#antagonist prompt

[abrokenherocomplex]

(prequel) before the dawn

prequel to in the dark

The villain stirred awake, blinking to adjust their eyes to the darkness before they clicked on their bedside lamp. Illuminated opposite them, the hero thrashed in their bedsheets crying out wordlessly. The villain shook their head as if to be sure it was not a dream. When was the last time they’d seen their roommate in their own bed?

The villain had assumed the hero had been sleeping somewhere else. Chez some paramour or other – the hero certainly wasn’t lacking in that department. This was different. And certainly not a dream.

Their feet hit the cold floor before their brain could keep up. They approached the hero’s side of the room as the hero thrashed again with a wordless cry.

Wincing, the villain shook the hero’s shoulder. At the touch, the hero gasped awake, sitting up with such force that the villain stumbled back a step. The hero looked around wildly, trying to take in their surroundings.

“It’s okay, you’re alright,” the villain’s first instinct was to sooth, approaching softly. “Uh, you’re in the dorm,” they tried.

Sweat slicked the hero’s brow. They trembled, though the rise and fall of their chest slowly evened out after a moment.

“I-” they managed. “I was dreaming, I’m sorry.”

“Don’t worry,” the villain replied cautiously. “Are you… alright?”

“I’m fine,” the hero replied, rubbing a hand over their tired eyes. “Really, you can go back to bed.” They pointedly didn’t make eye contact.

The villain raised their eyebrows. “So, you can wake me up with another nightmare?”

“I don’t need you to sooth my nightmares.”

“Fine. I take it you’ve been sleeping well, then?” The villain pushed.

“Oh, shove off.”

“I’m just asking. Since I never see you, you know, actually sleep.”

The hero was silent.

“Do you want to talk about it?” The villain asked against their better judgement.  

The hero gave them a half-hearted glare.

“No soothing nightmares, I got it.” The villain replied, their hands up in surrender.

“You’re mocking me.”

“I’d never.”

The pillow hit the villain’s face before they could react. Even at – they glanced at the clock – 4 in the morning the hero had impeccable aim.

“Fine,” the villain said, shoving the pillow back towards the hero. “Good night.”

The hero turned over, grumbling something about roommates and minding their own business.

It wasn’t ten minutes after the villain had switched off the bedside lamp that the hero was awake again, jolting up in bed and gasping for air like it was their lifeline.

“What the fuck,” the villain said, switching the light back on and sitting up in their own bed. “What is going on?”

The hero pointedly ignored the villain’s stare as they forced breaths in and out.

“Fine, don’t tell me. Just interrupt my REM cycle why don't you - ” the villain deadpanned before they caught the hero’s gaze slide to the bedside lamp. “… Do you want me to keep this on?”

“That-” the hero caught their breath, nodding. “That would be good.”

The villain laid back down, studying their roommate. “Huh. You know everyone’s afraid of something. Nothing to be ashamed of.”

The hero squeezed their eyes shut, as if willing themselves to be anywhere but here. “Ah yes, the dark. Terrifying.” They attempted a light joke. It fell flat. “What are you afraid of, then?”

“Wouldn’t you like to know?”

If anything, that seemed to snap the hero out of their semi panic. They glared at the villain; a challenge posed. “I would, actually.”

“I’m sure you’ll find out.” The villain turned over. “Go to sleep.”

Surprisingly, the hero did.

~

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[asweeetdream]

Antagonist / Villain prompts

“I guess the cliche is true, its always the least you expect”

“You think because i sell flowers I can’t sell your organs?”

“You can’t get away from me. I told you i will always follow you. I don’t like to break my word.”

“I manipulate people. Its my full time job as a sociopath”

“Those loud sounds next door should have given you the warning to leave. But you stayed, now you’re next”

“Im not a bad person, im highly misunderstood”

“You would do what i do too if you were in my shoes”

“I don’t even pretend to be a good person. Im a bad person and people still fall for my traps. Im simply punishing you for being stupid”

“Yes i spiked your drink, but could you even tell as being drunk is your normal state?”

