#hero

[save-the-villainous-cat]

Could you write a tall dom hero x a short villain thing? I love that kind of thing lol, if not its fine though.🔥

“You’re not hurt, are you?” the hero whispered. They pressed the villain gently against the wall, as if they still tried to trap them. The villain swallowed. Suddenly, their tongue was really heavy.

“…no.”

“Are you sure?” the hero asked. They looked around as they lowered their voice and leaned closer against their nemesis. “No injuries?”

“I’m okay,” the villain said. They tried desperately not to look too intimidated.

Being saved by a hero was humiliating enough already but being saved by their nemesis? The villain couldn’t even look at that muscular and tall body that was pressing them against the brick wall as softly as possible. They couldn’t even think about that heroic nemesis that had come to save them from a deal gone terribly wrong.

The villain’s face was burning. The hero had been haunting them for months now. They weren’t save, not even in their dreams.

The hero was like a ghost that followed them around and put some dangerous thoughts into their head. Ridiculous.

“I had everything under control, by the way,” the villain clarified.

“Oh, yeah I saw that. Really looked like you were on top of your game with all those people shooting at you,” the hero mused. They cocked their head.

Curse them. They knew exactly how attractive they were.

“Yes. I don’t need you to save me.”

“Why not? This is fun.”

“Oh, please, you—” Suddenly, the hero leaned down and the villain felt their chest press against theirs.

“Keep your voice down, darling. There’s still a bunch of bad guys walking around here,” they whispered against the villain’s ear.

Hell, their lips even brushed against the villain’s ear, leaving their nervous system a little too excited.

“Maybe I should use this opportunity to search for any weapons on you, hm?” The hero traced the villain’s jawline with their index finger and a grin on their face. “Who knows what you’re hiding in your pants?”

It was cruelty. It was demonic.

The villain was clearly embarrassed and yet, the hero continued with the teasing. It didn’t seem very heroic to the villain, not at all.

“I suppose I should thank you for saving me,” the villain mumbled. Although they were unharmed, they had been scared for their life back then. They supposed thanking the hero wasn’t unreasonable.

They could feel their heart punching against their ribcage.

“Oh?” The hero looked them up and down.

“Yeah. Thank you.” The villain took in a deep breath, trying to steady their voice. “It’s quite sweet of you.”

“Gosh, you’re adorable.” The hero chuckled softly. “To be honest, I was really looking forward to seeing you today. I was getting quite nervous when I couldn’t find you.”

“W-what?”

“Oh, don’t look so surprised. I’m not exactly hiding that I have a crush on you, am I?” Again, the hero tilted their head and the villain could feel their ears burn. Those dimples. That smirk. Those eyes.

“Oh…ehm—”

“Don’t worry. I’ll woo you the proper way. You deserve more than dirty play against a wall.” Their hand found the villain’s hip as they leaned forward again to continue their whispers. “Now, let’s get out of here. You look like you need some water.”

They weren’t wrong about that.

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The property of may day 31: Bond

I wish i managed to participate with more continuity to this project, at least i got to "finish" it by doing the final day, even if with something more simple and rushed that i'd hoped for.

Still, i want to thank @modmad for creating "The property of hate", and @the-property-of-may for creating the challenge, giving me inspiration and and an excuse to draw something i really enjoyed, and possibly the best piece of art i made in a loooooong while.

Thanks to everyone who enjoyed my art, your appreciation is motivating, i hope y'all will stick around to see more of my art, i want to try to not go silent for months this time, so staty tuned!

[inbarfink]

You are now a Hero in a work of fiction!

[vertigoartgore]

2009's Iron Man & the Armor Wars Vol.1 #1 cover by Skottie Young.

