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Special Day

@akawrites000 requested a continuation so here it is! :D

This is a continuation of - Soft Spot

Villain placed the gift that he had just finished wrapping, complete with a little bow, on the table along with some balloons. He stood back to admire his handiwork.

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Prompt #2

Scenario: The Hero and Villain have been dating for a few months but suddenly the Villain starts being more distant, and it drives the Hero crazy with worry and self-doubt.

The Hero pulls out their phone and opens the Villain's chat-

H: Hey

H: Are you even alive?

H: It's been a week since I last heard from you

H: Are you mad at me? Was it something I did?

H: Please tell me

H: One minute you want to talk and the next minute you don't

H: What is it that you want from me?

H: Talk to me because I just don't understand.

Please.

texting prompts and dialogue prompts because I want to work on my dialogue skills-which are really bad T-T / as usual please tag me when you use it so that I can read your posts!

when two people meet and they belong together on some level - a prompt list

again, this can be used for anyone - close friends, s/o, crushes. please feel free to change pronouns as you see fit :)

A and B are benchmates, and by the end of the lecture, they've managed to become more than strangers, and people with common interests. They exchange numbers - "can I have your full name?" "sure, but why?" "I just like to store the full names of people's contacts that I'm going to save."

A has never eaten out with their new friend before, so they're pretty nervous because they eat differently? compared to the locals. "i'm sorry, but can I eat with my hands? I just feel more comfortable doing it." B just smiles kindly at A, and A immediately feels at home, despite being miles away from it. "of course you can, please be comfortable!"

A introduces their cuisine to B and B absolutely loves it. "I can't believe I've never had this before!" "do you like it?" " of course! this is easily one of the best meals I've had in my life". Then they both grin at each other and continue to spend the upcoming hours in the restaurant, smiling, chatting away and having a jolly time. (the restaurant people are nice because they don't get kicked out xD)

A teaches B how to eat food from their cuisine and B follows obediently. A is so impressed by B's efforts, just looks at B with a fond smile while B is busy trying to eat the food correctly. "am I doing this right? can I eat this with both hands?"

B invites A over to their place for Halloween and A is so pleasantly surprised, that they can't believe it. "You're inviting me over? really?" "of course! I'd love to have you over if you'd like to come!" A later gets to know that B themselves was a transfer student who went to another country to study, so they can understand the feelings of an international student. A was just so touched and couldn't stop smiling.

It's A's first Halloween and B watches them smile and get excited about everything with a fond look on their face. A turns to them, almost shy, "um, i- I didn't really bring any Halloween clothes," and B has to try really hard to hold in their laugh because A was just being really cute right now. "I can help with that," - B finds a pair of cute purple socks and a headband for A to wear and A's excitement lights up B's entire evening.

"so, do you invite people often?" you seem to be a really good host." B, surprised, "ah, thank you for saying that, but actually, no, I don't." A smiles at the answer and they continue watching the movie playing on the tv, a comfortable distance between them, feeling warm despite the cold winds outside.

B watches A order their usual and smiles at them, "hot chocolate as usual?". A nods, happy with their favourite drink in hand. "What are you getting?" B points to their plate, "oh, just a plate of strawberry cheesecake, I really like these." A makes a mental note of it.

At the cafe again, weeks later, after class, "one hot chocolate and one strawberry cheesecake please!" B just stares at A, dumbfounded, "you remember!" "of course I do!"

"do you want to talk? I don't want to go home just yet." A and B walk over to a bench on their campus and proceed to talk into the evening until A had to catch a bus back home.

A spots a duck upside down in a pond and immediately texts B (who's absent that day) - "uhh, a duck is upside down and I'm worried about it." A doesn't know but B was wheezing while texting back, " that's normal don't worry, it's just feeding." A lets out a breath of relief, "thank goodness! I haven't seen a lot of ducks in my hometown." "I can tell."

A and B compare their hand sizes, after which B holds A's (much smaller) hand. "your hands are so small, no wonder you get cold easily!" A just smiles happily and holds B's hand tighter.

A and B spend the whole day together and then can't stop thinking about it after. "is it weird that I'm grinning, still thinking about how fun today was?" "no, because I'm still thinking about it too."

This whole thing cracked me up in the best way

okay first, I'm OBSESSED with your snippets. seriously, I read like most of them in the last three days. you're like, really talented.

second, here me out on this: villain finds out hero's address and decides to pay them a visit to threaten/intimidate/attack them, but they're dressed in their civilian clothes to avoid raising any suspicions. when they get there, they find out that it's hero's birthday and their home's crowded with their friends throwing them a surprise party. the friends assume villain is another friend of hero's, chaos ensues.

ur mind... wow

Villain hated parties. 