“What song should i play as you die?”

“No one will believe you. You hallucinate, remember?”

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[enchantingepics]

Story Prompt 79

A mysterious figure plotted alone, surrounded by screens flickering with scenes of chaos and destruction. With a smirk on their lips and a gleam in their eye, they muttered to themselves, "Looks like I'll have to handle this myself."

Across town, whispers spread like wildfire about the sudden surge in crime and unrest. Shops were ransacked, buildings defaced, and fear gripped the populace. Despite the efforts of law enforcement, the tide of lawlessness seemed unstoppable.

In an underground lair, a group of heroes gathered, their faces etched with determination. "We've got to put an end to this madness," one of them declared firmly.

"But how?" another asked, frustration evident in their tone. "We've tried every trick in the book, and nothing seems to stick."

"We can't wait for someone else to step in," the leader of the group asserted. "It's on us to bring justice back to this city."

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[eloquent-edits]

🗡️ Stop looking for monsters under your bed

you are the monster 🗡️ villain/anti-hero prompts 🗡️ based on MNQN’s “What Have You Become?”

“I don’t know who you are anymore.” “Then you never knew me.”

“Care to watch the show? You can’t stop it, so you might as well enjoy it.” B grinned, sparks in their eyes and the air.

“Oh be quiet dear, this will all be over soon.”

“You say that we’re doing something different, that we’re making the right changes to protect people, but all I see are more corpses.”

“Are you sure this is the right thing to do?”

“Oh god, oh fuck…” A crumpled to their knees, helplessly watching B’s blood pool on the floor. “What did I do?”

“I… I think we’re the monsters here.”

“Did you actually think you could save them?” B laughed in disbelief.

“People die all the time, why would you be any different?”

A looked at the sky, avoiding B’s gaze. “The night is in everyone. Hope dies like stars, happiness crashes like meteors. The night remains.”

“If you do this, heaven will not know your name.” “They will know it, and they will fear it.”

“You asked for a savior, not a saint.”

Their face was carved from the malice of millions.

“They chose me. I must carry out my duty or thousands more will die.”

“That’s enough A! We’ve tried everything, hell, nearly lost everything too. One of us will die if we keep going...” “And we let them win?” “It’s the only way we get a happy ending.”

“I’ve been waiting to do this for a long time.”

“Why are you doing this? What did I ever do to deserve this?” “Don’t be naïve. You know exactly what you’ve done.”

“You should’ve seen the look on their faces. It was delicious.”

A collapsed, thoughts swirling in a mess of confusion and betrayal. Their arm stung. Their bones ached. Their heart hurt. “What happened to you?” “Nothing happened. You became weak.”

“I don’t want to do this. But it’s the only way out.”

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[write-it-motherfuckers]

Person A: “Out of all the people I thought I might have a chance of being saved by, I can say with utmost certainty that you are the last person I expected to actually do so.”

Person B: “What can I say, your insufferable sweetness grew on me.”

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[unboundprompts]

Hi! I don't know if this is something you do, but do you have any prompts/ideas for two jerks who are friends/best friends? Like schoolyard bullies and stuff? I'm looking for a bit of inspiration for my antagonists.

Also, can I request follow-up requests? Like, if I really like something you've written can I request some more stuff like (maybe with a little spin on it) that or do you only do things once?

Thanks for reading this even if you don't do it! Love your prompts. <3

Hey! You can absolutely do follow-up requests and I'll try my best :)

Prompts for Two Jerk Best Friends

-> feel free to edit and adjust pronouns as you see fit.

"Dude, check this out." He glanced around to make sure no one was looking before reaching into his pocket and pulling out a pack of cigarettes. The other bully's eyes widened before taking them from his friend's hand. "Oh, sick! How did you get these?" "I stole them from Mrs. Dansky's desk drawer."

