#FemmeFatale

[stazjohnson]

Femme Fatale, Black, White and Red.... and Cthulhu

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James Jacques Joseph Tissot, Triumph of the Will - The Challenge (detail), ca. 1877

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Femme Fatale

The old Theater stood like a relic of a bygone era, its marquee flickering faintly in the dim light of the city. Sally loved every inch of the place. The velvet curtains, the ornate carvings, the faint smell of popcorn and dust that lingered in the air. As the theater’s projectionist, she spent her days in the small booth above the seats, threading reels and bringing old films to life. It wasn’t glamorous work, but it was hers, and she cherished it.

That evening, as she unlocked the theater’s side door and entered her little projector room upstair, she noticed something unusual. A film canister sat on her table. She picked it up, frowning. There was no note from the owner or from anyone as to why it was there.

Its label faded but still legible. The Black Widow. She’d never heard of it, but the title sent a shiver down her spine. It sounded like the kind of film she loved, dark, mysterious, and full of danger.

She loaded the reel onto the projector, her fingers moving deftly over the machinery. The film was old, the celluloid slightly warped, but it seemed intact. She threaded it through, her heart racing with anticipation. Once the film was ready, she dimmed the house lights and made her way down to the seats, settling into the middle row with a bag of popcorn.

The screen flickered to life, the opening credits rolling in bold, dramatic font. The music swelled, a haunting melody of strings and piano, and the scene unfolded in grainy black-and-white. A smoky nightclub filled the screen, the camera panning across a crowd of sharply dressed men and glamorous women. At the center of it all was her. The Black Widow.

She was stunning. Despite the black and white footage it was clear she had blonde hair that cascaded in perfect waves, her lips painted a deep, dangerous red. She wore a tight, shimmering dress that hugged her figure, and her eyes smoldered with a confidence that made Sally’s breath catch. The woman moved with a feline grace, her every gesture deliberate, her every word dripping with allure.

Patrons of the club whispered that she was Helen Von Crul, the infamous black widow. A woman who had had more husbands die in mysterious circumstances than they had had hot dinners. And yet no one could take their eyes off her, including Sally.

Sally leaned forward, her popcorn forgotten, completely immersed. Unseen changes began to unfold. Her plain brown hair shifted into golden blonde, cascading in soft curls over her shoulders. Her clothes morphed, her sweater and jeans melting into a sleek, white dress that hugged her figure perfectly.

Her lips deepened to a bold crimson. Long, manicured nails curled around the cigarette she somehow now held between her fingers. Her popcorn bag now a silver cigarette holder. She inhaled slowly, releasing a plume of smoke into the dim air without a second thought.

On screen, the Black Widow ensnared her next victim with a coy smile and a whispered promise. Sally mirrored her movements unconsciously, her eyes narrowing, her body language languid and confident. Her breathing slowed, her every gesture instinctively elegant.

She remained oblivious to the transformation, each shift in her body and mind happening so seamlessly it felt as if nothing had changed at all. Memories faded, thoughts twisted into something new.

Sally settled deeper into her seat, eyes glued to the screen as the Black Widow’s web tightened around her next victim, a suave, wealthy businessman with sharp features and a confident smile. The two shared drinks in a lavish penthouse, the city lights twinkling through floor-to-ceiling windows.

Before long Helen had seduced the man into marrying her, despite the protests from his friends and family. Sally shared a smirk with the widow as she watched her walk down the aisle. When the priest finally pronounced them man and wife, her new husband leaned in for a kiss but the widow turned her face so he only got to peck her check.

“Don’t want you ruining my makeup dear.” Helen said but oddly Sally had mouthed the words as the widow had spoke.

The widow and her new husband entered the honeymoon suite of the Ritz hotel as the night grew long. Helen leaned in, her lips brushing against his ear as she whispered something inaudible, her hand resting on his chest. His breath hitched, his resistance melting. Slowly, she led him to the bed, her wedding dress slipping from her shoulders like liquid silk.

Sally shifted in her seat, heat pooling in her chest and spreading downward. Her breath quickened as the scene unfolded, the camera lingering Helen’s perfectly sculpted body. It moved with effortless grace, every touch deliberate, every kiss filled with purpose.

Sally’s fingers trailed absently down her body, her mind a haze of desire and curiosity. She barely noticed at first, her hand slipping beneath her dress as if compelled by some unseen force. Her heart pounded, her breath shallow, her eyes never leaving the screen.

