#Temptress Roxanne

[ahfucknuggets567]

Megamind swap au??? In this economy?

yes, actually. I have been getting into the Megamind fandom very recently and as a fandom random, It is a duty to make a megamind au. I have seen some concepts of a Megamind swap au floating but to me they never feel realized. So here's probably a part one to this Megamind Swap au.

Megamind <--> Roxanne

This is one is plain old obvious. They're each other love interests and have some similarities to each other. Plus we got have very good idea for Roxanne's villain name, Temptress.

Metroman <--> Bernard

Now this is where it gets interesting! I did for two reasons. One, Bernard and Roxanne do seem close enough. Not friends probably but still and he's the other major human being that could feasibly swap with Wayne. Two, you know how Megamind and Metroman are meant to parody Superman and Lex Luthor. I thought what would be fun was for swapped! Roxanne and Bernard to be parodying Batman and The Joker. Another pair of an iconic superhero and his nemesis. Bernard is snarky, montone, and very dry which fits with a Batman parody. Imagine Roxanne in a sexy clown costume.

Minion <--> Hal Stewart

If I'm switching Roxanne and Megamind. Might as well switch their companions. Hal in this way will be a whole lot chill. He's meant to be like a younger brother to Roxanne. And no creepiness or incel behavior on this. Just a dorky jackal esque alien brother. Minion on the other hand is a helicopter older brother. He's way over protective of Megamind and will kill Roxanne if given the chance. He has the merits of a hero, especially with the justice aspect but gone to the extremes.

The next part of this does well, will be dealing with the sequel characters. I will trying to make them better in the process but hey, whatever happens. Happens.

[socaprince]

SOCA THERAPY - JANUARY 14, 2024

Soca Therapy Playlist 

Sunday January 14th 2024

Making You Wine From 6-9pm on Flow 98.7fm

Penthouse (Dr. Jay Plate) - Voice

Counting My Blessings - Nadia Batson

Everytime - Nadia Batson

Life After Fete - Kerwin Du Bois

Soca Party - Jimmy October & Tano

Tack Back - Kes & Tano

Junction - Coutain & Tano

Brain Freeze - Leadpipe & Jus-Jay

Center - Grateful Co

Touch - Hypasounds

Push Back - Saddis

Sugar Waist - Kerwin Du Bois & Yung Bredda

Search Party - Preedy

Arch - Rhea Layne

Hot Gyal Anthem - GBM Nutron

Holiday (Clean) - Problem Child

Call My Name - Destra

Lucy - Destra

Obsessive Winers - Destra, Alison Hinds, Denise Belfon

In The Center - GBM Nutron & Farmer Nappy

One Ah Dem - Shal Marshall

Closer - Imani Ray 

Roxanne - Problem Child

Festival - Jasper YMC

Niceness - Kenny Montana

Happy Music (DJ Kevin Edit) - Ricardo Drue

I Am Soca - Kerwin Du Bois & Patrice Roberts

DNA (DJ Shy Drum Intro) - Mical Teja

Impossible - Problem Child & Patrice Roberts

Ah Love It Here - Ricardo Drue

The Menu - Teddyson John 

Fete Woman and Alcohol (F.W.A) - Terron

Outside Jam - GBM Nutron & DJ Spider

Good Mood - Adam O

I'm Yuh Lover - Nadia Batson

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3. Toxic Love - Ricardo Drue & Patrice Roberts

2. Professional - Ricardo Drue

1. Vagabond (DJ Crown Prince Intro) - Ricardo Drue

Come Home (Official Roadmix) - Nailah Blackman x Skinny Fabulous x Badjohn x Advokit x Anson Pro x Xplicit 

Tornado (Riddim Master Road Intro) - Ricardo Drue

Hurricane - Skinny Fabulous & Lyrikal

Do What You Want - Skinny Fabulous x Asa Bantan x Mr Killa

Devotion - Destra

Jumpin' - Destra

Bonnie & Clyde - Destra

Bacchanal - Destra

Shake The Place - Machel Montano & Destra

Best Self - Nailah Blackman & Lyrikal

Beatin Road (Muv Bass Edit) - Preedy & Smiddy Smith

My All - Nadia Batson 

All The Wine - Jab King

Good Oil - Tallpree

Bag Ah Sugar - Terra D Governor

Entering GreenzLand - Bunji Garlin

Toot Toot (Clean) - Temptress

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Nat U (Sheed Clap Intro) - Claudette Peters

