#ex villian

[dcxdpdabbles]

DCxDP fan fic Idea: Danny Fenton's Ex

Danny wants to know that he did not go looking for a fight. He merely wanted to have some of the best hot dogs this side of the USA, in Tucker's words. The human world had changed a lot across differnt timelines but his best friend had assure him, this one was particually tasty.

He planned to pop in, hunt down the street cart filled with buns and meat, then pop out of Gotham. He was meant to visit for less than an hour at most.

He just happened to be at the wrong place and time. It really wasn't his fault! Danny had been minding his own business, using a paper map on the edge of a tall building (his phone had broken in the last ghost fight. Not that it would do any good since it wasn't connected to any living towers), squinting at the streets below, hoping to figure out where he was. The next thing he knew, an angry child leaped out at him with a sword.

Of course, he defended himself! The kid was doing some insane slashes in the air, and Danny had fought enough samurai ghosts to know not to underestimate how powerful a katana indeed was. He had been able to beat the child, encasing his arms in ecto-chains, after a full half hour of combat.

Danny had been dead tired- pun not intended- but just as he thought he was done, a second child had leaped out at him. This one carrying a bo-staff. It took another thirty minutes to beat this one, and just as he was gearing up for a lecture, a third child appeared.

She was wearing all purple and seemed to favor strong kicks. Danny had the bruise to prove it, but just as he could take her down—and stop the other two from escaping since they were attempting to do so—he was attacked by an actual shadow and her red bucket-head friend.

Now, those two were difficult to beat, especially when it was two vs. one. Shadow reacted as if she could predict all of his moves before he even made them, while Bucket Head made incredible shots with his guns covering her attacks.

Danny had already been expelled from his other two fights, so it was a miracle he was able to trick Shadow by allowing more of Phantom to bleed into his fighting style. She couldn't predict the dead!

He ended up on a roof with five children- okay, more like a child, two teenagers, and what could be the early twenties, but they were all young to him. Each was tied up securely with some of his own ecto-chains and glaring- he could feel the hate in their eyes even behind their masks- trying desperately to catch his breath.

"Oh boy, I'm not as young as I used to be. " He gasps between huffs. Maybe Sam was on to something when she lectured them for not having enough greens, normal exercise routines, or even taking vitamins. They really weren't teenagers anymore. "Ugh, I think I pulled something. I need to lie down..."

Just as Danny is allowing himself to slide to the floor, two more shadows jump at him. This time he's far too tired to dodge, and the blue one manages to land a drop kick to his chin. The force has Danny spinning in place, losing his balance, and slamming hard against the roof.

The tied-up children cheer, and if he wasn't a walking bruise right now, Danny would be half tempted to show them all a round two.

"Great Gatsby!" He cries out of reflex, rolling onto his back, ready to take a swing-

"Danny?" a new familiar voice cuts in. The sound is something Danny will never forget, even after all the years they have been apart. He used to fall asleep to that voice, muttering into his hair and warm arms wrapped around him, making promises never kept.

Danny whips his head around to see a man in a bat costume. He squits, studying the strong curve of a very familiar jaw and his voice-

"Wayne?" He blinks. Those lips- so familiar and different all in one- curve into a surprise, but please smile. Yes, that is definitely Bruce.

"Danny, I haven't seen you since-"

"You broke up with me through a letter on the hotel note-pad? A note-pad that I had to pay for since you touched it!?" Danny hisses, suddenly energized with pure, unadulterated rage. The man freezes.

"I, uh, see you're still upset about that." Wayne winces, shuffling on his feet- Bruce Wayne, the little human he found wandering the Infinite Realms, rescued, helped, trained, and had become human again to have the man dump him to "find himself."

Danny knew he found a lot of ladies on his self-discovery trip. He never forgave him. It has been embarrassing to have to return to the Realms to his friends' knowing eyes and his sister's sad shrug.

You knew a human could never understand or live with beings like us. We aren't like them anymore. She had told him. It was bond to end in disaster.

