#Villian Fanfic

[thehumansnail]

King Magnifico X Reader

Pt2: The contract: You’ve woken up in bed with The King, now it’s time to discuss business.

Warning: Implied relationship😂 👀 open relationship? idk read on~

You stared in awe of the sleeping king. The way his head rested against the pillow, made a blush grow on your cheeks. He held you close, not tight but snug enough you couldn’t escape his cuddle. You thought he was beautiful before but something about his resting face made you want to kiss him. Suddenly all the memories of the previous night rushed to your head. You had done alot more then just kiss him-

You smiled leaning forward about to kiss him when his eyes opened. The smirk that was instantly on his face gave you shivers as he spoke.

“Good morning,Sweetness.” The king said, placing a kiss to your nose. You stared still a bit star struck. You felt him pull you close into his chest and could hear his soft breath above you. You nuzzled into his chest blushing slightly at the close contact of your naked bodies.

“Good morning my king..” you mumbled to him. He laughed a bit before kissing your forehead. You looked at him, seeing the smile on his face. The way those shiny blue eyes looked at you made you feel like there was no one else in the world.

“you know, I’m surprised your still h-here..” you stuttered out your last word afraid if you said it the king would leave. He chuckled and shook his head.

“If I left you how would I know our contact would hold up?” He said as he now moved to sit on the bed away from the love bubble you had created.

“The contract?”

“Yes! We made a deal after all that you’d be my apprentice. You can’t just leave after having your wish granted after all, you were announced as my apprentice after all.”

The king's words felt heavy as you now sat up. Of course, there was some kind of condition for your wish. “So…what is the contract exactly?”

“Well, you’d study under me and be my actual apprentice. You’ll also have my attention when you wish, whatever type of attention it may be.”

You smiled a bit at the thought of having a king at your beck and call. You couldn’t help but blush at the thought of being with him but it suddenly raised questions. “What about your wife? I’m sure Queen Amaya wouldn’t enjoy you sleeping with your apprentice.”

“Well,that’s another part of our contract. Sweetness, you’ll be talking with Amaya today and she’ll tell you all about her side of the arrangement.” Magnifico smiled as he scoffed towards the end of the bed. Suddenly you couldn’t help taking in the room around you.

The room had a Domed ceiling showing off a lovely painting of the stars and constellations. A The dome was held up by pillars decorated to look like shooting stars falling from the sky above. The details looked to be hand painted and golden foiled.

“This room is so pretty, my house in the village looks nothing like this.” You said gazing around the room and then down to the king sized bed that you laid in. A sigh left your lips as your hands touched the silky fabrics.

“Mi Amour, You’ll have to get used to it. After all this is your bedroom.” The king smiled “as the king’s apprentice you get a room in the palace, a personal chef and your own funds.”

Your eyes widened “so what your saying is I get to learn magic, have amazing sex and live in luxury??”

Magnifico bursted into laughter before he nodded his head. “I guess you can say that yes. Now come on y/n, up and at up! You need to get dressed and ready to meet with the queen.” he said as he placed a kiss on your cheek. He had already gotten himself fully dressed and was now picking up your clothing.

Once you were dressed, it seemed the king disappeared. You exited the room that had now been yours to find queen Amaya talking with her husband. You gulped a bit before approaching the two of them.

She gave you a warm smile “ah! Y/n, you're here! I was wondering when the contract would start.” You looked a bit confused before she grabbed your arm, locking you both side by side. You blushed a bit embarrassed before the king smiled and walked away.

You walked quietly arm and arm with the queen. She noticed your nerves and decided to speak.

“So, I know you slept with my husband.” She said calmly and you felt your breath hitch in your throat.

“Ah- y-yes I did do that didn’t I?” You replied as your voice seemed to shake. The queen laughed a bit at your words before she smiled warmly.

“Don’t worry, it’s perfectly okay. Magnifico and myself have a small deal. Which brings us to your contract.” She smiled and handed a paper over to you.

You took the paper and began reading…

“ Y/N Fletcher, Kings Apprentice.

Y/n , will receive a full suite, royalty card and personal chef in the palace. Along with these terms they will report daily to king Magnifico's study and at least once to Queen Amaya’s maid quarters.”

Report to the maid quarters? You looked up at the queen and she smiled. “Well, if your going to be assisting with Magnifico regularly, I’d appreciate it if you covered my handmaid's place while she is..” she cleared her throat and smiled “well, while she will be busy assisting me; if you understand.” Your eyes went a bit wide but of course you understood.