On-screen, the Black Widow pushed her husband onto the bed and pulled down his pants, licking her lips at its erect form. With a grin she lowered her wanting pussy onto it and arched her back, her lips parting in a soft gasp as she claimed her victory. Sally’s body mirrored her reactions perfectly, her pleasure building in time with the film’s crescendo.

Sally’s fingers worked her own pussy like never before, it already felt better than any man she had ever been with. But she barely even noticed what she was doing to herself, she felt apart of the scene, as if she were Helen.

Then the mood shifted.

The Black Widow’s eyes darkened, her expression turning cold and calculating. She reached for a pillow, lifting it with unnerving calm.

Sally didn’t flinch. If anything, her breathing slowed, her fingers lingering on her pussy as she watched with rapt attention. On screen, the man’s eyes widened in confusion as the Black Widow pressed the pillow over his face, her body still entwined with his as he struggled beneath her.

“Until death do us part.” Said both Sally and Helen in unnerving unison.

The music swelled as the Black Widow held her ground, her lips curving into a faint, knowing smile. His struggles grew weaker, his legs thrashing before finally going still. Both Sally and Helen moaned in pleasure as they orgasmed at that exact moment of his demise.

Sally gasped softly, her hand falling away from her body. But there was no fear, no revulsion. Only exhilaration.

The reel clicked to a stop, the screen fading to black.

Sally sat in silence for a moment, her chest rising and falling steadily. Her pulse thrummed in her ears, but she felt calm, serene, even. This wasn’t wrong. It felt natural, right.

She lit a cigarette, her red lips curling into a satisfied smile as she exhaled slowly. The theater felt smaller now, almost claustrophobic. She rose with a newfound elegance, smoothing her dress and grabbing her expensive sunglasses.

With each step towards the entrance, every aspect of what remained of Sally melted away, replaced with a stronger more dominant personality.

Her mind brimmed with memories of luxurious parties, charming marks out of their fortunes, and whispered secrets shared in smoke-filled rooms. The name Sally felt foreign and distant, like an old character from a story she’d once heard.

The Black Widow was all that remained.

Lighting another cigarette, she walked out of the theater and into the night, her heels clicking against the pavement with confidence. The city was hers for the taking, a web of opportunity spread before her.

And somewhere, just around the corner, her next victim awaited.

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Femme Fatale Guide: Tips On How To Be A High-Value Woman

Table of Contents:

Prioritize Your Self-Respect Above All Else

Set & Uphold Clear Boundaries in Every Area of Life

Make A Deliberate Effort To Discover Your Values, Passions, & Boundaries

Build A Strong Personal Brand & Cult of Personality

Center All Aspects of Your Health & Well-Being

Read, Study, & Build A Strong Skillset

Consistently Invest in Your Appearance

Remain Dedicated To Lifelong Learning

Personalize Your Interactions & Learn Proper Etiquette

Master The Art of Engaging Conversation

Become Extremely Discreet Yet Utterly Shameless

Embrace Growth Without Succumbing To Your Perfectionist Expectations

HOW TO BE A HIGH-VALUE WOMAN:

Prioritize Your Self-Respect Above All Else: Get goals and standards that align with your needs in every area of life (career, finances, physical/mental/sexual health, emotional well-being, friends, family, intimate relationships, self-development). Express and act in alignment with your standards and dreams. Don't allow the displeasure of others to dictate your actions or daily activities.

Set & Uphold Clear Boundaries in Every Area of Life: State them calmly and clearly. "No" is a complete sentence. Reciprocate this effort to others. Practice the art of discernment, differentiation, and interdependence. Get to know yourself, and learn how to observe your needs independently of others' expectations and desires.

Make A Deliberate Effort To Discover Your Values, Passions, & Boundaries: Figure out what matters most to you in life. What activities, topics, aesthetics, art, clothing, hobbies, sounds, movements, books, television shows, movies, songs, and types of conversations most light you up inside? Here are some resources to guide your self-discovery journey HERE, HERE, and HERE.

Build A Strong Personal Brand & Cult of Personality: I have more tips on building your personal brand, creating your persona (or ‘Dream Girl archetype’), and an ultimate Femme Fatale playbook linked HERE, HERE, and HERE.

