Prompt #4
Villain gripped Hero's collar in their fists, eyes burning, cheeks stained with tears.
"I. Fucking. Hate you." Their voice was low, full of hurt and loathing.
Hero stared up into the face of their nemisis - their friend - with wide eyes. They swallowed the lump in their throat, guilt burning in their blood. "I...I'm sorry-"
"Sorry?" Villain laughed and their voice cracked. "Oh, no. No, no, you're not sorry." They gripped the fabric of Hero's shirt tighter, pulling them close enough for their noses to touch. "You're not sorry," Villain murmured. "But you will be."
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me: *having a legitimate breakdown over registration and what classes i need to take. literally sobbing*
my sister in the other room: I'M ON TONIGHT AND MY HIPS DON'T LIE AND I'M STARTING TO FEEL IT'S RIGHT
me: *more sobbing but this time it's confused*
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Forget the wags, what do you think is the boys type? Or, to phrase it in a better way, what do you think they search in a partner? (Ps thank you for your dedication 🙏🏼💗 you are so consistent in writing)
would you believe me if i told you that i had been thinking about writing this for a long time???? like, i have so many ideas about what the ideal type of driver is… ugh i can’t wait to write 😭😭
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Deadly Distraction 🖤
Pairing: Flirty/Playful!Supervillain x Detective (OG Pairing that I read wrong before writing c': -> Gentle Supervillain x Investigative Reporter)
Scenario/Dialogue: "I'd die for you." / "Go ahead."
Bonus: Extra scene below the cut c:
Tag List: @black-rose-events
CW: Mention of/Implied murder (no details)
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Supervillain watched Detective go over the evidence on their desk. They leaned over their shoulder, draping their arms around their neck.
"You know I did it, darling. Why don't you go ahead and call it a night?" they purred in their ear.
Detective let out a deep sigh. "I deplore you."
Supervillain chuckled. It was low, smooth - a perfect parallel to their methods. "Aw, how cute," they crooned. They took the detective's chin between their thumb and forefinger and forced them to turn their head. "Now, say it to my face this time."
The detective scoffed, twisting out of their grip as they grumbled something under their breath.
"Ooo, detest?" Supervillain repeated. "That's new. Creative today, aren't we? Perhaps it's the lack of sleep."
Detective huffed and glared at them out of the corner of their eye. "Would you just leave me alone, already?"
"Oh, but why would I do that?" The criminal circled around to the front of the desk. "Your investigation concerns me, does it not?"
Supervillain leaned in, casting a shadow over the detective's work. "Come now," they whispered, voice sultry and sweet. "Is it that hard to love a killer?"
Detective pulled the papers from beneath the villain's shadow. The picture at the very top of the pile smirked up at them in an all too familiar way. They shuffled it to the bottom to look at the other images.
Supervillain was practically sitting on the desk by now. "Hm." Their eyes traced the detective's features, patiently searching. When they didn't find what they were looking for, they frowned and hummed thoughtfully.
"...I'd die for you, you know."
Detective didn't even bat an eye at the declaration. "Go ahead," they said dismissively. "You have my permission."
Supervillain didn't seem to register the answer at first. When they did, they threw their head back and laughed - truly laughed - for the first time in ages.
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Bonus:
Supervillain sighed and threw themself upon a conveniently placed daybed under the small window in Detective's office. "Are you always this cold to your guests?"
Detective flipped a page in the file they were going through. For a long moment it didn't seem like they were going to respond.
"...Perhaps," they said evenly.
Supervillain, who had sat up eagerly when they finally got something out of the detective, flopped back down onto the couch. "Your poor, unfortunate soulmate," they bemoaned. "Who could love such a creature as you?"
As per usual, their effort to get a rise out of their favorite investigator was useless. Supervillain sighed again and threw an arm over their eyes to block out the light. It seemed they weren't getting any entertainment today.
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