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creweemmaeec11 · 3 years

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What I'm So Afraid Of

The villain hesitated for a moment, and it made the hero's heart sink.

"Come on, I only asked what your favourite colour was. That's like, the easiest question I could think of!"

The villain fidgeted, looking to the ground, an expression like they were mad at themselves. Regardless, they relented.

"It's... uh, blue,"

"Blue..." the hero deadpanned, unimpressed and disappointed by the uncertainty in the other's voice.

"it is!" The villain urged, but the hero just shook their head.

"It's okay, I get it, you still don't trust me yet," the hero replied as they stood up, trying to sound like they were unbothered despite how obvious the hurt was in their voice.

"What!? No! Of course I trust you! It's just-"

"Don't, please." The hero replied, "having trust issues and needing more time to trust me is one thing. And that's okay! I don't mind that." they explained, "but.. lying to me about it is another," the hero fidgeted, "I- I know you're only trying to make me feel better, but..."

The hero sighed, running their fingers through their hair, "I'm gonna head to bed early tonight. I'll see you in the morning, okay?" they said, trying for a smile before turning and walking off toward their bedroom leaving a very sad and guilty feeling villain on the couch behind them.

It wasn't that they didn't *trust* the hero, in fact, they would trust the other with their life; that wasn't the problem.

No, the *problem* was the villain themselves. Who -and, more importantly, *what*,- they were.

What if something made them remember just what kind of monster they were dating?

The villain waited a full hour before going to bed themselves, quietly slipping into the dark bedroom, relieved to see their partner was sound asleep.

The hero was laid on their side, facing them, but had their face half-buried in the blankets. The sight brought a small, silent, yet pained smile to the villain's face.

As quietly as possible, they slipped into their side of the bed, looking down at the hero next to them.

The villain sighed, "I really wish you'd listen to me sometimes when I say you deserve so much better," they whispered, reaching over to very gently tuck a strand of the hero's hair behind their ear.

"I'm not afraid to tell you something as personal as my biggest fear, I'm afraid of how you'll react when the answer is: losing you,"

They glanced over, admiring the sleeping hero next to them.

"I'm not afraid to tell you simple stuff like my favourite pastry is a cinnamon bun. I'm afraid of telling you that's because it's the only pastry I've ever *had,* after *you* got me one,"

The villain brushed over the hero's hair gently, something they always did to help the other sleep, smiling when the hero leaned into the touch.

"My coolest talent is I can pick almost any lock. I can't tell you my parent's names cuz' I never knew them. You already know what my hobbies and bad habits are," they explained, laughing under their breath slightly at the last one before continuing, "but any of those things could just serve to remind you what kind of monster you sleep with every night,"

The villain shook their head, huffing a laugh of self-pityI'm, "and I'm certainly not afraid to tell you my favourite colour is ocean blue, I'm afraid to tell you it's because that's the colour of your eyes. What... what if you think that's creepy?" They took a deep breath, "I've *never * not trusted you. I'm not scared of giving you information. Im afraid it will make you finally remember what I am, and that you've made a mistake. I'm terrified of not waking up beside you,"

They glanced over again, and thankfully the hero was still asleep.

The villain gave a deep sigh, before leaning down to kiss the top of their lover's head gently.

"I'm sorry," they whispered, before pulling back up and-

Awake. The hero was awake.

Their eyes were all but *gleaming* up at the villain next to them, a smile plastered on their face.

The villain immediately froze, statue still, like a mouse that had been spotted by a cat.

Except this mouse also lit up a bright firetruck red.

How long had the hero been awake!?

The hero laughed, genuinely, but before the villain could react, the hero grabbed their hips, pulling them closer on the bed and subsequently causing the villain to topple over backwards.

"You're forgiven, you big dork," the hero replied with a smile, hands still on the other's hips as they supported themselves to loom over the villain below.

They giggled again at whatever expression they received, not giving their partner a chance to reply before leaning down to bring their lips together.

"I never knew you could be so soft and sweet," the hero teased when they finally broke, lifting themselves to look down at the other again.

