Villain muttered defiantly as they were forced to swallow bittersweet tea, the mug that was brought to their lips was held by Hero. As if the night couldn’t get any worse...
The evil doer failed to make it to the docks, located about fifteen miles West from their underground headquarters. Somehow their ego convinced them that they could simply walk there with no consequence.
They had some pretty hefty equipment waiting for them, completely at their disposal. Unfortunately, Villain was too impatient to wait out the blizzard.
“Nobody asked you to take a hike in the middle of a snowstorm, dummy.” The hero rolled their eyes to the sky as Villain let out a disgusted whine, a dramatic display of their discomfort.
Villain swallowed hard, their face contorted into a grimace.
“Did you have to put wormwood in this…?” The warlord coughed.
“It helps, don’t ask me how I know, I just do.”
Hero adjusted the pillows behind Villain’s neck, leaning forward against the armrest of the couch Villain groveled on. Hero placed the empty mug on the coffee table, before kneeling down beside their sick rival.
“That’s so reassuring.” Villain drawled.
Hero chuckled lightly, reaching an arm out to cup the Villain’s face in their right hand, caressing their cheekbone with a thumb.
Hero didn’t bother rubbing Villain’s folly in their face any longer than they usually would, Hero knew when it was time to stop.
Villain simply groaned, thoroughly embarrassed that Hero of all people had to be the one tending to them. A part of them did enjoyed the attention they were receiving, despite their archenemy witnessing them at their weakest. It felt nice..
But Villain wouldn’t dare speak that out into the atmosphere.
TW: restraints, cold environment, darkness, fluff/comfort towards the end.
Note: I neglected this part and forgot about it, whoops...
A cold presence seeped inside the green house. The criminal jolted awake from his sleep when a breeze creeps through his skin, sending shivers through his body. Unknowingly, Villain lifts his hand into the air but finds out he couldn't see anything. Perhaps the fire was out for a while and must have slept overnight.
Villain gets up from his sofa and blindly navigates his dimmed home, he attempts to reignite the fireplace but finds that there's no wood left, it was already consumed by fire.
He paused for a moment, he did not anticipate for this to happen! The long silence is enough for the cold to settle in as the gravity of the situation is realized, he begins to shiver violently as the cold slowly dominates his green house.
Villain looks for another way to warm his place up, he couldn't see anything beside the light source coming from the window. He looks at every corner of the house, in hopes of finding a way to use it as a substitute to fuel the fireplace...
Villain's heart jumped from a loud sneeze, he grimaces at the hero who just wakes up shivering.
"Geez, you scared me!"
Hero pans around the room and lands on the shadowy silhouette. "W-What's goin on? Why is it... so dark? And s-so cold..."
"The fire is out, I'm looking for a substitute for the fire right now"
"What"
"You heard me"
Villain continues to scramble for a way to fuel up the fireplace, as he is losing hope to continue the search he turns around and sees the good doer staring, anticipating his next move. The criminal frowned and shook his head, Hero understood as it means he didn't find anything.
"Seriously? Can't you just use your plant powers to light up the fireplace?" Hero suggested.
"Whoa–whoa, my powers don't work like that!" He flinched, baffled by Hero's audacity to ask that kind of question "and besides, you saw how my vines turned to dust the moment it was touched by fire? Makes me wonder why you didn't use your powers to free yourself"
"Villain. My hands are tied up, you think I can just summon fire mid-air by saying magic words?" Hero brows furrowed.
"Isn't that how your powers work... right?" He asked. Hero just gave the clueless criminal a weird look. "Alright, fine. I get it" the Villain is about to continue to look for a wood but then an idea pops out of his mind.
"Ooorrr... You could do 'us' a favor" he beamed, creeping closer towards the good doer. The hero scoffed, talking about favors coming from the villain's blabbering mouth gives a terrible feeling about what's about to come. "Ugh, what could it be now?"
"...If I remove these vines keeping you in place, will you warm us up?" Villain gesture the vines wrapped around Hero.
"Why in the world would I do that!?" The hero is lost for words... actually maybe it's not a bad idea. It's just that–he didn't feel right to share his powers with his enemy...
"Well, do you prefer both of us freeze to death then?" Villain crossed his arms.
