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epiclamer · 1 month

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“Please, Villain—” the hero struggled, wrists cuffed behind their back by their very own power suppressors. “T-This, this is humiliating—”

The villain on the other hand looked far too cheery for a criminal only two steps away from their nemesis. Their smile was radiant and they were practically bouncing off the balls of their feet.

“Maybe you should have considered that before you came to me for my help~” They announced, almost licking their lips watching their new prisoner wriggle helplessly on the floor beneath them.

Hero blushed and then stuttered, “I didn’t think you were going to do all this—”

Villain closed the gap between the pair, taking an extra step in order to press their heel into the small of the hero’s back. Effectively pushing them back down into the grime of the alley street.

“Sweetheart, I’m a villain. You’re the one who begged me to kidnap you for a week so you could take a paid vacation, not I. Did you really think I wasn’t going to take advantage of this opportunity?”

The crime-stopper huffed, blowing up some dust from their spot against the floor. “Well, I at least thought you’d be a bit kinder about it.”

The villain almost burst out laughing, it was clear that this whole thing was just a big joke to them. Not so much so to the hero, considering they only got four vacation days a year and could hardly keep from burning out. But maybe the change of scenery would be good for them.

They knew the villain wouldn’t kill them or horribly injure them—in fact, the hero considered the two of them almost friends at this point. All Hero wanted was a few days of peace and quiet, and what better way to get that than to stage a kidnapping?

“You really are as dumb as they say. I mean, you just handed yourself to me on a silver platter and now you’re acting like I don’t try to slit your throat every Tuesday and Friday morning.”

Hero rolled their eyes as the villain yanked them to their feet by their collar, shoving them towards the street. “Cut me some slack, will you? The Agency is pushing my limits.”

The villains hands were braced agains the hero’s shoulders in a second, steadying the other’s precarious swaying. “Oh my… poor little Hero, hm? Are those strong muscles getting sore?” Right on cue the villain squeezed the hero’s shoulders, hitting all the right spots and effectively stealing their breath.

“Or is it more so this genius brain you’ve got locked up in there?” Villain’s hands travelled up the back of their neck to their skull, teasing their touch-starved skin.

“Villain—”

“Or maybe it’s this hot ass that’s tired of the constant spotlight…” With a yelp, Villain’s hands met the base of Hero’s spine, grabbing a handful of their ass without a second thought.

The villain chuckled, pushing the hero up against their car door. They had always loved the sounds the hero made, how they reacted to the villain’s touch—how quickly they folded.

The criminal turned the hero to face them, pressing their bodies up even closer, eyeing them up and down. “I’ll have to teach you to respect your villains time and efforts during your stay, but if you’d let me, I’d love to teach you a thing or two about your body on the side.”

Hero hated the way their entire body lit up as if it had caught fire. They hadn’t expected the villain to be so direct about it, not that that deterred them any from answering.

“Could you teach me a thing or two about yours as well?”

The deal was sealed with a single smirk.

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the-modern-typewriter · 1 month

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Its always really great to read your work in my free time. Would you maybe consider a short story involving the hero's sidekick being killed by one villain, so the hero's primary villain goes to their hideout to console them

"Hey." The villain announced their presence as softly as they could, wary of startling the hero.

The hero didn't startle. They didn't even look up, or twitch. They continued to stare at a blank piece of the floor, jaw set, like the flagstones contained all the answers in the universe.

"I - uh - I heard what happened." The villain moved closer, slowly, making sure not to dip out of the hero's periphery vision. "I'm sorry."

The hero was clutching something in one white-knuckled fist - what was it?

"I know my saying that doesn't change what happened," the villain pressed, as the hero continued to say or acknowledge nothing. "But I'm so sorry for your loss. They were a good kid. Brave. How are you..how are you doing?"

It was a scrap of clothing. A bloodied scrap of clothing. The sidekick's uniform.

The villain closed their eyes briefly, releasing a breath. When they opened them, the hero's gaze was locked on them. The villain nearly jumped. The hero's stare was dark, boring into them with a drill-like precision, fierce and hard enough that the hairs on the back of the villain's neck stood on end.

They'd seen that stare before. Just the once.

And what had followed...

They through caution to the wind and crossed the room to the hero's side, kneeling in front of them and taking the hero's jaw firmly in their hands.

They had come expecting tears. Heartbreak. Something they could soothe and console and hold the hero through, perhaps, though the two of them would never speak of it again.

They should have known better.

"I know you want to kill them-"

"-Don't." The hero's voice was raspy, but unforgiving. They let the scrap of clothing fall to the floor, like it was nothing, and not the red flag of a bull fight screaming. "Don't try and stop me."

"You try and stop me. Every time."

"I'm not you."

"No," the villain agreed. Calm against the tempest. They dug their nails a little harder into the hero's skin, grounding. "They actually looked up to you."

"Fuck you."

"I'm not suggesting you don't seek vengeance," the villain said. "I'm merely suggesting you be smart about it. But that's another matter."

The hero bared their teeth, though they hadn't lashed out yet despite the dark look in their eyes, so the villain was definitely taking that as a win.

The villain caressed their cheek; wishing they could find some joy in the corruption of it, in the proof of what so many good people were willing to do in the name of grief and justice.

They couldn't.

Not when the hero looked like that. So hollow. Like if the villain simply scraped out the fury, softened the sizzling hatred a bit, let time heal the hurting, there would be nothing left all.

"Do I need to tell you that it wasn't your fault?" the villain asked.

"I know whose fault it was!"

"Good."

"Are you going to try and stop me?"

"Tonight, yes. Tomorrow...that's on you."

"You didn't even like them."

The villain shrugged. They both knew liking someone wasn't the same as respecting them, and certainly they weren't convinced the sidekick wouldn't come back as a poltergeist if the villain let the hero loose to lay carnage on the very night they died.

No. The villain didn't even like them, but they did like the hero, and they knew what the hero's sidekick would want them to do.

"Is that why you came here?" the hero demanded.

"No. Unhappy coincidence. I came to check on you."

The hero finally wrenched their head free, chair scraping as they surged to their feet. "I don't need checking up on. I'm fine. I'll be fine when I feed that bastard their own windpipe."

There were many things the villain could have said to that, and would have said to that, on any other night. As it was, they watched the hero. Watched the shaking volcano of them, the tremors and ever more devastating fragility of something that might just shatter completely.

"Oh, don't look at me like that," the hero snarled. "And don't you dare say that it's okay for me to be angry."

The villain shut their mouth. About to say just that, and more.

The hero shook their head. They slumped back into their seat, in perfect stillness, as quickly as they'd moved.

"Tomorrow," they said. "Tomorrow, then."

"Tomorrow. If that's what you truly want. Then I'll help you kill the bastard myself."

The hero reached for the scrap of material again, tucking it close against their chest, head bowed. Their fingers continued to tremble. The villain was not stupid enough to consider it weakness.

Tomorrow.

The villain would pick up the pieces after that.

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sunnynwanda · 4 months

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Temptation: Part 2

Part 1

You asked, so I shall deliver xD A spicy part 2 for our flirty Villain :)

Warnings: spicy content, nsfw, bondage, Hero is kinda rough, let me know if I missed anything.

When Villain offered themself up, they were quite sure Hero would be down for some fun. Hero was lonely for longer than one could remember, and if Villain was being honest, they were too. Thus, the night that followed didn't come as a surprise. They attacked each other with feral intensity, leaving rough open-mouthed kisses all over each other's skin. It was akin to their battles, except this time, satisfaction felt more real - and more fulfilling.

Hero carried Villain into the bedroom and threw them onto their large bed, climbing on top of their nemesis as they twisted the garland around the headboard bars before pinning Villain's wrists above their head to tie them there. If they had any sense at all, Villain would be wary. But, with Hero's knees on either side of their torso, they lost all ability to think rationally. Once Hero was satisfied with their handiwork, they leaned back, admiring the view of Villain bound to their bed and quite obviously aroused.

Fuck. This was hot. Almost too hot to maintain sanity. Or any form of humanity, for that matter.

"I didn't think about taking your shirt off first," Hero noted in a raspy voice, earning a surprised chuckle from their captive. They were about to retort when Hero shrugged and ripped their shirt in half with little to no effort. "Oh well."

"What the hell?" Villain jerked up, forgetting they were deprived of free movements. "You're gonna pay for thaa.. Ah, fuck! Hero. Shit. "

Hero nodded, far too occupied with sucking on their throat to care. Their hands pressed against Villain's hips, pinning them down as Hero made their way down Villain's body, leaving a trail of bite marks and bruises in their wake. There was nothing gentle or soft about it, both rather aimed at letting out their anger and pent-up want than anything else. Savage brutality and ruthlessness echoed in every kiss and touch shared between them.

"Oh God, please," Villain whined, straining their ties but unable to free themself. Tears welled up in the corners of their eyes but Hero was unrelenting in their torment. "Please."

They ached to run their hands over Hero's shoulders, scratching them until they stained red - but they knew they brought this upon themself when they allowed themself to be tied up at Hero's mercy.

Hero's lips faltered when they reached Villain's lower abdomen. They looked up at Villain with unexpected clarity, not moving further until they received a definite nod to go on.

Hero didn't stop after that, not for a single moment until the sky paled on the horizon. They felt like they were spellbound by Villain's burning skin, their body unable to disconnect from Villain's for longer than was necessary to find a better angle. Their fingertips imprinted in a chaotic pattern of bruises along Villain's thighs, sides and the small of their back, their chest and neck littered with numerous hickeys and teeth marks as Hero edged them time and time again.

Villain looked ravishingly beautiful in the morning twilight. Hero was sure they could get drunk on the wiped-out expression that laced their tear-stained eyes or their abused lips they kept biting to silence their moans. When Hero noticed them holding back, they made it a point to make Villain cry out over and over again until they stopped caring. There might have been something sadistic about it, but Hero wanted them loud - and utterly ruined.

Christmas morning came a little too soon. Villain was fucked out beyond repair when Hero finally leaned up to free their hands, giving each wrist a gentle kiss before allowing them to drop onto their shoulders. Villain pulled them down weakly, making Hero collapse onto their heaving chest.

"Fuck, that was…" They trail off, unable to form a coherent sentence. Hero chuckles, kissing their forehead with surprising tenderness.

"Thanks?" They ask, a little too thrilled with the way Villain narrows their eyes at them. "Although, if I did good, you wouldn't be able to talk at all."

"Good? I don't know if that's an appropriate description," Villain quirks an eyebrow at them, their voice still hoarse. "I couldn't remember my damn name."

"You did remember mine," Hero's comment leaves Villain's mouth open at their audacity. They are embarrassed about their screaming as is, and Hero's shit-eating grin isn't helping.