"What is happening?" The bow-staff kid asks

"I don't know, but I don't like it," Blue tells him.

Danny ignores them to glare at the man. "What the hell are you doing here, Wayne?"

Wayne frowns. "You used to call me Bruce."

"I used to do a lot of things, Wayne." Danny stands, gesturing to the group of people he has captured. "Can you kindly disappear again? I'm in the middle of something."

The man makes no move to leave. Instead, he tilts his head. "Those are my children."

"Of course they are." Danny rolls his eyes. "Tell them to not attack innocent tourists-"

"Are you here on vacation? Would you like me to give you a tour?"

The familiar words- the ones from their first date- make rage boil in his core. "Oh, go burn in the worst levels of hell!"

He doesn't stick around for a reply, twisting in a tight circle and ripping a hole into the Realms. He ignores Wayne's call of his name; it's too late- fifteen years too late- and shifts back into Phantom.

He prays he never sees that deadbeat again. Or the family his wife gave him. Not that Danny cares; it's been years, and he could care less what Bruce Wayne and his stupid kin got up to.

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"Bruce, I say this with all my heart, what the fuck was that?"

"That was the one I let get away."

There is a moment of silence before Damian speaks up. "I demand to be taken out of my misery. Mercy, kill me now, Drake."

#dcxdpdabbles #dc x dp crossover #Danny Fenton's ex #Part 1 #spirit halloween #Bruce fumbled Danny #Ghost king who is more other then human #Danny was just vibing before the bat clan came swinging #Damian mistook him for a villian #his siblings were trying to save him #Danny is stronger but they gave him a good fight #Bruce misses Danny

[satoshy12]

Aunt Alicia called her family to visit her in the isolated woodland town. For a whole week, they would stay there. Closed all in Amity Park, and a shield around the portal so Ghost can't leave it,... They should have built that first before the portal. But we weren't even sure that Ghost really would come.

As the Fenton were there, he had a boy with her, a child of an old friend of hers. He calls him Respawn; he was a clone. And she needed her family's help with it; she has no idea how to raise a child. And Deathstroke kind of failed most times. And he asked her for it; he will visit once a week.

Respawn has no idea how he was named Steve, after Steve Rogers from the comics. It turns out his new mom and aunt were fans of the comics and thought first that his dad was the Super Soldier of the US. But she learned he was a mercenary, and now Alicia wants to have a little Captain America! For the first time, a family will have a hero! Wait... Alicia:" Do you even want to be a hero?" Respawn:" ... sounds like fun?" Maddie:" Yes! First time, a hero!"

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Danny wasn't sure what to say. Danny:" But..." Jack:" We know that you tried your hardest to play Hero as Phantom Danny. But well, we are proud of the crimes you committed while doing it. But do it outside of Amity Park, please."

Respawn likes his cousins too, Uncle? Jack is pretty funny. And Danny likes to fight too! And he didn't fight like a hero—too brutal. No wonder the rest thought he was a villain. And Jazz talks with him to help him with his problems?

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Ex-Villians Fentons, who all retired. Fentons knew Danny was Phantom and were sure he was just Meta and not Half Ghost. But we were proud that he started to be a villain, even if he was confused at times.

#danny phantom #Jazz Fenton #danny fenton #Ex-Villians Fentons #dp #Deathstroke #Respawn #dc #dcau #dc comics #dp x dc #dp + dc #dc x dp #batman #Aunt Alicia #Jack Fenton #Maddie Fenton #Alicia x Slade #slade wilson

[bpd-blorbo-bracket]

Round F, Attack 1

Rebecca Bunch Propaganda

Luo Binghe Propaganda

#polls #rebecca bunch #crazy ex gf #crazy ex girlfriend #scum villian self saving system #luo binghe #svsss

[tea-cat-arts]

Both slandar and propaganda are welcome in the tags/comments

#tgcf #heaven official's blessing #feng xin #ju yang #scum villian self saving system #svsss #luo binghe #my propaganda: #gods take on forms based on how they're worshipped #ex: Xie Lian becoming a plague god and Ling Wen gaining a guysona #so if the people say Feng Xin has a massive dick then Feng Xin has a massive dick

[minions-galore-two]

Seeing the dm fandom getting all exited for dm 4 while I see megamind fans bitch about the doom syndicate is surerly an experience.

