Heroes and Villains and Prompts, oh my!

Surprise, I still exist. This.. is not what I expected to write at all today but I'm going to go for it because I miss my tumblr days and I do miss this place.

It's been… literal years since I made this tumblr, and a lot has changed since I first started. I grew up, got a job, got ambushed by gender, got engaged, got a black cat (he's called Boo) and I’ve been finding myself more and more as time has gone on. This blog is the reason I have the new legal name that I do- it's how I even met my wonderful fiancée, so yeah, this is something very close to me.

I just never expected MorallyGreyPrompts to get as big as it did and I didn't have enough brain wrinkles or time to keep it going. I burned out after pushing myself to write so much and I admittedly lost the joy of writing as it became less of a hobby and more of a chore as asks and requests came in. Then once work became a thing, I just couldn't keep it going and I can't restart it.

Look, MorallyGreyPrompts, isn't coming back. I know myself well enough to know I won't ever get around to organising it, going through the ask box and committing to writing like I used to. That doesn't mean I've stopped writing though, and one story that was inspired by one of my very first concepts is still kicking, again, very different from the first time I tried, but I think it's going to be better and worth the effort. There's plenty more stories waiting for me to get a wiggle on and actually write them and I certainly plan to.

I work 4 or 5 days a week to try to earn enough money for transitioning, so I don't have as much free time as I used to, but I miss writing, and I’m in the process of making a new tumblr to start again. It's not going to be daily, certainly not til I'm more ready to advertise my stories. But I like writing poems, drabbles, practice pieces, and short stories from time to time for me. Maybe I'll do hero and villain requests, but it's not going to be the same. Maybe I'll do commissions of sorts but it's not something I've looked into or can guarantee I'll do.

So, yeah, I'm poking my head through the door that is tumblr once more and we'll see where it gets me. This will probably be the last post on this Tumblr, and I'll be moving to @amorallygreywriter over the next few days.

I just want to say thank you to everyone that has supported me, commented, followed, and helped me all this time. I won't be deleting this blog or anything like that because I hope it does still bring some inspiration to you all.

I'm donating a lot of my hair to a charity to make wigs for children. The money raised will enable them to actually make the wigs and fund research for kinder cures. I won't be shaving but it's still a significant chop since its about 40cm of hair.

Biting

(Contains blood & vampirism)

Villain was surprised when their most trusted henchman came up to them with a nervous expression on their face. “What is it?“ Villain asked. “We’ve found and captured [Hero].“ Villain raised an eyebrow. “That’s a good thing... why the apprehension?”

Henchman pursed their lips. “They’re... sick, but we can’t figure out why.” Villain had a feeling they knew what was wrong. “Have they said anything?“ “No, they can barely speak, they aren’t moving. We found them on a patrol and literally had to just scrape them up. No wounds, no fever, nothing to explain it.“

Villain frowned. “Let me go and see. Perhaps I can find a way to help.”

Villain found them tied down on the bed, their breathing raspy, barely even existent. Villain studied their still body for a while, judging, assessing. They knew Hero’s secret. They were one of very few if not the only one who knew. They were a vampire, and judging by the state of them, they were beyond starving.

Villain sat down on the side of their bed. “What trouble have you gotten yourself into?” they mumbled. Villain looked behind them to see their Henchman still standing. “Give us a minute. I think I need a word with our dear hero.“

Henchman raised their hands in mock surrender and left Villain to it. They were good like that. They never asked too many questions, they trusted Henchman completely. Villain turned their attention back to Hero and carefully tilted their head to the side. “You’d better give me a very good explanation after this...” Villain rolled up their sleeve and offered Hero their exposed wrist. Hero managed a groan, but they didn’t bite.

Villain pressed their wrist against Hero’s lips, waiting patiently until they finally lashed out in a sudden movement. Villain grunted and closed their eyes tight, battling their urge to snatch their hand away. But they waited, and soon the pain faded off while Hero fed. Villain stroked their hair carefully and waited until they could move, until they had enough to reach forward and try to grab more. Villain waited for as long as they dared before taking their hand away and pressing a handkerchief tight against the wound. The bleeding would stop soon thanks to Hero’s saliva, but they couldn’t afford to lose much more blood.

“I’m sorry,“ Hero rasped, licking their lips. “I...“ “You needed it,“ Villain answered flatly. “Though how I’m going to explain this is going to be a difficult thing indeed.“ “I’d been trying to find you, but I didn’t have long... [Other Villain] had kept me locked up. [Villain], they know my secret a.and I don’t know what to do.“

Villain continued to stroke their hair. “I’ll see what I can do. But for now, you need to rest.” “So do you,“ Hero answered weakly. “That... that was a lot. I’m sorry...“ “Don’t worry about it, but after this, we are even, you understand?“

I would love to explain how I fell off the face of the planet again but alas I have no explanation. Blame work and my hyperfixation on my cloudwalker series.

Anyway, here’s the next BTHB:

Chained To A Wall

Characters: Hero, Villain, and Supervillain Warnings; Contains kidnapping, threats, and a knife wound and descriptions of blood, nudity (top half, not sexual).

