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[avvail]

prompt #64

“I don’t feel so good,” the hero whispers, a thickness lying in their breathy confession. Their trembling fingers dig into the tablecloth, but it’s hardly enough to keep them from wobbling.

Supervillain barely spares them a glance from beyond the table. Through their rapidly blurring vision, the hero can see they’re still eating.

“I know,” the supervillain simply replies, and the hero shakily rises to their feet. They struggle to do so, a horrible vertigo slamming into them. Everything spins.

Their tongue feels like cotton as they attempt to speak.

“This was,” they suck in a trembling breath. Their legs buckle from underneath them as they stagger backwards,” was supposed to be...a diplomatic, um, s’not...”

“Come on, darling,” the supervillain speaks, dabbing a napkin along the corner of their mouth. “You’re going to have to speak clearly, I can hardly understand a word you’re saying. Perhaps you’ve had too much wine.”

The hero sinks down to the floor. They suck in a tight gasp. “You drugged it...”

“Give me a little more credit,” the supervillain purrs, lip curved into a subtle smirk. “I drugged the ice.”

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[automeris-io-moth]

Blood inheritance

When Hero was fifteen, they were still prideful of their family name, star-eyed and a young prodigy awaiting for what was to come, what their last name could provide for them. Hero did only knew how safety and comfort felt like. 

Not much later whispers started to travel the hallways, and those who visited their Parent for business were each time less careful to keep their matters out of earshot, out of sight, and some shadows, when perhaps it was too late for them to wander the house alone, they could spot underneath the closed doors. 

On their nineteenth birthday, Hero cried hunched over the bathroom sink, scrubbing their hands raw, cutting their nails so short it burned for the blood would not leave from underneath them. 

A year later, Hero left. 

And for a while they were comfortable living in their makeshift peace, entering the public eye as a Hero, thinking that, perhaps, enough rights would undo a wrong, living modestly, anonymously and quietly as much as their profession would allow. 

Until Villain unmasked them on national television. 

So there Hero stood, before the throne only an ego as big as their opponent would think of making in the middle of their quarters, with their hands shaking but their chin held high, meeting the other’s eyes, eyes filled with curiosity, with amusement to the situation. Hero was at a clear disadvantage, yet they seemed so determined. 

“You owe me,” Hero spoke first, breaking the silence with a declaration so filled with confidence, they felt it spill through their mouth to never return. 

Villain lifted a brow, leaning forwards in their seat. 

“You may want to change the way you speak to me if you’re lookin to get something out of here,” they answered, voice echoing through the walls of the room “I am already not that eager to help you in any way.”

Hero took a step forward, henchmen lifting their weapons before Villain ordered them to put them down. 

“You ruined everything I've worked for these last couple years. I demand protection,” 

“My protection?” Villain laughed, “Why would I ever…?” 

“Because if I go down, I will make damn sure you go down with me,” Hero answered, spitting out their words, louder that they meant, nothing that they regretted “you have no idea of what you’ve done, and if you think for a moment I won’t take any chance I have to ruin you, you would be wrong.” 

Villain leaned back again, silent for a moment.

They were egocentric, the reach of their power and mind had allowed it, but they were in no way delusional, Hero was a worthy opponent, their skill was undeniable and sometimes, Villain thought, the only thing stopping them from crossing a very clear line was their set of morals and rules, carved in stone. 

Something was up to make them waver. 

Something scared them, more than the mere fact of their identity being out in the open.

“Why do you want protection? You seem pretty capable of taking care of yourself.” 

Hero sighed. 

“I won’t tell you a thing until you swear protection to me.” 

“Not like you’re leaving me any other choice, are you?” they answered with sarcasm “I will only do it after you tell me what this protection is against.” 

“Afraid of whatever it could be?” 

“Just careful.” 

Hero took their mask off, throwing it to the throne. 

“Supervillian has been after me for a while now,” Hero answered “until you took my mask off on national tv I managed to hide pretty well, the Twilight told me they had no idea where I was, but of course, now they know my fake identity, it’s a matter of time until they get to me.” 

“Supervillian?” Villain questioned “they haven’t made an appearance in years, why would I believe they’re following what’s practically a rookie.” 

“Because I’m their child,” 

“Oh.”

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I'm back, exams are over for now and I finally have time to exist outside of uni.

I gonna be working in the requests this week, the parts 2 and all that, thank you for your patience :)

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[writinggoblinslivehere]

Beg Part 1 (Heroes and Villains)

Warnings: violence, threats

“We need your help.” 

Supervillain didn’t move from their place by the window. Didn’t give any indication they’d heard. Hero shifted uneasily on his feet, glancing at Sidekick who looked equally uncomfortable at the silence. She nudged Hero, their unwilling spokesperson. 

“Supervillain? Did you hear—”

“Shhh.” Supervillain held up a finger, hands bound. “Don’t ruin the moment.” 

Silence fell again as the heroing team glanced at each other. They were running out of time. 

Finally, Supervillain smiled. “Do you know how long I’ve waited for this?” They rolled their shoulders, satisfaction radiating from them in waves as the tension in the cell grew. When they looked over their shoulder, there was a wicked and vicious grin on their face as they said, “Say it again.” 

Hero clenched his jaw. “We need your help.” 

“To do what?” Supervillain purred, turning around.

“To stop Villain. She’s out of control.”

“Why can’t you do it?” Supervillain stepped over to their cot and sat down gracefully, despite the various binds and chains on them. Their smile told Hero they knew why. That they wanted to see the heroes beg. That after everything the heroes had done to Supervillain, nothing short of absolute humiliation would work. 

“We aren’t strong enough.” Hero’s face burned, but he put aside his pride to stare Supervillain right in the eye. This had to work. It had to. They were out of options. “We can’t beat her without your help.”

Supervillain crossed one ankle over the other and leaned back as though they had all the leisure in the world. And in this moment, they did. Hero was prepared to give them whatever they wanted in return for their help. 

“Why should I help you?” Their amusement vanished as they tilted their head. “I’m assuming you want me to kill Villain. And I imagine since you’re all so out of your depths that she’s grown stronger, so it’s a possibility she’ll kill me first. So what’s in it for me? And don’t say I’ll get my freedom—we both know you don’t have that much power.”

Hero stood straighter. “I’ve been authorised to offer you library privileges and more freedom in the yard.” 

Supervillain waited, but their eyebrows rose when nothing more was offered. “That’s it? Books and a walk?” They snorted. “Clearly you’re not that desperate.” 

Except they were. “What do you want?” 

They looked Hero up and down. Dread flickered in his chest as the silence dragged. They could ask for anything, and Hero was desperate enough to give it to them. Damn the consequences.

“Beg.” 

Hero’s heart dropped to his toes. “What?” 

“Beg.” Supervillain licked their lips. “Beg me to help you.” 

Hero closed his eyes. He’d expected this, predicted it even, but if humiliating himself was going to save their city, then of course he’d do it. “You’re our only hope,” he whispered. “Plea—”

“On your knees.” 

Beside them Sidekick tensed, but before they could say anything to make the situation worse, Hero did as demanded. The stone floor was cold and hard beneath their knees but they kept their spine straight. “Please, Supervillain. We need your help. Villain’s wiped out half our team and the city is falling. We can’t stop her without your help.” 

The prisoner stayed silent, waiting. 

“People are dying.” He was running out of options. Out of reasons to beg for. “Good people—people who aren’t involved in any of this. Please. Help us.” 

“No.”

Despair sunk into Hero’s bones and his head hung beneath his shoulders. 

I can’t leave here without them. I’ll do whatever it takes to save my city. 

He closed his eyes. “Please,” he whispered. “I’ll do whatever you want, just please help us.” 

“Why?” Supervillain surged forward as far as their chains allowed, their face twisting into a vicious snarl and the heroing team lurched back. “Why should I help you? You’re asking me to kill my best friend! Why in the hell would I ever say yes to that?”

Hero had one last card up his sleeve. I don’t want to use this—no one deserves to find out like this—but if it gets their help, I’ll tell them. 

Supervillain’s lip curled and they faced the window again. “Useless. You come in here begging for my help and you ca—”

“Your wife is dead.”

Supervillain froze, every muscle in their back tensing. Hero could see the denial in every inch of their being. He knew exactly what they were thinking—because it was what he’d felt this morning. It was why he was so desperate to get his worst enemy’s help. 

“Don’t lie to me.”

“I’m not. Not about this.” 

Supervillain’s eyes narrowed. Hatred and malice glinting through their eyelashes as they looked back at their enemies. “Then you’re mistaken. My wife is not dead. I would know.” 

“How?” Sidekick blurted, unable to stop herself even as the air thickened with tension. “You’ve been locked up for seven years. You don’t even get letters. How could you possibly know?” 

