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The scientist shivered against the cold breeze of the air-conditioned laboratory, their white coat was barely enough to keep the hairs on their arms from standing on end.

Just a few more hours and then they could sleep. That’s all they had to keep telling themselves.

Keys jingling in the doorway spooked them out of their stupor, shooting to their feet and away from their work. At the entrance stood Villain, backlit by the bright hallway lights streaming behind them and into the lab.

Scientist could feel the sweat beading on their forehead when a moment ago they were fighting the frigid air. Villain’s presence always seemed to have that effect on them.

“You can leave now, you know? You don’t have to stay here.”

I won’t keep you here. Is what they truly meant, but phrasing it like the scientist had a say in the matter made them feel a little bit better.

Both of their gazes fell to the chain that had recently come off the scientist’s ankle. When the villain had first kidnapped them two months ago, they weren’t even allowed to leave their chair. Now, however, the villain was practically inviting them to leave.

“T-That, um, new poison you wanted? It’s almost done, I just need a few more hours tonight—”

“I won’t kill you.” The villain raised an eyebrow, gaze piercing through the researcher in front of them, picking them apart piece by piece, layer by layer. “If that’s what you’re worried about.”

Scientist swallowed, it was loud enough that their gulp could be heard bouncing off the thin walls of their workshop. “I-I thought you wanted this poison done by tomorrow for your big fight with Hero.”

The criminal took a step towards the other, dragging a finger down the edge of their work table as they did. “That poison was just a thought—a rough draft. It’s not even supposed to exist, it shouldn’t even be possible.”

They were standing almost nose-to-nose now, the scientist could feel the villain’s minty breath ghosting the bow of their bottom lip, which they bit down on to try and stop it from shuddering. Something about the villain’s eyes stole the breath from their lungs, something about their tactile fingers always seemed to catch their wandering attention.

Something about the villain was in itself completely mesmerizing.

“Go home, Scientist. You have people waiting for you, you have a family, friends, even the police still scour the city for a clue to your whereabouts.”

Wrong, the villain was terribly wrong. They had no one to go back to, no home, no spouse, no kids, no friends, no coworkers. And the police had ended their search three weeks ago, they had seen the delcaration on the news headline.

Scientist didn’t exist anymore. They didn’t exist anywhere outside of this very lab.

Villain cupped the researcher’s hands in their own, taking them gently and holding them firmly. “Go home.”

If their stomach wasn’t exploding with butterflies, Scientist probably would’ve bolted for the exit the second the chain had come off. Instead, they were frozen to the spot, lost in the eyes of the city’s top criminal, and silently begging to never have to leave their side. As their colleague or as their partner in crime, Scientist simply craved the attention, the praise, that came effortlessly from the villain’s mouth at the sight of the scientist’s work.

They had worked many jobs throughout their various degrees, yet nobody flattered the scientist like Villain did.

Truthfully, it was intoxicating. Scientist never wanted it to stop—even if it meant working for the ‘bad guys’.

“Just let m-me finish this for you— please.”

“I don’t want a peace offering, I’m already setting you free. No strings attached.” The criminal shrugged, letting go of the researcher’s hands and pushing their own into their pockets.

Scientist was crudely greeted by the cold air on their skin once more, but they did their best not to show their disappointment. “I-It’s not that—”

“Then what is it? Because I can’t have you stay here any longer without a proper excuse.”

The scientist always hated when people got stern with them, still they managed to mask their wince of fear and carry on, the words sticking to their throat. They had reasoning, but it was still up to the villain to decide if they would accept it or not.

One deep breath and two seconds of solid eye contact and the researcher felt like they were going to pass out from the stress. Their whole body was drenched in sweat, maybe the villain could kill them to save them from this embarrassment. On the other hand, maybe the villain would say yes.

“Villain.” Another deep breath. “I want to work with you.”

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Kichen 2Point0 - Part 2

The 43 piece second half of the KICHEN 2Point0 focuses on appliances and clutter for your kitchens.

Of course its also time for another trip down memory lane, to revisit the original Kichen & how it links back to this current iteration. All the items apart from the Wishboner chair have been completely new ideas and meshes, however we wanted to try and capture some of our favourite elements from the original and reimagine them in our current styles. Way back in 2019 Harrie wasn't yet experienced in making new meshes from scratch (Fun fact: The dining table included in the original Kichen was her first ever from scratch mesh!), so a lot of the clutter items were mesh edits of EA items. For our first few collaborations we would actually explore all of the EA items that we felt would fit into our theme, but with the Kichen 2Point0 we made all of the clutter items from scratch. It was so important for us to include new essential clutter pieces in this set as even to this day we will often gravitate towards those original clutter items when building & we still spot them in many of your builds too! (edited)

We have tried to cover all of the appliances you would need to bring this kitchen to life. Of course with new EA functional items being added with new pack releases we were also long overdue a small appliance refresh that we haven't had in any of our other set releases. Highlights include the functional kettle (requires For Rent EP) & the mixer (requires Home Chef Hustle SP), but of course we have also included decorative versions for those of you that don't have those packs.

Majority of the items are Base Game compatible with the exception of the Mixer & kettle as mentioned above and can be found by searching the B/B catalogue using the keyword 2Point0. As the items are designed for both of our current sets they will also show up when you search using the keywords KLEAN or SOHO

We really can't wait to see what you do with the new items and how you bring them all to life in your game. As always we would love you to tag us in your builds on social media.

Set items include:

High Oven

Low Oven (2 counter height options)

Low Gas Stove (2 counter height options)

Low Induction Stove (2 counter height options)

Induction Hob

Gas Hob

Dishwasher (2 counter height options)

Fridge

Coffee Machine

Kettle (functional & decorative)

Food Mixer (functional & decorative)

Mixer Bowls

Toaster

Pot & Pans

Large Plates

Small Plates

Bowls

Cups

Glasses

Pantry (open)

Pantry (closed)

Double Pantry

Available Now on Patreon Early Access

Public Release: 7th July

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hi! i love your writing!!!! would you like to write about a hero who went undercover at the villain’s base and they fell in love? maybe they’re afraid that the villain will torture them for information after finding out their identity, but in reality the villain is still in love and possessive of them?

