#hero sidekick

[epiclamer]

Can you please write a whumper to caretaker snippet please h Im sorryr please h

Anon— are you okay???

Disgrace

The villain had sworn that next time Sidekick showed up in their base, they’d kill them. Strip them of their dignity and pride and humiliate them in front of their team—if not the entire world. They would torture them every single day and berate them to no end.

Villain promised that they would suffer; and now they were seated here in front of them.

Shaking like a leaf in their bonds, one foot caught and clamped in what looked like a new age bear trap, was Sidekick. Doing their best to mask the pain in their leg while attempting to seem aloof.

“So. You little heroes think that because I let you off the hook once I’ll do it again?” Villain drummed their fingers rhythmically against the metal table they lounged at. Eye to eye with their captive.

“Villain I-I swear that’s not—”

“Save your sorry excuses. I warned you, Sidekick. Yet here you are again…”

From the sidekick’s view, the villain looked almost disappointed, as if killing them was going to be a nuisance to clean up, not that killing someone would be on their conscious for life. Sidekick was going to puke or pass out, they weren’t sure. All they knew was that either their foot would be amputated by morning or their head would be.

“P-Please, Villain, I told them— I-I said that you’d kill me if they sent me in and, and they knew— They would never do this on purpose I-I swear—”

At that, Villains gaze darkened, something horrible brewing behind their eyes. Quietly, they opened the bag they had entered with, a high quality, leather satchel and in it, a computer.

They flipped the screen open and tapped away at it for a second while Sidekick contemplated begging for their life once more. But before they could open their mouth, Villain spun the computer screen around, angling it so the contents were visible to the sidekick.

It was a video.

A body-cam video. Specifically, Teammate’s body-cam—since they were the only one not in the picture besides the sidekick. A lump formed horribly in their throat, why was their team having meetings without them? How had Villain gotten the tape? Were the others here too?

Too many questions flooded the up and coming hero’s head at once, adrenaline pumping through their body and filling their lungs until they couldn’t breathe. They were having a panic attack. In front of Villain.

Gods, they were so pathetic. Hero always hated when they cried like a baby, slapping them to get them to shut up and part of them wished the villain would now too. It would at least allow them to get a hold of their spiralling and the pain would be familiar, if not comforting.

“Sidekick.” Their name cut through the haze of panic as they gasped for air. “Look at me.” Villain’s hands were on their shoulders, shaking them roughly and they winced when their foot jostled. Snapping back to reality at the pain just in time to see the villain’s worried face staring back.

Worried? They must’ve been mistaken. They were an enemy. Hero had warned them about Villain and their cruelty, they had no remorse for heroes. That included Sidekick.

Carefully, the criminal smoothed the sweaty hair from Sidekick’s face, wiping away the blood and tears that covered their cheeks with a gentle hand like none other. No one had ever touched the sidekick so kindly before, it hurt their brain to picture it was coming from the one that had threatened to skin them alive last week, and they had to refrain from leaning into the touch entirely.

Villain stepped back, catching their softness with the other, before returning to their seat. Allowing a moment of rest for the sidekick to regroup, then the villain continued.

“If your team supposedly had nothing to do with your capture, then explain this.”

They tapped the spacebar and the video jumped to a start. Volume turned loud enough to echo slightly off the concrete walls around them.

“Think about it.” Came Hero’s crackling voice over the footage, in their hand they held the device currently trapped to Sidekick’s foot. “It would get them out of our hair for at least a week. Villain wouldn’t kill them, they’re practically still a kid, Villain has stronger morals than that.”

The rest of the group looked uneasy, silence stretching for another opinion to take place.

“Sidekick said that Villain swore to kill them next time—”

“And when was the last time Sidekick was right about something? Anything for that matter. They’ve led us straight into traps “due to their miscalculations”. Besides, I’ve known Villain the longest and they wouldn’t do anything like that.”

To Sidekick’s surprise, their team looked more reassured after that statement. “It was only once…” they whispered under their breath, defending their reputation to a crowd that would never hear them.

Hero groaned at the lack of compliance from the rest of the group. “Look, just three days ago they tripped over their own feet and sprained their ankle. That cost us medical supplies and precious time, imagine we didn’t have to deal with those losses.”

The heroes began nodding in unison, weighing their options. Less and less favourable to the sidekick’s survival.

“It was an accident…” Sidekick’s voice cracked and they hated the slight pity in the look Villain gave them.

“Not only that but they’re always complaining about needing a prescription refill for their medication or whatever. Nagging constantly about not being able to go on missions without it.”

In truth, Sidekick figured it was their inhaler that was being referenced. It was expensive to buy it and the agency promised to cover it with insurance, but they hardly ever did. It was starting to cut into their food rations with how much it cost and how many times they had to use it daily on missions. But it kept them alive, without it they would die and if they kept paying for it, soon enough they wouldn’t be able to buy their basic necessities.

“I have asthma, I-I need it to go running a-and fighting on missions…” They filled the question for the curious looking villain, who raised their eyebrows slightly in response before turning back to the video.

“When they completed their task force, their average was a minute forty per challenge.” Hero paused for what could only be dramatic effect. “The average among us, you might ask? One minute. On the dot.”

A clamour of voices spilled from speakers, multiple in agreement, finally deciding to use the sidekick as their sacrificial lamb all because they were too much to handle. Not because they sucked at their job, but because the other heroes found them annoying.

Sidekick shattered. Their heart breaking into a million different pieces, throat burning, eyes stinging with a new ferocity and heart beating like a jackhammer.