Supervillain’s laugh was chilling and mocking. It slithered down the heroes’ necks and into their hearts. “You think because I don’t get mail I don’t know what’s happening? You think because you give me out-of-date newspapers I don’t know how the world is burning? You think because you keep the lights on that I don’t know day from night?” They stepped forward, every step a threat. “I know today is the seventh Monday of the new year, and it’s eleven minutes past midnight. I know Sidekick visited her grandmother yesterday, only to find she’d passed away in her sleep.” 

Sidekick stiffened. 

“Not to mention the strange bottle of pills they found by her bedside.” They tilted their head, the light in their eyes making Hero shiver. “I know what you have for breakfast, what time you get to work, how you sleep at night, what you whisper to your loved ones before bed.”

This was a bad idea. Hero stumbled to his feet. We shouldn’t have come. There’s a reason they’re the most feared person in all of history.

But Supervillain didn’t stop, not in their steps nor their threats. “You can lock me up for eternity and deprive me of all contact with any living being, but that does not change the fact that I know everything. My reach extends farther than your tiny minds can ever conceive. Nothing happens in this world that I do not know about. Nothing moves without my say so. So I would know if my wife was dead.” Their cold eyes landed on Hero and a shiver trembled along his spine. “Just like I know Superhero’s dead.”

Hero’s heart stopped. No, no. Don’t say that. If you say it, that means it’s true. If you say it, I have to remember how she looked at the bottom of those stairs. “If you had something to do with that, I’ll—?”

“You’ll what?” Supervillain stopped at the edge of their chains. “You’re only just now realising the power I still hold. That was your second mistake.” The chains holding them in position groaned ominously. “Your first was lying about my wife. You won’t survive to make a third.” 

“I wouldn’t lie about this.” Hero’s heart pounded. The malevolent light in Supervillain’s eyes made them want to run away and never look back. “There was a freak storm last night—” 

“Stop it.” 

“—that only struck her apartment building. Not a drop of rain hit anywhere else. Two hundred and seventeen lightning strikes.”

“I said stop!” Supervillain lurched violently against their chains and Hero flinched but didn’t stop. 

“Paramedics and firefighters were called to the scene but they were too late; the entire building was in ruins.” Hero hated that he was the one to tell them this. They might have been enemies, but no one should find out the love of their lives had been murdered. Especially not like this. “Authorities have determined that her apartment was the target, and…” He swallowed. “They found her body this morning. She never stood a chance.” 

“ENOUGH!” Supervillain roared and the very air trembled. 

How are they doing that? Hero stared at the power-dampening collar still around the prisoner’s neck. It had been designed specifically for them when they’d been captured, designed to block their vibration powers completely—so how were they using them now?

The collar’s power light is still on, he reassured himself. Superhero told me they were strong—maybe the collar can only block so much of their power, and this is just the extra stuff. He nodded to himself. That was it. It had to be. No one else had ever broken through those chains and that collar. There was no way they’d break. We’re safe, he thought. We’re safe. Supervillain can’t get out.

Hero blinked and something snapped. In the fraction of a second it took for him to open his eyes again, Supervillain was gone. 

Sidekick screamed. He spun around to see her collapsed on the floor, arching in pain as Supervillain stood over her, their eyes carefully blank. The chains dangled from their wrists, broken and mangled, and the collar was a shattered mess at their feet. Before Hero could reach for his power, for his weapon, anything to fight the now free monster. Sidekick stopped screaming. 

Supervillain glanced at him. “To make noise, the tissues in your throat vibrate at a certain pitch.” They raised their hand, and Sidekick arched in the same motion, silently screaming. “I have a hold on her vocal chords and her spine. If you draw your weapon or attack me in any form, I will vibrate her chords so hard they crack from the pressure.” They stepped over her, like she was a piece of litter on the sidewalk. “If you call for help, or indicate in any way for reinforcements, I will shatter her spine until the shards puncture every organ and the spinal fluid seeps into her lungs and she drowns in silence.” 

They stopped in front of Hero who couldn’t stop trembling. “So keep this in mind when you think about lying to me.” Their pointer finger tilted his head up to an awkward angle. “Where is my wife?”

“I–I wasn’t lying earlier. She really is dead.” Hero squeezed his fists shut, fingernails digging into his skin to draw blood. He used the pain to keep the unadulterated terror at bay. “I saw her body myself.” 

“That’s impossible.” 

Behind them, Sidekicked whimpered, arching further. 

“Please, please,” Hero begged. “I’m telling you the truth. I can take you to the body if that’ll make you believe me.” A memory came to mind that had them scrambling for the piece of paper in their pocket. “I–I have proof! She left a note!” He held out the note Villain had left behind, stapled to the charred body. 

The sight had made him throw up, and the memory was enough to gag. 

Suddenly the tension fled the room and behind them Sidekick whimpered in pain, slumping to the ground. Hero hesitated, watching terrified as the note in Supervillain’s hand crumpled to ash before running to his friend’s side.

“I’ve got you. I’ve got you.” He lifted her head to cradle it in his hands, flinching as she cried out in pain. 

“I’ll do it,” Villain murmured behind them. 

He glanced over his shoulder at the powered criminal and was shocked to see them standing strong. He caught their eye and saw a new fire burning in their depths. 

“I’ll do it,” they repeated, stronger than before. “I’ll kill Villain.” 

Instead of the relief he thought he’d feel, Hero felt nothing but throat crushing fear. Yes, Villain was an unstoppable monster, but he had the feeling that he’d just unleashed something far worse. 

“When your reinforcements arrive, you will instruct them to lower their weapons and accept my help. If any of them try anything against me, I will ensure they—and everyone they love—will drown in their own blood.” Supervillain’s eyes fluttered shut for a moment before they smiled. “Seventy-three little heroes and their busy-bee workers in one building.” Their eyes opened. “It would be a shame for all their blood to be on your hands. Do I make myself clear?”

