#defiant leader x confident villain

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heyyyy, hope ur having a good dayyy. i was just curious about your favorite whump stories from OTHER creatorsss :)

Okay, this took me HOURS to find and link everything, so hope you like it! (HUGE shout out to all the wonderful whump writers out there like myself) There are so many good stories out there.

Here's are my absolute FAVORITE whump series (solo short stories are at the bottom)

The Bahkauv series by @deluxewhump (one of my top favorites)

Heroic Betrayal by @chaotic-orphan

Kane & Jim series by @whumpsday (vampire story)

Suppressing Fire by @whumperstorm (fanfiction of Kane & Jim series)

Bring by @serickswrites

Remember You by @robinrites (villain whumpee story)

Delirious Villain, Hero Caretaker by @chaotic-orphan

Into the Woods series by @knivestothroats

Blood & Tears series by @whumpisgoodwhumpislife (Another great vampire story involving a blind vampire-hybrid)

A Cure for Solitude by @jazztag

Lethal Weapon Whumpee by @serickswrites

The Rare Bookseller and the Vampire Auction series by @oliversrarebooks

Professional Victim series by @victimeyez (NSFW, read at your own risk)

The Crow and the Dove by @there-will-always-be-blood (has some NSFW chapters be warned -- not for minors)

An Apple a Day by @nami-writes

Defiant Leader Confident Villain by @chaotic-orphan

The Stranger by @chaotic-orphan

Happy by @a-whisper-in-the-forest

The Center by @whump-a-la-mode

Goldie the Vampire by @whump-only

Traitors Among Us by @dawnwriterimagines

Sidekick Whumpee x Hero Whumper by @whumpasaurus101

Fallen from Crestfallen Universe by @clickerflight

Blind Heroine by @hotchocolatewriting

Villain's Gift by @chaotic-orphan

Destroyer by @paingoes

Rehabilitation by @sowhumpshaped

Faerie Whump by @thoughtsonhurtandcomfort

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My favorite oneshot type stories/short stories that aren't part of a large series 👇

Civillian Discovers Her Husband is Supervillain by @the-modern-typewriter

Flustered Reporter vs Villain by @the-modern-typewriter

The Darkside by @sunnynwanda

Small things by @deluxewhump (injured nonhuman whumpee found and saved by a truck driver)

Ruin by @sunnynwanda (Supervillain vs rookie heroes)

Indulge me for a moment by @sunnynwanda (Hero and Civillian)

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Pet Whumpee by @mj-iza-writer

Coffee and Tips by @a-whisper-in-the-forest (Villain and Civillian)

Not realizing an injury by @chaotic-orphan (injured hero)

Dissociated Whumpee by @sowhumpshaped

Living Weapon Accidently Kills Caretaker's Friend by @jump-in-the-whump

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And finally, here's some lists from OTHER people who have listed their favorite whump stories & blogs

List by @defire

#2 List

List by @whumpwhittler

List of favorite blogs by @whump-blog

List by @whumpsday

Another Epic List

List by @paingoes

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Masterlists I like:

Random Hero x Villain masterlist I like by @creweemmaeec11

#2 Here

Another Hero & Villain masterlist by @maybeitsalivescribbles

Masterlist by @autocrats-in-love

Masterlist by @automeris-io-moth

Snippets and requests by @automeris-io-moth

Masterlist by @thepenultimateword

Hero and Villain oneshots list by @sunnynwanda

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HIII!!! YOUR ONE SHOTS ARE SO COOOOL!! LOVE THEM <3333 are you planning on writing series or books? IM SURE THEY COULD BE STUNNING!! Also I saw your recs and THEY ARE SOMETHING 100% MY TASTE, if you cam give me some recs? Preferably if the main characters are males? I don't mind either way tho!! Thank you very much. <3

AHHHH THANK YOU SO MUCH!!!!!!!!!!!! I really need to finish the few one shots I've started and post them because people are actually reading them ! which is crazy ! but makes me very very happy :)

I would definitely be interested in writing some series, once I think of some characters or a rough plot I might try it out, but in the meantime I would also love to continue any one shots I post if people are interested 👀

For my recommendations (which is why this took me a while to get back to apologies):

(also you might have already seen the first few bc I can't stop telling people to read them!!)

@whumblr The "Home is Where the Hurt" series is one of the BEST stories on this app and has the best whump, if you haven't read it yet GO READ, and also "Crossed Out", the main whumpees and whumpers are male in both those series; but I also can't go through a whump rec post without recommending their other series Bookish!

@chaotic-orphan another blog I can't recommend enough, i'm literally part of the #notifcationsquad I'm obsessed with Intoxicating Fear, Vendetta, Defiant Leader x confident villain, Partners in Crime, and everything else as well, Heroic Betrayal is also my ALL TIME fav and features my one of my fav female whumpee Morgan <3 all the stories are somehow both funny and heart wrenching at the same time and I feel like I'm watching a movie every time I read them

@there-will-always-be-blood I talk about The Crow and The Dove so much but I will forever kai and kyriel are so fascinating and the world building is so good in the story and the WHUMP. UGH truly unparalleled. you know it's good characters, world, plot, and writing when I-ME wants a character to have a break and not get tortured more (well okay I also still want him to get tortured more) only thing I will mention is the story does contain nsfw stuff and pretty dark whump but everything is tagged so avoid if it's not your thing but if you're okay with it (and over 18) then I highly recommend!!!!

@defire also has a TON of writing to read, stories, prompts and general whump musings that include some whump tropes that you don't see that often. Back to The Dregs is FANTASTIC angsty and whumpy and it also maybe kinda reminds me of one of the first whump stories I ever read when I was like 11 that was a newsies modern au fan fiction so I think I'm also partial to it

@holidayinhell literally every single piece of writing is so well written and give me whumperflies (do people still say that? I rarely see it anymore, am I old now im 20 I can't be) anyway Role Reversal is so good but THE CLIFFHANGER (nsfw)

@save-the-villainous-cat has such great stuff, really anything you're in the mood for there's a piece for it particularly I love the hero villain stuff

@jumpywhumpywriterlove's Vampire Captures Vampire Hunter to Use as Bloodbag series I def recommend if you like vampires, even if you don't I'd give it a shot, also Drugged Hero Whumpee used as Party Favor at Villain's Party is great. I have to admit I haven't read her whole blog but the few series I've read are amazing and she has SO MUCH WRITING (im not gonna make a Hamilton reference I've already made a newsies reference I've embarrassed my self enough)

and then here's a few other whump blogs that I enjoy and would recommend checking out!!

@whump-queen

@whump-in-the-closet

@shywhumpauthor

@kira-the-whump-enthusiast

okay for now I'll cut myself off but obviously there are so many more amazing whump blogs and stories out there!!! I hope this list can help you find something you like, thank you again for your kind words!

[chaotic-orphan]

Defiant Leader x Confident Villain (6)

Read part one here! //Continued from here

TW: VERY INTIMATE CREEPY WHUMPER WHO DOESN’T RESPECT BOUNDARIES, WHUMPER WHO DOESN’T UNDERSTAND NO, boundary pushing whumper, close proximity whumper, whumper making whumpee uncomfortable, borderline SA? Kind of? Idk how to tag it, just kind of borderline implied douchebag but i think it can be triggering for people so beware

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“Leader?” Villain asked, lunging forward and grabbing Leader’s face in their hands. “Hey, hey. Leader?”

There wasn’t anything except panic racing through their mind as Villain’s fingers trailed down to Leader’s neck, pressing in gently on his pulse. Only then did they relax, tension leaving their shoulders and calves as they pushed back on their heels and just stared at Leader.

“You scared me, you dick,” Villain muttered to nobody. Leader must have passed out from the pain. Doctor did warn them that that could happen when she was training them. Maybe it was a good thing Leader was passed out while his bones fused themselves together again.

