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mystic-novella · 1 year

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“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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inkygemuwu · 2 years

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Hero: “Are you trying to seduce me?”

Villain: “Why, are you seducible?”

— Prompt written by @amberss.

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“Are you trying to seduce me?”

“Why, are you seducible?” the villain smirked.

The hero’s face flashed, flustered, at the villain’s response. They didn’t expect them to answer in such a way. At least not like that.

This wasn’t the first time the villain tried to seduce them. They’d tried it before, several times, and yet it never ceased.

The little compliments and the eandearing nicknames were the start of it all. It was just flirting at the beginning, but then graduated to something bigger, this.

The villain advanced closer, and the hero instinctively took a few steps back, alarmed, heart hammering.

“Isn’t it obvious?” the villain mused, and raised a sensuous brow.

All of a sudden the hero’s mouth felt dry, unable to speak. They took another step back, just for the villain to mimick the gesture.

The both of them kept on, until the hero’s back hit the wall.

The villain stood in front of them, tall and beautiful and generally deadly. They rested both hands on either side of the hero’s head, blocking them any possible paths of escape.

The sight before the hero’s eyes was dazzling, like looking at the sun. Too big, too bright.

“You look lovely, blushing like that.” the villain purred, cupping the hero’s burning cheek oh so gently. “It makes me wonder, really, how exquisite you’d look like as a disheveled and hot mess on my bed.” their eyes became half-lidded, dark and rich with a glint of pure admiration.

The hero flinched at the caress of the villain’s smooth hand. Soft, yet hypnotising. A deeper shade of red crept upon their features.

The villain never failed to make the hero’s stomach pool with heat.

“You wouldn’t even get the chance.” the hero choked, breath hitching.

Their stomach lurked again with the same sting of hots when they heard the villain’s amused giggle. “Oh, I wouldn’t be so sure, dear.” the villain crooned, gaze voluptuous. “I don’t need to take you by force. I can make you give yourself to me.”

“Persuasive are we?”

“Perhaps.” the villain said, “Perhaps not. It’s your choice. You’re responsible for your own actions anyway.”

The hero glared at them, at their audacity. How could they say something like that while they were clearly messing with the hero’s mind?

“You’re the one who’s enticing me!”

“And you like it,” the villain replied, tilting their head attractively, “don’t you, darling?”

The hero snarled, but they did like it, and they hated themselves for that. They hated themselves for being so predictable and unable to even pretend they weren’t affected by the villain’s temptation skills.

The hero suddenly gasped at the villain’s hand snaking up their arm and to their hair, gingerly stroking it. “Touchy touchy.” they chuckled, charmingly so.

“S–stop. God damn it– stop!” the hero rasped.

“Now now, little hero, don’t be so rude. Aggression doesn’t suit you.”

The hero tried to snarl, to show as much ferocity they could master, but it only made the villain laugh.

They felt small, ridiculous, ashamed. As if they were nothing but a small toy to play with and discard when not needed anymore. It wasn’t fair. This wasn’t fair. The villain wasn’t fair.

The villain let out a yelp of pain at the harsh kick they received to their stomach.

The hero fled. They decided that they’d make sure to be prepared next time they meet the villain.

Not a prompt.

#not a pr0mpt #inspired/ based on a pr0mpt #hero x villain #villain x hero #seduction #flirtation #flirting #seductive villain #flirty villain #seducible hero #flustered hero #kiss #suggestive #writing #my writing #original writing #ficlet #prompt fill #prompt continuation

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poorly-drawn-mdzs · 3 months

