#villian prompt

[tiny-pun]

"Working" together

Hero: Look, our plans keep getting more and more reckless and also not at all glamorous enough for your usual kind of gig. We´re both clearly not in the right mindset to do this, so can we just move it to tomorrow and go home now? Villain: Oh? Have I been keeping you up all night, Hero? Hero: Yes! And not the fun kind! Villain: …Oh? Hero: Not that! - Oh my god! I meant- fuck. Villian: Well, that... can certainly be arranged.

[rather-be-lurking]

Villian: "SCIENTISTS! Why are you all not finishing my nanobot army?"

Scientist A: "I don't know maybe it's because you kidnapped us all?"

Scientist B: "And we are all biologists."

Villian: "So?"

Scientist B: "We don't know anything about nanotechnology!"

Scientist A: "And you shot our cofffee deliver! Rest Greg's soul he was the best of us."

....

Villian: "Oh, I've kidnapped aload of decaffeinated adult-children."

[esperosisdoeswriting]

Prompt #660

“It’s ok [Villain], it’s gonna be alright,” [Other Villain] hushed them as they sobbed uncontrollably. [Super Villain] raised an eyebrow as they entered the room.

“What’s going on? Did [Hero] break up with them?”

[Other Villain] shook their head, “They’re disappointed the  ‘airplane mode’ button on their laptop didn’t turn it into an airplane.”

[silverpenwrites]

Prompt #1

My first prompt! Gosh, I’m nervous to post this! But I need to see more Civilian x Villain prompts in the world dang it!!

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“Henchman!? What the bloody hell is that?!” Villain said, looking around frantically. “Is the base under attack?!”

Henchman didn’t flinch. “That’s the doorbell, Villain.”

“Doorbell?!”

“Yep. Would you like me to take care of it, boss?” Henchman waited for further instruction.

“No! No no, I’ll see to it!” Villain sputtered, leaving swiftly to the manor’s entrance.

Villain’s mind was scrambling.

Who would willingly visit Villain’s manor? Sure, his manor was smack dab in the middle of town square. But purely to show how little they see Hero as a threat to their plans. Merely a showcase of wealth and arrogance total confidence to remind everyone of their successes and badass-ness. Even goodies-goodies like Hero knew to never step foot in their turf. So, who would be foolish enough to trespass, to ring the town’s most feared criminal master-mind’s doorbell?!

Villain threw open the door.

“WHO DARE-” Villain started, before a startled squeak and a flash of light made him pause.

Before Villain stood Civilian with a polaroid camera clutched tightly to their person. The satisfied click of the device rang in Civilian’s ears, even as the the shutter closed.

“I-I just wanted to ask if I could take photos of your garden. It’s so lovely I just had to see if—— I just—— I’m so sorry to bother you, this was clearly a mistake——”

Villain placed a gloved finger to Civilian’s lips, effectively stopping their anxious ramblings, and plucked the newly developed photo from Civilian’s grasp and studied it.

Civilian was beginning to question their life choices, when Villain finally spoke.

“Do you take commissions?”

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I wanna bring more Civilian x Villain stories, dynamics, and writing prompts to the world! If you guys liked this, please let me know whether through liking, commenting, or even add onto this prompt with your own continuation! (Please, please @ me if you do!! I’ll be over the moon 🤩💞)

Thank you for reading, and I hope to post more soon ❤️🥰👋🏻

[traditionalbird]

It hurt. Everywhere.

It hurt along my arms where the sharp edge of the blade had dragged along the skin. It hurt where the skin of my back had been flayed open by a whip. It hurt where a red hot iron had pressed into my skin and burned the flesh. And it hurt—oh how it hurt—where they had stabbed my stomach. I was dazed and my head pounded, I think I still had the dregs of a drug in my system. I stumbled along on wobbly legs trying to keep pressure on my stomach. I glance behind me and scan the area, the road, the building, the alleyways I couldn’t see anyone following me, hadn’t the last fifty times I checked, but I still felt eyes watching me. 

I couldn’t believe I had escaped. It didn’t seem real. 

I had escaped.

But they hadn’t. 

Because they were dead. They were dead.

I barely knew where I was but I managed to spot  familiar road leading up to the last person I would ever want to admit weakness to. I stumbled up his drive and thumped my fist wearily on the door. Funny, I thought leaning on the doorframe and trying not to faint, it always seems like they would be in some lair or cave maybe hidden in an active volcano or have a moat around it or something.  Maybe with bats or snapping crocodiles. 

