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thepenultimateword · 1 year

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Prompt #181

“You’re so…” Supervillain trailed, scanning their partner in crime up and down.

“Reliable?” Villain urged eagerly. “Talented? Devilishly attractive?

“…domestic.”

Villain slammed the pan of mini quiches on the stove and flung their oven mitts one at a time at Supervillain’s face. “Well, you weren’t complaining when I packed your lunch last week!”

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nixylubouv · 7 months

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💫Writing Prompt #66

Villain likes to stay low key. They’re so powerful that they’ve become desensitized and bored by the world. They choose to join the villain’s league because there’s nothing better to do, really. Despite Villain not trying all that hard, Supervillain’s recently noticed Villain’s competency and assign Villain to work closely with them. This care is new to Villain, and they start to enjoy Supervillain’s company.

However, Supervillain is the total opposite of Villain. Always in the limelight, super charming and engaging. Other villains, civilians, and even heros flock to them like moths. It’s so annoying. Villain is jealous of the people constantly taking Supervillain’s attention away. Why? Do they want that power to sway the room too? Unable to understand the complicated new emotions roiling inside them, Villain decides the only solution is to stage a coup and takes over Supervillain’s position.

Only when Supervillain is dragged before them, glaring with hatred, does it finally click in Villain’s dense head. It was never Supervillain’s power that they wanted. It was Supervillain.

Ah sh*t……was it too late to buy flowers and grovel for forgiveness?

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starry-night-author · 11 months

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June of Doom Day #11

Firearm | Backseat |

June of Doom Prompt List

"Keep it steady," Villain said.

They then proceeded to nearly completely climb out of the moving vehicle, one foot on the windowsill and the other on the passenger's seat, aiming a huge firearm at their pursuers.

From the drivers seat, Supervillain glanced up at them. "I'll try, but we're going nearly 80 miles an hour right now, I don't think I can- hold on to something!"

Villain immediately lowered their gun and grabbed ahold of the railings on top of the car as Supervillain completed nearly a complete ninety degree turn.

In the back seat, the bound and gagged Hero was thrown to the side, their face nearly colliding painfully with the window. By the time they sat up, Villain was leaning back into the car. "Reload-"

"Got you covered, there's some under the seat." Supervillain replied, not taking their eyes off the road. Sirens from dozens of law enforcement cars sounded behind them.

Villain checked, grinned. They leaned across to kiss Supervillain's cheek. "You're the best, darling!"

Before Hero knew it, Villain was climbing back out of the window, firing almost at random. Their hair whipped in the wind and they looked near manic as they fired and screamed.

"Ha ha ha take that! You'll never take us alive!"

From the backseat, Hero blushed.

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depressedgaywriting · 2 years

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CW: suggestive

"So, you're locking me in here for how long? Because to be honest, I'd prefer a bed. We could put it to good use. I guess the desk will have to do."

Villain flushed, glaring at Hero. "You tried to escape. I'm not sure Supervillain would be pleased with me letting you do so again just because you're good with words."

"You should think about pleasing people other than Supervillain. Me, for instance."

Did Hero have no shame? "Shut up." Villain muttered, cheeks burning.

"Oh, you're giving orders now? That's hot, but I'll need a little more incentive to obey you."

Villain pushed Hero backwards against the desk, pinning their hands down beside their hips. "Shut. Up." they hissed.

Hero smirked, glancing down at their lips and back at their eyes, enjoying the blush that crept up Villain's cheeks. "Make me."

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teaoftheoldestflower · 1 year

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ribs

CW: broken bones

The hero dodged through side alleys, their heart pounding in their chest. Their lungs screamed for air.

There was around a 97% chance they were going to die.

They shot up a flight of stairs beside an apartment building, hauling themselves onto the roof from the top. They were nowhere near ready for the supervillain, but at least it would be easier higher up. They were more in their element.

The hero took a moment to lean against some chimney like brick box and catch their breath and count up their injuries. One of their arms hurt like hell, and their fingers were going numb. Probably broken. It hurt to breathe, too, so probably at least two broken ribs.

