This is brilliant omg thank you so much 🥺❤
part one here part two here
dedicated to & requested by @akawrites000
The villain curled her hand around the hero’s, warm and gentle, and guided her up the stairs. The villain’s room dominated the entirety of the upper floor. The villain’s room, in turn, was dominated mostly by plants.Â
Sunflowers, rosemary, sage, roses, basil, lavender, yarrow, mint, chamomile. Others that the hero couldn’t name. The roof had been replaced with glass; it was still framed by wood, so it appeared uniform from the front, but it was a beauty from the inside. The rain drummed against it and the water ran like a river down the windowpanes. Besides the plants, there was a fireplace against one wall, a bookshelf next to it, a wardrobe, and a four-poster bed tucked away in the corner. The hero sighed, the beat of the rain filling her ears, the intoxicating scent of every plant swarming her senses. It smelled nice.Â
It smelled like the villain.
The villain swung the doors of the wardrobe open and pulled out a pyjama set.Â
“You can’t possibly go to sleep in wet clothes,” she said. “Here.”Â
The hero flushed, thankful that the lights were all off save for the flickering flames of the fireplace as she turned to the wall and shucked off her wet clothing, replacing it with the clean pyjamas. The villain hung them in front of the fireplace. Her hair was messy, but there was nothing to be done about that—that is, until the villain seated her on the bed and moved behind her, sitting a little higher, one hand on the hero’s shoulders and running a brush through her hair with the other. Stroke after stroke, falling into an even rhythm with the rain. The hero sighed and leaned into the villain.Â
This feels safe. Like a home should be.
She felt safer when the villain put the brush away and tugged her down to the pillows, arms sliding around her waist and the villain’s head against the crook of her neck.Â
“Goodnight, hero.”Â
No more running.Â
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Hello! Im sorry for the late reply, but as alwsys thank you and here's a 🌸 for you :)
"You know," Villain mused, "You're definitely the kind of person I want to spend my 3am(s) with."
Hero plopped down comfortably next to them and turned to face them, a smirk dancing on their lips, " is that your idea of a confession?"
Villain was now a blushing mess, trying to hide their rapidly reddening cheeks with a scarred hand. Hero was quick though, and grabbed the same hand, slowly bringing it towards their lips and the whole time, Villain's heart threatened to jump out of their chest.
Hero waited for a chaste moment, staring into Villain's eyes as they kissed along the scars on their palm- gentle, dedicated, firm. Villain felt like fainting under their touch.
"If you didn't already notice my dear Villain," Hero mocked playfully, "we've been doing that almost every night now- staying awake at ungodly hours that is." Their eyes gestured down to their wristwatch for a tiny moment to further emphasize their point.
Villain rolled their eyes, already used to Hero's smart mouth and they can't seem to decide for the life of them, whether to shut that mouth up or let them ramble, because they loved both and -
"Woah woah, I can literally see you running inside your head. Calm down." Hero tried, terribly amused by Villain's reactions.
Villain decided on the first option as they pulled Hero flush to their chest, taking all the breath out of them as their lips finally met. Hero didn't miss a beat, deepening the kiss the next instant.
And when they broke apart, eyes glazed, hand in hand and chest heaving, Villain was the personification of a tomato and for once, Hero faltered for words, tracing their lips with their index finger as if reliving the kiss.
Hero looked at Villain with a passion that made them weak.
"Wanna try that again?"
Villain met Hero halfway- they had always found it difficult to deny Hero and they didn't think that was ever going to change.
Just hero and villain having a good time/ this ended up being sweet and kind sexy somehow? /still very much adorable.
me as a writer: Oh no I can’t write that, somebody else already has
me as a reader: hell yes give me all the fics about this one scenario. The more the merrier
List 5 things that make you happy and send this to the last 10 people who liked/reblogged something from you. Get to know your followers and mutuals!
Thank you for asking me this (and sorry for the late reply!)
- Thai shows have been keeping me happy and I'm in love with them. Always have been.
- Japanese shows / animes are a permanent favourite too!
- I really love it when I find new songs / musicians to fall in love with :)
- Writing and the whole process of it <333
- Getting inspired by something enough to write about it
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Thank you again, anon! Hope you have a nice day 🌸
I'm sorry this took way too long, but thank you for the tag @snakinmywaydowntown <3
This is a bit too hard for my real name Varsha, so I'm just going to go with aka^^
A- Adore you by Harry Styles
K- Kotoba by Katou Izumi
A- All alone with you by EGOIST
Tagging @nightfrostshadow @gayacademicwriter @great-day-today @larinzz @sunflower1000 @digitalart-dwa
rules: spell out your name with song titles from your playlist, then tag as many people as you want <3
C - Cheese by stray kids
H - Happy death day by xdinary heroes
A - A match into water by pierce the veil
R - Road not taken by stray kids
L - (90s) Love by NCT U
I - I got it by Han (stray kids)
E - Eleven by IVE or Ex by skz (i couldn't choose lmao)
@its-afucking-mess @bloomette @skiesfur @420frogsimp69 @dissociated-and-tired feel free to do it if you wish to <3
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​
CUTE🥺💖
“For the third time, I don’t want to hurt you. I love you.” The villain had not expected this reaction to their declaration of love.
