#yandere supervillain x hero darling

[surplus-of-sarcasm]

Lamy can you pretty please write about a yandere Villain or Supervillain or Superhero or Vigilante with a Hero darling?

Don't worry about when you get to this, it's just for fun! It's what I'm hooked on right now :)

My nemesis has presented me with a challenge, and like all great villains, I have tried to be up to the test. Anyyywayyy, tysmm for this ask, Huffle!💙💙 I chose yandere!Supervillain with a hero darling. I hope it is to your liking. Love uuuu!

Poisoned Honey

TW: Abusive relationship, yandere supervillain, blood, injury, drugging, touch-starvation

Notes: This is a lil long, 1.8 k words, so the story is under the cut!

Hero wishes they could move. Run. But, they can't even get up, can't even support their own weight. Their breathing is ragged as they let painful wheezes escape their dry throat, their few fractured ribs straining with the effort. Blood seeps from a gash in their side, hot and frustratingly slow, staining the floor a deep crimson.

They shut their eyes and wince, as a few tears stream down their cheeks. But it isn't from the pain. They've powered through much worse. They're tears of desperation because they know for a fact what they have to do to survive, a cold, hard truth written into a stone that would not weather. There were no hospitals near the old, barren gas station in an abandoned, almost dilapidated part of the city in which they'd taken refuge after Villain had dealt out the worst of their damage.

They scanned the room with their weary eyes, desperate for anything they could use as a makeshift bandage, finding no more than broken glass and old dust everywhere. Their communicator had been smashed under Villain's boot, so they can't even reach out to the hero agency. Some dark part of them contemplated letting their slowly dimming light completely fade away than to resort to their last option.

Supervillain. Ironically, they have healing powers along with others that possess the ability to destroy anything if they wished. A cruelly beautiful paradox. That sounds so much like something Supervillain would say in their silky-smooth, honey-sweet venom of a voice. The necklace around the crime-fighter's neck, one of the few things their nemesis hadn't sought out to destroy, could be used to call the supervillain if they rubbed the charm on it till it changed colour.

They would've destroyed the necklace, that shackle around their neck, but Supervillain would find out. They always found out.

Still hesitant, Hero's hand went up to the pendant, clutching it, but not quite rubbing yet.

When it first started out, whatever they had with Supervillain, it had felt like sweet-smelling flowers just starting to blossom at the start of a spring dream. That had slipped into a nightmare far too painfully fast.

Hero had always been quiet and reserved. They weren't cold or standoffish, but the other heroes just assumed they didn't want anyone to try and talk to them about anything that wasn't work. So, when Supervillain had fought with them for the first time, flashing them a radiant grin, complimenting everything about the hero, from their eyes, to their intelligence and carefully drawn out plans to their soft, flustered laugh. Hero had stayed awake all night, tossing and turning with a euphoria they couldn't comprehend.

Their fights turned into excuses to see each other, Supervillain's advances getting more and more bold, bringing Hero flowers and spoiling them with extravagant gifts and kisses pressed gently to their cheekbones. And after enough pestering, the crime-stopper had finally agreed to move in with them.

Unknowingly chaining themselves up in their own shackles. . .

The dream had quickly dissolved to reveal a nightmare where they were always guessing when Supervillain would be kissing their tired shoulders and lulling them to sleep with fingers softly stroking through their hair and when they would be furious, eyes alight with raging flames, easily overpowering them with the hero's small stature and injecting a drug into their bloodstream that left them completely out of it, a blank slate. Switching between one extreme and the other constantly, enough to drive Hero insane. There were rules. Hero’s twenty-one for crying out loud. They could not go out without the supervillain unless it was for work. They had to return home maximum by midnight.

Hero could handle overprotective. It could even be endearing at times. But this gilded cage built with the bars of Supervillain’s obsession was slowly choking them, smashing all of their hopes like a glass bottle thrown on the sidewalk, shattering to a million pieces. And just like shards of glass, putting them back together was nearly impossible, only serving to make whoever tried bleed.

But still, Hero couldn’t go back to the miserable excuse they’d had for a life before Supervillain. To celebrating birthdays and holidays alone. To eating dinner at an empty table. To stitching up the worst of their wounds without help. They just couldn’t. And Supervillain had made damn sure that there was no one else they could turn to.

“It would be pretty. . .unfortunate if something happened to that lucky person, darling, don’t you think so?” they’d crooned in that silky voice of theirs, their nails digging sharply into the skin of Hero’s arm.

Going back to them was like striking a deal with the devil because he promised you heaven.

But the devil can’t give you heaven. . .

Exactly. And yet you will still go through with the deal.

Before Hero can lament their indecisiveness any further, fate intervenes to make their decision for them.

The master criminal lands next to them with a swish of their dark cape, their face marred with worry. They waste no time in scooping them against their chest in a bridal carry, pressing their hands to the bloodied gashes scattered all over the crime-stopper’s body. They feel the familiar warmth of their wounds closing under the supervillain’s touch. Once they were done, the numb sensation disappears, and the pain washes over them again, making them lurch forward in the master criminal’s grasp.

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“What the hell were you thinking?” Supervillain screams, but it falls on deaf ears. Hero had grown frighteningly accustomed to the master criminal’s lectures, consisting purely of them being berated like some troublemaking child and then the details of the exact ‘punishment’ they would receive, how all of this was for their safety, how they shouldn’t dare to defy the supervillain ever again, yadda yadda yadda. It felt like terrible background music, like that song they always skipped whenever it came on the radio in their car. So, they stay silent through it all, gaze downcast, because they don’t have the energy, neither mental nor physical to meet the full intensity of the villain’s livid gaze. They just nod, shake their head, give the one-word answers the criminal wanted to hear.

