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Welcome to DeckOfAces Masterlist! This is where you can find all my work aka my writing dump.

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Hero x Villain Snippets

♠️ Sleeping Troubles

♣️ Hey, Short Hero

♠️ Children of Supervillain

♣️ ”I’m Fine.”

♠️ 24 Hour Donut Shop

♣️ Worst Critics

♠️ Catching Frostbite

♣️ Valentines Pick-up Lines

♠️ Defenestration Man

♣️ The Tragedy of Sleeping Beauty

♠️ Crashed Wedding (Prompt) Pt 2

♣️ Not According to Plan

♠️ Back To Square One

♣️ Party For Two

♠️ Tug of War

♣️ Step Out of Line

♠️ Fitful Slumber

♣️ Just a Spark

Whump (Mostly not HxV)

♣️ Hopes and Thoughts

♠️ Dystopian Reflections (Series Masterlist)

♣️ Gilded Cage

♠️ Clip The Wings

♣️ Late Night Delusions

Prompt Masterlist

♠️ Prompts

Other Random Writings

♣️ Quiet People

♠️ “Are You Happy?”

♣️ The Unknown

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Late Night Delusions

Tw: whump, yandere whumper, failed escape, drugging, creepy/intimate whumper, possesive(? not sure but I’ll put it), and I think a bit of gaslighting too so yeah

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Whumpee crept through the house, slowly and quietly. The home was pitch black, they could barely see, even the currents were drawn on any of the windows to block any moonlight from coming in. They sometimes wondered if Whumper did that on purpose, in case Whumpee tried something like what they were doing now. 

But they would be fine, lately they’ve been learning the house like the back of their hand. They knew where every creak in the floorboards were, they memorized the easiest places to exit, and they were pretty sure they knew how to get out as quietly as possible. The most difficult part was getting up the steps from the basement, which Whumpee already did! The stairs had the most creaks out of the entire home.

Whumpee knew that Whumper went to bed a couple hours before. They stayed up waiting until they felt certain their kidnapper went to sleep. This is the first bit of hope they’ve felt in so long, they practically clung to it like their life depended on it. 

They crept across the living room and kitchen towards the back door of the house. They could see the dark night outside the back door window, oh how they wished to feel the cool night encompass them. Whumpee silently took a deep breath, slowly twisting the doorknob. 

They let out a shriek that pierced through the stillness of the household. A firm iron hold gripped their wrist not on the doorknob and yanked them away from the handle, spinning them around. Whumpee’s eyes widened seeing Whumper’s face now in front of theirs, even in the dark. Their soft but honeyed voice seemed to shred any hope they had into tiny itty bitty pieces. “I did not know we were going out stargazing tonight, Whumpee.”

Whumpee frantically shook their head, trying to pull their wrist out of their hold, but Whumper did not seem to budge. “Please let me go,” they pleaded, “I’m so tired of being here!”

Whumper barely reacted to their attempts to escape their grip. They just blinked at them with a look of concern. “But my dear.. I’ve been helping you. You are getting so much more attention and love since you’ve been here.” They gave Whumpee a sad look. “Are you sick? What are you doing up in the middle of the night saying these crazy things?” They put a hand to their forehead as if to feel for a temperature. 

With their free hand Whumpee slapped their hand away. “What-? Sick? No, no, I’m not sick! You know I’m not-! You- you hurt me!”

Whumper’s face contorted into one of confusion. “Whumpee.. I don’t hurt you. Your life was so difficult outside of the comfort of my home. I’m giving you a nice easy life if you would just let me..”

“I have friends and family and people waiting for me out there! I’ve been here, stuck with you for I don’t even know how long anymore!” Whumpee shouted, their built up anger and emotions being released finally through their desperate rant.

“Who?” Whumper questioned. “Caretaker?” 

Whumpee fell silent. They were right, and oh god they missed Caretaker. Maybe they have been their motivation for escaping this whole time. Whumper stared at them waiting for an answer, but in the end their silence spoke for them.

“Caretaker did not know how to take care of you. They did not know you like I do. It is best if you erase them from your mind, Whumpee. They were manipulating you and making you worse. And see this-“ they waved to the door “-means I still have a lot of work to do with you.”