Hero woke with a pained groan, keeping their eyes closed as they used to the aches and twinges of pain in their body. But why pain? What had happened? It was all so faint and blurred.

With a hiss, Hero slowly opened their eyes, wincing as the light met their eyes and stung. They groaned again, but what surprised them was that it kept going even when they’d stopped. They strained to look up, and that was when they saw Villain chained to the wall, dangling down by their arms. Hero’s eyes widened. “[V.Villain]?” they croaked, trying to step towards them. It was only then they realised they were tied the same way.

“[V.Villain]?” they tried again, a little louder this time. “Huh,” they mumbled.  “Oh… right… I remember.”

Hero managed to get their feet under them, grimacing with the pain. “[Villain], what happened?” Villain’s eyes snapped open and they glared at Hero. “You really don’t remember your sheer stupidity that got us locked up here?” “Well, if I did, I wouldn’t have asked,” Hero shot back. “And I doubt that I was stupid, more like you were doing something you shouldn’t have been.”

Villain gritted their teeth. “You can’t even remember and still you fucking blame me!” “Yes, yes I do!” Hero retorted. “Now please just tell me.”

Villain grumbled and looked away, “You wouldn’t listen to me. I told you to stand down, and we could have avoided this. I told you it wasn’t safe!” Hero was quiet for a moment, letting some memories drip back into their mind. “You did not make it sound like that at all,” Hero grunted. “I was trying to arrest you, wasn’t I?” “Yes, I was stealing, but then I’d realised it was a set up and you wouldn’t listen to my warnings,” Villain said. They sighed and looked down. “Now we’re here.” Hero bit their lip before they also looked away, “Now we’re here...” they mumbled. “Where… is here?”

“We’re being held here by [Supervillain],” Villain said. “So don’t expect a smooth ride. This isn’t going to end well.” Hero swore under their breath. “What about [Hero’s Sidekick] and [Villain’s Sidekick]?” Villain shrugged. “I’m not getting my hopes up.”

Hero sighed and looked away. They pondered apologising, but they also feared it would sound insincere, forced. Villain didn’t seem to care if the conversation continued or not.

It didn't matter. The door opened with an eerie creak, a cry of  a warning before Supervillain sauntered in.

“Awake at last? Excellent. I thought you two might be growing bored, so I decided we could play a game.” “Untie me so I can beat the shit out of [Hero] and I’ll be entertained enough,” Villain grunted. “What’s going on, [Supervillain]? I don’t recall any beef with you.”

Supervillain revealed a sinister knife. “No, it’s true we have no qualms. I suppose one of us has to start somewhere.” Supervillain pressed the blade against Villain’s shoulder and began to dig in. Hero tensed their jaw, seeing the thin line of blood that slipped down their shoulder. “My  game is perfectly simple. One of you is going to suffer, the other gets to watch. Exciting, right?” “Thrilling,” Villain ground out through gritted teeth. Supervillain smirked and yanked the blade away. “But there’s one last twist. You both get to choose who suffers? The city’s saviour? The scum that crawls in the gutters? Fail to come to a decision, and I will hurt both of you. Who wants the knife?”

“Me,” Hero and Villain said at the same time. Supervillain burst out laughing. “Oh, this is precious.” “[Villain], no. This is my fault, I deserve this. You tried to warn me-” “And you’re the hero, you’re the good person. The city needs you, they don’t need me.” Hero growled. “Since when did you care about the city? Why are you protecting me?” “Because I deserve this- for everything. Now for fuck’s sake, [Supervillain], get to it! Hurt me, make me bleed, make me scream, see how long it takes you to make me give a shit!”

Supervillain swiftly set to work, removing Villain’s shirt and using years worth of skill to draw the best cries and whimpers from Villain’s lips. Blood, like the ribbons of a dancer, glided effortlessly down Villain’s body until it dripped lifelessly on the floor beneath them. Supervillain savoured the sight. Hero closed their eyes, but every time they did, Supervillain hurt Villain more, forcing them to watch, to have no choice to take it all in.

But Hero just couldn’t dangle from their chains and endure this. This wasn’t fair! This was their fault! “Leave them alone!” Hero cried. “Hurt me! Please, just leave them alone, please! Please hurt me instead!” “[H.Hero]... no,” Villain groaned weakly, their head hanging limp against their chest.

Hero gulped but didn’t back down. They were meant to be a hero. They couldn’t let someone else take the blame for their mistake. Supervillain chuckled. “Oh, this is going to be fun.”

GUYS, YOU DID IT!!!!!!!!!

Defeated and Trophified

Characters: Hero and Villain

Warnings: Contains kidnapping, keeping a person a trophy/pet, beatings, and putting a person on display

Villain collapsed down on their knees, battered and exhausted. Hero had finally gotten the better of them. They’d found new power, found a way to stop their own. Villain had been so sure that they could finally put an end to this fight, that they could win, that the years of struggling for their cause would be worth it.

Now they were on all fours with Hero fast approaching. They snarled and tried to get back up on shaking legs, but Hero grabbed them by their hair and drove their knee up into their face and threw them back down. Villain fell with a thump and wheezed. “So n.now what?” they managed. “Prison?”