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save-the-villainous-cat · 20 days

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So sidekick is like the protective younger sibling (or younger sibling figure) of hero and they find out their older sibling is having a thing with the villain so they go and confront the villain and is all like “you don’t deserve to date my big sibling you sick, nasty villain”

But then villain pulls out the reverse uno card and is all like “oh please as if i don’t know you’re secretly seeing my henchman at the club every Friday night 🤨” then sidekick is like “😦😦they’re your HENCHMAN?-“

“I swear, if you touch them—”

“Oh please, they beg me for it.” They took a sip of their drink and leaned back, satisfied by the entertainment the sidekick gave them.

They were a lot like the hero, the villain realised. An angrier and smaller version of their nemesis.

“Ugh. Ew. Argh— I mean it, if you hurt them, you’re done.” The sidekick raised their finger but the villain couldn’t help but smile.

“What are you gonna do? Uninvite me to your birthday party?”

“You—”

In a sense, it put the villain’s mind at ease. To know that someone was there who was just as worried, just as protective over the hero was comforting. The hero needed to be protected with all their hot-headedness and impulsive decisions.

They could get into a lot of trouble, into a lot of fights. The villain had seen the scars.

“Listen, kid. You’re worried. But I promise, I don’t have any ill intentions.” They tapped their fingers against their glass.

The villain couldn’t get their mind off the hero. It was an actual problem at this point. It was more than a crush, more than dating. The villain was so helplessly devoted they found themselves pathetic.

A few months prior, they would’ve loathed this. But it was easy to forget everything when the hero’s hand was on their arm. When their fingers intertwined. When the hero held onto them when they got scared.

“Sorry, but I don’t exactly trust a villain. Do you think I’m dumb?”

“No. You’re clever and that’s why you’re going to believe me,” the villain said. “If I wanted them dead, they would be. Instead, I am stitching them back together.”

“That’s my job.”

“It shouldn’t be. You’re a kid.”

“I’ve been taking care of them my entire life.”

The villain tilted their head, smiling sadly.

“And that’s rather sad, don’t you think? The amounts of blood you’ve seen, the variety of wounds someone can endure — no child should see something like that.”

This time, the sidekick didn’t say anything, they just stared at the villain’s desk rather angrily. It was frustrating, the villain was fully aware of that.

It must’ve been difficult for the sidekick to realise something was changing, that their role as a caretaker was shifting. It must’ve been difficult not to feel replaced.

“I know you don’t agree with my methods. Neither does my lover. But I can promise you to take care of them, whatever it takes. You don’t have to carry this burden anymore.”

“It’s not a burden,” the sidekick snapped and the villain realised that the sidekick could’ve become a villain easily. They were angry and didn’t know how to handle that anger. They were frustrated and didn’t know how to express it. If they had been around the wrong people at the wrong time, they would’ve made a perfect victim of manipulation.

The villain wasn’t going to let that happen.

“They talk about you all the time,” the villain said. “Brag about your grades and awards.”

The sidekick looked up, eyes wide.

“What?”

“Oh, yeah. You play the violin, don’t you? And you’ve been obsessed with this new video game, aren’t you?”

The sidekick nodded. Suddenly, they seemed a little embarrassed.

“But you also get into a lot of trouble at school. Can’t stand bullies?”

The sidekick shook their head.

“They couldn’t be more proud,” the villain said. For a second, all was quiet. The villain was reminded of a lost childhood, of tears and fear. Of feeling alone, of losing everything. “Listen. They love you more than anything and I cannot change that, even if I wanted to. And I don’t. I guess I am trying to say that there’s two people now who can protect them. Plus, they’re not completely helpless.”

Now, the sidekick smiled softly.

“They’re stupid, though.”

“Oh, totally,” the villain agreed.

“They need me.”

“You need them just as much. They can’t give you that when they’re exhausted and need stitches all the time.”

“…I guess you have a point.” The sidekick let out a big sigh and rubbed their face with their hands. And that was the moment the villain knew they had changed their mind. It wasn’t easy to let go of habits and the villain was fully aware that this wasn’t over, that the sidekick would try to slip back into their role every now and then.

But this was a great start. That kid needed more free time.

“I always do.” The villain grinned. “They’re in good hands, don’t worry. I’ll take over the bloody parts and the tears, you do the video games and laundry fights, alright?”

“Ugh. Fine. That doesn’t mean I like you,” the sidekick said. They stood up, false annoyance all over them.

