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philiatrix · 12 days

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So I read AK Caggiano's Throne in the Dark and I'm not the same person anymore

#my art #philiatrix #villains and virtues #Throne in the Dark

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luckylolabug · 4 months

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I've been binging the Villains and Virtues books by A.K Caggiano and have had these two living in my head rent free for like two weeks now.

#bugs doodles #villains and virtues #ammalie avington #damien maleficus bloodthorne #bookblr

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lassflores · 1 year

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Damien & Amma 💜

#throne in the dark #illustration #art #dnd #villains and virtues #amma and damien

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eccentric-ocean · 2 months

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A few quotes from Eclipse of the Crown, which I finished yesterday and loved. I read this whole series in a couple weeks so yeah. I was Invested.

“No, that is not what I am saying. The rest of these villains are just uncouth, and I prefer nuance to my cruelty.”

“It’s your fault—you’ve made me wicked,” she said, and he thought he might die by her words alone.

The newest imp had taken to being a cat as well as a cat took to water, which wasn’t very good, but still somehow capable of finding a way to survive.

Even in this moment, feverish and ill and mind on the verge of being addled, he thought to whisper to her that, if he could love someone, it would be her. It was completely selfish, but the part of him that wanted her to know was growing in the wake of his weakness.

But Xander had told her that scheming was twice as important as striking, and he’d managed to stay alive this long despite being very murderable.

“Amma, please, you have to go,” he begged even as he held her so tightly she could never escape

“Don’t you ever try to make me stop loving you again,” she hissed, and then she was kissing him.

#eclipse of the crown #villains and virtues #ak caggiano #books #reading

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bemyvillain · 2 months

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I fear that I will never love a romance plotline as much as I loved Villains & Virtues

#villains and virtues #how was it actually funny #barely any spice yet i was GRIPPED #yappings

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witchlingsandwyverns · 1 year

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So I read throne in the dark (villains and virtues) and enjoyed myself immensely 👀

#villains and virtues #throne in the dark

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thecasualbookreviewer · 4 months

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⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️

Eclipse of the crown, A. K. Caggiano

Summary:

Their destinies are irrevocably entangled, but will their bond be the realm’s undoing?

Damien and Amma have landed themselves in the midst of Yvlcon, the preeminent congregation of the vilest and most unscrupulous villains in existence. Once again amongst his peers, Damien’s moral growth is threatened just when he’s learning to be slightly less evil. Consequently, Amma finds her own virtue in peril when faced with so much temptation, namely in the form of a domineering blood mage she can’t—or doesn’t want—to say no to.

But a burgeoning romance is doused in the coldest of baths when the Grand Order of Dread commands Damien to once again face the swirling vortex of entropy that’s been hunting them all over the realm. The coming eclipse points to devastation and destruction, and there seems to be no avoiding annihilation, prophecy being, well, prophecy, after all.

But there’s an entire fortnight before the world is supposed to end, and surely that’s enough time to find some way around it, or to at least confess one’s devotion to the other before it all burns down around them.

Review:

This third book was somehow the perfect mix of the last two, there's a lot of more silliness and banter than in the second one, and while part of it still feels like it's a lot of side quest, everything gets wrapped up very nicely in my opinion.

All of the stakes are high, and it's time for the prophecy to come true, and Damien and Amma will do their best to walk out of it alive; the story keeps you wrapped, i think for the last 40% i was glued to my screen trying to finish it cause I needed to know who it end, around the 80% mark i started to doubt if it was going to have a satisfying ending cause it seemed like more things were being added rather than resolved, but I was pleasantly surprised in the end!

There was explicit sexual content in this book - consensual by both parts - and I gotta say it was very well written, didn't made me cringe at all.

I recommend these books if you like dark fantasy, with a side of romance and adventure that doesn't focus 100% on the main plot.

The only downside is that i read this on kindle unlimited and since I'm canceling my subscription next month I won't be able to come back to this universe until I have funds to get the physical copies.

TW for temporary main character death.

#the casual book reviewer reviews #eclipse of the crown #a.k. caggiano #villains and virtues #booklr #book review #also low key i think im gonna write fanfic for this pair cause i love them so much

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tired-truffle · 4 months

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The Art of Pointed Questions

A DamienxAmma Fic

Word Count: 2.6k

Part 1/1 - Complete

Based off the prompt from tumblr user @creativepromptsforwriting

P.S.: If you haven’t read this series but you like my other fics, i highly recommend reading Villains and Virtues by A.K. Caggiano, its literal gold 💯

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“Have you ever had a friendship bracelet?”