"I- I don't know?! Don't you have any alternatives that could warm your house up?"
"Look Hero, think about the current situation and if you don't cooperate with me right now, we might freeze to death"
"You didn't answer my question, Villain"
The villain went silent, awkward even "...Admittedly, this is my spare house, I don't have many items in this place that can warm us up. My green house was only meant for an emergency in case something happens to my lair, ya happy now?"
"You have a lair?" The hero was shocked, but not surprising for a typical villain. "and yet you didn't have any basic survival tools like candles or even a heater–"
"Shut up!" Villain's face flushed bright red in embarrassment, Hero felt like he was about to burst laughing at how unprepared the criminal is. "I don't like having fire related items near my plants, besides half of this place is made of wood you know!"
"Then... Why do you have a 'fire place'?" Hero teased. Villain actually thought the same thing, he has a good point... Curses!
Villain scratched his head "...well, It's for extreme emergencies when the electricity is out, and all I can rely on for warmth is the typical fire place... so are you going to help out or not?" Villain could feel the cold inside his green-house have become strongly more hostile, how in the blizzard Hero couldn't feel that!?
Meanwhile, the Hero side eyed the criminal, questioning his motives. Villain is filthy rich and yet he didn't bother buying a necessity for survival needs? Hah, what a joke! Hero sighed, this Villain really.
"Alright fine... so how am I supposed to help? My fire powers don't last longer in this cold" Villain just hummed and currently undo the bindings "You could at least try to summon it?"
"Whatever you say, just don't blame me if I burn your oh so-called spare house by accident" he shrugged.
The hero stood up and walked towards an open space, guided by a faint light on the glass window "So where do I summon fire?" He waved his arms in the air.
"Could you do floating?" The villain suggests.
Hero attempts to summon the fire, the room turns bright for a short moment–then the small light flickers aggressively and is lost in the cold. Hero summons the fire again but it dimmed pretty quickly.
"...That didn't work" Hero said disappointedly.
"Try again?"
"I-I can't, it's just not working..." Hero's voice felt small. He looked at his trembling hands, feeling numb and cold.
Villain glanced at him, concerned "What's wrong with your powers?"
The good doer stares at him deadeye "What do you think? My powers are too weak since your thorny vines did something to my power!"
"oh...I see" Right, he totally forgot about that.
The criminal went to the other side of the room, blindingly guided by the wall near him since the light doesn't reach further. Villain comes back with something in his hand, then gives a soft fabric to Hero.
Hero puzzled by this soft material "What is this?"
Villain picks up the fabric from his hand and gently wraps around the good doer "It's my old cape, I gave it to you because I thought you needed warmth, and besides you're shaking like a leaf." he added.
Hero didn't realize he was already trembling until Villain mentioned it. But still– "I-I don't think this is..."
Villain rolled his eyes "Are you serious? I'm doing this to save you from freezing and all you think about is our differences?" The criminal pouts, he thought his generosity could lead their soon-to-be-nemesis bond in a bit lighter mood.
"Well, alright... thank you... Villain" Hero struggles to admit that word. Villain simply smiles and waits for him to regain his strength.
...
Both of them sat down on the wooden floor, the cold is making them tired, Hero is already falling asleep. Villain, ruminating on the situation they are in, the blizzard is still out there, Villain suddenly perks up when he feels a strong warmth from Hero. 'The side effects must have weakened then!'
"Hey–wake up! Don't sleep yet. We both still need heat to survive"
"W-wha huh? Oh! Right...the fire" the Hero yawns and positions himself.
Hero summons it again but this time the fire lasted longer, a modified light that doesn't spread like a normal fire would do.
The Villain is at awe by the Hero's power, he has never seen this kind of "fire" when they fought earlier, perhaps he should get to know more about his new nemesis pyro ability. That reminds the villain of something...
"Wait here, I'll be right back."
Hero watches Villain places the potted plants next to him one by one. Each leaf is quite unique and exotic. The flowers are gorgeous and stunning. It must be expensive! How did he get this stuff? After Villain finishes placing the last cute plant next to the crime fighter. Hero points out on the potted plants "What's all this about?"
Villain slightly adjusted the pots "what do you mean? I didn't want my precious plants to freeze in the cold. So I might as well bring them warmth and comfort."
