Dec. 17, Prompt: Naughty

Dec. 17, prompt: naughty

I saw naughty and you know that means Whump :)

@the-modern-typewriter @the-modern-typewriter-aesthetic

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Vigilante was dragged through a maze of twists and turns by their kidnappers, hands cuffed behind their back. Their kidnappers grip was bruising and unflinching even as they struggled in their hold. The stupid gag in their mouth was tied so tight it was hurting their jaw and the corners of their mouth.

They stopped in front of two double doors that were twice the size of vigilante who just cocked a brow at the dark oak. One of their kidnappers knocked on the door then stepped back behind Vigilante.

Nothing happened.

So vigilante kicked the door hard and was about to go again before their foot caught air and they nearly fell had it not been for their captors.

When they saw Supervillain sitting on what could only be described as a throne at the end of the ballroom, vigilante’s fight or flight kicked in and they backed into their captors who just pushed them forward.

Their heart started hammering in their ears as they dug their heels in. All their struggle left them when one of their captors kicked them in the back of their knees at the steps in front of Supervillain’s throne.

They were at the heart of supervillain’s lair with their hands tied behind their back, gagged, surrounded by guards and SUPERVILLAIN and with no one knowing where they are. Not even hero who they had fought with today. Vigilante looked up into the eyes of supervillain whose eyes gleamed with cat like delight.

“Vigilante, how nice to see you again,” supervillain purred, standing from their throne and descending the steps.

Vigilante tried to stand on instinct, they needed to be on their feet but two firm hands on their shoulder kept them bent low, nearly bowing to supervillain as they strolled towards them. Taking their time with long languid steps until their shoes with in vigilante’s eye line.

Vigilante didn’t look up. They couldn’t. They refused. Until a hand curled in their hair and they flinched as their head was yanked backwards forcing them to look at supervillain up close. They nearly let out a whimper.

Nearly.

Supervillain grabbed vigilante’s chin, turning their face this way and that examining them like they were some prized pig.

Vigilante pulled their face away but the grip on their hair yanked them back, keeping them in supervillain’s hold. Supervillain stared down at them with those cold, crystal eyes so sharp they could cut you and smiled a blood curdling smile down at their prisoner.

“You have been very naughty, vigilante. I thought I told you to stay out of trouble, hmm? Keep your nose clean?”

Vigilante replied. Of course they were still gagged so it came out wrong, but they kept their eyes on supervillain too afraid to look away.

Supervillain tugged the gag down so it was around vigilante’s neck and said, “What was that, dearest?”

“I said,” vigilante said, their voice scratching their throat and their tongue dry and heavy. “That you can go fuck yourse-“

Before they could finish, supervillain’s hand whipped out and backhanded them across the face. Vigilante’s head whipped to the side with the force and they straightened again when supervillain pulled them up.

“Try again,” supervillain said simply.

“I said- go fuck-“

Another slap and this time vigilante was held up by supervillain’s hold on the collar of their tunic.

“Again,” supervillain growled, voice low and full of Swift punishing promises.

Too bad vigilante never knew how to shut up.

“Go f-“ supervillain drove their knee into vigilante’s nose then and this time they let vigilante fall. Vigilante let out a short pathetic cry of pain as they fell to the floor, blood oozing down their nose as they groaned.

They were dragged back to their knees by their hair, letting out a hiss of pain as supervillain stared down at them again. Expression patient.

“You know what you did to be here, vigilante? At my feet helpless, alone, without your powers?”

It was on the top of Vigilante’s tongue again, just in spite but the fact that supervillain looked completely at ease with hurting them was a different story. One way or another they were going to get what they wanted from Vigilante, so vigilante would rather not be as incapacitated when they tried to escape this time.

Vigilante swallowed thickly. “I didn’t stay out of trouble?” They offered.

Supervillain’s eyes gleamed with praise as they let go of vigilante’s hair finally.

“Not only that, vigilante. I have reports that you have been fraternising with a certain hero… oh what was their name?”

Vigilante’s blood turned cold, shifting in their shackles their mouth dry despite the taste of iron overwhelming it.

“I- listen, that’s not what it looks like,” Vigilante said quickly. “I’m using them to get information on the agency.”

“Is that so?” Supervillain mused, going to sit in their throne again. They tilted their head, regarding Vigilante with a coy smile, somehow knowing vigilante was lying.

“Yes,” said vigilante with an easy breath.