“Mmm, don’t worry. That’ll kick in later. Now get lost, don’t you have a science project or something to take care of?”

“You’re so annoying.” They were heading for the door but the villain had one last sideswipe. They couldn’t help themselves.

“Oh, tell my henchman to do their work on time when you see them tomorrow, will you?” They tried not to smile when the sidekick turned around.

“Excuse me?” The villain stood up, walked around the table.

“Tomorrow at the club, I mean. I’ve heard you’re quite the wildcards together.”

“Hey, what do you mean, your henchman?”

“Just try not to devour each other in front of other people, I don’t want to hear anything about that.”

The villain gave them a smile and pushed them gently out of the room.

“Woah, wait, hey—”

“Bye bye.” They closed the door of their office with a cheery demeanour. They’d always been a sucker for a little drama.

pt. 2

#to carry home my little soldier #writing snippet #heroxvillain snippet #heroxvillain prompt #heroes and villains #hero #villain #hero x villain #heroxvillain #an answer for an ask #request #sidekick #sidekick x henchman

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the-journal-in-law · 1 year

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Unlikely Love

"Sir, with all due respect, they're a villain."

"You don't have to be so formal." Superhero lounges on the sofa of his office. He sighs longingly. "And they're a supervillain. Isn't that much better?"

Sidekick's expression remains blank. "Most people would say the opposite."

"I'm not most people."

A mutter, low enough for Superhero to know it isn't meant for his ears. "I can see that."

Superhero shoots up, staring at the sidekick guarding the door. He whistles. "Who knew you had this sarcastic side to you?"

Sidekick freezes, and a flush rises to their cheeks. It's adorable, and Superhero can't help but tease them.

"Tell me who's got such influence on you," he coos. "Do you have a partner?"

The red grows more pronounced. "No," they stubbornly deny.

Superhero pouts then brightens, leaning forward. "Is it Supervillain's sidekick?"

"Henchman," Sidekick corrects. As soon as it comes out of their mouth, they seem to realise they've implicated themselves.

"You've got a crush," Superhero says gleefully.

Sidekick stays silent, their face a dark crimson. Superhero notices they don't refute the statement. But before he can probe more, there is a knock on the door.

Sidekick opens it and immediately stills, expression returning to its usual blank slate.

Superhero tries to see who can have such an effect on their sidekick, until he hears them say, "Henchman."

A mischievous grin stretches itself on Superhero's face, something that Sidekick picks up on as they throw a disapproving look his way.

Sidekick lets Henchman in.

"Sir," they greet Superhero. They toss a package his way. "From my boss."

"Oooh!" Superhero exclaims, immediately tearing into it. Secretly, he is listening to Henchman and Sidekick's conversation.

"I have something for you, too," Henchman says. There's a crinkle of paper as Sidekick receives it.

"Supervillain sent me something?" they try to confirm.

"It's...from me."

A long silence, long enough for Superhero to peek over the couch to see what's happening.

Sidekick is fixated on the box in their hands, not even paying attention to the giver. Henchman's face starts to twist into confusion, and hurt peeks through.

"Do you not like it? I'll take it back--"

"No!" Sidekick hugs the package tightly. Their expression morphs into mortification. "Th-thank you!" they squeak before running out of the room.

Superhero blinks after them, and has to hold back his 'aww'. He has an even harder time holding it back when he sees Henchman's face; eyes warm, face softened in a lovestruck daze.

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cassidysinferno · 3 months

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Prompt #11

“ and then i go and spoil it all by saying something stupid like "i love you." ”

#hero x villain #hero x villain community #hero x villain prompts #hero prompt #villain prompt #hero x supervillain #heroes and villains #henchman x henchman #villain x henchman #sidekick x henchman #civilian x villain #civilian x hero #superhero x supervillain #ngl i feel like this would be more henchman x henchman #bc yknow theyre in an evil organization obviously not for love but OUGHGGGG this one henchman that caught the other's eye.

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aquamarine0710 · 2 years

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Snippet #7

CW: Profanity, Bullying(?)

[Sidekick].

Why’d it always have to be [Sidekick]?

[Hero] thought sullenly as they watched [Villain] hand a black card to a very pale and flustered [Sidekick]. [Villain] sensed someone staring at them and looked up, meeting a pair of dark eyes.

They watched [Hero’s] gaze flicker between themself and [sidekick], expression darkening with each passing second. Finally the piercing gaze landed on [Sidekick].

“Have you stared enough?” [Villain] growled, standing in front of [Sidekick] to block them from [Hero’s] hungry sight.

