#The antagonists pet

[daily-pink-character]

Pink character of the day- ★

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sasha tartt

from: the antagonist's pet

[i3love0yandere0male0leads]

Masterlist

hello these are the manhwa's I accept submissions for, but I have a few rules first!

1.no nsfw request

2. No x reader

3. No child x adult

Ok then here are the manhwa's!

𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘥𝘶𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵 𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘴𝘴

𝘏𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘢 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘬 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘰𝘦𝘴 𝘥𝘢𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘦𝘳

𝘠𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘴𝘴

𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘈𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘨𝘰𝘯𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘴 𝘱𝘦𝘵

𝘐𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘰𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘢𝘨𝘪𝘢𝘯

𝘍𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘪 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘢𝘨𝘦

𝘞𝘦𝘭𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦, 𝘪𝘵𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢 𝘤𝘶𝘵𝘦 𝘷𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴, 𝘪𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘪𝘵

𝘠𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘦

𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘷𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘶𝘴 𝘷𝘪𝘰𝘭𝘦𝘵

𝘓𝘢𝘥𝘺 𝘌𝘷𝘰𝘯𝘺(𝘦𝘣𝘰𝘯𝘺)

𝘔𝘪𝘴𝘴 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘵𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘥

𝘚𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘮𝘺 𝘧𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳

𝘔𝘺 𝘪𝘯-𝘭𝘢𝘸𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘰𝘣𝘴𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘮𝘦!

𝘞𝘩𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘢 𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘴𝘴

𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘰𝘣𝘴𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘮𝘦

𝘉𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘷𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘴 𝘧𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘺

[murmurlilies]

a few of my Empty Vessel drawings from the last couple years. they've evolved here and there in little ways but for the most part have stayed the same. I kinda popped off when I created these freaks 😤

[sh1-n0bu]

everyday i look at the hoyoverse fandom and go “wow… media literacy IS dead😃”

[pain-is-too-tired]

Trafficking technically being canon in pjo still- it just drives me insane.

Like yeah, it might be one(two if you wanna count ttc opening conflict) instances we see

BUT THAT STILL NOT GREAT

I mean it also is great for fic ideas- surprised I hadn't really seen it- but still.

Just insane to me. It's not even "the Titan Army is paying good money for demigods" it's "Luke Castellan is paying good money for demigods."

Like no matter what way your splice it Luke is at least complicit in it.

I know I get silly when writing him with the Leeluke stuff, but there's a reason I tend to focus on divorce Leeluke

Because it's so hard not to write him getting the consequences of his actions. Because he DOES STUFF LIKE THIS.

Especially with how I write Lee. If Lee found out the Luke was at least complicit in what's pretty much the buying of other demigods, he'd kill him with his bare hands. Being stuck as Kronos' vessel would seem like a mercy compared to how badly Lee would kick his ass.

Anyway... looks at my Fae!Lee/were-coyote!Luke au wip Suddenly that doesn't seem too out of pocket anymore...

[vriskaserketdaily]

I need Vriska as a puppy

no you don't

(also check this out by @forgetful-river)

[hannahssimblr]

In the early evening once the dishes have been cleared away, I wait in Michelle’s room. Downstairs, she speaks to Jen and Hazel for a while, their voices soft and solemn, until eventually Hazel goes home, alone. 

“They couldn’t find him?” I ask her when she sweeps into the room, though I already know the answer.

“No,” she rolls her tights down her legs to start changing into the sweatpants she prefers to spend the evenings in while I fidget my hands in my lap. She’s trying very hard not to look at me, her shoulders have that tense line about them that I know so well. With anxiety slowly unfurling inside me I decide I would much rather get this over with than prolong the inevitable horrors.

“I didn’t let him escape on purpose. You realise that, right?”

She can’t hold back the tremble in her voice, “I just can’t believe you left the door open.” 

“It was an accident, I didn’t mean for it to happen.” 

“Accidents don’t just happen, Jude,” She says, her tone rising with each word, “You were supposed to be watching him, Hazel said that he could escape if we weren’t careful.”

“Yeah, I know. I’m sorry.”

My guilt and remorse only irritates her more, “You were just standing there like some kind of fecking eejit with the door wide open, how could you not notice?”

