Secrets - Part 3

Thank you so much @larinzz for tagging me<3 (Also, what do you want me to call you?)

you can usually tell a lot about a person by the type of music they listen to. put your favourite playlist on shuffle and list the first ten songs then tag ten people! no skipping!

I generally don't listen to my playlist on shuffle much, but after this I just decided to because I'm quite satisfied with the results ^^

1. My Hero Academia // Hayashi Yuki

(I love mha so ig that's my explanation xD)

2. Aoi ano sora // Ikimono-gakari

(Their songs are so refreshing!!)

3. Unusual changes of two // RADWIMPS

(I grin like an idiot while listening to this one)

4. Ring of fortune // Sasaki Eri

(The song is actually really beautiful but I cry everytime I think of the anime)

5. You can become a hero // Hayashi Yuki

(Again, I can sleep listening to this man's music- SO GOOD)

6. Two Ghosts // Harry Styles

(An English song actually popped up in my shuffle, and I'm not complaining with the choice. Jk, I love his songs ^^)

7. Prayer X // King Gnu

(The type of song I would cry to at 2 am)

8. Departures // EGOIST

(I love singing along to this!!)

9. Reason Living // SCREEN mode

(This song and the anime is just ❤❤❤)

10. Hikari Are // BURNOUT SYNDROMES

(This band gives me life <3)

These 10 songs are just perfect, I am so proud xD

Okay, let me tag- @kaiwewi @emerqlds @villain-enthusiast-personal @amethysts-sideblog

you can usually tell a lot about a person by the type of music they listen to. put your favourite playlist on shuffle and list the first ten songs then tag ten people! no skipping!

tagged by @idspendallnight thank you!!

living a lie // daniel zott

in the rain // joe hisaishi

lost stars // keira knightly

「よっ!ご陽気もの」風のアドリブ // yuki hayashi

heartbeat //  joe hisaishi

experience // ludovico einaudi

beginning of the end movement V // the newton brothers

paper rings // taylor swift 

this is what being cheated on feels like // clinton kane

good morning beauty queen // jacob sigman

tagging: @maddieschaoticblog @liamisthesun @nevertoomanyhugs @carpe-clone @lady-of-the-spirit

Thanks so much for the tag @nightfrostshadow :)

RULES: we’re snooping in your playlist !! put your entire music library on shuffle and list the first ten songs and then choose 10 victims.

1. Pheonix- Burnout Syndrome

2. Stage kara kimi ni sasagu- Centimillimental

3. Hollywood- Lewis Capaldi

4. Ai ni dekiru koto wa mada aru kai- RADWIMPS

5. Polaris- Blue Encount

6. Kizuato - Centimillimental

7. A peaceful sadness (soundtrack)

8. Ebb and flow - Ray

9. Come back to love - Sture Zetterberg

10. Tsuiraku- Centimillimental

So this is it^^ and its funny because I don't remember listening to the English ones much, rest of it is Japanese as expected haha😂

Tagging: @kaiwewi @villain-enthusiast-personal @larinzz

RULES: we’re snooping in your playlist !! put your entire music library on shuffle and list the first ten songs and then choose 10 victims.

tagged by @diogxnes. i’m gonna use my spotify “on repeat” playlist for this.

1. Pieces and Pieces - The Rough and Tumble

2. 12-26 - Kimya Dawson

3. Up the Wolves - The Mountain Goats

4. No Children - The Mountain Goats

5. I Like Giants - Kimya Dawson

6. Loose Lips - Kimya Dawson

7. I Miss You - Kimya Dawson

8. Dance Music - The Mountain Goats

9. Caving In - Kimya Dawson

10. Brother - Kodaline

y’all it’s fucking wild that there’s no showtunes on here. i listened to lea salonga’s performance of why god why at LEAST 17 times yesterday. also the way that 80% of these are tmg and Kimya Dawson… what the fuck is happening to me. i’m not mad about it but holy shit.