The villain somehow blushed more. "You weren't supposed to know..." they muttered, pouting and glancing away, "I was afraid-"

"Well, believe it or not," the hero replied, cutting them off and leaning down to kiss the other's nose, who squeaked, "you've got nothing to be afraid of,"

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exciting · 3 years

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I was tagged by @nuxeia to spell out my URL with song titles, thank you <3

Everything is Embarassing - Sky Ferreira

Xanny - Billie Eilish

Cyanide - Daniel Caesar

I wanna be your girlfriend - Girl in Red

Tyrant - Kali Uchis

If I Try to Find You - King Mala

Ninety - Jaden

Gasoline - Leyla Blue

I tag @thatbreadboi @aquarellesirene @count-woe-laf @manyfandomsonelog @colimbae

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bird-likes-to-fandom · 3 years

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very important question, do you eat lemons

I have eaten like three slices of lemon in 2021 and that is it. I do like to eat the juice though. 10/10 would eat a whole lemon if peeled like an orange (which I have a friend irl that does that. they’re chaotic and unhinged yet also have a refined, upscale, classy goth aesthetic and i miss them)

And, as I have said before, lemon candy is the superior flavor. Best flavor. Me and @aquarellesirene have bonded over this. Lemonade is also delicious. Strawberry and Blueberry lemonade are so good, if you haven’t tried them. So is raspberry lemonade, but I haven’t had it in a while.

#thank you for this ask #this was very important #food tw #tw food

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amillionwips · 3 years

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tagged by @cantteachanoldguardnewquotes

this picrew

so cute and fun! thanks for the tag!

i’ll tag @aquarellesirene @writingamongther0ses @legallylibra

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that-peach-anon · 3 years

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Your wish is my command, @aquarellesirene

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moss-on-a-tree15 · 3 years

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I am the best at tedbakts

(/ij /t @aquarellesirene)

#willow ramble go brr #bat™️

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cavern-of-shenanigans · 3 years

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@microwave-gremlin @aquarellesirene @moss-on-a-tree15 WHICH ONE OF YOU WAS IT

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creweemmaeec11 · 3 years

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How Selfish is Selfless

Every inch of them hurt, even before the foreign body that came crashing into them.

The villain winced at the pain in their ribs, still too disoriented from the explosion to react to whatever had hit them-

Until they heard the sobbing.

Their brain whirred to catch up, and the realizations made the villain freeze.

That *thing* that had just slammed into them was the *hero,*. That pain in their ribs was the pressure of the arms that locked tightly around them. That dampness on their shoulder wasn't blood, it was *tears*.

"What-"

"The HELL were you thinking!?" The hero cried almost angrily, arms somehow tightening even more, "Self-sacrifice is supposed to be my thing, not yours you absolute idiot!"

The villain just stood frozen for a moment, unsure what to do. The hero was nearly hysterical, sobs tearing through them. They were shaking violently, trembling like their legs wouldn't hold them up much longer.

The villain was stunned. Sure, the two of them had gotten closer, they knew the hero cared a bit... but this... this was... they had no idea...

What did they even make of this?

"Hey..." the villain replied hesitantly, softly, "It's okay-"

"It's NOT OKAY!" The hero snapped, arms tightening even more, so much that the villain had to bite back a hiss of pain while the hero buried their head into the other's shoulder, "You could have- you almost-" they were cut off but more sobs.

The villain felt that "non-existent" heart of theirs breaking in their chest.

"Shhhh..." the villain hushed, finally reciprocating the hug by gently wrapping their arms around the other, gliding their hand up and down the other's back soothingly.

The hero gave some incoherent reply, but the villain just shushed them again, "shhhhh.... just breath... it's alright...."

They weren't entirely sure what was so wrong, but were equally unsure what else to do.

The shaking form in their arms sniffled, "I was so scared you- god I thought you were-"

Oh.

*Oh.*

The hero was this upset at the thought of them-!?

"I'm okay," the villain reassured, "I'm right here, I'm alright,"

"But you almost weren't!" The hero cried desperately, clinging to them tighter.

The worst part was they were right. The villain hadn't expected *to* be okay. Though they hadn't exactly been concerned with those odds in the moment.

In the end, the villain just stayed quiet, aside from the occasional gentle soothing sound.

It took a few minutes, but eventually the hero started to calm down.

"Don't you *ever* scare me like that again, you hear me? Don't you ever do that again," the hero whispered, sniffling.

"I'm sorry, okay? I'm sorry..." the villain apologized, internally shocked by just how much they actually meant it. Their hand moved up, carding through the hero's hair soothingly.

Maybe self-sacrifice wasn't as selfless as they'd originally thought.