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Welcome Back - Imani Ray

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Happy Daze - Nailah Blackman

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Horn - Marlo Benn

Bequia - OG Park

Who Am I - H.S. Phaktor feat. Bomani

It's Carnival (remix) - Destra & Machel Montano

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Rubber Waist - Major Shackie

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[x-raysystem]

Realizing this is just a list of the things that made me love me (Megamind)

-Falling to his death in his first scene

-Immediately being ashamed for living with his parents at 8 days old

-Getting Pranked by going to a Prision for the Criminnially Gifted instead of a rich family AND BEING RAISED THERE???

-Literally working with a blowtorch and helping a prison break as a baby and being CHARGED???

-"While they learned the Itsy Bitsy spider, I learned how to dehydrate animate objects and rehydrate them at will." In GRADE SCHOOL?

-Literally makes a helmet to stop them from bullying him, gets sent to the corner for it malfuctioning, then decides to be a villain [Based]

Okay now we're past the intro

-The Warden literally knowing Megamind from near birth and still playing along with him (I'm not crying you are)

-MINIONS SKILLS BEHIND THE WHEEL LIKE MAN IS TOKYO DRIFTING IN THE MIDDLE OF RUSH HOUR

-"Today we are here to honor a beautiful man, Metro Man. His heart is an ocean, that's inside a bigger ocean." Roxanne my beloved.

-Minion doesn't hit a car but will mow down multiple people to get Roxanne

-Megamind and his little brain pets !!!!

-Roxanne not entertaining anything and immediately into business

-"Temptress~" OH he's already Bad for her

As I realize Megamind started my pipeline to a leather fetish I should probably head to bed. Will continue in the morning after "Baby Seal Leather Boots"

Live Blogging my yearly Megamind rewatch be ready

[mexican-texican]

“Houstatlantavegas”

-Part of the “Repercussions of an Earworm” series, the Dirty Bit Volume. Note, this used to have direct links to the stories themselves on AO3 and FF, but otherwise you will have to excuse the system and take a detour through my blog for links. Otherwise, sorry for the delay, and enjoy :) Megamind/Roxanne M! IT’S RATED M, PEOPLES but no seks, sorry Words: 2600. Don’t listen to AO3′s word counter. “Houstatlantavegas” by Drake, So Far Gone, 2009 He didn't mean to linger, at least not at first... 

They called her Temptress, and she was the most beautifully broken thing he had ever seen. He originally hadn’t meant to linger at first. Hell, he hadn’t planned on staying any longer than it should’ve taken to scout out the place for any potential profitability, seeing as it was on the outskirts of a recently overthrown territory he managed to take a hold of. And yet somehow he was there long enough to hear the music change, hear how the dirty sounds of desperation melted around pure sin, saw the lights filter out from the harsh sharpness the ellipsoidal lamps offered to the soft caress of a followspot being turned on over the center stage. Long enough to see her standing there. Where she took his breath away with a glance, her strikingly blue eyes peering with disinterest from underneath a black fedora while her leather suit clung to her as a second skin. One hand on the fedora and the other wrapped around a whip strapped to her hip. The soft pout of her blood red lips garnered attention; their movements were easily as captivating as watching her hips sway to a needful rhythm, her lips hugging each word that followed the song flowing out of the overhead speakers. Her fluid hands were another form of distraction; dancing, enchanting, caressing the air that surrounded her and beckoning a spell she did not know. She would crouch, she would raise, she would bend; no matter the movement his eyes stayed fixated on the bloom of her lips at every which way and angle she would grace him with. He hadn’t realized he had been entranced until the crack of the whip brought him back, his eyes finally taking in the sight of her exposed skin. Sometime during his infatuation with her mouth did she shed herself of her clothing; everything gone but the boots on her feet, a pair of velvet briefs concealing her bottom and the snapping whip in her hand. As well as that smirk he wanted to devour off her face. It was at that fated moment he realized he didn’t want to claim her as his own, contrarily, he wanted her to stake her claim into him, if she wished it so.