The kid's bottom lip stuck out as he fought back tears. The sight made the two bullies snicker. "Aw, what's the matter? Scared?"

"I'll bet you five dollars I can get that kid to wet his pants."

They stood on either side of the door that led to the schoolyard. "She should be coming out here any second now," one of the bullies told the other, "and you know what to do when she does."

They stared at each other for a moment, before one them shrugged and put on a knowing smile. "Wanna go break into cars parked on the street and see if we can find anything cool?"

He put his hands on both of her shoulders. "What are you doing?" she asked him with a roll of her eyes. "I want you to know that I am willing to follow through with your idiotic plan," he said, "but I also want you to know that I think this is stupid." She smiled, brushing him off. "You're stupid."

"Is revenge really the best idea?" "Of course, it is. There are no other ideas that even compare."

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[thepenultimateword]

Prompt #183

“You’re smaller than I expected.”

“Yeah? Well, maybe you’re just abnormally tall.”

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[creadigol]

Hey y’all! Here’s a little snippet of something that was rattling in my mind. Hope y’all like!

It can be complicated to make sense of family. Hero knew this. Hero had always known this. With how their life was growing up Hero doubted there were many who could understand this concept as well as they did.

But this was just ridiculous.

“The answer is still no,” Hero tried very hard to keep their voice level and calm.

“Seriously? I don’t understand what your problem is!”

The voice over the phone held the tone of one who had already decided they were right and there was no chance of changing.

“It’s not that I have a problem…which I don’t,” Hero ground out. “It’s that I just don’t feel like inviting him.”

“And why not?”

Hero resisted the urge to pinch the bridge of their nose. One, it was a bad habit which showed how frustrated they were; and two, it would loosen their mask. God, couldn’t their sibling have called earlier? Hero really didn’t feel like having this conversation on the roof of a bank at 11pm.

“I don’t need a reason. It’s my call and I don’t want him there. End of story.”

“No, not end of story! This is completely unfair! Why am I always the one trying to hold this family together? You think it’s easy being the responsible one when…”

Hero let the rant commence as they held the phone a few inches from their ear, Sibling gradually getting louder and more hurtful with each word. They looked up at the star bedazzled sky and tried to tune them out until they could jump back in again.

It’s not that Sibling was wrong, it’s just that Hero could only take being called absent and holier than thou so many times. It was the same speech every time a major event happened in Hero’s life. And at the end of every speech, Hero always caved and let Sibling invite the whole family…well not this time.

‘...and out of everyone, you of all people should take the high road on this…”

That did it.

“Me of all people? Why? Shouldn’t it be the other way around? Dammit, I’m tired of being the one to take the high road! For once would it kill him to apologize? Or better yet, clean up his fucking act?!”

Sibling was making sputtering noises on the line when another voice joined Hero on the roof.

“Well, I must say I’ve never heard words like this before coming from our fair Hero.”

Hero froze, their sibling yelling into the receiver, and turned.

Villain stood, arms folded, looking incredibly smug.

“I’m going to have to call you back,” Hero said softly. They hung up before Sibling could protest.

Shit, they would hear about that later.

Villain sauntered closer, “Having a little domestic are we? I’ve never seen you that agitated before.”

Hero glared, “Coming to rob the bank?”

Villain chuckled.

“I was, but this is so much more interesting. Come on, what’s happening in the world of the Golden Hero?”

“None of your business,” Hero stood tall. “Now are you breaking the law or not? I have a long patrol tonight.”

“Oh yes, I heard you were taking the long shift tonight. Something about needing time off…wait…that couldn’t be what you were arguing about on the phone was it? Vacation plans gone wrong?”

Hero felt a vein popping in their forehead.

“Why must you alway insist on being a prick? And why do you know my shift schedule?”

Villain shrugged noncommittally, “I have people.”