And of course, the dreaded consequence. “This time, the dosage is twice as strong. To make sure you’ve learned. You know this is for your own good, doll?”

They nod sharply, like they actually believe it, focusing on bracing themselves for the sharp pinch of the needle breaking their skin, emptying its sinister contents into their bloodstream. It leaves them drugged out of their mind, feeling like their head had been emptied and refilled with cotton. Supervillain knew that even if they stuck around, even if they try to hide it, Hero holds whatever semblance of their freedom in high regard. Just the idea that they had virtually no control over themselves for a few hours was enough to terrify them into obedience.

When they snap out of it, there are no new injuries on them, absolutely nothing would change. Like every single time. The issue was, that the master criminal had blatantly refused to tell them whatever was being done to them when they were in that state. They stopped asking, but it never failed to keep them up at night.

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The next day, Supervillain had taken them to a luxurious hotel, a gesture that would have previously left them tongue-tied, squealing an ‘it’s too much!’ as they tried to hide how flattered they were. Now, they just feel numb. Empty. The way they do all the time.

At least staying in the hotel room is a change of scenery, so they don’t feel so much like they’re in a prison as they would have sleeping in their room back at Supervillain’s. “A new, temporary, gilded cage.” They snort to themselves, staring straight up at the dim lights hanging from the ceiling, as they lay flat on the bed.

Hero wakes up at an absurdly early hour, all the sleep magically disappearing from their eyes. So, they decide to shower, trying their hardest to focus on the water’s comforting heat, on the flowery smell of the hair conditioner, on anything that wasn’t the never-ending waterfall of terrible thoughts in their mind or the vice-like grip of a tightness in their chest left by guilt.

Taking a look at themselves in the bathroom mirror, Hero quickly notices the dark circles under their eyes and how much of a resemblance they bear to a stick figure in the bathrobe hanging loosely off their frame. They hadn’t been eating much lately. Lost their appetite among other things

When they finish, they find Supervillain awake and waiting for them, patiently sitting cross-legged on one of the seats in the room, smiling sweetly at them. They sit them down onto the chair next to them, and they stand up behind Hero. They place their hands delicately on the crime-fighter’s narrow shoulders, their knuckles warm as they gently applied pressure a little underneath their shoulder blades.

Oh how they hate that the master criminal is ironically incredibly good at comforting them. How they involuntarily lean into the touch, how the tension blissfully dissipates from their form.

“Just relax, dove. Focus on the touch, that’s it,” they whisper softly, and all the crime-stopper does is obey. What other option was there?

Their eyes flit over to a flock of birds flying through the sky as the earliest rays of the sun start to show themselves, the midnight blue of the sky fading to show stripes of brilliant oranges and pinks on a pale blue canvas. They envy those birds so much, to the point that it feels as though their appearance was simply to mock the hero.

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At dinner time, they try to distract themself with the food on their plate. Chicken curry had always been their favourite. It tastes impeccable here, shame they can’t actually enjoy it.

“I know what happened yesterday was pretty overkill, but it’s because I love you. I worry about you so much, sweetness. I figured I’d bring you over here to ease things up. Feeling better?” the supervillain questioned, so awfully concerned for them. How lovely.

And just like every time, whether it was at a restaurant, the movies, wherever, Hero gives them a small smile. “Much better, thank you,” they reply in a silky voice, with an ease born of practice

The first time, they’d actually fallen for the whole apology shtick. Right now, it’s just another part of the convoluted routine of their life.

They were both such wonderful actors in a sick, twisted, little fantasy. They knew full-well it was anything but real, an illusion born of cruel lies and gift-wrapped in skillful manipulation. Entrancingly beautiful like a bouquet of belladonna but just as damningly fatal. Sweet like honey and deadly like poison.

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Forced Family

A Hero x Villain series I'll be working on! Thank you to @stillnotserious for the idea!

Part 1

Hero turned when they heard the familiar click of Villain’s boots on the rooftop concrete.

“Took you long enough,” Hero said with a smirk, “were you out fighting other heroes?”

“Wouldn’t dream of it,” Villain said, “you know you’re the only crime-fighter for me.”

Hero and Villain closed the distance between each other and embraced. Hero breathed in Villain’s familiar scent and relaxed in their hold. Their warm body soothed Hero’s naturally cold form. Who said fire and ice couldn’t mix?

“So what did you call me here for?” Hero asked.

“I want you to meet someone,” Villain said.

Villain turned Hero around so they could see a figure descend on the rooftop. Hero held in a gasp but couldn’t stop their eyes from growing wide as Supervillain approached them.

“Hello, Hero,” Supervillain said warmly, “Villain’s told me an awful lot about you.”

“…H-hi,” Hero stammered.

“Hero, this is my parent figure,” Villain explained, “they took me in when no one else would.”

Supervillain strode closer. Hero felt themselves shrinking back into Villain’s chest. Villain chuckled and put a comforting hand on Hero’s shoulder.

“There’s no need to be afraid,” Supervillain continued, “I’m not here to hurt you. Quite the opposite in fact.”

“The… the opposite?” Hero asked.

“Mhm. I’m here to bring you home as the newest member of the family.”