Could she ever want it he’d think as they locked eyes while she offered herself to the city night after night. And in the end it was never about her body, the lewd looks her angelic face would shape or the promise of lust and death in her gaze that would keep him returning to her serpents dance. At least, that’s what he kept repeating to himself in the dark of his room after every visit. Eventually the visits became more regular, almost scheduled, wherein he would get his drink at the bar and sit with his disguise under the dark prior to the queen’s arrival. Everyone else’s performances never quite matched her level of standards; as a result waiting though every dance prior to hers was trying, if not torturous. But when she made her way out of the shadows to the spotlight, her movements slow and languid, he’d forget how to breathe. Every time. In each beginning she would sway her way to the pole, disrobing her outfit layer by layer to reveal herself for her audience. By the time she reached the end of her walk she would twine around the metal bar on stage, completely bared to the flesh for her nightly visitors. Any fabric she had left on her legs was always guaranteed to drop, but whatever lay underneath had no room for negotiation. If she was allowed to hold on to any form of dignity, it was hidden within that stretch of fabric that wrapped around her curves of her hips. A secret she shared with no one. A secret many tried to take. He held some worry for her safety, as obvious as he would with the amount of attention she captured. There would be few who jested at the opportunity of having her exposed to their pleasure. All talk, really, since the risk of getting killed or at least maimed along the way was too high. Then there were fewer who actually had the balls to attempt a go at it, if their fear of being spontaneously castrated was non-existent. None ever made it farther than having the bouncer wrap a hand around their neck, if Temptress herself hadn’t already gotten to them first with a well-placed swing of her heel. But really,that college punk that managed to land a hand to her thigh was just asking for a new facial piercing. The repeating guests that usually kept their distance had been around long enough to know better. To know she offered more than just a show if one behaved. Which was why most nights he would find the room in a standstill when she stepped into the light, straining to listen the tale she had to share. Her skin told stories, whispered lies, a fantasy she wasn’t allowed to own easily spoken through the movements of her body. And if you looked closely enough, you would be able to hear what she had to say. Anyone with even a remote sense of conscious thought could see it was all business to her; she hardly took any pleasure from wringing herself out on a nightly basis. If anything could be taken from her facial expressions of disinterested ecstasy, it would be that she’s a very convincing performer who knows how to wield a mask to shield those from her shattered reality. She never showed interest in anyone else, unless they showed interest in her girls.More than a few occasions did it catch his eye when she walked through the muted crowds with a guest in tow, on their way to the back-alley exit. And he never raised an eyebrow when she walked back in alone with nothing more than a sprained wrist and sometimes a stiletto missing its heel. Which is why he had been heartbroken the night she approached him at the bar with that smile that made him want to bear his wrists out to her. Had made small talk he knew would lead to nowhere but the bed. Tilted her head towards the back rooms and lead him by that invisible leash. Shoved him flat against the back of her dressing room door while stealing his breath and his gun in one swift movement. She earned his respect that night, although in all honesty he probably would’ve just handed it over had she asked. She showed no fear, no hesitation at all as her fingers soundly tightened around the grip of the gun without even questioning the glowing weapon itself. One arm tangled in his coat while pressing into his neck and the other holding the barrel steady underneath his chin, she stared him down with warmth intensity in her eyes that bore into him. More life than he’d ever seen since he first laid eyes on her, really. This development was-

