Mysticallilac - I'll Betray You Like A Man

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February Prompts 🌹

Word prompts to use for doodling or writing

love letter

birds

snowfall

dinner date

mirror

sky

chocolates

poem

rainbow

cards

dream

ring

mountains

kisses

cashmere

dance

roses

heart candies

gifts

cupcakes

diary

carousel

watercolor

love language

rainday

cabin

envelope

ribbons

Is AO3 down? What am I supposed to do now, talk to my friends?

Absolutely ridiculous.

Aaahhh I'm in love with this

Fire and Darkness

The Chosen One.

The Dark One.

Face to face at last.

For years, The Dark Ones ruled. Nights were spent cowering in fear because of them. 

Now, it was time.

The Chosen One was here.

Prophecized to defeat The Dark Ones once and for all.

Trained for years in magic, weapons, brains, and brawn.

Trained to bring an end to the darkness. 

Trained to become the perfect warrior.

The perfect machine for peace.

"What's your name, oh, Great Chosen One? Fire Heart?"

"Fire Star."

"Hmm, is that really the best they could come up with?" The Dark One asked, their smile mischievous but only a fool would let their guard down around them. 

At no response from The Chosen One, they made an effort to shrug, "No matter. I'm sure they must have told you all about me."

Fire Star didn't answer.

"I'm one of The Dark Ones. The Dark One as far as you know." Their eyes narrowed and they took out their swords. "You can call me Villain." 

At still no answer from their opponent, they let out a battle cry and charged.

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The Dark One took a step forward, their arms full, then… they got down on one knee.

A peculiarly shaped black box in one hand, clasped to their chest where their heart would be.

Their other hand around a single blood red rose, gentle enough to not to break its thin stem.

Fire Star didn’t move.

They didn’t flinch, but they didn’t know what to think.

Villain took a deep breath and looked up.

And they couldn't speak.

Every second that passed on in silence, Fire Star just grew angrier... and more on edge.

Meanwhile, Villain felt like their chest was about to close in on itself, making it harder and harder to breathe.

This wasn't how Dark Ones acted; this wasn't how Dark Ones should act, thought Fire Star. Something was wrong. Something was very wrong.

Villain could see their opponent straining their ears and eyes, to get an inkling, a clue, of an ambush or attack. 

But there was nothing.

Only distant meows and car horns, and the flickering of a single lamp post down the street if you were desperate.

And, despite being two of the most powerful beings in the city, both of them radiated desperation right now.

Villain, struggling to breathe, struggling to get their words out, struggling to break the silence.

And Fire Star, struggling to gain control — or keep it if they had it already — they hated that they couldn't tell.

Villain gulped and took another breath.

Fire Star tightened their hand around their weapons. "Speak. Before I decide to silence you for good."

That knocked some sense into them, Fire Star thought, because they finally spoke. 

“Fire Star,” Villain’s voice was hoarse, nervous tremble evident. “Fire Star. I think… I think… You were sent to end me, but then you didn't and I thought you were a pathetic spineless do-gooder like all the others."

Fire Star didn’t say a word.

Villain continued, “And then. Then you- you took that hush money. I thought that was it, the defeat of the so-called Chosen One. Corrupted by the root of all evils. Such a fitting end.”

Fire Star looked bored, but they didn’t interrupt. They wanted to know where this was going.

“And then. Gosh, Fire Star, when you didn’t even flinch when I threatened to drop that sleazebag mayor off that building. And when you didn't flinch when I actually dropped them," Villain’s eyes were sparkling, their face was in awe. "I knew you were something.”

“I distinctly remember pushing you off that building too.”

“Yes! Exactly! All those heroes, they have their moral code, but you. You... wow.”

“I’m not a hero.”

“No, you're definitely not. You pushed me off. You wanted to kill me and you made good on your word and you did almost kill me. I never thought you would do that. It was terrifying…"

"I'm failing to see the point here."

"Fire Star. You have robbed me, mauled me, left me bloody and bruised. You have attempted to kill me multiple times. You use whatever means to get what you want, be it murder, blackmail, magic, science. You don't mess around. If you want something, you take it.

"Fire Star. What I'm trying to say is... You’re unhinged. You’re terrifying. But every time you stab someone, I- I just want to kiss you even more.” Now that got a surprised eyebrow raise from Fire Star, but Villain continued. “I think I love you. I think I’m in love with you, Fire Star."

"... What?" Fire Star’s poker face was good.

“I can’t believe it either. I… I’ve never felt this way before. I think I'm in love with you, and- and- and I don't know what to do anymore."

Villain could almost hear the gears in Fire Star's head turning. Would they believe them? Would they try to kill them?

Then, in what felt like an eternity, the silence of the rooftop was replaced with the sound of laughter. Honest, unrestrained, crazed, manic, melodic laughter. 

Absolute perfection. Villain could listen to that laugh all day.

"Oh, gosh. Oh, gosh," they had to hold their knees for support, "Oh, gosh! Seriously?" Their weapons never left their hands. "I hadn't pegged you for the type to fall in love. I was thinking of angles, researching, trying to figure your actions out. But we both lost. You fell in love and I didn't even think of… that being your reason." 

Villain's heart was thumping erratically while Fire Star continued laughing, losing their breath, and their balance — they had never seen them this carefree, they had never looked so happy. Villain had never seen them smile before. 

And for good reason. Fire Star had been raised a machine, at the cost of breaking them and their humanity.

They had never been this free. 

But Villain, The Dark One, had just done the most human thing in both of their dark lives.

They had made them laugh.

The Chosen One.

The Dark One.

Human at last.

Fin 🖤 ---

A/N:

For Villaintine’s Day 2023 by @black-rose-events

Pairing: Chosen one hero-turned-villain x My choice

Dialogue:

"I think… I think I love you" 

"...What?"

"I hadn't pegged you for the type to fall in love. I was thinking of angles, researching, trying to figure your actions out. But we both lost. You fell in love and I didn't even think of that being your reason."

Finishing touch: Blood red rose

Also used this prompt by @mysticallilac: (Your prompt was inspiring, thank you so much!)

"Every time you stab someone, I want to kiss you even more."

Thank you @surplus-of-sarcasm for your help!

A/N: I tried to practice writing✨dark✨ this time :) Then I had trouble with the ending because I didn't know how to end it without feeling bad. I forced myself to somehow get something and ended up with this :)