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creweemmaeec11 · 3 years

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Villain X Hero Writing Prompt- Today is the Villain's birthday but due to a bad memory accosiated with it (and because the villain is kinda lonely) they dont celebrate. The villain has a battle with the hero with the hero merging victorious, kidnapping the villain. The villain thinks they've been kidnapped for information however the hero made made dinner and got a meaningful gift for the villain. Have fun with this prompt!

I love this concept. Villains being surprised with pleasantries is everything♡ I know I didn't quite get to the present part, but it felt like the right place to cut it off. I also just realized I kinda forgot about the "for information" part, oops. also I'm so sorry this took so long!

As if their day couldn't suck any more than it already did, the villain had to go and top it off with losing in a fight with the city's hero.

Could this day get *any* worse?

They were handcuffed in the back of the hero's police car, driving through the city, towards the city jail, just like they had so many times before.

The villain had escaped jail multiple times, so this wasn't much more than a large inconvenience for them, at least it would have been, had it happened on *any* other day.

The criminal in question had gone out to avoid sitting at home alone with their thoughts today. Having to sit alone with their thoughts in a jail cell was an even worse option.

Letting out a deep sigh, they flopped back against the seat. Miserable. They just felt miserable. It felt like they couldn't even see colour in the world around them anymore.

"You're much quieter than usual," the hero commented as they drove, "Is something wrong?

"Excuse me‽"

"You're usually more talkative. These drives have never been this quiet before,"

"What do you care?" The villain muttered as they turned to look out the window.

That's when the villain suddenly realized something.

"Wait, we aren't going the right way," the villain blurted out, sitting up straighter suddenly.

The hero in the front seat gave a laugh under their breath, "you only just noticed?"

"This isn't the way to the station or city jail,"

"That would be because we aren't going to the station or city jail,"

The villain felt their throat tighten.

"Where are we going?" The villain asked, trying and failing to sound demanding. There were notes of slight fear. Nerves.

In the rearview mirror, the villain saw the hero glance at them, before their gaze fell back to the road ahead.

They didn't say anything.

"Hero..." the villain tried, "Where are you taking me...?"

"You'll see," was the hummed response.

A feeling of dread settled in their stomach.

Looking out the window, the car was already on the outskirts of the city.

Suddenly the radio was flicked on.

The villain swallowed nervously.

What a day to go out on, of all the 365 to choose from in a year.

After driving for close to half an hour, they were well outside the city and into the surrounding woods, pulling up to what looked like a small cabin.

It wasn't that the villain exactly *blamed* the hero for what they were about to do. Clearly, they'd pushed the other too far, or maybe the hero had finally grown tired of their game of cat and mouse.

This just wasn't how the villain imagined themselves leaving this mortal coil. It was always in a blaze of glory, last stand type of thing.

Still, they couldn't find it in themselves to fight back. Not today. Perhaps it was fate, to be taken out on the same day it all began. Poetic, if not ironic.

The hero got out of the car, straightening themselves and stretching for a moment before turning and opening the back door.

"Are you coming?" The hero asked, before surprisingly taking a step back away from the door so the villain could get out on their own. Not like it mattered, the hero probably knew there was nowhere to run out here now.

"Do I have a choice?" The villain muttered under their breath, looking at the ground.

The hero had the *audacity* to look *surprised* at that. As if they were shocked the villain wasn't jumping with excitement to get this over with.

"Well, I mean... no... I guess... I'd like to think I'm not forcing you but..."

The villain sighed, before swinging their feet out and standing up. Luckily, they'd been cuffed in the front this time, which- now that they thought about it, was also abnormal- but it made it easier to get out of the car on their own.

Still, they felt the hero put a hand under their arm to help steady them -as if polite bedside manner would change anything, only for the villain to shrug them off.

"I'm assuming there's nothing I can say to talk you *out* of doing this, is there?"

"What?" The hero asked in confusion, "What are you talking about?"

"Ya know, pull the whole 'you don't have to do this, I'll be better, I swear' kind of thing?"

"Excuse me-?"

"I mean-" the villain continued. They were rambling now. Maybe the fear was finally fully starting to kick in. The desperation, because they really *didn't* want this. There was no way they'd allow themselves to beg, but- "it would be a lie either way, I guess, despite the fact I probably shouldn't have said that I'm assuming you'd already know anyway, so-"

"Whoa, whoa, slow down," the hero said, placing a hand on the villain's shoulder gently, snapping them out of their spiralling thoughts, "What in the world do you think I brought you out here for?"