They hated large groups of people in general, actually, and especially large groups of people all eating fooding and talking very loudly to each other. 

In other words, this surprise party was basically their own brand of deluxe torture. 

Villain was here to threaten Hero, maybe get some information, maybe kidnap them, who knows. It would be a little harder to do that when Hero had twenty pairs of eyes on them at all times, and Villain was not prepared to take the whole house hostage.

They’d knocked on the door, expecting Hero to answer, not some random person who they’d never seen in their life. She definitely wasn’t Hero, that was for sure, but she could have been their older sister. 

“I thought everyone was here!” she said, but waved Villain in anyway. “Quickly, Hero will be here in a minute.”

Would that they had died before stepping in the door.

Now, ten minutes into a party they needed to escape, and Hero was walking up to them, drink in hand.

“Hi, I’m Hero,” they said, holding out their hand. “I don’t think we’ve met- who did you come with?” 

Oh shit. Villain should have been paying attention to names- but they didn’t exchange any, did they? They didn’t know any of the flannel-covered people… “I’m... Ethan’s... friend,” Villain said uncertainly, hoping to hell that there was an Ethan in the room. That Hero even knew an Ethan. “I’m Villain.”

Hero frowned, glancing around the room. Their expression settled after a moment, and they looked back at Villain with a smile. “It’s great to meet you!”

They moved away, and Villain breathed a sigh of relief. 

Once everyone was busy with their games, Villain decided to sneak upstairs. Maybe they could learn more about Hero. 

The third door they tried looked like Hero’s room- shamefully messy, with sickly green walls that probably hadn’t been painted in years. 

A hand clamped down on their shoulder, spinning them around and slamming them into the wall with a bang. Hero had a hand on Villain’s mouth, the other keeping them pinned to the wall with unnatural strength. 

The sounds from downstairs didn’t stop. 

“Who are you?” Hero demanded, voice low and angry. “Because you’re sure as hell not any friend of Ethan’s.”

So they did know an Ethan. 

Villain glanced down at the hand on their mouth pointedly, and Hero removed it. 

“So you do know an Ethan,” they said. “And you might want to be careful with that super strength or else I’ll figure out exactly who you are and go blabbing to everyone about it.”

Hero’s eyes went wide. “Villain,” they said. “How- how did you find me? Why are you here?” 

Villain rolled their eyes. “I didn’t mean to come on your birthday. Happy birthday, by the way.”

“Thanks,” Hero said without thinking. Then they frowned. “I’m going to turn you in.”

“You can’t. You try to drag me out of this house, and everyone downstairs will know exactly who you are.” Villain grinned. “You think I’m the only bad guy out there?”

Hero scowled, looking away from Villain. “You’re the one pinned to the wall,” Hero said, “I have the-” they caught themself, and Villain could see the grin forming. “The high ground, as it were.”

“Oh my god.” 

“Shut up. I have the upper hand! You should be scared.”

Villain scoffed. “Scared of you? Yeah, no. I have dignity. And,” they added, “I have your name. Which one of us is really in the worse?” 

Hero swallowed. Hard. They stepped back, releasing Villain, jaw clenching and unclenching. “What do you want? Why did you come here?”

They opened their mouth to respond- and stopped. They had come here to threaten Hero. 

“I want you to stop being a vigilante,” Villain said. “Or else I’ll tell everyone.”

“Absolutely not,” Hero said. “No. You can’t stop me.”

“I just told you that I’m threatening you! I’ll tell everyone about you!”

Someone called Hero’s name from downstairs, and they shouted, “Just a minute, start without me!”

They turned back to Villain. “Look. This is a really bad time, is there any way we could postpone this until tonight?”

Villain sighed. As much as they wanted to do what they came to do- threaten Hero, whatever the hell that meant- they also had the information they needed. “Usual place?” they said. “If you don’t show up, I’ll come here.”

Hero glared. “You wouldn’t dare.”

“Or your school. During class. I’ll dress up as your mom.”

“So this is what it feels like to want to murder someone.”

“Go back to the party, I think they’re about to sing happy birthday,” Villain said. 

Hero groaned. “Kill me now.”

“Maybe later,” Villain replied, and pushed Hero towards the door lightly. “Have fun!” they said in a sing-song voice, and climbed out of Hero’s window.

That could have gone a lot better.

It also could have gone a lot worse. 

