Jason Keeps Him Humble

commissioned by @re-bi-vebur

what is a glasgow kiss even anyway ?

fuck

Twitter really liked this one so have a doggy

A Breather

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ASKING YOURSELF?

I don't have a name for him yet, but I had a dream where I was like some sort of experiment and I could glow and shit, but I had to draw him cause I thought it was cool

When the tiny friend you just met is more anxious than you

Sick, Delirious Hero

“Lemme go!” Hero slurred, “your restraints can’t hold me forever!”

Villain pinched the bridge of their nose. The “restraints” Hero was referring to were a couple of soft, plush blankets tucked tightly around their shivering body. Hero was currently laying in Villain’s bed, and they were as sick as a dog. Villain put a hand to Hero’s forehead. Still feverish. That might explain the delirium.

“Hero, I haven’t captured you,” Villain said, “you’re at my base because you’re sick and no one was taking care of you, remember?”

“Lies!” Hero yelled hoarsely, “I’ll have you behind bars when I get out of this!”

“I’m sure you will,” Villain sighed, “but until then, how about you take some medicine for me, yeah?”

Villain sat Hero up against the pillows and poured some medicine onto a spoon.

“Open up,” Villain said.

“I’m not going to let you poison me!” Hero said weakly, “I- mmph!”

Villain shoved the spoon into Hero’s mouth.

“Good, now swallow,” Villain said.

“Mm-mm!” Hero shook their head vigorously.

“Hero, if you don’t swallow the medicine, I’ll… I’ll kidnap someone for ransom!”

Hero’s eyes widened. After a couple of seconds, they swallowed the medicine.

“Your poison tastes terrible,” Hero said.

“Medicine, Hero,” Villain corrected, “I need that fever of yours to break, now try to get some sleep.”

Villain laid Hero back down in the bed. Hero’s eyes remained stubbornly open.

“Hero.”

Hero glared up at Villain. Villain struggled to stay calm. How long was this delirium going to last? Villain absent-mindedly ran a hand through Hero’s hair while they tried to think. Was drugging them an option? Villain could always crush up some sleeping pills and slip them in some tea, but then again, it was a fight just to get Hero to take their medicine. Maybe a round of hypnosis? No, that probably wouldn’t work either.

“Hhng,” Hero whined.

Startled, Villain looked down at Hero.

“What’s wrong?”

“Don’ wanna sleep,” Hero yawned, “you can’t… make me.”

Something glinted in Villain’s eyes as realization hit them. They continued to card their hand through Hero’s hair, their touch feather-light.

“S-stop it,” Hero said, their voice barely audible and their eyes blinking heavily.

“Oh, I don’t think I will,” Villain whispered, “you need to sleep. I wonder what would happen if I just…”

Villain started to lightly massage Hero’s scalp, giving them gentle scratches all the way to the nape of their neck. Hero fought to keep their eyes open, but they shortly fluttered closed. Hero’s breathing became deep and even; they were fast asleep. Villain smiled. They leaned down and kissed Hero’s forehead lightly, careful not to wake them. They petted Hero’s hair for a few more minutes until they quietly got up and left the room. Hopefully, Hero would be more lucid when they woke up.

part 2