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Might I request a possessive hero with a smart (but slightly naive) villain who has bitten off more they can chew with them. Please and many thanks
"Funny," the hero said and the villain almost dropped their groceries. They hadn't expected their dear nemesis to show up in their apartment on the weekend. The villain didn't crave violence.
Not now. Not when they barely knew how to be normal. One time, they had slowly realised how useless they were without it. How insignificant their life would be if the only thing they were good at, namely destruction, was taken from them.
"You’re very funny, have I ever told you that?" The hero didn't look amused but they were kind enough to take the bags of groceries and put them on the tiny kitchen island. They didn't waste any time though, they pushed the villain against the fridge easily and pressed a kitchen knife to their throat.
"Well…uh…"
"You asked my team for help but you didn’t ask me."
"I think you're being unreasonably upset," the villain said and even though the quite dramatic gesture of pressing a weapon to the villain's throat was a little too much, they had to admit that it was good to see the hero. Admittedly, they worried a little too much about their enemy. The hero was...impulsive. Easy to anger, easy to frustrate. It made the hero quite easy to defeat and usually (the villain liked to think) the villain was the one who decided over victory.
One might say the hero was bad at their job but that wasn't exactly true. The hero was a lot more violent if they had to be. Just like the villain.
However, when it actually came to a battle between the two, the hero seemed to be distracted.
"I'm not upset."
"The knife says otherwise."
Silence. The hero eyed the villain all over, as if the answer was written on their body. A lot of frustration went into a reaction this…drastic. What the villain could only explain as jealousy, was new. Eventually, the hero lowered their weapon.
"…I am sorry."
"So you are upset."
"Do you know how dangerous it is to go ask some heroes for their help?" the hero asked. They were quite serious. "Do you know how easy it would've been to kill you on the spot?"
"I was careful," the villain said. "And even if I hadn't been, this is no reason to threaten me in my kitchen with my knife."
"Shit," the hero cursed quietly. They took a few steps back and went with their hand through their hair. They knew they had made a mistake.
The villain eyed them yet again, trying to analyze this behaviour but it was quite difficult. The hero was a person who punched and asked questions later. Meanwhile the villain wouldn't ask at all if they could avoid it.
"I'm sorry, I don't know what's going on...I've been upset for days and I don't know why. I cannot sleep. I want to fight but I don't want to kill. I need to do my job but I also hate it. I don't know what's wrong with me. And when I heard about you being in my agency, in the same building as me, I was just...I don't know." The villain slowly unpacked the groceries and put the milk in the fridge as they listened.
It had been a simple trade. Weapons for information. The villain was quite aware of the dangers and they had been careful.
They hadn't gone to the hero because, well, they didn't trust them. The hero acted strange around them. They were slower, not really there when they were fighting.
God, the villain wasn't stupid. They studied the hero's fighting style like everyone else's and the hero was much more aggressive with other villains. It had to be some sort of trick, some sort of game.
"Maybe you should switch sides. A hero shouldn't think like that," the villain answered. They watched the hero's hands fidget.
"You have no idea how many heroes think like that," they said. "But I don't want to cause harm, I just need to put this somewhere."
"Put what somewhere?"
"These feelings. Put these feelings somewhere. I think I am going crazy." The villain knew that feeling well. But it wasn't quite the same, was it?
"Why are you here?" the villain asked. They put the eggs in the fridge. The hero was surely not here to whine about their horrible hero-life. The villain had had the slight suspicion that the hero knew where they lived but they had actually never shown up.
And exposing themselves and their knowledge like that was a grave mistake. Now, the villain was aware that they knew where they lived. Thus, making every future plan the hero had thought of more difficult.
No, they weren't here to talk about their feelings.
"I wanted to see you." The villain almost dropped their apples.
"To fight?"
"No-- no, I just needed to see you. I'm uh-" they looked at the knife in their hand "- I'm sorry about this. I'm working on it. But...thank you."
They put the knife on the counter and left through the window.
After a while, the villain realised their cheeks were glowing and they did not know why.
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spankerella · 3 months
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rayshippouuchiha · 27 days
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In case you're not having a really good day, I hope this makes it better:
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1988-fiend · 3 months
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Daredevil Born Again next fan dream;
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Please please please keep the opening score theme song please 🙏 🎶❤️🔥
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malibu-barb · 3 months
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petit-papillion · 3 months
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Hang it in the Louvre 🖼
🎥 Scuderia Ferrari
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darnedchild · 4 months
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I see the Doctor has entered their slutty phase and I 100% approve.
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losthavenmine · 4 months
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Advent Character Countdown❄️22nd December❄️ || No. 3: Wendell "Bud" White (L.A. Confidential, 1997)
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elessarwanderer · 7 months
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I’d been thinking of starting watching Doctor Who to continue my David Tennant media run after watching Takin’ Over the Asylum (and Good Omens of course) but needed the mental push to start something new.
I had a particularly horrible evening with my disability thanks to people being Absolute Freaks and Weirdos towards me, which kinda sent me spiraling about living with a very visible disability and man sometimes it really just fucking sucks and I can’t do anything about it. Etc.
So even though David doesn’t come on as the Doctor until season two, i decided to start there since I needed a comfort character, and then I’d go back to season 1 later.
Well halfway into s2ep1 David goes on his spiel about all the people who were born sick and who deserve better than to be used as “flesh” for finding cures for humans. I mean, they eventually get healed, but as someone who has spent their entire life wrapped into the medical model of disability, the poster child for finding a cure for my condition, my fucking god did that scene make me cry.
Because David, the way he is, even as an actor, apparently serendipitously always has the right thing to say.
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grimescum · 2 months
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clockspur · 4 days
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It fills you with DETERMINATION
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talshiargirlfriend · 4 months
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that sparkly little feeling of joy when someone appreciates something you’ve created ✨
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bjurnberg · 1 month
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The sequel we needed.
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Getting whump cravings for a particular character but haven't finished the source material so I can't delve into the fanfic yet 😔😔
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n0heart · 2 months
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Seriously these outfits lately just scream 'take me to a wine bar and rail me after' it's a vibe
you are SO RIGHT and you should say it LOUDER 🗣️
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heatherwentwest · 3 months
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finally cracked it:
mulder/scully shippers 🤝 seth/kate shippers
fics set in seedy motels
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