#Sweetheart villains

[xxx-caliber]

thinking about this old post of mine (tldr: I think kurogiri was programmed to not be allowed to show tomura affection) and it led to this mini comic

[rockybloo]

GLITTER AND GUILT FINALLY HAS A WEBCOMIC COVER

Now I can post it alongside Beanstalked when the time for plugging comics comes.

New people (or those just unaware) can read it over on Comicfury. Heads up that it's 18+ due to having stronger adult themes in it compared to Beanstalked so heed the Lovely disclaimer page in the beginning.

[jesteringbug]

Wow! Your Ignihyde redesigns are so fucking ugly! So hideous and uninspired, and their ugliness is only amplified by your very poor drawing skills and even uglier art style! And it's laughable how you really believe that you did better than the official designs, never do that again, you can't design or draw for shit.

too late i'm already planning a heartslabyul redesign lmao

[columboscreens]

[see-arcane]

A thing about this "Jonathan is too nice and boring to write Mina explore her more gothic romance side with" claim is that to me, personally, a bright eyed 9-5 guy who collects factoids to share, wins hearts with "his gentleness and his sweetness" and won't even raise his voice, let alone his hand, and gradually goes from that point to the extreme opposite point of declaring "If beyond it I could send his soul for ever and ever to burning hell, I would do it!" because of Love, is way more compelling to explore romance with than all those guys who have always been violent or dabbling with the dark side anyways (e.g Vlad didn't get corrupted by love, he as was already violent and impaling people, Hyde was always violently killing people, him killing for her is nothing, etc). Jonathan is who actually radically changed because he's in love; when Renfield dies, Jonathan becomes the old madman. If you want a character for her to explore something wilder with, Mina has already bagged him.

^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^

Jonathan Harker is the embodiment of, "The power of Love does not automatically mean something good or even sane."

Love has this man blaspheming in a universe where God and Hell are proven facts. He's standing in the queue to talk terms with Mephistopheles. He's actively planning anywhere between 1 - 5 whole murders and a prospective eternity of feeding on humanity with his vampire wife if things don't work out with the Best Case 'Slay the Monster' Scenario.

Out of love~ 💕

This man's (very nearly realized!) corruption arc is caused explicitly by how much he loves Mina Murray Harker more than literally every other soul on Earth, more than The Right Thing to Do (c), more than allies or innocents or Heaven or Earth.

Mina bagged the guy whose only real holy trinity is her, Eros, and Eris.

God and the Devil are already dead to him for what they did to her, so the latter two had to step in.

[its-sunny-somewhere-else]

is this anything

[nerves-nebula]

donnie & mikey are answering this cuz Raph has a stomach ache & it's their own alt versions so it's probably the safest for them to interact. probably. maybe. @tmntaucompetition

also i love your villain au so much auhahgusahdg hiiii!!!

[stellar-collective]

y’all i made another ieytd oc. please give a warm welcome to…

Zor is always looking for fresh talent, and Aurora Rose has plenty to offer. the Agency knows that she’s been contacted, but as she hasn’t made an official deal yet, they have a unique opportunity to get an agent close to her and learn about her strengths and weaknesses before she has the might of Zoraxis to protect her. maybe they could even convince her not to go through with it…

of course, such an important task is going to fall to the great Agent Phoenix. let’s hope that their cover story is up to snuff. she doesn’t take kindly to misinformation.

i made her for a self indulgent Ollix fake dating au that i am actively writing and i think she turned out rlly cute :]

[thebluestbluewords]

scheming. plotting, even.

"Maleficent. Charmed, I'm sure."

Red shakes the outstretched hand as quickly as possible. No biggie, just shaking hands with the most evil villain of all time, the person who's eventually going to be responsible for getting not just Red and her mom, but literally every interesting villain and henchman and sidekick exiled from Auradon. Forever.

"Yeah, you could say that. So, what are you doing here?"

Young Maleficent arches one perfect eyebrow up towards her horns. "Attending class. And you?" 

Right. 

"I mean, same. Obviously," Red scoffs "I'm just here, in class...attending class." 

The corner of Maleficent's mouth twitches. "On a cosmic level, I'm here because I was compelled by the stars to attend class today." 

This is getting her nowhere.

“Yeah, okay," Red agrees, even though she's pretty sure she understands even less about Maleficent's motivations since they started this conversation. "I don't really do astrology, so if you wanna tell me what that actually means..." 

"It means I'm here because the fates aligned to bring me here today. And you're here because of magic."

"No, I’m totally not.”

Shit.

