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What are We, One Year From Now?
No Matter the Cost, Part 2,
Anyone But You
What A Pain
That’s Not the Point
Rolling with the Punches
To the Letter of the Law
Song Inspired Snippets
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Healing
More Than I Could Be
Prompt Fills
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Autocrats-in-love’s prompt 83
Creweemmaeec11’s prompt
Odds and Ends
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100 Followers
Reasons Why Not to Visit a Vigilante’s Hideout
Collab Short - Ren Fair Fight
The Storm
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List of CWs:
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Suggestive
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Adding a CW list and organizing the masterlist :)))
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Writing Prompt #9
Tw: future murder
“Where’s the holster? Supervillain is about to blow, we gotta get out of here!”
“That thing has a holster?! Why would you need- nevermind, just give me that thing. I’m taking them out before this gets any worse.”
*squints at the last 6+ items that have shown up in my inbox*
Hi!! I just wanted to tell you your writing is really good and you answer requests so great each time!
Can you answer (if you feel like):
What gives you inspiration to write and also, how did you start writing/ what got you into writing?
It's been great reading your stories! Thanks for sharing them 💐💐
Thank you for the kind words! And— *GASP* you gave me flowers? You’re so sweet! I offer you some candy in return! 🍫🍬🍬
So I started in this community just over six months ago, and since then my writing has flourished. Before then, the only time I wrote anything was for a writing assignment or an essay, or basic things along that line. I never really wrote anything creative, and quite frankly I didn’t know I could write in the way I do until about four years ago, when I started writing fanfictions with a friend.
Since then, I’ve written all kinds of things. I like to believe I draw my inspiration from the world and people around me. A lot of my ideas come from conversations with my friends, and what-if scenarios my brain throws at me in the most ungodly hours of the night. Of course, there are other places where I draw inspiration from, the people of this amazing community being many of them!
Anyway, hope that answers your questions! Thank you again for asking!
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.”
Thank you for the tag!
Stary skies and moonlight!
Writing! Speaking of which, I’ve hit some serious writer’s block and the last time I was able to write anything was when I finished and uploaded that last piece :(((
Hanging out with my friends, both online and irl!
Listening to music!
My cats!
Tagging: @personoftheinterweb, @sl33pyr4t, @strawberryblondefangirl @digitalart-dwa, @twisted-monster, @jesterchaos10, @elm-off-her-rocker, @owl-witch-prompts, @random-small-writer00, and @susiej1118!
Happy Tag
I’m going to take an open tag from @sleepy-night-child on this because… well, because I’m bored and have nothing better to do, honestly. (Thank you again for being a consistent source of open tags! 😊 ) Rules: When you receive this tag, list 5 things that make you happy (and send this to 10 of the last people in your notifications!)
Tea
Walks
Birds chirping
Rain
Frogs
(This all sounds incredibly cliché, I know, but unless I’m going to start making stuff up… and for the record, no, I don’t live in a cottage.)
And now for the Passing of the Tags: @blackrosesandwhump, @mishkakagehishka, @whither-wander-whump, @amapofyourstars, @desastreus, @sleepyowlwrites, @emelkae, @writingingraves, and @ashen-crest. (@sleepy-night-child, you’re in there too… so if you want to do an updated version, consider yourself tagged as well!)
And the obligatory statement of open tagness: you see this and want to do it? Go for it!
Do regular commenters know just how valued they are? I mean, obviously ALL commenters are valued, but as a fic writer when you’ve got a group of familiar usernames and profile pics who pop up again and again like old friends to share their thoughts and appreciation on one of your fics, that’s so special. I hope my regular commenters know that I remember them, and I recognise them each time they come back, and I am so incredibly grateful for them not only leaving comments, but leaving them time and time again. I hope they know they’re making someone, somewhere, smile.
🌊 - 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.
🌎
🌍 - Whats something that you like about yourself?
Well, I think I like my photo/video taking skills the most!
I mean, wouldn’t y’all be proud of this?
While I try to finish some asks, maybe send me some questions?
I got bored so i uh made a little ask game with some basic questions here ya go:
🎄 - What’s your homescreen and/or lockscreen
💦 - What’s your dream job?