[tai-janai]

god i love writing for conty

more noncanon little voices thoughts

[starry-night-author]

AND WE'RE BACK!!! Day 1 I want to tryyyy to do them all again but we'll see what happens. :3

June of Doom Day #1

"Help me." | Failed Escape | On the Run |

June Of Doom Prompt List @juneofdoom

"Help me." Hero choked out, lifting their head. There was blood in their mouth, they couldn't feel their fingers. "Superhero- Superhero help, they're after m-me-"

"Hero?" Superhero blinked, bending toward the injured Hero in a flash. "What-"

"It's Supervillain, I only just got away but they're trying t-to kill me-"

"Shhh-shh, hold on Hero, I'm right here." Superhero gently lifted their chin, smiling faintly. They glanced up at the darkness behind Hero for a split second. "Just- just hold on a moment."

Hero reached up, clawing at their arm, trying to grasp tightly to any hope they had. "S-Super-hero-"

"Wait, Hero, hold on." Superhero glanced up again and grinned. "I've got them right here, Supervillain."

Hero's eyes widened as there came a dark laugh from behind them. "Fell right into your arms, didn't they?"

Seconds later there was a hand wrapped around their ankle, and Hero was yanked screaming into the darkness. They reached out for anything that could save them, fingers scratching at the walls, the ground, but it was no use.

The last thing they saw was Superhero straightening up, smirking, giving Hero a smug little wave.

[kingdomblade]

Commission for Altairey - Uh-oh - seems like the villain Phantom has gotten the upper hand on the hero Pace! Can our hero turn things around??

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[k-i-l-l-e-r-b-e-e-6-9]

[thankstothe]

[ramen-writes]

Mentor: I made you into a hero

Hero: No! You made me into a weapon! You made me into a martyr! You made me into a sacrifice!

[save-the-villainous-cat]

Hello! Could you possibly write a villain that saves hero from a very unfortunate situation. Maybe hero isn't very accepting at first, whether villain forces it or they end up accepting is up to u. Lmao I need some hurt comfort 😭 ty <3 if not it's okie

tw: mention of suicide

"You're a fool if you think I'll let you do this," the villain said. They took the vial from the now totally trembling hero and grabbed their enemy's jaw. "What on earth makes you this is our only solution?"

"'They said...they would let them go if my body..."

"Since when do you listen to anything a criminal has to say?" they asked. The villain could tell the hero was burning out like a candle with no wax left. They could tell the hero was getting fed up with their job and the responsibilities but they would have never thought it to be possible that the hero was willing to sacrifice themselves in such a meaningless and undignified way.

"It's the only way to save those people. The agency agreed, so..." The hero swallowed and the villain could see the tears gather in their eyes. "...so the medics gave me this. It's supposed to be quick and painless."

"Yeah, fuck that." The villain let the small vial fall to the ground and crushed it under their boot. To their surprise, the hero didn't seem to care at all but the villain supposed they had other ways of getting more of it anyway. "The terms of surrender include you presenting yourself on a silver plate. You have to use that to your advantage."

"It's not very advantageous to be dead," the hero said. "They have fifty people. Fifty. Fifty in exchange for one. If you ask me, that's a good deal."

"Not when that person is you," the villain said. They sat down on the couch in the hero's office. The hero wouldn't have called them if they had been sure and confident in this solution. Instead the almost hysterical call had made the villain's blood boil. "Come on. Help me out here. They want your dead body on their porch so they will let go of all these hostages? What a pathetic demand. Play with that. Use that."

"I don't know how," the hero said and when the villain stared at the desperation behind their eyes, the villain realised that this maybe wasn't the time for a challenge but rather for encouragement. They weren't good at the latter but they supposed they'd give it all for their enemy.

"You have to make them think you are playing their game. Deliver something to them to lure them out of their cave. Maybe it's a fake? Maybe it's actually your body your medics can make look dead? And then once they believe they have won, you sink your teeth into them," the villain said. "But giving up just like that?"

They shook their head, clicking with their tongue.

"Believe me, it's better this way," the hero said. "I am a burden to the agency, they will gladly get rid of me."

