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natimiles · 4 days
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I'm coming to love these two together
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utterdrip · 3 months
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aha!
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starlasketch · 4 months
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pinterest is fun to fall into and then draw outfits based on what i saw
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starry-night-author · 10 months
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Can you continue prompt #20? I'm a sucker for some fluff and want villain to surviveeee
Okay okay, fluff for you :3
Prompt #20 (Part 2)
(Part 1)
Villain was terrified.
They were trapped and injured, no way to get out and the only person available to help was also trapped with them.
They knew Hero was trying their best to get them out of there, but for a moment, Villain didn't want them to. They just wanted someone next to them, a reminder that they weren't here alone.
That they wouldn't die alone.
"H-Hero?" Their voice was shaky, Villain felt it was barely audible. They hoped Hero had heard them, even though their foe stood only a few feet away.
"I'm right here." That wonderful response, the reassurance feeling like a cool breeze on a boiling hot summer day. Villain closed their eyes, swallowed painfully.
"You can get us out, right?"
Hero let out a breath. Villain didn't know if they were unsure, or just tired of Villain asking. "Yeah, we'll get out."
"You're sure?" Villain couldn't help but ask.
"Mm-hm."
That wasn't enough. Villain shifted slightly, trying to face the hero. "Can-" they moved too much, they gasped in pain. "-can you come sit by me again? Just for a minute?"
Hero didn't answer, but Villain heard them approach, saw them crouch down next them, felt their arms reach out to hold them close. Villain collapsed against them, their tears falling freely as Hero squeezed them tightly.
This was it. They were really going to die down here, bleeding out in Hero's arms. Now that the hero was holding them, they found it harder to stay awake, harder to keep their eyes open. They knew giving in would be signing themself over to oblivion, but now that sounded nice.
That meant no more pain, no more fear, no more darkness. Drifting off next to Hero felt like heaven, in several different meanings.
They could finally be peaceful.
Villain was distantly aware of Hero sitting up, saying something. But they were too far gone, they couldn't hear it.
They only really wanted to protest when they felt Hero moving, their hand tightening feebly in the hero's clothes. They didn't want to stay here by themself, they didn't want to die alone.
But by now the oblivion had gotten too close, and Hero was gone.
With one last shuddering breath,
Villain was too.
They woke blearily to a faint beeping noise. For a moment, that was all they could register.
They were floating on a soft, warm cloud, not quite awake, but they weren't asleep anymore. Faint warm shapes moved beyond their half-lidded fuzzy vision, and all Villain could do at first was watch the colors go by. They listened quietly to the beeping, and to the gentle thudding of their own heart.
Finally, the rest of their senses caught up, and they slowly opened their eyes fully, taking in their surroundings.
They were lying on their back in a hospital bed, tucked beneath the blankets with their hands resting at their sides. The window to their right let in a warm glow from the sunrise, casting the room in a beautiful peach color. Another thing Villain noticed was the slight resistance around their chest as they inhaled, and it took them a moment to realize it was from a bandage.
They lifted their hand, staring at their IV for a moment.
That's when everything else sank in.
They were alive.
But where was Hero? How had they made it out? Had Hero not made it out? Were they okay? Had they been hurt? Where were they?
Villain wanted to get up, go find them. But they were too exhausted to move, too sore, to weak. Clearly still recovering, all they could do was lay there, useless.
A few minutes went by before anything happened.
A nurse slipped in, their eyebrows rising in surprise as they saw Villain awake. As they moved away from the door, someone else came in behind them.
"Hero!" Villain exclaimed. They made it! They were alright!
"Villain!" Hero rushed past the nurse to Villain's bedside, leaning down to hold the side of their face. "You're awake! Are you alright?"
A bit of Villain's usual smug and teasing tone snuck in. "What, worried about me?"
"Of course I was," Hero leaned forward, gently touching their forehead against Villain's. "I was so worried, Villain."
"Thanks for getting me out of there," Villain's hand lifted to gently cup Hero's, still pressed against the side of their face. They'd never seen the crime stopper this relieved for them, so previously concerned about them. "Thank you for... everything."
It was because of Hero that Supervillain was now gone, and Villain could finally be free.
"Of course," Hero smiled, their face illuminated in loving warm tones from the light outside.
With one last forehead touch, they stood up and backed away, letting the nurse approach Villain to check on them. They asked the criminal a few questions, adjusting things and making sure they were stable and comfortable. Then they left, telling the two they'd be back soon to bring Villain some food.
As soon as the door to Villain's hospital room was shut Hero wasted no time in settling down on the bed next to them, reclined back like Villain was with their shoulders pressed against one another.
Hero was quick to fill them in on what had happened, about how the team combing the rubble had found the two of them, and Hero had first hauled Villain up to them. The villain had been whisked away, and it'd been hours before Hero found out if they were even alive or not.
As Hero described their relief in finding that Villain was alive, Villain quietly slipped their hand into Hero's, both resting against each other on the bed. Hero gripped it tightly, but otherwise didn't acknowledge the action as they continued with their story.
Despite having been unconscious for over twenty-four hours, Villain was still exhausted. They were achingly hungry and wanted to hear Hero's story, but it wasn't long before they felt themself drifting off, their head drooping down to rest on Hero's shoulder.
They were safe with Hero, they were safe with Supervillain gone. Now that the oblivion no longer threatened to kill them, they welcomed it as they let themself finally drift off to sleep next to Hero.
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projectmayhem-stims · 1 month
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ME AND YOU, SETTING IN A HONEYMOON
🌙 🌙 🌙
🌅 🌅 🌅
⭐️ ⭐️ ⭐️
5: Your favorite song: I'm Like A Lawyer With the Way I'm Always Trying to Get You Off (Me and You) by Fall Out Boy! i honestly don't really have a favorite song, cause i love music sm, but this is the song I say is my fave! i just think its so pretty :]
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ruth & charlotte stimboard !