“So I don’t know if it’s my place to ask but, are you in an open relationship with the king?”

“Yes, we’ve done this for a few years now.” The queen said with a smile. “As long as our lovers are alright with the fact we’re taken.” The queen’s words made you feel a bit guilty. You had gotten so swept away with The King you hadn’t thought about her or her feelings.

“Yes my queen, I will stand by the contract.” You said with a smile and quickly started to scribble your signature.

[artsarasp]

"Inappropriate Use May Result in Strange Side Effects" by @aceofdivinechlorophyll It's hysterical. After the last chapter, I can only assume Meng Mo has been building up a conspiracy board with all the weird info he's gathered about SQQ.

[littlebreadrolls]

if shen yuan was forced to be the villain in a hades/persephone story

I just finished scum villain.

looked up fanfic. Saw this fic and this fic.

became I N S P I R E D to make some art

(Closeups under cut below lol)

[k0mmari]

Locked and Loaded, Chapter 19 - Dream Sweet In Sea Major

A few of the scenes of chapter 19 plus some bonus doodles, as a little gift <3

[coolshadowtwins]

I really like “Truth Serum” trope in fanficion, particularly in Svsss fanfic because I think it’s can be a number of things- funny, angst, sweet.

HOWEVER, I feel like there isn’t enough where SY gets Truth Serum-ed, and his romantic partner, martial siblings and/or disciples get to see his absolutely unhinged thoughts.

Like, sure, you get a system reveal out of this, but I also think this is funnier if the bit where SY isn’t SJ isn’t revealed makes this so much funnier.

It’s the trial and SY is made to tell the truth, except it’s his whole thought process tumbling out and he just can’t help ‘Peerless Cucumber’ ranting and tearing apart OPM in front of everyone like the internet troll he still is deep down. Yue Qingyuan is just letting this happen.

It’s post canon and Luo Binghe is subjected to his husband’s feral thought process about him, and how great he is, and how he is definitely not gay for marrying him because come on. Look at Binghe.

It’s during the years after the conference and Liu Qingge is having to hold a ranting SY back from making the demons who got them in this mess cry, because SY isn’t going just a little too hard in his rant. Also he keeps saying how pretty LQQ is but how everyone must think that jeez, which is not helping the situation.

It’s at any point and Mu Qingfang is pretending to have a normal conversation with SY, under the cover of getting this truth serum nonsense fixed. Except SY just keeps saying the wildest shit about his health and what he does to manage it and Mu Qingfang just wants him to keep going at this point to learn the medical things that SY would never admit on a normal day.

I know this might sound like a normal fanfic with this trope, but I just feel like I have never seen one where the people who care about SY are forced to witness him being a bastard internet troll that we all know he is.

Anyway if anyone had some fanfic recs, I would love some lol

EDIT: I made a post with the fics that have been rec’ed that can be found here!

[dregssoftea]

SCUM VILLAIN WRITERS, THIS IS A CALL TO ARMS!!

instead of bingge or bingmei, what if we spoke about OUTLINE luo binghe? i will be calling him bingdi from here on out

bingdi wasn’t supposed to have a harem. he was supposed to end up alone. like yeah he’d bang when he wanted to but no wives. shen jiu was supposed to have a fleshed out back story. the entire thing was supposed to be deeper and darker.

let’s drop shen yuan into the mix (as per usual) and see what happens. i personally think he’d be a wandering cultivator and shen jiu’s little brother. that adds to his og fleshed-out backstory. ofc he’s gonna meet airplane (platonic soulmates in the worst way possible) and he’s gonna wifebeam bingdi into submission

i just think it would be fun and new and interesting to drop him into THIS universe because i’ve never seen anyone use the draft as a setting. it’s just so fun to think of a non-bingmei binghe not occupied with wives. wtf is that guy doing? i wanna know. AIRPLANE ANSWER ME. anyways what is svsss fanfiction for if not experimenting??

also if anyone has recommendations like this tell me please i’ve looked everywhere

[tunafishprincess]

Fanart for @scholomancefan and hellister’s superhero au fanfic Absolute All-Star Binghe

[lokiswifeduh]

Don't leave me

Pairings- Mob!Bucky x Fem!Reader

Summary- The aftermath of the shootout was here. And Bucky has to come to terms with the results of the life he introduced you to, and what revenge he would ensue.

notes- this is a part two to Doll, please. I hope you guys enjoy the ending!! Please let me know your thoughts!! Thank you for reading loves!!

Warnings- angst, talk of guns, drugs, kidnapping, abuse, torture. major gore. sad Bucky, hurt reader, hurt/comfort, gunshot wounds, medical talk, revenge.