Is megamind gonna get overshadowed by Gru again lmao

#despicable me 4 #megamind #megamind vs the doom syndicate #honestly I don't blame megamind fans for acting like that #mvstds looks unironically bad #which is a shame since both megamind 1 and that one megamind short were really fucking good #imo my blue ex villian with an oversized forehead deserves better

[ninjasmudge]

Do you ship Lionpeach? What about Blackquill? 👀

yea no sorry, i actively dislike both of those, i have the tags blocked.

i personally think shipping azure with anyone really takes away from his story, reducing it to 'he did [thing] bc he had a crush' or 'he did [thing] because he was jealous' instead of the many actual interesting and conflicting reasons he does things

and i cant bring myself to think abt maq and peng cause it literally just looked like bullying to me. like, shadowpeach had this 'divorced rivals with a huge messy past' type energy, where as peng just seemed like he was bullying the loser of the group and i dont vibe with that

#im not saying its wrong or that u shouldnt ship them but for me personally i cant see it #mk #ask #i also dont really vibe with ppl casting azure as swks jealous ex or being bitter bc swk and maq were together #like way to make a villain with interesting motives into a one dimensional villian

[relmint]

Heyoo! I just want to ask ya something. Wukong was a souless/bad guy in the book? Or he had feelings too? Sorry if this spunds really ignorant, i'm new here and i still haven't read the book

Wukong was never a souless bad guy. He can be very violent but that's only when demons and gods would spite him. If someone hits him, he hits them back harder. He has a tendency to retaliate brutality but there are times he can be merciful too. It really depends on the situation and how wronged he feels. Of course, he has feelings as well! He loves his monkeys and Huagoshan and if anyone messes with them he'll make sure to smash anyone into meat patties! Sun Wukong is a very complex character with his own goals as well. He's not just some "haha chaos impulsive monkey". He's far more calculated than people give him credit for. There's a reason he's called the "intelligent stone monkey."

#anonymous #relanswers #That's why i love him he's so awesome #Honestly Erlang Shen and SWK are my absolute favs they r just so interesting man #A tiny pet peeve of mine is when ppl think #Wukong causes chaos for the sake of chaos #like no??? He usually does things for a reason #For ex. the cruxible Wukong just wasn't in a blind rage #he in fact used his anger as an advantage and directed his rage to achieve his current goal: taking over Heaven's throne #another petty pet peeve on mine is when ppl hate Erlang Shen because all they equate with him is “he burnt down FFM” and “he fought Wukong” #this is mostly to the Western fandom tho #like come on Erlang Shen has a life outside of Wukong #he has his own struggles as well which r equally as compelling as Wukong #or hey maybe I am just an apologist #Dont get me wrong I LOVE ERLANG SHEN AS AN ANTAGONIST AND VILLIAN #HE'd make A GREAT ONE #but idk I dont really like how ppl depict him specifically in the Western fandom lawl #hence I avoid the Erlang Shen tag in tumblr <3333

[bpdohwhatajoy]

When you’ve been a people pleaser your whole life trying to be so kind to others and STILL get called mean or villainized it actually feels so empowering to own it. Yeah I’m a fucking nasty little cunt<333 yup I’m soooo mean🙈🙈🙈🙈whatever you say

#ryan.txt #recovering people pleaser #like oh my god #I still get called mean over the stupidest shit #I’m learning to not let it bother me as much #now when it comes to my abusive exes… LMAOOOO #like yassss I’ll be your villian🙈🙈🙈 #the villains are sexier than the heroes anyways LMFAOOO #(they are not heroes they’re actually Satan but shhhh) #recovery journey #I used to spiral sooo bad when I got called mean #now it just annoys me at worst

