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#6
"You're unbelievable."
"I don't quite care. Did you come here to nag about my lifestyle or to tell me something useful?"
Antagonist sighed and shook his head. God, this little shit just didn't care about her own goddamn health, did she. That's when he got an idea.
Using his telekinetic powers he took away the probably fifth coffee that day and the laptop from Protagonist's hands.
"Hey! I am working!"
"Too bad. Today you're getting to relax like a normal human person." With a flick of his hand Protagonist was also floating in mid-air. A pout formed on her lips, furrowing brows indicating annoyance.
"Asshole."
"Correction: I'm your asshole. Therefore, shut up and let me take care of you for once. You push yourself so much, you deserve a little pampering."
"But-"
"No buts. Come on now, I know you like my cooking~" With that, they headed to the kitchen, where they spent the rest of the day cooking together.
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thank you ;w;
“Hey [Hero]. What do you want for Christmas?”
“Excuse me?”
Villain smirked. Hero stepped back, unsure what is going on. Recently, Villain was very kind to them, wasn’t punching them with all their power. It was weird. Alarming even.
“You know, Christmas. Present. What do you want?” Villain pushed.
“You mean… from you?”
“Yeah. Who else?”
“Well I… I didn’t think you would…”
“But I do.” Villain touched Hero’s cheek, their thumb gently stroking the skin. “So, what do you want? You can ask for everything.”
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#5
"Do you ever stop working?"
No answer came. Only the typing of lighting-fast fingers could be heard.
Antagonist pouted. He stood up from the bed and made his way graciously to the hunched figure at the desk. The sight of Protagonist actually worried him (not that he would admit it); bags under tired eyes, chapped lips, greasy hair in a messy bun, scruffy clothes, posture that only worsened already existing back problems. He clicked his tongue, and went around her. Suddenly, her laptop was shut and she was yanked out of her chair.
"Hey! I was in middle of something!"
"Don't care. You're going to bed."
Before Protagonist could protest, he lead her to bed and made her lay down. She furrowed her brows, as he circled his arms around her.
Damn it.
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"..Can I ask for something that will last?"
"Anything."
Silence. A moment of serenity between them. Hero glanced at Villain; they seemed so sincere, so kind at the moment. Hero felt free to ask for what they truly wanted.
"I only want peace with you."
“Hey [Hero]. What do you want for Christmas?”
“Excuse me?”
Villain smirked. Hero stepped back, unsure what is going on. Recently, Villain was very kind to them, wasn’t punching them with all their power. It was weird. Alarming even.
“You know, Christmas. Present. What do you want?” Villain pushed.
“You mean… from you?”
“Yeah. Who else?”
“Well I… I didn’t think you would…”
“But I do.” Villain touched Hero’s cheek, their thumb gently stroking the skin. “So, what do you want? You can ask for everything.”
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#4
It would be shocking for them to be seen like this. Sitting next to each other on the bed, dressed into casual clothes, shoulders and thighs touching, as they were looking at a certain newspaper article on their phones.
The peak of Protagonist's reactions to the article was a sigh. She knew people tried to get more dirt on them than necessary. "Is Protagonist really a hero? Is Antagonist really the villain? Are they working together?" Like, fuck, she never said or even thought she was heroic. Ever. She even pointed it out several times. When will people learn?
On the other hand, Antagonist was amused, a small smirk tugging at his lips. He was absolutely delighted that people were questioning them both; it gave them attention and, in a sense, validation. The shock, pondering, critic, nagging and everything in between coming from the public meant they were important enough to stir up the city peace. It meant they were the centre of all happenings.
"Well, 'golden girl'... I guess you're not as perfect as we thought~"
"I said that about a billion times, so fuck off."
Antagonist chuckled at her retort, and wrapped an arm around Protagonist, smirking at the little flustered flinch he felt. She wasn't used to touch: she had to distance herself from other people to not get anyone hurt.
"Either way... It's nice they finally gave us some recognition! Don't you think?" He said with a light hearted laugh, looking at her. In response she just shook her head, but that was expected. She never wanted the public to know about her. Her identity was supposed to be secret.
"You know that the press will insist on making us take a stance on this, right?" Asked Protagonist, looking at Antagonist. He hummed, nodded, and pulled her into his lap. Suddenly a bright blush appeared on her cheeks; again, she wasn't used to this. Antagonist found it truly endearing; it was a side of her only he was able to see, which in itself was odd, considering they were supposed to be enemies. They weren't supposed to feel attracted to each other, but that didn't stop them anyway.
