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automeris-io-moth · 1 year
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Amnesiac hero, amnesiac hero, amnesiac herooo
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The kindness of a stranger.
They should’ve never left the side of the stranger that found them. 
“Back off!” Hero screamed, the ground shaking underneath their feet, uncontrolled and, to their teammates worry, starting to become a bigger problem than just a mild seism “Get away! Don’t get closer!” 
One of the persons, the nameless people Hero could not recognize, stepped closer, all eyes darting to them, the ground cracking all the way to reach them. They lifted their hands in declaration of harmlessness, bowing their head to show vulnerability, to ease Hero from their flight or fight state. 
“It’s okay Hero,” they said, voice calm even when their eyes flew between Hero and the ground, watching the cracks spread, the soil splitting open “we’re here to help you, we mean no harm.” 
Their eyes were unfocused, blurry with unshed tears, their hands were held high, fists tightly closed and feet heavy on the ground, two trees had already fallen behind the group, no one had turned to watch them, the priority then, when the city laid so near and the quacking was quickly picking up in intensity, was to stop Hero’s power, everything else came second. 
Hero shook their head, stare still fixed at the others “I don’t believe you, you…you’re pointing that gun, you want to…” 
“It doesn’t mean any harm either,” the same person assured “but your power is quite destructive, we can’t let it get out of control.” 
“Then get away! Leave me alone and I’ll, I’ll stop when you leave.” 
“Hero, we…” 
“Stop calling me that!” Hero screamed “I don’t know who that is, leave me alone, please.” 
All the eyes were on them, pitying glances looking at them, concerned, worried, but Hero recognized none. Strangers stared, guns pointed to their chest, to their head, feet careful over the cracks, advancing instead of backing off. 
Everything was too much, they wanted to be left alone, those people could not be safe, they could not, ready to attack them, ready to say anything to make Hero lower their guard, leave them vulnerable. 
It was too loud all around, it was too bright, they did not know who they were, who the people around them were, where, when, who. 
They needed to wait on the kind stranger. 
Their hands were trembling, they were trapped. Trapped. 
Hero lowered their fists, in a make-shift surrender, the ground stopped its quiaking, only a slight vibration left. As a warning. 
“I’ll calm down, I’ll stop,” they said, promised “just leave, leave me alone and I’ll stop.” 
“We can’t do that, you’re not safe here. Anyone could take advantage of you like this.” 
“I can take care of myself,” Hero answered, “you can’t even get close to me!" 
Another person in the group shook their head, slowly, lifting their palm towards them, eyeing one of the gunned men. It was an order, Hero could recognize, an order to shoot.
They were, indeed, not safe. 
The quacking restarted, no control left to where the cracks and the opening spreaded, where the ground splitted and crumbled into deep holes, birds flew away in flocks when the trees began shaking, began tumbling side to side ready to detach their roots from the very ground and fall sideways. 
Their head hurted so much.
A bullet missed them by little. 
Danger, they meant danger.
A tree fell behind the group, then another, right beside them. 
They wanted to hurt them, to take them away like the stranger had told them. 
Hero could not breathe right.
Hero could not…
“Sweetheart?” 
The ground splitted open, breaking a border between Hero and the people before them. 
“Villain!” Hero called, cried as they ran towards the other, appearing through the thick foliage 
Villain opened their arms, receiving Hero right into them, lowering them both to the ground. 
“Are you okay? Who are these people?” 
Hero nuzzled their head into the other’s chest. 
The quacking stopped with their own trembling. 
“I don’t know, they wanted to shoot me, they wanted to take me with them when I didn’t want to.” 
Frown eyebrows met the playful gaze Villain gave, a mocking smirk over Hero’s shoulder “Well that simply cannot be, can it? Anyone could take advantage of you now that you’re vulnerable, they cannot mean good while pointing their weapons towards you.” 
Hero nodded against Villain’s chest, their clothes already wet with tears. 
“Then we should make them leave,” Villain whispered in their ear. 
Slowly, Villain left with Hero held tight in their arms, no hurry was there to have, they could not reach them, at the other side of the crater the screams of Hero’s old teammates were too blurry, too far away for either to hear, for either to care, and when Villain began humming, all trace of noise outside them two, was silenced. 
