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I wanna cry rn
#sam's talky talks#I was angry and then felt so damn sad thinking of my ex. Just...Idk. The way we broke up still clouds my thoughts#I feel like she should've just straight up told me she didn't like me in such a way anymore. Instead of saying we were going on–#–a break. It'd hurt but I wouldn't be as pissed at her as I am#But it's probably my fault. Being pushy. Really hoping it'd work out when I knew she wanted nothing to do with me in that way#It's my fault I probably made her lose interest in me#Shit. I'm mad I didn't trust her in those few weeks before things went downhill#But I was so damn jealous. I was angry. I lost so much trust in her. I still...can't seem to find myself trusting her#And God I hate myself for it#I really. Really do
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text could never portray the scream i wish i could let out
#fuck#everything#fuck this#fuck me i guess#fuck this place#fuck this life#blow it up in fucking flames#actually bpd#actual bpd#bpd feels#bpd vent#bpd#bpd problems#bpd awareness#chronically ill#chronic illness#childhood trauma#chronically disabled#chronic pain#add all the trauma tags bc the trauma never fucking stoppsss!!!#trauma#killing myself#i hate everything about eveything and there is NOTHING I CAN FUCKING DO ABOUT IT#i suddenly understand those people kill everyone and then themselves#pleasseeee god if you can hear me now#it would be a really good fucking time not to laugh
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i think more people need to realize that the circumstances of how jason todd died would make him deeply untrusting of not only other people, not only himself and his own instincts, but specifically other people's proclamations of what they feel about/for him and how he reacts to that in turn
#personal#jason todd#like personally if a major formative moment in my life was trusting someone when they said they cared about me#and taking them at their word on an important topic#only for them to be flat out lying and then say that it's MY fault for trusting them in the first place#which then leads into a series of events that are both physically and mentally incredibly traumatic#i'm not trusting anyone who says anything about how they feel about me ever again#and i'm not trusting my own reactions or my own instincts in response to people either#(also god i forgot what a victim blaming BITCH sheila haywood was i hate dc retconning aditf to try and make it jason's fault)#anyway i'm done batman posting for the day or i'm gonna start pissing myself off
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Hey guys I think The Last Unicorn is such a Scott book
#Hate Jimmy's anatomy here. whatever. throws it at you guys anyway before I stress myself into offing myself#quote is from The Last Unicorn ofc!! I drew unicorn scott and then me and my friend went insane about the book + Scott's character#flower husbands#scott smajor fanart#trafficshipping#trafficblr#need to reread that book desperately#so many moments and quotes I remember from it are SO Scott guys. I swear to god#it being a book all about this unicorn who is turned into a human and thus starts experiencing emotion. and flaw and love and and#and the unicorn is stressing but realizes that even if she were turned back into a unicorn. She has already felt. She no longer belongs#And I view Scott's character as tending to deny himself those kinds of feelings as if they were a weakness. As if they'd get in the way#He allowed himself to love and be loved in LL and then never again. Turned around and ostracized Pearl. Sorry going insane#and then ofc this quote made me think of Jimmy. I cannot get into my reasoning here though I will either die or get killed#tubby art
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guy who's been everywhere and knows everyone
#sonic the hedgehog#sonic#sth#god i needed to draw something different im stuck and i hate everything i draw#i dont have the the theee energy or whatever i cant get myself to work on my art and it sucks#and idk what to do about it#ughhh#im just making ugly doodles that i hate and i feel even worse please sonic help meee save meeee#art#fanart#digital art
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WHAT’S WRONG WITH CEO PARK?
p — PARK SUNGHOON x gn! reader. g — ceo! sunghoon and secretary! reader, humor, romance. w — swearing, sunghoon being a weirdo, a misplaced marriage proposal. 1.3k words.
requested by — anon: menace to everyone but you x the opposite of that.
note — i hate the cold angsty male ceo trope. so instead i turned ceo hoon into a weirdo that's a little bit too in love and doesn’t understand the concept of workplace boundaries which stresses you the fuck out!!
when you got promoted from being assistant secretary thanks to your ceo’s former secretary resigning, your co-workers did not throw you a celebration.
“you called for me, mr. park?”
instead, they threw you an advanced farewell party. it was nice working with you, said the cake dusted with stray confetti on the day of your promotion. they’re celebrating your inevitable resignation. they’re sure you’re going to follow suit after you predecessor within three months max because according to them—
“yes.”
your boss, park sunghoon, is the nastiest fucker in the planet.
