Heii ! And OHMYGOODNESS thank you so much for writing the continuation its so so so so so good ! Especially love that part where qualities of hero and supervillain are described by villain such a contrast between the two I love itttt! Hope you have a lovely day and thanks againnnnnnn
Hello again 'Non! I'm really glad you liked it, and it was really fun to write!
YOU CANT JUST LEAVE US ON THST CLIFFHANGER, could I request a continuation on prompt 88?
Request #9 - part 1 - part 2
TW: implied murder, fighting, scars, near-death experience, wounds
Villain stumbled backwards, listening to the clumsy battering on the window. This was bad, this was very bad. This wasn't supposed to happen!
Hero was supposed to stay out of it and stay safe. They were supposed to move on with their life and never, ever try to go after their suddenly disappeared lover, not try to break into an apartment to save them! Even through the spiraled cracks, Villain could still make out the nasty scar that went across Hero's face, just an inch or so below their eyes. That had happened the last time they tried to protect the criminal, yet they came back again.
The door opened fully once more and Supervillain rushed in, freezing momentarily at the sight they found. Their gaze swept from the spilt coffee and stunned Villain to the hero still slamming their fists into the glass in an attempt to break through it - and all hell broke loose.
Supervillain's eyes turned furious, a terrifying fire lighting in the pools of their eyes. They dropped their bag from their shoulder and dashed forward, slamming their shoulder into the window. Villain startled backwards even more, blocking their face with an arm as they listened to the unpleasant noise of glass clattering across the floor.
Villain moved their arm away slowly as the sound cleared, watching in shocked silence as Supervillain launched themself into the air and tackled Hero. The two rivals began battling once again, throwing nasty blows and playing with fire in the air.
They stood frozen, unsure of what to do. They couldn't fly like the other two and they couldn't just run out the door while Supervillain's distracted and leave hero... Villain's hand moved on it's own, searching clumsily along the counter as they kept their eyes on the fight outside. With a strong grip, they grabbed the handle of a butcher knife in the knife block.
When Supervillain gave an incredibly strong and powered kick to Hero's middle, they were sent flying into the apartment, slamming into the wall opposite the now broken window head-first with a breathless noise. Gashes and bruises littered their face, and blood painted their knuckles. Their breath was turning heaved as they pressed a hand to their head, the same red coat on their fingers now on their palm. Villain barely batted a glance at the blood splatter on the wall before they rushed over, kneeling beside their lover with a worried hum.
Hero leaned into the familiar touch as Villain cupped their face, knife now abandoned beside them. They were smiling softly now, peering up at them with such a loving gaze despite how hard it was becoming to breath and the fuzzy feeling in the back of their skull. Villain hushed them softly as they opened their mouth to speak, tracing their thumbs lovingly over their scar and being careful of the other bruising and wounds.
"Villain, come here, sweetheart." Supervillain's tone was back to a terrifying gentleness, no healthy love in their petname. They waited near the frame of the window, unbothered by the broken glass beneath their boots. "Now."
The lower villain stiffened their shoulders, watching as Hero's eyes slipped shut and a fluttering sigh left their mouth, head falling limply in their hands. Slowly, Villain took their hands away from the hero's face, instead grabbing the knife beside them once more. Hero needed to stay alive, but Villain doubted the master criminal would give up on killing them after this.
Hero was not going to die if Villain had anything to say about it. They were done with Supervillain.
They relaxed their white-knuckle grip on the knife as they stood up, taking a steady breath to calm themself. They turned, moving to hide their hand behind their back as they slowly moved forward and into Supervillain's waiting arms.
Villain steadied their hands as they hooked their chin over Supervillain's shoulder, listening with a hidden anger as they spoke.
"There's my sweet Villain. I knew you would realize our relationship is so much more important than that stupid hero."
Heiii !! How are you ? Wanted to request a continuation for random prompt 88 if you want please
Request #8 - Part 1 Part 3
Hi, Anon! I'm doing good, I hope you are as well.
