The Hero and The Villain // OxO // Open

I have way too many RPs, but… I want to do yet another RP based on this prompt:

The hero shows up at the villain's doorstep one night. They're shivering, bleeding, scared. There's also a slightly dazed look in their eyes– they were drugged. They look like they were assaulted. They look up at the villain, swaying slightly as they're close to passing out, they mumble, "…didn't know where else to go…" Then collapse into the villain's arms.

I want it to eventually become a romance (so like…slow-burn), and i want it to be gay. I will be the hero, you will be the villain.

Rules:

• all of andrew (Our Supreme Lord and Overseer)'s rules apply
• This will deal with dark, heavy, mature themes
• It may become steamy, if so we will take it to PMs
• There will be cussing
• No one liners, please be descriptive and have good grammar/spelling
• With that said, please be active more than once a day. I understand if you have something going on, just please let me know so I'm not left hanging!
• I reserve the right to say no to requests to join
• if you have any ideas to add drama/suspense/angst to the RP, throw them out there!

I will post the template and my character when someone joins.

(I would love to join)

(I…have no idea who you are lmao. Is there another username you used to go by?)

(… Lol I’m Mood-Swings-Derpachu)

(If you still don’t know who I am I can Yeet a section of a story I’m writing)

(ooooh okay. I feel like we've RPed once before? It was a group RP i think. Can I have like an RP sample, please?)

(Sure thing, let me grab it)

The day was new, the sun was shining down, the grass green as always, the fields empty. Under the sun, Kayla sat alone, letting the cold, gentle breeze wash away her anxiety. She inhaled and exhaled softly, her breath clean and clear, her face smiling and relaxed. Ah, this is life… I could get used to this… she said, her face relaxed and calm. Kayla turned her head, her best friend and companion, Milo the wolf, was rolling around and playing in the grass. He also had a huge grin on his face, his eyes were filled with happiness, even his tail was wagging. Kayla smiled at him before standing up, brushing the left over grass off her kimono. Milo perked his head up, and stopped playing around.

(Cool cool, accepted! Though I have to go now, so I may have to post the template later)

(Alrighty, take all the time you need.)

(I would like to inform you that this Saturday and after that I will be on for only a couple hours at most due to being forced to socialize via a cookie booth and baby shower I really don’t want to experience. Monday’s and Wednesday’s in the after noon I won’t be on for an hour, and on Tuesday’s I won’t be on for three. Thursday’s I’m usually open, but sometimes I have Girl Scouts then, which is like one or two hours. If it’s too much, and you think it’ll be a problem then I’ll try and respond as much as I possibly can.)

(Nah don't worry too much, dude. I'm not usually on on Tuesday evenings, and sometimes not Mondays, and I'm definitely not the most active person out there. All I ask is that you try to respond if and when it's doable, but don't stress :) )

Name:
Age (I'm thinking between 20 and 24):
Gender and Sexuality:
Alias?:
Powers:
Looks:
Other:

Name: Cassian "Cas" Grey
Age: 20, almost 21
Gender and Sexuality: Male, gay
Alias?: Sketch
Powers: ability to make drawings come to life
Looks: Cassian is a bit on the short side, at only 5'4". He is thin, with a good amount of muscle for someone his height. His skin is a light olive color, that tans rather easily. His hair is dark brown, nearly black, and is cut short. It tends to stick up a bit no matter what he does to it. His back and arms are a little scarred from various fights. His eyes are a hazel green, and sometimes appear to be more brown or grey than green. His normal clothing is just casual, a t shirt and jeans. His suit, for fighting and such, is just a dark blue one with light body armor, along with different drawing tools hidden throughout it.
Other: hero.

(I am so sorry to say but I’m in a bad spot mentally. If you want me to leave that’s fine. I’ll be offline for a day after a couple more minutes. If I come online I’m DMing my close friends at school quickly. I’m so sorry. I’ll return as soon as possible. Probably tomorrow)

(Again, don't worry about it. Despite what the rules say, I'm not going to hound on you for needing to be off for a while. I'm willing to wait. I'll bump this if you haven't replied in a few days, but other than that, don't worry too much, take all the time you need. I'll be waiting :) (that sounded creepy but I meant it like…in a not creepy way lmao))

(I’ll fill it out right now. I’m so sorry. I was… going through something yesterday if you saw the venting chat…)