The door opens and I almost fall onto the entryway floor. They [villan] looks shocked as I sway on their doorstep. “I just...I didn’t know where else to go.” I try and think as my head grows fuzzier. And then I don’t think I just succumb to darkness

[im-totally-not-an-alien-2]

Danny: Hey guys! Wanna see me pull a rabit out of a hat?

Tucker: I mean, sure I guess

Sam: No, that's lame and overdone. Get me a pet bat.

Danny: One bat coming up!

Danny: *pulls Batman halfway out of the tophat*

Danny:

Tucker:

Sam:

Batman: *scowling*

Tucker: *hastily whispering* Shove him back in! Shove him back in!

Danny: *shoves Batman back in*

Danny:

Tucker:

Sam:

Tucker: Are we going to get in trouble for this or...?

-Meanwhile, at the batcave-

Tim: *witnessing Batman get pulled halfway into a portal* WTF?!

[wordprefect]

"Motherhood is my villain origin story," is the most honest thing I have ever read from a Mommy Blogger. Her text here:

I had a conversation with my 9 y/o baby son this morning about this spoon.

In my home we have an ongoing utensil problem that has led me to have to buy replacements every 6 months.

I’m done trying to figure out where they go as it feels like spiritual warfare tbh, but decided at 6am this one was making its way back to me. Don’t know why, I guess I wasn’t willing to lose one more.

As my fourth grader sat and ate his Cheerios in the pre-dawn darkness I, inches from his face but with a lot of love in my heart did what I had to do.

“Baby do you see this spoon? Look at it, please. I’m putting this spoon in your lunch. It has to come home. Hey, I’m not done. This spoon is mine. I need it to return with you. I want this spoon, not a plastic replacement, not someone’s else’s spoon, not a fork, not a candy wrapper, I want to open your lunchbox tonight and see this same spoon here, ok? Memorize its features if you need to. This spoon is family. This spoon is my friend. This spoon is your brother now. His name is Spoonie and I love him same as I love you. Maybe not the same but close. This spoon is special. It’s a family heirloom and your inheritance I don’t care what you have to do, bring it back. Ok? I need to hear it, ok?”

I know I might sound unhinged but have you ever lost 15 spoons in one summer? I wasn’t born like this, the children did it to me. Motherhood is my villain origin story and I’m trying to be nice but spoons keep disappearing.

At some point I’m going to start deducting lost spoon money out of allowances. They don’t get allowances but I would start giving them one just to deduct for lost utensils. Maybe the next time I’m asked for Robux I’ll say I spent it on spoons.

That would change things for sure.

♥️ Bunmi

Anyway, if you see a spoon at the park or the school parking lot lemme know it’s probably mine. Thanks

So, what kind of a villain does a mother turn into? Is this the Baba Yaga origin? Strega Nona? Yubaba? Or do they come completely unhinged and build fortresses on islands guarded by wolves and lasers? And why is it always spoons? Always!

[puppetmaster13u]

Prompt 211

The figure looked down at Billy. Billy looked up at the figure awkwardly from where he was digging through a trash can. 

“Um… I can explain!” 

Okay he honestly couldn’t, and instead threw a bag at them and booked it like his life depended on it. Which it might! Living in Fawcett meant that there were magical entities everywhere, even if they looked human, and he wasn’t going to get stolen by some fae! 

…

And they caught him. Great. He’s going to die now or get thrown back into foster care- huh? Food? They’re offering- no no, this is some fae bullshit, isn’t it! … But he’s also hungry, so maybe it’ll be worth it…

[perianthkat]

I reread something recently :3

ID: Shen Qingqiu from scum villain's self-saving system saying "The masculine urge to mold myself into a blimp and fly Binghe to wherever his little heart desires <3" while in the back Shang Qinghua from the same novel says "this is not a masculine urge this is not any urge you are Clinically Insane" while looking extremely confused.

[spectral-snippets-and-drabbles]

The Babel Incident

Phantom doesn't make talk to anyone when he joins the Leauge. They may try to make small talk and learn more about their new teammate, even going as far to to invite him to the occasional gathering or socialize, but the newest member simply shows up when there is mandatory meetings, helps out on the field, and leaves as quickly as he arrived.

