Word Spilling

Prompts

Writing prompt: "It's charming!" "It's probably haunted and we're all going to die"

She threw a small white box decorated with cherry blossoms at Liam, she had found it in a sea cave while searching for crabs. Liam held the box up and looked it over there was a name carved into the bottom of the box. The child that owned that box sadly drowned and now it's their box, when opened it played a sad melody that made everyone fall asleep. "it's charming!" she leans against him, "it's probably haunted and we're all going to die."

Writing prompt: "If you want me" the hero panted, "come and get me"

The villain paused, languidly sweeping a hand up and under their chin. "Want you in which way, darling? Don't get me wrong, both involve ropes, but it's an important distinction to make before we proceed."

The fight seemed to go on for ages, the hero was bloody and on the floor they wanted to give up but knew they couldn't. "If you want me" the hero panted, "come and get me" it was there last option, poke at the villain as best they could until backup arrived. The villain paused, languidly sweeping a hand up and under their chin. "Want you in which way, darling? Don't get me wrong, both involve ropes, but it's an important distinction to make before we proceed." The hero was caught off guard by this response, how should the react? They were blushing at this point "What the hell? Why would you even say that?" the hero coughs up blood. "I can't help it!" the villain yells back "Your covered in blood and looking small and innocent!" The hero growls gently at that "do whatever you won't escape either way!" the villain licks the hero's lips cleaning them of blood before kissing them deeply. The hero gasps but gives in and kisses back, surprised that this is what they wanted after all.

The villain pulled away and sighs "and what if I just took you away and made you mine?" the hero still blushing nods gently "took you long enough!" they kiss again while the villain picks the hero up and they leave the abandoned building they were fighting in.

Writing prompt: Long before you were born, your father promised his firstborn to otherworldly beings in exchange for power. In a twist of fate, your mother also promised her firstborn to dark gods.

"I want power" he was kneeling down in front of a being, it watched him for a moment before speaking "your firstborn then" and the deal was stuck. At the same time the man's wife was speaking to a dark being, "I want my husband to forever stay faithful to me!" she yells tears in her eyes "I worked too hard to get him, to many bodies and now I want to keep him!" The dark beings laughed and agreed to help in exchange for her firstborn child, she agreed happily.

Two years past and the couple were ready to accept their firstborn into the world, she was beautiful. Her eyes were light grey and sparkled like her mothers, and her light black hair matched her father's well. As she grew the mother taught her how to address a master or a lord, she was preparing her for the dark gods to take her away. When her mother wasn't teaching her father was, he taught her how to speak and write in the language of the otherworldly beings. The both prepared her for two different fates and with this she became well knowledge in all three worlds, by the time she was sixteen she was well versed in the cultures and languages know. On her eighteenth birthday they came for her, both of them and the parents would have a lot of explaining to do.

Writing prompt: She added a charm to her bracelet for every life that she took.

Ivy spent most of her day wrapping up her chest, cleaning her guns, checking the news, and making sure her money was there before she set out. She took apart her rifle and gently places it in her back pack before grabbing her bracelet which held over 20 charms on it. She was ready and she knew that it would be easy to get in and out with little to no trouble. She set up and looked through her scope her target easily spotted, she took the shot no hesitation no breath. He fell over dead people screaming and running around as she packed up her gun and then leaned up her spot leaving no evidence behind. She was the best in her field and she liked it that way, being the best and only one her age in the assassination business. She added another charm to her bracelet as she walked away and disappeared into the crowd.