Writing Prompt #12

Writing Prompt #12

“You’re playing with fire.”

“There are far worse things to play with, dear.”

Writing Prompt #13

"You remind me of a diamond."

"Um, thank you? May I ask how?"

"You're shiny, admired, very expensive-"

"Excuse me?"

"-and you reflect the people around you."

"… I'm sorry what?"

"Diamonds have no natural color, darling. They can only reflect the colors around them, much like you do with the people around you."

"Okay I know that was supposed to be insulting, but that is one of the sickest burns I think I've ever heard."

Thank you for the tag! I have too many favorites, so this was more difficult of a than it needed to be

This is Our God by Phil Wickham

Oh Lord by NF

Promises by TRIBL

One Awkward Moment by Casting Crowns

Mine by Hollyn

Tagging: @laffy-taffy-creations, @luminous-astraea, @rikusqueenofhearts, @thelocalnemesis, @stopstealingtomatoes

🎶✨when u get this, list 5 songs u like to listen to, publish. then, send this ask to 10 of your favorite followers (positivity is cool)🎶✨

Song for the Dead by Sea Wolf

Choke by I Don’t How But They Found Me

Francis Forever by Mitski

Come Along by Cosmo Sheldrake

Infinitesimal by Mother Mother

(I like waaay to many songs, it was hard to choose)

Imma tag @creweemmaeec11 @watercolorfreckles @writing-on-the-wahl @im-a-wonderling @valiantlytransparentwhispers

Thank you for the tag, @hufflepuffwritingstuff2!

Nickname(s): Letters, Raven, and Ataili

Real Name: Aubri

Zodiac Sign: Cancer (I don’t do any of the horoscope stuff)

Favorite Musicians: Joel and Luke Smallbone, and Israel Houghton

Favorite Sports Team: I don’t really keep up with sport stuff, so I don’t have a favorite

Sports I Watch: I don’t watch sports either

Other Blogs: @blood-and-personality is my personal blog (mostly a reblog blog), @forthebloodandwhumps is my whump blog, and @bloodphotosandtears is my photography blog

Do I get asks: Yes, however, it takes me 13 bajillion years to answer them no matter if it is a writing request or someone simply checking up on me. (Seriously, I have some from march and may still)

How many blogs do I follow: 85

Tumblr crushes: I don’t really do crushes

Lucky numbers: I don’t really have a lucky number

What am I wearing: An oversized black hoodie and a knee length jean skirt

Dream Vacation: At this point in my life, it would be a dream to go anywhere that’s peaceful

Dream car: A dodge challenger

Favorite food: Funnel fries from a local family restaurant

Favorite drink: Water

Instruments: None

Languages: Spanish and English

Celebrity crush: Again, I don’t really do crushes

Tagging (only if you want to): @suspicious-whumping-egg, @stopstealingtomatoes, @laffy-taffy-creations, @thelocalnemesis, and @ anyone else who wants to!

taglist thingie

tagged by  ↠ @briswriting & @allywritesimagines

nicknames ↠ sammy, sam, samwell, spud, yam, yammy.

real name ↠ samuel (sam-you-el)

zodiac sign ↠ cancer

favourite musicians ↠ the nbhd, arctic monkeys, bmth, the smiths, two feet, cavetown, gorillaz, girl in red, sir chloe, p!atd, fall out boy, wallows, park rd, lana del rey, bones uk, melanie martinez, loud hound (and a lot more)

favourite sports team  ↠ nekoma uh idk, the broncos or cowboys? (aussie rugby teams)

sports i watch ↠ softball, volleyball, rugby, touch footy, afl, cricket, tennis and soccer.

other blogs ↠   nun atm

do i get asks ↠  yes, but not daily anymore :(

how many blogs do i follow  ↠ 79

tumblr crushes  ↠ @hellishoverhaul @kingtamakimurder @normiewrites @happynoodle @tooloudarts @thedreadthreadanomaly @laughsinthiccc @suneaterssun@lavender-linens @brattyquirks @bratwritings @briswriting @tamakisuwu @allywritesimagines probs more but i forgot.

lucky numbers ↠ dont have any. but ig like 27 and 28???

what am i wearing  ↠ jumper and trackie dacks (sweatpants or whatever)

dream vacation ↠ japan, bora bora, london, just the really nice places where you can go on an adventure.

dream car ↠ uh, idk?

favourite food ↠ sushi, tacos, pasta, satay chicken and fried rice 👀

favourite drink ↠ wATER, but there’s also this like chinese soda that i lOVE

instruments ↠ i played clarinet in primary school lmao. i play guitar, electric guitar, bass guitar, drums and currently learning piano!

languages ↠ english and numbers :) i know a few phrases from japanese, chinese and russian.(by few i mean like two)

celebrity crush ↠ ansel elgort and d-does kiljae c-count?

tagging ↠ everyone i tagged above uwu and anyone else who wants to do this.

