#is this my villain origin story?

[paigeofpaper]

forgot how good it felt to be like you know what? I need a change. And then leave the same day. And now I’m at the beach. The air is a little quieter.

#ps it snowed this April #a surprising week #the other two surprises were the massive taxes the gov is stealing from me and the jury summons I got. #and the job rejections but par for the course #is this my villain origin story?

[nocasdatsgay]

I was joking in my last post but now I’m thinking about Rhys and Elain and I’m…

#like if Feyre wasn’t in the picture #no cheating or anything #I can kinda see it #he’d corrupt the shit out of her #is this my villain origin story? #elain acotar #rhysand #elain archeron

[footballandfiasco]

oh no i just realized that i have to work wednesday evening

which means i have to watch the europa league finals there

which also means i can't scream or drink äppler & i can't even go on tumblr because the internet is so bad there smh

#is this my villain origin story? #chitchat

[bloodofthefates]

x. [ SPACE ]: sender pushes between the receiver and the threat and begins to move forward, invading the threat's personal space as both a means of intimidation and a way of getting them away from the receiver. ( FOR - HIS HIGH LADY ) from @siphonedshadow

It happened quicker than she’d been able to register, first sparring words and insults had been traded and the next thing she knew Rhys had gone silent and still at her side but Azriel had moved into action. He’d pushed himself in front of Feyre, his stance tactical and defensive as if ready to take on any form of attack for her. It tugged at her heart, to see him fighting for her as all of the members of her found family did but now wasn’t the time or place for showing such sentiment. Those moments were reserved for the quiet secrecy of their home by firelight accompanied by the joyous laughter she was certain would be responsible for making her heart combust. Instead, Feyre simply placed a calming hand on top of Azriel’s shoulder and gave it a reassuring squeeze. “It’s okay Azriel. I’m not afraid of big bad wolves anymore.” There was a wicked twitch at the corner of her lips, intentional in her purpose to incite his indignation at the callous reference to Andras; to get a rise out of the High Lord of Spring to bring his simmering temper to the surface. Feyre knew firsthand that it was always lurking in the depths below just like the burly beast beneath his skin and she had every intention of coaxing it until more snapped than the flimsy splinters of wood from the arm rests of his chair. “I’m not the same scared little girl you stole away in the dead of night.” There was true and terrifying malice seeping into her tone as she gently brushed her hand down the length of Azriel’s bicep, commanding with the gentlest of gestures for him to stand down and step aside. He silently acknowledged the order and with only the tilt of his chin did he shift his bodyweight to allow her enough room to pass while maintaining a protective distance to put himself before her again in an instant should the need arise for it. “I’ve managed to grow my own claws since then.” Feyre half-snarled, glare narrowing in on what she could’ve sworn was a flash of fear in Tamlin’s green eyes. Sure enough, the tips of her fingers lengthened into claws as equally sharp as his own, extending her hand toward him as she leaned in closer. “I’m not afraid of the dark anymore; but you should be…” Feyre knew better than to believe he’d flinch away or show any sign of true fear and submission to her, but she grinned as she dug a single claw into the skin of his cheek just beneath his eye. “Something to remember me by. Like what you gave me.” She pulled her hand away and the claws disappeared as she pointed to the mirroring spot on her own face, a reminder of one of the last times he’d managed to lose his temper before she’d betrayed him and his entire Court.

#siphonedshadow #✲ FEYRE ARCHERON [ interaction ] #✲ FEYRE ARCHERON [ dynamic ] AZRIEL #is this my villain origin story?

[prismatoxic]

"chilchuck isn't a twink, he's a DILF!" now i get why you're saying that but i feel like you've maybe forgotten what chilchuck tims canonically looks like

i'm sorry but this man is a twink. also DILF isn't a body type it's a status (and technically, an opinion) so he can be both

"but he's middle-aged!" look at him. look with your eyeballs. his age has nothing to do with the fact that he Looks Like That. he's a twink. the sooner you accept this the less angry his fandom will make you

edit bc this post has become the bane of my existence:

FAQ

Q: wtf do you mean he's a dad? he looks like a kid. A: he is 29 years old, and a half-foot. half-foots are dungeon meshi's halflings, or hobbits, or whatever you want to call them.

