So I Opened My Tumblr App Around A Minute Ago Because I Realized I Didn't Look At It At All Today And

Thank you so much @larinzz for tagging me<3 (Also, what do you want me to call you?)

you can usually tell a lot about a person by the type of music they listen to. put your favourite playlist on shuffle and list the first ten songs then tag ten people! no skipping!

I generally don't listen to my playlist on shuffle much, but after this I just decided to because I'm quite satisfied with the results ^^

1. My Hero Academia // Hayashi Yuki

(I love mha so ig that's my explanation xD)

2. Aoi ano sora // Ikimono-gakari

(Their songs are so refreshing!!)

3. Unusual changes of two // RADWIMPS

(I grin like an idiot while listening to this one)

4. Ring of fortune // Sasaki Eri

(The song is actually really beautiful but I cry everytime I think of the anime)

5. You can become a hero // Hayashi Yuki

(Again, I can sleep listening to this man's music- SO GOOD)

6. Two Ghosts // Harry Styles

(An English song actually popped up in my shuffle, and I'm not complaining with the choice. Jk, I love his songs ^^)

7. Prayer X // King Gnu

(The type of song I would cry to at 2 am)

8. Departures // EGOIST

(I love singing along to this!!)

9. Reason Living // SCREEN mode

(This song and the anime is just ❤❤❤)

10. Hikari Are // BURNOUT SYNDROMES

(This band gives me life <3)

These 10 songs are just perfect, I am so proud xD

Okay, let me tag- @kaiwewi @emerqlds @villain-enthusiast-personal @amethysts-sideblog

you can usually tell a lot about a person by the type of music they listen to. put your favourite playlist on shuffle and list the first ten songs then tag ten people! no skipping!

tagged by @idspendallnight thank you!!

living a lie // daniel zott

in the rain // joe hisaishi

lost stars // keira knightly

「よっ!ご陽気もの」風のアドリブ // yuki hayashi

heartbeat //  joe hisaishi

experience // ludovico einaudi

beginning of the end movement V // the newton brothers

paper rings // taylor swift 

this is what being cheated on feels like // clinton kane

good morning beauty queen // jacob sigman

tagging: @maddieschaoticblog @liamisthesun @nevertoomanyhugs @carpe-clone @lady-of-the-spirit

This is super cute yes^^ Thanks @creweemmaeec11 ❤❤

Tagging- @kaiwewi @villain-enthusiast-personal @nuttynutcycle @nightfrostshadow

Okay, this one is just silly but its adorable and I LOVE it Secondly, how do I get a bathroom that actually looks like this because YES https://picrew.me/image_maker/698738 ^go here! @sunflower1000 @literally-just-kirby @larinzz @amethystpath-writes @asrasmysoulmate @aquarelle-sirene @blissbiscuit @akawrites000 @trappedgoose-in-a-writblr-room @kactus-loves-writing​

Omg this is beautiful

This is a take on the supervillain handing hero’s sidekick over to regular villain. It’s a trope somewhere, I’m sure.

The villain clenched their jaw. Hero’s sidekick was a teenage girl for God’s sake. A teenage girl in the hands of the supervillain... the villain stomach jolted, they couldn’t let that happen.

“Hand her over.” The words were barely out of the villain’s mouth when the supervillain smirked. Villain’s own sidekick tensed up behind them, but the villain gave them a subtle placating gesture. If they could get out of this without a fight they would.

The supervillain noticed the interaction and merely grinned. “And what do I get in return? The girl here can give me information on her boss, her perfect little hero.” He mocked. “Might take a few days under the ringer but I’m sure she’ll talk.”

The girl’s eyes widened in fear. The villain could tell she was trying to steel herself, even shackled at the mercy of the supervillain. For all she knew she was surrounded by enemies on all sides, debating her fate, too far away from the hero for any magical rescues.

The villain opened their mouth again, an idea coming together. “Girl,” they snapped. “Have you been to your boss’s private apartments? Do you know the inner workings of the hero’s most secret base?”

As the villain spoke, they prayed, deny it deny it deny it. Say no. Say no.

“I don’t-“ the girl shook her head. “I didn’t know of any quarters, I’ve never been there-”

“Clearly the girl’s new,” the villain let contempt drip from their tongue, willing the supervillain to buy the uninterested facade. “You’re not going to get anything out of her besides leverage you don’t even need right now. I, on the other hand, can give you all the information you need.”