“take a seat.”
you gulp, making cautious steps into your ceo’s office. he’s signing a stack of documents while you take your sweet time delaying having to sit in front of his paper-stacked desk, setting them aside the moment you sit down, sharp eyes immediately zeroing into your soul, and you start sweating.
there’s a bet on the line on when you’d eventually quit. today marks your fourth month here, and you’re pretty sure heeseung is going to win because you are in fact this close to sliding your pre-written resignation letter over his desk, adding onto his pile.
not because he’s terrible, like they all say. not because he’s temperamental.
“sunoo told me you were sick,” sunghoon starts. “why did you come to work today?”
but because you fear your boss might be a little bit in love with you.
“is...is that the only reason you asked for me?” you hesitantly say, picking on your cuticles and trying to avoid eye contact because the concern drowning your boss’s expression is just enough to drown you as well.
“you don’t look well,” he avoids your question. of course you don’t look well. you’re very, very uncomfortable right now and the main cause of that discomfort is him. “you should go home. i’ll tell jay to drive you.”
you’re pretty sure jay isn’t going to be happy with that.
“mr. park—”
“i thought i asked you to call me sunghoon.”
your mouth is left hanging open. you’re flabbergasted. you take a second to recollect your thoughts. “...mr. park. sir,” you emphasize. you should at least be the one reminding him of your hierarchical roles at the moment. sunghoon looks upset that you’re not abiding by his request, but says nothing in protest so you continue. “i ran out of sick leaves. and there’s still so much work to do, i can’t just go home.”
“you ran out? well i’ll just give you more.” sir, that’s not how it works. “and jungwon can take care of your work. you should go home and rest.”
jungwon wouldn’t be too happy with that either. you feel your stress levels rising, headache incoming, because he’s just not listening to you. this crazy bastard, you think to yourself.
but maybe you were thinking a little too loudly.
“can you say that again?”
you slap a hand over your mouth with a gasp.
“say it again.”
you’re fucked. you just called your boss a bastard right to his face. “i’m—i’m so sorry, mr. park, i didn’t mean to—” but maybe that’s a good thing because that means you wouldn’t need to debate about resigning if he’s gonna fire you. “i apologize. i’ll accept any punishment you’ll give me.”
“no, say it again,” he hums, sounding a little too happy after being called crazy and a bastard, and you get a bad feeling. a really bad feeling. “i felt like we just got closer because of that. swear at me again.”
there’s a smile playing on your boss’s face.
“i— i don’t think that’s appropriate, sir.”
jesus christ, he’s a bit more in love with you than you thought.
“why not?” when sunghoon gets up from behind his seat, circling out from behind his desk to lean back against it right in front of you instead, you start fearing for your life. he looks at you, arms crossed in disappointment, and he looks a little too good with rolled up sleeves and slim-fit slacks.
crap, were you just checking out your boss?
his crazy is rubbing off on you.
“you have no trouble with swearing at and laughing around with the others,” he says. “why can’t you do the same with me?”
he is not normal, you think. thankfully not out loud this time. “sir, you’re my boss. i’m just your secretary. there’s a big gap there. i can’t just treat you the same way as i do with my co-workers.”
your boss takes in your words. he remains quiet with a stoic face for a few moments, and with each passing second of silence, you feel half a year of your life being shaved off. “ah,” he finally makes a sound after a good minute and a half. “should i give you a promotion, then?”
oh my fucking god, he’s nuts.
“boss, there’s an urgent thing you need to—”
“did i permit you to enter my office?”
your eyes widen, slapped in the face by a whiplash when your fellow secretary jake suddenly pops into the office, only to be cut off by the sharp glare and icy tone of your boss. jake’s hand doesn’t leave the doorknob when he nearly stumbles in shock with a stack of papers pressed to his chest. you see the look on his face. it’s the face of someone who’s about to get royally fucked over.
“n—no, sir. but these documents are—”
“then why are you in my office?” holy shit. so this is what they meant when they said ceo park is a bitchy demon from hell. jake looks like he’s about to piss himself. you’ve never been on the brunt of his temper— likely because he’s biased and has feelings for you, which has always felt burdensome. but now you’re a little thankful because you’d probably cry if he snapped at you like that.
“i’m sorry, i’ll leave now. i apologize.”
with that, jake makes his hasty retreat, and you’re once more left alone with your crazy boss.