[cascadianights]

Life would be so much easier if the people who hurt you were just Bad People and not human beings with hundreds of redeeming and positive qualities that attracted you to them in the first place

#relationships #its so much easier to just have a villian!!!! #a “narcissist” or One Sided Emotional Abuser or Crazy Ex #but the person who broke your heart also drove several hours to the only squirrel rescue in the area to save a squirrel #the person who you fought with for hours and waited for so long to call and felt like you hated as much as loved #is the same person that picked you up from every emergency and brought you to meet their family they dont introduce to anyone #the “Villain” has 3 dog beds in his SEDAN for his senior dog and is writing papers and bills on colonialism and native knowledge #and none of those things no good qualities mean that someone should stay #in your life if they are hurting you/you are hurting each other #but what happens when they come back #is it even possible to have things be Different!?!??!?!?!?!

[starstruckwonder]

SPOILERS FOR LEGOMONKIEKID SEASON 4

Also lmao honestly I cannot stop thinking about Azure saying that after he like killed the Jade Emporer and took his place he would let Wukong out and try to change his mind and make him see reason because like ...wtf does that mean?? Like I know it's possible he wasn't being truthful and he was actually never going to let him out but the way he seemed genuinely remorseful when SWKS scroll piece is broken makes me kinda think he was telling the truth?? Or atleast didn't like super hate SWK . But also I can't get over this plan like ... My dude was seriously gonna let Wukong out the scroll and ig just hope ?? He'd changed his mind?? Or ig hoped Wukong seeing the paradise would cause him join them again ?? Like I dunno I think it all in all implies that Azure really really wants Wukong to be a part of the world he creates, which also too me isn't adding up since he apparently believes that Wukong willingly stopped him from creating his paradise on Earth or something ?? I dunno either he's lying or he's just hella in love man idk

#our king #no thatd not possible wukongs a hero #also the way he still describes wukong as despite his supposed betrayal #aldo i cannot get over azure oraising swk and seemingly genuinely looking up to him and shit man #also for any curious the way he words SWKS actions againdt him and his brothers makes it skund like a betryal and (and even says it is one #and mk even says that implying that he sorts did it willingly #tho in retrospective if its truly the way azure says it was then itd moreso be heaven being the villian since they were acting on the will #of heaven cause yhe journey and all blah blah #anyways azures for sure in love with wukong bye #lego monkie kid #legomonkiekid #lmk s4 #lmk s4 spoilers #free wukong from all these crazy exs man this is getting out of hand 😭 #lego monkie kid fanart

[metalman234]

another Starved Eggman drawing with background “You don’t know your fate little one”.

#starved eggman #eggman #creepypasta #furnace sonic #sonic exe #sonic the hedgehog #drawing #horror #villian

[satoshy12]

The Fenton Parents as Bigots but Good parents.

Danny is the Thief = "Silver Cat"

Maddie and Jack learned that Danny is half-ghost but are very unwilling to believe ghosts can be good, but they are still loving parents for Danny. So both go like, "Welp, we were once supervillains after all, so it's now Danny's turn!” Maddie: "Ah, Danny, you are a half-ghost; you are now evil."

Danny:" Mom, I am not evil because of being a ghost."

Jack:" You don't need to try and hide it. We love you, even if you want to be a villain or something similar. But at least only be a thief."

Danny:" Dad! Mom!"

Maddie:" You could meet heroes and villains that way."

Danny:" Are you saying I should go around and have fun as Villian?"

Jack and Maddie:" Yeah, we shouldn't try to change your nature. Try to release the evil in you as long as it's not Amity Park; we kind of like this place."

Danny had no idea what to say. And as he returned a few days later with stolen goods, And his parents weren't angry but proud of what he did. He had no idea what to say. But why not? He isn't hunted by his parents, and they seem to enjoy hunting themselves.

