Yeah S*x Is Cool And All But What About Cuddling.

Are you a 'Tol pins smol to a wall with dagger to their throat'gay or are you a 'smol pins tol to the floor while straddling their waist'gay or are you a 'Tol is tied to a chair while smol uses a knife to lift their chin'gay

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I was made from mismatched pieces,

God's leftovers,

A warrior's heart,

And a dreamer's mind

And a gentle soul

And a chaotic existence.

Then they shoved me in this tiny little useless body, and sent me into battle.

Without ever teaching me to fight,

Or bothering with armour.

—I was never meant to survive, was I?

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Here me out this dynamic

Femme fatale flirty villain X brooding stoic supervillain

Idk kinda Selina Kyle X Bruce Wayne vibes but anyway,

I would like it if you wrote something based on it.

Thank you, your local anon with daddy issues.

Ahhh! That's so interesting! Here we go

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Villain laughed, daintily throwing their head back to barr their throat. "And here I thought you had no sence of humour" they said.

A muscle clenched in supervillain's jaw. And villain smirked up at them when they noticed.

Smirking up wasn't quite the right word, with the added height from their shoes they were nearly the same height. But they were reclining lazily in their chair, while supervillain sat taut. And they had their head turned precisely so they'd look small.

Talking big talk the way did while looking small meant daring. That was good. Making their power clear would just look like arrogance, and that wouldn't work well with the supervillain, they supposed.

"I mean, even if you weren't interested in the diamonds themselves. They're the pride of most upper class families sitting together in one room. Wouldn't their humiliation itself be prize enough. Without the aggravating amount of money they'd be willing to waste to win them back." Villain grinned liked they thought they had already won. Resting their chin on their clasped fingers, they gestured for a waiter to top up their glass of red wine.

From the look on supervillain's face, it was clearly far from over. They kept their face oblivious.

The waiter was nearly trembling. They went farther. "And even your arrogant self has to know I'm the best person for this job, I can even do it myself. I just need your name to make it all the more grand."

That was not quite true. It wasn't just about a single crime. They needed to shift their image from a simple breaking and entering crook, they needed that fear attached to their name. You need that to make an impact.

They felt the need to hire a PR team.

People assumed herohood worked like fame, their adoring fans pushing for anything they advocated for. But villainhood worked quite similarly, it just cashes in fear in place of adoration, and it also appealed to the authorities quite more directly.

The Supervillain smiled at that, regaining their composure at that. They picked up their napkin from their lap to fold it on the table, "You may be now, but what makes you think that I can't find someone better by the exhibition. Someone less demanding maybe."

Vilain almost snorted. Of course you can't they were about to say before they realised how pathetic it sounded. They were losing supervillain's intrested.

"Maybe you can, but not possibly make them as experienced as me in two months." They shrugged airily.

The supervillain stood near their seat with their hand resting near villains glass. They raised their eyebrows, the picture of you need to impress me.

Don't fumble.

"And demanding is a strong word to use when I'm practically doing all the work, and I've even agreed to settle for less than half the profit. " They said, acting amused when they felt anything but.

They had agreed to half the last estimated price, excluding the bribes supervillain would get. The unfairness of it all bothered them more than the money itself.

They were pulling of the robbery practically all by themselves!!

"And in exchange you're asking me to give the public a very obvious link between us. Not just officers, or heroes or the other Villains. But the public."

Part 1

Kind of in a slump, I'll have the rest out tomorrow hopefully hope you liked it. Asks are open btw it really helped me write after a long time. Pls follow

Sometimes a person tries to confess their love for their enemy and comes up with profound shit like, "Because I'd find you even if this entire divided world worked together for once just to tear us apart, your soul and mine are made of the same stuff, and we'll have to change atom to atom to be anything other than each others. Because even if you tired to stab me it'll only work to cut of some ancient infected wound, because you'll always be my savior, even if you try to hurt me"

Other times they say shit like, "Because maybe I like your stupid face."