Hero nodded hastily and watched as Supervillain stepped over the heroing pair. “Good. Now I have a best friend to kill.” 

~~~

She tipped her head back, breathing deeply in the night air. A smile crept onto her face as she tasted that familiar scent once more. 

“Well hello, darling,” Villain purred. “Looks like someone’s finally escaped their cage.” 

She stood up on the edge of the skyscraper roof, looking out over the city she aimed to conquer. She’d waited years and years to taste that scent on the air again, and now finally she could. This was what she was waiting for. The last piece of the puzzle before the city would finally be hers. 

“Death is coming. And I am so looking forward to bathing in your blood.” She chuckled and stepped off the roof. 

A/N: I'm aiming to post something every month, so to keep with that schedule, I am rushing to post again tonight. Hope you enjoy! Let me know what you think!

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[moss-tombstone]

Blurred mirror |part 3|

part 1 part 2

Sunspot woke up just before noon and immediately drank the water Umbra left him next to the couch. At the moment the house's owner was preparing dinner in the kitchen.

"Hi kid, are you feeling better?" he asked, raising his head from a steaming pot. The teen nodded, dropping his legs from the couch to touch the floor with his feet. "Good. I made some food, would you like some?" Now Sunspot shook his head, looking around the place.

"I would like to go home as soon as possible" he murmured, which Umbra could hear thanks to his better hearing. The man scoffed, his shadow on the wall waving just so slightly.

"You are in no shape to go home if you won't go to a doctor," he said, looking back at his guest. "But sure, if you want your injuries to get infected or leave huge scars you can always go" "I know how to take care of myself, thanks" Sunspot growled, standing up quickly, which resulted in him falling onto the ground. Umbra rolled his eyes and helped him to sit again.

"You're definitely not an adult to decide on things like that. If you've decided that you won't go to a doctor you must stay here and let me help you." Umbra growled, pushing him down on the pillows. "Kichiro, don't let him go anywhere" he ordered his dog, which, in response, sat next to the teenager's feet and looked at him with a broad smile on his muzzle.

After a few minutes, the supervillain came from the kitchen with a steaming cup of tea and antibiotics. He stretched out his hand to give the beverage to his patient, which didn't even react, only looking in his vague direction. Only when he nudged his elbow did Sunspot grab the tea and started to slowly drink it. 'Strange' Umbra fell on his armchair.

"I think in about three or four days you will be healed enough to go home" he informed the kid, which nodded, looking blank at the wall in front of him. "Won't your parents be stressed where you are?"

"Uhm, it's common for me to... disappear for a few days." He murmured. 'Must be while he's working as a hero' Umbra concluded, sipping his death brew, made from five shots of espresso and an ungodly amount of sugar. "Wel,l" he clapped his thigh, which made Sunspot jump in fright "I'll do what I can in these few days and drive you to them. But first" he raised his free hand, with three fingers outstretched "How many fingers am I holding up?"

The teenager squinted his eyes, looking at the supervillain. His hand grasped the cup, making it crack a little. "Uhm, I don't have my glasses right now but-" "Cut the bullshit" Umbra growled, suddenly standing up "You don't wear any" he walked up to the little hero, which tried to back away, only to be blocked by the cushions of the couch. "You're almost blind after the toxins you were sprayed with."

Sunspot looked in the vague direction where the man's face was, tears forming in his eyes. He slowly nodded. Umbra cursed under his breath, his shadow suddenly growing. "I'll be back soon, Kichiro, take care of him" after these words, he stormed out of his apartment, leaving the teen alone.

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[bet-on-me-13]

The First Supervillain

So! A Typical "Early Start" AU where the events of The Show happen early in the Timeline. Like, in the 70's or 80's.

Danny never quite managed to fix his Public Perception, and even years into his career people still saw him as the Villain.

Coincidentally Valerie was seen as a Hero because of how often they were seen fighting. Even after they revealed their Identities and got together, they still had the occasional Battle. It was their love language.

His role as the Villain was Cemented when Pariah launched his Second Invasion of Earth after some dumbass accidentally freed him, and Danny took the Blame for it. Instead of being seen as the Hero who battled Pariah and stopped the Invasion, he was seen as the Tyrant to launched the Invasion in the first place, with Red Huntess being the one to defeat him in one final Ultimate Battle.

And honestly? He was fine with that. Now that he was the King of the Ghost Zone, he had the Authority to Regulate the Portal so villains stopped getting through. And that meant that he wasn't needed to stop random Ghost Attacks anymore. He could finally focus on College and his own Life, instead of sacrificing everything to act as the Protector of the Human Realm.

Val continued to be a Hero for a few more years, eventually retiring when it became Clear that the new generation of Heroes could pick up the Slack.

He went to College, got a Job as an Aerospace Engineer, and eventually proposed to Valerie.

About 20 years since his initial Accident, and he was doing great! He had moved into a humble home on the edge of town with his loving wife Val, his beautiful daughter Ellie, and his cute dog Cujo.

Yeah, life was good.

Until the day Danny accidently caused a Mass Crisis.

...

Superman was having some extreme trouble in dealing with his current Opponent. He had just been flying around the City, patrolling as Usual, when all of a sudden he had been attacked by a Flying Mech Suit.

At first he had assumed that Lex was giving it another Go, but he quickly realized that was not the case when the Armor seemed to Phase though solid matter in the middle of the battle. Lex had never made Tech advanced enough to do that on the fly.

This opponent was tough too. Strong enough and Durable enough to go blow for blow with him, and seemingly able to pull Advanced Weaponry from out of nowhere whenever he wanted. As tough as it was to admit, Superman as losing the Battle.

Then, without warning, the battle stopped. His opponent was staring at the space just behind him, with a look of pure dread. He turned around, and his heart stopped.

Floating behind him, staring right past him and directly at the Mech Suit, was the First Villain Phantom.

He looked much the same as when he had last been seen, although he was definitely Older. He had snow white hair, and glowing green eyes that seemed to stare right past him and into his very soul. He was wearing what seemed to be a costume of sorts, with an all black suit, white gloves, and white boots. Over his Shoulders sat a Cloak made of Stars, and above his head sat a Crown made of an Icy Blue Fire.

The Mech tried for a greeting, "Er- Hello t-Lord Phantom. How do you d-"

"Skulker."

"Y-yes?"

"What are you doing here? I thought I gave you explicit orders to stay in the Ghost Zone until further notice. You disobeyed me."

"Okay look. I got excited, that's my fault. It's just, I got anxious waiting. Can you really blame me? I've been waiting 20 years to take another Crack at the Human World, what's it matter if I left a few weeks Early?"

"I told you. You were supposed to wait exactly 20 Years, and you left Early. This calls for punishment."

"No wait!"

"Let's see how you feel after a few days as Soup."

The Villain pulled out a Thermos, and in a flash of green light, Skulker was gone, and the King was capping the Thermos. He then turned to Superman.

"I apologize for him, he decided to leave ahead of schedule." The King addressed him. "Now, Kryptonian. Rest and tend to your wounds, you will need to be in your best health if you want to continue saving the lives of those people below us."

With a dramatic flare, the King reached up and Tore a hole in Space. Through the Hole, Superman could only see an infinite Green Void, with the sound of screams cheering being heard through the rift.

The King departed through the Tear in Spacetime, and it closed behind him.

Superman tried to collect himself, and activated his League Emergency Comms.

"Attention All Founding Members, and Justice League Dark Members. This is Superman calling for an immediate Emergency Meeting."

He took a deep breath.

"Phantom is Back."

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[whatthehellami]

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[wiingdings]

cat people

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[little-pondhead]

I forgot about this.

The whole reasoning behind the Supervillain Danny AU sketches was that his villain persona was the complete opposite of his normal, sane self and hero persona. Danny plays into the Fenton name really hard, and ramps up the “mad scientist” bit, taking inspiration from both his normal civilian life and his parents, thus using just his last name as a villain.

And then I wanted to add what Sam and Tucker might look like if they joined in on his shenanigans. To keep with the “opposite of their normal life” bit, let’s throw in some ghostly artifacts that help the two keep up with Fenton’s madness.

Sam would get an angel’s halo that helps her form ghostly wings, and she’d play into the good-two shoes angelic look, and then she opens her mouth and verbally assaults you. She pins her bangs back and wears clothes that better fit a celestial aesthetic and uses all the etiquette training her parents taught her. Manson looks like some sort of regal angel and people expect her to be the nicest out of all of them. She’s not. Manson is the sneakiest and most bloodthirsty one, and heroes regularly wonder if she has actually committed murder or not.

Tucker takes inspiration from his time as a pharaoh. He has a metal postiche that enhances his physical ability. (Maybe it gives him dreadlocks too, but I like to think Tucker is just wearing a whole ass wig.) He wears a strange mix of street wear and his pharaoh outfit, and throws his tech-obsessed self out the window. Fenton is the nerdy one here, so now Foley is the muscle. Foley plays up meathead American bully stereotype hard. He delights in throwing hands, and hunts down supers just for the sake of a fun spar. (For him not for the supers.) Foley’s favorite people to fight so far is Killer Croc and Superman. Heroes are concerned about what would happen if Foley fought for real, but then they saw what he did to the Joker “as a joke” and decided not to ask any more questions.

