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An Eldritch Engagement
This is a special incentive snippet for my friend @creweemmaeec11, I hope you like it, Crewe! And if it's too short for your liking, feel free to request a continuation!
Prompt: okok, I'd like a hero fighting a giant monster of some kind in the middle of the city, cameras and crowd watching in horror cuz hero is losing, when all of a sudden villain jumps in between them and to everyones shock and amazement starts talking to the creature, and manages to get it to calm down an stop attacking in front of everyone :3
Hero spat out a glob of blood, wiping their mouth with their sleeve. Despite the cold energy swirling from their hands, a determined fire burned in their eyes. Part of their mask had been torn off, and their cape lay discarded on the rooftop, completely in tatters. Hero limped toward the monster, sending a giant blast of ice right between two of its many eyes.
“We’re live at the scene,” Reporter said, ducking when a lamppost meant for Hero crashed down just inches away from them, “Hero has been making attempts to defeat the creature for some time now, but they’ve been taking a lot of hits and-” a car rammed into the nearest building, “-it isn’t clear if Hero is going to survive this.”
Hero staggered back, bits of shrapnel lodged in their good leg. Their knees shook, threatening to buckle. The monster raised a tentacle high. Hero went to dodge but collapsed on the spot. They looked up as the tentacle came down; they closed their eyes and accepted their fate.
The crowd gasped. Hero took that to mean they were dead now. Although, surely if they were crushed to death, they wouldn’t be hearing anything anymore, right? They cracked an eye open. The tentacle had stopped just inches above their head. A figure hovered between them and the monster.
“V-Villain?” Hero choked.
Villain fixed the monster with a stern glare. They spoke in a language Hero couldn’t understand. The monster’s giant maw opened, showing row upon row of jagged teeth the size of small trees. Instead of proceeding to eat Hero’s savior however, the mouth started to speak in the same tongue.
Villain and the monster exchanged many words in the tense minutes that followed. Some calm, some loud. Eventually, Villain put their hands on their hips and shouted a final command. The monster looked down at the Villain with what Hero could almost perceive as fondness, then it nodded.
The tentacle came down again, much slower this time, and patted Hero on the head. It grabbed the lampposts it had been throwing around and slammed them back into the ground. It put the cars back on the street, inadvertently crushing them in the process. It said one more word to Villain, then flew up into the sky, eventually breaching Earth’s atmosphere and heading back to whatever dark nebula it came from.
The crowd stared at the sky in silence, then erupted into cheers. Paramedics threw the door to the roof open and surrounded Hero. Villain was at their side in an instant.
“H-how did you-?”
“It’s uh… it’s a funny story,” Villain said, “but basically in exchange for sparing the planet, you have to come to dinner this weekend.”
“What!?”
Hero stared as they were pulled onto the stretcher. That made absolutely no sense.
“The thing is… my dad is really sorry about attacking you and he wants to meet you to apologize in person.”
“That thing is your dad!?”
Hero promptly passed out on the stretcher. Villain sighed, rubbing the back of their neck. This was not how they wanted Hero to meet their parents.
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Anniversary Adversities
This is a special snippet for my friend @creweemmaeec11! I hope you have an awesome and happy birthday!!
I made this using my Storymatic cards!
Hero tossed and turned in the tiny bed, unable to get comfortable in the trailer. Villain was an outdoorsy type, so for their anniversary Hero just had to open their big mouth and suggest they go camping . Of course, Villain agreed with such enthusiasm that Hero couldn’t possibly take it back, even when they remembered how much they hated camping.
To Hero, camping was like paying a parking fee to live like a homeless person. There was no access to hot showers, you had to hike to the nearest bathroom- which was rarely maintained so the toilet paper was always empty and you were lucky if they had soap- and there were bugs. So many bugs. To the city, Hero was pretty fearless, but that was only because they had never faced a bug-powered villain. Oh, and don’t forget the campfire, that was a real problem. Aside from the fact that smoke would blow in their face no matter where they sat, Hero’s cryogenic makeup made them especially sensitive to high heat. Hero almost passed out twice when it was time to roast marshmallows.
Hero kept these complaints to themselves, of course. But this was the third night in the mountains, and Hero still hadn’t slept a wink. The wind whipped outside while every little noise made them jump. Raccoons, Villain had assured them. Bears, Hero’s brain argued.
…
An eternity of a night later, Hero’s face matched the supposed raccoons’, dark circles and all. The sun was barely up before Villain was pulling them out of bed to sit by the fire. Villain was going on and on about the day’s itinerary.