🌸 - What are your pronouns?
💐 - Are you single?
🌹 - Do you have a crush?
🦋 - Favorite subject in school?
🌺 - What’s your sexuality?
🌷 - What’s your gender?
🌻 - Who are your best friends?
🌴 - Whats your favorite season?
🥀 - Do you play any sports? If so, what do you play?
🌊 - Do you play any instruments? If so, what do you play?
🌼 - What’s your favorite book series?
🌿 - Whats your favorite type of fruit?
☁️ - Do you like rain?
🌍 - Whats something that you like about yourself?
🍀 - Do you prefer sweet stuff or salty stuff?
Asking Courtship
It was almost pretty, the view that was—not Villain. Villain obstructed the view with his massive ego, and you know, the whole dangling Civilian over the city. Well, dangling wasn’t the right term either. Villain carefully held her in his arms as they flew over the city, bathed in an orange glow from the sunset.
“Let me down, please—slowly,” Civilian said.
A half-smile graced Villain’s face when they looked down at Civilian. “Don’t worry,” they said, “We’re almost there.”
She groaned and hoped that whatever scheme Villain cooked up this time, would wrap up quickly. She had to get home soon and finish getting the apartment clean. Still, she considered Villain far better company than her parents, so perhaps this would be a good excuse. Being kidnapped by a villain was the best of excuses, right?
Even without the excuses, Civilian couldn’t deny that she always found flying with Villain an interesting experience at the least. Well, interesting and slightly apprehensive were close enough to each other that it didn’t matter what description she used.
While the wind was nice and they never flew too fast, enough hero-centric horror stories had been told that she developed an entirely healthy fear of being sucked into a plane turbine or something equally gory. It didn’t help matters that Villain wore a cape, but, somehow, there had never been mention of a single cape incident in any of the records.
Not that Civilian had looked them up. Never. She maintained her rationality. And no, her fear was not paranoia. See, she was flying without panicking or any flight risk movements. She was perfectly fine up here. Besides Civilian could tell that the view was pretty. See? No paranoia here. Nope. Not at all.
Civilian clung to the view, hoping to erase the height from her mind. Pretty. It was pretty. If she focused on the scenery or her evening plans, she could forget about being in the air where planes could easily hit them before they ever saw a hint of Villain.
Relief flooded her as he finally set them on the rooftop—slowly and gently like Civilian had asked. Not that she chose to dwell on that. She merely took it in observation.
“You okay?” Villain asked, rubbing their side. “You were hanging on a bit tight. I’m pretty sure I’m gonna have a new bruise tomorrow.”
“I’m sure you’ll handle it,” Civilian said, taking in his smile and joking tone. She shouldn’t be in the mood for this. She twisted her face up into a scowl proving just how much she disapproved of him deciding to kidnap her today of all days.
“You didn’t answer my question,” Villain said. “Are you okay?”
Civilian heaved a sigh, “I’ll be fine. I just need to get my bearings.”
“You’re always so calm. Are you sure everything is okay?”
She rested her hands to open her lungs more. “Yeah. So, what’s the plan for today?” She ran her hands down through her hair and pulling it tight against her neck. “You don’t often fly around that long. What? Is Hero standing you up?”
“I thought you’d like the view.” He shuffled and gestured towards the sunset. “And you looked like you were having a bad day.”
“And Hero?” She asked, trying to determine how she fit into the picture today.
Villain shrugged. “I don’t need her to do this. It’s not like I exist for her. I have my own life, you know.”
Civilian laughed at the thought of him dressed in white collar clothing and working in some cubical. “And so many friends to prove it.”
“Well, I have you, don’t I?”
“Sure thing, Fabio.”
“Fabio?”
“I don’t know, it’s something my Pops would say.”
Villain turned towards her. Huh, she hadn’t noticed how soft his face was tonight, but his smile shown just as bright as usual. “You know,” he said, “Every time I think I’ve got you figured out, you surprise me.”
“Oh?”
“I mean, ‘Fabio?’ ‘Pops?’ Who says those things anymore?” He started laughing for some reason. “Anyway. You sure you’re okay?”