tagging: i don’t know ten people but i know for a fact i’m about to put @sunshineuponashelf on blast. i’ll also tag @amethyst-writer @raccooninthedaytime @aceemilythorne

I am going to cry, this is so sweet 🥺🫂

right back at you my friend!! thank you for reading my stuff, even if you don't really follow the fandom - I appreciate that so so much <333

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hot vs cold

Hero groaned, pulling on that black tie with curled, tense fingers. They've never been a big fan of formal wear, but this particular assignment had called for such a situation. They looked up at the gloomy sky, mind wandering about to how many side jobs heroes actually had to do. People would think being a hero would consist of mostly fighting off villains- and that's true, but villain was the least of their problems right then; in fact, it had almost been a week since they had a face off with villain. When they weren't paying attention, their thoughts would sometimes betray them, making hero think that they almost missed villain. Almost.

Sweat pooled on their brow as they waited under the hot sun, dearly missing the comfort and familiarity of their hero costume. This particular job requirement was that they act as a bodyguard and protect a high profile individual while they attend some sort of a party that hero couldn't be less concerned about. They preferred being the hero and not a bodyguard for someone who they didn't even know.

Just then, a black limousine rolled out and stopped right in front of the hotel they were staying in; a huge man with sunshades got out from the back, waved their hands at hero, signaling them to get in. That must be my ride.

They got into the car without any fight, and took one look at the rear most seat to check if this was in fact their employer or just a fancy way of kidnapping.

"No staring."

"Wha-

Hero didn't have a chance to speak out before they were crushed by the huge man sitting to their left. They couldn't believe it, why did they have to be squished, with no concept of personal space in a limousine?! This was just absurd.

Hero felt another lithe body press to them on their right, that person in turn being squished by another big man to their left. Hero groaned internally, they were just really bad with close contact with people in general, they could never understand why, but it just felt foreign to them. It's like they never knew how to act, and their mind would settle on the default "freak out" option.

Hero was dragged out of their head when they felt themselves being pushed further to the lithe person on their right, because the big guy decided to squirm in his seat. The sweat pooling on their brow slowly slid down their cheekbone, and hero was feeling hot... everywhere. There were too many sensations ramming into them all at once- their tight suit, which felt like it was glued to their body now thanks to their nerves; being pressed to another person; feeling their body heat. Hero had always had a high body temperature so all of this contact was making their head spin.

They just sat there silently, wishing for this agony to just end.

-

Villain was in high spirits, this was a job that paid well, so they enthusiastically got dressed up in a suit that was the dress code for a bodyguard and got into the assigned limousine. They had a mask plus voice changer on for good measure, and nobody questioned that which was good. They were thinking how ironic it was that they accepted this job request, because this was what the heroes did- protecting people, not villains.

So it was an understatement to say that their jaw almost dropped to the floor when they saw hero getting into that same limousine. Villain found themselves gaping at them, their mind betraying them and caring for their nemesis who they met almost every day, in a fight of course.

I can't believe that hero is actually here, so now we have to work together? Do they even know that I'm villain? And they're not even wearing a mask to hide their identity, how irresponsible. Oh, they look good in a suit-

Villain had to stop their mind right there, willing themselves to focus on anything else other than the hero sitting next to them. But these two gorillas on either side of them made that almost impossible as they kept pushing each other closer in this seat that was too small for all of them.

Villain couldn't help but glance over at hero every few minutes, they were being too quiet. The hero they knew was noisy, always running into a fight before thinking, a person that kept jumping around all the time. So seeing them this calm was just... weird.

By now villain was pretty sure that hero didn't recognise them, so they were mentally prepping themselves to talk to them when the gorilla to hero’s left pushed them further into their body. Villain immediately froze. Too close. Hero might as well be practically sitting on them now, villain could feel everything- their breathing, heartbeat, and their body heat, they were practically burning... wait, burning?!

