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“Don’t die.”
The sidekick’s hands pressed into the hero’s wound, and the hero blinked dizzily.
“What?”
“I said, don’t die.”
“I’m sorry, wait, who are you?”
The sidekick’s gaze had an intensity the hero didn’t know existed. Then, they grinned, and it was like sunshine.
“Your new sidekick. And I can’t be your sidekick if you have the audacity to die on my very first day, so don’t die.”
The hero blinked once more.
“Nice to meet you?”
“I’ll say nice to meet you when you stop bleeding out.”
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“Don’t die,” the sidekick reminded the hero, half laughing, half serious.
The hero rolled their eyes with affection.
“Have I ever?”
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“Don’t die.”
The hero glanced up.
“Relax, it’s just a graze. No bullet holes, see?”
They held their arms away from their body, twisting to show the lack of harm.
The sidekick sighed with something close to relief.
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“Don’t-“
“Die, yes, I know,” the hero finished. The sidekick’s eyes narrowed.
The hero’s heart twisted.
“I won’t, I promise.”
The sidekick nodded, once.
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“Don’t die.”
The hero sneezed, eyes bleary.
“It’s just a cold.”
“Yeah, and people die from those.”
The hero laughed, voice nasally.
“The agency would be thrilled to have cause of death ‘common cold’ written in my file, I’m sure of it.”
The sidekick threw a pillow at them, and brought them soup.
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“Be careful, okay?”
The hero snapped their head up.
The sidekick blinked at the sudden movement, mouth still half open.
“What?”
The sidekick cleared their throat.
“I said be careful,” they gestured awkwardly with one hand. “It’s Supervillain. They don’t pull punches.”
The hero’s mouth was dry.
“Right. Yes.”
They strapped their last piece of gear on, and turned to leave.
“Oh, and hero,” the sidekick tried for nonchalance, smiling slightly. “Don’t die.”
The hero smiled back.
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“You idiot,” the hero hissed, hands frantic. They didn’t know where to press, which wound to try and stop first. The sidekick coughed weakly.
“I had it handled,” the hero’s voice broke.
The sidekick managed a pained wheeze that might have been a laugh.
“Mhm. Yeah.”
“It’s Supervillain, why—“ the hero tipped their head upwards, tears slipping from their eyes.
The sidekick whimpered, slightly. “You could have gotten hurt.”
The hero pressed their hands onto the chest wound.
“And you getting hurt is okay?”
The sidekick didn’t answer. When the hero looked up, their eyes were closed.
“Hey, no no nonono don’t do this to me, sidekick, hey,” the hero scrambled, fingers slick with blood, heart pounding. “Don’t die.”
A curse, an oath, a command, a prayer.
Don’t die.
The sidekick, just barely, smiled, tugging the hero down to whisper into their ear. Just two words. The two words.
The hero sobbed, shaking their head, pushing back to find a pulse—
And found the silence of a waiting grave.
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“Don’t die,” the hero said to themselves quietly, pressing a piece of gauze to their side.
The medic watched them intently, eyes soft, but didn’t say anything.
They knew. The whole goddamn base knew.
And that was the only thing that would come out of the hero’s mouth.
“Don’t. Die.”
The medic’s mouth pressed into a thin line, eyes watering, and they vanished out the door.
The hero realized, then, that their cheeks were wet.
Two words.
An oath. A prayer. A command.
“Don’t die,” They whispered, and for a moment, just a moment, they could pretend it was sidekick saying it.
The very first words they had said to the hero.
And their very last ones, too, pained hushed whispers in the hero’s ear, a final breath.
“Don’t die.”
The hero started sobbing, then.
And they didn’t stop.
Don’t.
Die
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Whump Prompt 295
“Please, Hero. It wasn’t my idea! I never even wanted to do it in the first place!”
“But you did,” Hero glowered as they approached Villain, backing them into a corner.
“Please, I didn’t want to...” Villain whimpered. “It was Supervillain, I swear! I tried to tell them, I told them it was a bad idea! It was too much! Sidekick was never supposed to—”
“Don’t!” Hero grabbed Villain’s throat and pinned them against the wall. Villain clawed for air, trying to pull their iron grip away in vain.
“You don’t get to say their name! You don’t get to pretend like you’re the innocent one here!” They lifted Villain up against the wall, indifferent to their legs kicking and the pained choking groans they made.
“Sidekick is fighting for their life because of you. They... They could die because of you!”
“P—Please... H—Hero...”
“I won’t kill you, Villain. Not yet. First, you going to know exactly how much Sidekick is suffering because of you. And you better hope to the ends of the earth that they wake up.”
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Villain stumbled forward. “No—oh god, no.” Their blood turned to ice, horror spearing through them. Anything but this.
Hero dragged Villain’s sidekick behind them, a finger hooked through the protégé’s metal collar— a suppressor for their abilities, but tightened to the point of bruising. Hero kicked Villain’s sidekick into the ground, nodding to Villain. “Found them a few weeks ago. Lost and drunk and hating the world.”
Villain took a shaking step forward, eyes on the pile of trembling clothes that was Sidekick.
“A pity that someone so young is already trying to destroy the world.”
“Sidekick?” Villain whispered.
No answer.
Then. “What did you do to them?” It came out as a snarl.
Hero grabbed Sidekick’s jaw, forcing them to look up. They turned their face towards Villain, allowing Villain a good look at the bruises. At the black eye. At the open gash that ran across their forehead. At the sharp cut that sliced from lip to chin. Smaller knife-cuts down their throat.
Sidekick sobbed, closing their eyes. They mouthed, I’m sorry. Again and again. I’m sorry i’m sorry i’m sorry—
Hero smiled. “I re-educated them.”
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prompt #101
The villain’s fingers closed around the sidekick’s throat, digging so hard into the skin, it was already blooming with red marks. They gasped, choking and grappling uselessly at their wrist, but nothing was working. The hero shakily lifted themselves onto their knees, tongue spitting out words before they could stop themselves.
“Stop!” They blurted, their voice shaking. The sidekick’s eyes were wide with terror. “Stop it, just–just let them go. Let go of them. I’ll give you whatever you want.”
The villain calmly turned their head towards them. The sidekick squeaked when their grip tightened in a cruel, almost mocking gesture. “And what would that be?”
The hero released a shuddering breath. Their pleading eyes met the villain’s, relaxed and unbothered. Their lips quivered.
“Me?” They breathed.
With the way the villain’s lip twitched into a knowing smirk, the hero knew they had given the right answer.
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I'm a sick, twisted liar. Upon realizing that I am indeed poor and out of time, I'm doing Scarlet Witch
I think I'll do loki at the con 🙏 thank u guys
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@ EVERY ARTIST EDITOR AND WRITER OF THIS COMMUNITY KEEP GOING WE ARE AMAZING YOU ARE AMAZING
the art made in this fandom keeps it afloat and it’s so lovely to see everyone’s different creations. it is easy to get discouraged but there will always be someone out there (me) enjoying each and every one of your artworks. LOVE YOU GUYS
💌 @ artists @ writers @ editors @ creators :)))))
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I think I'll do loki at the con 🙏 thank u guys
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