"Remember when I said I would rather cut of my own lips than kiss you?Yeah, I might have been a little wrong."

"Maybe I don't hate being around you when you're not trying to kill me."

Wow, the first confession turned out pretty good. I'm trying to reach 500 follows pls halp

I will absolutely inhale any piece of media containing, my beloved, 'Two same-gender people, likely a mean girl and good girl are initially presented as romantic rivals for the most average boy you'll ever meet, but turns out they were just really gay aNd dumb all along.' it just has so hard 'fuck men, who even needs em anyway' it gives me life.

aNd And, when the mean girl (or boy) AGGRESSIVELY tries to deny her own gayness by trying to convince herself she just has feelings for the boy, and just fails so so bad. Like her internel monologue is just 264996 things I hate about you and then proceeding to simp plus extra for the girl and then telling herself she's into the boy. It's a high and I'll chase it all my life

+ if the boy's and adorable himbo jock and thinks they're into him. The second hand embarassment!! 😂. Tbh works if he's an ass too but flipped on its heed, the absolute joy of watching him embarrass him.

I can read 37926 books with the exact same plot.

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The villain and hero anyhow end up in a place where the only people they know are each other and have to find someone/something to get out. They both say don't want to be near one another, but one of them gets separation anxiety and follow the other absolutely everywhere, while making up more and more ridiculous excuses and pretending to hate it. The other, sees right through it, but let's them do their thing and enjoy it.

When the villain has been quite for days, Hero breaks into the villains lair to find their plans, they expected it to be hard, but hard as in boobie traps, but what they saw was much, much worse. Truth was the villain is... The villain is a... Massive slob. Slob as in literal piles of hoarded items all around.

"Well, truth is I was drawing up a plan for a takeover, but I kind of, just... Forgot were I put them, And I don't really have the best memory, so... I just remember it involves massive lab grown penguins... And I may or may not have already placed an order."

"Do you remember literally anything else!"

"let me think... Hmm... Naw, I got nothing. And I don't appreciate how judgemental you're being."

"Finders keepers bitch!!" "May as well if I can get a clean house out of it."

*shoving a giant box filled with candy wrappers in the garbage bag.* "You can't seriously be living like this."

*scrunching their nose at like 10 giant bags of dog food* "You know, I was considering switching to your side, but now I don't think I can't trust someone who lives like this."

*about the giant stack of teddies all with various villainous accesories* "The state of your house is literally making me more anxious than the giant penguins that could be loose in the city right now."

Bestie now I need to write this into my wip

The dark academia urge to attend a fancy ball where everyone has to dip there hands in gold dust that leaves prints behind on whatever they touch. Dancing with a stranger surrounded by people with gold dust in their hair and on their faces and lips and thighs while intoxicating ballads are played live. Being whisked away by your hot nemesis and them wiping gold from your cheeks and holding your eyes till only their prints are left on you, and then they lean close and whisper "that's better, you look beautiful."

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Okay but who invented the trope of the 'hero's side kidnaps the Villains very sweet,meek, kind sidekick/friend/relative for a hostage situation but turns out they're actually scarier than the villain' and have they been awarded a noble peace prize yet. (Bonus points if they're very bossy and the villian is low-key scared of them. Also if they're very old.)

"Hello Villain, we've kidnapped x—" "I'm sorry." "Well you should be and uh," " No, I'm sorry for you, good luck." *Hangs up*

Hero "We don't want anybody to get hurt." "Me either," *standing up already having undid their bindings* "So if you'll just step aside."

*Tiny person dressed in bloodstained pastel colours and floral designs walks into villains lair with a single fork in hand* "Villain! How long does it take to pick up a single person from the hero's, I had to walk all the way over here!" Villain*sweating* "I'm sorry."

"I'm only fighting these (Eldritche horror levels of danger) for you because I want to kill you myself. Don't think I'm trying to save you or care about you or anything. I totally totally don't." —the enemies to lovers dynamic we all love to see.

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