Villain whipped their head towards hero and took in their slumped figure. Their head was downcast so they couldn't really see their face. Hero was practically leaning on them, making no effort to even hold themselves upright and villain was a little worried... okay, a lot more worried than they let on. Hero’s breathing was ragged and villain felt like they had to do something, anything. But hero beat them to it.

"H-hot". Hero breathed out, weakly, pathetically.

Their voice was so low, villain almost didn't hear them.

"Sorry, what did you say?"

Hero propped their head up on their shoulder, lips parted as they gasped in some air, bangs stuck to their sweaty forehead and villain shamelessly drank in those visuals, despite their thoughts clashing with one another. Hero’s eyes were shut tight, while villain’s eyes were wide open, staring at them.

"S' so hot, I can't-" they croaked.

That's when villain painfully realised that hero was having some sort of a panic attack and they needed space. Villain haphazardly pushed at the big man to hero’s left, glaring at him so that he doesn't attempt to move any closer. Then they draped a protective arm around hero, activating their powers and felt weirdly proud when hero almost moaned out at the cold sensation.

Villain brought up their other hand to hero’s face comfortably nestled on their shoulder and gently touched their forehead, cheek and neck.

Hero blinked up at them in slight surprise, eyes opening and then closing as they went limp in their arms, all of their tense muscles relaxing and villain just felt so powerful.

Hero finally looked up at them after regaining a bit of their energy, their face a palette of red, when the car screeched to a stop.

The two of them were ushered out of the car and hero wobbled after the 'mysterious masked person who had saved them' . They were pulled upright by the same person when their balance toppled and they almost ended up kissing the floor, with a "be more careful" from them. Hero felt their face heating up, just how many times did they have to be helped today? A behavior totally unbefitting of a hero.

"Um!" Hero called out and the 'masked person' stopped to turn around and look at them.

Hero was already bowing, words sounding like apologies and gratitude steadily spilling out of their lips in a messed up heap, as they bombarded villain’s ears. Villain wanted to understand, they really did, but all they could pick up were hurried sorries, shy thank you's and the word stranger that kept popping up here and there and how hero was so embarrassed by their own behaviour.

Villain simply scoffed, they had seen far more embarrassing sides of the hero and secretly enjoyed them, their nose scrunching up every time hero called them a stranger and villain couldn't stand it anymore.

As fun as this was, it was time to reveal their masked identity-

"But I'm no stranger to you darling." Villain mocked and the 'goldfish expression' on hero’s face was oh so worth it.

Villain turned around with a smug smile as hero caught up with all of that information and was by their side in a second, screeching into their ears.

"Villain?!"

"Yes, that's me."

Hero groaned, Villain's voice dripped with so much amusement that made hero’s heart flare with embarrassment at that moment.

"I'll punch you after this job." Hero hissed.

Villain smiled, "Is that how you thank people? But lucky for you, I'll accept it and punch you back."

Hero rolled their eyes. "Just shut up. Please."

Villain chuckled and hero couldn't get that voice out of their head. While they were distracted, villain took the opportunity to close in next to their ear and spoke in a sinful tone which should be illegal-

"I-im hot~"

Hero simply tripped on air, falling face first to the ground this time. There was no getting that voice out of their head now. They looked up and glared at villain, who made a funny face and walked away.

Hero hid their face in their hands. "Shit. That's unfair, you shitty villain."

Hero felt another large hand tapping their shoulder and looked up to see one of the gorilla men looking down at them, sympathy written all over his face. Hero took the man's outstretched hand and let themselves be pulled up.

"That was cute, didn't know you both knew each other. But my partner and I," he pointed to the other huge man standing next to the limo and grinning at them, "are totally on your side. That was one underhanded move."

Oh, if hero wasn't embarrassed enough a few seconds ago, they definitely were now.

"Wait, what, how did you-

"I have superhearing." , the man simply said as hero gawked at him, and then started wishing for the ground to swallow them up whole.

BONUS: Every time hero overheated during a fight and felt faint, villain would use their powers to cool them down, and hero would lean into that touch like they could never get enough of it. It attacked villain’s heart every time.

