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vxixhu · 2 months
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whumpacabra · 26 days
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The villain scrambled back, bloodied and bluffing through their fear with a shaky false grin.
“If you kill me, you’re just as bad as I am.”
The hero’s face was calm, eyes alight with cruel amusement as they continued to approach. They had no intention of killing the villain. They had no intention of showing mercy, either.
“I won’t kill you. Not because I’m better than you - no,” the hero crouched before their cowering nemesis, “I am so much worse.”
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blopnsfw · 8 months
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Hunter and his prey🙃 Capture scene #MerMan EN and FR for once 🧜🏼‍♂️🤿 #OC #art
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yourfavblueee · 1 year
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Cold ..
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2022dirt · 21 days
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Someone captured the exact moment this frog jumped out of frame.
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distantsonata · 7 months
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scifi-fantasy-horror · 11 months
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by  小山 满
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iononmichiamo · 4 months
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nye ✨
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emanuelacauphoto · 6 months
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The time left is short, be kind to me da "Il mio vero" di Mariangela Gualtieri
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ruby-pink · 2 years
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gigiadelina97 · 9 months
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jabberock · 3 months
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Capture scenarios without sedatives. You agree.
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the-broken-pen · 5 months
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The hero woke up with a start, tears streaming down their face as their book went flying. They rubbed their palms against their cheeks angrily, but it did nothing to stop the flow.
Across the room, the villain coughed.
The Hero’s gaze snapped to them, and they regarded the hero calmly.
“Bad dream?”
The hero looked away, embarrassment coloring their cheeks.
“No.”
The villain sighed.
“Good dream, then?”
The hero said nothing, and the villain nodded in understanding.
“I see. Would you like to tell me about it?”
They studied every inch of their room, the silence fidgeting between them like an anxious child, before the words fought their way out.
“I—we, saved the world.”
The villain hummed. “Ah.”
The hero sniffed and tugged the blankets higher on their lap. The book lay forgotten on the floor.
“I can understand the tears, then,” they said sympathetically. The hero let out an unamused laugh.
“No, you can’t.”
“Just because I do not empathize does not mean I cannot understand,” the villain tipped their head. “You have many regrets. That much is clear. It is written upon every move you make. So do not preach understanding, Hero, when I know how you work.”
The hero stiffened.
“I hate you.”
“You hate yourself more,” the villain said conversationally, and the hero’s chest welled with pain.
The silence roiled.
“Yes,” they agreed quietly. “I do.”
The villain tapped their hand once against the door frame.
“I’ll leave you to your dreaming, then, Hero.”
Hero.
Nothing more than a bit of mockery, now.
Their eyes met, the villain’s gaze burning into them, before they turned from the door of the hero’s cell.
They paused. “You cannot change the past, fallen one,” they said softly. And then they were gone.
The hero lay back, and closed their eyes.
Maybe if they tried hard enough, they could bring their dreams into reality. Maybe they could save everyone—could be the hero everyone had worshiped them as. Could rewrite the ending and bring their friends back to life. Could make it so they ended up in a pedestal and not in a cage. So many maybes. The hero dreamed of all of them, constantly. It never really made a difference.
In their cell designed by the villain who had beaten them irrevocably, the hero fell asleep, and outside, the world burned.
Unsaved.
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theartoffresco · 20 days
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