This started the Villain the "Silver Cat" as he shapeshifted a bit that learned in Ghost Zone, so it's less likely that people knew it's him, and that Black Bat Hero is pretty cute. Maybe he will meet her again.

And being a thief isn't really being a villain, right?

+ Cassandra smiled as she looked her Laptop. Maybe she would meet that cat boy thief again in this museum, should a hero hope a criminal steals the Jewerly or Gold? This must be how Bruce is with Selina Kyle.

#danny fenton #Jack Fenton #Maddie Fenton #good parents jack and maddie #supportive but Bigot Fenton parents #we love you danny #even if you are a evil Ghost #danny phantom #dp #If you try to destroy something no in amit park danny #ex-villians Fentons #Cassie x Danny #dc #dcau #dc comics #dp x dc #dc x dp #dp + dc #batman #cassandra cain #Bruce Wayne #Bat dad #Selina Kyle #Catwoman #catboy danny Phantom #With a Tail and Ears

[bellamygate]

saw someone's batshit theory that any character using an apple product can't possibly be a bad guy bc apple doesn't allow it and that's proof jin and phee aren't bad guys mf ur brain is there to USE 😭

#like thats so fucking funny and i love it however jin filmed someone being raped w the intention of using the video to punish him #& phee moved in one one of his dead exes bullies who r the reason said ex is dead how r they not already clearly bad guys rn #like maybe not in the typical villian/superhero archetypes but come on 😭 #ppl who arent rooting for non r so fascinating like whats going on up there #are u not enraged for him? let me study u

[ametallicbutterfly]

.ೃ࿐ Soft Side

ONE SHOT 03: The After Dark

WORSTTHRUST (Bobby Worst x Bryce Tankthrust)

Summary: running in an endless maze, she takes cover and hides from him. eventually, having to come to terms on choosing between choices that can weaken or strengthen the rate of her survival, she trembles in despair at the idea of how it all may end.

Genre: horror, angst, fluff

Rating: Mature Audiences

Warnings: swearing, gore, non-consensual touching, murder, brief nsfw mentions, cannabis

Word Count: 2.1k

Author's Note: - characters belong to brandon rogers on youtube - Listen to 'After Dark by Mr. Kitty' in a loop to enhance the experience!

➵ SOFT SIDE MASTERLIST

Click Keep Reading only if you have read the warnings/ratings and understand that these one shots may not avoid listing spoilers of the shows; blame the hero & the british series

The taste of metal runs down her throat. It burns.

She runs down the path, desperately looking for somewhere to hide.

Her chest heaved as she drew in huge gasps of air while forcing herself to ignore the agony in her legs.

A HUFF escapes her lips as she falls hands first onto the black carpet beneath her.

She holds in a groan, feeling the stinging of her palms and knees.

“Fuck.” She lets out quietly under a breath.

With her last bit of strength, she quickly crawls behind structures to hide, checking if the coast is clear then repeat.

The arena in which she is in is gigantic.

A maze which consists of hideouts of different shapes and sizes.

The maze resembles themes of space, fantasy worlds, sci-fi themes, and PC games.

Under black lights, they all illuminate in neon colours, blindingly contrasting with the black walls and carpets.

Though they consist of nostalgic themes, the reason for her presence in this arena is rather undesirable.

Turning the corner, she hides behind a barrier.

Peering through the hole of it, she can see a tall figure far on the other side.

The rippings of his neon sleeveless shirt show visible deep wounds on his abdomens, arms, stains upon his clothes and even on his pale skin.

He strides and stumbles on and around barricades, carefully inspecting them then hissing out his frustrations.

Her breaths remain heavy.

Unable to control them, she places a hand on the lower half of her own face, gripping her machine gun tight with the other.

Her back now against the barrier and her eyes shut closed.

“Bryceeee,” He says starting off with a sing-songy tone until it turns rageful.