Villain ran a hand through their hair, blowing a breath through their lips as they began to pack up their bag. They unclipped the used needle head and put it in the bag of disposables. Supervillain wouldn’t notice one more used anyways, the bag was half full.

No, their rational voice drawled, sarcasm thick. Supervillain wouldn’t notice something so minute at seeing Leader’s healed hand that he took the effort to break. He’ll never notice.

Villain ignored it as they stood, bag in hand. It would be fine. They’d burn that bridge when they came to it.

Villain cranked the metal door open and froze. Supervillain’s sharp eyes met theirs. Villain, the usually calm and cool, collected Villain froze like a child with their hand caught in the cookie jar. Their skulduggery was even childish, quickly hiding the bag behind their back as if Supervillain hadn’t just seen it in their hands.

“Villain,” Supervillain said with a winning smile. Supervillain held a hand up to the person he was talking to, muttering something Villain couldn’t hear before he started walking towards Villain. “So funny, I was just looking for you.”

“Oh, really?” Villain asked, their voice coming out higher than they would’ve liked so they cleared it and pitched it down. “Well, I was just doing my rounds, sir.”

“Were you? So vigilant. How about I inspect it? Like the old days?”

The lie died on their lips at Supervillain’s pointed look. The look that didn’t accept No for an answer. Villain swallowed and inclined their head.

“Of course, sir,” they said pushing the door to Leader’s room back open. Supervillain stepped in and told Villain to shut the door again. Villain didn’t hesitate, though their arms felt heavy as they cranked the door shut again until it sealed properly.

Villain turned to face Supervillain. Even he was dwarfed by the size of the room. It was a bunker from World War II, Supervillain told them when he first showed Villain around. It stored plane parts and guns, ammunition. It was a giant concrete void of space, that Supervillain had repurposed to be his interrogation room.

Villain was far less flashy. The more claustrophobic the better for his victims, though… Leader was able to find the flaw in that approach.

“Hmm,” Supervillain said, drawing Villain’s eyes to his face. “Would you look at that, Villain. Leader’s hand is miraculously healed.”

Villain stepped forward. It was better to admit their guilt now then draw it out and incur Supervillain’s wrath twice.

“I can explain.”

“Can you? I’d love to hear it.”

Villain swallowed and paused, searching for the words because what the fuck were they supposed to say? Villain was Supervillain’s second best interrogator, his best torturer and here they were floundering for words to defend healing Leader’s hand. Their enemy. Supervillain’s prisoner.

Supervillain tilted his head. “No? Do you want me to explain?”

“No, Supervillain… I— listen, I—”

“No, no, no, no,” Supervillain said, wagging a finger at Villain. Only gently scolding them. “I have an even better idea. How about we ask Leader what happened?”

Villain’s eyes shot to Leader, still slumped in his seat and back to Supervillain again. “He’s passed out.”

“I can rectify that,” Supervillain said sweetly. Villain shook their head, holding their hands up placatingly.

“Wait, wait, wait — Supervillain, please. I can—”

“Explain. Please,” Supervillain said, bending to pick up the hammer. His kind, pleasant smile still on his face as he swung the hammer between his fingers. “While I still have some semblance of patience.”

Villain gathered their composure, stuttering wouldn’t help them pacify Supervillain. Villain forced their body to relax before speaking. “You broke every bone in his hand,” Villain said. “The risk of infection was high and then you’d get nothing out of him.”

“And what do I want to get out of him?”

Villain shifted their stance. “He knows exactly who hired him from the commission. He knows who is gunning for you, personally. Shouldn’t we at least try to extract that information before we ki—”

Villain choked on the word. Desperate eyes realising their mistake flashed to Supervillain, searching for sympathy.

“And we can’t extract that information from someone with a broken hand, can we, Villain?” Supervillain asker, sarcasm coating every word. “You’re the expert after all. My expert.”

Supervillain walked around Leader’s chair towards Villain, hammer still in hand. Villain swallowed hard, forcing themselves to remain upright. Not to falter or show weakness. They had no reason to be afraid of Supervillain. Supervillain was their friend. Supervillain trusted them.

Now if they could just assure their heart of that fact maybe it would stop jack-rabbiting in their chest. Supervillain stopped in front of Villain, staring down at them. Villain couldn’t quite meet their gaze so instead they stared at his shoulder. Supervillain swung the hammer between their fingers, but Villain didn’t flinch. Then the metal head of the hammer was under their chin, forcing their head up to meet Supervillain’s icy eyes.

Every muscle in their thighs tensed and released, getting ready to run which was ridiculous because why would they run from Supervillain? If their body could just catch up to their brain that would help them a bunch in this moment.

“I want you to grab the medic bag and bring it back to the medbay,” Supervillain told them. The tension almost melted from their body at his words. See? There was nothing to worry about! Villain nodded, though it wasn’t very effective with the hammer under their chin.

“Of course, sir.” Villain said, moving to grab the bag. The hammer stopped them, this time lightly on their cheek, turning their attention back to Supervillain. Something else hid behind Supervillain’s eyes now, like glittering amusement.

“I’m not finished. When you return the bag, I want you to grab the other for me.”

Villain’s brows drew down over their eyes. “The other bag, sir?”

“Yes,” Supervillain said with a grin. His eyes seemed to glisten with malice, drawing Villain further and further into their crystal blue depths. “Your toolkit.”

Villain stiffened. Supervillain’s smile cut into his face.

“And bring it back here, hmm? I think you’re right, Vil. I think we need to get information from him. Leader seems like a tough nut to crack, but, well, I don’t have to tell you that. You probably know all the things that make him tick. Where to poke and prod, and slice.”

Villain’s hands started shaking at their sides, which they quickly balled, trying to hide the tremble from Supervillain. The reluctance. Fuck. Fuck!

Supervillain wanted Villain to torture Leader… that is not what he meant when he said interrogate him! Villain was just trying to come up with a way that would leave Leader still breathing.

Because you care for him, a nasty voice said in the back of Villain’s head. Even after everything, you still care for him, and Supervillain knows.

This is a test.

Villain nodded again. “I couldn’t agree more, sir. Leader would never turn on his team without incentive.”

Supervillain hummed his approval, dropping the hammer from Villain’s cheek. “My, my Villain. You’re going after the whole team now. I didn’t know you could be so vicious.”

Villain inclined their head, a coy smile on their lips that made themself sick. “Of course you did, sir. It’s one of the reasons you keep me around.”

“We’ll see, won’t we?” Supervillain’s smile was pleasant. His words held a very thinly veiled threat. We’ll see if you stay around after torturing Leader. “Don’t be long! I can’t wait to see this.”

Villain didn’t trust their voice so they nodded. It seemed satisfactory enough. Villain grabbed the bag and walked to the door, cranking it open and stepping out. They froze as the door closed behind them, for just a second. They had to do this. They had to do this. They had to torture Leader, or else they would both end up on Supervillain’s to-be-killed list.

Villain didn’t want to end up in a cell next to Leader. Not with how hard they worked to climb the ranks of Supervillain’s organisation. Not to mention some of the enemies Villain had made here who would just love to see them taken down a peg. Reduced to nothing, another prisoner for them to torture. No, Villain refused to put themself in that position. Not even Leader would get in their way of that.

They took their time bringing the bag back to the medbay, grateful that it was on the other side of the bunker, closer to the entrance. It made sense if anyone got injured in the field, but… it was also closer to Villain’s room. Or rather, their workshop, as Supervillain called it.

Villain’s footsteps seemed to echo down the halls, bouncing off the walls and back to their ears, as loud as gunshots. They shouldn’t have tried to help Leader in the first place! What kind of idiot were they? Healing a prisoner? One that Supervillain had personally seen to! They let their emotions get in the way once, they were not about to make the same mistake twice.

