Prompt #69

Prompt #2

The hero shuddered as the rain poured over them, knees giving out as they fell down. The villain slowly came towards him, holding a knife with way too much blood painted on it. 

“Watch me. Watch me as I slaughter the whole city with my two very own hands.” The villain exclaimed, a wicked grin plastered on their face. The hero gulped. He tried to get up by putting his hands on the ground to push his body off, but that didn’t help. He tried and tried until he couldn’t. It rained heavier. The water filled like thousands of knives being pierced through his body. 

The villain kept his promise, as he watched him go around and smother blood all over the city. And, he could do nothing but crawl and scream. Feel pain all over his body. 

For the first time in his life, the hero felt weak. Miserable. Pathetic. 

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Prompt #70

By @writingpromptsworld

“What…so you’re just letting me escape? Just like that?” The villain questioned, suspiciously. Their eye narrowed slightly, examining the hero.

The hero shrugged, smiling. “You did say you’re not feeling too well, so I’ll let you off the hook for today.”

The villain stared in a little disbelief. “Oh…”

“What?” The hero questioned, raising an eyebrow.

“You’re being oddly nice.” The villain mused, a confused frown crossing their features.

The hero chuckled. “I can’t fight you while you’re not at your best. It wouldn’t be fair.” They offered a sweet smile.

The villain’s heart beat in their chest, staring at the hero’s smiling face. They huffed, rolling their eyes. Goddamn it, they couldn’t understand why the hero was being so soft like this.

“So I can just leave then?” The villain asked again to make sure. The hero nodded, the smile still there.

The villain stared at them for a second, controlling the urge to kiss the smile off the hero’s face. They sighed.

They left after a lingering glance at the hero.

Snippet #8

"Well, well, well. Look who's here, everyone. My favorite villain." The supervillain said, coming forward. His eyes were wide with excitement, his voice even more. He opened his arms to hug the villain, but the villain swatted them away sternly. And, the supervillain frowned.

"I heard you have my boyfriend locked up." The villain spat, scowling. The supervillain perked his eyebrows, smirking.

"I didn't know Hero was your boyfriend." The supervillain laughed, somewhat delighted. He turned around and started walking. The villain followed, still scowling.

"Let him go, or else..." The villain began, a dangerous tone to his voice. The supervillain stopped in his tracks and spun around.

"Or else?"

"Or else, you won't see the rising sun tomorrow." The villain growled, and yanked the supervillain by his collar, pressing him against the nearest wall. The supervillain shook his head, smiling dumbly.

"You see, I mean no harm to your boyfriend or you, for that matter. Now, let me go." He demanded sternly. The villain didn't even budge.

"First of all, tell him where he is. I do not care if you meant any harm or not, you have him tied up regardless. That's a crime in my book, no one is allowed to touch him but me." The villain hurled and dug his fingers into the supervillain's neck. The supervillain wrapped his hand around the other's wrist and forced him to let him go.

"Fine, fine. We've known each other for years now, and you still act like I'm a threat." The supervillain grumbled, moving to straighten his shirt. The villain just scoffed. "Follow me."

When they reached the end of the corridor, the supervillain glanced at the villain. "I don't have him tied up, just so you know." An almost hurt expression caressed his features, and the villain wanted to laugh. When the villain opened the door, he saw the hero sitting in a lavish chair, drinking wine from a fancy cup, and laughing at something the supervillain's sidekick was saying. He frowned. The hero looked him up and down and stood up.

"I thought you were fucking kidnapped!" The villain exclaimed, going to the hero, and hugging him tightly. The hero, stunned, hugged him back.

"No, the supervillain wanted to hang out. Who told you I was kidnapped?" The hero asked, his eyes going to the supervillain, who shrugged in return.

"Your sidekick!" The villain cried, and the hero laughed.

"Oh, he was just joking, babe." The hero kissed him.

"I'm going to kill that bastard." The villain said, embarrassingly.

Prompt #5

The villain’s heart crushed at the sight in front of him. The hero, no, his hero was holding someone else in his arms. Kissing them. Smiling and laughing with them. 

He stared, unable to make himself move even a little. The hero didn’t notice them standing there. It was a late night, with nothing but a few street lights on. The roads empty, his head full. 

The hero was inside a restaurant, while the villain stood behind a building, ready to attack them. But, this. This. This was not what he expected. His blood boiled, daring him to go snatch the hero from the person. Tell the hero that he belongs to him, and no one else. 

Before he could think what he was doing, his body moved on its own. Stumbling through the empty road, he didn’t see a truck coming towards him. And, his body went flying through the cold air and back down. Blood spit out of his head, and all around him, but all he could see as he tilted his head to the right side was the hero’s smiling face. Unaware of his presence, unaware of his existence. He called out, but the hero didn’t hear. 

He screamed. 

In the end, he was alone. Like always. 

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Snippet #6(part 2)

part 1

By @writingpromptsworld

The hero's heartbeat sped up, their eyes widening. Their child tapped on their shoulder from behind. "Who is it?"