Hero's hands twitch at their sides, a sweat starting to bead on their face. They try swallowing, anxiety making their mouth dry. Villain has been quiet for several minutes now, brow pinched together.

Staring at the evidence that exposes Hero's betrayal, the proof of their undercover mission, their face is unreadable. Finally, after what seems an eternity, they speak.

"You've been working against me this whole time." Villain's voice is tight, like a cord ready to snap.

Hero's heart lurches, pulse drumming in their ears and fear making their knees wobble. What would come next, now that their secret was revealed? Torture? Imagining all the ways Villain could inflict pain upon them, making them spill their secrets made Hero shake even more. Death is certainty. Villain would not forgive this.

"I- this isn't- I wasn't..." Hero fails to find the right words, floundering now as they try and steady their voice.

Villain looks them directly on now, and Hero finds the pain in their face, the anger, to be more cutting than they ever imagined.

"Was the...was the way you looked at me fake too? The way you spoke with me, the way you'd let your touch, your gaze linger." Villain speaks with a fire in their voice now, eyes steel, "Was that all fake? Apart of your mission? To make me think you felt something for me."

Flushing hot at the accusation, Hero is quick to defend themselves, throwing their hands up as they try to reason.

"No! Of course not! That...that wasn't part of my mission." Hero speaks now with less fear, emboldened as they speak only the truth.

"I wasn't supposed to develop feelings...but I did." They find Villain's eyes watching them with an indiscernible emotion as they continue. "I won't lie and pretend I wasn't undercover, but how I felt about you wasn't fake."

Hero's cheeks feel warm, as they realize they're admitting their feelings now. To a villain who's likely to torture them any minute now, no less.

Stepping closer now, backing them up against the wall, Villain is silent for several moments. They reach up, grabbing Hero's wrists as they exam their face for any falsehoods.

"You truly have feelings towards me?" Villain finally asks. Hero nods mutely, not breaking eye contact. They feel their heart racing as Villain steps closer.

Villain pulls them by the wrists, reaching for their own belt and quickly binding their arms with a pair of cuffs. Hero has no time to react, and immediately feels their panic rising. Oh no, this must be where the torture starts. The roaring of their own heart is so loud in their ears they almost miss what Villain says next.

"You obviously can't be trusted around secret information anymore, or the weapons room, for that matter. I'll have to keep you in one of my rooms." Villain muses, as they pull Hero along now, not letting them drag their feet.

"...What?" They don't understand what they mean by this. Villain snorts, rolling their eyes.

"Well I'm not letting you go, obviously. Even if wasn't worried about you taking secret info back to the enemy side, I want to keep you here." Villain's voice is lighter now than from when they first discovered their betrayal.

Hero gulps, looking back up at them. "You're not going to torture me?" They ask hesitantly.

Villain barks out a laugh. It's a rough and warm sound, and it makes Hero feel even more weak.

"Of course not. I'm going to keep you here, I'll make sure you're comfortable, but I'll be damned if I'll let you leave me now."

"I don't understand...why?"

Villain pulls them closer by their bound wrists, their chests nearly pressed together now. Hero can feel their breath across their cheek, lips inches away.

"I'll let you in on another secret, my lovely little spy," Villain begins, voice barely above a whisper now. "I've come to love you, too."

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A gentle reminder to all aces that you're not only valid but that it's a spectrum.

You're not less valid or less 'broken' if you enjoy the feeling of it.

Happy international asexuality day!!!

Happy International Asexuality Day!! 🖤🩶🤍💜

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Chance

Part Two

Villain coughed as they pulled themself out of the wreckage. The wreckage the heroes caused, but would surely be blamed on them in tomorrow's news. Their knees gave out immediately the first time they tried to stand, pain went shooting through their side.

Sitting on the ground, they surveyed the damage. There was a gruesome gash on their side, probably caused by the broken chunks of stone ceiling they had been buried under. Their ribs were probably fractured, if not broken.

Carefully, ever so carefully, they managed to stand up. With a hand clutching their side they started limping in the vague direction of their base, planning to get home, do the bare minimum required to treat their wounds and pass out.

And that's when they heard it.

Crying. A baby crying. It sounded close. Too close.

It only took a minute or two of looking around to find the source of the sound. It was a struggle to lift the debris given the state they were in, but Villain managed. It was in fact a baby, and probably the only reason it had survived was because who Villain assumed to be its mother had used herself to shield it. They frowned at the sight. Another causality caused by heroes' disregard for civilians. This too, would probably be blamed on them.

Villain wasn't sure what to do. They couldn't take the child in somewhere, they'd be arrested on the spot. And they couldn't leave it here either, who knows when someone would come back to clean up the mess. It wouldn't survive here on its own.

They really only had one option.

"Uh, hey there, little buddy." the Villain said awkwardly as they tried to scoop the wailing baby up into their injured arms. "could you maybe, uh, stop crying? Please? It's a long walk back to my house and I'd rather not draw attention..."

Unsurprisingly, the baby did not comply.

They frowned but didn't know what else to do. What they did know was if they stood here much longer their legs were gonna give out again. So they began the slow, and painful, trek home.

Eventually, the baby did stop crying. Perhaps it just exhausted itself. Whatever the reason, Villain was grateful. By the time they made it home the baby had fallen asleep. They laid it down on the sofa and dragged themself to the bathroom to deal with the gash in their side, the rest could wait until they rested.

When they came back, the baby was awake and crying again. They gathered it into their arms and sunk into the couch. "....Sorry about your mom little guy. The heroes are pretty reckless."

They could feel themself getting closer to passing out. "You're lucky I found you, though it was purely by chance....Chance, huh? That seems like a pretty good name for you."

Their eyelids slipped closed as they fell asleep with the baby in their arms and mumbled. "Welcome to the dark side, Chance."