The hero chuckles, thinking the criminal is adorably wholesome for dedicating his care towards plants, after all. Villain has Floral related abilities, people with powers like that will definitely be fond of any greens... and probably botanists.
"Your floating light feels comforting by the way" Villain randomly commented while petting his "weird looking" plant.
"What, you think my fire is comforting...?"
Villain looked embarrassed to admit it, clutching one of his rare species of a potted plant. "well, o-of course!"
Hero didn't expect those words to come out from someone who doesn't like fire. The room is much brighter now, the warm tone of the light contrasts the cold light outside the glass wall. Hero is not sure if his fire can last longer before the blizzard disappears.
A throat cleared behind them and Villain turned, arms spread in a grand gesture of welcome. "Ah, Hero. Just who I-"
"Why are you causing trouble on my day off?"
Villain blinked at the abrupt interruption. Frowning, they took a moment to observe Hero's appearance.
They were dressed in pajamas. Though it was approaching noon, their sleep clothes were wrinkled, hair tossled like they just rolled out of bed. The sturdy boots they wore with thick soles were replaced by a pair of fuzzy pink bunny slippers. All in all, they looked wildly out of place. In fact, the only indication that they were on duty was the badge on their chest that cleared them to bypass the police baracade and step onto the crime scene.
Hero crossed their arms, waiting.
"Erm..." Villain hadn't been expecting this attitude. This wasn't a part of their script at all. Scrambling to regain their stance, they drew themself up to their full height. "I needn't explain myself to you. However, I will let you kn-"
"A hostage? Really?"
The eyebrow raised in their direction left Villain feeling insulted. How dare they! They put so much work into setting this all up, and what do they get? Hero barely spared them a glance and now-
Villain saw the punch coming but they could swear that Hero seemed to move faster in those damned fuzzy flip flops than they ever had in their suit.
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It didn't take long for Hero to subdue them. They dusted off their hands and glared down at the villain, now bound and held in place by two of the responding officers.
"Anything to say before I go?" It was gracious of them, really, to hear their enemy out. Their free time was still slowly dwindling down, after all.
Villain refused to meet their eye. They were most certainly not pouting as they grumbled, "If you were busy, they could have sent Other Hero."
Other Hero wouldn't have been ideal - they'd staged all this to catch Hero's attention - but Hero didn't need to know that.
Hero shook their head, the scowl from earlier quickly returning to their face. "Other Hero is still injured from their last fight, so I had to take the call with no one else in this sector."
Villain looked absolutely pitiful the way they wilted under Hero's gaze. Hero knew not to fall for it - this villain was known for their trickery on top of the theatrics. Still, they offered them a small appeasement as they turned to go back home.
"Next time, pick a Monday," they said off-hand. "I never have those off."
They didn't see the way Villain's face brightened and paid no attention to the shouts of alarm from behind them as they left the scene. With their badge shoved deep into the pocket of their pajama pants, Hero squinted up at the sun. They still had some time left. Good.
As far as they were concerned, they were done for the day. They showed up and took care of the threat. Now they were going back to sleep.
Could you maybe write some prompts about a hero vs a villain whose flair for the dramatic actively impedes their effectiveness at villainy? I would love nothing more than to commission you, but I'm not old enough (yet!!), but your blog is amazing
I def feel you about being too young to pay for stuff online! I hope you enjoy these 💚
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“How do you always defeat me so soundly, you menace!”The hero raised an eyebrow. “Uh, because you always kidnap me, bring me to the centre of your operations, then monologue long enough for me to escape?”“Oh. Yeah. Right.”
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“But I need a cape!” the villain whined, struggling against the hero’s fisted grip in the sleek material. “It’s not fair for you to use it against me!”“‘Fair’ doesn’t factor into winning city-levelling battles,” the hero said. “Now, hold still so I can cuff you.”“Never!”
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“You can’t wear neon at night and expect me not to spot you bounding around the rooftops.”The villain waggled their eyebrows. “Maybe I want you to spot me.”“What, so I can inevitably foil your plans?”“So you can appreciate my grandeur!”“Same difference.”
