You did not love me.
You loved the attention I gave you.
You loved that I would do anything for you,
that I would drop everything in order to pick you back up.
You loved to manipulate me,
addicted to tearing me down when I was building you up.
You did not love me.
I loved you.
Your lips graced my skin and in that moment the planes overhead disappeared into the clouds, the streets all cleared, and even the wind stopped to watch us. For a moment, it was quiet, and the world had never felt so empty, and the world had never felt so full.
My Personal Top 10 Villain and Hero Prompts so far List
10) “Such faith…” the villain looked at the other in wonder, reverence, shocked awe that quite stole their breath. Such beautiful, stupid, blindness. They were the most perfect creature the villain had ever seen. “Tell me, if I asked you for your heart, would you give it to me?” “You have it already.” As if they hadn’t just met. “Or do you mean literally? ”It was all the villain could do not to grin, wolfish. They didn’t want to scare this miracle, after all. But oh, how strangely ensnaring it was to be trusted so completely.“Come with me.” X
9) “So protective…” the villain murmured. “You were never so protective over me.” “You never needed anyone to protect you!” The look on the villain’s face stopped them dead. X
They knew it was wrong, they knew they shouldn’t like seeing the antagonist like this. A shell of themselves, fragile, held together by stitches. But oh they were so pliant like this. So scared of doing wrong and so desperately needing reassurance. “I forgive you.” “It’s going to be okay.” “You’re not a monster.” The hero had never felt so addictively needed in their life, so redemptive, so powerful to have the villain breathless and overwhelmed with the smallest of kindnesses. They felt like god. X
The villain prowled closer, gaze intent. “Mm. The last time someone looked at me like that we didn’t get out of bed all weekend, good times.” “Cute bravado, it won’t save you.” “You’re blushing.” X
6) “Fix it.” “I can’t.” The protagonist dropped to their knees, a sick feeling curdling in the pit of their belly. “Please - see, I’m begging and everything - fix it.” They swallowed hard. “Please.” Their voice voice cracked. “I can’t,” the antagonist said. They tugged one hand through their hair, jerked the other in a gesture for the protagonist to get up. “I’m not saying it to spite you, I literally can’t. This is beyond my power. I’m sorry.” The protagonist stared at them in numb disbelief. X
5) “Go on,” the antagonist rasped. Their eyes were intent upon the protagonist’s, their lips startlingly red with blood. Breath panting. “Finish it.” The protagonist’s hand wavered, head spinning, adrenaline coursing nauseously through their body. Some distance away, their allies were starting to approach. The antagonist’s expression softened. “Finish it.” They reached up a hand to steady the protagonist on their weapon. “You’ll be a hero, everyone will love you, the world will be yours for the taking. You’ve come so far and grown so much, you’ve fought so hard. You can do it. It’s alright.” “You want to die?” “Don’t ask me that. I’d rather it be by your hand than theirs.” X
“Let me tell you something,” the antagonist said. “You want to get away with being a monster, you act like a hero.” X
“Dearest. Darling. Sweetheart,” the protagonist flatly recited the list of endearments the antagonist was most likely to wield in their conversations. “You’re play acting at intimacy again. God, it must be desperately lonely being you.” “Oh, love. I’m not the one play acting at anything – if I wanted to be intimate with you, baby, I’d bother to learn your name.” X
2) “Beautiful girl in need of saving, you’re predictable,” said the villain. She circled the hotel room, removing the silken scarf from around her neck and letting it drop. The heroine set her weapon slowly down on the bed beside them. “Compulsive need to play act a girl in need of saving,” she returned. “You’re transparent.” A smile flickered across the villain’s lips. “I like pretending to be you. It’s intimate.”“You think I need saving?” “Of course,” the villain purred. “I know who you’re up against.” X
“Shh, it’s alright,” the villain said. “You’re doing beautifully and I’m so proud of you. But that’s enough now. It was cruel of them to make you fight me - you could never have won. It’s not your fault.” X
+ 1; AKA the first heroes and villains prompt I wrote, of the classic style you might know me for (I wrote villainous prompts before this one, but they wouldn’t be what you guys call my villain and hero prompts in the same way)
“What happened to you?” He strained against the cuff, face twisted up and flushed. “You’re not like this - this isn’t you.”
“And how would you know what I’m like?” he drew the knife, caressed it along Marco’s cheek. “You left. And now you want to leave again…but the boss won’t be so happy about that, old friend.”
K Rowling is one of the most inspirational people I’ve ever come across. Not only did she start with nothing and create and empire using her imagination and skill as a writer; but she uses her power, money and fame to support so many important causes. She’s donated so much to charity that she was kicked off the Forbes list of billionaires. Despite all the truly vicious hate she gets, she refuses to back down about what she believes in. I admire her more than anyone else in the world.