#right hand

[some-messed-up-writing-for-you]

Short Prompt #613

"Mind if I join you~?" - the villain asked, sliding up to Right Hand with a plate of food in hand.

The right hand looked up from their own meal. "Sir, you own this table."

[serickswrites]

Messy

“How in the heck?” Villain gasped as they entered Lair. Paper was everywhere. As far as they could see into the room, ribbons upon ribbons of shreds of paper covered every surface. 

“Oh, Villain, you’re home!” Right Hand called from a corner. 

“This is such a mess! How did this happen?”

Right Hand looked sheepish. “I was trying to make paper snowflakes with the shredder. It didn’t,” they made a waffling motion, “seem to work.”

“And you kept trying because?”

“Because I know how much you like the snow. But it doesn’t happen here. So I wanted to make you snow.” Right Hand’s cheeks reddened at the last.

Villain took a breath. “I appreciate it, thank you, Right Hand.”

Right Hand glanced up. “Really?”

Villain nodded. “Now clean this up.”

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In honour of Trans Visibility Day, I present to you all:

Seen

"Hey, boss, can we do that mission now?" Right Hand asked as they got a snack from the kitchen. Villain shook their head from the couch. "Sorry Right Hand, not today," they responded, focused on their game.

Right Hand sighed, getting out a container of chocolate covered strawberries. "You've said that the past few days and nothing has happened. You aren't busy, and we aren't under threat of attack."

"Well, I especially can't do it today my friend, nope. Nope nope nope," Villain said. "Well why not?" Right Hand asked. They were really anxious to do the mission. Villain paused the game and turned to Right Hand in the kitchen behind them. "Do you remember what day it is today?" They asked.

"March 31st," Right Hand answered, getting out a bowl. "C'mon, you just have to turn us invisible for a bit and we can get what we need and get out of there!" They shouted, annoyed as they put some strawberries in the bowl.

"You remember what March 31st is, right?" Villain asked, returning attention to the game.

"Uh…Trans Visibility Day, right? So why can't we-...you've gotta be kidding me…" Right Hand said as they put the rest of the chocolate covered fruit away and realized what Villain was getting at. Villain responded by laughing.

They expected a reaction, but they didn't expect it to be Right Hand walking back into the living room with their snack and smacking Villain upside the head, semi-playfully. "You idiot. You could've put the whole plan in danger by waiting just to make that joke," they said, sitting down.

Villain just laughed even more. "Sorry, but as per the rules, I am not allowed to turn you invisible today, my nonbinary friend. Wait until tomorrow to cash in that token, if you please," they said.

Right Hand just sighed and picked up a strawberry, biting down into it. "I'm gonna go on that mission without you today just to spite you," they said defiantly with a hand over their mouth, watching the game. "Hey! At least you'll be visible!" Villain joked.

"I'm gonna look those cameras in the eyes and tell them it's your fault if I fail that mission you sick bastard," Right Hand said, putting aside the leafy top of the first strawberry and picking up another.

Villain simply giggled. "Happy Trans Visibility Day Right Hand."

"Happy Trans Visibility Day."

[theancientwayoflife]

~ Right hand.

Culture: Greek or Roman

Period: Hellenistic or Imperial

Medium: Bronze

[anotherone-yikes]

[mimmixerenard]

@butchbatter you said it— so, uh, meet my wizard hand :>

What else than a hand to deal with more hands ay? A draw handful of them, but this, y'all, is quite handy. To explain my point, I'll hand out this lil' drawing to you ... I'm sure it's in good hands, I trust you will handle it as it should.

Ok, I'll stop—

This is not OFF related, though ... but I thought about this all day xD

[stonesandpeaches]

ahahha, Draw a doodle with your non-dominant hand))

I'm left handed so I drew with my right hand ahaha

Ink sans by @/comyet

[mamamoon92]

[mintyfrosty]

You cant tell me tha tDetective!Right doesn’t have Hank energy

So have this.

[frankierostattoos]

[some-messed-up-writing-for-you]

Short Prompt #570

Villain stretched in their chair, letting out a long yawn. Their joints popped pleasantly, helping them relax and slump into the chair’s softness.