"I could declare my feelings towards you at the press.. Don't you agree~?" He kissed the top of her head.
"A-antagonist!"
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#3
Protagonist was sitting on the edge of a building, despite her fear of heights. The city buzz was usually annoying, but at the moment, it calmed her. A soothing background noise, making sure she still felt alive.
A pair of [colour] eyes stared at her from a distance. The figure was well hidden, and no one would notice Antagonist under normal circumstances, save maybe for the weird feeling of being watched. But, she had powerful senses, and got aware of him pretty quickly.
"I thought you would come later, around 2-3 am..." She spoke all too softly, turning her head just enough to see him out of corner of her eye. Her gaze was met with a piercing almost-glare.
"...My schedule cleared up earlier than usual." Came the simple answer, as Antagonist took a step out of shadows, towards her. She just patted the space next to her, inviting him to sit down as well, which he did.
"...Aren't you afraid of heights?" His head tilted to the side, as he stared at her, observing even the tiniest movement she made: the relatively relaxed rising of her chest, the small puff of warm air as it collided with coldness around them, and her glance down into the gape before them.
"Yeah... But..."
"But?"
Protagonist stayed silent, while thinking. She tried to come up with an logical answer, but found that there was none, so she just staring at the cityscape before them. Antagonist's brows furrowed, not quite satisfied with lack of an answer, but he stayed quiet.
"I… I guess it's a beautiful view…" She said after a while, raising her gaze up to the night sky. A smirk appeared on Antagonist's lips. "Is a nice view really worth the possibility of me pushing you down?"
She remained quiet for a moment, pondering about the answer. Finally, after several minutes, she turned to him, a small smile gracing her lips. "That's what makes it even more precious."
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#2
"Let me help you."
"I don't want your help."
"I've noticed."
Silence. The two were just staring at each other, but Protagonist looked so... Tired. Tired of him. Bags under her eyes, messy hair, scruffy clothes, bruises here and there. Yet, she proudly held her head high and stood in front of him.
"...I'm not going to beg. My offer will stand, but it's not my job to beg you to seek help." The distance and coldness made Antagonist flinch ever so slightly. He didn't know how to respond to that, and neither had the time.
She disappeared in mere seconds.
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Thank you so much ;w;
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The two were standing opposite of each other amidst the battle. World around them was silent. Dark. Motionless, as they were staring into each others’ soul.
Or so the Antagonist thought. He could never quite read the Protagonist: she was as unpredictable as the wind. Cold and distant, yet warm and passionate. She was cynical and critical, yet held so much hope and determination for the humanity.
He looked deep into her eyes, and imagined he has seen some form of sadness. Questioning. Why would you do this?
“Well, well, hero… World is so cruel, isn’t it?” he stated with a grin. Finally, after so much time of dodging each other and fighting in only in brief instances, they had all the time in the world. He made sure of that.
The Protagonist remained silent. She didn’t show any emotion, any empathy, anything. It irked Antagonist endlessly. He wanted a reaction, not apathy. He continued.
“It’s so cruel… Always taking, never giving… Someone has to return the favour, to try take something from this world, from the God himself-“
"The whole point of life is that it is cruel.”
W… What? What kind of statement was that?
The Protagonist put her weapon away, yet there was suddenly a burning, raging fire in her eyes as she glared the Antagonist down. He sunk a little, his mouth agape, the weapon slipping from his hands.
“Life is hard, terrible, unfair, ironic, almost impossible at times. It has always been that way. And it always will be like that.” She hissed, taking a step towards him. “You think I don’t know that? That’s the point of my whole existence! To do good! To gain courage and fight the cruelty, the evil, all the bullshit life gives us!” Her voice was getting louder and louder with each sentence, ice being replaced with scorching heat.
“The easiest thing to do is to be evil! To destroy! To poison! To ruin! It’s far, far harder to do some good in this twisted and fucked up world!” She took another step forward, as he took a step back, away, away from the ugly truth-
“I don’t care that you had a rough life! So did a million, billion, trillion other people! Yet they have the balls to face the new day with good in their hearts! Sure, I feel empathy towards you for the shit, but life is like that! You are supposed to fight the problem, not become part of the problem! You lost all my remorse with the course of actions you took!” The yelling filled the air with tension. Antagonist found it hard to breathe - he was completely and utterly terrified. This wasn’t supposed to happen- It was time for his triumph! Or was it..?
