#supervillian

A clash of wills between Altairey's Bolt and Demain - who will come out on top?

Loki had always enjoyed being the center of attention. Being the one that everyone way looking at, and talking about, being admired and the best place to be the center of attention? A party! Or in this case, a gala.

It was hosted by The Crows, and being a member of the council that oversees The Crows he was obviously invited! It was different from the massive feasts Loki had gotten used to in his youth, this was quieter. cleaner. Atleast on the surface, but Loki knew it was all just a facade. The drama was all the same, just repackaged to look elegant and classy.

He didn't mind. This place was built on lies, and Loki loved a good lie. So he stood slightly off to the side, listening and watching. Catching every bit of gossip and drama, for when he finally decided to join a conversation.

its every villians favorite side kick: Elasticana!

i redrew this one pic from ages ago to kinda reset my skillset lookit how good my art got :)

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“Oh love, I told you this would happen.” 

Hero looked up with wide eyes, legs trembling as they tried to push themselves further against the wall. 

Their eyes burned with the heat of tears they denied themselves to shed in front of their captor, Supervillain thrived in vulnerability, they fed off of it like a leech and Hero would not give them such satisfaction. 

They watched with shaking breaths as the other approached, cold sweat running down their back as the looming figure of their master’s enemy leaned down, towering over them even when bent over right in half, having them feeling like a scared mouse in the corner of a cage. 

A warm hand cupped their cheek, and Hero was far too scared to flinch back, caught frozen. Supervillian’s thumbs stroked their cheeks. 

“I’m so sorry, I can’t remember if I locked the door this morning,” Supervillian said, kneeling down before them, gently twisting their head, forcing Hero to look straight at them. The pure worry in their eyes made Hero dizzy. “Is that how you got out?” 

Hero found themselves absentmindedly nodding. 

Supervillain sighed “I’m sorry, love, I know how impulsive you can be when given the chance, it won’t happen again.” 

Slowly, as if with a scared feral cat, the criminal approached their victim. Pulling them in by the neck, and leaning to kiss their forehead. 

Then, they felt it. The prick of a needle, the sharp pain of metal breaking the skin, a weave of nausea, and the feeling of laying in wet fabric. 

The hold tightened, they were being rocked. 

“I know you don’t like it when I use it, it’s okay, you’re okay,” Supervillain whispered, pulling Hero impossibly closer “but I know you won’t behave on the way back home, you get so angry when this happens. So this is for both of us, okay? To make the way as comfortable for us as we can.” 

A foggy drowsiness started to overtake, and whatever words Supervillain offered as comfort muddled together into a pile of nonsensical gentleness accompanied by the soft touches of hands responsible for so much bloodshed.

Hero trembled still.

Their head fell full weight over the other’s shoulder. 

*

“What happened to your pet? They look horrible,” asked Villain, entering the studio. 

“Escape attempt,” Supervillain answered, eyes not leaving the sleeping face of the hero laying in their lap, brushing their head off of their face “didn’t get too far, those traps really roughed them up.” 

“I didn’t go to the trouble to get them for you just so you can break them, take care of your things.”

“I do, Villain, I’ll make sure they never want to pull something like this again once they heal. Now, what did you want here?” 

Villain smiled halfheartedly, throwing the front page of the newsletter to the couch Supervillain sat on.

A YEAR AFTER THEIR DISAPPEARING, EFFORTS TO FIND [HERO] HAVE ALL BEEN DISMISSED.

Gently despite the enthusiasm, Supervillain pulled Hero up, pressing them against their chest and smiling with their face buried in the other’s hair. 

Finally.

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More short ones people, I need to practice after like two months of writing nothing but scienc-y stuff.

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