked up because they’ve been killing for the “good” for so long that they’ve simply turned into a killing machine. I love heroes who finally blow up from all the pressure on them and they run away and find their own sense of heroism (or just become straight up corrupted, I have no objections 🫢) Also, if it’s heroes and villains enemies to lovers, I want them to respect each other first before becoming lovers. They could have absolutely despised one another at first but after slow progress, I’d prefer if they respected and understood (and maybe even question their own judgment) one another rather than just adding sexual tension and calling it a “couple”.

So, yeah, I’d have to say these are the things I want to see more in heroes and villains.

#thank you for the question :) #heroes and villains

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Prompt #10

“You’re no different than me.” The villain spoke softly, “Just because you parade around in a costume bearing the Agency’s symbol and go preaching about morals doesn’t mean you’re any better than me.”

The hero’s heart thumped loudly, “Yes, it does. Maybe not the theatrics but I don’t-I don’t kill people. I don’t unleash the anger at myself onto the world. I don’t commit crimes or hurt people just because—“

“But you want to, don’t you? You want to scream, you want to burn down the whole world just to show them a taste of your fury. You want them to feel alone, anxious, tired like how you did all these years. You want them to suffer.“

At Hero’s silence, Villain smiled. “There’s no point in pretending a monster is unlike its nature, dear.”

#heroes and villains #creative writing #writing prompt #dialogue prompts #writing inspiration

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hero and villain as roommates prompts

dialogue

➼ “You planted a bomb in my room!” “I thought you would disarm it!”

➼ “Is it sad that you’re my best friend?” “Immensely…but you’re kind of my best friend too.”

➼ “Don’t you dare enter this house without cleaning all that blood off of you.”

➼ “Could you please stop bringing your hostages home?” “I can’t afford an evil lair, I’m 19 for god’s sake!”

➼ “I’ve been smelling some weird burning smell lately.” “Oh don’t worry, that’s just some chemicals I’m experimenting with.” proceeds to burn down the apartment

➼ “You know, I could kill you in your sleep.” “You could. But then you won’t have anyone to boss around to wash the dishes, will you?”

actions

• burning the other’s socks when they refuse to do laundry

• “borrowing” each others weapons because they think it looks cool

• accidentally wearing the wrong mask/cape in a hurry

• one of them locking the other out on purpose while they try to search for dirt on the other

• villain drawing shapes on hero’s face when hero is asleep right before they have an interview

• having wrestling competitions to determine who’s stronger

• villain planting a bomb in hero’s bedroom and defending it as an alarm

• putting on the news with a loud volume when one of the other’s embarrassing fights is broadcasted

• them deciding to cook instead of take out but both of them suck at it so they try to do it together. this results in weekly taste testing of new foods and villain occasionally poisoning hero’s food

• grudgingly having to get along to do chores and groceries

#heroes and villains #otp prompts #imagine your otp #hero x villain #writing prompts #creative writing #villain x hero #roommates #roommate prompts #my writing #supers

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「 prompt by the lovely @amethysts-prompts 」

“Don’t you see, Hero? I no longer care for happy endings. The world is a cruel farce. People will be a shoulder for you to cry on, a pillar for you to pour your heart out to and still stick a knife in your back when you least expect it.”

Hero sat on the floor, covering their face in embarrassment, “I told you I didn’t know it was your sandwich.”

“It had my name on it, you fool!”

Hero sighed, running a hand over their face. “Come on, Sidekick. I took a bullet for you a few hours ago, surely you can forgive me.”

“Forgiveness knows no name in thy heart.” As if resorting to incorrect Shakespeare wasn’t bad enough, tears began to fill Sidekick’s eyes. They whispered in agony, “It was a ham and cheese sandwich too.”

Oh, they had already skipped to Level 7. Hero groaned, quickly shooting a text to Superhero informing they had an emergency mission. They were sure Superhero would understand.

Hero glanced at Sidekick and found them blowing their nose into the poor receptionist’s stuffed animal. They sighed.

This was going to be a long day.

#heroes and villains #my writing #creative writing #snippet #heroxvillain #hero and sidekick #Will I ever produce anything other than crack? #the answer is no

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Prompt #9

“Did it hurt?”

