#hope i did it right

[ameliecausse]

Shaka and Māra, the demon King of the Sixth Realm~

[ncutii-gatwa]

Margot Robbie getting ready for the 81st Golden Globe Awards (Jan 07, 2024)

[starry-night-author]

I just found your blog and I LOVE your writing! Can I request a Hero that gets kidnapped by a yandere Villain???

Teeheee a classic :3 thank you!!!!

Prompt #22

Hero had to try their hardest not to cry as they were the one who had to pay for dinner. Taking the card back from the waiter and picking up their boxed-up leftovers they stood, tucking their chair back beneath the table. Trying to keep their eyes off the chair opposite them, the one that Superhero hadn't even bothered to push in.

Should they push it back in? If they didn't, the restaurant employees would have to.

Sighing, they walked over and pushed Superhero's empty seat back beneath the table.

Hero managed to keep in their tears as they walked through the restaurant, but once they reached the chilly night air, they couldn't cram their sobs down any longer. They let their tears run down their face to drip into their scarf as they pulled out their phone to arrange for someone to come pick them up.

Hero and Superhero had only been dating for a few months, but breakups always hurt. Especially ones that had come out of nowhere. Superhero had been gentle with them, saying they could still be friends and they would be happy to see them at work on Monday- but they'd still left as soon as they were done, leaving Hero halfway through their spaghetti and to pay for both of their meals.

The crime-stopper hadn't had the appetite to finish their dinner, and had only waited until they were sure Superhero was gone before boxing it up and leaving.

Out here in the cold, alone, Hero felt oddly weightless. Detached. Drifting into space.

"Alone on a Friday night? God, you're pathetic."

Hero jumped, looking up. "W-what?"

Someone slipped from the shadows next to the building, cast by the bright streetlights from above. It took Hero a moment to recognize them, but once they did, they were quickly wiping away their tears and hoping the newcomer hadn't noticed. "Villain! What are you doing here?"

The villain grinned, showing startlingly white teeth that almost seemed to glow in the dark night. Their smile looked stretched, forced. "Got stood up."

"Oh," Hero sighed. "Mine at least actually showed up."

"And yet you're alone?"

"And yet I'm alone." They looked back down at their phone. "Superhero was my ride, too."

A hand on their arm, Hero jumped. They hadn't heard Villain get that close.

The criminal's voice was quiet, dangerously smooth. "I've got a car, I can take you home."

Hero offered them a hesitant smile. "I-I'll be alright."

"Oh, come on, Hero! We're both off duty, and you know me. You don't even have to give me your exact address if you don't want to, I'll drop you wherever you need." They pressed closer, breath pluming in the cold night and their voice a purr. "You should really get out of this cold."

Hero sighed. They were miserable, they didn't want to think, to have to take care of themself. They just wanted to get home as soon as possible so they could cry. "Alright."

They let Villain lead them over to their shiny dark car, parked beneath one of the street lamps. Moths and mosquitoes whizzed in front of the light, casting strange moving shadows down on the road. They sat in the passenger's seat, and Villain offered them the GPS as soon as they were settled. "Put your address in there," they prompted.

Hero chose a street a few blocks from theirs, not wanting to let their enemy know exactly where they lived. Villain accepted the GPS back without a word, turning the car on and pulling smoothly out of the parking lot.

"So," Villain started as they turned onto the main highway that ran throughout the city. "How's your week been?"

"Fine," Hero sighed, leaning against the window. "Until today."

"What happened?" The criminal glanced at them. "If you're alright with saying."

Hero gave a brief overview of their relationship with Superhero and of their date tonight, and Villain frowned sympathetically. "I'm sorry. They don't know what they're losing."

Hero smiled faintly, wiping at their freshly wet eyes. "Thanks. What about you?"

"There's tissues in the glove compartment if you need any. Mine at least was a first date, this would've been my first time meeting them in person." Villain shrugged, then cast a sly glance at them. "What are the odds we both ended up ditched by our dates on the same night at the same place?"

