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Defeat 💔

Part 1

As villain walked down the alleyway their eyes land on a body as they approached them,they realised it was hero,s body

Bloody and beaten all over, villain kneeled by hero,s side and checked for a pulse

Villain feels a weak pulse , villain sighs they pick up hero and walk home

Ones villain got back home they laid hero down on the floor and put a pillow underneath there head

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Hello this is my first writing so be kind and is you have any tips feel free to tell me ❤️

Mia d

#hero x villain prompts #villain #super hero #writing prompt

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Impaled

Summary: You’ve been pining after Bucky for months. A compromising situation during a mission brings you a lot closer to him than you expected.

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x reader

Word Count: 3,394

A/N: I know the title implies it, but this isn’t dirty or smutty I promise xD However, tw: mentions of blood, violence and injuries.

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You often considered yourself a very pathetic person. Weak, almost. There was a very legitimate reason why. And that reason was standing right behind you. 

You deliberately kept your eyes on your bowl, watching your cereal get soggy and inedible as you moved your spoon around in it. Your stomach was in knots, so you weren’t surprised that you couldn’t eat. Despite keeping your eyes on your breakfast, your ears were focused on one voice only. The soft, slow drawl of Bucky’s voice made your heart speed up, and also deprived you of your ability to eat.

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The Needle

The villian flicked the end of the syringe and I shuddered.

“Which arm?”

I held out my left, being sure to keep my fist clenched so they could not see the sweat in my palm and the way I trembled.  The villain took hold of my arm and turned it, revealing the pale, veined flesh of my inner forearm.  My skin shrank away from their touch.  They held the needle poised over a single streak of blue and leaned in.

“WAIT!” I said, louder than I had intended. “Can I set my arm down here, on the desk?”

The villain looked at me curiously.

“Are you afraid of needles?”

“Yes,” I said, as steadily as I could. “And I don’t want to flinch or pull away.”

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Haircut

With a final stroke of the scissors, Hero’s beautiful, long hair was reduced to shaggy stubble which covered their head like a cut field.  Hero whimpered very softly, pressing their knuckles to their eyes in a vain attempt to hide their face.

“None of that, now.” Villain said gently, drawing Hero’s hands away. “You’ve hidden behind that beautiful curtain for a long time, haven’t you?”

Hero nodded, flinching away a little from Villain’s touch.  Villain ran a light finger under Hero’s chin and tilted it upwards, gazing into their flickering eyes.

“I believe I would not be remiss in saying that you have hidden a great deal from the world, behind a great many things.”

Villains nails dug into Hero’s skin and their eyes hardened.

“Let’s have it out now.”

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Hey, sis! 😊 I’m new to the whole request thing, but I have one for you if that’s ok. Can you do an imagine with Remy? I have the mother of all tension headaches today and nobody to massage my neck/head, and I think he’d be a wonderful distraction! 😛

A/N: Hope you like it sis! ^^

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Braids

Pairing: Loki x reader

Summary: Or the one in which Loki braids Y/n’s hair.

Warnings: none

A/N: I dunno where this comes from but here it is, bear with me ;)

Sitting in front of the sofa, legs folded, Y/n kept her eyes closed and her body relaxed. She was in bliss as the sun filtering from the open windows warmed her skin.

She sighed when long, slender fingers tugged lightly at her hair. They were tender, twisting her strands in every direction and massaging her scalp exactly how she liked.

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Last updated: 10/6/2020

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Touch It Softly

summary: When you invite Din to play with your hair, you both get a little more than lost in the moment.

pairing: din djarin (the mandalorian) x gn!reader (with long-ish hair)

warnings: a little bit of ~spice~ (lots of kissing), loads of fluff, honestly just din being soft as h*ck

rating: T

word count: 4.658k

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This will never not be funny

Original Video: https://youtu.be/ODfCSW2CdJM

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the swan - chp.5: who is she?

nurse, friend, lover, assassin. these are the titles you were known under in his head, something he never wished to share until rumours spread of the swan being out of retirement. 

overview / chapter one / chapter two / chapter three / chapter four / chapter five / chapter six / chapter seven / chapter eight / chapter nine / chapter ten / chapter eleven /  chapter twelve (final chapter)

* writing in italics is past tense *

- collection of writing so far -

Everyone sits down as Tony lets out a heavy sigh, all ready to tell the team about their latest mission concerning his least favourite person in the compound.

