This is on my side blog, and it is from my WIP. Enjoy!!!
This is an excerpt from my WIP. I'm not close to finishing it, but I'm in love with it. This is one of my favorite scenes I've written.
The characters are:
Erin: the narrator. Spitfire. Doesn't like being told what to do.
Damian: her team lead. Raised rich and is seen in the news as a playboy.
Hazel: Damian’s right hand. Has super speed.
Drake: the shape shifter of the group
There are many others, but those are the ones important for this scene.
Enjoy!!!
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"Don’t you dare go easy on me.” Damian said pointing at me.
“Wouldn’t dream of it.”
We circled each other. He stepped forward aiming for my ribs. I jumped to the side and aimed for his chin. My fist made contact pushing him to the side.
“You’re not angry today.” He said holding his jaw.
I glared at him. He jumped forward fast, and his fist connected with my side. I stepped to the right and brought my fist towards his stomach. He caught my wrist and held it tight.
“I like it better when you fight angry.”
I tried pulling my fist from his grip. No luck.
“There usually isn’t this much talking during a fight." I paused. "I heard you almost took Drake’s head off. Why are you so angry?”
He pulled me closer to him until we were inches from each other. “He couldn’t have fought me. I needed someone who could.”
I pushed away from him. He kept ahold of my wrist. “You didn’t answer my question. Why are you so angry?”
He let my wrist go. I stepped back raising my fists. He looked me up and down. He swung at me. I grabbed his wrist and punched him in his stomach. He staggered back.
“No one has talked to me the way you did last night.” He said softly.
I glared at him. “So you’re pissed at me?”
He lowered his fists. “I just need you to do what I say. I’m your leader. Is that so hard to understand?”
I huffed and crossed my arms. “No, it’s not, but you’re not doing it right.”
He glared at me. “Why do you think that you can say something like that to me?”
“Because you’re my group leader, and a good leader would listen to their members. Is that so hard to understand?” I mimicked his voice.
He stepped towards me. I glared at him and stepped towards him. A blur rushed past me. Hazel appeared between us.
She had her hands up pushing both of us back. “OK. OK. Let’s take a deep breath. I think you guys need a break.”
I huffed and turned to the elevator. I pressed the button.
“Hey street rat, try listening next time.”
I turned fast. Damian had crossed his arms and was staring daggers at me. Hazel was looking between us. I started walking towards him.
“Listen here you ass…”
A blur came towards me and swept me off my feet. I closed my eyes. When I opened them, I was sitting on the floor of the elevator. Hazel was pacing back and forth.
“Well that went well.” I said standing and folding my arms.
She stopped and looked at me. She let out a long breath. “Why can’t you guys just get along?”
“Because he’s wrong and I’m sure you know that too.”
She sighed. “Its not my job to tell him if he’s wrong.”
“Yes it is. You’re his right hand. It’s in your job description.”
The elevator dinged.
I was practicing and
Civilian pulled out their binoculars and searched for Villain on the street. They were perched on a building high above the city.
"Why did you save me?" Civilian whispered looking down at their notebook. They had cut out multiple newspaper articles about Villain. They were all about the fires and robberies that they had caused. So why did they save me?
Civilian sighed and looked through their binoculars again. They scanned the street. Wasn't Villain right there a second ago? Where did they go?
Someone cleared their throat behind them. Civilian jumped and their binoculars went flying.
"Seems I've got a stalker." Villain said picking up the binoculars.
"No... I... I..." Civilian backed away from Villain.
Villain smiled at them. "Why would you be spying on me?"
Civilian looked around nervously and spotted their notebook. Villain followed their gaze and swept their notebook up.
"I'm sorry. Please don't..."
Villain held up their hand and Civilian stopped. "You're wondering why I'm such a bad person."
Civilian shook their head.
Villain huffed. "I'm not as bad as these papers say. Take a look."
They handed the notebook back to Civilian.
"Did anyone die in any of those stories?"
Civilian looked through the newspaper articles. Not one of them had any casualties.
"All of those things I did, I did in abandoned buildings. I only had to intervene once because..." Villain snapped their attention to Civilian. "Someone was in the wrong place at the wrong time."
Civilian squeaked and moved backwards.
"Why were you there?" Villain asked moving forward.
"I... I..."
Villain grabbed Civilian's arm.