Why? Why do you only have [Sidekick] in your eyes?

“What? Did I interrupt your precious date?” [Hero] mocked, roughly pulling sidekick away from their nemesis.

[Sidekick] was startled.

“Wait tha-“

“Shut up [Sidekick]. You actually went out while you were sick?! What are you thinking!” [Hero] scolded them as they wrapped them in their scarf.

“You’re sick?! Why the hell did you come out to meet me then?” [Villain] asked [Sidekick].

Again. You’re looking at [Sidekick].

[Hero] subconsciously pulled the cloth around the other tighter.

“MMPH-?!”

They felt their irritation subside as they watched [Sidekick] squirm around, trying to untie the scarf.

“Ah sorry.. I accidentally made it too tight.” [Hero] said unapologetically. They snuck a glance at villain, hoping to meet their eyes once more.

And then they froze.

No, to be more accurate, [Sidekick] finally had enough and literally encased the two enemies in ice.

“[Sidekick] what are you-!”

“WILL YOU SHITHEADS PLEASE JUST LISTEN!”

They yelled, their voice loud, startling the two confused human popsicles.

“You “ they pointed at [Hero] “and You.” They pointed at [Villain], “Stop dragging me into your fucking lovers spat! Ive been trying to tell you guys for ages now, that you both are mutually in love! Get it? MUTUALLY. IN. LOVE.”

They pulled off the heavily knotted scarf off their neck, “And I am not your love rival! The only fucking love rival you have is your over imaginative brain!”

[Sidekick] threw the scarf at [villain’s] feet in a huff and walked away, feeling refreshed.

“D-D-Did I hear that right?” [Hero] gaped at the departing back of their subordinate.

“You like me too?!” [Villain] asked [Hero] with a very complex look.

“I THOUGHT YOU LIKED [Sidekick]?!”

“EXCUSE ME?!”

“You’re always stuck next to them so I thought-“

“I was with them so that I could meet you [Hero]!”

“Oh”

The two thought of their actions so far and suddenly were too embarrassed to speak.

“I .. uh.. should probably apologise to [Sidekick]” [Hero] belatedly realised.

[Villain] gave a dry chuckle, “If they decide to come back and thaw this ice, then you can.”

Meanwhile

[Sidekick] : hmm I seem to have forgotten something. 🤔

[Henchman] : If you forgot then it probably wasn’t that important babe.

[Henchman] : Now open your mouth, I’ll feed you medicine. 😊

[Sidekick] : Aa~ ❤️

#hero x villain #my writing #villain x hero #writeblr #an attempt at writing #hero #villain #sidekick #sidekick has had enough #they’re gonna throw hands if the two fight again #nothing like irrational jealousy to spice things up #love triangle #third wheel #lovers spat #sidekick x henchman #henchman x sidekick #snippet #writing snippet

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writing-to-survive · 1 year

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#26

"[Sidekick], my friend, you don't want to do this," the [Villain's henchman] says.

[Sidekick] looks over to [henchman]. They've been friends since they both started working with [Hero] and [Villain].

"What?" [Sidekick] asks. One of his hands is pointing at [Supervillain], sharp pieces of glass, and rock inches from their face. "They hurt [Hero]. They have to pay for what they did!"

"I know!" [Henchman] quickly yells as [Sidekick] begins to turn away. "But killing them isn't the way to go about this. At least not for you.

[Sidekick] blurts out a deflated laugh. Tears fill their eyes, and they begin to shake. [Henchman] catches a look from [Superhero], who earlier tried to stop [Sidekick] and failed. [Henchman] has never seen this power from [Sidekick]. It scared them.

"You're literally a criminal, and you're telling me when it's wrong to kill? [Sidekick] snaps. The rock and glass get closer to [Supervillain]'s face, slightly pricking them.

"Yes. Killing [Supervillain] gives them exactly what they want," [Henchman] counters.

"Killing them means ending their rain of terror!" [Sidekick] cries.

"You're wrong [Sidekick]. I've met more big bad villains than you," [Henchman] states. "Once a villain is killed by a hero, they know that they've driven that hero mad enough to completely forget their morals. That's when a villain knows they truly won. And that's when the hero loses control of themselves."

Sobs escape [Sidekick]'s mouth as they tremble. That sensitive, heroic side of [Sidekick] that [Henchman] has grown to love slowly comes back.