Q: wait, if he's 29, why the fuck are you calling him middle-aged? A: half-foots have an average lifespan of 50 years. chilchuck was originally drawn with grey hairs (you can see that in the manga fullbody) but the mangaka gave up on that over time. he's middle-aged for his race.

Q: hey, doesn't that look like a little angry face on his boot in the manga drawing? A: yea kinda

#as a proud member of the chilfucker fandom i think we should all accept his canon appearance even if we draw him way different #if you can only love him if he looks like a hobbit do you really love him at all? #by all means draw and think of him however sparks joy for you. but this is who he is in the manga and anime and you need to accept that #i love all chilchucks but i just love him in general. ideal man #chilchuck tims #tox.txt #edits made because the tags on this post are my villain origin story #i have now muted notifs!

[waymond-wang]

I was a 1995 International Players Ball "Pimp of the Year." Show me some motherfucking respect!

JAMIE FOXX as SLICK CHARLES in THEY CLONED TYRONE (2023) dir. Juel Taylor

#filmedit #they cloned tyrone #movieedit #filmgifs #junkfooddaily #cinematv #dailyflicks #userbbelcher #chewieblog #mgifs #mdiary #9.5/10 #the perfect mix of commentary satire scifi and unparalleled cast chemistry #this being slotted for release on barbenheimer weekend is my villain origin story or whatever. #cinemapix #userstream #useroptional #filmtvdaily

[strayklds]

for @wantbytaemin ♡

#hi ana ! <33 #lee know #linosource #bystay #stray kids #createskz #staydaily #mygifs #usersa #userlau #majatual #meltracks #eritual #anatrack #the camera being so shaky for this shot is my villain origin story btw #1k

[usersukuna]

#a baby (◠‿◠✿)

#ofmdedit #our flag means death #ourflagmeansdeathedit #edward teach #taika waititi #ofmdaily #ofmdgifs #dailypiratemedia #dailyflicks #userstream #cinemapix #userbbelcher #chewieblog #ofmd spoilers #mine #gif #these look awful but he doesn't #coloring dark scenes is my villain origin story

[eveschild]

I wish some people could just un-know me. Like I don’t want to be known by you at all anymore.

#mentally drained #villain origin story #my memes #i hate people

[linolinoing]

♡ favourite minho looks: 10/∞

#skz #stray kids #lee know #bystay #lee minho #linosource #staydaily #dancerachasource #kpopedit #ultkpopnetwork #kpopccc #fav mimo looks #by01ino #the fact that the camera is focused on the sweater and not on his face is my villain origin story 👹 #500♡

[godbirdart]

"via weheartit" "via pinterest" "credits to the [unmentioned] artist" these aren't pROPER ATTRIBUTION!!!! bites you bites you bites you bites you

#via weheartit and pinterest are my villain origin story tbh #also [credit to the artist]... WHo'S the ARTIST hmmMMM ?? ? ?

[everkook]

bear <333

#btsgif #btsedit #dailybts #userbangtan #usersky #userkoo #usermaggie #userkelli #shirleytothesea #heyryen #annietrack #esmetracks #tuserjay #tusercelia #joonietrack #* #*kth #kth #my villain origin story is how this video had 3 different lightings on him #taehyung

[bruciemilf]

" 🌟 Clark Kent 🌟 tweeted: If Bruce Wayne wants to go on a date this saturday, he should call me. @WayneBruce are you free this Saturday? I'd love to take you on a date. Please message me this Saturday, when I am free "

#bruce wayne #batman #tim drake #twitter au #social media au #dc #dc comics #batfam #batfamily #batfamily social media #jason be like: my father being funnier than me on this god forsaken app is my villain origin story

[avvail]

truth potion/serum 😌

“What’s that?” The hero murmurs uneasily under their breath, watching as the villain carefully inserts the needle into the soft flesh of their forearm, making them wince slightly. They watch it plunge into their vein, only daring to tug against the restraints once the needle is out of their skin.