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Vampire hero x flirty villain but it’s HEAT SEASON *disappears*

“Shit, you’re a mess.” The villain crossed their arms in front of their chest and tilted their head, clearly amused.

“Yeah, listen…” The hero took in a deep breath. It was worse when they spent time with the villain, it always got worse too. Usually, they would hook up with a stranger but that simply didn’t satisfy them anymore.

The hero didn’t know what was wrong with them, they’d been “alive” for long enough now, they had dealt with this several times and had never had any problems. However, that had changed. And the hero hated change.

“You’re not sick, are you?” The villain took a step towards them. Slowly, they came closer and closer.

“No…no, I’m fine, I…hey, let’s just fight, okay?”

“You seem a little distracted.”

“I’m not.”

“Honey, you’re looking at everything I have to offer except for my pretty face.” The villain was in front of them now and the hero tried to keep their eyes on the villain’s. “I’ve done a little bit of research on vampires. Either you’re starving or…”

The hero grabbed their hand.

“Don’t say it.”

The villain’s smirk widened.

“Why not?”

“It’s embarrassing.”

“It doesn’t have to be,” the villain said. Their fingers traced the hero’s jawline. “You don’t have to be embarrassed, darling. It’s only natural, isn’t it?”

“Yes, but…” the hero began. They couldn’t control their thoughts, couldn’t control the daydreams about what they’d do with the villain.

They used to think this was a good thing, a pleasurable thing. But it had turned into a curse, had turned into a bottomless pit.

Deep down, the hero feared they had fallen for the villain. They feared they couldn’t be satisfied without them.

“Honey…” the villain said. They were everything the hero wanted in a partner. Intelligent, protective, flirty. They’d known each other for a while now. “You can’t fight in a state like this. I’ll end up on top of you and we’d reach the same outcome.”

The hero squeezed their eyes shut, trying to ignore their criminal libido. They hadn’t even thought about their actions. It was as if their body had carried them through the streets and to the villain’s apartment.

“I can’t ask that of you, it’s not right.” The hero grabbed the villain’s shoulder in search for something to stabilise them. They could feel their pulse banging in their ears.

“But I was the one suggesting it.” The villain caught the shell of the hero’s ear with their teeth softly. They bit down but released them just as quickly when the hero let out a quiet moan. “And you came to me…”

The hero was quiet. They touched the villain’s neck and caressed it, losing themselves to the feeling of someone actually caring about them.

“I can’t always control myself,” the hero whispered. “The biting or sometimes scratching, I can’t—”

“Hmmm,” the villain hummed and the hero was surprised to see a satisfied smile glued to their face. “I’m into that. So, don’t hold back, got it?”

“Are you sure you—?”

“If you’re really desperate we can do it on my desk, right here,” the villain suggested. They pressed the hero’s hips against the table and the hero could only attempt to whisper the villain’s name when they pressed their knee between the hero’s thighs. “What do you think?”

The hero didn’t know if they wanted to bite or devour the villain. Probably both.

“Y-yes, here is totally fine.”

“What a good vampire you are, hm?” the villain whispered against their ear. Their hand crawled up the hero’s thigh, slowly, agonisingly. “Three taps if it’s too much for you. You choose a safe word.”

The hero nodded.

“What do you want in return? Money? Information?”

“In return,” the villain said, their fingers playing with the hero’s underwear, “I want you to beg for it.”

Thus their affair began.

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“Please, Villain—” the hero struggled, wrists cuffed behind their back by their very own power suppressors. “T-This, this is humiliating—”

The villain on the other hand looked far too cheery for a criminal only two steps away from their nemesis. Their smile was radiant and they were practically bouncing off the balls of their feet.

“Maybe you should have considered that before you came to me for my help~” They announced, almost licking their lips watching their new prisoner wriggle helplessly on the floor beneath them.

Hero blushed and then stuttered, “I didn’t think you were going to do all this—”

Villain closed the gap between the pair, taking an extra step in order to press their heel into the small of the hero’s back. Effectively pushing them back down into the grime of the alley street.

“Sweetheart, I’m a villain. You’re the one who begged me to kidnap you for a week so you could take a paid vacation, not I. Did you really think I wasn’t going to take advantage of this opportunity?”

The crime-stopper huffed, blowing up some dust from their spot against the floor. “Well, I at least thought you’d be a bit kinder about it.”

The villain almost burst out laughing, it was clear that this whole thing was just a big joke to them. Not so much so to the hero, considering they only got four vacation days a year and could hardly keep from burning out. But maybe the change of scenery would be good for them.

They knew the villain wouldn’t kill them or horribly injure them—in fact, the hero considered the two of them almost friends at this point. All Hero wanted was a few days of peace and quiet, and what better way to get that than to stage a kidnapping?

“You really are as dumb as they say. I mean, you just handed yourself to me on a silver platter and now you’re acting like I don’t try to slit your throat every Tuesday and Friday morning.”

Hero rolled their eyes as the villain yanked them to their feet by their collar, shoving them towards the street. “Cut me some slack, will you? The Agency is pushing my limits.”

The villains hands were braced agains the hero’s shoulders in a second, steadying the other’s precarious swaying. “Oh my… poor little Hero, hm? Are those strong muscles getting sore?” Right on cue the villain squeezed the hero’s shoulders, hitting all the right spots and effectively stealing their breath.

“Or is it more so this genius brain you’ve got locked up in there?” Villain’s hands travelled up the back of their neck to their skull, teasing their touch-starved skin.

“Villain—”

“Or maybe it’s this hot ass that’s tired of the constant spotlight…” With a yelp, Villain’s hands met the base of Hero’s spine, grabbing a handful of their ass without a second thought.

The villain chuckled, pushing the hero up against their car door. They had always loved the sounds the hero made, how they reacted to the villain’s touch—how quickly they folded.

The criminal turned the hero to face them, pressing their bodies up even closer, eyeing them up and down. “I’ll have to teach you to respect your villains time and efforts during your stay, but if you’d let me, I’d love to teach you a thing or two about your body on the side.”

