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puddleslimewrites · 8 days

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💌 send this to the ten nicest people you know or who seem to have a good heart and if you get five back you must be pretty awesome.💌

Hi anon! This is so sweet, thank you 🥹

For your kindess, I'm giving one right back to you 💌 ^-^

#asks for puddle

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puddleslimewrites · 11 days

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Artistry (Snippet #11)

"Look, I get that your parents wouldn't let you get an art degree, but do we really have to do this many figure drawings?"

The scratching of pencils on grey toned paper stopped as all the other henchmen looked at the one who'd spoken.

Villain, who'd been slowly making the rounds, took their time in approaching them. They stopped behind Henchman and examined their work.

Then tore the sheet of practice sketches off the drawing board. "I'd suggest you hold your tongue, lest you end up as our new model." Their voice was calm, almost serene, as they ripped the paper up and let it fall to the floor.

The current 'model' had been up there for almost two hours, holding the same pose without a break. Henchman didn't know how long they'd been standing like that, neck turned, arms bent in an uncomfortable position, before they all came in for today's lesson.

Villain plucked a roll of artist's tape off the small side table attached to the easle, and taped up a fresh sheet of drawing paper. "Now draw," they commanded.

Feet shuffled as everyone got back into position.

"Drawing improves your ability to see," the villain continued their lecture. "You turn objects into shapes and shapes into objects. For today, we focus on the shape of a figure. Tomorrow, we will begin gestures."

Villain paused next to Henchman, judgemental eyes silently criticizing the stick figure on their board, as they addressed the room at large. "When I can clearly see the effort you've put in, you may be dismissed."

#puddleslimewrites #heroes and villains #hero x villain community #villain sidekick #artistic villain #writing #writing prompt #writing prompts #writing snippet #dont question the villain's methods henchman #or you'll be the next anatomy lesson :)

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puddleslimewrites · 12 days

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Oooo not what I had in mind but that's an interesting idea! Let's say 10 points for creativity because I didn't think of that, but it certainly could be!

Coffee Shop (Part 4)

Superhero

Part 1 (Hero) / Part 2 (Civillian) / Part 3 (Villain) // Part 5 (Vigilante)

Superhero scowled at the store across the street. Hero had gone in over three hours ago and still had yet to so much as send a status report. They were out of costume, but remained disguised to draw as little attention as possible.

Unlike most, Superhero could actually sense the odd energy that encompassed the building and its surrounding area. They knew something was off - and it wasn't because the place was crawling with criminals. No matter how hard they squinted or how near they went they couldn't see whatever it was that surrounded the otherwise rather inconspicuous shop. Even so, they were certain there was something there. It made their skin itch whenever they tried to go through the door.

Despite their reputation, Superhero thought it best not to take any high risks with a villain hotspot. So they sent Hero in to investigate in their stead.

They were sure the strange aura was what kept the building standing throughout that first week of relentless attacks. Superhero was among the first to view the place with distrust and wasn't proud to admit they were one of the attackers who put that 'invincible' claim to the test. They really had been reckless...but no matter now. Now, they set to figure out why even the most destructive of powers couldn't put so much as a dent in the door.

Superhero was getting anxious. They weren't used to sitting on the sidelines and Hero was taking far too long.

Superhero's eyes narrowed as someone left the shop. The person waved in Superhero's direction but Superhero ignored them, assuming they must have been taken for someone else. They continued watching the door as if staring for long enough would make the barrier finally appear visible before their eyes.

"Glaring from across the street won't get you a free drink, you know."

Superhero would never admit how badly they startled at the sudden voice.

#puddle reblogs #feline friendo

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puddleslimewrites · 14 days

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Physics Lesson (#2)

Part 1

Villain sat down across from Hero. As per usual, they picked up a random sheet among the scattered papers on Hero's desk and began looking it over. "This is...new."

They knew they'd been gone for a few weeks but these formulas were entirely different.

"New professor," Hero sighed. "New semester. New everything." They looked more tired than usual. Villain almost pitied them. With a silent hum, Villain set to work with them again.

About half an hour in, they leaned back with a groan.

