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Writing Prompt 716
Villain inclined their head, a small smirk on their lips as they looked down at Hero. They crossed their legs, leaning back in their chair.
"So, what brings you here today?" Villain asked, a cheery tone in their voice.
Hero glanced to the side, hand drumming against the base of their sword.
"Hand over V. Sidekick. They're wanted for treason against the crown."
Writing Prompt 669
(Hero) looked around the party for a bit before staring at their glass of wine. The music being played was some faint jazz which was a bit relaxing. They adjusted their mask a bit, sighing as they scanned the room again.
Where are they? (Hero) thought to themself.
"Looking for someone?" A teasing voice whispered right next to their ear.
(Hero) yelped a bit, nearly jumping out of their skin as they looked to their right. It was (Villain), wearing a simple mask and that annoying smirk.
"I... Uh, I am." (Hero) muttered, craning their neck a bit.
"What are you doing here at this party, (Hero)? And who are you looking for?" (Villain) asked, leaning against the wall.
"(Sidekick). They should've been here by now..."
"What a coincidence, I'm also waiting on someone to be here. (V. Sidekick). Perhaps those two are running late together." (Villain) mused, checking their watch.
(Hero) snorted. "That's probably true. Those two lovebirds are something else."
(Villain) snatched the glass of wine out of (Hero)'s hand, ignoring their complaints and taking a sip.
"You didn't answer my first question, love." They said quietly.
"Not telling."
"Oh come on now, dear. It's a very simple question and I bet you have a very simple answer. Why are you here?" (Villain) inquired.
(Hero) huffed, crossing their arms and looking away.
"Nope. Not telling. I refuse to."
"Alright then... I won't tell you why I'm here either. Let's just enjoy the party while we wait for our lovestruck sidekicks." (Villain) said.
"Sure. I've got nothing else to do."
"You could socialize with these brats known as the rich."
"I'd much rather not like to get kicked out of a party this early, thank you very much."
Writing Prompt 709
Villain slammed open the doors with a loud bang, skipping inside with a grin that sent a shiver down Hero's spine.
"Oh no-"
"Hero~! How are you doing today? I hope you're having fuuuun!" They exclaimed, clasping their gloved hands together.
Hero tapped their foot against the carpet, trying for a smile.
"What are you doing here, Villain?" They asked, slowly standing up.
Villain huffed, crossing their arms and pouting. "What, I can't come visit my friend?"
"We're not friends-"
A loud crash and two different voices cursing sounded from the hallway, making Hero tense. But it was just V. Sidekick came in that came in through the door, a colorful paper bag with overflowing party decorations spilling onto the floor.
"Sorry Boss." They wheezed, setting down the bag onto the bed. "Sidekick crashed into me and there was a sort of mess back there."
Sidekick walked, well more so stomped in, a crumpled paper cone hat in hand and colorful streamers on their shoulders, a grumpy look on their face.
"First of all, bozo, it was you that bumped into me!" Sidekick threw the hat at V. Sidekick, who narrowly missed it. "And second of all, you caused the big mess back there!"
Hero frowned, crossing their arms and raising a brow as they stared at Sidekick.
"What's with all the party stuff?" Hero asked, confused.
Villain snorted. "It's your birthday, duh."
"Sidekick, did you tell Villain my birthday?"
"Yes I did and the bribe for your birthday was takeout for the next 4 months."
Writing Prompt 696
(Villain) looked down at (V. Sidekick), swinging their legs.
"You need anything?" They asked, flashing a mischievous smile.
"(Super Villain) and (Super Hero) started arguing again and (Vigilante) and (Hero) are about to throw hands, so if you could help me and (Sidekick) be a peace negotiator, that would be really splendid!" (V. Sidekick) exclaimed through the microphone.
(Villain) turned their gaze to the safe house. It looked fine, there wasn't any screaming they could hear. Perhaps (V. Sidekick) was exxagerating-
A chair flew out from the second story glass window and fell to the grass.
And there goes the chair... (Villain) thought to themselves.
They sighed, jumping down the tree branch. (V. Sidekick) flinched as they landed right in front of them.
"Welp. Rip to the chair and window. I'll help you two be peace keepers."