Hero hated the way their entire body lit up as if it had caught fire. They hadn’t expected the villain to be so direct about it, not that that deterred them any from answering.

“Could you teach me a thing or two about yours as well?”

The deal was sealed with a single smirk.

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ok hear me out,,,,,,, the hero is on a mission but they dont find the villain anywhere UNTIL they find them half-asleep with fever but their still willing to fight but heros like NU UH so they just care for them-

“The walls have ears,” the hero said. They dragged out the words, trying their best to gain the villain’s attention. However, the villain only let out a noise close to a whimper. “You have to be more careful around people who might not be your friends.”

“You’re so charming,” the villain croaked. They pushed themselves up but the hero was quicker.

“I know.” With their flat hand on the villain’s chest, they pressed them back down into the mattress while simultaneously sitting down.

The hero felt the villain’s bare chest glowing under their touch, hot and sweaty. Definitely a fever. In all of this, the hardest part had been getting into the hotel room.

After the hero had tried to get into the villain’s room countless of times, the villain had let them in, completely unaware of who the hero was.

Apparently, they had woken up from a nap. Groggy and confused, they had stared at the hero and only recognised them later.

Which was bad, really bad. The villain was able to identify them no matter how creative the hero’s disguises were.

The hero hadn’t planned on playing nurse for their nemesis this weekend and they weren’t in the mood to neglect their duties. But it was the villain.

“Quite a lot of people want you dead. Did you really think it was smart to plan an assassination with other villains? And you planned on murdering another villain with them?”

“Eh.” The villain turned around in bed, pulling the blanket up to their nose.

“You’re aware how messy these villain relationships are, aren’t you? Each of them can betray you at any given moment, each of them would give out your information for five bucks, did you really—”

“Okay, fine. Let’s just fight,” the villain sighed. They shuffled.

“I’m not done.” The hero pushed the villain into the bed again, clearly frustrated. “Now you’re sick, hiding in a hotel room instead of home. You’re weak and an easy target. What were you thinking? Starting a war with no one in your corner?”

“You’ve come to lecture me, is that it?” the villain asked. Their face was red, their body heating up. “Because I really don’t have the energy right now.”

“I was supposed to clear out one of those nasty hideouts. I found a bunch of messages and posts on a strange server mentioning you. About you getting beaten up and hunted. I went out to find you immediately,” the hero admitted. They scratched their neck. “Found you with some detective work and the tracker that I put on you a while ago.”

“You’re tracking me?” the villain asked. They didn’t seem surprised.

“You’re tracking me too,” the hero reminded them.

“Aww. You found it and didn’t remove it?”

“Neither did you.”

“Softie,” the villain whispered. Their smile, although sleepy, seemed to be of genuine nature. “Always a softie around me.”

“Keep those little fantasies to yourself, will you?” the hero asked. They liked not to think of this aspect of their relationship. It was distracting.

“Hm.” The villain closed their eyes again. “You went through all of this trouble to make sure I’m alright?”

“I…hey, I am warning you, alright? You have to be more careful with information and the people you share it with.” The hero pushed up the blanket even further. “Do you have any medication?”

“It doesn’t matter, I’m dying.”

“My god, you have a cold.” The hero stood up and went into the bathroom. Once they had found a towel, they let it soak in cold water and returned to the “dying” villain. “You’re so dramatic.”

They put the towel on the villain’s forehead. The villain winced, sensitive to the cold touch.

“But they didn’t find you yet, did they?” the hero asked, softer this time. They didn’t know why but they didn’t feel as anxious as before. The villain shook their head

“I really messed up, didn’t I?” they asked eventually.

“You haven’t made the smartest decision.”

“Fuck, I’m so stupid,” they mumbled. “I really thought I could help you a little.”

“I don’t need help,” the hero answered. Although, they were quite surprised this was about them.

“You’re working yourself to death.”

“Not your problem,” the hero said. They shifted the towel a little. “Don’t do anything like this again, got it?”

“No promises.”

The hero didn’t know if they were worried or flattered.

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The Darkside

Part 2   Part 3   Part 4

Warning: mentions of physical torture and trauma (a somewhat grafic description of rape in the 2nd chapter), blood, broken bones, violence… you get the idea. Please do not interact if any of those might be triggering for you. This is by far the roughest thing I’ve written on this website. 

Hero’s fingers tap along the rhythm of their frantic heart against their thigh. Their restless eyes scan the horizon for any signs of Villain. It’s 15 minutes past midnight, and they have every right to be worried. Villain is never late. They know something is wrong. What they don’t know is what to do. Because a) they were never friends with Villain, so they have no idea where to look, and b) Villain doesn’t exactly like them. Not that Hero can blame them. They are enemies, after all.

Ever since villains have started disappearing from the city, Hero has been… anxious. To say the least. They kept seeing familiar faces on the morning news, each day silently praying to not hear their Villain’s name. They discussed the issue with fellow crime fighters, only to come to one conclusion - the mystery reigned over their city.

They tried approaching their mentor - Superhero - to voice their concerns regarding the disappearances but were met with a stern face and a horrifying statement that made bile rise in Hero’s mouth. 

Wasn’t this our end goal, Hero? The city will be free of criminals, doesn’t matter how.

Villain’s frame appears against the starry sky 45 minutes past midnight, and Hero relaxes. A wave of warm relief washes over them, only to leave them stiff when Villain lands in front of them, right under the street light. Had they not known them so well, Hero wouldn’t recognize the bloody mess in place of their face.

“Vil, what on Earth…” they start, only to be interrupted by a coarse voice. Villain can’t seem to focus their gaze, an obvious sign of concussion, if not many.

“Shut it.” Villain sneers, brushing Hero’s hand away and wincing when the movement sends a jolt of pain down their spine. “Don’t start.”

“Villain,” they struggle to keep their face straight because they have never seen Villain so wrecked. “Hold still. You’re about to collapse.”

They move to support them, but Villain jumps away despite the pain cruising through their body after every move. “Hero. Don’t.”