Hero shot them a glare. "No. You don't get to complain. You don't have to do this, but you're doing it anyway," Hero growled.

Villain sat up, hands help up and open in a show of peace. "Alright, cranky aren't we?" But Hero was already looking at their homework problems and muttering to themself again.

"The electric field- no, the electric flux...ugh." Hero's forehead hit the desk with a low thunk.

Villain leaned back in their chair, looking smug. "Sounds like break time."

Hero reluctantly picked their head back up. "Can't. The quiz is tomorrow. I have to at least get through some of this."

Villain hummed, frowning. They rocked in their chair, balancing on the back legs. "Want me to kill them?"

Hero's eyes shot up quickly. "What? No!"

"Just give me the name." Villains started looking through Hero's notebook. "Ah, Professor Erwi-"

The book was snatched out of their hands. No matter. They had what they needed, anyway. Their chair slammed down, a loud thump on the library carpet.

"Villain. Sit. Down."

Villain actually paused - not because of the command but because of Hero's tone.

They smirked, truly amused. "My, my. I didn't know you could sound so vicious," they crooned. They took a seat in the chair next to Hero instead of returning to the one across from them.

Hero glared at them with bloodshot eyes, then sighed, shoulders sagging with exhaustion.

Another hour passed in relative silence. Hero squinted at the back of the worksheet they were on. "Current? When...when did we get to current?" They'd been so focused they didn't even realize the topic changed.

Villain held the notebook up with both hands and tilted their head sideways as if to make better sense of the scribbled notes. Maybe they should help their nemisis with penmanship instead of math. Giving up, they set the notebook aside and snatched the sheet Hero was currently working on. "Resistance is measured in oums, not amps," they corrected. "Otherwise, this looks good."

"Don't say that like you're my tutor," Hero grumbled. They ignored the fact that the villain might as well be at this point. "...But thanks."

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puddleslimewrites · 18 days

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That’s Enough

“Stop it,” Caretaker said once the sound of knuckles thudding mutely turned to squelching. Caretaker stared at Whumpee, the sweat flying from them as they continued to punch the punching bag. “Hey. Whumpee, that’s enough.”

Whumpee didn’t listen. They just kept jabbing in the one two movement they had been doing for the half hour. Caretaker let go of the bag but Whumpee moved with it.

“Hey! Whumpee,” Caretaker hissed, stepping in front of Whumpee, hands up palms facing Whumpee. “That’s enough, you’re hurting yourself.”

Whumpee didn’t listen. Instead, they started punching Caretaker’s hands. Caretaker snapped their hand closed but Whumpee retracted their arm swiftly to their chest to punch again, their eyes distant and hard.

“Whumpee! Whumpee,” Caretaker snapped as Whumpee’s fists started coming harder on Caretaker’s palms. Caretaker stepped forward into Whumpee’s punches and reached a hand up, locking it around Whumpee’s wrist. Whumpee yanked it back but Caretaker held firm.

Only then did Whumpee seem to snap back into themselves. “Let go of me.”

“I said that’s enough, Whumpee. You’re bleeding.”

Whumpee yanked their wrist back towards them but Caretaker didn’t let go. Instead they grabbed Whumpee’s other wrist and clamped their fingers around it too, stopping Whumpee from hurting themself anymore.

Whumpee’s eyes narrowed. “Let go of me, Caretaker! I can look after myself.”

“Clearly you can’t!”

“It’s just a bit of blood!” Whumpee yelled, spit flying from their mouth in anger. “What does it matter?!”

“Blood is meant to be inside your body, Whumpee, not outside.”

“It’s my body,” Whumpee told Caretaker, yanking one of their wrists free. “I’m allowed do what I want to it so let me go.”

“I’m not gonna just stand here and watch you hurt yourself.”

Whumpee let out a crazed, humourless bark of laughter. “Oh, what?” Whumpee asked, eyes glimmering with cruelty. “You want to make me stop, huh? You gonna tie me down like Whumper did because I’m not following your orders? You want to participate like Whumper did?” Whumpee demanded, squaring up to Caretaker, taking a step forward forcing Caretaker back. Whumpee’s voice dropped to a whisper. “Or maybe you want to be the one to make me bleed.”