“Is that so?” The supervillain raised an eyebrow.

The villain merely shrugged, allowing a smile to play on their lips. “It’s intimacy of having a nemesis I suppose. In fact, I have it all on this flashdrive.” The villain produced one out of their pocket unceremoniously. Carrying empty flash drives was part of the territory when you were a tech- oriented villain.

The supervillain snorted. “Convenient that you carry around a flashdrive with your nemesis’s information on it? Do you really expect me to believe that?”

The villain smiled and cupped the drive in their hand. With a flash of light, all the information the villain knew of the hero’s private base was uploaded onto the little thing. “Call it a superpower... information generation and distribution is my superpower actually, though I’m sure you knew that already.”

The villain glanced to the girl, who, they realized with a jolt, was glaring daggers at them. “Surprised I’d rat out your hero so quickly?” The villain quipped sarcastically. “I want the hero gone as much as supervillain over here. I want you for my own reasons.”

The girl’s glare faltered, replaced with fear. The more the villain talked, the more their stomach sank at the disgusting facade they were putting up. But the supervillain had to buy it or else this girl was in grave danger. Hero would forgive the villain for outing their hideout if it was to keep their sidekick safe... the supervillain just needed to agree to the deal, dammit.

“Do we have a deal?” The villain stepped closer, twirling the flashdrive in their hands absentmindedly. Their heart pounded in their ears. “The girl does nothing for you, this drive on the other hand... this would be a significant blow to our resident righteous hero.”

“How do I know you’re not lying?”

The villain leveled their steely gaze, one that made lesser enemies run. “You have my word. You of all people know the importance of keeping your word.”

An unspoken agreement passed between the villain and the supervillain. Neither hero’s sidekick nor villain’s sidekick dared to breathe.

The villain barely dared to breathe after supervillain muttered, “deal.”

The villain merely turned to strut away, nodding to their sidekick. “Grab her.”

In a flash the drive was in supervillain’s hands and the villain’s sidekick used their magnetism to pull the girl’s chains into their arms.

“Pleasure doing business,” the villain called over their shoulder. Before the supervillain could reply, the villain and the teenage sidekicks teleported away.

By the time they landed back in the villain’s lair, the villain was off running. They only faltered for a moment at the sound of the girl’s voice.

“What are you going to do to me?”

The villain turned to see their their sidekick had already released the girl from her chains. “At the moment, nothing. We’re not going to hurt you. But I just royally screwed your hero over. They have about 5 minutes before supervillain destroys their base.” The villain’s heart beat in their throat. “I need to warn them.”

The villain was off to the communications department, leaving the girl and the villain’s own sidekick in the dust.

history.

A tale that remains unchanged, no matter how many times it is retold.

Their hands are soft- I got to feel them when they grabbed my hand and pulled me into an alleyway, shielding me from oncoming bullets. Having not expected that at all, it took a few moments for me to come out of that headspace, as I stood there- dazed, staring at their back as their hand that held mine a moment ago, let go to grab their gun from their belt and point the weapon at our pursuers. My brain understood why they had to let go, but my heart refused to understand and kept yearning for that touch again and again- like a stubborn child who wanted to eat more ice cream and wouldn't listen to reason. The minutes passed by as I fought to keep my brain and heart at bay while trying to stay connected to reality because we still weren't safe. Move, I reminded my legs and held onto their silhouette with my eyes. Being a human was hard.

By the time we managed to outrun our pursuers, I was gasping, sweaty palm clutching my shirt- right above my heart, as if I'm pushing it to stay inside and not fall out of my mouth. Eyes on the ground and frantic heartbeats in my ear, I failed to register anything else. I felt a light touch to the top of my head and managed to look up from my bent-over-the-knees posture, just in time to see their hand falling from its spot on my hair a few seconds ago. My heart fluttered. And then our eyes met, their worried gaze trained on my face. I swallowed, but my throat still felt dry. I didn't like it when people worried about me, it made me feel guilty. So, I smiled like I always do when I wanted to hide something- when I wasn't ready to tell them why I might have looked like a flustered mess then. They gave up after a few seconds and began to scout our surroundings. I heaved a sigh, relieved, and tried to do a lot of silly things. I tried to tell myself that I was okay, when I was not (how could I be?). Even though that touch lasted for mere seconds, I could still feel the embers of the fire that it had sparked in my chest and now it threatened to burn me inside out. So no, I was not okay. Definitely not.