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Is it possible that the way to activate nooroos transformation is just “Wings rise” and Hawkmoth just added the “dark” so it sounded suitably dramatic and villainous?
Waking up in an unpleasant position wasn't very comforting, Hero couldn't move, a suffocating warm presence tightly wrapped around his body, the place is dark and maybe too quiet-
"I see that you are awake" a voice spoke in the dark, interrupting the peace. The sound of clattering wood and lighting the fire brightened the room, the place looks oddly vintage and rich, filled with pots of exotic plants and flowers. Villain adjusted the fire in the fireplace to keep them both warm.
"Wha... Where am I?" Hero groans, still drowsy from uncomfortable awakening.
"My home obviously, specifically my green house. It's not like I'm going to leave you passed out in the snow." The Villain chuckles, then his face darkens, walking towards the tied up hero, his body and limbs are wrapped up with thick vines bounded on chair. "And also, this is for ruining my plans. I have to cancel my schemes and retreat back because the blizzard almost got me"
"Wow. How generous of you" Hero's words were sarcastic, not minding his current predicament.
"Oh you better be! I risked my life just to get you out of the upcoming blizzard, it almost caught up to me! If only you didn't delay my plan none of this would've happened" Villain threw his hands up, expressing how he felt at the moment.
"And whose fault is that? I'm only doing my job. You can just reschedule your 'so-called' plans or whatever" He never thought Villain could change from stoic evil to overly this... dramatic.
"Keep talking like that and I'll throw you out to the blizzard." the villain scolded, then his face leaned closer to Hero. Eye to an eye. "Do I have to remind your place, Hero? You're lucky that I have slight sympathy to carry you out of the incoming blizzard”
"I didn't Ask you to save me"
"Oh? Then you would have froze to death. Clearly you do need saving"
Both of them went silent, glaring at each other before Villain decided to break the awkward tense and left out of unease. The hero felt relieved, he didn't need to look at the villain's soul more than needed, given the 'extreme' closeness to their face that nearly bumped each other's forehead.
Meanwhile the place turned quiet and hushed. None of them were saying a word. The only thing that can be heard is the sound of crackling fire and the rumbling winds of the blizzard coming from the outside. The wood on the floor creaks as Villain seemingly walks back and forth picking up some plants and placing it near the fire. Hero couldn't do much as he is restrained on the chair, he doesn't care what the criminal is going to do to him, his powers aren't working for a moment.
Hero glances around the room, looking for a way out to escape. Noticing It didn’t have many items and decor besides small potted plants, a few books on the shelf, picture frames about plants, and behind him, is a thick glass wall that serves as a window view. 'Maybe he could just break the glass and run?' Hero thought... But then again how can he? The outside is a menace, the snow on the ground is thick and the sky is awfully dark, constantly falling lots of snow–
"It's quite intense out there don't you think?" Villain interrupts, noticing Hero was staring at the window, both of them witnessing a heavy continuous fall of snow. "If you're planning to leave, I won't let you, and you can't either. Otherwise you're asking to be perished by the cruel nature."
"Better risk trying than being at the enemy's clutches" Hero's calm mood changes to defensive, slightly wriggling the restraints.
"Can you just wait it out until the blizzard goes away?" The criminal sighed heavily and pinched his nose bridge, tired of the hero's stubbornness. "Look, I know that we don't like 'seeing' each other, but can we at least be at peace for now? I'm just as tired as you are"
"How is this at peace? I am restrained and you're not. This isn't peaceful, you're treating me like a hostage" Hero pointed out, looking down at his tied up frame then back at Villain, his expression is unreadable...
"Oh... that. It is simply because I don't want you to burn down my green house, given your powers are dangerous in certain circumstances... And also a little payback for ruining my plan" the Villain chuckles.
The crime fighter frowns. It could have been a compliment if Villain didn't say the last sentence, the criminal realizes and immediately regrets it.
"Uh— Forget what I said, once the storm calms down I'll remove the binds then you're free to leave-!" Villain quickly dismissed the conversation and went to his sofa at the corner of the room.
'What a way to end a conversation' He thought. Hero was left alone while the villain chills on the corner... Waiting for the blizzard goes away proves to be a boring task, Hero decides he doesn't want to be awake at his bad predicament and dozes off to sleep until time passes.