Keeping everyone at arms length, no matter how they much they try. They can clearly see he's lonely, but he insists they leave him be.

Clark doesn't miss (or like) the way Bruce tries to get more useful information on the newbie in roundabout like asking other Leauge members for anything. It wasn't until the usually straight faced Phantom got angry at Bruce to vanish to get away from their leader. It irked the Dark Knight to not have any useful information, even when Martian ManHunter told him no to reading his mind, but Bruce will keep trying to get something out of Phantom.

Little do they know that the reason why Phantom doesn't speak or socialize with anyone has to do with the fact that Batman uses mere conversations to formulate his contingency plans to put down his colleagues, something they don't know about yet. The Last Universe he visited had its Batman getting his plans stolen by a villian and had gotten the entirety of the Leauge killed.

[tiny-pun]

Our lives

When the Hero shakes in anger and frustration and spits out this line: In our next life- no; in every life I will find you. And I will make you pay in every. Single. One.

Here are some exquisite and honestly the only acceptable answers by the Villain:

Please do.

I’m looking forward to it.

I can’t wait.

I wasn’t expecting anything else/less.

I wouldn’t accept anything but.

Is that a promise ?

Are you sure ? That’s quite the commitment there.

Didn’t think you’d be so clingy.

My oh my. “Our next lives.” Have you become attached with me? /so fond of me?

The villains voice can range from immensely amused to soft, almost inaudible whisper. Either way feel free to add!

[nibbelraz]

Extra gift for @liuvaen ^^

Your prompts were so good I couldn't help but draw another one! I hope you enjoy!!

[esperosisdoeswriting]

Prompt #600

"Do you understand what I'm telling you?" [Scientist] spoke very slowly, searching [Villain]'s face for any hint of understanding.

"Nope, but I like the way you're sayin' it." [Villain] hummed, dreamily staring into [Scientist]'s eyes.

"You're dying!" they nearly yelled.

"Dying to go on a date with you? Absolutely." [Villain] licked their lips.

[whump-queen]

a hero coming to a villains compound, surrendering themselves, their friends dead and gone, they’re giving up, falling to their knees, head bowed, wrists held aloft in surrender.

[tanglepelt]

Dp x dc

Danny has long since solved the GIW and the meta protection acts does now apply to ghost.

They are now not his problem.

The portal is shutdown. He is a legal adult. No more amity for him. The minute he could he was out in an out of state college. No ghost fights meant he was doing great in college! He may yet be an astronaut after all.

While Danny hung up his hero hat Ellie had not.

It was great. Last he heard she was in some hero team. Something about titans? maybe? She respected how he wanted no involvement.

That was until she was in trouble. He had to act.

But listen. How was he supposed to know not using his powers would cause lack of control. So he might of froze the threat and maybe some league members.

But. It was fine.

His sister and her friends were bruised and definitely had some broken bones maybe some concussions but nothing major. And he didn’t freeze a single one of them So really he’s content.

The whole frozen hero popsicles….. Well. It would be fine. They’d melt on their own as long as his didn’t keep them frozen. Probably.

He just waved at Ellie took a look around. Went through the portal he made back to his dorm and transformed into a human. He had a class in 20 minutes to get to.

Danny is sure nothing will come of the little stunt.

[im-totally-not-an-alien-2]

Over the years Tim had lead, taught and helped countless other teens come into thier powers and said teens looked at him like he hung the stars. They admired him greatly and wanted to do something to make thier mentor/big brother figure proud.

So when they found Tims soulmate they were absolutely ecstatic.

Yeah sure, the guy was the child of evil mad scientists and apparently the heir of a creepy fake vampire supervillian but they'd seen weirder couples in the hero community. They just needed to convince him to join the heros side!

Naturally they try to kidnap Danny and he has no idea whats going on other than a bunch of kids in superhero costumes are trying to abduct him. Between his powers as Phantom, that they seem to not know about (thank the ancients that ghosts don't show up well of pictures and that he started wearing a mask) and his own parents paranoid housebuilding techniques Danny escapes them easily.

Danny figured they would leave him alone eventually, right? If not he would have to call the cops for stalking and harassment.

If that didn't work he would just set all the house lazers to stun. Worst case scenario he might have to call the Justice League emergency line and yell at them to come get thier kids.

It would also be funny if he just kicked them out as Phantom