So yeah, my brain decided to give you hero x villain squished together in a limo instead of a bed? New trope? xD

Thank you so much for 260 followers, you all are so precious 🥺❤

when two people meet and they belong together on some level - a prompt list

again, this can be used for anyone - close friends, s/o, crushes. please feel free to change pronouns as you see fit :)

A and B are benchmates, and by the end of the lecture, they've managed to become more than strangers, and people with common interests. They exchange numbers - "can I have your full name?" "sure, but why?" "I just like to store the full names of people's contacts that I'm going to save."

A has never eaten out with their new friend before, so they're pretty nervous because they eat differently? compared to the locals. "i'm sorry, but can I eat with my hands? I just feel more comfortable doing it." B just smiles kindly at A, and A immediately feels at home, despite being miles away from it. "of course you can, please be comfortable!"

A introduces their cuisine to B and B absolutely loves it. "I can't believe I've never had this before!" "do you like it?" " of course! this is easily one of the best meals I've had in my life". Then they both grin at each other and continue to spend the upcoming hours in the restaurant, smiling, chatting away and having a jolly time. (the restaurant people are nice because they don't get kicked out xD)

A teaches B how to eat food from their cuisine and B follows obediently. A is so impressed by B's efforts, just looks at B with a fond smile while B is busy trying to eat the food correctly. "am I doing this right? can I eat this with both hands?"

B invites A over to their place for Halloween and A is so pleasantly surprised, that they can't believe it. "You're inviting me over? really?" "of course! I'd love to have you over if you'd like to come!" A later gets to know that B themselves was a transfer student who went to another country to study, so they can understand the feelings of an international student. A was just so touched and couldn't stop smiling.

It's A's first Halloween and B watches them smile and get excited about everything with a fond look on their face. A turns to them, almost shy, "um, i- I didn't really bring any Halloween clothes," and B has to try really hard to hold in their laugh because A was just being really cute right now. "I can help with that," - B finds a pair of cute purple socks and a headband for A to wear and A's excitement lights up B's entire evening.

"so, do you invite people often?" you seem to be a really good host." B, surprised, "ah, thank you for saying that, but actually, no, I don't." A smiles at the answer and they continue watching the movie playing on the tv, a comfortable distance between them, feeling warm despite the cold winds outside.

B watches A order their usual and smiles at them, "hot chocolate as usual?". A nods, happy with their favourite drink in hand. "What are you getting?" B points to their plate, "oh, just a plate of strawberry cheesecake, I really like these." A makes a mental note of it.

At the cafe again, weeks later, after class, "one hot chocolate and one strawberry cheesecake please!" B just stares at A, dumbfounded, "you remember!" "of course I do!"

"do you want to talk? I don't want to go home just yet." A and B walk over to a bench on their campus and proceed to talk into the evening until A had to catch a bus back home.

A spots a duck upside down in a pond and immediately texts B (who's absent that day) - "uhh, a duck is upside down and I'm worried about it." A doesn't know but B was wheezing while texting back, " that's normal don't worry, it's just feeding." A lets out a breath of relief, "thank goodness! I haven't seen a lot of ducks in my hometown." "I can tell."

A and B compare their hand sizes, after which B holds A's (much smaller) hand. "your hands are so small, no wonder you get cold easily!" A just smiles happily and holds B's hand tighter.