“I am not throwing a pity party for you. Square up to the world! Show you have the guts to know life is shit, yet still try your best! You, like everyone else, have so much potential! It’s on you to use it or not!"
She was right in front of him, panting hard after the whole speech. It felt good - good to finally let this off her chest. To finally tell him what she thinks, since he bothered her so many times to tell him.
There was no more need to fight that day. The Protagonist, after a while of mutual staring, turned and left, leaving the Antagonist to his own devices.
He felt devastated. Beat up. Self conscious. Antagonist never expected that reaction. It hit him like a bullet, and it was never going to leave his mind.
Never.
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The two were standing opposite of each other amidst the battle. World around them was silent. Dark. Motionless, as they were staring into each others' soul.
Or so the Antagonist thought. He could never quite read the Protagonist: she was as unpredictable as the wind. Cold and distant, yet warm and passionate. She was cynical and critical, yet held so much hope and determination for the humanity.
He looked deep into her eyes, and imagined he has seen some form of sadness. Questioning. Why would you do this?
"Well, well, hero... World is so cruel, isn't it?" he stated with a grin. Finally, after so much time of dodging each other and fighting in only in brief instances, they had all the time in the world. He made sure of that.
The Protagonist remained silent. She didn't show any emotion, any empathy, anything. It irked Antagonist endlessly. He wanted a reaction, not apathy. He continued.
"It's so cruel... Always taking, never giving... Someone has to return the favour, to try take something from this world, from the God himself-"
"The whole point of life is that it is cruel."
W... What? What kind of statement was that?
The Protagonist put her weapon away, yet there was suddenly a burning, raging fire in her eyes as she glared the Antagonist down. He sunk a little, his mouth agape, the weapon slipping from his hands.
"Life is hard, terrible, unfair, ironic, almost impossible at times. It has always been that way. And it always will be like that." She hissed, taking a step towards him. "You think I don't know that? That's the point of my whole existence! To do good! To gain courage and fight the cruelty, the evil, all the bullshit life gives us!" Her voice was getting louder and louder with each sentence, ice being replaced with scorching heat.
"The easiest thing to do is to be evil! To destroy! To poison! To ruin! It's far, far harder to do some good in this twisted and fucked up world!" She took another step forward, as he took a step back, away, away from the ugly truth-
"I don't care that you had a rough life! So did a million, billion, trillion other people! Yet they have the balls to face the new day with good in their hearts! Sure, I feel empathy towards you for the shit, but life is like that! You are supposed to fight the problem, not become part of the problem! You lost all my remorse with the course of actions you took!" The yelling filled the air with tension. Antagonist found it hard to breathe - he was completely and utterly terrified. This wasn't supposed to happen- It was time for his triumph! Or was it..?
"I am not throwing a pity party for you. Square up to the world! Show you have the guts to know life is shit, yet still try your best! You, like everyone else, have so much potential! It's on you to use it or not!"
She was right in front of him, panting hard after the whole speech. It felt good - good to finally let this off her chest. To finally tell him what she thinks, since he bothered her so many times to tell him.
There was no more need to fight that day. The Protagonist, after a while of mutual staring, turned and left, leaving the Antagonist to his own devices.
He felt devastated. Beat up. Self conscious. Antagonist never expected that reaction. It hit him like a bullet, and it was never going to leave his mind.
Never.
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oh god, it’s the cursed deviantart pear----

happy birthday, you birthday person
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feb.xx.19
was originally suppose to be 2p!Ancient Rome but since I got reeeaaally lazy, have Luciano looking demonic instead
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i love 2p italy too much
So which of you is the better flirt?
Luciano: *Sparkles as he charmingly smirks at them* Me, of course Allen: Hey!!! Me too!! //Allen is the aggressive type of flirt so it mostly depends on the person??//
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Awwwe, you’re leaving? Could we all at least get some goodbye kisses?~ (*^▽^*)

Luciano: Anything for you,bella~ *blows a kiss*

Allen: Mwah~! * blows a kiss* Don’t do anything naughty while we’re gone~ Not without me at least–// WE REACHED 200 FOLLOWS OMG THANK YOU SO MUCH GUYS, I CAN’T BELIEVE THIS - S O B S–//
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Pull me into a bathroom at a party and tell me how bad you want me. Then fuck me.
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here they use garfield usually, so that's nice.
saw a newspaper comics section for the first time in years. at least half the comics were just a lazy husband & nagging wife. no other punchline. I literally cannot imagine going through life as a straight person
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