The villain merely sends them a smile. “Nothing that’ll kill you.”

“Let me guess,” the hero growls. “A fate worse than death? Are you really trying this bullshit with me after all this time?”

“You don’t think our dynamic is a conventional one?”

The hero shuts their mouth, contemplating what the villain’s game was. If it was a sedative, it was a slow acting one, since they couldn’t feel any symptoms creeping up on them just yet. It was peculiar - they felt just fine.

“Let’s be honest,” the hero sniffs, and they don’t miss the way the villain almost laughs in amusement. They don’t know why that’s funny. “If our relationship was a conventional one, you would have killed me the moment you kidnapped me.”

The villain hums, their eyes roaming from their face languidly, kissing their teeth. The hero watches with a stubborn frown as they begin to circle around them, ever so slowly, and it makes them nervous.

They try not to shift.

“You’re right,” the villain sighs from behind them, and they want nothing more than to crane around to keep their eyes on them, but they can’t. Their heart races relentlessly in their chest, clenching their jaw. “Would you rather we adhere to the stereotypes?”

They roll their eyes. “If it means getting killed, then why would I?”

“You’re self righteous and selfless, aren’t you?” The villain teases. “Doesn’t that come with your job?”

“It doesn’t mean I’m eager to die. Dying means defeat, and I wouldn’t ever let you defeat me. You and I both know that.”

The villain stops beside them, a smile on their face that the hero doesn’t like. They send them a sharp glare for good measure, just because they can.

“So, is that a no?”

The hero wants to know where this is headed.

“No,” they confirmed. The villain stepped closer to them, their thumb gently brushing over a tender bruise on their temple. The finishing blow that had rendered them unconscious, making it easy for the villain to drag them here into their clutches. The hero forces back a wince, their eyes hard and determined. The villain loves that look.

“But you’re like that with others,” the villain comments, still stroking their temple. “Other villains, I mean. Especially Supervillain - the typical good versus bad. You know they’d kill you if they could. Stereotypes, after all.”

To hero resists the urge to lean keenly into that touch. “Because I know Supervillain is dangerous.”

“Dangerous?” Their eyes gleam mischievously. “You don’t think I’m dangerous?”

They shift. No dizziness yet, and their vision is completely clear, along with their mind. It’s not a sedative. What are they planning?

“No,” they respond after a moment, and the villain’s jaw ticks. It’s the only sign of irritation they’ve seen from them, but their tongue blurts more before they can stop themselves. “You’re dangerous in different ways.”

The irritation disappears, and the thumb slips down their cheek.

“Dangerous in different ways,” they muse, as if chewing the words that came out of their mouth. The hero’s heart is pounding against their ribcage, and they’re not quite sure why. The villain is incredibly close, feeling pinned down by their cold gaze alone.

“You’re easier to be around,” the hero speaks, trying not to stammer over their words. “I...” I hate you, don’t get me wrong. That’s what they want to say, but their throat closes up before they can. The villain’s thumb strokes the bottom of their jaw, and they shiver, as if encouraging them.

“Because I know you won’t kill me. When given the chance, you go easy on me.”

“You think I go easy on you?”

The hero gives them a disgruntled look. “You never torture me. Last time you kidnapped me, I slept in one of your guest rooms.”

“You were still a prisoner, or did you forget?” The villain scoffs. Of course they had been. The hero had spent all night trying to pick the lock, to smash the windows, but there was no point. They were a prisoner, but it never felt like they were in danger. Not in the same sense they felt when the supervillain almost incapacitated them. It was different.

“That’s not the point,” the hero snaps, unaware of their own rising irritation. They jerk their head away from the touch, feeling as though it was distracting them. The villain has this arrogant smirk on their lips, as if they know exactly what they’re doing. “If I ever kidnapped you, I wouldn’t stick you in a luxurious room. I wouldn’t let you sleep on a bed, I wouldn’t have you here and not torture you.”

The villain hums, their voice dropping low. “You like it when I treat you good?”

“Yes.” No. “I do.” It’s weird.

