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eyesandmoths · 2 years
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You know what, I think all villains have the funkiest socks under their awesome outfits. MINUS the Joker. Megamind? You know he has caterpillar socks. Bill Cipher? School Bus socks :)
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rorynorth · 1 day
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psst you. yeah, you, you villain enjoyer
one time i watched megamind and found myself imagining a version of the movie where roxanne accidentally got the superpowers and megamind fell for her while training her to use them.
then i went and wrote a book about it.
VILLAIN COMPLEX is a megamind-inspired hero x villain romance. After killing the hero Storm Warning, Julian a.k.a. Citadel learns that the hero's powers have passed on to an ordinary woman named Charotte. The leader of Julian's villain team wants the power stolen from her, but Julian is convinced he can persuade her to join the villains.
He pretends to be connected to the dead hero and offers to train her, but it doesn't take long for him to get swept up in her fierce determination and unrelenting kindness. And as his two identities threaten to collide, he's forced to reassess all the choices that let him down his current path.
VILLAIN COMPLEX comes out July 1st, and you can preorder a copy at a discount right now by donating to my Indiegogo 💜
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uniasus · 8 months
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fic rec! BBC Merlin, 2K.
Summary: Merlin's lungs fill with wildflowers, and his veins grow vines. When the world goes to sleep, he bathes his body in the cool summer rain, and lets the flowers asphyxiate him. They like a little bit of rain. 
Comments: Merthur Hanahaki! I like this one because of a few reasons. One is how the author made up stages for the disease, the flowers getting more violent the longer you have it, finishing with poisonous plants. Two is the poetry of some of the scenes. And three - something that's becoming a chef's kiss for me - Arthur trying to force the flower down because he doesn't want to lose Merlin, but not able to trick it. Just, the angst of knowing there's love between the two of them, but it's on different wavelengths? Delicious. Give me more.
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Villain x Civilian... Though Civilian is a supervillain in retirement and is way more powerful but the villain doesn't know that and tries to kidnap Civilian.
I love this idea so much!
Just a reminder that this is not a prompt and requests are open
**Warnings; breaking in, attempted kidnap, threats of violence
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Villain checked the time on their watch; a minute to midnight. It was almost time to set their plan in motion. They were skulking outside the house of a wealthy civilian, waiting for the opportunity to break in and kidnap them. Villain had carefully turned off all of the alarms and CCTV cameras on the property, running over the building’s floor plan all the while. It had struck them as odd that a place as full of valuables as this only had one camera and one alarm, but they had to admit it made their job easier. That was the thing with civilians – they were either scared to death that they would be robbed of their worldly possessions and put their security up to the max, or, like this person, they were cocky and thought no one would dare try to break into their home. Villain grinned wide as the clock struck midnight. Time to go.
They slipped in through a large sash window once they had carefully worked the latch open, then began making their way down the first of a series of ornately decorated corridors. The carpet was a rich red colour, oak panelling stretched all along both walls and occasionally there was a decorative table housing some priceless piece of history. Villain didn’t take much time to look at any of it.
They had been watching Civilian for a while now, planning out their daily routine, deciding where they would be at which time and what they would be doing. Civilian was a part time ‘politician’, as far as Villain could tell. They spent most of their time at home, but when they were out, it was usually because they were discussing business affairs with the mayor. Mayor was the real target of this operation, given that it was them Villain wanted to rob. It wasn’t as easy as just breaking and entering when it came to them; there was around the clock security to deal with, umpteen cameras and silent alarm systems. Villain knew, because they’d already tried. Capturing someone close to the mayor and holding them hostage was a backup plan.
The further Villain crept through the house, the more they began to wonder if they should give up on the kidnapping and just rob Civilian. The entire place was dripping in wealth, though Civilian was still quite young given the vast riches in their possession. It must be family money, villain thought as they passed a series of priceless mounted portraits on their right. Either that or they got lucky. Villain froze to the spot, a faint nose catching their attention. By rights, Civilian should only be a few rooms over, so maybe they had just moved something. An antique book, perhaps, one of a massive collection housed in the library in which Villain was expecting them to be. Maybe they could lift a few books on their way out.
Villain could hardly believe their luck when they got to the right room. The door had been left ajar, just wide enough that they could slip through unnoticed. Civilian was standing with their back turned, leaning forwards and perusing a bookshelf with avid interest. They would never see it coming. Villain tiptoed their way across the room, silently drawing a chemical-soaked cloth from their pocket and raising their hand in front of them, preparing to press it over Civilian’s mouth. They were almost within touching distance, and then –
Villain frowned. Their hand had just stopped. Mid-air, like it had been frozen in place. They tugged backwards, but their hand wouldn’t budge. Neither would their arm. Villain could feel panic starting to rise in their chest as they tried to take a step backwards and found their legs wouldn’t comply. Their body trembled with the effort of trying to move, but their muscles just wouldn’t listen. Villain could feel adrenaline starting to slide through their veins, their heartbeat sounding in their ears. Then, they heard a low, confident chuckle. Coming from Civilian.
Villain directed their eyes forwards to look at the person in front of them, who was now slowly turning around. They had just one finger raised a fraction of an inch, a malicious glint in their eyes a grin that rivalled Villain’s own.
“Well hello, darling,” came their voice, honey smooth and full of vicious enjoyment. It was a voice Villain hadn’t heard for years, not since they had first been starting out. but surely, it couldn’t be… The owner of that voice had disappeared without a trace years ago, never to be seen or heard from again. Unless –
“Have you worked it out yet, sweetheart? I’d be disappointed if you hadn’t.” Supervillain. It was a cruel smile that stretched their lips as they stepped forward, giving a low hum of amusement. “Nothing to say? Why, surely you should at least be trying to do something by now. Are your powers not telekinetic? Do you have to move to be able to use them?” Villain visibly gulped.