interesting. She’d noticed him more often than not the nights he stood in the shadows. Choked him with all the information she had gathered in the back of her head, things she would take in as she put out on stage. She would’ve been a great investigator in another life. A damned good interrogator. But as unfair as the city was with her denizens, she always made sure to break down the strongest. Having felt he humored her enough, he gripped her wrist with one hand as he twisted the gun away, the other gently but quickly placed in the crook of her outstretched arm to fold it into herself and rotate them both, having her back rest against the door instead. A flash of his teeth, few words spilled between, a twist of his wrist and he was as much exposed to her as she was to the world. Once he revealed himself to her, she could not keep her eyes off of him from her perch on the stage, as if he hadn’t been staring back to begin with. He didn’t bother exchanging the disguise for another, trusted her methods enough to dispel the need for marking the club as his. If she let him walk out of her room alive he at least had the decency to let her take care of things her way. So long as everything was under control, as it usually was. Usually. On slow evenings she would invite him to wait out on the comfort of her changing room bed, gifted to each of the dancers private rooms courtesy of the previous mistress who Temptress had mentored under. An offering, she said, for the girls to have a safe place to crash after their mistress had a “talk” with a guest who paid too close attention. And to prove her trust in him, had extended her invitation to what was considered their safe place. An invitation he did not take lightly. Slowly she opened up to him, one petal unfurling at a time, until she was comfortable enough to let him see her bloom. In the privacy of her changing room, of course. ”Would there be anything else you would do with your life if you, say, found a reset button?” he asked through the thick smoke lingering in the air during one of their quiet evenings. His blue spirit felt lifted in the sweetness of it all even as he laid still besides her. Never bothered by the act and in a way why would he be? He practically controlled the entirety of the city’s supply. She held her breath in, letting the flow of sticky smoke filter out through her nostrils in a lazy lift. ”Not sure. Hard to imagine what a decent life would be like when all you’re used to is shit. Besides, can’t really think of anything much better when the pay’s this good.” He couldn’t help but feel a resonance in her struck cord as she handed him the glass pipe. ”You’re good at sticking your nose where it doesn’t belong. You could’ve done some investigative journalism for all I know.” She snorted at that response, a hand running flippantly in her bangs. ”And can you imagine the actual reports? ‘ This is Temptress, signing off’” She smiled at that, the line of her lips cutting deep into her cheeks. The dullness never left her glossed over eyes. He gave a noncommittal shrug into the mattress. “Doesn’t sound half bad, could be your alter ego,” he defended before tilting his head further backwards with practiced impassiveness. ”What, is, your name anyway?” She eyed him from her seat, a nervous grind of her teeth the only sign of hesitation. “I’ll show you mine if you show me yours.” ”I don’t really know mine,” he responded without pause. “It could’ve been ‘light’ or even ‘tektite’, but that’s just some of what they called me in the days before the black hole-” he said before the sullen quiet overtook him, his eyes suddenly diverting to the ceiling. She stilled, running her tongue underneath her top lip and taking in a muted sigh. ”People call me Roxie.” He hummed, blankly staring into the ceiling. ”Funny,” he said after a moment of prolonged silence, letting the quiet of her room suck out any humour the sentence would’ve carried. ”As Ironic as it is, you don’t look any more than just a Roxanne.” Her face froze, the stillness of her chest making him hold his own breath as he waited for, anything. Then he heard it. Heard the beauty that was her laughter for the first time, the sound of the sky opening up. His lips slowly stretched into a grateful smile of awe. He wouldn’t have minded if that was the last thing he ever heard in his life. Most nights ended that way, laying on the bed together sitting in comfortable silence between bouts of needless chatter. Others, he held her in his arms as she shook in pain of memories past. The one night he found her unconscious he nearly had blood on his hands. She lay limp against his arms, a barely restrained anger simmering underneath the surface of his eyes. Most of the addicts had already run out at that point, a few lingering in the corners in the ghosts of their former selves. The one that pointed Roxanne out for him stood alongside him quietly, her vibrantly red hair cascading over her slumped shoulders as she held onto herself.

“She does this, goes on these- bingers, every once in a while. Says it helps her,” the redhead murmured with a plaintive shrug. “With what other than getting fucked up I don’t really know.” He breathed out his frustration and held her against his chest a little tighter, adjusted his grip as he stepped his way over the unconscious bodies of the travel agents he incapacitated on his way in. He figured he should’ve come sooner when he got the text, somehow tried to make it to the trap house faster even though he knew he was breaking laws left and right on his way there, social and theoretical. Getting her home was only slightly harder, seeing as they’ve never spoken of their respective habitations. Tapping into her phone helped him solve that problem quickly, and if she had any objections to the matter, they would have to deal with it after she sobered up. On his way to her bedroom, his eyes skimmed over the layout of her apartment without taking anything in. He didn’t think it was his place to get to know hers. He cleaned her up and laid her in bed. Cleared her living area and replenished her kitchen. Watered the neglected windowsill plants before making leave. When he met her gaze during his next visit she held no face of thanks, absent to the thought of their previous encounter. She rolled a shoulder in a half-effort shrug as she finished off the last of her drink and slunked off the high bar stool. Made way to the hall that led to her room, taking the ache in his chest with her. She would probably never be able to give him what he wants the most, would never be able to reciprocate the feelings he buried deep inside himself, each layer of filth and lies a weighted cloak over his heart. But that was okay, when he got to see her genuine smile in the privacy of her dressing room. Was allowed to hear her laugh in those quiet nights laying side by side. The laugh that almost made him think he was alive. Almost convinced him he was real. They called her Temptress, and she was the most beautifully broken thing he had ever seen.