“where were we?” he says. “oh, right. your promotion.”
you’re starting to feel dizzy.
“i’ve never liked how seojoo handled things. you can take his spot as the sales department head.” you have to stop him. you have to stop him before he actually fires a competent employee and gives you their spot as a courtship gift. “wait. i think you’d prefer working in HR actually. it’s a shame ms. kim is going to lose her position, but i can just—”
“mr. park—”
“sunghoon,” he cuts you off. “call me sunghoon.”
you look at him, exasperated. “sir,” you say. “i don’t think this is right.”
sunghoon raises a brow. “you don’t like HR? which department would you prefer then?”
you can’t. you can’t do this anymore. you make the mistake of letting your eyes wander out of stress, because they inadvertently land on the shiny gold glint of his nameplate, which is a terribly bad move following after his question because sunghoon notices, and sunghoon gets the very, very wrong idea.
oh, no. oh, no no no no no—
“i see.”
he doesn’t! he doesn’t see! you aren’t coveting his seat! you just want to go back to work and stop dealing with your insane and far too in love with you boss!
“i’m afraid i can’t give away my position as ceo,” he tells you. you swallow, shutting your eyes because you don’t want to acknowledge the mess you’ve just accidentally made, but your lack of vision definitely doesn’t interfere with your sense of hearing.
what you hear next sounds clearer than you’d like it to be.
“how about the position of being the ceo’s fiancé instead?”
that’s it.
“i will be getting back to work now, mr. park.”
there is something very wrong with your boss. it’s not in your job description to fix him.
WHAT’S WRONG WITH CEO PARK? © hannie-dul-set, 2023.
#i spent 30 minutes of my study time writing this bcs i got the genius idea while in the shower. god i hate myself.#park sunghoon x reader#sunghoon x reader#enhypen x reader#enha x reader#park sunghoon fluff#sunghoon fluff#enhypen fluff#enhypen scenarios#enhypen x you#park sunghoon x you#sunghoon x you#enhypen fanfic
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#spiderman#deadpool#spideypool#comic#I did this for a class#an ENGLISH class#but we're learning about comics as literature and for the most recent paper we had an option to make a comic#and the main theme we're studying this semester is power so i made this#anyway I forgot how goddamn hard these two are to draw#I hate how complicated their costumes are like its so unnecessary#but I also think this is the most accurately I've drawn them#and they looked consistent through this whole thing#so I'm really proud of myself#and yes this is gay but i'm imagining that in this scene they don't realize they have feelings for each other yet hee hee#some of these were fuckin hard angles too what was i doing to myself!!! this was hard af!!! wtf!!!#and to be honest i drew all of this yesterday and today!!! that was so much drawing!!! og my god!!!#but it was fun he he#except i will always hate the webs on spideys costume. hell world#they have to look such a specific way and it is not easy#enough rambling. enjoy#also sorry im reuploading this because i had accidentally colored in one of spideys speech bubbles as yellow
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"Mistakes on mistakes until" (my speed of reading is that one day where every planet stands in one line)
2 chapter in nutshell
3 chapter in nutshell
#I keep falling out of world pffht also my hand hates me but I love it so my max is dead ugly doodles#BUT#3 CHApTER#I WOULD HAVE LOVED TO ANIMATE THE MOMENT WHERE JAZZ TOOK OVER#HE WAS SO BADASS AND PROWL JUST :“...Yeah I wouldn't be able to do so myself.... wow..” *and agrees with dying dude about his skill*#HEHEHFGEHGEHGWEW and the bickering starts#Prowl. Do you know what is the lie.#GAH#momu#transformers#jazz#prowl#jazzprowl#Also DAMN GOD YOU ALL WROTE ABOUT TWO VOLUMES OF FICS FOR JAZZ PILOT HUH WOW WHAT A CRAZY FANDOM#cockroachdoodles#Augh I need quiet rest
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this would’ve been Alicent when she was 14. (same age she was married off to Viserys.)
don’t mind me im just crying and screaming and throwing up!!!
#this is emily when shes about 14#im so sick#alicent hightower#young alicent hightower#young alicent#emily carey#young emily carey#hotd#house of the dragon#hotd alicent#show alicent#all my homies hate viserys#i actually need to fucking stone him to death im so serious#him and otto by the gods you better pray i somehow never get my hands on you#‘they dont exist’ i will force myself into the screen to physically beat them to death actually#viserys targaryen
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Can we get more of the murder drone x rain world au?