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The girls are plottinggggg

[First] Prev <–-> Next

#poorly drawn mdzs #mdzs #wen chao #wang lingjiao #Realizing she was supposed to have an upper lip mole was a cold slap in the face. So sorry ma'am. I won't forget again.#They are evil dumbass 4 evil dumbass and I think we are all missing out on the sheer potential of the comedy between these two.#They have way too much power and are using it for the wrong reasons - which makes them truly great villains.#And when things don't go their way they become piles of whining sludge.#Wang Lingjiao is forever fascinating to me even though we only get crumbs about her.#She's a servant girl who's greatest asset is her beauty and her attractiveness.#Meaning she's had a life being in the gaze of people with significant positions of power over her.#I can't help but read her childishness and petty tantrums as someone who has finally been given the chance to not feel powerless.#If she was a more virtuous type we might 'like' her more but honestly...I don't think she would have survived to this point.#WLJ has only known power hierarchies her whole life. Probably accused of seduction before she even understood what that meant.#I love contrasting her with mianmian because they have similar(ish) backgrounds but different approaches to moving forwards #But WLJ's story is about flying too close to the sun and mianmian's is about going too close to the water.#Like the sea mist dragging her down into complacency - all the sect powerplays are mandatory to 'go along with' if she wants to climb-#-the social ladder. Yet she is the cautionary tale (and a foil to JGY as well) she leaves before sacrificing her own morals.#Mianmian flies away with her wings only slightly plucked while those who sacrificed everything to reach for the top crash and burn.

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drrav3nb · 6 months

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verycharismaticdragon · 5 months

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I am DONE done with black lotus Binghe's robes

I have a bunch of photos to edit but. tomorrow

For now, please enjoy this picture of Shen Qingqiu having first-world problems 😑

#svsss #shen qingqiu #luo binghe #bingqiu #scum villain's self saving system #mxtx #danmei novels #nendo bingqiu saga #nendo trials and tribulations #i gave big-he his og hair after this so now i kinda need to figure out what to do about bunhe's. i could buy some other hair piece for him #but im also considering 3d printing. and sculpting. options options #also you probably wont see it if i dont mention it but bighe is not wearing any pants. i plan to make him some eventually but for now #im cracking up about his seductive side slit (only available at extremely limited angle). i should draw that lol

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sunnynwanda · 9 months

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Seduction Subversion

Warning: Suggestive. Spicy. Quite descriptive. Minors DNI

When Hero decided to seduce Villain to keep them occupied before a high-profile event in the city, they did not expect their nightly patrols to turn into regular trips to the enemy's lair. And yet they did.

The mayor had summoned them that day to inform them that the country's elite would be arriving shortly and that they needed to keep Villain as far away from the city hall as possible. Any necessary resources would be provided for them to keep the criminal at bay.

Hero spent two full days thinking about possible distractions, but nothing seemed grand enough to overshadow the event. It was then that the insane idea first crossed their mind. They shook their head at the ridiculousness of the thought and let out a low chuckle. One must be either completely deranged or desperate to even consider that. They were sat by their desk, sipping their eighth coffee in four hours. Come to think of it, it could have been a side effect of excessive caffeine consumption. Adding the issue they had been mulling over day and night created a ground for asinine ideas. They brushed it off as swiftly as it had popped into their head. Yet the thought never truly left their mind.

They land on a ledge, glancing over their shoulder to ensure no one is following, and let themselves in. Villain's bedroom smells of lavender and candle wax - the scent had become familiar to them in the last couple of months. They remember the first time they snuck here. Villain had raised an eyebrow.

"I thought we agreed to refrain from attacking on personal territory?" they had asked, unamused by Hero's intrusion.

"I'm not here to attack," despite their calm demeanour, Hero's heart was quivering in panic in their chest. They shrug to look more at ease.

"Then?" Villain disregarded the gesture, facing them with confidence. It wasn't entirely unexpected that Hero would show up today of all days. They expected to be arrested under ridiculous charges when they learnt of the high-ranked visitors that were of no interest to them. Yet they didn't say anything.

"I want to talk," Hero started vaguely. They had no idea what to say. They hadn't thought this far ahead because they had been freaking out as is. Thinking about it was only going to reel them more. After all, the only way of avoiding anxiety was pure improvisation. Except it wasn't helping Hero's anxiety now.

"Well?" Villain had prompted, and Hero did the only thing they could think of. They grabbed Villain by the shoulders and smacked their lips over Villain's mouth.

In all honesty, Hero expected a slap or a punch to the guts, but none followed. Instead, Villain's lips parted in a gasp, allowing Hero's tongue to slide in. Their fingers dug into Hero's forearms, and Hero, lost in the moment, pulled Villain closer, only to be pushed hard against the chest. They stumbled back, a horrified expression plastered on their face. Villain's eyes were unreadable.

"I- I'm sorry," they whispered, ashamed of what they had done. But, Villain pressed a finger to their lips, silencing them as they walked towards them, forcing Hero to take several steps back.