“When I fell from heaven? Wow Villain, I didn’t expect such cheesiness from you.”

Villain stared, brows furrowed at the person, “No. I mean when I stabbed you.”

#heroes and villains #writing inspiration #writing prompt #creative writing #prompt #hero and villain #villain and civilian #prompts #dialogue prompt

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Vessel Of Justice

「 prompt by @amethysts-prompts 」

“You were supposed to be the good guy." Villain’s voice cracked as they stared at their lifeless lover. "You’re no better than me."

“I never said I was." Hero spoke quietly. For a moment, Villain had suspected they had seen a glint of shock and perhaps even remorse in Hero’s eyes when their sword slashed through Lover’s body. But now, they were devoid of emotion, stoic as ever as Hero wiped at the specks of blood on their face.

“I do what I’m supposed to. I serve justice in the end, no matter how twisted the path to it may be. Sometimes that means I’m no better than the one I’m punishing.”

They were probably worse than the other but sacrifices had to be made for the greater good and Hero was the only one who brave enough to make such sacrifices.

They quietly added in a moment later, “I never said it made me better than you.”

Villain looked up at the sound of Hero sheathing their sword. The sword that was now stained with Lover’s blood.

Their shaking voice spat out between the sobs, "How was murdering Lover justice? They were innocent, they were—"

"They were your weakness, Villain, and therefore your punishment. You have never loved anyone in this world as much as them, not even yourself. They were the only one you cared about and hence the only one who could hurt you.“

"So you punished an innocent person for my crimes? For the corrupt judgement that was given to me and only me?”

Hero sighed, “It’s not that easy, Villain." They glanced at their enemy’s pathetic figure, something like pity carving their features into a softer glare, “You should know that better than anyone.”

Venom laced their words when Villain spoke again, “You are sick and twisted."

“Life often does that to you, you learn.”

Hero lingered behind in the shadows. Usually they would just get the deserved punishment executed, bloom a bud of fairness in the world, and prepare themselves for the next target. But something in their chest screamed at them to stay.

An unfamiliar feeling rose in the back of their throat, gripping them and taking them back to the many similarly bloody situations they were in when they were starting out as a young hero.

No.

The road to peace was a rocky one for sure but regret was something they couldn’t afford to bear, not if they planned to make the world a better place. They turned to leave, hand resting heavy on the sheathed sword.

“You’re going to pay for this.”

Surprise stopped the retreating footsteps.

They saw Villain’s shadow rose shakily to their feet, “Whether it’s by my hand or someone else’s, you will pay. I will make sure of that.”

Hero’s neck arched toward the night sky. Shame, there were no stars out to greet them tonight.

“Of that, I have no doubt. Justice is served to everyone at the right time. When the time comes, I shall go out of this world only with no regrets or not at all. I plan on working for peace for as long as I can but…do you want to know a secret?”

They glanced back at the determined, deranged light in Villain’s eyes, “I’m starting to suspect my time is coming sooner than expected. And I dont know if I’m okay with leaving the world so wicked when I go out.”

#heroes and villains #creative writing #snippet #prompt fill #angst #writing snippet #hero & villain #hero and villain #my writing #if the path to peace is rocky #then what is this ending???

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The Tumblr writing community is dying.

It’s something I’ve noticed over the past two years of using this site. It was gradual, imperceptible at first, something that most would brush off as a silly concern, or fault Tumblr algorithm for. While it’s true that Tumblr’s engine leaves a lot to be desired, I’ve noticed that even popular blogs have started to dwindle in terms of interaction or motivation. There could be a lot of reasons for this, but the biggest two I’ve noticed, experienced myself, and asked fellow writers about is this: (1) content being stolen, and (2) lack of feedback or interaction. I’ve never seen any logical person defend content being stolen, so I want to address point 2 instead.

Lack of feedback and interaction. I’m not saying this on my behalf so much as I’m saying this for friends and smaller blogs who have lost motivation to write. I was looking at my yandere writing blogs list the other day and noticed that a good majority of them no longer write. I usually update the list every few months, and by that point, more and more writers have stopped writing entirely. This isn’t a problem confined solely to the yandere fandom; in fact, there’s less writing blogs in general these days, especially ones that are active. I used to run a very popular BNHA blog with some friends, but that dissolved after our content was stolen and our followers stopped interacting as much. Out of our 8,500 followers, we hardly got 0.015% notes (~128 notes) on an average post. Tumblr is to blame for the lack of eyes seeing our posts, for sure, but that also means that at least 128 people saw one post and didn’t leave a comment or ask. We were considered a big blog; imagine what it’s like on a small blog.