They wandered over to the edge of the building, peering down at the street. They had to admit, being splattered onto a sidewalk wasn't their idea of a nice death.

"Where. Are. They."

The hero didn't even need to turn around to know who they were speaking to: the same supervillain who had tortured them, who had killed their family. The thought ignited a new flame of rage in the hero. "Good afternoon to you too." They turned around anyway.

"What have you done with them?"

"Let's not pretend like I have any idea what you're talking about. I haven't even had my morning coffee."

"It is 6pm. And I'm sure you'd notice my best villain whether you'd had caffeine or not." The supervillain crossed the roof impossibly fast, lifting the hero off their feet by their collar. God was it annoying being 4'11 and thin.

"I have done absolutely nothing with your best villain, I assure you."

The supervillain glared at them, analysing. "Why should I believe you?"

The hero shrugged.

The supervillain stared at them for another beat until a new voice rang out. "If you believe that they could have the power to kidnap me, you're stupider than you look."

And just like that, the hero was a lump on the floor. Everything hurt, but what hurt the most wasn't the broken ribs.

It was hearing the voice of someone who had told them, who had promised them, that they would never return to this city.

Actually, maybe it was the ribs.

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epiclamer · 1 year

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Ayyooo

I want to request something 💃🏻💃🏻

Can you pretty please write something about a villain who's super depressed and sick and hadn't gotten out of their bed in their shitty apartment for days, and supervillain (for whatever reason) finds them in this state and takes them to their big, luxurious house and taked care of them? Lots of blankets and tea please 👉🏻👈🏻

Thank you in advance!! (If you're willing to do it though, you're completely free to do whatever you want of course)

This sounds fun…

CW: suicide mentions

Evil Nanny

On occasion, Villain let themselves fall, knowing full well that no one would be there to catch them or pick them back up and sew together all of their broken pieces. They knew that every time it would have to be them. Their own hands, their own care, their own treatments, their own love. Yet regardless of the ache it caused in their heart, they let themselves go.

Every time.

Villains excuse was that they were too tired to fight the urge anymore. That after all of the years of keeping themselves afloat, if the waves started up again they wouldn't tread.

A part of them despised this choice--some inner child bullshit they assumed--but they had reached a point where they couldn't be bothered. A point where days blended into months and months blurred passed in a blink of an eye. Where every small effort took the rest of their energy for the day.

However, at this time, on this day, it was different, because finally something happened that wasn't of the criminal's hand.

There was a knock on the door and at first Villain was sure they were hallucinating. The outside world felt so foreign, so illusory, that they couldn't believe it was real, honestly they hadn't even registered it until it sounded out a second time.

Quietly, like a mouse, the villain crossed their living room until their nose was a centimetre from their front door. With barely contained curiosity, Villain opened before a third tap could be made. Standing there, umbrella in one hand and the other shoved into their fancy suit pocket, was the supervillain.

Villains former mentor and active pain in the ass.

Former being the key word in this situation, as they no longer communicated with each other after a certain... disagreement between the pair that hadn't ended on good terms.

Supervillain didn't wait to be invited in. They snapped their umbrella shut and waltzed right past the other, having the decency to wipe their shoes on the mat before they tracked into Villains kitchen. Moving faster than the villain's exhausted brain could follow, they simply closed their eyes and took a deep breath, they could barely stand themselves at the moment, now they had to withstand their previous mentor without killing the both of them.

Just a few minutes.

"Your cupboards are empty." Supervillain turned in the villain's direction, face completely emotionless per usual. "Do you have a pantry?"

Villain could barely stop themselves from hysterically laughing, they were almost tearing up at the comment. "I live in a no bedroom studio apartment above a DollarMart. Do you seriously think I have the luxury of owning a pantry, let alone enough food to get me through a week."

The supervillain huffed, rolling their eyes at their former mentee's insolence. Never--under their command--would they have allowed such rude behaviour, but they let them off the hook just this once. It looked like they could use a break.

"I haven't seen you around lately, when you didn't answer my calls I figured I would drop by to make sure you're not dead."

"You wouldn't let me die if I tried."

"You were never the successful type..."