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In the Heat

You asked, so I shall deliver xD

Warnings: Suggestive. Spicy. Sexual tension. Like, muy caliente. Minors DNI please.

🎶 The Score - The Heat

Hero was frustrated in more ways than one. Heated, even. They have been sitting at the table for over eight hours now, negotiating a ceasefire that would last less time than this conversation was taking. The room was skin-meltingly hot, their leather uniform not helping the situation either. They haven't slept in what felt like days and haven't had a proper meal for longer, and if all of that is not enough to leave them in a pissed-off mood, their opponent is Villain of all people.

They groan, throwing their head back. Villain was being difficult, driving Hero insane with admirable determination and - quite possibly - with utmost pleasure.

"Just sign the damn papers, it's 48 hours!" They exclaim, exasperation colouring their voice. They weren't getting anywhere with this debate. Their initial idea of arresting Villain for two days proved futile because the jerk had the best lawyers in the city working for them. That failure was what led to the negotiations table to try and convince Villain to not act out during the summit that would be taking place in the city. "You can survive not committing a crime for two days."

"Oh, but I can't," Villain muses, their eyes narrowing as they lean forward, invading Hero's personal space. "Not unless I know for damn sure that your hands are legally tied as well." They wiggle their eyebrows, knowing full well that they are getting under Hero's skin with their remarks.

"I need to protect the people even during the summit," Hero counters with a ready reply. They've been at this for hours, and Villain's questions are losing the edge of creativity.

The point is they don't need Hero to sign an agreement. But getting on their nerves is certainly enticing. Hero's irritation only seems to fuel their resolve.

"From whom?" Villain questions, crossing their arms in front of their chest. "If I'm out of the picture."

That was a logical argument; Hero will give them that.

"Besides, if some threat does arise," Villain speaks again, their thin lips stretching into a mocking smirk. "I'll allow you to break the agreement."

"Not. Happening." Hero hisses through gritted teeth. "I will not be at your mercy. Neither will this city."

"You already are, darling," Hero cannot explain just how badly they want to slap that grin off their face right now. Villain ignores the intense gaze boring through their skull. "Look at you begging for a ceasefire."

Hero could just about combust right now - that's how angry they are, heated waves of rage emanating from their entire being. They breathe in and out, their chest vibrating with vexation. The moment all of this is over, they'll find an excuse to fight Villain and make sure to tear them apart meticulously. Come to think of it, there are no security cameras in the negotiation room. Snapping Villain's neck must feel satisfying, right?

"You." They growl out, their fingers curling into fists at their sides, anguished with exasperation. "Frustrate me. Incredibly."

Villain snorts, satisfaction evident on their face as they lean back into their seat. "Thank you. I try."

This little shit.

"Ugh," Hero throws their hands up in what they hope would look less like desperation and more like wrath. They fail to mask how gravely Villain is getting to them right now. I will wreck you. Hero takes a deep breath, steadying their quivering mind. You wait and see.

"This is pointless, isn't it?" They tilt their head to the side, inspecting Villain's nonchalant expression. There has to be a way to get to them. Hero is missing something - they know it.

"Mhm," Villain hums in agreement, banging a pen on the table out of aggravation, restless as they wait for their nemesis to make their next move. It's like a game of go, except they aren't battling for the territory on the board. What are they battling for? Villain does not know. They suspect Hero doesn't either.

"Stop that." Hero demands, but Villain makes it a point to ignore them, spinning the pen between their fingers before bringing it down against the smooth surface again. "I said, stop that! How would you feel if I banged you on the table?"

Villain's hand freezes mid-air when Hero's words sink in. The pen slips through their fingers. Excuse me?

"I- I don't know the correct answer to that question." They blame the lack of time for their inability to think, which caused them to blurt out the first thing that comes to mind.

Yes, only that. Nothing to do with the way Hero's leather suit hugs their body in just the right places.

"W-what?" Hero's breath hitches in their throat at the insinuation. With all of the simmering tension between them, their mind can't help but wonder at the thought.

"I-" Villain for once in their lifetime is left speechless. They stare through Hero, refusing to meet their eyes.

In any other circumstances, Hero would have made it a point to mock them for that, but they don't, instead getting up from their seat. "Wait."

"I'll sign the papers." Villain seems to snap out of it, reaching across the table, but Hero is quick to slap a palm on the folder.

"Hold on a second." They push it aside, rounding the table at a slow pace, while Villain's gaze remains set on the table. "What did you just say?"

"Papers. The papers. I'll sign them." They ramble, not finding it within themself to glance up as Hero approaches them. "48 hours should be fine. It won't kill me. So, um-"

"No, stop. Stop," Hero places a hand on their shoulder, stopping the flow of incoherent thoughts spilling through their quivering lips. "Not that. What did you say before that."

"Nothing," Villain shakes their head, jumping up from their seat in a futile attempt to escape. So much for acting flirtatious, Hero thinks, a smug smirk finding its way to their face at Villain's evident panic.

"Villain," Hero says lowly, as their hands grip the edge of the table, trapping the criminal between their arms.

"Hm?" Villain attempts to step back, pressing their backside to the table. What the fuck is happening?

"Shut your damn mouth," Hero orders. It's their turn to grin now. Their eyes scan Villain's flustered expression. Huh.

"Or what?" Villain musters, aiming for a playful tone but ending up breathless when Hero steps closer, their chests almost touching. 

Holy fuck.

"Or..." Hero trails off, tilting their head to the side as they lean closer. They are breathless, but the fact that Villain's pupils are dilated keeps them going. "You know what?"

"Hm?" Villain hums, pressing their palms to the cold surface of the table behind them to find some ground. The action only prompts Hero to lean further into them, their bodies flush against each other. How the fuck did they end up in this situation is beyond Villain, but they won't be the one complaining.

"Forget the damn papers," Hero mutters as their hand comes up to cup Villain's jaw, tilting it up. Villain wants to retort something about Hero giving up, but their words are cut short when Hero's mouth captures theirs.

