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Villain x Henchman #Scenario 15

These characters are both gender neutral and nameless because I couldn't think of anything specific, I wanted to do with them. This is also (again) inspired by one of gingerly-writing's prompts. Hope you like this short scenario and thanks for reading.

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Hero pushed henchman down with their hand wrapped around the other's throat. Soon enough villain would be there and hero would punish them for hurting them so much. They would finally get their revenge. "Hero! Let go of them!" Villain shouted, landing on the roof. They began walking towards hero with fury in their eyes. Hero clenched their hand around henchman's throat causing villain to stop just as quickly as they had started. "What do you want?" Hero loosened their grip, tears continuing to seep down henchman's cheeks. "You know, making a hero beg is easy. They always have so many weaknesses. Friends, family, the city, an intolerance for pain. But a villain? Oh, now there's a real challenge." "What does that have to do with henchman?!" "Don't interrupt me!" Hero yelled, clenching their hand again. Henchman gasped for air. "Where was I? Right. You used all of my weaknesses against me! YOU KILLED PEOPLE! Just to get to me. So I thought I would return the favour." "How?" "Well, I think that I finally found your only weakness. Don't you agree henchman?" Henchman choked back a sob, unable to breathe, unable to speak with hero choking them harder with each word they spoke. "Henchman isn't my weakness." Venom laced villain's voice. "Then you won't mind if I throw them over the side of this building?" Hero lifted henchman and hung them over the railing of the roof. Henchman clung to hero's arm. "Wait! Wait. Please!" Villain yelled. "Beg me to let them go." Villain slowly bent down, resting on their knees. "I beg you, please, let them go." "As you wish." Hero removed their hand from henchman's throat. And they began to plumet down. "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" Villain dove over the edge of the roof after henchman, trying to fly as fast they possibly could. But they were too late. Henchman's body was pierced by a street sign. "HENCHMAN!" Bystanders screamed at the bloody sight. Parent's covering their children's eyes as they screamed. Villain cupped henchman's cheek. "Henchman?" Blood slipped from henchman's lips. "Sorry villain. Wish I could have been more useful. Thanks for letting stick by you for so long, though." The last word was barely a whisper as henchman's eyes closed and the breathed their final breath. Villain cried. Hero laughed.

[rrrawrf-writes]

have a prompt #49

for @gingerly-writing 😘

"Oh, you have lightning powers, now?" The hero widened their eyes, pretending to be impressed. "Shocker. Let me introduce you to my perfect defense."

Before the villain could electrocute them for the frankly godawful pun, the hero pulled on a pair of rubber dish-washing gloves.

[writtentodeath]

@gingerly-writing : “Now,” said the villain as they saved the hero’s life, “don’t go assuming that this makes us friends.”

“Oh yeah? So what does it make us?”

“Still enemies.”

“Enemies… with bene-”

“Don’t you dare finish that sentence,” Villain said, but Hero could tell that they were holding back a smile. 

“Riiiiiight,” Hero said, rubbing their sore wrists. “I’m not entirely convinced that we’re enemies, though. Usually enemies don’t save each other from other people’s bombs.”

Villain scowled. “Get a move on. We’re wasting time and I didn’t come all this way just to die because you couldn’t stop running your mouth.”

That drew a lazy smile out of Hero. “So why did you come all this way?”

“I have-”

“If you say a reputation to uphold, I’m going to laugh very loudly which will no doubt set off some sort of alarm. Unless you’ve disarmed them? Please tell me you’ve disarmed them.”

Villain started to say something, but stopped, staring at Hero in exasperation. They blinked twice, then turned and started walking out the door. “If you want to get out of here,” they said over their shoulder, “then follow me and shut up.”

Hero shrugged a shoulder. “You should have said that before!” 

“I’m starting to understand why Supervillain strapped a bomb to your chair.”

“Really? I thought it was because my fashion sense offended him.” Hero bumped Villain’s shoulder playfully. “No matter. You saved me, so now I’m your problem. Good luck!” 

[yourheartonfire]

Prompt courtesy of @gingerly-writing

“So,” purred a voice from the shadows, “I take it one of those is for me?”

The thief froze, their gloved hand still buried in the case full of priceless rings, and swallowed hard. “Uh…maybe?”

