Anonymous said:Any love potion (that is actually not potion) prompts???
Anonymous said:im literally in love with your writing! you’re so amazing. could i have some prompts for a villain whose been love-potioned into being in love with the hero? thanks!!! //
Anonymous said:Love the prompts :) can I get one about villains x heroines/heroes and love potions/spells?
1) “You love me,” they realised, with a small smile.
“Not right now I don’t,” the protagonist spat, in utter disgust. “A love potion, seriously?”
“I didn’t actually give you one. And I knew you’d never admit it if-”
“-And what you wanted to know was so much more important than me being ready to tell it, right? Bloody typical for someone who keeps love potions!” The whole thing was creepy and non consensual and somewhere along the line it had become something romantic. “Great job, really clever. You must be so proud at tricking someone you claim to care about.”
“Hang on - it wasn’t like that!”
2) Was it really wrong if it made them happy? If it gave the villain a purpose, outside of pain and destruction? They were so much happier now. A sweet kiss, a kind smile, cuddling in the evenings. So long as they took the villain took their ‘medicine’ everything was perfect and no one got hurt. No. There was nothing wrong with that. It was love - the least wrong thing in the world!
“No, don’t go,” the once-villain begged. “Please, don’t leave me on my own. Let me come with you.”
“I’ll be back in the evening, love. It’s alright. Hey now, it’s alright, yeah?”
It was love, the least wrong thing in the world - up until the symptoms began to warp. Up until the villain’s world stopped spinning and they were the only thing left. Then it started to feel a little cruel.
3) “Hey - wait - you don’t want to do this.” This wasn’t supposed to happen.
“No, not really.” The villain’s fingers clawed into their shirt. “Do you think I don’t know what you did? You made me this. My heart pounding - unable to think - to - to-” The villain drew a breath, released. Closed their eyes. When they opened again, they shone still with their mania. Intent and devoted. “You made me this,” the villain said softer. “You made me love you. So now watch me love you like a monster does.”
4) “We’d like to buy a love potion.” The couple stood together in the shop, awkward but trying.
“What kind of love? We offer a selection - sweet, passionate, steady-”
“True.” True was the most expensive, especially on prescription, but…well, they were going to be together. They may as well a be in true love for as long as they could.
5) “You said it would make them love me!” They shoved the empty bottle in the witch’s chest, eyes ablaze. “You promised.”
“They do love you,” replied the witch. “They’ve always loved you. If you can’t see that then it’s not a love potion you need. Or is it that their love isn’t worth anything to you if they don’t want to fuck you too?”
Colour flushed embarrassed and furious to the customer’s cheeks. “I want my money back.”