Hero had already blown their nose, they were using the tissue to wipe their eyes again when they hesitated. What were the odds of that? "You weren't following me, were you?" It was only half a joke.

"Hm? Oh, no. I've got too many things to do to be following little heroes around." Their tone was teasing. "Don't flatter yourself."

Nerves slightly quelled, Hero leaned back in their seat. "Well, at least I can have the leftovers for lunch tomorrow or something."

Street lamps whizzed by overhead, casting beams of light in the car that sped by quickly. The scenery outside was a blur to Hero, they were too lost in their surprise and sadness to register much of it. Villain seemed to know where they were going though, so they didn't bother themself with it. The criminal hadn't replied to their point, allowing a lull in the conversation to give Hero a moment to zone out. Their earlier odd weightlessness having time to return.

It took them a moment to come back to themself. "Oh, thanks for the ride."

"Of course," Villain smiled, eyes still on the dark road. "It'd be against my morals not to help you out."

It was true, despite their ruthless reputation, Villain had always been quite nice to the hero. Though the most they'd ever interacted before this was once when Hero had been on an assignment to destroy a weapon Villain had made, the criminal had seemed quite understanding about the destruction and had even slipped Hero some bandages for the cut they'd accidentally given them. It was part of why Hero had accepted help from their nemesis, this amount of generosity wasn't unusual from them. They were oddly trustworthy in that regard.

That being said, the rumors circulating about Villain went entirely against that. According to the whispers, they were a terribly malicious, cruel, and downright hurtful. They mistreated their henchmen. They'd killed their last assigned hero. They didn't care about the civilian lives their schemes cost, in fact, they went out of their way to cause them.

But surely, seeing Villain now, those had to be false. Or possibly exaggerations, spread by Villain themself to keep other villain's with messing with them. That wasn't unheard of, in fact, Hero could think of several past villains who had done the same thing.

"So, what will you do without Superhero?" Villain picked up the conversation. "Is it too soon to ask if you will want to start dating again?"

"Why, you asking me out?" Hero joked. Villain's kindness warmed their sadness, already making them feel a little better. "No, not really. I don't want to be single, but I don't want to go through the whole process of meeting someone new."

"I hear that," Villain sighed. "You could always try sparking something with someone you already know."

Hero shook their head. "I feel like all my friends are just that. Friends. And there's not many people outside of that I know very well."

"What about enemies?" Villain teased.

The crime-stopper laughed, going along with the joke. "Oh sure, let me just call up the list of villains I'm supposed to bring in by next week."

"Am I on that list?"

Knowing it was a joke Hero laughed again, shaking their head and sitting back in their chair. Villain really did know how to cheer them up, they were glad they'd gone with them tonight. "Don't know, I'll have to look through it."

"Write mine at the bottom if I'm not there, why don't you?"

Hero snorted, their laughter subsiding as they leaned against the window. "Yeah, well, it's probably too soon anyway. I liked Superhero, I don't know if I can get used to someone else so soon."

"Hm." Villain looked back at the road, letting out a breath.

Hero sat up, tapping the window. "Oh, hey, I think you missed the turn, my place is that way?" Maybe they were taking a different route?

"We're not going back to your place."

"W-what?" Hero blinked.

Villain's gaze was hard set as they glared out the windshield, their expression suddenly much more serious than Hero had seen it all night. "We're not going back to your place." They repeated.

Hero was beginning to panic, their earlier contentedness slipping away like the rushing objects outside. "W-why?"

"Because if no one out there can treat you right, then they don't get to have you."

[defire]

For @kabie-whump 's magic whump week, this is part of The Gifted, an older story from the same world as Dance of Death.

Content: whumpee death, mild gore, magic overuse, broken bones

Merreth huffed in annoyance as he watched Len, the last Gravitor they had in stock, using up his powers to enchant their army.