They're gonna be found out for sure if Maleficent is on to them. So long, Wonderland. Bye-bye, Auradon. Red's going to a special layer of hell. the one reserved for idiots who reveal their whole plan to the biggest, baddest villains ever to walk the earth. 

Maleficent laughs, and reaches out to grab Red's hand again. "Child, I can smell it on your skin. You're here for exactly the same reason as myself and my companions." 

"I'm pretty sure I'm not..." 

"Don't play stupid. It's the time discrepancies. There's a...what do you humans call it?" 

Okay. 

So Maleficent isn't human. 

Cool. Cool cool cool. 

"Um?" Red squeaks "I don't? Know?" 

"A time distortion. A bubble." 

Oh, no. 

"Nope, I don't know anything about any time travel," Red says, quick as can be. "I'm here because my--our father, he, um, he fell on some hard times, and he-- that is, he didn't send in our transfer paperwork, so if I smell like I shouldn't be here, that's gotta be it, nothing like time travel, who said I know anything about time travel?" 

"You did. Just now." 

Haha. 

Ahahahaha. 

"I meant to say that I've never even heard of time travel," Red lies through the biggest smile she can plaster on her face and still speak through. "But if you know anything, then I want to learn it too. You can tell me." 

Maleficent's eyes narrow. "Funny. You're a funny one, Red. Ulyana doesn't like her lackeys being too smart, but funny... I can work with that." 

"What." 

"Please. Don't play the fool. We're here because of the time manipulation going on in this iteration of the Merlin Academy timeline, as are yourself and your sweet little blue companion. I don't know what you want out of the changes, but I know that you're here because of them. Hades and myself are here to... well." 

"What?" 

"I don't know if I can trust you with that information yet," Maleficent says, flickering a forked tongue out to lick her lips. "Not unless I know I can trust you." 

"I'm trustworthy." 

Maleficent grins, and Red gives herself a singular moment to wish that she hadn't looked at the pointed teeth in that awfully wet mouth. Ugh. Dragons are worse than jabberwocky when it comes to oral hygiene, apparently.  "Mm, no you’re not. At least, not yet."

[bayetea]

we need to start writing drew tanaka like an azealia banks expy. minus the racism and whatever other fuckass shit she says. Drew tanaka is not your enemy

[lizhly-writes]

hi i speedwrote this for @ficwip's hey sweetheart 2025 event. it's a little rough, but here's my cnovel villain and second ml as teenagers.

“Can I go over to your place?” Zhao Yuhang said. In answer, Yang Haoran shrugged, not really caring either way. Zhao Yuhang seemed to have taken this as an affirmative, which resulted in the current situation: both of them in Yang Haoran’s room, with Yang Haoran at his desk and studying like a good student, while Zhao Yuhang lounged on his bed with a crappy English novel.

To be honest, Yang Haoran wasn’t quite sure how this happened. Why did Zhao Yuhang want to follow him home to begin with? Certainly, Zhao Yuhang was friendly with him, but Zhao Yuhang was friendly with everybody, so this wasn’t saying much. They weren’t particularly close. Certainly not close enough for Zhao Yuhang to commandeer his bed for his English studies.

Not that Zhao Yuhang was really studying English.

“Why are you even looking those words up, there’s no way we’re going to get tested on them,” Yang Haoran said.

When Zhao Yuhang had started pulling things out from his bookbag, Yang Haoran had made the mistake of assuming Zhao Yuhang wasdoing English homework. Then Zhao Yuhang had started to mouth some words to himself, which was relatively normal behavior for language study up until Yang Haoran realized what he was actually saying.

Honey, darling, sweetheart, angel -- the list went on and looped back again, just like a student memorizing vocabulary with flashcards, except Zhao Yuhang was doing it with words that wouldn’t help his grade point average at all.

“You don’t know that for sure,” Zhao Yuhang said cheerfully, sitting up.

“I’m pretty sure I do,” Yang Haoran said, eyebrows drawing together. English was his best subject. It was the only one in which Yang Haoran could consistently outscore Zhao Yuhang. He was starting to suspect this was because Zhao Yuhang hadn’t bothered to look at the fucking syllabus.

“Well, not everything’s about tests! Sometimes, it’s about whether you can finish a book you like.”

“And that’s what you’re doing,” Yang Haoran said, eying Zhao Yuhang’s book skeptically. The title was in English, but you didn’t need to know English to know what the book was about when the cover had some woman dramatically swooning into the arms of a shirtless man.

“Exactly!” Zhao Yuhang said.

“… Anyway, I don’t think those words will help you finish the book,” Yang Haoran said. “There’s better vocabulary to pick up. Do you even know what you’re studying?”

