#villain

[save-the-villainous-cat]

“I’ll admit,” the villain whispered, their hand slowly sliding along the hero’s leg - from their knee to their thigh to be precise - “I’m a bit rusty.”

“You?” the hero asked.

“We haven’t seen each other in six months,” the villain said. “That’s enough time to rust.”

“I thought you would have gotten your fun elsewhere.”

“Well, I didn’t.” Softly, the villain pressed a kiss to the hero’s throat and the hero (stupidly so) forgot their responsibilities very quickly again.

The hero didn’t consider themselves particularly greedy in bed. They took what partners threw at them and usually, that was enough. With the villain, it felt different. They felt more confident, they felt terribly secure. The hero wasn’t a passive party anymore.

“Six months are enough to move on,” the hero whispered.

Their stomach dropped when they realised that the villain was giving them a hickey. Instinctively, the hero grabbed their enemy’s clothes but only got a hold of one of the bullet proof vest’s straps. Though the hero tried to pull them closer, the villain didn’t move until they were done on the hero’s throat.

With a wet sound, they parted.

“You’ll understand how desperate I am right now, then.”

“Is it smart to continue this?” the hero asked. Six months. Six. Often, their thoughts would circle around the villain. As if they were an addict.

“…do you want to continue this?”

“Well, yes…”

“Then what’s the problem?” Again, they leaned in and this time, they left a trail of kisses on the hero’s neck.

Within milliseconds, shivers ran down the hero’s spine and their brain fried. Their heart was loud enough for both to hear.

“I don’t know…maybe something changed, maybe you changed.” The villain looked at them, their usually focused and serious eyes suddenly soft.

“Love, what are you talking about?”

“Maybe there is someone else you…” The hero took in a deep breath. Six months were a long, long time and if the villain had found someone else during that time…someone who was simply more fitting, the hero didn’t want to stand between them. The villain was charismatic, chatty, nice when they had to be. Surely there had been someone who had shown interest while the villain was in hiding.

“You’re aware I am extremely picky when it comes to my partner.”

“Yes, I know. But—”

“And stupidly loyal.”

The hero didn’t know what to say to that. They knew what loyalty meant to the villain. It wasn’t a term they used carelessly.

“Don’t worry,” the villain murmured. They pressed an innocent kiss to the hero’s lips and continued with another one that was a little more daring.

The hero had almost forgotten what it felt like to be kissed. What it felt like to have the villain’s tongue in their mouth.

Even as the villain pulled away, the hero couldn’t form a single coherent thought.

“You’re my nemesis,” the villain reminded them. Two of their fingers traced an invisible path down the hero’s chest. “You’re irreplaceable.”

The villain was methodical. They were gentle. Their hand stopped on the hero’s lower stomach.

“And now, be a darling and spread your legs. I’ve been craving the sounds you make for half a year.”

[serickswrites]

Get Up IV

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3

Warnings: captivity, referenced bullet wound, amnesia, scientific experimentation, blood, knife, stabbing, wounds, mcd

"Welcome back to the land of the living, Hero," Villain said as they stared down into their nemesis' face.

Hero's pupils were blown wide with fear. Hero's mouth opened and closed as they struggled to speak.

"It is hard to talk after being dead for so long, I know. But," Villain tapped Hero's now flawless forehead, "being shot in the head will do that to you. Don't worry, I killed the minion for killing you. You're welcome. And I brought you back. You're welcome."

"I....I....I...." Hero rasped.

"Don't worry," Villain said as they wrapped their fingers around the knife on the instrument table next to them. "Only I get to kill you."

Hero screamed as Villain plunged the knife into their chest. Hero thrashed wildly as Villain pulled the knife out, blood spraying across their face. "Stop struggling, you're making this even more painful!" Villain said with wicked glee.

They stabbed Hero four more times before Hero stopped moving. Hero's chest was coated in blood. Villain stared down at their blood covered hands, knife still gripped in their fist. "Much better," Villain said as they stabbed Hero's corpse once more, burying the knife to the hilt in Hero's shoulder. "Much, much better."

Tags: @ftl-faster-than-life @wankusbonkus @lili-loves-whump @nolittlenightmare @d-cs

@daemonvatis @bisexuawolfsalt @pic-star01 @st0rmm

[meraki24601]

Power

Hero had seen Villain’s power. They had seen what came of the people they used them on. Some were left mutilated, and others had their minds twisted past the point of no return. It was such a horrible, dangerous power; Hero always did everything they could to keep their sidekicks from getting in Villain’s way. 

They knew all of this, but for some reason, Hero never believed Villain would use their power on them.

Because of this, when Villain offered Hero water after a short but violent battle, which ended in a draw, Hero accepted it—an honest mistake from someone who rarely faced the consequences of trusting the wrong person. A foolish, simple-minded, honest mistake.