Len stood at his side, sniffling irritatingly the way tortured kids do when you stop torturing them. More of a shaky breathing, hoarse, like some undead thing. Len had lost most of his hair, and the bits left were white and brittle. His nails had fallen off, and they had to drag him out there in the first place. He trembled, looking at the line of barbarians they had to enchant with this boy's gravity powers.

Merreth grabbed Len by the back of his collar before he could cringe away.

"Get used to it kid." He said. "I did. Look how well I turned out."

"Merreth," Len's chin trembled. Unhealed scars on his face and arms were opening up again as the boy tried to exert his power. "I'm... if I keep this up, I'm gonna die. I just know it's gonna kill me."

Merreth snorted.

"Tough it out, bitch." Merreth put his left hand on the back of the boy's neck, the right hand on the the priest's throat. Power sapped through his hands.

As Len drew too much magic out for Merreth, he would be experiencing all the abuse he'd recently been allowed to heal from, all at once.

"Can't you--ugh--" The boy gasped as his lip split back open.

Ah, split lips, broken noses. Merreth looked back with a grimace of... happiness? at his own past time in the facility. If you proved useful enough, you'd live; you'd even become more powerful, just like Merreth had.

Even so, it was rather unpleasant to watch the boy fall apart. It was like watching someone get beat up, backwards. It wasn't nice to recall precisely what had happened. Merreth focused on his powerful biceps, the thrill of the power of a gravitor rushing through his fingertips. 

Another enchantment, done. The next barbarian allowed Nogeree to lay hands upon him.

"Can't you use Clairvoyants for awhile?" Len whimpered. He was barely standing, gripping to Merreth's coat.

"They told me to do a gravitor enchantment." Merreth grunted. 

Chazans didn't give a fuck about using up their tools.

"I... Can't." The boy said. Then he let out a shuddering cry, that would've been a scream if it wasn't so weak.

Merreth looked down at the kid to see his nose bleeding, face twisted in silent anguish as he bent forward, half suspended by Merreth's grip. He was clutching his left arm. It was hanging at an odd angle. The kid shuddered, and gripped Merreth's arm. He held on like he wanted to give away everything.

"Can't?" Merreth said. "You better not mean that."

"I--I'm trying." Len sobbed, sniffing and forcing himself to stop. "It hurts... so much. My arm is re-broken. Please let me rest. My powers will come back."

"We'll torture you again." Merreth said. Torture always worked. Most of the time it always did, anyway.

The boy lowered his head, clenched his teeth, and poured power into Merreth's arm. He started sobbing, but he didn't stop again. Merreth could feel his will, pushing with the hope to expire with his power. 

Merreth felt the last bit of power, like life-force seeping into his arm. He had to wrench it away, this time, and he bestowed it on the barbarian.

Len screamed and crumpled, as if both legs had broken under him. Yep, looked like they had. The boy shook and convulsed, then slowly the convulsions became slower and quieter. Wasn't any juice left in him.

Merreth stooped over and covered the kid's mouth with his hand, to feel if he was breathing. He poked fingers into Len's neck to see if he had a pulse. Nothing.

Merreth glanced up to see irritated Chazans moving over to the scene.

He frowned, angry. Then he took a deep breath and stood up, a heavy weight on his chest. 

"Now look what you made me do." Merreth yelled at them. "We killed our last Gravitor."

[elric-art]

can you draw saucy RoyEd CoS when Ed kisses Roy on his eyepatch and Roy kisses him on the scar on his chest while Ed riding on him?

