#civilianxvillain prompt

[saltydumplings]

Prompt #37

"What, tying my hands isn't enough?" the civilian asked, squirming a little in the chair they were being bound to.

Beneath them, the villain paused mid-knot, staring up at their captive pointedly: "I'm a villain," they said. "Thigh ties are mandatory."

A beat.

The civillain blinked, thinking it must be some joke between criminals but the villain looked completely serious. Like genuinely, deadly serious.

"You're kidding..."

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[save-the-villainous-cat]

Can you make a trans man/trans masc civilian who got hate for being trans coming home to their partner, a protective villain, who tries to comfort and reassure him in his identity?

Sorry if this is a no go for the topic, I just think it might be comforting

The door slammed into its frame, making the house seemingly shake and thunder. Immediately, the villain was fully aware that something was wrong. They got up from the couch and set the cup of tea down, lurking around the corner.

“You good, babe?” they asked, studying their lover.

Their boyfriend looked up, eyes red.

“Sure,” he answered. The villain already considered the possibility of gruesome murder. Whoever had done this, they’d pay for it. They couldn’t stand it when he was upset.

He was much too pretty for that, much too sweet to be anything less than happy.

The civilian opened the fridge and rummaged for something edible. Although the villain hadn’t touched the leftovers of his favourite food, he didn’t seem much interested. Slowly he got frustrated, couldn’t concentrate and closed the door again.

Instead he filled a cup of water and downed it, panting heavily as he put it back in the sink.

He leaned against the counter, arms crossed, staring into the ground, close to crying.

“You wanna tell me about your day?” The villain took a step forward, reaching for his hand but he only pulled back.

“Not really.”

“Alright,” the villain said. This was bad. And the villain was getting pissed. Not at the civilian — they could never be angry at him — but at that certain someone who had ruined his day. “I’m in the living room if you need me. I love you.”

They didn’t add that they would try everything to develop a whole war plan to get to the bottom of this.

“My uncle misgendered me again,” he said quietly. He avoided the villain’s gaze. “Years on T, surgeries all done and he misgenders me.”

“Oh, baby…” The villain took a step forward and hugged him tightly. Even though they knew they had to be gentle and loving, their brain gathered information on that uncle, filtering work, domicile, hobbies, personal connections…the patterns in their brain couldn’t help but design a character sheet of him, listing all his weaknesses and options to make him disappear.

Of course, their boyfriend would never agree. But the villain was very bad at killing old habits. They couldn’t help themselves.

“It’s just…fuck, I thought I was done with this. I thought I could leave this behind.”

“I know, baby.” The villain looked up at him and pressed a kiss to his nose. “You know he does this on purpose, right? He tries to get under your skin because he’s an asshole.”

“Yeah, but…” The civilian took in a deep breath. To keep the tears at bay, the villain realised.

“Babes. You’re a guy. You’ve always been a guy. You always will be a guy,” the villain said. They were getting really upset. He had been alright these past few months, he had been doing so well and one family reunion made him insecure again.

What the villain would’ve given to pay that uncle a visit.

“He told me I’ll always be a biological girl.”

“He doesn’t know how biology works,” the villain said. “He doesn’t know how gender works. It is much too complex for his tiny brain to grasp. Some people don’t have the mental capacity nor the empathy for that.”

The villain gave him another kiss and then, let go of him.

“He’s jealous of you. I mean, look at you. Handsome boy. Don’t let him get to you.” He couldn’t help but blush a little.

“Yeah, I don’t know. It’s just annoying I guess.”

“Some people will never understand. Ask him about his failing marriage the next time you see him. That should be enough to shut him up. Messing up hard enough for your wife to sleep with your best friend? Ouch.”

The civilian grinned, studying his partner.

“I’ve never told you about that.”

Oops.

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[pendarling]

Taken

Villain paced down the line of fearful civilians. Each one huddled up against the wall, their eyes staring down.