Thanks so much for the tag @creweemmaeec11 <3

Tagging- @kaiwewi @amethysts-sideblog @villain-enthusiast-personal @nightfrostshadow @larinzz

Tagged by @cantteachanoldguardnewquotes

This Picrew

tagging @aquarelle-sirene @whoopsalittlewhumpy @bluefall23 @legallylibra and anyone else that wants to!

I wish falling in love was as easy as falling for your fics I SWEAR-

Hello! Can you please do something with a female hero and a female villain who are dating but pretend to be enemies around everyone else please? Thank you!

yes of course!  sorry this is a bit short

“Sierra!!  Stop fucking around!”

Sierra sighed.  Did she want to fight Quinn? Of course not.  Was her boss currently giving her a death stare because she hadn’t hit Quinn yet?  Maybe.

Sierra and Quinn had a very.. complicated relationship.  Sierra was a superhero, and Quinn was a villain.  They first met when Quinn was hijacking a bank, and Sierra had been sent to stop her.  Sierra remembered the first thing she thought was ‘Wow. She’s beautiful’.  A grave injury and a blurted-out confession later, the two of them were happily dating.

But, no one knew about their relationship.  That was how Sierra found herself on the battlefield, being yelled at by her superior for going easy on a villain, aka her girlfriend.  She sighed, moving closer to Quinn.  “Quinn..” Sierra hissed, eyebrows raised.  Quinn’s eyes widened in comprehension.  The next thing she knew, her girlfriend was writhing on the ground, moaning in pain.

Sierra tried her best to hold back a laugh at Quinn’s horrible acting.  Quinn caught her eye and winked, causing Sierra to let out an undignified snort.  Her boss looked over at her, confusion evident on her face.  Sierra made sure her body was shielding Quinn’s before kissing her gently.  Quinn stiffened at first, but eventually relaxed and grabbed Sierra’s hand.  The kiss was far too short, in Sierra’s opinion, but there was nothing they could do about that.  Sierra was cursing all the gods above as she pulled away- her stupid boss would start wondering what was taking her so long.  Quinn looked up at her quizzically, and she felt guilt course through her chest.  “I’m sorry about this,” she whispered, caressing Quinn’s face.

“It’s okay baby,” Quinn replied.  “Just hit me,” she said, gesturing to herself.

Sierra knocked her in the jaw, a sick feeling churning in her stomach as she watched Quinn crumple to the ground.  

This series is just adorable!

The Gift of Panic Pt 5

A part 5 for @literally-just-kirby and everyone else who requested more of this snippet! Let me know if you want another continuation! ***Please note, writing will slow down for me now sense school has started! Thank you for understanding!*** First part Second part Third part Fourth part

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As the hero made their way into the jail, they could immediately tell all the guards were tense and on edge. They, however, were excited, because today was the day the villain was getting released! 

They scanned their pass and made their way in, nodding to the different guards. Soon enough, they opened the door into the villain’s special cell area. 

“Good morning!” The hero called happily as they entered, seeing the villain packing their things into a cardboard box. 

“Morning,” The villain replied, not glancing up as they put the final item in and closed the box.

“Are you ready to go? The guards said they had been waiting on me,” The hero said, failing to hide the excitement in their voice. 

The villain looked up at them, a small smirk creeping on their face as their eyes gleamed for a second, “Someones, excited…” They mused as they stood up. 

“Well, obviously! You get out today! Aren’t you excited?!" 

The villain gave them a lopsided look, tilting their head, "I’m not sure excited is the correct word, but sure. I’ve a sneaking suspicion you’re more excited to see me get out of here, though, considering you’re standing next to the forcefield switch, yet haven’t touched it,”

The hero sputtered, blushing. “No! That’s not-, well," 

The villain just raised an eyebrow, the corner of their lips curling in cool amusement.

"I’m… interested,” the hero defended, crossing their arms with a huff. 

The villain snorted a laugh at that, rolling their eyes fondly, “Very well, stand back," 

The hero did as they were told, taking a step back. They watched the villain intently as the other simply looked around at the bars in front of them. 

"S'almost a pitty to destroy a place a called home for so long, but alas,” suddenly the villains lit up, shining and almost glowing un-naturally brightly, “All good things must come to an end," 

With that, they gave one quick, small, swift flick of their wrist, and the ear-piercing sound of metal bending, snapping and breaking echoed off the walls. The hero’s hands flew up to cover their ears as the metallic explosion sound erupted forth. The hero saw the bars of the jail twisting and cracking angrily as the villain watched, completely relaxed, an almost smile ghosting their lips. 

They seemed to get bored of torturing the bars quickly, though, and snapped their fingers. 