They walked right into Hero’s space, doing their best to intimidate with their towering stature. Hero refused to move and met their gaze head on.

“You’ve never taken a break before.” Villain stated.

“Never needed to until now,” Hero responded as if Villain had asked a question.

Villain gave them a once over.

“What’s the need?”

God, was Villain always this infuriating?

“Like I said, none of your business. I’m sure you’ll survive a substitute hero for the next few weeks.”

Villain frowned, “Few weeks? That’s a lengthy time.”

Hero rolled their eyes and nodded. They weren’t falling for Villain’s way of fishing for information by not actually asking a question.

“A few weeks and a family member who’s not welcome…if I’m to interpret that phone call correctly. My, my, what do you have planned?” Villain finally took a few paces back to lean on the wall, “Can’t say I’m too thrilled. Other Hero’s are such tight-asses.”

“If you mean that I’m lenient then, yes, they’re not as nice as I am,” Hero smirked.

Villain outright laughed.

“I would describe you as many things Hero, but straight up nice has never been one of them. Seriously, why the vacation? Family reunion or something?”

If Hero’s Sibling had anything to say on the matter it would be.

“Not as such,” Hero relaxed their stance now that Villain was a few paces away. That and it seemed Villain was more in a talking mood tonight. It was rare that they just talked rather than taking on their usual ‘Hero vs Villain’ roles. Rare, but it had happened a handful of times over the course of the last four years. Whether this was professional or not, Hero chose not to think about.

Villain folded their arms in thought, “Birthday? No, yours is in March…A celebration for another medal from the Mayor? No, he’s out of town until next month…” Hero tried hard not to smile as Villain ticked each possibility off their fingers, “Oh I know! You’ve finally graduated high school!”

Now Hero did laugh. It was a running joke with them and Villain’s Henchman that Hero must be younger than they seemed due to their young sound voice. Of course there was no way to tell due to the mask, but Hero estimated they were about the same age as Villain. Something they were sure Villain had put together as well seeing as the Hero Agency didn’t employ anyone under the age of 21.

It didn’t stop the quips though.

“Afraid I did that long ago,” Hero supplied.

“Well then I’m at a loss,” Villain got up and leaned into Hero’s space once more. “Other than medical leave I can’t think of anything else. And I assume you wouldn’t be fighting about invitees if convalescence was your goal.”

“Guess you’ll just have to live with uncertainty,” Hero shrugged and turned to leave the roof. Before they could take a couple of steps a hand was on their arm.

“You really not going to tell?” Villain asked softly. “You seemed upset and not the kind of upset like when you're on the job.”

Hero felt their heart rate increase and their cheeks warm. Why did Villain have to go and ask like that? How could they go from the city’s terror to a caring person with humanity and feelings? Perhaps Hero could tell them…the event was happening down in the Bahamas anyway. Not like Villain could figure it out…

It would be nice to talk to someone not expecting anything from them.

“I have a celebration happening and I don’t want my father to be there…it’s caused rather a ruckus in my family.”

Villain’s hand remained on Hero’s arm. “Well, if it’s your celebration it’s your choice. I don’t see why anyone else should be involved.”

Hero laughed and patted their hand. “And you’ve just summarized the entire argument I’ve been having for the past month.”

Villain released their arm. “I’m smart like that.”

Hero nodded with a warm smile. They turned towards the fire escape.

“Seeing as how you don’t seem to be robbing the bank, I have places to be,” They turned so they were facing Villain while standing on the ladder. “Thanks Villain. I’ll see you in a few weeks if you manage to keep yourself alive.”

“Say that to your replacement hero.” Villain hesitated, “Hero?”

Hero popped their head up from their descent, “Yeah?”

“What is the celebration?”

Hero smiled softly at them.

“I’m getting married,” they whispered.

And then they were gone. Down the fire escape and into the night.

Villain stood stunned, not knowing why the words made their heart freeze and their eyes water.