If there was one thing worse than eternal suffering it would be dealing with the supervillain, or maybe those two things went hand in hand.

The master criminal didn't berate the villain any longer, they looked uptight and unamused all at the same time. Like they couldn't be bothered but walked on their tiptoes. Villain had always hated how unreadable they were when they seemed to be able to tell the villain's deepest secrets with a split-second look.

"Have you been sleeping enough?"

"More than enough." The two voiced in unison, Supervillain's tone was considerably lighter than Villains and when they smiled it was like they were back to being teacher and student; with the supervillain constantly finishing their sentences like they didn't even need to ask the question.

Just a few minutes.

Villain blinked and the other was gone, strutting through the tiny apartment as they collected a few belongings which appeared important to the villain. Pretty much anything that wasn't coated in a layer of dust after not being touched for the last months.

The criminal was just about to object when they were interrupted. "I'm taking you home." Their mouth fell open in shock at the audacity.

"Excuse me?"

Supervillain grinned, "you're excused. Kudos for apologizing first, don't worry I do forgive you."

Villain spluttered in disbelief, their former mentor had barged into their home, insulted their house and mental health struggles before excusing them for an issue they had never started. They couldn't tell if they wanted to sob or laugh more.

"You're kidding."

They smiled apathetically before shoving the few possessions into the villain's arms and turning them towards the door. Supervillain patted their back in a "move ahead" gesture as they flung open the door, a black limo waiting patiently with the engine running.

Clearly, the look on Villains face spoke more words than anything coming out of their mouth in a jumbled mess as it prompted a short chuckle from the supervillain. Their piercing gaze returning to normal when the villain's face dropped in disapproval, anyone on the outside would figure both of them were having a horrible time. But Villain found the situation more so on the side of hilarious rather than angering.

"If you won't take care of yourself, then unfortunately, for the both of us, I will have to do it for you." They shrugged, picking at their cuticles, a nervous habit. "Or at least until your will to live returns."

The villain snorted a laugh, heading towards the awaiting car on wobbly legs. "Good luck. It's probably still somewhere in your torture chambers, or do you continue to call them training cells?"

Supervillain held a gentle kind hand on the villain's elbow to help keep them steady until they were seated comfortably on leather limo seats. Where they were then wrapped in a warm, fuzzy blanket and their belongings were replaced with a steaming mug of tea.

"I must say, I don't miss your company often, Villain."

"Pff, thanks." They couldn't hold back their grin this time, satisfaction flooding their chest at the thought of the supervillain fuelling a special hatred towards them.

"But," Supervillain added, tapping the tip of their umbrella against the carpeted flooring. "I can never get enough of your insufferable attitude."

Maybe this wasn't going to be so bad after all, Villain hoped, staring down at the loose leaves in their tea with a smile.

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whatthehellami · 6 months

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The villain excitedly opened the letter from the supervillain. Since they day they had seen them, they had fallen in love with them- their charisma, their bravery and everything about them intrigued villain immensely.

After making headlines in the news for carrying out the biggest theft in the history of their country, the villain had at last written a letter, gushing about how supervillain had inspired them.

They started reading the letter only to realize that it was their letter. Confused, they turned the paper to a long paragraph written in neat and precise handwriting.

"Mistakes:-

1. Sentence 94: You have written 'your the person who led me to believe in myself'. The first word itself is wrong, it will be 'you're' since it's the shortened form of 'you are'.

2. Sentence 119: The spelling of 'budget' is wrong. You have written it as 'buget' whereas the correct spelling, as mentioned before, is 'budget'.

3. Sentence 243: The name of the Indian freedom fighter is "Mahatma Gandhi". You have completely butchered the spelling hence I wouldn't like to mention it here. For more insight about him, make use of the internet as well as the local libraries.

4. Sentence 312: It seems you have a problem with 'their' and 'there'. I've circled all the places you've written the wrong form, please go through the letter once more. If you have problems understanding this concept, feel free to write another letter.

For betterment in language skills, I would suggest the book 'Concise English Text and Language' which would help correct your mistakes.

Thank you."

Did the villain mention that the supervillain has quit their previous job and had started working as a high-school English teacher?