"Fuck you!" Villain slaps their shoulder, but it does nothing to wipe the annoying smug smile off Hero's face.

"You just did that, sweets," Hero gets hold of their wrist, peppering kisses onto their reddened skin before turning for their other hand.

Villain groans, torn between smacking them and kissing them senseless. They conclude that the latter is a much more effective means of shutting them up, so they cup Hero's cheeks, tilting their head up to face them and smash their lips onto Hero's.

Villain is damn sure Hero has never had a Christmas quite like this one - and neither have they.

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surplus-of-sarcasm · 1 year

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Romance Your Demons

TW: Blood, bruises, asphyxiation attempt, gun mention, violence

Happy late birthday, 🎂 @thelazywitchphotographer

"Darling," Villain growled, baring their teeth in a predatorial fashion.

"Dear," Hero replied languidly, although their eyes were glued to the criminal's balled-up fists, to their arched body, ready to pounce.

They were far too reminiscent of an old, married couple, something everyone and their mother never ceased to point out, much to both the crime-fighter and the evil-doer's chagrin.

The villain rammed into them, the hero's body slamming into the wall with an audible thud, the force just shy away from breaking something.

"Well, this is intimate," the hero scoffed, swinging their leg and slamming it harshly into their adversary's ribs, letting the criminal fall to the ground, spitting blood and a flurry of filthy curses out of their mouth.

The dagger-sharp smirk on the hero's smug face was arguably a more painful blow than that merciless kick. Villain had always been told that their pride would be the end of them.

Well, now it would be the end of Hero too.

Wiping the blood from their mouth, their fingers clawed around Hero's neck, digging into their skin, leaving scratches and bruises in their wake, ripping out shallow breaths from the hero's lungs as their pale face slowly turned a sickly shade of blue.

"You're not laughing now, are you, sucker?" they seethed, loosening their death grip around their enemy's throat by a mere fraction.

Gasping and taking greedy breaths of air, the hero still had the audacity to flash a dirt-eating grin. "No, I s'ppose not."

It made the villain wish to squash the life right out of the crime-stopper's body, to beat them to a bloody pulp on the sidewalk, to empty a gun (that they unfortunately lacked right now) into the jerk's head.

But it also made them want to pull them up against their chest and kiss the hero's cheekbones and bring that oh so pretty blush to their face and neck, one that they'd only seen because Hero was exerting themselves and not because they were flustered.

The hero had dark circles under their eyes and dry skin. They'd lost weight, and not in any way that was healthy, dropping muscle from what was once a gorgeously lean figure. They were young, but their eyes were a hundred years older.

But they were struggling in the criminal's vice-like grip, still fighting for what most would deem a lost cause, still grinning in that stupidly carefree way they did when they were just starting out, barely in high school and nowhere near as broken. And it was beautiful.

The villain wanted to curse themselves, so they did.

"What? Are we just gonna keep cuddling here together for all eternity?" Hero supplied in a mostly sarcastic tone, but the strange edge it had could almost be read as flirtatious.

Villain released them from the bruising grip on their neck, their nemesis took in great breaths of air, their body shuddering as they almost fell to the ground, only for the evil-doer to catch them with a steadying arm wrapped around their waist.

They couldn't even tell when the hero's face went scarlet.

"So, where's the part where you commit homicide?" they asked, raising an eyebrow.

"I'll save that for later, dove. Right now, you're all I can think about," they admitted, almost guiltily.

Surprisingly, they weren't met with another infuriatingly attractive, lopsided smirk. The look on the crime-fighter's face was nothing, if not utterly dazed.

"M-me? But I'm a mess. Like that one article so eloquently put it, I'm a cocktail of problems in a spandex suit with a few witty catchphrases," they replied, laughing humourlessly.

Villain's grip around their waist tightened subtly. "You're just tired. Sure, you could find great use for a physiotherapist, a haircut, a whole, new diatery plan, some basic skin care an-"

"Yeah, a whole makeover. No need to rub it in, though," they attested, only mildly irritated.

The villain rolled their eyes. "My point is, even through all this, you still manage to shine like a diamond in the rough."

"Oh so personality over looks? Got it," they chuckled slyly.

The criminal paused in their walk and pulled their enemy forward by the collar, "Do I have to spell it out for you? You're so goddamn hot even when you're not supposed to be, so awfully dishevelled, and yet here I am," they whispered, their lips almost brushing the hero's ear.

A tense moment of awkward silence passed as the crime-fighter pulled away from them, their eyes wide and their lips parted, trying uselessly for a few false starts. "So, where to now?" they said, straightening their posture gracefully and attempting to regain their composure, like the flustered mess of emotions from just a moment ago had never been.

"My place. We'll fix you up a little, and then we can go get something to eat," the villain replied, failing to keep the smile out of their voice.

"What happened to me being all glowing?" the hero teased.

"You're very lucky you're pretty," Villain snarled through gritted teeth, their hand resting on the back of Hero's neck.

They quickly tensed up, until the villain started to rub their neck, as though apologising for the damage they'd previously caused. The dark scowl was quickly wiped off their face as they watched the tightness dissipate from the hero's form. How had they not taken that adorable, little idiot out before?

"You're still good-looking, Hero. But you owe it to yourself to at least take care of yourself. Live a little." There was no mocking or cruelty, no sharp edges to their smile and nothing but gentleness in the villain's golden, honey brown eyes, making the hero's own hazel ones go as wide as saucers.

No one's ever talked to Hero like that, cared about them this way, or looked at them like they were a treasure. So, they nodded, hooked their hand into the villain's, placed a quick kiss on their forehead and allowed themselves to be lead forward.

The opposite of love is not hate, but indifference. Strong emotions often find themselves mixing together, melting into one another. The fine line between love and hatred defines itself by desire, a treacherous walk to make, but all the more worth it. And the heart can so strangely burn a different flame, beat for a whole new cause, adore what it used to despise, and admit what it so vigorously used to deny.

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mystic-novella · 1 year

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cw: suggestive

“You know for someone with such a handsome face, it really is a shame you frown so much.”

Hero feels a sudden warmth spread to their cheeks and the tip of their ears. They glance up to see a sweet, yet poisonous smile on the villain’s face. It was so strange how one moment they were throwing fists and shouting insults at eachother only to end up in a compromised position like this.

They couldn’t have predicted Villain climbing on top of them in the middle of their fight like this, but it was obvious at this point it was a rather clever technique to distract them. Gears started turning in their head, and they weren’t sure how to react as their nemesis cupped their cheek with a feather-light touch and a piercing look in their eye. It was enough to give them a fluttery feeling in their stomach, one they wished wasn’t as pleasant as they liked to admit.

The hero despised how alluring his expression was, as they leaned closer with parted lips. Only Hero understood the consequences of sharing a kiss with the devil, yet they didn’t move away.

“I- I…What?” They asked while stumbling over their words, unable to fully process Villain’s comment.

“As a matter of fact, I quite enjoy you when you’re like this,” The villain chuckled heartily as they held the other’s chin. “so vulnerable and speechless…it’s honestly rather adorable. More entertaining than when you try to act all tough.~”

“Shut up.” The hero grunts, attempting to retrieve their anger from earlier but not nearly as convincing as before. “You’ve tried this a thousand times, it’s still not gonna work on me.”

The villain simply pouts as they trail a finger up the crimefighter’s chest, noticing their breath hitch. “How disappointing…Though I suppose you have been the stubborn type, hm? Never the type to be honest with your feelings.”

Hero scoffed, lightly shoving the Villain away from them. “And why the hell would that matter to you?” They growled, only for their charming opponent to respond with a toothy grin. The villain gazed at them intensely, tracing a finger across their cheek which slowly turned scarlet.

“Because…I notice how you put a front around the public. Your fans. Your colleagues. Your so-called “friends”. You have a reputation to uphold, so naturally you put up that stoic facade around the people that rely on you.” The villain spoke in a hushed, velvety tone as they casually wrapped their arms around hero’s shoulders. “Well…all except for me.”

Hero’s eyes widened and they attempted to stare at anything else in the room to escape Villain’s alluring presence and the skin-tight leather touching their skin. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“There’s no need to lie to me puppy.”

Their honeyed voice along with the sudden pet name nearly flooded the hero’s senses, almost enough for them to listen to any of the villain’s commands.

“Don’t you want to be free…? I know you must be so tired of hiding. So, why not let yourself go, hm~?”

It didn’t take long for their enemy to brush their lips against theirs, soon giving the hero the night of freedom they had always desired.

#my writing #writing prompt #writeblr #hero x villain #villain x hero #flirty villain #seductive villain #flustered hero #nonbinary writer #black writers #ugh im trying to gain more confidence and posting my writing #i guess slowly trying to actually participate in the hero x villain community is one way of doing it 😅#anyways i really appreciate anyone who likes or reblogs my writing i really do appreciate it that means a lot to me <3 #attempting to gain more self-esteem by posting my snippets here so hopefully this isnt a disappointment!#phew…i really need to sleep.

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alohaasaloevera · 5 months

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OK HERE ME OUT THOUGH…. HERO HATES THE VILLAIN WITH ALL THEIR MIGHT BUT THE PERSON HERO IS FLIRTING WITH 24/7 AS A NORMAL PEEP IS ACTUALLY THE VILLAIN AS A CIVILIAN AND THE VILLAIN HAS TO TRY SO HARD TO ACT UNINTERESTED OR NOT TO BLUSH OR SAY THEIR IDENTITY…. (the villain obviously has 154276 redeeming points and knows who the hero is by accidentally overhearing Hero telling his friends about their identity)

(Bonus points if the hero sees similarities between normal dude (villain) and villain and they accidentally call villain by normal dude’s name….)

Hero: I’LL GET YOU NEXT TIME, (INSERT NORMAL DUDE/VILLAIN’S NAME)!

Villain: W-who?

Hero: I-I, um—NO ONE! *internally freaks out because not only does Hero not want the Villain to find out and hurt normal dude, but also because they said ND’s name because them and the Villain’s bickering were similar to their conversations with normal dude*

(Bonus bonus points if the hero is a flirty charismatic ladies man and the villain is a gay emo loner who somehow pulls more woman than the hero????)

(BONUS BONUS BONUS POINTS if this is set in a sort of modern/college AU where Villain is a barista and Hero goes to the store Villain/normal dude works in for the coffee and for ND???)

Hero, as a normal college student: If you were a transformer, you’d be Optimus fine

ND/Villain: *snorts, rolling their eyes* Nice try, now what would you like to order?

ND/Villain, internally: holy shit I can’t believe they’re still a dork even outside their superhero persona

Hero: Is your number on the menu?