Villain closed the screen and the audio was cut short, they slipped it back into their satchel and sat patiently while Sidekick sobbed. Trying and failing to hide their face as their arms were tied tightly behind their back. They wanted anything but to have to look at the villain while they cried and they were sure Villain would exploit this moment later.

They didn’t know how long it was until they quieted down, reduced to heaving sniffles and the occasional outburst. Whether it came from the pain in their foot or the pain in their heart, Sidekick had no idea, they didn’t honestly care, this was the first time they’d been able to let all their emotions out in peace and it felt incredible.

When the young hero was in enough control to only hiccup every few seconds, Villain stood up, walking around the table and over to the other as they knelt down. Sidekick flinched, body too exhausted to try and remain collected, if the villain wanted to hurt them now then so be it. The day couldn't get any worse.

But they didn’t, the criminal knelt down and delicately they untied the sidekick, from their wrists down to their good ankle. Standing back up to see the shock portrayed in Sidekick's body language as they reached for their face to wipe their tears once more.

Wordlessly, once they were done wiping the sidekick’s face, they hoisted them into their arms in an attempted bridal carry. When Sidekick whimpered and sobbed against their shoulder, Villain only shushed them sweetly, leaving the room with them in their arms as the sidekick began to cry again.

They clung to the villain like a lifeline, crying out the hidden truths behind their so-called teammates' lies. Especially Hero.

Especially their mentor.

“T-the average time f-for sidekicks is two minutes.” Weakly they squeezed the villain’s shoulder in anger. “I-I was the t-top of my class and, and, and Hero— was just j-jealous because they never were.”

Villain shushed them again, reassuring the other as they spoke.

“T-they told me every time I-I messed up that t-they would hurt me b-because I deserved it.”

“You didn’t deserve it--”

“I-I didn’t deserve it. T-they just wanted m-my performance t-to lower so I wouldn’t t-take their spot—” Sidekick seethed, "T-they whipped me, t-they beat me, they e-even w-waterboarded me, when t-they knew it was my biggest f-fear."

They wheezed, squeezing their eyes shut as they cursed under their breath at the pain in their foot. It was becoming unbearable. All to find out Hero was the one who placed it. That only made it hurt more.

"I-I was pronounced d-dead for a minute and a half-- a-all because they w-wouldn't bring my head u-up when I begged." Sidekick gasped, shaking hands prying at the villain's suit. "I b-begged for my fucking life a-and they still w-wouldn't listen--"

The criminal kicked open a new door, nothing like a cell one and took them both inside. Past hallways and storage closets until they reached an empty room with a free bed. “I know, I know. It’s okay, you’re safe now, okay?”

Sidekick shook, crying, laughing and hyperventilating all at once, it felt like their whole world was coming apart; the people they loved and cared for, everything they knew, all their training, all their hard work. Just to end up deep in the Villain's lair, an inescapable trap--placed by their own teammates--clamped on their worsening foot, an enemy comforting them and a betrayal worse than death destroying them from the inside out.

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[notthehero]

Hero: "What are you doing here?"

Villain: "Heroing. Heroin? Heroine? Hero-ing--"

Hero: "Why?"

Villain: "Because you died, stupid. I can't let villains rule my city. Besides, it's my turn to get to be the hero."

Hero: "Well, I'm back now."

Villain: "Too bad. Move your feet, lose your seat."

Hero: "That's not--"

Villain: "Tell you what, you can be my sidekick."

Hero: "ABSOLUTELY NOT."

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[esperosisdoeswriting]

Prompt #576

"You really shouldn't lie face down in dirty alleyways like this." [Villain] huffed as they stood above [Hero Sidekick], shielding them momentarily from the rain with their umbrella.

"Just... go away." [Sidekick] mumbled.

"I mean, seriously, there all kinds of diseases and bacteria," [Villain] continued, "and the rain isn't going to help your body fight off any illnesses."

"I don't care." [Hero Sidekick] turned their face into the ground, refusing to face [Villain].

[Villain] didn't say anything for a while, the heavy rain filling the silence between them as [Hero Sidekick] bit back their tears. Eventually, [Villain] let out a long sigh, something [Hero] Sidekick] had hoped meant they were leaving. But instead, [Villain] crouched down above them.

"I know you held on for the year of torment in [Super Villain]'s base by focusing on [Hero]. How things would be fine once you escaped and made it back to them." [Villain]'s voice was soft, too soft, [Hero Sidekick] desperately wanted them to stop talking, but they didn't trust their voice enough to reply.

"I also saw how [Hero] replaced you, and how when you returned, they kicked you to the curb like you were trash."

"Are you here to gloat or something," [Hero Sidekick]'s voice cracked, "cause last time I checked, you were trapped by [Super Villain] with me."

"Nah," [Villain] replied, "I was just worried about you, so I followed you around a bit. Really sucks you got abandoned by your real parents, and now your basically adopted parent."

"Yeah, well..." [Hero Sidekick]'s tears mixed in with the rain on their face.

"Wanna get something to eat?"

[Hero Sidekick] looked up at them in surprise, "What?"

"I mean," [Villain] tilted their head to the side, "you've obviously already given up on life. What's one last meal, hmmm?"

