#hero vs villain prompt

[save-the-villainous-cat]

Hello!! I would like to request a part 2 (or not? more like another POV) to the protective younger sibling!sidekick snippet if you’re okay with it ^^

This time it’s hero asking henchman to meet up and henchman just panics like “omg do they know who i am?? bro im going to get my ass beat and die 😭💀” and decides to spill everything from their real identity to their bar escapades with sidekick

but in reality hero was just really glad that their younger sibling finally got a special someone so they just wanted to get to know them more and all about their relationship😭 also ofc they knew who henchman was all along, duh (their villain lover tells them literally everything)

pt. 1

“I swear, I wasn’t trying to spy on them or anything like that — at first I didn’t even know it was them and I think they still don’t know it’s me. I just kind of met them a couple of times coincidentally and I don’t know, I like them a lot, I really do. They’re so smart and like, I don’t know, so quick? Like they can keep up with my mind and I wasn’t really trying anything at first, I didn’t even think they’d like me and I was just kind of—”

“Woah, I didn’t even get to accuse you of anything.” The hero played with their pen out of habit and studied the henchman. They were certainly panicking and the hero was not going to let something this small turn into this giant thing. “I wish all my interrogations would go that way. Would make my job certainly easier…”

“Please don’t kill me,” the henchman whispered.

“Jeez. Relax. I’m not gonna kill you for dating my sibling.” The hero rolled their eyes. What exactly was their lover telling the henchman about them? That they were some sort of monster?

They definitely needed to talk to the villain. They’d danced around this subject for a while now. When the hero had found out a few weeks ago, they had wanted to talk to the henchman immediately but the villain had urged them not to rush into anything.

And they supposed the villain was right about that.

Getting into other people’s business didn’t always turn out great for the hero.

And they simply really wanted to see their lover.

“Technically, we’re not dating…”

“Well, whatever you want to call it, I can’t tell you what to do and what not to do. You’re great, so I have nothing to fear. I just wanted to get to know you a little better.” The hero worried their lip between their teeth. Maybe they had enough time to visit the villain during lunch? They let the pen spin in their hand.

“Wait…really?”

“Yeah, you’re old enough, I reckon. You can decide these things for yourself.” The hero took in a deep breath. Maybe they should review some cases first? For whatever reason, their mind kept jumping from one topic to another and they weren’t really sure if it was the coffee or them being a little more nervous than they wanted to admit.

This was their sibling’s first (potential) relationship. Clearly, they were old enough and the henchman was a great choice but the hero wondered if their sibling wanted to distance themselves now that they were older.

Whatever choice they’d make, the hero was going to support them, even if that meant they were the annoying older sibling. Maybe the villain had some advice for them.

They closed their eyes and took in a deep breath. Speculating wouldn’t get them far.

“I’m not really used to…responsibility, I guess?” The henchman stared at the hero’s desk as if they were trying to control it with their mind. Their nervousness had shifted to embarrassment and the hero didn’t want that in their office either.

“How so?”

The henchman thought about their words carefully, as if the hero was still an enemy they needed to be cautious around.

That was smart. But the hero doubted they still saw them as a threat. If they really wanted to date the hero’s sibling, they’d try everything to end up on the hero’s good side.

God, their mind was racing. They really needed to see the villain. They always managed to calm them down.

“…sometimes I feel more like a burden to the villain. They barely take me out on missions or let me help them,” they eventually said and the hero couldn’t believe how far off the henchman was with an assumption like that.

Them? A burden to the villain who protected them, shielded them as if they were their own child?

“They’re terrified of losing you,” the hero said.

“I can take care of myself. I’m not dumb.”

“They don’t think you are.” The hero clicked their pen a couple of times and doodled some hearts onto paper. The henchman seemed to be a usually quiet person but right now, a lot of frustration was set free.

It wasn’t exactly anger; it was disappointment.

“Still, I would appreciate a little more trust. I am more than capable to help them. I don’t want to do just research. One time, they nearly died because they didn’t tell me they were injured.”