A bit more of walking and we were finally home!! It's not much- a small, rundown apartment at the edge of town but it was something. The metal stairs gave a *creak* as they stepped on it to climb up, and I was about to follow when a black cat came out of nowhere and climbed up before me. I landed on the ground with an embarrassing *shriek*, my backside aching. Sounds of their laughter echoed in my ears. I looked up at them, a not-so-serious frown playing on my lips because I just couldn't be mad at them when they laughed like that- like a carefree child who had nothing to worry about in life. I sighed and gave in to their smile but then the black cat stared at me, as if to challenge me and rubbed its fur against their leg. Their attention was completely on the cat now (unfortunate for me), as they gently stroked its fur, surprised and pleased when it purred against their blue jeans. Come on, you can't be jealous of a cat, you can't be jealous of a damn cat! You just can't-

But now, finally, they're sitting right in front of me, within the confines of our single bed, legs crossed messily, and all my mind can think of is that they're so close, so close, that if I reach out my hand, I can touch them. They lean towards me to reach for the blanket, their fingers brushing against mine and that fire which I felt earlier in the day was back now, and it was angry- ready to burn me whole.

They're staring outside our bedside window, looking at the city lights far away, oblivious of the plight I'm in, while I can't bring myself to look at anything else but their eyes. They must have noticed of course- as inquisitive as they are, so they turn over to look at me and all my breaths and words just die in my throat as I realise all over again, just how much I adore those blue eyes. They remind me of a sky, where the birds soar free; of freedom.

"What is it?" They ask in a teasing tone, smiling softly but I can't answer. I can't do anything. I can only look at them. Their brows furrow slightly in concern, and they move closer, those lovely soft hands brushing against mine again. But they don't stop with that alone this time. Their fingers become curious as they start exploring my hand, dragging their index over my palm, down to my fingers, feeling them over, digit by digit and I can feel myself going crazy.

Before I know it, my hand is entirely in theirs and they're so close that I can feel their warm breath fanning over my neck. My mind goes empty but my body is set ablaze, and I think that maybe, I've stopped breathing entirely, if only for that moment. Noticing my lack of response, their hands become braver, their right one tangled with mine while their left one rises up to cup my cheek with the gentlest of touches that makes me feel so giddy.

I hear them call my name, but it feels like it's coming from the bottom of a well; so far away. Panicked, my hand reaches out towards that voice, only to be caught by theirs. I stop as I'm held in place by blue eyes; I can't escape. They're searching my face, my entire being for an answer, their soft touches coaxing me to relax and give in. I finally come out of my head, and it feels as if I'm being born again as I learn how to breathe, how to move and how to speak within the safe haven of their touch. And I don't want it any other way.

"You're beautiful", I breathe, leaning into their palm. Their lips part to let out a small laugh and my ears rejoice. "How can you say that with a straight face?!" they say fondly, as if it's something they wouldn't mind listening to everyday, my mind beginning to dream about that very scenario. Meanwhile, their lips inch closer and I don't notice until they're suddenly too close and touching mine.

And the rest is history.

Hello all of you lovely people!! Yes, I know it's been a while since I posted- been trying to find some inspiration and fight off procrastination. So here is this long piece to make up for that (hopefully xD) - I tried first person narrative this time and I don't really do this style a lot, so I hope this is satisfactory for you all to read and enjoy ^^ (also this can be read from either hero/villain/ or literally any of your fav character's pov- you decide <3)

Soft and adorable 🥺❤☺

Special Day

@akawrites000 requested a continuation so here it is! :D

This is a continuation of - Soft Spot

Villain placed the gift that he had just finished wrapping, complete with a little bow, on the table along with some balloons. He stood back to admire his handiwork.

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Masterlist

Hey everyone! As of now (20.11.23) it's been a while since I've updated this blog but I still wish to make a masterlist of all of my works so far (have been wanting to for ages now really) for people who may find some of the writing here later on and wish to read it. I'm still active here on tumblr though so feel free to send me asks/messages!

Last updated: 23.12.23

Prompts

prompt #1

prompt #2

prompt #3

prompt #4

casually caring for someone - a prompt list

when two people meet and they belong together on some level - a prompt list

casually caring for someone (2) - a prompt list

Needy

part 1

part 2

A silly dream

3am(s)

Red

Taunts

Stupid but feels so right

Secrets

part 1

part 2

part 3

Falling for stairs

Helpless

Thief

There's love in the shadows

Make you smile

Hot vs Cold

Dancing, nicknames and us

History

Sunflowers, breaking clichés and faraway lovers

Four letters

Anime:

Haikyuu!

