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dark-romantics · 6 months
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Me as soon as I come across a morally grey fictional character
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minasvalentine · 5 months
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fnaf movie spoilers!!
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his face literally said "and here we go"
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Vincent Price interview on the set of The Masque of the Red Death (1964)
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atlastimborn · 21 days
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The ghost at night
"Your wrists are so tiny," the villain muttered, something unreadable in their dark eyes. They had the hero's wrist close to their face, examining it as if it were the most fascinating thing in the world. They were so close ... too close for comfort. The hero tried to put distance between them, but the wall was already at their heel.  
"Oh, piss off," the hero growled, mustering every bit of their last courage. 
A smile flashed on the villain's face, and they leaned in closer causing Hero to move back until their skull knocked against the brick wall. Villain leans in until their lips brush the shell of their ear, and blew air into their ear - a taunt too see their reaction. Hero can’t help but react, squirming under the villain, trying to break free. This only delighted villain, villain's small laugh sends shivers down hero's spine. If it wasn't for the support of the wall they would be sent to their knees. 
"To do that, you have to make me," the villain whispered. Hero squirmed even more. The villain pushed them further into the wall. "Are you going to fight me?" they taunted. 
The hero regretted saying yes to the villain. Ever since the hero agreed to train with them, it has been lesson after lesson in anger management. The villain's endless taunts and 'innocent touches,' which they claimed were accidental, drove the hero insane. The villain ruins everything. They sure as hell ruin the heroes' nights, the villain haunted their tired mind like they paid rent.
"Fight me, hero," the villain growled, slamming the hero's wrist into the wall. The hero groaned at the impact. "Push me away."
So the hero did exactly that. They used their suppressed anger in each attempt to push away the villain. At last, the villain was on the ground, and the hero was marching out of the room. 
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yoursghouly · 8 months
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excitementshewrote · 6 days
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gailcarriger · 6 months
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sanguineships · 1 year
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yeah
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mazanarry · 20 days
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My little jojo but with villians part 3 😍
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heumilch · 3 months
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Hi star wars girlies (gn), look at this piece I did for @as-the-world-caves-in-zine A Villain Zine. Featuring my fave Thrawn in the Chimera above Lothal
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epiclamer · 4 months
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Hey! I love your work! If you're taking requests could you do a hero x villain, but the hero is taller than villain and easely flustered and the villain is seductive and loves to make hero squirm? Maybe spicy if you want?
This has been stuck in my head...
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Rendezvous
It took a maximum of three seconds for the hero to locate and glue themselves to the villain. "What the fuck are you wearing." He hissed, barely catching his tongue from a rant.
The villain smirked, placing both of her hands against his chest in response to his presence. "You like it?"
Fury blinded the hero's rational thought and reddened his face, he couldn't believe how worked up he was getting, but he couldn't stop himself either. "Are you joking? Are you--" he stopped to smile at his superior officer who was passing through the crowd, "fucking serious right now?" He said through his strained smile and clenched teeth, eyes locked on the Superhero heading their way.
"Hero!" Superhero exclaimed, arms wide as they brought the other in for a hug.
The crime-stopper cleared his throat, subtly trying to hide the villain behind his back as he made small talk with his boss. Feeling Villain draw her hands up and down his back, nails scratching against the expensive fabric of his suit. She was making idle patterns and leaving goosebumps against the hero's skin in her wake, she knew it drove him crazy.
"Enjoying the party?" Superhero's voice was the only thing grounding the hero from the touch at his back, he coughed up a response.
"Y-Yeah, just got here, but I'm really excited about this new chapter with the villains."
Ever since Superhero and Supervillain came to an agreement for the betterment of the city, everything became a little bit quieter. Of course, not everyone agreed necessarily, but those who did showed up to tonight's dinner and dance.
It was safe to say the place was packed. But for some reason, that hadn't stopped the villain from showing up in the shortest dress known to mankind.
And whom, one might ask, is responsible for this villain? Hero was. Villain was his villain, and anything she did reflected on him. Or at least that's what he liked to think.
"I'm so glad you're enjoying it. Make sure to get some food before we run low, alright?" With that Superhero left him with a pat on the shoulder, proceeding to find someone else in the crowd to attend.
Hero whipped back around to face the villain, evidently unhappy with her actions during his conversation, but all she did was giggle at his flustered state. Her hands returned to the lapels of his jacket, slowly making their way under his layers.
"You don't own me, handsome." Although, I'm sure you wish you did.
"You're putting us both at stake." I wish I did.
One of his hands brushed her thigh, fingertips grasping at the silky fabric hugging her form and he tugged the hem down gently.
Her hand found his, moving it around her body until it found the other side of her, pulling that side of her dress down too. "You're obsessed." She whispered rolling her eyes with a smirk, arms reaching up and wrapping around his neck, pulling his head down to brush her lips by his ear.
Hero's hands moved up to her hips, they shouldn't be doing this, but they were. The treaty meant they could acceptably be close now right?