Villain opened the door to their workshop. It was a glorified shed of a room with all different torture devices hung perfectly on the wall. Everything was even from the hooks to the actual tools; sorted in groups that made sense to Villain, whips and blunt objects on one side, knives in a group of their own, and miscellaneous others, like tasers and pliers on the other.

Villain glared at the objects now, bending and grabbing his leather bag from under the metal table. Their mutinous brain was working against them, cataloging all the different things that would make Leader break. The knives were Villain’s favourite, but they doubted Leader would break under that kind of pain. It stung, but only for a little while. Still… It was Villain’s specialty and Supervillain would raise his brows if Villain came back without any.

Villain packed a few, and their nasty whip that left their victims screaming and sobbing in their restraints, begging for mercy.

Villain froze as a horrible thought crossed their mind. Leader would turn into one of their victims now. One of their actual victims. Villain was going to have to make Leader beg and plead and cry and scream— they screwed their eyes shut trying to scrub the image from their mind.

It would soon be undeniably in front of them as they caused the damage anyways. They just needed to retreat to that unemotional recess in their brain. Turn on survival mode, just do what they needed to do and hate themselves later for it.

It would be easy, they told themselves. Maybe if they told themselves that enough, they might actually start to believe it. Well… they could live in hope.

“Knock, knock,” Villain straightened, their back going rigid at the voice. “Hey Vil, I saw you sneak into your friend’s room earlier. Are you bringing them something to keep them entertained while they visit?”

Villain turned, not bothering to hide the look of revulsion that appeared on their face whenever they saw Rival. Rival was the definition of a piece of shit personified. He was tall, a creep that made Villain’s skin crawl, and handsome which automatically gave him a licence to be the world’s leading expert on how to not respect people’s boundaries. Rival thought everyone was in love with him, and could give a masterclass on: how to be a bastard while sucking up to your superiors.

“Yeah. Do you want to come? I can beat the shit out of you while they watch, that should keep them entertained.”

Rival smiled his horrible, handsome smile. He had to bend slightly to step through the door into Villain’s workshop. Villain glared at him as he walked over to the wall of knives and took one between his fingers.

“Oh, how I’d love to come and watch…” Rival said, shooting Villain a sideways glance. “You know how much I love to watch you work.”

Villain’s nose scrunched up in distaste. “You ratted me out to Supervillain.”

“Ratted you out? No. Never,” Rival said, turning his body to Villain’s and stepped closer. Rival pressed the flat of the blade under Villain’s chin, tilting their head up to look him in the eye. He had chocolate brown eyes that reminded Villain a little of Medic’s, but where Medic’s were cold and logical, Rival’s were a sickening kind of warm. “Supervillain just asked about your whereabouts and I told him the last place I saw you was in the medbay.”

Villain’s glare turned cutting. “Oh don’t look at me like that, Vil,” Rival said with a pout. “We’re on the same team here.”

Rival stepped impossibly closer, forcing Villain’s head up at an uncomfortable angle. “Why is it you can get along with everyone else but me, hmm?”

Villain’s arm twitched up but they stopped when they felt the blade knick their throat. Rival’s eyes got brighter as Villain felt a bead of blood surface.

“Maybe because not everyone here is a creep like you.”

Rival smirked down at Villain. “It’s just the two of us here, Vil,” Rival said with a honeyed voice, dragging the blade up, tracing the outline of Villain’s skull with the tip of the dagger. Rival’s hand replaced the blade at Villain’s throat, tightening when Villain tried to step away. “You like all the attention I give you. Admit it.”

Villain swallowed, feeling the weight of Rival’s hand like a collar as they did.

“Supervillain’s expecting me,” is all Villain replied, expression blank. The corner of Rival’s lips twitched up, but he let Villain go. Villain went back to packing their bag, as if Rival wasn’t there.

Villain was glad of the distraction, ignoring the slight tremble in their hands that usually followed an interaction with Rival. They walked over to the chemical cabinet. The drugs that drove Supervillain’s prisoners mad, that heightened all sensation and set nerves alight in agony.

Supervillain was more sadistic than Villain. He liked when people screamed and cried, and writhed in pain. Even when Villain told him it wasn’t necessary to get information. Especially traitors. He liked to sit in and watch them in their lowest moments, screaming and begging for help, for a mercy that Supervillain would never give.

Rival’s eyes never left Villain as they moved about, packing the last of the things they needed in their bag. They grabbed the handles of their bag in one hand, about to zip it up when Rival’s hand slid over Villain’s and stopped them.

“Take this one too, Vil,” Rival said, depositing the knife he used to knick Villain’s throat into the bag. Villain shivered as Rival brushed the small cut on their throat, ignoring his hungry gaze. “Trust me when I say it’s work is delightful.”

Villain didn’t say anything in return. They zipped up the bag and turned away from Rival, only focused on getting away from the monster beside them. Once they stepped out of the corridor of their workshop, Villain put their hand over their mouth and sucked in a startled breath, tears pricking the backs of their eyes. They wanted to be sick, but Supervillain…

Supervillain was… Supervillain was expecting them. They took the moment to gather themselves before straightening again and walking purposefully towards Leader’s cell.

Villain held their head high. They could compartmentalise that encounter until later. Right now they had to be Supervillain’s Villain. Supervillain’s protégé, his in house torture expert and interrogator. They had no time to be regular Villain.

Hell… Villain hadn’t seen that vulnerable side to themselves in a while. Maybe Leader did make them weak. Maybe they would have never reached their potential if they had stayed with Leader… and Medic and Rogue…

They steeled their heart once they turned down the hall of Leader’s cell. Reminiscing wouldn’t help them with what was to come. In fact, it would most likely hurt them and prevent them from doing what they had to do. What needed to be done. Their loyalty to Leader was dead and they had to prove it.

Villain wasn’t an idiot, this was a test. To see when it came down to it, who was Villain really? The pathetic nobody that Leader remembered or a valued member of Supervillain’s organisation?

Not only that, but which one served them better at this moment in time? This was the last thing that Villain wanted to do today, but whatever God that was watching them was a sadistic freak that liked to see Villain suffer. Maybe they deserved Rival’s attention, maybe it was their karma for what they were about to do.

Villain took a breath and opened the door then disappeared inside, the metal cranking closed behind them.

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Continued here

A.N — Sorry it’s short, and also a cliffhanger, it would have been too long if I continued it but next part soon!!! Thank you for reading :)

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Defiant Leader x Confident Villain: Part 4

Read Part one here

Continued from this part here

Honestly I have found so many good series parts in my drafts that just needs cleaning up with a light edit and boom, more content- it's great!

I am just ignoring my Christmas assignments and exams because who needs a degree, am I right? Enjoy!

TW: intimate whumper (ish), torture(light) and broken bones

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Leader woke up to a finger in their cheek. They batted it away lazily, in theory.

In reality, their arms felt too stiff to move, groaning for Second to give them just five more minutes. They’d had a long fucking day, and their body was exhausted, not even accounting for the mental exertion it took to balance Villain as an enemy and not a member of their team anymore after they took them and strung them up—

Leader’s eyes shot open, but they didn’t meet Villain’s smiling face. Instead, they were met with two owlish eyes the colour of the Dead Sea, as if Leader could see through them.

Leader knew those eyes. Knew them too fucking well.

Leader evened their expression as much as they could, while Supervillain’s lips broke into an amused smile.

“So, you’re Villain’s old mentor,” Supervillain hummed, going to poke Leader in the cheek again. They were too close. Far too close to Leader’s face for comfort. Leader was tucked up against the wall, hands in the same heavy manacles Villain left them with as they drifted to a deep sleep. Their legs had moved, one bent slightly while the other was straight, and in the small bend of Leader’s leg was Supervillain’s foot.

Too close.

Leader tilted their head to the side, voice deadpan as they replied: “so you’re Villain’s new babysitter.”

“Villain said you were funny.”

“That’s funny, Villain never mentioned you,” Leader replied coolly, eyes never leaving Supervillain’s too-clear blue ones. “Mustn’t take it personally, maybe you just don’t make much of an impression.”