WC- 3k

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"Doll, please."

I saw her look up at me with those doe eyes. Those big beautiful eyes painfully gazing into mine. I wanted to touch her. I wanted to turn her away from the bullets that were sure to fly our way, but I couldn't move my hands. In this moment I couldn't protect her.

I felt the sob rip from her throat. There were only ten seconds left.

"I vowed to stand by your side, Buck." She looked back to the ten guns pointed in mine and her direction. I could see a stray tear slip down her cheek as her hands shook, her nails digging into her palm as she tried her hardest to release my wrists from the painful wire digging into them.

Suddenly she dropped the knife, jumping into my lap. Her hands wrapped around my neck as her legs surrounded the back of the chair, encasing my upper body. "NO! Doll, please!!" I felt her hit the knife in my thigh with hers, but I ignored the pain focusing on what in the world she thought she was doing.

The men cocked their guns. But in that moment all I could think about was how to get her off of me. I needed her to run, to fight back to do something. Not to protect my body with hers. I couldn't let her.

"Doll!! Stop!! Get up!!" But my protests fell on deaf ears as she tucked my head into her chest, wrapping her arms tighter around my neck, not letting me move a muscle below her. She shook her head, my tears soaking her shirt, mixing with mine and her blood. "I won't let you die." She attempted to shout but at that moment her voice was the quietest I'd ever heard it.

I tried to whisper back when suddenly shots rang out through the warehouse. My head popped up, prepared to die with the love of my life. I wouldn't let her do it herself. I would not live without her. Not if I had a choice.

But in that split second, I realized the first bullets that went flying weren't from Rumlow's men, it was from Steve, Sam, and my men, shooting at the ones who threatened us.

"Doll, we're gonna be oka-" But my words were cut short as two bullets flew into her. She screamed. Her vocal cords grinding together in the most painful way I'd ever heard. I felt my heart rip in two as her body shook against mine, arching her back as if that would stop the pain.

But she kept her head down, arms shaking yet still holding onto me. I would have cut my hands off if I had the strength to rip through the restraints. A sob tore from my throat, "Don't do this to me."

She finally lifted her head, my beautiful wife looking at me with such care and tenderness. As if she hadn't just been shot twice, and wasn't using all of her strength to hold onto me for dear life.

A small drop of blood trickled down the side of her mouth as her teeth were painted red. "I love you, James Barnes." She cupped my face in her hands, tucking me back into her chest as her grip seemed to loosen, "Till forever and always."

The words we both said to each other on our wedding day. "Doll, please." Her hold on me finally failed as she fell, but thankfully into the arms of Steve, before her head would've slammed into the concrete.

My second in command looked at both of us. Tortured and bloody. I held in my tears as I looked at Sam, leading a pair of medics through the door.

"Rumlow will pay." The wire from my wrists was snapped in half thanks to Peter, a new, very terrified recruit. I shot down immediately onto my knees, holding her head in my hands as the paramedics loaded my wife onto the stretcher. "Don't leave me."

I made eye contact with Steve, "I will have him and that traitor's head."

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You lay in the hospital bed, your whole body practically wrapped in soft white bandages.

You could feel the pressure of something on your thigh as you tried to open your eyes. It wasn't working. Why couldn't you just open them?!

Try something else, you thought.

You moved your hands, the feeling of someone else's palm in yours made your heart start to race. You could remember little parts over the last three days.

Bucky was kidnapped.

Steve was put in charge.

You were kidnapped.

Natasha was working with Rumlow.

The torture.

The pain.

Your husband's face as you used yourself as a human shield.

Being shot.

Suddenly you heard screaming and saw bright lights. A heart monitor was beeping louder and faster at each passing second.

Realizing the screaming was in fact your own, you started to breathe harder. You finally could open your eyes!

Your surroundings were blurry at first. There was a familiar figure in front of you. Sounds were muffled but began to come back into focus.

"Doll?! Sweetheart, you're okay."

You shook your head, looking around in panic before realizing you were in fact back at home, in your bed. Bucky beside you. Your husband, holding your face in his hands.

"B-Bucky?" Your voice was raspy and your throat felt like sandpaper, rubbing together from underuse.

Involuntarily you started to cough, holding a hand up to your throat which only caused more pain in your back to bloom. "Ah," You groaned, swallowing before resting your head back on the pillow.