A shot rang out and the villain pulled them both to the ground, straddling the hero's hips, both hands wrapped around his neck as she leaned forwards. Hero tried to focus on the commotion happening around him, the shots, the screams, but he couldn't when she was leaning ever so dangerously against his body.
"Sorry, pretty boy, you're too easy to distract. Maybe if your Superhero was nicer we could've made this work." And she was gone with a brush of their lips and a wink.
By the time the space was cleared there were three victims, Superhero, Supervillain and Hero liked to consider his heart was the most important one.
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skiplo-wave · 10 months
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Agree
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ask-velvette-official · 2 months
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I love her hair 💅✨️
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This man, I swear! 😂
Vincent Price as Egghead - Batman (TV) 1966-67
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atlastimborn · 3 months
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dead (inside and out)
The villain knew this was the end.
It was a dark, cold night. The kind of night that made you want to curl up under a warm blanket and forget about the world outside. But for the villain, there was no escape from the harsh reality of their actions.
Rain fell from the sky like teardrops, each drop splattering on the ground and creating pools of mud. The trees, once full and vibrant, were now mere limbs of themselves; empty and lifeless. The only sound that could be heard was the swinging of the trees, and the rain as it crashed onto the ground.
The villain lay on the ground, their body drenched in rain. They stared up at the gray clouds, their mind lost in a sea of regret and guilt. The rain fell onto their skin, but they didn't move. They were numb, both physically and emotionally. The coldness seeped into their skin, their mind, and their soul. They shivered, the only sign of life in the dead all around them.
But the villain knew that they were not alone. They could sense someone nearby, lurking in the shadows. They could hear the whispers and footsteps of the hero, their arch-nemesis. The villain could easily identify the hero by just their footsteps alone.
The villain closed their eyes and listened to the sound of the hero's footsteps as they approached. They could feel their heart racing, knowing that this was the end. They had been on the run for so long, but now they were finally done.
As the hero stood in front of them, the villain slowly raised their eyes to meet the familiar face. The only one who they really considered a friend, as pathetic as it sounds. The hero's eyes were dark, their fists clenched in determination. The villain knew that there was no escaping this fate.
But as the hero prepared to strike, the villain couldn't help but feel a sense of admiration for their adversary. They had been playing this game of cat and mouse for so long, and now it was coming to an end. The villain couldn't help but wonder if things could have been different if they had made different choices.
But it was too late for regrets now. The hero raised their weapon, ready to deliver the final blow. As the rain continued to fall and the trees continued to sway, the villain closed their eyes and accepted their fate. For in the end, they knew that they were the architect of their own downfall.
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Inspired by this prompt by @phantomgl1tch / @phantomgl1tchh
"And why did you bring it to our battle?" Villain asked incredulously.
"I couldn't just leave him home. He'd be lonely." Hero smiled down at the happy looking pooch in their arms.
"And how exactly do you expect to fight with that...thing in your arms?" Villain eyed the dog wearily.
"Hey, watch it. 'That thing' is my new son." Hero warned, hugging the chocolate lab puppy protectively.
"You have got to be kidding me."
"You'll help me beat Villain, right Steak?" Hero cooed as they set the puppy on the ground. "Go get 'em boy!"
Steak stared at Hero with a cheerfully blank expression, clearly not understanding the request but happy about the attention.
Villain watched the Hero try to get the dog to listen for several painful minutes before finally speaking. "Can we get to the fight now? Please?"
Hero sighed in defeat. "Fine." They gave the dog a pat on the head. "Don't worry, bud. You'll get 'em next time."
"Next time? Don't tell me you're planning on bringing that thing to a fight again?"
Before Hero could respond, something caught Steak's attention and he suddenly ran towards Villain and Villain shrieked, quickly backing away.
Hero stared in shocked confusion, then realization. "Wait...are you...afraid of dogs?"
"What? Of course not. The blasted thing just startled me, that's all-" Villain cut themself off with another shriek that was extremely unfitting for the city's top criminal.
"Oh my god you are."
Villain very much did not appreciate the amusement in Hero's voice. They glared. "Whatever. Just get it away from me."
Hero did not get it away. Instead, Hero stood still and watched as the puppy started tugging on the laces of Villian's boots.
"Get it off get it off get it off!"
"Aw, he likes you." Hero was definitely enjoying this too much.
"If you don't get it away from me right now you're not gonna have a dog for much longer." The threat was less effective when the Villain was freaking out over a puppy at their feet.
"You hurt him and I will literally kill you."
Villian finally shook the dog off their boot and shot Hero a deadly look. "I'm leaving. If you ever decide you're ready to fight come back without the mutt."
Hero watched the Villain storm off at a brisk pace and then glanced down at their floppy furball who was currently sprawled on its back with its tongue out, looking utterly harmless. They smirked a little. "Guess you helped me beat Villain after all, huh buddy?"
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