“Oh, delightful. I’ve always wanted to see you on your knees.” - @gingerly-writing

The thief immediately laughed, too loud, too bright, to cover their swift retreat around the glass display case. The sounds of revelers just a room away suddenly seemed much louder. All it would take was a shout, and the thief would be caught in the act.

"Oh stop, you're making me blush!" the thief said, rolling the handful of gems and metals in their fingers, letting them flash. "Let's save that for the honeymoon."

The villain prowled out of the shadows like a tiger in formal wear. The thief tried not to gulp. The look... suited them. A lot. The thief had always been weak for beauty. Now look where that had gotten them.

"The honeymoon? I haven't said yes yet," the villain cooed, running a finger along the popped latch, the cut wires. "And it's never a good idea to assume someone will say yes. Even if they should."

"Oh." The thief pressed a hand to their mouth in mock surprise. "Darling, are we... talking about last week? You know it broke my heart to say no to your offer - did you get my letter explaining the situation?"

"I did." The villain kept pacing to the right, forcing the thief to circle widdershins around the display case. "Full points for style, by the way. I didn't even know you had personalized stationary. "

The thief shrugged. "I asked your secretary where you got yours." They let the rings flash again as their other hand slipped towards the knife in their pocket...

Thats when the villain made their move. Not over the display case but under it - through the table legs in a swirl of black fabric. The thief bolted - and made it just two steps before the villain's hands were on them, spinning them. A fortune in jewelry clattered to the floor and the villain had the thief held tight against them, wrists pinned behind their back.

"See now," the villain murmured in their ear. "This why I need you on this job, darling. Such attention to detail. The finesse. The follow through. I just can't take no for an answer," they breathed out gently and the thief shuddered. The villain shifted their grip, reached into a pocket with a free hand. "That's why I brought you a ring myself."

"You...?" The villain produced the ring with a flourish and for a second the thief stared blankly at it. Surely the villain wasn't proposing, not with an undistinguished engagement ring; a low quality diamond and indifferent workmanship, the kind of ring sold at mall jewelry stores to people like...

And then the thief recognized it and they felt the blood drain from their face. The villain smiled. They let go, pressed the ring into the thief's unresisting hand. "I suppose it's more a loan than a gift. But you can give it back to your mother when I'm done with you."

The villain stepped back abruptly to twitch their finery back to order. "I'll give you 5 minutes to straighten this up and meet me out front," they said with a wave of their hand at the case, the rings. "Grab me the emerald one. It will look divine with my eyes."

[minidoodles97]

So I recently read a writing prompt by @gingerly-writing (which you can find HERE) and I just found the writing and the characters so charming, that I had to draw them!! I would honestly read this if it was a book, very good stuff *chef kiss* please read it!

[kclenhartnovels]

Wings at Dawn

                  Honor. Duty. Family.

                                   In that order.

Congratulations @gingerly-writing! You are the first winner in my writeblr aesthetic giveaway, and I was so excited to be able to do something for Wings  at Dawn. I tried something a little different from my normal edits. I hope you like it!

[byjillianmaria]

ooooh okay, what’s your favourite bit of symbolism or fancy language in TMBU? 💖

TMBU doesn’t have a whole lot of fancy language -- Lydia’s narration is more straightforward than that -- and I’ve already rambled a bit about the symbolism of Summer and Bridges in past asks.

But I think light in general is also a recurring motif. Both Lydia and Eden can be compared to the sun in different ways -- Lydia as bright and burning, Eden as a steady, enduring warmth. And while this plays nice with the summer theme it also goes deeper than that. Light is revealing, and a lot of this book is about things getting revealed -- secrets, feelings, things the characters weren’t acknowledging about themselves for one reason or another. There’s a reason that a lot of this book takes place in the daytime, and even the darker scenes will have a light in them somewhere. There’re a magic equivalent of fireflies that are also very tasty thematically, because in both scenes where they show up, something major gets revealed, i.e. “brought to light.”

[thewinedarksea]

goddesses: hebe

hebe is the goddess of youth or the prime of life in greek mythology. she is the daughter of zeus and hera, or, according to some legends, just hera. she was the cupbearer for the gods and goddesses of mount olympus, serving their nectar and ambrosia until she married heracles; her successor was the divine hero ganymede. 

for @gingerly-writing​, happy birthday jess! 💜