“You all know about the Swan by now,” Tony states as he looks around the room as everyone shares glances whilst Steve remains quiet. “or have at least heard of the rumours that they’re back.”

No one is quite sure how long the Swan has been around. Some speculate fifty years, some say ten. It’s unknown whether it’s an organisation or an individual. But whatever they are, they’re dangerous and refuse to stop until they have what they want. In all of their known cases, they’ve never failed.

“The stunt on the bridge was them, right?” Rhodey asks as Tony nods, flicking the screen to show a series of pictures and videos that overlap showing what wasn’t seen by the public.

Steve winces silently at the images; the close-ups of the blood oozing from the bodies and the terror immortalised in their expressions.

“Yeah, and we know now there’s a pattern, hence why Barnes isn’t here,” Tony states as he turns his head, looking straight to Steve who tenses. “because,” Letting out a dramatic sigh Tony reveals a series of pictures from the course of the past twenty years all similar scenes left behind by the Swan. “they want him.” 

Pictures of dead HYDRA agents appear on the screen, each left with a message for another person in the organisation. “So the Swan is killing off HYDRA?” Natasha asks as she leans forward, analysing the pictures as Tony nods. 

“But Bucky never wanted to be apart of HYDRA, he was brainwashed.” Steve comments and Tony sighs. “Are they killing off everyone to do with HYDRA or just those in power?” 

Tony pauses the screen as various pictures of HYDRA agents, operators and directors lay displayed, all marked deceased. “Anyone and everyone. They’ve gone through families, Royalty, villages and children. They don’t give up.” The sentence remains heavy in the air as Steve shifts in his seat. “But we have an identity, it’s a start.” 

“Probably should’ve led with that one,” Sam mutters as he glances over to Steve who keeps a straight face as the news report replays from earlier. 

Everyone watches closely, but as Tony turns to face everyone with blank expressions he lets out a harsh sigh. “Zoom in again for me FRIDAY?” He asks and everyone watches the bottom left-hand corner of the screen, a person in a hood who turns their face up. “And focus on that?” 

Leaning forward Steve crosses his arms. “You’ve gotta be shitting me.” He mutters under his breath, unheard by everyone else in the room as the girl in the file, the one who he had just read about who died because of Bucky was the Swan. 

“We don’t know anything else yet, but we know she’s involved and is most likely our Swan.” Tony continues to talk, but Steve zones out as his mind races back to everything he just read in that file. 

All of the torture you went through, the reason you’re supposedly dead is because of HYDRA and Bucky. You’re alive and Bucky has no idea. 

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“wow, she’s gorgeous.” Simon breathed.

“people say that she’s actually met an Angel.” Isabelle whispered.

they all just stared. 

“dibs.” Jace said finally.

“you can’t just call dibs.” Simon rolled his eyes.

“yes, i can.”

“no you can’t.”

“well i just did.”

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Thranduil x Child!Human!Reader

Thranduil x Blind!Child!Human!Reader

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Summary: Your village is attacked by orcs making you run into the woods. There, you find the elven King which swear to protect you for anything that there to touch you

Warnings: ANGST!!!!

Words: 2k

A/n: Well, I thought of doing this has a one-shot but I maybe do a part 2 of this.

Your tiny legs ran faster as they could, taking you away from the awful screams and smell of burning corpses and blood. Tears run down your chubby face, leaving a trail of wetness.

Your village was attacked by a large group of orcs, who raided and killed everyone in the village. Your mother could take you to the mouth of the dense forest, saying for you to run forward and follow the tall trees.  

“Go, my child! Never look back! The elves from the forest will help you…Mommy loves you…” she said while rubbing her bloody hand on your cheek, looking to your pearl white eyes.

You’re blind since you were born. It’s was a hard life for a blind child but your mother did all she could do to make you happy, always playing with you when none of the other children did, making you smile when they made fun of you.  

“M..Mommy! I’m s..scared!” you said, trying to figure out where was her face. You hear her coughing and feel some warm liquid in your face, making more tears run down from your pearly white eyes. “Mommy…?” you whimper.

You hear her taking a deep breath and her knees falling down on the cold humid ground. “It’s okay, my sweet child…Remember! You are perfect the way you are” she whispers with a weak voice, putting a cold chain on your hand which you squeeze it hard with your tiny hands. “Now GO!” with that she pushed you forward, making run fast as your small legs could go with tears soaking your face.