At least, that’s what the hero assumed they did, based on what they saw, but the sound of the snap was drowned out, quickly followed by the visual as the bars exploded. Chunks and shards of metal were thrown everywhere, being thrown back by the forcefield. 

The hero yelped, unsure how the villain could be anything but ribbons inside the tornado of metal shrapnel. But soon, the dust faded, and the villain remained, standing in the same spot, completely unaffected or even phased. 

The only thing that remained of the metal bars were the occasional jagged spike where they had connected to the roof or ceiling. 

"Holy crap,” the hero muttered.

“Now,” the villain continued conversationally as the stepped over what was left of the bars and up the green forcefield, “the easiest way to deal with this, would be to do this," 

They extended their hand toward the switch on the wall, and made an upwards flicking motion. The hero watched as the switch flicked, and the forcefield shut off.

"However, that wouldn’t be nearly as fun as doing this," 

They turned it back on and stepped forward, hovering their flat palm millimetres away from the forcefield, closing their eyes. For a second, nothing happened, until suddenly, the forcefield began shaking. Then, like a bomb going off, a surge of electricity erupted from the villain’s hand and collided with the forcefield, and an explosion went off in the other room. They had blown the generator. 

"What… the…” the hero muttered, completely stunned as they looked around the room. 

The villain turned around and went to pick up their box, before making their way over to the hero, holding it in their arms. Their face wore a very self-satisfied smirk, assumedly from the look on the hero’s face as they approached. 

“It was also very stupid to put me on the ground floor,” the villain mused as they stood next to the hero, turning towards the outer wall. 

“Why?" 

"Considering this," 

They gestured at the wall, and just like that, a huge circle of concrete and steel wall tore out, getting thrown forward until it crashed down, skidding across the grass in front of the prison and nearly taking a guard out in the process. 

"Are you coming?” The villain teased. The hero shook their head, realizing they had been frozen, just staring while the villain had walked all the way out onto the grass. They ran to catch up to them. 

“What- I- HOLY CRAP!” they yelped, throwing their hands into the air, “What the hell was all that!? How did nobody know!?! What-” they shook their head, trying to clear their thoughts, “I still don’t understand, what is your power? There’s no way that’s just plain telekinesis!" 

The villain chuckled, "Not quite, but, what fun would it be if I just tell you?” they asked as they came to a stop next to the road, turning to face the hero, “Wouldn’t it be much more fun for you to try and figure it out?" 

"What!?” The hero erupted, “You’re not gunna tell me!?" 

The villain let out a startled, amused and almost happy laugh. The hero looked so disappointed and almost betrayed. 

"I’ll give you a hint,” the villain said, a sly, amused smirk on their face, “I don’t just have one power; I have two. And they are a very deadly combination," 

Just then, a black limo pulled up beside them, and the trunk popped open. The villain made their way around, putting the box into the trunk as the hero stood frozen, brain struggling to catch up. 

"Here,” the villain said as they walked back over to the hero, handing them a folded up page from their sketchbook.

“What’s this?" 

"My number doofus,” the villain replied in a joking, yet fond tone, “I did promise we could stay in contact. 

"Oh, right, of course!” the hero replied, taking the paper in their hand as the villain opened the limo door. 

“See you later,” the villain said before slipping into the vehicle. The hero could only wave as the limo drove off, still processing everything that just happened. 

They opened the paper in their hand, and nearly dropped it in surprise. There, on the page, was a phone number, just like the villain had said. They never mentioned the perfect drawing of the hero when they were playing battleship right above it!

The hero felt themselves blush as they pulled out their phone, adding the contact ‘Villain <3’ to it. When they got home, they put the drawing up on their fridge.

This is super interesting ^^

You feel the emotions of anyone you touch. Today, you accidentally brushed hands with the charismatic barista when they handed you your coffee. You’re now the most scared you’ve ever been throughout your entire life.

I've always wanted to try and make a yandere character and this is what I came up with. Thank you so much for the tag @villain-enthusiast-personal , sorry for taking so long to do this^^

Tagging @kaiwewi @sunflower1000 @larinzz @amethysts-sideblog and anybody else who wants to join (sorry, it's nighttime and I just spent all my energy on this lol)

Picrew chain I guess

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I’ll tag @pun-pkindude @heylookitsacat @ethanya and @ anyone who wants to idk who else to tag

You've stolen my heart, seriously

Hello! May you write a snippet with an irresistible villain seducing and flirting with a flustered hero, and the villain enjoys it? Please and thank you! :)

The sky was especially blue, Hero thought, watching the reflection of the clouds drift across their sword, stars twinkling in the background. 