“You can run but you can’t hide foreveeer.” His steps slowly become apparent and closer.

Her eyes shut open and her heart drops at the sound of his voice.

“Bobby?” In disbelief, she whispers to herself.

His footsteps stop.

Her heart is racing at a hundred miles per hour.

It made her want to hurl.

She can sense his presence nearby.

From all her years of experiencing carnage, from her past life of transplanting hearts to herself, the smell on him was overwhelmingly familiar.

Skunky, sulfurous, rusty and fecal.

She chokes on her breath knowing her choices are limited.

Make a run for the stairs and possibly get caught by him? Or take away the life of the man she loves in order to ensure her own safety?

Is this it? She thinks to herself.

Her vision begins to blur, feeling her eyes sting.

Is this how I’ll die? …. Loving the very man who will kill me…. The very last face I’ll see…. before I take my very last breath?

Instead of making a run for it or gun him down, she comes to accept her fate.

She loosens the grip of her machine gun and lets it swing by her hand, taking a deep breath, and admiring the sound of silence.

A sound that she’ll be the closest to ever experiencing peace. She smiles.

CLANG — CLING — CLANG

His furious growl is loud and echoes through the arena.

She peeks through the hole again.

The sound seeming to have come from the other far end of the maze.

Fists are clenched as his back is turnt to the structure she hides behind.

Desperation gets the best of him as he begins to march his way to the sound. She feels the tension in her neck release. Now only one problem remains, he still wasn’t far enough.

Now, new choices present themselves to her.

Take the risk and run up the stairs --- godspeed? Or stay in place and remain silent?

Both had their fair share of probable success and failure. But soon enough, she is disrupted of her own thoughts.

“Sir! — Please! — Help me!” The voice of a young boy shouts through panting.

He stands in front of Bobby. His hands on his own knees, attempting to catch his own breath.

“Please — I don’t know what’s going on sir — I-– I-– I’m really scared.”

“Scared?” Bobby repeats. The boy nods.

“No need to be scared…. I will help you…. I WILL SET YOU FREE FROM YOUR OWN DICK-WRENCHING FEAR!”

With a harsh grip of the young boy’s arm, the little boy begins to feel unsettled. He struggles to free himself from Bobby’s grasp, panting heavily again.

“What are you doing? — Please! — Let me go!” Cries the little boy.

Bobby pulls out his machine gun and points it at his victim’s forehead.

“NO! — PLEASE! — I’LL DO ANY—”

BOOM!

Remaining hidden behind the barrier, she flinches at the loud sound.

Holding up a hand to her own mouth, she barely manages to save the whimper that escaped her lips.

With a flick of his tongue, he savours the taste of metallic red liquid splattered on his face and his clothes.

Releasing the collar of the little boy’s shirt, his corpse thuds loudly on the ground.

“By your incapability of not being able to stop me from shooting the boy, Bryce, I can tell what kind of woman you are…..”

He steps over his corpse, continuing his search, still not far enough but his back remained turnt to where she hid.

“I now know you wouldn’t be a good mother to our future child… That’s for sure… But the idea of you underneath me… makes my insides tingle…”

Her steps are ever so light, she slowly makes her way to the stairs.

A breath of relief releases as her foot is over the first step, and just as her second step comes in, her hope is nothing but a mere illusion.

HISS - HISS

“Boss?”

HISS - HISS

“Boss, are you there?”

Clipped onto the collar of her office red jacket is a radio-transmitter. The loud hissing and voice of Donovan stops Bobby in his tracks.

Bobby turns and Bryce feels the hairs of her neck stand.

Their eyes which were once the free passages of each others’ souls were no longer.

His are bloodshot, hooded with dark circles under.

And hers were of a reindeer caught up in a headlight.

Coming to her senses, Bryce speeds up the stairs.

No looking back.

Her focus entirely on finding the exit door.

Dodging through obstacles and structures, she becomes breathless, collapsing on the ground.

