#OOOOOOPS

[stimpry]

homestuck if it was good

[ultipoter]

The headcanon of immortal Volo and his Very Old Togekiss live rent free in my brain

[save-the-villainous-cat]

Hero x Villain where Hero kills out of anger and Villain sees then falls in love with their rage?

“Nah, sorry, champ. HQ’s orders,” the guard huffed.

With a push that not only looked personal but must’ve felt personal, they forced the protesting hero back into the cell, handcuffed and robbed of their superpowers. And there they were, the almighty, pushed to the ground by a mere servant.

The villain watched them, an intrigued and satisfied smile on their face. Lazily, they leaned their head against the glass, arms crossed over their chest, wondering if this was an act for their own entertainment or quite real. The hero. In a cell. Right next to them.

It was a terribly serious prison with military grade technology which made it rather fun to escape from. The villain was simple in that aspect, they couldn’t resist walking away from a good explosion at the end of the day. To their knowledge, there were countless of attempts every hour or so but only one had ever succeeded at escaping.

And that was the villain. A year ago or so, they had forgotten.

With no weapons, obviously, but also special equipment to stop superpowers to develop, the prison’s secrets had to be cracked with wits, not the supernatural. Not even cell mates where allowed which pestered the villain especially. They were rather fond of talking someone’s ear off.

For the past two weeks the villain had decayed in here yet again and this time, they had to admit, it was trickier to find a way out. They’d imprisoned the villain in the what the guards called Deadly District. It meant the glass was made out of AM-III, the hardest glass in the world. The glass that could scratch diamonds.

Cool.

But also not very helpful when one is trying to break out of it. Not very helpful when it was caging them. It was a fairly new advancement, a small attempt at being scary.

“Oh, this looks fun.” The villain tilted their head and gazed at the hero with half-lidded eyes. For their great escape plan to work, they had actually needed the hero. Had wanted to seduce them. But this was way better than studying the guards. “Cutting your wings off. Poor thing.”

“I am a lieutenant of the association,” the hero hissed at the guard. “Are you aware of the damage you’re causing to yourself?”

The guard chuckled.

“Sorry, boss. Told you this is an order from high up. Not your call anymore.”

“Ouch,” the villain said, head still leaned against the glass. The false sympathy in their voice wasn’t provocative enough. They longed for the hero’s attention but they were nothing but a spectator in this situation. The hero didn’t mind them one bit. “Very disrespectful, I wouldn’t let that slide.”

“Count yourself lucky, your whole department is probably dead by now. Fucking traitor.” The guard spat on the ground and it would’ve been a lie to say the villain wasn’t surprised by that development. The heroes tearing each other apart? Wonderful.

When the villain stopped their daydreaming and looked back at the hero, the temperature had dropped.

The hero looked terrifyingly determined, like a monster ready to claw the guard open. They didn’t look like themselves, as if a trigger had been pulled and propped up another version of them. Something unpredictable and…wrong.

“Someone will die for this,” they promised and before the guard could do anything, the hero broke the handcuffs. Hatred and revenge consumed them, corrupted them, fuelled their powers till they were too much to hold but what scared the villain was the fact that they didn’t use them.

They went for the guard with their bare hands.

They grabbed them.

In their lifetime, the villain wouldn’t forget the way the guard screamed, how panic mirrored in their eyes, how they tried to reach for the touchpad to close the cell, how they ultimately fell and tried to crawl away.

The hero stood above them, expressionless.

“I’m afraid it’s you,” they said calmly. They pressed their boot into the guard’s neck, pressing until they were gasping for air. Their arms were outstretched, reaching for the hero but never touching them.

Above all, the villain didn’t forget how the hero leaned down and let themselves fall onto their chest, knees first. And then they punched them.

Punched them until their own knuckles scratched open, raw flesh greeting the cool prison, punched them until the whimpers and pleads went silent. The hero didn’t stop when the guard’s face was unidentifiable and just a gory mess of cartilage and broken bone. They stopped when the alarms of the prison roared and they could stick their fist into the guard’s face deep enough to leave blood up to their wrist.

“Holy fuck,” the villain whispered and for the split of a second the hero looked at them the same brutal way. But then, their expression changed.

In horror, they stared at the picture they had painted, at the bloody hand.

And the villain stared not only in shock but also in amazement.

“You got a boyfriend? Girlfriend? Someone?” The hero tore their gaze off the scene and looked at the villain anew.

“N-no.”

“OKOK, cool…”

Both learnt soon enough that this was just a fraction of the darkness within the hero.

[whenthegoldrays]

the worst part is actually that the friend who said he and I would be cute together is in fact my bestie whom I do love dearly but whom I wouldn’t trust as far as I can throw her with my crush secrets and I accidentally already slipped up a little and when she asked if I’d ever think of him in that way I said “maybe”

[auspex]

"Don't let me run another vtm game lol"

*starts another game*

[tricksterscorvid]

Why are you never in bed when I have a nightmare?

Because Anakin, I wake up before you like always.. but now I am making sure I'm not dreaming..

And then I get coffee and unfortunately by the time I return you have woken from a nightmare.

[d0ark]

Oops 😬

[strangedisciple]

me when i pick up typing habits from my online friends

[angeltism]

still feel like shit but I'm gonna try to drag myself out of it. Oopsies on the. posting. within the last hour+. Um. yeah

[themis-cattails]

Themis' Fortune - page 409

Read from the beginning here!

[phontao]

i had been lost to you (sunlight)

and flew like a moth to you (sunlight, oh, sunlight)

oh, your love is sunlight.

[whoevenknowsanymoreok]

idk it’s an old old OLD photo but i just needed something of myself to post

[seekingthestars]

exhibiting some absolutely unhinged behavior and going on a mercari japan shopping spree was not exactly how i planned to spend my night but i'm not mad at it ⊙▽⊙

[eternaldark-a]

i may have saved the url h4lfbloods........

[millenniumdueled]

i meant to take a 20 minute nap and now it's been 2 hours

[wtfuckevenknows]

Did I book London plane tickets this morning????

Maybeeeeeeeee……