You felt Bucky's hands leave your body, but only for a second as he held a straw to your lips. "It's just water doll. I need you to drink this for me." You nodded, feeling a pounding in your head as you sucked down the refreshing liquid. The coolness soothing your throat like rain in the desert.

"Good girl." Bucky gave you a soft smile, taking the straw away from your mouth as you finished the water.

Closing your eyes for a moment, you regained your vision, looking around.

Monitors, medical equipment, and an abundance of flowers and cards filled your and Bucky's bedroom. Light shone through the window as you squinted, shooting over to look at Bucky who just gazed down at you worryingly.

You looked him over, seeing the cuts and bruises that adorned his face. His lip was split in multiple places. His thigh was wrapped in gauze and his wrists were bandaged. Looking down, so were yours. Actually, it seemed your entire body was.

"Are yo-," You swallowed, "Are you okay?"

Bucky took a moment before letting out a laugh. "You're asking me if I'm okay, doll?" You nodded, confused.

"Sweetheart you're the one who's been unconscious for three weeks and has two bullet wounds."

You twisted your hips a little, feeling the agonizing, shooting pain of the very real bullet wounds. Groaning, you whispered, "So that definitely happened, good to know."

Bucky ran his hand down the side of your face, sitting in the chair that was placed beside your shared bed. "I'm the one who's supposed to protect you, doll." You gulped, "I- I couldn't let you die, James."

Bucky closed his eyes, laying his head down on your thigh as he gripped your hand in his. "I would've rather die than see you in this state, sweetheart."

You lifted your other hand, running it through his untamed hair. "Don't say that, Buck." But his head lifted, making you notice his bloodshot eyes and the way tears streamed down his face in harsh lines. "I won't live without you, doll." He shook his head, a tear dripping onto the hospital blanket "I would rather die a thousand times over and over in the same painful way than see you in such agony, my love."

You held back tears, closing your eyes as you tried to steady your breath. "I couldn't- no. I wouldn't let you die like that, Buck." You looked at him once again, "Not at the hands of Rumlow. Not because of me." "This wasn't because of you, doll-" "But it was!" You shouted, making you cough slightly, not used to using your voice for this long yet. "Rumlow took you because he wanted to hurt us- because he wanted me." You cupped Bucky's jaw in your hand, "Because I chose you." Bucky gulped, "I've never been so scared." You softly laughed, thinking of all the shootouts, drug deals, and interrogations Bucky went through on a day-to-day basis.

But he shook his head, hearing your chuckle. "Seeing him hurt you and torture you the way he did." Bucky's eyes went dark, "I've never wanted to hurt someone so bad just to ensure you made it out of there safely." You tried to speak up but Bucky kept going. "And look at you now. You're laying here, with two gunshot wounds, fingernails ripped apart, and a busted-up face."

Tilting your head, you looked at the mirror that stood in front of your and Bucky's bed; genuinely taking in your appearance. You in fact did have a busted-in face. Your lip was split. Your eyebrow was stitched as well as your nose. You had bruises covering every inch of your skin and your hair was in the worst shape you had ever seen.

Gulping, you looked away from the mirror, making Bucky take your chin in his hands, guiding you to look him in the eyes. "But you're still the prettiest doll I've ever seen." He moved, bringing his lips to yours in a soft yet long-awaited kiss. "My best girl."

It hurt to smile but you did, bringing your hand to his face, gently rubbing over the matching bruises that mirrored yours. "I love you, James."

"I love you, doll."

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The next few days were agonizing.

You could finally stand up on the third day. But not without terrible pain shooting in every nerve ending of your body.

Bucky helped you with everything. From showering to cleaning your wounds. He was quite the nurse when it came to you.

But unfortunately about a week after you woke up, the violence hadn't ended. There were still some loose ends to tie up.

Slowly walking down the stairs and into one of the main rooms, everyone's attention went to your hobbling frame. "Doll?" Bucky sped over, Steve immediately pulling up a chair so you could take a seat.

As you sat down you noticed a large bruise on Steve's jaw. You knew Bucky would eventually be mad at him for not properly making sure you stayed out of the mess and violence of it all. But you were hoping it would've been a stern lecture, not a punch.

"What are you doing out of bed?" Bucky whispered. The room stayed completely silent as Steve, Sam, and the rest of Bucky's men kept their backs turned, giving you two some privacy.

"I know you're planning to retaliate against, Rumlow."

Bucky nodded, taking your face in his hands as you fidgeted with the string of your sweatpants. Well, Bucky's sweatpants.

"I don't want you involved again, doll." He glanced back at Steve for a moment, "Not after what happened."