"I wanted to see if it was actually you. You move too quickly for it to just be you doing all of this. I wanted to make sure that the blame wasn't being put entirely on you."
Villain smiled. "It's all me." They picked up Civilian under the legs and around the waist in a bridal carry. Flying high the wind canceled out Civilian's screams. Civilian grabbed at Villain and buried their face in their chest.
Villain stopped and hovered. They laughed and looked down at Civilian. Civilian shook and clung to Villain's shirt.
"You know you're the only one who has actually tried to figure out why I'm doing what I'm doing. No one else cares."
Civilian peeked up at Villain. "Thanks for saving my life." They squeaked.
Villain chuckled. "You're welcome. Do you want to see the view? I promise I won't drop you."
Civilian shook their head.
"Come on. It's beautiful."
Civilian turned their head slowly. Their grip loosened and they smiled down at the city. "It is beautiful."
Villain smiled and stared at Civilian's profile. "It sure is."
They dropped down slowly getting back to the rooftop. Civilian let go of Villain's shirt as they set them down.
"I promise I won't get in the way of your antics anymore." They said turning and scooping up their notebook.
Villain smiled. "But if you do I promise to save you. You're too cute."
Civilian turned as Villain took off.
Thought #2
Prompt:
"I did- I didn't know." Villain mumbled.
Hero lay at their feet. Villain wasn't sure if they were dead or alive yet.
"You didn't know what!" Sidekick yelled at Villain.
Villain reached down and picked up Hero's mask.
"That Hero was the one fighting me."
Posting again because this is so important and it has helped me out so much!
I love this quote so much. It is such a good reminder. Thanks Jack, for all your PMA, and you want to help people. I love it so much!!
Got tired of always using either "kitten" or "darling" so I came up with some more and decided to share ♡
Doll
Sugar
Dear
Honey
Kitten
Peanut
Sugarplum
Teacup
Boo
Love
Lovely
Sunshine
Button
Perfect
Good lookin'
Snapdragon
Romeo
Buttercup
Gorgeous/Handsome
Angel
Matchsticks
Pumpkin
Cupcake
Sweetheart
Eye candy
North Star
Fruit cake
Muffin
Jelly bean
Dragonfly
Mouse
Cherry Blossom
Firefly
Sweet Cheeks
Honeysuckle
Dumpling
Dream Boat
Bumble bee
Butterfly
Lady Bug
Casanova
Shutterbug
Angel Cakes
Pretty Boy/Girl/One
Sunbeam
Angel Face
Monkey
Chipmunk
Chickadee
Mocking Jay
Golden Boy/Girl
Solar Flare
Sparrow
Bunny
Buttercream
Cutie Pie
Lamb Chop
Hot Stuff
Baby Doll
Carebear
Babe
Kit-kat
Honeybun
Pudding Pop
Sunflower
Roses
Flower
Bluebell
Cinnamon bun
Sweetie Pie
Puppy
Pussy Cat
Dearie
Gum Drop
Princess/Prince
Lollipop
Bear Cub
Teddy Bear
Robin
Pancake
Bluejay
White Knight
Gingersnap
Sundail
Dove
Starlight
Dew Drop
Cuddle bug
Sparks
Peaches
Sweet pea
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Prompt: Hiding an Injury
Fandom: Original Work
Part 1 | Part 3
Ella woke up with a bunch of texts on her phone. Jack had sent at least 20 apologizing for not taking her apology and wondering if everything was ok.
Her other friends had sent her similar texts. She smiled and kept scrolling until she found one from Victor.
Congrats you completed your favor. You can now talk to your friends. You also can find the hostage at this address.
Attached to the text was a photo of an address. She jumped up and changed her clothes as fast as she could. As she ran out of the room, she grabbed her mask and teleported to street level.
She teleported across the city and found the building in the photo. Searching through the rooms, she found another hostage.
She helped them home and decided to walk back to her apartment instead of teleport. She pulled her mask off and started walking.
Her phone buzzed, and she saw a text from Jack.
I’m worried about you. Can you talk?
Ella sighed and dialed Jack’s number. Before she could call him, Victor sent her another text.
Before you talk to your boyfriend, I need another favor. Meet me on the roof of the bank in 15 minutes.
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Oooh yes!!! I want to see this so badly!!
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colored pencil drawing of @therealjacksepticeye‘s Antisepticeye!
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