“And after the hike to the falls, we can go birdwatching, and then maybe some rock-hopping… Hero? Are you okay?”
Hero was nodding off in their thin folding chair. They woke with a start, looking at Villain and forcing a smile.
“Of course!” Hero said, “go on. Bird-hopping and rock-watching and a falls to the hike.”
Villain’s brows furrowed in concern. Hero stared, their smile not reaching their eyes. Were they on to them? They hadn’t said anything weird, had they?
“You didn’t sleep last night, did you?” Villain asked.
“Of course I-”
Villain’s brow quirked. Lie to me, I dare you, it said.
“…didn’t,” Hero sighed, “no, um, I haven’t really slept for the past few days.”
“Few days!? Hero- you should’ve said something!”
“There wasn’t anything to do about it,” Hero argued, “it’s not like you could magically make me sleep…”
Villain chuckled sadly, shaking their head, as if sharing a joke with themselves that Hero wasn’t privy to. Hero could feel Villain raking their gaze up and down their form, inspecting them and making calculations like they always did.
“You’ve been miserable, haven’t you?” They realized.
“No!” Hero said quickly, “of course not! I’m with you! This is so… fun! And… natural!”
“Oh, Hero… I wish you’d’ve told me…”
Villain got up from their spot by the fire. The leaves crunched under their shoes as they approached their lover. They crouched down to be eye-level with them. Villain took their hands and started rubbing them, while Hero stared into their eyes with a dead-tired look.
“I’m sorry,” Hero said as they failed to stifle a yawn, “but you were so happy to go camping and I love you and it’s our anniversary and it shouldn’t be just what I want to do and-”
“Hero. It shouldn’t be just what I want to do, either. We could’ve gone to that water park, or that huge bookstore in Other City. Heck, we could’ve gone to Bora Bora if we wanted to!”
Hero giggled a little despite themselves.
“Bora Bora? How?”
“Come now, my love, I’m a Villain. It wouldn’t be hard to buy first-class tickets. I could probably even get you a private jet if I wanted to.”
“Are you mad at me?” Hero asked.
“If I was, I’m over it now. I could never stay upset with you, you know that.”
Villain stood, pulling Hero up with them.
“I’ll get everything packed up and we’ll go home. The week isn’t over. We can still do something we’d both enjoy.”
“I just wanna sleep in my own bed…”
“I’ll get you back to your bed,” Villain smiled, rubbing their back, “I can have you sleep on the way home, if you’d like.”
Villain held a hand to Hero’s temple, and Hero’s body felt inexplicably relaxed and heavy. Their eyelids began to flutter.
“You never told me you were a telepath…” they mumbled.
“I can’t read minds, but I can influence them,” Villain said, lifting Hero into their arms and carrying them to the car, “just rest. We’ll get you home and then we’ll start anniversary 2.0.”
“Bora Bora?”
“Bora Bora,” Villain nodded with a smirk.
Hero drifted off just as Villain buckled their seatbelt for them. When they awoke next, it would be to a hot shower and freshly washed bedsheets. In the meantime, Villain made sure their dreams were pleasant and sweet.
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Instead of fantasy races having much longer lifespans than humans, they actually have a much shorter one. Elves only live to be 50, mermaids would be lucky to hit 42 and dwarves barely reach 30. Fairies usually die at only 10.
#prompt#writing prompt#writing prompts#story prompt#fic prompts#prompts#snippet prompt#story prompts#fantasy prompts#fantasy prompt
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Inspired by @spicymochi fairy frog here. I loved the butterfly frog, so why not a moth frog? I hope you don't mind!!
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what does your latest drawing represent?
My latest drawing was inspired by the idea of “Toxic beauty”! But it doesn’t necessarily have an exact meaning, I think she just looks cool! But if I had to say a meaning, I’d say its looking at how toxic beauty can be sometimes, or just how intertwined they can be!
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This one piece took over 30 hours.... I'm so tired.... but I think it looks so good!!!! What do you guys think?
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this was so not what I expected xD

new fun trend: take this quiz and tell me your score
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"Let me get this straight.... you're a DEMON... who sleeps with a teddy bear!?!"
#prompt#writing prompt#writing prompts#story prompt#fic prompts#prompts#snippet prompt#story prompts
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"Y-you know-! I liked it better when you were the one getting flustered 24/7!"