They only stopped when the back of Hero's knees hit the edge of their bed. Hero glanced at it before meeting the barely controlled gaze of their nemesis, waiting for their next move. But Villain seized to move, allowing Hero to decide if they were ready to proceed. If they wanted to. Hero could have stopped right then and there. Yet they did not.

When they pulled Villain's shirt off, leaving a trail of kisses on their collarbones, Hero couldn't remember why they were there. When Villain leaned in, raking their long fingers through their hair, Hero couldn't remember what their mission was. By the time Villain rolled off them, falling onto the bed as heavy pants escaped their lips, Hero had forgotten there was an event in the city.

All they could remember were the soft moans and hushed curses Villain let out as they undressed each other. The way their muscles tensed and eyes darkened when Hero bit their earlobe or dug their nails into their thighs, pulling them closer until no space was left between them. The way their breath shuddered when their chests pressed together in feverish friction.

Hero jumps off the windowsill and crosses the room, discarding their clothes as they go. They slide under the covers and are met by Villain's arms that wrap around them and pull them against their lover's chest.

"You're late today," Villain whispers into their ear. Hero nods. They want to tell them about the patrol, complain about some foolish thieves that tried to rob a convenience store, but the moment Villain's lips touch their shoulder, they forget everything.

When Hero decided to seduce Villain to keep them occupied before a high-profile event in the city, they did not expect to utterly and irrevocably crash into love with the enemy. And yet they did.

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eloise175 · 3 months

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VADTD Novel spoilers - side stories chapter 32

A guide to seduction with the sillies: Penelope the girlfailure of them all who is actually very jealous over her not husband, and Callisto the idiot sandwich who is as dense as ever and got his clothes ripped to shreds because of it

Drunk Penelope is an absolute menace hfhsbsjs ‘Mr. Regulus’ is peak rizz, W Penelope rizz 🦅🦅

Callisto shall learn the true feeling of being manhandled into submission from this moment onward ✨

#el’s thoughts #the sillies #pls they’re so silly #I can’t take them seriously #failed seduction attempt that actually succeeded??!#Penelope in her rizzler era #Callisto the ever dense simp #penelope eckart x callisto regulus #penelope eckhart #penelope eckart #callisto regulus #villains are destined to die #vadd #vadd novel #(non official titles):#death is the only ending for a villainess #death is the only ending for the villainess

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her-writings-blog · 8 months

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If I was a villain chatacter…🖤🗡️🍷

If I were a villain instead I think I’d be either a hunter, a witch or a dragon tamer🖤

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bisexual-cyborg · 2 years

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Loving deep space 9 bc one episode will be like ‘a sentient puppy-like computer virus causes hijinks around the station as a milf gets thirsty for odo’ and then the next episode will be like ‘the gang is telepathically forced to recreate the dying war crimes of a destroyed civilisation’

#I’m just glad that odo got some of the love that he deserves #also evil mutiny Kira was very seductive with everyone including dax and I enjoyed that #and villainous Julian you have my heart #bee talks ds9 #ds9 #odo

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tawneybel · 4 months

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Note: For judge-m0rt1s.

“Make my monster grow!”

You opened your mouth to explain there wasn’t a need for magic, then snapped it shut when Rita’s hand snaked out of its roomy sleeve. Her well-groomed nails could have easily embedded themselves in your skin. You didn’t feel in harm’s way. Shrill gloating was the closet thing to torture, so far, that she had subjected you to.

Considering you were actually fond of Rita’s screech, being captured wasn’t so bad. You weren’t sure why she was boasting, though. The Putties had apprehended you. There’d been zero resistance. Plus Rita Repulsa’d been kind enough to provide a couch. Which she had parked herself on, very modest dress invading your space.

Modest, aside from the bra. Eat your heart out, Madonna.

Again you wondered whether to explain no magic wanders were needed to make “her” monster grow. Because it was hard to say no to this villainess. Supervillainess. Her and Lord Zedd were not an item. She made that much clear. The Putty Patrollers were outside. Presumably at her beck and call, but only if she screamed loudly enough. Which wouldn’t be a problem. Not that you necessarily planned on making her scream. The sofa was potentially ample enough for sixty-nining. Rita, once disrobed, would be dainty enough to be picked up and satisfied orally.