[Sidekick]'s knees buckle, and they fall to the ground. Before they fall face down in rubble, [Henchman] catches them and cradles them in their arms. The glass and rock fall back on the ground. [Supervillain] is too stunned to move.

As [Sidekick] cries, [Henchman] holds them, allowing them to let it all out.

"You are not a killer, [Sidekick]. You're too dorky and sweet for that," [Henchman] comforts, earning a small laugh from [Sidekick]. "Let's leave the idea of killing and revenge for when we're older. What do you say, dude?"

[Sidekick] nods, letting themselves relax in [Hechman]'s arms.

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ocean1221 · 11 months

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Sidekick x henchmen

Sometimes, sidekick becomes sassy to the point where the team just gives up on talking to Sidekick, the only person that can handle sidekick when they are sassy is henchmen, so when the team can't deal with sidekick anymore they drop sidekick of at henchmen house

#sidekick #sidekick x henchman #sidekick x sidekick #writing prompt #superheroes and villains

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redd956 · 2 years

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Prompt 1

A sidekick and a henchman are forced to work together, when neither can find their superior. Hero hasn’t been seen in weeks, and villain has been absent for more than two months. While searching the two came across each other, and vowed to make things temporary.

They do everything they can to not get along. It doesn’t stop themselves from constantly enjoying the small moments in each other’s company. Don’t expect sidekick or henchman to mention it though.

Searching becomes part time, when the two also start to take up their superior’s responsibilities. Eventually sidekick is the new hero, and henchman is the new villain. They throw in the towel on finding their superiors, their friends.

It isn’t until a supervillain surfaces, that the two are forced to work together again. Banding together to fight off the supervillain, neither were happy to find that supervillain was far more powerful then them.

Bested, the two shift their glares off each other, and to the supervillain before them. Supervillain savors every moment in their defeat. Their exhausted breaths, the bloodied pavement, the pure shame on both of their faces.

Supervillain takes pride in watching the fear bleach their faces, when they coo, “You two put up a far weaker fight than villain and hero. I’m sure you’ll be just as easy to break though...”

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auratusaria · 1 year

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Prompt No. 29

Henchman plopped down onto their couch face first. With Christmas just right around the corner, everything just got busier in the HQ. Villain was a huge fan of the holidays, they'd always host parties each time, inviting over many well known criminals, so this time was no different. Though because of the preparations, Henchman barely even had time to prepare for their own little party. They wanted to invite Sidekick over but maybe it's too late...

They felt their phone vibrate in their pocket, fishing it out and perking up as soon as they saw the name of the notification that popped up.

Dandelion:

Make sure to rest up a lot! You got a big party to attend to in a few days after all!

Henchman tilted their head.

Sent:

what do you mean by that?

Dandelion:

Wait, Villain hadn't told?

Henchman blinked. Sidekick knows Villain?! Well, duh. Everyone knows their boss but like, as in, close with them?

Sent:

wait youre close with villain? wont hero be mad about that?

Dandelion:

Well uhh... Whoops, sorry. Gotta walk my dog haha.

Henchman chuckled. Always a bad liar, considering Sidekick has a pet bird instead of a dog. Though they were still confused, the anticipation they had was enough to recharge them as they looked forward to the party. It seems they can still go with Sidekick after all.

#writeblr #hero x villain #heroes and villains #my writing #prompt #sidekick x henchman #story prompt #short prompt #formatting just made it look long trust me #7 days of christmas prompts #im sorry but my brain is still in big writing mode #so this one would had an entirely diff feel and stuff than my prev prompts

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faytelumos · 1 year

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Breaking Up (Is Hard Enough)

cw: recent breakup

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Headquarters had decorated this year. It had been cute until about a week ago. Now it… it just really stung.

Who ends a years-long relationship in the first week of February?

Civilian, apparently.

Hero sighed inwardly and handed their assignment files to their dispatch agent. The sweet lady took the packet, glanced it over, and then set it down on the desk and uncovered her ink pad.

"Any plans tonight?"

Probably crying.

"No," Hero uttered. But they knew she was married. Which was nice. She'd probably have something planned. She nodded and checked the date her stamp was set to before pressing it into the pad.

"Just having a quiet night in?" she asked before stamping the first page. The mechanical thing always made that motion seem violent.

"Something like that…."

She looked up in the middle of turning the page. Understanding crossed her face, and then something a little too close to pity.

"I'm sorry, hon'," she whispered. Hero shook their head and looked away.

"'s fine." She looked down at the papers and, after another moment, kept stamping.