91 days

Secrets - part 1

Note : Adrian, Ash and Alex are all unisex names, so you're free to imagine your preferred gender in your head ^^

Adrian groans, staring at the blank notebook in front of them. They were supposed to write an essay which is to be submitted tomorrow but they can't seem to find the thing called motivation for the life of them. They've just been feeling so lazy and they can't figure out why.

Even though they may just look like any normal college student who's struggling with their classes, they had another, quite major role to play in society- they were the Hero, and as the title suggests, their job description consists of fighting off villains, rescuing normal civilians, smiling, and more smiling. Adrian wouldn't admit it, but it did get tiring at times. And recently, they've been having to go to these night escapades a lot, since their nemesis, Villain, true to their job description has been causing mischief the entire past week, making Adrian bite off more than they can chew. Thankfully they weren't any serious crimes and most of the time, Adrian felt like they were dealing with a child seeking attention.

And thus here they are, tired of being productive and procrastinating like tomorrow doesn't exist. Oh how they wished that being a hero gave them some leverages in college, but their superiors would bite their head off if word got out. Being a hero was sworn to secrecy, kind of like a secret agent, except in this case, Adrian has to play an entirely different persona.

They groan again, just in time as their friend /roommate walks into the room. "Hey, what's up? Did you get that homework done?"

Adrian gives them a look like they're staring into the void, "You think I'll look like this if I did?"

Their roommate Alex sighed, clearly to them it didn't look like Adrian was going to be done anytime soon and it was already 12 am. They just wanted to sleep, without having to listen to Adrian's groans of agony throughout the night.

"Okay, you clearly need a change of pace so I'll call up this other friend of mine who's great at studying. I met them during a group project and they're like so good!"

Adrian scoffs, but allows Alex to do whatever they want to. It's not like they were bad at studying, they just didn't feel like doing it right now.

Adrian almost dozes off when they hear a loud knock. Alex literally skips over to the door, opening it and eagerly welcoming their new friend into the room. Adrian manages to sit up, still groggy and shakes their head, trying to get themselves to wake up. Once their eyelids cooperate enough, they look up to find two pairs of worried expressions thrown towards them. They immediately whirl around, facing the opposite way, embarrassment eating up their cheeks.

"Uhm, are they okay?" A voice that Adrian has never heard before speaks up. They guess that they're the friend who studies oh so well.

"Well, they're generally better than this, just on lower spirits today." Alex tries to speak up for their roommate.

After explaining the situation to the newcomer, Alex disappears into the quarters of their room with a friendly, "just call out if you need anything!"

Adrian sighs, wanting nothing more then to curl up in their blankets and fall asleep while watching something on their laptop. They were so inside their head, that they failed to notice soft footsteps approaching them and nearly jumped out of their skin when they felt a gentle touch on their shoulders. The said person immediately took a few steps back, clearly flustered by Adrian's reaction.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to surprise you." They speak out, voice sincere.

Adrian immediately felt guilty. They were here for their sake, to help them finish their assignment and here they were, being most possibly the rudest person on the planet. "No no, it's my fault, I wasn't really paying attention."

The newcomer smiles at that and Adrian feels their chest tighten in a way that it has never done before. What the hell?

"I'm Adrian, by the way," they say, desperate to keep the conversation going, "and you are?"

"Ash. I guess Alex didn't tell you much about me?"

"Not much except for the fact that you study really well and that's why you would be the perfect inspiration for me to finish this essay."

Ash laughs at that, "I do handle my studies okay, but I don't know how good of an inspiration I can be, but I'll try my best."

Adrian looks at them, face soft, "You're really a nice person you know?"

Ash almost chokes on air, "Huh?"

Adrian realises that that was probably a really random thing to say, voice spluttering as they try to figure out a way to make this conversation less awkward than it already is.

"N-no, I just meant that you really have no reason to be here, you don't even know me and here you are, willing to help me with my essay and everything. "

Ash chuckles shyly and Adrian has to mentally punch themselves to remind them not to stare at how fine they look, standing under the yellowish lighting of their dorm, the shadows painting their face just right. And not to mention that silky voice... oh God.

" -ping people."

"Huh?" Adrian has to ask, as they just returned to reality from inside their head.