Basically, the trio looked at their civilian lives and picked out what they considered “villainous traits” from the people around them that they then played into as villains themselves. If that makes sense. Sam hates how her parents want a perfect child, so she makes herself look like one. She speaks in backhanded comments and has a snooty attitude, which she learned from other rich people. Tucker is constantly confronted by bullies everyday, and all the rogues that come to Amity are always fighting, so that’s what he decides to mimic. Yeah, he now gets to be the big and strong protector of the group, but all his experience with fighting have been bad ones, and that reflects in his style. And finally, Danny. Why does he take after his parents and play into the family name? Because the Fentons are one of the biggest obstacles and source of anxiety in his life. Danny associates mad scientists to pain and other bad things, so even if all he’s being helpful in a really annoying way as a villain, his parents and the threat of the GIW still influence how he presents himself. Because to Danny, those two things are far more scary than a kid with a pirate ship or a man wearing a bat fursuit.

#pondhead blurbs #danny phantom #dp x dc #danny fenton #sam manson #tucker foley #supervillain danny au #mad scientist danny #god does any of this make sense??? #it’s literally just a sketch #and now I’m coming up with intricate backstory on why they look like that as villains #it just makes the most sense to me #phantom is the ghost hero #Danny is the halfa civilian #Fenton is the human villain #Manson and Foley get powers because Sam and Tucker don’t #i know someone is writing a bit for this but I couldn’t help myself #dear author of that fic #i forget what it’s called #please don’t see this and feel pressured to add my stupid headcanon into your fic #it’s kind of an au of an au I guess #idk I’m gonna go eat breakfast #dpxdc

[the-cypress-grove]

Prompt: 211

"Do I know you?"

"Forgotten me already, darling?"

"Ah. Fuck."

#writeblr community #writing #creative writing #writeblr #writing prompt #writing prompts #prompt #prompts #fantasy prompts #story prompts #hero x supervillain #villain x hero #villain x civilian #heroes and villains #dialogue prompts #dialogue #dialogue prompt #writing dialogue #inspiration #fic inspiration

[charlietheepicwriter7]

We've seen DP and DC be different universes where Danny and Valerie are the only heroes in DP, but there are thousands of heroes in DC. We've seen where DP and DC are in the same universe, and Amity Park just thinks the Justice League are ignoring them.

But what if DP and DC are different universes, BUT Danny and Val aren't the only heroes?

If we treat superheroes as basically cops/military with superpowers, then we can infer what heroes would be like using cop/military statistics. You could even use My Hero Academia society as a basis. Things like "heroes are more interested in protecting private property than serving the public" and "Heroes have high levels of PTSD and physical disability and aren't helped after they retire" are common knowledge in Danny's universe.

And specifically, the one I wanted to make clear for this prompt: In Danny's universe, heroes are highly likely to abuse their family/sidekicks outside the mask.

Suddenly, Danny's in the DC universe. For a low-stakes reason; if he's there because the DP universe imploded or his parents tried to kill him, he'd be too concerned about himself to act on his instincts. No, Danny's there for a vacation and there are so many heroes and kid heroes that he feels sick.

Maybe he catches Batman being rough with his kids, or overhears Superman "belittling" Superboy (Conner). Nevertheless...

Danny ends up thinking that all the Justice League are abusing their sidekicks and families and becomes a villain to save them.

#dc x dp #dp x dc #dpxdc #dcxdp #dc x dp prompt #Danny's trying really hard to help and superheroes in his home dimension are really bad so he thinks the worst #C: danny fenton #c: bruce wanye #c: clark kent #c: connor kent #danny becomes a supervillain in one city after another #discovers that the hero he's menacing isn't abusive #and that the mentee isn't abused #then goes to the next one #occasionally there is an abusive hero #like he calls green arrow out on his bullshit regarding roy #but danny getting the sneaking suspicion that something's weird about the heroes here #all the kid heroes know danny's not a threat because all he does is feed them fudge and ask questions like a social worker

[yandere-writer-momo]

Decided to share a piece I had written in 2019

Yandere Short Stories:

Heroes and Villains

Yandere lesbian supervillain x Afab Reader x Yandere Superhero x Yandere Heroine

  A young woman fidgeted in her seat as she sat in a plush red love seat right outside the CEO’s office. The large black doors intimidating her as she began to sweat. The bunny keychain attached to her black purse jingling every time she shifted in her seat.

     The young reported pulled out a compact mirror from her black purse as she checked her appearance again, making sure not a single hair was out of place to not offend the big bad boss of Domino Electric, the largest electricity company in the nation. The powerhouse of every major city’s power. The young woman had heard rumors that the CEO was a cold woman with a hell of a temper. 

    The young reporter was amazed to have this assignment rather than making a newspaper article on the rise of superheroes and the ever so popular super villainess, Electra.

    Creak. The young reporter’s head snapped up as she quickly composed herself and placed her compact mirror back into her bag. A tall, slender woman stood before her as the assistant gave her a reassuring smile.

    “Miss Spark is ready to speak with you now.” The woman raised a hand to the door with a bow as the young reporter shakily stood up and slowly made her way into the office, the door shutting quickly behind her, trapping her in the den of a lion.

    The young reporter gulped as her (eye color) eyes stared at the figure of a tall, voluptuous woman with long, straight silver hair and a black dress suit on. The businesswoman soon turning around, revealing her beautiful, flawless dark skinned face and violet eyes. The reporter whole face flushed red when they made eye contact. She felt like a tiny rabbit in front of a wolf. Her knees shook as her (eye color) eyes glanced at the CEO’s plump lips and slowly trailing her gaze to the violet silk dress shirt the businesswoman had on under her black dress jacket.

    “Sit down, Miss (last name).” The woman’s voice was cold and firm, the young reporter immediately sitting down as the tall woman sat in front of her. “I believe you have some questions for me?”

     “Ah, y-yes...” the reporter reached into her back, pulling out a notebook and pencil as well as a voice recorder. “I’m so happy for this opportunity, Miss Spark-“

    “You may call me Aria Spark since we are alone together.” The reporter nodded as she opened up the notepad and smiled at the businesswoman. “What is your name?”

    “Oh, my name is (your full name).” (Your name) replies as she turned to the recorded. “Let’s start with the basics shall we?”

   “What made you decide to be a businesswoman?”

    “I lived in poverty as a child and wanted a better life for myself. So I climbed to the top by utilizing my skills.” Aria replied as (your name) smiled at her to continue.

    “And what may those skills be?”

    “I am very good with electrical work.” 

    (Your name) jotted Aria’s answers down as (your name) listened attentively to every word Aria replied to her questions. (Your nams) soon learned a lot about Aria’s childhood such as her old neighborhood being in the ghetto and Aria’ friends and family who either were no longer in her life or still very close. About how it was hard being a lesbian CEO without criticism and hate comments. Aria told (your name) she was bullied a lot throughout high school for being gay. Aria also wanted to become a businesswoman and make it to the top to prove that she wasn’t scared of people’s expectations of her. Aria was a very admirable woman.

    And as the interview came to a close, (Your name) turned off her recorder as the reporter gave Aria another warm smile.

    “Thank you so much for this interview, I will publish this in the magazine soon-“ Aria suddenly leaned forward, placing her hands across her desk to stand in front of (your name), caging the young woman in her chair.

    “You should go out to dinner with me sometime. You’re really cute.” Aria then reached into her pocket and handed (your name) a business card with her name and number on it. “Call me whenever and we can go out.”

    “I-I... Oh um, I think I should go-“

  “You’re such a cute little bottom.” Aria chuckled as her violet eyes stared down at the smaller female through long silver eyelashes. “Makes me want to eat you.”

    “I-I’m leaving! Have a good day!” (Your name) quickly scrambled away, accidentally dropping the bunny keychain as Aria picked it up. The violet eyed woman smiling at the cute rabbit.

    “She’s just like a rabbit.” Aria smirked as she gazed out the door in awe. “And I’m going to have that little rabbit.”

    “Miss Spark, I think you scared her away. I’ve never seen someone run so fast-“ the assistant paused as the businesswoman began to chuckle. “Miss Spark? Are you alright?”

    “She’s perfect. Absolutely perfect.” A spark of lavender electricity surrounded Aria as she smirked.

    “Miss Spark, I don’t know if you know her well enough to-“

    “Maybelle, I want all her records and any other personal information you can find about her. I want the little rabbit girl-“

    The assistant sighed as she bowed to her employer. “Right away, Miss Spark.” .

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    “So how’d the interview go, (Your name)?” A slender  woman with long, black hair asked as (your name) flushes bright red. The Japanese woman had her jacket off, revealing her various tattoos and ever so prominent piercings, such as her prized septum ring.

    “R-really good, Ryoko. It’s just-“

    “Just?”

    “I didn’t think she’d be so attractive!” (Your name) squeaked out loudly as everyone in the break room stared at the two women as (your name) flushes even more red. “S-she was so curvy and had the prettiest eyes I’ve ever seen. And s-she asked me to dinner. Oh god I ran away from her, I-I’m so humiliated.” 

    The pale woman laughed at (your name) as the young reporter comically hid her face in her arms. 

    “Well, Miss Spark is clearly interested in you. Probably because you scream ‘bottom’-“

    “Why does everyone keep saying that!”