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lesbianwriter · 1 year

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Villain had created a stable life.

She had a career, a place to rest her head, a home. Everything that she had thought was unreachable before was in her hands. She didn’t have to cower in fear at the back of a dirty cell, and she didn’t have to scrounge for scraps of food or beg for her wounds to be taken care of.

For once, she could sleep on a soft bed instead of a stone floor. There was always food in her fridge…and under her bed, when she still felt as if she had to store it in case the worst happened.

But it had been years since she was in that place, and now she could be happy.

Or so she thought.

Her entire body froze when she saw Supervillain.

“Ah, pet, it’s been such a long time.” Supervillain smiled, her teeth glinting like fangs in the light of the fireplace. “Thought you escaped?”

“I—I—“ Villain could hear her heartbeat pumping in her ears.

“Come. Sit.” Supervillain patted the space next to her. “Well, first you should set your stuff down. Then we’re going to chat. I even made tea.”

“N-no.” Villain gasped, taking a step back and reaching for the door.

It was wrong.

It was all wrong.

She escaped; she had forged her own path and had torn herself away from her past. Each agonizing day that she continued to climb had only led to this?! What had she wasted for this to be the only outcome? Her blood, sweat and tears had gone into creating a stable life—a foundation she could rely on—and it all came crashing down like a house of cards the moment Supervillain came in and blew on it.

“Don’t touch that door.” Supervillain stood up.

Wincing, Villain let her hand drop and stood, shaking, as she felt Supervillain get closer.

Smirking, Supervillain grabbed onto Villain with a cold hand, and then turned her victim around to wrap her arms around. A black widow encasing its meal in silk.

Villain choked on a muffled cry.

“Shh, it’s okay. You’re coming back to where you belong.” Supervillain cooed mockingly, a sickeningly saccharine tone dripping off her lips. She pushed Villain’s face closer to her body. “My, you haven’t grown at all since we were last together, pet. Do you think it’ll take a long time to retrain you?”

Floral perfume suffocated Villain.

She knew the scent well—she smelled it every time that Supervillain would open up her creaky cell door to torture her; she smelled it in her nightmares, or when she was alone in the house and worried that her old torturer might show up behind her and drag her right back to where she was before.

All those times before the fear seemed silly—who would be afraid of a scent?—but now that Villain was nearly being choked by it, and the reality that Supervillain was here, the fear came rushing back like a tsunami.

“P-please.” Villain fought. “I have a life now. I—please don’t do this. Please.”

“All this begging brings me back.” Supervillain pulled away, holding Villain by the shoulders, looking down with a teasing smile at the shorter form. “Beg on your knees.”

Shaking, Villain lowered to her knees and bowed her head down, hair falling in her face. It was short. After her captivity, it had been long, damaged, and tangled. So she cut it. Saved herself some time, and felt that she had a choice over herself for once.

“Please, Supervillain—I won’t get in your way. Ever. I swear. I—I’ll pay you, or—or—“

Supervillain put a finger to Villain’s lips. “Now, pet, why do you think I’d want your silly little dollars? Do you even know how much a person is worth?” Languidly, she lowered down to a crouch and moved her hand to grab Villain by the jaw. “You’re coming back to me. I let you have your fun, but that makes tearing you away from it so much more exciting for me.”

“Wait!” Villain cried.

Her mind spun for ideas.

“What, pet?”

“I can find a replacement!” She blurted. “Someone new—someone who will be more enjoyable to break! Please! I—I’ll get you someone.”

“You’d do that?” Supervillain laughed. “My, my. You’ve taken an evil turn, pet.” She stood up, leaving the kneeling Villain on the floor. “I’ll be back in two hours. If you don’t have someone by then, or you get the foolish idea to run again, then I will break you beyond what you believe possible. And there’ll be no mistakes this time.”

Mockingly, she patted Villain on the head and opened the door.

Villain trembled on the floor for a long time.

Everything was on the line for her and she was supposed to condemn somebody to the same fate that she had suffered.

The truly terrible thing was that she knew exactly who to do that to.

Hero.