#take this extra long prompt as an appology for being so inconsistant lately! #been focusing on book stuff #goal is to get it done by October #prompt #angst #angst prompt #bad hero #bad hero prompt #good villain #good villain prompt #sidekick prompt #sidekick #hero sidekick #heroes and villains #villains and heroes #villain prompt #esper prompt #writing #writblr

[livingforthewhump]

Hellooo! So I have been lurking on your page for a bit and finally worked up the courage to give a promot idea. Villain finding Hero delirious and in some alleyway and hero won't tell who hurt them, until sidekick shows up for hero and hero freaks. (I seriously don't see enough sidekick being the whumper-)

BLESS YOU ANON I LOVE YOU

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They didn’t know what caught their attention about the alleyway at first. Villain was just walking past it when something snagged their eye, made them turn around. Still, it took a good thirty seconds of squinting and cursing both their instincts and their poor night vision before they spotted the thing that didn’t belong.

A small form, slumped against the wall and shifting slightly in a motion that seemed to be breathing.

Villain once again cursed their brain. This was an odd area, sure, but that didn’t mean there weren’t any homeless people pitching in the alleys for the night.

And yet a small sound carried in the still air, a faint, pained wheezing. Villain frowned and walked forward. If their darned conscience made them give Hero yet another anonymous tip of people in crisis they were going to scream.

As they walked into the alley, they tried to keep their footsteps as soft as possible while still letting the person know about their presence. Whoever it was flinched, wheezing breaths picking up slightly.

“Who are you?” Villain whispered, a menacing husk in their voice.

The person whined, mumbling something incoherent and shuffling vaguely from their collapsed position. Something in that voice was…familiar, though. Almost unsettling.

Villain mumbled a curse and flipped on their dimmest light they carried with them, fingering their weapon just in case.

They gasped at the same time as the figure flinched harshly, both of them moving back.

“…Hero?” Villain asked softly.

They almost didn’t believe it. Hero was entirely folded over on the ground, uniform ripped and splotchy with blood. Any exposed skin was covered in deep purple and still blooming red bruises and welts.

Their chin was tucked down to their chest, arms up and cradling their head protectively. It was like they expected whatever assault they had been through to continue at any moment.

Villain almost flicked the light off. Almost walked away. They had a conscience, sure, but not so far as to stay in the situation. At least, never before. They were a runner. That’s what they did. They fled and left the situation for someone else to deal with. So why were they moving to kneel beside Hero.

“Please…” Hero’s voice came out in a croaky whisper, like they had already spent it all.

Villain reached out to touch Hero’s shoulder, earning a flinch that drove them impossibly closer to the dirty brick wall of the alley.

“Who did this to you?” Villain asked, suddenly enraged. What monstrosity looked at Hero, who was good and kind and helped everyone, even to the point of self sacrifice, and thought that they deserved to be anywhere near this hurt?

Hero gasped in a shuddering breath, and Villain realized they were whispering something, and endless litany, almost prayerful in its desperation. “Please please don’t hurt me please I’ll—I, I’ll be good, I won’t tell, please leave me alone please don’t, please—”

Villain’s jaw set as an unprecedented fire cemented into their bones. Oh, no, they wouldn’t be walking away from this one.

They gently pried Hero’s arms off of their head, cupping the masked face in their palms and tilting it towards them.

Their face, too, was a cacophony of bruises, lips swollen and split from being hit over and over again. Mask ripped at the corner with blood weeping from the wound, intermingling with Hero’s own tears that drenched their cheeks. Their eyes were droopy, half closed.

“Hero. Hero, look at me,” Villain breathed, jostling their head slightly. Oh, heavens, did they need a hospital? Villain couldn’t go there with them. “Hero.”

Their lashes fluttered as their eyes flew open. Yet they stared past Villain, fixed on something that wasn’t there, at least not anymore, as tears rose to further cloud them.

“Please no…” Hero mouthed at the invisible horror they were seeing.

Villain glanced behind them to ensure there wasn’t someone there after all. Only shadows. They shivered nonetheless.

“Hero, who do you see?”

At this angle they could see even more wounds spattering Hero’s torso. A dent in their ribs where there shouldn’t be one (was that why their breaths where so raspy?), bruises etched deeply into the sensitive skin of their neck. Overlapping handprints, pressed down hard again and again. Villain swallowed drily.

“Who do you see?” They were practically begging now.

Hero’s brow ruffled, eyes focusing blearily for just a moment. “Villain…?”

“Yes,” was all they could manage.

Hero’s throat clicked when they tried to swallow. They winced in pain, blinking back the delirium creeping back into their eyes. Something was dripping blood into their forehead. “You, you need to go.”

“What?” Villain’s grip on their face tightened slightly, loosening again instantly at the flash of terror in Hero’s eyes. “No, Hero, you need to tell me who did this to you.”

Something tensed in Hero’s face, and they seemed almost venomous when they spat out a “no.”

Villain blinked, and when Hero jerked their face out of Villain’s hold, they let them. It seemed to pull on Hero’s wounds though, and they made a strangled yelp, falling back in on themselves and shuddering with sobs.

Villain muttered a curse, jumping when Hero jerked back.

“Plea—please, it, it, it hurts,” Hero hissed. Villain almost thought that Hero had forgotten they were there all of a sudden, overwhelmed by the pain, but their voice raised just a little then. “Villain—”

“I’m here,” they brushed their fingers over Hero’s forehead. “What can I do?”

“Get away from them,” a voice snarled from the front of the alley. Villain jumped back, spinning to face them, weapon jumping into their hand.

“Sidekick!” They didn’t get another word in before Sidekick was upon them, a flurry of motion.

Seconds later they had Sidekick at a stalemate, fuming and weaponless.

“Listen, it wasn’t me,” Villain gasped, moving to gesture towards Hero.

In that movement though, they saw the state that Hero was in, and it was very different than mere moments before. And very, very bad.