My friend recently made a post that summed this up perfectly: 

“I’ve seen people say “Be grateful that people even lurk on your page.” and, while I get the message they’re trying to say, it’s more dismissive and hurtful in my opinion. Like you’re saying, “Oh your writing is mediocre, you should be grateful people even LOOK at it.”

Me personally? I’ve heard the argument that AO3 is a better place to post fanfics, and while that might be true, I’ve had friends experience firsthand the lack of interaction there too. I’ve heard the argument that interacting with some writers is intimidating (me included). I’ve heard that argument that followers might be too shy to interact. I’ve heard the argument that writers should write for themselves and not for views / likes / reblogs / etc, and while that’s ideal, it’s not sustainable for everyone. What works for one writer won’t work for another, but you know what will? Interaction.

That comment or ask that took you 2 seconds to write? We remember it. That reblog with the compliments in the tags? We remember it. Every single ‘named’ anon we get (heart anon, sunflower anon, etc)? We remember them. And the best part is? It’s actually easier to do these things on Tumblr since you have the option to send anonymous asks or make a sideblog specifically for reblogs! Trust me, whether the lack of interaction is the cause of a lack of motivation or what have you, every writer appreciates feedback (don’t be shy to offer some critique or compliments) or even a simple keyboard smash with some emojis. Even sitting down for 5 min a day per week to comment on your favorite writers’ new pieces makes a huge difference. Personally, since Tumblr’s activity feed is beyond terrible and I have over 1,500 posts, I don’t always see new reblogs or comments on my content; asks though? Always see those, can never go wrong with those. If you don’t want to reblog or leave a comment, then you can never go wrong with an anonymous ask. 

As my wise friend says: writing is an art, and in order to improve that art, we need other people’s eyes to see what we don’t.

For the sake of every writer (past, present, and future) on this platform, please share this post.

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hurt / comfort prompts

dialogue

➼ “I want to help you.” “Just because you want to doesn’t mean you should.”

➼ “I’m here for you whether you like it or not.”

➼ “If you just let me in, I can—“. “You can what, Name? Fix me? Trust me when I say you don’t want to know what happens in my mind.”

➼ “After everything, why are you still here?” That’s an easy question. Because of you.”

➼ “I really wish you would stop.”

➼ “What if I can’t be helped?” “Then I’ll love you with all the scars and bruises. Just like how I am now and just like how I will in the future.”

➼ “Maybe try saving yourself before you save anyone else.”

➼ “The voices stop when I’m with you.”

➼ “You deserve better than me.” “Maybe so but I still chose you.”

➼ “You’re my best friend.”

actions

• leaving flowers on the bedside table to let them know they didn’t leave

• rubbing their thumb over the other’s scarred hands

• concerned glances when the other isn’t looking

• whispering ‘i love you’ only after they’re sure the other is asleep

• knowing what they want before they even say it

• awkwardly hanging around the day after a fight because they don’t want to leave

#hurt/comfort prompts #angst prompts #fluff prompts #writing prompts #otp prompts #comfort prompts #writing inspiration #creative writing #hurt prompts #dialogue prompts

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Pleas Of Poison

It had been almost two weeks since the incident.

At first, Hero was too embarrassed to think about it, flushing red whenever their thoughts went too astray from the memory. But when they were alone in the middle of the night and boredom clutched at their head, their mind whirled with dangerous questions and possibilities about that night.

Why did Villain’s blood attract them more than others?

Why couldn’t they breathe around Villain’s scent?

But most importantly, why would Villain allow them, seem almost inviting for Hero to feast on them? Could it have been more than their mind games, maybe something intimate?

The last question had scared Hero more than they’d liked to admit but now, when they were standing pounding on the villain’s door, gripping the porch to steady their blurring vision, they knew exactly what the answer was.

“I’ve already bought enough of your scout cookies, go bother the next do—“ Villain’s bored voice came to an abrupt end when Hero’s fist collided with their face. Hard.

