Villain had never seen Hero look so crestfallen before, and if their chest already didn't hurt from running like a mad person and jumping over rooftops to get to Hero, it definitely did hurt now. It hurt like hell.
Villain wanted to say something, anything, and if only Hero looked up at their face instead of staring at the cold stone floor, they would have seen how desperate Villain was to make them believe that they meant it... that they meant every word when they said that they would help Hero.
"Hero... I, I really did mean it when I said that I'd come."
Hero finally looked up at them, just as Villain had wished, but all Villain was shown were soulless eyes and lips in a thin line. Be careful what you wish for ran around in a loop inside Villain's head.
"Then why?" Hero asked and Villain could hear the unsaid words hanging heavily in the air.
Then why didn't you come?
The truth was, Villain was being obstructed by Supervillain's henchmen and fighting all of them off alone proved to be a difficult task. If this was just a normal fight, Villain wouldn't have minded getting themselves hurt, but no, there was nothing normal about this, they had a far more important job to do (to protect the Hero), so they had to be in top shape .
Villain sighed, their mind having figured out whom they had to protect the Hero from. Villain was scared, and maybe more hopeless about this situation than Hero was currently, but no one had to know that.
Protecting hero was much more important than their own fear of the Supervillain.
They offered Hero a hand, eyes soft.
"Come on Hero, get up. I'm here now, and I'm planning to keep my promise."
I'll definitely keep it this time .
“I kept waiting for you, Villain, and you never came,” Hero whispered, head down. “But, it’s too late,” Hero laughed to themselves, feeling their heart begin to race. “I’m as good as dead now,”
thank you so much for the tag! @distant-screaming <3 I've been procrastinating on this but I finally managed to make one :) it's a cute idea!
how it works: you can leave messages on the tree for your friend/s and you can make your own tree too - the messages will be opened on Christmas day! (just click the link to get started!)
tagging: @gayacademicwriter @childofthenight2035 @rafedane @nightfrostshadow @creweemmaeec11 @larinzz and anyone else who'd like to give it a try :)
Hi! Do you have link for Needy part 1? I really like the second part and i can’t find the first
Hi dear Anon! Yes I do, let me paste the link for you here :
Thank you so much for reaching out and asking!! It makes me very happy to know that you enjoyed reading it, thank you <3 And I'm really sorry that my account is probably a mess to navigate through, I've been meaning to make a masterlist but uh, life has been pretty turbulent. I'll hopefully get around to making one soon. But for now please enjoy, and if you need a link to any other story, feel free to reach out to me anytime !
We need more of this 🥺
Villain, lifting up their mask: So-
Hero: *screams*
Villain: Um...
Hero: You- you're..
Villain: What?!
Hero: Beautiful.
Where the Hero is a greenie and meets with the famous Villain around town through a flurry of fists and curses. They have a rosy outlook on everything and it drives the Villain nuts.
"Heroes are such needy things," the Villain sneered, their dagger a breath away from the Hero's trembling throat.
"G-get away from me!" , the Hero attempted to push the Villain away, but they just couldn't muster the strength in their limbs anymore- their fight had stretched for far too long and the Hero has been running on a mere three hours of sleep for the entire week.
" Really such needy, needy things..." the Villain continued their taunts- taunts which the Hero would have blatantly ignored if they were in a better state of mind- but that they weren't.
The Hero shivered under the Villain's intense gaze, torn by the curiosity to know what they had meant and their moral compass which told them to steer clear from any words that fell out of a Villain's mouth. So the Hero decided to do something that didn't require too much energy- they had seen this happen in movies before (and they hoped desperately, that it applied to this situation)- they stared into the Villain's amber eyes.
The Villain stopped their taunting for a moment, meeting the Hero's stern gaze. "What's wrong? Is my favourite Hero tongue-tied?"
This voice laced with sarcasm, the Hero didn't want to believe that anything it said was true, but he really wanted to know- were heroes really needy creatures? If so, what exactly made them needy?