Center All Aspects of Your Health & Well-Being: Physical, Mental, Emotional, Sexual, and Spiritual. Celebrate your needs – they make you human. Eat a healthful, plant-based diet, exercise and walk daily, meditate, read at least 10 pages a day, journal, make to-do lists, declutter your space, self-pleasure, recite your affirmations, lean into shadow and mirror work, create morning and nighttime routines. Feeling in alignment is essential to allowing your magnetic aura to shine through. Find all my tips to cultivate self-regard in every area of life HERE.

Read, Study, & Build A Strong Skillset: Designing the life of your dreams is an inevitable aspect of living in your queen energy. Stay informed, read books and articles on your industry, interests, current events, cultural happenings, history, and any other topic that brings you joy or you would find intriguing if someone brought up the subject at a dinner party. Mastering an evergreen skillset is essential for succeeding in your career or building a business. Living in your queen energy means living in abundance. While queen energy is a mindset, it is impossible to fully live in this dream reality without having passions and your finances in order. Start with my entire Femme Fatale booklist HERE and guide to building your dream career HERE.

Consistently Invest in Your Appearance: Choose between investing time, money, or extra effort into upkeeping a polished style, beauty, grooming, and physique-maintaining routine. Wear clean, wrinkle-free, well-fitting clothes – styled and accessorized in a way that appears thoughtful & put together with impeccable grooming (clean hair, nails, skin, etc.). Stay consistent with your beauty/makeup/skincare routines, smelling nice daily, and maintain a scheduled routine (weekly, monthly, every 6 weeks, etc.) for specific treatments that make your life easier and make all the difference. These practices don't need to cost a lot of money. You choose to spend more money, time, or effort on these practices, depending on your personal preferences and based on your lifestyle and circumstances.

Remain Dedicated To Lifelong Learning: Make it a priority to read a few articles and 10 pages of a book daily. Ensuring keep up with your learning & education on different topics and the world is fulfilling and enables you to enter into a wider pool of conversations. This practice also strengthens your mind, sharpens focus, and helps your brain relax.

Personalize Your Interactions & Learn Proper Etiquette: Address people by name, and offer a firm handshake. Maintain eye contact. Say "please" and "thank you." RSVP promptly. Communicate clearly and compassionately. Make the person feel special and like the only individual in the room while introducing yourself. It’s the secret to leaving a lasting impression, 

Master The Art of Engaging Conversation: Prioritizing self-presentation, learning how to listen, holding your own, and encouraging others to feel relaxed are the secrets to becoming magnetic in any social situation. Be mindful of how much you listen (more) and speak (less). Carefully consider your tonality and word choice. Remember and recounter the small details of another person’s anecdote that felt important to them. Acknowledge their emotions and validate them. Read more of my tips HERE. 

Become Extremely Discreet Yet Utterly Shameless: Do as you please, but keep your business (or pleasure) to yourself. Privacy is peace, power, bliss, and radiates quiet confidence – the greatest telltale sign that someone is living in her queen energy. Learn to hold your own. You will be guaranteed to earn respect within seconds of gracing anyone's presence.

Embrace Growth Without Succumbing To Your Perfectionist Expectations: Remember that every skill, successful relationship, and goal takes time and experience. No one has it all figured out. It’s okay if you’re not where you expected to be or desire to be at this stage of your life. Stop comparing yourself – we all have our own paths. Choose to do one small thing every day to make your life better – either a step towards reaching a goal or indulging in a deep desire. Ensure there's a healthy (not necessarily equal) balance between the two. Leave your future self better than you found your past self. Express compassion towards yourself and acknowledge that you’re doing your best. Everything starts to make considerably more sense in hindsight. 

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hear me out…

[stazjohnson]

Femme Fatale, Black white and red.

[glittrdrip-iv]

ms. dita von teese my idol

[ajulesr]

2023 vs 2024 improvement on cowboy OC🤠🐶

[lauren-delorean]

Lauren DeLorean

I need a hardworking Gumshoe, can you fill my opening?

📸 Genesis Obscura

[femmefatalevibe]

Allowing yourself to be the villain in other people's stories gives you the mental freedom to begin working towards your dreams. Don't allow others' expectations to hinder your pursuits to create your ideal reality.

[deadlywhiterose]

just be

[laurielisboa-art]

Femme Fatale

[stazjohnson]

Christmas Femmes Fatale.