Civilian shrugged, “I mean, I did just get kidnapped.”
“Do you want me to take you home?”
“I’ve got company coming tonight.”
His face froze. “Oh! I’m sorry. I didn’t know.”
She waved her hand off. “It’ll be okay. The view is pretty.”
“Pretty’s what you say when you aren’t serious.”
She waved him off and sat down on the ledge, taking in the sunset in all its glory. “It is beautiful. It’s amazing how much color there is in the clouds. I’ve just got a lot on my mind.”
“Like what?” He sat down beside her, close enough that their shoulders touched.
“My parents are coming to visit.” She stretched her arms, trying to subdue the tension that had built up in her.
“Didn’t you say you had a good relationship with them?”
“Yeah, but they’re so nitpicky… They’ll clean the house for me and talk about the best way to cook and clean and everything.” She pinched the bridge of her nose. “I mean, I’m an adult now. You’d think that they’d let me do things my way.”
“It sounds like they’re just trying to help.”
“They are,” she gestured towards the city below. “That just makes everything harder. I can’t get upset with them about it because they’re so nice about it.”
“I’m glad you have someone looking out for you.” He nudged her with his shoulder. “I was getting pretty worried about how easy it is to pick you up off the streets.”
“Well, sorry that I’m don’t have defenses against supervillains.”
He acted all bashful at the term though he was clearly trying to play it off in that melodramatic persona he put on for Hero. “Please I don’t deserve the honor.” For a long moment, they sat there in silence admiring the scenery before Villain spoke again. “I lied. I wanted to talk with you tonight.” He brought his legs up to the roof and sat, crisscross applesauce, facing her. “You’re a good friend. Probably the best friend I’ve ever had.”
Civilian adjusted herself to look at him.
“I’m serious! I mean, I know we didn’t get off to the right foot and everything, but you’ve become really important to me, and I don’t want to lose you, even as a friend.”
Oh, Civilian knew where this was going. She couldn’t keep her heart steady.
“And I know that I’m a villain and everything but, I’d like your permission to pursue you? Like, romantically?”
She knew her face flushed at the question. “I would like that on one condition.”
Villain’s posture snapped up, almost as though he were at attention. “What?”
“I get to pursue you too.”
Villain’s eyebrows scrunched up, “You can’t do that if I’m trying to pursue you though. That doesn’t make sense. It’ll be like running at each other.”
He was going to make her spell it out for him, wasn’t he? “I think I like you too. I’m not sure if it’s like-like or just like though.”
“Oh, okay. That’s fine then. We can try to pursue each other and see where it takes us.”
A small smile came to Civilian’s face, now feeling more comfortable. “Thank you.”
“I should probably take you home then. Need help cleaning?” He’d brushed off his pants as he stood up and offered his hand.
“How good are you at dishes?” She took his hand.
“I’d make a 5-star dishwasher.” He pulled her into his arms and took to the air once more.
“Great.”
The Tragedy of Sleeping Beauty
Tw: themes of manipulation, implied coma, poison, angst
“Mentor says I shouldn’t trust you.”
“Your mentor has been saying that to you for months, we’ve been friends for months, wouldn’t I have done something to you by now?”
Villain was right. At this point they could do anything they wanted to them. They knew almost all of their secrets, been with them through so many tough moments, and Hero couldn’t explain it but they felt so drawn towards the villain.
“Does Mentor even know you're out?”
“No, and it seems they haven’t noticed yet.” Something flashed in Villain’s eyes after their answer, but it was too brief for Hero to tell what it was.
“Well uh..” The villain wrung their hands, “would you, I don’t know, like to come to my place for a bit? There is nothing happening today- we patrolled for a while, would you like to just watch a movie or something instead?”
They seemed so genuinely nervous, it was almost cute in a way. Despite that, they didn’t like seeing the Villain so nervous about a simple question.
“Of course, no need to work yourself up about it,” they put on a beaming smile, they loved movies.
The villain smiled softly, so happy the Hero trusts them enough to enter their home. “Um, you know this already, but I can teleport us there if you would like? It’s kinda a long way- I wouldn’t want you to have to walk so much and-“
“Shh shh, Villain, it’s alright,” they gave them a look of reassurance and took Villain’s arm in theirs, “let’s go, okay?”