“Woke you all the same.”

“Yes, you did,” Leader said, then made a shooing motion with their fingers. “Now that you mention it, it was a very nice sleep, and I would like to get back to it now.”

Supervillain searched Leader’s eyes for something, then let out a soft hmph. “I have a better idea, Leader.”

Before Leader could protest a hand was in their shirt and in one fluid motion, Supervillain dragged Leader to their feet with such force Leader’s eyes blew wide, they weren’t touching the ground for a minute before their bare feet mercifully touched the floor again. Leader had a panicked grip on Supervillain’s arm holding them to the wall and only then did they notice the slight size difference.

Supervillain was tall, a good head taller than Leader, who wasn’t considered short by any means. That’s not where the differences stopped; where Leader was all lean muscle and agility, Supervillain filled their broad shoulders with strong, defined muscles that lay under his casual shirt and pungent leather jacket. Leader could make them out even when he wasn’t tensed and that annoyed more than scared them.

Leader had met Supervillain before, obviously, but this close? With this height difference? This disadvantage Villain had left them with, with no gear, no boots, no weapons. Leader didn’t like their odds. It was too new. Jarringly new and it sent a cold shiver down Leader’s spine, their mind racing on ways they could adapt to their sudden enforced weakness around their wrists and in their bare feet.

When they met on the field they were somewhat even. Supervillain was strong, stronger than Leader, but Leader made up for it with their speed. They danced in and out of one-punch-knockouts Supervillain had thrown at them before, they could do it again…

But that was in their combat gear, with their blades by their sides. That was with their boots on and their team at their back, and that was without heavy iron manacles locking their hands together.

Like this? Leader was too exposed, too weak, and they were just staring at Supervillain who could kill them without breaking a sweat right now, hiding all this panic behind an impassive expression, but they couldn’t hide that wide eyed surprise.

Supervillain had seen.

Supervillain saw Leader’s eyelids fly open in shock, so different from the half-lidded indifference Leader was trying to show off. Supervillain noticed the smallest thing, and maybe that was what was scaring Leader more than their disadvantage.

“What?” Leader asked, voice thankfully, mercifully even, “was your better idea making out or? This is very intimate Supervillain, honestly? I’m flattered. Kind of enemies to lovers scenario—”

All Supervillain had to do was curl their fingers into Leader’s shirt, knuckles resting painfully on Leader’s ribs and push Leader against the wall more. Pinned between a solid surface and Supervillain’s unforgiving grip, Leader didn’t know which would crack first, the wall or Leader’s ribs. Leader bent a knee and pressed the sole of their bare foot against the wall for leverage.

“Mmm,” Leader ground out, trying and failing to alleviate the pressure. “Kinky, don’t worry, kinda into it.”

Supervillain laughed. “You don’t shut up, do you?”

“Not unless you gag me, Da—” Supervillain let go of Leader then and Leader smiled. All doubt melting away as they pressed the sole of the foot into the solid surface, muscles tensed and at the ready.

Idiot.

Leader pushed off the wall with their foot, springing towards Supervillain, swinging their iron manacle clad hands up at Supervillain’s jaw. They missed the jaw and hit Supervillain’s nose instead and Supervillain fell back a step, letting out a startled cry, hands going to their nose in shock. Leader watched with a grin as blood trailed through the cracks in their hands and dribbled down their chin, staining their stupid shirt.

Their eyes would be blurry now, an advantage Leader needed. Leader shot their foot out, kicking Supervillain’s knee, then thigh, then ankle until they were wobbling, almost down.

One more hit.

Leader threw their hands up again as Supervillain’s eyes locked on Leader’s and Leader knew they made a mistake.

Clear blue eyes were the last thing Leader saw before the wind was knocked out of them and they were gasping for breath, Supervillain’s hand wrapped around Leader’s throat pinning them back against the wall. Leader thought they broke a rib with the impact, but they couldn’t think now, they were too busy panicking. They needed to break free.

They kicked out at Supervillain, trying to hit them anywhere until Supervillain stepped closer, making Leader’s legs useless, pinning Leader’s legs with their own and the wall, and the panic seized Leader’s chest. They were like a fish out of water, gasping on nothing. That’s when Leader brought their manacled hands down on Supervillain.

Loosen the hold for a second.

Or that’s what they intended to do.

At the last second Supervillain caught Leader’s wrist just below the cuff.

Fuck.

Supervillain slammed Leader’s arms back above their head and held them there no matter how much they writhed and struggled and fuck— black dots were encroaching on the edges of Leader’s vision like a vignette.

They couldn’t speak.

They couldn’t breathe.

They couldn’t fight.

They were going to die here. Supervillain was going to kill them and not break a sweat. Their struggles were weakening, and Leader knew they were gone, that Supervillain had won.

Would Villain be sad Supervillain killed them? Or is this what they wanted all along?

Leader was so fucking stupid and it got them killed.

At least Leader got a good few blows in before they died, at least they made Supervillain bleed, at least they went out fighting…

Those crystal-clear blue eyes stared down at Leader’s as they slowly lost consciousness and darkness engulfed them.

*~*~*~*~*

Villain was leaning against the wall beside the door to Leader’s cell, arms folded, head resting against the wall. When the door opened, Villain pushed off quickly, turning to see Supervillain with dried blood caked on their upper lip and nose, staining their shirt. Villain’s face dropped.

“What happened?”

Supervillain smiled, showing bloody teeth. “Nothing I couldn’t handle. They got rowdy, so I put them down.”

“You said you’d be gentle.”

“You said they were weak and exhausted.”

“They are!” Village protested.

Supervillain raised an eyebrow at Villain’s voice rising in pitch, a smile tugging at the corners of their mouth as Villain looked away, and said, “they were. I left them hanging for three days, I was worried their shoulders would pop out of their sockets!”

“Did you have mercy on Other Villain’s Henchman when you left them hanging? Did you worry about their shoulder joints?”

“It’s different,” Villain said, eyebrows knitting together. “We were torturing Other Villain’s Henchman for information. Leader is just a prisoner, and you have to be humane. It’s not personal, it’s—”

“Humane?” Supervillain asked and Villain sighed, running a hand down their face. “Maybe if you were a bit less humane, Vil, it would have prevented the broken nose,” said Supervillain not unkindly, voice gentle and soothing, which just made Villain feel worse. They were going easy on Leader, and Supervillain noticed.

Supervillain placed a warm hand on Villain’s shoulder, and smiled when Villain looked up at them, eyes steeled. “It won’t happen again.”

“Oh, I know, Villain… I trust you,” Supervillain said, squeezing Villain’s shoulder lightly, and Villain tried hard not to blush at the words. It didn’t work.

“I mean obviously Leader has to be punished. Not just for this,” Supervillain said gesturing to their nose, “but for doing the Commission’s dirty work for them.”

“What? But you forgave me,” said Villain, setting their jaw, lips stretched into a thin line.

“I did,” said Supervillain. “The difference is you saw the corruption they wrought. Leader is still under their influence. They need to be persuaded.”

“Why does persuasion sound a lot like punishment in this case?” Villain snapped, jutting their chin out at Supervillain who just kept that same level smile on their face. Their crystal-clear blue eyes beaming with pride down at Villain.

Supervillain stood up straighter, took their hand from Villain’s shoulder and touched their bloodied nose gently.

“You’ve done beautifully, Villain. Leader is our biggest threat to enacting meaningful change. You got them out of the way! You should be celebrating; you should be proud—”

“What about the commission?” Villain demanded hotly. “You said they were the enemy!”

“They are, Villain. Leader is but a pawn and taking them off the board will rattle the commission into making a mistake, one we can use to press our advantage.”

At Villain’s silence Supervillain sighed. “You know firsthand how corrupt they are. If capturing Leader has rattled you—”

“I’m not rattled,” Villain said, voice a bit too defensive. Villain sighed, then gestured to Supervillain’s face. “Go… go get that cleaned up, you’re bleeding all over the place.”