Everyone is 21+

[ouliarts]

Wanted to make myself some Kirby stickers in celebration of the new remake, truly my joker era has begun

[residentrookie]

ts favorites playlist 😊

ok i made a personal ts playlist of all my favorites of each track number bc 1989 tv announcement has me feeling crazy 🤩🥰💌😌🫶🏻🤗

fearless (fearless)

cardigan (folklore)

gold rush (evermore)

out of the woods (1989)

delicate (reputation)

mirrorball (folklore)

the story of us (speak now)

august (folklore)

getaway car (reputation)

death by a thousand cuts (lover)

this love (1989)

dress (reputation)

last kiss (speak now)

the great war (midnights)

you are in love (1989)

new romantics (1989)

the lakes (folklore)

glitch (midnights)

disclaimer: this was hard as fuck and i gasped in pain multiple times bc it’s like choosing between favorite children, BUT at the end of it you get a fun little personalized playlist 🤩 what i did was look up “ts track #_” on spotify and found playlists that had them all in one place for easier viewing 🤗 u run out eventually, so i stopped at 18

i wasn’t gonna make this into a tag game bc it’s kind of a whole ordeal, but i’m gonna tag some of my diehard swiftie moots if y’all are bored and want to do it :))) @xjustakay @inevitablestars @rweoutofthewoods @a-fiery-fox @messerflower but absolutely no pressure!!! (ALSO OPEN TAG IF U SEE THIS AND U WANNA DO IT PLS SAY I TAGGED U I WANT TO JUDGE UR CHOICES)

[ohumokay]

Hiya, this is my blog. I don't care what you refer to me as; I'm just here to rant, make you laugh (hopefully 😭), and say what people ain't willing to say.

My pronouns are She/They. I am *deep ass inhale* demiromantic, asexual (demiace questioning), biromantic, demiNB (demigirl), and a walking queer magnet.

I'm 16, but I talk like a Victorian poet on a good day (Chicago drug dealer on a bad). I am a Black American on the East Coast and I'm not really sure all what information I should put in here 😀

I like to draw (drew my pfp) and write stories, tho it's unlikely I'll post any of those here. I may, only because I use platforms like this to emote, but Anxiety still kicking my ass.

Ooo, I'm in a ton of fandoms. *Deep inhale again* PJOU, HTTYD, MLP, SBG, SAB, SOC, OUAT, TVDU, (honorary) HP, WFA, TDP, TOA, Legends of Avantris, ect. (I'll add more as I find the communities on here).

Um, that's about all. You can ask whatever, I overshare and yap uncontrollably so 🤷🏾‍♀️. Okay, bye (like bye on this post, not the blog. Enjoy my blog)!

[friendamedes]

getting to know others meme

i am notably terrible at tag games, but @witchoil tagged me so i am doing my best 🫡

last song: "dreams" by the cranberries! top-tier. absolutely obsessed w/ this song.

currently watching: i'm terrible at watching tv these days, for some reason, but i recently got into the secret sleepover society streams after watching a lot of drawfee and i think they're fun! i've been keeping up on the new season of WWDITS also.

currently reading: she who became the sun and the archive undying! i'm liking both of them so far :) still on my hunt for a book that makes me insane the way nona did. someday...

current obsession: not clarifying but @andromede-ayne and i have been talking abt a specific pal headcanon that's been making me crazy. other than that: i have been playing a lot of totk! it's a good game i just wish i was capable of writing about it, lol. also on-and-off playing with starwar divorcees like action figures

goodness. tagging ayne, @arithmonym, and @thefigmented. and YOU!!! if you want to answer some questions!!

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[charred-angelwings]

I’m just curious

I’ve watched the whole season and I’ve had a lot of thoughts and feelings about the show as a whole and I’m curious how it’s gonna all tie together and if Dean coming back is going to be a pivotal part of the episode or just another bait tactic and he only shows up for the last five minutes god help them if that’s that case

[cozylittleartblog]

not that we didn't already Know belos was full of shit, but it's even funnier knowing the titan was still alive the whole time and probably judging him

[egophiliac]

buckle up lads we're going BACK INTO THE BOOK

[bloominglegumes]

HASBRO DONT YOU DARE MESS HIM UP

[kxjostarr]

joining the club so put something under jooty fruit's tree

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NOOOOO LITTLE GERMAN BOY! DONT APOLOGIZE TO YOUR ABUSER “MAKING THEM ABUSE YOU”!!! ITS NOT REAL