Tears filled Whumpee’s eyes. “No! No, you know nothing about me or Caretaker! You are sick and twisted and-“ they were interrupted by Whumper grabbing the collar of their shirt and yanking them closer. They must have let go of their wrist some time in their argument and they didn’t notice.

“You are mine. You were never Caretaker’s. You will never see them again, you are staying with me. Now I suggest you go back to bed, you are being delusional, you must be exhausted if you are lashing out like this.”

“Please, no- I-“

“Shhh, I said it is time for bed.” Whumper reached into their back pocket, Whumpee not noticing the movement in the dark. “You will feel better in the morning, you will be over all this craziness.”

“What, I’m not crazy-!” They helped and looked down at their arm, Whumper held a syringe and were emptying its contents of who knows what into their system. 

“Relax, all you need is rest.” 

Whumpee let out a handful of weak protests. They could not fight off the exhaustion that seemed to quickly wash over them and make their body feel so heavy. Whumper picked them up into a bridal carry when they became too weak to stand, and in the end, falling unconscious.

“Yes.. goodnight Whumpee,” Whumper whispered, looking at the sleeping figure in their arms. There was no way they would let them go so easily. They were theirs after all. 

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Clip The Wings

Tw: whump, past trauma mention

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“I hate my wings..” the winged whumpee stated. They turned around, their eyes meeting Caretaker’s. 

The suddenness of the statement took Caretaker by surprise. They somewhat knew this but Whumpee saying it out right and definitely out of the blue caught them off guard. But their face softened and they sat down next to them on the couch. Before they could even get a word in, Whumpee started talking again. 

Tears filled their eyes as they stared directly at Caretaker now, speaking with full conviction. “Would Whumper ever really have wanted me or done all that they did if I never had my wings?” A beat of silence filled the air, Caretaker opened their mouth but no words seemed to come out. 

“I want my wings gone. I don’t care how it’s done, I just want them off my back.”

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leader whumpees going through hell and high water to keep their team safe. taking every hit, throwing every punch, pushing themselves to the absolute limit. and when the fight is over and their body's under so much stress, they take that deep, agonizing, shuddering breath, muscles twitching with the effort to relax--and finally, the pain takes over, and they slump from the exhaustion and let their team catch them.

Heehoo what if what if Myranda what if this was her cuz idk about you guys but I can see it Team leader from Dystopian Reflections be slaying fr you guys shes just a silly ol whumpee trying her very hardest to keep her team safe but it isn’t working out </3 please let her collapse from exhaustion I love Myranda

Just a Spark

Tw: fire, some like hopelessness or despair? Nothing extreme in this one

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No no no no no…

Supervillain’s eyes frantically looked around their office while they stood in the doorway. The state of the room was in one of total disarray, or it appeared  more like a complete disaster struck it. Drawers were gaping and wide open, bits of glass from a vase littered the floor like sharp confetti, and decorations and photos were ruined on the floor. 

They ran a hand nervously through their hair, “Fuck,” they cursed. They did not swear often, but this situation called for it. They quickly made their way over to their desk, careful of the surrounding debris. Supervillain dug through each drawer but everything of importance was gone. 

Supervillain slammed the final drawer closed and looked up to their computer now. They cursed again, it had a huge spider-webbing crack across the entire screen. They tried to power it on, but to no avail. They had not been gone that long! Who has been here?

They just looked at the trashed room, all their hard work was toast, it was gone, they would never see it again. And they thought no one would be able to find their office! Was it one of their own who turned their workplace into the equivalent of a rage room? Supervillain was about to go and check the security footage to find the culprit when they heard a small flick..

They spun around and standing in their window they spotted their enemy. They grinned maliciously, holding a now lit lighter to a piece of paper. Supervillain’s eyes widened as they could not stop their final pieces of work being engulfed and eaten by the merciless orange flame. Their enemy held a cruel glint in their eye while watching the villain’s horrified reaction. 

So many hours were lost to a single tiny spark.. What would they do now?

This is short but it is not a prompt not a prompt my writing writing hero x villain heroes and villains villains and heroes villain x hero villain supervillain enemy is the enemy a hero? 🤔 You decide is this an oc fic? Who knows is this a vent fic? Also who knows destroyed work fire short fic short snippet hero x villain snippet snippet creative writing fic writing I also need to get my 300 follower special out but I’ve been having some writers block 😔🙏 I’ll get it out eventually I promise This just came to my head today tho so
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Royalty Prompts

It was close, but Royalty won the poll, so here you guys go!