It takes a single, heart stopping beat for the hero to realise what they’d just said, their brows furrowing in confusion. They open their mouth to say something else, before their eyes flick down to the red pinprick from the needle in their skin. They release a shuddering breath.

“A truth serum,” they breathe. “That’s what you injected me with.”

The villain lets out a dark, amused chuckle. “I was waiting for you to figure it out.”

They lean back, creating a rift of air between them where the hero can still feel their warmth. It still feels hard to breathe, their wrists flexing under the restraints, and they grind their teeth hard together. This is dangerous. This was exactly what they were talking about.

“Are you tired, Hero?” The villain’s soft voice questions, enough to make the hero swallow uneasily. Their heart is racing now, so fast they feel like they’re going to throw up. They screw their eyes shut.

“Yes,” they say, feeling fingers under their jaw, tipping their head back. Their eyes open instinctively. The villain almost coos.

“And you love how easy it is with me,” the villain murmurs, admiring the embarrassed, shunted look in those cute eyes of theirs. “Love how I treat you.”

The hero’s fists clench. They desperately try to say no. “Yes.”

“And,” the villain purrs, their thumb brushing along their bottom lip with precious ease,” it’s dangerous because it’s so easy to shut your brain off. So dangerous to let your guard down around me. Easy to manipulate, as much as you wish that wasn’t true.”

The hero almost whines. “Yes.”

“Do you think I’m manipulating you?” They ask, their voice a hushed whisper, like a soft lull in their brain. The hero squirms, but they still can’t look away, not even daring to swallow. The villain leans in closer, their lips so close to theirs, and their voice turns dark. “Do you think it’s working?”

Who knew the hero’s weakness was simple acts of kindness. The villain had never thought going so easy on them would make them putty in their hands. But it did.

The hero bites down on the inside of their cheek, straining not to answer. The villain’s fingers curl around a lock of their hair, tucking it behind their ear tenderly. Too tenderly - the hero loves it.

“Better not fight it,” they hum. “It’ll hurt.”

“Yes,” the hero finally gasps, the throbbing pain in their head easing. They almost feel out of breath, trembling under each of their cunning touches.

The villain’s eyes gleam, leaning forward to kiss them. The hero had been so adamant they could never defeat them, and it almost makes them crackle. Maybe never in the stereotypical sense, but they had proved this was not a stereotypical rivalry; what was true defeat if they didn’t conquer them, after all?

@badthingshappenbingo

#bad things happen bingo #original writing #truth potion/serum #hero x villain #villain x hero #heroes and villains #villains and heroes #hero villain #villain hero #hero #villain #writing snippet #story snippet #snippet #hero x villain snippet #truth serums #writing #my writing #hero and villain #villain and hero #avvail

[pedro-pascal]

ANDOR episode 9 + tumblr/reddit comments

#star wars #andor #cassian andor #starwarsedit #swedit #andoredit #usernik #userdiana #tuserhanna #userjen #tusercora #userairam #tuserpolly #userkosmos #userelio #useralyssas #* #having to gif HDR screencaps is my villain origin story goodbye

[nimrism]

constantly thinking about the PERFECT setup supergirl season 1 had to make kara queer;

"oh my god, you're a lesbian" – winn to kara, in the very FIRST episode.

"hell, i wanna date her" – kara, about lucy lane.

"she does kinda give off a sapphic vibe, with that big old butch S chestplate" – leslie willis (livewire) about supergirl.

there were so many other instances in s1 alone, let alone in later seasons when lena showed up (recounting every queer-coded supercorp interaction would require a whole podcast). it was the PERFECT pretext to make her even just a little bit fruity, but the cw just couldn't handle it i guess

#QUEER kara danvers #because i said so #i'm rewatching s1 rn and it's insane how much queer coding they had weaved into the show's core #only for the cw to take it and do absolutely nothing with it #this is my villain origin story #i'm a supercorp shipper first and foremost but i really can't resist a good supercat or supergirl x livewire fic #the sapphicism was just perfect in s1 #cat grant owner of catco also known as owner of my ass #i get the appeal behind the supercat ship i really do #cw supergirl #supergirl #supercorp #kara danvers #kara zor el