“They do trust you. They’re just trying to shield you from the bad things. Believe me, I’ve tried doing that and I’ve failed,” the hero said.

“Then what am I doing wrong? I’m not a child anymore. I know how to fight.”

The hero was quiet for a moment. Apparently those doubts had manifested throughout time. The henchman felt quite worthless and couldn’t really see how much the villain actually cared about them.

How the villain made sure they were eating and drinking enough. How they called them several times a day to make sure they were okay. How they researched schools and workplaces for them all the time.

“You’re an orphan, aren’t you?” they asked as gentle as possible.

The henchman nodded. “I barely talk about it.”

“Well, the villain is an orphan as well and they were robbed of their childhood. They don’t want you to grow up as quick as they had to. That’s why they let you do…well, office work instead of getting your hands dirty. It’s more of an excuse. They want you to study people instead of fighting them.”

“…but they need me. They’re a total idiot sometimes. Last week they were clearly outnumbered and almost got themselves killed. Again.”

“Well, thank God I am here now to help them. More or less.” The hero leaned back. Most of the time, they disagreed with the villain when it came to work. But they’d obviously break a few rules to save their lover every now and then. “You need them just as much as they need you, don’t you?”

The henchman didn’t meet their eyes, so the hero continued.

“You think they don’t care and you think they’re pushing you away but that’s not true. Truth is, this isn’t all fun and games. Seeing someone you love collapse is the worst thing in the world. Losing someone close to you is an indescribable grief. Let me do the saving and the nasty work. You can guide them. Do the research and make plans. Fight my sibling occasionally…”

Suddenly, the henchman blushed.

“Oh, I…uh…”

“You’re right. You aren’t a child anymore and you can decide what you want to do with your future. But there are people who care about you and they will try to shield you from danger, no matter how old you are.” The hero stretched their limbs and suppressed a yawn. They stared at the doodles they had drawn on a few sticky notes.

They had subconsciously written the first letter of the villain’s name into the hearts.

Now, they really wanted to see their villain. They knew their lover was calculated and smart and capable but the hero needed to see that stupid smirk more than anything. All this talk about danger and death…

“Don’t worry, okay?” they asked and the henchman nodded. “If you need anything, just ask me.”

“Thank you. Really, thank you.”

The hero stared at the doodles and smiled softly.

“Don’t you have a date to go on? Or is that tomorrow?” they asked.

“Tomorrow—” The henchman was still blushing when they stood up. “I should, uh, probably go. Again, you really helped me. Thank you.”

“Anytime.”

It was safe to say that the hero and the villain had lunch together.

#wanted to do a second part anyway so your ask is perfect timing #see what I did there #protectiveness vs freedom #writing snippet #heroxvillain prompt #heroxvillain snippet #heroes and villains #hero #villain #hero x villain #heroxvillain #an answer for an ask #request #cont'd

[creadigol]

Hello all! I am back after a hiatus due to work. I hope y’all like this, apologies that it’s a bit shorter than the rest.

Prompt #6

They should have known it was too easy.

Spy clutched the gash in their side as they stumbled through the hallways of the expensive staterooms. They hoped to stem the tide of blood at least until they made it back to their room over on the other side of the street where they could treat it, but time did not seem to be on their side this night.

Come to think of it, nothing had been on Spy’s side tonight.

The case was supposed to be easy. It was a simple observation and report. Tail the two bit Congressman for the four day voyage, dig up some dirt on the guy, and bring it back to the Hero to keep in his pocket for a rainy day. It was a simple process they had done a thousand times before for various parties.

How had this one gone so wrong?

A stab of pain shot up their abdomen when their hand slipped from the wall. Damn that hurt! With each passing moment the ability to stay upright seemed less and less like a natural function and more like a lifesaving crusade.

“Need a little help?” A singsong voice floated over them.

Spy felt their already shock-covered skin spring into new goosebumps.

They knew that voice.

A hand gripped the back of their neck in what would have appeared to be a friendly gesture, if not for the pressure behind it.

Spy did their best not to whimper.

