Random Thing #7:

Random thing #7:

Tw: Suicidal thoughts and words

The Villain had Hero cornered. There was nowhere to go.

They had been fighting for what feels like hours, and Hero couldn’t stop once to catch their breath. It’s was too much, they wanted to stop.

Just stop fighting.

And that’s what they did. They stopped themselves from fighting and slumped against the wall behind them.

And now here they were, sitting against the wall breathing heavily while Villain stood in front of them with a gun pointed at their head.

“Well, looks like I win.” Villain grinned. “Any last words, Hero?”

Last words. That was something Hero could never imagine saying. They had promised themselves they would never end up in a situation where they needed to say last words. Now they were trying to find last words. They couldn’t think of anything except two words.

“Thank you.”

Thank you. That was it. Was that really it?

Villain’s grin died and they lowered the gun just a bit. Their eyes shined with confusion.

“Excuse me?”

“Thank you.” Hero repeated. They did mean it. They couldn’t thank the Villain enough.

“You want to die?” Villain questioned. The gun lowered and lowered even more until Villain’s arm dropped to the side.

“I mean… you’ve always wanted me dead.” The Hero couldn’t help but smile. “So what’s holding you back so suddenly?”

It was true. Villain did want them dead. Back in the days, Villain could do anything they wanted and not get in trouble for it. But all of that ended when Hero came and stopped them.

But being a hero was more stressful than anyone could imagine. It always stressed Hero that the city relied on them. How they had to save everyone from crime. It wasn’t fair. Everyone could do whatever they wanted and Hero had to act like their guardian or something.

They never got a break. And they would become a fool if they quit what they were doing. They didn’t have a choice.

But now they did. Right here in this moment. If Villain could just pull the trigger, all their worries would be left behind within an instant. But for some reason, Villain hesitated.

Their eyes went from confusion to concern. Their arm didn’t lift back up. Why weren’t they doing anything? Are they seriously showing mercy?

Finally, the Villain tucked their gun away. But why? Why? They had me cornered and helpless! Why won’t they kill me?

The Hero almost lunged at the Villain, they dropped to their knees and almost sounded like they were begging.

“What are you doing?! Kill me!” The Hero was begging. “Why are you throwing your chance away! Just kill me! You always wanted too!” They felt their throat close, tears emerged from their eyes. “Kill me! Please! Just do it! Please! Just kill-“

The Hero couldn’t even finish their begging due to how hard Villain had hugged them. They dropped to their knees and closely wrapped their arms around the Hero.

They couldn’t remember the last time they’ve been hugged. Ever since they became the hero they refused any love and affection, they thought they were too tough for that.

But now, that’s what they needed.

They gripped the back of Villain’s shirt and began to sob right into their shoulder. Everything they bottled in was finally coming out. The soft rocking back and forth and the soft “shh” made Hero calm down.

The Villain was comforting them. They didn’t know why they were, but they were grateful they did.

Once the Hero’s throat opened again, they gently pushed themselves away from Villain. Crying was a weakness to them, they didn’t want Villain to see them cry. Not once, and not ever.

“I-I’m sorry…” they murmured through sniffles. “I… I don’t know what I’m doing and-“

“Shh…” The Villain gently stroked Hero’s hair. “It’s alright.” They whispered. Something about their voice made Hero want to stay in their arms and never let go. “It’s going to be alright.”

Was it though? Hero couldn’t tell. They had just revealed to Villain how much they wanted to die. How much they didn’t want to do anything anymore. Who knows what would happen next.

Very slowly Villain helped them off their knees and onto their feet. Their eyes slowly met with one another, and Hero felt a warm hand press on their cheek.

“Hero.” Villains voice still remained as gentle as waves crashing in at night. “I don’t know what you are going through, but I know how you feel.” For once in their life, the Villain was being honest. Which was rare on typical occasions. “But I want you to relax for me and talk to me. About anything.”

This seemed so strange to Hero. At first the Villain was throwing threats, swinging fists and then pointed a gun at their head. And now here they were comforting Hero as best as they could. It all seemed so strange, but Hero needed this. Nobody gave them support like this.

And so, Hero talked to Villain. They told them every single thing that was on their mind. And for the first time in a long while, someone actually listened to them.

Can you do a continuation of my ask about the phys!cally @bused hero?

