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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

When enemies have to work together to infiltrate some grand party and act like a couple to blend in. Ah, good stuff.

Dancing in order to spy on everyone and one of them keeps getting too invested on someone they're watching and end up too close to the other.

"Someone's coming! What should we do."

"Hmm, I wonder. What could two young attractive people be doing here in this dark hall."

"ahh..."

One is walking by a broom closet door and the other's hand darts out and pulls them in, putting a finger to their lips.

"You two are such a cute couple." A *wraps their hand around B's waist*

B *smiling pointedly* "Yeah we are."

If you're looking to like me,

Don't go looking under my skin.

There are stories there that even I have forgotten I buried.

I'm made of molecules old as this universe, and Sometimes under my skin; it shows.

There exist hidden acloves you may never find your your way back.

And some black holes that stare back at you.

Be safe in my heart instead,

Where the carefully curated kindness and empathy and sunshine personality is kept.

Under my skin is where I store the behind the scenes stuff;

The scars and the traumas.

But if you're looking to love me;

Well, enter at your own risk.

—i just hope I don't disappoint.

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Maybe we're all tragedies,

Covered in skins

too stubborn to be tragic.

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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I hate archetypes but I simp so hard for characters who absolutely are archetypes but like multiple opposite ones stuffed together like my characters include-

A hopeless romantic princess with a minor addiction to pink that you would literally never see without multiple swords at her waist and no one bats an eye at it.

A gruff mean political/ war tactician princess who can absolutely sucks at swordplay (she says it's cause of her power, only partially true) literally feel everyone pain/sadness and a little obsessed with saving everyone (and totally oblivious that literally bring kind to them would do that)

An exiled princess who loves reading and traveling is literally one of the best people who also does dark magic and and casually tries to wake a literal wmd beast

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This blog is now apparently dedicated to enemies to lovers connoisseur-ing. I mean I'm not complaining but still

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All that blood was never pretty,

But they did so love the sound of warhorns,

Perhaps they went into every battlefield thinking,

This time it'll be rubies instead.

Don't mistake me

When I say I'm lovely when I cry it's ugly,

cheeks red and wet with snot.

It's just that I've made a habit of finding tragedy beautiful.

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I was raised to gobble on harsh words only,

My food pipe has stretched to swallow slanders,

My stomach has a special kind of acid to melt metal;

And my intestines are meant to grind any remaining matter to fine dust.

How to deal with kind words?

Of that, I have no idea.

Are they supposed to loll in my mouth like caramel candy

Or melt like chocolate?

Will the honey sting if it touches my bleeding tongue?

It will be lost between the blood and spit before reaching my stomach anyway.

—Be gentle with me please.

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