“Why don’t we go back to my room and the two of us can discuss how you ended up…a little worse for wear.”

Spy could only hope that the past, but albeit, gone friendship they had held with Villain would spare their life tonight.

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[arealphrooblem]

Surrender Prompt Fills #2

Part two of @whither-wander-whump's amazing voluntary surrender prompts

CW: torture mention (but not torture) #body horror (what a healer mage could do to a body if they wanted to)

Part one here

- a character who is powerful, far more powerful than whoever has them cornered. But they extend their hands and let themself be taken, because if they don’t, someone less powerful will be hurt instead of them. They aren’t willing to live with that, so they go willingly.

The decision to surrender came easily. Perhaps part of them knew it would always end this way. Their ragtag group of mage rebels could only avoid detection for so long; eventually the location of their base had been compromised, as they always knew it would be. Swarms of soldiers exploded from the trees, as if they possessed magic themselves. They didn’t of course. They possessed something just as terrifying.

The General.

When the Mage stepped out of the temple with their hands in the air, every gun moved to aim at them. The General stood at the bottom of the steps, hands dangling within easy reach of his weapons. His second in command stood next to him, also pointing a gun at the Mage.

“Walk slowly,” The General called out. “Any of my men are altered I will burn this forest to the ground and everyone in it.”

The Mage fought an eye roll as they followed his command, taking the steps one at a time. Their hands did not so much as twitch.

“Isn’t this a bit overkill?” the second in command asked, voicing aloud the Mage’s thoughts. “They’ve already agreed to surrender. And they’re a healer mage. What are they going to do — heal our paper cuts? Cure my migraines?”

The General did not take his eyes off the Mage as they walked down the last few steps.

“A healer mage is trained to take control over the body. They could explode your heart in your chest, flood your brain with your own blood, block the electrical signals in the photoreceptors of your eyes so that you never see again. So no, this is not overkill.”

The second in command looked at the healer with fresh eyes, now hard with suspicion and fear. It was a depressingly familiar look in a world hostile to magic. And yes, the Mage could do all those things -- but if they had wanted to, they wouldn’t be a healer.

The cuffs were metal rounded cones that covered the Mage’s hands like iron mittens. They had to curl their fingers into fists to make them fit inside, which meant they couldn’t do the necessary movements to control the flow of their magic.

The Mage stood patiently, fists held out, while the General cuffed them with quick, efficient movements. He did not touch them any more than necessary, as if their skin would burn him, as if that was no exaggeration.

The Mage could feel every pair of eyes and the barrel of every gun trained on them. Panic started to climb up their chest, into their throat, and they couldn’t even channel their magic to calm themselves.

This was worth it. No matter what lay on the other end of this journey, the rest of their people could live another day. It was worth it.

Those words echoed as a mantra in their head as the General led them to his ship, the second in command’s gun pressed against their back. Sleek and fast, a scientific marvel that could break the sound barrier, it sat nestled and hidden in the forest. The Mage hadn’t even heard it touch down. If one of the apprentices hadn’t spotted the fleet in the air from the top of the temple, no one would have gotten free today.

“Sit,” the General said, pointing to a row of leather seats strapped to one wall.

The Mage obeyed.

“Cross your arms over your chest.”

The Mage obeyed. With that same efficiency, the General fastened the safety harness over their chest, trapping their arms. This time he lingered, testing the restraints, making sure the harness sat snugly against their chest, before he strapped himself into the chair next to them.

“If you kick, I will lock your feet together,” he warned.

The Mage nodded.

The General barked orders to his Second in the cockpit and the ship hummed to life, rising so smoothly and silently over the trees, only the gentle vibrations against their feet showed them any sign they had moved at all.

“You don’t need to be so afraid of me,” the Mage said softly. “If I liked hurting people, I wouldn’t be a healer.”

“I’m not afraid of you.” The denial came quick and sharp and utterly untrue. “I’ve just not stupid. I know what your people are capable of. I’ve seen it.”