Villain’s response was a simple nod then an immediate teleport to which Hero was not prepared, feeling dizzy, their vision spun in circles until they finally landed in their living room.
Villain noticed the dizzy Hero and was quick to bring them some water, handing it to them they dumped a spew of apologies, “Oh I’m so sorry! I wasn’t thinking! I totally forgot people don’t teleport all the time-“
Hero was sitting on the ground when they returned. They shakily stood up accepting the water, “please don’t apologize- I promise it’s okay. I’m sure you were excited.”
Villain pressed their lips into a thin line but nodded. They were quick to change the topic in the direction of movies. They gestured to the television at the far side of the room. “Earlier- I uh, was watching the original Sleeping Beauty- I like Disney classics, but I didn’t finish the very end, would you like to finish it, or um should I turn on something else?”
“No no! We can finish it. That’s perfect actually, I love this movie, it’s practically my childhood.”
Villain beamed brightly and moved to sit on the couch. Their couch was very worn in with quite a few fuzzy blankets covering it. The couch was very inviting, it seemed so cozy. They quickly sat next to Villain and cuddled up with one of the many blankets, causing Villain to laugh. Their dizziness a few moments ago was quickly forgotten. The scene in which Prince Philip arrives at Aurora’s castle covered in thorns plays quietly in the background.
“If I would have known you liked fuzzy blankets so much I would have been able to bring you here a while ago.”
“What do you mean?”
They glanced left and right around the room almost as if a child were playing a game of pretend or if they were in a cheap movie, “I brought you here to watch a movie, but.. to also tell you a secret.” They shifted their gaze away from the Hero, the tips of their ears becoming red.
“Oh yeah? I promise I’m good at keeping secrets!”
They leaned towards Hero’s ear as if they were to tell them a secret, but all they felt was a poke in their arm and a foreign liquid entering their system. “You are so fucking gullible Hero.”
The nervous appearance they were so keen at keeping plastered on their face was replaced by a cold malicious grin. They stood over Hero’s suddenly weak figure. Hero distantly thought they had to be so disgustingly proud.
Villain started to laugh, but instead of the faux warmth from a few minutes earlier, it was only scornful. “You should have listened to your Mentor dear Hero~ I guess the allure of the spinning wheel was too great, now look where it landed you. Couldn’t have gone more in my favor, this whole ordeal.”
Hero wanted to retort, they wanted to move, they wanted to do something to cause a grievance to the villain, but they could hardly string thoughts together in a sentence. Their vision was starting to blur, their body was so heavy and numb. Hero tried to gasp but there seemed to be a lack of air to gasp for.
“Welcome to your century long slumber Hero.”
They felt nothing, they couldn’t feel anything any more. It was all a void, it was all dark and heavy. They thought they heard yelling or talking but it was as if there was a cotton ball in their ear, the noise was foggy.
Surrender was now the most alluring thought on their mind. The pull of sleep was growing stronger every second until they could no longer take it.
They fell unconscious to the scene of Prince Philip kissing Briar Rose, waking her from her slumber.
100th Special
When I said give me a few hours, I meant like, two hours. Guess who forgot to upload and realized it fourteen hours later! Sorry.
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…
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Here's a prompt!
Hero and Villain are roommates in college, and act like American college students you'll see on the internet. Basically, they are Chaotic Neutral when at home and on campus and are pretty much best friends, however turn into Lawful Good and Lawful Evil as soon as they get to work, each just doing the hero/villain jobs as side hustles (that pay would definitely get them through college)
One day, the teams of both try to track the enemy team, and are throughly shocked to find the two laughing and hanging out vs. basically at eachothers throats like they are at work.
Bonus points if Hero and Villain spot the teams spying on them, and decide to make out infront of them because why not?
Sorry if it's too specific or doesn't make sense!
-LT
To the Letter of the Law
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They were being watched.
Hero tried to keep their walk at what could be considered a normal pace as they made their way back to their table. They kept their eyes steadily fast on their coffee, trying not to look at the group stalking their roommate, Villain, from across the coffee shop. And when they came to the table and pulled out their chair, Villain’s eyes shot up, analyzing who was there before realizing it was Hero, and going back to their phone.