1. A human prince finds himself engaged to the Queen of monsters in order to build an alliance between their two kingdoms and ease tensions between their peoples.

2. Royal is a prisoner of war to the barbarians that sieged and nearly succeeded in taking their kingdom. Luckily, their armies have held them off so far, but Royal isn’t sure how long their people can stand without them. Or—the more they live amongst the barbarians—how much they deserve to keep their homeland based on its history.

3. A royal emissary is traveling on a starship to scout out the kingdom and planet of their Monarch's upcoming marriage alliance. Unbeknownst to them, the nice fellow passenger they've been building a friendship with is the Monarch's future spouse who is traveling home after attempting to learn the customs and culture of the Monarch's home planet. However, it seems there's been a misunderstanding about the emissary's identity: the future spouse believes they're the Monarch in disguise.

4. Overthrowing the kingdom was supposed to be the hard part, but now that the commoner-turned-royal is on the throne, they realize that being ruler is much more complicated, especially when half the kingdom wants them dead, and they don't know who they can trust.

5. The Kingdom's ruler is despised by everyone but their poison taster. Because of this, their food is poisoned almost daily, which is why the taster--secretly a creature who lives off consuming deadly poisons--likes them so much. They are living in the lap of luxury with this job, and all they have to do is keep switching out the bad food with something good.

6. A royal runs away from their kingdom and into the dark woods, inadvertently stepping into a faerie circle. The fae that steals them does not know what they’re getting until it’s too late: an incredibly spoiled, over-demanding, oblivious brat with no self-preservation skills.

7. The crown prince/princess has never felt the danger of living on the outskirts of the dark woods. In fact, they often take rides or trips into its depths and have never seen anything so strange as the rumors say. Unbeknownst to the kingdom, and themselves, the forest is biding it’s time with the future ruler’s ignorance, for they are a changeling switched at birth, and when the current monarch dies, it will finally be the otherwordlies’ turn to reign.

8. A magical assassin is sent to kill the current monarch of a kingdom, but when their window comes, they take pity on them and transform them into an animal instead. Now the assassin is masquerading a very bitter ruler as their familiar while lying to their teammates/bosses about their death. They also sort of wish the spell did not include the telepathic link, because they don’t need to hear the monarch calling them names on top of everything.

9. The second sibling of a royal family is kidnapped by a dragon who is very intent on keeping them. Once they get past the mortal terror of possibly being barbecued or eaten alive, it’s quite nice being treasured.

10. A too soft king/Queen is overthrown by conspirators and sacrificed to the mountain dragon by their superstitious people. The dragon takes the monarch away much to the people’s glee, but instead of killing them, they take them back home to the mountain peak. The dragon is horrified that these humans can keep sacrificing their own, especially their own ruler.

11. A royal guard must flee a recently usurped kingdom with their young royal charge. Their only hope is that one day, when the royal is old enough, they might be able to return to take the kingdom back. In the meantime, they must go into hiding. A chance encounter with a morally gray city thief gets them new identities, a place to stay, and more found family than they bargained for.

12. The crown prince/princess has always had a weak constitution, so they see the royal apothecary daily for tinctures and elixirs. Their childhood apothecary retired a couple years ago, replaced by a younger apothecary they once apprenticed. With their constant contact and the apothecary’s complete understanding of medical problems that others find tiresome, the royal can’t help but grow attached.

Omg I finally got to this Pen I said I was gonna read these I’m sorry it took so long But on another topic.. THESE WERE REALLY GOOD I don’t read a lot of royalty prompts but I thought those were amazing! If I ever do decide to write anything royal related I’ll have to look back at these haha not my writing prompt list royalty prompts
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“May I please draw your OC?”

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Reblog this message if you encourage anyone that wants to draw your OC to do so.  No need to ask for permission in advance.

Go for it.  Draw my OC.  If you want, I’ll even give you reference posts.  Go to town on it.

You are welcome to draw my OC and surprise me with the result.  Seriously.  In fact, I encourage it.  I will proudly display whatever it is you submit to me regarding my OC.  There is a chance that I will squeal about it for several days.

Even if you feel you aren’t good at whatever artistic adventure it is you do, please feel free to submit it to me.  I want to see what you have done.