And he was hers.

[setepenre-set]

Heroes Together

[aoitsuru]

Was re-reading some of @setepenre-set 's amazing works, and got an urge to draw Roxanne as Temptress

[sweetsunnyviolet]

I love that fic, really ❤️

Freestyle fanart of @setepenre-set‘s Temptress bc that fic, especially its dynamic between Megamind and Roxanne, does disgusting things to me and my sexuality

[vikx]

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[ivarlevris-art]

My contribution for Megamind Month: A gift exchange Megarox fic for @lahusti ! Sorry it’s so short. and that there are so many perspective changes.

All Jokes Aside

It's a popular joke in Metro City that Megamind and Roxanne Ritchi are in love. There are tons of memes on the internet, and crackfics, but no one really believes it. Who would look at her harsh criticisms or his inventions and call it love? Who would look at his repeated kidnappings and call it a healthy relationship?

The meme has been around so long that no one's quite sure where it started, but most agree on pictures of Ms. Ritchi looking unenthused in Metro Man's arms, and everyone joking that she'd rather be with Megamind.

The two are aware of the meme, and often play along. He calls her temptress, and she calls him handsome. Once, they had a wedding themed kidnapping on april fools, and even Metro Man played along, busting in at just the right moment to shout an objection to the "wedding".

But sometimes, Roxanne had trouble.

Oh, how it hurt, when he told her he wanted her to be his evil queen. She knew he didn't, not really. It stung more than any insult.

And one day, she found she couldn't take it anymore. She woke up, the bag was whipped off her head, Megs smiled at her, and he was just too beautiful, too bright for her to look at. Frustration curled in her stomach at the sight, because she couldn't tell him that, she would mean it, and then everything would come crashing down.

And her first instinct was always to tear it down before it could get there. So she glared at him, ready to say something awful, but before she could he struck his own blow with the weapon of warmth. 

"You look lovely today, Ms. Ritchi. It's a shame it's wasted on your boyfriend." And it took all she had to not fumble or just lie down and let it happen.

"Stop."

"... What?"

"Just… Stop. Time out. I don't want to play along anymore."

"With.. What?" Megamind hit the stop button and gestured to turn off the cameras.

"With the joke! Where you pretend to think I'm beautiful and smart and… That." She found she couldn't finish, voice soft and sad by the end.

"Joke? Wha- pretend? I'm not pretending. Why did you think I was joking?" He looked so confused, so hurt. And then cold and unsurprised. ".... Right."

---

Of course it was a joke. Of course she didn't actually think he was handsome or charming or funny. It was… Just a joke. Just a step up from school when they invited him to play and then laughed in his face. He wished he could say he was shocked.

---

"Megamind?" Fuck, what had she done wrong? Was the joke that important to him. Megamind wasn't looking at her anymore, partly turned away and fiddling with the deathtrap controls. At least he hadn't turned them back on yet. He didn't answer her.

Roxanne tilted her head, leaning over to get a look at his face. He seemed angry, but… Still hurt more than anything. But why was he so upset? It was just a joke to him-

Fuck.

---

"Hey. Megamind. Can you untie me?" She spoke softly, gently. Megamind sighed and nodded, walking around her to untie her wrists, then her ankles.

Roxanne got up immediately and hugged him tight.

"I thought you were joking. I was scared because- I really do like you." 

Megamind stiffened, waiting for the 'April fools!', but it never came. And then he melted into the hug, and oh so cautiously wrapped his own arms around Roxanne. 

"You… You do?" He asked softly, disbelievingly.

"I do. You're sweet and beautiful and so brilliant and- everything. You're everything." She squeezed him lightly, then pulled away just enough to kiss him. Just a short, cautious peck on the lips. 

It was Megamind who kissed back, slow and sweet, heart swelling with joy.

[setepenre-set]

Blood of My Enemies

Temptress Roxanne

[ensignabby]

The Finer Points of Tango, a Megamind fic

Link to the AO3 fic can be found <HERE>

* * *

The benefit gala was, so far, a complete success. The lobby of the museum was crowded with citizens showing their support for the S.V.F. (Supervillian Victims Foundation) and many a couple were already making their way to the laid-out dance floor to take a short twirl and show off their formal attire. Megamind lingered at the open bar, trying to take a break from the socialization that was expected of him at a function such as this. He could see Roxanne on the other side of the room, finishing up her televised interview of the curator and his wife. He swirled his glass and swallowed the last of his whiskey sour, setting the empty glass on a coaster, aiming to head over in her direction, when a brusque hand clapped him across the back, jarring him out of his thought process.