“Because you were picking on me over the wine, I was distracted.”

“Oh, so it’s my fault now?”

“Oh God, please.” 

“What?”

I hold my head in my hands and exhale a frustrated laugh, “Nothing.”

“Do you have something to say?”

“Let’s focus on Goose, okay? I’m going to do everything I can to find him. I’ll search all over Clontarf, I’ll knock on doors, I’ll put up posters...”

She scoffs, “Goose is probably under the wheels of a train by now.”

The violent imagery of that is enough to make me rear back in shock, “How could you say that?” 

“Because that’s probably what happened. Nobody wants to say it to Hazel, but we’re all thinking it. The tracks are right there, and it’s probably the first place he went.”

“I wasn’t thinking it, God, Shell, what a horrible thought to have.”

“Well,” she shrugs, “that’s reality. This is what you’ve done, so, I hope you know.” 

I watch her, speechless as she casually steps into her grey jersey sweatpants, casually picking bits of lint off her thighs. “Why are you being like this?” I manage. 

She pulls off her sweatshirt to switch it for a vest, “like what?”

“It’s like you’re trying to punish me, I already know it was bad, but it was a mistake-”

“Yeah you don’t have to keep saying that. We all know it was a mistake, but it was the kind of mistake that only you would make.” 

“What does that mean?”

“You know what it means.” 

“Why don’t you just say-”

She whirls around and flings her jumper at me, “Because you’re an idiot!” She explodes, “You’re a fucking idiot and this is the kind of shit you do!”

This is the kind of shit she does. She starts screaming out of nowhere, and then inevitably gets louder and louder and shouts over me until the room shakes and I have to shout back to be heard. I usually skip the foreplay these days and escalate it immediately. “Oh,” my voice scrapes my throat, “you think that’s helpful? Just throwing shit?” 

“Please, shut up!” she’s digging through her chest of drawers for something else to wear, and her movements are tense, jerky with anger, “and stop looking at me!” 

“Why? I’m talking to you.”

“Because you don’t get to look at me in my underwear when I’m mad at you.”

“My God, what? You think I haven’t seen it all before? Do you really think I’ve got that on my mind right now?”

“Yeah, because that’s about all you think about isn’t it? That’s all you want me for.” She wiggles into a vest and crosses her arms, “Sex, sex, sex, when am I getting it? Where are we doing it? You’re an animal.” 

“Oh please, you think about it all the time too.”

It’s almost inconceivable to think of now, that first time we ever did it right here in this room, on this bed, and the shadowy shape of her beneath me as she revealed to me how often she’d secretly imagined this, how long she’d wanted me. Sometimes I don’t recognise those people at all. It’s like I’ve stolen from someone else’s memories.

“Yeah, and then sometimes I can’t think of anything worse.”

“And you think I’m gagging for you at this moment? That I lose my fucking mind when I see you standing around in a bra? When you act this way?”

“This way? What is this way?” 

“Fucking annoying. Annoying and irrational.”

She puffs her chest out like a boxer, like she’s rounding on me, and if I wasn’t so furious with her I might laugh, the sheer confidence of my girlfriend, squaring up to a man a full foot taller than her. Sometimes, on smoother days, her moxy is what I love most about her.

“Oh really? That’s what I am?” She says. 

“Uh huh. Yeah. You’re actually the most annoying, irrational person I’ve-” A notebook comes spinning right at me, whipped right from her desk and I duck quickly, head to knees as it wallops against the wall behind me, sending a burst of loose papers flying over the carpet.

“Jesus!” I cry, “What are you doing?” 

“That’s how much you piss me off sometimes!” 

I hold my hands up in surrender before she can reach for something else, crashing back into myself as my anger dissipates, overtaken once again by the rational part of my brain, “Look, let’s stop this, okay? I don’t want to fight anymore. I don’t want to hurt you, I’m sorry.”

“We are in a relationship,” she explains, as if spelling it out to an infant, “that’s what happens. We hurt each other. It’s impossible not to.”

“Can’t we avoid doing it on purpose?”