Villain had warned them, multiple times, what would happen if their requests were unfulfilled, and if they could get two birds with one stone: reaffirm the reach of their power, the seriousness of their role; and get their favourite of the bunch out of the battlefield before things turned truly violent, they would take that chance. 
The look of betrayal and the deep fear towards their team now installed in Hero, as well as the established and growing trust they had towards Villain, was another gratifying side reward they dared not to throw away. 
“Thank you,” Hero whispered, head laying in Villain’s lap as the fire crackled in the background.
“For what sweetheart?” Villain answered, tracing the shape of Hero’s nose bridge carefully “you did everything, you are so strong, kept them away from home.” 
Hero lifted their arms, cupping Villain’s face “for everything, you were right, and I’m so grateful for all your help until I can figure out what happened to me.” 
Villain hummed in acknowledgement, leaning down to kiss Hero’s forehead.  
“I’m just glad you’re safe,” they answered “they can’t get you anymore.” 
And Villain would make sure of that.
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Amnesiac hero, amnesiac hero.
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Prompt #531
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[Hero] felt themselves tremble as they quickly and silently made their way back to their room, locking themself inside.
How could this be possible?
How could [Hero] be [Villian]?
They knew they didn't remember anything from before the 'accident' if that was even true now. But their team had told them about who they were. They showed them pictures and told them stories.
Were they all lies?
Was everything they knew a lie?
They wished they could just shake it off, reassure themself that, no, it wasn't a lie.
But it was.
The people they thought were their friends were their enemies, and the people they thought were their enemies were their friends.
But was that even true?
Who were they anymore?
Were they [Hero]? Or were they [Villain]?
[Hero/Villain] wept as they realized they didn't know.
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ecoamerica · 20 days
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Lost and Found
“Who are you?” Villain's face drops, their mask slipping from his trembling hands.
“You don't”. His voice cracks. “You don't remember me?” This has to be a joke. Hero always had a terrible sense of humor, playing pranks at his expense but...
Hero looks at him, brow scrunched up and head tilted slightly to the side. "I-no. I'm sorry, but I don't." He shakes his head. "You're a villain. That much I can tell." His eyes linger on the fallen mask, now slick with muddied water, then back up to the speechless villain. "I have to go".
Villain goes rigid, the icy fingers of dread raking through him. Again? Not again. He couldn't lose him again. Hero turns his back on the stricken villain, footsteps drawing him closer to the mouth of the alley. "Hero, wait!"
In a frantic burst of adrenaline, Villain throws himself forward, latching onto the slightly younger man's arm. The blow to the face crumples him.
The taste of copper floods his tongue, a warm trickle flowing from his nose, which is now bent at an unnatural angle. The world is blurry and fades to black along its edges, seeping further and further inward. A weak sob escapes his lungs as he watches with his last ounce of consciousness as his little brother's silhouette disappears around the corner.
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pollyssecretlibrary · 8 months
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“An Earl to Remember”, by Stacy Reid
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I read this book from NetGalley in exchange for a fair and honest review ⭐️⭐️⭐️
This is the second book in the Unforgettable Love series by Stacy Reid.
I have conflicting feelings towards this book. On the one hand I adored the secondary plots, the side characters and the interaction between the hero, the heroine, and her sisters. I loved the setting and the way the love story is slowly developing from raw lust to love. However I hated the premise. Let me explain. Daniel, the earl of Stannis, is a rake and he’s proud of it. He knows that one day he will have to marry in order to continue the line, but in the meanwhile, he means to enjoy life and everything life has to offer… That’s why when he sees a beautiful woman aboard his boat on a party he thinks she’s one of the ladies his mistress has chosen to have a ‘menage à trois’. He couldn’t be more wrong, this young lady is Georgianna, an impoverished woman chef who needs to provide for herself, her three younger sisters and a number of farm animals. There’s a fight with the real mistress and Georgianna is sacked. That very night Daniel tells his mistress to part ways and after a huge fight he hits his head and falls overboard. The next morning, the local doctor finds a man who has amnesia and Georgianna is the only one around who knows who he is. To stop the villagers to spread rumors about him debauching her, she declares that Daniel is, in fact, her husband. Here starts a long misunderstanding that makes Georgie pretend all the time, manipulating him into doing chores and whatnot, at least until he recovers his memory.