“You’re being watched.” The criminal raised a brow, but didn’t make eye contact, continuing to type away on their phone. So, Hero contiued. “I think it’s my team. I can definitely make out Superhero, Teammate, and Leader, but I can’t say for sure on the other one.” Three of the four people were wearing poorly thought out disguises, the fourth wearing a hoodie that was shadowing a good portion of their face. Villain nodded slowly as Hero sat down.
“Supervillain has been watching you.”
“What?”
“Don’t look,” They ordered sharply. “Look at me, and think. Why are they after us, and how do we lose them?”
And idea popped into Hero’s head and they smiled, one of those dangerous, spontaneous things. It was one of those smiles that came with an idea that was often crazy- chaotic- some would say. It often ended with something wild or bordering illegal. “I know how we can get them to stop following us~”
Villain looked up. Hero had their attention. Good. Now to put that acting minor to the test.
“But, before I tell you I need your opinion on something. I was thinking about going to work a few hours early today, what do you think?”
“So early in the evening? You must be crazy.” Villain was confused yes, but it was all part of Hero’s plan.
“I was thinking if I start my shift early I could be back to the dorms earlier, and then we could study for that big test coming up.”
“Yeah, that’s a goo- wait, what test?!”
“The one on Thursday? Ya’know, the one worth ten percent of our trimester grade?”
All color drained from Villain’s face, eyes nothing but pure unadulterated fear. “Y-You’re kidding, right? Hero, tell me your joking.”
Hero changed their face to mirror Villain’s. They whispered. “You didn’t study either?”
Villain shot out of their seat in an instant, grabbing their coffee and Hero’s hand before rushing across the courtyard.
“Forget our jobs, we aren’t failing that test. Come on.”
“What about-“
“I am not. Failing. That. Test. Let’s go.”
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Where were they going?
Supervillain watched their target as they were dragged out of the cafe and out of sight. They didn’t get up right away, but watched as four people rose from a corner booth and followed them out. Three of them wore woefully horrid disguises, fake mustaches and one a goatee, wearing matching trench coats to go with it.
The fourth, noticeably shorter than the rest, wore plainclothes with a hood that covered part of their head. They trailed behind the three quietly, searching for watching eyes. Their eyes locked for the briefest of moments, before the other turned away. That one, at least, acted like a teenager. Afraid of eye contact.
Supervillain trailed the oblivious group across the courtyard and through the streets, until they came to a stop outside an apartment structure. They stayed a small distance away, even as the disguises came off. Leader, Superhero, and Teammate…their identities didn’t really surprise Supervillain. The teen must have been Sidekick then. The group must have been watching Hero too. Or perhaps, were they watching Villain? It didn’t matter. They were still going to do their job. If they could just- Hold on, what?
The heroes really brought binoculars? What was this, a tv show stakeout? Oh come on, how stupid could these heroes be? Alright, it was time to intervene.
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“-both law students, I never would have guessed.” Leader mumbled under their breath as they looked over the files.
“I would have,” a new voice cut in. Leader turned to see Supervillain strolling up to them. “It’s an obvious answer, is it not? They both follow the rules, even if Villain has an… interesting way of doing it, wouldn’t you agree?” The supervillain continued speaking, but Leader wasn’t listening. Of all all the people-
“Leader, you um, might want to take a look at this…” The binoculars were handed to them.
“Are they…?”
“Yup.”
It wasn’t just that they were kissing, or that they were both shirtless. It wasn’t that one of them was pinned to a wall, or that the same one was blushing a deep red. It was the gesture they were making, pointed in the group’s direction. They knew. They both knew. But how did they know?
The kid huffed out a laugh beside Leader. Wait.
“Sidekick!” Three hands flew to cover the kids’ eyes, but it was far too late. “Alright, I think it’s time to go.”
“Well then,” the supervillain cleared their throat and stood, failing to hide the redness of their face. “I think today has been eventful. See you guys next week.”
It was safe to say both parties were off campus within 10 minutes.