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[nuttynutcycle]

Prompt fill for @epiclamer prompt fill game! “Okay I know it was literally JUST posted but what about a switcheroo, tall villain and short hero :]'

“Little one,” he hummed, “Come out of your hiding place.” His grin sharpened as he reduced a pine tree into splinters and broken branches. “I won’t bite.”

That was less than reassuring. The protagonist clutched the stolen plans closer to her chest, barely daring to breathe. 

The antagonist had sneered when he found the empty case, smiled when the protagonist barrelled out of their hiding place through a window and laughed as she ran into the forest. Equal parts leisurely and methodical, the glint in his eyes riveled the one lining the axe.

“Leave the plans behind. Still time to escape.” the antagonist cut down another tree and the protagonist winced. She curled her body and crawled under a fallen tree, moving as quickly as she dared.

After weeks of preparation, three bribed guards and nine bypassed levels of security, leaving the plans was not an option. Her breath hitched when she saw the electric fence come into view. The buzz in the air meant the antagonist had gotten the power back on before she had predicted. Stomach on the ground, she wiggled into a rotting log. Gross, but effective.

“I know your face.”

She unrolled the plans and winced at another tree crashing through the underbrush. Her eyes flickered over the diagrams, committing as much as she could to memory.

“One of my more impressive talents is my ability to find people,” the antagonist said as casually as having a chat about the weather. “And those they care about.” Another tree fell, skewering the moss below. “Can you really protect everyone?”

No, but that’s a problem for later. She took one last look at the plans, counted to three and crawled out of the log and into plain sight. The sticks hurt her hands and the dust made her cough.

The antagonist grinned, eyes shining through the haze. 

“Are these your plans?” She held up the plans in mock surrender. “I thought they were your diary. My bad.”

He twirled his axe. “Giving up that easily is a disappointing end.” 

 “What can I say?” Her shrug did nothing to hide her tremor. “You make very effective threats.”

“One of my many talents. Drop them on the ground.”

“I’d like to make a deal,” She swallowed dryly. “I give you the plans, you turn off the electric fence for the next ten minutes.”

He raised an eyebrow. “Counteroffer – I put my axe in your knee and take the plans before your first scream is finished.”

“Shame, I was on track to win the ‘Best Legs’ contest at work.” The protagonist slowly backed away.

The antagonist laughed at that, some mirth entering his grin. The tip of the axe rested against the ground. “Alright, have it your way. As soon as my property is back inside, I’ll turn the fence off for ten minutes.”

“…I have your word?” The antagonist was many things, but in their line of work, his word was as close to honourable as you could get.

The antagonist nodded. 

Maybe the protagonist would regret this, but she tossed the plans to the antagonist. The antagonist reached up and casually placed the plans on an overarching tree branch – out of the protagonist's reach. 

“Thank you for returning my work.” The antagonist’s expression shifted, eyes sharpening and smile hardening.

Welp. “This was nice.” She struggled to keep her voice steady as he matched her backward scramble step for step. “But my team is waiting for me, I really must be going-“

“It was foolish,” his hand slammed into a tree beside her, sending splinters and wood chips flying, “to memorize my property.”

The protagonist’s voice faltered. “We have a deal.”

“And as soon as you’re secured in a cell and the plans are in their case, I’ll cut power for ten minutes. I’m a man of my word.” He levelled the axe at the protagonist, and this close, the bloodstains were clearly visible. “Walk.”

The protagonist’s breath hitched as she turned back towards the imposing building.

“Don’t be upset.” The antagonist said from behind, axe twirling. “Desperation suits you.”

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[tiredtreebranch1]

Oh, What Alcohol Can Reveal

Hero opened the door to the solemn face of Villain. Villain wore a long dark coat paired with a black button up shirt and black pants. It looked like a less Villainy version of their normal outfit.

“Bit morose for a trip to the pub don’t you think?” Hero smirked.