I loved Daniel, he is so arrogant and takes everything for granted at the beginning and so sweet on meeting Georgianna’s sisters. His sense of humor and his tenderness wins him the girl’s heart, especially the youngest’s, Anna, who is just a child. The girls adore him and little by little that has an impact both on Daniel and Georgianna who start developing feelings for each other. Once again Stacy Reid writes so beautifully and so romantically that she proves once again why she is a favorite of mine. Reading her is like being comforted after a bad day, it’s like taking a warm bath on a cold rainy day. And this story is delicate and beautiful even if I hate the main trope with a passion. I hate when one of the main characters has amnesia and the fact is taken advantage of. I hate when one of the couple lies to the other about their identity or their life. I don’t mind the amnesia trope when it is done well and carefully, I don’t mind when it is the amnesiac themselves who believes that their love interest is their spouse. But when it is that love interest who lies on purpose, no matter how good their intentions are I just can’t, I feel deeply uncomfortable and I fear the moment when the truth is finally out. That’s why I had to lower my rating, even if it pains me.
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joncronshawauthor · 7 months
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From Materia to Grisha: The FFVII Influence in Contemporary Fantasy
The roaring ‘90s saw not only the birth of slap bracelets and Tamagotchis, but also the dawn of a gaming icon: Final Fantasy VII (FFVII) on the PlayStation. The tale of Cloud, Aerith, and the metropolis of Midgar wasn’t just content with conquering our gaming consoles; it subtly wormed its way into the heart of modern fantasy literature. Here’s how. Midgar and the Megacity: Midgar, a city…
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maegalkarven · 8 months
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I keep thinking about Durge, who, even after defying Bhaal, is never truly free from their father's legacy.
Because yes, the Urge is gone, the cursed blood of Bhaal doesn't call to them anymore. But body remembers, even if mind doesn't. Body knows what it did, it knows what it was created for. It's instinctual, bone-deep reflexes of a person raised to be the perfect murderer. It's little twitches and how easily opponents fall: foes and former allies alike.
It's small glimpses of the past, because mind doesn't remember, but the body DOES. It's the eerie familiarity of darkest corners of Baldur's Gate, it's people recognizing Durge on the streets, people they don't remember but who remember THEM.
It's the feeling of being haunted by your own self.
It's the body of Ketheric, the bloody mess left of Orin, Gortash's lifeless frame. It's the knowledge you're the last one, what this tragic story of conquer started with you and ends with you.
It's the feeling of emptiness where bubbling joy once was, the blood on the blade what brings no feelings. It's being charming, or kind, or honest, or gentle, or honorable, but at the end of the day still being the best in the art of murder - and who are they if not Bhaal's unholy blade?
Godless and fatherless, struggling to reimagine themselves.
Especially when memories come; they never return fully, never in the whole picture. But glimpses, the shards of existence what was once theirs cut deeper than any ritual blade would.
I keep thinking about Durge weighted down by the grief of the world, guilt of the world.
Alone: without a god, a father, a sister, a partner (Gortash, bc these two were absolutely insane for each other).
Alone and with whole life ahead; lost and confused and with hands bloodied.
Hero, people call them. They don't feel like a hero.