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Hero sighed, watching the cashier and the person at the front of the line. They once again thought about pulling out their phone. But they still hadn't changed their background. So they kept standing there, bored. The cashier finished scanning all of the items and started helping the customer bag their things.

It wasn't like Civilian wasn't allowed to break up with Hero just because of timing. Hero hated that kind of thing in shows and movies. But… Hero wished they'd done it sooner. The two of them had been together for over two years. It hurt. It hurt. But it hurt worse when everyone else everywhere was making plans and buying flowers. It hurt worse when Hero was cancelling reservations and refunding tickets. It hurt worse when they were looking at the chest-sized pink teddybear they'd dropped entirely too much money on and didn't have the energy to return.

The cashier finished up with the customer, then moved on to the person in front of Hero. The line moved up, and Hero stepped into the space with all of the impulse items. Their eyes fell down to the candy bars. Civilian's favorite candy bar. They almost considered getting it for them.

Would Civilian see Hero's favorite candy bar and forget they had broken up for a second?

Hero's eyes prickled at the same time the lump formed in their throat. They looked away, blinking back the stinging. They just had to keep it together a little longer. They could cry in the car.

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Hero didn't really taste their food as they ate. They'd thought their favorite meal would cheer them up. But it was dead silent in the apartment and struggling against the repeated waves of sniffles and blurred vision absolutely ruined the dining experience.

Fuck, why hadn't they noticed? Civilian had said they were unhappy for months. Why hadn't Hero noticed? Why hadn't Civilian said anything? If Hero had known there was a problem, they could have fixed it. They could have changed or asked to be assigned out less often. But Civilian didn't tell them. Didn't trust them.

Hero set down their fork and hung their head, running their hands into their hair as the tears fell. They hiccuped once, and even though nobody else was there, they still covered their face when a sob broke.

They'd thought Civilian was the end-all. They'd already thought about looking for rings. They'd already figured out they were gonna ask Civilian's dad and not their mom for a blessing. They'd thought two years were going to turn into five, into ten.

They'd thought Civilian was happy.

They'd been happy.

And now it was all gone.

And they didn't know what to do with themself.

There was a knock on the door.

Hero sniffed to a stop, but the sounds and tears were still pulling hard against their chest, trying to break out. They looked up, watching the door, sure it was their imagination. Desperately hoping it wasn't. There was another knock.

"Open up!" the visitor bellowed. "It's the love police!"

Fuck. It was probably Sidekick.

"Go away!" Hero shouted. Or tried to shout. Their voice was broken and wobbly and cracked on the first syllable and there was no way in hell the sound made it to the door. There was some commotion on the other side, and then a jingle of keys. Hero sighed and looked back to their pathetic dinner. They hung their head and squeezed their eyes shut, sniffing, then ran their hands into their hair and hid their face behind their arm as the door opened. Bags rustled and feet shuffled, and Hero just curled up a little smaller at the table. Sidekick tromped over to them and didn't say a word before pulling them into a one-sided hug, wrapping their arms around Hero's shoulders and head and squeezing tightly.

Hero tried and failed to hold back a sob that shook them both. And then another set of hands rested on their back and their leg, and they were vaguely aware of the second visitor crouched down beside them.

Hero wanted to make a comment on Henchman's presence, on how visiting Hero was by far the worst Valentine's Day date anyone ever had come up with, but they couldn't get any words out. Henchman rubbed Hero's back as Sidekick ran fingers through their hair, and neither one of them moved as Hero bawled.

It felt like a long time they all sat there. It was surprisingly easy to feel guilty about being seen like this and having Henchman in a physically uncomfortable position even when Hero's chest hurt so much and they couldn't get a steady breath in. But eventually, Hero started to calm down. Or get worn out. It was both, really. They sniffed and wiped their face with some difficulty (since Sidekick didn't feel the need to let go) as their breath stuttered to a more normal rhythm. Despite the headache, it was kind of nice to have Sidekick squishing Hero so close. They sniffed again and wiped their hand on the pant leg Henchman wasn't touching.

"Feeling better?" Sidekick asked.

"Maybe," Hero sighed, closing their eyes. They just felt tired now.

"We brought food," Henchman cooed. Now that Hero was considering it, they could smell the Chinese food. But they still didn't have much of an appetite.

"'m not hungry," Hero mumbled.