Supervillain said nothing. Just watched vigilante at their feet. Vigilante could handle the silence. Supervillain wielded it like a weapon, but vigilante knew their game and remained calm.

“I believe you,” supervillain said eventually. Vigilante fought the urge to let out a breath of relief.

“But-“ that word shook vigilante to their core. “I have a small request.”

“I’m not killing them.”

Supervillain’s smile turned cold. “My dear Vigilante,” supervillain sighed. Getting to their feet again. Vigilante recoiled, but supervillain came down all the same and grabbed Vigilante’s cheek with terrifying ease. Their hold gentle, but their eyes a mockery of sympathy.

“Do you forget my kindness? I took you in off the streets. Raised you in the best way I knew how. Made you disciplined and glorious, and when you asked to fly the nest I allowed it. And when you started using your skills that I honed in you to save people, I allowed that too, didn’t I?”

It wasn’t a question so vigilante remained silent.

“On one condition, vigilante. What was my condition hmm? I know you remember.”

“To not be a hero.”

Supervillain’s eyes shined with pride, and their voice sounded soft as they said, “yes, vigilante. Not to be a hero. Not to approach the agency-“

“I haven’t-“ supervillain’s grip turned bruising at Vigilante’s intrusion.

“Yet you forget your manners,” supervillain said. “Talking with a hero on not one or two occasions, but every week vigilante? Did you honestly think I wouldn’t find out?”

Vigilante remained silent. Feeling entirely too helpless to say or do anything. Supervillain tsked, raising their other hand to cup Vigilante’s cheek, inspecting them.

“Perhaps I let you go too soon,” supervillain said. “I always did have a soft spot for you, didn’t I?”

Vigilante shook their head. “No, supervillain. I have a life now, I- I promise I won’t talk with hero anymore-“

“Hush child. Maybe a little stay at home might do you good. Remind you which side you’re on.”

“I’m not on a side,” vigilante pleaded.

Supervillain just smiled. “We’ll yet see, dear Vigilante. If you can prove to me that you won’t be naughty again and let heroes into your life, then I will let you go. However you have yet to be punished.”

Supervillain glanced at their henchmen. “Take him to the basement, I’ll be down shortly.”

Vigilante shook their head as they were grabbed under their arms. “No, supervillain no! Please! Supervillain! Please! I’ll be good! I’ll be good. I’m sorry, supervillain! Please!”

Their screams fell on deaf ears as they were dragged from the throne room kicking and screaming.

Prompt #1490

“It’s not that I’m trying to control you,” their parent said, a comforting hand on their shoulder, “but I have to keep you safe. You know that right?”

“By any means necessary,” they repeated dully, thoughts whirling too fast to spare any inflection.

Their parent squeezed their shoulder. “So becoming the city’s most feared supervillain isn’t that outrageous, right? Definitely no worse than Kiera’s mum baking 800 cupcakes for the PTA bake sale.”

OC Ship: Lilith x Mariana

Oc Names: Lilith Hfrena Arondottir x Mariana Guerra Rodrigues

Lilith is a sarcastic and more playful type of nerd who hates reading and prefers video games and movies and is a bit sadistic and troublemaking (though its unintentional) and Mariana is the formal and perfectionist student council member who over fixates on her work and is known to be threatening but is really sweet and kind despite the face she's a bit more cold at first.

These two are roommates (Along with two other girls) and had a sort of academic rivalry. Though it was more Mariana despising (completely swoon for) Lilith for somehow always doing better then her in classes while Lilith was just plain old terrified (and very much into) Mariana but she's petty so always sasses back. Though they get closer and Mariana quickly realizes that she's just really fucking gay for the girl and Lilith is oblivious until it hits her "Oh... I'm gay".

The way of the confession is the two girls sitting on a bench in the school roof garden looking at the stars. Lilith telling Mari about the constellations and stars while Mari slowly takes Lilith's hands into her own and Lilith slowly stops. Mariana slowly speaks out her feelings and Lilith admits to feeling the same thing. They enjoy the quiet as they sit together watching the stars... and Lilith's friends watching silently in the bushes behind them (Koen is keeping Lucas from ruining the moment by starting a fight with Mariana (who would definitely kick his ass with little to no effort), Evelyn is handing Carina $20).