The question made Caretaker sick. Comparing them to Whumper when all they’ve done is try and help Whumpee? The fact that Whumpee could even make that comparison at all… It was too much. Looking after Whumpee was too much. They let go of Whumpee’s wrist and turned away, walking towards the doors of the gym.

“What? Where are you going now?”

“I told you to stop, Whumpee,” said Caretaker without turning around, pulling off their own gloves. “If you don’t want to, that’s fine. Not my problem.”

Caretaker turned and looked over their shoulder at Whumpee as they opened the door. “But I won’t stand here and watch you finish the job Whumper started. Destroy yourself, why don’t you? You’ll do it on your own.”

#Oooo #this is so gooood #puddle reblogs #writing #whump writing #whump #whumpee #caretaker #whumpee and caretaker

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puddleslimewrites · 20 days

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(if you don't know the character just go off of vibes)

#I dont know #depends how willing they are to kick a slime i suppose? :(#puddle reblogs #not a write #poll #reblog game

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puddleslimewrites · 25 days

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hi! i love your writing!!!! would you like to write about a hero who went undercover at the villain’s base and they fell in love? maybe they’re afraid that the villain will torture them for information after finding out their identity, but in reality the villain is still in love and possessive of them?

Hero's hands twitch at their sides, a sweat starting to bead on their face. They try swallowing, anxiety making their mouth dry. Villain has been quiet for several minutes now, brow pinched together.

Staring at the evidence that exposes Hero's betrayal, the proof of their undercover mission, their face is unreadable. Finally, after what seems an eternity, they speak.

"You've been working against me this whole time." Villain's voice is tight, like a cord ready to snap.

Hero's heart lurches, pulse drumming in their ears and fear making their knees wobble. What would come next, now that their secret was revealed? Torture? Imagining all the ways Villain could inflict pain upon them, making them spill their secrets made Hero shake even more. Death is certainty. Villain would not forgive this.

"I- this isn't- I wasn't..." Hero fails to find the right words, floundering now as they try and steady their voice.

Villain looks them directly on now, and Hero finds the pain in their face, the anger, to be more cutting than they ever imagined.

"Was the...was the way you looked at me fake too? The way you spoke with me, the way you'd let your touch, your gaze linger." Villain speaks with a fire in their voice now, eyes steel, "Was that all fake? Apart of your mission? To make me think you felt something for me."

Flushing hot at the accusation, Hero is quick to defend themselves, throwing their hands up as they try to reason.

"No! Of course not! That...that wasn't part of my mission." Hero speaks now with less fear, emboldened as they speak only the truth.

"I wasn't supposed to develop feelings...but I did." They find Villain's eyes watching them with an indiscernible emotion as they continue. "I won't lie and pretend I wasn't undercover, but how I felt about you wasn't fake."

Hero's cheeks feel warm, as they realize they're admitting their feelings now. To a villain who's likely to torture them any minute now, no less.

Stepping closer now, backing them up against the wall, Villain is silent for several moments. They reach up, grabbing Hero's wrists as they exam their face for any falsehoods.

"You truly have feelings towards me?" Villain finally asks. Hero nods mutely, not breaking eye contact. They feel their heart racing as Villain steps closer.

Villain pulls them by the wrists, reaching for their own belt and quickly binding their arms with a pair of cuffs. Hero has no time to react, and immediately feels their panic rising. Oh no, this must be where the torture starts. The roaring of their own heart is so loud in their ears they almost miss what Villain says next.

"You obviously can't be trusted around secret information anymore, or the weapons room, for that matter. I'll have to keep you in one of my rooms." Villain muses, as they pull Hero along now, not letting them drag their feet.

"...What?" They don't understand what they mean by this. Villain snorts, rolling their eyes.

"Well I'm not letting you go, obviously. Even if wasn't worried about you taking secret info back to the enemy side, I want to keep you here." Villain's voice is lighter now than from when they first discovered their betrayal.

Hero gulps, looking back up at them. "You're not going to torture me?" They ask hesitantly.

Villain barks out a laugh. It's a rough and warm sound, and it makes Hero feel even more weak.