“I’ll stop it when you stop being such an arsehole.”

“God, Michelle,” I grit out, “why do you make everything so hard?”

“Hard?” She repeats witheringly, “Being with me? Well imagine what it’s like being with you. The most self-involved, shallow, selfish person I have ever met.”

“Selfish?” I echo as my spine stiffens, “Selfish?”

“Uh huh! Yeah!”

“You don’t know what you’re talking about,” I feel like I have had a glass of ice water tossed at me, and though I have stopped shouting, Michelle keeps it up.

“I know well enough! It’s all about you all the time, you go on and on about how hard your life is, how sad you are. Meanwhile your dad bought you a fucking car for your birthday and you weren’t even grateful for it. Look at you! Strutting around with your little Ralph Lauren T-shirts and your ten thousand euro teeth! Who do you think you are?”

For some reason, her dragging my composite bonding into this feels like the biggest betrayal of all. A low blow. My teeth were weirdly short for my mouth until dad fixed them. It felt like the easiest, most obvious solution for a cosmetic issue without doing drastic work, yet revealing it to Michelle late one night as we murmured our secrets to one another in the dark felt so incredibly intimate that I’m momentarily lost for words at her treachery. 

“My teeth have literally nothing to do with any of this.”

“They prove that you’re spoiled.”

“It’s so obvious that you’re jealous of me.” I say. I’m not usually the kind of person to choose their words solely for the damage they can inflict, but something horrible within me feels a twinge of satisfaction when I see the stricken look on her face. 

“Jealous?” She splutters, faltering, “What the hell is there to be jealous of?”

I just look at her, because it’s all I need to do. I know, and she knows, and I feel disgustingly satisfied and contemptuous in my knowledge of it. I already know how she can’t bear to hear about my achievements, to see me hanging out with other friends. It is agony for her to hear about my grades or to look at my artwork, knowing I’ve worked harder than she has. She won’t come to parties with me anymore, because people laugh at all my jokes, and them crowding around to talk to me is hard on her self-esteem. Even cats like me better. I sense it in her every molecule, the atoms around her vibrate with envy. 

Fresh rage shimmers in her eyes as she stares at me, fists clenched as though she’s wrestling the urge to wrap her hands around my windpipe and squeeze. “You can get out if you’re going to be like this,” she seethes. 

“Oh, I’d love to leave.”

“Then do!” she stalks towards the door and yanks it open with such ferocity that I fear it will escape its hinges. “Get out!” Her voice echoes through the whole house, bouncing off the ceiling, reaching a frequency I am surprised doesn't rattle the glass free from the windows, and I have brief concerns about what everyone else in the house must think before remembering they’ve heard it all before. In fact they’ve lived this for years. 

So I do, I get up and walk out, turning toward her at the last moment, facing her stinging hot face to say, “you know what? I think it’s a good idea if we talk about taking a-”

“No! Fuck you!” she spits, and slams the door in my face. 

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[silver-horse]

baldur's gate 3 is weird because I genuinely like and care about every single companion character and I think that must be a first for me

[fatestayyuri]

i think the main problem with villainess yuri is that a lot of it doesn't acknowledge or incorporate the well-trodden ground that otome-isekai has already plotted out in large part because himejoshis generally aren't the type to play otome games. however in spite of this i still don't think anyone should read any otome isekai because as a genre it hosts the most diabolical and heinous gaybait known to mankind

[hellsite-detective]

Hii could you help me find this post?

ah, a widespread phenomenon, and one that i'm all too familiar with. to get to the bottom of this post, i stopped by the Search Bar and asked Google for the phrase "unique type" from the username mentioned in the photo. from there, the Don reached into their briefcase and pulled out a file, that they slid across the desk. takin' a look at it, i could tell this is what i needed. i thanked the Don for their time and went to file it away.

here you are! i gotta say, this is such a strange phenomenon in fandom spaces. these characters have canon flaws, let's focus on those before havin' them commit new ones. either way, have a great day!

Post Case: Closed

[mrstsung]

Now i kinda wanted to draw more big shungus. Lol.