The villain rolled their eyes, "At least make it quick, will you? And stop acting oblivious or like I forced your hand. At least own up to what your about to do,"

The other's eyes widened as the final piece clicked into place, "You think-! I'm not gonna kill you-!" They cried in what could have been mistaken for horror.

The criminal furrowed their brows.

"I brought you here to *show* you something, silly!" The hero explained, before stepping forward and unclipping the handcuffs off the villain's wrists.

Said villain's eyes widened, "what‽"

The hero nodded, smiling, "I have a surprise for you,"

"What?!" They asked again.

The hero only nodded excitedly before turning the villain by the shoulders and giving them a gentle push towards the door, "Go on! Look inside!"

The villain glanced at the hero uncertainty before stepping forward toward the cabin.

When they opened the door, they froze on the spot.

It wasn't anything crazy.... the inside looked like any other cabin. Table, chairs, small kitchen and living area with a couch and tv. Warm glowing lights and-

A banner hung from the ceiling that read in large letters "HAPPY BIRTHDAY"

The villain spun around so fast they nearly gave themself whiplash, turning to the hero that had sense come up behind them.

They jumped back slightly, words and air catching in their throat as they gawked at the hero like they'd grown 3 more heads.

Said hero laughed lightheartedly, "Surprise!"

"What..."

It was like that had become the only word in their vocabulary.

"I know it isn't decorated much, but I didn't think you'd like the cliche ribbons and streamers and party hats," they made some jazzhand-like gesture, "I was also going to blindfold you but I didn't think you'd let me do that either,"

The villain could only stare, like their brain couldn't process the words they were hearing.

"I also made dinner, and a cake! Oh! I also have a gift for you too!"

The villain didn't move.

"Oh, and one last thing, I gave up and the fun cliche stuff just for you so I'm gonna make you suck it up and accept a birthday hug,"

"Why..." the villain managed, "why would you..."

"Why not?"

"I don't deserve this, I don't-" their voice cracked.

"Hey," the hero said softly, taking a step forward, "I heard you didn't celebrate, and I couldn't just let that happen. Everyone deserves to have a good birthday,"

The villain couldn't find any words, but the single tear that managed to quickly slip out and down their cheek did all the speaking for them.

The hero gave a small, sympathetic smile before opening their arms.

Nobody moved for a moment, before the villain caved, stepping forward and looking at the ground. They didn't reciprocate, keeping their own arms close to their chest, but allowed the hero to wrap theirs around them.

They'd never realized just how much taller the hero was until they were basically burying their face into the heros collar.

The villain couldn't even bring themselves to care at the moment, because they suddenly felt so safe, which was bizarre, considering how they felt on the way, but here they were.

"I still don't think I deserve this. Especially from you," the villain muttered from where their head was still tucked down against the hero's chest.

"I don't think your qualified for that kind of thinking, considering what you thought you deserved on the way here, which I'm almost offended by, by the way,"

The hero was rewarded with a small laugh.

"So, come on," the hero said before suddenly pulling back. They reached up, gently using their thumb to brush away the tear track on the villains face, "no tears," They reached down, grabbing the villains hand to gently tug them further inside "let's make some better birthday memories,"

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creweemmaeec11 · 3 years

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Hi! I really love your writing ❤ If it isn't bothersome, could you please continue the sleep paralysis one? It was very cute!

Yes I can!!! Hope I did you justice!

Sleep Paralysis Pt 4

First part Second part Third part

It was about an hour later, and they were still reading through files when the villain suddenly felt the hero next to them tense up. They glanced down to see a pair of eyes peering back up at them.

It wasn't a normal look though. They could see the fear and desperation in the hero's eyes clear as day.

That was all it took for the villain to connected the dots.

"Shhh," they soothed, combing their fingers through the other's hair, before tucking a loose strand behind their ear, "you're alright,"

Surprisingly, that seemed to help, as the hero relaxed a fair bit, exhaling slowly.

Still, the eyes continued looking up at them.

The villain looked back at the papers in their lap that detailed the hero's notes on the supervillain.

Quietly, the villain started talking, simply going over some of the ideas they'd had or interesting info they'd come across. Just patter; white noise to drown out the silence.

All the while their fingers continued rhythmically brushing through the hero's hair gently.

Slowly, the remaining tension eased out of the hero, gradually relaxing as they listened to the villain's voice. They were barely paying attention to the words, instead just using the soft sound and constant touch to keep them grounded; remind them they were safe.

