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“I guess I’m not really over you if I still search for you within other guys.”
“The eyes follow the heart. In other words, though you might not realize it, the person your eyes so effortlessly find and admire in a crowded room, is the person that has your heart.”
Hero x Villain prompts
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These can be taken as both platonic and romantic!!
1. Villain realizes that Hero’s superior had been abusing them, and decides to take matters into their own hands
2. Whatever tf Doctor Doofenshmirtz and Perry the Platypus had going on
3. Villain aims a gun at Hero and fires. Hero flinched, only to realize that Villain shot the other villain about to strike them from behind.
4. Hero has Villain on knifepoint, but stabs the blade into the wall beside Villain’s head instead.
5. Villain sneaks extra food to Hero’s cell when they were being held captive in the main villain’s lair
6. Villain had once saved Hero’s life when they were kids but has no recollection of it, while Hero immediately recognized Villain as their childhood savior.
7. Hero and Villain runs into each other during a normal day while grocery shopping, and both aren’t sure what to do, because are we supposed to fight?? But it’s our day off and we’re not in a mission tho?? But that’s my enemy right there, I can’t just stand here and do nothing?? But if I attack first it’ll seem rude-
8. Hero and Villain being ex-childhood friends
9. Even worse better, EX-LOVERS
10. Villain helping Hero escape from the evil lair, but then getting punished and tortured by the main villain for it.
11. Grumpy Hero and sunshine Villain. That’s it.
12. It’s always badass female hero x morally gray male villain WHERE TF IS OUR SOFT MALE HERO X MORALLY GRAY HOT LADY VILLAIN
13. Or just make them the same gender and let the gays win
14. Or just yeet gender and make them non-binary that works too
15. Hero and Villain looking so so similar that people always mistake them as siblings, which enrages them both
16. “I am NOT related to this idiot-“ // “WELL AT LEAST I DIDN’T TRY TO DESTROY A WHOLE CITY”
17. “…and that’s how my mom abandoned me and I ended up in the evil side.” // “Ight screw prison, I’m taking you to therapy. I got the bills covered dw.”
18. Villain burning Hero’s home like their boss ordered them to, but then changing their mind and dragging an unconscious Hero out of the burning house at the last minute while cursing to themselves
19. “You shouldn’t have helped me.” // “Oh, so you want me to throw you into your burning house again, you ungrateful bish??”
20. Villain sacrificing their life to help Hero survive and escape, but Hero never knew about it because they weren’t there and nobody had the heart to tell them
21. Hero and Villain having the same religion and somehow going to the same church/temple/mosque, therefore always meeting there and it takes every ounce of their self control to not start a brawl in their praying spot
22.But they fought once anyway and they were permanently banned
23. Hero and Villain bonding over a common favorite animal
24. But the fighting again a second later over who’s gonna adopt the animal
25. “What do you MEAN you wanna adopt this cat- you’re too busy protecting the city and shiz, you won’t have time for it!” // “Well at least I don’t rob banks for a living-” // “WELL AT LEAST I CAN BE USEFUL AND ROB SOME CAT FOOD FOR IT AND BE A GOOD PARENT”
The biggest cliches are actually the least cliche since everyone avoids them like the plague.
Have an idea for your story but it’s too cliche? Nothing is too cliche. Things are cliche because people can’t get enough of that shit. Go and make that bitch the hugest cliche anyone has ever fucking seen and I will fully endorse it.
“he raises his voice
higher than he would his hands
and for that I guess
I should be
grateful”
- d.c.
“the girl with the hummingbird heart
is me.
it sounds like a beautiful companionship,
but it’s not.
there are no flowers in my chest;
their necks were snapped in The Trampling
by the muddy, spike-clad soles of
disingenuous relations past.
their decapitated heads have long since
decayed into the soil
that now fills my organs with
dirt and death.
nothing grows anymore—
there’s not enough air.
they took that with them too,
but they left this
poor,
silly little bird
whose wings are too strong
for me to break.”
—a metaphor of my anxiety
- d.c.
“I feel as though I am a collection of people who never existed, but wanted to, each at odds with the other over matters of meaning and life pursuit, each clamoring for my undivided attention.” - d.c.
“i am overcome with
the feeling
that i am failing
at something
somewhere
in a very vague
and abstract
but terrifying and
convincing
kind of way;
i mourn not for what i have known
and lost
bur for that
which is lost
on me”
- d.c.
“Have you looked at this world?” she parried. Her demeanor was calm. Her question, rhetorical. Her gaze, fixed upon the forever expanding horizon that lay infinitely out there before us. As impressive as I knew the landscape to be, for whatever reason just then, I could not take my eyes off her. And with the slightest hint of a wry grin, she smiled through her answer. “I romanticize to stay alive.”
- d.c.