"Of course not. I'm going to keep you here, I'll make sure you're comfortable, but I'll be damned if I'll let you leave me now."

"I don't understand...why?"

Villain pulls them closer by their bound wrists, their chests nearly pressed together now. Hero can feel their breath across their cheek, lips inches away.

"I'll let you in on another secret, my lovely little spy," Villain begins, voice barely above a whisper now. "I've come to love you, too."

#'lovely little spy' you say 👀#<333 #puddle reblogs #heroes and villains #hero x villain #hero x villain community #writing #writing prompts #writing snippet #writing prompt

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puddleslimewrites · 25 days

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Based on this prompt by my beloved @puddleslimewrites <3

Hero didn't shrink under Superhero's gaze. They stared back, expression firm. "I know I messed up. But I did what I could to fix it and no one got killed."

"There are three civilians in critical condition in the hospital. You don't know no one got killed yet."

"What else do expect me to do? I did my best to make it right."

"I expect better from a hero of the agency!" Superhero tried not to raise their voice. They and Hero were standing in one of the agency hallways, this argument was far too public.

Hero crossed their arms and glared back at Superhero. "I never even wanted to be a hero! This is what you wanted. I did what you asked of me and look where it got us."

"You mean where you got us. Do you understand how much damage control I'm going to have to do with the press because of this? And with the agency and city officials?"

"Is that all you care about? The mess I made that you have to clean up? Don't you even care how this might be affecting me? Or I don't know, can't you at least be proud of me for taking responsibility and trying to fix it?"

Superhero sighed like they were dealing with a disobedient child that refused to go to bed. "I don't have time to hold your hand right now, I have the agency to deal with."

"Oh my god can you not be Superhero for one fucking minute and just be my mom?"

Superhero pinched the bridge of her nose. "We'll talk about this later. Just go home."

"I'm not a little kid you can just send to my room for timeout anymore. You-"

"[Name], go. home." Superhero shot her child a warning look. Hero held her gaze until she turned and started walking down the hall.

Hero resisted the urge to yell at her as they turned the opposite direction and stormed out.

#Oooo #yes yes yes!#i love this relationship!!!#not the name usage oop #puddleslimewrites #my starlit lady <3 #heroes and villains #hero x villain community #hero and villain prompts #writing prompt #parent superhero #hero agency #parent child relationship #gotta love not living up to those high expectations </3 #writing prompts #writing #puddle reblogs

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puddleslimewrites · 27 days

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Chance Part Two

Part One

Taking care of a baby, as it turns out, is not easy. Villain has absolutely no clue what they're doing.

Their recent search history is full of things like "How to change a diaper" "What do you feed babies" and "How to stop your cat from hissing at a baby"

That last one was probably a less universal parenthood experience, but Villain's snooty cat was not particularly happy with the new team member.

Another thing that Villain had learned within the following day after bringing the child home, was that they probably should have checked the baby's gender before picking a name. But that was less important, Chance could be a girl's name if Villain said so. Social rules weren't really their thing anyway.

Over the next few days, Villain acquired all manner of baby things. And also a lot of parenting books.

After several days of doing nothing but trying to figure out how to care for an infant, Villain realized they had to get back to doing villain things. But they couldn't exactly leave the child alone all day while they were out fighting heroes...

A day later, Vigilante stood in Villain's living room looking very unimpressed. "Where did you even get that."

"Her name is Chance and I found her in the wreckage after fighting hero last week."

"And you kept it because...?"

"Because despite what the news thinks I'm not a monster." Villain huffed. "Now are you going to watch your new niece while I make an appearance for the heroes or not."

"You must be desperate if you're going to trust me with a child."

Villain shot their younger sibling a look. "Is that a yes?"

Vigilante sighed. "Unfortunately."

"Great!" Villain passed Chance to Vigilante and started gathering a few things. "I'll only be gone a few hours. She'll probably nap for most of that time anyway."

Vigilante soon found themself standing alone in Villain's house reluctantly holding a bright eyed baby.

Villain's cat was on the other side of the room, glaring daggers at the child.

Vigilante raised an eyebrow at the animal. "Don't look at me like that. I'm on your side in this."

