Childhood Friends and Adult Foes - A Prompt List
Anonymous said: Ahhhh your prompts are A M A Z I N G. could you do some where the villain becomes the possessive hero’s prisoner?? maybe they were close friends years ago???
Anonymous said: Lol so i loved your prompts of villains taking care of their sick heroes. Could we have heroes taking care of their sick villain? Extra points if the villain is whiny and clingy xd
wanderingmind18 said:Hello! Could you do a prompt where a hero helps an injured/sick villain or vice versa? If that’s already been done, then sorry for asking twice but can you please direct me to it? Thank you so much! Your prompts are always inspirational :)
Anonymous said:more hero and villain childhood friends prompts?
1) “I promised I’d save you,” the hero said.
The villain glared up at them, expression edged feral and desperate. “I don’t want your help! I don’t need your help! There’s nothing wrong with me.”
“They’d kill you if they caught you, after what you’ve done,” the hero said, as if they hadn’t even heard the villain. “So for your own safety, I’m going to keep you here for a while.” They knelt down, looking at earnestly at their enemy, cupping hold of their face. “I wish it didn’t have to be like this.”
“If you wish that - fucking uncuff me!”
2) The hero looked down at the villain, pallid on the bed, bent over and wracked with coughs that hacked through their lungs so hard it made tears spring to their eyes. They couldn’t help reaching out, rubbing their back, fussing over pillows, stroking their hair. They couldn’t help noticing, too, the way that the villain melted into touches with fever-glazed eyes. Docile. Nasty as anything otherwise, when they felt so wretched, but instantly docile at a touch. It would be very wrong to feel powerful. Not proper. And yet - they wished it was that easy to render their enemy harmless normally.
3) “Don’t look at me like that,” the villain rasped. They appeared utterly pitiful - hair lank and greasy, eyes bagged, nose blocked and reddened, shivering with temperature. “Like we’re still friends. We’re not friends. Don’t do this. I don’t need your help!”
“Of course you don’t,” the hero agreed placidly. “This isn’t help, it’s guard duty. You’re no use to us dead.” And if that was a truth, but not the whole truth, they looked away. Tried not to be hopelessly reminded of the young kid they used to know, because oh the villain seemed so much younger like this.
4) “You forget, I know you.”
“-I know you,” the hero said, more fiercely now, flatly. “I know how you think, your fears, your dreams, your first crush. I was your best friend. So drop the fucking act and tell me what the hell you’re playing at that or I’m calling your mother.”
The villain gaped at that.
5) “How exactly did you manage to wangle getting me into your custody?”
“Save the world once, people will give you anything you want,” the hero said. “Perhaps you should have tried it.”
“Anything in the world you could have and you picked me? I’m flattered,” the villain purred to hide their unease. “Feeling guilty that you didn’t nip me in the bud back when we were kids?”
“Guilty? No,” the hero said. “But you are my responsibility, and you know I take my responsibilities seriously.”
It sounded rather like a threat and the villain shifted. “Ah, you shouldn’t have. Wouldn’t want to put you out. I’m sure there’s plenty of prisons you could come and visit me in to perform your heroic duties.”
“Plenty of prisons you can escape from, you mean?” The hero tugged them inside. “Nah, I think I’ll keep you. The world doesn’t know what to do with you.”
“But you do?”
The hero smiled.