I dunno why but shang tsung all giant at the end of his ending in mk11 made me feel things when i played it. So remembering that i felt the need to share my love of giant shang.

Titan/god of souls/time keeper shang tsung x me his loyal servent and champion.

Shang tsung becoming basically a God of mortal kombat or souls makes sense,lore wise and narratively. I feel that's what they should have done. Honestly I'm sick of him not getting his flowers so to speak. But more so in a way that doesn't feel cheap nor take backs. Ya know? And if they were to do this dumb titans thing. They'd make them Huuuuuge normally,then for kombat and game mechanics,make them small and MORTAL! to fight in MORTAL kombat. It's irritating they forget that part of the point of the damn game and lore. That's integral. Yet they conveniently forget. Ugh.

Anyways. Big shungus. Like good lord buddha christ in elder gods that man was huge! (💖I may or may not have a thing for this btw but you heard nothing from me!💖)

He's such a cutie :3 <3 ^-^

Like good lord. Honestly i just love cary hiroyuki tagawa. Especially as shang tsung. But i just feel like it really should have ended with him. And on an open ended note. And the rest of the game being non canon and side games. Fr fr.

But back to shang x me.

If i was part of the ending to aftermath. It would go like this:

Being a loyal servant and champion of a sorcerer/god is not easy. But I'm cute,loyal,and honestly the only person that doesn't grate of shang tsung's nerves.

So he keeps me. He secretly loves my shenanigans but he doesn't always admit it aloud

However it wasn't until after all was said and done,shang was bored with his conquest of traveling time and space to collect souls for his soul well in the time lords/gods keep.

So he traveled to seek a champion,and loyalist to serve him and collect souls for him as well as fight for him in the bounds of mortal kombat. As now lord of mortal kombat he has a right to do so. Perhaps a companion for the eternal life he lives. It is quite lonely for a titan/god/time lord.

(Honestly shang tsung having a champion,a woman warrior none the less,would be actually a breath of fresh air. Or just another champion,ffs man also make him a mentor figure. And give him a wife. Better if all three. But ya know.)

So yeah me n big shang tsung. 💖 hope you enjoy.

(Used a base)

[demonlike-judge-of-fire]

many of us walked into The Antagonist's Pet expecting Rebecca and Sasha to get together. Yeah, it makes sense, that's how it was sold to us. We were baited😭😭😭

I still don't feel it's fair to bash on Arth? I don't know, many people go out of their way to talk shit about him because he's the male lead... "It was out of nowhere" 😒😒😒 arth and sasha are adorable you people are just haters

[myreputatioooon]

is fingertip biting to the point of bleeding a thing koreans do or a trope in fiction because twice I've seen that happen in both manwha and a video game from korea??

[sweetandglovelyart]

I didn’t have time to draw something for Halloween, so here’s this old drawing I did a while ago of Meta Knight as Captain Picard/Locutus of Borg from Star Trek: The Next Generation that I feel somewhat fits the Halloween theme. I call him Locutus of Borb.

[reticent-fate]

i Need you to understand that i am just a simple little digimon redemption machine

the squeaky lil gazimon that serve etemon on the server continent? get those critters some beef jerky and cat toys

devimon from adventure? that's a friend waiting to happen

i see milleniummon and i go "that's a friend right there, get the lads some fruit salad"

kurata can suffer in digihell but i'll take his gizmon, they're cute

i just think they're neat

-sky

[relmint]

Heyoo! I just want to ask ya something. Wukong was a souless/bad guy in the book? Or he had feelings too? Sorry if this spunds really ignorant, i'm new here and i still haven't read the book

Wukong was never a souless bad guy. He can be very violent but that's only when demons and gods would spite him. If someone hits him, he hits them back harder. He has a tendency to retaliate brutality but there are times he can be merciful too. It really depends on the situation and how wronged he feels. Of course, he has feelings as well! He loves his monkeys and Huagoshan and if anyone messes with them he'll make sure to smash anyone into meat patties! Sun Wukong is a very complex character with his own goals as well. He's not just some "haha chaos impulsive monkey". He's far more calculated than people give him credit for. There's a reason he's called the "intelligent stone monkey."