The Mage could not deny the horror their own people were capable of, especially in response to the hostile society they lived in. But they weren’t the only ones capable of inhumanity.

“I didn’t give myself over blindly,” they said. “I know what your people are capable of, the kind of torture that awaits me. When I’m gifted the release of death, I know it will be slow and agonizing, and yet still a welcome relief. And I know that none of my people will come for me, because the loss of all those lives against your guns and machines is not worth keeping mine, especially when our numbers are so few now. So I will die alone and away from everything I love and the last thing I will ever know is excruciating pain.”

The General said nothing, but the Mage felt the weight of his gaze.

“So tell me,” they said, turning to meet it. “Who should be afraid of who right now?”

To their surprise, the General looked disquieted. “You seem remarkably calm for someone so afraid,” he said.

The Mage gave him a sorrowful shadow of a smile. ‘It’s a well trained lie. You should understand that, as a leader.”

The General’s gaze broke away, as if he could not bear to look at them any longer. He said nothing for the rest of the journey, and he did not look at the Mage again.

When they landed at the General’s headquarters in the heart of the city, far away from the peace of the hidden temple, the General waved off the second in command and led the Mage himself. The Mage followed, their pulse thundering in their ears, as he took them to the elevator.

His finger hovered over the basement floor button before jerking suddenly upwards, to a button on the top row. As if making a split second decision. The Mage dared not to question him as they followed him down lushly carpeted hallways, past framed artwork, and dark wood paneling.

They stopped at a door that required the General’s eye scan and fingerprint. It slid open to reveal . . .a sleek, beautiful apartment.

This time, the Mage could not hold back as he guided them inside.

“What are you doing? What is this place?”

The General said nothing as he led them down a short hallway and into what looked like a spare bedroom, devoid of all personal effects.

“This is where you stay until I decide what to do with you,” he said. “That door connects to a bathroom. Otherwise, you will not leave this room. You will not attempt escape in any way or any harm or alteration on my person or any vandalism of the apartment or I will have you tortured in all the ways you fear.”

The Mage swallowed, afraid to believe him. “And . . . where am I?”

The General fixed them with a stare, his expression a touch bewildered, as if he couldn’t believe himself.

“These are my quarters.”

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[esperosisdoeswriting]

Prompt #671

[Villain] grabbed [Hero] and threw them into a headlock, [Hero] struggled for a few moments before the cold tip of steel pressed against their temple.

“Stop it right now!” [Villain] growled at [Boss] “or I swear I’ll blow their brains out.”

[Boss] glanced at [Villain], their fingers pausing on the keyboard. They glanced at [Hero] for a split second, just long enough to process it was them, before they turned their attention back to the screen, their typing continuing.

“Shoot them,” [Boss] replied, disinterested.

“Wow, thanks.”

“You’re immortal,” [Boss] continued typing.

[Villain] sputtered, “What?!”

“Yeah but,” [Hero] sighed dramatically, “You could, I dunno, pretend to care?”

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[hailthosverse]

Prompt (No. #1)

"I fucking hate them so muchh, why can't he just die altogether?!? I just hope he falls into a moment of literal hell!" Villain screamed while he tried to hide his flustered face.

"Villain, we literally live together. In the same house." Hero said tiredly trying to break free from the tied rope that villain attached around his wrists.

"Oh and by the way, i can see your beautiful, crimson red, face, darling."

"FUC—"

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[whumpdaydreamerx]

A severely injured Hero running out of options, not knowing where to go and having no one to help them. They’ll die if they don’t get help soon.

As a last resort, they end up on Villain’s doorstep. As the door swings open Villain scoffs, amused as the Hero leans against the frame. Hero is a pale, sweaty mess, dry blood caking their face and neck. Villain stares expectantly.

“I need your help…” they swallow. “Please.” Hero grunts as Villain chuckles.

“Then say it.” They smirk. Hero shuts their eyes, willing themself the courage to speak. With a sigh, they look Villain in the eyes.

“…Dad… I need your help, dad.”