“Are you okay?”

“Yes,” Villain lied easily, “yes I’m fine, I’m just tired.”

“Okay. Maybe get some rest, Villain.”

“Yeah, I will.”

Supervillain nodded, then walked to the end of the hall, towards the stairs out of the basement. Villain waited until they heard the sound of the heavy door shutting before they leaned against the wall and let out a long-laboured breath.

This was all they needed.

Then they opened the door to Leader’s cell and walked in, letting it close behind them.

Supervillain watched from the shadows of the stairs, a frown finding its way onto their face. Then they turned and actually left to fix their nose.

*~*~*~*~*

When Leader woke up again, they gasped awake, desperate to get some air into their lungs as the hand on their throat— Leader blinked, and it was the biggest mistake they ever made. A thundering headache followed, and they nearly whimpered at the pain but kept silent as they took in the new room around them.

At least they were sitting down this time and didn’t have any less articles of clothes on than they did before which was a plus, although their feet were starting to feel the cold. This time Leader woke in a chair, a comfortable enough chair, their arms resting on the arms rest were tied down with reinforced leather straps that brokered no movement when Leader tried to yank their hands free. All it did was tighten the leather around Leader’s fists, crinkling like rubber, but they couldn’t complain. The leather was far more comfortable than the manacles, Leader was getting first class treatment as far as the last few days were concerned.

They longed to stretch their limbs, but as feeling slowly came back to their body they realised they couldn’t move their legs either, strapped to the legs of the chair in what felt like the same strong leather as their wrists. They let out a soft sigh and pulled at their restraints just because.

They were tired.

Exhausted.

Their head was fucking pounding because of Supervillain and his stupid need to be tall and strong and authoritative. He could have at least been kind about the strangle hold, like, oh I’m sorry Leader, here’s some paracetamol for that headache you’ll wake up with.

Leader just wanted to go home, be with their team. They should have never pursued Villain; in hindsight they should have stayed with their team and then none of this would happen.

They would have stayed on mission and not abandoned their target to pursue an obvious trap, Villain knew they would follow though, Villain wanted them to, counted on it. They wanted to show off their new reinforcements and show Leader, they didn’t need them and their team anymore. They wanted to show Leader who was stronger, and Leader’s ego made them follow.

Stupid.

There wasn’t much room for any other thoughts after that.

From behind them Leader heard movement and then they saw the hammer coming down hard, a merciless swing, straight on the back of Leader’s right hand. Leader screamed as they felt, no heard, every bone in their hand shatter. They struggled in the comfortable chair, trying to alleviate some of the pain, to get away from the aftershocks of pain as Leader tried to move their fingers.

“Do I have your attention, Leader?”

Leader howled when Supervillain drive the hammer down harder on the back of Leader’s hand, rubbing against broken and bruised bones. “Yes! YES! Just stop!”

The hammer lifted after Leader found their words and their sigh of relief ricocheted through their entire body, adrenaline pumping in their blood. They sucked in a sharp breath when Supervillain came to stand in front of them, glaring angrily up through pain blinded eyes. Their chest rising and falling like a rabbit’s that was suddenly cornered by a dog.

“Good,” Supervillain said with a smile and dropped the hammer unceremoniously on the floor. Leader flinched when it clanged against the concrete floor. Their breath still struggling to fill the hole in their lungs from the shock.

“Villain asked me to go easy on you,” said Supervillain. Leader’s heartbeat skipped at that. Villain still cared. Just not enough to get you out of here, a nasty voice in the back of Leader’s head hissed. “They think you’re just blindly following the commission’s orders, that you need to be persuaded to see the light like they did.”

“Yeah?” Leader laughed, the laugh manic, off and wrong. “And follow you, is it? I’m devoted to one dogma, Supervillain, I can’t stomach two, I’ll have to pass.”

“Why do you follow the Hero Commission’s orders, Leader? Hmm?”

“Why don’t you ask Villain?”

“I did.”

“And?”

“Villain only followed you,” Supervillain said, delighting at the pain that must have showed on Leader’s face. “They never believed the commission’s bullshit, or so they say.”

“But they believe your bullshit, is that it?”

“I am just one man,” Supervillain said with a smile, spreading their hands wide. “Ineffectual. What could I do that’s so bad?”

“Oh, I don’t know, using a hammer as a wakeup call comes to mind,” Leader grouched, relaxing back against the chair. “Aside from that do you want the list categorically from worst to least bad, or chronologically, either way it’s a long time we’re going to be chatting.”

“Oh Leader, don’t worry. We have time,” Supervillain purred, walking over to Leader’s chair. Leader couldn’t even back away, couldn’t flinch, couldn’t do anything with how fucking tightly they were tied down and it scared them.

Scared them how easy it would be for Supervillain to kill them then and there.

Tied up, defenceless, immobile.

The fear must have shown in their eyes because Supervillain let out a soft laugh when their legs touched Leader’s knees.

“You’re not so brave like this, are you? Did I scare you earlier Leader? Did you think I was going to strangle you to death? Are you afraid I’ll do it again?” Supervillain reached a hand over and Leader recoiled, trying to avoid it getting anywhere near their neck, but Supervillain’s hand pressed against Leader’s throat all the same and the fear gripped them like a vulture’s talons.

The courage bubbled up Leader’s throat and they bit out, “yeah? Let’s see how brave you are stripped of your gear and tied up in enemy territory.”

“I could you know. It would be so easy,” Supervillain said with a soft hum, squeezing slightly.

Leader’s eyes turned to stone, a grave challenge in them, the kind Leader would wager their life against. Leader leaned forward slightly, staring directly into Supervillain’s stupid smiling face, and said: “then do it and get it over with. Kill me and spare me the torture of having to listen to you talk.”

Supervillain smiled a handsome smile.

Their smile didn’t waver as they drew their fist up and slammed it down hard on Leader’s broken hand. Leader howled, throwing their body forward on instinct, trying to protect themselves but all they did was drive themselves straight into Supervillain’s strangling hold and Leader gasped in pain, tears streaming down their face as Supervillain shoved them by their neck to the back of the chair.

Leader choked on nothing, sucking in startled air which got caught on their strangled cries of pain in their throat. Their body fighting against the restraints and Supervillain’s hold trying to fight, trying to escape. Their body hadn’t gotten the message that struggling was futile yet.

“Hmm,” Supervillain hummed. “I think you’re right Leader. I much prefer the sounds of your screams over my voice.”

“You fuc—” Leader screamed again as Supervillain drove the palm of their hand into the back of Leader’s, kneading the shattered bones, choking on their screams, clamping their teeth down on their cheek to soften them to more of a pained hum.

“I can make good on that gag Leader,” Supervillain promised, moving their fingers up to pinch Leader’s cheeks and force their mouth into an O shape. Leader swallowed, feeling Supervillain’s hand bobbing with their throat. “That way I still get your delightful screams and cries of help.”

Leader huffed out a breath, the pain finally receding in their brain enough for them to think.

 “Grapefruit.”

Supervillain blinked, then frowned, then raised their eyebrows and tightened their hold ever so slightly.

“What?”

“Grapefruit,” Leader said again, voice raw, almost breathless and Supervillain let their grip loosen a little.

“Have you lost it already, Leader?” Supervillain asked and Leader shook their head as best as they could.

“Then what’s Grapefruit?”

Leader swallowed hard and rasped: “It’s a citrus fruit—”

“I know what grapefruit is,” Supervillain huffed, “I don’t know why you keep repeating it.”

Leader looked up through their tear-soaked lashes, all innocence and doe eyed charm, and said with a straight face: “my safe word is grapefruit.”