   “Because you’re like a cute little rabbit. So timid and shy. Easily flustered, you’re just really cute.” Ryoko told the (hair color) haired girl as Ryoko smiled, showing off her frenulum piercing. (Your name) began to fiddle with her fingers as she pressed them together.

    “Do you think I should give her a call?”

   “Well, do what your heart wants but we should leave, the pig is here.”

    (Your name) turned her head to see the boss of their News media company, Metro Media, Jasper Jones. He was handsome for a man. Tall with a large muscle build, pale blue eyes, short wavy, sandy blonde hair, a chiseled jaw, and he had this tough guy vibe with a scar right across his nose. He was very handsome and he was a very driven man but-

     “(Your name), there you are, I need you to see me in my office about your report.” His low voice rung out through the break room as he had his hands on top of the doorway, flexing his muscles through his white dress shirt as the other women swooned. All except (your name). She wasn’t interested in him that much. She didn’t understand what the other women found so great about him...

    “Y-yes, mister Jones.”

     “You can call me Jasper.” The man chuckled as (your name) tried not to cry at how much the male scared her. He constantly gave her compliments and although they were never stepping over boundaries, it was the way he stared at her. She has never met anyone who stared at her with eyes that felt as if they were undressing her. Jasper’s pale blue eyes gazed at her with such a burning intensity that (your name) felt as if she’d light on fire at any moment.

    “Um, I prefer Mister Jones. I’ll talk to you once I’m done eating-“

    “How about we go eat in my office-“ (Your name) gulped as she stared at her lap as she fidgeted with her hands nervously. She was so close to crying.

    “S-sorry. Maybe another time-“

   “Alright how about we go out tomorrow at the cafe next door to the building? My treat?”

   “Um, okay-

    “Hey, Mister Jones, (your name) is uncomfortable. Could you tone it down?” Ryoko stepped in as she stood between the two, her onyx eyes glowing gold for the briefest of moments as Jasper stood up and took a step back.

    “Oh sorry, I didn’t realize I did. Sorry for not noticing (your name).” The girl merely smiled shyly as she stared at her lap. “I’ll see you in my office later.”

   Jasper then turned to leave, flexing his back muscles as he did so, causing (your name) to look away in disgust.

    “I don’t like that guy hanging so close around you.” Ryoko stared as she went back to her seat, her onyx eyes furrowing in worry as she gazed at (your name). “You need to be more assertive with your no’s. Just tell him that you’re not interested. I know you’re bisexual but seriously, it’s obvious you lean more towards women. Just tell him you’re gay or something. I’m sure he’ll get the hint then.”

    “But I don’t want to make him u-upset. The look in his eyes scares m-me.” Ryoko frowned as she got up from her seat and wrapped her arms around her mousy friend, her body slowly heating up slightly as she glared at the door Jasper walked out of.

     “Don’t worry, I’ll always protect you, (your name).” Ryoko stated as she pulled the (body type) girl close to her lean muscled body. Ryoko would always be there for (your name) because she was (your name)’s best and only friend. Ryoko wouldn’t let anything happen to her little bunny.

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     Jasper tried not to throw his desk across the room but he really wanted to. He has tried everything to make the timid (Your name) love him. He changed his hair style, started working out more, waxing off his unwanted body hair, and even offered her on dates. But Ryoko was in his way. His grip on his desk tightened as it began to frost over with a thin layer of ice. Jasper exhaled as the air in his office slowly began to drop in temperature. 

    To think his own partner in crime was in an intimate relationship with the cute girl drove him up the wall. (Your name) deserves the absolute best and that’s exactly what he would be. (Your name) could not possibly be gay, she was too cute to be!

    (Your name) was the only one to not see him as a piece of meat and didn’t throw herself at him. She didn’t try anything to make him uncomfortable and respected his space and he absolutely loved it. (Your name) was so attentive to everything he talked about and she was so gentle.

    Jasper remembered the time her hand grazed his hand when he dropped his papers in the elevator as she helped him collect all of his belongings. Her hands were so small and soft compared to his, Jasper swore his heart stopped. Jasper wondered if all of her was soft. He wondered if she thought of him the same way he thought of her. Jasper relaxed as the temperature and ice began to slowly dissipate as his fingers touched his lips as he released a sigh as he began to give into his delusions.

    Did (your name) think of his lips touching her skin so lightly that it felt as if a butterfly landed on each spot his lips would touch? Did she think of Jasper laying beside her at night, holding her close as he whispered sweet nothings into her ear? Did (your name) want to ever date him?

     Jasper clutched his chest as he felt his cheeks flush pink. He loved her so much. He still had so much to learn about her.

   A quiet knock brought Jasper out of his musings as he cleared his throat and opened his office door, revealing his favorite reporter, a few of her (hair color) hairs out of place as she had a somewhat frazzled appearance. Did she run up the stairs to see him? Did she really want to see him that badly? Oh she was just so cute. Would she look like that if he made love to her?

    “Oh, you’re here so quickly (Your name)! I was starting to think you weren’t going to come.” Jasper immediately pulled a chair out for her to sit down as he went over to get her a glass of water from the pitcher. 

    “O-oh. I didn’t want to disappoint you. Shall we go over my article I wrote?”

    “Here drink some water, you look rather frazzled.” Jasper handed her the glass as she shyly took it from him, her fingers brushing his as Jasper tried not to make any inappropriate noises.

    “Oh the elevator took too long so I decided to take the stairs. I am so sorry for my appearance-“

    “It’s okay. I’m just happy to see you.” Just like she was happy to see him, or at least Jasper believed so. Why else would she run up the stairs to get to his office? To get her daily cardio? No, to see him, duh.

    “Shall we begin?” Jasper did not listen to a single word she said, his icy blue eyes were too focused on her plump lips and wondering what they’d feel like against his as he pressed her against the wall and-

     “Mister Jones?” Jasper snapped out of his musings as his blue eyes met (eye color) orbs. “It’s starting to get really cold in here.”

   Jasper immediately realized he accidentally used his powers underneath his desk as his whole face flushed red.

    “W-would you like a jacket? I’m sorry, I didn’t notice.”

    “Oh um, thanks.” Jasper pulled his jacket off his chair as he wrapped it around (your name)’s shoulder’s, his breath hitching as her cheeks flushed slightly as she bundled into his warm oversized jacket.

     Jasper didn’t think she could get any cuter but here she was... in his jacket. Oh lord he was trying so hard not to kiss her right there and then. To not bend her over his desk and tear off her clothes and make the whole department know his name-

     “Thank you, Mister Jones.” Jasper placed his hand over his face as his whole face turned a bright red. Oh lord he was going to catch a case at this point. “I’m done with my report, I’ll leave the article here so you can go over it. Thank you for your time, here’s your jacket back-“

    “Thank you, (your name). Have a good one!” As soon as she left his office and shut the thick mahogany doors, he fell to his knees as he grabbed his jacked and inhaled greedily. Oh lord it smelled like her. (Your name) smelled like roses and vanilla. She was just so sweet and he swore he’d make that sweet girl all his. Jasper swore on his life.

    But first, he was going to add this jacket to his collection. Jasper stood up as he opened up his bottom desk drawer with his key, revealing numerous miscellaneous items that wouldn’t mean much to anyone but they meant the world to him. 

    There were numerous photos of his beloved darling sleeping and an old toothbrush. As well as a tissue, a spoon, and a chapstick he swiped off her desk when she was out and about. And although Jasper hates to admit it, he used the chapstick on rough days to satiate his needs.

   He carefully folded up his jacket and placed it in the drawer as he locked his treasure chest. Jasper then reclined back in his desk chair as he smiled. Jasper couldn’t wait to see her tomorrow across a table from him eating. 

   Maybe this time he’ll get an even better Momento of her.

    Jasper was unaware of the drone outside the complex snapping pictures of his entire interaction as the drone quickly took off, to bring the video evidence to its creator.

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    (Your name) strolled through the bustling city as she smiled. She was finally off from work so she could have some time to herself. 

     As the reporter walked down the street, she heard the screams of the other civilians as people began to scatter around as dark storm clouds covered the skies. (Your name)’s eyes widened. Electra was here.

    She immediately began to flee until she felt arms wrap around her as she was pulled flush against a soft body.

    “Why are you running, little rabbit?” A familiar voice asked as (you’re name began to shake in fear. “You’re so very cute when you shiver. I wonder if you’d shake like that when I-” (Your name) turned a bright red at all the horribly dirty words that came out of the woman’s mouth behind her.

   (Your name) was quickly whipped around to face her captor as her (eye color) eyes took in a tall villainous with long silver hair and a black eye mask on as well as a tight black and violet jumpsuit with a long black cape. She looked so familiar...

    (Your name) didn’t have time to study the super villain before the villainous pulled her close and surrounded the two of them into an electrical barrier as a flaming hot (literally) heroine stood outside the barrier. 

    A lean heroine stood outside the barrier, her flaming hair standing straight up as a dragon mask covered her face and her red leotard had black plated armor in the form of scales armor all over it. 

    Mistress Dragon. (Your name) thought as the red haired heroine put her hands on her hips and glared at the villainous within the barrier.

    “Electra! Release that civilian!” The woman boomed in an intimidating voice that was more than likely edited with a voice changing device.

     “No chance, Mistress Dragon. Not when your little boy toy is running around as well.”