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[abhainnwhump]

Hero Whumpee is arrogant, full of himself, reckless well-loved by the people. However, they have one crippling fear. Water, heights, failure, whatever. They end up getting captured by Villain Whumper, who discovers this fear of theirs.

Let's take the heights for example. It starts off by chaining them to the ceiling, then hanging them from the roof, then from a bridge, then from a cliff. Whumpee finally breaks and begs for mercy, but they feel ashamed of it too because they're supposed to be the hero, but being a several feet off the ground scares them. Villain Whumper is delighted and is more than happy to publicly humiliate them.

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[thegirlwholived1213]

Nightmares

CW: nightmares, recapture

The nightmares had always been there. Since day one, when everything around Sidekick was in disarray, everything changing all too quickly, their night demons were always waiting for the moment of sleep before flooding Sidekick's head.

At first, the nightmares had been loud and fitful, waking Hero almost every night, but as Sidekick had settled into Hero's home and began training, they had learned to keep their mouth shut.

Tonight was no exception. Sidekick still fought day in and day out, even in sleep. When they did wake, they could tell something was off.

At first, they just assumed they had seen it wrong, the shadow by the foot of their bed. They rubbed the sleep from their eyes, and studied the form, convincing themselves it was a figment of their imagination.

Then the figure cleared its throat.

Sidekick's dreams were always different, but there had been one change that was never broken.

Villain's men never spoke, at least not in their dreams.

"Well, am I sure glad to see you again, Sidekick."

A shiver ran up their spine.

"Oh, no need to be afraid, I'm sure Villain will be very pleased to have their little pet back."

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[keaywrites]

'Useless' superpowers

• Teleportation but you feel the exhaustion of running the entire distance - can lead to death for distances that are just too big.

• Reading minds but the person being read knows what's happening.

• Creating objects with your mind but they turn out the way they would if you actually used your hands so you HAVE to actually be skilled at making things for them to turn out good.

Gonna think of some more but please feel free to add your own additions to this!

#writing ideas #writing prompts #writing prompt #super powers #hero x villain #hero vs villain #hero and villain #I just like powers that don't actually help that much #like they can still be usefull #stuff gets done faster but you still have to put in the effort

[wonderful-prompts]

Prompt #1045

“You hit surprisingly hard for the weakest member of your team.”

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[atlaswritespoetry]

" so you never loved me. I was just a pawn to you. You needed me so you tricked me into following your every blind order. I hope you are happy. I'm done. I'll go with them. Die in hell Hero."

Villain and Henchmen meet sidekick in rl and realize something tragic. Hero has been cheating on them for years and was only with them so they would help. Sidekick had enough and joins villain and Henchmen, realizing it's not that bad

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[save-the-villainous-cat]

Hiii, could you write about a captured hero and a villain who attacked and brought chaos to the city only to drag the restrained hero and show them the ruins of the city they used to protect. Give me a devastated hero and give me a possessive(over them) villain~

Develop the idea of you want and however you like <3

Hope you write this one, it's a favourite scenario!

“I thought we were the same, you and I,” the villain said. “I thought you’d understand.”

They turned their head towards the hero, smiling gently. “What a fool I’ve been.”

On the ground wheezing, the hero couldn’t answer. Seconds ago the villain had grabbed their throat and yanked them out of the basement, only to push them onto the raw asphalt outside.

The hero was bruised, scratched, cut. It was a whole masterpiece to the villain, having the markings on the hero was like possessing them — finally, after all these years. Still, it wasn’t perfect, yet. The villain had a lot in store for their lovely nemesis.

“You’re smart, I thought it was clear to you that the city had to change,” the villain said, their voice as calm as a lazy summer evening. Watching their hero struggle on the ground was adorable. In a few days they would be completely devoted to the villain…with the right amount of work and dedication, of course.

“The city burns,” the hero finally choked out. They started coughing again, now clasping the villain’s ankle in their desperate search for any stability. Breathing heavily, they started crying their eyes out.