“Can I go now?” - the right hand sitting in their lap asked, a bright blush decorating their cheeks. “You’re done with your work?”

“Oh, I’m done with work, all right.” - the villain grinned and wrapped their arms around Right Hand’s waist. “But I’m just getting started with you~.”

[wiirocku]

Psalm 16:8 (NIV) - I keep my eyes always on the LORD.    With Him at my right hand, I will not be shaken.

[serickswrites]

Funny

“Well, it sucks that Lair burned down in the great popcorn fire of 2022,” Villain shook their head sadly, “but at least we have back ups stored elsewhere of all our plans for the next two years.”

“Funny you should say that, Villain,” Right Hand started, trying to make their voice as pleasing as possible. 

Villain rounded on Right Hand. “What do you mean?”

Right Hand put their hands up in a placating gesture. “Well, those back ups never actually left Lair.”

“WHAT!” Villain roared. 

Right Hand tried again slowly. “Yeah, they were still in the control room. Never made it to off site Back Up Lair.”

“You mean to tell me that not only did you not know how to make popcorn and burnt down MY home, but, in your continuing incompetence you never followed through with the task I gave you? MONTHS AGO!” Villain gave Right Hand a death glare. 

Right Hand shrunk at each word. “Yes, yes, that is true.”

Villain slapped Right Hand. “You are absolutely useless. When we get to Back Up Lair, you are not allowed in the kitchen unsupervised. Get ready to write shit down. I’m going to try and dictate everything from memory.” Villain spun on their heel and headed off. A relieved Right Hand struggled to keep up, their fingers furiously typing away on their phone. 

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I present to you, part 5. My thanks for being patient. My apologies that this is a bit rushed in it's story telling.

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One Week Pt. 5

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4

Warning: Mentions of violent drawings

0. The timer was reading 0. Nothing had happened so far that they were aware of. They didn't know how long it'd been since it reached 0. Hero was starting to get worried. They hadn't seen Villain since the ambush, Right Hand had been delivering the meals. They also weren't quite as cold as Hero expected them to be to a captive. 

The door opened and Right Hand walked in, a slight bit frantic and in a bit of a rush. "Hey, sorry to keep you waiting. Uh, boss said they wanted to see you in the Infirmary, you can follow me and I'll take you there I just need to check on something real quick," they said, walking over and helping Hero up from where they sat as they explained a bit quickly. Hero just nodded, unable to understand what was going on.

Right Hand took hold of their wrist and dragged them along as they left the room and went through a series of hallways until they stopped outside a door and Right Hand went inside. A moment later, they came back out then led Hero to a place like a hospital, but only a few main rooms. They went straight to the center one with nobody questioning Hero's presence oddly enough.

"Sorry we're 20 minutes late I- (oh shoot, they're sleeping)..." Right Hand said as they walked in. Peering around them, Hero saw Villain with some bandaging on their arms and torso, fast asleep on a bed. "W-...was this what happened yesterday during the ambush?" Hero asked quietly, trying to wrap their head around what could've possibly gotten them like this. 

Right Hand looked at them curiously. "You know of that?" They said back. Hero nodded. "I heard it, it was pretty close to where you guys have been keeping me…" 

Right Hand looked back at their sleeping leader, then sighed and started to fill Hero in.

"During that fight, we managed to contain your team, but I'd been using my powers for a while and was getting tired. I had to let them go right before we got to the room that we were gonna keep them in, or else I'd collapse. They ended up getting into a pretty heated battle, and roughened eachother up real good. Thankfully, most of their wounds weren't potentially fatal, or really severe, but they've needed to stay in the Infirmary because of the wounds."

They spoke quietly, and Hero just stared. First at Right Hand as they explained it, then at Villain, who had done this just for them. They tried to understand why, why had they done that, what was going through their head. But they couldn't. They just couldn't. 

Right Hand saw them staring. "You…look like you need a minute. Do you want me to stand outside?" They asked. Hero shook their head. "No, you don't need to do that, I'm just… Do you know why they did that? They could've easily just given me up, and not need to be hospitalized like this, they knew what would happen when they didn't let them have me. I don't… I don't understand," They said.