But to her luck, the door of freedom stood right in front of her, with a sign that read:

California’s Best Laser Tag Arena — The After Dark: Exit Door.

Sitting up against the wall and behind a shelter, she unclips her radio transmitter, putting it to her lips.

“Donovan? Donovan, do you copy?”

HISS — HISS

“Boss, I can hear you.”

HISS — HISS

“Where are you?”

“I’m by the exit door, Donovan. I found it.” She says brushing her hand against it.

“Boss — I only copied exit door.”

“Yes Donovan! Please hurry!”

HISS - HISS

“Boss you’re breaking up-”

HISS - HISS

“Donovan? DONOVAN?”

She smacks the small device angrily. “Stupid piece of shit!”

Hissing, shouting and screaming comes in through the transmitter. Donovan’s scream. Blood curdling and gruesome. Then, a shot of a bullet goes off in the distance.

Her breath hitches. A tear runs down her eye.

Why Bobby? Why? She internally asks herself.

Standing to her feet, she remains hidden.

Digging her hand inside her pocket, she pulls out her favourite pistol. Her golden pistol. Both her hands grip it, arms extended, scanning her surroundings.

In the corner of her eye, she swore she saw a dark silhouette.

Her lips quiver and her arms become wary.

She winces at the sudden sound of shifting around her.

She turns, her pointing finger over the trigger.

A strong and fast swoosh of wind sweeps past her back then, immediately, she’s violently snatched by her waist.

It places her over its shoulder and the feeling of another arm tightening itself over her legs.

“Put me down!” She demands, punching the back of whoever this menace was.

“No… I won’t… You’re mine… Mine forever… FOR ETERNITY!” He evilly cackles.

“Bobby, let go of me now!” She shouts, her leg perfectly kicking his crotch.

He lets out an OOMPH pushing her against a corner. His figure blocking her from leaving.

“Fine… Just this once… Your feisty-ness is what keeps me glued to you anyway…”

His eyes look so different.

They don’t even look like they’re his.

They’re glowing yellow, his teeth pointy and sharp like a shark as blood drips from his mouth onto his own shirt.

He leans into her face with a grotesque smile.

“Kiss me.”

“Bobby! — Stop! — What has gotten into you?” She cries.

Her head turning to the side, avoiding the bloody pool of his lips.

“Your love did.”

And with that, his fingers grip her chin and force her lips to collide with his.

Her body tenses under him.

“Bobby! Stop!” She shoves him away.

A bloody smirk appears on his face with a devilish look in his eyes. A look of determination. A look of wanting control.

He begins to step close to her once more.

His arm over her head and his thigh between her legs.

His breath over her neck.

But this time, he places the muzzle of his machine gun on her chest.

“Look what’s happened to us…” The feeling of his breath makes her twitch.

“Fighting against each other, hm? After all we went through together?” He whispers softly.

Her face is burning.

The muzzle of his machine gun pushed further into her chest.

Her heart is pounding.

Her pistol on the ground, long forgotten.

Now only a hair away from his face.

From his lips.

A part of her felt relieved.

Relieved knowing she’d be killed by him.

And no one else.

She felt satisfied in knowing she wouldn’t have it any other way.

CLICK

Her eyes shut close.

An utter high-pitched piercing scream of terror escapes her lips, making his ears ring.

Her back drags down the wall.

Weakly, in an attempt to protect herself, she forms her body into a ball.

Her eyes remain closed.

“Bryce, what’s wrong?” He asks, his hand touching her knee.

She slaps it away. “Please! — Don’t! — Not again!”

On his knees, he grabs her wrists. She struggles to release herself from his grip.

“I beg you, Bobby! Please! Don’t kill me!”

He feels his eyes sting in disbelief of what she’s saying.

“Bryce what are you talking about? — I’d never do that in a million fucking years!”

His arms now wrap around her.

Petting her hair and rubbing her back.

Her head now lies in the crook of his neck.

He showers her with a bunch of kisses.