Their crew did well. They all managed to secure the museum perfectly and removed all civilians. They sat in the oversized garage compartment, lined up against a wall on one side.

Villain sauntered, examining each person’s face.

“We’ll be done in about a minute. The authorities haven’t arrived yet.” Henchman spoke, their clipboard hanging onto them. They paused and listened to the mic in their ear for a second. “I just got word that we’ve got that emerald you wanted too.”

“Great work, Henchman.” Their eyes caught a glimpse of a civilian, much like the rest, but… alluring.

Villain knelt. “Well, aren’t you a pretty little dove?”

Civilian pushed themselves closer to the wall behind them, their eyes entirely concentrated on the floor. They wore a fine suit. Possibly they were a worker for the museum or a nearby office.

“Don’t you know it’s rude not to say thank you after a compliment?” They hooked their hand underneath their chin and lifted it for a better look.

The commoner prompted to squeeze their eyes shut again, their breathing quickly becoming rapid. “Please don’t hurt me…” they whispered.

“Hurt you?” They laughed for a few seconds. Villain stood again and turned to Henchman. “And make sure I have them too before we leave.” They pointed at Civilian and then walked away.

Henchman nodded and snapped their fingers, and two other underlings pushed Civilian up to their feet. “W-wait! Where are you taking me?” They panicked and looked around helplessly.

“Wherever the boss wants.” One of them replied.