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#ive been working on artfight refs and also so i can have the plot in a comprehensible fashion#as much as i love bulletpoints theyre too scattered to work#yeah the yellow lizard is just from the original sketch i really didnt feel like changing anything#and just used it for the ref#its so fanficy and cringe and whatever but we all know what a very unwise woman once said#jcj has a design but no name nor ref. do you even know how little cool words begin with j#and then theres a c inbetween. what the hell am i supposed to do with that#probably misinterpreted some rain world lore for this but i dont care its headcanon now bite me#art#murder drones#rain world#i should probably give this like a special tag if im gonna keep posting about it#will i? no#god i hate character design so much#doll and tessa also have design sketches but you'll have to find me in the right places for those until im satisfied enough to make a ref#oh my god i forgot the lower back spike things on n im gonna do nothing about it except get mad at myself
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oh wyll
(quote from not another d&d podcast)
#wyll ravengard#bg3#bg3 wyll#baldurs gate 3#god i spent so much time on this. i tried some new things and i’m really proud of myself!#the character this is said to in naddpod is 15 and thinking about wyll at 17 selling his actual soul to save his city is just. aaaa#i think i could fix him on god my love we are gonna solve your savior and martyr complex#hearth art#also to be clear in this house we hate mizora#was cursing her name the whole time i was drawing her
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usopp
#modposts#op#one piece#fanart#god usopp#sniper king usopp#yeah i didnt draw his nose i hate drawing it and ive decided recently that im boycotting it#this means my anime usopp drawings will end up looking a lot more like la usopp and thats fine im okay with that#im ultimately extremely okay with distancing myself from manga/anime usopp unintentionally. it wasnt my intention but its a nice benefit yk#ms-all-sundays art
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about to go to bed, but this post got me thinking… cregan x reader w strange interests.,… walk with me here
people have always been a bit… unaccepting, when it comes to you and the things you like. they’ll enjoy your personality well enough, laugh with you at feasts, treat you courteously at gatherings, but decide they don’t enjoy your company the moment you show a different part of yourself.
one that takes a special interest in poisonous plants, knows how to prepare a body after death, collects bones and feathers, charts astrology… and your pets are usually quite successful in labeling you as completely mad.
you understand to some extent. different is strange, and people reject the things they don’t understand. such is the games of highborns (a rather cruel dance, really.) but you found you couldn’t find it within yourself to try and change. after all, comparison is the thief of joy, as your beloved old maester would say.
you were alright with solidarity, if being alone meant being yourself — but the old gods have always been said to have a sense of humor.
it seems cregan stark is not so off put by such oddities. quite the opposite, in fact.
your pet spider doesn’t repulse him, like it does the others. while he would’ve been most content to allow you the sole responsibility of spider-handling, it didn’t take much convincing on your part. only a simple statement of reassurance, a small smile, a warmth of your cheeks at his interest, and cregan finds himself sat on the bed as you retrieve your eight-legged friend.
whatever doubts he harbors instantly vanish as you sit across from him, un-cupping your hands to reveal a much bigger spider than he previously thought. tarantula, he’s heard the maesters say (with horror.)
while one holds the maesters’ worst nightmare, your other hand reaches for his. he takes note of your warmth, the softness of your hands in comparison to his own. people usually don’t touch him without permission, and, perhaps strangely, he wishes you to never hesitate when doing so.
he uncurls his palm for you, and before you transfer the creature, you softly ask for him to “please don’t scare him.” — and cregan’s heart skips a beat, because he knows at that very moment, he would heed your every request. anything you ask of him, it is yours.
perhaps this revelation would produce a greater affect on lord stark if he wasn’t so encapsulated with staying still while your creature begins to crawl from your palm to his own.
its great work to not tense himself or pull away when it happens, but you watch him so intensely, waiting to pull your creature to safety at any indicator. so he stills. you ground him, even if unaware.
once your creature is fully in his palm, it seems comfortable. sitting itself, abdomen flush to cregan’s palm to encompass the warmth he offers. you sit like that in silence for a moment, cregan observing it’s markings, and you waiting for the warden of the north’s assessment of you and your creature.
after some time, cregan speaks, tone different from the usual one of lord stark.
“Does he have a name?”
you can’t help but smile at his words, and he can’t help the way your expression makes one of his own tug at his lips. “Bones.”