(Alright! Dude, again, don't worry about it. I don't follow the venting chat, so I didn't see)

Name: Crinal “Cri” All-Star
Age (I'm thinking between 20 and 24): 22
Gender and Sexuality: Male, extremely gay
Alias?: Shapeshifting
Powers: Can transform into a cat, dog, wolf, and fox.
Looks: A very pale male, standing at 6’2 with spiky cyan hair. His hair is held out of his face with a black bandana. Crinal always has his eyes at half, or not open at all. It’s weird to think that he can see. His one eye is very dark cyan the other is pure white. Crinal’s outfit is basically Robin from Fire Emblem’s outfit, but the hood is always up and it’s closed up. (Here’s a link to a google search lmao https://www.google.com/search?q=robin+fire+emblem&rlz=1C9BKJA_enUS865US867&oq=robin+fiee&aqs=chrome.1.69i57j0l3.4713j0j7&hl=en-US&sourceid=chrome-mobile&ie=UTF-8&safe=active&surl=1)
Other: Villian

(There he is. I’m in the middle of class so I might do some touch ups if you want me to.)

(Oh! I like him! Shall I get a starter up?)

(Alright! I might go silent for a bit, it’s basically the end of school. I’ll reply if I can, but when I get home I’ll reply super fast. I’m not busy at all today!)

(alright!)

Cassian stumbled and nearly fell, going to his knees for a long minute before he had the strength to move again. With a choked off groan of pain, he forced himself to his feet, and nearly fell again as he knocked on the door. Please. Please. He thought fuzzily. A bloodied pen was gripped in his fingertips, and his clothes were tattered and bloodstained. His eyes were dilated, face ashen with the effects of the drug still pulsing through his system.

Crinal stood up, sighing aggressively. These kids are so annoying. I hate every single one of them! They keep knocking, laughing and ditching.
Crinal unlocked the door and swung it open aggressively. “LISTEN HERE CAN YOU FUCKING ST-“
Crinal’s aggression turned into complete confusion. “Cas…? Why are you here…? Did I do something again? I haven’t done anything bad for a week.”
Crinal looked at Cassian’s face, noticing the pale and red face. He was looking at the hero who has been stopping him for years, but something wasn’t right. Crinal mostly teased Cas when he gets caught, it was funny to flirt with someone on the job, especially when most of the time they don’t hear it over alarms.
“Hey, is everything alright…? You look extremely drunk… mixed with dying…” Crinal said awkwardly.

Cas peered up at Crinal, blinking hard. "I…I don't have…I didn't have else t-to go…" he whispered, swaying and starting to fall, the pen slipping out from his fingers as he collapsed. He looked like he had been through hell; his clothing was torn and damaged, bruising dark on his olive toned skin. There was spots on his wrists that had been rubbed raw, scabbed and bleeding.

(By the way, do you have any triggers or things you'd rather me not include?)

(No. Not really.)

(alright cool)

Cas peered up at Crinal, blinking hard. "I…I don't have…I didn't have else t-to go…" he whispered, swaying and starting to fall, the pen slipping out from his fingers as he collapsed. He looked like he had been through hell; his clothing was torn and damaged, bruising dark on his olive toned skin. There was spots on his wrists that had been rubbed raw, scabbed and bleeding.

Crinal caught Cas mid fall. Jesus, am I tired or is he just heavy? Crinal struggled to pick Cas up, carrying him bridal style inside his empty dark apartment. The tv was still on, showing the news of a story no one cares about, the usual. Crinal put Cas down on the couch, went back outside to grab Cas’s pen, and walked over to a cabinet, getting bandaids. He walked back over and wrapped the bandages over his minor wounds.
“Wow, you weren’t kidding when you said you got drugged, you look basically dead.” Crinal said, a bit of a giggle in his voice. “You can stay here until you get better, then you need to leave.”
Crinal sat down on the floor in front of the couch, flipping through channels with a remote.
(Sorry I didn’t respond I can’t no more until I get home and charge my school IPad I’m sorry)

Cas didn't respond, having fallen unconscious. He was limp in Crinal's arms and then on the couch. After a few minutes, he shifted, letting out a groan. He blinked his eyes open, rolling onto his back and letting out a soft, pained sound. He pushed himself upright, eyes flickering around the room, lower lip caught between his teeth.

(it's fine!)