⛧ with star stims !
☾ rq'd by 🎩 anon !
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ilium-inlimbo · 4 months
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Woke up from my slumber to post this out
Ultrakill Councilor Plushie with a detachable magnetic head
I'll draw it out when I wake up. Maybe
Goober night eepers
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shiningtalons · 6 months
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clara-eternal · 2 months
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[ @sanguisarcana liked this starter call ]
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Clara found herself unable to sleep, despite the tranquility of the night and the brilliant stars scattered across the sky. It was as if a lingering nightmare hovered at the edge of her consciousness, elusive yet disconcerting. Leaning against the sturdy trunk of a tree, she gazed up at the twinkling constellations, hoping to find solace in their distant light.
As she wrestled with her restless thoughts, a faint rustling caught her attention. Turning slightly, Clara's eyes widened as a figure emerged from the shadows, bathed in the ethereal glow of the moonlight. "Astarion?" she murmured, surprise coloring her voice. "What are you doing out here? I thought you were in meditation."
Though their acquaintance was still in its early stages, Clara couldn't help but feel a sense of intrigue around the enigmatic pale elf. He was a man of mystery, with layers yet to be unveiled. Despite their occasional differences in opinion, she admired his charming demeanor and mischievous nature. Gesturing to the empty space beside her, she offered a warm smile.
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"You're welcome to join me if you like."
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natimiles · 19 days
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The high-schoolers
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utterdrip · 3 months
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#starry comp
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Prompt #12
Superhero smiled as Supervillain kissed their jaw, letting out a small hum. They were held close by the hand on their waist and the other on their cheek, and didn't have the willpower to pull away.
"Supervillain," they whispered into the dark, voice full of longing. "I have to go."
"What if I don't want you to?" Supervillain whispered back, kissing them again.
Superhero sighed. "I'm sorry, but I have to. You know I can only spend so much time away before-"
"I know, I know, they get suspicious." Supervillain kissed them one last time before drawing back. "They don't even let you in your house for an extended period of time?"
Superhero grinned sheepishly. "You know me, I was married to my work before we were together. It's normal for me to spend most of the day at the agency, and if I don't..."
"...They ask questions." Supervillain said with a sigh. "I get it." They leaned in for one last kiss against Superhero's lips. "Come back to me though, okay?"
"Of course," Superhero grinned. "As soon as I can get away."
They ran their hands down Supervillain’s sides before pulling them away, and Supervillain squirmed. “That tickles!”
Superhero grinned at them, and Supervillain quickly backtracked. “Oh no don’t you d-“
But it was too late. Superhero’s hands shot out, tickling their way down Supervillain’s sides.
Supervillain burst out laughing, squirming away from their partner. “Ack- stop- you’re evil! Stop stop stop!”
Superhero’s hands stalled on Supervillain’s hips, grinning at them. Supervillain scowled at them, catching their breath. “I hate you,” they grumbled. “You’re evil.”
Superhero touched their nose to their partner's. “You love me.”
The villain sighed, smiling. “I love you.”
Their peaceful moment was shattered by the sound of sirens just outside, and the two nearly jumped out of their skin. Red and blue lights flashed off of the walls, and Superhero and Supervillain shared a look of absolute dread.
Superhero kissed their forehead one last time. "You see if you get out the back, I'll go figure out what they want."
Supervillain nodded, and Superhero pulled away walking to the door. After taking a deep breath they opened it, squinting in the bright cop lights. "What is going on?"
A voice over a megaphone. Hero. "Superhero, step out of the house, now."
Hands raised, Superhero took a few steps forward. "What is going on? Why are you-"
A shot rang out. Loud and unexpected, Superhero flinched instinctively.
Something whizzed past them, violently disturbing the air.
There came a cry from behind them.
Something hit the floor.
Supervillain.
In their shock Superhero had no idea if they'd said the name aloud or not, their ears were still ringing from the sound of the gunshot, and they were too shaky with fear.
They moved to twist around, to check on their partner, when they were interrupted by Hero's megaphone again.
Hero was lowering a smoking gun. "Superhero, step out of the house. Now."
Shaking, Superhero turned to face them, hands raised. They took a trembling step forward, tears running down their face. Their earlier moment of loving laughter had evaporated in an instant, completely cleared up at the sound of the gun. Now Superhero was left feeling both hollow and full of fear. "Hero," they whispered. "What did you do?"
Hero grinned and lowered their megaphone as officers rushed forward to restrain Superhero, forcing them to their knees and pinning their arms behind their back.
"What's going on? I-"
Hero cut them off, shaking their head. "Oh don't play dumb. You know what you did. There are strict rules against relationships like this, and you of all people should know."
Superhero was too shocked to deny it. This had all happened so fast.
Hero took a step forward.
"Did you really think you could get away with it?"
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astarriscus · 2 years
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on night and early mornings when the phrase "i can't sleep" is what you can relate to at most, akira quietly breaks free from morgana's usual nagging to stay up for a while with you until you fall asleep, even if you voice your worries about his own sleep schedule. on call, his voice is low, soothing, and he lets you do whatever until you finally feel sleepy—sure, he might regret staying up so late (and, perhaps, maybe not even sleeping at all in the end) but if it's for you? he'll be there by your side, a worried and comforting presence that cares a lot for your wellbeing.
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ilium-inlimbo · 5 months
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I sometimes like to imagine that the ultrakill universe is so into the future when they see an old Mac book they'll just be confused TF that thing was, eighter that or v1 mistaking a wii box for a charging port of some kind
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photosofsuburbia · 1 year
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Falmouth, Cornwall
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shiningtalons · 5 months
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