    And soon enough, a ring of ice formed around the entire barrier as a tall, muscular male with the mask of a white fox stood along side Mistress Dragon. His costume consisted of a tight navy blue jumpsuit with silver armor plating with patches of white fur on the shoulders and around the hands and feet. 

     “Sub-Zero, glad to see you’ve made it.” Electra laughed as she grabbed (your name) and placed her plump lips on her cheek. The barrier dissolved as the two heroes began to circle the villainess, preparing to take action against her. 

   “What is your scheme this time, Electra?” Mistress Dragon growled as smoke came out from the mouth of her mask.

    “I just wanted to warn you that I know both of your identities. All thanks to this cute little rabbit.” Electra cooed as she squished (your name)’s cheeks together. “Isn’t she just precious?”

    “Electra, leave her out of this-“ Sub-Zero tried to coax the silver haired villain as the villain began to laugh darkly. 

   “No.” Electra then grabbed (your name) bridal style as she soared into the air, lavender lightning striking the ground as she rose higher and higher, (Your name) screaming as she held onto Electra tightly out of fear of falling.

    Mistress Dragon immediately shifting into a large black oriental Dragon with a fiery red mane and a peculiar septum ring as she swiftly followed behind. Electra cursing under her breath as the dragon quickly caught up to her. She’d have to ditch her prize and come back another time...

    “Let her go!”

   “Okay.” And before (your name) knew it, she was falling through the sky, plummeting to her death. Her scream piercing the air as tears fell from her eyes. She didn’t want to die, not yet at least.

    Before she could even blink, Mistress Dragon shifted and scooped her into her arms as she quickly brought the reporter into her chest, Sub-Zero making a slide for the two to slide down as they made it back to the ground safely. (Your name)’s face flushing red as she studied the masked face of her savior.

    “Are you Alright-“ (Your name) pulled Mistress Dragon close as she began to cry.

    “Thank you. Thank you so much.” (Your name) sobbed as the heroine pulled her into a hug. “How can I ever repay you-“

    “How about a kiss?” Mistress Dragon asked as Sub-Zero’s hands began to shake on the sidelines.

    “Um s-sorry. I don’t think I can.” (Your name) stayed as she began to twiddle her thumbs together nervously. “I have a crush on someone already.”

   “Oh? Well, I respect that.” Mistress Dragon then pulled away as Sub-Zero stepped in.

    “May I escort you home?” Sub-Zero asked as (your name) gulped.

    “S-sure-“

    “Sub-Zero, I think we both need to leave the little lady alone. We could always send a ride to come get her.”

    “How about you head into your place of work and ask one of your coworkers for a ride?” Sub-Zero asked the girl as he smiled gently at her.

    “I’m sure it’ll be easy to do, you’re quite cute after all.” Miss dragon told the reporter as (your name) nodded and headed back into work. The two heroes immediately leaving the scene before paparazzi could show up.

     “Do you need a ride?” (Your name) smiled as her eyes met familiar onyx orbs of her best friend.

    “Yes please.”

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   “(Your name)!” The poor reporter almost cried when Jasper picked her up into a tight hug and twirled her as he sighed dramatically. “I’m so happy you’re okay! You were all over the news! Are you okay-“

    “Oh Jesus, leave the poor girl alone.” Ryoko interrupted as Jasper places (your name) down gently.

   “Sorry Miss Abo.” Jasper replied as Ryoko quickly began to fix (your name)’s hair and set it back into place as the reporter puffed her cheeks out.

    “Please stop touching me you two, I’m okay-“

    “(Your name), you poor little girl.” (Your name) was (height) y’all, but go off Ryoko. “We both just worry about you. Mostly me though-“

    “No I worry more. I was so scared you’d call off and I wouldn’t be able to give you an awesome assignment.”

    “Awesome assignment?”

   “Yes, I’m giving you an assignment to write an article on super heroes. I published your article on Miss Spark in the paper and everyone loved it. So I’m giving you a bigger assignment and this time you will be on the biggest magazine here. How would you like to be the main article in Times magazine?”

  (Your name) smiled as Jasper handed her the assignment. It was information on the cities top two heroes.

    “I need you to write an article on Sub-Zero and Mistress Dragon.  And lucky for you, you encountered the two of them recently.”

    “Thank you so much, Mister Jones.” (Your name) grasped Jasper’s hand as his whole face turned pink.As soon as she released his hand, he turned and coughed into his hand. Excusing himself to the restroom as he left Ryoko and (Your name) in (your name)’s tiny office.

    “I’m seriously glad you’re okay. I honestly thought you were going to take some time off. But I’m happy you’re here. It’s good to have you back.” Ryoko smacked her shoulder playfully as (your name) smiled. 

    This day was giving (your name) so much confidence. Maybe she’d finally call Miss Spark and accept her dinner date?

   (Your name) went over to her black bag, frowning as she noticed her bunny key chain was missing. She shrugged it off, she could always purchase another one.

    (Your name) reached into the middle pocket of her bag and pulled out a black card with a domino on the top of it. She released a shaky breath as she slowly dialed the number on the phone. Her (skin color) skin thumb hesitated before she pushed call, sealing her fate.

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    (Your name) nervously sat at a table for two at a high end restaurant as she nervously sipped on a glass of bubbly white moscato. She really hoped Aria would show up.

    (Your name) glanced around the restaurant until (eye color) met violet orbs. (Your name)’s mouth hung open as she took in Aria’s elegant outfit. Aria wore a long, elegant violet dress that had diamonds sewn into it. A long, white shawl wrapped around her to hide her cleavage from wandering eyes as the tall curvaceous woman strut her way over to (your name). Her white hair was up in an elegant bun with a few silvery strands loose around her face. If (your name) didn’t know any better than Aria would be the African American Jessica Rabbit.

    “Were you waiting long?” Aria asked as she took a seat in from of the (body type) girl. Aria’s dark chocolate skinned hand touching (your name)’s lightly as the girl almost by turned into a puddle of goo. 

    “N-no.” (Your name) stuttered as her cheeks flushed pink. “I was kind of just scared that you weren’t going to show.”

   “Well of course I would, little bunny. I asked you to dinner and I didn’t expect you to call me.” The woman reached into her silver clutch and pulled out a familiar rabbit keychain. “You remind me of one of these.”

    The two of them laughed as they ordered their food and drank numerous glasses of fancy wine. And before (your name) knew it, she was drunk. Very, very drunk. And Aria was nice enough to help her into her limo.

   “I think we should call it a night, bunny. You can’t even keep your head up straight.” Aria chuckled as (your name) just gave her a goofy grin as (your name) struggled to get into the limo.

    “I really like you, Aria.” (Your name) replied as she began to giggle. “I want to go out again sometime-“

    Aria pulled (your name) in for a steamy kiss as (your name) tried to kiss back to the best of her ability. Their tongue moving in sync as Aria pulled (your name) onto her lap and let her hands grab (your name)’s plump read in her hands.

    “Let’s go back to my place, shall we?” (Your name) could only smile as Aria shut the partition as they continued their steamy make out session. Thank god the windows of the limo were tinted.

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    (Your name) woke up with a pounding headache and completely bare in a violet, silk sheeted canopy bed. The bare form of Aria tangled in the sheets with her.

    Aria soon stirred, her violet eyes fluttering open as the silver haired woman pulled (your name) closer to her. Her plump lips kissing the exposed skin on (your name)’s neck.

    “I didn’t take you for a vixen in the sheets. You were so cute last night.” Aria cooed as (your name) flushes red. “But all those cute hickies on your shoulders are marks that you’re mine.

  “Aria-“

    “(Your name), I want you to be my girlfriend.” (Your name) smiled as she kissed Aria again. 

    “Let’s get to know each other better first and then we can be girlfriends. I need a little more time.” Aria nodded as she kissed (your name) on the forehead. 

    “I understand. I’ll wait for you.”

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     A few months had gone by since that night with Aria. And (your name) and Aria were  officially dating. It was such a surprise to everyone. And everyone was happy for her... except Jasper and Ryoko.

    (Your name) could tell Ryoko wasn’t happy about her new relationship status due to how forced her smiles  when she occasionally caught glimpses of the purple marks on her neck she didn’t cover up well enough, but Jasper was a completely different level of upset...

    “(Your name), I brought you a bouquet of red roses!” Jasper proclaimed as the dark bags under his eyes became more prominent as time went on. He didn’t look like he was sleeping well. His skin was paler than normal and his hands were shaky as he held up the bouquet. “They’re almost as beautiful  as you-“

   “Jasper, I’m sorry. I’m in a happy relationship. I cannot accept your gift.” The roses were gently placed into her lap as Jasper’s whole body began to shake as he forced a smile.

     “A woman can’t be with another woman. Y-you’re just confused is all. You’ll come around eventually.” He gave an uneasy laugh before he clutched his hair in his hands. His pale blue eyes widening as a demented smile made its way onto his face. Jasper crouched down on the floor, his hands holding his face while the smile widened even more. The deranged male beginning to ramble to himself. “You have to... you have to love me or I’ll go even more mad...” Jasper whispered to himself while (your name) quickly scurried over to him and wrapped an arm over his shoulders. The young reporter trying to gain his attention.

    “I-I’m sorry, Mister Jones. I just don’t return your feelings and I don’t know if I ever will-“

  “One day...”

   “Excuse me?” (Your name) asked, raising a brow at him. Jasper whipped his head up, revealing his terrifying smile to her, flashing his pearly white teeth at her.