The ridiculousness of that question echoed across the rocky walls surrounding their path as it wound through a small craig. It wasn’t the first absurd question that Amma had asked in their seemingly never-ending journey toward Faebarrow, but this one had to be one of the most egregious of them all.

Had Damien Maleficus Bloodthrone, Son of Zagadoth the Tempestuous, Ninth Lord of the Infernal Darkness and Abyssal Tyrant of the Sanguine Throne, ever had a friendship bracelet?

The better question would be if he’d had any friends at all, to which the answer would be a resounding no. He was evil, evil beings did not have such childish things as friends.

Damien didn’t justify the question with an answer, instead, he let out an exasperated sigh and debated using the talisman’s power to get her to stop talking - It seemed he was debating this almost every minute he let her have free reign of her own speech.

Kaz had scrambled off somewhere a half hour ago and had yet to come back, however Damien could sense his presence skulking behind them. He’d been keeping Amma busy chatting, though it had been more Amma chatting at him and Katz shooting back cruel names and annoyed looks. Even the imp couldn’t withstand this torture forever and had fled in a burst of rage. This had left Amma with a new target who was less eager than Kaz to leave Amma behind just to avoid her inane questions - he couldn’t leave the talisman unattended, could he? - hence his constant debate on ordering her to shut her mouth. He’d done worse to people for less heinous acts, surely this wasn’t unreasonable.

“I know you heard me, Damien, don’t pretend you’re too dark and broody for a friendship bracelet” Damien could hear the eye roll in her voice and he stifled back an irritated growl. “You were a kid at some point, right? Kids give each other friendship bracelets, half-demon or not. I bet you were just like all the other kids, playing with your toys and frolicking in the streets or whatever it is kids do in creepy villages.” Amma giggled, apparently, the image of a tiny Damien, pout on his face as he skipped around was too much for her to contain herself.

“I am evil, Amma. Evil people do not frolic, no matter their age.” Damien shot her a withering look. But like a fool, he’d fallen for her bait, and he watched as a wide smirk pulled at her round cheeks. Not wanting to admit to having been beaten, he said “Sanguinisui, do not talk until we reach our camp tonight.” Amma’s mouth clicked shut as her teeth clacked together, she’d been about to gloat and Damien had managed to catch her before she could, thank the hells.

She narrowed her eyes at him, clearly irritated, making his smug grin grow wider. She gestured to the surrounding forest before putting her hands to her throat and making a strangled sound, her tongue sticking out the side of her mouth comically. He supposed he couldn’t blame her after the last time they’d been attacked and she’d been unable to make a noise because of his orders. Somewhere behind them, Damien heard Kaz make a wretching sound.

Damien rolled his eyes before adding, “Sanguinisui, you may only ignore that last order if you are in danger.”

Satisfied that she wasn’t at imminent risk, Damien turned away from her, clicking his heels against his ‘horse’ to spurn it on faster. The last thing he needed was to look back at where she sat dejected and fuming, he didn’t want to feel any sort of pity for her, like how he’d feel pity for a weak little kitten caught out in the rain. He had other more important things on his mind, like getting his father out of the crystal, his main objective. He didn’t have the time to spare her any pity.

The peace and quiet that had accompanied his order had been truly blissful for about thirty seconds before Kaz took it upon himself to sit behind Damien - now that Amma couldn’t speak to him - and glare at her, making rude gestures along with some snide remarks. Amma had then taken it upon herself to pull stones out of the bottom of her boots and chuck them as hard as she could at Kaz’s impudent face. Unfortunately for Damien, said face was right behind his back, and Amma’s aim was by no means her best ability, and she ended up mostly pelting Damien with the pebbles. When one had the audacity to bounce off his head, the scathing glare he shot her way had been enough to make her rethink her actions. Perhaps throwing stones at the man who was in charge of all your actions and would soon be killing you, wasn’t the wisest course of action, unless you were trying to speed up that death.

By the time they made camp, Damien was in an even fouler mood than he had been after seeing Xavier, which was saying something since that lecherous blood mage never failed to make his blood boil. Damien spat out his usual commands to Amma, told Kaz to guard her, and trekked off into the woods to find them some dinner. Surely killing something would make him feel better.

Kaz took that as his opportunity to discipline Amma himself, “How dare you anger Master Bloodthrone, he does not have time for your petty grievances, you are his captive.” and for good measure “Whore.”