Wait what? Hero was just about to ask what Supervillain meant when they felt it. A prick in their neck, and the warm, comforting hand on their shoulder becoming far too hot and restricting. Hero tried to break free from Villain’s grip, but Villain turned them around and held them close.

“V-V’lin,” Hero slurred.

“Shhh, it’s alright,” Villain said, rubbing their hand up and down Hero’s back, “I knew you wouldn’t agree to this so we had to go about it another way.”

Hero’s knees buckled, Villain now being the only thing holding them up. Their vision went blurry. Hero blinked to clear it but the more they did so the harder it was to keep their eyes open. The world, which was already spinning, tilted on its axis as Villain maneuvered them into a bridal carry. Hero’s head lolled of its own accord into Villain’s chest.

“Let… leggo…”

“And leave you here on the rooftop?” Supervillain laughed, “don’t be ridiculous.”

“Don’t be scared,” Villain said soothingly, “just go to sleep. That’s it.”

Hero’s eyes fluttered shut, heavy as lead. Their thoughts turned to scrambled nonsense while they felt a gentle rocking sensation. Their breathing grew deep as the drug sucked them down. The last thing they heard was Villain’s voice.

“Welcome to the family, Hero.”

Part 2

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[whumpasaurus101]

hi !! first off, happy belated birthday !

second, idk if you remember me lol, but i had requested like 2 !yandere whumpers x a hero whumpee, not too long ago??

anyways it was amazing hajswjwja, and i was wondering if it would be possible to get a pt 2 of it?? possibly with hero getting whumper for trying to escape??

thank you!! :DD

OMG THANK YOU SMMMMM!!! YOURE SO SWEET!!! i do of course remember you!!!!! AND THANK YOU EEE IM HAPPY YOU LIKED IT!!!! IM SO SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG TO ANSWER AND IM SORRY IT ISNT GREAT, LMK IF YIOU WANT ME TO REWRITE IT OR ANYTHING <3

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cw: drugging, failed escape attempt

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It was later that day, Hero was laying against Villain’s chest, their mind somewhere else. Villain watched closely at every move. Every rise and fall of Hero’s chest. Their fingers lacing through Hero’s hair. They couldn't believe SuperVillain would ever lay a hand on their hero. Theirs, not SuperVillain’s.  

The front door opened and closed, Villain’s eyes roamed to the door of the room, half asleep. A smile pulled at their lips as they met with Villain 2’s. “Hey, my love.” 

Villain 2 shrugged off their jacket and hung it up. Hero blinked their eyes open with a sigh. They stretched before tensing, their eyes falling to the collar of Villain 2’s shirt. Blood.

They sat up quickly, “Wh-what did you do??” Villain gently shushed them, hot breath catching their ear as they subtly held the Hero closer to them, “Don't worry, love, you don't have to worry about anything for a long while.” 

Hero went to jolt up, quickly stopped as arms wrapped tighter around them, “Hush, darling, you're tired, it’s alright.”

Hero sobbed, their eyes not leaving the blood that stained the cotton. Blotching like watercolour against paper. They didn't notice the tears until Villain 2 stepped forward, cupping their cheek and wiping Hero’s cheekbone with their thumb.

Villain 2 slowly knelt down to the plush carpet, smile full of sympathy, “It's alright, all you have to focus on is us. We are all you need, sweetheart.”

Hero melted into the touch, hating themself for it, “M-’m safe here?” Villain smiled, looking up at Villain 2, “The safest. We’ve got you. We are all you need. With us, you're safe.”

Hours had passed, Hero had fallen fast asleep once more. Villain 2 hummed as they worked away in the kitchen, stirring the pasta sauce, “My love, can you give me a hand dishing up?”

“Of course!” Villain smiled, they gently rolled Hero off of them and to the couch as they stood up, tucking a pillow underneath their head, “Just a second,” They smiled, whispering to Hero before walking to Villain 2 in the kitchen. Hero blinked slowly, taking in their surroundings. Coffee table, fireplace, a tv that murmured quietly, an abstract painting which hung on the wall. 

As they rubbed their eyes, they thought for a moment. Their eyes darted around the room. No villain in sight. They felt their heartbeat fasten before they slowly stood. There was distant talking of the two villains. Hero waited a second before pacing towards the front door, their hand reached out towards the metal of the door. Freedom. They needed to ignore the villain’s words and focus on freedom.

Their fingers wrapped around the handle and-

“Where do you think you're going, dove?”

Hero tensed. There was not even a drop of kindness left in their voice. No false sense of warmth. Just anger.

“I-I-” Hero didn't even turn around to face them, they didn't want to- they couldn't. They had kept their calm until they felt Villain close in on them. Hero spun around, yelping out as they realized they were trapped between the door and the city’s worst but greatest Villain. Villain leaned in close, soaking in how the frail Hero flinched back, “I really didn't want to do this, dove, but you have left me no choice,” They cooed, the flick of their switchblade going unmissed.

Hero flinched, their head hitting the door with a wince, “Nononono-” Useless pleas flooded from their mouth as their eyes met Villain’s. “No- no, please don’t do this I-”

“Dinner’s ready, my loves,” Villain 2 smiled, two bowls in their hands. They didn't seem bothered in the slightest by the sight before them. They continued towards the table and placed the crockery down. Hero gulped hard, a tear rolling down their cheek, throat closed up. Villain paused, knife just resting beneath Hero’s chin. 