The kiss is rough, aggressive and demanding. Hero's arm wraps around their waist, hoisting them onto the table. When Villain gasps, Hero wastes no time, their tongue finding its way into Villain's mouth. They moan into the kiss, the built-up frustration pouring out into something entirely different when Villain parts their legs, pulling Hero closer by the waist, clutching their sides. Hero can feel their fingers digging into their flesh, likely leaving bruises, but they cannot care less when their lips shift to plant open-mouthed kisses along Villain's jaw and down their throat.

Villain throws their head back, allowing them better access to their neck as they make quick work of ridding Hero of their uniform. Their hands reach Hero's hair, pulling them away to litter kisses and small bites over their now exposed collarbones. Hero is less patient with their clothes, simply ripping them off.

"Shit, I-" They fail to find any words, instead pressing their hand to the small of Villain's back to angle them closer to the edge, their head dropping into the crook of their neck. "Are you sure?" They mumble into Villain's skin, their breath hot and ragged against it.

Villain does not respond right away. They wrap their legs around Hero's waist and guide Hero's head back up to meet their eyes as they press their forehead against Hero's, their hand coming up to the back of Hero's neck. "Depends. Do you still want to know how I'll feel if you bang me on the table?"

There's a playful glint in their eyes, but it fails to mask the hunger lurking behind it. Hero's mouth drops open despite their actions in the past few minutes leading precisely to this.

"Fuck. Yes." They breathe out, struggling to remain aware of their surroundings or circumstances. "Yes."

Villain smirks, their cheeks burning with colour. "Correct answer." They lunge forward, connecting their lips and simultaneously pulling their nemesis in, until Hero is trapped between their thighs, wrapped up in their arms. Hero cradles Villain's head, pushing them back until their back is flat on the table. Not for long, because the moment Hero's mouth closes on their throat, their back arches, unrestrained moans leaving their parted lips.

The next few hours of negotiating prove much more effective. The ceasefire agreement is signed, and Hero delivers the papers, albeit all crumpled, to the mayor's office before taking their highly demanded - and legally compelled - leave.

Good thing there are no security cameras in the negotiation room.

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"You want what?" Hero's face was full of barely hidden amusement. They suppress another giggle.

Villain's face flushes even more, heating spreading across their cheeks. "Okay, y'know what, forget it." They turn to leave, shoulders hunched in embarrassment before Hero's hand grabs onto their wrist, stopping them in place.

"No no, I'm sorry I shouldn't have laughed, I was just surprised." Their voice is still full of delight and humor. "So are you-"

"It's for my kid sister. She's a big fan of yours," Villain cuts Hero off, resisting the urge to roll their own eyes. "So can I get that autograph or not?"

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Hero continues to rock the wailing infant, trying to shush her. It's been hours, and still they haven't been able to get her to calm down. Nothing has worked, not a bottle, a diaper change, nothing.

Hero places their hand against her small forehead, checking for a fever, maybe. They feel so beyond their depth right now. Hero's barely slept the past day, and they're dead on their feet, eyes barely staying open.

"I wish you could just tell me what's wrong. This is so frustrating." Hero whines, still bouncing the crying infant.

"It's unfortunate, most babies can't talk." The familiar voice comes from behind, and Hero whirls around defensively to see Villain standing in the doorway of the nursery.

"What are you doing here?" Hero demands, clutching their child closer.

"You haven't come to fight me in months. I've sent out clear messages-"

"You mean constantly blowing up buildings and taking people hostage?" Hero interrupts, still holding their baby close to their chest.

"-but you never came. I was starting to think you died," Villain finishes eloquently. "I can see now that you've been a bit busy." They take a step closer, and Hero takes another step back, trying to keep distance.

This was bad. Hero very much intended that no one would know about their child, enemies especially. They could feel anxiety rising in their chest, clawing at their throat.

Villain eyes their movement before speaking again. "Shame, I would have sent a gift if I'd known. Who's the other parent?" Their eyes shoot back up to Hero's as they ask.

"No one. She's mine, her other parent is irrelevant." Hero says defensively. The baby continues to cry, face red.

Villain looks over the both of them, humming as they consider this. "So you're doing this alone. How long have you been up for?"

The question seems harmless, and yet Hero hesitates, still not trusting Villain. The way they ask though, seems simply curious.

"...A few hours now. I can't get her to sleep." Hero finally says quietly.

Villain steps closer again, this time slowly, as if to not worry Hero. "I can tell," They snort, but the words are soft, "You look completely exhausted."

"Jeez thanks-"

"May I try?" Villain asks, voice gentle. Hero looks at them like they've grown three heads. The very idea that Hero would hand their child over to Villain is so beyond ridiculous, that they can't believe they asked.

Vilain sees their expression and rolls their eyes. "I'm not going to do anything to harm her. I know you'd kick my ass if I even tried. I'm good with kids, and you look like you're going to fall over any minute."

They step even closer and lift a finger to the small baby, which she grabs with her chubby little hand. Villain chuckles at the sight.

Hero watches, eyes fighting to stay open. Villain is right, they do feel like they're on the verge of collapse any moment. Arms are heavy from continuously rocking the baby, legs feel like jello.

"Okay, you can hold her for a moment. But I swear to everything that if you do anything to harm her, your body will end scattered in tiny pieces across the country." Hero warns, their voice more deadly than it's ever been with Villain.

Villain simply smiles as they reach out for the baby. "I wouldn't expect anything less." They take her in their arms, holding her comfortably. Hero immediately collapses down into the nearby rocking chair.

They rock her in their arms like it's the most natural thing in the world. Hero watches on in surprise as she starts to calm down somewhat, though she's still fussy. The lack of wailing level crying is a godsend though.

"How in the world.." Hero asks, amazed at the sight.

Villain grabs a pacifier off the near by changing table, giving it to the infant. She accepts it easily and finally settles down.

"I told you I'm really good with kids. Plus babies just like me," They say as they look down at the infant in their arms with the most genuine smile Hero has ever seen, "Also have you considered that she might be teething?"

Hero raises an eyebrow before yawning suddenly. "Ah..no I haven't. I'm new to this, and I feel like I'm learning as I go along..."