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The elven King was riding calmly on his elf in his forest, along with a small group of guards. A small smile forms on his sharp face, feeling the warm sunlight hitting his pale skin. It’s been four months since the One Ring was destroyed, bringing finally peace to Middle-Earth. Greenwood finally began to heal from wounds that the darkness did and a beautiful new life started to grow. With this, King Thranduil was truly happy, delighted to see his forest and people to rise and be at peace but it was still dangerous to walk freely in Middle-Earth. There were still groups of orcs and goblins roaming freely in those lands and with that Thranduil have to patrol his forest constantly, to make sure everyone it’s safe.

“Ada! Everything it’s okay on the east borders.” the sound of his son’s voice made his smile bigger. After Aragorn’s coronation, Legolas had come to Greenwood to help his father to heal the forest.

“That’s good to hear, Ion nin,” Thranduil said with soft voice, turning his head to Legolas. “Come! Let’s rest for a bit,” he said while dismounting his elk, letting a guard take hold of the reins.

Nodding, Legolas follows his father to the middle of the clearing. They sat in the tall soft grass, letting the warm sunlight bathe them. A soft smile spreads on Legolas’s face as he hears the gentle song of the birds and trees. Closing his eyes, he lies down on the soft grass, sighing in content.  

“It’s good to have you back, Ion nin…I’ve missed you dearly.” Thranduil’s voice broke through the warm air.  

Legolas open his eyes and look to his father, seeing his ice blue eyes full of love and warmth. Smiling gently, Legolas nods and grabs his father’s hand, squeezing gently.  

“I’m glad to be back, Ada…I also-” Legolas was cut by the sound of shaking bushes, making them shot up from their seats.  

The guards walk forward and grabbed their weapons, ready to protect their King and Prince. The sound becomes louder and a small whimper sounded through the air, making Thranduil halt his guards. Suddenly a small girl which looked like 4 or 5 years old, fell forward of the bushes, her small figure was quivering from fear and maybe cold.  

At her sight, the elven King rushed to the small child while taking his large robe off. When he got closer to her, the first thing he notices was the dry blood on her pale skin, staining her old brown dress. At the sound of his footsteps, the girl jump, looking in panic at her surroundings. A gasp escapes from Thranduil’s lips when he saw her pearly white eyes, full of tears. She’s blind!

“Shh…It’s okay.” Thranduil’s voice was soft and calm. He put his warm cloak around her small shoulders and rub gently her shivering back. “You’re safe now, Young one.”  

With his soft words, the girl jumps to his arms and wraps her tiny arms around his neck, crying into his strong chest. At this, the elven King picks her up and walks towards his son and the guards. Legolas looks to his father with concern eyes, seeing the small quivering child on his chest.  

“Ada? What happened?” the Prince asked.

“Not sure but we need to get to the Palace! She needs a healer!” with that, Thranduil mounted his elk with the young girl curl into his chest. Legolas and the guards mounted their horses and follow the King quickly.

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After a long night running blindly through the dense woods, hungry, cold and exhausted. You finally had given up but to your luck, someone was there waiting for you. With a soft voice and gentle hands. You don’t know it was the long hard night or the fact that you had lost everything dearly in mere minutes but as you hear the stranger kind voice, your body melted. Feeling safe and warm in his presence.

During the trip, you were out and in. Your energy-giving up. You felt the stranger halt his mount and climbing down with you in his warm arms.  

“Get the healing wing ready and go grab the best healer in the Kingdom!” you hear the stranger yell. The sound of people running around reached to your ears, soft murmurings sounded around you and a light smell of pine and honey hovered in the air.

Where am I? You thought while listening to your surroundings. Suddenly you felt a pair of cold hands grabbing you gently, making you yelp and grip tightly to the stranger’s shirt.  

“Shh…It’s okay. Naudel only wants to see your wounds.” his soft voice made your tiny body relax but still alert. You shook your head and hide your soaked face on his neck, feeling his silky hair brush against your chubby cheeks.

“…No…I w..want my m..mommy…” you whimper, more tears running down your face.

The stranger sigh and you feel him sitting on something, putting you on his lap. “I know, My Little Flower…Would it help if I’m here with you while Naudel sees your wounds? I promise I will not anything hurt you.”  

Nodding slowly, you let the woman examine your cuts. She cleans them and badged them carefully. While the woman did that, the kind stranger tried to distract you. Making funny sounds and stroking gently your chubby cheeks.

After your cuts had been clean and badged, the woman left you and the stranger alone.

“W..Where am I?…And who are you?…” You asked timidly.  