Supervillain stood up straighter and let go of Leader’s throat and Leader could breathe easy for the second of relief that came with it. Then Supervillain slammed down their hand on Leader’s hand and Leader struggled and howled and screamed and cried, “oW! JEES— motherFUCKER! GRAPEFRUIT! GRAPEFR— FUCK!”

“Maybe I hurt the wrong part of you, Leader. Maybe I should have broken your jaw, then maybe you would shut up!” Supervillain hissed.

“Maybe….” Leader ground out, a shit eating grin on their face despite the pain, despite their situation, despite everything that was thrown at them in the last week. “Maybe you’re going to have to kill me to stop me, Supervillain. Do it right now, say it was an accident and maybe, maybe Villain— argh! Maybe Villain forgives you. I’m irritating, an honest mistake, I pushed you too far…”

Supervillain glared down at Leader now, hands completely off Leader, balling into meaty fists at their sides, nostrils flaring in anger. Leader took that as their cue to continue with their exhausted throat.

“But the longer you keep me alive, the longer I have with Villain? The less sleep you’re gonna get because I found Villain, I made them who they are today, and you’re scared. You are terrified of me, that’s why you tied me down so tight. That’s why Villain isn’t here right now. You’re in deep, and you don’t know how to get out. Kill me, you risk alienating Villain forever, keep me alive? Me and Villain have more chats about the good old days, and you still lose them. Either way you’re fucked, but I know which one I’d choose, Supervillain. Take your hammer to my temple and be done with it.”

Supervillain stilled, eyes widening slightly in a dim realisation, and then, to Leader’s chagrin, Supervillain smiled. Smug and superior and oh so knowing, and Leader frowned because they didn’t know what they had to be so happy about.

“Oh Leader,” Supervillain sighed. They patted Leader’s head and let out a small, startled laugh. “Leader, Leader, Leader,” they said and as quick as they arrived, they left, and Leader tried to turn in their seat to see what they were doing but they couldn’t. All they could do was stare forward and hear Supervillain’s footsteps getting further and further away.

“What?!” Leader yelled, twisting and turning and getting nowhere except aggravating their hand and they cursed and sat staring at the wall. They flinched when they heard a door open and close, and Leader was left alone.

That thought scared them more than anything Supervillain did.

*~*~*~*~*

Continued here

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Defiant Leader x confident Villain — part 3

Read part one here

Read part two here

*~*~*~*~*

Leader heard the door open behind them again and knew it was Villain by their stomping walk. Leader smiled despite themselves.

Villain had always stomped to make sure they appeared bigger and badder than they were, more intimidating.

It was Rogue who first pointed it out. On their way home from a mission, they had left the police with the armed thieves of the bank, made sure the hostages were all okay, Leader gave them each their phone number and told them to call if they needed anything regarding the shock or anxiety after the incident. Then they took off, walking down the street, in search of a McDonald’s or a pub, whichever they found first.

“Hey,” Rogue said from the back, as Villain opened a snack packet of peanuts and offered them to Leader who took some with a smile. “Leader what was the briefing for the mission?”

“Why?” Medic asked deadpan, drained and tired. All Medic ever wanted after a mission was a long nights sleep, or a coffee.

“Just humour me,” Rogue said, a smile in their voice. Leader looked over their shoulder, eyebrow cocked and said: “stealth mission, in and out. Neutralise the armed thugs and make sure no one dies.”

“Hmm, right,” Rogue nodded thoughtfully. Second grinned at Leader and shrugged, nudged Rogue with their shoulder.

“Alright, I’ll bite,” Second said with a laugh. “What’re ya getting at?”

“A stealth mission?”

“Yeah,” Leader said.

“As in, be stealthy?”

Villain rolled their eyes, not turning around and said: “yes,” and kept walking ahead. Rogue pressed a finger to their lips and motioned for the group to stop walking and let Villain continue.

It took only a couple steps for everyone to catch onto what Rogue meant.

Medic laughed, and Villain turned, wondering why their footsteps were the only ones they could hear. Villain threw an arm up. “What?”

Then Rogue broke out into a hyper laughter, stepped past Second and Medic and started stomping up to Villain and the team broke out into a rambunctious laughter. Leader cracked a smile, shaking their head as Rogue stopped in front of Villain and put a hand into Villain’s peanuts.

Villain snapped their hand shut and turned away without Rogue getting a peanut.

“Oh come on!” Rogue whined.

“No, you don’t deserve them,” Villain said, holding them high above Rogue’s head. Rogue shoved Villain and jumped up trying to reach them but Villain just laughed and said: “come on Roguey, elephants can do more for peanuts. Come on, really try.”

“Okay, kids,” Second said, walking up to them and pushing Rogue off Villain. Villain stuck their tongue out at Rogue, and that’s when Second pounced and stole the peanuts from Villain’s hand and ran.

Leader actually laughed at that, as Rogue went sprinting after Second laughing manically as Villain rushed the pair.

“Quickly, Rogue. Villain’s coming!”

“I know, I can hear them!” Rogue laughed, stomping their feet in effect and Villain crashed into them, all three of them falling to the ground.

Medic sighed beside Leader, and Leader patted them on the back. “I know.”

“They’re your team,” Medic said as they walked up to the scuffle. “They get this craziness from you.”

“You wound me Medic.”

“Villains wound you, Leader. I patch you idiots up after.”

As if on cue Rogue let out a high pitched “OW! Villain that actually hurt.”

“Alright enough,” Leader said, three heads turned to Leader from the ground. Second cleared their throat and nodded.

“That’s what I was trying to tell them,” Second said and laughed when Villain shoved them to the ground again.

“Whatever,” Villain scoffed, smiling, getting to their feet and reaching a hand out to help Rogue to their feet. “They were the ones who stole my peanuts.”

“We’ll get you another bag of peanuts,” Leader assured and Villain grinned, reaching into the pocket of their combats and pulled out an unopened bag.

“I’ll hold you to that Leader,” Villain said with a wink, and the team continued down the road. Rowdy and quick to laugh.

“Miss me already?” Leader asked, their chains rustling as they looked over their shoulder at Villain. Older now, they had grown into their face, their shoulders strong and arms toned with lean muscle. Their posture straight, shoulders back, proud. Chin up.

Leader had taught them that too.

Villain just walked around Leader and went straight to the pulley. After last time Villain strung Leader back up and left them dangling just a bit more, their toes barely scratching the surface of the floor. At one point during the time since Villain was gone, Leader had just put one foot on the wall in front of them and rested all their weight on that just to take some strain from their shoulders and chest. Given themselves some breathing room.

Villain released the mechanism and Leader got their weight on their feet for a brief second before their legs buckled under them and Leader fell to one knee, the manacles on their wrists dragging Leader’s arms down like an anchor. Leader couldn’t feel their arms, couldn’t really feel anything except a dull ache all over their body. The pins and needles would come soon, but Leader didn’t even try to get feeling back into them.

They were tired, which was something they would never want to admit or show, but Leader also knew how far to push their body and when to listen to it and just relax. Who knows when they’d get the chance again.

Leader just raised their head and looked at Villain as Villain walked towards them and unhooked Leader’s manacles from the pulley. They briefly met Leader’s eye, but other than that didn’t acknowledge them as they stood again, turned their back and hooked the hook back into a small metal loop on the wall.

Leader frowned as they stared at the tension wired in Villain’s movements and let out a short breath of a laugh, more of a huff really.

“Rough day?”

Villain froze for just a second. A second, but Leader saw because Leader always sees. Villain couldn’t hide from them.

“Don’t do that,” Villain said, their voice harsh.

“Do what, Villain?” Leader asked and Villain whirled on them, eyes ablaze.

“You know damn well what, Leader. Don’t play coy, it doesn’t suit you.”

The corner of Leader’s mouth tugged up as they nodded, “right. So you can be familiar with me, reminisce about the good old days, but not the other way around is that it?”

At Villain’s silence Leader shrugged. “I can’t just turn it off, Villain. I know you.”