“You fought well today, Hero.” Villain had chattered absently as Hero nearly drowned themselves, guzzling down the water. “There’s no chance I could convince you to work with me? To switch sides?”

Hero chuckled, “You’ve gotten stronger. Any chance you would switch to my side?”

“No. I’m afraid you won’t be seeing me again for a while. If you survive, you’re going to have a rather long recovery.”

“Ha! You’re stronger, but not that strong.” Hero stood and stretched, showing off their flexibility. 

Villain slid out of their chair to kneel in front of Hero. Hero was bent over, touching their toes, and Villain had come so close that their fingertips nearly brushed Villain’s knees. “How is your back, Hero? Feeling tense?”

The question rattled Hero. They knew what had happened, what they had done when they suddenly couldn’t stand upright. It only took one drop of Villain’s power for them to control a victim, and Hero drank their water without questioning why the bottle’s seal had already been broken. 

“Did you know my power manifests as a liquid?” Villain gestured for Hero to lie on the ground at their feet, and Hero’s body obeyed. “It is completely clear and has no scent. It does, however, have a uniquely sweet taste when undiluted. Or, so I’ve been told. Would you like to test if that is true?” 

Villain rubbed their thumb over Hero’s lips. Gentle but determined, the thumb forced it’s way into Hero’s mouth and pressed against their tongue. Several tiny drops of power condensed on Hero’s tongue, and Villain forced them to swallow. “Very good. So well behaved.”

Though no sound escaped, Hero was screaming. They trembled under Villain’s touch. If Villain had asked them to jump off the roof of the building they were on, Hero wouldn’t have been able to stop it from happening. The power had complete control over their body.

“I think we understand each other a little better now. Do you agree?” Villain moved Hero so they were leaning against the parapet. “I’ve learned a new trick recently. I’d like to show you if you have time.”

Hero regained control of their voice, “Don’t. Let me go.”

“Ah, good. I appreciate your willingness. I definitely need the practice.” Villain’s grip tightened on Hero’s vocal cords, strangling their protests. “I heard period cramps can be painful enough to compare to a heart attack. The question I wanted to test was a comparison. Would stripping the lining of another organ be worse? It took some experimentation, but I’ve improved my ability to isolate specific organs and order them or the muscles around them to expand or contract in such a way that the lining breaks apart. It goes something like this…”

Villain kept Hero quiet as they let their power work. They didn’t let Hero rest. It took some doing, but they soon had Hero on their feet, walking beside them as Hero’s stomach began to rip and tear. As they moved through the city, Villain leaned in close to whisper each thing they were going to do to Hero before following through. 

If Hero was honest, those quick warnings were the only thing that kept them sane. Each time their body was ready to give out, Villain commanded their cells to knit back together. Hero’s only hope was the large, dark building they seemed to be heading for. 

“This is it, my dear. We’re home.” Villain sighed into the empty entryway. “Welcome to your new home.”

Villain allowed Hero to scream. 

[ferrarer17]

[yoobec]

New Cassidie design + Pet!!!

[cartoondrawer]

[stars-and-despair]

"A villain is just a victim whose story hasn't been told."

Finally got around to finishing my BSH oc, who doesn't love a good tired anti hero.

Binary Star hero is a super good visual novel created by @concreteparasite You should check it out

[monkeydluthy]

Sakuna will go down as one of the greatest villains in anime history 🙏🔥

[h-e-x-a-r-t]

Your local problem. O Cress

[allthingswhumpyandangsty]

[mommy-mortis]

Me acting surprised when, I become attracted to the most vile unredeemable villain, again.

[coffee-toffee-twisty-frosty]

My favorite Ai villains 🤖

[luna-azzurra]

A list of moral questions to developing a villainous character

Is mercy a sign of weakness in your eyes?

What is your primary motivation or value that drives your actions?

Are there any principles you refuse to compromise on, even in your pursuit of power?

Do you believe lying is justified if it serves your goals?

How do you manipulate others to achieve your ends?

Would you betray an ally to further your plans?

Do you believe in justice, or do you see it as a tool to manipulate others?

Would you sacrifice yourself for a cause or ambition?

Would you destroy something beautiful or innocent to achieve your goals?

If you had to choose between your ambition and the life of someone you care about, what would you do?

Do you feel any responsibility towards society, or do you act solely for your gain?

How do you justify your actions to yourself and others?

Can you forgive someone who has wronged you, or do you seek revenge?

How long do you hold grudges, and what actions might provoke them?

Do you respect any form of authority, or do you see yourself as the ultimate power?

These questions can help you delve into the psyche of your villain.

[charles-breaks-beakers]

i made one for us as well

[bebx]

my taste in fictional men is just the unstable, traumatized and dangerous ones who radiate strong "I'm not a bad dog. I'm a wounded and terrified dog who bites to survive" vibes honestly

[sailorsenshigifs]