You shook your head, "I need him to pay for this, Buck." Your body shook with anger, "I want his fucking blood." Bucky was slightly startled, never seeing this much hatred in your eyes. You were always his sweet wife. You made the men cookies, and you organized charity events for the homeless shelter down the street.

Sure, you knew how to use a gun and fight if you had to. But seeing this much agonizing resentment on your face, scared him. But he knew you wouldn't let it go. He sure as hell wasn't.

So he let you know the plan, and what was going down.

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"Steve? We good?" Bucky touched the earpiece, hearing an affirmative. The mob had infiltrated Rumlow's mansion only one week later, killing every single man who stood in their way. Shoot on site. Was your husband's order as you and he waited to enter the mansion, making sure only Rumlow and Natasha were left.

Two of Bucky's men opened the doors to the mansion. The sight of the place made you cringe slightly. Soldiers were dead on the ground everywhere. Blood painted the floors and staircases like a stain.

"Top floor, back left bedroom."

You heard Steve's voice echo through the earpiece as you and Bucky made your way up.

His hand never left the small of your back, making sure you were covered at all angles with men following behind and in front of you, rifles pinned for every aspect of an attack.

"You alright, doll?" Bucky whispered, his hand on the door that would lead you to Rumlow. You nodded, ignoring the dull pain in your back. "I need this to be over with." Your husband kissed the crown of your head, nodding to his men as they busted down the door, guns held high.

But the sight in front of you made you smile.

Rumlow was beaten down, cowering in the corner of the room as Natasha stood in the corner, you could see the fear in her eyes. The same fear she caused you as she ripped your fingernails to pieces.

"Brock Rumlow," Bucky spoke in a deep voice, pulling on a pair of black gloves, before handing you a matching pair.

You slipped them on, hand placed on the knife that was strapped onto your thigh, just above the black jeans you had on.

Steve and Sam patted Bucky on the back, looking toward you with respect. "Have fun, you two." The blonde spoke, before exiting and closing the doors behind them.

"P-please, Barnes." Rumlow pleaded, "Have mercy."

Bucky was about to laugh before Natasha beat him to it. "Oh, please. You two really think he was the mastermind behind all this?" You looked over at the redhead in the corner, your former friend.

"If he's not, does that mean you are?" Your voice carried through the room, a newfound confidence making you raise your head high.

Natasha grinned, "And here I thought you never would've survived." You tilted your head, "Two bullet shots and I'm walking four weeks later." You pulled the gun from your other holster, "I can't say the same for you after this." You pointed it right at her forehead.

"Come here," Bucky moved forward, knowing you had Natasha pinned with the intent to shoot; dragging Rumlow up as two of his men held him on his knees.

"Nat, please. Do something." Rumlow begged, making you let out a laugh under your breath. "Do you think she's really in the position to?" You saw her move forward slightly, making you cock your gun, "One more step and I blow your fucking brains all over these white sheets."

Bucky grinned, loving this color on you.

"You really thought you could take my girl from me?" Your husband kneels in front of Brock, pulling out a knife from his belt. "What did you call her after breaking her nose? Oh, that's right, a 'lovely specimen."

Bucky's smirk dropped, nodding at the two men holding Brock down as they forced his mouth open. Brock shouted and yelled as Bucky gripped the end of his tongue, pulling it from his mouth and slicing it clean off from the base with his knife.

Brock wailed and cried as another soldier brought over a jar filled with a yellow liquid, opening the top so Bucky could drop the tongue in. He closed the lid, holding it up high as he watched Brock's mouth fill with blood. "What a lovely specimen."

"You two are fucking sick." Natasha, sneered, making you grip the knife from your own holster, throwing it and landing it right in her hand that was held in the air. She screamed, falling to the ground and back up until her back hit the wall.

You kneeled down, gun still pointed in her face, "Talk again and next time your tongue will join his in the jar." Your former friend gulped, nodding as you smirked.

Bucky gripped the front of Brock's shirt, making his back touch Bucky's chest as he held a knife to his throat. "Anything you wanna say before I kill you in front of your girlfriend, Rumlow?"

You laughed, slightly, making Bucky huff in humor. "Oh, that's right. You can't" He whispered the last part before slicing a clean and deep cut across his neck, blood pouring out as he collapsed to the ground, whimpering and sputtering in pain as he bled out, his eyes on you in fear as he eventually stopped moving.

Natasha looked back at you, still clutching her bleeding hand into her chest. You kneeled down, "Why, Natasha?" She shook with terror, hardly being able to force the words out. "Why did he have to pick you?!"