The villain was looking around, taking a knife out of the knife holder and examining it closely. The hero gulped, they couldn't let their younger one see this. They turned around, and tried to muster up a smile.

"Stay here, okay? Don't make a noise, I've got this. You'll be fine, I promise." The hero said, but the teenager shook their head, not convinced at all. The hero put their hands on the other's one shoulders, and squeezed lightly. "Do you trust me?" They asked. The fourteen-year old nodded their head quickly.

"Of course, I do. But-."

"I'll be cautious, I promise. Just stay here, alright?" The hero questioned, and then threw a glance behind them. The other one nodded hesitantly and hero planted a kiss on their forehead before motioning for their child to go upstairs. The other one followed the hero's instructions and made it upstairs without a noise. The hero turned around.

The villain stood in front of them, inches away. "Oh. Hi, old friend." They murmured, voice low, their mouth stretched into a wide smile. The hero's stomach churned, their heart clenching and unclenching.

The hero stayed silent. The villain took a step forward. "Long time no see, huh?" They asked, their eyes glinting with the same excitement as they did back in their college days, but now, it was different. Everything was different.

The hero scoffed, glancing away, even though not wanting to. "Long time no see, indeed." They replied.

The villain raised their eyebrows. "How have you been?"

The hero frowned, the question making them visibly cringe. How had they been? Really? They were acting so normal, like two old friends meeting each other after a long time. But they weren't friends (or anything more for that matter) anymore, they were enemies. The villain looked at them expectantly for an answer.

"How have I been? Funny you ask that. Because I've been very well, unlike someone else." The hero tilted their head, lips pressed tightly. A challenge in their eyes.

The villain nodded solemnly, their head suddenly bowing down. "Of course not, I've been very well too."

"Is that so?" The hero questioned, taking a step closer. The pang in their chest tightening by every minute passing.

"Yes." The villain sighed. They lifted their head up, and the hero could make out the watery glint that shone from their eyes.

"Well, if you've had enough greeting me, then I advice you leave."

"Not yet. I want to talk to you-" Before the villain could even finish, sirens ran outside the hero's house. The hero's eyes widened. The villain looked at them as if they had betrayed them. The hero stood their confused. Who had called the police? The realization struck them when their child came running down the stairs.

The villain's eyes moved to the fourteen year-old and then back to meet the hero's eyes. It would be another few days before they could finally talk, like the villain wanted to.

The villain took their flee before the alarmed police could catch them.

The hero finds out one day that the villain is “cheating”on his girlfriend with him. But what he doesn’t know is that the villain’s girlfriend is abusive. When they are fighting the next time, the villain’s usually covered wrists, reveals a dark mark, that the hero sees. The villain tells him everything. The next day, the girlfriend doesn’t see the rise of the sun.

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Prompt #1

“What did you think? That you’d win? That you would have the control?” The villain murmured, way too close to the hero’s face. The hero stared with his mouth a gape open.

The villain smirked, “You’re staring at my lips, darling. Now, Wouldn’t you like to kiss me?”

The hero looked away, breathing heavily. The villain pressed their hands on the chains, tightening them. The hero moaned. “Fuck, don’t do that. Let me go. Please”. He let out.

“You know when you beg like that, I get weak.” The villain said, his hands retreating. He backed away from the hero.

The hero chuckled, laughed even. “You’re fucking insane.”

“I am. Thanks for confirming.” The villain sat down opposite the hero, his eyes wandering over the hero. They stared. The hero let on a wicked grin, scratching the chair across the pepper-powdered floor as they went close to the villain.

“You know, I would like to kiss you, even if to just shut your mouth up for a minute.” The hero muttered, lowly. The villain’s eyes fluttered, demeanor falling. Suddenly, they appeared vulnerable.

The villain huffed, “You wish.”

“So…no?” The hero asked, they moved their body a bit. Little did the villain know, the hero was entangling himself. And not long after, the hero succeded and stood up. Before the villain could do anything about it, the hero was pinning him down on the floor. His face frowned as the hero pressed his hand to his throat.

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Prompt #19

The hero wakes up one morning, and the first thing he does is call the villain, to tell him that he misses him. Except, the villain is not the one picking up the phone. Instead, the hero hears the voice of his partner. The hero’s partner. They’ve found the villain.

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Prompt #33

CW: implied sexual content

"She was checking you out." The hero pressed his body flush against the villain's. The villain bit his lip and then licked it. The hero followed the movement with his eyes.

"I-...are you jealous?" The villain asked, swallowing. This felt thrilling, but surely dangerous with the way the hero wouldn't let him go the moment that girl left them alone. The backstreet was grave, with nothing but the loud music coming from the club that was placed behind it.

"So what if I am? You're mine, no one's allowed to look at you that way but me." The hero growled, and it went straight to the villain's...let's just say his body reacted in a way that the hero must've felt. "Oh, this is turning you on, is it. You like it when I'm possessive, don't you?" His body rubbed against the villain's, and the villain let out a low groan that was something close to an illicit sound. The hero smirked, and the villain knew they were going to be up all night.

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