Ash just smiles, repeating again, "I guess it doesn't feel so bad helping people sometimes, and that's why I'm here."

Now it's Adrian's turn to smile, and they tell Ash to sit down and get comfortable, while they pop into the kitchen to make two cups of hot chocolate, Adrian and Ash falling into easy tunes of conversation soon after.

-

It's almost half past two and Ash is staring at Adrian, who is peacefully dozing off on their desk. They sigh, eyes fluttering close for a brief moment, just enjoying this tiny moment of peace. Life is anything but peaceful for Ash because of their other secret identity- they were a villain, and its been days since Ash has felt so at peace. It was getting harder to just stay alive every day, and it didn't help that the other villains around town just keep getting greedier, making them take part in reckless missions. A distressed sigh leaves their lips, as they force all the depressing thoughts back down. They didn't want to think about that right now. Right now, they were safe. For some reason, staying like this besides Adrian made them feel some sort of a familiar warmth settle in the pits of their stomach, though this is the first time that they've met them. It made Ash feel good.

I'm just overthinking this whole thing, as usual, they sigh, giving their head a little shake. They stand up from the couch and tiptoe over to the table where Adrian's sleeping to check on how much they've completed. They still have a page left, their eyes flicker to the clock that reads 4:45 am, so it'll be fine if I let them sleep in a bit more right? Ash did walk over to Adrian's desk with the intention of waking them up but after seeing that peaceful smile, and the way they're sleeping comfortably even on an arm chair, Ash guessed that maybe they really did need their sleep.

Okay, I'll wake them up a little later, and with one last glance, Ash walks back over to the couch, deciding to get some sleep of their own.

This is going to have two more parts I think / so stay tuned! / I was procrastinating so decided to let hero procrastinate too lol / well at least they have villain helping them out / I'm soft / also I played around with tenses for this snippet (you'll see in the upcoming parts) / I hope you all like it anyways:)

BEAUTIFUL PERSON AWARD! Once you are given this award, you can paste it in the asks of some people who deserve it. If you break the chain nothing happens, but it's sweet to know someone thinks you’re beautiful inside and out. No pressure though! 💕

Awww thank you so much Sun, you are such a wonderful person too!! Super friendly and bright just like the sunflower and a gardening/plants enthusiast (which is amazing btw) 🥺❤ Stuff like this makes me smile ^^

It's becoming increasingly hard for me to not reblog everything that you write, I'm in love <3

Prom Night

The hero laid on the roof, watching the stars. They didn’t jump when a voice asked, “Mind if I join you?”

Lazily, one hand motioned towards the otherwise empty rooftop. “Be my guest, Villain.”

It was easy for the world to forget they were teenagers. They hadn’t asked for powers, or responsibility. One was shoved in a costume and pushed towards good, the other tripped into bad luck and fought for bad. The world demanded they grew up, so without much choice, they did.

“Isn’t there a prom happening at like, most high schools tonight?” The villain asked, laying next to the hero.

“Patrolling.” The hero mumbled. “Does your school not have a prom or something?”

The villain smirked. “No, we do. It was just boring.”

The hero turned their head, squinting at the villain. “Liar.”

The villain frowned, looking over to the hero. “I’m not lying!”

With a halfway laugh, the hero sat up. “You raise your voice when you lie.”

The villain sat up to meet the hero’s gaze. “They teach you that in hero training?” They teased. “Or have you just been watching me?”

The hero scoffed, lying back down. “Oh, please. You think you’re the person I want to watch in my limited free time?”

Eyes wide, the villain mimicked the hero again, lying back down. “So you watch someone in your free time?”

“What? No! Don’t twist my words around, nerd.”

This time, the villain did a halfway laugh. “I get better grades than you, I know, but to insult me by using my intelligence? That’s low, hero.”

They remained in silence, listening to the sounds of a city full of night life. Plenty of car horns, occasional streams of music, someone shouting obscenities once or twice.

“Why aren’t you at prom?” The hero asked after rolling on their side to stare at the villain.

It took a minute for the villain to reply. “Why aren’t you actually patrolling?” They didn’t turn to look at the hero.

“Let me wallow in self pity. Besides, I have you to tell me if there are any crimes tonight.”

With a snort, the villain let their eyes wander to the hero. “What, like the grown ones trust me with some itenerary of villainy. Imagine that. ‘At 3:30 tomorrow we’ll be sticking all the kittens in a tree.’”