“Look at it,” the villain hissed. As they crouched down, they hummed slightly, their mood flipped. Watching the fruits of their work was more than satisfying. Their hand combed through the hero’s hair and with a harsh tug, they forced the hero to look at their decaying home. “It’s healed. I saved the city without your help.”

“No. Nonononono,” the hero mumbled. The villain felt the grasp around their ankle getting harsher, so naturally, they did the same on the hero’s hair until they were nothing but a whimpering body.

“I saved the city,” the villain whispered in their ear, making sure the hero was feeling their breath on their cheek. “And now, you’re mine. You belong to me like you always have.”

“You’re insane,” the hero said. The villain observed the horror mirrored on their face as a biting shiver ran down the hero’s spine. Apparently, they realised what had truly happened. They shook, their tears falling, their snot flowing. It was pathetic.

And that was exactly how the villain liked it.

“You’ve destroyed the city. For what? Why? Who would want to destroy their own home?” the hero cried, entering the first stage of hyperventilating. Poor hero, the villain thought to themselves. So many questions.

“The city wasn’t my home,” the villain clarified, as if they were a teacher scolding a student. “It was my enemy. It had something I didn’t have. You.”

And with that, they dragged the begging and screaming hero back into the house.

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[d1g1tal-racc00n]

More Story Prompts #4

He was supposed to be the protagonist, the good guy, the hero. Who knew his self-awareness would make him the villain of this narrative. _ _ _ "I am the hero of this story! Not you! Me!" He was on his knees, moments away from death. Even in his final moments, he couldn't even comprehend the idea that he completely rewrote his narrative from good to evil. Even the so-called "villain" felt sorry for the self-proclaimed hero.

Prompt by me who was listening to "The Main Character" by Will Wood

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[enchantingepics]

Story Prompt 103

There stood a figure shrouded in darkness. Their desire for power and domination eclipsed any semblance of virtue or morality. They had watched as the so-called heroes paraded through, their lust for glory blinding them to the consequences of their actions.

"You!" the figure's voice echoed through the desolate landscape, cutting through the silence like a knife. "You heroes, with your hollow promises of justice and righteousness. You label anyone who dares to oppose you as villains, but I am more than just an obstacle in your path. I am your ultimate challenge, your final test."

The heroes, caught off guard by the figure's bold proclamation, exchanged wary glances amongst themselves. One of them stepped forward, their voice filled with defiance. "You think you can defeat us? You're nothing but a twisted version of what a hero should be."

The figure chuckled darkly, the sound sending shivers down the spines of those gathered. "Oh, but I am so much more than that. I am the embodiment of your darkest fears, the culmination of your own hubris. And unlike your childish games, in this battle, I will emerge victorious."

With a menacing grin, the figure extended a hand, summoning forth shadows that twisted and writhed at their command. The heroes braced themselves, knowing that this confrontation would be unlike any they had faced before.

As the battle ensued, each clash of steel and surge of power only served to fuel the figure's determination. They fought with a ferocity born from years of resentment and bitterness, their every move calculated to outwit and overpower their adversaries.

"You may have bested others before me," the figure taunted, their voice dripping with contempt, "but you will find that I am not so easily defeated."

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[esperosisdoeswriting]

Prompt #552

"What do you mean you came in through the backdoor?! There is no back door!!" [Villain] yelled as their carefully laid plan was once again shattered by [Hero].

"Well, I mean... There wasn't originally, but there is one now." they shrugged.

"That was reinforced concrete!"

"Well, apparently, the reinforcements weren't that good cause it only took me a block of plastic explosives to blow through it."

[Villain] gaped at them, "Why do you have plastic explosives?!"

[Hero] smiled smugly as they crossed their arms, their eyes sparkling as they replied, "Well you never know when you need to make a backdoor, so I carry some on me at all times."

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[hailthosverse]

Prompt (No.#5)

Hero looks at the villain's eyes.

"I can't believe you're beautiful."

Both of them sitting on some random roof, looking at the view of the city itself.

Villain looks at him dumbfounded, a smile showing on his face.

"You really think I'm that pretty?"

Maybe this is a new form of friendship. Or probably something more.

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