"Well, we got you some for later, then," Sidekick said. They finally pulled away, leaving Hero's side cold. Sidekick crouched down and pulled Hero by the knees to face them. Hero sniffed and grunted, turning away from the table as they tried to dry their face. Henchman stood up with a grunt behind them as Sidekick held Hero's face softly. "How's it going?" Sidekick whispered. They were looking into Hero's eyes with that electric blue gaze that made it feel like they could see the truth right through a person.

Hero cleared their throat and shrugged a shoulder, glancing to the side. "Shitty," they rasped. They sniffed and looked down at their wet hands, then wiped them on their pants again. Henchman's hands smoothed up Hero's back and then started rubbing their shoulders. Hero sighed again, slumping their shoulders and bowing their head. "I just… uhg." They dropped their face into their wet hands, dragging in a deep, wet breath. "I just wish they'd said something…."

"Yeah…" Henchman agreed, and Hero grunted as they got into a tender spot, "it was pretty shitty of them not to bring anything up." Hero sighed. They didn't want to blame anything on Civilian. It was probably hard because they were Hero. They were famous and they were busy, and they were afraid it made them… unapproachable.

"Am I unapproachable?" they blurted into their hands. Henchman snorted.

"No," Sidekick uttered, running their hands into Hero's hair. They gave a little tug, and Hero dropped their hands to look at Sidekick. "You're not unapproachable."

Then why?

Hero squeezed their eyes shut as another wave of pain filled their chest, and Sidekick cooed softly and wiped their face.

"It's okay, sweetie," Sidekick whispered, and even though Hero knew that was their scared child voice, they weren't… they weren't mad about it.

They leaned their head forward just a little, and Sidekick obliged them with a warm kiss on their forehead. Henchman kept rubbing their shoulders, Sidekick's hands buried deep in their hair, and they felt like they could finally get a full breath of air for the first time all week. Their chest settled, wrung and empty from the crying, but their heart finally felt a bit of peace.

"Thanks, guys," Hero breathed.

After a little longer at the table, they all decided to move to the couch for food and a movie. Henchman had a new heist movie to share, and Hero rolled their eyes a little playfully, feeling a little more like themself again. As Sidekick pulled out takeout boxes and Henchman separated them into categories, Hero got a little idea. They slipped away, into their bedroom, and went to their closet.

They opened the door, mindful of the pile of clothes that threatened to fall out and block the door from closing again. As soon as the bedroom light fell in, their eyes were drawn to bright, vibrant, soft, pink fur. Little plastic eyes looked sappily back at them, shimmering in the light. They grabbed it, careful of the pristine fur, mindful of its substantial weight. Civilian preferred bean stuffing over cotton. Tenderly, they drew the thing from the closet and toed the clothes back so they could close the door again.

They walked back into the living room with the bear behind their back as Sidekick poured a bowl of chips they'd pilfered from the kitchen. Henchman was on the couch searching for the movie they wanted to watch, and Hero stepped up to be behind them. They smoothly drew the teddy bear from behind their back and used it to block Henchman's view of the TV.

"Wha—" Henchman flinched, then they gasped dramatically and dropped the remote entirely to grab the bear with both hands. They stared at it for a moment before looking up to Hero, eyes wide and questioning, and Hero just smiled sadly. "For me?" Henchman breathed, and Hero nodded.

Henchman squeaked loudly, crushing the bear to their chest with a bright giggle and kicking their feet. Sidekick balked at Hero, outraged and betrayed in equal measure, but Hero just smiled. That bear made Henchman way happier than it was gonna make them or Sidekick. And if it was better than whatever Sidekick had gotten Henchman today, Hero wouldn't mind a little light-hearted dramatics right about now.

Hero came around and sat on the far end of the couch to allow Sidekick and Henchman to sit together. Sidekick grabbed a blanket from the closet as Henchman started and paused the movie. Sidekick walked right up to Hero and smacked their shoulder. "Scootch."

Hero looked at Sidekick, then at Henchman. This couch was a three-seater and Henchman was on the right cushion — Hero took up the left so Sidekick could sit in the center. But Sidekick… wanted the left? Hero stood and moved, looking down to Henchman and waiting for them to move. But they just patted the center cushion.

Confused, Hero sat down between their friends.

"One sec," Sidekick said, tossing the blanket into Hero's lap and running back to the kitchen. Hero slowly started to unfold and lay out the blanket as Henchman snuggled up against their side, the bright pink teddybear held tightly in their arms. Sidekick returned with a few sodas, and then sat down and snuggled up against Hero's other side, even pulling Hero's arm to wrap around Sidekick's shoulders.