#whump #villain whumpee #supervillain x villain #hero x villain #pet whump #intimate whumper #kidnap whump #my writing

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serickswrites · 1 year

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How about a yandere supervillain ‘rescuing’ a hero from another villain because ‘the only one allowed to kill you is me’, but…well now that they have them at their mercy, maybe they don’t really want to kill them…maybe they have other fates in mind. Could be intimate or not, totally up to you.

Oh yes! Anon, I like this. I like this alot!

Please enjoy

Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6

Warnings: captivity, restraints, blood, torture, yandere

Supervillain crept quietly through Villain's lair. Their former apprentice's home was not to their taste. All dark, gothic, and cold. Supervillain much preferred their own Lair filled with light, bold, bright colors, and so open. But they had to retrieve that which was theirs. What had always been theirs.

"I'll deal with you later," Supervillain muttered as they walked past a painting of Villain. And they would. Because Villain had taken what was theirs and theirs alone.

Hero was unconscious and in chains in Villain's dungeon. They were slumped over, covered in blood, their pain still evident on their face.

"What did they do to you?" Supervillain asked as they quickly broke the chains keeping Hero tethered to the wall. "Only I can hurt you. Only I can be the one to end you."

They scooped Hero into their arms, quickly realizing how small Hero actually was. Hero hung limply in their arms as they quickly moved to leave Villain's lair. They were so small, soft, and they smelled...nice.

Supervillain shook their head. They had always watched Hero. Fought Hero. Planned Hero's demise. And they knew that Hero would only want to be ended by them. But maybe...

"Let's get you back to Lair, and go from there. How does that sound?"

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saltydumplings · 1 year

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Prompt #6

"I'll admit it: I doubted you for a second," the supervillain said. "But clearly you know better than to send me a box of unlabelled chocolates and consider that a worthy enough gift..."

Before them the villain could do nothing but whine, the sound soon muffled by the gag in their mouth as they struggled against their bonds. The ropes that restrained them to the inside of the massive, heart-shaped gift box remained tight, the colour of their cheeks not too dissmilar from the bow that had been tied about their neck as the supervillain reached out to trace a hand across the smooth satin.

"Yes," they said lowly, their touch lingering in the most teasing of ways. "This present is far more acceptable."

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raiha-storm65557 · 1 year

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Prompt #29

Villain opened the door for Supervillain who carried Civilian carefully. Civilian feel asleep in the car, it would be cute if it wasn’t for the fact that this was one of the strangest hostage situations eighter of them had ever caused. “Supervillain and Villain have taken custody of Civilian.” Hero slammed their palm on the table, causing Sidekick to flinch. “Do they really think that they can take my future spouse from me?!” they cried out. It disturbed Sidekick, just a week ago they sat with a drunk, angry and crying Hero who had just been dumped by Civilian and now Hero was calling Civilian their ‘future spouse’? …this feels wrong.

Tag list: @mishinacoven

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thepenultimateword · 7 months

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Prompt #249

Villain gaped at the unmasked hero in front of them. This was supposed to be the pinnacle of their villainous achievement. The moment they exposed their nemesis’s identity and stripped them of all they loved. But that face. They weren’t supposed to have that face.

“You’re…”

“Supervillain,” Hero finished for them.

Villain couldn’t close their mouth. There was something about finding out their superior—their lover—was the one fighting them every day that made every muscle in their body paralyze.

#hero x villain #heroes and villains #prompt #creative writing #heroes and villains community #writing prompt #short prompt #writblr #villain #villain x villain #supervillain x villain #writeblr

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nixylubouv · 8 months

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💫Writing Prompt #64

Villain didn't choose their career path out of a particular zeal. They were just forced into due to circumstances, and to this day they try to follow a moral code as much as they can. Hero sees this, and they fall in love with Villain. Hero is gentle, understanding, perfect. Someone who Villain feels they don't deserve.

Hero is saddened but respects Villain's choice to not be in relationship despite clearing having feelings for Hero too. However, something that Hero and Villain both don't know is that Hero is just a human reincarnation of a powerful deity, Supervillain. They awaken their memories during an intense battle.