It was strange, to feel safe in such a moment. The hero was so vulnerable, helpless like this, unable to move or speak, with someone who was supposed to be their enemy right beside them to top it off.

And yet, they couldn't remember the last time they'd felt so safe in their own bed.

"I was thinking if-"

"Thank you,"

The villain was cut off with the quiet murmur, so quiet they almost didn't hear it at first. They blinked, looking down at the hero in confusion, who was still peering up at them.

"I don't know why you're doing this, or why you even did it the first time but, thank you... really,"

The villain blinked again, caught off guard and unsure how to respond. Why were they doing this? They didn't really have an answer.

"Close your eyes and try to get some more sleep," the villain offered instead, drawing perfect circles on the hero's scalp gently, smiling as they watched the other's eyes immediately flutter closed. They felt the hero subconsciously snuggle into them even more.

Inwardly, they had the sudden suspicious feeling this wasn't going to be a once-off event.

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creweemmaeec11 · 3 years

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Villain x Hero Writing Prompt- A hero/villain has fun with the heros/villains cat themed powers. (Ex. Spraying them with water, petting them, dangling string to distract them etc) Have fun with this prompt!

So sorry for such a long delay! Hope you enjoy! This is either one of the best or worst things I've ever written, theres no in between xD

"Oh hey, look what the cat dragged in," the villain mused from their armchair. They sat as if it were a throne, legs flung over one arm lazily as they tilted their head to examine the hero in front of them.

"Oh ha-freaking-ha," the hero groaned, cat ears twitching, "very funny,"

A soft smirk of cool amusement curled on the villain's lips, "Something I can do for you, kitten?"

"I know you have it," the hero stated, crossing their arms while their tail flicked behind them. They did their best to ignore the flustering nickname.

"Oh? Have what?" They asked innocently.

"The cinder diamond necklace. I know you stole it,"

"What? This old thing?" They teased, lifting their hand off their lap. Sure enough, there was the necklace, swinging back and forth and back and forth and-

The hero shook their head, snapping themselves out of it. Damn cat instincts. They could see the growing grin on the villain's face.

"Yes, that! Give it back,"

The villain shifted, swinging their legs down before standing up, dangling the necklace out in front of them on a single finger, "come get it then, kitten,"

*bastard.*

Despite knowing what was going to happen if they got too close, the hero walked forward anyway. Right as they were about to grab it, the necklace was pulled away.

"Hey-!"

"I'll tell you what," the villain hummed. In their peripherals, the hero could see the villain's hand raising, but they couldn't will themselves to move.

Sure enough, not a second later, the hero felt a hand land in their hair, scratching behind one of their cat ears gently. Instantly it felt like all their limbs melted, legs turning to jelly.

"W-what?" The hero stuttered, having not even heard the second half of the sentence.

The amusement on the villains face only grew, "I said, that the necklace is all yours if I get you for a movie tonight~"

Wait, what?

They tried to come up with a response but it was like their brain had stopped working. It was so distracting.

Especially when all their willpower was going into-

The hero felt the villain rub the base of their ear between their thumb and forefinger, and it immediately sent shivers down their spine. The hero couldn't fight the low rumbling noise that began resonating from their chest.

Their purring only seemed to amuse the villain more.

"What's wrong? Cat got your tongue?"

The beat red hero glared, before using every ounce of willpower to twist their head away from the villain's hand, "f-fine, just give me the damn necklace," they muttered under their breath.

"That's a good kitty," the villain cooed, holding the necklace out to the hero once more, who snatched before turning and all but marching away.

"Hurry back!" The villain called after them, "Wouldn't want the popcorn to get cold!"

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creweemmaeec11 · 3 years

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When person A is trying to be mad at person B, so person B tickles person A juuuust enough to make not smiling hard, while teasing them until they eventually crack a smile

Saw this on one of your posts and loved it....so...and uh....villain as person A and hero as person B? And could the hero and villain be lovers? Though it...would be cute.

So sorry for such a long wait! I really don't want to be known for this topic so I'm trying to space them out xD anyway, hope you enjoy!

Original prompt came from this list.

"Hey, I'm going to make some pasta for supper, is that alright?"

"Yup. Don't break the stove while you're at it," the villain in the bed monotoned, not taking their eyes off the tv as they flipped through the channels.