“You are in the Greenwood Kingdom and I’m King Thranduil, Young one,” Thranduil said while putting a piece of y/h/c hair behind your ear. “May I ask your name, little Lady?” you giggle with his last words.  

“I’m Y/n…I’ve never met a King before…” you whisper quietly, playing with his long soft hair. Your tiny hands begin wandering up to his sharp face, trying to see how he looked like. A small gasp fell from your lips when you touch his ears, feeling their ends pointy. “You are an elf?…Woow…” you whisper in awe. You could feel his smile as he sees your shocked face.

“Yes, I am! Well, would you like to eat something?” as Thranduil asks this, your stomach growls loudly, making the elven King laugh. “I suppose that was a yes. C’mon! Let’s get you something to eat.” Thranduil put you on the floor gently and grab you a hand with his massive one, leading you to the kitchen.

When you two arrive at the busy kitchen, you hear Thranduil order for a large plate of food. He sits you on a soft chair and gave you a small cup of water which you drank like there wasn’t tomorrow.  

“What do we have here? Such a beautiful young lady!” you heard a feminine voice beside you. You turn your face to the source of the voice but didn’t see anything which made you cheerless since you couldn’t see the beautiful creature that your mother used to tell you about.  

“This is our new guest! Lady Y/n!” Thranduil said with a proud voice as he introduces you to the other woman.  

“It’s a pleasure to meet you, Lady Y/n! I’m Labriel, the cooker!” she said with cheerful voice, putting a plate in front of you.  

“…Hello…” You said shyly, tucking your chin on your chest, looking down.

You grab the fork and try to aim for the food on the plate but without success. Then you feel a warm hand on yours, grabbing the fork from your tiny hands. “Here. Let me help you.” Thranduil’s voice was calm.  

Opening your mouth, you took pieces of food. The warm food slipped down your throat perfectly, making you hmm in pleasure.  

After eating and thanking Labriel for the food, Thranduil took you to a guest room. He bathes you and helps you get in a nightgown, then he combs your y/h/c and braids it.  

“There! All clean!… Now it’s time for bed.” he picks you up and puts you gently under the warm covers. As you feel the soft mattress under your body, you were out. Sleeping soundly.

—

A tired sigh fell from Thranduil’s lips when he enters in his chambers after putting Y/n to bed. It was strange but he felt a need to protect you like no one. Since his ice blue eyes saw your quivering form in the woods, he knew that he would protect you for the rest of his life…or yours.

A knock sounded on his door, grabbing his attention. “Come in!” he said while taking his crown from his head.

Legolas enter the room with a soft smile on his face. “How is she?” he asks to his father.

“She good. Her wounds weren’t bad…but I think the bigger wound is in her head. She is traumatized.” Thranduil said with a sigh.

“Did she told about what happen to her?” Legolas asked while walking towards the large fireplace, sitting on the comfortable chair.  

“No…but I think it was orcs.” Thranduil’s voice was tired and sorrowful, he sat beside his son and rub his fingers on his eyes. “Tomorrow I will order the guards to patrol the forest to try to see if there are any survivor.” Legolas nod with his father’s words and looked to the blazing flames on the fireplace.

—

“MOMMY!” the sound of your screams woke Thranduil up, making him shot up from his comfortable bed.  

Grabbing his robe, he runs out of his chambers to your room. As he was getting closer to your chambers, he saw your small figure in the middle of the hallway, looking around with a lost face. Large tears run down your face and your braided hair was all messy from the sleep.  

“MOMMY! WHERE ARE YOU?” you whimper loudly.

Wrapping his strong arms around you, Thranduil pulls you to his warm chest, kissing gently your head. “Shhh…You’re safe, Y/n! It’s okay!” he whispers gently to you, making you calm down.

You bury your soaked face on his chest and wrap your arms around him, sobbing into his soft shirt. “I..i’m scared…” you whimper.

Kissing your forehead gently, he picks you up and walks to his chambers. There, he laid you down on his bed with him, covering both of you two with soft blankets.  

“No need to be scare, Y/n,” he said gently while he rocks you to sleep, seeing your pearly white eyes flustering with sleep. “I will always protect you, my little Princess.”  

With that both of you two fell asleep, cuddling into each other.

Hey Guys!! So, i thought to do a cute little one-shot with Thranduil but turn out to be angst af 😂😂 It’s a little bad but if you guys like it, i will do a part 2! Feel free to comment and tell me what you think!!

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