A series of wonderful visions paraded through your mind. Rita deciding to keep her collar on. Rita letting her cups… er, cones fall from her pert breasts. Rita letting her hair down. Rita thwacking one of the Rangers who decided to rescue you. Rita letting the Putty Patrol escort the Power Ranger out due to a truce because your magic staff is just that good.

“I’m not wearing underwear!” she shrieked.

You winced. Dragged from your daydream of alternating positions. Silvery blue-accentuated eyes narrowed at your reaction.

“Well, technically you’re not going commando.”

Rita tilted her head. “Huh?”

She followed your gaze. Rita laid the wand across your laps (very trusting of her!). Then her hands snapped to her bust, unsnapping the spiked brassiere. Her Elizardbethan collar came off with it.

Despite her general modesty, and having been stuck in a space dumpster for millennia, Rita Repulsa had a pretty even tan.

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dontheckinswear · 4 months

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figuring out how i want to draw these guys! getting into danmei has made me way more passionate about making sure their faces are distinctive haha. it’s so easy to draw characters as looking way too similar since they all have long dark hair. i’m not 100% set on their hairstyles but but i love character design so this was fun exercise :)

#misvil #mistakenly saving the villain #song qingshi #yue wuhuan #apologies to anyone trying to decipher my handwriting #trying to balance sqq’s huge soft eyes with other features on his face so he still looks masculine #and make ywh look as seductive as possible

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gingerly-writing · 2 years

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Prompt #3125

"You were supposed to flirt with [supervillain], not make him fall in love with you!"

#prompt #my prompt #heroes and villains #seduction #love

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aroacehanzawa · 1 year

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something rather disturbing i've seen in anime is the tendency to infantilise adult female characters or otherwise portray them as more childlike (we all know this) but then conversely the villains/antagonists who are clearly young girls are the ones who are portrayed more adult-like or somewhat "seductive"

#do you know what i mean?#this came to mind from trigun stampede where meryl is... really childlike for someone meant to be at least a teenager #(canonically like 21 i think?? at least in the og)#but then those semi-human girl villains are clearly depicted with this... disturbing 'seductive' air around them #like femme fatale type of air #i dont know how else to describe it but. you get me?#and i know i've seen this in other shows as well but can't name any of the top of my head

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ufonaut · 1 year

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The aggressive content of comic books is so conspicuous that most observers fail to notice that this aggression is rigidly channelized, that the willingness of any reader to accept a fantasy escape from his frustrations presupposes a willingness to achieve less than total and actual escape. Like all other forms of dreaming, literature operates under a censorship. And this censorship -- in both its legal and internalized expression -- does not allow any direct, total attack on the frustration that elicits the dream. It offers a choice.

- Love and Death: A Study in Censorship (1949), Gershon Legman

Five years before Fredric Wertham’s infamous Seduction of the Innocent essay and the subsequent spark of anti-comic sentiment that nearly killed the industry along with the introduction of the Comics Code Authority and the Senate Subcommittee Hearing into Juvenile Delinquency, Gershon Legman had explored similarly sentiments in Love and Death: A Study in Censorship (1949).

The belief that the violence of pre-code comics was harmful to children and the approach of the ‘Superman model’ as inherently fascist explored in Legman’s work would form much of the basis for Wertham’s later criticism and the crusade against comics. Interestingly enough, Gershon Legman is widely believe to have been gay himself.

#love and death #love and death 1949 #love and death: a study in censorship #gershon legman #fredric wertham #seduction of the innocent #anti-comics sentiment #anti comics sentiment #comics censorship #comic book history #u can reblog #i thought this was immensely interesting and obvious nonsense aside i think it brings up much better points than wertham's nonsense #primarily because legman is legitimately concerned w the portrayal of villains are racialized caricatures in some way or another #vs the white conventionally attractive socially acceptable hero by default #and thats a very interesting sentiment for 1949 #equally interesting is the wording in regards to what exactly this portrayed mindless violence is supposed to do and i would agree w it #to the extent regarding. say. present day military propaganda in superhero movies #theres a lot to be said about it but id say its wildly interesting #and then extremely funny when it implies all aac and dc employes were gay. hell i wish #the end is obviously nonsense but i think it does read differently coming from a gay man #thoughts anybody?

