The Tragedy Of Sleeping Beauty

The Tragedy of Sleeping Beauty

Tw: themes of manipulation, implied coma, poison, angst

“Mentor says I shouldn’t trust you.”

“Your mentor has been saying that to you for months, we’ve been friends for months, wouldn’t I have done something to you by now?”

Villain was right. At this point they could do anything they wanted to them. They knew almost all of their secrets, been with them through so many tough moments, and Hero couldn’t explain it but they felt so drawn towards the villain.

“Does Mentor even know you're out?”

“No, and it seems they haven’t noticed yet.” Something flashed in Villain’s eyes after their answer, but it was too brief for Hero to tell what it was. 

“Well uh..” The villain wrung their hands, “would you, I don’t know, like to come to my place for a bit? There is nothing happening today- we patrolled for a while, would you like to just watch a movie or something instead?” 

They seemed so genuinely nervous, it was almost cute in a way. Despite that, they didn’t like seeing the Villain so nervous about a simple question.

“Of course, no need to work yourself up about it,” they put on a beaming smile, they loved movies.

The villain smiled softly, so happy the Hero trusts them enough to enter their home. “Um, you know this already, but I can teleport us there if you would like? It’s kinda a long way- I wouldn’t want you to have to walk so much and-“

“Shh shh, Villain, it’s alright,” they gave them a look of reassurance and took Villain’s arm in theirs, “let’s go, okay?”

Villain’s response was a simple nod then an immediate teleport to which Hero was not prepared, feeling dizzy, their vision spun in circles until they finally landed in their living room.

Villain noticed the dizzy Hero and was quick to bring them some water, handing it to them they dumped a spew of apologies, “Oh I’m so sorry! I wasn’t thinking! I totally forgot people don’t teleport all the time-“

Hero was sitting on the ground when they returned. They shakily stood up accepting the water, “please don’t apologize- I promise it’s okay. I’m sure you were excited.”

Villain pressed their lips into a thin line but nodded. They were quick to change the topic in the direction of movies. They gestured to the television at the far side of the room. “Earlier- I uh, was watching the original Sleeping Beauty- I like Disney classics, but I didn’t finish the very end, would you like to finish it, or um should I turn on something else?”

“No no! We can finish it. That’s perfect actually, I love this movie, it’s practically my childhood.”

Villain beamed brightly and moved to sit on the couch. Their couch was very worn in with quite a few fuzzy blankets covering it. The couch was very inviting, it seemed so cozy. They quickly sat next to Villain and cuddled up with one of the many blankets, causing Villain to laugh. Their dizziness a few moments ago was quickly forgotten. The scene in which Prince Philip arrives at Aurora’s castle covered in thorns plays quietly in the background.

“If I would have known you liked fuzzy blankets so much I would have been able to bring you here a while ago.”

“What do you mean?”

They glanced left and right around the room almost as if a child were playing a game of pretend or if they were in a cheap movie, “I brought you here to watch a movie, but.. to also tell you a secret.” They shifted their gaze away from the Hero, the tips of their ears becoming red.

“Oh yeah? I promise I’m good at keeping secrets!”

They leaned towards Hero’s ear as if they were to tell them a secret, but all they felt was a poke in their arm and a foreign liquid entering their system. “You are so fucking gullible Hero.”

The nervous appearance they were so keen at keeping plastered on their face was replaced by a cold malicious grin. They stood over Hero’s suddenly weak figure. Hero distantly thought they had to be so disgustingly proud.

Villain started to laugh, but instead of the faux warmth from a few minutes earlier, it was only scornful. “You should have listened to your Mentor dear Hero~ I guess the allure of the spinning wheel was too great, now look where it landed you. Couldn’t have gone more in my favor, this whole ordeal.”

Hero wanted to retort, they wanted to move, they wanted to do something to cause a grievance to the villain, but they could hardly string thoughts together in a sentence. Their vision was starting to blur, their body was so heavy and numb. Hero tried to gasp but there seemed to be a lack of air to gasp for. 