Villain stumbled back, clutching at their bloody nose. Surprise and confusion flashed in their eyes when they saw the hero.

“Villain, you bastard! I trusted you and you had the audacity to betray me?”

“Hero?” They were still reeling from the punch, and now the shock of hero finding out their lair and their bizarre words.

“Oh, don’t play dumb, Villain. I knew you would never willingly let me drink your blood. And to think I was so stupid to fall for it.”

Understanding clicked into the Villain’s brain and they began to laugh. Maniacal, weirdly high pitched laughter spilled out of their mouth while Hero fumed red with anger and embarrassment.

Villain’s laughter only stopped when they were out of breath and gasping, “Okay, that’s probably enough.” A smug grin lingered on their bloody face however, “I didn’t think it would actually work.”

“Do you think,” Hero paused, a harsh cough wracking their body, “this is funny?”

“Oh extremely. And immeasurably clever too.”

“To poison your blood just so I would drink it?”

“And therefore poison yourself.” Villain corrected.

“That makes no sense! You end up killing yourself too, you buffoon.”

“Oh, my sweet Hero,” Villain grinned, “do you really think I wouldn’t be prepared?”

They slipped out a small vial of something from their robe’s pockets.

“It took a while and I’m still healing but when you invent the poison,“ they rolled the vial in their palm, “you kind of invent the antidote too.”

Hero’s vision narrowed onto the vial. They lunged at the villain but Villain gracefully stepped out of the way, their laughter ringing in Hero’s ears.

Hero prepared to strike again but their weakened body faltered, black spots dancing across their vision. Their breathing came in uneven gasps and bloody coughs and their knees buckled under their weight.

“So weak. Your pathetic self almost makes me feel sorry.” They mock sighed, “You know what, maybe I will give you the cure.”

They held their palm out slightly out of Hero’s reach. Hero was skeptical to say the least but their fingers still clawed towards the vial.

Villain, as expected, closed their first at the last second and smiled, “If you beg.”

Hero blinked, “What?”

“Pretending only gives me more joy.” Their smile widened, “Beg for me and I will give you the cure.”

“I’m not doing that.”

Villain shrugged, moving to slip the vial into their pocket, “If you so desperately desire to die, it’s your wish. Better say your goodbyes to your grandchildren right now. Oh and don’t forget to include me in your will.”

A frail hand grabbed their wrist.

Hero shut their eyes for a brief second, cursing the gods and everything above, “I’ll do it.”

“I believe the words are “Oh please, evil and magnificent Villain, give me the antidote.”

They took a deep breath before glaring at Villain. “Please give me the antidote,” they grinded out.

“Oh come on Hero. I know you can be sweet. Use some of that lovely charm you had when you sucked my blood in the alleyway.”

“I beg you, give me the antidote.”

Villain tsked, “It would be better without that murderous look in your eyes.” Their eyes roamed Hero’s figure, “and on your knees.”

Hero would be objecting within a second but another violent cough and they were reminded that their life was at stake here. (Hehe stake)

Eyes downcast and resisting the urge to drink every ounce of Villain’s blood and suck them dry, Hero’s knees quietly met the floor of Villain’s porch.

“I can’t hear you.”

Right.

Villain’s hand came to caress their jaw, thumb roving over Hero’s neck.

Hero cleared their throat, “Please, my darling Villain, give me the antidote.”

A sound of surprise escapes the villain’s lips but they quickly covered it up with their stupid smile, “As per your wish, beloved.”

Their thumb roams the hero’s lips and before they know it, Villain’s already opened their mouth and poured the sweet liquid down their throat.

“Oops, missed some.” Villain’s finger wipes the conveniently fallen cure from their lips.

The blushing hero stumbled up from their humiliating position, holding on to Villain’s shirt for balance, “Thank you for the gift. Since you were oh so generous, I feel it is only fair for me to return the favour.”

Villain caught the malicious glint in Hero’s eyes a bit too late, “Oh no, it’s completely fi-“

Poor Villain had to invent another antidote for two broken noses in one day.

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Masterlist

• snippets

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Requests

Bewitched

The Comfort In Your Lies

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Other

Unlikeliest Of Friends

What Is Love?

Imagination