The Fact That They Not Only Address Mental Health But Dick Is Tim’s Support System😭😭

“We’re not free,” They whispered. “We never were.”

heya! could you continue the prompt where the hero and villain had revealed their relationship to the public? im super curious as to what happens next!

Hmm, *looks back and forth between stranger and Villain with a knife in my hand* … What does happen next? Oh, OH! Yes, I has an idea.

Wait I messed up! Here’s the previous post.

Hero rushed to the hallway to find Villain rolling around the floor with a stranger, and it was clear by the pain on the Villain’s face that they were hurt, straining to keep a secondary knife from falling down onto their face.

Hero snapped. Weeks of pressure, anger, and fear finally curdled together and met their breaking point. They ran at the stranger and tackled them away from their lover. They were on top and managed to snatch the knife from their blood-soaked hands. Everything seemed to slow around them, for a terrifyingly numb moment, they were without morals. The knife went down into their right shoulder and the stranger cried out in pain. Hero twisted it relentlessly.

“Leave us alone!” Hero screamed down into their face, the final word was drawn out and as loud as they could manage. It was only after that outburst that the red curtain came away, drained out of them, and Hero realised what they’d done… how much worse it could have been. They felt a hand grab onto their arm and realised it was Villain, trying to stop them from hurting them anymore.

“It’s okay,” Villain managed, “Breathe.” As quickly as it came, it was gone. Hero threw themselves away from the stranger, trying to scamper back from the blood on their hands. The blood. The blood! They couldn’t look away, couldn’t think straight. What had they just done?!

“S.See!” The stranger stammered, “They’re turning you into a monster.”

“The only monster here is me, and you’d best get out here before I have to drag you inside and demonstrate,” Villain snapped.

The stranger dragged themselves to their feet and ran down the street as best they could.

Villain winced and tried to take a deep breath before slowly getting to their feet. Their face drooped with nausea, but their heart sank seeing Hero. They had their knees close to their body head in their hands and they were yanking at their hair. Their breathing was uneven and tears flowed freely amongst their shallow breaths and hiccups. 

Tucking away their pain as best they could, Villain approached Hero and out a hand on their cheek. “It’s okay. It’s okay, shh… We’ve got CCTV if he tries to lie. It was self-defence. You can’t get in trouble for that. Deep breaths, please try to take some deep breaths.”

Villain took Hero’s bloodied hand and pressed it against their chest. They could feel Villain’s chest rising and falling, fast, but deep even breaths. The only problem was, they didn’t know how much longer they could keep it up. Their own wound was bleeding badly and the initial numbness was quickly wearing off. When the stranger had first attacked, Villain managed to swat it away, but the stranger managed to plunge it into their left side.

Hero seemed calmer, to at least have their breathing under control. “Listen, sweetheart. I really need you to keep your head. We need to go, and I’m bleeding. Can you go upstairs and get me the first aid kit and the money out of our room? Bring them back here, then ring [Henchman] for me. Ask them to drive here and get us.”

“I can’t just run away from this…” Hero moaned.

“You’re going to have to. Either way, the first aid kit, come on, focus for me.”

Hero shook themselves out of it and the severity of what they’d said clicked into place. They saw the wound on Villain’s side and suddenly rushed upstairs on all fours to get it. Villain fell back and leaned against the wall. Breathe, they reminded themselves. It looked like Hero and Villain were going to have to help each other out of this mess. And for what? All because some group of insignificant strangers decided they didn’t like the fact Villain had found someone to care about, and now they were hurting Hero.

It was pushing them far too close to Villainy again, and if they kept pushing, Villain was going to make the entire city drop to its knees in fear. They would not hurt Hero.

Panic attack for bingo?

Wow, thanks for the ask! I tried my best with this one :)

Prompt: Panic Attack

Fandom: Original Work

Trigger Warning: Panic Attack

@badthingshappenbingo​

Part 1 | Part 2

Where was Chief? Why hadn’t he found her yet?

Clara tugged at the tape that held her wrists. Nothing happened. Her wrists stayed pinned to the chair.

What was going to happen next?

When was Tom going to come back?

Did he leave her?

Was she going to die trapped in this room?

Her heart thudded in her chest. She could hear the blood rushing through her head.

What was happening?

She pulled at her wrists harder, but the tape held. Her breathing quickened, as tears started to stream down her face.

What was happening?

“Let me go.” She yelled as loud as she could, but her voice only came out as a small whimper.

She could hear Tom’s footsteps get closer.

He opened the door and stepped into the room. “Stop struggling.“ His voice trailed off.

Clara could feel his eyes on her. She wanted to ask him to help, or to look at him so he could see that she was hurting, but she couldn’t take her eyes off the floor.

“Hey.” He stepped forward and grabbed Clara’s chin. “Hey, it’s going to be ok.”

She took her eyes off the floor and made eye contact with Tom, the tears still streaming down her face.

He reached behind her and undid the tape that held her wrists.

Not knowing what to do she threw her arms around Tom and started crying harder.

“It’s going to be ok,” Tom said hugging her back. “Try focusing on your breathing.”

Clara closed her eyes and took a deep breath.

“Good. Now keep doing that.” Tom bent down and cradled her in his arms.

She could feel them walking through the house until he set her down on something soft.

Opening her eyes, she saw Tom pull a large blanket over her.

“How are you feeling?” he asked tucking the blanket under her chin.

Tears still streaming down her face Clara croaked “I-I don’t know.”

“It will be ok. I have had attacks like this before. Just try to sleep, and I will start making some food.”

Clara nodded and rolled onto her side. “Why are you helping me?” She muttered quietly.

Tom froze in the doorway.

“I don’t want to hurt you. I don’t care if you believe me or not, but I don’t.”

“Why did you kidnap me then?” she asked, rolling to face him.

He sighed leaning against the door frame.

“I thought it was the right thing to do.”

“I don’t believe that.”

“You don’t have to.” He said gritting his teeth.

“You said you wanted to make Chief pay.”

“Like I said before, he left me behind. I want to teach him a lesson so he’ll never do that again.”

Her heart started to beat faster, and Clara sat up, staring at Tom. “Again, I don’t believe you. Chief would never leave someone behind.”

Tom pushed away from the wall. “You don’t know him like I did, and like I’ve said a hundred times, I don’t care if you believe me. Now lay down, and I will make some food.”

She stared at him as her heartbeat drummed in her ears. Tears sprung up behind her eyes.

Tom stepped forward pushing her down onto the bed again. “Keep breathing. I’m sorry that I got mad. Try and sleep and we can talk about it later.”

Clara glared but closed her eyes.

Thoughts swam around her brain. 

Why did Tom hate Chief?

What had Chief done to him?

Where was Chief?

Was he going to save her?

Through her thoughts she could hear Tom leave the room, closing the door behind him.

Clara decided to sleep first and worry about questions later. She rolled back on her side and drifted off to sleep.

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Ornament!!

Pet names to use instead of "Darling,"

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

Bless your face » Alphonse Elric

Thought #132

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.

You don’t necessarily have to risk your life

Or have super powers

Sometimes just helping people laugh

Reminding them they aren’t alone

And giving them the strength to keep trying

Is enough to be a hero