Now... the fun part filled with supposed head cannons however I am the god of this world cause they are my ocs so therefore all of this is cannon

Lilith calls Mariana ‘My Rose’, Kærasta, and Sæta

Mariana refers to Lilith as ‘My darling’, Minha querida, and Meu anjo

The two of them think that it is incredibly attractive when the other one is being extremely violent or spilling blood

Lilith is the flirty one, Mariana is either very into it or very flustered

Lucas likes Mariana but is protective of his best friend

Lilith flirts with Mariana when Lilith gets into detention and Mari is put in charge of watching everyone

Their other two roommates were at first like "Oh my god shut up and kiss you're in love" but then it was "Oh my god shut up and stop kissing we get it you're in love"

Mari plays with Lilith's hand, Lilith braids Mari's hair

Lilith teaches Mari video games

Mariana teacher Lilith chess (they're now tied)

They may be in love but love no longer exists when Monopoly or UNO is being played. They are both still extremely competitive

Mariana desperately wants to spoil Lilith a bunch but Lilith is a very cheap person and feels really bad when Mari spends a bunch of money on her

Mariana gives Lilith jewelry

Mariana is taller then Lilith so naturally Lilith steals Mariana's clothes (HOOOOOOOODIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEESSSSS)

Mari tries to get Lilith a bit more tidy

The two girls both know how to dance together so they do it often

The two get married in the future and adopt three kids and live in a comfortable little house together and are just sweet and happy

Bruce being so done with life because none of his kids treat their medical files on the batcomputer with the importance it deserves. And the worst part is, he can't tell if it's on purpose or if they're all Just Like That.

Dick:

He loves his eldest son but for some reason, he refuses to do anything but put down estimated recovery times in his injuries folder. It's usually in the range of "2 weeks" to "48 hours" but that just leaves Bruce worrying about what happened.

One time, he put down 3 months and he nearly had a heart attack till his son called and told him Kor'i had dumped him and that this was how long he was going to be wallowing.

Jason:

Is nice enough to tell him what happened but doesn't add the degree of injury.

So he'll put down "stabbed" but won't elaborate on whether it was a flesh wound or worse. Bruce goes grey very, very early after Jason is on the field.

Tim:

Gives him just the location of the injury and leaves him to guess what happened.

Could say "arm" or "back of the head" or, on one memorable occasion, "spleen", but won't say what the heck happened to any of those parts.

Was he stabbed?? Shot at?? Who knows. Certainly not Bruce.

Damian:

Only mentions the retribution he got for any injuries he received.

"It's been handled", "he'll never be able to get the drop on me again" and more often than not, just the word "avenged".

Bruce is surprised he has any of his original hair colour left at all.

Duke:

By far the worst one. He writes down injuries in terms of his own pain scale.

Could write "OW!" or "Not Gucci" or "Better than that time Jason hit me in the face with a TV remote".

Once wrote "Non-fatal" which sent Bruce into a spiral because "holy shit Duke?? What do you mean non-fatal?? Yeah I sure hope your injuries weren't lethal?!"

Cass:

Has never been injured on patrol. Often leaves him question marks in her file which...yeah, fair enough.

Behold, characters and vague background of a story that I'm writing

So I'm writing a story about a group of children that are students at a prestigious private boarding school and run the school's newspaper club that accidentally summoned a demon and the rest of hell (You can ask). The characters and their shenanigans are based around common cliché's and troupes but my way and slightly better. I'm in the (painful) process of writing the story and when I finish it I will post it on AO3 and share it here.

Anyways, these are my precious babies that I'm about to traumatize. These are just the main characters (meaning they are the heads of the newspaper club) because I have far too many for this one post...

Lilith Arondottir (She/Her)

Based around the Nerd Girl, main protagonist, head of the club's student submission's section

A sarcastic and intelligent Neurodivergent with a love for forensic science, guns, video games and fanfiction. She's a little sassy but mostly blunt and doesn't sugar coat and has severe social anxiety. She hates people and is mostly just tired. She is also very petty and fueled with spite. Will start throwing hands if frustrated enough. Hates swearing. She tends to be a tad self-sacrificing and almost deathly loyal. She's Indonesian but was adopted by an Icelandic gay couple and spent about half her life in Iceland. She's also a lesbian who falls in love with her academic rival.

