Writing Prompt 3:

Writing Prompt 3:

“For the love of God, please… please.” the villain sighs, shaking their head while the hero sits in the chair with eyeglasses on. Grinning like they are having the time of their world.

“Please, do not say Potassium to sound smart.”

“Potassium.”

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The person sighed, the perfect picture of relaxed. Laid back, eyes closed, perfectly content. This place really was the best to come for stargazing. Superhero sat beside them, glancing between them and the stars.

“Can I ask you a question?”

There was a beat of silence before Superhero replied. “Only if I get to ask you one back.” The Supervillain looked at them, and they froze. “I-I didn’t mean that… It was a joke. But um, sure, go ahead and ask.”

They waited a moment, not wanting to ruin the peaceful atmosphere. “Why… aren’t you afraid of me? After all of the things that have been said, and all the things the people around me have done, you still choose to talk to and hang out with me.” Both of their gazes had long turned back to the stars.

“I-I don’t know. There’s something about you, I guess,” Superhero smiled. “This little voice inside me tells me I can trust you. It says you would never hurt me, and it’s been right so far, so… yeah, I guess that’s why. I don’t know, does that make sense?”

Superhero kicked their legs back and forth off the edge of the skyscraper deck.

“I guess so. Your turn.”

Superhero froze for the second time that night. “I was joking.”

“Well, it’s only fair,” Superhero couldn’t see the others’ face very well in the dark, but they could feel the smug grin coming off of them in waves. “So, what question do you have for me?”

But now the only thing running through Superhero’s head was, what do I ask a supervillain, the supposed enemy, who had been nothing but kind and genuine to them at all times? And how could they-

“Hey! Who’s there?” Both supers shot to their feet in an instant, watching the flashlight beams come closer and closer. Someone found them.

“Next time then, love.” Supervillain planted a quick kiss on their cheek and took to the skies.

Next time…

Song Inspired Snippets

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Healing

More Than I Could Be

🌊 - Do you play any instruments? If so, what do you play?

I don’t play any instrument. I used to be able to play parts and pieces on the piano, but it never went very far.