Villain took their time as they leaned in, whispering against Hero’s skin, “Oh, my little hero, do not be afraid. I’m just trying to protect you. If you go out into the big scary world, think of all the wrong and evil. But here, with us? You're safe. Now…let’s dine.”

Hero stilled at the arm that wrapped around the waist, pulling them in tight. They let Villain guide them towards the table. They sat when two heavy hands rested against their shoulders.

“So,” Villain 2 smiled, pulling their chair closer to the table as they began to eat, “Doesn’t this feel better…here….with us?” Hero gulped, unable to get rid of the lump in their throat, “Yeah-yes…” They jumped slightly as Villain cleared their throat. “Tha-thank you..”

“Well mannered and all,” Villain 2 smiled.

Hero forced themself to pick up their fork, playing around with the spaghetti, twirling some around their fork before dumping it to the other side of their bowl. Villain tutted disapprovingly, “Honestly, Hero, I thought you were more mannered than that, do not play with your food.” 

Hero’s bottom lip wobbled before they dared to speak, “I..’m not hungry.. I’m so-sorry…” Tears were spilling down their face once more, Hero could feel their cheeks darken from embarrassment. They felt so weak.

“Do you not understand how long Villain 2 took to prepare this meal for us? You could at least eat to show how grateful you are.” Hero bit their bottom lip in desperate attempt to stop it from wobbling so much as they forced the fork to their mouth. 

The food tasted bitter in their mouth but they forced themself to continue to eat, their chest heaving with a silent sob. Just think of the freedom.

On their second forkful, they felt their head tilt forward. They quickly caught themself before their head fell fully into their dinner. Villain’s head tilted, “Everything alright, dear?” Hero blushed, clenching their jaw, “M-mhm..s’rry..” Their movements felt sluggish, every word felt trapped inside their mouth as their lips moved in slow motion.

“Honey, you don’t look well,” Villain 2 cooed, making Hero blush darken, “‘m fi-fine! I-I..” Then it hit them.

Their eyes darted down to their food, the sour taste stuck in their gums. Then their eyes met the two villains’. Their stomach dropped, “Y-you didn't…” 

They went to stand up quickly but their knees buckled and in a flash they collapsed to the ground. When Hero’s eyes cracked open Villain knelt by their side, their hand stroking through Hero’s curls, “Hush, little hero, just remember this is all for your own good. We are going to protect you.”

Hero’s not sure if anymore was said, but slowly, their vision was swarmed by black dots. Villain’s voice echoing through their ears. Hero tried to drown them out with their own thoughts but it was useless.

Just think about the freedom.

[osleeplessflower2o]

writing prompt: yandere villain x hero

(feel free to use! if you don't like yandere tropes then scroll.)

"There you are, my love."

Person A sits chained in the middle of a circle of corpses, lifting their wounded head up to look at the villain who'd burst in only moments ago.

"..B?..You're here.."

B walks over to their love, lifting their chin with their hand so that they look at them, a warm smile crossing their face.

"How did you find me?.." "Darling, I'm a supervillain. I have many ways. Don't worry, I'll be taking you home now."

They unchain A, picking them up in a bridal carry.

"You killed them all like it was nothing.." "Naturally. They hurt my love, which is the most unforgivable sin.. So I acted accordingly." "It's..a little scary when you get like this."

"Like what?"

Little heart shapes are visible in the villain's eyes as they gaze down at their Darling.

[matcha-berry]

Brainrots i'll probs never write:

Supervillain x hero except they were both heroes at some point and the "hero" had accidentally killed an innocent citizen in a fit of uncontrolled powers and the "villain" took the fall for them

A story about the personifications of Seasons and Winter is a dragon and is Yandere for Spring, a fairy.

Final girl hunted by serial killers for game, but it's actually her who is doing the hunting (the killers killed her sister prior to the story and she is out for blood)

Yandere!ai robot x their very aloof and enabling creator who lets them do everything they want in the name of curiosity

Bloodthirsty siren x the daughter/son of the man that captured him

Yandere duo who thought they captured the object of their affection but they don't know that their darling is at least two steps ahead of them and is staying by their own volition

Bet between a group of friends on who can make the loser/nerd fall for them, but the loser actually guessed their game long ago and was using their attempts at wooing to their own advantage (free rides and meals? new clothes and jewelry? The latest books and game consoles? REFUSING ALL THAT IN THIS ECONOMY?)

[lolita-lollipop]

Can u do a yandere villain Hizashi story? where he just takes the reader home and just brain washes the reader into a cute lil needy darling, and for the love of it, reader is just so confused and scared that they just can’t resist all the love he’s giving them, bc who wouldn’t want a villain pro hero to tell them how much they need them in their life, and how they’re, THEIR, biggest, most loving hostage hero.

YANDERE VILLAIN HIZASHI X FEM READER

You weren’t doing anything out of the ordinary when he snatched you up, just walking home from a long shift at the flower shop, a random stranger had walked past you, and you hadn’t thought anything of it, that is until they wrapped their arms around your waist. You tried to grab your pepper spray out of your bag,you always kept it on you for situations exactly like this, but failed when they beat you to it, unhooking the purse from your shoulder and discarding it.

You struggled as hard as you could, crying and trying to break out of their grip, a strong sense of fear overwhelmed the entirety of your body when you saw him reach into his pocket, pulling out a large square of material. You aimed to kick their crotch, either male or female, it would hurt if you hit hard enough.

Then the silk cloth was pressed against your face, and you started screaming, kicking at whatever you could hit, then a soft humming met your ears, and the black spots started to evade your peripheral vision, then before you could do anything, you fell asleep.