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Meeting Kai

Credit and big thanks to @deckofaces for inspiring how Kai and Y/N met! (Note- y/f/c= your favorite color)

              Y/N swam between schools of fish, looking for anything out of the ordinary. Any magical object, maybe something to wish on; she wasn’t sure what to look for, but she was desperate enough to look anyway. Since being cursed, she would turn into a mermaid anytime she touched water. That included a shimmering, y/f/c tail, webbed ears, and little scales peppered sparsely across her body. Her mer form was beautiful, but it was a hassle at best, even if it did include the ability to breathe underwater.

              Y/N was so focused on treasure hunting that she didn’t notice the shadow forming over her until it was too late. Y/N looked up just as a net descended beneath the surface. Her and the schools of fish began to swim in evasive patterns. Their efforts were in vain, however; the fish were caught immediately, and Y/N with them. Y/N struggled to get out of the net, but her tail and arms had gotten tangled in it during her efforts to escape. Y/n could do nothing but struggle and wait for the net to get hauled up out of the water.

              Within moments, she was hauled on deck of a pirate ship. The fish around her flopped helplessly in the net. Y/N got smacked in the face several times by their fins.

              “Good work men,” a voice echoed, “we’ll be able to fetch a fair price for these at port.”

              Fishermen. Hopefully they were the benevolent type.

              Y/N yelped as the net was dragged across the ground.

              “Wait,” the voice said, “what is that?”

              The net stopped moving, and Y/N was uncomfortably aware that she was being watched. A young man stood over her, a grin on his face.

              “Hello there,” he said, “what have we here?”

              “Um, hello,” Y/N said sheepishly.

              Y/N tried to wave, but the net tangled around her arms made that difficult.

              “Hehe,” Y/N laughed nervously, “I was just passing by when your net caught me. I don’t suppose you could…?”

              Y/N looked down at the tangled mess for emphasis. The fisherman blinked, then laughed.

              “Of course, little fish,” he said, “hold still.”

              The fisherman dragged Y/N to the center of the deck, then pulled out a knife. He cut through the ropes, being careful not to hurt Y/N.

              “Thank you,” Y/N said, “thank you very much.”

              “It’s no trouble at all,” the fisherman said, “my name is Kai, what might you be called?”

              “I’m Y/N,” Y/N answered, “now if you could just throw me back, I’ll be out of your hair.”

Kai smiled. He wordlessly slid an arm under Y/N’s tail and another behind her back, lifting her up in a bridal carry. Y/N tried to ignore how Kai’s men gawked at her as he carried her, not to the ship’s railing, but to the captain’s cabin.

              “Wait, where are we going!?” Y/N asked, “you have to throw me back!”

              “But we’ve only just met, little fish,” Kai said, “it would be rude to leave without getting to know each other first. Not that I’ll be letting you leave, but the point still stands.”

              “What!?”

              “As captain of Calypso’s Wrath, I am responsible for managing all of the treasure we collect. And you are certainly the finest addition to the collection.”

Calypso’s Wrath? That did not sound like a fisherman’s ship.

              “Y-you,” Y/N gulped, “you’re not a fisherman, are you?”

Kai looked down at Y/N and laughed out loud.

              “What a naïve little thing you are,” Kai said, “I am Kai Nelson, the captain of the most feared pirate ship this side of the globe.”

              As Kai spoke, he set Y/N down in a large, glass tank filled with water.

              “I was going to use this to house rare species of fish,” Kai explained, “but you’re more valuable than anything else I could catch.”

              “Please,” Y/N said, sitting up so that her upper half poked out of the tank, “let me go. I haven’t done anything to you, I’m nothing of value-”

              A backhanded slap tore across Y/N’s face faster than she could perceive it.

              “Nothing of value?” Kai said darkly, “I’ll be the judge of that. I don’t want to hear you talk about yourself with any lesser treatment than you deserve. Understand?”

              Y/N nodded with wide eyes, rubbing the side of her face.

              “Alas, little treasure, I must leave you for now,” Kai said, “the men get rowdy without instruction you know.”

Kai left the room, closing the cabin door behind him. The reality of Y/N’s situation sunk in and tears welled in her eyes. Y/N would cry for a good long while before the beginnings of an escape plan would form in her mind.

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