Supervillain is not kind. They've lived a millennia of getting what they want. They've never cared about life during a human reincarnation before. After all, what's a drop to an ocean? This time it's different. The love that Hero had for Villain, it was intense. Deep, powerful. Supervillain has never felt anything that intoxicating before. And unlike Hero, they won't take no for answer.

#hero x villain #villain x hero #hero #villain #supervillain x villain #villain x supervillain #supervillain #reincarnation #deity #Villain's in trouble #they should run #they did love Hero #And now Hero's not really here anymore #talk about regret #so much angst potential

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starry-night-author · 9 months

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Hello hello to an amazing writer!

I had an idea and you don't have to do this *at all* but...June of Doom Day 11 snippet continuation, poly edition???

No worries if not, just heard that you like writing the poly snippets, and I like reading them, so..win-win? :)

Have a cupcake, you deserve it! 🧁

OH HELL YES

Ty for the cupcake!!! and the excuse to write more of this dynamic ever <33333

June of Doom Day #11 (Pt. 2)

(Part 1)

"Alright, so who's the good cop and who's the bad cop here?" Villain asked, leaning forward in their chair. "Of course, all cops are bad, but speaking in references here-"

"Enough," Superhero growled. "You're the one being interrogated, not the other way around."

Supervillain leaned over to stage-whisper in Villain's ear. "They're the bad cop."

"Enough!" Superhero shouted as both of the villains burst out laughing. "You will either cooperate or face worse consequences!"

"There's two bad cops?" Villain leaned back in their seat, lifting their untied feet from the ground to fold their legs up underneath them nonchalantly. "I don't know if that's how this is supposed to work-"

"We'll separate you two," Hero stood on the other side of Superhero, not intervening until now. This kind of argument had been going on for ten minutes already.

They didn't like interrogations, all the villains acted like this and it only ever served to make the heroes more frustrated. Despite having been kidnapped only earlier that day, Hero was already bored and annoyed.

"Oh go ahead and try," Supervillain kicked their feet up on the table between them and the heroes. "See what happens."

"What's that supposed to mean?" Superhero's eyes narrowed.

Villain snickered. "You'll see."

Fed up, Superhero slammed their fist on the table, making the whole thing shake. "Will both of you stop it?! We could've been done already if you'd just cooperate! We need information on where you got that car-"

"The car?" Villain asked. "What's that got to do with anything?"

It'd been ten minutes, and they'd finally gotten to hearing the actual interrogation questions. Hero held in a groan as they dropped their head in their hands.

"The model is one that's always been specifically used by a secret vigilante group throughout the state." Superhero explained. "They've been on the... morally darker side of things lately, and we need to find out what their alignment is. So we need information from you two about where you got it so we can track them down."

"The car." Villain stared at them. "You care about the car."

"Yes-"

"Not that we kidnapped Hero?"

"Well-"

"Or led you on a crazy high-speed chase throughout the whole city?" Supervillain chimed in.

"No-"

"You don't care about our scheme?" Villain's tone seemed rather hurt, they were very obviously pouting. "Just about the car we used?"

Supervillain mirrored their partner's pout.

Superhero dragged a hand down their face. "In the grand scheme of things your little escapades..." they trailed off, noticing how hurt the villains looked. "...Don't... matter." They exhaled the last word, as if it pained them to say it. "Sorry."

"It's okay," Villain sniffed, leaning sideways in their chair to rest their head on Supervillain's shoulder. Supervillain rested their head on top of their partner's. "We know our plans aren't always the most attention-grabbing."

"Or detrimental to society." Supervillain added.

"So where did you get the car?" Superhero cut in before one of them could start crying. They certainly looked upset enough to do so.

Villain sat back up and Supervillain shrugged. "Outside of a grocery store in the south edge of town." They lifted their feet from the table, putting them back on the ground. "It's a smaller area there, less crime, bigger false sense of security. Someone left the engine on when they ran in, we broke a window and stole it."

"You don't know who's it was?" Superhero asked. "You didn't see the owner?"

The villains shook their heads.

Hero sighed. Of course this lead went nowhere. Life at the agency had been so boring and repetitive lately- this vigilante case was finally something that had pulled Hero from their humdrum everyday routine.