———

When you woke up, it was in a full panic. And you didn’t even know why, usually you are a pretty level headed person, but right now you just feel so scared, terrified even, panic seared through Your veins. You looked around the room, finally taking into account the man who’s lap you were laying over right now, he cooed at your sleepy face.

“Look who’s finally awake! Little sleepyhead, I thought you would sleep forever!” He giggled, pushing apiece of your hair behind your ear. You squirmed, trying to push yourself out of his lap, to no avail though, as he had a strong grip. Your breathing was shallow as you squirmed and while in his arms, small tears left your eyes, you could do nothing right now, your quirk was litterally jsut making flowers bloom, it would not help at all. You were at this mans will, you were helpless.

“G-get off of me! Let go!” You yelled, kicking your feet at him, your crying had turned into sobbing by now, and you were trying to punch at his chest. Your hands were still weak and it did no damage at all, but it still comforted you a bit, knowing you could fight bakc at least a little. He took hold of your hands, hushing you and bouncing his leg. That’s when you recognized his face from the news, he was THE hizashi yamada, one of the most wanted villains in all of Japan right now, labeled as a supervillain. This did nothing to soothe your panic, and now you were really scared.

“I’m sorry I scared you, oh don’t cry, please don’t cry. I promise I won’t hurt you, I would never hurt you, I swear” he repeated , rocking you back and forth, he bent down, planting a kiss on the center of your forehead. you just stared back up at him in confusion. After a moments pause, your head went fuzzy for a long moment , and a sharp pain rang through your head, you latched onto his shirt and shoved your face in his chest, trying to make it stop, when it did, you just stayed there, scared it would come back.

“A-ah” a cry left your lips at the jolting pain. He gave a smile, wrapping his own arms around you, rubbing slow circles in your bakc as if he’d known you for a long time, he started humming again, the same exact tune. You looked back up at him with tearful eyes, meeting his, you whimpered as the pain rang through your head once again, he hushed you, comforting you to the best of his ability

Then, You blacked out, for the second Time that day.

———

Your life only got weirder from there, this man was so nice, it was almost unnatural how caring he acted towards you. It goes to a point where now you feel upset when he isn’t doting on you, which sounds really spoiled and rude, but it’s true, and it doesn’t make much sense. Only about 4 or 5 months have passed of your “new life” as he calls it, most of your day is spent with him, reading or playing with little potted plants. You can’t really do much else, or he seats your hand and tells you to sit with him in his lap.

It was embarrassing how much you had learned to rely on him, you hated the fact that you felt like you couldn’t do anything by yourself anymore, you used to cook all your meals, he did that for you, and fed you, you used to wake up at 5:00 to go to work and get ready, he makes you sleep till 9:00 so you “wouldn’t be grumpy”. He makes you rely on him and he knows it, you feel like you can’t do anything by yourself.

He showed that he would actually never lay ahem to you, and in fact loved you. He really did show you, from outright telling you, to sitting you in his lap and cooing about how helpless you are, and how much you need him in your life to take care of you. He has made it very clear that he’s saved you from that boring old life you used to live, and that he’s your hero. He is your hero right?

When he leaves, you miss him. You miss how he litters kisses across your face, you miss how he picks you up and swings you around, you miss how he wraps his arms around you and holds you close to his chest, you miss him. Which is so strange, he kidnapped you right? Why do you love him so much? You just felt so empty when he was gone, you have to sit down and hold one of the cats to calm down. When he comes home and sits in his office, or with you, you just need him.

It S c a r e s you how much you need him

This is one of those times. He had been gone half the day, much longer than usual, which worried you thoroughly. When he had finally returned home he went straight to his office, leaving you with an aloe plant, a cat, and a kiss on the forehead. He looked angry though, which made you even more worried.

So you made your way into his Katherine office, a blanket in hand, and the cat following close behind. You peeped into the doorway, looking for him sitting in his leather chair, which he was,‘with a glass of some strong alcohol in his hand. When he spotte your little head peeking through the doorway, he smiled warmly, taking in the full view of how cute you are.

“Ah, there you are! Is ther something you need? I can get us some food to eat if you want?” He questioned, propping his head in the palm of his hand, the glass was long discarded, and his entire focus was on you now. You stared at your feet in embarrassment, contemplating what to say.

“Uh-uhm no… hizashi?” You gave a little question, visibly flustered, you rieiddled your thumbs under the oversized hoodie of his you were wearing. He just sat there in amusement, giving a small “yes?” wondering what his little Y/n was on about now.

“Can I- can I give you a hug please?” You timidly asked, meeting his eyes as a wide smile spread all the way across his face, immediately his heart melted, he puke give you a million hugs and still never feel satisfied. The man almost burts of excitement the moment that the question was asked, you were just irresistible in your little horror, all flustered like taht, just. So. Adorable.

“That’s all you wanted to ask? Of course you can give me a hug! Cmere honey” he practically purred out, splaying his arms out for you to come into them. Immediately you ran straight towards his office chair, your bare feet making little tapping noises across the wood floor. You jumped straight into them, pushing your face into the crook of his neck, you latched your legs round his torso, hugging him close to you. The two of you stayed int hsk position for a while, just sitting there cuddling for both of your comforts sake. He laid long strokes down your neck, shushing you every now and then.

“Are you okay now, you looked mad” you muttered, meeting his eyesight.he stared back, patting your back ever so slightly.