The hero blinked, before fully stepping into the bedroom as they tilted their head with a lopsided smile, "you're not still mad about earlier are you?"

"Nope," the villain replied sarcastically.

There was an exasperated sigh, "I already said I was sorry! I didn't mean to break your little figurine of me, it was an accident!"

"Mhm,"

"I don't know why you even need one when we live together, it's not like you don't see me enough," they tried to joke, but the villain didn't even bother to reply.

"Come onnnn," the hero groaned, "It was only a cheap little trinket anyway-"

They were cut off by the villain full-on glaring at that comment.

"Wait- no! That's not what I-" The hero sputtered, before catching themselves and taking a breath, "I can just get you another one, okay? There's like hundreds in the hero academy's gift store. Regardless, I can assure you the real deal is way better anyway,"

The villain just rolled their eyes as they glanced back at the screen and flicked to a different channel carelessly.

The hero narrowed their eyes. Something was... off. They knew the villain like the back of their hand, and the other didn't typically get like this.

Usually, if they were upset about something, the villain had no problem being blunt and upfront about what was wrong, and they were rarely petty after whatever dispute had been settled between them.

Which meant, something hadn't been settled yet. The hero was clearly still missing a piece of the puzzle.

"I cleaned it up already, you know, there's no mess," the hero tried.

The villain just hummed in agreement. Nope, it wasn't the mess.

They thought back to the incident, remembering being taken aback at how genuinely upset the villain looked.

"What was so special about it?"

Immediately, the hero saw the villain stiffen slightly, catching the ever so slight red that appeared on their cheeks.

Bingo.

"Nothing," the villain dismissed, "You said yourself it was only a cheap trinket,"

"Uh-huh," the hero drawled, slowly stepping closer, "to which you responded by glaring at me, meaning you clearly disagreed,"

"No, I was-... just saying it-... wasn't helping your case," they argued, "Anyway, weren't you about to go make supper?"

"An obvious lie followed by trying to distract me? Wow, apparently that thing was *very* special,"

Wait, when had the hero gotten that close‽

Before the villain could react the hero grabbed their ankles, pulling them downward on the bed so they fell backwards before jumping up and straddling their waist.

"And apparently," the hero continued, smirking mischievously as they loomed over the other, "you *really* don't want me to find out why,"

The villain paled slightly, looking up like a mouse that had been cornered by a cat before steeling their features and crossing their arms over their chest.

Alright. If that's how they were going to be, challenge accepted.

"Maybe I should talk to the hero academy about making a little figurine of you," the hero commented, while their index fingers began drawing slow circles along the villain's sides.

"Nobody would buy one," the villain grumbled under their breath as they tensed but tried not to make it obvious.

"I dunno about that," the hero replied, fingers creeping higher, causing the villain to twitch whenever the hero brushed over a particularly sensitive spot. "I could imagine kids playing with them like dolls. Maybe they would act out me finally catching you," they teased.

That... was admittedly a pretty funny mental image. But they weren't going to be giving in that easily.

Suddenly the hero's fingers fluttered along their sides, and the villain had to bite their lip to keep from smiling. They couldn't help the way they squirmed slightly, unable to sit completely still any longer.

"Are you gonna tell me yet?" the hero questioned playfully, yet tauntingly, lightening up on their soft tickling momentarily.

The only response they got was in the form of a sharp glare.

The hero shrugged, smirking, "suit yourself," they replied in a tone that was infuriatingly confident the villain would break eventually, and that they were perfectly content to wait. Some perfect balance between mischievous and innocent.

Immediately the villain could feel the sneaky fingers returning to dancing lightly along their sides, and they had to bite their lip to keep from smiling.

The hero above them laughed at this, "Gods you're adorable,"

Okay now that was just plain evil, the villain thought. The hero knew they were still terrible at taking compliments, especially direct ones, and even more so from the hero.

They also knew "adorable" was one of their worst ones. They could take being called smart, clever, even charming, but they'd never get used to being described as sweet, cute, kind, or most of all; adorable.

Unfair. It was completely unfair.

The hero only laughed again as the other lit up bright red beneath them.

They hadn't even done that intentionally, the hero just couldn't help the comment when the villain truly did look the part right now. However, if they were going down the path of flustering the other....

"I love you," the hero suddenly stated out of nowhere, voice and expression sickeningly earnest and genuine. Their eyes were shining as they tilted their head slightly.

Unfair. It was unfair. How could the hero just say things like that so easily?

They only got redder.