They didn't get an answer, instead a sigh. "I get what you mean. And, don't take that in the wrong way, I mean that sometimes they just… make decisions and we have to go along with it. I would answer your question, but…" 

"You don't know either?" Hero said with a sigh. Right Hand squirmed in place a bit. "No, I do…I just think it's better if you get the answer from them directly," Right Hand finished. They eyed Hero up and down a bit anxiously before exiting the room.

There wasn't much to do, Villain was asleep, so they sat down in a chair presumably for people to wait beside the injured, and it wasn't long before they got up and started drawing with one of their fallen feathers. They drew on the walls, drew all over the walls, creating a nice friendly galaxy paired with all the people Hero could remember going up against in battle when Villain's team fought their team. They wanted to make it as welcoming as possible for Villain, as a thank you for basically saving their life during the ambush. 

Eventually, they ran out of wall space, and got some actual paper. This time, their drawings were different. Much darker and more sinister. People, they were all people in some way. But they'd all been mutilated, killed, horrifically sliced to death in ribbons. Despite the terrifying nature of the drawings, Hero was really peaceful and calmed the more of them they drew. Like they were venting their stresses and worries about what could've happened to Villain by drawing people hacked apart and shredded violently.

Eventually, they heard Villain stirring, and perked up, pausing in the middle of drawing and realized what they'd been doing, and frantically tried to hide the papers under the chair. Getting up they looked down at Villain, still lying there, eyes cracked open slightly.

"Mmmmnnnnhero?..." they slurred drowsily. "Uhh…yeah, it's me…" Hero responded slowly. Villain laid there for another minute, before sitting up with a slight groan. "Mmmmmmwhy are you here?" They said as they stretched. Hero tensed slightly. "Why am I here? Right Hand brought me because they said you requested it…" they responded questioningly. 

Villain nodded as they rubbed their eyes. "Oh yeah, that's right. How long have I been out foorrrrr…" Villain trailed off as they tried to look at the clock, but instead their eyes got trained on the scratches along walls. They stared in bewilderment. "Did…did do all this?" They asked amazed, now fully awake as they took in the walls, drawings of several people they had worked with and sometimes still did over the years, all captured in astounding detail by Hero's drawing within a galaxy. 

Hero nodded nervously. "I…I wanted to do something nice for you…as a thank you for not letting my team kill me yesterday…heh…" they said with a nervous laugh. 

They weren't sure if they would get praise for doing it, or accosted for scratching up the walls. They were proud of it, it took 5 feathers to make because after a while of scratching walls they'll break, and they tried to remember everything they could. But at the same time, this wasn't their place, and for all they knew they could've just ruined a paint job that took weeks to get done right. They did manage to carve through the paint and reveal the white sheet rock beneath to make the etchings noticeable after all.

"As much as you really didn't need to…thank you. I really like it, it's beautiful," Villain said, unable to take their eyes off of the amazing work Hero had made of the walls. When they finally did, they simply marveled at the artist behind it. 

Such a sweet smile. And such pretty wings. Very pretty wings. Villain wanted to touch them, they seemed so soft, but restrained themselves. Personal boundaries are personal boundaries, and with Hero molting they probably wouldn't let Villain pet their wings. 

"So, Right Hand has been avoiding the question, saying I should get the answer from you, but why did you choose to save me? You could've just given me up and not have needed to stay here, injured…" Hero said after minutes of silence. It snapped Villain out of their slight trance. "Oh, they didn't tell you when the timer hit zero?" Villain asked.

Hero shook their head with a confused look. Villain laughed a bit. "Well, then consider this your official welcoming to the team. You aren't part of Organization anymore, you're with us now. And I'm willing to do anything to protect my team, so don't even worry about yesterday," Villain announced with a grin.

Hero was taken aback.

"What???"

[blooeyedtroll]

Guys, have I ever mentioned how much I f**king love Sid Fret?

Cuz.

I do.

So here is a sketch/doodle!

[asktheheirofslytherin]

why did wormtail use his whole ass hand and not just the tip of his finger or smth? stupid wormtail smh

The exact ritual called for a right hand. It was the symbolism of the whole thing, you see. The idea of a loyal servant, giving his right hand. Right hand man, that sort of thing.

The spell would not have worked as well otherwise.