A genuine laugh from the hero made the villain smile.

“You still didn’t answer my question.” The hero pointed out through subsiding giggles.

One moment, two, three, then four. The villain finally rolled, face to face with the hero.

“Truthfully? I was absolutely certain the person I like would be at a different prom.”

“You said ‘was’.” The hero noted with a cocked eyebrow. “You aren’t certain they’re there now?”

“Now who’s twisting words around?” The villain grinned, a toothy smile.

“Ha, ha, ha. You’re so funny I could die of laughter.”

“Really?” The villain asked in fake shock. “Based on our previous talks, I alway thought pre-cal would be the death of you.”

“This isn’t about me, though.” The hero countered, ignoring the villain’s taunt. “Go to prom. You’ll enjoy it, partner or no partner.”

The villain’s eyebrows furrowed. “Are you really that dumb?”

A hand flew to the hero’s heart, an attempt to look hurt. “I don’t know, you tell me, you make the better grades.”

“You-” the villain started, their heart beating furiously. “This is harder than I thought, I’m supposed to be cool.”

“You can talk to me.” The hero reassure, reaching for the villain’s hand.

On a rooftop a hero and a villain stayed, laying hand in hand.

“I like you.” The villain admitted. “If you can’t go to prom, then we’ll do prom right here.” With more confidence, the villain squeezed the hero’s hand.

At first, there was shock, shock that gradually morphed into a smile.

“That took you forever.” The hero said, still beaming. Gently, they stood, raising the villain with them.

“May I have this dance, hero?”

“Only if I get to lead, villain.”

On a rooftop, two teenagers danced during prom night.

Red

The night breeze whisked past Villain, caressing their cheeks and making them feel colder than they were a minute ago.

"Ugh..." they groaned, pulling their red scarf further up so that it covered a better part of their chin. The fabric felt soft and warm against their cold fingertips, and it reminded Villain of Hero's cape. They had never thought that they would admit to liking how warm the cape felt, when Hero had covered them with it during one particularly cold night, quite like this one, and they were sitting on a high roof, facing the skyscrapers- Villain hadn't expected it to be that cold, so they hadn't worn any clothing that were designed to keep them warm. They were extremely grateful for that warm cape, much like it's owner and ended up buying a scarf that had the same shade to remind themselves about it (they would never tell Hero that though).

They smiled, the memory making them feel a little warm as two shadows zipped past them in a speed that didn't belong to a normal human. From the corner of their eyes, they caught sight of something red before it disappeared around the street corner. And who else other than Hero would wear bright red like that in the middle of the night , moving at a superhuman speed? It was definitely Hero, and they were chasing someone who wasn't them? That fact alone didn't sit well with Villain so they decided to follow them.

There have been new villains popping up here and there around town, not to mention the Supervillain as well... Villain mused, I'll just go take a quick look and then leave, it's not like I'm worried or anything... (Villain was dead set on denying it).

They turned a street corner there, and one more, leading to an alleyway with a dead end. It was pitch dark and the only source of light was a dilapidated lamp barely hanging onto the wall. Villain looked up to find some moonlight but nope, it just had to be a new moon night. They sighed, straining their eyes to spot even a glimpse of the two blurry figures that they had seen earlier and heard a loud crash to their left. They turned towards another lonely alleyway and followed it, heart hammering in their chest.

They hid themselves at the corner and peeped in, definitely not interested in getting involved in some unnecessary scuffle. They could see a figure slumped against a toppled trash can, trash littered eveywhere- so that's where the crashing sound came from. There was another figure looming over them, and even from there, Villain could feel bloodlust washing over their senses, making them freeze on spot. They pitied the person on the ground, unable to imagine the terror that must be coursing through their veins.

This alleyway had better lighting so Villain was able to see their faces a little better- the looming figure was definitely the Supervillain, that bloodlust was a dead giveaway. The slumped figure looked up and glared at the supervillain, eyes defiant and fierce, a symbol that they weren't going to give up that easily and Villain could feel their throat closing up, anxiety flaring up and burning their insides.

Hero... they knew, from the glimpse of red they knew from the start, a tiny inkling that it could've been Hero rushing through the streets in the dead of the night, chasing some terrible foe. Villain knew... but right now they wished that they were wrong, so wrong, because never did they really expect their foe to be the Supervillain. Villain had seen their powers firsthand and it had made them shiver, tremble to their bones. Never had they felt anxiety slap them in their face like that before. And now Hero was there, facing that devil with defiant eyes and a brave heart and Villain's chest almost felt full with something alien to them... was it pride?