#yesss #baby!!#my starlit lady <3 #heroes and villains #villains and heroes #reckless hero #good villain #parent villain #hero and villain community #accidental adoption #vigilante #sibling vigilante and villain #reluctant babysitting

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puddleslimewrites · 1 month

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day one of humbly requesting you to continue nuisance

Hi anon! Thank you for the humble request! ^-^

Nuisance (Part 6)

Part 1 / Part 5

Hero was trapped. And they were trapped with a kid.

They didn't know what caused the earthquake that made this building collapse, but when the ground started shaking while they were out on patrol, they grabbed the nearest civillian and covered them.

When the dust settled and the shaking stopped, they blinked to let their eyes adjust to the darkness, and looked down at the person squirming in their arms.

"...Oh. You're Villain's kid." It took them a moment to realize why this girl looked so familiar, but they were sure of it now. How long had it been since they last saw her with Villain? A few weeks? Perhaps a month or two at most? How fast did kids grow?

She removed herself from Hero's arms and drew herself up as much as she could in the cramped space. They were lucky they ended up in this pocket within the rubble instead of crushed underneath the chunks of debri. "And what if I am?" The little nuisance wasn't looking quite so little anymore, but she certainly kept the attitude Hero remembered.

Hero leaned back and exhaled slowly. They didn't take offense to the challenge in her tone. They had other things to focus on. Like how to get out of here.

After determining that there was no way to move the rubble themself without ruining the fragile stability that happened to be keeping them both alive, Hero returned their attention to her. Although they were trapped, she didn't seem panicked at all. If anything, she was far calmer than any adult Hero had had to rescue.

"You don't seem scared. Are you alright?" Everyone expressed fear differently. Hero might not be great with kids, and this one might have an unusual liking for villainous characters, but they did still know how to do their job.

She gave them a look that Hero was very familiar with. It was reminiscent of Villain's favorite expression - the one that let Hero know they were being judged. Heavily. "Duh. I'm just waiting."

"Waiting? For what?"

The child scoffed. "What do you think?"

Hero frowned. Was she waiting for rescue? Hero couldn't put a call through - there was no signal here - but she seemed confident that something would happen soon.

A beat passed before they attempted to assure her. "I'm sure someone will be looking for us. It might take some time for a team to find us-"

"I'm not waiting for one of you," she cut them off bluntly. "Heroes suck. You even blew up my house once."

That gave Hero pause. It was true some of their coworkers could be a bit reckless. They couldn't blame a child for seeing things that way if they were affected so directly. "I'm...sorry to hear that," they said seriously. "I promise we are doing our best to protect you. But sometimes destruction like that is unavoidable."

"Oooor you're just bad at your job." She scoffed, small fists planted on her hips as she glared Hero down. The image would have been just a bit more intimidating if she didn't stick her tongue out too.

Nevertheless, Hero's face burned a little with embarrassment. At least they could be sure now that that sharp tongue of hers didn't come from Villain's influence.

#puddleslimewrites #asks for puddle #thank you for the ask <3 #i wrote this unusually fast this is not the standard #i wrote this instead of sleeping #heroes and villains #nuisance #writing #writing snippet #snippet #hero has good intentions #accidental adoption #villain 'adopts' a child #villain sidekick #hero x villain community

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puddleslimewrites · 1 month

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Chance

Villain coughed as they pulled themself out of the wreckage. The wreckage the heroes caused, but would surely be blamed on them in tomorrow's news. Their knees gave out immediately the first time they tried to stand, pain went shooting through their side.

Sitting on the ground, they surveyed the damage. There was a gruesome gash on their side, probably caused by the broken chunks of stone ceiling they had been buried under. Their ribs were probably fractured, if not broken.

Carefully, ever so carefully, they managed to stand up. With a hand clutching their side they started limping in the vague direction of their base, planning to get home, do the bare minimum required to treat their wounds and pass out.

And that's when they heard it.

Crying. A baby crying. It sounded close. Too close.