#prompt#writing prompt#writing prompts#story prompt#fic prompts#prompts#snippet prompt#story prompts#hero x villain
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Oh my goodness thank you so much for the mention!!!! Im so glad you enjoy my fluffy foolishness :3 :D
Masterlist?
Look, this is my first time actually trying to be organized since this is just gonna be a bunch of reblogs of various masterlist (which is what I'm putting here) that have cool literature and also, if I remember, various reblogs of little snippets or drabbles or stories I liked and wanted to hoard (alongside a smattering of commentary/praise/admiration. If I forget or don't do it, I either forgot or was feeling lazy, but be assured I loved the story). Please excuse me if this is never finished lol
Also, if this is an introduction, ima just say that this is @idkanonymystuff … just putting that there since my commentary kinda counts with what I put there? Idk but ye that’s me (hopefully it’s correct. If you see a pochita image and corgi aerodynamics, that’s it)
Basically, all reblog are either stuff I have yet to read or I have read it and am sharing commentary because I liked it and wanted to save it to read again
Also if I reblogged a masterlist, I probably won't reblogs individual stories in said list just for ease of less clutter. Not that I hate the story, I probably love them, just don't feel like doing more work than necessary.
New edit: may reblog individual stories with commentary and just put a #commentary as a tag for filtering.
I'll start the process hopefully sometime later this day week year never
Currently there is nothing under the cut but I will remove this when there is
As of 1/22/25, still nothing… procrastination is amazing :)
2/4/25 still nothing. Maybe I should give a fun fact for every week after the date…
2/12/25 damn one day late. Anyways, did you know that potato chips were invented out of spite? It’s a long story but it’s real, go search it up
I have yet to figure out how to make tags work so I'll just list them here so you know what there is
masterlist - what it is; various masterlists. I'll probably make a separate post listing each one for ease of finding once I figure that out
Here's a separate list detailing all of the masterlists and the person that made them
And here is my tagging system, ignoring tags that distinguish genres like “heroes and villains” or “fluff” for example
ALSO I tag the person who did the work so
standalone - essentially just a single snippet/post/drabble/piece of work/whatever that I really liked and wanted to save separately. If said piece is in a masterlist, I probably won't tag it but I might because I'm a human and I have free will
Masterlist - essentially the name; a masterlist that has all the stories and stuff
To read - stuff I’m actually saving to read later (read:procrastinating starting it)
Read - stuff that I finished reading…kinda in the name. Probs also has commentary of my thoughts on the piece of work, maybe not, who knows
Don't think I'm gonna make a list and the person for that but who knows?
Uhh... I guess various tags saying what said snippet (or masterlist) contains? Like fluff, whump, hero and villain stuff, angst, etc, that sorta stuff.
FOR ME: To make a text with a link, highlight it and select the link. Make sure you have the link ready to copy paste
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id argue the difference between stairs and ladders is not the steepness but the fact that one is portable and the other isn't


But I would like to submit some counterarguments
I think you are mainly right, though.
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Shower thought of the day:
How steep do stairs need to be before they are considered a ladder??
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"Okay I can't hold it back anymore! I have to ask!"
"Huh? Ask what?"
"I have a weird question about your tail....."
"What about it?"
"Can I feel it?"
#prompt#writing prompt#writing prompts#story prompt#fic prompts#prompts#snippet prompt#story prompts
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prompt (or rather a trope ahahaha) a minor hero is dating a civilian.... or so everyone thinks. they are actually a retired supervillain. bonus if hero doesn't know. double bonus if supervillain is forced to reveal their identity when hero is seriously threatened.
Oooo yes, I love this idea!
Here's a Tip.
They were usually home by 4. Sure, it was only 2 hours, but the hero constantly texted them if they'd be late getting home, yet despite texting them a few times, Ash hadn't heard anything back from the hero.
They were being paranoid, obviously. The hero would waltz through the front door any minute now. Except... deep down, they could tell something was wrong.
If they wanted to, it would take Ash all of three seconds to find their lover's location. But then what? If the hero was in trouble, and they reported it to the hero agency, Ash would have to come up with some excuse for how they got the info in the first place. Even then, it might be too late.
Reluctantly, they closed their eyes and ignited a sense they hadn't touched in over a year. Space and reality rippled at their fingertips as they searched, looking for their hero's spirit signature. When they finally found it, the deal was sealed. Hero certainly wasn't meant to be in the base of the Black Falcon.