Villain was jolted out of their thoughts by a scream that shattered their soul- it sounded so painful, wrecked, and hopeless and with every passing second, Villain thought that it sounded like Hero. They stared at the scene in front of them, immediately wishing that they didn't.

Red... why is there so much red?

To the Villain, red had become something that they associated with Hero- red cape, crimson cheeks, fiery passion, a warm heart, kind touches, sunny smile, and finally, the way they loved -it would put even Aphrodite to shame. Villain knew that too well, after all, they were the only recipient of that love. Hero was their lover and always will be.

Which only made their heart twist and turn with increasing agony because Hero's costume looked redder than usual and Villain refused to accept that it was blood- Hero's blood, their lover's blood.

You shouldn't do this.

Don't lose your cool.

If supervillain finds out that you've betrayed them, and worse, that you're in a relationship with their mortal nemesis, you're done for.

Don't worry, Hero will be fine.

They will be fine.

They-

Villain looked at Hero once again- bruised cheeks, a huge gash in their gut, bleeding out, shallow breaths, their head now leaning completely against the wall for support and Villain waited a couple more seconds, but Hero made no move to get up. And now there's more red, red... red... red... everywhere.

Before Villain could even think about reasoning with themselves again, their limbs moved and in a flash they stood in between their lover and Supervillain, whose face switched from surprise to amusement, as if they couldn't decide on which emotion to portray.

"Well well, Villain. What a pleasant surprise." Supervillain drawled and dread settled into Villain's veins- cold, gripping, merciless. They heard slight movement from behind them and glanced back coyly. Hero was looking at them, surprise written all over their face. Then they smiled (or at least tried to), to Villain, it looked more like a grimace. But they looked more alive than they did just a moment ago, and that single fact was enough to wash away the pooling dread and replace it with something else- courage.

Now, Villain was never a person who would do something so reckless, they were always the brains of their duo while Hero was the power, brains and power. That's how they had always worked together- and thanks to that, Villain got to know that Hero did not possess a single shred of self preservation whatsoever. It made their stomach crawl to think about how many times they had saved Hero from imminent death and Hero would just smile, all sweet and sunny, like they hadn't just almost died a second ago- and that's what they were doing now.

Ugh, the things I do for love, Villan mused, rolling their eyes at Hero.

"Ahem Villain, you alright there? You've been staring intensely at our nemesis for quite a few seconds now."

Villain heard a wheeze from Hero, which was probably meant to be a chuckle.

"Oh sorry, I was just distracted thinking about the numerous ways in which I could kill him."

Careful me. Supervillain cannot know about us- that would be like digging a grave and burying ourselves six feet deep in the ground. Careful.

Supervillain laughed out loud, acting like Villain had just told them the joke of the century and Villain had to hold themselves back from rolling their eyes at them.

" That's my Villain, always thinking about the best possible ways to kill someone."

Hero coughed abnoxiously and Villain wanted to smack them in their face- now is not the time to be getting jealous, idiot.

Supervillain glared at Hero and Villain subtly moved so that they were now blocking Hero completely from Supervillain's view. "I don't see why you have to think that much though, Hero looks like they're going to kick the bucket any minute."

The colour red flooded Villain's vision, making them stagger on their feet. How many more times did they have to see their lover dyed in red before the world would be satisfied?

"V-villain?" Hero croaked weakly and Villain flinched, feeling physical pain as if somebody had stabbed them. They stood back up straight, hoping that Hero got the message. They were okay. Now was no time to be getting distracted, they had to get Hero away from here, away to a safer place.

Supervillain crooked his head at Hero lying behind Villain, suddenly curious. Villain tensed, mind racing to bring back all of Supervillain's attention back on them. Look at me, don't look at them. Look at me, only me.

" Supervillain, I don't appreciate you giving that lowly Hero more attention than to me, you act as if I don't exist." Villain sneered, making their voice sound as deadly as they can. They desperately hoped that their voice didn't tremble.

"Oh, forgive me, I didn't mean to do that." Supervillain said but there was not a single ounce of sincerity in that. Villain simply glared, gaze sharp and cruel.