A and B spend the whole day together and then can't stop thinking about it after. "is it weird that I'm grinning, still thinking about how fun today was?" "no, because I'm still thinking about it too."

ikr! this is so precious 💖 I totally agree @rafedane

colours of the shadows

june 8: remember me for centuries

i knew, the second he held my arm for the first time. the second his skin touched mine. once it sunk in, i almost laughed out loud right there in front of him. i could hear my sister's mocking voice in my head, "you hopeless homosexual, of course this would happen to you!"

he's not mine. but he used to be. years and years ago, centuries even. he saved my life once.

and i remember it clear as day.

he was the son of the emperor, famed and feared all across the land, respected and revered even by the people he set out to conquer. arms strong from wielding his weapons, hands rough from holding his horse's reins. but so gentle when he needed to be. i can almost feel the brush of his fingertips across my cheek. 

my sister snaps in front of my face. asks me what i'm daydreaming about. i shake my head. i don't answer. 

and who was i? the son of a disgraced general, made to fight in the army as part of my reparations to the royal family, and to shadow the prince as his guard; though i'm sure when they assigned me, they didn't think things through. they must have been prepared to kill me in the event that i betrayed the empire. 

how could they have known their greatest enemy would be love?

but he was mine. his soft eyes and rare smile, the spot on the back of his neck that was so, so sensitive. they were mine. the confusion and terror on his face that night as he realized i couldn't swim. the relief, the desperation in his lips against mine after he dragged me ashore. all mine. 

and here he stands today, a face so similar, so different. so close, and so far. i have a hundred reasons to love him, and one reason i can't. he loves someone else now. a woman. 

who would believe me, anyway?

— and so the empire fell to the lovers' fate

-

inspired by the arulmozhi x vanthiyadevan posts on tumblr.

'pride 2023: colours of the shadows' pinned.

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Oh hello! It's that time of the month again, thank you ^^ 🌸

This whole thing cracked me up in the best way

okay first, I'm OBSESSED with your snippets. seriously, I read like most of them in the last three days. you're like, really talented.

second, here me out on this: villain finds out hero's address and decides to pay them a visit to threaten/intimidate/attack them, but they're dressed in their civilian clothes to avoid raising any suspicions. when they get there, they find out that it's hero's birthday and their home's crowded with their friends throwing them a surprise party. the friends assume villain is another friend of hero's, chaos ensues.

ur mind... wow

Villain hated parties. 

They hated large groups of people in general, actually, and especially large groups of people all eating fooding and talking very loudly to each other. 

In other words, this surprise party was basically their own brand of deluxe torture. 

Villain was here to threaten Hero, maybe get some information, maybe kidnap them, who knows. It would be a little harder to do that when Hero had twenty pairs of eyes on them at all times, and Villain was not prepared to take the whole house hostage.

They’d knocked on the door, expecting Hero to answer, not some random person who they’d never seen in their life. She definitely wasn’t Hero, that was for sure, but she could have been their older sister. 

“I thought everyone was here!” she said, but waved Villain in anyway. “Quickly, Hero will be here in a minute.”

Would that they had died before stepping in the door.

Now, ten minutes into a party they needed to escape, and Hero was walking up to them, drink in hand.

“Hi, I’m Hero,” they said, holding out their hand. “I don’t think we’ve met- who did you come with?” 

Oh shit. Villain should have been paying attention to names- but they didn’t exchange any, did they? They didn’t know any of the flannel-covered people… “I’m... Ethan’s... friend,” Villain said uncertainly, hoping to hell that there was an Ethan in the room. That Hero even knew an Ethan. “I’m Villain.”

Hero frowned, glancing around the room. Their expression settled after a moment, and they looked back at Villain with a smile. “It’s great to meet you!”

They moved away, and Villain breathed a sigh of relief. 

Once everyone was busy with their games, Villain decided to sneak upstairs. Maybe they could learn more about Hero. 

The third door they tried looked like Hero’s room- shamefully messy, with sickly green walls that probably hadn’t been painted in years. 

A hand clamped down on their shoulder, spinning them around and slamming them into the wall with a bang. Hero had a hand on Villain’s mouth, the other keeping them pinned to the wall with unnatural strength. 

The sounds from downstairs didn’t stop. 

“Who are you?” Hero demanded, voice low and angry. “Because you’re sure as hell not any friend of Ethan’s.”

So they did know an Ethan. 

Villain glanced down at the hand on their mouth pointedly, and Hero removed it. 