"It probably doesn't help that you don't have any help either. Why don't you rest for a bit while I hold her?" Villain suggests, noticing how on the verge of falling asleep they are. "I promise I'll stay right here, and she'll be okay. You should get some sleep."

"I'm not so sure about that..." Hero replies, though their head is already starting to sag. "How'd you get so good with kids anyways?" They ask, their eyes beginning to flutter.

Villain chuckles quietly. "You don't get to unlock my tragic back story that easily." But Hero is already asleep, passed out over in the chair. Villain continues to hold the baby as they drap a small blanket over Hero.

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Can we get a pining villain out in their civilian clothes when they bump into hero (also in civilian clothes) and recognizes them immediately, but hero doesn’t and starts friendly conversation while villain is both unsure of what to do and secretly crushing? Sorry if that’s an odd request ahhhh ^^;

Oh god.

“Jeez, I’m so sorry-” The hero picked up the books and shoved them back into the villain’s arms awkwardly. “I don’t know where my head is today, I didn’t…nevermind, the books aren’t dirty or anything? Library hates dog ears.”

The villain shook their head slowly. They hadn’t even checked.

“And you’re okay? Not hurt or anything? I didn’t hurt you, right?”

Again, the villain shook their head, even though their shoulder was pulsing in pain. The hero was quite strong. Stronger than they looked, definitely. It wasn’t like the villain had been obsessed with the idea of finding out their civilian persona.

They knew of other villains who dedicated their entire being to finding out absolute everything about their nemesis. But for the most time, the villain didn’t want to know anything about them.

They didn’t want to know what they did or whom they talked to. Or when they were visiting friends or lovers. When they went on dates or when they broke up with someone.

Because, ultimately, it wasn’t any of their business, right? And they weren’t on such a low level to force a foul gameplay onto them. Blackmailing them, kidnapping lovers…the villain didn’t like that.

However, now that they stood in front of the hero, they weren’t quite sure what to say nor what to do. They had recognised them immediately. Their widened eyes, their fingers. At first they hadn’t been sure but some scars gave the hero away.

They were obviously hiding them, pulling down sleeves and shifting a little — it was a habit the villain was used to too.

“I’m sorry again. I’m probably taking up a lot of your time already but do we know each other?” the hero asked suddenly. They tilted their head, just like last Wednesday when the villain had explained to them how to identify a fake bomb. The sunlight was hitting the hero’s eyes just right but this was probably some cruel joke from above.

The hero was one of those popular people probably. Popular at school, at work, in the neighbourhoods. Someone everyone loved, someone who was so sweet they were rotting teeth left and right.

Months ago, the villain had thought they were jealous of them but that was wrong. They were enchanted by them, wondering how a person who had gone through hell and back was still able to be kind.

“No…”

“Are you sure? You seem very familiar to me,” the hero said. They were curious, seemed intrigued by the villain. Their backstory wasn’t a secret. Everyone knew about the troubled childhood, the kidnapping and the trading. Being raised like cattle.

Everyone knew.

And the villain could relate. Opening up about it was difficult but they felt like the hero could understand, they could love them despite everything.

If the villain was even worthy of that kind of affection. They closed their eyes, trying to throw that thought into a bin.

“…I’m just a tourist,” the villain lied. Their neck was getting embarrassingly hot. Why was the hero staring at them like that? They’d never seen their expression be so soft, had never seen the little scar above their brow. Somehow, this felt like a prank.

“Hm, well, I’m really sorry for bothering you then.” The hero’s eyes fell down to the books and back up. A hint of a smile decorated their face and for a second, the hero just stood there in front of them with the busy sounds of the city passing by. “For how long are you staying?”

“…I am departing tomorrow.”

“Oh? Back home?”

“Yeah…” This was going terribly. The villain swallowed. They felt like a teenager again, too awkward to talk to their crush. In costume it was a little different. They could allow themselves to put on a show and pretend to be eccentric. But here they felt so…exposed.

“Pardon me, this is probably a little abrupt but…” Suddenly, the hero took a step forward. Their hand reached the villain’s wrist, soft fingers finding a scar a little too quickly. “…you’re really pretty.”

They looked up into the villain’s eyes.

“And by the way…the library doesn’t like it when tourists take books home either. Sending them back is such a hassle.” They tapped onto the copy on top, a volume of The Divine Comedy the villain had grabbed almost mindlessly. The hero took a step back, smiling. “See you soon, then.”

Oh god. They knew.

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hi! could you write a prompt about a villain’s civilian lover finding out their identity? and maybe villain kidnapping the civilian to keep their secret under wraps? but they’re still in love with civilian?

Absolutely!

** Warning for a bit of violence, also drugging/kidnapping of civilian.

Please note this is original writing, not a prompt!

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Civilian’s breath caught in their lungs, their heart stuttering pitifully against their ribs. Their partner, their lover was… Villain?

Civilian had fallen prey to curiosity when they heard muffled, pained shouts coming from an alley that deviated only slightly from their normal route home. Their partner would be coming back late from work that night, so Civilian had planned on arriving early enough to make dinner. Their ‘early’ was still late by most people’s standards – the sun had set a few hours ago and light pollution from the city was blocking out any stars they might have seen in the crisp, cold night. In hindsight, they had no clue what they had been thinking, going towards a potential struggle instead of running away from it, but that was the choice they had made.

Now, they were crouched behind a bin store, eyes wide and a trembling hand covering their mouth as they watched Villain - the most infamous and widely feared in the city, as it happened – drive a steel capped boot into the ribs of the man they were assaulting, over and over again. Civilian could see the black shine of blood on the rough pavement, the man’s eyes beginning to drift closed as his body stopped fighting. Villain stepped back with a high chin and a look of almost righteous pride on their face, as if they were admiring their handiwork. This was the same person who religiously wore the festive kiss the cook apron Civilian had gotten them as a joke last Christmas, the same person who refused to start making anything until they had received their kiss. Civilian wanted to be sick. The feeling only intensified when Villain sharply inclined their head to meet Civilian’s gaze.