Writing Prompt 690
TW: Mentions of violence and death threats
(Villain) stared at the table, hands crossed in front of them. They sighed, looking up and turning their cold gaze onto (V. Sidekick).
"How did you mess up?" They asked calmly.
(V. Sidekick) flinched, fear slowly appearing in their eyes. It was a simple question, an innocuous one. One they hoped would be answered honestly. They preferred a horrible truth than a sweet lie to their questions.
"I... Well, I was running with the loot when I got jumped." (V. Sidekick) mumbled, hands fidgeting together.
(Villain) raised a brow, slowly getting up from their seat. They clasped their hands behind their back, slowly walking around the table.
"Oh, you got jumped? By who?"
(V. Sidekick)'s eyes darted around the room for a bit before they fixated on their shaking hands.
"I... They said... If I told you-"
(Villain) placed a gloved hand on their shoulder. (V. Sidekick) tensed, their breath slowly becoming shallower and faster.
"They said what?" (Villain) asked, voice still as calm as ever even though that was far from what they were feeling.
The longer (V. Sidekick) stayed quiet, the more (Villain)'s anger started to rise up. Not to (V. Sidekick) but towards this mysterious person that jumped them, badly injured and scared and possibly blackmailed them. The loot was slowly becoming secondary in their mind which surprised them.
(Villain) leaned down to (V. Sidekick)'s ear.
"They said what?" (Villain) asked again, this time in a whisper.
By now, (V. Sidekick) was shaking badly, staring still at their hands.
"I... I can't."
"Yes you can."
(V. Sidekick) got up and whirled around quickly, tears streaming down their face.
"I can't!" They exclaimed, taking a step back only to bump into the table.
(Villain) roughly grabbed their wrists, anger boiling over.
"Why not?! It's a simple question!"
"Because if I told you, they said they would hunt you down and kill you and me!" (V. Sidekick) shot back, roughly yanking their arms free.
They hugged (Villain), silently sobbing in their shoulder. (Villain) stood there, stunned.
"They said what?"
Writing Prompt 687
"How was dinner?"
"I had to dine with (Hero), how do you think it went?"
Writing Prompt 577
(Villain) opened the door to see (V. Sidekick) lying down on the floor. They raised a brow, walking up to them.
"What are you doing on the floor?" They asked, looking down at them.
(V. Sidekick) yawned, sleepily opening their eyes to look up at (Villain).
"Trying to get some beauty sleep before you walked in." (V. Sidekick) mumbled, closing their eyes again.
(Villain) rolled their eyes, leaning down to pick them up bridal style. (V. Sidekick) yelped in surprise, eyes shooting wide open as they looked up at (Villain).
"What are you doing?!" They exclaimed.
"You sleep on a bed, (V. Sidekick). Not on the floor." (Villain) simply said, walking over to the bed and letting go of them.
(V. Sidekick) partially sat up, leaning on one arm for support as they looked up at (Villain), annoyed. Their hair was somewhat messed up.
"You could've put me down gently."
"And you should've been on the bed instead of the floor to sleep." (Villain) said, smiling a bit.
"...Sleeping on the floor is nice."
"I would've expected my sidekick to sleep on a bed. Like a person instead of a cute pet." (Villain) said.
"A pet?! I'm not some cute pet-"
(Villain) leaned down to (V. Sidekick, pushing back a strand of hair behind their head, smirking.
"You're not a pet, but you are cute." They mused,
(V. Sidekick) stammered a bit, backing away from (Villain). (Villain) chuckled a bit as they stood straight up again.
"Ah... You're too cute to be a sidekick... Then again, you make for an adorable one." They said, turning around and leaving the room.
(V. Sidekick) looked at the door then down at the ground, heart racing.
"C-Cute?"
Thank you @deadlygemuwu for requesting this :3
Writing Prompt 638
(Villain) groaned, placing their head in their hands.
"I can't fucking do this, (V. Sidekick). How am I supposed to tell (Civilian) I like them? They don't even know I'm a villain." They said, closing their eyes.
"Uhhh, you could get them a card? Or flowers?" (V. Sidekick) suggested, walking up to them.
"Flowers.... Flowers. That's a good start. Thanks."