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sprout-fics · 1 year

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You’re my dream König blog, how do you make him so HOT? Much love <3

I sprinkle him with a finely dusted seasoning of Old Bay, because I'm a Marylander. Now he's extra super delicious

#LOL #Listen I inflict all my hopes and wishes of a seductive and enticing villain onto him that's all

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thepenultimateword · 2 years

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Femme fatale villains X brooding stoic supervillains.

“You really got yourself into a jam, didn't you darling?" Villain purred, circling around the tiger trap like a slinking cat that had cornered her prey.

The supervillain crumpled at the bottom only glared up at her, blood streaming between his eyes and pasting a couple dark locks across the bridge of his nose. "Get away from me."

"Rude." Villain plopped down on her stomach, elbows rested just along the pit's edge, and kicked her legs back and forth in the air. The supervillain's glare grew more intense, but she only smiled. "I only want to help."

“I don’t need help.”

"Oh, really? So you're not concerned that you set off the heroes' little alarm and they're on their way over right now to see who was dumb or desperate enough to set foot on their property?"

"I'm Supervillain," the villain rumbled evenly in the back of his throat, as if that was a convincing enough statement for Villain to walk away. Of course, Villain had heard the name, and it was an impressive one, but she also knew empty pride when she saw it.

"That's nice, darling." She rolled back to her feet and brushed herself off. With an elegant flick of her wrist, she whipped a wicked hook off the back of her belt and drove it deep into the soft earth. She looped the attached roped around her arm and leaned back, testing her weight against it. It held. Hopefully, it stayed that way. "Make way!"

"What are you--" Supervillain began as she began repelling over the edge. He quickly cut off. Maybe he knew by now that it was useless protesting. Maybe secretly beneath all that bitter pomp, he wanted help. Or maybe he caught a glimpse of these sweet biceps. She grinned a little at the taught muscles rippling below the capped sleeves of her vest.

The dirt billowed up around her toes as her feet pounded on the dusty bottom.

"Let's see the damage." She weaved around the sharp wooden stakes, protruding from the earth. One planted itself firmly between Supervillain's ribs and a couple others carried crimson stains that matched the gouge marks in his forearm and thigh. Though those injuries paled in comparison to the ghastly condition of his other leg, twisted unnaturally at the knee while flashes of skin through the tears in his trousers turned a terrible, bruised purple.

"You really thought you were getting out on this poor little crunched leg?"

Supervillain turned his head toward one of the dirt walls. "I don't know. Perhaps. It probably looks worse than it is."

"You must be biting back tears right now."

Supervillain forced his clenched jaw apart. "No, I--"

"Just truly, completely, breaking down inside, huh?"

He hesitated, looking torn between making a convincing protest and locking his jaw down on his pain again.

"Don't worry darling," Villain tucked the bloodied hair out of his face with her thumbs, measuring the necessary calm in her expression as she uncovered the oozing gash across his forehead. He had really fallen into these spikes full force. He was lucky not to be blind. "I'm here to help now."

Supervillain forced his widened gaze from her eyes to the wound in his thigh, digging his palm against the bleeding with a sharp wince. "Well, if you're already here..."

Villain ran her hand down the back of his head fondly and then immediately got to work. First things first, the stake gouging his middle. She didn't know how deep that went, and she wasn't about to make him bleed to death finding out. She chose a serrated knife off her belt and made quick work sawing the offending stake in half. "You just hold that in place until we're somewhere safer."

Supervillain's arm movement was stiff, but he slowly complied.

Next, Villain tied the rope staunchly around Supervillain's hips. "If we had more time, I'd make you stretcher or something, but the heroes could be here any second. Basically, I'm saying this really going to suck."

"It's all been pretty bad already," Supervillain said with a slight moan

Villain quickly climb the hanging part of the rope back up to top, then she dislodged the hook from the earth. Looking around rapidly, she picked out a reasonably low branch on one of the trees and let out the rest of the rope’s slack, using the extra length to toss the hook over the branch and create a sort of makeshift pulley. Then she pulled.

Supervillain grunts became barely audible over the sound of her own heavy breathing. Her arm muscles screamed a protest but she just focused on putting one hand in front of the other.

Eventually, the other villain's head appeared over the ledge. Supervillain fisted the grass and scrambled with some difficulty onto solid ground. He only got a foot or so before collapsing.

Villain dropped the rope and ran to his side. "Hey, hey, hey." She took his lolling head in her hands and thumbed blood and sweat from his cheeks. "You're alright. We're almost there. Can you walk at all?"