Hero hesitated as Henchman pressed play. Both supporters then grabbed a takeout box each and sat back, snuggling in tightly against Hero. Hero slowly sat back against the couch, their chest tight, and wrapped their arms around each pair of shoulders. Henchman sighed happily and started eating as Sidekick dug through their box for vegetables.

Hero missed the first ten minutes of the movie as they simmered in the warmth, the blanket sprawled across all three laps, shoulders and heads nestled against their chest. They… were really glad Sidekick had decided to take Henchman on the shittiest Valentine's Day date ever.

Because it made everything feel a lot better.

#Fayte writes #writeblr #writing #sidekick x henchman #I'm more into romance and whatnot nowadays than I used to be #but I figured there'll be a lot of romantic love stuff today and not as much friend love stuff #anyway #I like how this story came out #barely edited #(also. every time I read the title I get the song stuck in my head)#(I will not change it and you're welcome)

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lumpofwhump · 2 years

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Summer of Whump, Day 3: Façade

Content warning: Head injury; passing mention of child sexual abuse and domestic violence.

Summary: A hero's sidekick sets out to rescue his villainous counterpart from a villain who's made a deal with a demon. (Part 1/3)

"I'm off to deal with Villain," Hero called out. "Hold down the fort while I'm gone, would you?"

Sidekick jerked to attention. "That guy again?! Hang on, I'm coming with."

Hero looked back at him, her eyebrows raised. "I didn't realize you had such strong feelings about him."

Sidekick flushed. "I-it's not like that! The guy's a creep, dragging that girl around with him to do his dirty work for him. What is she, like, 16?!"

"Oh, you mean Henchwoman? So that's what this is about," Hero said with a mischievous little smile, causing Sidekick to redden further. Her face quickly took on a more serious expression. "Seriously, though, be careful. Just like you, she's made her own choices."

"Look, just because Supervillain burned you, it doesn't mean everyone's like that," Sidekick countered, folding his arms. "So can I come or not?"

Hero rolled her eyes and beckoned him toward the door. "Fine, whatever. Just don't be surprised if it's some child molester or wifebeater you're whisking off to safety instead of Henchwoman. If nothing else, Villain's got some warped sense of justice in who he goes after."

The blood of a thousand unwilling victims. The fear of an entire people. The corruption of one innocent soul. Those were the terms of Villain's compact with the Demon.

If he held up his end of the bargain, he'd gain the power to make everything right in the world. Erase all suffering, past, present and future. With that sort of power, he told himself, he could even fix all the damage he'd end up causing along the way.

But if he failed, or gave up at this point…

He swallowed, his hands shaking as he slid on his gloves.

At least he'd made some headway on the fear part of the agreement so far. And once he got around to the bloodshed, he figured the soul corruption piece would take care of itself. Assuming someone who could make a deal like this could ever be called innocent in the first place.

"You really don't have to go with me," he reminded - almost pleaded with - Henchwoman as she stood waiting for him at the door. If this was the night where he actually, finally managed to kill someone, he didn't want her to be there to see it. From what little she'd told him about her life before he'd found her, she'd seen more than enough for someone her age.

"Sure I do," she insisted cheerily. "Someone's gotta be the distraction, right?"

He nodded with a weak smile. He should've never involved her in this. "Only a distraction, though. I'll grab Corporate Executive and bring her back to the base while you take the long route, alright?"

She nodded, her expression way too bright for someone thinking she was about to help with a high-profile kidnapping.

If everything went as planned, though, there'd be no captive to tie up in the basement of Villain's lair this time.

Things were not going as planned, Sidekick thought with dismay. As it turned out, Villain's latest target was none other than Corporate Executive Supervillain, so Hero was hardly at her best tonight.

The only good news was that Villain was also caught off-guard by his would-be victim. Until Hero had stepped in to stop her ex from leveling a few city blocks, Villain had been getting his ass handed to him. He staggered away dizzily through the debris toward a back alley, blood streaming down face from a large gash on his forehead.

Sidekick wasn't about to let him go that easily, though. Supervillain might have had death squads kill labor leaders in countries that produced her company's products, drained the life force of an entire alien race to use as an energy source, and broken up with his boss by text message, but she was still a person, dammit. Besides, if he took down Villain, he might finally be able to save --

Henchwoman.

Sidekick skidded to a stop before he crashed into the costumed young woman who'd swooped down and jumped off her hoverscooter between him and Villain.

"VILLIAN!" she shouted in a high, panicked voice as Villain collapsed against a wall. "Sir, are you alright? Please, sir, get up!"