"Ouch, if only gazes could kill, I would certainly be dead right now Villain, I'm hurt." Supervillain mocked and Villain's brain was working overtime, trying to comprehend the change in Supervillain's attitude- why are they acting like they know something that I don't, they seem cockier than usual.

Villain decided to take a chance, "Why are you acting like this Supervillain, are you perhaps, hiding something from me? Some part of a plan that you don't want me to know about?"

Supervillain chuckled dryly, and Villain felt the temperature drop a few degrees at once, bloodlust making itself known once again. Hero whimpered from behind them and Villain's heart cried out.

"You tell me who's the one hiding things, Villain."

Villain barely had any time to react, their mind knew what was happening, but their body was too slow to comprehend.

A huge blast of power left the Supervillain's palm- right towards Hero.

Move... move... MOVE!!!

Villain was never in their life more thankful for their superspeed as they turned around, grabbed Hero in their arms and zipped past the blast, just as it connected with the concrete behind them, blasting it into pieces. Villain ran as fast as their legs could carry them, trying not to jostle the hurt Hero in their arms too much. They were going to turn around the next corner when they felt something digging into their side. They refused to acknowledge it, continuing to speed away, the only thing on their mind being getting Hero to safety.

Supervillain's coarse laughter echoed from far behind them, as they sped away.

"Llain... Villain... VILLAIN!!!"

Villain was forced to stop, crashing into a concrete wall. They made sure to turn around in the last second, so that their back came into contact with the wall and not Hero who they held in their arms.

Villain gasped out loud, any air residing in their lungs evicted, suddenly feeling more tired than they have felt in ages. They heard shuffling and peeked an eye open to see Hero crawling up to them- all bloody and bruised. Just stay put, idiot, you're hurt, they wanted to say but their voice refused to work.

"You're bleeding!" Hero wailed as loud as they could in their current state, but it sounded more like a whisper to Villain- am I becoming deaf?

Hero finally made it to them, hands clutching onto their leg and slowly pulling themselves up, touching everywhere and spreading warmth with their fingertips. Villain looked up at them from their bed of concrete, "You're so warm, Hero."

And Hero cried and cried and cried, fat tears rolling down their cheeks, just like the way they would cry after waking up from a nightmare (and oh how badly they wished that this was just another bad dream). Villain smiled at them and they cried more. Villain didn't want them to cry.

"S-stop crying, s-silly", Villain somehow managed to wheeze out, their body aching everywhere. Hero bent down, warm fingers touching their eyelids, cheeks and then lips. The next thing Villain could feel was a pair of lips on theirs, Hero's lips, warm just the way they remembered, kissing them like it was the last time they would ever get to do it. Hero pulled away, looking into Villain's eyes and began muttering strings of "sorry, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry" and Villain wanted to keep staring at them but they just felt so tired.

They wanted to bring up their hand and wipe away those tears that had no business on their lover's face but their hand wouldn't move. They couldn't do anything.

"G-go and get yourself checked *cough cough* at a h-hospital okay?" Villain wheezed out, struck by another coughing fit.

And Hero just smiled, looking like the happiest person in the world which Villain scrunched their nose at because they were bleeding and this was no time to be happy.

" I will *wheeze*, I love you Villain, so so much." They burst into tears again.

"I l-love-

Villain closed their eyes.

Hero finally let themselves fall on their lover's bloody body- cold, lifeless, unmoving. They couldn't hear the heartbeats that they fell asleep to every night anymore. They knew that they themselves were beyond saving, and so they cried and wailed, wanting to spend the last moments of their life grieving- grieving for the only person who loved them and saw them for who they really were, not just as a hero.

"You kept worrying about me till your last breath huh? You were always too good for me Villain, you loved me too well, too much."

"Maybe if you didn't love me, you would still be alive."

Tears mingled with blood as Hero's warm hands found Villain's cold ones, interlacing their fingers together.

"So this is what they mean by being together until your last breath huh? I never really thought that it would happen to me because love just seemed like too good of a dream to be true."

Hero smiled, heart feeling full because they knew that they had the best lover that they could have ever asked for. And everything that had happened between them was true in every way.

"At least now, we don't have to see each other bleeding out and fighting to stay alive."

T-T

hero and villain really just wanna live life / but no, I had to go and make it angsty / I swear though, this was not how it played out in my head/ why do I do this to myself- /me playing with the word lover because it sounds so good / also let me know if you guys want an alternative HAPPY end for these two in the comments/ if you're okay with this, that's cool too.