Getting through the hallways of the facility was a breeze. Apparently, they hadn't lost their touch, which made some small part of them a bit proud, before remembering how much they despised that entire part of them. They had to keep a grip on themselves.
They followed the hero's signature through the maze of corridors until they finally opened the right door.
An interrogation room full of tools, with their hero strapped to a chair in the center. Luckily, other than a bloody lip, the hero looked fairly unhurt.
"Well, you've looked better," Ash said quietly as they slipped in.
The hero's head snapped up at the familiar voice, eyes going wide with panic, "Ash!? What are you doing here!? You can't be here! The villain could come back any-"
"A little too late for that, hero," came a new voice.
They both looked up to see the wall directly in front of the hero fall forward, nothing more than a facade, revealing a much bigger room behind it. The black falcon stood near the back, around six armed guards lined each of the parallel walls.
"Now who, I wonder, is this?" the villain asked again.
"They aren't involved in this! They know nothing! Just let them go, they-!" the hero rambled.
Ash simply took a deep breath and sighed, turning to face the villain head-on before taking a few steps forward.
"Ash don't-!"
But they just ignored the hero.
"The name's Ash, pleasure," They said, more calmly than anyone else in the room expected.
"Oh? My, my, how polite," The villain laughed, stepping forward, "I'll humour you, Ash," they continued, "I expected someone else from the hero agency, another hero, most likely. This was a surprise. So, I have to ask. Who, exactly, are you?"
"Someone you're going to wish you'd never met," Ash replied, with a chilling level of calm and confidence, certainly.
The villain furrowed their brows in shock, but Ash just continued talking, taking another step toward the villain.
"You're Black Falcon if my memory serves me?" they asked, tilting their head, hands clasped behind their back.
"That's right," the villain replied, a hint of uncertainty in their voice.
Ash hummed, "An old friend of mine that's still in the industry has kept me up to date. Apparently, you're the next in line for my spot,"
"Excuse me?"
Out of the corner of their eye, Ash could see the henchmen trying to sneak up behind them. They pretended not to see it.
"You've got a lot of stuff to do first, I'd say. you-"
"ASH, WATCH OUT!"
The henchmen behind them lunged. Ash rolled their eyes as the henchmen went straight through them, diving onto the ground.
"Seriously?" they asked incredulously, "don't you know it's polite to ask before you tackle someone? Shame on you,"
They flicked their wrist, and suddenly the henchmen in question was sent cascading across the slick floor, colliding with the wall.
Suddenly the entire room warped, bent, and went funky, as the whole area was plunged into the place between dimensions. The place supervillain ruled.
"What... what the hell..." the villain studdered, stepping back slowly.
"tip number one," Ash said casually before they suddenly stopped their foot, and a shockwave of energy sent all the other henchmen cascading backwards, hitting walls and sliding down to the floor, littering them around the room. Ash's entire form was suddenly glowing, an unreal, ethereal, unnatural light emanating from around them like the silhouette of someone in front of the sun, except the light itself danced like fire. "Never underestimate your enemy,"
With another simple flick of their wrist, the villain was dragged by their ankle forward, skidding across the floor towards them. Ash simply bent down over them, an unreadable expression on their face.
"Tip two. When you go to kidnap someone, make sure you do your research. You should look into more than just them, but all of their close associates. although," they laughed, "I guess nobody could have ever expected me to show up,"
"Supervillain...." the black falcon stammered, eyes wide, trying to push themselves across the floor and back away from the advancing figure.
"Present and accounted for," they smiled. Suddenly, the villain was yanked up into the sky by their neck, choking as reality wrapped around their throat, clamping down like an invisible noose.
Power was radiating off of them in waves now. It felt so good, so right, so natural, like breathing fresh air after a year of living in a basement. It was invigorating. The unrivalled strength was an intoxicating thing to command.
"Third tip," Ash continued casually, "Never, ever, touch something I love,"
They could kill this villain so easily. With the simple snap of their fingers, they could crack their neck like a dry strand of spaghetti.
Suddenly, a voice sliced through into their thoughts, "Don't kill them!"
They should kill them. The audacity to touch their hero-
"Please don't kill them!"
Ash turned their head, catching the hero's pleading face in their peripherals. Their lover was still tied to their chair.
Their lover-
This wasn't who they were. Not anymore.
They glanced back at the villain hung in the air. Ash clenched their fist, taking a deep, shaky breath before the entire room warped and rippled again, and the villain dropped to the floor, gasping for air.
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