“Yeah, I am now that you’re here” he warmly smiled, knowing that all these months have finally paid off. clutching you close to his chest, he sighed in pure bliss, this was enough to mark him happy for the rest of his life, you, this little thing that needs help, and him, someone who’s willing to give it. One thing’s for sure, he’s always going to be there for you, he’ll always stay to hold your hand, he’ll always let you give him big hugs

He’ll always be your hero

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Forced Family- Part 6

Part 5

Hero collapsed on the hotel bed. They had been up for over eighteen hours. No matter what they tried, they hadn’t been able to sleep on the flight. They weren’t sure if that was because of the altitude or their own worry, but it didn’t matter now. Hero quickly drifted off before they could think about showering or changing into sleepwear.

Hero was back on the rooftop with Villain. Villain was holding them close, their familiar warmth enveloping them.

“Why don’t you love me anymore, Hero?” Villain asked sadly, stroking Hero’s hair.

Hero froze in place, Villain’s touch no longer comforting, but suffocating. They tried to push Villain away, but they held them fast.

“Let me go!” Hero cried, but their voice barely rose above a whisper.

The rooftop erupted in flames, engulfing the pair.

“Come back with me,” Villain said, their voice echoing over the blaze, “I love you, hero.”

The fire was just about to consume them when Hero bolted upright in bed with a shout. They panted, cold sweat making their clothes cling to them. They looked around the room and breathed a sigh of relief. No one was here, it was just a nightmare. Just a nightmare. Hero got up to get a drink of water. They didn’t want to go back to sleep straight away. Out of the corner of their eye, they saw a shadow move. Hero froze.

Hero quietly formed two ice shards, approaching the spot where the shadow moved. They were just about to pull back the curtain when a weight barreled into them, pinning them to the floor.

“I got them!” Sidekick whisper-shouted.

Hero knew it wasn’t very heroic, but they opened their mouth to scream. Hopefully someone would hear them and- too late. Sidekick stuffed a cloth in their mouth at rapid speed and before they knew it, the gag had been secured with several layers of industrial tape wrapped around their head.

“MMM!” Hero tried.

Hero shot beams of ice upward, launching Sidekick off of them. They bolted to the door, but Villain blocked their exit.

“Hero, calm down!” Villain whisper-hissed.

Hero stared with wide, fearful eyes. They shot another beam of ice, which Villain easily melted with a shield of fire. Hero glanced at the window. It was their only chance. They made a beeline for it, but Supervillain appeared in the fire escape.

“Hero, stop,” they said sternly.

Hero glanced wildly around the room as the criminal family closed in around them. They shot a blast of ice in a wide arc, but Villain melted it with a counter-attack. Hero began to hyperventilate. Not again, they couldn’t go back, they couldn’t. They were cornered, they didn’t know what to do.

A sharp pinch in their neck told them they had lost. Hero screamed into the gag, falling to the floor on their knees. They sobbed and cried, holding their hands over their eyes. Villain approached them slowly, crouching down next to them.

“Hero,” they said quietly, “it’s okay- it’s all going to be okay.”

Hero shook their head as their mind and body started to slow down.

“Mm…” they sniffled.

Hero collapsed on the floor, unable to remain kneeling. Villain caught them and held them close.

“Shh,” they soothed, “we’re going home. Just sleep, we’ll take care of everything.”

Against their attempts to fight it, Hero quickly drifted off in Villain’s arms. Supervillain lifted Hero’s suitcase and led the family out of the hotel room. They’d be home soon.

Part 7

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Forced Family- Part 4

Part 3

Hero remained mildly sedated for the next few days. Villain wheeled them around the estate, going into each room so Hero could see. Villain fed them all of their meals; Hero had tried to resist at first, but being so out of it made it easy for Villain to push the food past their lips and coax them into swallowing. When that wouldn’t work, Villain would offer for Supervillain to try, and then Hero would quickly comply.

“Good job,” Villain would praise.

When it wasn’t a mealtime, Hero was placed on the couch in the living room, where Villain would hold them while Supervillain sat next to them. Villain would put on a movie, always one of Hero’s favorites, and Supervillain would run their hand through Hero’s hair.

“No need to be afraid,” Supervillain would say.

Sidekick would zip in and out all day, stopping to tell Hero about their training or their latest criminal exploits. Sidekick would share their snacks and show them funny videos on their phone.

After ages of falling asleep and waking up freshly drugged, Hero opened their eyes and felt… alert? They looked down at their body and saw that they weren’t restrained in any way. They sat up in bed, puzzled. There was a knock on their door, and Supervillain entered.

“Hey there,” they said gently, “How do you feel?”

Hero gulped.

“F-fine,” they answered.

Supervillain smiled.

“Good,” they said, “you’d been punished enough. Won’t you come down for breakfast? Villain’s making your favorite.”

Hero gingerly climbed out of bed. They approached Supervillain and let themselves be led down to the kitchen. Villain was making chocolate chip pancakes topped with whipped cream.

“Hero,” they said brightly, “come sit down!”

Hero sat down at the kitchen table. Villain set a plate of pancakes in front of them. Hero didn’t feel like eating, but they picked up their fork anyway and took a bite. The pancakes were delicious, just like Villain had always made them. Hero ate slowly while Villain watched them.

“Thank you,” Hero said quietly.

“Of course,” Villain said, “you know I love cooking for you.”

Sidekick sped into the room in the blink of an eye.