“So you do know an Ethan,” they said. “And you might want to be careful with that super strength or else I’ll figure out exactly who you are and go blabbing to everyone about it.”

Hero’s eyes went wide. “Villain,” they said. “How- how did you find me? Why are you here?” 

Villain rolled their eyes. “I didn’t mean to come on your birthday. Happy birthday, by the way.”

“Thanks,” Hero said without thinking. Then they frowned. “I’m going to turn you in.”

“You can’t. You try to drag me out of this house, and everyone downstairs will know exactly who you are.” Villain grinned. “You think I’m the only bad guy out there?”

Hero scowled, looking away from Villain. “You’re the one pinned to the wall,” Hero said, “I have the-” they caught themself, and Villain could see the grin forming. “The high ground, as it were.”

“Oh my god.” 

“Shut up. I have the upper hand! You should be scared.”

Villain scoffed. “Scared of you? Yeah, no. I have dignity. And,” they added, “I have your name. Which one of us is really in the worse?” 

Hero swallowed. Hard. They stepped back, releasing Villain, jaw clenching and unclenching. “What do you want? Why did you come here?”

They opened their mouth to respond- and stopped. They had come here to threaten Hero. 

“I want you to stop being a vigilante,” Villain said. “Or else I’ll tell everyone.”

“Absolutely not,” Hero said. “No. You can’t stop me.”

“I just told you that I’m threatening you! I’ll tell everyone about you!”

Someone called Hero’s name from downstairs, and they shouted, “Just a minute, start without me!”

They turned back to Villain. “Look. This is a really bad time, is there any way we could postpone this until tonight?”

Villain sighed. As much as they wanted to do what they came to do- threaten Hero, whatever the hell that meant- they also had the information they needed. “Usual place?” they said. “If you don’t show up, I’ll come here.”

Hero glared. “You wouldn’t dare.”

“Or your school. During class. I’ll dress up as your mom.”

“So this is what it feels like to want to murder someone.”

“Go back to the party, I think they’re about to sing happy birthday,” Villain said. 

Hero groaned. “Kill me now.”

“Maybe later,” Villain replied, and pushed Hero towards the door lightly. “Have fun!” they said in a sing-song voice, and climbed out of Hero’s window.

That could have gone a lot better.

It also could have gone a lot worse. 

Secrets - part 2

part 1 here 

The morning light peeks in through the slightly ajar curtains, the rays making Adrian's blond hair look almost golden. Ash just woke up, then trudged half asleep to the kitchen for a glass of water when the sight made them stop in their tracks.

"Good morning!" , Alex announces, coming out of their room sporting a big yawn and the moment just breaks. Ash is just... standing there, in the middle of the hallway, doing practically nothing, staring at Adrian's sleeping figure which only just now twitches a little because of the sound. How were they supposed to explain this?

Ash decides to start with a "Good morning", taking quicker steps to the kitchen and hoping that Alex did not notice the tiny stutter in their voice.

"So, did Adrian finally complete their work?" Alex asks, aggressively poking the sleeping figure on the chair. Ash winces at the sight- that's definitely not the way to wake someone up.

Ash clears their throat with a low hum, "Not really, but they only have one more page left to complete. I was thinking about waking them up in another fifteen minutes-

"WHAT?! THEY STILL HAVE A PAGE LEFT!" Alex screeches, successfully waking up Adrian who jolts awake in their chair, staring at nowhere in particular, a hand coming up to rub their eyes. Ash just sips their water, staring at the scene taking place in the living room from the kitchen. Alex sure was lively in the morning, a little too lively for their personal taste. Adrian didn't seem to mind though, as they patiently answered to any of the questions that Alex had regarding their work. I guess this is a way of caring too, Ash thinks. I wouldn't know, since no one cared for me like that.

Adrian's eyes flicker to theirs for a moment during the conversation, and their face breaks into this bright grin and Ash feels like they're seeing the morning sun all over again. They're too bright, but I can't look away. No... I don’t want to.

"Hey Ash, good morning!"