“Bryce — open your eyes — tell me… what’s wrong?” In a hushed voice, he whispers to her ear.

He steps back and she opens her eyes.

He’s dressed in a laser tag infrared vest with a laser tag gun in his hands.

His clothes look clean, his eyes look lively and his hair looks combed.

His face with an expression of worry.

Donovan and a little boy make their way to the scene, now standing next to Bobby. Both in vests and laser tag guns in their hands, just like Bobby.

“We heard commotion — Is everything alright?” Donovan asks, looking at Bobby then at Bryce.

She looks down at herself, exhaling in relief.

A vest wrapped around her and a laser tag gun on the floor next to her.

“I have to go now!” The little boy says with a lisp, missing his two front teeth.

Donovan gives him an open smile, waving each other goodbye. Bobby rolls his eyes, annoyed.

Hands in one another, Bobby pulls her up to her feet.

She falls in his arms.

Eyes glossy looking into his.

She hugs him tightly, nearly knocking him over by her strength. But then shortly, he holds her tightly too.

Without thought, she pulls him into a deep wet sloppy kiss.

He lets out a small moan, pushing her head closer with his hand.

Bobby parts first, licking his lips.

His hands gripping her arms, he pulls her in close and whispers into her ear,

“Woah, woah you…”

He looks into her eyes, a seductive look.

“How about we continue this at home?…” He whispers.

They both turn to look at Donovan, his hand covering his own eyes.

She chuckles in embarrassment, feeling her cheeks heat up.

Her arm around Bobby’s waist and his over her shoulders, she lets out a sigh of relief never feeling safer anywhere else but his arms.

Bobby looks down at her with worry.

"Can you please tell me what happened?"

Attempting to comfort him, she gives him a forced smile, which in turn Bobby can point the inauthenticity of it.

"I'm alright, Bobby... You don't need to worry." She pats his shoulder, walking past him.

He frowns, fidgeting with the trigger of his laser tag gun.

She stumbles between her steps, caught by Bobby, she places a hand to her own forehead.

“What’s wrong? Tell me… What is it?” Bobby begs, putting the back of his hand on her forehead to feel her temperature.

“I think I ate too many of those weed brownies that young latino thug gave us.”

“Guess that means we need to return home.” Donovan says.

Bobby nods in agreement as Bryce lets out a burp.

As they make their way back to the stairway, Bobby looks back at the corner in which they once were in.

"Bryce," He says, his head turns to look down at her in his arms.

She's huddled in close. Her head looking up at the mention of her name.

"Yes, Bobby?"

His brows furrow.

"When we get home... could you please tell me what happened?"

"Bobby, I told you that I'm fine-"

"Pleaseeee."

She sighs.

"Fine."

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Me, planing a +18 magical girl story.

Someone: is it +18 because you are going to put sex, drugs and blood?

Me: no, is +18 because the big bad is made from one corrupted magical being fused with literally a ton of human child corpse and once they defeat it it will turn into a rotting being unable to die but always rotting.

Someone: what the fuck

#I'm scared of my mind tbh #thankfully i can't draw #so i won't be making a drawing of the rotting being #other villians are toxic ex controlling a mecha #a pink magical being born from one of the child corpse #one of the main characters uncle #time travel #trully the worst of the enemies lmao

[bandsanitizer]

she did not write the great war just for y’all to make like he’s been a big bad villian for the last six years 🙃

#like not be picking apart the music #but the way people are reacting is just a bit not it #nbh btw #it don’t matter who she goes out with LOL half the world will only give a shit bout the next single and the other half about her ex being #an asshole like my dudes sometimes people just don’t work out #sometimes it just don’t work out #sometimes it’s not that one person is worse than the other #sometimes it’s not that there’s a villian and victim #sometimes it just doesn’t work #be it time or place or coming to realise ideals or visions for life dont line up #sometimes it just doesn’t work OR it won’t work out in the future and they know it then #to be deleted