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serickswrites · 5 months
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Suggestion: A Hero x Civilian story where Civilian is held at weapon-point by Villain and maybe an awesome fight scene? I just love hostages and standoffs!
Hello @courtneygacha this is a great suggestion! Please enjoy your request.
Warnings: hostage situation, guns, gun point, threat of death, physical violence
Hero’s mouth went dry as they reached the roof top where Villain had demanded to meet. Villain was there. And so was Civilian. Civilian stood completely still as Villain pressed a gun to their temple. “So nice of you to join us, Hero,” Villain smiled as Hero made their presence known.
“Let Civilian go. Your beef is with me.” Hero hoped their voice sounded more confident than they felt. They couldn’t stand for Civilian to be hurt.
“And that is precisely why I have them, Hero. My beef is with you. They’re merely caught in the crossfire. Isn’t that such a shame?” They rubbed their cheek along the top of Civilian’s head. “They are so lovely.”
Civilian desperately tried to catch Hero’s gaze, but Hero couldn’t tear their eyes from Villain’s. “They are. And all the more reason for you to let them go. It’s me you want.”
Villain never broke eye contact with Hero. “Maybe I changed my mind.” They inhaled deeply as they continued to rub their cheek like a cat along Civilian’s head. “Maybe I want them now.”
Before Hero could open their mouth to reply, Civilian rocked their head back and up, smashing their head into Villain’s nose. Villain shrieked with pain as Civilian ducked and Hero charged forward. Civilian rolled away from the melee, as Hero began to pummel Villain. Hero did not relent in their attack on Villain. They couldn’t. Civilian was in danger if they didn’t stop.
But Villain was also just as powerful. Hero initially got a few hits in by surprise before Villain regained their footing to fight back. The two supers fought ferociously as Civilian looked on in horror. Was Hero powerful enough to defeat Villain? Civilian couldn’t stand the thought of Hero being hurt, or even killed, on their behalf. And they couldn’t stand the thought of being trapped with Villain forever.
Hero hurt. Their body ached. Villain was physically more powerful than them. Each hit drained Hero of power, of energy, as pain began to take over. But they couldn’t let Villain win. Wouldn’t let Villain win. And with a final burst of energy, Hero put everything they had into a single punch that connected with Villain’s jaw. Villain collapsed as the punch rendered them unconscious.
Hero sighed with relief as they sank to their knees. Civilian was safe.
“Hero!” Civilian surged forward as Hero slumped over.
“‘M ‘ere,” Hero croaked, barely having the energy to lift their head. “‘M ok.”
“You’re so stupid!” Civilian said as they lifted Hero’s head, kissing them softly and gently. “Why would you take on Villain alone? They are so powerful.”
Hero blinked up at Civilian. “Couldn’t let them hurt you. Couldn’t stand it.”
Civilian smiled. “And I can’t stand to see you hurt. Come on, let’s go home.” Civilian helped Hero rise. They put a hand out to steady Hero as they began to walk.
“That sounds wonderful,” Hero murmured as they leaned on Civilian. They were glad Civilian was made of tougher things than they give Civilian credit for. And they were glad they were able to stop Villain in time.
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sophsun1 · 6 months
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Interview With The Vampire 1.03 Is My Very Nature That of a Devil
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ohitslen · 10 months
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Intrusive thoughts
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isjasz · 2 months
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[Day 225]
Target shooting with your ex while holding hands bc otherwise you fail your Trial of Hearts amirite
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HASHDASF something a bit different tdy!! I colored this lineart drawn by @bad12amcomic WHO ALSO MADE A COMIC OF THIS PLEASE GO READ IT IM INSANE about the fic "closer to another shore" by remrose WHICH IS ALSO JUST BONKERS PLEASE I BINGED IT SO LONG AGO BUT ITS SO GOOD SO YEAH ENJOY. Ty choco for letting me color this and for the nepotism :33333
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boytoyinc · 18 days
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wanna come over and put a gun to my head? sorry, typo, i meant do you wanna come over and put a gun to my head? i mean a gun to my head? shit sorry idk what's wrong with my phone. i'm trying to ask if you wanna come over and put a gun to my head? i mean
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dcxdpdabbles · 2 months
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ok but imagine
batman with gun tim time travels to the past but instead of trying to seduce baby tim to the dark side he,,, ignores him
after all baby tim is young and pragmatic he'll realize that company policy is ineffective and kill people gets shit done
no bwg!tim has more important things to handle
like killing the ppl who murder his boo danny
and he knows exactly who to target
bonus points if tim and danny aren't dating yet
extra bonus points if they haven't even met yet
The plan was simple really. Time travel and start the correct way to handle criminals early. Take out the people that had taken from him the only person he really loved.
