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writemeagoodprompt · 1 year

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"I am not worth the risk." Hero said quietly, their voice a whisper. "I will only weigh you down, and cause you great pain."

"You say that, yet your flaws only define your strengths." Villain held their hand, squeezing it tightly. "You are strong. To me, you are worth everything and more."

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a-happy-little-cactus · 4 years

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(Hi! So exited for my first post! prompt/inspiration: @writemeagoodprompt )

The villain went flying back, landing back first into the concrete wall.

The hero waited, still on edge, eyeing the villain carefully, knowing that any second, they would get up to fight once more.

But the seconds dragged on, and nothing. No movement. No groans. The villain just laid there, lifeless.

Slowly dropping their fighting stance, the hero's eyes widened in realization.

“No.There’s no way. They can’t possibly be- I mean, I didn’t hit them hard enough for that, right?” they thought to themselves as they staggered over to the villain, who was collapsed against the wall, where they cradled the villain’s bruised and broken body.

“Hey-” the hero quietly spoke out, their voice quivering, - “You’ve got to get up.”

Still nothing, they tried again.

“C’mon, you- you've got to wake up. You can’t- I won’t-” the hero pauses, taking a shaky breath-” I could never forgive myself if I let someone, especially you, die because- because of me.” they sobbed, wishing that they hadn’t been so stupidly reckless.

Gazing at the villain’s body, they noticed the villain’s incredibly shallow breaths had turned to slow, but consistent breathing. The hero sighed in relief, gently picking them up, and began walking of the building. They didn’t know what this would mean for the future, and they knew there would surely be consequences yet to come, but they didn’t care. They had saved someone who needed it, and to them, that was all that mattered.

#villain x hero #hero x villain #angst #short story #this is my first post and I'm pretty nervous but I hope ya'll like it #writing #creative writing #hurt villain #villain angst

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dustylovelyrun · 4 years

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Last Line Tag

Rules: Post the last line that you wrote, then tag as many people as there are words in the line.

Tagged by @writingamongthecoloredroses. I’m grabbing from one of the older ones I’ve still got listed, so. No idea when. But I’m determined to try and work through some of them, human! I will get them all done. Hopefully.

Rather than the reassurance he sought, however, all Calleum received was the slight, jerky nod of someone that was equally unsure; of someone that had been staring down into the same void, expression contemplative, and their body language wary, and so, so afraid.

For Pulse this time! A little pivotal moment for the Adeyemi-Nakamura siblings, their friend Xanxia, and everything they’ve ever really known, truthfully. I’m not sure how far they’ll get right now, but. It’s a start for them.

Tagging: @septemberliterature, @a-book-of-creatures, @draconesmundi, @akiwitch, @jewellsfrommaruss, @ambitiousauthor, @pepper-writes-things, @linariouswrites, @wyldlynxx, @aelenko, @magic-is-something-we-create, @itsmariemccurdy, @writemeagoodprompt, @phoenixisdabestwriter, @raevenlywrites, @pendragyn, @cirianne, @stories-by-rie, @sad-small-writer, @etddivine, @inkwell-attitude, @andiwriteunderthemoon, @silverink-and-ichor, @writings-from-the-hart, @writinglyra, @shattered-starrs, @rhikasa, @pamsdrabbles, @ardawyn, @violetcancerian, @farradays, @writingbyjillian, @fictional-semantics, @the-writing-fandom, @shattered-starrs, @loopyhoopywrites, @mego42, @lilliloves, @hannahs-creations, @sidhewrites, @writeouswriter, @em-dashes, @godsliltippy

#writing #my writing #tag game #wip: pulse #it can also be called Bad Idea Time #this is the direct result of me listening to a creepy pasta audio and obsessing over Prey at the same time #think I might've been listening to Angry And Vulnerable Girls too which probably explains the scenes after #and things have gotten...#finicky #but interesting #a nice dash of spice to it #and more room for creative liberties and trauma to be honest #i'm also not sure if this is a permanent scene or not #but i'm inclining towards yes #I'd also like to add that I REALLY HOPE this makes sense and says what I THINK it says #because my glasses DON'T WORK right anymore and I'm LIVID #and I can't zoom this #so I'm GUESSING what it's saying without actually KNOWING

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marilynsweet · 3 years

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hello so I uh noticed you liked one of my prompts and so I went to check out ur blog (bc like- your URL sounds pretty cool) and I'm pretty happy I did! Your art looks so nice I hope when you see this you have a great day! ^^ (-writemeagoodprompt)

Thank you!!!