Your brows furrowed in confusion, "What?" Natasha scoffed, looking over at your husband, then back to you.

"Before you came along I thought he could love me. But then you showed up, taking all Bucky's attention. I never stood a fucking chance." You laughed, sighing before standing and walking over to Bucky, placing a hand on the back of his head before smashing your lips against his in a heated kiss. He groaned, biting your lip and making you moan into his mouth.

You chuckled, still holding the back of his head in your hand. You lifted your arm, perfect aim.

"No, Natasha. You never stood a fucking chance." One, two, then three shots rang out through the room as you planted two bullets in Natasha's head, and one in the chest.

Dropping the gun, you saw her body slump to the ground. Dead.

Bucky turned you away from the scene, bringing your face into his hands as both of you had unshed tears in your eyes. "It's over, doll."

You nodded, holding onto his hands as they held your face. "Can we go home, Buck?" He nodded, bringing your face into his chest as he walked you back through the house and into the car. "We're going home, doll. I'm never leaving you."

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[astralsfrost]

Checkpoint/Save State Shen Yuan AU - Part One

Can't stop thinking about an AU where instead of a System giving out vague quests, Shen Yuan is transmigrated into a newborn (Baby brother to Shen Jiu) with essentially a Save State that he doesn't discover until he unfortunately dies and is sent backwards in time to that checkpoint.

Thinking of him retaining his memories of his past life and eventually coming to understand he is in some type of cultivation setting.

Excited to potentially become a cultivator when he reaches of age, imagining all sorts of things he could do with a healthy body. Only to have his world-view violently shattered when he dies at 3 and is sent back to when he was an infant, having to relive those immobile years all over again. Parting his lips with the first breath of life and screaming because he still feels the phantom pains of a death that happened mere moments ago for him.

Make it extra angsty if SY and SJ are sold into slavery by their parents when he is just 2 years old, and promptly dies soon after (Hit by a Carriage, Beaten by Slavers, ect). Forced to live another 2 years with parents that he knows are going to sell them into slavery for meager coin and not having the verbal capabilities to properly explain this to his older brother.

SY doesn't realize it with his first death, but after reaching a new checkpoint he comes to discover that when he goes back to a previous save, no one remembers anything that happened. He is the sole person that remembers all the horrific events that transpired and can either live them again or try desperately to change his fate.

I like to imagine that SY dies an absurd amount of times during his childhood, from a wide assortment of things. There are even times when SJ is the one to die in his place after SY tried to change the timeline and is forced to kill himself so that he can return to a previous save state and prevent his brothers death.

The most deaths happen when the two are sold to the Qiu household. Slowly blackening SY's heart as he is forced to relive countless lifetimes filled with abuse that he can't stop, fighting to retain his previous mentality but finding himself failing.

(I just really like the idea of SY being the overly protective brother who would cut a man's throat for his brother after having to live 20+ lifetimes in a place determined to break their spirits) PART 2 PART 3

[mickules]

[Important things must be said three times]

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As it seems like the next animated season of Heaven Official's Blessing might be just around the corner, I wanted to give a little love to my favourite of Mo Xiang Tong Xiu's series- The Scum Villain's Self Saving System.

Lucky me got both book series from my brother for my bday and over Christmas and though I do love both, SVSSS got me creased. Shen Yuan just falling ass over backwards into an entirely different genre was just too good.

And whilst I'd fallen into some old comfort fandoms, it was also nice to tune out for a bit like I used to as a chronically reading teenager, and get lost in a good book.

[disgracefulthings]

Shen Yuan and Shang Qinghua: Kinda sad, but pretty mundane backstories

Fanfic Writers: Yeah that's not going to cut it, we need to add WAY more trauma so you guys can keep up with the other PIDW characters

[sleepyssnail]

Summary: “I know what you’re up to.” Shen Qingqiu said from where he had pinned Shang Qinghua with his stare. “If you think I’m stupid enough to ignore all the signs you’d be mistaken, Shang shidi.”

Careful to keep his voice steady Shang Qinghua asked, “Would Shen Shixiong elaborate? This shidi is uncertain as to what you are referring to.”

Shen Qingqiu’s expression darkened. “Don’t try to fool this one. This master knows you’ve been gathering information and blackmailing the other lords of the sect.”

“This one has done no such thing to his martial siblings. However, this one isn’t unwilling to share his tricks with Shixiong if he’s willing to learn.”

Or: Shen Qingqiu tries to figure out what blackmail Shang Qinghua has on the other peak lords, Shang Qinghua is marked down as both scared and horny, and Wei Qingwei is toeing a dangerous line between friendly camaraderie and manslaughter victim.