The Hero realised that they weren't supposed to go into an inner epiphany with a dagger pressed to their throat, but they were just unbelievably curious.
Curiosity kills the cat- they guessed that curiosity could kill heroes too.
Sucking in a sharp breath and relishing the feeling of oxygen, well aware that this might be the last breath of air that they could taste, the Hero made their decision-
"Explain what that means Villain."
The Villain smirked so wide, the Hero thought that their cheeks would split. "Quite the curious Hero aren't you?" , they said, abandoning their dagger, sheathing the metal object back into it's scabbard.
The Hero was perplexed, "what are you- AAGH!", they gasped as the Villain's long fingers wound around their throat, promptly cutting off their air supply . The Villain leaned in closer, just enough to hear the angry rasps that fell out of the Hero's abused throat, their eyes glaring down darkly at them.
"If you thought that I would give you the answer just because you asked me to, you have a long way to go greenie."
Black spots marred the Hero's vision and they could feel their eyelids become heavier by the second. But even on the edge of losing consciousness, the Hero couldn't help but think that the Villain's fingers were gentle in their own way- they weren't crushing their windpipe mercilessly in one go, but instead pressing down on it gently, slowly, like someone who preferred suffocating someone with a pillow rather than stabbing them with a dagger.
Or maybe I'm just finally losing my mind- the Hero thought, and reading way too many hero/villain fanfics.
The last ember of strength finally died and the Hero closed their eyes.
this was meant to be a prompt, but ended up turning into a snippet/i have no regrets/the hero is a hopeless romantic/villain has no clue what's happening in that little head of his nemesis/ part 2 will be up soon!
reblog and put in the tags what your favorite fictional characters have in common
I am going to cry, this is so sweet 🥺🫂
right back at you my friend!! thank you for reading my stuff, even if you don't really follow the fandom - I appreciate that so so much <333
Shout-out to fan-fiction writers who don’t or can’t write the 50k fan-fictions, because of a lack of focus or motivation, or mental illness.
Shout-out to fan-fiction writers who don’t or can’t write smut, but are still lumped into a group that is almost expected to write smut.
Shout-out to fan-fiction writers who can’t update chapters frequently for maybe a multitude of reasons, and get messages daily from people asking for “their” new chapter.
Shout-out to fan-fiction writers who aren’t big name fans and hardly get ten kudos or one comment on their fan-fictions.
Shout-out to fan-fiction writers who stay up all night editing and rewriting and don’t get much attention on their work no matter how much they feel like they promote their writing.
Shout-out to fan-fiction writers who don’t write a lot and are constantly asked to write more but can’t for whatever valid reason they have.
Shout-out to fan-fiction writers who have the courage to post their writing online and only have it publicly made fun of for grammar or poor characterization.
Shout-out to fan-fiction writers for writing their fan-fiction, posting it online, and continuing to do it no matter how much or little attention they get, and constantly improving as a writer with every upload.
You all rock.
Scenario: The Hero and Villain have been dating for a few months but suddenly the Villain starts being more distant, and it drives the Hero crazy with worry and self-doubt.
The Hero pulls out their phone and opens the Villain's chat-
H: Hey
H: Are you even alive?
H: It's been a week since I last heard from you
H: Are you mad at me? Was it something I did?
H: Please tell me
H: One minute you want to talk and the next minute you don't
H: What is it that you want from me?
H: Talk to me because I just don't understand.
Please.
texting prompts and dialogue prompts because I want to work on my dialogue skills-which are really bad T-T / as usual please tag me when you use it so that I can read your posts!