No Matter the Cost, Pt. 2

I gotchu! @stopstealingtomatoes

Part 1

Tw: description of wounds, knife, blood, accidental violence (marked as violence in the tags)

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Two cracked ribs. One fractured vertebrae. A dislocated ankle. A stab wound to the shoulder. All fresh, and the only one that had come from the fight was when the kid jumped in front of the knife to try and save their mentor. Hero was asleep, but Villain doubted they would stay that way if they started working on patching up Hero’s wounds. They needed sleep, evident by the dark circles under their eyes, but Villain needed to patch those wounds, and soon. Sleep wouldn’t help Hero if they bled out or died from an infection.

“Hero? Hero, wake up.” Villain reached for Hero’s uninjured shoulder, shaking them slowly. The kid’s eyes snapped open in an instant, their entire body going rigid when their eyes met Villain’s. “Hero, hey, you’re safe here. You’re okay.” They recoiled from Villain’s touch, but still stayed on the table. They weren’t running, which Villain perceived as miracle in itself. The kid looked around with wide eyes, no doubt taking in every detail of the place they could.

“You’re at my base Hero. You needed medical treatment, and I didn’t want to leave you where I found you after um… all that. This was the best option.” Hero took in a sharp breath. Tears formed in Hero’s eyes as they murmured the superhero’s name. They tried to sit up, but collapsed against the table with a whimper. Villain watched the irregular rise and fall of their chest speed up with a grimace. It must hurt when Hero took a breath.

“Look kid, I can’t even imagine what you’re going through right now.” They placed a hand on Hero’s shoulder and squeezed it lightly. To Hero’s credit, they didn’t shy away again. “I need you to stay still so I can get you somewhere to rest. Can you do that for me?” Hero nodded and squeezed their eyes closed. Villain picked up the hero, only for them to start squirming.

“Hey! What- let me go! I can walk!”

“Not on that ankle you can’t. It’ll have to be popped back into place before you walk anywhere.” Villain shushed their continued protests until Hero finally fell completely silent. That was, until the hero suddenly tensed in Villain’s arms. “Is… is that-”

“Villain…” Supervillain strolled down the hall towards them, looking not at the villain, but towards the hero. “I have a few plans to discuss with you. But first, why is Hero here?”

“Supervillain, I’ll explain everything in a minute. Could you get Healer for me, while I get them situated?” Supervillain— albeit confused— nodded to the other and watched as Villain carried Hero past them and stopped at the door of a small guest room.

Villain looked around at the room- just a bed and a small table off to the side. They brought Hero in the room and carefully set them on the bed. Villain moved to the table and grabbed the first aid kit. They reached in and pulled out a cold pack, holding it out to Hero.

Hero swatted the hand away, pulling themselves up to a sitting position and swinging their legs over the side of the bed before Villain could stop them.

"Hero lay down, you need to-"

"No."

"No?"

"I need to get back to them. I can't leave Superhero." They slid off the bed, failing to hide a hiss from the criminal.

“Superhero is gone, Hero. There’s nothing you can do.” They started softly. But when Hero didn’t stop, Villain stepped in front of them and tried again. “Hero, they’re dead. Now lay back down. You’re going to hurt yourself even more.”

Hero didn’t budge.

“Please let me go.” They whispered. But Villain didn’t move. “Please… Please let me go. You- you don’t know what they’re capable of. Please-

“Hey. Look at me.” Villain set a firm hand on Hero’s shoulder, and Hero looked up, eyes wide, jaw trembling, the poor thing was still afraid of-

Hero punched them square in the jaw.

Stars exploded in their vision. They barely heard the terrified apologies and questions of concern spewing from Hero’s lips as Villain stumbled back into a wall. A figure slipped past them into the room, Hero suddenly crying out in agony.

Villain honed in on the supervillain standing over the hero laying at their feet, curled up so tightly Villain couldn’t see their face. “Supervillain don’t hurt them! It was an accident!” Supervillain turned to look at Villain, their normal mask of indifference gone, replaced by something the villain couldn’t comprehend.

“Get Healer.” Villain didn’t know how they’d suddenly gotten beside the two, but they really didn’t care at this moment.

“All I did was touch them…” Supervillain gestured to the trembling human ball of limbs with a bloodied hand before turning back to Villain. “Tell me the person responsible for turning Hero into this is dead.”

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