Civilian had never been taken before. They wondered how long until they could see their home.

~~~

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[saltydumplings]

Prompt #18

It was the most infuriating thing in the world to them. The media was convinced of it - hell, even the hero was convinced of it and the civilian had specifically told them countless times that it wasn’t true. Still, they didn’t believe them. Still, the world continued to believe that the civilian was in love with their everyday saviour...

But why the hell would the civilian possibly be in love with that patriotic idiot when there was a tall, sexy, leather-clad villain out there whose favourite pastime was putting them in chains and calling them pet?

Why - why - would the civilian ever in their right mind choose the hero over that?

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[save-the-villainous-cat]

hi, i love your writing and would love to read a story about a civilian and a villain in a relationship and the civilian being terrified after discovering their partner’s identity, thinking that villain is going to kill them to keep their identity secret, they’re unaware that the villain is deeply in love with them and would never hurt them

The last pieces of the puzzle fit together perfectly when the villain gave them the second hickey.

Though the civilian didn’t, they really didn’t want to, they pulled away. It didn’t change anything about how the villain looked at them. Their hands were just as quick to slip under the civilian’s shirt, their touch featherlight and loving.

“No, please stop.” The villain pulled away almost immediately, inspecting the civilian as if they were something fragile which could break just by looking at it.

“Are you not feeling well?”

“No, I don’t.” The civilian stood up from the couch, biting back the tears. This was worse than they had imagined.

They had found the first piece of evidence a week ago and ever since, home didn’t quite feel like home anymore. First, they had noticed how the villain would smell a little singed from time to time. Then, their periodical disappearing at night was more obvious to the civilian. At the end, the civilian had found the suit.

“Did I do something wrong, sunshine?” the villain asked, now getting up, too.

The civilian knew little about the heroes and villains of the city. Why should they engage in such stupidity? Why should they praise the people who caused them to pay for yet another insurance company in case their car got destroyed by the fighting?

Maybe if they had been interested in such things, they would’ve noticed right away.

“Did I hurt you somehow?” the villain asked. They seemed worried, distressed even. But the civilian knew, they knew so well that this could’ve been an act, too. Of course, the civilian understood why the villain hadn’t said anything about this. No one would casually mention they were able to kill someone in 78 different ways on the first date.

It was a shame, really, how the civilian hadn’t noticed sooner. This was the problem and this was terrifying. Obviously, it was possible that the villain had also lied about their past, their family — for all the civilian knew, everyone in connection to the villain could be a stranger who was forced to work for them.

“Did I hurt you, sunshine?” the villain repeated.

“Not yet.”

There was a pause.

And the civilian knew they had said enough for the villain to understand the implication.

The silence gave enough room to hear the civilian’s heart shatter into a million pieces. They had loved the villain unconditionally. But they couldn’t continue to do so when they had to expect to get stabbed and never wake up when they went to bed with them.

“You will have to kill me to protect yourself, right?” It was even worse to watch the villain’s shoulders slump.

“What? Sunshine, no. No, I would never do that. I could never,” the villain answered, taking a step forward, their arms stretched out as if to embrace the civilian. But they pulled back when the civilian flinched. Their face was crestfallen, making the civilian almost believe the villain meant it.

“I’m sorry I didn’t tell you. I would lie if I told you I had been searching for a way to tell you. I knew you would catch wind of it eventually, you are clever after all. But, sunshine, I swear I will never hurt you. And neither will I let anyone else ever harm you.”

The civilian sniffled, the closest to tears they had ever been in the whole relationship. Why was the villain’s voice breaking?

“Sunshine, please. I never lied about anything regarding my feelings for you. I love you. I love you more than I have ever loved anyone.”

“I just thought you would have to get rid off me.” As always when the villain sensed perturbation in the civilian’s voice, they cupped their cheeks slowly. The civilian didn’t pull away this time.

“I will set the whole world on fire to save you, sunshine. I will always love you. And I will destroy everything to keep you safe, even myself.”

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[save-the-villainous-cat]

heyyyy i hope you’re doing good

idea: a very protective, attractive and flirty villain who is dating a easily flustered civilian

one night they are assisting a ball kinda thing and all the girls are all over villain so civilian gets really really jealous and that’s the first time villain sees civilian like this. they can’t deny that they likes it.

so when they get back to their room, villain makes sure that civilian know that they would always love them, them and only them

“You’ve been awfully quiet, my love.”

The civilian didn’t answer. In fact, they didn’t even look up at the villain. The night had been exhausting enough and they didn’t want to talk or even think about it.

Most of all, they didn’t want to fight.

“My love,” the villain said, “who hurt you?”

The villain was at their side without hesitation, their finger following the civilian’s jaw. Though both of them knew how assuaging the movement was, this time the civilian couldn’t find any comfort in it.

Their mind played a cruel trick on them for they imagined that it wasn’t them who the villain was thinking about. It was consuming them and they felt sick for feeling this way.

“No one. I’m alright.” Apparently, the villain noticed the lie. They sat down next to the civilian and their hand was instantly on the civilian’s thigh. Their second most soothing habit.

“You’ve been quiet all night.” Their voice dropped and the civilian could feel a shiver run down their spine. “I would like to know if I should ruin someone’s life because they annoyed you.”

The warmth of their hand reached through the fabric of the civilian’s clothes, making their feelings center around the touch. They knew jealousy was dangerous. It made them want to cry out of anger.

But they also knew how important honesty was in this relationship.

“It’s…difficult to watch all those people clawing at you without feeling left out.” A smile tugged at the corners of the villain’s mouth.

“I never thought you’d be the jealous type, my love.”

“I never really had reason to be. I know it’s selfish and it’s stupid but as soon as you entered the room everyone was looking at you and that means you have to look at them and that means you don’t look at me and it’s dumb that I feel like this but I hate it and I just—”

The villain shut them up with a kiss which was without a doubt of possessive nature. They claimed the civilian, nay conquered them in seconds and this one moment almost made up for the entire evil night.

As the villain drew back, the civilian had to gather their thoughts quickly but their feelings were already aligned.

“It’s no secret that I’m misanthropic,” the villain purred. “But you’re the only person on this planet that I love.”

“But—”

“No. You’re jealous, I get it. I want to kill everyone who merely looks at you. But I will promise you this: I will always love you. I will always make sure to worship you the way you deserve. And I’m sorry you had to feel like this tonight. Let me change that.”

They pressed the civilian gently into the mattress and by the end of the night, the civilian had good reasons to never be jealous ever again.

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