Whole body shaking, Civilian disappeared behind the bins and took a careful, silent moment to gather themselves before running for their life – or they would have done. A gloved hand holding a cloth soaked in something closed strongly over their mouth and nose.

“Sorry about this, sweetheart,” murmured a soft, achingly familiar voice in their ear, before their body slumped and the dark night around them turned black.

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Villain sighed heavily, elbow resting on their desk and fingertips massaging the area between their eyebrows and nose in an attempt to stave off an oncoming migraine. They hadn’t wanted their lover to find out. They shouldn’t have found out. And they weren’t even slowly introduced to this side of Villain – the man they had beaten half to death was threatening to look into Villain’s private life. He wouldn’t have managed it, of course, but it was good as a direct threat to Civilian’s life, which was something they just couldn’t have. Although, they thought wearily, it was clear that Civilian wasn’t going to feel the same way.

Villain elegantly rubbed a hand over their face. They opened their eyes slowly when they heard a quiet noise of movement come from the chair opposite their desk. The effects of the drug were wearing off, and Villain watched silently for the few minutes it took Civilian to come back to themselves. They froze once they took in their surroundings, gaze flying to Villain’s with the same panic any sane civilian would feel when in this situation. They never wanted their civilian to have to go through that panic. Civilian started fighting violently against the ropes holding their wrists to the chair – a softer, less harsh kind of rope than Villain’s customary, but they supposed Civilian wouldn’t know the difference.

“Where have you brought me?! Are you planning on killing me now, is that the idea? Prove to yourself how good you are at lying then get rid of me once you’re bored?” Villain allowed themselves another sigh. They started standing up, aiming to go to Civilian and comfort them, but it only caused their struggling to increase, the fear in their eyes almost painful. Villain sat down again.

“Darling, I love you. That’s not a lie. Why the hell would I want to kill you?” The words were tired, calm. If Civilian noticed the lack of aggression, they didn’t let it affect them.

“That’s not a lie? Really? When everything you’ve ever told me other than the fact that you love me is, yet you expect me to believe you? If you loved me, you wouldn’t have lied.”

“And have you react like this? You wouldn’t have wanted anything to do with me.”

“Exactly!” Villain swallowed. In spite of their best efforts, the words caught against something painful in the villain’s chest. This time when they stood up and Civilian flinched, they stayed standing. They watched with a kind of cold, clinical curiosity as Civilian tried to push themselves further back into their chair while Villain slowly walked around their desk, coming to a stop directly in front of them. They leaned forward gently and Civilian jumped so badly that they hit their head on the back of the chair.

“I didn’t want you to find out.” Villain’s voice was low, as if talking to a frightened animal. “I love you, and whether you choose to believe me or not is exactly that; your choice.” A pause. “I would never hurt you, and that has always included not involving you in all of this. But you can’t possibly understand what a life like this is like. Can you see why I would want just a little piece of normalcy? Something – someone – I can come home to who is nothing to do with any of this, whose biggest concerns are what to make for dinner? Can you try to see why that is something I would crave?”

“At the expense of lying to your ‘piece of normalcy’ about everything? No.”

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Could you continue this if you have time? Would love to see what happens next! Maybe some angsty caretaking? And does hero get to keep villian in their room?

The villain awoke drenched in sweat.

At first, their sense of orientation was so messed up that they (for the tiniest second) thought that they had died. They needed a second to get used to the darkness of the room. When they looked around, they realised that they were still in the hero's office.

But there was no hero.

Outside, the darkness of the night sky hung over the city like a blanket. A lamp on the hero's desk was still on. The villain was laying on the couch of the hero's office and somehow, the villain had ended up under a blanket. Quickly, they stood up, dragged themselves to the door with the intention to open it and go home.

However, the door opened right in front of them and on the other side, the hero stopped in their tracks.

"You're awake," they said. Their voice was soft, yet the villain could tell they were tired. In one hand, they held their phone, in the other a coffee.

"What time is it?" the villain asked.

"Two in the morning," the hero answered after a quick glance at their phone.

"Oh."

"Oh indeed. You've been out for awhile."

"What are you still doing here? Shouldn't you be home by now? Someone else could've guarded me. You even could've thrown me onto the streets."

"I was taking care of you," the hero said. They took a step forward, thus forcing the villain to get back into the office. They were heading towards their desk. "I was not going to let you decay here alone."

"Don't you have like, I don't know, a boyfriend or girlfriend or something?" the villain asked. They scratched the back of their neck as guilt and embarrassment seeped through them.

"Well, then my work would be my girlfriend." The hero tilted their head and studied the villain. While remaining eye contact, they turned on their computer. "But I think you already know she's kinda a bitch."

"Oh...I'm sorry I kept you here for so long, then," the villain said. "I feel fine again. So, thank you for that. Seriously, you saved my life. I don't know how to thank you."

"Thanks to you I found the mole in the afternoon. I am the one who has to thank you."

The villain stared at them. Admired them even. The hero was dedicated to their job, dedicated to this life. They were brilliant when it came to work.

"How do you do this?" the villain asked. "How are you so...endurable?"

The hero didn't answer right away.

"Has a lot to do with sacrifices. And routines. When you came here this morning, I was actually quite glad to see you. Despite our arrangement…it does get lonely."

"Are you saying you missed me?" The villain had to smile. They knew the hero was too proud to repeat it. Instead, they made a grimace and typed something into their computer. "C'mon. It's too late to work now."

The hero looked up from the screen.

"It's alright. I got it."

"You're a workaholic. You need sleep, you know?"

"Now you sound worried," the hero said.

"We can share the couch," the villain suggested. "You need sleep. I also need some more sleep. You can probably not let me go since I am the bad guy. And there's only one couch."

Again, the hero looked up. Their interest was definitely piqued.

"Fine," they said, a little too quickly. "I wanna be on the bottom."

"How could I ever disagree with that?" the villain asked sweetly and despite the pain in their muscles on the next day, they were sleeping better than they had in a long time.

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