Hero was scrambling to shove themselves against the brick, even as they cried out against the aggravation to their wounds. Their eyes were wide, whites visible even in the dark, fixed solely on Sidekick. Their tears were starting anew. And then they started shrieking.

“No nononono please, please, Sideki—please I’m sorry I’m sorry please don’t hhh—” And their sobs turned their yelling incoherent.

Villain’s vision turned red. They shifted in between Hero and Sidekick, weapon poised. “Sidekick,” they said very carefully, dangerously, “why is Hero saying that?”

“They don’t even know what they’re saying.” Sidekick’s voice was shaking, thick with anger. Hero had gone still at the sound of it, just before their disjointed thrashing resumed in earnest.

Sidekick rushed a few steps forward, and Hero screamed and sobbed and begged, cowering behind Villain’s protection. And Villain seethed.

“Don’t come any closer,” they snarled. “You don’t deserve to be within a mile of them.”

Sidekick barked a laugh. “That coming from a villain! You’re clearly just trying to pin your crimes on me.”

Another heartbreaking sob came from Hero, a tearful please please please.

Villain’s jaw creaked from how hard they grit their teeth. “Get out of my sight. Or I’ll skewer you here and now.” Their powers flickered dangerously around them, so close to raging unleashed.

Sidekick stared at them, and Villain stared back, rage against rage, and for once, it wasn’t Villain who ran away.

When they did leave the alley, it was with Hero scooped up in their arms, limp and muttering, but safe. Safe from, horrifically, the one meant to have their back, to always be by their side. Safe from the one who hurt them to the point of begging delirium. And the next time Villain saw Sidekick, they swore with all the fire in their blood that only one of them would be walking away.

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[thepenultimateword]

Short Prompt #65

“Ok,” Hero said, dislodging their hand from between Villain’s clasping fingers. “I get the barbecues and the group dinners and the trips to the movies; we’re mentoring each other’s kids, and we want to keep healthy relationships all around. But is the flirting really necessary?”

Villain rested their chin in their palm, smiling slyly from under half lowered lids. “That part isn’t for the kids.”

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[puddleslimewrites]

Gift (Snippet #10)

Hero looked at the unwrapped box in their hands. It was small and tattered, but the flaps were neatly sealed with a strip of clear tape. "What's this?"

Sidekick shuffled their feet. "Just something small." They glanced up at Hero - their hero - waiting for them to open it.

Hero did so. They unfolded the cloth they found inside, freezing in place when they saw the full length of it.

"I, um... saw you were throwing out your cape. You've always said it's your favorite one, so I- I tried to fix it up a bit." Sidekick snuck a glance to see Hero's reaction only to feel their stomach flip at the utterly blank stare on their face. "I-I'm sorry! I know how much you loved it so I thought I'd try-"

"You did this?"

Sidekick's jaw snapped shut with an audible click. They nodded.

Hero's cape had been ruined. Countless fights had worn it down over the years. It was full of holes and poorly mended rips and tears, the seams all split and frayed. But what they had in their hands wasn't their cape. It was a patchwork of cloth, almost quilt-like with the vague idea of a pattern sewn throughout. Hero swallowed down the lump in their throat as they realized that Sidekick had chosen to use their favorite color to fix it.

They gripped the fabric in one hand, box tucked under their arm, so they could pull Sidekick in for a hug. With far more than it should have taken to keep their emotions in check, Hero whispered a quiet, "Thank you."

#puddleslimewrites #heroes and villains #hero x sidekick #hero sidekick #writing snippet #writing snippets #hero x villain community

[the-sidekick-club]

Not Mender's Night

Written by: @heroes-villains-side-blog★​​@tratieisdabest★@just-a-space-rabbit​​  

TW: Traps, Knife, Attempted thievery ❘〣❘〣❘ ✿ ❘〣❘〣❘

The Masked Mender was slowly walking through an alley on one of her day patrols. This was one she had without Lady Alexandria, so it had been fairly boring without the older hero's company. Mender yawned as she caught the last glimpse of the summer sun before it went behind the mountain. Turning left at the next corner, she walked further into the slowly darkening alley.

After turning another corner, this time to the right; as she often liked to make patterns when she did solo patrols to make things a bit more enjoyable; she suddenly spotted something ahead. Instantly, she was awake and alert… ish. She's more alert than previously, but still not fully awake. Moving closer, she sees that the item is just a random floating knife, with a small sticky note attached to it. In a messy scrawl, “hold on to me :3” was written. 

Any other day, Mender would have laughed at it! But today… today had been too long. So she took it before even slightly thinking about it (maybe she wasn't that alert at all).

Studying it in her hand, she mumbled to herself  “It looks like one of Hirra’s knives, what is this doing here—”

Her train of thought was cut off by surprise. Out of nowhere, the dagger had suddenly begun to move! Mender got dragged along by the knife as it shot up into the air, and then hit a nearby pipe with a loud twang! The echoes through the alleyways made the noises even more deafening, something Mender's exhausted mind did not appreciate. 

As the sound faded, Mender tried to figure out what on earth just happened. But she was soon distracted by another sound. 

Giggling. 

There was a mad giggling close by, and Mender did not need to see the person to figure out whose it was. 

“HIRRA!” she yelled, tuning around as steadily as they could.

Hirra was down on the ground, giggling like a child. “You should have seen your face!” was all she was able to say in-between more laughing.

“Hirra! Seriously, why would you?! Wait… ” It was at this moment Mender realised it, she turned back to the knife and tried to let go… but she couldn't… “You used superglue on your knife?!” 