Villain: I’m actually going to kill myself

Villain: No, unfortunately not.

Villain: ok maybe they’re finally going to get the memo and move on—

Hero: Do you take suggestions then?

Villain: Like what?

Hero: Putting your number on the menu.

ND/Villain: fuck. I guess not.

#spilled thoughts #hero #villain #hero x villain #so what if I was thinking of klance when writing this…#scenarios #what if #golden retriever x black cat #enemies to lovers #I thought of this as mlm…#but you can think of any #writing #I have to tag klance guys.#klance

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warrenwrites · 1 year

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Not So Scary

Not So Scary Matt Murdock x Reader

Summary: In the midst of your criminal activity you have a run in with the familiar Daredevil

A/N: This is based on the 'chase' prompt from tickletober. Trope I wish we did more: Hero x villain or Vigilante x Vigilante finds out the other is ticklish. SFW but a little flirty because let’s be real. Smooth Moves Matt

If you like this Story you should check out @sugars-fluffy-escapes Peter 3 x Reader fic with a similar concept: A Rose Without Thornes

Word Count: 1.9k

Hell’s Kitchen was a rough place to grow up. With crime down every ally and Mobs with a hand in every business, it was no shock that you grew to adopt the Robin Hood lifestyle. It wasn’t lawful, what you did, not in the slightest. But you were doing your part in the community.

As of late, a financial epidemic had run through the area. Fisk’s goons had been dealing with counterfeit bills and your family were directly paying the price when your Uncle’s sandwich shop had fallen victim to far too many dealings. Many of your friends and family had only false money, given out by shady businesses and sneaky deals. They were unable to buy or bank anything and it was a joke to think the cops would mess with who was to blame. Not when Fisk has so many of them on either his payroll or hit list.

The pressure was on to defend your family where the law failed them, so you found yourself geared up, mask adorned, breaking into one of Fisk’s manufacturing warehouses. It was low security and easy for you to slip in to his office where you broke into his safe and swapped out the counterfeit bills to regular old money.

When you think about it, you were basically helping Fisk out. After all, the whole point in this operation was to cycle the money around, no crime in that. Well, ignoring the fact that you stole a handful of documents from his desk, figuring they’d come in hand later.

They did, however, quickly prove to be an issue now that you were hopping roof tops and booking it at full speed to escape the neighborhood vigilante whom you recognized as Daredevil. This wasn’t the first run in you’d had with the Red Devil since you’d met many times before, each time exchanging banter and poking fun at one another. However, it was the first time you’d faced off against each other in combat. It didn’t take long for him to have you pinned against the wall after a small rooftop battle. After all, your skills were in cat burglary, not martial arts.

So there you stayed, back against the wall with your arms held tightly over your head. You could feel his breath on your cheek as he spoke into your ear.

“Well?” He questioned. “Hand ‘em over,” His hypnotic voice almost made you cave and do exactly as he said, but you were far too stubborn and enjoyed your back on forth too much to give in.

You shrugged your shoulders as best you could and you kicked out slightly to tap your foot into his and answered, “You’ll have to let me go, Red.”

Your sweet coaxing would have worked on so many men, but unfortunately, he knew you a little too well. “Nohot a chance,” he laughed, flashing a toothy grin. “Not after last time.”

He was fair to be cautious since the last time the two of you met, you did indeed leave him to deal with the oncoming police. But it was different this time, you were safe here and there’s no one to bare witness.

“Oh, come on,” you huffed. “You can’t blame me for that, you would've had me arrested,” You defended.

“Well, I guess we’ll never know, will we?” He had no interest in giving you time to plot an escape. “I need Fisk’s arrest log.”

Again, you shrugged, purely to thicken the tension between the two of you, “Finders Keepers."

His head nodded in a ‘Alright then.’ motion before he opened his mouth to speak, smacking his lips as he did. “I didn't expect you to make this easy."

With his free hand he began a basic pat down. He’d seen you tuck things away into your suit before but he wasn’t quite sure how it worked, or even where the hidden pocket was. You felt his hand run down from your ribs to your waist in one quick motion and you instinctively jumped, biting back a scream that escaped as a muffled shriek. You had squeezed your eyes shut out of reflex and kept them closed in personal protest to your embarrassment. A moment went by and you let out a sigh, keeping your eyes closed but dropping your head to your chest.

“What was that?” He asked with a smug undertone, tilting your chin up to face him. "And remember you can’t lie to me.”

You took a deep breath, “That was the moment I decided I have to kill you,” you squeaked out. “I’m sorry but you sealed your fate,” you shrugged, deciding the best way out would be to talk your way out of this.

Daredevil chuckled at your panic and took note of your heart beat. Even with the additional flustered panic, it hadn’t changed from its usual beat. There was no evidence of genuine shame, panic or discomfort. “Now,” he teased in a ‘cooing’ voice. “That’s unfortunate,” he swiped his fingers horizontally this time and you jerked again, squeaking in response as you tried to kick out.

“No! Red! Come on, it’s spandex, this sucks!” You pleaded in a desperate vortex of honesty, anything to summon a little pity for you. You felt all dignity abandon you in this moment, but you just couldn’t stand the light touches that fluttered around your stomach as he continued to trace his finger back and forth. You didn’t had armor like him, just a thin layer of spandex over your now stretched torso.

“Would you rather a strip search?” He questioned, listening to the familiar uptick of your heart that he heard every time he flirted with you. ”I can’t imagine this is any better on bare skin.”

You were thankful that your mask covered the top half of your face, hopefully it did well in hiding your bashful expression. You were almost speechless and chose to tug at your arms. Now seemed like a good time to give in, before this got any worse and you passed out from all the blood rushing to your face. “Okay, okay,” you caved. “Just let me go and you can have your arrest log.”

He pinched your side, just to watch you jump. “Still don’t trust you,” he confessed. “Tell me where you’ve got it.” He stepped closer to you, practically pinning you further into the wall as he kept up with the tormenting tracing, now at the base of your ribcage.

“AH! Hey! Red, give ihit a rehehest,” you tried desperately to bring your knees up but he was in the way. You couldn't see a way out unless he stepped back or released a hand. Regardless he didn't give you much time to think clearly.

“Tell me, Sweetheart.” What you wouldn't give to wipe that smirk right off his face. His fingers drummed down to your waist and your entire body tensed in anticipation. To be perfectly honest, you had no idea how ticklish you were until now.

Unbeknownst to you, Matt picked up on your heartbeat and heard it speed up the more he poked around that spot. He was very much enjoying himself but it was getting late so he dug his hand into your waist, tasing his fingers into your spot.

“NO! DAHAHAREDE- EAH! Yohohohou hahahahavehehe toho stohohohop. Pleheheheeeese!” Your words officially started to get lost in your giggles and he eased up only slightly. “Ahahalrihihight, ohokay, just-ugh- left, above my wahahaist thehehere's a hihidden zihipper,” you confessed, knowing he'd have trouble finding it. You'd hope he had to let you go so you could make a run for it.

He began prodding around, poking and scritching in a way that was just as unbearable as before, making you burst out again into laughter. “Yohou're gonna have to stop fidgeting around,” he teased.

You couldn't help the squeak that feel from your lips when all five fingers prodded into your side, "YOU-Yohou're gohohohonna hahahave to stohohohop!”

He simply shrugged, smiling at your misfortune. “Hey, I can keep this up all night.”

You tugged aggressively at your pinned hands, "juhuhust one hahand!” you begged, hoping for the slightest of mercy. He wasn't letting up so you had to meet him in the middle, but you really couldn't walk him through the zipper. He had to let you go.

“Okay.” He slowly brought his fingers to a stop, resting them on your hip. “But only because you begged.” With caution he loosened his grip on your hands so you could pull them free from his grasp.

As you tried, he secured his hand again, keeping one pinned where it was. Groaning in frustration you tossed your head back and quickly yanked your leg up in attempt to kick his leg out from under him. You failed when he shot his hand out and seized your thigh in his hand, before bringing it up to his waist, gripping tightly enough to make you jump and squeak once again.

Tilting his head mockingly, he tightened his lips, holding back a laugh. “You’re just sensitive all over, huh?”

You exhaled in exasperation and it almost sounded like a growl. You narrowed your eyes and jumped off the ground, putting all your weight into his body to push yourselves off the wall and tumble back onto the floor.

The two of you landed on your backs and Daredevil leapt up into a superhero landing where he faltered at the sight in front of him. You made no move to get up, just puffed out a few laughs and moved your hands to your side where you folded over the fabric to reveal a zipper.

Opening the pocket, you pulled out the pages of the documents you stole and held them out to him. “Here, Horns.”

With slight hesitation he took them from your hands and silently counted out how many pages you had given him. Once he was satisfied, he fell back to lay down next to you on the roof. A moment passed as you both caught your breath. The city was loud but he could still hear your heartbeat steady out, beating almost in time with his.

“Hey, can I ask you something you don’t have to answer?” You questioned, tilting your head to the side.

“I think I owe you that much,” He prompted with a goofy smile plastered over his face.

“Are you really blind?” You asked in a small voice. He waited a beat before nodding. He clearly wasn’t ashamed or secretive, it just seemed like he was debating whether or not he wanted to lie to you. “Well, if you want. I can always help you out with those papers. Seems like it might be quicker and less suspicious than transferring them into brail.”

He couldn’t deny that you had a point and he couldn’t deny that he did want to see you again. “You’d help me even after I just tortured you?” he asked smugly.

“Well, in exchange for revenge of course.” You joked, proud of the laugh that pulled from his lips. “I’m serious,” you laughed as you stood up and made your way to the edge of the roof. “I have a small base not too far from here. We can keep the masks on if it makes you feel better.”

Sitting up, he tightened his grip on the papers in his hand. “Guess you’re not as much of a pain in the ass as I originally thought,” he confessed.

You hummed and turn to face him despite him not being able to see you. You just wanted to get another look at him. “And you’re not so scary as I first thought.”

Thank you so much for reading! Again if you like this story you should check out @sugars-fluffy-escapes Peter 3 x Reader fic with a similar concept: A Rose Without Thornes

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glowstick-cafe · 1 year

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♡That funny feeling♡

Takami Keigo x reader

Genre: Hurt/No Comfort

Warning: Suggestive themes, smoking, gender neutral reader

Summary: You meet the Pro Hero Hawks in the most unlikely situation and making the decision to let him take you home ruined your life

A/n: My friend watched me write this and was begging me to write fluff next, so I hope you find this as dreadful as she did.

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Clubbing with your friends after a long week of working your office job is sometimes a need for someone like you, never had you guessed that you would meet the famous pro hero, Hawks, that night.