It only took a minute or two of looking around to find the source of the sound. It was a struggle to lift the debris given the state they were in, but Villain managed. It was in fact a baby, and probably the only reason it had survived was because who Villain assumed to be its mother had used herself to shield it. They frowned at the sight. Another causality caused by heroes' disregard for civilians. This too, would probably be blamed on them.

Villain wasn't sure what to do. They couldn't take the child in somewhere, they'd be arrested on the spot. And they couldn't leave it here either, who knows when someone would come back to clean up the mess. It wouldn't survive here on its own.

They really only had one option.

"Uh, hey there, little buddy." the Villain said awkwardly as they tried to scoop the wailing baby up into their injured arms. "could you maybe, uh, stop crying? Please? It's a long walk back to my house and I'd rather not draw attention..."

Unsurprisingly, the baby did not comply.

They frowned but didn't know what else to do. What they did know was if they stood here much longer their legs were gonna give out again. So they began the slow, and painful, trek home.

Eventually, the baby did stop crying. Perhaps it just exhausted itself. Whatever the reason, Villain was grateful. By the time they made it home the baby had fallen asleep. They laid it down on the sofa and dragged themself to the bathroom to deal with the gash in their side, the rest could wait until they rested.

When they came back, the baby was awake and crying again. They gathered it into their arms and sunk into the couch. "....Sorry about your mom little guy. The heroes are pretty reckless."

They could feel themself getting closer to passing out. "You're lucky I found you, though it was purely by chance....Chance, huh? That seems like a pretty good name for you."

Their eyelids slipped closed as they fell asleep with the baby in their arms and mumbled. "Welcome to the dark side, Chance."

#yessss #yes yes #ittiy bitty baby villain in the making!!!#i love the name too!!!#heroes and villains #hero x villain community #corrupt hero agency #my starlit lady <3 #villains and heroes #hero and villain prompts #hero agency #good villain #accidental adoption #parent villain #corrupt hero #hero and villain community #reckless hero #writing

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puddleslimewrites · 1 month

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Coffee Shop (Part 5)

Vigilante

Part 1 (Hero) / Part 2 (Civillian) / Part 3 (Villain) / Part 4 (Superhero)

"Vigilante." Superhero breathed a harsh sigh.

Vigilante bumped their shoulder and grinned. "In the flesh. Relax, what are you so wound up for?" They were all too chipper for Superhero's taste. As per usual.

Superhero frowned and went back to watching the store. They couldn't let the wannabe hero distract them.

Undeterred, Vigilante leaned on the wall and remained where they were. "So? What's up?" they tried again, tone ever light and friendly.

Superhero tried not to grind their teeth. "What's up," they bit out, "is confidential. Now be quiet."

"Awww, mean as ever I see."

Superhero made note of two more people entering. Civillians by the looks of them. But then again, everyone who came and went appeared as such. Even the known villains were hard to spot. Was that another effect of the strange energy surrounding the place? Did it provide anonymity as well?

"Maybe you're just losing your edge, hm?"

Superhero ignored the voice in their ear. Vigilante's presence was irrelevant right now. Hero still wasn't out yet. Had they run into trouble? They hadn't ruled out that the place was a front for underground activities. If Hero was in trouble, they'd have to decide if they should go in or call for-

"They're probably just enjoying a drink. You should try one."

No, calling for back up wasn't necessary. It'd draw too much attention, too. Sidekick was away on another mission-

"-nice Chamomile might calm your nerves. Give you a break for once-"

Movement caught their eye. Superhero's focused shifted sharply...only to see a squirrel sifting through the trash. They checked their phone. Still no word from Hero.

"-eriously, the mocha I had last week-"

Superhero closed their eyes and tried to concentrate on the invisible force. It encompassed the whole building, hovering just on the surface, like background noise they would only hear when they listened for it.

The chatter in their ear died down. Superhero opened their eyes and was disappointed to see that the thorn in their side was still there. Vigilante had a curious look on their face, like they were tasting something they couldn't describe.

"You can actually feel that? Huh," they said quietly, more to themself than to Superhero. Then they looked up, their friendly smile brighter than before. "Find anything out about it?"

Superhero grit their teeth. They took a deep breath and made sure they made a show of clenching and releasing their fists. "How many times," they said slowly, softly, "must I tell you to mind your own business?"