Villain glared, “I think it encompasses my feeling of being forced to go to a pub, no less with you.”

“Like I could force you to do anything.”

Villain smirked and gestured to ask if they could be let in. Hero stepped aside and mockingly opened their arms wide in welcome to the apartment. Villain slowly picked their way through the mess that coated the floor and settled onto the couch, after moving a stack of newspapers.

“I’m nearly finished getting ready, I’ll just be a few minutes,” Hero said before walking away.

Villain nodded and surveyed the apartment. They’d been in here before, but not often. Barely anything had changed since they’d been here a year ago. A new painting has been added to a wall but other than that, nothing. Although, the apartment was a lot messier than it used to be. Piles of clothes sat in corners, magazines covered every surface, dishes were stacked high in the small kitchen, altogether it was kind of gross. Despite themselves, the Villain started to clean the apartment. Just small things like grouping all the magazines together in a few piles, throwing out all the crumpled paper that littered the ground. They avoided the dishes and the piles of clothes, that was too far (and took too long to do).

By the time the Hero emerged the apartment was noticeably more organised even if it was still covered in junk.

“You cleaned?” Hero looked confused.

“Because you obviously no longer know how to,” Villain stated airily.

Hero just raised an eyebrow in scepticism, “if you hid a bomb or something I’m going to be so disappointed.”

“I didn’t hide anything, idiot. I just couldn't bear to sit in this filth for more than a minute.”

Hero just shrugged and headed to the door. Villain shook their head and followed. After locking the apartment door, they headed downstairs.

Since Villain had been vehement against the idea of taking public transport Hero decided they might as well walk. The pub was only about a ten minute walk away after all.

After a silent walk, filled with uncomfortable silence and small glares from Villain, they arrived.

As they entered, they were hit with a wave of hot air that heavily contrasted with the blistering cold outside. Straight away Villain scrunched their nose and looked disgusted at the pub and the people within it.

“Go find a table and I’ll go get us some drinks!” Hero yelled over the noise of the crowd.

Villain just nodded. They found a booth table right in the back of the pub. If they had to be here, they would be as far away from the actual activities of the place as they could. They hated the noise and the pungent alcohol smell paired with the body odour of unwashed alcoholics. They hated how everything was sticky, everything. They felt infested by the very air of the place which surely stored a multitude of diseases and human filth. They suddenly wished they hadn’t worn their favourite coat because now they were going to have to burn it. A true tragedy.

Soon enough Hero found them, holding two pints of some sort of beer in their hands. They sat down and carefully sat the dangerously filled glasses on the table.

“I got to the bar and realised I had no idea what you liked to drink so I just got both of us a beer,” Hero pushed it towards Villain, “don’t ask me what type though.”

Villain looked at them, wondering if this had all been a ruse to poison them. Invite them out for a night and then drug them in a public place where they could conceal their malicious intentions with ease. Villain realised that calling the Hero malicious or evil in any way was a blatant lie no matter the circumstance. They were basically an angel. With that thought they decided to just go for it. They took a gulp of the beer and nearly gagged at the taste. Across the table Hero seemed to be in a similar situation, except they really did gag.

“This is disgusting, Hero.”

“Yea, sorry,” Hero said, taking another sip and immediately regretting it.

Villain just shook their head and went and got them each some more drinks.

After a few hours and, admittedly, a few too many drinks Villain seemed to be relaxing. They were getting louder and more boisterous, seeming to be influenced by the mood that floated throughout the pub. They were chatting and humming to the music. Hero couldn’t help but feel proud that they had coaxed this out of Villain. They were both slumped over the table, exchanging comments and grins.

Suddenly Villain sat up, looking and listening.

“What's wrong?” Hero asked, sitting up as well.

Villain grasped their wrist and pulled them away from the table. Looking around, Hero realised they were now in the middle of the pub, which was used as a makeshift dance floor for the drunk and sober alike. They looked at Villain, questioning.