You notice his predator-like eyes raking over your features, it made you shiver with anticipation. Being eye candy for a pro hero? Unexpected, but something you could get behind, your friends who were your favorite agents of chaos quickly caught on to the shameless stares the blonde was sending you and egged you on to talk to him, brushing them off you turned around to see the man of the hour.

“Are you done undressing me with your eyes?” You asked, tilting your head to the side. Hawks’ looked taken aback and then he chuckled, his sudden laugh causing your body to heat up. The blonde leaned down to your ear, “Well I was hoping you’d let me do a bit more than that, dollface…” The flirty lilt in his voice made you choke on your words. “If you let you, that is.” He looked at you for an answer and all you could do was nod in awe at his forwardness.

When you entered his penthouse, he didn’t give you time to look around, only focusing his attention on kissing your lips and getting you undressed. You feel your mind going into a haze as Hawks’ hands reached under your shirt as he leaves trails of kisses down your neck. The last thing you remember from that night was the sound of soft fluffs of you being tossed onto his bed and his hypnotic voice.

“I’m gonna enjoy ruining this beautiful body.”

When you awoke the next morning, your body ached all over, rolling over on the bed you looked to your side to realize that this was in fact not your bed. You quickly sat up and saw a note on the nightstand next to you, it read: ‘Thank you for letting me take care of you, doll <3’

You stared at the piece of paper and the crudely drawing of himself giving a thumbs up, and that’s when the realization that you slept with the second most famous hero in the country.

“Ah shit-”

The drive from that damn penthouse to yours has never felt so long, you could feel the stare of your driver from the rear view mirror as you stared at your lap and hoped that your locs hid your face to save what was left of your dignity.

The next time you ran into the blonde man was purely accidental. It's been a month after your night with….him, your days returned to normalcy as that night just became like all the other one night stands you’ve had, you just got lucky this time is all.

It was an uncomfortably warm afternoon and you were leaving the building of your office job, you let your feet lazily drag across the concrete pavement; hearing the familiar city noise of loud chattering of passersby and cars on their way home nullified the disdain of your day.

“Hey! Watch out!”

The voice called out, the person tackled you to the ground. You weren’t expecting to be bodied today but it’s just one of those things that might as well happen when you’re having a bad day, you sighed as all you could think is that you might need to redo your locs after all the abuse it has been subjected it in the past few months. Finally opening your eyes, you see familiar blonde hair on top of you; his face looked apologetic as it seemed that he remembered you, “This situation feels a bit familiar, eh?” He joked, which made your face heat up, he then quickly got up to get back to fighting the villain that was the cause for disturbing your already shitty afternoon. You turned to look at what the hero was trying to shield you from and your eyes widened at the large sword that was wedged into the wall that would've definitely ended you.

A few minutes passed and the authorities arrived to see the already subdued villain, a few other people came to ask if you were ok after witnessing your near death experience, all you could do was give a polite nod and slowly slip away from the crowd that was starting to grow around Hawks.

After making it a few blocks away from the scene you heavily sighed, you've never been in a situation like that before and it was a bit terrifying now that you thought it over in your head. "Traumatized, doll?" Your whole body jumped, but then relaxed upon hearing the nickname, out of the corner of your eye you could see the flying man covering his mouth in an attempt to stifle his laughter.

"Oh hardy har." You scoffed and your walking seemed to speed up.

"You never called me…" Hawks begins, though it was masked with his boyish charm, it was clear that he was a bit disappointed. "Angry that I'm not wrapped around your finger?" You chuckled. When you couldn't hear the flapping of his wings so you had assumed that he got the message and flew away, but you were surprised when you felt his hand grab yours, "Yeah…it's pissing me off that you don't want me, when I very much want you." His golden golden eyes piercing into yours.

Feeling his gaze on your face, which then moved to your lips. The look Hawks was giving was making your knees buckle, you look at the apartment complex and sigh as you pulled him by his collar, dragging him to your apartment.

For some reason you couldn't say no to him, so you let him. You let him kiss your neck. You let him mark you. You let him touch your body. You let him pleasure you.

The sound of Hawks sighs of release made you perk up as his body rested beside you, he turned on his side to look at you and you did the same. "Is this going to be a normal thing, or are you just that desperate?" You say jokingly; the birdman laughed, his wings fluffed up in response. "I dunno, I could get used to this." His smile only increases when he catches your eye roll.

Your heart throbbed, the moonlight made its way into the room shining on his skin, "Maybe I can clear my busy schedule." Your voice is playful and Hawks hums, concentrating on your features. He gets up to cage in-between his arms, startling you.

"You won’t catch feelings, right?"

"Just who do you think I am?"

Oh what you would give to go back in time to tell yourself to turn back, that it wasn’t worth the heartbreak. Fast forward a few months into the future where you find yourself lying in the king sized bed of the no. 2 pro hero, Hawks. You contemplated getting up as you watched the winged hero get dressed in his costume many know him by.

“You’re staring…”

“Maybe I see something I like.” You say, sitting up in the bed to stretch. You hear the blonde playfully scoff at your words, you giggle to yourself as could hear the man rolling his eyes. A sigh flew past your lips and you rolled over, as your eyes settled on the large window of the penthouse; the warm streaks of light creeping into the room through the blue curtain. ‘This isn’t forever.’ Your brain reminded you, a deep pit forming in your stomach as you stared at nothing.

“Hey..” Hawks’ voice pulled you out of your trance, the ruffling of sheets telling you to roll back over to face him, you see him propping his face up with his two palms and flashing you his signature charming smile. He reaches his hand out to chin and stares at your lips, he chuckles at the hitch of your breath, “Your face is cute….” He announces and pecks your forehead, leaving you alone in his home.

When did this relationship stop being casual and turned into delusional "I love you's" and lovesick forehead kisses? It hurts to think about. You slip on your work clothes and about to leave his penthouse you back with a deep pit in your stomach that made you nauseous.

Walking into the familiar office that you have become acquainted with over the years. The hour passes by slowly as you work on your designated computer, only getting up for the complimentary coffee breaks. Walking back to your desk you overhear your coworkers talking about the famous red-winged hero, "You didn't know?" Said the woman to the other, her voice filled with disbelief.

"It's kind of surprising to hear the Hawks is dating someone." Her words almost made you choke on your coffee, wondering if it could be you they were talking about you.

"I kind of feel bad for them, being in a relationship with the no. 2 pro hero must be taxing."

"I give it a week, that poor partner doesn't stand a chance."

You decided to not eavesdrop any longer so as to not hurt your own feelings. The empty pit of doubt in your stomach only grew larger, practically killing all the butterflies that was dwelling there.

The idea of dating Hawks has crossed your mind more than you'd like to admit, but the words of your coworkers hung heavy over your head, and the fact that they think that you couldn't handle it only made you feel worse. Hawks' boyish smile lingered in your mind, sometimes the hero man felt like too much, you've had enough moments with Hawks that would make anyone fall for him, but the way he looked at you as if you were the only person in the world suddenly became overwhelming.

You had already broken the rules Hawks had set that one night, and it was starting to scare you how much you wouldn't mind him showing you off to the world with pride and admiration.

Having this conversation with the blonde felt like a double edged sword, but you were now invested in what the man truly thought about your relationship.

Would it lead to your demise and a future full of 'What if's?', or would your mind be filled with relief from getting your desired answer from the man.

You find yourself on Hawks' balcony, cigarette in hand. The chill of the wind left you unbothered as you looked upon the city lights, an indiscernible expression casts itself onto your face, crimson red wings catches your eyes. His presence almost instantaneously causing a reaction out of you, Hawks finds an open spot next to you before he allows himself to speak, "I didn't know you smoked…" He says, his voice sounding concerned. Does he not like people smoking around him?

You put out the cigarette on the ledge you were leaning on and tossed it, Hawks' tense shoulders relaxed. "Just an old habit." A sigh passed your lips, you could tell he wanted to say something, but you couldn't let him.

With a sucked in breath, you finally find the voice to say "I can't do this anymore, Hawks." You can hear the tremble in your voice as you couldn't find the heart to look him in the eyes.

Your heart skipped a beat when you felt his finger make its way under your chin for you to look at him, "Doll…-" "I love you too much, you said that we couldn't fall in love but you kept telling me these things that no one has said to me before, you started hugging me intimately and I can take it!" You then became keenly aware of your breath, only to realize that it was because there were tears pouring from your eyes.

His brows knitted together, seeing your distressed face deeply troubled the messy blonde. He pulled you into a hug, "And the fucked up thing us that you love me too…" You say hopelessly.

Hawks' eyes widened, the feeling of guilt washed over him, it was never meant to go this far, but everything about you was intoxicating. He recalls the time he sat and watched you add locs to your hair with a cute but concentrated face, he remembers his heart skipping a beat but shrugged it off, then everything you did slowly became interesting. But now you were suffering all because he couldn't get his shit together and be selfish just this once. "I know I love you, more than you know….but I can't-" He says breathlessly, he rests his head on your shoulder "I can't give you a relationship, it'll put you in danger." You feel your breath hitch at his answer, you pull the hero off of you.

"So that’s it then?" You finally look at him with a tear stained face, you could feel your heart being ripped out of your chest. The man thought for a moment, then nodded. You looked back at him and slowly let yourself walk to the door of the penthouse, this may be the last time you ever see it again.

Looking back one more time at the man that took your heart and found the worst possible way to deal with it.

"Goodbye, Hawks."

"It's Takami Keigo…"

You stopped for a moment, then gave a polite smile and nodded.

"I love you, Takami Keigo."

Once upon a time, you fell in love with a hero, and once upon a time, he loved you back. And now, there were two heartbroken people in the world living life as if they never had history.

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Heyyy, if some parts seemed rush then you would be absolutely correct. I finished this at 2am and the only thing fueling me was the phrase, "Fuck it, we ball."

#glow;mha #my hero academia x gender neutral reader #my hero academia x you #my hero academia x reader #reader is black #hawks x reader #bnha hawks x reader #takami keigo x reader #takami keigo x you #takami keigo x y/n #takami keigo x black!reader #Takami Keigo x reader angst

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inhellf · 10 months

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Hoseok ♡ Seokjin, 2seok fic rec

twoseok tag is dry as fuck, and I won't have that.

❣️Completed fics only.

❣️nsfw + sfw, +🔞

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❣️ Mix of ratings. Mostly Explicit.

Leave kudos and many beautiful comments for these authors ♥️

[Small disclaimer: Some works might be private, so I highly encourage you to create an Ao3 account.]

two bros, chillin' in the gay club, by @/robinticism, (E, 78.4k words, 6/6) THEE 2seok fic, oh my god. Magnificient friends to lovers, with the perfect amount of fluff and angst. SO. MUCH. ANGST, the yearning of my dreams. A ton of introspection, internalized homophobia, feelings realization + tons of sex. But also SOOOooo much love. They love each other so much, you guys.

