Tag: writing prompts

thewhumpening:

You know what trope I’m really diggin’ lately?

Overly intimate villains.

Give me villains that use soft, familiar pet names, calling the whumpee things like Love, Hun, Sweetheart. Give me villains that get too close, that use what would normally be soothing caresses. Cupping the cheek, gliding their thumb over quivering lips, a gentle run of fingers through sweat-damp hair, lips pressing softly against scars, bruises, or unmarked skin, perhaps to show the whumpee where they’re going to hurt next.

Give me villains that make it where the whumpee can no longer be comforted by their rescuers by these simple, soothing gestures.

kiss fanfic meme

ficmemes:

To celebrate Valentine’s day, send me a number and I’ll write a drabble based on that type of kiss.

  1. Cheek kiss
  2. Earlobe kiss
  3. Eskimo kiss
  4. Eyelid kiss
  5. Finger kiss
  6. Foot kiss
  7. Forehead kiss
  8. Hand kiss
  9. Hickey kiss
  10. Lick kiss
  11. Kiss on the neck
  12. Navel kiss
  13. Kiss in the rain
  14. Kiss in the Snow
  15. Kiss on the nose
  16. Kiss on the nape
  17. Kiss on the collar
  18. Kiss on the stomach
  19. Kiss on the knee
  20. Shoulder kiss
  21. Spider-man kiss
  22. Talking kiss
  23. Teaser kiss
  24. The whipped cream kiss
  25. Peck on the lips
  26. Wake up kiss
  27. The single-lip kiss
  28. The biting kiss
  29. The jawline kiss
  30. The love kiss

Can you do more attractive morally grey villains who can kick your ass? I’m OBSESSED with them.

gingerly-writing:

okay so these potentially veered a lot towards very dark grey, but I hope they work anyway!

The villain sat back in their chair with a sigh. “It’s a little early in the day for killing heroes, dear. Why do you have to test me so?”
Gagged and bound, the hero could only writhe indignantly.
The villain nudged them with the toe of their boot, a not-so-subtle demand to shut up. The next warning, the hero knew from experience, would come against their throat. They quietened.
The villain smiled. “There, now isn’t that better? Now, I’m going to give you thirty seconds to explain why you thought it was appropriate to try and escape. Convince me, and maybe I won’t flay the skin off your pretty hide.”

The center of her attention was a whirlpool, quicksand, the heart of a black hole. All-encompassing and without hope for escape. The most dangerous place in the universe.
The hero met her gaze, and swallowed. There was no escape. Everyone knew that.
The only question was, how long would he survive?

“You mustn’t play at murder, dear, it simply isn’t civilised.”
The thief watched them warily, blood dripping from their knife. Not just any blood, the villain’s blood. “I know what you did,” the thief rasped, “to them. To the hero. They- you- god. I can’t let that stand. No one with any honour, any humanity, could let that stand.”
“Oh, how terribly noble of you! Unexpected, but then again, I did always hypothesize that there was a heart under there somewhere. I suppose that’s one of two questions answers.”
The thief licked their lips. “What’s…what’s the other question?”
The villain grinned. “Did you ever truly believe you had a hope of beating me? I broke the hero, and now I’m going to break you.”

if you like these prompts, consider buying me a coffee?

Prompt #1186

gingerly-writing:

Back to back, fists up, capes tattered and torn. Hero and villain, enemies, forced to work together through sheer desperation. 

“Don’t die on me,” the villain hissed. “You die on me, and I will not be saving this damn city by myself.”

The hero chuckled dryly. “Because you can’t do it alone, or you won’t?”

“Because what’s the point of saving this stupid hellhole if you’re not in it?”