Hello, love your writing! You are a true inspiration. If you have time, would you mind doing a snippet where two villains who can fly, are high over the city tossing the hero’s lover around between them (like you would do with a ball or something, but not dropping them to their death) and the hero, who can’t fly, is standing on the top of a nearby skyscraper yelling for them to stop?
Lover clutched at Villain’s chest, scrambling to find any sort of stability.
If they were religious, they might have tried praying. Even if they did, though, it was difficult to think of anything but Villain’s arms and the wind and the ground that was so far away…
“Oh, you’re not scared of heights, are you?” Villain said, a grin in their voice. “It would be a shame if you slipped.” They loosened their grip for a moment just to let Lover slip down an inch.
A small scream tore out of Lover’s throat, and they clutched even tighter onto Villain’s shirt.
Villain looked up and over at someone else, saying, “I don’t know if we’ll be able to have our fun, they’re holding onto my shirt tight enough to tear it if I let go.”
Someone else laughed, a cruel sound that quickly got lost in the wind.
Lover dared to peek up and around, almost vomiting when they saw the tops of the skyscrapers around them.
On the top of a shorter building near them, a small figure ran out, waving their arms wildly.
“Dear, I think our hero wants to say something to us,” the other villain said, flying over. “Shall we go hear what they have to say?”
“They might want you back,” Villain said to Lover. “But they’d better ask nicely- I’m considering not letting you go. You fit in my arms so nicely, it seems a shame to give you up just like that.”
They squeezed Lover just a little tighter, and as much as they hated themselves for it, Lover leaned into the safety. A slight tilt and the wind went rushing through Lover’s ears again, and then they were in front of Hero, hovering fifty feet away.
“Did we take something of yours?” the other villain called, flying slightly below Villain and Lover. “Do you want it back?”
“Give them back!” Hero yelled. “They haven’t done anything, please just give them back.”
“And here I was really hoping you’d say ‘let them go’,” Villain pouted. “I was really looking forward to doing this.”
They opened their arms and jerked back, pushing Lover off of them. They flailed, their voice ripped out of their throat for one excruciating second before they crashed into the arms of the other villain.
“Hello dear,” Other Villain said, smiling down into Lover’s wide eyes. “Bit of a shock, yeah? Don’t worry, you’ll have fun with it eventually.”
Their head spun, bile rising up in their throat.
Hero was screaming at Villain, begging them to let Lover go. Lover even heard a few “take me insteads”, but Villain just laughed at those.
“We’re having such fun with them, though,” they said, dropping down next to Other Villain. “And it’s not too often we get opportunities like this- for all your strength, Hero, you’re quite helpless to save your love. What a lovely metaphor, don’t you think?”
“I’ll do whatever you want me to do,” Hero said, “just please put them down. Gently.”
If Lover were a little less terrified, they might have told Hero not to make any stupid promises. The thought had gone through their head before, and they’d had conversations with Hero about this exact possibility- but right now the only thing in their head was the need to cling onto whatever was keeping them up. In this case, the other villain, who looked very amused by Lover’s fear.
“Do you really mean anything?” Villain asked. “That’s quite the promise, Hero.”
Lover glanced up, making a millisecond of eye contact with Hero.
That was a mistake.
Any doubt in Hero’s eyes vanished when they saw the complete and abject terror on Lover’s. “Yes, please, anything, just put them down safely. They haven’t done anything! You’re hurting them for no reason!”
Other Villain frowned. “I wouldn’t say we’re hurting them at all! Are we hurting you?” they asked Lover, who was too lost to respond with anything other than a shiver. “We can come back to that question,” they said instead, chuckling slightly.
Villain landed on the roof just in front of Hero. “If you try anything,” they warned, “just remember that Other Villain has Lover, and I’m not up there to catch anyone who falls.”
Villain turned to the still flying pair and said, “I think we can go from here. Why don’t you take Lover a bit higher, we don’t want them getting any stupid ideas about walking away from a fall from this height.”
Other Villain obliged and went even higher, until Villain and Hero were specks on top of a building.
Eventually, Other Villain mumbled something through an earpiece, said “that sounds reasonable,” and flew down with Lover.
“How did they do?” Villain asked. “Still alive and everything? Good.”
Other Villain landed on the roof, letting Lover go. They stumbled, falling into Hero’s arms.
Hero stumbled back, barely keeping them both upright.
Lover looked up at them, eyes wide in horror. “What did you do?”
“Just what I had to do,” Hero said. “You’re worth more than some superpower, Lover.”
“Oh, your hero didn’t just give up their powers,” Villain said. “They gave up everything. We should have kidnapped you years ago, if it gets problems solved this quickly.”
Hero wouldn’t meet Lover’s eyes. “I gave them me. Everything about me.”
“I told you-”
“I told you, Lover, you’re more important to me than anything else. Even this city.”
They still couldn’t look Lover in the eye.
By the next morning, the city belonged to the villains.
also! here is a link to Luminol’s masterlist! It’s always good to branch out and find new writers. happy reading!
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