Kiss Me, by @/yoonkisses_, (E, 4.2k words, 1/1) in the soop canon!!! 🍜 woooow just fantastic. Friends to lovers, and the softest horny porn I've read. Sexy, and sweet, and raw and filled with feelings.

sunkissed moon, by solarizedfilm on ao3, (T, 9.1k words, 1/1) love confessions!!! Fluff, fluff, fluff, and more fluff. They are both sweethearts and soo whipped for each other. (guess who is the moon and who is the sun 😞😞))

two minutes only, you'll get a trophy, by auguststarfall on ao3 (E, 2.2k words, 1/1) the wonders of married 2seok. Exploration of the asexual spectrum, tagged gray asexuality. It's very short, but it's healthy married 2seok learning to navigate each other together. Just so incredibly good!!!!!

fresh like a hell of an oyster, by @/duelofthejoon (E, 4.6k words, 1/1) SO GOOD. A/B/O, alpha!sj + omega!hs. Breeding kink, mentions of pregnancy, m-preg but not actual m-preg. Established alpha!sj + omega!hs & canon compliant. It's just so hot and lovely and intimate and so 2seok idk, I adore it.

Telepathy for Virgins (I Can Totally Read Your Mind, Bro), by mabyn on ao3 (M, 37.1k words, 5/5) Literally what the title says. Mind reading, telepathy, romance, humor!!! It's a bit angsty, but it is mostly fun and sweet and charming.

Like Velveteen, by @/vveilvet (G, 3.5k words, 2/2) established 2seok adopt a bunny!!! 🥺🥺🥺🥺 (not jk hehe). Really, it's just them loving on their baby bunny (not jk jsjs) and being in love, and sweet, and adorable.

Breads, Bread Smiles and Bread Cheeks, by @/winterbluems (T, 3.9k words, 1/1) 2seok have a child and are a sweet little family. That's literally the whole plot 🥰🫶 so sweet!!

drunk on art, by @/enbyjjin (E, 4k words, 1/1) hand jobs and blow jobs between friends!! Wink wink. Hook up but with feelings!! Wink wink. Friends to lovers-ishhh?? It has a hopeful ending. Loved it very much!! Both are sooo cute and flirty!!

Another Day, by eternal_octopus on ao3 (E, 3.2k words, 1/1) Bathroom sex in their Malta airbnb!! Canon compliant, Bon Voyage. Just!! Hot and sexy and porn with feelings !!

interlude: wait for us by @/novaseok (E, 4.8k words, 1/1) a new favorite! I loved this very much. I would read a whole story about them if the author wanted to write it. I don't wanna spoil it here, but it's genuinely really good. I'll just say: alternate universe; agents, exes to lovers 🤭. Hot and filled with feelings, just like how I love it.

the sun rises and brings us with it, by MintKitten on ao3 (G, 1.5k words, 1/1) like a little spin-off of a greater story. A little shot, a scene of a movie. Heroes and villains Au! Short and sweet, and they are very in love.

the heart of just the two of us, by @/sonnenjhs (E, 1.6k words, 1/1) a proper tease!!! Short, sexy, it leaves you wanting more.

Peaches and..., by @/vveilvet (E, 1.5k words, 1/1) feel like it's obvious, but Hobi eats a juicy [jin's] peach here. That's it. Porn without plot hehe.

dancing on the blades by alicek112 on ao3 (T, 14.9k words, 1/1) woooow. This is part of a bigger universe with other pairings, but this story focused on 2seok is TOO good. Crazy good. Olympic skaters bangtan! Found family, queer community building. Hoseok "is" the token straight of the skating community but he's not ;( !!!! And Seokjin helps him soooo much with his identity and sexuality 🫶

Untitled #3, by @/nsnorthnlights (T, 5.2k words, 1/1) literally the start of a rom com series!!!! I'm obsessed and I'd read an expanded universe of this if it was written. There's a big charm to it. I'm obsessed with this Hoseok and Seokjin.

How I Met Your Father, by @/raplinegold (G, 5k words, 1/1) too cute!! Tennis players!2seok ahhhh. Non linear narrative. Getting together, pure fluff!

oh honey, you're the bee's knees, by Anonymous on ao3 (E, 3.1k words, 1/1) Hot and funny!!!! 2seok on their honeymoon!!! Love it very much

After Hours, by @/koconut23 (E, 10.2k words, 1/1) WOOOW, just wow. The roleplay, the intensity, the setting, the writing. Just wow. Too good, too good. A fantastic fanfic.

Celestial Love, by @/droolyjinnie (G, 617 words, 1/1) A fairytale that made me tear up. ha. Adorable.

smile like you mean it, by @/beam_baum (E, 11.9k words, 1/1) fun and sexy and flirty!!! Alternate universe - royalty!! My two adorable princes. Strangers to reluctant friends to hook ups to lovers. So much fluff, they really are whipped for each other.

Drunk on Your Love, by @/218wrld (E, 1.8k words, 1/1) just.... explicit sexual content. "Hoseok gets tipsy and confesses that he’s never given a hickey. Seokjin is determined to change it." that's the whole plot and im obsessed.

Air in the Waves, by @/vveilvet (E, 2.1k words, 1/1) canon compliant phone sex!!! Remember Seokjin's loud gaming live? Well...!!!

Temptation on His Lips, by @/mommyharrow (E, 16k words, 1/1) UMMM probably one of my favorite 2seok fics. Like, just wow. So hot, so passionate, intimate. I adore the dynamic. This one is precious to me.

strawberry snow, by CrabWhisperer on ao3 (G, 3.8k words, 1/1) just fluff! The reassurance of having each other! They are truly the epitome of loving, domestic, +10-years-thriving-marriage.

the deep ways in which you affect me, by @/9293soulmates (E, 12.3k words, 2/2) canon compliant. Loss of virginity, virginity kinks, first times for pretty much everything. Getting together!!! The confidence between them is wooow !! Also they are both so whipped. They are whipped cream fr fr.

Proving the Love of a Lifetime, by @/nsnorthnlights (G, 3.1k words, 1/1) guys, they love each other so much, guys. Told through Namjoon's pov, canon compliant, short and sweet. Seokjin and Hoseok are two idiots in love, and have been for a long time. So much fluff!!!!

for your eyes only, by @/goldenhopeworld (T, 9.7k words, 1/1) 5+1 things. I literally melted. I was squirming in my seat trying not to completely tear up. Soooo sentimental, it really touched my heart in ways other fics have not been able to.

personnel touch, by @/cutiesexysaucie (E, 9.5k words, 1/1) sooo fun and hot! Friends to lovers! Porn with plot! Feelings! Fluff! Smut! Romantic comedy! It has everything.

First Contact, by @/koconut23 (E, 11.7k words, 1/1) canon universe. Hobi is Jin's first human contact after his covid quarantine. Getting together, fluff, smut, caretaking, sickfic kinda. Friends to lovers!

[new message], by go_gentle on ao3 (E, k words, 1/1) hot boss fantasies! Porn withouth plot, sex in the office. # Seokjin's marketing team works hard. lol.

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goddamndaddies · 17 days

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You know what.. here's some random smut plots I think could be fun for each of my muses.

These are like random specific things I've thought of, I'm still down for just like generic smutty things.. and I'm a sucker for anything taboo or forbidden or anything like that.

Aaron:

He's caught stealing from your muse but instead of chasing him out or calling the cops, your muse decides to take his cock instead. (Possibly cus neglected housewife or something?

Your muse is a hero captured by him because they fell for a stupid trap or something and now is tied up at his.

Still on the hero thing.. but he's captured by your muse.

Aedan:

It's a cold night out in the wilderness and they've been travelling together for a while but now have to use each others bodies for warmth.

Archer:

Rival Spy agency has him tied up.

He's acting as bodyguard to your muse.

Bruce:

Bruce is injured and your muse is taking care of him.

Sparring/training gets a little heated.

Your a criminal whos finally caught the batman.

Rival company CEO or their wife or their daughter or something.

Your muse is cheating on their husband with playboy millionaire Bruce Wayne.

Clark:

Some sort of kryptonite that makes him horny.

Villain finally has him captured and weakened and is gonna enjoy it.

Darro:

Inquisitors have caught him and are having fun.

You've helped hid him from the empire and things are getting spicy.

Draco:

Local village has 'sacrificed' the virgin to appease the big mean dragon but he's not so mean and not so hungry.

You've gone to slay the nearby dragon but you just find some naked guy in a cave?

Harry:

Rival CEO to Oscorp.

Friends mom or sister or new step mom or something like that

Jaime:

Older hero training him just happens to be super hot and the beetle announces his arousal whilst he's pinned.

Villain's captured him and is gonna have fun.

Age gap stuffs always fun, give me hot older women xD

Chuck:

Kite Man has somehow managed to capture your muse.

Your muse is a hero who's captured him.

Kratos:

You're a worshipper of the God of War and have been praying to him and curiosity has brought him to you.

Lucifer:

Your muse makes a deal with the devil for something.

Marcus:

He's a truck driver and your muse is a hitchhiker.

Mark:

He's got the shit kicked out of him and your muse is nursing him back to health.

He's a younger muse so I'll mention the age gap fun stuff here too.

Nathan:

Nathan's found a glory hole and stuck his dick through it.

Peter:

Your muse is training with him and oops boner alert.

Honorary age gap / friends mom / whatever mention.

Your muse is captured by Spidey but is flirty to get out of it.

You've caught him.

Pietro:

Your muse is nursing him back to life essentially since he got shot.

Ravi:

Ravi's visiting a doctor friend who's stepped out but now their patient is here and he's too awkward to admit he's not a doctor but is qualified to be one so just.. is your muses doctor.

Rocket:

I guess.. Hello furries?

Rocket's injured and your muse is kind and caring and is nursing him better?

Salazar:

Your muse has gone into the room of requirement seeking knowledge of something and instead of a book, surprise, there's Salazar Slytherin.

Shadow:

Hello furries again? This is similar to rocket where i dont have much.

Your muse finds him knocked out with amnesia and nurses him better?

Thor:

Any fellow hero stuff, sparring brings arousal type of stuff.

Villains somehow captured him.

Wade:

You've captured him or he's captured you and you're being sexy to get out of it.

Billy:

Your muse has captured him.

He's captured your muse.

Roufast:

Camping on the road is cold and they use each other for warmth.

Your muse is considered a monster and he's sent to kill them but find they're not so monsterous.

Sir Pentious:

Idek, anyone interested in a snake demon with two dicks?

Or a snake angel after he's gone to heaven.