Villain listened to the gentle breathing beside them, focusing their gaze on the roof. They had given up nights ago on trying to imagine the master criminal beside them as someone else. As Hero. The two were too different, like the sun to the moon and fire to water.
Supervillain used to be so appealing, even without all the strings they had attached to people like puppets. At first, they were everything Villain had thought they had wanted. Bright, clingy, energetic, protective... But then the red flags started to wave.
Insane, manipulative, boisterous, possessive...
So, the criminal had fled to their one escape from Supervillain's constant watch: their work. It would be cheating, they'd insist when the bigger villain offered to help or just do the heist for them. So, they absorbed themself into the dangerous field, going into action whenever they got the chance to.
And they met Hero because of it, and slowly everything slid into place. The bond Villain lacked with Supervillain was suddenly there and everything felt so right and so much fun. Sneaking out at ungodly hours of the night became normal routine.
Hero was everything they needed. Calm, understanding, patient yet so adventurous and encouraging. They kept Villain's heart from shattering when things got too stressful, when they felt like they were being watched. Hero was a safety net and the person Villain wanted more than anything in the world, and the person who made them brave enough to leave Supervillain.
Safe, loving and just perfect.
Shaking their head, Villain rubbed the stinging feeling from their eyes as they slowly sat up, careful to not jostle the arm circled around their middle too much. With practice they slipped away from Supervillain's unwanted embrace, making their way out of the bedroom and into the living room.
The early morning sun draped the room and kitchenette in a warm glow, the sunrise barely visible from the huge windows covering most of the wall. The apartment was much too high up in Villain's opinion, but they knew why it was chosen. They wouldn't get down three floors before Supervillain caught them once more.
Villain strolled over get a better look at the view, trying to peer around the towering city buildings for a bigger glimpse at the sun. Instead, their eye caught something else; a familiar silhouette flying in the warm coloured sky. Quickly, they forced themself away from the glass, only making eye contact for a fleeting moment.
They were definitely in luck, as Supervillain walked out of the bedroom just as they moved to start the coffee machine. They really didn't need a lecture about loyalty and threats so early in the morning.
As soon as they had placed a cup under the machine, arms were laced tightly around Villain's waist and kisses were peppered across the back of their head. They forced their shoulders to not stiffen, uncomfortably leaning back against Supervillain's chest.
"Good morning, my love." The master criminal's voice in their ear sparks a sharp pang in their skull and they stare at the coffee machine with malice. The caffeine certainly wouldn't help them with the headache, but it would for keeping up energy to deal with the figure behind them all day.
Villain murmured something akin to a 'good morning', which Supervillain looked much too pleased at. A relieved sigh was nearly tempted out of the smaller criminal as their arms slipped away from them. Thank the stars Supervillain actually had work to do today. Pressing one last kiss to the side of Villain's face, they dismissed themself back into the bedroom to change before heading out of the apartment.
The sound of the door shutting calmed the rapid pace of Villain's heart, an exhausted breath leaving their lips as they slumped forward, mug of coffee now cradled tightly in their hands. The warmth on their palms was soothing and a distraction from the bitter cold left by Supervillain's affections.
And then there was the sound of shattering glass. A shattering window.
The coffee mug dropped from their now shaking grip, crashing against the marble counters. Villain stared at the large window and the web-like cracks now spiraling along the glass. All caused by one punch from one person.
The door clicked open once more. Another punch to the window, now more... panicked.
"If we get out of here alive, I'm so calling off the wedding!" The hero shouted, trying to keep pace with their partner and failing miserably.
"Shut up and keep running!" Villain replied snappily, slowing down to move Hero against their side and encourage them to keep a steady pace. "And it's your fault you got engaged to a criminal with a very long list of people after them!"
"You sent an entire team after me!" Villain shouted, whirling back around to glare at their former partner once more. "And you're asking why I'm mad? You nearly killed Hero to get to me!"