"There you are! I was wondering where you had gone off to! I was hoping to have a chat." The familiar face stepped into his view.

"Good evening, Warden."

"None of that, none of that. I'm retired, remember? Call me Gary."

Megamind's mouth turned up in an honest smile. Despite all the trouble he ever put his old warden through, he genuinely liked the man. After all, he was the closest to a father-figure he had ever had. "Sorry. Old habits die hard." He fingered his cuffs of his jacket and straightened them out.

"Look at you, huh?" Gary said, indicating Megamind's black tux. "Heading up the S.V.F., doubling as a hero, an active public figure..." He ticked his list off on one hand. "Aside from the obvious," he indicated the signature collar, toned down to fit the occasion. "I daresay you've given up a lot of your eccentric ways." He poked at the alien's chest in a gentle teasing manner. "I daresay you've been downright domesticated, Megamind."

Affronted, Megamind flustered, his translucent ears flushed with red. "Domesticated? I am not...!" Megamind trailed off, really not having any argument to prove the other man wrong. He settled with going back to straightening out his cuffs, although there was nothing left to straighten. "Damn, I'm losing my evil touch!" His mood quickly changed however, when he made eye contact with the older man and caught his jovial look. He burst out laughing. "I'd love to chat, but I spy my perennial damsel in distress, and she's done with her filming, if you don't mind." He gestured toward the far end of the lobby.

"Sure thing. I'll leave you to your business." Gary turned toward the bar to put in his order. "Make sure you call me sometime when you're not busy. It's about time we caught up on things." He went to clap Megamind on the back again, but the blue man was too swift for him and ducked out of the way at the last second, grinning as he did. The old man laughed. "Old habits indeed!"

Megamind made his farewell by way of an exaggerated salute and proceeded to weave through the crowd, shaking hands and expressing greetings as he went. Working with the public as he now was, he was quite accustomed to the ins and outs of the social scene, although inwardly he was still amazed at his ability to withstand any of it. Just a few years ago, anything other than a rehearsed speech and witty catchphrase was foreign territory. He had never seen the need, nor had the opportunity, he admitted, to engage in idle conversations with ordinary citizens. But now, in the place he was in his life, he had come to appreciate connecting with others, exchanging details about their everyday lives and concerns. Funny how things turn out, he mused.

He finally made his way up to Roxanne, stopping a few feet short of where she was standing, watching her chat with her cameraman as he packed away the equipment. This particular KMCP employee's name was Kenneth, and he was in general a quiet man, and completely harmless. Megamind knew this because he had not only run a full background check on the man, but he had also taken the time to have a one-on-one with him with the intention of intimidating the poor fellow and letting him know who the starring anchor lady belonged to. Not that he ever believed that a situation such as "Hal" would ever happen again, but ever since then, Megamind had become a tad paranoid about who Roxanne worked with. He couldn't help being a bit over-protective, and goodness knows she didn't do anything to discourage the behavior. She seemed to understand where his heart lied.

At the moment, her back was to him, and he was able to observe her without her notice. He took his time appreciating her frame, where her legs came up to meet her curves and wide hips. She looked absolutely breathtaking in her knee-length cream colored gown, and every whisper of air caught the overlay of organza. The hem swayed and floated against her legs, making her an ethereal image for him to behold. Taking advantage of the element of surprise and in a playful mood, he stepped behind her, tapping her on her shoulder. "Why, hello." He said in his most debonair voice, arching up a seductive eyebrow when she turned around. She opened her mouth to say something, but he interrupted. "I... hope I'm not disturbing you, but I saw you from across the party..."

She smirked at him, and her telltale look he knew meant something along the lines of Are we really doing this again?, but he kept a straight face, and she shook her head in amusement and decided to play along. She folded her arms across her chest in an attempt at nonchalance, taking him in in one smooth glance. "Oh, really?"

Taking her response as a green light, he leaned in closer, maintaining the façade. "I don't usually do this, but I felt compelled to tell you something." He paused for effect. "You have an absolutely breathtaking..."