And now they still had no idea where to start with it.

Well, the vigilante case and being kidnapped for a few hours, that was. That didn't happen every day.

Just as Hero was trying to figure out where else they could follow this case to, Villain leapt onto the table.

They'd been sitting with their feet crossed on their chair, and in a moment they'd pushed themself up into a squat before jumping to the plastic folding table between them. It wobbled, and despite their arms still being tied behind their back, Villain immediately found their balance.

Hero and Superhero started back from the table. "What are you- get down!" Superhero shouted. Hero was more used to Villain's antics, and they knew to back as far away as they could.

"If you insist," Villain shrugged.

As they leapt down their foot lashed out, connecting nicely with Superhero's skull. The crime-stopper was sent flying sideways, the other side of their head hitting the wall.

They slumped to the ground, unconscious.

Before Hero could react Villain lunged at them, and in an instant Hero found themself on their back, pinned to the ground by Villain's foot. The criminal's arms were still bound as they used their head to motion to Supervillain. "Get the door, they'll have seen that. They'll be in in three... two... one..."

Right on cue, the door flew open, narrowly missing Hero's head as it slammed against the wall. Supervillain threw themself at the other heroes, even with their hands tied behind their back they were clearly skilled enough to keep the other heroes at bay.

From the ground, Hero couldn't see much of the fight. All they could hear was thuds of impact and occasional yells, Villain's foot was too heavy on their chest, they couldn't shift it off.

Villain paid no attention to Hero, a wide grin on their face as they watched Supervillain. Their hair was wild from their earlier car chase, their eyes lit with a special kind of affection while they watched their partner. They cheered the Supervillain on, and despite their situation, Hero couldn't help but realize how sweet that was.

Eventually a pair of dark soulless shoes landed next to Hero's head. "That's all of them for now," Supervillain was out of breath. "There'll be more soon though. Wanna get out of here?"

Villain smirked. "I thought you'd never a-"

"Wait!" It took the hero a moment to realize they were the one who had shouted. The villains looked down at them, as if just remembering they were there. "Take me with you."

Villain bent down closer to them, pressing more weight on them and making the hero gasp. "...Why?"

The crime-stopper's voice was strained as their chest was constricted. "I-I'm tired of everything here. You kidnapping m-me was the most exciting thing tha-ats happened in the last six months. Please take me w-with you."

"You fight villains every day and you're bored?" Supervillain was intrigued.

Hero nodded.

"Poor thing, you really do need a thrill." Villain leaned closer, bent so their face was inches from Hero's. Hero couldn't keep the blush off their own face- if anyone asked the redness was from lack of oxygen. "We'll let you come with us if you can uncuff us."

Hero nodded again, now unable to form words.

"Deal!" Villain got off of them, and Hero gasped for air. "Now come on, we don't have time to waste! Get up get up get up-"

Hero was nudged to their feet before they could even catch their breath, and was only given an opportunity to do so after they'd pulled the keys to the cuffs out of their pocket and given it to the villains. The two undid their cuffs in mere seconds, and then Hero was whisked out of the room and off to their new life.

Villain ran on Hero's left side, Supervillain on their right. The two caught Hero looking as they ran together down the hall, and simultaneously threw them devilish smirks.

Hero quickly turned their gaze forward.

If anyone asked, the redness from was the exertion of running.

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chaotic-orphan · 1 year

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Dec. 9 + 10, prompt: nice gift + ornament

You know what’s up, I missed yesterday so December prompt calendar two for one special!!!

@the-modern-typewriter @the-modern-typewriter-aesthetic

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“You know villain, after all these years of working together, I realised I never actually got you a birthday present,” supervillain purred and villain blushed.

“There’s no need, supervillain. Honestly, I don’t even-”

“Ah, ah, ah! Don’t even finish that sentence,” supervillain said, a finger on villain’s lips effectively silencing them. Supervillain regarded them with such tender adoration that villain could have melted on the spot as supervillain moved their hand to villain’s cheek.

Supervillain stepped closer, leaning towards them and villain’s heart pounded against their chest when supervillain stopped just an hair between their lips. Their breath shared, and supervillain smirked.