His past self was still running around trying to talk the Bats down from murderous rage, and while that itched, it was a lesson he needed to learn in order to finally wake up and properly get things done.
Tim saw no reason to track him down. He's stubborn as a mule, he can admit that, and his past self heartily believes that the crazy bastards should be locked away instead of put down. It would be ages before he could get close to getting him to listen to what Tim had to say.
Time, ironically, is not something he has to waste. The machine that brought him back had preset departer times. If he missed it then Gotham in ten years would be without it's Batman.
The carefuly iron control he has over the city would be questioned, and some fools would try to make a power grab in the sudden vaccum Batman had left behind.
So while it would take years for his past self to come to his senses, it would happen on its own, and Tim was alright with waiting for it. What he wouldn't allow to repeat itself was the death of his lover.
His plan involved killing the people that killed Danny. What Tim forgot in his grief was that those very people were the ones to raise Danny.
Yes, Jack and Maddie Fenton had killed their son in an accident. The ray gun that they designed had been faulty and had exploded in wide outburst instead of shooting straight.
It was meant to paralyze the ghost for capture.
Instead, it attacked ghost cores in horrific, fast-acting disintegration. Tim remembers the blast washing over him, the green ripples doing nothing to him as a human, and for a brief second thinking it funny that their gun was just a fancy light show, only to hear Jack Fenton's cry of celebration.
Then Danny's scream of agony.
His skin had been falling off, and Tim had been rooted to the spot watching his boyfriend, his lover, his entire moral compass melt before his eyes.
He had watched Maddie's smug face break into hysterical grief when Danny's ghost form vanished, and the sluggish body that fell to the floor with a splat had been her son. The two scientists had reached Danny first, and the fools had begged him to hold on.
As if they were not the ones to have done this, indirectly or not.
Danny's last words had been "I forgive you. I love you"
and then he was gone. In seconds his Danny was lost. He had died painfully, unfairly, and all because his parents had believed in their bigotry so purely they never saw reason to change their minds, even when there were signs their son was part of the group they loath so much.
The Fentons hadn't even been charged with Danny's death. It was deemed an accident; the worst they had to do was pay a fine for their blast, knocking out the power. All because ghosts were not protected under meta laws, and Danny was no longer recognized as human.
Tim hated them more than any villain in the world, hated that they lived well, Danny did not.
His own comfort was that they couldn't live with themselves either. Jack Fenton had taken his life the night after the funeral Jassmin had planned for Danny. Maddie Fenton had lost her mind, speaking to the air as though her husband and son were still there, and was moved to an asylum by a grief-stricken daughter.
There she died of a broken heart.
Tim took care of Jazz, he felt that Danny would have wanted him to, but she was never the same again. She was one of the first to agreed with him that Batman had to stop people before they went too far.
That thinking "they'll come around" was no longer an option. She made him the bullets for the gun that killed Bruce's parents, and she was the one that watched that same gun put down the Joker.
It was the first time she smiled in years.
All that hurt because of these fools.
Tim wasn't going to let them hurt anyone anymore. He aims his gun at the shaking forms of Jack and Maddie Fenton, their pathetic attempt to fight him off, were nothing comparied to his training.
He had them on their knees, bound to hold still, and with one push of his finger, the toxic outlook on ghosts would die with them.
But foolish-loving Danny wasn't about to let him put them in the ground where they belonged. The boy had thrown himself in front of them with a cry, throwing up a shield seconds before the bullets found their mark.
The Fenton couple gasped while Danny turned to them with clear worry. "Are you alright?"
Tim felt as if though he was kicked in the chest, seeing the boy- for he was a boy. How had he forgotten that his love died so young? Now with all the years under Tim's belt, did he truly see how pre-maturely Danny had died.
He was as beautiful as the day Tim lost him, but he was far too pure and innocent now. Tim's killing was a necessary that ruined him, while Danny remained kind and forgiving till the end.
He can't stop the rush of air that threathens to burn tears into his eyes escape him. Thankfully his training kicks in and Batman is able to shut everything that was Tim in his mind.
All that remain was the mission within human shape.
Danny growls, voice as cold as his ice core "Who are you?!"
"I'm Batman"
"Liar!" The boy hisses, thin pieces of frost growing around his green shield. "Batman doesn't kill!"
Tim scoffs, "Killing is the only way to stop more death."
Danny doesn't respond. He merely shoots a blast at him, momentarily dropping his shield, and Batman rolls away. He will overwhelm the boy and get him out of the way.