"You are challenging the agency because I challenge you. There is nothing wrong with trying to improve. Even a seemingly perfect institution has its flaws."

The hero didn't answer, they just stared at the liquid on the floor and the shards. The villain closed their eyes, thinking.

If the hero was so determined to save these people and willing to give their own life for them, they needed to realise that their death would provoke more sacrifices. On average, the hero saved 10 to 20 people a week. Statistically speaking, if no one took over their job, it wouldn't matter at all if the hero saved these people. Quite the contrary. Without the hero, there would be a fair amount of bodies.

But the villain didn't want to say that. It made the hero sound like a machine, like a thing that needed to operate in order to establish peace in the city. The hero wasn't replacable like that.

And above all, that wasn't what the hero wanted either.

"Come here," the villain said and the hero did walk over to them. These days they were cautious of every step they took. The villain was reminded of a time before that. When both of them were younger, both of them ambitious and eager to fight for their beliefs. The hero used to be so full of joy, a fire within them that was contagious to the villain. They were reminded of a hero that was never ready to give up.

"Sit down." The hero did. Right next to them. The villain leaned back, one arm on the backrest while they lounged. Admittedly, they had thought often about the hero and this couch. But they would never say that aloud. "When I met you, I thought you were going to be an easy target. I thought you were one of those jobs were I would barely have to lift a finger. But you were everything but. Your resistance is astonishing."

"I am not that person anymore."

"You are," the villain said. "That's why you called me in the first place. Usually your defiance turns into raw action every enemy should fear. But today, that defiance was a simple phone call. You said you wanted to say goodbye but I don't believe you. You were asking me for help. Deep within, you were afraid of the idea of giving yourself up like that. Somewhere deep within, you yearned for defiance, even if someone had to help you a little."

The hero didn't say anything at first. Now more than ever, they seemed to listen to a criminal. The villain knew that putting any more pressure on the hero might cause them to crack. They still had to be careful.

And it didn't even matter if the villain was right. They just had to make the hero believe that they were.

Usually, the villain used manipulation to get closer to their goals but they supposed for once in their life, they could use manipulation for the better. For the hero.

"If you want to give up, that's fine. Get another vial. Make it all stop. But I know that is not who you truly are. You wouldn't have swallowed that poison even if I hadn't come. You just wanted an excuse," they said. "I truly believe you would drag yourself through hell just out of spite. It's in your nature to defy. It's in your nature to protest. To use nails and teeth if you have to."

They took the hero's hand and squeezed.

"Giving up has never been an option for you. You will never allow yourself to quit." They let their thumb run over the hero's skin. "But you didn't need me to tell you all this, did you?"

"I did need you to tell me this," the hero said. They looked exhausted. But definitely more determined. "I don't know if you're right. I don't know if I would have taken the poison."

"I do," the villain lied. "You are stronger than you realize."

Now, the hero smiled softly.

"You really think that?"

"I do," the villain said and this time, they weren't lying. They leaned over and took the hero's chin anew. They turned the hero's head until they were eye to eye. "Thank you for calling me."

The hero's eyes dropped to the villain's lips but the villain knew this wasn't the right time.

They let go of the hero, their heart beating hard in their chest as the adrenaline rushed through their veins.

"Let's save some civilians, hm?"

[catchymemes]

[cherifaouachani]

The real heroes.

Free palestine

[tai-janai]

so many thoughts. needing flirty conty

thoughts regarding little voices that are Not Canon

[sweetiebriar]

[snippit-crickit]

this aint much but

I started reading The Property of Hate (2012-) webcomic and im liking it so far a lot so i animated 2 pages of it where the movement flowed so nicely in my head References below!!!

This webcomic strikes a nostalgia chord in me for some reason, its good of course, but i feel like i read it as a teen even that hasnt occured xd do you call this gaslight nostalgia anyways i feel really comfy reading it and imagining amv's of it to tally hall songs