Damien didn’t bother listening to Amma’s indignant response, he’d heard enough of their banter to know what she’d say, and he was sure it would only serve to piss him off further.

By the time he returned to camp an hour later, a small hare in hand and feeling much calmer after releasing his magic on some unsuspecting trees, he was feeling much more collected.

Amma had her back to him, facing the small fire she’d built and was hopelessly trying to start by spinning a stick in between her hands on top of another slightly larger stick.

“That won’t work,” Damien said in lieu of a greeting.

Amma yelped in surprise and spun around, having been so focused on her task that she hadn’t heard the crunch of dead leaves under his heavy boots when he’d walked up behind her.

Damien smirked, good, scaring unsuspecting innocent girls was something evil people did, evil like Damien.

“You don’t have to startle me, you know, I was only trying to help.” Amma dropped her sticks, pink creeping up her neck in embarrassment.

Damien shrugged and quickly lit the fire with his magic.

“Showoff,” Amma muttered under her breath, crossing her arms across her chest. Kaz cracked an eye from where he was resting on a rock, satisfied that Amma looked dejected, he closed his eyes again.

Amma turned away from the fire, picking at the long grass and small wildflowers that were bordering the little clearing they’d found. Damien quickly set to work preparing their dinner, and by the time it was cooked and devoured by all participants, it was time for bed.

Damien gave Amma her nightly commands, - sit, stay, play nice - and settled down to sleep, turning away from where she sat, staring off into the dark woods, fiddling with grass in her hands. If she didn’t want to sleep, that was on her, but she better not be cranky tomorrow. He didn’t know how he would cope with more irritation after today, he had his limits, and Amma being here was already pushing it. She’d already steered his evil plan of course, he now had to go to Faebarrow to get the amulet out of her so he didn’t have to kill her. It was out of pity of course, like that cat stuck in the rain, he wasn’t evil enough to push it under a carriage wheel, even if it would end its suffering.

And if his dreams were filled with horrible images of a lost blonde cat, shivering in the rain, no one had to know but him.

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When Damien woke up, the first thing he noticed was that Amma was not where he’d left her sulking by the fire. The second was that said sulker was no longer looking so miserable and had moved to hover over the small sleeping form of their resident imp.

“Do I want to know what you’re doing?” Damien asked, rolling to his side and propping himself up on his elbow, swiping a hand down his face. It was much too early to be dealing with this, but the sooner he got whatever ridiculousness was going on out of the way, the better the rest of his day would be.

Amma whirled around, eyes widened in surprise and hands clasped guiltily in front of her chest, pulling Damien’s eyes to the ample cleavage her shirt did very little to cover. He quickly looked back up to her face, pleased to see she showed no indication that she’d seen his brief lapse of control of his gaze. “Have you finally smothered him in his sleep like he deserves?”

Amma squawked indignantly, “Of course not!”

Damien shrugged, sitting up and stretching his arms out from the little aches and pains he’d gained from their sleep on the hard, unforgiving ground.

“That’s too bad.”

“Damien!” Amma hissed, “Don’t be so mean to him, look how cute he is when he’s sleeping.”

Cute wouldn’t be how Damien would describe Kaz, his protruding lower jaw wide open, drooling into the rock he’d made into a pillow, his spindly body spread out haphazardly. In a way, he looked almost dead, if it weren’t for the rise and fall of his chest. Damien could see how he could look peaceful, but cute felt like a bit of a stretch. Damien had prepared a retort when a small band of green and white caught his eye, pulling his gaze toward the imp’s wrist. He rubbed his eyes to ensure he was seeing correctly, and when he looked again he saw that the small band was still there. It was made of thick grass interwoven with small white flowers into a delicate braid pattern and tied in a neat bow.

Damien looked between the bracelet and Amma, his eyebrow raised.

“I think it suits him.” Amma said, crossing her arms across her chest defensively, “And I’m very good at making friendship bracelets.”

Damien felt a headache coming on, he thought they’d left this conversation yesterday, “Imps don’t have friends.”

“They do now.”

Stubborn as ever, Amma refused to relent, and Damien no longer knew why he even bothered arguing about this. Kaz would wake up, tear off the offending item, and call her some rude names, to which she would insist he keep the bracelet and be unnecessarily kind to the hateful creature.

And Damien had to pee, something he had no plans of putting off for a pointless argument.

He stood up, brushing off his clothes as he popped the joints in his knees. As he looked down, feeling an unfamiliar object moving on his wrist with his movements, he felt anger build in his chest before he laid eyes on the object. He already knew what it was.