A branch snapped behind them, and they spun, sword up. “Villain,” they snarled, pulling another knife out.

“You’re certainly prepared for me,” Villain said, a playful smile on their face. “What makes you think I came here to fight?”

“Why else would you be here?” Hero took a step forward, bringing the sword to Villain’s chest. 

“I couldn’t resist coming to see my favorite Hero,” Villain said, “especially when you make every visit so… exciting.”

Hero frowned, and took another step forward, forcing Villain back a step. “What’s your plan? What are you going to do?”

“You’re very forward,” Villain said, “but I think a better question would be what do I want to do?” They brought their arm up, somehow holding a sword that Hero hadn’t noticed, and knocked Hero’s blade to the side. 

Hero let out a gasp and swung their sword back up, but Villain was already too close, their sword an inch from Hero’s throat. 

“Aren’t you going to ask me?” Villain said, a hint of a dare in their grin. 

“Why would I play your idiotic games?”

“I think you’ll find I’m very good at playing games,” Villain said. “Among other things.”

A blush started working it’s way up Hero’s neck, cheeks hot. They stumbled backward, trying not to trip over sticks and bushes. “I…” they couldn’t come up with a response, not even an insult. 

Villain smiled, twirling their sword. “You’re not very used to this, are you?” 

Hero scowled. “I’m a little busy saving the city from people like you, if you hadn’t noticed. What’s it to you?”

Villain shrugged. “Would you like someone to teach you? I’d be happy to oblige.”

“No!” Hero shouted. They held their sword higher, indignant now. “I don’t know what your plan is, but if you think this little distraction is going to work-”

“Oh, so you think I’m distracting?”

Hero knew they were bright red, their ears unbearably hot against the cold air. “No- no that’s not what I said-”

“Of course,” Villain replied, taking another step forward. “You’d never, ever think anything of the sort, you’re much too proper.”

For some reason, Hero blushed even harder.

“Unless that’s wrong,” Villain said, stepping even closer. Their swords were both forgotten at their sides now, Villain standing close enough to reach out and grab Hero if they wanted.

A shiver ran down Hero. They reached out behind them, unable to take their eyes off Villain, fingers brushing a tree.

“Cold?” Villain asked. “I have an extra sweater.”

“I’m not cold,” Hero said, “so get away from me and leave me alone! I have-”

Villain had reached out, capturing a strand of Hero’s hair. 

Hero remembered that they had a sword, and started to bring it up.

Villain grabbed their wrist, twisting it back so that they dropped their sword, then pushed Hero into the tree behind them.

“You’re quite a lot of fun, Hero,” Villain said, one hand on Hero’s wrist between them and their sword resting on Hero’s collarbone. “but I don’t tolerate lies.”

“I never lied!” Hero protested, trying to push Villain away.

Villain shifted the sword, bringing it up to Hero’s throat, stopping Hero’s fighting altogether. “That’s better,” they said, releasing Hero’s wrist. 

Hero glared up at Villain. “I don’t know what your plan here is, but it isn’t working.”

“What did I say about lying?” 

“I wasn’t-” Hero stopped, suddenly, staring at Villain’s lips. “I…” 

Villain leaned closer, just barely brushing their lips against Hero’s. “What was that?” they murmured against Hero’s mouth.

For a moment, Hero almost sighed, leaning into the slight kiss. Then they jerked back, pushing Villain away. “No! You’re not going to confuse me.” 

“I won’t do anything you don’t ask me to do,” Villain said. 

“Like crime?” 

“Depends on how nicely you ask me not to do it.” Villain looked Hero up and down. “I can think of a few ways you could distract me from doing crime.”

Hero blushed. 

“After all,” Villain continued, “I’d be busy doing... other things.” They winked at Hero. 

Hero moved away from the tree, trying to get their sword back from where they’d dropped it. “I, um- that wouldn’t happen,” they said. Why was Villain so damn smug all the time?!

“Maybe not today, then,” Villain said, and kicked Hero’s sword up and into their hand. “I have what I came for after all-” they looked back at hero “-unless you’d like to join me? I’d love to give you some private lessons.”

Hero sucked in a breath, suddenly imagining exactly what a “private lesson” with Villain would look like. 

Then they remembered that Villain was supposed to be their enemy. “Give me my sword,” they said.

“The sword comes with me- if you want it, you have to come with me too.”

Hero definitely wasn’t considering going with them.

“Are you going to kill me if I do?” they asked. 

Villain smiled, holding out their hand for Hero to take. “I don’t mix my work with my private life- it’ll be you and me.”

Hero could worry about getting their sword back later.

Happy New Year everyone!