[shitpostlemon]

I finished reading If you don't have your own boyfriend, rented is fine by @nyoomerr tonight, and it's now one of my fav svsss fics. I was possessed to start drawing Binghe at the grocery store with his dual fanny packs ⭐

[animeficsworld]

Damn Him

Warumono-San x Reader

Summary: You are in a relationship with an evil mastermind, and you have no idea about it.

You two met in a café.

He walked in ordered a drink and left while you were the one behind him in line.

After seeing him, you went back to the café almost daily.

You didn't even like coffee that much.

But the tall and handsome stranger kept you interested. 

And to your surprise, he was just as interested.

Your relationship with him became romantic after the first date.

He invited you over to his place and had a lot of questions about pandas.

His obsession with the cute animals became obvious the moment you saw his home, he had a lot of panda-related things. 

And he even got some from you.

He told you that during his work days, you wouldn't be able to meet but he would still text you from time to time, you understood and since you also had work, you completely agreed to only meet when you had the days off.

He would call you or text you on Saturdays and you two would meet up, you mostly went to the ZOO to see the pandas.

"Which one is your favourite animal?" he asked as you two were looking at the tigers.

"I'll show you." you grabbed his hand and dragged him to a different exhibit.

He looked at the animal up on the tree, sleeping, then he looked at the sign.

"Red panda." he said

"I think they are the cutest." you smiled as his eyes never left the animal sleeping up on the tree.

"Cute."

His voice was low and you barely heard him but you did.

Even so, his fascination with Pandas never stopped. He even got you a panda mug you brought into work.

Then it got to a point where he invited you over a Friday afternoon, so after work, you would head to his place with a small bag and you would spend the weekend there.

Then you would stay until Monday mornings and head to work from his place.

It was a simple relationship, filled with kind and sweet moments.

You would say you loved him.

But you didn't know much about him.

Him, on the other end, knew everything about you. He wanted to know from the moment he noticed you standing in line behind him.

But, how could a human capture his heart?

He wasn't sure, but you did.

He loved waking up, having you next to him, even just laying there was enough, but during colder days, you cuddled to his side, which he enjoyed even more.

He was sure he would never feel such a thing towards a human... and yet, he did.

He gave you his apartment key, hoping you would come over even more, damn you and your respect for his personal space!

Damn him for telling you that you could only come over on Friday afternoons. 

Damn him and his plans to destroy humanity!

Damn him and his heart for falling in love.

[judenostopwaitkeepgoing]

Your Villain Against a Wall...! 🫠

18+ | MDNI | Explicit Content | EN-released Villains x Reader

What if... your villain f*cked you against a wall? Wouldn't that be nice?

CW: fem!reader, p-in-v sex mostly, explicit, some villains have a higher word count (sorry, for some reason I rly popped off with these for only some of the boys—if your fave's is shorter, I promise to make it up to you soon!!), teasing, some of these depict sex in semi-public, pet names (my little robin, lil lady, princess, etc.), EN-released villains only!

ENJOY, MY SWEET LITTLE WH*RES ROBINS! 😙

William Rex

You sneak out of a party together, retreating alone to a secluded area of the garden. You kiss desperately against the cold castle wall, damp from recent rain. Your making out grows more and more fervent, and before long William is suggesting that you relocate to his room but, to his surprise and delight, you refuse by quietly murmuring, ‘Let’s stay right here.’ You pull your own skirt up, hitching your leg onto his hip and pulling him back to your kiss. This sets him over the edge! He doesn’t even care if a stray partygoer happens to find you two, he wastes no time diving his cock inside you, pushing you up deliciously against the stone wall.

Harrison Gray

After a mission you and Harry sit together in the library. He’s watching you finish your report and trying to distract you with his stare. “I’m almost finished, be patient please.” “You want me to suffer.” He sighs dramatically. “I do not Harry, please, let me finish.” “What, I’m not allowed to look at you?” “You know how you’re looking at me...” “Oh? Do I? How’s that?” You finally meet his sly gaze, walking around to his side of the table and attempting to push him away. But he teases you further and doesn’t budge, smirking at your cute attempts to move him. “You know, it’s unwise to punch above your weight.” he’d say, then pushes you back, completely overpowering you until you’re flush against a bookcase, with his tongue quickly invading your mouth. You’re stunned, but his kiss feels so delicious that you get taken away by it. Your panting breath is the only sound filling the library, and Harry works you up so much that you almost want to have a quick one right here... turns out you two are on the same page, and you feel his hand gliding up your skirt. “Ahhn,” you moan softly as his fingers enter you, your head leaning back against the shelf. “Mmm, does the lady like it when I touch her in the library like this...?” he murmurs in your ear, “She must—since she’s so soaking wet...” “Please, Harry...” you pant, unable to take his teasing any longer. “Please, what?” He’s enjoying this. “Please, right here... right now... let’s...” he cuts you off with his kiss, already sliding his cock out of his pants, ready to thrust into you against this bookcase.