“We aren’t friends either,” Damien growled, eyes flashing as he looked at where Amma stood, a sly smile on her face. It was unnerving that she’d been able to get the bracelet on his wrist whilst he slept without him noticing, and he would have to add a new line to her commands about not touching him when he was unconcious. However, this grass and flower bracelet was somehow entirely black, blending in with his black sleeves.

“I even covered it in ashes so it would match your moody aesthetic.” Amma flicked her fingers at him and he felt an indignant jolt run through his chest. He wasn’t moody, though arguing that point would not help his case. Though he couldn’t help but feel that it was also strangely…. Thoughtful, that she would take into account his preference of colour, or lack thereof.

He grunted, unable to come up with a proper retort so early in the morning he turned quickly on his heels to march towards the forest.

“I’m not keeping it.” He called, not bothering to face her as he lifted his arm up and yanked the bracelet off so the bow came apart, ripping slightly as it did.

“No!” Amma’s disappointment was clear in her tone and Damien ignored the tug in his gut from some stupid emotion he didn’t bother putting a name to - likely pity, that was about all his evil heart was capable of in this situation, or so he told himself - and he continued his journey to find some quiet and private place to pee. It shouldn’t have been as difficult a task as it had been.

“Fine, be a miserable loner then!” She yelled after him.

“I’m evil, Amma, evil people don’t have friends, and they certainly don’t wear friendship bracelets.” Damien drawled, grinning to himself, “Right, Kaz?” He lifted his voice so the imp could hear him. If he hadn’t been evil he would have felt bad about sicking the imp on her, who at Damien’s call, realized what Amma had bestowed upon him, and was reacting just as he had expected.

Damien chuckled, revenge felt good, these were the consequences of her actions. Including him throwing that damned bracelet away and never looking back.

He twirled the bracelet between his fingers, the ash rubbing off as he did so. It was strange that she’d gone through so much effort to give him something she knew he wouldn’t like. The son of a Demon Lord wearing a friendship bracelet, how absolutely ludicrous. It would get him laughed out of Yvlcon, and he could only imagine what his father would say should he show up to free him from the crystal with an ash-covered, grass and flower braid around his wrist.

He went to toss it into a bush, but at the last second, he hesitated. He couldn’t name what had stopped him, but the image of Amma, eyes wide and glistening with tears over all her hard work going to waste, of him rejecting the gift… it made him seethe quietly, but at the same time, he found himself unable to let go of the bracelet.

Resisting the urge to stomp childishly, he shoved the bracelet into his pocket. With any luck he’d forget about it and it would become crumpled beyond repair, and at last, he could part with it, if it didn’t turn to dust first.

It would serve as a reminder that he didn’t need such things, that they weren’t for people like him. Bad people don’t deserve nice things. But if he kept it in his pocket, if he ruined such a nice gift, then maybe he could keep it, if only as a show of how evil he truly was, to hurt someone who had only tried to be kind.

He didn't have friends, nor would he ever, no matter how hard Amma tried, he was sure that he would be a ‘miserable loner’ for the rest of his life. It was his fate, no friendship bracelets would ever change that.

Damien shook himself, he should really be more concerned that that thought upset him, but as he listened to the sounds of Kaz and Amma bickering, he couldn’t help but feel a warmth light somewhere within the deep, dark recesses of his heart.

That damn girl and her damn kindness, surely it would be the death of him. He wasn’t sure what was worse, that his tombstone may read ‘Damien Maleficus Bloodthorne, Killed by Kindness” or that he wasn’t sure he would mind it, as long as it was Amma, with her bright smile and even brighter laugh, who did it.

A/N: I adore this series and it needs so much more hype!! Its literally the funniest and the cutest and had me giggling and kicking my feet???? Irl??? Wild.

Brb gonna go consume everything this author has ever written ✌️

#villains and virtues #damienxamma #damien maleficus bloodthorne #baroness Ammalie Avington #enemies to lovers #literally the best book series ever #tumblr prompt #throne in the dark #Kaz #drabble #silly #beginning of feelings #falling in love #a k caggiano

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dent-de-leon · 2 months

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can you imagine being Essek and watching this tiefling on a total power trip turn into a 10 feet tall--incredibly ripped??--god and kill the boy you're catching feelings for?? And brand you with some kind of evil cursed hivemind magic you're worried might corrupt you forever?? This thing that your friends swear was once family, but all you see is something monstrous and otherworldly and tearing himself apart at the seams, screaming when all their loved ones call out to him??