Can you do a continuation of my ask about the phys!cally @bused hero?

No Matter the Cost, Pt. 2

I gotchu! @stopstealingtomatoes

Part 1

Tw: description of wounds, knife, blood, accidental violence (marked as violence in the tags)

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Two cracked ribs. One fractured vertebrae. A dislocated ankle. A stab wound to the shoulder. All fresh, and the only one that had come from the fight was when the kid jumped in front of the knife to try and save their mentor. Hero was asleep, but Villain doubted they would stay that way if they started working on patching up Hero’s wounds. They needed sleep, evident by the dark circles under their eyes, but Villain needed to patch those wounds, and soon. Sleep wouldn’t help Hero if they bled out or died from an infection.

“Hero? Hero, wake up.” Villain reached for Hero’s uninjured shoulder, shaking them slowly. The kid’s eyes snapped open in an instant, their entire body going rigid when their eyes met Villain’s. “Hero, hey, you’re safe here. You’re okay.” They recoiled from Villain’s touch, but still stayed on the table. They weren’t running, which Villain perceived as miracle in itself. The kid looked around with wide eyes, no doubt taking in every detail of the place they could.

“You’re at my base Hero. You needed medical treatment, and I didn’t want to leave you where I found you after um… all that. This was the best option.” Hero took in a sharp breath. Tears formed in Hero’s eyes as they murmured the superhero’s name. They tried to sit up, but collapsed against the table with a whimper. Villain watched the irregular rise and fall of their chest speed up with a grimace. It must hurt when Hero took a breath.

“Look kid, I can’t even imagine what you’re going through right now.” They placed a hand on Hero’s shoulder and squeezed it lightly. To Hero’s credit, they didn’t shy away again. “I need you to stay still so I can get you somewhere to rest. Can you do that for me?” Hero nodded and squeezed their eyes closed. Villain picked up the hero, only for them to start squirming.

“Hey! What- let me go! I can walk!”

“Not on that ankle you can’t. It’ll have to be popped back into place before you walk anywhere.” Villain shushed their continued protests until Hero finally fell completely silent. That was, until the hero suddenly tensed in Villain’s arms. “Is… is that-”

“Villain…” Supervillain strolled down the hall towards them, looking not at the villain, but towards the hero. “I have a few plans to discuss with you. But first, why is Hero here?”

“Supervillain, I’ll explain everything in a minute. Could you get Healer for me, while I get them situated?” Supervillain— albeit confused— nodded to the other and watched as Villain carried Hero past them and stopped at the door of a small guest room.

Villain looked around at the room- just a bed and a small table off to the side. They brought Hero in the room and carefully set them on the bed. Villain moved to the table and grabbed the first aid kit. They reached in and pulled out a cold pack, holding it out to Hero.

Hero swatted the hand away, pulling themselves up to a sitting position and swinging their legs over the side of the bed before Villain could stop them.

"Hero lay down, you need to-"

"No."

"No?"

"I need to get back to them. I can't leave Superhero." They slid off the bed, failing to hide a hiss from the criminal.

“Superhero is gone, Hero. There’s nothing you can do.” They started softly. But when Hero didn’t stop, Villain stepped in front of them and tried again. “Hero, they’re dead. Now lay back down. You’re going to hurt yourself even more.”

Hero didn’t budge.

“Please let me go.” They whispered. But Villain didn’t move. “Please… Please let me go. You- you don’t know what they’re capable of. Please-

“Hey. Look at me.” Villain set a firm hand on Hero’s shoulder, and Hero looked up, eyes wide, jaw trembling, the poor thing was still afraid of-

Hero punched them square in the jaw.

Stars exploded in their vision. They barely heard the terrified apologies and questions of concern spewing from Hero’s lips as Villain stumbled back into a wall. A figure slipped past them into the room, Hero suddenly crying out in agony.

Villain honed in on the supervillain standing over the hero laying at their feet, curled up so tightly Villain couldn’t see their face. “Supervillain don’t hurt them! It was an accident!” Supervillain turned to look at Villain, their normal mask of indifference gone, replaced by something the villain couldn’t comprehend.

“Get Healer.” Villain didn’t know how they’d suddenly gotten beside the two, but they really didn’t care at this moment.

“All I did was touch them…” Supervillain gestured to the trembling human ball of limbs with a bloodied hand before turning back to Villain. “Tell me the person responsible for turning Hero into this is dead.”

Taglist: @valiantlytransparentwhispers

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Spooky season is upon us!