#baldur's gate 3#baldur's gate spoilers#dark urge#bg3 durge#the 'it started with us in ends with us' narrative is killing me#durge who is a tragic hero who at the end of the day is not the person they started with#and not the amnesiac from the nautilus#but the mix of both#martyr and murderer#savior and monster#also gortash my beloved. I keep having headcanon where Durge and him sworn loyalty to each other before orin lobotomised durge#swore like on infernal pact the ritual whay doesn't allow them betray each other#what links their lives together so they die as one#ultimate trust fall and safety feature#'you can't kill me because it would be killing yourself'#durge convinces Bhaal it's ok bc it only means Gortash and Durge will be the last men standing when the time comes#and when durge kills Gortash they will ki themselves too#making the ultimate last tribute to bhaal#but secretly durge is a survivor#they want to live more than they want to please father#so chaining them and gortash by the pact is a safety measure to make sure they don't kill gortash#bc killing gortash would be killing yourself and the self wants to survive#despite everything#so then in act 3 when durge dies and is reborn Gortash feels it#and when Karlach raises an axe to end up Gortash Durge cries in pain#because you can either kill one or neither#don't mind me I'm just plotting to keep rat coded evil boyfriend of my durge alive#durge has 2 hands he can have TWO rat-coded boyfriends#Astarion upon seeing the pact tattoo over the durge's heart: you too hug#and then Raphael is like 'THIS tattoo is the oath of loyalty actually. the closest thing devils have to a marriage pact'
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sincerely-sofie · 8 months
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This time it’s AO3 tags fam
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yonemurishiroku · 10 months
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Jasico Amnesia AU in which Jason lost his memories/ is manipulated, turns against them, even forgets Nico as his important person, and only gains his memory back when Nico's dead in his arms.
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sabindark · 5 months
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Hero 108 bronze giant ((alternative ending))
What if creating a bronze giant is Lin Chung's required sacrifice?
Lin Chung : ||I'm sorry ... But this is the end for me… Goodbye, friends||
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It's been a year since lin chung died , the first squad decided to Honor the sacrifice of their friend I come to the place of defeating twin masters . when they get there I see lin chung unconscious ((no clothes.)) when the first squad look shocked and can't believe what they see . Slowly lin chung regains consciousness And turns to them . the first squad saw Lin Chung's face glowing purple marks
Sonia slowly walks up to him and She asks lin chung:
Sonia : impossible … Is really you ? Lin chung ?
Lin chung looking at her and sends her confused looks.
Lin chung : who?
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The first squad realized that this is the real lin chung and by some miracle he came back to Live .. but without a memory
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dumping-ideas · 1 year
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Taking a break from brainstorming and writing my WxS + ensemble fic by thinking rezero thoughts and how much I love SubaEmi & SubaRem both in and outside of romantic context because their relationship is so much more than that.
I remember back when the first season aired there's an 'I love Emilia' meme going around before I even knew rezero (I watched it in 2017 iirc). And when I finally watched it, I didn't really get why people at that time is mad at Subaru for not saying 'I love Rem' lol.
First of all, Rem is the one who rejected Subaru's proposal first. She knows that Subaru doesn't love her that way, and that something scared him so much that he chose to run away other than fight. She confessed not to get Subaru saying 'I love you' to her (although she kinda wished he would), but it's more about showing Subaru that there's someone that would love him and always be by her side no matter what--her.
And Subaru answered Rem's genuine love confession with the genuine truth--that he still loves Emilia. Because he knew that saying anything else but the truth will dishonor Rem's feelings. Rem falls in love with the Subaru who tries so hard for everyone and everything, including for Emilia's love. Actually, I like this scene because it shows how loyal Subaru is?? Even in his weakest moment, even when there's a girl that's so passionate about her love to him, his feelings for Emilia is still going strong. And I hate that a lot of viewers don't appreciate that dedication. Like damn, where can I find a guy as loyal as Subaru??
And not all anime-only knows this, but Subaru actually, truly, loves with Emilia because of the lap pillow in Arc 2. Sure, he fell in love at first sight when she saved him in the beginning of Arc 1 (also because she's physically his type), but it's only a bud--a crush. There's even a whole paragraph that's basically about Subaru realizing 'oh, I love her' at the end of the pillow scene in the light novel (ps. the ln is great btw). Just think about it, at that time, Subaru was terrified of being hated and betrayed again by everyone, everything he did ended in mistakes and he couldn't even tell anyone about his trauma---and then there's Emilia, who doesn't know or even able to understand, and yet she lent him her lap and a willing pair of ears to listen to his cries---showing Subaru that he's not alone in that world. For Subaru, he knew Emilia for more or less two weeks, but for Emilia, she only knew Subaru for more or less a day. Like, who wouldn't fall for her gentleness??