The slow circles were *just enough* to make not smiling difficult already. But it was so hard not to smile when the villain heard those words aloud. They were words the villain never thought they'd get to hear! Even hearing them normally caught them off guard!

Still, the villain stayed quiet.

"Last chance," the hero drawled warningly, "Don't make me do something you'll regret,"

They waited a moment, but still got no response. The hero gave an exasperated sigh, "Have it your way. What do you call a tailor that specializes in superhero costumes?"

The villain glanced up in confusion.

"Very *cape-*able,"

The punchline was accompanied by the fingers on their sides speeding up, and the villain broke, hands darting down to stop the hero's fingers as a smile broke out on their face.

"You're an idiot," the villain chuckled lightly, shaking their head.

The hero laughed, genuinely, before leaning down to kiss the villain beneath them, "I'm * your* idiot though,"

The villain hummed mid-kiss in agreement.

"So, what was so special about the figurine?" The hero asked when they broke. Their partner blushed, having momentarily forgotten the consequence of giving in.

The villain sighed, glancing away, "It was the first thing you ever gave me..." they explained quietly, "even if it was only meant as a joke at the time. It was the first thing *anyone* had given me in years, and it happened to be from you..."

There was an unbearable beat of silence, which forced the criminal to risk a glance up. Their lover was looking down at them with the most charmed smile they'd ever seen, which only caused them to blush more.

"I had no idea," they replied, "I promise I'll get you another one, okay?"

"It's alright, don't bother," the villain replied, causing shock to flash on the hero's face. The villain smirked, "You were right anyway" they explained, reaching up to grab the fabric of the hero's collar, "The real deal is so much better,"

With that, they yanked the hero back down again.

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Okay look, I was this close to scrapping this entire snippet, because I dont necessarily want to be known for this topic, or for people to get the wrong idea, especially because there's two snippets coming up very soon that came from the prompt list I posted on the topic, but after I posted said list, I noticed anyone who hated it did so because of a bad experience and well... I'm the one who takes bad things and makes them cute, so... let's just say, if things go to shit blame @defectivehero for giving me the push to post it (thank you <3)

"DON'T! PLEASE! PLEASE DON'T!" The villain pleaded, eyes wide with panic as their back hit the floor, the weight of the hero straddling their waist keeping them there, "Don't, don't, don't-"

Their rambling was cut off by the gentle hand resting flat against their stomach. The villain flinched, pinning their eyes shut, but the hand only glided back and forth soothingly.

"Darling, breath, "the hero laughed, "I won't, okay? It's alright," they reassured failing to hide their amusement at how dramatic the villain's reaction was, but still sounding genuine nonetheless.

The villain had come home after having a genuinely, all-around terrible day at work. Obviously, their lover couldn't let that stand, and had immediately scooped them up to carry them off to bed. After making supper, the two of them had been cuddling in bed, with the hero drawing slow circles on their back to help them relax, when their fingers accidentally trailed too close to their side. The villain, who hadn't been expecting it, immediately flinched with a squeak, and it was the cutest noise the hero had ever heard.

The villain blinked. After all that the hero wasn't going to...? Just like that?

"Wait, really...? You're not?" The villain asked, suspicious and surprised at the same time.

The hero rolled their eyes, "Of course not," they said, before leaning down to kiss the villains forehead gently, who immediately relaxed underneath them, "Not if you hate it that much. I'm trying to make you feel better, and you looked genuinely panicked there for a second. I can't believe I didn't know you were so ticklish,"

"It's not the tickling itself that's the problem. I had brutal siblings," the villain explained sheepishly, "Brutal siblings that wouldn't *stop,*"

"Ah," the hero replied, before their face shifted to contemplative, seemingly thinking for a second, "What about if you gave me permission?"

"Permission to what?"

"Tickle you," They replied, as if that was a normal thing to say.

"No!" The villain snapped.

The hero still on top of them immediately pouted, "Aw common! I'll be gentle! And I promise to stop as soon as you say to!"

"But... why?"

The hero shrugged, "I like making you smile and laugh. You have such a cute laugh you know? You don't do it enough,"

The villain faltered, lighting up bright red. It should be illegal to just say something like that so genuinely.

Their expression was so hopeful and equally pleading all of a sudden. Like it wasn't their partner looking down at them but an innocent puppy waiting for you to throw the ball.

They supposed it was the hero who they trusted more than anyone else...

God damn it....

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