“Just try,” Villain told them with a sigh. “It will be easier for both our sakes.”

“No,” Leader said. “It will be easier for you. Easier for you to pretend you didn’t betray us and side with th—“

Before Leader could finish their sentence Villain grabbed them up onto their feet by the collar of their shirt, twisting the fabric into their fists and pinning Leader against the wall, knuckles against their collarbone and holding them there.

Leader let out a soft breath of air as their back hit the wall, heavy manacled hands reaching up to try alleviate some of the pressure Villain held them with and failing. Their shoulders ached so bad they could barely lift their hands an inch with the manacles on.

“Supervillain isn’t our enemy, Leader,” Villain snarled, vicious. Leader opened their mouth to reply but Villain just yanked them forward and slammed them back again, Leader’s head banging off the wall, silencing them. “Supervillain is the Commission’s enemy. You’re not just some dog here meant to put your life on the line and save the world. Supervillain actually genuinely cares—“

Villain’s words took the wind from Leader’s lungs, more so than their constricting grip on their chest. “Did I not care?” Leader asked, voice barely above a whisper, wide eyes searching Villain’s narrowed ones for the answer.

Villain didn’t answer but Leader didn’t let them away with it. “Well? Did I not care, Villain? Is that why you left?”

The question alone pulled at Leader’s heart, because that was the big question Leader was plagued with ever since Villain deserted. Leader was half afraid of the answer, but they needed it. They needed Villain to tell them… just tell them why.

Villain stepped back away from Leader, let them go and just stood there a step away from Leader, expression guarded and unreadable.

“Just tell me why,” Leader pleaded, their voice tinged with desperation. They needed to know what happened, they needed to know if they could have prevented it. Prevented all this. They needed to know if it was their fault.

“Leader—“ Villain said and a weight settled into Leader’s stomach. “You—“

Before Villain could utter another word the door to Leader’s cell opened and a henchman Leader recognised from the other day walked in. The one who had their knife to Second’s throat.

Villain’s eyes flashed to Leader as Leader pounced, but with Leader still weighed down by the manacles on their wrist, Villain was faster. Villain stepped protectively in front of Henchmen and grabbed Leader by the shoulders, slamming them back against the wall.

Leader struggled against Villain’s hold, but if Leader was being honest their energy was fading quick and Villain barely had to try and pin them to the wall.

“I’ll be one minute,” Villain said, voice brokering no room for argument and the Henchman just nodded, closing the door again. Villain’s hard eyes drilled into Leader’s, their hold on Leader just a bit too uncomfortable. Finally Villain let go and Leader leaned heavily against the wall once again.

Villain’s lips quipped into a smile. “It’s only been a couple days, Leader, and already the fight seems to be gone from you.”

“Strange how zapping dangling from your arms without food can be, Villain. Do you want to try?”

Villain just kept that same infuriatingly smug smile on their face and said, voice deadpan: “Funny.”

“I’m here all week,” Leader grumbled with a groan. “If you don’t mind,” Leader mumbled, sliding down the wall and letting out a sigh of relief as their butt hit the ground, taking the weight off their legs.

Leader looked up at Villain with a shit eating grin on their face as they said, “I’ll just relax here for a bit while you deal with whatever has you and your henchmen so tense, Villain. Couldn’t be any visitors for me by any chance, could it?”

“Wouldn’t you love that,” Villain laughed, and Leader frowned. That is not the reaction they wanted. Villain went to the door anyway, something unreadable on their face as they pressed a hand to the handle of the door. They looked back at Leader, jaw tight and said, “you’d better pray it’s not a visitor for you Leader. Or it may well be the last person you ever see.”

With that threat looming in the air, Villain left. The door locking after they left and leaving Leader sitting on the floor, slumped against the wall, too tired to even consider what Villain had been trying to infer and let sleep take them into blissful unconsciousness.

*~*~*~*~*

Continued here

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Whumpuary No. 6

Share your favorite whump creations (others or yours!)

This is such a good one!!!

I have a list, ahem, hem! Get ready:

Number one all time fave is obviously @whumblr Home is where the hurt is, EZ, no notes, no questions moving on

Wait, fuck I forgot about Nero and Dani… fuck!!! But HIWTHI is finished and so satisfying, but Bookish is soooooo deliciously whumpy!!!!

Okay!!! We are changing the order it goes, Bookish, fuck— Crossed out and THEN home is where the hurt is AND THE ONLY REASON HIWTHI is last is because the other two are still being uploaded and so it’s exciting but a good story… a good whump filled delight that’s finished is HIWTHI number one absolutely

Okay the rest are not in order, but are still my faves ahahahahah—

Whumping the Whumpers and the showstopper series by @painsandconfusion are also amazing!!! Love those

WOAH WOAH WOAH!!! Hold on, when I was getting the links to the series I saw there is a series with a female whumpee👀👀👀👀👀 AHAHAHAHAHHA YAAAAASSSSS LADY WHUMP LETS GOOOOOO

Any @short-form-whump or @mj-iza-writer writing is always spectacular!!! Especially MJ, because I DESPISE CARETAKERS in whump, but MJ’s caretakers just hit so different *bites fist* and Short-form-whump’s pieces are so tense and visceral that it actually makes me tremble, like you get hooked so quick and then it’s over and you’re so beyond satisfied by the end

Omg!!! @whumble-beeee series with Stan and Declan!!!!! EEEKKKKK!!! An (un)official guide to hero keeping, MWAH MWAH MWAH SO WHUMPY GAAAHHHH!!!! Yes brilliant

Any @whump-in-the-closet as well, holy fuck I just read a drabble and GUHHHH!!! Mal is FUCKING BADASS!!!! Badass lady whump is quickly becoming a fan favourite (it’s me, I’m the fan)

And then literally yesterday I started reading @jumpywhumpywriter and their series with Shadow and her done-ness with the world, and the winged whump and the lab whump and the WHUMP!!! IS WHUMPING—

Then in my own writing—

I think my whump-writing really shines through during whump events/calendars like this one because it’s one shot whump which is so much more whumpy and fun than writing series’s— now I love all my series but I think they’re not as whumpy as one-shots… having said that—

Defiant Leader x Confident Villain [past team member turns evil and captures their past leader… whump ensues😈]

Delirious Villain x Hero Caretaker [fucked up family and sick whump, sick fic?? I think that’s the term, anywhooo— illness baybay]

Supervillain’s brand [omg this isn’t even in my masterpost, whoopsies…] [ALSO!!!! to the anon’s who are requesting more of this, it is coming!!! I just have a lot of series that are ongoing😅 It will happen I promise!!!]

Oh wait fuck and SEMANTICS very whumpy!!! [to the anon’s who are requesting more of this, it is coming!!! I just have a lot of series that are ongoing😅 It will happen I promise!!!] — this also isn’t in the masterpost dear god, this blog is so disorganised🫡

Are probably my whumpiest and most whumpy series!!!^^^

Those are gratuitously violent and whumpy and delicious, and OMG ACTUALLY THE STRANGER TOO IS VERY WHUMPY!!!! If you like it when Whumpee’s cry and are emotionally distraught (which I do, yummy)

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Master post of series:

{Slowly moving updated versions of these series to @macknus account, if you'd like to read updated versions :) [23/09/24]

All the links bring you to part one and the next parts are linked at the bottom of the post!