“Oh, don’t be so mad!” Hirra said, having finally got over her mad giggle. While starting to take a few celebratory selfies. “I just needed you out of the way for the bank robbery tonight!” At that, she began to move backwards, so Mender couldn't kick at her. 

After a few failed attempts to break free, Mender finally processed what the other sidekick had said. “So… you are planning to rob the bank… again?” Mender asked casually, as if she wasn't currently trapped.

“Yeah!” Hirra yelled, clearly proud of herself. 

“Huh…” was all that Hirra got back, making her turn her head back up from her phone, to the trapped sidekick. But by the time Hirra realised what was about to happen, it was already too late.

Mender had quickly and quietly taken her phone (only one hand was trapped) and dialled Lady Alexandria. “Hey, Alexandria. Just going to inform you, Hirra is planning a bank robbery tonight. She is currently at-” 

There was a loud “HEY! That’s cheating!” from Hirra, but Mender just smiled at her smugly. 

“Lady Alexandria will be here in 15 minutes so you get a small headstart.”

Hirra just stuck her tongue out, as she began running. “The other way!” Mender yelled, smirking. Hirra, embarrassingly, had to turn and run back the other way, Mender giving her a little wave as she passed by once more. 

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[eggyboyoart]

HAPPY HALLOWEEN i love halloween its my favourite holiday and it makes me so happy for the spooky season

(Heyy, if u could watch my speedpaint on my yt, i would be so silly goofy happy :D)

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[shywhumpauthor]

Hey, could you continue the sidekick may thirteenth prompt, I’m dying for sidekick whump and that is just frdjkbvjkbknj

PFFT OF COURSE

Holy shit I actually have the motivation for this

@abysslll yes I saw your tags 👀

Cw: kidnapping, head injury, bruises, concussion, knocked unconscious, Whumpee referred to as “kid” but is 18+, mentioned murder, blood, implied torture, gun

Supervillain caught Sidekick as they crumpled, quickly replacing their gun in their holster and scooping the small hero into their arms.

For a moment, Supervillain stood there, looking down at their newest captive with a fond expression. They shifted Sidekick’s weight to one arm in a precarious balance and raised their other hand to the hero’s face, carefully peeling their mask away from their face.

Even in the faint moonlight, Supervillain could see the scars marring Sidekick’s slack expression, the bruises littering their cheekbones and jaw.

A frown began to tug at the criminal’s lips. The poor thing… they were in much too far over their head. All of the hero’s were. They could only hope that one day the heroes would realize they were fighting for a lost cause. They could only hope that one day they would realize that all the loss was in vain, that they couldn’t win.

Scarlet blood turned black through the mask of darkness trickled from a small wound on Sidekick’s temple, the very wound which Supervillain had inflicted, not a full minute ago. They’d have to get Sidekick some painkillers when they woke up, that’d sure hurt like a bitch.

Poor kid, Supervillain thought, sighing as they tucked Sidekick’s mask into their pocket. They adjusted their hold, pulling the fallen hero a bit closer to their chest.

As much as they hated what was to come, how much pain and suffering the young apprentice would have to endure for the sake of their mentors, Supervillain knew it was necessary.

Maybe now the heroes would finally realize.

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[starry-night-author]

A continuation of prompt 8? Maybe hero does the whole 'I'm ur friend pls fight this' and villain actually does?

EEEEE MY FIRST REQUEST! :D Just for you anon. <3 (This one's long, it got away from me a little bit)

Prompt #8 (Pt. 2)

(Part 1)

"Superhero's been in there for too long." Hero's Sidekick said, looking up at Hero. "Going off of anything we know about that kind of mind control, Villain is likely gone by now."

"But Villain-"

"It's been a week now, Hero." H Sidekick stood from the desk, taking a step towards their mentor. "The longest anyone's lasted like that was four days. It's been seven. Villain's go-"

"No." Hero straightened up from where they'd been leaning against the wall. "I refuse to believe-"

They were interrupted by a pounding on the underground hideout's door, and the two of them froze.

"Who else knows where this place is?" Hero whispered, watching the door anxiously. This was their secret hideout, where they'd retreated to get away from Superhero.

"Um..." H Sidekick thought as the harsh knocking came again. "Villain did."

"Superhero couldn't have-"

"Let me in!"

"Villain's Sidekick?" Hero exclaimed, surprised. "Open it," they told H Sidekick.

H Sidekick ran forward, undoing the doors complicated lock and opening it. V Sidekick ran in right past them, going straight up to Hero. "What the hell happened to Villain?!"

"You haven't heard?" H Sidekick asked as they glanced around outside before shutting the door.

V Sidekick shook their head. "I've been sick all week, I went back to our place and Villain was acting weird."

"They've been possessed by Superhero," Hero told them. "And Superhero's trying to kill me as punishment for breaking the rules and falling for a Villain."

"How long has it been?" V Sidekick asked, their voice already full of panic. "W-we can still get them back, right?"

"A week," H Sidekick said somberly.

"No no no... that means Villain's gone by-"

"They're not," Hero growled.

Suddenly the knocking came again, this time softer, much more timidly than before. The three froze, staring at the door.

"Were you followed?" H Sidekick whispered, glancing at V Sidekick nervously.

"I-I don't think so-"

"Oh Herooooooooo~"

Hero swallowed. They recognized that voice. The tone was entirely alien however, it sounded terribly wrong coming from Villain's throat. "What do you want, Superhero?"

That's when the door exploded.

Hero, H Sidekick and V Sidekick were all thrown backwards, slamming against the back wall. Hero's head spun at the force of the impact, but thanks to their coursing adrenaline they recovered quickly. Hero shakily climbed to their feet just as Villain's form could be made out through the smoke.