She coughed, reminding him that they were in public, "Er... face. " He corrected himself, but nonetheless was grinning about what he initially intended to say. His eyes wandered down to her 'face', resisting the urge to grab her by the waist. "I mean, that thing is good. I want to be friends with it."

Roxanne bit her lip, obviously in an attempt to keep from laughing, and put on a face of disinterest. "Well, you certainly know how to compliment a woman." She avoided eye contact by pretending to be thoroughly absorbed in something across the room. "Now if you'll excuse me..."

She made a half-hearted move to walk away, but before she could walk a couple of steps, Megamind had taken her by the hand and smartly swung her around on her feet, pressing her up against his chest. With one hand resting on her back just below her neck and the other firmly grasping hers, he guided her to the dance floor. "Do you know who I am?" He asked in a seductively low tone.

She moved in time with his feet, not seeing who was behind her but confident that Megamind would guide them through the crowd. "No, I can't say that I do."

"I don't know how to put this... but I'm kind of a big deal." He shifted lightly on his feet and led her to the left.

"Really?" The hem of her dress rustled.

"People know me."

She twirled and was taken up in his arms again. "Well, I'm very happy for you." Her tone was dry.

He was running out of material, but that didn't stop him. "I'm very important." He maintained their rhythm with a side-step and a lead into la cruzada, buying himself time. "I have many leather-bound books... and my apartment smells of rich mahogany..." They stepped into el ocho cortado. "I'm friends with the mayor, too. He comes over on occasion..." He winced at the last line, aware of how stupid it sounded.

Roxanne finally broke into laughter, arching toward him as he turned her on one foot to complete their calesita. "And this is the point where you would lose your prospect."

He leaned in and placed a kiss on her soft cheek. "It's a good thing then that I already have you despite my poor pick-up lines."

"Hmm" She closed her eyes briefly, enjoying the closeness. "Lucky you."

The song changed to a slower melody, and they were silent for a few seconds as they cleared the floor. As he reached down to take her hand, a thought suddenly occurred to him. "Do you know what Gary just said to me a few minutes ago? He told me that I had been domesticated." He rolled his eyes in faux exasperation.

She looked at him with amused curiosity. "And are you domesticated?"

His mouth turned up at the corners. "Oh, most definitely. Couldn't even defend myself." He gripped her hand tighter, absentmindedly running his thumb over the band gracing her ring finger. "Now that I think about it," Tugging her arm, she yielded easily into his embrace. Blue eyes met green ones. "It's probably the biggest compliment I have ever received. Roxanne Ritchi can domesticate me any day."

She smiled at him with fondness before a wave from the curator caught her attention. He was tapping his watch, nodding toward the stage. "It looks like you're needed, Megs." She smoothed out his lapel, preparing him for the speech he was due to give. She looked her husband over. Handsome as always and more confident with each passing day. She was so proud of him. "If you're interested," She offered, palm lingering on his chest. "I can 'domesticate' you when we get home tonight." Her tone was not so subtle.

He turned to leave, but not before lighting up like a little boy on Christmas day. "I'm taking you up on that, my little temptress!" And with that the hero bounded for the stage, ready to address the S.V.F. and the supporting citizens of Metro City.

[emmabirb8]

Regarding Lucifer

I have a dumb, random question for the Megamind fandom. Have you guys ever watched Lucifer? If not, I think you'd really enjoy it. I just recently finished the available seasons and immediately regretted not having watched it sooner. It's insanely good!! 

Lucifer is based on a character from the DC/Vertigo comic series The Sandman, which is written by Neil Gaiman who ALSO happens to have co-written (with Terry Pratchett of course) the novel on which Good Omens is based, and I KNOW some of you Megamind fans are into Good Omens. (I personally haven’t watched it quite yet, but I plan to, and I know I’ll enjoy it.) Gaiman is not the showrunner or writer of Lucifer like he is with Good Omens, but from what I’ve seen, both are similar shows in terms of themes, subject matter, characters, etc.

Before I get into the Megamind-related bit, I gotta take a minute to plug Lucifer. :P 

So, being named Lucifer, the main character of the show is, logically, the Devil. Now, I know that might sound off-putting, especially if you're religious, but I promise the way the show goes about storytelling makes it just the opposite. 

It's very much a fantasy story that takes ideas from Abrahamic religions and shapes them into a mythological mishmash that totally challenges any previous ideas you might've had about the subject matter. It's fascinating! Lucifer himself comes off more like a Hades figure rather than… well, Satan lol. 