The hero squinted. “But… you’re a villain.”
“Well spotted.”
“And… you love me?”
“Yes!” Finally, they were getting somewhere.
The hero scratched their head. “I don’t understand.”
Definitely a trope I haven't read before and I'm loving it:)
Hi! Just started reading your stuff! I love a bunch of it! Could you pretty please maybe do something with Villain kidnapping the Hero's sidekick then calling Child Protective Services when they realize how traumatized their hostage is from the Hero's own "training?"
Villain hauled the small, quivering form out of the car trunk, dragging Hero’s sidekick into their headquarters.Â
“Quit struggling,” they snarled. Sidekick didn’t stop, but Villain expected it.Â
“I’m not going to talk,” Sidekick spat. “You can’t make me. Whatever you do, you can’t make me talk.”
Villain shoved them into a chair, chaining their wrists and ankles. “Oh, I think you will.”
They thrashed, but stilled the moment Villain placed a hand on their shoulder.
 “Anything you do,” Sidekick whispered, “I’ve gone through worse. There’s nothing you can do to me that I’m afraid of.”
That made Villain pause, but they turned to the back table, rummaging through their bottles for a vaccine they could threaten Sidekick with as a “truth serum”. Maybe they’d call it a painful illness, some fatal disease.Â
Torturing kids wasn’t their business. They’d settle for some harmless intimidation. A quiet threat. And dumped on Hero’s doorstep later without a scratch on them.Â
“Well now,” Villain said, “how often do you get kidnapped? I thought I was the biggest bad in town, but it seems someone else is occupying your time.”
“As if,” Sidekick scoffed, “I don’t get caught by people.”
“Except me.”Â
“...Except you.”Â
Villain turned, a needle in their hands. They walked over to Sidekick, not missing the way they shuddered and steeled their expression. “If I’m the only one who’s had you,” they murmured, “then what makes you think you’re prepared for me?”Â
Sidekick stiffened, eyes going wide. They swallowed hard.
Bingo.Â
“I think you’ll find it’s not smart to lie to me,” Villain said. “And you should avoid it in future.”
Sidekick’s head jerked up. “I didn’t lie! I’m prepared! Pain doesn’t scare me! I can break out of a coffin and dig myself out of a grave, I can withstand burning, waterboarding, knives, acid- you don’t scare me.” Their fists were clenched, shaking. “You don’t scare me.”
Now that didn’t make any sense. “Then I’m sure we can get along,” Villain said. “I won’t need to do a thing to you so long as you start talking.”
The teenager in the chair set their jaw, staring ahead resolutely. “I’m prepared for anything.”
That word again… prepared. It didn’t make any sense.Â
Villain cut the shoulder off Sidekick’s shirt. They didn’t need anything getting in the way of the injection, if it were to go that far.Â
Then they saw the scars.Â
Rows and rows of circles, all burned deep into Sidekick’s arm. They were all the same faded shade, occasionally disrupted by another scar criss-crossing them.Â
“What…” their stomach turned. “What the hell is this?”Â
Sidekick glared at them. “What do you think?” they spat. “You don’t scare me.”
Villain stared at their arm, abandoning the needle to the side. “How many more are there? How- who- this wasn’t me. I don’t do this, I would never do this to a kid.”
“What’s it to you?”
“Who. Was. It.”Â
“Why do you care?”
“Tell me. Now.” Villain took hold of their chin. “Or I’ll make you, and I don’t think you’re prepared for a truth serum.”
Sidekick hesitated, and shook their head slightly. “H-Hero wants me to be prepared.”
Oh god. Hero did this. To a child.Â
“Okay,” Villain said, taking a deep breath. “Okay. Are you comfortable?”Â
“What, are you suddenly concerned with how your prisoner is doing?” Sidekick’s voice caught..Â
“I need to make a few calls. It might be a while, so get comfortable.” Villain check their restraints again, gaze lingering on Sidekick’s arm for a few seconds too long. “You’re not going back to Hero.”
Sidekick sat, thoroughly befuddled by the sudden fiery protectiveness in Villain’s eyes.
Tis the 19th again…
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Yes it is, am I missing something here? 🤔🌸
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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