“Bones?” he repeats, face relaxing in his surprise. his words don’t contain any malice, only a question in its tone.
you nod tentatively, as if awaiting judgement. “When found in the kitchens, a cook tried killing him with a chicken bone.”
his gaze momentarily flickers to the spider as he nods his head, a sort of understanding passing between the wolf and the arachnid. something else is there, too. a fondness for you unfurling in his chest — how you can find beauty in such things; things deemed unwanted by most people.
cregan’s gaze finds you again, and you look at the spider in his hands with such reverence it makes his lips part in silent adoration.
you’ve captured him, he thinks. he’s damned.
#imagine i actually shut the hell up#wouldnt that be great#jesus dipper nobody cares about tarantulas#‘cregan does’ a voice whispers#that voice gets stoned as the rest of them are all violently homophobic#WHY AM I STILL TALKING IN THE TAGS#OH MY GOD YOU LOSE THE QUIET GAME EVERY TIME YOU FAG#I LITERALLY HATE MYSELF#DIE AND BE QUIET#the way i acknowledge only death can silence me#only the grim reaper#only grimmy boy#OKAY IM ACTUALLY STOPPING#cregan stark x reader#cregan stark#house of the dragon#spider girl !#spidergirl!reader
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Ai art?
Are you fucking joking?
Sorry, no, it is not and I find it so disrespectful you would even think to ask that. I have not and will NEVER touch anything AI related ever in my life, I think it's so utterly pointless and destructive and it frankly makes me wanna kill myself.
So no, it is not and never will be, and you can safely hold that to me for the rest of my existence. I really hope this is the last time someone asks me this.
#I really really hate to have to be that way' but my god#crazy how spending all this time teaching myself how to draw for literally decades-#and now people might just look at my stuff and shrug and go “well' that's cool' but a computer probably made that so I don't care”#not to bring it up again or whatever' but I have legitimately not been this depressed in ages since ai became mainstream#I hope it completely gets wiped off the face of the earth#I frankly do not care what it could/might be useful for#it's so exploitative and toxic and it completely ruins the fun of being a creative in every single way possible#good grief.#sorry lmao#but yeah' fuck no' and please just go through my stuff or my art tag and have a look yourself next time first before asking#that would be lovely
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could you write something with the hero and villain fake dating? (you totallt dont have to if you dont want to or something I just wanted to ask cus I loveee the trope!)
"Kiss me," the villain said.
"No fucking way." A horrible blush started to spread over the hero's neck. The worst thing about this was that this had been their idea in the first place.
They were ashamed to admit it but when they had arrested the villain a few months ago, they had suggested to the judge a different kind of punishment. At the time, there wasn't much evidence of the villain's criminal activities, so the hero had thought it to be more practical if the villain had to work together with other heroes. As a kind of community service.
After all, the villain was smart when it came to these schemes.
However, for whatever reason, they had been paired together. The hero didn't quite know what to do with themselves now. Ever since the mission had started, their brain wasn't functioning at all. It was quite self-explanatory. The villain was incredibly attractive and they were joking around, seizing every opportunity to flirt with the hero.
The hero suspected it to be some scheme to throw them off their game. But they couldn't be sure.
"These guys over there have been eyeing us the entire evening. If you ask me, they're not buying our little act." The villain let their fingertips ghost over the hero's knuckles and the hero's heart started to throb. The hero didn't turn around to look at the suspicious people the villain had been talking about. Their mind was somewhere else entirely.
On this after show party, they were supposed to observe highly influential people for suspicious activity. An election was coming up and although the hero loathed politics, it was obviously the right thing to do. They weren't supposed to be the ones being observed.
Usually, the hero wasn't very fond of undercover work. They were a horrible liar and improvisation wasn't their strong suit either. For the last few days, the villain had saved them more than once from embarrassing slip-ups. It was quite pathetic.
"And you have been flirted with already," the villain said. Somehow, their voice sounded bitter.
"They were just being nice," the hero said. They shifted on their chair. If someone was indeed observing them, maybe kissing the villain was the right thing to do. God, the hero didn't have much experience and they feared they would make a fool out of themsleves once again.
The villain probably had a new lover every week or so.
"They wanted to buy you a drink."
"Ehh," the hero said. "It doesn't really matter, does it?"
"It's compromising the mission."
"Is that person who wanted to buy me a drink one of those guys who have been 'eyeing' us the entire evening?" the hero asked. They leaned over and took the villain's hand. Whenever they looked into the villain's eyes, their stupid heart skipped a beat but they tried to come closer, to appear more in love.