Misc:

Any age gap stuffs fun, preferably give me older women for some of my younger guys as i feel it's done waaay less than the older man.

Anything taboo like step family, your muse is cheating on their partner with mine, teacher and student, that sorta stuff.

And to wrap this up, of course I'm always open for plotting and talking through stuff and working out scenario's and what could be fun.

#ooc #wishlist

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juniperhillpatient · 1 year

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The Drill Re-watch

The Dangerous Ladies are back! And they have a big scary drill. I love how Mai is just happy to get something to do & I had honestly forgotten how consistently ecstatic Ty Lee is at any opportunity for violence. She's so adorable & scary at the same time. Have I mentioned lately how much I love Ty Lee? +1000 iconic behavior points to her for taking out all those earth-benders & scaring Katara. I had also forgotten just how scared of Ty Lee Katara is & how much she dislikes her. Katara yelling & calling Ty Lee a circus freak was a badass moment. +1000 iconic behavior points. Mai disobeying Azula just because she doesn't want to get muddy & popping up in the end like "we lost" in a deadpan voice was hilarious & very based of her, +500 iconic behavior points. Sokka's plan to take out the drill from the inside was pretty smart. +500 iconic behavior points.

My favorite part of the conflict with the drill was actually Ty Lee. I also really loved the flirty moment between her & Sokka, & Katara having to drag Sokka away. Honestly, I've never given much thought to Ty Lee/Sokka as a potential ship until this re-watch but their flirty banter during fights is so funny & cute. And I just can't get enough of Ty Lee happily kicking ass.

Surprisingly, I don't have that much to say about Azula in this episode which is rare for me but this was pretty much standard hero vs. villain "let's keep the Fire Nation out of Ba Sing Se" stuff. I mean, the Azula vs. Aang fight was badass, but I don't have any meaningful analysis of it. I think the most meaningful takeaway I have about Azula in this episode is regarding her relationship with Mai & Ty Lee. It's been commented on a hundred times that Mai disobeys Azula's order in this episode, but still, I'll comment on it again. I think it says a lot about the dynamic between Azula & Mai. Mai is a subordinate, & there is a power imbalance but Mai knows what she can & can't get away with & isn't afraid to do what she wants under certain circumstances. I think that the dynamic between these three girls is layered & this episode gives evidence to the idea that Azula does treat Mai & Ty Lee like friends to the extent that Azula can treat anyone like friends. Mai never felt coerced & if she was reluctant to follow specific orders, she simply didn't.

Jet & Zuko were my favorite part of this episode, actually. I can't believe it took me as long as it did spending time in this fandom to warm up to Jet/Zuko as a romantic pairing. Shocking & disappointing for me, really, I feel like I usually have good taste right away. SMH past me. Oh well, I see the truth now. They're literally Thee Template. Like, they met each other, said "be gay do crime" & had a touching heart to heart about both being traumatized & Zuko realized that he didn't always have to be alone & by the next episode Jet is following Zuko around like a lost puppy begging him to join his little found family. THEN freaking Iroh warms up his tea with fire-bending. Iroh, I was just warming up to you & starting to stand up for you, dude. What are you DOING? Zuko is right. For a supposedly wise old man, that's just.....really fucking stupid. I don't even know what to say. I guess Iroh got a little too comfortable? Like....what? Anyway....

Despite the rather contrived way in which it happened (yeah, sorry, I'm gonna say the writing is a LITTLE contrived like, I just don't get it is Iroh supposed to be smart or not?) I DO love a dramatic breakup between two characters who technically never even dated. Jet now knows that Zuko & Iroh are fire-benders. And MAN. A hundred smarter people than me have written fascinating essays & analyses & metas about the tragedy that Jet is right that they're fire-benders & more right than he knows because they're literally Fire Nation royalty & both personally responsible for a lot of harm inflicted by the Fire Nation but he's wrong because they are actually refugees now & not causing any new harm & also because he needs to let go of this obsessive hate because it will (& does) lead to his downfall like....We'll get to my thoughts on Jet's tragedy & his death when we get there but this set up for drama (by itself!!! pretending I'm watching for the first time!!!) IS excellent writing (if the specifics weren’t so contrived.) If only they ---- never mind, I'm done for now. I'm ending this ramble. Goodnight. Oh yes, Zuko & Jet get +1000 iconic behavior points for their quick little fling that will change them both forever & for having a dramatic breakup without Zuzu (king of drama on any other occasion!) even knowing about it.

Anyway, this was a great episode. I'm surprised I had so little to say about Azula & that she earned no iconic behavior points, but it's okay because she will blow everyone else out of the running in Crossroads of Destiny, I already know 100% for sure. Yeah, my favorite parts of this episode were the Dangerous Ladies & Jet & Zuko but I should also mention that I liked Sokka joking about the different group names even though "gaang" hasn't come up yet. And the hints about metal-bending & its potential were fun subtle foreshadowing.

#atla re watch #atla book 2 #the drill

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mermaidsirennikita · 10 months

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Caro's June 2023 Book Wrapup

This has been an interesting reading month, probably because I've been kind of severely depressed and therefore spend a lot of time reading and less time sleeping. C'est la vie!

You know what's not depressing? How much I've been enjoying Tiffany Reisz's Original Sinners series. It's definitely erotica; it may be erotic romance as well; it's for sure one of my favorite love stories I've read in a long time. Think lots of religious imagery, lots of Stuff and Thangs, lots of Father? Father. Two "heroes" (of a sort) who somehow hit every possible button I could ever have between the both of them? Check your triggers with that series, but uh..... I'm loving it.

But that's only a little of what I've read!

You, Again by Kate Goldbeck. ARC; review to come closer to publication.

Hottest Moment: This book does feature one of my favorite things, which is to say... someone getting absolutely railed and saying something they shouldn't!!!

An Island Princess Starts A Scandal by Adriana Herrera.

The sapphic historical romance we deserve! Fun, frothy, sexy, angsty--this one has it all. Manuela and Cora are equally compelling, and Adriana milks the hell out of the older, jaded seducer/flirty Young But Ready girl. Cora kicks the book off by giving us so much vampy sex appeal, only to be completed bowled over by Manuela's eagerness and charm. And I love that like... the book doesn't skip over the challenges they face as nineteenth century lesbians, but balances it with the freedoms they're both afforded and the supportive community surrounding them. Love!

Hottest Moment: Uhhhh there's one thing in this book that I did not expect to see in this book, suffice to say.

The Duke Gets Desperate by Diana Quincy. ARC; review to come closer to publication.

Hottest Moment: The hero conversationally tells the heroine "I'm taking you from behind" and bends her over a sofa.

For My Lady's Heart by Laura Kinsale.

This is a fucking ride, and everything I want from a medieval romance. There's a knight devoted to his lady fair! There's an ice queen literal princess who's so sick of everyone's shit! There's a weird teen assassin who mAY be a castrato, who knows? The adventure is high and the emotions are strong. I will say, Kinsale lets the 1300s be the 1300s, for better or worse. There's plague. Our hero definitely alludes to doing some real bad shit. But the high stakes add to the emotionality of the story, and the tale never loses its sense of humor. I was absolutely invested in Ruck and Melanthe's wild road trip--and their love story.

Hottest Moment: Ruck pretends that Melanthe is his "leman" (mistress) so that they can share a room at an inn... But oops, there are peepholes, so I guess she has to play the part now! Darn!

Band Sinister by K.J. Charles.

Fun, light, fluffy--it's a comfort read, and well worth it. We have a rake seducing a virgin and teaching him how to fuck... We have a lovely poly situation... I don't know what's not to like. I've heard of K.J. Charles described as "Heyer but gayer" and I guess there's truth to that. If you like the frothiness of Heyer, the witticisms and wordplay, that's all here. But like. There are people of color in this book, for one thing. For another, Philip and Guy actually fuck. And there's like. Depth. All of these things make me say... this is my Heyer, I guess.

Hottest Moment: Philip teaching Guy the finer points of certain verbs.

Shadowheart by Laura Kinsale.

A wild, intense, passionate, high stakes romance novel that was perfect for me. There are elements that show its era (the noncon encounter between the leads being the most obvious) but for the most part it adds to the story rather than taking away. I'm a sucker for villain-as-hero; but here, we get a villain who knows he's awful and knows he's going to Hell... and that actually bugs him. Not because he hasn't accepted Hell, but because he believes SHE is going to Heaven. Meanwhile, our heroine is of the mind that if Heaven lacks him--she doesn't want it. And she is totally willing to learn from him. In many ways, he's her mentor; and in many ways, he's totally emotionally dependent on her. It's just... so good. So emotional, so hot, so well-defined in its arc and meaning.

Hottest Moment: Really--pick a scene. But I do have a big thing for the moment when Elayne makes Allegreto role play as a captured warrior who's been brought to service her. He's right, she's perfect.

The Devil and The Heiress by Harper St. George.

I liked the first book in this series of standalones--The Heiress Gets A Duke. But it was a little rushed for me, and while the couple was charming, you could kind of tell that the author was more excited about the heroine's innocent little sister and the predatory, fortune-hunting earl eyeing her from her across the room. You can tell she's more alive and into this roadtrip-but-it's-a-trap romance, and though there isn't anything super dark about Christian, the Earl of Leigh, or anything super groundbreaking about the sweet Violet... It's just really fun and fluffy, and he gets soooo sad when he falls into the pit of his own making, and... it's candy, and I like it.

Hottest Moment: I really liked the scene where he paced in front of a fire lustfully with his dick sticking out of his underwear I can't super explain it.

For the Love of April French by Penny Aimes.

It's difficult to find romances featuring trans heroines, and it's even more difficult to find them written by trans women. And this one is a BDSM romance at that! I think that whether or not you're trans, whether or not you're into the kink scene, there's something deeply relatable to April's problem--being the mom friend, being the den mother, feeling overlooked in favor of younger, prettier, less "complicated" models. This book is honestly pretty fluffy and sweet, and it should be. But the emotional authenticity hits hard throughout.

Hottest Moment: Personally a big fan of the scene where April gives Dennis a good ol' Brentwood hello.

The Siren by Tiffany Reisz.

Note: this is an ongoing erotica (erotic romance?) series, and though I'm not going to note every book as a rec because they must be read in order.... I'm reading it and loving it. Not for the faint of heart--and I will say that the first book reads a bit darker than the others, to me--it's going to give you a little bit of everything: polyamory, hardcore BDSM, a dominant Catholic priest, a kink king, an erotica writer/dominatrix. The core trio is totally captivating, and while I won't lie, they do some... very morally dubious shit.... I simply don't care. It's too well-written and too compelling. (Soren Stan For Life.)