It's mostly... cop drama meets comedy meets mythology/religious ideas and characters and it's just overall a really fun time. Oh, and there are a lot of fantastic female characters and characters of color, so that's an added bonus as well. It’s kind of unexpected coming from a show about Satan, but it's such a welcome breath of fresh air.

The reason I'm bringing it to the attention of Megamind fans in particular (besides the fact that it’s similar to Good Omens and has its origins in Neil Gaiman) is because there are SO MANY similarities between the main character, Lucifer, and Megamind. I totally wasn't expecting that when I went into it, but I was delightfully pleased when I made the connection.

Just off the top of my head, both Megamind and Lucifer:

are not human

are bisexual

were forced into the designated roles of "villains" or "bad guys" of their stories, though neither of them is actually evil (quite the contrary - both of them care about right and wrong more than most)

put on elaborate facades in public to hide their true selves and because they love the Presentation™️

struggle with finding their purpose in life and who they truly are/who they’re truly meant to be

tend to be judged harshly by the people around them

struggle with self-worth issues and deal with strong senses of self-hatred  (believe themselves to be no good monsters)

fall in love with headstrong, passionate women with strong moral values who are able to see who they truly are on the inside and who love them back for who they truly are

call the women they're in love with by titles rather than first names ("Miss Ritchi" and "Detective" respectfully)

constantly banter back and forth with said women

have risked their lives to protect said women

act as though these women would automatically be attracted to them because they're just so handsome but in reality, they don't think of themselves as remotely genuinely desirable (in Lucifer’s case, anything on a deeper emotional level beyond the quick sex flings he has), and are honestly flabbergasted at the idea that they deserve to be loved authentically

And that's the other main reason I've grown so fond of the show. Lucifer and Chloe are practically a mirror image of Megamind and Roxanne. It's uncanny, really. Take a look at this scene from season 1 of Lucifer and tell me it's not eerily similar to the "Temptress" scene from Megamind.

Also this: 

I mean… right?!

Besides that, it's just an incredibly entertaining, complex, and emotionally intense show, and I highly recommend it to anyone looking for something wild and different to watch. 

Something I personally love about it is the fact that it places the blame for humanity’s sins solely on the humans themselves. This really struck a chord with me because in real life, people scapegoat far too often. Blaming “The Devil” or any other entity for your own wrongdoings is just an excuse to absolve yourself of your sins without having to face the reality that you have the free will to choose your actions, and you are choosing to do evil things. It’s certain people, NOT the Devil, who cause suffering in others, and those people need to own up to their actions and face consequences accordingly. This show fully embraces that ideology.

Oh, and I almost forgot to mention the soundtrack! This show has hands down the BEST soundtrack of any show I've ever seen. It adds a whole extra layer of awesome to it. :D

It originally aired on Fox, but the bastards cancelled it (of course). It would've stayed dead if it weren't for all the avid, determined fans who campaigned for its return, and it was (thank God! or perhaps Satan? ;P) picked up by Netflix who produced a fourth season. A fifth (and supposed final) season will be released later this year. 

Seriously y'all, give it a chance if you haven't yet. It's so worth it. 

(And Lucifer fans, give Megamind a watch. It does not disappoint. ^^)

[displacerghost]

@setepenre-set Temptress Roxanne

my esteemed rival,

[elf-kid2]

Roxanne Ritchi has Superpowers!

A fic-rec list in honor of Megamind Month. Feel free to add to this!

Temptress, by @setepenre-set Role Reversal/Evil Queen au

Red Lightning, by Jayenn. Evil Queen au.

Darkside, by @displacerghost Star Wars au

Masquerade, by @displacerghost Modern Magic au.

Being Normal, by @nientedal Psychic!Roxanne au

[spintrick]

Megamind au- Megs and Roxanne swap! Michael Morgenstern works for KCMP news as a scientific reporter, often times tangling him up with Metrocitys resident alien supervillain- Temptress!

“i’m a ZANY scientist! i’m allowed to color my hair!” He says, “I just LIKE blue okay it has NOTHING to do with a certain beautiful super villain-”

Bonus:

[ejga-ostja]

Freestyle fanart of @setepenre-set‘s Temptress bc that fic, especially its dynamic between Megamind and Roxanne, does disgusting things to me and my sexuality