Then, he will do what he came to accomplish. Danny must know that, for he sees the moment, he shuts away his own human part and melts into Phantom.
The young ghost who took on a King for his people and became the hero that supported Red Robin above all else.
Phantom leaps at him, and Batman meets him halfway, each wearing emotionless expressions that promise a fight to the bitter end.
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chelseasdagger · 15 hours
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frank and his hairstyles over the years
reblog and write in the tags your favorite style + why!!
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mlady-magnolia · 6 months
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She’s killed so many fish, but I forgive her <3
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calamity-jam · 1 year
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Déjà vu-
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maudiemoods · 4 months
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Oooo you love him as much as I do oooooo you want me to post more content of him
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lumpy-veev · 8 months
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A comic I made for me and my friend's auuuu. Poco's on the run from some nasty people, so he joined the Goldarm Gang. It was a good month or two! Until the past caught up.
(Feel free to ask questions if you wanna know more!)
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torithehoshi · 5 months
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Did a warmup doodle earlier based off of this post since the screenshot made me think ". Yeah Heart would say this."
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rarestdoge · 8 months
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These four numbnuts all share one (1) braincell and currently can't find it sdjkoagjg;
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bubble-popping · 11 days
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smth short and not-so-sweet. not usually an angst writer but i had an idea for a prompt from citrus' discord and figured I might as well share :) (it's a superhero/supervillain au btw)
"It's Nightmare now, don't cha know?"
"Don't give me that, Dream. Everyone might call ya a villain but I see it. Every buildin' you've burned has been completely vacant, every bank you've robbed has a history of fraud, every person you've hurt has hurt ya first. But ya can stop all that now. I get it, okay? I understand. It's my fault. What I said back then, I-"
"How dare you?" Dream looked back at him. Behind his mask, Techno imagined a look of absolute betrayal. "How fucking egotistical do you have to be?? You really think this is all because of some stupid crush I had years ago?"
"I hurt ya, Dream. The only person you should be taking your anger out on is me."
The ex-hero scoffed. "Even now, you're still the same self-righteous son of a bitch. I have nothing to say to you. None of this is about you." He turned to leave, but Techno closed the distance between them in a flash and grabbed his arm.
"Well I have somethin' to say to ya."
Dream whipped around to face him, tugging his arm like he wanted to pull away only to pause.
"I was wrong. I was a coward and I didn't mean a word of what I said. Dream, I love-"
"No!" The younger yanked himself free and shoved at Techno's chest, earning him a enough space to point an accusatory finger. "You don't get to do that! You don't get to change your mind and think that'll make everything okay! That's not fair!"
His voice wavered, stuttering. He was crying, Techno realized, again. And again, because of him.
"I didn't change my mind, Dream," he spoke calmly, hands raised in surrender. "I loved ya back then too."
The masked man shook his head, muttering a "stop" but Techno pressed on.
"I was a coward. I thought rejectin' ya would protect ya but now I see how wrong I was."
"Just stop, please."
"I've got a lot of enemies, Dream, and the thought of somethin' happenin' to ya because of me scared me, okay? Because I love ya and I didn't-"
"Stop!! Stop it, shut up!" Dream screamed, pressing his hands to his ears. "I don't care anymore! You had your chance. I already told you: this isn't about you. It's about me. I'm not a hero. I'm a villain now, so I'm gonna do whatever the hell I want and you. Can't. Stop me."
Before Techno could respond, the thud of someone landing next to them startled him and he reached for his sheathed sword. It was someone in a cloak like Dream's, and when they rose from a crouch Techno couldn't help but think he'd seen him before.
"This the guy you mentioned, Dream?" They asked, coming to stand beside the ex-hero.
After a moment of silence, Dream huffed, "Not anymore." Then, he turned on his heel and approached the edge of the roof. "C'mon, Punz. We're done here."
Punz? Why was that familiar?
"Dream, wait!" Punz stepped in front of him before he could get to him, the barrel of a pistol pointed at his forehead.
"You heard him. Don't be stupid," they warned and walked backwards to Dream, still aiming the gun.
"Goodbye, Techno," Dream murmured. He wrapped an arm around Punz's waist and they leapt from the roof together.
Techno ran to where they last stood, watching as Dream swung from building to building with his neon green strings until he disappeared from sight. He released a heavy sigh.
Something wet gathered on his eyelashes and slid down his cheek. Then, it started to rain.
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alicent-targaryen · 11 months
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ALFIE SOLOMONS ▸ Peaky Blinders, 3.6
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graveyard-cowboy · 9 months
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(The Sharpest Lives - MCR)
I want that twink obliterated
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