It was quite strange for them to display physical intimacy in public. They had never really considered themselves to be fit for relationships - work got in the way every single time but the villain brought enough casualness into the (fake) relationship to somewhat ease the hero's nerves.
The villain didn't answer their question, though.
"All I am trying to say is: when someone wants to buy you a drink, we don't look like a couple," the villain said. Their eyes dropped to the hero's lips and the hero leaned over, holding onto the villain's hand.
"Well, you could have come with me to the bar," the hero said. They shrugged and took a sip of their drink with a shaky hand the villain observed a little too long.
"I will keep that in mind." The villain followed the little veins on the hero's wrist of the hand that was holding onto them. The hero was so nervous they weren't sure if they had to cry or laugh.
"Okay, be honest. Is someone watching?" the hero asked. They managed to scoot over towards the villain.
The villain's eyes were still on the hero, observed every little move. To say the villain could be relentless was an understatement.
"They have the audacity to check you out." The villain's voice was low, even though their mouth formed a sweet smile. The hero hadn’t even realised how tight their grip was around the villain's hands. "Probably some disgusting perv. I can’t blame them, though. You look incredible."
The villain leaned in, touched the hero's forearm gently and immediately, the hero’s heart sped up.
"You have to be very careful or I will actually fall in-"
And then, the hero kissed them.
For whatever reason, they kissed them. They put their flat hand on the villain's neck and pulled them close until their lips met. Later, the hero would blame their own nervousness but truthfully, they didn't know exactly why they did it.
The hero considered themselves inexperienced - rightfully so - and heard their own heartbeat in their ears as the villain smiled against their lips. The hero felt clumsy and stupid; they didn't know exactly what they were doing. So, it was even more embarrassing when the villain put a hand on their thigh, squeezed softly and responded with slow kisses, forcing the hero to adapt.
Although the hero was painfully aware of their own nervousness, they were also calming down slowly. The villain was guiding them through it perfectly and they hated themselves for being in need of it.
Eventually, the hero pulled away and found it to be quite hard to look into the villain's eyes.
"Impressive," the villain murmured. Their smirk wasn't leaving their face.
"Sorry, I- uh-"
"Don't apologise."
"Oh, yes, uh..." The villain leaned over once more until they could whisper into the hero's ear.
"You did so well, don't you know that?"
"Are - are they still watching us?"
"No, my love." The villain gave the hero a peck on their temple. "How do you feel?"
"Nervous," they admitted.
"You're not really a fan of being undercover, are you?" The villain took their hand and the hero squeezed it, trying somehow to stop their hands from shaking.
"It's my least favourite thing about this job," the hero said. They took in a deep breath and tried to gather their thoughts.
The villain could be so sweet - the reassurance and the gentleness were so foreign to the hero that it scared them. Most of the time, their job was focused on performance and results. There wasn't much space for emotions. They weren't used to someone praising them.
"Don't worry, you are amazing at this," the villain purred. "If it's too much for you, we can always leave."
"But the mission..."
"Well, if you want my honest opinion: I couldn't care less about it. I am just enjoying my time with you."
The hero had to chuckle.
"You are terrible."
"It's your call. I can take the blame if your boss gives you an earful."
"Really?"
"Really."
Once they were back in their hotel room, the hero dared to sleep in the bed with the villain next to them and awoke unsurprisingly in their arms in the morning.
#If i saw those two in public i would throw up#because I am sorry I do not know why but I hate seeing couples in public especially when they are eating off the other's face and look i#would not consider myself a bitter individual i am very happy in my relationship but oh my god I am always so annoyed by other couples HELP#it is actually so bad I hate seeing them#writing snippet#heroxvillain snippet#heroxvillain prompt#heroes and villains#hero#villain#heroxvillain#hero x villain#an answer for an ask#request
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this looked better in my head :<
bloody version under the cut
edit: guess who misspelled something.....
#one piece#one piece luffy#roronoa zoro#mokey d luffy#one piece zoro#zolu#luzo#ohhhh zoro's devotion oooohhhhh#yes it's a phrase from a twenty one pilots' song#but i hate tyler joseph#fuck you tyler joseph i hope you shit yourself#god that guy is insufferable#n e ways#zoro is so devoted it's actually kinda disgusting and worrying#I need to find myself a man who has Christian level of devotion towards me#maybe im the man who has christian levels of devotion#who knows!#i mispelled everything#i need to stop posting at 4 am and just sleep#twenty one pilots fans dni
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