"Sweetheart, please, I'll really make sure they're dead if it means you stay here. With me." Supervillain grinned, not a trace of guilt or regret tracing the sharp features of their face as they stepped closer to place their hands softly on the smaller criminal's arms. Their manic smile only dimmed a little as Villain tried to pull away but their grip increased ten-fold.
"I'll kill every last hero in this city for you, for us. If that's what gets you to stay with me, then I'll do it." Supervillain's statement had Villain frozen, their arms somehow stiffening further in their bruising grip. They didn't want that, and the master criminal knew. It was either any hero who took a step towards their object of desire, or said person. Supervillain wasn't going to give them up unless they were dead, and maybe not even stop there.
As the silence continued, a chuckle bubbled from Supervillain's throat and they moved forward, littering Villain's face with soft kisses and moving their hands to cup their waist gently instead. Villain flinched at the switch of attention. They used to crave the soft affections, but that had been before they ran away. Before they found someone better who wasn't an infamous criminal who's much too possessive and controlling. They missed Hero already.
"You're crazy," Villain sneered, turning their head as the other leaned in to peck their lips. Supervillain merely gave an amused coo at the defiance.
Villain pressed the back of their hand to their nose, shock still painting their face. They eyed the splotches of blood left on their skin as they pulled their hand away, a laugh building in their throat.
The criminal turned their gaze to Hero once more, specifically their raised fists in a defensive stance and ready to strike again.
"You're kinda hot." Villain clicked their tongue, watching with glee as their new enemy's face flushed red.
"Superhero, kep your weird, creepy cupid thing out of my territory!" Supervillain shouted, throwing a stubborn Hero out of their arms and onto the nearest chair in the office.
Hero gave a protesting huff before they moved themself to lay comfortable over the chair, legs hooking over one of the arms. Adjusting their hair with a hand, they went back to eyeing Supervillain with a disgustingly lovely gaze.
"It's fine. They're not causing any trouble. They just want to be around you." Superhero gestured towards Hero's general direction with a flourish, their head nod raising to meet their arch-nemesis' eyes. "They adore you."
Supervillain grimaced at the reminder, eyes scrunching up with visual distaste as they scanned their so-called admirer. Hero wore a fond look, batting their eyes and keeping a trusting smile on their lips. They were always so relaxed near the master criminal, so gullible and oblivious to just how much power the other had at their fingertips.
"Whatever," Supervillain spat as they turned to leave. "I don't care how much of a 'fan' they are. Just keep them away from me!"
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Superhero did no such thing.
Like usual, Hero appeared to bother Supervillain at their base the next day, somehow finding another entrance that had yet to be found or sealed. They nestled themself into the criminal's chair in their office, getting comfy as they waited for their favourite person to get back from their latest heist.
"Why can't I help?" Civilian huffed, crossing their arms as they tried to move into a more intimidating stance.
"Because I can't let you get hurt," Villain stated with no room for argument in their tone, moving to cup their partner's face and press a kiss on their forehead.
"Just go away! I don't want to see you ever again!" The hero shouted, whipping around and glaring at Villain with a passionate hatred they had never seen on their enemy's face before. The usual fond warmth Hero had when they looked at the criminal was replaced with a relentless fire that made Villain look away, afraid to be burnt further.
"Hero, please, it wasn't me-" Villain tried to explain, their words cut off by the hero's much louder, angrier ones. Their heart broke as they listened, watching hot tears fill the corner of their eyes as they yelled.
"Then who was it, Villain? Who else would know where we meet every last weekend of every month?" Hero's hands moved furiously in the air. "Who else would know of all of my fears? My weak-spots? Exactly how to hit me where it hurts the most?"
Villain paused, eyes searching for anything but the flames in Hero's eyes. They didn't know. They truly didn't.
After a moment of silence, a scoff left the hero's lips and they turned with a hiccupping breath, fists clenched at their sides. Villain moved quickly with a sudden rush of adrenaline, gently grasping one of their lover's hands in their own.