“Welcome to your century long slumber Hero.”

They felt nothing, they couldn’t feel anything any more. It was all a void, it was all dark and heavy. They thought they heard yelling or talking but it was as if there was a cotton ball in their ear, the noise was foggy.

Surrender was now the most alluring thought on their mind. The pull of sleep was growing stronger every second until they could no longer take it.

They fell unconscious to the scene of Prince Philip kissing Briar Rose, waking her from her slumber.

100th Special

When I said give me a few hours, I meant like, two hours. Guess who forgot to upload and realized it fourteen hours later! Sorry.

The person sighed, the perfect picture of relaxed. Laid back, eyes closed, perfectly content. This place really was the best to come for stargazing. Superhero sat beside them, glancing between them and the stars.

“Can I ask you a question?”

There was a beat of silence before Superhero replied. “Only if I get to ask you one back.” The Supervillain looked at them, and they froze. “I-I didn’t mean that… It was a joke. But um, sure, go ahead and ask.”

They waited a moment, not wanting to ruin the peaceful atmosphere. “Why… aren’t you afraid of me? After all of the things that have been said, and all the things the people around me have done, you still choose to talk to and hang out with me.” Both of their gazes had long turned back to the stars.

“I-I don’t know. There’s something about you, I guess,” Superhero smiled. “This little voice inside me tells me I can trust you. It says you would never hurt me, and it’s been right so far, so… yeah, I guess that’s why. I don’t know, does that make sense?”

Superhero kicked their legs back and forth off the edge of the skyscraper deck.

“I guess so. Your turn.”

Superhero froze for the second time that night. “I was joking.”

“Well, it’s only fair,” Superhero couldn’t see the others’ face very well in the dark, but they could feel the smug grin coming off of them in waves. “So, what question do you have for me?”

But now the only thing running through Superhero’s head was, what do I ask a supervillain, the supposed enemy, who had been nothing but kind and genuine to them at all times? And how could they-

“Hey! Who’s there?” Both supers shot to their feet in an instant, watching the flashlight beams come closer and closer. Someone found them.

“Next time then, love.” Supervillain planted a quick kiss on their cheek and took to the skies.

Next time…

Do regular commenters know just how valued they are? I mean, obviously ALL commenters are valued, but as a fic writer when you’ve got a group of familiar usernames and profile pics who pop up again and again like old friends to share their thoughts and appreciation on one of your fics, that’s so special. I hope my regular commenters know that I remember them, and I recognise them each time they come back, and I am so incredibly grateful for them not only leaving comments, but leaving them time and time again. I hope they know they’re making someone, somewhere, smile.

While I try to finish some asks, maybe send me some questions?

I got bored so i uh made a little ask game with some basic questions here ya go:

🎄 - What’s your homescreen and/or lockscreen

💦 - What’s your dream job?

🌸 - What are your pronouns?

💐 - Are you single?

🌹 - Do you have a crush?

🦋 - Favorite subject in school?

🌺 - What’s your sexuality?

🌷 - What’s your gender?

🌻 - Who are your best friends?

🌴 - Whats your favorite season?

🥀 - Do you play any sports? If so, what do you play?

🌊 - Do you play any instruments? If so, what do you play?

🌼 - What’s your favorite book series?

🌿 - Whats your favorite type of fruit?

☁️ - Do you like rain?

🌍 - Whats something that you like about yourself?

🍀 - Do you prefer sweet stuff or salty stuff?

🌊 - Do you play any instruments? If so, what do you play?

I don’t play any instrument. I used to be able to play parts and pieces on the piano, but it never went very far.

Writing Prompt 3:

“For the love of God, please… please.” the villain sighs, shaking their head while the hero sits in the chair with eyeglasses on. Grinning like they are having the time of their world.

“Please, do not say Potassium to sound smart.”

“Potassium.”