“Hey, you’re awake awake,” Sidekick said, “awesome!”

Sidekick poured themselves a glass of lemonade and stuck a popsicle stick in it. They handed it to Hero.

“Can you freeze this?” they asked.

Hero nodded numbly, letting the cold seep out of their hands and into Sidekick’s drink. It was frozen in seconds.

“Awesome!” Sidekick beamed.

They took the frozen treat out of the glass and began to eat it. Hero finished their pancakes and sat there, expressionless. Supervillain sat down next to them.

“You seem to have accepted your position,” Supervillain said, “that’s good… Sidekick, Villain, and I are planning on heading out today. Henchman will keep an eye on you.”

Henchman waved from their spot by the sink. When everyone finished their breakfast, the three criminals headed out, leaving Hero alone in the kitchen with Henchman. Henchman sat down next to Hero.

“Listen to me very carefully,” Henchman said in a hushed tone, “I need your full cooperation if I’m going to get you out of here.”

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Hero Darling- Part 2

Part 1

Hero skated through the city with their powers, leaving a little trail of ice behind them. It started to snow, and Hero smiled as they caught snowflakes on their tongue. Suddenly, Hero stood on a frozen lake. Children laughed and beckoned Hero to skate with them. Hero was just about to join them when their eyes fluttered open. They saw the canopy covering the top of the four-poster bed, and they felt leather digging into their skin.

Oh.

Hero and Villain clashed on the rooftop, Hero's ice shattering against Villain's electricity. Hero cried out as a strong bolt hit them in the side. They crumpled to the ground, twitching and spasming.

"And here I thought you'd prove a challenge, the way the other criminals talk about you."

Villain stalked closer. Hero began to push themselves off the ground when Villain hit them with another bolt.

"Gah!"

"They all said to stay away from you," Villain cackled, stalking closer, "but what do I have to fear from- AUGH!"

Villain's body erupted in flames as a fireball hit them squarely in the back. Villain screamed in agony, trying in vain to extinguish themselves. Hero looked up to see Supervillain, who sent two more fireballs at Villain's writhing form.

"You should've listened to the others," Supervillain said, landing on the rooftop, "they did warn you not to touch them."

Villain's screams died down as they quickly lost consciousness. Supervillain stepped over their body, stalking closer to Hero. Hero watched helplessly with wide eyes. Supervillain crouched down and cupped their face, eliciting a hard flinch from Hero.

"Don't be afraid, Hero," Supervillain said softly, "I won't hurt you."

Hero tried again to push themselves up, but began to crash back down. Supervillain caught them before they could get hurt and lowered them down slowly.

"I don't want to fight you, darling," Supervillain said, "I just want you."

"W-what?"

"Shhh," Supervillain soothed, "I've let you have your fun, but it's time to bring you home now."

Hero's heart was racing. Before they could protest, there was a sharp pinch in their neck. Supervillain carded a hand through Hero's hair. Hero tried to speak, but their tongue felt heavy in their mouth. They blinked slowly and their thoughts slowed to a crawl as they drifted off.

More tears streamed down Hero's face as the memories flooded back. They tried to keep their sobs quiet lest Supervillain should hear them. Hero's tears slowed as they drifted between wakefulness and sleep.

...

Supervillain jumped out of the inferno and tackled Hero to the ground. Their touch burned white-hot and Hero cried out in pain.

"You're mine, and you always will be. Mine, mine, mine..."

Hero bolted upright in bed with a scream, Supervillain's voice still echoing in their head. Footsteps thundered outside their room, and the door swung open to reveal their captor themselves.

"Darling, what's wrong?" Supervillain asked, their features etched with worry.

Hero looked at them with tearful eyes.

"N-nothing," they said in a quiet voice.

Supervillain's features softened; they strode over to Hero's bedside and sat down.

"A nightmare?" they prompted.

Hero nodded hesitantly.

"About me?"

Hero looked away. Supervillain sighed.

"They'll go away soon, my little Hero."

Supervillain reached out to hold Hero, but they flinched, which was impressive considering their restraints. Supervillain's face fell.

"Darling, how many times are we going to talk about the flinching?" Supervillain asked, "I need you to be good for me."

The master criminal procured a syringe. Hero's eyes widened and they shook their head quickly.

"N-no, wait-"

"This is the only way you'll behave," Supervillain said, depositing the contents into Hero's system, "there now, it's going to be alright."

Hero choked on a sob as the room became blurry. Whether it was from unshed tears or the drugs was hard to say.

"Oh, darling."

Supervillain pulled Hero into their lap. Hero was becoming far too out of it to flinch. Their head lolled against Supervillain's chest. Hero's last lucid thought before the drugs took full effect was that they needed to play along, or they were never getting out of here.

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Hero Darling

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3

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do you have a masterlist?

Ps.Love your writing!!

Thank you anon!!! ❤❤Now, I didn't have a masterlist until now, but here ya go.

Edit: I fixed it because I've finally got the hang of hyperlinks. This is everything I ever wrote here and I might update it every once in a while.

Note: The prompts don't all have the titles I wrote here, they're titled after numbers, the titles here are just based on themes.

P.S: You guys can use anything I've tagged as a prompt, as in continue it even if I've done a continuation, write smth based on it or a prompt fill for my short prompts. Please just tag me if you do! But the fragments of my story are NOT for use in anyway. Anything tagged as 'NOT A PROMPT' shouldn't be used please. I love reblogs sm, but NO reposts please!