Thank you so much for the tag @amethystpath-writes ❤❤❤
Gender: she/her
Star sign: Libra
Height: 5' something, I don't check that often because I know I'm not going to grow anymore *cries* anyways-
Time currently: 10:43 am
Birthday: October 5th
Favorite bands/groups: It's really more about the songs for me so I don't think I have all time fav bands because they just keep changing lol. I'll list a few anyways (most of these will be Japanese because I love Japanese songs ^^)- One D, Centimillimental, Blue Encount, Burnout Syndromes, Luck Life, One Ok Rock
Favorite solo artists: Conan Gray, Shawn Mendes, Kenshi Yonezu, Hayashi Yuki, Taichi Mukai , Lewis Capaldi
Last show you binged: I kinda binge every show that I watch haha and the last one was Natsume Yuujinchou
When did you create your blog: Jan 23rd, 2021
Last thing you googled: I think I searched for the number of episodes a particular Thai drama has
Why I chose my url: I'm sure you guys have figured out by now, but I love anything Japanese so really the first requirement I had to meet for myself is that there should be something Japanese in it xD The more specific reason would be that I wanted my username to remind me of my fav anime characters and I noticed that a lot of them have something red in common, so aka actually means "red". It also sounds similar to 'Red Riot'- one of my fav characters from My Hero Academia^^
How many people are you following: 24
How many followers do you have: 62
Average hours of sleep: 7-8 hours
Lucky number: I have no idea actually
Instruments: I don't know how to play anything properly, but I do like the drums. Singing is more of my forte
Favorite food: Dosa
Favorite song: I have to choose one? Lol, okay, let's see... Fuyu no hanashi (I've listened to this on a loop)
Dream trip: Japan, Netherlands, any place that's not heavily populated really.
What I am currently wearing: Plain old pajamas
Dream job: Voice actor, manga editor, I would literally do anything related to making stories or anime, so writing about that is the closest I can get:)
Nationality: Indian
Wow, these questions are really well made to know someone! So let me tag those who haven't already been tagged yet-
@larinzz @myvillainmyhero @thegayhydra @sunflower1000 @why-am-i-on-this-website-anyway @great-day-today
interview tag ! ✨
the rules are to answer questions and tag some blogs you are contractually obligated to know better :)
tagged by @stardustcityhag
gender: she/her
star sign: Taurus
height: 5'3″
time currently: 9:16 PM
birthday: May 17th
favourite band/group(s): Fleetwood Mac, Angus and Julia Stone, Smoke Trees, The Wailin’ Jennys, Tegan and Sara, The Weepies, Heart, The B52s, I could go on and on I’m a total audiophile
favourite solo artist(s): Dolly Parton, Stevie Nicks, City Girl, Renee Fleming, Joyce DiDonato, Susan Graham, Billie Eilish, Ingrid Michaelson, Kacey Musgraves, etc (see above L O L)
last show you binged: Letterkenny! “you’re spare parts, aren’t ya bud?”
when you created your blog: this one I started in last year during quarantine because I had been off Tumblr for quite some time due to life things but now I have aaaaall the time in the world UGH
last thing you googled: cars, I need a new one because I’ve beat my poor old Honda to death
why i chose my URL: Janeway is BAE, duh
how many people are you following: wouldn’t you like to know ;)
how many followers do you have: don’t know, not that invested in it really, this is all just star trek screaming into the void and I’m happy if literally even one person responds ahahaha
average hours of sleep: at least 7 or 8. this bitch gotta sleep, yo.
lucky number: 4 because it’s such a lovely, even number
instruments: I play a real mediocre ukulele and I used to be a classically trained singer but if you don’t use it ya lose it apparently
favourite food: sushiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii and also my grandma’s fried catfish and hush puppies
favourite song: at present I can’t get enough of Jenny by Studio Killers, check it out ;)
dream trip: Scotland and Ireland, go see the ancestral homelands
what i am currently wearing: long sleeve t-shirt of my brother’s old college soccer team and some hella expensive (but like. the Most Comfy) yoga pants from Balance Athletica (I will sing their praises til the end of time, y’all go check them out)
dream job: idk man, I keep thinking about going back to school for like. woodworking/carpentry or some shit. I really just wanna make stuff with my hands.
nationality: American
tagging @blackcat2016, @captaincarriekathryncoffee, @setyourphaserstoslutty, @queenology, @mylittleredgirl, and @miralparis but y’all are totally not obligated :*
also anyone else who wants to join!
