#other hero

[starry-night-author]

I'm gonna request something kinda specific, so if you want to change things up or not do it, its fine of course! <3

So, the idea is- two heroes (hero and other hero) basically raised by the agency (that is kinda morally gray) and a hero that joins later ("outside hero"). They are basically best friends.

Outside Hero and Hero get in a relationship, then Outside Hero betrays the agency to become Supervillain. This leaves everyone shook, especially Hero whom becomes paranoic and Other Hero that becomes more stand off-ish and mean.

Well, I'd like to see your twist on this!! You can use any part of the timeline, take all the time you need, literally shape it to your liking!! Add stuff and remove stuff, I'm just very excited🥺

OH MY GOD this looks so fun- Okay! So this one came out extremely long, so I'm deciding to cut it. Here's the first part (not exactly half, the second part is already longer), the second one should be out soon, I'm almost done with it!

Prompt #19

(Part 2)

Hero would never forget the night of the tipping point. In the moment, it seemed so small an inconsequential, and they wished they'd realized how much it really meant.

How serious Outside Hero was.

Hero remembered them ranting as Hero cleaned them up, going on and on about the agency and how they were failing to protect both the citizens and the heroes themselves.

Hero remembered just quietly nodding, hardly paying attention. Ranting was normal. This was routine.

Outside Hero had been a part of a team investigating a small team of villains in a mostly deserted part of the city, which had turned out to be a much larger group than they'd thought. Part way through the raid to capture the villains the agency had decided to pull out, abandoning the team there to be captured.

It was only until Hero got off their shift hours later that they were able to sneak over and free the other heroes.

And Outside Hero was not happy about it. They hardly seemed to notice their various cuts and bruises from the fight, all they could think about was how terrible the agency was for leaving them there.

Hero agreed of course, they were shocked that the agency had just left them there with no help, but they were too used to this. When the agency did something, you just put your head down and went along with it. It was something to be accepted, and not questioned.

So they were quiet as they bandaged Outside Hero's wounds, zoning out as Outside Hero fumed angrily.

By the time they were done, Outside Hero had gone quiet. And when Hero looked up, they saw their partner biting their lip, glaring off into the distance with tears in their eyes.

Ranting was normal, tears weren't. Hero leaned up, kissing their cheek. "I'm sorry, I'm upset too. That was sick of them to do that to you. Is there anything else I can help with?"

Outside Hero just shook their head.

Little did Hero know, that night would be the last time they saw Outside Hero as their partner.

On the other hand, Other Hero would never forget the panic in Hero's face as they told them Outside Hero had been missing for three days. They hadn't come into work, they weren't answering their phone. Other Hero had noticed this as well, but they knew Hero would let them know if anything serious was going on.

Well now they had, and it didn't look good.

By the fifth day Hero officially reported Outside Hero as missing- after stopping by their house Hero and Other Hero had deduced that they hadn't been home all week- but the agency didn't do a thing about it. They were just one of the hundreds of heroes employed, they didn't have time to look for them.

Other Hero would never forget that night either, spent holding an inconsolable Hero. Neither had any idea of what to do.

And both of them would never forget the seventh day, when the city's new villain stormed into the scene. Literally.

This new villain came with all the theatrics of the villains portrayed on tv, over the top, wicked smart, with a dramatic outfit and crazy weapons. Their first encounter with the agency came when the villain launched an attack on their headquarters, consisting of dozens of remote controlled mechs all used to try and tear the place to the ground.

They'd been stopped, but only barely. It was clear that they were going to be a serious threat.

It didn't take them long to earn a reputation. They became known as Supervillain, a villain who based their entire personality off of the silly dramatic villains in fiction but unlike them, was a real threat. They were relentless in their attacks against the agency, and Hero and Other Hero found themselves stretched thin trying to stop them.

That, on top of their recent loss of their respective partner and best friend, was enough to leave them both miserable.

Hero was the first to figure it out.

During Supervillain's most recent attack, a news team had managed to get some close up footage of them as their huge mech ripped into the side of the agency's headquarters. They were leaned back, laughing, hand held to their mouth in a fist as if to partially stifle it.

Outside Hero always used to laugh like that.

Whether it was a full body-shaking laugh or the quietest of snorts, they always instinctively covered their laughs like that. A fist, with their thumb on the inside.

And once Hero noticed that, the similarities began to become more obvious. Their voice. Small fashion choices. The design of their weapons. And when they'd managed to stand still enough for the press to finally get a clear picture of their face, it became incredibly evident.

It just so happened that the day Hero was certain in this that the agency sent them out on a mission to find Supervillain. They'd been given a tip-off about the general location of Supervillain's lair, and were now instructed to find it and bring them in.

"It's Outside Hero." Hero whispered as they were getting ready. Still trying to process the realization.

"What?" Other Hero asked, looking up.

"Supervillain," Hero took a step towards them, past the other heroes who were preparing for the mission. "They're Outside Hero."