Hottest Moment: There is... a lot. But in the first book, for me it was 100% Soren cornering Nora in an elevator and getting her off while reminding her that they're always going to come back to each other. Also, the "my turn" flashback with Kingsley because............

Love with a Scandalous Lord by Lorraine Heath.

This is pitched as a very normal, sedate "virginal American heroine comes to England and gets swept up by London and an older, jaded lord" book. Here's the thing: our heroine, Lydia, is a second gen heroine. Her mother was the heroine of a previous book, and fell in love with Lydia's stepfather, the illegitimate son of a duke who raised Lydia from a young age. And the hero, Rhys... is Lydia's step-uncle. That in itself is pretty intense, and you get the whole "older man accidentally seducing an innocent" thing. Then there's another classic Lorraine third act twist--and it is quite a twist. The romance is pretty normal. He hates himself and feels he can't love her, she was half a virgin when she met him; it's an angsty back and forth. Personally, that works for me. Especially when our hero was the town bicycle.

Hottest Moment: Our hero doesn't want to risk getting the heroine pregnant (I mean, he's already risked that but okay) and blows her mind in... other ways. I was a bit surprised to see an ol' "fingerbang from behind" in an early 2000s Lorraine Heath, but I was not unhappy.

M is for Marquess by Grace Callaway.

I'm not a huge fan of espionage romances, that hasn't changed--and this book does have a pretty sizable espionage plot. What makes it work here is that it's really not all that convoluted, and it doesn't compete with the romance. Our hero is into the heroine from the jump but afraid of hurting her (and really, of being rejected by her in the same way he was rejected by his wife, because he is a lil kinky). Our heroine is considered frail and desperately wants to prove to everyone she isn't. It doesn't reinvent the wheel, but it is enjoyable, especially if you like a "frail heroine" a la Win Hathaway (which I do).

Hottest Moment: Thea sneaks into Gabriel's room to give him something to remember her by while they're parted. It works.

#romance novel blogging #book recs #books #book reviews #book wrap up

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mxescargot · 5 months

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Not going to lie, I really don't want to spam numbers for the couple ask game right now, but I do want to know about your characters' relationship, soooo. 1-30. :3.

(You don't actually have to answer all of them if you don't want to, you can just do any you want to do- /gen) 🌻

oughhh tyty for the ask /gen

for those unaware, tl;dr: good princess/evil queen gfs :>

couples ask game for reference

princess prima garon (she/they/one) is the archetypical heroic good princess whose family was descended from a chosen one hero that defeated an evil overlord and sent them into exile. prima is the new chosen one to defeat a new evil: vindicta nox (any pronouns), queen of the neighbouring evil kindgom and descendant of the evil overlord prima's ancestor ousted. instead, they fall in love. (also turns out the kingdom's not that bad, just has a "villainous" aesthetic)

1. at first their families were. concerned. but over time stuff worked out and now they get along fine/their countries are allies

2. see above, i think it was harder for friends to get over distrust though

3. don't know, hmm.

4. i imagine prima's most relevant ex might be the lancer to her leader in their hero-team? but either way they're on good terms and that was a while ago, just ended up being kind of incompatible for a committed relationship. maybe prima dated around as well but this would be a childhood friend... turned first love or something? 👀 considering making them arospec and realizing that later/vindicta feels "different" from the rest. vindicta is definitely also a different type of person from the people prima thought they should be dating... xe's much easier to be around as a Partner. vindicta may have a previous ex that they also ended up not being too compatible with, but that ex had a worse attitude about it and it ended on worse terms.

5. initially, they don't get many chances to sleep in the same bed. however physical touch is vv important to them (totally not projecting /s) so when their families and the people in their kingdoms became more okay with it they spend the night together alllll the time. usually at vindicta's place because he's, yknow, actively ruling crows country and travel arrangements are a pain in the ass. ANYWAYS prima loves sleeping tightly curled up into vindicta. or the two spoon, they probably have one of those couples' pillows so your arm isn't crushed

6. they ABSOLUTELY give each other nicknames/pet names. vindicta calls prima riri, while they call xem vin. vindicta uses a lot of the typical flirty villain pet names: "my dear", "my sweet", etc. this happens to fluster prima a lot, though it's hard for one to admit the obvious fact that one finds it attractive. prima isn't big on pet names except using the ones her gf calls her sarcastically sometimes, which it finds kinda funny. sometimes they jokingly call each other their full names and titles.

7. vindicta likes how strong-willed and determined her riri is, almost stubborn. however, this can almost be exasperating and sometimes prima doesn't know ones own limits. less decided/articulate on what prima likes and dislikes about vindicta

8. not gonna go into too much detail about this (i am a minor) but prima: vindicta's overall height/build (vin is the taller one), and voice if that counts as physical vindicta: probably into collarbones? and the uhh waist/stomach area yk.

9. didn't know what this was, looked it up. seems to be about commitment and also just, happiness in a long term relationship? so i guess so.

10. haven't built out too specific of a timeline yet but they've definitely had big fights over what i mentioned in #7 with vin getting frustrated over prima being kinda self destructive and almost obsessed with "the right thing"

11. idk how to articulate this 😭

12. the respective royal families/courts freaking out, crises in both of their kingdoms, probably a death in prima's family

13. as i mentioned, both really value physical touch. they also both do a lot of words of affirmation (building off of hero/villain banter). besides that vindicta leans more gift giving and prima more acts of service/quality time. in terms of unique expressions of love, they like sparring with each other and helping improve the other's swordsmanship. prima enjoys trying to cook things that vin might like and generally like... presenting skills she's learning to him. meanwhile vindicta likes surprising darks gf with gifts related to their interests in particular, dark really enjoys their reactions.

14. idk what really counts as a "little thing" but? prima: smelling petrichor after rain. finding shapes in the clouds, moon, or stars. experiencing hypnogogia before falling asleep. running your hand along cold, polished stone. enjoying a drink so warm it almost burns your tongue. vindicta: happy vestibular stimming. waking up as the sun rises. noticing the seasons change. aspects of prima's style of magic usage: a pinkish yet golden light, a hard-to-describe tingling feeling.

15. prima definitely picked up a bit of that "flirty villain" vibe in her mannerisms, while vindicta has grown a bit more lighthearted and energetic in conversation. they copy each others' stims.

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Hi dear, how are you? hope you’re doing okay! Can you write a snippet where the villain is “drunk” and tries to seduce the hero? (At the end we find out the villain is not really drunk, but they just wanted to have fun)

Very vague, but i like your imagination so ik it will be a masterpiece! If it’s not a problem, make it spicy 🫶thankss

Under the influence

Part 2

Warnings: intoxication, slightly? spicy content ig

Hero rounds the corner, shuts the kitchen door and leans over the counter to steady themselves. The party is raging - and it's absolute chaos. If their growing headache is any indication, it is a success. They press the balls of their palms into their eyes to soothe the burning behind them. Hero feels feverish despite not drinking anything that contained alcohol - to their knowledge, that is. They did suspect one of the reporters had tried to spike their drink in search of a sensation, so they threw it onto the ground a couple hours ago and had been drinking orange juice.

The loud bangs of music clash against their eardrums again, returning them to the present when someone opens the door behind their back. Hero turns, about to snap at them to get out, but notices how crooked the smile adorning the striking dumb face of the intruder is.

"Hiiii, daaarrrling!" Villain's excited shriek is followed by an awkward wave. Hero quirks an eyebrow at them which Villain ignores. Their words slur when they speak again. "Happy Birrrthdaaayyy!"

"What are you doing here?" Hero questions, still wary. There's no way you came here to congratulate me, they think.

And Villain... giggles. They giggle!

Hero pauses for a good moment, taken aback by the inebriated state of their nemesis. When did this asshole get here to be this intoxicated already? And how come Hero didn't notice them before? Or anyone else, for that matter? A dozen questions flood their mind as they watch Villain sway when they try to lean against the door, evidently finding it difficult to stand upright.

"It's your birthday," Villain states matter-of-factly. They wave their hand in Hero's direction but are unable to focus their gaze on one thing. "Plus, you mentioned the party, so I thought..."

Failing to find words, Hero nods. They weren't exactly opposed to having Villain attend. In fact, this interaction was the most fun they had all evening. Partying wasn't exactly their thing. When the agency suggested throwing a party to celebrate their birthday, Hero paid no actual mind to it. Until they realised that it was not a joke, that is. They objected profusely for two whole weeks but were ignored for the sake of publicity. The amount of reporters present was a telling sign the event had nothing to do with celebrating them.

Seeing as they remain silent, Villain sighs, running a hand over their face. "I can leave if you want?"

Hero shakes their head. They can't help the soft smile that tugs at their lips when Villain does a little cheer dance in response. Except the idiot loses their footing in the process, and is about to plant face-first onto the floor. Hero catches them on pure reflex, wrapping an arm around their waist and grasping their forearm with the other.

"Woah..." Villain looks up at Hero, relying on their support to remain standing. "That was hot!"

Hero's eyes widen quite comically, so Villain giggles again, unbothered by the fact that they are still in Hero's arms. They are warm and smell of cinnamon and apple, so Villain leans in, sniffing them with a humm of appreciation. Hero can feel the heat rising to their ears and chooses to blame it on the air con not working properly.

"You're sloshed." The conclusion is obvious, judging by their flushed cheeks and hazy eyes. It's a shocking discovery, nonetheless.

Villain huffs, pushing against Hero's chest with open palms to detangle themselves from their embrace. "I'm not that drunk."

The claim fails to sound convincing because Villain hiccups halfway through it.

"Yes, you are," Hero can't help the chuckle that escapes them. They are flabbergasted by the absurdity of the situation and irritated by the fact that Villain manages to look stunning despite their state. It feels surreal. "Absolutely wasted."

"Am. Not." Villain's eyes narrow dangerously, and for a moment, Hero thinks they'll leave. They don't want Villain to leave. And that is another shocking discovery of the day. "Got it?"

"Okay, fine," Hero raises their arms in defeat, contemplating possible action. "You're not drunk, just incredibly silly."

Villain huffs again, crossing their arms over their chest but not objecting when Hero hooks an arm around their shoulders to lead them towards the sink. They pour a glass of water and hand it to Villain. There is no way they will allow them to drive; taking them home is not an option either - seeing that Hero has no idea where they live. And Villain would prefer to slam head first into a wall than reveal the location of their lair.

"Now let's get you in bed so you can continue not being drunk," Hero suggests, gesturing towards the stairs. Keeping the enemy in their home isn't the best solution, but at least they'll be safe. As well as the city.

"In bed? That soon?" Villain's murmur drags them out of their thoughts in a rather pleasant manner. "Impatient, I like it!"