#me on my bullshit

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phoenixisdabestwriter · 4 years

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Last Line Tag

Thanks @etddivine for tagging me. I haven't really been writing stories. The closest thing to one is the one with my OC, the Mad Hatter. The line from the "story" if you can call it one is "Enjoy Your Coffin"

"Never cross the Mad Hatter."

And I will tag @writemeagoodprompt , @writing-ideas-inc , and @writingstoriesinpajamas .

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nerdingz-writes · 4 years

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OCtober Day 6

Day 6: Rivals

[This was from a prompt by @writemeagoodprompt go check them out!]

Dom cracked open his dry eyes, groaning in pain. “Ugh... What the fuck happened?” He cursed himself, sitting up. His head throbbed badly, and his joints ached.

He glanced to his side to see a bruised Darren hunched over in a chair fast asleep. His eyebrows were furrowed, his expression troubled. Bandages covered his arms and neck, but nothing serious.

Dom gazed downwards at his own body, which was covered in bandages. His left arm was in a splint, same as his ankle.

Then he realized, looking at all of the wrappings around his chest, that Darren saved him.

The feeling in his chest was a mixture of too many feelings, fondness, anger, concern. Why would Darren save him? Dom’s head throbbed with the added questions running through it.

Dom looked around the room, ignoring the cries from his body to lie back down. The walls were covered in an awful floral wallpaper. There was a small window to his left and a door towards the foot of the bed. Another door was opened next to it, leading into a small bathroom. And on the far side of the room was the exit. Next to the exit door stood a table with three chairs, all of which seemed to be falling apart. There was a small fridge, a microwave, and a sink near as well. The room smelt like the appliances looked, old and slimy.

For all that money you guys are supposed to have, this is the hotel you choose? Dom thought, staring at his brother.

Darren stirred. He rubbed his eyes, then his hand went to his neck, gently caressing it.

Dom stared, slowly moving away.

Darren sighed and took a water bottle from his bag. “You won’t make it far.”

Dom jumped. “Is that a threat?”

“No, dumbass. You were knocked out after the lab exploded. You’re lucky to have even woken up so soon… Mom wants to see you. Alive.” Darren took a drink from the bottle.

Dom huffed. Not my mother, he thought.

“Be mad if you want, but we leave tomorrow to go meet her. And you’re not getting out of this.” Darren offered the water to Dom.

Dom rolled his eyes and laid back down in the crappy bed.

His head was throbbing now. Each time he tried to replay the events at the lab his head pounded harder. He pinched the bridge of his nose.

He must have fallen asleep because when he sat up again, there was no Darren. Just a note, the water bottle, and two pills.

The note read:

Out for food, the pills should help with the headache. Don’t go anywhere, Dominic. - again, you won’t make it far before you pass out. Be back within the hour.

D.B.

“Even your hand writing’s fucking perfect.” Dom tossed the note to the floor.

The clock on the nightstand read 7:38 pm.

Dom glanced back at his ankle, then at the pills. He turned and placed his feet on the floor, he winced and grasped his side at the motion. He sat a moment to catch his breath.

“Like I’m going to stay here.”

He grabbed his shirt and put it on, cringing at the pain as he did. He took the water, then hesitated but decided to leave the pills, they would probably make him drowsy anyway. He stood slowly, one arm using the bed frame for support. He glanced around the room, but there was no sign of his shoes.

“Great. You’re not a total dumbass, Darren.”

He checked the clock again. 7:45.

“And now you’re out of time, Dom.” He said, wiping a hand through his hair.

He attempted to take a step towards the door. When he shifted his weight however, his ankle sent a shockwave of pain through his leg and he had to sit.

His head throbbed at the sudden movement. “Damnit.” He cursed himself, trying, against his bodies’ demands, to come up with a plan.

The lock on the door clicked and Darren entered.

He carried a bag in one hand and tossed the keys on the table with the other. He set down his bag and began unloading, not looking at Dom once.