Superhero walked towards them, something in their step eerily confident as they faced their three opponents. V Sidekick was just standing, but H Sidekick appeared unconscious.

"Get H Sidekick out of here," Hero whispered to V Sidekick, their eyes never leaving Superhero. "They can't fight back like this."

V Sidekick silently nodded.

"Really Hero, after everything?" Superhero was saying as they advanced. "After I trained you, loved you like a parent, and practically raised you, you betray me and run off with a villain?!"

"I didn't 'run off with them'." Hero pointed out, trying to distract Superhero as V Sidekick crouched down next to H Sidekick. "I fell in love with them, and had a normal domestic life alongside my hero du-"

"You betrayed me!" Superhero shrieked, pointing an accusatory finger. "You ignored everything I taught you about villains and are now destined for heartbreak. This will never work out. So I'm putting an end to it before it becomes too much."

"By killing me?!" Hero asked, taking a step to meet Superhero.

Superhero smirked. "I guess I'll just have to try again and raise another Hero, one who will actually listen to me." They raised their blaster.

Everyone in the city knew that Superhero could strike with deadly accuracy. Whether the target was moving or not, Superhero would always hit their mark. It was part of why they'd become so popular. Villain was just behind them, as far as Hero knew they'd only missed a target three times in their villainous career.

So against the two of them, Hero was as good as gone. All they could do was close their eyes and accept it.

The bolt whizzed towards them,

then right past their head.

Superhero had missed.

Superhero had missed.

Hero's eyes flew open, looking back at the smoking black circle in the wall behind them. Superhero was cursing, recharging their blaster as they took another step towards Hero.

Hero's eyes met V Sidekick's, whose eyes were wide as well. "Did you see that?"

"They missed," V Sidekick breathed. "Does that mean..."

Hero looked back up at Superhero, who was slowly advancing on them. "Villain's still in there."

Hero and V Sidekick acted at once, leaping up towards Superhero who had hardly a moment to act as the two charged. They raised thier blaster, only for V Sidekick to kick it right out of their hands.

V Sidekick leapt behind them, kicking Superhero in the back of the knee to force them to the ground, pinning their wrists behind them. Hero stood in front of them, hands on Villain's temples.

This had to work.

"Villain," Hero said, trying to keep their voice as steady as they could. "I know you're in there."

Superhero laughed. "You fool, it's been too long! You know they wouldn't last more than-"

Hero cut them off, completely ignoring them. "Villain, please. Nothing you've done with Supervillain in your mind is your fault. I would never blame you for this. So please come back to me."

Superhero rolled their eyes, clearly unimpressed. "Oh yeah right. They're the one who let themself get possessed-"

Still, the hero ignored them. "Villain, please. I love you. I don't know what I'd do without you, so I need you to fight this. Please. I need you back."

As Hero watched, Superhero's expression changed from wholly convinced this wouldn't work, to a little bit nervous. "Wait, what's happening-"

Hero's heart leapt with hope, giving them a new wave of inspiration. They swallowed, taking a deep breath. "Remember when you told me you'd give me the world? Well I didn't say it then, but you are my world. I love you so, so much."

Despite themself, Hero could feel tears welling in their eyes.

"So I'm begging you, fight it. You're strong enough. I know it. You can do this."

Superhero blinked, seemingly talking to themself. "Wait, no, this isn't- you're supposed to be dead by now, you have no-"

Suddenly Villain's body went limp, slumping to the ground. V Sidekick let go, and they and Hero watched the body anxiously.

Soon tears began running down Villain's cheeks, and they curled in on themself. When they spoke, it was in the tone that Hero had come to know and love. "I'm so sorry-"

Hero covered their mouth, falling to their knees next to their partner. Villain was alive. They were finally, finally back in Hero's arms. They'd done it, they'd banished Superhero's presence.

"Villain!" Hero exclaimed, throwing their arms around their former foe.

Villain lifted their head, looking utterly confused. "Hero...?"

"You're back- you're alive- I was so worried-" Hero could hardly form a sentence, they were too overwhelmed with joy. Villain's arms came up to hug them back.

"What happened?"

"You did it!" Hero cried, kissing their forehead. "You fought them, you were stronger, I knew you could."

Villain hugged Hero tighter, tears still running down their face. "I'm so sorry-"

"You have nothing to be sorry for." Hero told them. "I don't want any apologies."

Villain swallowed, burying their face in their partner's shoulder as they cried in relief and happiness.

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[coffeewritesfiction]

Ship idea: hero sidekick turned villain x villain sidekick turned hero

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[skylersprompts]

DC x DP Prompt *24*

Something has changed. Everyone in the hero community could feel it, even the ones outside of the Justice League.

Over night it seemed like all of them got stronger, faster and more resilient when they were trying to protect someone.

On the other hand, if one of them tried to use their skills to do something unheroic, it was harder to use them and other heros seemed to be able to sense their betrayal easier.

It took some time for Zatanna and the rest of the Justice League Dark to figure out what was going on. Mostly because they didn't think of this specific thing.

A new god had ascended. Something that happened rarely, especially nowadays. But the magic users were sure. Every hero they had checked, had a divine blessing from a new patron god. And every former hero who had fallen to villainy in the last few month had a curse put on them.

The god of super heros had ascended and was watching over them. While some heros got paranoid, others felt some sense of pride and relief.

And maybe it wasn't a bad thing, if something else was making sure that evil wouldn't take hold of them. As soon as they knew their name, they could properly worship them.