Ash chokes on their water a little but somehow manages to utter a coherent  "Good morning" in return. They make a mental note that Adrian’s morning voice has super high destructive powers - those husky undertones to that already attractive voice didn’t help calm their erratic heartbeats at all. 

"What, since when did you both become such good friends?!" Alex asks, sounding almost jealous.

Alex’s voice is nice too, a little high, but calming all the same, Ash notices.

"Since last night. " Adrian replies, winking suggestively, earning a punch to their shoulder.

"Ow!"

Ash swears that they tried, tried to keep in the laughter that threatened to tear out of their throat, but they knew that they failed miserably when the first syllable of a chuckle tumbled out of their lips. That chuckle multiplied and soon they're full blown laughing, hand clutching at their stomach.

Adrian and Alex stop their playful banter, all attention trained on their new friend who seemed to be having a good time.

Laughter is a contagious thing, and soon enough, the three of them start cackling, and it's a start to a pleasant morning.

Well, at least until Adrian remembers that they still had their essay to complete.

"Oh shit-

-

Adrian put each of their arm around Ash and Alex, in an attempt to give them a group hug. Alex seemed like they didn't mind for a whole minute, and then they pull away, spouting something along the lines of, "Don't think you can pay me back with just a hug Adrian, this is not going to happen every time-

But Adrian and even Ash, who had just properly met the two of them yesterday can literally see the same situation happening again, like deja vu, but in reverse.

"Well, do you also expect anything else other than a hug from me?" Adrian asks Ash with a cheeky smile, who has been silent for the most part. They could understand that Ash was a person of few words, unlike their noisy roommate.

Ash chuckles, "It would be great if I could hang out with you both more often, if that's okay with you both of course."

A chorus "Of course you can!" is the next thing that Ash hears, making their spine tingle pleasantly.

"You both are so loud, you know that?" Ash says, faking annoyance.

"Well, that's kind of our specialty." Alex grins.

"More like your specialty Alex." Adrian teases.

"Okay, you're going to pay for that Adrian!"

Ash just snorts, watching their first friends ever bicker happily.

Maybe if I'm with you both, I can forget that I'm a villain. Just for a little while.

-

It's been a jolly few months after that, both hero and villain not having much on their plate. But that instead only succeeded in causing immense worry for both the sides (from the villains side, probably only Ash was worried), because not having much to do could only mean one thing-

The villains were planning something big.

Adrian wished that this was like the other jobs, where getting less work was actually a good thing. They find themselves growing restless, looking down at their sweaty palms, even though the night breeze is pretty chilly.

"Adrian, thanks for waiting! Let's go home."

Adrian had come to the grocery store to accompany Alex on a small errand. They said that they were going to buy ingredients for dinner and Adrian thought that it was only right for them to come along, since Alex was cooking for them and Ash. Ash had said that they would drop by later.

It was pretty late in the night, but they weren't worried for themselves, they were the hero, they could manage if anything were to happen. They were however, concerned for Alex's safety. They were a normal civilian and thus had no idea of their other hero persona, about the world of violence and bloodshed that hero was a part of. And they wanted it to stay that way.

Heroes and villains always wore a mask to protect their identities, so there was close to no way for their enemies to find out about their real identity.

At least, that was what Adrian had believed, up until then.

But before Adrian can understand what’s happening, they feel something hard connect to the back of their head, making their vision swim.

No... no... stay awake!

Alex screams their name out, and Adrian suddenly feels so helpless.

Why is all this happening?! Why are they hurting Alex? They have nothing to do with this!

Adrian's ears ring painfully and they just want all of this to stop. They want to stop hurting.

"Stop it... please!"

The last thing they see before everything goes black is a knife pressed to Alex's neck.

Here's the second part / *slides some drama in here* / a little more drama in the next part / ash is still waiting for dinner and they have no clue, the poor thing / adrian knew that grocery store trips were tiring for a reason, but boy were they not expecting this / alex is in for a ride

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