He made her call him sir?!

Sidekick clenched his fists in rage, but forced himself to relax, giving her what he hoped was an easygoing smile. "Hey. Don't… you don't have to worry about him anymore, okay? You're safe now, I've got this."

Henchwoman's face clouded over with doubt. Fear, even, as she looked to the ground. Finally, she got up, a glowing smile on her face. Before Sidekick knew what was happening, he was in her arms, with her head resting against his chest. He could hardly believe it. He could hardly breathe.

"Thank you," she whispered.

Then she drove a chunk of concrete hard into the back of his head.

As he collapsed into unconsciousness, she met his stunned expression with a gentle smile. The one he'd always hoped she'd look his way with when he finally rescued her.

@summer-of-whump

#summerofwhump #summerofwhump[3]#whump writing #heroes and villains #sidekick x henchman #hero x supervillain #reluctant whumper #sidekick whumpee #henchman whumper #caretaker to whumpee #whumpee to whumper #yes this is out of order #technically I meant to write this for a May event #better late than never I guess

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hear me out: friends w benefits hero x villian and like both of them are telling sidekick/henchman that like the sex is so good and stuff they eventually just start talking about each other like all the time and it goes to how they just love spending time with each other?? and sidekick/henchman are like. you’re in love idiot go get them

“Fucking idiots,” the henchman said as their eyes scanned the rooftops, finding the hero and villain fighting. If you could call it that. It was more like a game of tag that ended with the hero being pushed against stone.

Immediately, the sidekick blushed.

“You can’t say that about your superior all the time—”

The henchman raised a lazy brow and and gave them a quick glance.

“Why not? They’re fucking idiots. Both of them.” They looked down at the ridiculous game again and spotted how the hero was just about to use a judo throw on the villain. Their performance was shit though and they didn’t get the angle right. Since the villain was a lot taller and heavier than the hero, nothing happened except for the villain laughing and correcting their enemy’s stance.

The henchman sighed and looked at the sidekick they were supposed to fight — had long given up on that, for they weren’t experienced — and nudged them to get their attention.

“Respecting someone and stating the obvious are two entirely different things you’re allowed to do, you know,” the henchman remarked.

“I can’t say the hero is a fucking idiot—” The sidekick giggled like an…idiot.

The henchman tilted their head and tried to process that but they had a very bad feeling about this.

“Look at them. I mean, seriously. Look at them. They’re both so incompetent it hurts.”

“You’re so grumpy.” The sidekick smiled again. “Funny, how mad you get.”

“No. I mean it. I’m gonna bomb something if they tell me one more time how good the hero is in bed. It’s not a part of my contract to listen to their stupid sex life.”

“Someone seems irritated,” the sidekick said. They looked at the spectacle on the rooftops as well, frowning as their boss landed in a very suggestive position with their enemy. “But I get that you’re frustrated. I was told I’m not allowed to get too close to the enemy.”

“That’s not the problem,” the henchman said but it sounded unsure, a bit weak even. They turned around and leaned with their back against the railing. “It’s annoying.”

“I read somewhere that heroes are the biggest hypocrites. Could’ve been a silly newspaper report but I think about it too often for it to be meaningless.” The sidekick tore their eyes off the fight that had turned into a lazy make out session. “But who cares about that? I just want them to be happy.”

“People like that are never happy,” the henchman said. “No amount of love can change that.”

“Wow, so serious.” The sidekick turned towards the henchman with pursed lips. “A bit cold-hearted.”

“That’s what this job is like. You don’t get to have fun with your nemesis without there being consequences.” They shrugged, tilting their head from side to side lazily. They knew it was a little habit they had accidentally adopted from the villain. After all, they’d been friends for over a decade.

The sidekick giggled again.

“What’s so funny?”

“You always bite your lip when you concentrate. It’s cute.”

“Hm.” The henchman’s face burnt which made them frown because they didn’t know why this was happening.

“Wanna get lunch?” The sidekick asked eventually. “I’m starving.”

“Sure.”

None of them were in their civilian clothes, though, which led to a lot of questions when they ordered burgers in a fastfood restaurant.

#felt a bit silly with this one 🤭#tomorrow smut #writing snippet #heroxvillain prompt #heroxvillain snippet #heroes and villains #hero #villain #hero x villain #heroxvillain #an answer for an ask #request #henchmanxsidekick #sidekick x henchman #sidekickxhenchman #henchman x sidekick

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