(And Rem did kill Subaru in cold blood and tortured him so I think it's weirder that Subaru forgave Rem, but that's Subaru for you ig. His super low self-esteem makes him has the mentality of 'as long as I know you have a shred of kindness in you, I can forgive you, even if you betray my trust, torture me, and kill me without remorse lol'
Btw, iirc in arc 7 he had a monologue where he said he still got shivers every time he heard the sound of chains--his trauma from Rem's torture will probably never go away).
So yeah, anime-onlies argument about 'Subaru's love to Emilia doesn't make sense' becomes moot if they actually have the context from the ln. But I didn't even have the context from the ln when I watched Ep. 18 the first time and I still understood why Subaru said 'I love Emilia' just fine, so... ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
Funny thing is that there's a scene in ln where Subaru admitted to both Rem (in Arc 3 before the White Whale battle) and Emilia (in Arc 4 on the carriage to Sanctuary) where he said that he also loves Rem. Again, understandable, because who wouldn't fall for Rem after her heartfelt confession?? And I appreciate how Subaru think that he's such a scum for liking two girls at the same time and thought that Emilia and Rem should know of his two-timing feelings. Rem is... well, she's kinda obsessed so she said that she's okay being the 2nd wife (but by the way Arc 7 goes I think she wouldn't be in the future), and the kind and gentle Emilia basically saying 'yeah, you suck' but she also said that she understood that Subaru and Rem had a history that she didn't know of so she couldn't fully judge Subaru for that.
Of course, then in Arc 6 Emilia said that she knew Subaru would be occupied with Rem when she woke up, so Emilia needed to work harder to make Subaru look her way... And then in Arc 7 Rem lost all her memories (which I think will tie in to Rem's own character development so she could live for herself, not for Ram or Subaru).
And also, why didn't anyone mention how strict Rem is to Subaru? In Arc 3 she basically said 'don't you dare run away from your trouble because I'm here', and in Arc 6 she's basically pissed at Subaru for giving up and not being able to stand up lol. Heck, in Arc 4 Subaru said to the witches that Rem is the strictest person ever to him because she wouldn't let him give up... and somehow it turned into a hero complex which is also addressed in Arc 7... although I think Arc 7 just made his hero complex worse... On the other hand, Emilia is gentle towards Subaru. In the Arc 4 light novel, when she realized how distressed Subaru was she put Subaru's ears against her chest so Subaru could hear her steady heartbeat to calm him down. In Arc 6, Emilia's (almost-)confession to Subaru was so soft even though all the chaos, and then when they fell she embraced him in such a way so she would fall to the ground first??? Even though there's no way they would survive that fall??? I'm so sorry, I'm so soft for that scene. Not to say that Rem wasn't gentle, but where Emilia would say 'it's okay for Subaru to rest', Rem wouldn't let him.
And and his narration in Arc 4 of his feelings for Rem and Emilia when he talked to his dad---Emilia is his light, and Rem is his sky--and how he couldn't live without both... that passage is so *chef's kiss*
And I haven't say anything about how their love for each other (and other people, in Subaru's case) is also a catalyst for them to love themselves...
Rezero is about love, and there are many forms of love. Romantic, platonic, familial, self-love, etc. ... The writer isn't wrong by calling it a heartwarming story.
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sunforgrace · 8 months
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dean voice you’re impossibly fast. and strong
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automeris-io-moth · 1 year
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Can we get more of the Amnesiac Hero pretty please?
The kindness of a stranger pt. 3
It had not rained once in the evergreen hills Hero had inhabited for at least four weeks, rain was a rare thing at that time of the year in the area, Villain had explained, the humidity was well maintained by the dense canopy over their heads, and the sunrays barely hit the ground. 
But as they drove further and further, the grey clouds above them filled the sky, raindrops falling nonstop over the windshield, harsh wind hitting the crystals. It had lulled Hero to sleep long ago, head resting against the window of the copilot seat. 
Usually, the valleys were left alone, tourists found little to do, and the climbs were too treacherous for hikers to explore. They had lived at peace for the short while they could manage, before the heroes discovered where they were. Yet, that night, police lights and sirens approached rapidly, the roads were filled to the brim with trucks, ambulances and black, unlicensed plates. 