“I fucking love this song,” Villain said passionately.

Hero grinned openly at Villain. Villain grasped them again, but this time started moving them to the music. It was an upbeat song filled with moments of yelled out lyrics. And Villain proudly sung every lyric while twirling Hero around. Hero couldn’t stop laughing, filled to the brim with a swell of unbridled joy.

Everyone in the pub had joined in by the end of the song, some knowing the lyrics and others not caring and joining in otherwise. It filled the building and was exhilarating. Villain grinned from ear to ear not taking their eyes off of Hero. They both spun and sang and danced until the song ended. They were left panting and sharing grins.

They continued this way until they stumbled their way out of the pub at some point in the early morning. Walking back to Hero’s apartment they hung off of each other. It took a few tries for Hero to unlock the door but eventually they made it home.

Villain cringed at the state of the apartment, “seriously though you need to clean.”

“I’m busy,” Hero collapsed onto the couch.

“With what?”

“Stopping you and your friends from destroying the world.”

“You never used to be too busy.”

“I just am now,” Hero snapped at Villain.

Villain raised their eyebrows. Hero looked away.

“You’re hiding something,” Villain said it matter of factly, no question involved.

“I’m not,” Hero answered anyway.

Villain’s eyes bored into Hero. Hero got uncomfortable and stood up, the alcohol muddling their usually logical responses to Villain’s interrogations. Hero decided it would be best to just walk away. So they did, without a word.

“Hero.”

Hero ignored them collapsing into their bed. Someone collapsed onto the other side.

“Who is it?”

“What?” Hero grunted, confused.

“The person you’re seeing? That’s surely the only reason you no longer have the time to take care of yourself. Are you always over at their place?”

Hero laughed, actually laughed, “I’m not seeing anyone,” at a scoff of disbelief they added; “honestly. It’s too hard in this line of work. Too complicated.”

“Okay who is it you’re crushing on then?”

Villain saw Hero’s ears turn red, and presumably the face hidden in their pillow was just as red.

“No one,” came the muffled reply.

“Bullshit.”

“Fuck off.”

“Not until you tell me who it is,” Villain settled further into the bed.

Hero groaned and raised their head to see how serious Villain was. Villain held their gaze steadily. Hero groaned again and dropped their head.

After a few minutes Hero whispered something.

“What?”

“It’s you,” came a slightly louder whisper.

Villain stared at Hero. They watched as once again the pair of ears turned bright red.

It was cute.

They must have taken too long to respond because Hero shifted and sat up. Their face was blank, and the only sign of any previous embarrassment was the fading red in their cheeks. It was kind of scary.

“I’m sorry. I shouldn't have said that. You don’t have to worry about it,” Hero stood up out of the bed and seemed to be distancing themselves from Villain, “I’ll see you at work then I guess.”

Villain stood up as well.

“I hope we can keep things professional,” Hero rambled on, “nothing has to change. Just pretend like nothing-”

Hero was abruptly cut off by a pair of lips slamming against theirs. Immediately they leaned into the kiss, breath snatched away from them.

Villain had effectively cut off their nervous rambling.

Eventually Hero pulled back gasping for air. Villain pulled back as well but kept their arms around Hero, a smug smirk tugged on their mouth.

“You’re an idiot, but you’re my crush too.”

Hero grinned openly at Villain and Villain couldn’t help but grin back.

“Good.”

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[yamchaisawesome]

DnD antagonist idea: a cult that worships the DM.

They see everyone and everything in their world, including the gods, as extensions of the will of a God Above Gods. However, there are a select few people who aren’t born of its will. Beings created and controlled by other higher beings.

Unlike the avatars of gods, they aren’t too far off from an ordinary being. However when they kill, they grow more powerful. The cult calls these beings Violators.