“I’m – I’m not powered,” they whispered, surprised they were even able to move their lips to form the words. Supervillain’s mask broke for a moment, their eyebrows raising slightly in what seemed like genuine surprise before they leaned their head back and let out a disbelieving laugh.
“You actually thought you’d be able to kidnap me?” They said, still laughing in disbelief. “And you’re not even powered?” They let out another guffaw, dropping the hand which held Villain in place even at arm’s length. Only Villain still couldn’t move.
“How…”
“Sweetheart, please. You were so astounded that I could control you by just raising a finger – you can’t blame me for playing with you just a little bit.” A horrible nausea started rising in the back of Villain’s throat.
“Everyone thinks you’re dead.” A smirk this time, and an amused huff.
“Do they think that? Or do you all say it to one another just to make yourselves feel safer, lest there be a repeat of Slate Bridge.” Villain almost wanted to close their eyes at the memory. So many had died, so much razed to the ground – and for what? Villainy was one thing, kidnapping, stealing and even the occasional murder. But that? That had just been carnage. Purely for the twisted enjoyment of the brilliant mind stood before them. “Do try not to pass out on me. I know I’m a terrifying sight to behold but you unconscious is really just going to make my night a lot more complicated than it needs to be.”
“What are you going to do with me?” Supervillain leaned forwards into Villain’s space, eyes glinting in the warm light emitting from a nearby lamp.
“You sound scared. You should have thought about that before you broke into my house.” Without so much as lifting a hand, Supervillain levitated Villain off the ground and began striding down the hallway outside the library, Villain’s limp body following helplessly behind. “You won’t be telling anyone who I am, Villain, that’s for sure.”
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godwillbow · 2 years
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mothmanyeetus · 1 year
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Why I kin the Master
TW: Mention of sewerslide, talk of BPD and severe mental issues
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Why I kin him:
-Suicidal
-BPD
Holy shit is he BPD coded
-People really dislike me
-Superiority and inferiority complex
-I am very angry
-Funky
-I wish I was as good as my closest friend and was as loved and useful but all I do is cause destruction. Im disliked but okay with that but not really as I crave being put on a pedestal and being loved. All I do is fall deeper into despair as I realize I make everything worse. I understand that I will never be appreciated like the person closest to me and something about that hurts even if I act as if it doesn’t
-Silly little bastard
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ch1oecore · 1 year
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I’m too utilitarian to be the main character. I want to be the morally grey villain.
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lunarmothsystem · 2 years
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All I want is a castle with over 80 rooms. Mostly empty. A ballroom that rarely sees use that I can ballroom dance in alone.
There's something poetic about being alone by choice in large places. I wonder what would be learned and heard in such places.
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mymusicalhell · 2 years
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corrupted-legacy · 2 years
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Greetings, welcome to my corrupted legacy.
This is a blog mostly themed around villain aesthetics as a way to vent and cope etc with my own personal experiences, as well as to express how I genuinely feel like an antagonist.
This is not just an aesthetic or “roleplay” or ironic or anything- I AM a villain and sometimes being told otherwise can feel distressing as it goes against what I believe. Trying to counter this idea on this blog specifically will get you blocked from it. I’m not here for you to change my mind, I’m here to express my thoughts and feelings.
You can find villain/evil/etc-core posts, as well as posts on anger issues, evil science (I like the vibe), or whatever else I feel like posting. I hope you enjoy 🖤
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eyesandmoths · 2 years
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that moment when your biggest toxic trait is talking about killing someone and hiding their body but never actually doing it
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rorynorth · 2 years
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which of you OCs wouldn't know what a kiwi (the fruit) is
Blazar. He's the type of dude to be proud of not eating fruit 🙄 If someone tried to show him a kiwi he'd refuse to believe it wasn't a prank
"do you think i'm stupid? fruits don't have hair!"
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transfagged · 7 months
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i actually love that stede refused to give izzy the time of day. fandom can have their izzy redemption but its really important that at least at this point, stedes inherent kindness does not extend to someone who tried over and over again to completely ruin his life. stede doesnt owe someone who went above and beyond bullying (turning him in to the AUTHORITIES) anything at all actually, especially when it was to get in the way of not just his happiness but also to try to control ed
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godwillbow · 2 years
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Everyone thinks it’s funny…when I’m being disrespected…
But then when I get disrespectful…nobody laughs…
Why aren’t you laughing?
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minoudrien · 5 months
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it’s nothing it’s nothing… I JUST THINK IT’S FUNNY HOW while the peacock miraculous was broken gabriel didn’t touch it and despite expressing guilt about nathalie falling ill he still let HER be the one to use it whenever the peacock’s power was ‘needed’ for gabe’s plan that day. he never once offered to wear it in her place.
but the second the miraculous gets fixed? oh no nathalie is no longer necessary, turns out gabriel CAN wear the peacock miraculous now and he’s going to use it for the rest of the season in conjunction with the butterfly miraculous to make himself stronger.
and this is NOT salt, i actually love that this specific writing choice just further proves something about gabriel’s character; he may feel guilty about it afterward, but he will not hesitate to put his loved ones in harm’s way for his own personal gain.
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shokuto · 11 months
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Gwen didn’t not tell Miles about the canon event because she didn’t care, she didn’t tell him because she thought he’d die trying to stop it. It’s explicitly why she tried to stop him from changing Pav’s canon, why she freaked out when the rubble fell on him, and why she’s more dissident against Miguel after. Like the point with her is she buys into Miguel’s agenda of being powerless against the narrative until Miles averts it in front of her and inspires her to believe in the impossible
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