Soft soft soft-
hi! I love your work! I'm not sure if this is where I can request stuff, but would you be willing to write a scene of a teen villain (who had always thought the hero was well cared for and worshipped at home) finding out the teen hero is being abused? and something inside them just snaps and they confront hero about it, wanting to help them? if not that's okay haha. hope you're having a good day!
The fight between Hero and Villain started off just as any old fight.
Villain smiled triumphantly as their fist connected with Hero’s jaw, sending them sprawling into the brick wall behind them.
“C’mon now,” Villain said, thrusting a hand out and catching Hero’s throat, pinning them down as they squeezed. “Surely the wonderfully cared for and worshipped Hero can’t be losing to me after a ten minute battle. Are mommy and daddy spoiling you with luxurious food and making you sluggish?”
Hero glared at them, clawing weakly at their hold. “Shut up,” they choked out.
Villain snorted, dangling them for a moment more before dropping them and kicking them hard in the stomach. “Are you getting all the love you ever wanted? Is everyone in the household happy that you’re saving the world over and over and over again?” They slammed their boot into their side. “You’ve gotten cocky, Hero.”
They waited for Hero to get up, to spit nasty retorts in their face, to pounce on them and prove them wrong.
But Hero didn’t even look up.
“What, feeling a little blue?” Villain sneered. “You—,”
“Stop.” Hero’s voice was quiet, low.
Villain barked a laugh. “Stop? If you want me to stop, you have to actually beat me, Hero.”
Hero winced. Actually winced. “Please,” they rasped. “Please stop. Please.”
Villain blinked, reached down to grab the back of Hero’s shirt and yank them up, noticed how when their fingers brushed their skin they flinched back with a sharp inhale.
“What happened to you?” Villain snarked, pulling their hand back. “This better not be a fucking trap or something.”
Hero shifted uncomfortably, and Villain saw the tips of thick, red lines poking out from the top of their shirt.
What the hell?
“Take off your shirt.”
“W-what?”
“Take it off.”
Hero hesitated, then pulled the tattered fabric over their head to reveal angry whip marks etched across their back, some of them reopened no doubt from their fight. Their ribs were clearly visible through their skin, and Villain now noticed just how pale they were.
“Who did it?”
“Like you care.”
When Villain didn’t say anything, Hero sighed, clenching their fists. “...My dad. But I’m fine,” they added.
Villain couldn’t hide their surprise. “No, no you’re not. You look like shit.” Hero opened their mouth to retort, but Villain cut them off. “You’re coming with me.”
“Hell no. You don’t give a fuck about me,” Hero spat harshly. “All you ever talk about is the fact that I have the most perfect life ever and—,”
Villain grabbed their arm and yanked them up with a little too much force, eliciting a yelp of pain.
“I don’t know what you want to hear from me, but I’m still taking you with me, whether you like it or not. I’m not letting you go back to your house.”
“Y-you can’t just do that!” Hero struggled, but eventually tapered off as the injuries on their back got the best of them.
“I can. And I will.” Villain hoisted them into a bridal carry, careful not the rouse their whip wounds. “Just rest. You can be all angry and shit later.”
Hero glowered at them for as long as they were awake, which wasn’t more than five minutes, but Villain still found it amusing.
“I’m sorry,” Villain whispered in Hero’s ear before they finally drifted off.
She/her / thank you for dropping by and I hope you have a lovely time here! / I also write fanfics on AO3 - Akane000 / requests, messages, credits and tags are very welcome! / please do not repost, thanks :) [cover img credits: sasmilledge@twitter]
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