Other Hero dropped the knife they were strapping away into the holster on their arm. Thankfully it didn't hit their foot, but they barely seemed to notice.

"Oh my god," they breathed. Eyes wide as they put it together. "You're right."

"What are we supposed to do?" Hero whispered. "We have to go face them now, I-I don't-"

Other Hero still looked numb.

"Other Hero?"

Other Hero blinked, still processing the news. However they reached out, pulling their friend into a hug. "We'll figure it out." They whispered.

"You're not going to leave me to become a villain too?" Hero murmured against Other Hero's shoulder, doing their best to hold in tears. Now wasn't the time. They had a job to focus on.

"Of course not," Other Hero held them tighter. "Never."

[deckofaces]

Tw: blood, captivity, restrained character

Hero looked out of a glass window into another room. They looked on with alarm to see their teammate bloodied and battered, tied to a chair. Their head resting against the back of the seat, eyes closed.

Hero’s own eyes widened in absolute horror seeing their friend in such a state. They immediately started to bang on the glass, shouting, “Other Hero! Wake up!”

Villain gently pulled them away from the glass, shushing them. “Shh.. They can’t hear or see you.” A grin formed on the evil doer’s face. “And since you are here.. you can join them too.”

[emmys-writing-blog]

- Castle infiltration story: Scene Four

Scene One Scene Two Scene Three

Unspoken Doubts

Other Hero had her doubts about Hero's background, though it was easy to guess she had some involvement in the recent outburst at the kingdom. Not only that, but Hero's sharp gaze and agile movements mirrored those of the 'rogue guard' from the rumours around the kingdom. This didn’t seem like a coincidence. As rumours spread like wildfire, it only got harder for Other Hero to dismiss the resemblance.

She decided to not from mention it, knowing that it could potentially provoke Hero and lead her to leave the team. Doubt gnawed at her, but she couldn't deny the sympathy she felt for Hero. She wanted her in the team, not only for extra help in missions, but also for a new friend. As of right now, Hero seemed to be completely alone. Other Hero knew the feeling far too well.

Other Hero decided to let Hero reveal her past herself. She could do it in her own time, sharing it on her own terms, and Other Hero would stand by her when they did.

Superhero walked silently beside Other Hero, a departure from her previously opinionated self. Her brows furrowed as she walked mindlessly, lost in thought, Other Hero observed in silence. The air was palpable as Other Hero desperately searched for words to ease the tension.

“You know, I think I new team member could be a good thing,” Other Hero started softy, searching Superhero’s face for a reaction. “It could help with missions, plus it’d be good having  someone new to talk to…”

“We were fine before.” Superhero responded bluntly, still stuck in her trance. Other Hero's shoulders slumped, a sigh escaping their lips. They had hoped for a lively exchange to lighten the mood, but Superhero seemed disinterested. Superhero's gaze drifted aimlessly, never quite meeting Other Hero's, as they walked in silence.

Hero trailed behind the two, her steps light but her thoughts racing. Ignoring their conversation, she let her mind wander to the vivid images of the townsfolk she had encountered. Their expressions haunted her thoughts, etched with hurt, disappointment, and fear.

It was as if their perception had been twisted, mistaking her noble intentions for villainous acts. It should have been the Villain they feared, not her. Hero felt a heaviness in her heart as she grappled with the unfair judgment, overwhelmed by frustration and confusion.

“We’re here.” Superhero huffed, throwing the bag of supplies down onto the ground. She kept her head low as she walked off, leaving Other Hero and Hero behind. Other Hero sighed, their lips slightly pursed as if holding back words. As they combed a hand through their hair, they shifted their attention to Hero.

“Sorry,” Other Hero mumbled. “They aren’t usually like this.” they averted their gaze, embarrassed of how rudely Superhero was being. Other Hero's voice carried a hint of exhaustion, their words laced with an apology, their eyes betraying the weight of their fatigue.

“Yeah it’s fine,” Hero set the other bag of supplies beside Superhero’s. “Thank you for letting me stay with you guys.” Hero smiled at Other Hero, who mustered a weary smile in return, their shoulders slumping as they nodded.

“Ah, I suppose I should show you where you’ll be staying,” Other Hero walks off further into the camp, Hero follows closely behind. Maybe a fresh start here wouldn’t be so bad. This is just a draft. If you have any feedback lmk <3

[aphel1on]

i have such a love for characters who descend into madness or villainy out of deep, deep empathy. characters who fundamentally cannot cope with the cruel realities they find themselves in and blow up about it in spectacular fashion. fallen angel type characters with tears of outrage in their eyes. characters who break before they bend, and break so badly they splatter blood all over their noble ideals. every variation on it gets me so good

[egophiliac]

looking at next month's schedule and between the end of 7-12 and the wishing lantern event it's like

February is officially RIDDLE MONTH, brace yourselves to be absolutely blasted into ashes everybody

[lilislegacy]

percy’s view of himself: i’m so stupid and ugly and useless. i’m such a lame demigod

literally everyone else’s view of percy:

[biggest-gaudiest-patronuses]

Of the 19 hijackers who carried out the Sept 11 attacks:

15 were from Saudi Arabia (a powerful/oil-rich country the U.S. works hard to maintain diplomatic relations with)

2 were from the United Arab Emirates (also a powerful/oil-rich country the U.S. works hard to maintain diplomatic relations with)

1 was from Egypt, 1 from Lebanon.