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[esperosisdoeswriting]

Prompt #529

[Sidekick] stared blankly at [Agent] as they sat at opposite ends of the interrogation table. The one-way glass spanned the wall to the side of them, and [Sidekick] could guess at least a few of the people likely on the other side.

"So why kill them?" [Agent] asked, their voice calm even as mistrust clouded their gaze.

"I thought I already told you why I killed them." [Sidekick] replied flatly.

"No. I'm aware of what [Hero] did to you. But why did you kill them instead of asking for help?" [Agent] clarified.

"I did."

"You did?"

"Yes, I asked multiple other heroes for help. All of them told me some variation of 'get over it' or '[Hero] does a lot more good for everyone than they do bad to you. So deal with it'." [Sidekick] explained.

"So you killed them because you felt it was your only option?"

[Sidekick] shrugged. "They told me to deal with it, so I did."

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[heroes-villains-side-blog]

Clean your base

"Clean your base."

"It is clean."

"Clean your base."

"It's clean enough!"

"Clean your base."

"HOW MANY TIMES SHOULD I CLEAN IT?"

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(lol @just-a-space-rabbit, my family inspires prompts too! Special "thanks" to my bed that's never clean 😑 and my bro who has found a new pastime. Fun fact: I said all three of those lines and then made this prompt)

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[livingforthewhump]

I hope you are having a great night! Maybe I could ask for another part of civilian saves villain, please?

Thank you <33

the long awaited continuation is here folks, and still several days late! (part one, part two, part three, part four, part five, part six)

Whumptober No 1. A Little Out of the Ordinary

Adverse Effects | Unconventional Restraints | “This Wasn’t Supposed to Happen”

The next time Civilian woke up they were screaming. Something was crawling up the inside of their arm, a razorblade making its way through their veins. Their other hand flew up, blindly clawing at the pain. Somehow, their fingers caught around something round and flexible. They grabbed onto it tight and pulled.

“Civilian, stop!”

A voice, rapid footsteps, and then a weight on the bed next to them. Gloved hands wrapping around their own and lifting them away. A frustrated, agonized growl crawled out of Civilians's throat. The fire was all around them now, burning and itching under their skin. Their eyes were closed tight against the overwhelming onslaught, hot tears leaking out.

“Hey, hey, what’s wrong?” The voice sounded frantic, somewhat breathless. Familiar. “Can you look at me, Civilian? Where are you right now?”

Their head spun. How were they meant to answer that many questions? They couldn't even remember the questions they'd been asked. The only thing they could think of was—

“Hhnn, h-hurts,” they managed, throat burning with the effort it took to breathe.

A slight tightening of the grip on their wrists. Their breath shuttered, choppy. In, out, in, in in inin…They were being bad, weren’t they? When it hurt, it was a punishment. That meant they weren’t supposed to make it stop. They weren’t supposed to be struggling. They hadn’t even apologized, never mind that they couldn’t remember what they had even done wrong. They slowly forced themself to fall limp.

The person—Hero, they were sure, seemed to sense the shift in them.

“Civilian…?” They sounded hesitant now.

They gasped, choking on air slightly. More tears wound their way down their face, cooling on their jaw, their throat. “H-Hero.” Their voice was a pathetic whine, but they couldn’t help it, and they no longer knew what shame felt like.

Hero stiffened.

Oh. They weren’t supposed to call him by his name right now, was that it? If they’d just been punished, they should be groveling. Before they could make their voice work again, though, Hero started talking again.

“No, Civilian, Hero isn’t here. They’re not going to hurt you again, do you understand?” A long pause, during which Civilian stayed quiet because no, they didn’t understand. And everything still hurt like the worst of Hero’s serums. “Can you please open your eyes?”

That caught Civilian’s attention. It would be a cold day in hell before Hero said please to them. And so they forced their eyes to open, to blink away the stark white that covered their vision at first. Finally, their eyes focused on the face above them, and it wasn’t Hero at all.

Civilian’s brow furrowed deeper. Another whine slipped from their throat.

Villain—why was it Villain? Why were they here?—glanced down at Civilian's twitching hands and said, “If I let go of you, can I trust you not to hurt yourself?”

Civilian hesitated, then shook their head. They would start clawing at the source of the pain again, they couldn't help it. It was a burning need, to get this torture out of them, to make it all stop. Their skin stabbed and prickled, and they shifted restlessly as though it was on the bed they laid on rather than inside of them. Now they could see an IV pumping fluid into their arm right where the agony had started.

Villain muttered a curse. “Okay. I’m going to tie your right arm to the headboard. Just with a blanket. Nothing that’s going to harm you. Then I’m going to check on your injuries. Do I need to up the painkiller?”

Civilian must have looked confused, because Villain gestured towards the IV.

Oh. The “painkiller”.

They shook their head, biting their lip against another sob.

Villain huffed out an annoyed little sigh as they knotted the blanket around Civilian’s arm. “Could you tell me where it hurts so I know where to look?”

“E-ev, nnh, everywhere,” Civilian gasped out, tossing their head back against the pillow. They briefly wondered if they could hit their head against the headboard hard enough to knock them out. “Plea, pl-please make it s-stop-op,” they all but wailed.

Villain looked almost taken aback, but the gears were turning behind their harsh eyes. “The painkiller?”

They reached towards it, and Civilian nearly shrieked. “Hurts, ple-ease!”

If they hadn’t wrenched their eyes shut just then, they would have seen Villain’s widen in realization. Then horror. Then, as they sprung into action, guilt.