"Don't touch me." Hero hissed, yanking their hand away, tears now freely falling down their face. They set into a jog, leaving a heartbroken villain behind them.
Can you continue prompt 71??? It’s my favorite so far!!
Request #6 - Part 1
Hero glared at Villain, dropping their arm and crossing their own across their chest, moving backwards. "This is so unfair! Why won't you just tell me?" They questioned, still moving backwards until they felt a leave of a fern brush their back.
No answer came from Villain besides a low chuckle and shake of their head, moving to adjust a detail on their outfit. Previous fear and shock abandoned, the hero threw up their arms in dramatic exasperation, taking another step backwards as they prepared a snappy comment.
And their foot hit something and they were suddenly toppling backwards into the overgrowth.
The cause of their fall moved and Hero scrambled to prop themself up using their hands, blinking rapidly as they tried to decipher what was in front of them. A human face with rather pretty reptilian eyes, a human torso and arms littered with scales in multiple shades of green and a bottom half of a huge snake. The hero froze as they locked gazes with whatever the thing was, their heart stopping for a moment before beating rapidly in their chest.
Supervillain stayed still for a moment, assessing Hero's face, which was getting worriedly paler by the second. Slowly, they slithered forward at a slow pace until they were in reach to cup the other's face in a scaled hand, gently tilting their head to check for any wounds. They took a rather nasty fall, after all.
The half-snake criminal let out a startled, worried hiss as Hero suddenly fell forward, their eyelids slipping shut quickly. Had they just passed out? Out of fear?
Supervillain tensed their shoulders, a bit upset with themself that they hadn't even spoken a single word yet scared them half to death. A bellowing laugh sounded from outside the overgrown plants and the master criminal curled their lip in a show of long fangs. Carefully, they moved Hero into their arms before slithering out.
Maybe it was best for Villain to introduce them to Hero when they woke up.
"What do you want this time, Supervillain?" Deity sighs, swirling the wine around in their glass with gentle movements of their wrist. They were draped elegantly over the white marble of their throne, robes flowing around them.
"Am I not able to worship you anymore, my dearest god(dess)?" The master criminal replies, their serpentine gaze trailing over the ethereal being in front of them. They suppressed a shiver at the sudden burst of power from Deity's direction as they spoke, reminding them of just how easily they could crush Supervillain like a bug under their heel.
"The last time you made that excuse to see me," The pause between Deity's words made them ring even more threatening in Supervillain's ears as they stood, taking their time to reach the bottom of the marble steps. "You had stolen from me."
"I care not for the gold and the amulet and the priceless magic relics that you thought you had smuggled flawlessly," The deity continued, their power increasing tenfold as they took Supervillain by the chin, pulling them forward. "But my heart? That is something no mortal should have."
"Then perhaps you should make me immortal."
Deity blinked at Supervillain's words, slowly scanning the scalding heat within their eyes. The flame they had wished to distinguish so many years ago remained, burning bright with challenge more than ever.
They scoffed, dropping Supervillain's chin from their hand and instead turning with a flourish to stalk up back to their pedastal.
"Convince me. Tell me why I should give such a prideful, dangerous and selfish being the chance to die over and over again without consequence."
"Because you love me, that's why. You would hate to see the moment I finally meet my end... Wouldn't you?"
Hi! Do you have any otp prompts, where one of the charachters is asexuel and the other one is not?
Request #5
Person B unknowingly flirts with stranger Person A. A eventually snaps at them and explains, to which B apologizes profusely and asks to buy them lunch to start off as friends.
Person A taking care of themself and their wants/needs, but respecting Person B at all times. They can take care of themself by themself.
QPP Person A and Person B out on a walk. Stranger starts hitting on Person B, and Person A quickly gets them to be on their way with a few choice words.
QPP having to explain to prying parents/grandparents that they don't want to have biological children the 'classic' way, or that they want to adopt.
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