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Main Taglist

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Prompts W/Superpowers

Mind Reading (Emotional angst)

Mind Reading Pt.2 (comfort in a way)

Wind + Geokinesis (Emotional angst mostly, a little comfort)

Fire vs. Ice (humour, found family)

Lightning + Shape-shifting (dark(er) humour)

Captured (angst, mysterious-ish)

Flying +W/ Powers x Powerless (humour, fight scene)

Difficult Past/Present (Angst)

Parents? (emotional angst, a little comfort)

When They Don't Care (humour and angst somehow)

Never Enough (family angst w/some comfort)

Sequel to Never Enough (more family angst w/some comfort

Together (mysterious, a little bit of whump, implied comfort)

Stars in a Pitch Black Sky (angst then sweet fluff)

Light after Dark (slightly whumpy angst that ends in romance)

Misunderstandings (ah yes, another angsty fic that ends in romance, f/m)

Second Chance (rich hero x poor villain)

How Many Lies on the Road to Truth? (mysterious, moral greyness, a hint of romance)

How Many Lies on the Road to Truth, Part 2

How Many Lies on the Road to Truth, Part 3

Maybe Romantic

Touch-starved (married hero x villain)

Dance with me? (not actually me, the characters, lol)

Yes, I Even Made This One Angsty

When It Gets Too Much

When It Gets Too Much Pt.2

Speechless (Cocky hero x flustered villain)

Turning Tables (Flirty villain x even flirtier hero)

Tied Together (Married hero x villain again)

Romance Your Demons

Somewhere Beyond the Ashes (angsty at first, f/m)

Intoxicating Love (villain gets hero drunk)

Love & Blood (Vampire hero x human villain, f/m)

Reborn (Vampire villain x human hero, pretty flirty)

Bloody Love Letter (f!villain /m!civilian, flirty, confession)

Why Do You Hesitate? (f!hero/m!villain, slightly angsty but sweet confession fic)

I Messed Around with Whump

Mystery

Now with a Vampire (dw, they don't sparkle)

Supervillains Are the Worst

Supervillains Still Suck (the previous one's Sequel)

Change

Change Pt.2

Change Pt.3

Change Pt.4

Loss

Loss Pt.2

Reluctance

Revenge (what it says on the label, not a prompt!)

Relentless (Team Leader whump)

Poisoned Honey (Yandere supervillain x hero darling)

Reversed Power (Villain x civilian)

Under His Wing (Found family, grumpy villain accidentally gets a surrogate younger brother)

Burning Up (sickfic, f/m)

Rescue of Convenience (Morally grey vigilante rescues beat-up villain with the craziest trust issues)

Rescue of Convenience Part 2

Your Rather Irritating Frenemy (Fluff & humour)

Why Are You Here?

Let's End All Essays

Tired?

New Year's

Someone Close By

Fragments of a Book Series I'm NOT Running Away From (No)

Heart In My Teeth (Angst, fear)

Thunderstorms (Fluffy-ish)

I Do Not Believe in Giving Up (Angsty fight scene)

I Do Not Believe in Giving Up, Part 2 (manipulative hero lies to survive x villain)

Reverie (Angsty, mental health stuff)

Liar (posted from my non-writing sideblog, don't ask why)

Why I Hide

Last Line Tag (technically snippet)

Short Prompts

Death or Lack Thereof

Short-circuiting

Espressos and Destruction

Ambiguity

You (rich villain x tired hero)

In the Shadows (Mystery, loneliness)

Ruin

Alliance of Convenience (fake dating, scary hero, flirtationssss???)

Love with All the Stakes

More Truth than Lie

For me, mon amour?

Even Stone Can Change

The World Will Be Ours (villain x villain)

Prompt Fills

When Only Shadows Remain (sneak peak at an h x v series I plan to write)

Not Always Vengeance (Whumpy, but mostly angsty, rescue)

Not Hero X Villain Masterlist

An Ungodly Amount of Starters I Just Made Up Now

Angsty

"So it was all a lie?"

"Sorry? If you kill someone, does saying sorry to their corpse bring them back?"

"I'm used to being walked out on. What difference does it make if one more person does it?"

"Well, I'm sorry that I didn't put you first for ONCE in my life!"

"You say 'love' but do you even know what that word means?"

Fluffy

"You, me, movie marathon. And no, that is not a question."

"I don't think it's fair that anyone gets to be that cute, to the point that they can get away with all sorts of crap!"

"If you won't take care of yourself, I will!"

"How could someone see you, and just resist cuddling you?"

"This is nice and all, but I need to go to the bathroom. So, can you please get off my lap? Please?"

Goofy Villain

"Can you please die faster?"

"Do I look like a guy with a plan?"

"No, you look like an idiot without one. And yes, I know you're quoting Dark Knight."

"Now, I'd narrate my tragic backstory to you, but I'm too lazy."

"Yeah, and what are you going to defeat me with? The power of friendship?"

"I'd really do the 'join me and we could be great speech', but you're an annoying, little brat so I'm just gonna go back to trying to kill you, hm?"

Confession starters

"I'm no good with the, ya know, emotional stuff. But I don't want to imagine a world where you don't exist in my life. I love you."

"The way I love you is how fire loves destruction and how a drowning person loves a lifeline. Ths greatest poet on Earth could not string together enough words to describe the feelings I have for you."

"Here goes. Every. Single. Thing. I love you."

"Goddamn it, I love you!"

"I want you to be mine, if you would agree to let me be yours."