Moments later, both of Civilian’s arms were freed, and the all-consuming pain didn’t lessen, but it stopped building. They shuddered in relief, tears falling even more freely now. Villain just stood back and watched them, eventually moving to get a cloth and wipe Civilian’s face clean, silent as the grave. They were probably planning the ways Civilian would have to make up for this. The punishments for taking advantage of their kindness, for not taking a lesson as it was meant to be.

When Civilian had recovered themself enough, they sniffled out a small, “thank you.”

Villain jolted and quickly resumed their soothing motions. “I’m sorry,” they said softly, in that firm and almost dangerous way of theirs. “This wasn’t supposed to happen.”

Civilian's forehead tightened again. “Hn?”

“I didn’t mean to hurt you. The IV was administering you painkillers, but I’m guessing they didn’t react well with your powers. I’m sorry.” And Civilian almost found a part of themself offended that Villain sounded so damn tired.

But that part of themself wasn't the part in charge of their mouth, so instead they ended up saying, “I was bad…?”

“No.” Villain balled the cloth up in their fist, fury rising into their voice now. “You are not bad, and you do not deserve to be hurt.”

Another tear slipped down their cheek.

“Civilian. Do you remember what happened before now?”

They thought very hard, and nodded.

“Why don’t you tell me what happened? Start from the beginning. Then we can figure out what we need to talk about, because I get the feeling there’s going to be a lot.”

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[thepenultimateword]

(If you feel like a prompt...) Right Hand was hit by the Good/Evil Ray, and has suddenly turned Good. No longer drawn to a life of crime, they now hope to put their long-neglected teaching degree to good use! Villain is trying to be supportive of this sudden career change, but thinks that if their Right Hand MUST become a Substitute Teacher, they could at LEAST avoid the high school that Sidekick attends!

This gave me such domestic vibes, I had to

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Villain tapped their thumbs idly on the steering wheel, eyeing the stream of ill-mannered youth flooding the high school's front doors. They'd never been a huge fan of children, too wild, too unpredictable, too breakable. Righthand was though, even before this whole mess happened they'd had an eternal soft spot for the messy brats. If this was what they wanted to do next, Villain should accept it, but they just couldn't shake the worry that they should be doing something else. Working to build a new ray, or locating the original, or holding Hero responsible for their ethically questionable actions.

"You know we could just hit you with it again," Villain murmured. They'd been holding it in for a while now as Righthand prepared to return to their old vocation, but now, as it all became real, it slipped past their defenses and their lips. "Turn things back to normal."

"Yes..." Righthand said, also watching the kids leeching across the parking lot, though maybe with a touch more nerves than Villain. "But doesn't it feel wrong? I don't even know what 'normal' is anymore." Righthand glanced over, deep brown eyes making brief contact with the criminal's before quickly averting out the window again. "It's just...I don't feel... I don't feel any different. I'm still me, aren't I? I just don't feel so much hate anymore. And honestly, it's a relief. That feeling was consuming, dictating, and now...I can just do what I want."

"And this is what you want?" Villain pressed.

"I mean...yes? At least it was for a big portion of my life. Before..."

"Before me."

Righthand rested their hand over Villain's clenched knuckles. "It wasn't just you. I wanted to join."

"But now?" Villain couldn't even look at their second. Their friend. Their partner. Their love. They were too scared of what sort of look they might be giving back.

"But now I want to do this." Righthand took them gently by the chin, turning their face toward them and staring them firmly in the eyes. "And that does not in any way change this."

Villain searched their face for any hints of falsehood, any pity, but their gaze was just as intense and coldly determined as it had always been. They really weren't a different person, were they?

Villain swallowed. "Ok."

Righthand smiled, stroking their thumb down Villain's cheek before abruptly releasing them. "I should probably get going, school starts in 15 minutes. Don't want to be late to class on my first day."

"Don't forget your lunch." Villain craned through the gap in the seats and plucked a blue lunch bag from the backseat.

"Thank you, lovie." They accepted the bag and pecked Villain on the lips before swinging the door open to the icy winter air. "I'll see you in a few hours."

“Don’t let the little monsters walk all over you.”

Righthand glanced over their shoulder. “I think I have enough experience keeping people in line."

Then they were gone, walking across the lot with the rest of the masses.

Villain's eyes trailed them all the way up to the sidewalk. Until a mass of loose curls and a patched heather hoodie drew their attention elsewhere. Heroes didn't exactly announce their identities to the world, but they also barely used more than an eyemask to hide their faces. Villain would recognize that little tag-along Sidekick anywhere.

Of all the schools in the city for Righthand to be called into, it had to be this one.

The kid must have noticed Righthand at about the same time Villain noticed them because they suddenly stopped in their tracks. They immediately began scanning the parking lot, eyes narrowed, until they landed on Villain's car. Their arm rose, seemingly involuntarily, into a pointed finger.

Villain waved.

Sidekick stepped forward and then back again, glancing around at their fellow students with a grimace. They quickly slipped out their phone and began rabidly texting something. Probably a heads up to Hero that two villains were hanging around a school building.

Sorry, kiddo, nothing illegal about dropping someone off for work.

As Righthand had disappeared into the building, Villain rolled down their car window and leaned out. “Hey!”

Sidekick’s head shot up.

“You be nice to them, you hear? I better not catch wind of any backtalk or misbehavior!”

Sidekick gritted their teeth and shot as rather juvenile glare in their direction before shoving their phone back in their pocket and whirling toward the school doors.

That little rat better not say anything to the school, not that they could do much to prove anything, not with a pair of master criminals behind their false identity, but Righthand didn’t need any rumors circling around when they were just getting settled.

However, that aside, Villain couldn’t wait to see how this all played out.

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