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"What's your favourite animal?"
"Penguins." The hero responded automatically. They had stopped pulling against the ropes an hour ago. "Why are you asking me all these questions again?"
"Um..." The villain's eyes flicked to the description of the questionnaire promising a '90% chance of falling in love upon completion by both parties.' "... for evil purposes."
"Any last questions?" Villain snickered, raising their energy draining gun and pointing it towards the hero.
The villain's lips curved into a dark, twisted smirk as they stepped towards the hero, making sure their aim was pointed right at the hero's head. Just one click, and the hero would be drained of every single drop of their energy, and they would be nothing but a lifeless body.
"Yeah" hero nonchalantly answered, gripping their own chin between their fingers in a skeptical way. "Will you marry me?"
Villain ff center and point around 2 feet away from the hero's head. "Wait–really?" villain gasped out.
"No bitch" hero laughed before throwing down their gas bomb and running away before the villain could find them.
Villain got hurt a while ago and was cared for by Hero. They swore never, ever to fight or harm Hero again.
But they didn't necessarily vow to not hurt Sidekick or a city full of innocent people.
Villain x hero writing Prompt- The villain pretends to be the hero's new therapist to try to get inside their head and find their weaknesses. However once they hear everything they start to feel bad for hero and try helping them.
[Villain] looked over the notes they had taken from their last session with [Hero]. They had more than enough to ruin [Hero]. Yet, that hollow feeling in their stomach grew more intense as they thought of using their discoveries against them.
Before, they thought of [Hero] as a monolith, a wall of righteousness and courage, and unstoppable force. That's why they had jumped at the chance when they heard [Hero] was shopping for a therapist. It was a golden opportunity, discover all of [Hero]'s flaws and weaknesses and sell the information to the highest bidder. Yet now that they had it...
[Villain] let out a shaky breath, letting their headrest in their hands as they slowly began to realize the mess they were in. [Hero] had become a person to them, one with problems and desires, one that made [Villain] feel sick attempting to take advantage of when they had already been taken advantage of so much.
They wanted to help [Hero], but as they heard their phone buzz, their heart filled with dread. They looked at the screen, their heart sinking.
"I hope you have something good for me." texted [Super Villain].
[Villain] grimaced, the hole they had dug only sinking deeper around them.
julethief extra following up after this post .. because.. im feeling .. soft.…
Hero walked into the department store a few hours after it had closed for the day, looking around at the many shelves. “Villain? I know you’re here!” They adjusted their glasses, held together by duct tape after their last fight with Villain.
“Oh, Hero! Excellent timing! I’m so sorry about yesterday, so I decided to get you all the glasses money could buy- I mean steal. Money could steal? I mean-“
“Other people need the glasses too, Villain. And I’d need to get the right prescription.”
“Oh... should I put them back?”
“Why’re you asking me?! Ooh, those ones look pretty...” They grabbed a pair of fancy looking glasses, then forced a stern expression. “But this doesn’t mean I condone stealing.”
Villain smiled. “Of course not.”
Villain's who are all tough around people but turn soft when they're with that person.
Villain's lips were pulled back into a heavy snarl, his eyes a dark abyss of anger as he stared down at the person in front of them.
"Move" villain ordered, his voice nothing less of a growl that a wolf would do before attacking it's enemy.
"S-sir?" the civilian in front of him stuttered, wondering why villain came into the coffee shop at 9 am and was demanding civilian to move.
Villain's fingers found the material of civilian's collar, bunching the clothing up in his fist as villain leaned down so the two of them were eye to eye. "Fucking move right now or else–"
"Villain?" A soft voice called out.
Villain's cheeks instantly flushed over with red as he threw down the civilian in his hands, turning to hero.
"O-oh hi, hero." Villain stuttered, toying with the button of his jacket.
"Were you. . .were you just threatening that civilian?"
"Of course not–"
“It must be beautiful when you see the sky span out in front of you when you fly,” the civilian said, their eyes wide with wonder and awe.
The hero smiled. “It is. Would you like to see?”