None of the hijackers were from Iraq.

None of the Sept 11 hijackers were Iraqi.

None of the 9/11 hijackers were from Iraq.

[canarymithrun]

[demi-pixellated]

in for a not great work week, coping with random sonic doodle pages

[dorcasmckinnonn]

“'Are you kidding?' He grinned at Annabeth.

'A chance to do quests, just the three of us? Like old times? The Three Musketeers!'

'The Powerpuff Girls,' Annabeth suggested.

'Shrek, Fiona, and Donkey,' I said.

'Wait a minute,' Grover said."

frostbite studios on insta!! NOT MINE

[gongyussy]

if nothing else can save america this zero-year-old fairy baby otter with no gender can. chiitan's platform is love. and chaos.

[emmys-writing-blog]

- Castle infiltration story: Scene Three

Scene One Scene Two Scene Four

Not a fan

As soon as Superhero laid eyes on Hero, she turned to Other Hero, her eyes widening in surprise. She took a deep breath, struggling to gather her thoughts, before quietly muttering something under her breath. The air grew heavy with silence as Hero grappled with the uncertainty of whether Superhero truly knew who she was.

Superhero's brows furrowed, her face etched with a mix of frustration and concern. "Who is this?!" she exclaimed, her voice filled with exasperation. "We've had enough setbacks already! We do not need this right now."

"It's okay, she can help us!" Other Hero interjected, turning to face Hero. They continued, their voice filled with urgency, "You're on the run yourself, right?"

Hero nodded, uncertainty and confusion etched on her face as she tried to comprehend the unexpected turn of events.

"See! That could give us a massive advantage!" Other Hero exclaimed, a glimmer of hope shining in their eyes. They glanced at Hero, a spark of anticipation dancing in their gaze, silently conveying their trust and belief.

"Or it could cost us the mission! How can we even trust them?" Superhero countered, her voice laced with skepticism and doubt. Hero turned towards Superhero, meeting her glare before Superhero redirected her gaze to Other Hero.

"Look at her! She isn't exactly in the position to betray us right now," Other Hero stated firmly, determination ringing clear in their voice. "Come on, we've wasted enough time already..." They huffed, grabbing the bag of supplies as they started walking away.

Superhero glanced at Hero, shaking her head in warning. She spoke quietly, as if guarding her words from Other Hero's ears, "We can do this without you." With that, Superhero roughly threw a bag of supplies at Hero, who caught it and narrowed her eyes in response.

As they began to move, Superhero approached Other Hero to continue their conversation, leaving Hero to sigh heavily as she followed closely behind, keeping her head low. The weight of their distrust and the importance of the mission weighed heavily on her shoulders.

Hero sensed the lingering hesitation in their eyes, the guarded expressions that revealed their reluctance to fully trust her. She noticed the subtle distance they kept, both in their words and actions, a clear indication that building trust would be a gradual process. The weight of their skepticism hung in the air, an unspoken barrier she would need to patiently break through.

This is just a draft

[batsyheere]

"So, handling your archnemesis," Danny starts. The room falls quiet, heads slowly turning to look at the man as he writes the words on the chalkboard. When finished, the characters somehow both messy and neat at once, Danny places the chalk back down and claps his hands.

"I typically call them fruitloops. Often they're in a better position than you are- older, richer, more powerful. They may have some sort of status that protects them when facing the public."

Tim wondered where Dick was right now, and if he was laughing. His brain was lagging like a computer as he tried to process what Danny was saying, and how seriously a few of his fellow teen vigilantes were taking this.

"Some of their more common tactics are-" the chalk was picked back up, and Danny writes as he speaks.

"Manipulation, isolation, conditioning, and empathy."

MICE.

Tim stares at the board, and quietly slips put his phone.

-What have I done to deserve this.

Enjoy your lessons Tim-

His head thumps against the desk. Conner leans over, gives him a pat on the shoulder but returns to taking notes as Danny goes on to explain the conditioning tactic.

[nottspocket]

I think they should be allowed to flirt with him. For fun. And to piss off Bakugo

Based off that one Anne Hathaway photo. You know the one

[lilislegacy]

i love this scene lol. because sometimes i wonder if percy isn’t actually as amazing as i make him out to be in my head, but then i remember scenes like this. leo was SO annoyed with him for being not only super powerful and heroic and handsome, but also a great person too. like he was genuinely upset 😂