It was sort of a dumb question, but it came out anyway. It certainly would make the next step of this plan a lot easier.

"Are you kidding?" Supervillain said blandly.

Villain sighed, apparently, she was doing this the hard way. "Plan B. I'm going to carry you. I have a vehicle...well, I have a motorcycle just over the hill."

"Can you even lift me?" Supervillain said, more anxious than dismissive.

"I can do anything I like, sweetheart," Villain said, and looping Supervillain's arms over her shoulders and gritting her teeth, she heaved the bigger criminal onto her back. Her legs wobbled beneath her, and her already sore arms began throbbing with the rapid pulse of her heart. Supervillain's pained breath hissed sharply in her left ear.

"Ok..." she strained, dragging one foot forward and then the other. "Let's get going, darling."

It had only taken her two minutes to reach the pit, but it took her twice that time now just to reach the bottom of the incline. Spots sprang across her vision and a thin sheen of sweat slicked her grip on Supervillain's arms.

"Why are you even doing this?" Supervillain asked, elbows digging into her shoulders as he tried to carry at least some of his body weight.

"Because--" Villain gasped a breath. "--you're cute."

"I'm serious."

"You don't think--" Another breath. "--you're cute? That's so...sad."

"You found me, threw yourself in a dangerous situation to help me, and now you're putting your back getting me out. I don't even know you. I hope you have a better explanation than 'you're cute.'"

Villain wished she could stop and let herself breathe, but she knew once she was standing still, she'd want to put Supervillain down, and once he was down, there was no way she was going to be able to pick him back up.

"I don't know, pumpkin, maybe...I want you to owe me one. Is that more believable for you?"

"Yes, but when you say it like that, I feel like I shouldn't believe you."

"Ugh, let's just...talk later. I'm having trouble breathing...as it is."

She caught the platinum shine of her motorcycle's mirrors through the foliage and let out a quiet sigh of relief. At the same time, something huge crashed out of the trees.

Villain cast a glance over her shoulder for the hulking figure heaving growly breaths over the pit. He had the build of a rhinoceros, the ears of one too. Heroes' manifested powers so strangely these days; thanks a lot agency genetic division. Villain picked up the speed.

"He's sniffing us out," Supervillain muttered. "He's coming toward the hill."

"Please keep all stressful comments to yourself, darling."

"Oh, I think he saw us."

A flurry of pounding steps and snapping limbs erupted behind them, and Villain practically threw herself the next few meters toward the road. She plopped Supervillain into the leather seat and fumbled for her keys as she swung on ahead of him. The hero burst out of the underbrush right on her heels.

"Stop right there," the hero said mechanically like he'd rehearsed it a thousand times. Cute, he was new. "You've trespassed on heroic boundaries, so I must take you into custody."

Villain managed to fit her key into the ignition as the hero took his first step onto the road.

"Sorry, cutie," she said simply pounding her heel against the asphalt and turning the street behind them into an oozing, sucking, sink hole.

The hero leaped back from the soft ground too fast and tripped on his own feet, rolling twice down the incline. He popped back up with leaves in his hair and uncertainty drawn across his face. Villain didn't wait a moment longer for him to make a second attempt; she revved up the engine and took off down the narrow strip of asphalt.

Supervillain lurched forward and glommed onto her waist, apparently getting used to being the rescuee in this scenario. "You're geokinetic?"

"No."

"Disaster manipulation?"

"Nope."

They whipped around a tight corner and Supervillain's bad leg knocked against the motorcycle frame. He whimpered involuntarily and curled his hands into the fabric of her vest.

She'd throw him a bone since he was hurt. "Just good old perception manipulation."

"Huh?"

"Illusions," she clarified. "It was fake, sweetie. And he'll catch on soon enough, so let's put a lot of distance between us before he does, hm?"

Supervillain nodded against her shoulder, the sharp angular line of his jaw jabbing into her neck. Somehow he managed to cling even closer. "I'm woozy."

She was sure he was, the blood from that thigh wound had already made a nice wet spot on the waist of her shirt. They were still a ways from home, and there was no way she could take him to an actual hospital.

Her head swiveled back and forth along the road, landing on the neon glare of a vacancy sign.

"Alright, honey," Villain said, turning off the exit toward the rundown motel. "Let's get you inside."

Part Two

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