“Do you want to see your gift, little dove?”

Villain licked their lips, nodding in response not trusting their voice with supervillain this close to them.

“Okay,” Supervillain said, stepping away from villain with a wide smile, and something unknowable in their eyes. “Close your eyes.”

Villain obeyed. They heard the door to the drawing room open, and then they felt a hand grasp their arm gently, guiding them blind into the drawing room. The roar of the fire greeted them.

“Okay, now… open!”

Villain opened their eyes and before them kneeled hero. Their hands above their head in heavy iron shackles that were chained to the ceiling. Their knees wrapped in chains keeping them on the floor.

“Hero?” Villain asked, breathless.

Hero raised their head and villain suppressed a flinch. They looked bad. So bad. Their eyes swollen and bruised, blood dripping down their nose passed their lips and onto the floor below.

Supervillain came around villain then. “Perfect, isn’t it? I got it just for you. House trained and everything. Isn’t that right hero?”

“Yes, sir,” hero croaked and villain frowned stepping closer to them.

“Happy birthday, villain,” supervillain said, pressing a kiss to villain’s cheek.

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the-journal-in-law · 1 year

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Prompt from: @thepenultimateword

“Supervillain?”

Henchman slides down the embankment to the river where a soggy figure drags themself from the sludgy current. It’s dark and hard to see, but that hair, those shoulders… It has to be.

“Supervillain!” Henchman grabs their old boss by the arms, clammy and slick from the contaminated water, and heaves them further onto the muddy slope.

“Get away.” It’s low and throaty, more aggressive than usual too, but Henchman is doubly sure of their identity now. Everything gushes out at once.

“Where have you been? Why are you here? It’s been months! How come you didn’t—“

Supervillain’s face flashes up, revealing a short amphibian snout, green slitted eyes, and a pair of gills, just behind their jaw. “I said. Get. Away.”

Henchman is distantly aware that their jaw is falling open. "You-you--"

Supervillain lets out what is supposed to be a growl but instead sounds more like a rumbling croak. "Have you gotten more insolent in my absence?"

Henchman closes their mouth, licks their lips, and attempts to form a coherent sentence. "How...how did you get like this? Was it during your fight with Superhero?"

"Why should I tell you?!"

Henchman's face becomes pained. "You've been gone for months. Do you know how worried I - we've been?"

Supervillain jerks their arm away, and Henchman realises the sliminess they felt was from their moist amphibian skin.

"You don't need me," they snap. "Righthand has been trained to take over in my place."

"You don't know," Henchman realises. They try and reach for Supervillain again, but they step away. Henchman falters. "Boss..Other Supervillain has taken over."

"What?!" they snarl. A fire lights in their eyes, and their haunted expression vanishes. "You incompetent fools! Why did I keep you around?!"

"Boss," Henchman says again. "Come back."

Supervillain wrenches away from their gaze, hunching in on themselves. They look...small.

"You don't need me," they repeat, but this time it's forceful. Vulnerable, as if they were trying to convince themselves.

"We need you." I need you. "You're the only one--"

"You don't need someone like me!" Supervillain shouts. They gesture to themselves. "Look at me! I'm hideous! Nobody would want me!"

They laugh hysterically.

Unbidden, the words slip out of Henchman's mouth.

Supervillain freezes. "What did you say?"

Henchman forces them to catch their gaze. "I want you."

It's something they never thought they would confess. Especially to Supervillain. They'd convinced themselves they were happy just being their lackey, looking at them from afar.

But they couldn't let Supervillain think of themselves like that. Like any form of them was ugly.

Have they always viewed themselves so poorly? The thought pains Henchman.

Supervillain stares at them. "You...you're lying. You're lying, aren't you? You just want me to get rid of Other Supervillain!"

"No." It's a simple word, one that needs no elaboration. No, I would never lie about my affection for you.

Panic begins to appear behind Supervillain's eyes. With no look back, they jump into the water and disappear, leaving Henchman staring at their back. (Unfortunately, it is nothing new).

The next day, Supervillain shows up at Henchman's apartment.

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