#corvidprompts

[incorrect-quotes-of-moonacre]

Loveday: Do I look nice?

Mrs. Heliotrope: You look like you’re about to set someone on fire.

Loveday: Perfect.

[evedelightsinapples]

Warrior of Light: Heck.

Emet-Selch: Fuck.

Thancred: Language, you shitweasel there’s kids around.

[freelancer-chronicles]

Max: Do I look nice?

Max's wife: You look like you're about to set someone on fire.

Max: Perfect.

[vanilla-shotgun]

“You’re such a disaster.” groans the villain, scooping the unconscious hero off the sidewalk. “Like, holy hell, how does anyone let you out of their sight. Stop picking fights with people you aren’t ready for.”

Prompt from @corvidprompts

[phoenixfeatherquillwriting]

Villain and hero fighting only to fall in love?

TWO asks?! You are so sweet Hannah.  No | rather not | I dunno | I guess | Sure | Yes | BIG yes | Oh god you don’t even know | My heart continues to be slowly hacked into tiny pieces by hero/villain relationships. I would definitely recommend @the-modern-typewriter, @gingerly-writing, and @corvidprompts if you need more of that content in your life. 

[mollymaukandmayhem]

(art credit to @uffiebird) This is definitely a conversation they would have.

[thistlescratch]

a DnD character I based on these  prompts by corvidprompts (also used the dialogue from one in the picture)

he’s a bard, and pretends to be human. he’s a homebrew race I made a bit ago that I thought was perfect for him. they’re basically human in most ways, but they’re ageless and have one main personality trait or ideal that dictates the rest of their identity, their name and in some cases their biology. they can’t understand anything that contradicts that ideal, Courage can’t understand Cowardice and Law can’t understand Chaos. his trait makes him need to travel around, see and experience as much as he can, and record that information (usually in the form of a song or poem.) his name is Record and if you cut him open all you’d find is crumpled up pages of unfinished songs, stories and poetry, no organs or muscle or bone.

he’s typically friendly, confident and charismatic, but can be incredibly insensitive and apathetic. he’s watched cities burn and done nothing but sing about the smell of ash and smoke, the sound of screams and crackling wood, and the tragedy of it all. he interferes when he feels it’s necessary to his survival or could make for a better story, but he likes to be a silent (and creepy) observer.

[stimits]

Monsters

Prompt: "Everything in this room can and wants to kill you, but I called dibs." From: @corvidprompts via anonymous submission

“They’re just inanimate objects!” “Goddamnit, no they’re not! How are you still not seeing?” Dakota didn’t answer the man in the mask but instead walked around to run her hand over the smooth surface of the flipped bowl. She had no idea how long she’d been in the room. “Why is it,” she started. “That you’ve kept me here for so long?” The man in the mask remained apathetic. “Seeing you upset makes me feel a little bit at home.” Dakota’s brow creased at this. How sadistic, she thought. She stayed close to the wall for fear of bumping into one of the man’s invisible “aquaintances.”  “You know,” Dakota is startled by the man’s voice. "Everything in this room can and wants to kill you, but I called dibs." Dakota struggled to come up with a response. The best she could think of was a callous “neat.” This made the man scoff. She continued to pet the objects the man had laid out, counting them as she went. When she got to one object, a small blade, she stopped. There was a peculiar air about it, it drew her to it, and she was completely enamored. The man chuckled suddenly. When Dakota looked up toward the noise, she saw. Her eyes glanced at every horrible monster she’d ever seen. Every single beast she had previously come face-to-face with, stood now before her. Yet, she did not flinch. She knew better.