“Sure,” Zhao Yuhang said. “Isn’t this just a different way of saying baobei?”

“...I guess.”

“Then there’s no problem!” Zhao Yuhang said. He smiled brightly at Yang Haoran, who, not knowing exactly what to do with this, chose to return back to his math textbook.

“Hey, why does it feel like you’re ignoring me.”

“…”

“Yang Haoran. Haoran. A-Hao. You’re really making me feel like I’m doing something weird, but I’m just studying English.”

“You’re not, though,” Yang Haoran said.

“That’s gatekeeping!” Zhao Yuhang exclaimed. “Just because I’m learning colloquial terms doesn’t mean I’m not learning anything at all! And anyway, isn’t it nice to hear something sweet?”

“This counts as something sweet?”

“I just think it’s interesting, what people call each other in different languages,” Zhao Yuhang said. “You know, when they like each other. I think I’d like to hear someone call me that too, at some point.”

“… I don’t know why you’re telling me all of this,” Yang Haoran said. Wasn’t this unnecessarily intimate information to share, for people who weren’t really that close to begin with?

“Ahh, I really feel like you’re judging me. It’s really not that weird! Wouldn’t you like someone to call you something nice?”

“Not really,” Yang Haoran said.

“Aw, come on, honey,” Zhao Yuhang said, leaning in.

“No,” Yang Haoran said, beginning to see where this was going.

“Darling.”

“Stop.”

“Doesn’t it feel even a little nice, sweetheart?”

“Stop talking,” Yang Haoran said, slightly strangled. “You don’t call random people that.”

Zhao Yuhang tilted his head. “But you’re not a random person,” he said, sounding far too earnest for Yang Haoran’s tastes. “Aren’t you a sweetheart?”

“I don’t think you know what that word means,” Yang Haoran said, and gave in to the urge to cover his face.

Zhao Yuhang laughed. “So you can get embarrassed. You’re really good at sitting in place with the same expression, so I really thought this wouldn’t do anything. Well, how is it? Isn’t it nice to hear these kinds of things?”

“I think you’re getting the context mixed up.”

“Hmm, well, I think people get a little too worked up about the separation between these kinds of things,” Zhao Yuhang said. “But do you really not like it at all?”

“...I don’t understand how you can say all of this with a straight face.”

“Practice!”

[fcb-mv33]

He’s just the cutest😭

[devilsprophet]

"THERE IS A DARKNESS THAT MOVES. It is the BEGINNING OF ALL THINGS and THE END OF ALL THINGS. It is ETERNAL, drawing with such great force that EVEN LIGHT BENDS TO ITS WHIM."  PROMO BY SANGUINESORCERY

[sillygoofyqueer]

What makes Wei Qingwei cry? Is there a list? Is there a trauma scale? And how exactly would the man cry when he cries? Ugly sobbing mess? Or the prettiest tears known to mankind??

Asking for a friend (it's you you're the friend I need to know for Reasons ™) <3

Well well well.......if it isn't one of my beloved wives, PEACH!!! What a strange question to ask, I'm totally confused and concerned by this hehehe...😏😏😏 AS for the question(s), I will now answer them promptly!!!! First things first - there are many things that could make Wei Qingwei cry, but it depends on what kind of crying we're talking about. If we're talking about happy crying, he's such a softie!! You could easily make him cry with a kind gift or a sign of trust, of just a general appreciation or affection that wasn't previously shown. He's bawling the first time one of his disciples makes anything, every single one of them have seen him cry for that exact reason. If you want him to cry in a sad way, well. He goes out of his way to be strong for his disciples, still emotionally vulnerable and there for them, but always there to comfort them - so, it's not unusual to see him crying if one of his disciples is injured or extremely sad, because if he can cry it means that anyone can cry, and that's okay!! He doesn't cry if he gets injured or anything (he's got a high pain tolerance, and if he's crying then it can only mean that holy shit he's in a lot of pain). He can, however, cry if he gets extremely overwhelmed by something. He's usually calm in high stress situations, but he was a very anxious child and if he's forced into situations that push him into the same mindset he had as a child - "run, hide, find the smallest places you can, stay quiet, as quiet as possible" - he will probably have a panic attack and start sobbing. He's still anxious as an adult, he just hides and processes it a lot better than before!

[rockybloo]

Bitterbat truly has no limits to his flirtations while on the job

[victorckk]

Because everyone seemed to love him so much, I am offering more doodles of my UTM No Heart redesign

They’re all shitpost things because it’s all I’ve had the energy for lately so I apologize

ft. Sweetbrier 🫠

I still have to make a ref sheet of him oopsies