Villain gripped the wheel, palms turning white from the force. Their haven was to be destroyed before the sun rose, they knew it, the unconscious body of the other Hero would certainly guide them to their cottage. 
All that was important was always tightly kept inside a suitcase, ready to grab and go. The knick knacks Villain had bought to make the cottage homey to Hero were replaceable, and still, something still angered them. It had not been the place but the peace what the heroes had disturbed. 
No matter, they thought turning to look at Hero, asleep, illuminated by the light of the streetlamp, Villain remembered why they were doing all that for. A getaway to the beach never hurt anyone. 
Villain fixed the blanket covering them. 
Four hours later, at the side of a road, Hero woke up with the sound of the car doors locking. 
The sky was clear again, the coldness of the morning seeping through the windows. Hero buried themselves more into the blanket cocoon made during the night, looking outside to the gas station, trying to get a look of Villain inside, to call their attention to ask them for a bottle of water to calm the ache on their throat. 
Hero couldn’t find them. 
Perhaps they were in the bathroom, Hero thought, reaching to the door handle.
The door was closed. 
The keys were nowhere to be found. 
Hero tried again, their door, the pilot’s, the windows wouldn’t go down either. 
So they waited. 
Only a couple minutes after, Villain left the store, white plastic bags hanging from their right hands, left lifted to fix their face mask. 
Hero did not know how their own expression looked, if the trace of panic birthed in their stomach was visible through their eyes, but at sight of them Villain rushed to the car, opening the car quickly, as locking it closed just as fast. 
“What’s wrong, love?” Villain asked, reaching for them.
Hero flinched back. The ground trembled for a quarter of a second. 
They did not know why.
Villain was frozen in their seat. 
“I’m sorry I’m so…, I don’t know what happened,” Hero rushed to excuse themselves “I  guess I’m still startled from earlier.” 
And after a moment, Villain smiled. 
Those known, warm smiles they used to comfort Hero on those first nights, when everything was blurry, and they were scared. Hero swallowed their guilt. 
“I understand, it’s okay, I’m not mad,” they answered, trying to reach again, successfully this time, they held Hero’s hands together in one of them, allowing them to grab them tight, as tight as Hero needed.
Hero reciprocated the gesture, smiling down after a second of silence. 
“I brought you water, coffee and some snacks, we still have a couple hours to go.” 
They grabbed the bag offered, placing it down under the seat. 
“Thank you Villain,” answered Hero, turning to face them, gripping their hand tighter and meeting their gaze “Thank you, really, for all you’ve done for me this time.” 
Villain’s smile changed for a moment to something less warm.
Hero ignored it. 
“It’s truly my pleasure, Hero.” They answered, “I will always take care of you.”
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Prompt #626
[Villain] really wasn’t sure what was going on. Once was a lucky, twice was a coincidence, but three times… Three times meant something weird was going on and [Villain] had no idea what.
They glanced around at the unconscious thugs around them, thugs that seemed to know them for some reason that made [Villain] deeply afraid. They weren’t anyone special, just a regular, everyday, normal person.
But for the third time things just seemed to… go there way. Even when they really shouldn’t. [Villain] swallowed hard as their brain tried to figure out the solution to the unexplainable mystery.
Maybe their good friend [Hero] would know what’s going on.
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drawnfamiliarfaces · 7 months
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Do you read fanfiction? If so, do you have any recommendations for rc9gn fanfiction? I probably read all the good ones out there, but I crave for more 🥲
sorry anon ;( I haven't read any rc9gn fanfiction in a loooong time, honestly you probably know more good ones than I can ever remember lol
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daydreamerdrew · 10 months
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Showcase 96’ (1996) #8
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paladinsandruffians · 9 months
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Prompt #37
Villain loved beaches, the feeling of warm sand beneath his toes, and gentle breezes. He loved watching the coming and going of tides and the sound of people splashing about in the water. Now, after a long and confusing conversation where his right-hand kept on acting as if he had been gone for weeks, he strolls down a little path to his favorite secluded area of the beach. The smile dies on his lips, heart pounding in his chest as the sound of waves washes over him.
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