"Where are we?" Dom asked.

Darren didn't answer. Instead, he took out a paper-wrapped sandwich and tossed it back. It landed on the bed next to Dom.

Dom stared at the sandwich, then at Darren.

"What? Too good for talking now?" Dom picked up the sandwich and unwrapped it. He took off the bread and checked it's ingredients. It was a basic turkey sandwich, nothing abnormal about it. Dom suddenly felt hungry, but that didn't mean he had an appetite for anything Darren gave him.

"It's not drugged. Eat." Darren said coldly.

"Where are we?" Dom asked again, his headache coming on more intense.

"It doesn't matter. Not for you." Darren finished his unloading, taking out a jug of water.

Dom took a hesitant bite of the sandwich. It tasted good, better than good like he hadn't eaten in months.

"What about you?" Dom made a gesture to the food, not that Darren saw it.

"I ate while I was out."

"How long was I asleep, before I woke up earlier?" Dom asked between bites.

"A day."

"And what you just dragged me to some crappy hotel?"

"Would you rather I had left you?"

Dom was quiet.

"Take the pills," Darren said, turning around.

Dom raised an eyebrow.

"Or suffer the headache and your injuries, I don't care."

"Yes, you do."

Darren rolled his eyes and walked towards the bathroom.

"I know you care because this sandwich is the same as the one we'd eat in the park as kids. It's one of the only things I remember, it was during our last year, before Avila-"

"Or perhaps it was the closest shop." Darren snapped as he entered the bathroom and slammed the door behind him.

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Aye have some bros. :)

#OCtober 2020 #MY OCs #writeblr #My writing #angst writing

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writemeagoodprompt · 9 months

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"I loved you!"

"You didn't love me enough."

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writemeagoodprompt · 7 months

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"I cannot stand to see you be treated this way," said Character A. "it pains me so."

"If it pains you so much, must you stay a bystander? Help me if it hurts you - help me if you can.

You cannot say you are sorry for me if you do not care to help."

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writemeagoodprompt · 9 months

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"What was this for? All the carnage, all this destruction - why?"

"It was to send a message, not only to you - but to everyone else who refused to listen." Character B spoke coldly, their voice shaking with rage. "Now they can't ignore me anymore."

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writemeagoodprompt · 5 days

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“Why would God deny my prayer an answer?”

“I am God, fool, and your prayers are nothing more than selfish wants.”

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writemeagoodprompt · 7 months

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"You eat from me like a parasite, wanting more and more until there is nothing." Character A said softly, their eyes on B. "Yet I feed, knowing you will be the death of me."

#writemeagoodprompt #dialogue prompt #writing prompt #writing #story prompt #character a #character b #dialogue #imagine your ocs #dialovers #tw death mention #imagine your ship #imagine your otp

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writemeagoodprompt · 5 days

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“I ask for your mercy.”

“And I ask for your head on a platter.”

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writemeagoodprompt · 7 months

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"Your lips are smeared with blood, yet I kiss them still. The taste of iron and greed sickens me, but it is you I cannot resist." Hero whispers, brushing their hand against Villain's bloodied cheek.

"It is my own blood that is on me," Villain croaks, "for your taste of justice is stronger than the taste of love."

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writemeagoodprompt · 7 months

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Aching, wanting, waiting.

That was what Villain was doing. Rotting in a cell, far away from life - from anyone. It made them think, regret and sorrow ate them alive, knowing they caused people their lives.

But they didn't care much for that, no, they cared for one thing and one thing only: Hero.

The beloved Hero, the one they brought down on their knees - pulled them down with them. That's why they were here in this cell, to pay for what they did.

Their love for them had festered into something more: obsession.

So they cradled the skull of their love, muttering - mumbling:

"Oh, how I love you."

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writemeagoodprompt · 7 months

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One is with the wind, one is the sea.

One is running from their past, their life, their identity.

Yet one is sinking, sinking, in their own mortality.

#writemeagoodprompt #inspired by this one song #youre in the wind im in the water #yknow?#dialogue prompt #writing #writing prompt #story prompt #character a #character b #dialogue #imagine your ocs #dialovers

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writemeagoodprompt · 7 months

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"You set fire to my wings and watch me burn alive."

"Just so you can be mine."

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