"What?" Hero's ears turn an adorable shade of red. They shake their head vehemently as crimson patches begin to cover their neck. "That's not what I meant, I..."

Alas, it's too late. Villain springs forward with astonishing speed and latches onto their lips before Hero has the chance to react. They fail to protest due to shock and... well, desire to be kissed by the worst possible choice in their life. Not that they would admit to it, of course.

Hero dissolves into the kiss quicker than anticipated, kissing Villain back the second Villain's hand wraps around their shoulders. They lose all sense of self as Villain's lips ghost over their throat, leaving a rough kiss below their ringing ear. They can't hear the party anymore, though they assume it's still swinging somewhere far away. Their kitchen feels detached from the world, coursing through the silent void on the other side of the universe.

Villain fists their shirt, and Hero picks them up, taking a few steps forward and placing them on the countertop. Villain draws them closer by the buckles on their belt, wrapping their legs around Hero's waist and earning a growling moan from Hero's chest. They pull Villain closer to feel them flush against their own body and meet their parted lips in a hungry kiss. Villain smiles against their mouth, swallowing every short gasp that escapes them as they draw a hand down Hero's toned stomach, lifting their shirt and flattening their fingers into the muscles beneath.

The reality crashes onto Hero's head like a bucket of cold water. Their eyes shoot open in terror as their whole body goes rigid with scorching flames of shame that flood them. They stop Villain's hand and pry it off of them.

"No! Stop!" Villain grabs their face, capturing their mouth again, so Hero pushes them away, restraining their hands at their sides. Their voice fills with panic as they speak. "We can't. We can't."

"Why not?" Villain leans back to take in their face in the dim light.

The uproar of the party is still muted in their ears, despite their return to the real world in which Villain is a) their irritating yet beautiful archnemesis and b) too befuddled to consent to whatever they were getting down to.

"I can't do this," Hero whispers, although it comes out a whimper. They shake their head for good measure and step back to distance themselves from the ravishing menace.

This time, Villain does not try to stop them, shrinking under Hero's gaze. Their eyes are vacant, and they make it a point to look away. Hero fails to decipher their expression until they jump off the counter.

"I'm sorry," they whisper, biting into their lower lip to suppress whatever emotions are raging behind their empty stare.

"No, Vil, I am," Hero interrupts, but Villain ignores their apology altogether.

"I didn't realise..." They pause for a moment, running a hand through their hair and finally facing Hero. "I should have asked if you wanted it."

"Of course I wanted it!" Hero's pitch reaches an uncomfortable height, scratching their throat through every word - they cannot bring themselves to care anymore. "I still do. I want to kiss you. But not like this. Not when you're not fully conscious."

Hero's words wipe the hurt expression off of Villain's face, illuminating it with a cunning smile that sends Hero's heart aflutter.

"Except, I am," Villain claims, crossing their arms over their chest and watching their nemesis with unexplained curiosity.

"Hm?" Hero knows they are missing something important here - they can't grasp what it is yet.

"I am perfectly sound of mind," Villain shakes their head, chuckling softly. Hero looks positively lost. "In all respects."

It strikes them then that Villain no longer looks intoxicated. Their speech is clear, their movements are controlled, no longer stumbling or swaying, and their eyes are no longer droopy or musky. And when they stride towards Hero, their steps are firm and deliberate.

"What the everloving fuck is this..." Hero's complaint is cut short when Villain cups their cheeks, silencing them with a kiss.

A smug smile blossoms on Villain's face as they pull away, resting their forehead against Hero's as they whisper to their stunned nemesis. "Happy birthday, darling."

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Hi love!

I'm doing okay, thank you! I hope you are well too. I had an absolute blast writing this and hope you'll like what this idea ended up as.

Thank you for this request :) I had so much fun writing it!

Sunny

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Cubfan

Name ; Cubfan

Nicknames ; Cub

Age ; 30

Pronouns/Gender ; he/him , Trans Male

Species ; Sculk monster thing.

Place of birth ; America

. ⋅ ˚̣- : ✧ : – ⭒ ⊹ ⭒ – : ✧ : -˚̣⋅ .

Likes ; Books, science, creatures, bugs, bright/flashy colors

Dislikes ; silence, unwanted trouble, boredom

Triggers ; n/a atm (tbd)

Fears ; water.

Pets ; the warden that lives in his basement shrugs

Family; doesnt know family/dead , Scars older brother

Partner ; Ari / White Swan

Friends ; may be tbd

. ⋅ ˚̣- : ✧ : – ⭒ ⊹ ⭒ – : ✧ : -˚̣⋅ .

Eye color ; cyan

Hair color ; Jet black

Hair style ; Slicked back with some loose strands

Height ; 5'3

Body type ; plus sized, kinda pear shaped

Other ; Has horns, and blacked out eyes with cyan pupils

༻✦༺ APPEARANCE༻✧༺APPEARANCE༻✦༺

Cub is shorter than most his age, and wears a white lab coat with a baby blue button up under it. He wears a black tie to compliment his hair, and has short and slim glasses. Cub wears a pink heart necklace and a very small jar of vex magic around his neck. Cub usually wears his shirt open/unbuttoned, but not always, since he likes to stay professional in his work environment. He has long protruding horns, which come out of his head, he can easily hide his sculk form. Cub also wears nice work shoes, and is pretty much a 50:50 ratio of legs-torso.

. ⋅ ˚̣- : ✧ : – ⭒ ⊹ ⭒ – : ✧ : -˚̣⋅ .

Vert type ; ambrivert

༻✦༺ PERSONALITY༻✧༺PERSONALITY༻✦༺

Cub is smart and a bit of a loner. He prefers to spend his time working on his creations which usually keep him company in his time alone. Cub enjoys reading and bright colors, which make him easily distracted when seeing them. Cub is open-minded and creative, which leaves him knowing more than he lets on. He is loyal to those he works with, and those he loves, and despite feeling his power was an unfair "gift" to him, he wouldnt change his life for the world. Hes reserved about his past and how he thinks the future will go, always focused on the now now and what hes doing at the moment. He is rather flirty and cocky, just has that bisexual rizz i guess.

. ⋅ ˚̣- : ✧ : – ⭒ ⊹ ⭒ – : ✧ : -˚̣⋅ .

Hero/Villain/Vigilante ; Vigilante

Hero/Villain/Vigilante name ; The Sculk

Why they’re Hero/Villain/Vigilante ; "What else could I do with the cards that id been dealt"

Reputation ; neutral for now

Weaknesses ; arrogant, blunt

Strengths ; Brave, confident, open-minded, loyal

༻✦༺ POWER༻✧༺POWER༻✦༺

Cub is strong and smart, unlike Mumbo who is smart in mechanics, Cub is smart in creating. He creates and dissects species, learning the anatomy and brain of each and every one. He also takes preexisting species, and can skulkify them. Cub has a decaying touch, which is exactly as it sounds. Everything he touches decays, which is why he wears special gloves that he has designed for himself to keep himself and those he loves safe.

. ⋅ ˚̣- : ✧ : – ⭒ ⊹ ⭒ – : ✧ : -˚̣⋅ .

◊ Ari - Current girlfriend

◊ Scar - Biological Brother

◊ Grian and Mumbo - Brothers in law (kinda, and not for long LMAO)

◊ The Doctor - Cub hates this guy, not sure if theyre enemies though.

◊ The Witchdoctor - tbd

all art creds as always to @cherry-b0y

#deepdark elysian info #cubfan135 #cubfan #god i hate him #i actually love him #my type is mad scientists #awooga #anyways sorry #not actually sorry tho

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GOOD GOOD YOU'VE BEEN OSMOSIS'D. thats all u need to know about mlb. superhero identities. evil guy who makes people villains. its like that but without the animal fairies. perhaps. havent figured out how katherine becomes a catgirl im working on it now basically its s1 shrub and s2 kath.

Shrub

shrubs that small town girl in the big city for college (forestry major)

the wolf spirit is something that's been passed down in her family

got that wolf-like abilities and can summon her wolf pack in a if she calls they choose to answer type thing

her family has like a reserve or sanctuary for the pack of some sort. the wolves, they're a little immortal u see.

originally a spirit of vengeance born from the death of lord mars & lady taurus

through the generations has become more of a spirit of protection for the forest but the vengeful spirits still there

and for more recent holders of the wolf spirit, channeling that vengeful spirit can be very taxing on their body & they lose a bit of themselves

shrub especially is scared to use it since that is how her dad passed but she still chooses to be the next holder

also because uh. whoops! bloodline kinda ends with her! fern passed down a family heirloom to a sapphic asexual

she has celebrity-type sort of surface level crush on night hunter as he's seen her on the news

develops into a regular crush once they become teammates

Katherine

a model. wants to open up a studio

also wants to escape her parents who aren't like supervillain evil just. regular evil.

so she moves to college (fashion major. obviously)

guess who's her roommate

when she's night hunter, she experiments a lot with her costumes as n uses it to express herself

yes ive trans'ed her gender and made her genderqueer

also she has a staff like her inspo chat noir but like. it also turns into an axe and that makes her cooler

it has also made the public question her gender identity multiple times

so theres an ongoing theory is that there are 2 (3?) cat looking heroes running around.

the public altering between diff pronouns when they refer to her definitely gave her that Realisation. not fully. but she's getting there

as night hunter she's a little flirty but like. as a joke kind of flirty. like what do you mean you took that seriously flirty. cause shes a little acearo.

(ive acearo'd her too)

has slowly been developing a crush on shrub since she never heard of katherine before

shes never really had a (proper) relationship like that especially one where they eagerly listen and engage in her ramblings

like to her shrubs the whole package n she's uncharacteristically flustered around shrub as night hunter

to kind of tldr the rest-

xornoth (conan) fills in for that evil guy that makes other people evil.

joeys also here, still has a crush on kath.

they're mainly childhood best friends here bc chloe n adrien were and joey n kath really fit their dynamic

also has a superhero identity thats his pirate guy, goes by a lot of names for the theatrics night hunter calls him "Captain" for convenience

he and night hunter switch from being mlm/wlw teamwork to mlm/wlw hostility constantly

scott n conan had a summer house in shrubs town so they're childhood friends

shrub has a little "i can fix him" complex for xornoth even before she finds out he's conan which develops the complex more

also xornoths kind of a demonic entity conan accidentally woke up now hes possessed and slowly losing himself dang

HES POSSESSED HIMSELF???? yeaahhhh!!!!! i love self possession

this is all sosososososo real shes ace and shes aroace and shes just like me [flirty for funzies sometimes] and i love tbat she just has different costumes n the different pronouns and and and. yeag❤️❤️❤️

#[asks]#THINKS ABOUT IT FOREVER

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