SERIES UPDATE SCHEDULE

(if you want to see WHEN your favourite fic will be updated^^^)

Intoxicating fear

(Scared hero x telepath Villain) [male hero/villain]

Delirious villain x hero caretaker

Vendetta

(heroes vs villain war) [gen neutral, everyone]

Defiant Leader x confident villain

Heroic betrayal

(hero betrayed by other hero) [female whumpee/male whumper(s)]

The stranger

(vigilante Whumpee) [male whumpee/whumper]

The immortal Hunter

(vampire whump) [male whumper/whumpees]

Semantics

(royal whump: Usurper x Noble - fair warning, Usurper is a lil freak) [fem whumpee/male whumper]

Villain’s gift

[Supervillain gives Villain a present for their birthday]

The hero and the infant

(grumpy hero x superhero sidekick)

Partners in Crime

(Charismatic Whumpee, goons and Powerful Whumper) [male whumpee/whumper]

A Benignant Mischief

(Fantasy found family, young elf outlaw captured by enemy kingsmen whose orders are to capture any elf for trial before the King/ hurt/comfort— ish, it’s giving fuzzy vibes) [male whumpees]

Febuwhump 2025 Masterpost

WHUMPTOBER 2024 👻

Febuwhump 2024 Masterpost

Winter Whumperland 2023

Hero/Villain Drabbles:

Whump drabbles Masterpost

June of doom (JoD):

JoD Day nine: part one / part two / part three

( I intend to make this into a series I just forgot about it until today)

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defiant leader x confident villain UGH when I tell you I INHALE your posts like feral meth head

Ahahaahhahahahah!!! Thank you so much, I am happy to feed your addiction ahahahahahah, this made me laugh so much thank you Orangeduckweed ^.^

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Um guys this is a momentous day, I can’t fit all of you in my house, but we can have a house party anyway, like stand on the roof and hang from the eaves??

Thank you so much!! <3 I’m so happy you like my silly little stories :3

For this momentous event, I would like to make another poll~ cause why not, of what stories you like most! I’m off for the summer so I will put a lot of work into my stories here and update youse on an update schedule for the summer (at least three or four days?? We’ll see, at least three!) i’m putting this up for a week cause a day is too short!!! Anyways~

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MILD UPDATE:

The next part of Stranger and Supervillain’s brand are in the works!!!! [so expect them in the next week or two]

Also, Heroic betrayal and Defiant Leader x confident Villain are halfway through their next chapters. {expect within the week}

Vendetta is basically written in my head I just need it written down first ((if my brain would stop starting new projects that would be wonderful, but here we are🙃))

Also more Alphabet of whump is coming it’s just taking time

Sorry it’s taken so long, thank you for being patient XD I really appreciate it 🫶🫶🫶

More rants below, I’m sorry for so many rants this week, I am a very loquacious person

I usually write the next part in the ask box and then publish it, so I don’t respond to asks until it’s written — except the semantics ask where I published it by accident😅 but yes!! Just a lil update for you all!!! And if you like a series, no matter how small [@me with Immortal Hunter and Benignant mischief ] you can ask for a second part if you enjoyed it, and I am happy to oblige!!! Though it may take a while, usually one-two weeks

[[Except twisted love, which has left me writer’s block like I’ve never felt before so I think that will be re-written and changed a bit storywise so I can actually write it because I love the idea, BUT SEMANTICS— it’s like royal whump, male whumper, lady whumpee, kind of same ish vibes if you want more — BUT OKAY RANT OVER THANK YOU FOR COMING TO MY TED TALK ]]

XOXO Mack

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EEEEEPPPP just have to say I love love LOVED the latest part of Defiant Leader x Confident Villain!!! I mean, the sheer WHUMPERFLIES 😱😱

The tension! The conflict! The EVERYTHING was so beautifully written!!

It was so juicy and perfect and AHHHHH I LOVED EVERY SINGLE MICROSCOPIC SECOND OF IT!!!

Any chance of another continuation in the near future??? *gives irresistible puppy eyes as hidden superpower*

I love your writing so muccccchhhhh argh I can never get enough of it! 😭

*plucks out eyes so I can't be subjected to your superpower*

I am delighted you like the new part of defiant Leader, but unfortunately, my writing is on a writing schedule now, a rota if you will, of what fics to update and when - and since Defiant Leader was just updated it is moved to the back of the pile...

I'm sorry, but I need to give all my fics some love for god sake, do some dusting, break off the mould and let them know they're still loved hehehe

But I will post an Update Schedule and put it on the Masterpost so everybody knows when their next favourite fic will be updated!!

P.S - it's hard to type with no eyes, blood running down my cheeks, wind running through my sockets... I would appreciate when I grow back my eyes if you could not use your irresistible puppy dog eyes again, or else we will have to fight to the death... 3:)

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Stream of Consciousness

Mo Dhia… I actually have to do an introduction because the rambling went on too long and even reading over it myself I’m like meh, too long, not enough brain power

So now it’s all SPARK NOTES:

I am stopping Whumpuary to work on the many Series that are still WIPs — haven’t finished a single series yet😅 (Idk about febuwhump, maybe I’ll do some prompts but omg— calendars are so hard to keep to…)

I am making a schedule for writing: SATURDAYS and WEDNESDAYS are my penciled in Tumblr days

This means that a fic will be updated at least once a week (the other day may be drabbles, but mostly planning and writing for Saturday, so maybe just Saturdays— Idk, TBD)

CURRENT SERIES BEING WORKED ON IN DRAFTS ARE— Vendetta, Heroic Betrayal (next part), and Defiant Leader x Confident Villain

lmk which other ones you REALLY want, after those three is Semantics, but after that idk so—

I am currently reading Romina Garber’s Castle of the Cursed and holy fuck, I am in loveeeee!!! So fun and entertaining, love the MC

YOU DO NOT NEED TO READ UNDER THE CUT BECAUSE I SUMMARISED EVERYTHING ABOVE, YOU ARE WELCOME!!!! I WAS JUST TOO LAZY TO DELETE, OKAY BESTIES HAVE A GOOD DAY—

Okay I have stopped doing Whumpuary because I actually realy need to work on my ACTUAL series🫡🫡🫡 not make potential new ones god damn it (even though that ship has sailed… literally😏 yk who you are nonny)

I have decided that WEDNESDAY’s and SATURDAY’s I will upload new parts to fics — or that may be too what do you call it—- uhhh, ambitious!!! So maybe just stick to one or the other for fic updates, and then do drabbles/asks for the other day — anyways, I think that’s the vibe— Saturday’s and Wednesday’s are penciled into my schedule for tumblr writing days so hopefully I actually dust off the cobwebs of some of my fics and baby little OC’s and cause them untold emotional and physical abuse😇😇😇

I have one part left to edit of HB and then I can start re-writing my other series for the other acc, and thennnn J feel that will also bring back flow in my writing because I’m like “ah yes, I remember this important plot point” now after re-doing HB and oh my fucking god🙈 the way it starts all coming back

Soooo yes… more ramblings, and plans, and discipline in writing and hopefully uploads — maybe even Wednesday’s will be planning days for Saturday’s—

I wish there was like a twitter place on tumblr where you could like actually update things without making a post and be like “NEW SCHEDULE” and — anyways—

Actually, now I’m like this is too ambitious, I should probably add another day, but I need a day for each of the novels, then a poetry day and then I need a rest day of just reading— cause O Mo Dhia, I have a lot of catch up reading to do… maybe I need two rest days? No… maybe I need another just overall planning day…

Hmmmmm…. Yes, okay, see this is why writing stuff out is beneficial!!! Stream of consciousness, let’s goooo—

Hope you’re all well, byeeee

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Because I have time off from university I am making a poll to see what your favourite series on this blog is!

It’s honestly just so I can see what series I should prioritise and which ones I can work slower with

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Oh man! Just reread Defiant Leader x Confident Villain again. So so so good. Please tell me you're going to continue it some day! I need more of that glorious leader whump. Plus I really like villain's dynamic! Can they be swayed? Or will leader break first? Ahhhhhhh

Oooooh!!! Yes!! You might have missed it (because I forgot to link it, which I just now rectified) but I just updated that recently!

I’ll link the recent part here!

It was on the back burner for a while and I just found it again buried in my drafts so i hope you enjoy!!! It is back as a WIP!

Thank you for the message!!! I’m glad you like Leader and Villain’s dynamic, they are very fun to write and see what happens between them!! <3