Just. the way it must have felt to see Lucien go from that to. Just the most sweet and affectionate little tiefling. Gentle and curious and so full of joy and wonder. He's got the brightest smile and warm eyes and this mischievous playfulness. He runs off at first--startled, scared. But then once he's calmed, the first real word he says other than Empty is Love. And right after that he calls out for his Magician, for this man who did everything he could to save him, held him close and kissed him so tenderly on the forehead--

And Caleb throws his arms around Essek and Veth and just watches the Nein all descend on Tealeaf and embrace him amidst laughter and tears and Molly's starting to smile again and Caleb's so so happy just to see him finally alive and.

In that moment, Essek understands why they came all this way--

#it is so so fascinating to me that deuces and ess knew lucien fIRST and i am so intrigued by how that would color their perception of #tealeaf when he's reborn #but also #there's something beautiful to me about seeing someone who you can't help seeing as a villain and a 'monster' just...finally break free #from these chains and become so warm and full of joy and love #seeing lucien melt as this gente affectionate tiefling who brings beau and yasha flowers and who gave everyone tiefling virtue names #also the implications of tealeaf calling the two members of the nein he doesnt recognize 'Empty'--deciding that theyre new #blank cards in the deck just waiting to be filled--#anyway sorry this was in my drafts and im just going through them now so heres this--

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queerofthedagger · 1 month

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"morgana was just fighting for what was right 🥺" like all the slavery and killing of hundreds of innocents (ismere) in season 5 aside i always have to laugh because like. morgana. the girl who even in s3 used the laws against magic to get rid of people she perceived as in her way. morgana who was ready to see gwen - gwen - executed for magic simply because she was a threat to morgana's non-existent claim to the throne, and who, when an actual sorcerer turned up to take the blame kept her mouth shut. that morgana cares so much about justice and sorcerers alike. aha

#*mine #mona rambles #morgana pendragon #bbc merlin #bbcm #bat. hornet's nest <3 been a while #like i love her /as a villain/ i simply don't understand this need to turn her into some righteous beacon of virtue #and frankly she was never set up as this! the signs were there from s1!! like #anyway #cleaning out my drafts have at it

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luckylolabug · 4 months

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Im going to start getting on my hands and knees to beg people to read this damn series because it has me down SO bad and there's ZERO fanbase for it. CRIMINAL.

Please go read Villains and Virtues by A.K. Caggiano

#bugs doodles #villains and virtues #ammalie avington #damien maleficus bloodthorne #do these guys even have a ship name lmao???#thornavington???#dammalie #thats what im calling it

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cuspidgoddess · 5 months

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Archive of Our OwnMaster List

The Flock of Villains AU

A Gilded Cage is Still a Cage Completed Hawks is honest w/ the LOV from the start about his mission

The Best Things in Life are Free In Process Continuation of A Gilded Cage

How to Build a Nest In Process Fumikage Tokoyami centric

The Greatest Gift is Loving You Completed Co-Writer: @savi909 Natsuo Todoroki/Stolas Yew centric side fic

Sweet Dreams and Beautiful Nightmares

In Process

If the Mini Murder™️ became villains

Furless Babies

A Less Than Fluffy Situation Completed Hairless cat Dabi AU

Shedding Completed 1 Shot of the aftermath of A Less Than Fluffy Situation

Rough Patches Planned

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eccentric-ocean · 3 months

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and your incessant kindness to me—to someone who deserves not a drop of your patience and affection and good will—has undone twenty-seven years of training to be evil

We're finally possibly maybe getting somewhere after 1.5 books of slowburn!!

#summoned to the wilds #ak caggiano #villains and virtues #books #reading

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queer-book-character-tournament · 1 year

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Book names + authors under the cut

Shen Qingqiu/Luo Binghe- The Scum Villain's Self-Saving System/ Ren Zha Fanpai Zijiu Xitong by Mo Xiang Tong Xiu

Henry "Monty" Montague/Percy Newton- The Gentleman's Guide to Vice and Virtue(The Montague Siblings) by Mackenzi Lee

#Shen Qingqiu #Luo Binghe #Scum Villain #svsss #Bingqiu #The Scum Villain's Self-Saving System #Ren Zha Fanpai Zijiu Xitong #Mo Xiang Tong Xiu #Henry Montague #Percy Newton #The Gentleman's Guide to Vice and Virtue #The Montague Siblings #Mackenzi Lee #polls #lgbt books #queer book ship tournament

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