#puddleslimewrites #gold star to anyone who can guess Vigilante's power c;#heroes and villains #hero x villain community #writing snippet #writing #every part's introduced a new chacter so far #this is uninteded but I like it #superhero x vigilante #implied hero x superhero #platonic hero x superhero #hero x vigilante #coffee shop #coffee shop au

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puddleslimewrites · 2 months

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Prompt #34

*talking to civilian*

Ex-villain with lingering evil tendencies: *unsheathes weapon* I need you as a victim 😈

Hero: WITNESS!

Ex-Villain: Witness 🙄 *sheathes weapon*

MASTERLIST

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puddleslimewrites · 2 months

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Ducklings (Part 3)

Part 1 / Part 2

Prompt: Civillian!Kid(s) keep showing up to Hero's and Villain's fights (more applicable to parts 1 and 2 but this is a contuation of those c:)

Tag List: @black-rose-events

CW: knife

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"Again," Villain commanded.

Mikey grit his teeth and aimed at the target. He was frustrated, Villain knew, but if these kids were going to run around defying heroes and getting themselves in trouble then Villain would make sure they could at least defend themselves properly.

Marley had a talent for throwing knives but her endurance was low. At present she ran laps around the base while Charlie dug through the weapon pile for something he liked.

Villain called them together once Marley returned from outside. They sighed as the kids sat in a circle around them. Charlie tossed the tazer he'd found up in the air and caught it, then switched hands and did it again. Villain made sure to keep an eye on that out of the corner of their eye.

For a long moment they merely watched the three talk about their training. They were all so lively. It seemed...odd, to have them in a place like this. Villain frowned deeply. "Don't you kids want to go home?"

"Don't got one," Marley grunted. She looked irritated and her shirt was soaked through. Good. Villain was glad to see that she'd at least put in the effort despite all the complaints.

"That warehouse you saved us from was our base," Charlie piped in.

Mikey flipped the knife he was sharpening to check his work. "We were using this one room in the basement that no one ever went in. Got good at sneaking around pretty quick. Charlie's the best at it." He nodded to the youngest in the group, then gestured with the knife.

"Marley is our hard hitter. Charlie's our spy and special op." He went back to polishing. "And I'm the plan guy, I guess."

"You were our leader!" Charlie corrected.

Mikey grinned and gave a half-hearted shrug. "Sure. But now you're the boss, boss," he said to Villain.

Villain...didn't actually know much about these kids, they realized. They'd noticed the hierarchy of power, as the other two often differed to Mikey, but they really hadn't given much thought to where they'd come from. It's about time they fix that.

Villain stood and gave instructions for them to get back to work. They had business to take care of tonight.

~

Hero's patrol route was easy to predict and even easier to intercept. Villain snatched them mid stride and dragged them into the nearest alley.

"I need information."

Hero raised a brow, expression a mix of skeptical and surprised. "You say that as if I'd be willing to give you anything of the sort."

"Oh, you are," Villain assured. They withrew a folder from within their cloak. Hero eyed it as if it would bite if they reached for it, but accepted it nonetheless. "You've been looking for Other Villain." It wasn't a guess - Villain knew this for a fact. "You won't find them...without help."

Hero looked through the papers, then back up at the villain. "You'd sell out an ally? Just like that?"

"Not for free, no." Villain stepped closer to Hero. "I need information," they said again. They gave Hero another folder - this one much thinner. They allowed Hero to glance through its contents.

"This is-"

The hero was cut off by a knife at their throat.

"You tell anyone else about them and Supervillain will be the least of your worries," Villain hissed in their ear.

There was a tense moment in which neither dared to move. Then, with a soft exhale and the barest inclination of their chin, Hero was set free.

"A bit harsh for your methods," Hero commented gruffly. They felt their neck - the knife had broken skin, but not enough to let the wound bleed freely.

On any other day, Villain would have looked satisfied with the compliment. Today, they put a hand on Hero's shoulder and tapped the folder with the edge of their knife. Villain leaned close again, grip tightening, as a grin split their face, to deliver a final warning.

"Anything. For my kids."

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