     “You will one day. I swear on it.” Jasper chuckled, pulling her close to him and holding her flush against his chest. He then stood up to his full height, practically picking the girl off the floor while he burrowed his head into (your name)’s hair. Jasper greedily inhaling her scent with the same crazed smile. She still smelled so sweet. Ice began to slowly creep onto (your name)’s jacket as (your name) felt a sudden chill up her spine. Why was she so cold? “You’ll walk down the aisle with me and then you’ll bear my children-“

   “Woah, let the little lady go please.” Ryoko separated the two as her eyes widened in shock as Jasper was basically almost revealed his powers in front of everyone. Ryoko immediately stepping in before Jasper could lose his job. “Let’s go to your office and talk, okay? You’re scaring her.”

    “I-I’m sorry.” Jasper immediately released (your name), the scared look in her eye making his heart clench as he tried not to have a meltdown. “I don’t know what came over me I-“

     (Your name) fled as he tried not to cry out her name as Ryoko led him to his office. Ryoko immediately kicking the door shut behind the two of them as she shoved him roughly into the floor.

    “You’re such an idiot. You almost blew your cover in front of everyone!” Ryoko whisper shouted at him as she kicked him in the leg roughly. “Why can’t you just keep it in your pants?!”

    “I’m in love with her! You should know! You look at her the same way I do when you think no one’s looking-“ Jasper’s head was suddenly thrown to the side as Ryoko struck him. Ryoko’s dark bangs covering her eyes as she scowled in disgust.

    “Don’t ever compare me to you. You’re disgusting-“

    ��Why don’t we work together for her affections?!” Jasper shouted as Ryoko’s head snapped up. Her Onyx eyes scanning Jasper’s for any sign of him joking as she began to think. She could tell Jasper was serious for once.

    “Do you think we could do it? I mean I don’t know how I feel about sharing but do you think she’d be okay with it?”

    “What do you mean? We shouldn’t give her a choice, she’d be safe with us. We’re heroes for god’s sake-“

    “I know we are but... I want her to be happy...” Ryoko replied as she rubbed her arm nervously, her dark eyes downcast as she began to fidget under Jasper’s intense gaze. “I don’t want to force her into anything with us. It wouldn’t be the same-“

   “I know but do you really think Electra would let her go? I mean seriously? Miss Spark isn’t that good at keeping her identity hidden. I’m amazed (your name) hasn’t caught on-“

    “(Your name) is oblivious to all of us having powers. I just don’t want to scare her away. She means so much to me. I’m alright with watching her be happy with someone else, unlike you. So long as she doesn’t get hurt.”

    Jasper hummed as he glared at the floor.

    “So I’m taking it as a no until something happens to her?” Jasper asked as his ice colored eyes glazed over with some hidden emotion. 

    “Yes.” Ryoko replied as she opened the door. “Good luck, Jasper.” She then left the room as Jasper stood up headed to his desk, he hunched over his desk as he placed his palms flat on the desk. The room’s temperature dropping in temperature as ice began to cover the entire desk.

  Jasper’s breathing became ragged as he tried to calm down his rage. His fists clenching to the point that his fingernails began to draw blood in their wake. 

   He then screamed in frustration as he slammed his fist into the desk, creating a large crack on the wooden surface as he began to take deep breaths to calm himself down.

    “She’ll be mine... I swear to god.”

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    Ryoko sat in her small apartment as she pulled out a cushion and a lighter and carried it to a spare closet in her room.

     She then lit the small vanilla scented candles to illuminate the object of her desires as she smiled. Her onyx eyes never leaving the (eye color) orbs of her love.

     A large portrait of (your name) sat in the center of the wall as well as pictures of the two of them together. Pictures of every single selfie or pose they took while they were out and about. They had been so close for years, and (your name) didn’t even understand the depth of Ryoko’s feelings for (your name). Ryoko should’ve been more assertive and maybe (your name) would’ve become her girlfriend... Ryoko bowed her head as she began to concentrate on her goal.

     “Patience is key... Electra will mess up soon... and then I’ll be there to catch you.” Ryoko face twisted into a smile that seemed unnatural for her petite face as she leaned forward. Ryoko ran her pale hands gently across the portrait as she sighed longingly. “I love you, (your name).”

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   “Aria!” (Your name) exclaimed as she entered her lover’s office, the silver haired woman shooting up from her desk as a smile made its way to her face.

  “(Your name)!” Elegant black heels came running towards the other woman as Aria swooped (your name) into her strong arms. “How was work?”

    “It was okay. Jasper was acting strange again and Ryoko has been so distant... I miss my best friend.” Aria’s eyes darkened as she pulled (your name) into her arms and furrowed her brow. Why were those two still bothering her lover)? Did those two imbeciles not understand that (Your name) belonged to her? Maybe she’d have to make her move now before those pesky heroes snatched her up...

    “Aria, what’s wrong? Is something bothering you, baby?” Aria tried her best not to melt into a puddle at (your name)’s cute nickname for her.

    “I think we should have some dinner at my place tonight. Does wine sound good?” Aria asked as (your name) nodded excitedly, unaware of Aria’s true intentions.

    “I’ll eat or drink anything as long as it’s with you!” (Your name) beamed as Aria kisses her forehead tenderly, a frown forming on her face as (your name) buried her face into Aria’s shoulder.

    “I’m so sorry...” Aria whispered almost inaudibly as she kissed (your name)’s forehead again. She hoped to god (your name) would forgive her...

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   Drip. Drop. Clink. Clank.

   (Your name) slowly stirred awake as she heard the sound of a faucet dripping. Her (eye color) eyes scanning her unfamiliar surroundings. Where was she? This wasn’t Aria’s house.

    “I’m so sorry, my little rabbit.” Aria replied as (your name) searched around for her lover.

    “Aria? What’s going on? Where am I?” (Your name) tried to stand up to find her lover but was stopped by the chain attached to her ankle. “Why am I chained up-“

    “(Your name), I’m Electra.” Aria’s voice rung out in the dark as (your name) gasped.

    “Y-you’re joking right? There’s no way-“ a burst of violet electricity shot across the room, activating the lights as Aria stood in the entrance of the dark, windowless room.

    “We’re in my secret layer.” Aria replied as her violet eyes began to tear up. “The heroes are after you and I’m just so scared something bad will happen to you. I don’t want you to be caught in the crossfire-“

   “Why would they be after me-“

  “They’re your coworkers (your name). Jasper and Ryoko are Sub-Zero and Mistress Dragon.” The gears began to turn in (your name)’s head as she tried it process what Aria as saying. How could she not have noticed the signs? The septum ring on the dragon? The coldness she’d always feel around Jasper? It all made sense...

    “But why me?” (Your name) asked as Aria frowned.

    “You’re too innocent and way too sweet.” Aria replied as her smooth hands grasped (your name)’s face and kisses her forehead. “I have to defeat them and then I’ll let you go.”

    “Aria, please don’t leave me like this! Please-“ The room soon became pitch black as the door was shut to the room. (Your name)’s sobs could be heard throughout the lair as her heart broke at her lover’s betrayal.

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   (Your name had no idea how long she was trapped in that room without seeing Aria. Hours? Days? Weeks? She didn’t know at all.

   Creak! Slam!

   (Your name)’s head whipped up from the sound of the doorbell opening. Her smile widening as she gazed expectantly at the door. A figure standing in the center of it as (you’re name) began to sob, tears filling her vision.

    “Aria-“ The figure soon feel to the ground as two figures walked in. (Eye color) eyes widening in horror as she scooted herself close to the wall.

    “W-Who are-“

  “I knew we’d find you. It took us a week to get her to tell us where you were. We were so worried when you didn’t come to work.” A familiar voice rung out at she felt a pair of hands on her cheeks. (Eye color) eyes meeting onyx as she gasped.

    “Ryoko-“

    “(Your name)! Don’t forget about me.” Jasper cooed as he grabbed her free hand and placed a gentle kiss on it. “Oh my poor darling, you’re so skinny. I promise we’ll feed you and we’ll both treat you so very well-“

      “What are you talking about?”

    “Oh silly little rabbit.” Jasper chuckled as his icy blue eyes began to glow. “You belong to us now.”

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    “We bring to you breaking news, it turns out Aria Spark of Domino Electric was the dastardly villainess who plagued our city for so long! She is finally captured and placed in the new Super Prison the Hero Association has established far away from here. I also bring to you news that Sub-Zero and Mistress Dragon have officially retired. Who do you think the next rising hero will be of these five-“

    Tears filled (your name)’s eyes as Jasper and Ryoko sat on either side of her, both of their hands lovingly rubbing her large, swollen tummy as they both smiled.

    “I think our baby will be the next rising superhero. What do you think darling?” Jasper cooed as he kissed (your name)’s cheek as tears fell down her cheek.

    “My baby is next! I can’t wait to see you swollen with my little baby dragon. I was able to get a sperm donation from my brother so we can do invitro-fertilization.” Ryoko fondly cooed as she kisses (your name)’s cheek. 

   In the end, the heroes and villains weren’t so different between each other in her story. While her beloved villain would spend the rest of her life rotting behind bars...

  Or was she?

#this is from 2019 so no part 2 #female reader #yandere fic #yandere imagine #yandere #yandere villain #yandere hero #yandere wlw #yandere lovers #yandere lesbian #yandere girl #yandere stories #yandere oc #yandere original character #yandere obsession #tw.noncon #yandere best friend #yandere male #yandere supervillain #original character #original writing #original work #yandere love #yandere love triangle #obsessive yandere #obsessive love

[avvail]

prompt #91

The supervillain rose to their feet when they heard the doorbell of their home ring, smoothly adjusting the cuffs of their shirt before opening up the door. They were met with nothing but a big box, wrapped up in a vibrant red and gold wrapping. The supervillain’s brow cocked intriguingly, lifting the lid off.