Their greatest goal is to kill these Violators and give the God Above Gods full power over its own realm. Only problem is that they don’t know who they are, but they do know they lurk among the common people…

They’ve narrowed it down to those who kill as a profession and mass murderers, since a being who grows stronger through killing would logically want to kill more. In areas that lack mercenaries and militaries, this cult actually acts as a secretive peacekeeping force.

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[primus-why]

I really love the headcanon that, to tfa warbuilds, challenging an authority figure can also be seen as flirting.

I especially love to imagine Optimus' crew having to temporarily team up with Megatron to take down a threat, and as the leaders continue to butt heads over tactics/protocol, all the 'Bots are like "omg so scary poor Optimus 😣" while the 'Cons are like "omg get a room already 🙄"

#megop #tfa #like i wanna see Megs confront OP in a hallway and they get into a verbal spat #Ratchet is looking on warily until Strika comes up and says something like ''heh. young love amiright?'' #which prompts a convo about Decepticon culture #later Ratch is talking to OP privately like ''there's no right or wrong answere here... but...... do you uh. have an Interest in someone?'' #''possibly someone on this very ship?'' #and OP is like ''??? um??? not any serious interest if that's what you mean??? why???'' #and Ratch is like ''oh no reason! but that's good! yup its all good. dont worry about it.'' #but then another argument ensues and Ratch watches closely and he finally comes to the conclusion that Megs Definitely wants to frag #and OP.......... doesn't seem all that aware of that fact. #so he has to lay it out for him the next night #cue Op panicking because ''holy shit me??? the Leader of the cons wants to frag ME????? why??'' #''we've been nothing but antagonistic this whole time! i would have thought he hated me!'' #ratch: ''according to strika if he'd hated you he would have squashed you like a beetle by now if that's of any help.'' #''not really but thanks ratchet''

[words-on-pa-per]

“Heroes are stupid.”

“How come?”

“They see a gray situation and look to name it black and white. If they had to pick whether to save one person or the world, they’d try to save both. And then they’d end everything. They’re more dangerous than villains in that way.”

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[enchantingepics]

Story Prompt 57

A figure lurked in the dim light, its silhouette shrouded in mystery. This figure was no hero; rather, it embraced the darkness, reveling in the power it wielded over those who dared to cross its path.

One fateful evening, as the moon cast its soft glow upon the landscape, the figure found itself drawn to a reflective surface—a mirror. Peering into its depths, the figure beheld a visage so captivating, it was as if time itself had stopped to admire its beauty.

"You are magnificent," the figure murmured, tracing the contours of its reflection with delicate fingers.

The figure became enamored with its own image, spending hours lost in the depths of the mirror, entranced by the allure of its own gaze.

As days turned into weeks, the figure's obsession grew, consuming its every waking moment. It spoke to its reflection as though it were a lover, whispering sweet nothings and professing undying devotion.

"You are the embodiment of perfection," the figure declared, its voice tinged with longing.

But as the figure's love for itself blossomed, so too did a darkness within. It became possessive, unable to bear the thought of sharing its beloved reflection with anyone else.

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[rather-ace-writing]

PROMPT/IDEA- Hope you enjoy!

”You’re weak.” She grabbed his face, forcing him to look at her as she spoke. Disgust painted her features as her lips curled into a sneer. “Weak, to fall for someone like that. You think they would ever love you? You think anyone could ever love you!?”

“Mum, please!”

“You were supposed to be so much more!” The slap echoed throughout the throne room as the Empress’s palm connected with her son’s cheek, leaving a mark. “Get out of my sight!” She shrieked.

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[whatthehellami]

The villain huffed from the hood of the car they were perched on.

"Am I supposed to take you seriously after you come to fight me in that stupid leotard?"

The hero fumbled a bit. Was this how fights normally went? In their training academy they were barred from uttering a word during a fight.

"Uhh, my chief designed this costume. Is it bad?"

"Darling, that's a crime. You should be the one who's put in jail."

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