Reads fanfiction. Mainly fluff, some dark shit, and smut (but like a good fanfiction reader, will never admit that)

The school is a school filled with rich people. Lilith is a scholarship student so while the others are rich as fuck, she is a lowly commoner

She is described to have an unsettling looking smile

She once built a huge glitter bomb when she was 8 and gave her two dads a heart attack

Quotes Ugh people…what a horrible thing to interact with I have never wanted to shoot myself in the foot to get a good excuse to avoid a situation as much as I want to write now If this man doesn’t shut up I’m cutting his stick off him body so the world is safe from his spawn

Lucas Estefan Escarra (He/Him)

Based around the theater kid and 'quirky' best friend cliché, protagonist's best friend, club president and management (manages expenses, advertisements, and printing)

The dramatic and over the top theater kid that Lilith calls her best friend. He is sassy and he loves music (especially Broadway musicals). He is also very petty and very competitive in all that he does. He is much more social and charming. He was neglected in favor of his Mary Sue sister whom he despises and wants to out do her. He's Mexican and is very open about the fact he's aro/ace.

Quotes Broadway musicals and other songs during conversations

He once started a fight in the hallways just to annoy a teacher that was bothering him

Can play guitar, piano, and trumpet and is a very good singing

Loves side scroller games and hates horror (but Lilith makes him play unless he is greatly disturbed)

Quotes “Congratulations! You’re a furry!” “Oh you little miss perfect wouldn’t it be a perfect day for her to just drop dead on a stage and feel the overwhelming sense of failure take over her like it has for years and years and-” “Are you ok Lucas?” “NO ONE MOURNS THE WICKED YOU BITCH”

Carina Oclair (She/They)

Based around the rebellious goth characters, club's vice president and head of documentation and design

The rebellious little goth girl. She's short and violent with major anger issues and tends to be an asshole. Reckless and an adrenaline junky who just wants to have fun and chaotic. She's the violent and angry little sister but definitely has a soft side underneath all the black. She's a French demi-girl who is bisexual. She's also deaf and communicates through lip-reading, text-to-speech device, writing in her notebook, and sign language.

Very good and fighting and she loves getting into fights in general

She is very good at street art and skate-boarding

Has four overprotective older siblings (Clarkson, Cherisse, Charlie, Charlize)

Casually has a baseball bat and pepper spray hidden in her dorm room

Quotes I can’t hear shit you, you dumbass bitch stop talking slower I physically can’t hear you Take a step closer pretty boy, I swear this bat is just for decoration, I promise your balls will still be intact Oh good they’re making out now good for the- shit I owe Lucas $50 FUCK YOU AND HORNY ASS LILITH

Evelyn Mai (She/Her)

Based around the popular girl troupe, the head of student run columns and runs her own column (gossip).

She is one of the most popular girls in school. She's pretty and she's threatening but is very kind and sweet. She is sassy and adores gossip and rumors but is also very caring and protective and very responsible. She is a perfectionist. Loves fashion design, jewelry, dresses, shoes, and make-up. She is a Vietnamese who is also a closeted pansexual.

Is very good at sewing and loves making dresses and other types of clothing

Likes cooking and baking and the club loves her food

Was taught self-defense so she is actually very good at using a dagger

Does spend a lot of time on social media but always finds something funny to make the others laugh

Quotes “Make-up can hide my scars but it cannot hide my trauma” “I see we skipped the shower as usual huh Hasaphis?” “Garner take off the trash jacket”

Koen Garner (He/Him)

Based around the jock troupe, head of announcements and advertisements.

He is a strong and athletic guy who is super super tall. He is on the basketball team and is very good at the game and is described to be good looking. He is a complete sweetheart and kind and always wants to make his friends happy. He's not the smartest but does his best and has a huge collection of plushies that the club likes to steal from. He is an Aboriginal Australian guy and is an openly gay guy.

Is an amputee and has a prosthetic leg

He is on the school wrestling team

Pigeons and other animals are terrifying (I'd like to remind that he is Australian so it seems fair that he'd be scared)

He's strong enough to pick the other club members up, and usually has to pull Carina away before she gets into a fight

Quotes “Please calm down Carina we’re supposed to be making good terms with them- Where's Lucas” “Maybe I should get the cat one… but this Cerberus plush is so soft… but it's a cute cat plush…but three headed-dog that's also cute… but cat… but dog…” “I punched him in the face and he started crying then I panicked and started crying and so I tried to hug him but I moved my arms too fast and punched him again and then we were both just crying on the ground” “...Gardner…what”

These are just 5 of my children and I love them all dearly and I just really wanted to show someone other then my best friend.