Inside, the hero was curled up tightly, tangled and restrained in an array of brightly coloured Christmas lights. They blinked and shone against their skin, the hero’s watery eyes flickering up to meet the supervillain’s in fear.

There was a card tucked into their restrained hands. Merry Christmas, it said, signed by the villain.

A sinister smile spread across the supervillain’s face, admiring the scared hero wrapped up adorably on their doorstep. “Cute.”

#hero and villain #villain and hero #heroes and villains #villains and heroes #hero villain #villain hero #hero and supervillain #supervillain and hero #hero #supervillain #christmas prompts #writing prompt #story prompt #prompt #writing #my wtiting #avvail

[automeris-io-moth]

Part 6 of one to go??? I’m literally obsessed!

One to Go Pt. 6

Previous

“What do you think?” Supervillain asked, turning on the light from the start of the stairs “I try to be well read in all subjects, but I have to be honest with you, this is not at all my area of expertise, I asked some of my employees for advice and I think it should be good for immediate use, if you're up to it.”

Civilian stood still at the start of the set of stairs leading down to the basement. From there they managed to see the interior, the bright lights and the white walls allowed for a good sight of what awaited them. A sterile room, it smelled not of spilled chemicals -yet-, and even when smaller and size and, most probably, in tech than the one they had foolishly expected from the heroes in their quarters, it was useful enough, nice enough, well-equipped and, most importantly, made for them specially.

They couldn’t help but utter a small smile as they stared at Supervillian extending their hand at them from the middle of the stairs. 

Supervillain answered with one just as shy, just as uncertain. 

And Civilian accepted it. 

A week had already passed since the incident with Hero, and even as their gaze still lingered in the open doors and the unlocked windows, something within them kept them inside. It was no longer Supervillain, no, of course they had not yet mentioned the wish to let them go, to let them roam freely even, and it was understood that they didn't want such a thing yet, but the fear rooting in the scientist’s stomach was in way of fading, and the uncertainty to the outside was what really had them on edge.

They had been scared for a while, that the promised laboratory was to be in the Villain’s quarters, and that the assurances they were given were nothing more than one more contract they were to fulfil. And they were willing, somewhat, it felt like they owed Supevillain from saving them from something they shouldn't have needed saving from, it felt like they had nowhere else to go. 

The relief that washed over Civilian when they were told the lav was to be in the manor made them feel so light they could float. 

Light was their touch as they stroked over the tables, at the doors of the cabinets. Curious eyes travelled up and down the walls, even the light switches looked fancy, and the handles for the doors, the refrigerators. Everything was neat and organised. 

Everything was for them. 

Supervillain looked at them from one of the stools at the corner of the room, and the sight amused them greatly. They looked so rough for a place with such delicate things laying around. 

Civilian laughed. 

“Do you like it? Like I said, this is not really my field, but if you’re in need of anything just tell me, I can supply it from the things back at the labs at the base, Villain knows a lot more.” 

“I do like it.” They answered “I’ll have to check, but it seems way better equipped than anywhere I’ve been in, honestly.”

 “Investing in great minds is always wise.” 

“Thank you, for the trust.” 

“That’s certainly my line,” Supervillain answered, leaning back in their seat “Oh! I have one more gift for you.”

A glass vial filled with a dark red liquid was taken from their jacket’s front pocket, and extended as an offer.

Civilian’s eyes lit up “Yours?” the other nodded. 

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“A vial of your blood?” Villain asked incredulously, lifting a brow as they rolled in their chair closer to Supervillain “How romantic.” 

“Silence, Villain, it’s of use for them.”

“It was of use for me a while ago, and here we are, I never had it.” 

“But now you have three whole entire heroes all for yourself, enjoy the gifts of life.” 

Supervillain stood up, walking slowly towards the door. 

“You leaving so early?” Villain asked from their seat “Can’t leave your pet dining alone?” 

“Careful Villain.” 

“Sure. See ya.”

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Masterlist

I'm done with uniii. I finally have time to do things I enjoy, like entering a summer research program in a subject that I study at school (because I hate myself of course), but it's gonna give me time to keep up with the blog, or that I hope at least.

I'm so ashamed this request has been sitting in my asks for like four months, but I'm back and I'm gonna continue this series I promise.

Well that's all for now, I'm gonna start posting again really really.

#my writing #creative writing #hero x villain #short story #villain x hero #heroes and villains #writing wip #hero #writing snippet #wips #supervillain #hero and supervillain #hero x supervillain #civilian x supervillain #civilian x villain #supervillain x civilian #villain x civilian

[trusthevillain]

"You saved them. Again and again and again. But that's enough. I won't watch as you die for these cockroaches. You saved them countless times, but I'll only save you once. I will make sure none of those who hurt you survive."

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[bet-on-me-13]

Ellie isn't allowed to travel alone Anymore

So! Ellie was raised in a Lab by a Genuine Bonefied Supervillain. She was raised to be a Villain as well, so her Moral Conpass is a little skewed.

Sure she *mostly* knows what is right and wrong from Danny's quick lesson before her Adventure around the Country, but she still has trouble separating what is moral and what is not from time to time.

So it's really no surprise that the moment she left Amity Park she somehow ended up being branded a Villain.

Look, it's not her fault she didn't know not to attack the flying guy in Blue Spandex when he approached her! One of Danny's biggest warnings shen she left had been Stranger Danger! She did what any 12 year old girl would have done when approached by a strange Older Man!

Its also not her fault that her powers (being Magic based), managed to affect him! She didn't even use her full power! (She maybe should have kicked him in a different place tho...she hopes he wasn't planning on having kids...)

So she did what her instincts told her to do. She took any money he had on him and ran the hell away!

It wasn't until she was 2 cities over when she saw a newspaper titled, "Little Villain Girl Mugs Superman in Broad Daylight!", that she realized she may have screwed up...

After that, she really had no excuse.

She knew that she probably shouldn't have kept Mugging the Heroes who approached her, but she wasn't a Fenton for nothing! Her Family Motto had always been "Commit to the Bit", and she was gonna stick to it!

So when the Fast Red Guy tried to tie her up, she phased off all his clothes and took off with his money (not the mask, she knew enough not to take that off)

And when the Grumpy Bat Guy tried to corner her with some weird papers he pulled out of his Belt, she just distracted him while her clone picked his pockets and made off with the wheels of his Car. That one made her a pretty penny!

The flying Green Guy was fun, his attacks were just throwing Ghost Candy (pure willpower) at her. He did stop doing do after she nicked his fancy talking Ring however, but it was fun while it lasted

Then she came across a Orange Fish Guy, and he actually seemed nice enough. But she was committing to the Bit, so she took the fancy Trident he had and sold it at a nearby Pawn Shop for some extra cash. He would probably be able to find it, that's why she chose a nearby location.

All in All, her Adventure had been really fun! So she decided to visit Amity Park again to tell Danny all about it!

...

Aquaman walked into the meeting room of the Watchtower, a very frustrated look in his eye.

Barry spoke up first, "Oh! I know that look in your eye! She got to you too didn't she!"

Arthur just glared at Barry for a second before walking over to his Chair, sitting down with a thump. "She is certainly a tricky child."

"What did she take this time?" Clark asked.

"..mttrident..." Arthur grumbled out quickly.

"What was that?" Asked Barry with a twinkle in his eye. He heard it, but he wanted everybody else to know.

"She took my trident, Okay!" Arthur shouted out.

"I feel ya man." Responded Hal, "At least with me she threw it back at me when she realized it wasn't making 'candy' anymore. What did she do with yours?"

"She sold it at a Pawn Shop!" Arthus yelled in frustration, "She managed to steal one of the most Powerful Magical Weapons in the world, the Symbol of the entire Atalantean Royal Bloodline, and she sold it and a Pawn Shop!"

"...how much did she get for it?" Asked Hal.

At this, Aquaman just collapsed to the table and groaned.

...

Alternatively she could have just kept all those things, and gradually built up a collection of all the JLA's most treasured possessions.

She has Supermans Wallet, not very important to him but it was her first mugging

She has Batmans Utility Belt (trackers removed) along with his Tires

She took Flashes Costume Ring (his civilian clothes still stuck inside)

She took Green Lanterns ring as well, but unfortunately it managed to escape after a few days. It was feisty.

And her crowning Jewel is the Trident she took from Aquaman.

(She avoided WW, cause she likes her too much to steal anything from her)

#Dpxdc #Dp x dc #Dc x dp #Dcxdp #Danny Phantom #Dc #Scum #Ellie is a little shit #Ellie is a Supervillain #Technically #She kicked Superman in the Balls and took all his money #And then did the same for basically every other Hero she met #The Public knowd her as a Villain on a power trip who wants to humiliate all the Heroes she can come across #The JLA knows she is just a Kid but still don't know if she is being malicious or not #Arthur knows that the next time he sees that kid it's on sight #Danny is obviously unaware of Ellie's antics #He gets a surprise when Aquaman shows up at his Door asking to square up with his little sister #Danny thinks she just made a new friend #Ghosts bond by fighting trope #Danny walks into the shed late one night to find a pile of Stolen Hero Property

[whatthehellami]

"Can we like, reschedule today's fight? I have an exam?"

"YOU'RE IN SCHOOL?"

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