Liam Evans

You scurry backstage after the performance to Liam’s dressing room. He’s the star of the show, so he gets his very own place to get ready. You peek into the room to see him removing his makeup. “You were amazing, Liam!” he turns quickly at your voice, beaming at the sight of you. “Y/N!” He pulls you into his dressing room, already filled with flowers and gifts from fans. He closes the door behind you, sneakily locking the door... he actually got kind of flustered when he saw you from the stage tonight. You looked so radiant, he wanted to steal you away and get you all to himself. Little did he know that you were thinking the same thing! ‘The part where your character was almost killed was so convincing that it made me really sad!” you exclaimed. He was close to you already, but that made him take you into his arms. “I’m sorry for making you sad,” he said, “don’t worry I’m not going anywhere.” You cuddled into his chest, and he could feel a heat rising inside him. “Let me make it up to you...” he purrs in your ear, sending a pleasant shiver through your body. Before you know it, he’s tilting your head back and pressing his soft lips to yours in an eager kiss. He kisses you breathless, until you pull away, panting “Couldn’t someone come in...?” “Don’t worry, I locked it when you came in,” he winks at you. “What!” You laugh nervously, kind of happy that he was already thinking about doing this with you... He starts to guide you over to the setae in the corner, but you stop him. “I want you right here,” you said, pulling him close by the lapels of his jacket, sandwiching yourself between him and the locked door to his dressing room. Liam is taken aback for a moment and then completely overwhelmed with desire for you. “Y/N,” he breathes out as he deepens your kiss, already hoisting you up so that he’s gripping you firmly by your thighs, ready to fuck you with not a care in the world for anyone who might walk by the shaking door.

Elbert Greetia

The two of you had been steadily clearing out the items in Elbert’s room. You’d initially thought that there were so many priceless treasures in here, but you’ve learned that it’s really a stifling coping mechanism for Elbie. “What about this painting?” you ask. The two of you have reached a spot of wall that only has paintings hanging up left. You felt like it would be fine to leave most of them, but Elbert insisted that he wanted to start fresh. “Let’s take it down,” he says, and you can feel his ocean blue eyes roving over you as you gingerly lift the painting from its hooks. “Wow, there’s quite a lot of wall space now!” you step back, taking in the progress you’ve both made. “Yes, indeed...” and suddenly, you feel Elbert’s arms wrapping around you. You turn in surprise, but before you can even ask him what’s up he’s kissing you softly and earnestly. You indulge his sudden kiss but ask what’s the matter when he pulls away. “Nothing I can put up on the wall could compare to your beauty now,” he says sweetly.

Alfons Sylvatica

You and Alfons were spending some quality time together in his bed, just idling the Sunday morning away. He’d spent a rare night in your bedroom with you instead of out on the town, so you were trying to draw things out as long as you could. His gloved fingers danced playfully across your skin, brushing against you every so lightly as he stretched languidly beside him. “Mm, you have such a nice body, y/n,” he murmured, sending a flush across you instantly. “It’s so soft and spotless... It makes me almost want to scar you up a little.” His blunt words send a pleasurable shiver through you, and you snapped your face toward him. “Just kidding,” he smiled his usual vaguely unsettling smile, and you were relieved for a moment that he didn’t mean it. But... you’d be lying if you said you hated the idea of him marking you as his own... “Alfons,” you whispered quietly a moment later. “Yes, little robin?” he asked turning his face from laying across your bare chest to face yours at the top of the bed. “What if...” your eyes trailed to the side, embarrassed to ask for what you were really imagining... but it seems that Alfons was on the same page as you. “Perhaps my little robin wouldn’t mind me branding her..?” his words purred into your ear made you let out a soft, pleasurable breath. You looked him in the eye, his gaze both merry and merciless. “Stand up over there, my little robin.” You obeyed him, slipping out of bed and standing against the nearest wall. You were completely naked, still, and the cold air of the room made your cute nipples stand pert. Alfons loved your body, and he took a moment to scan you up and down before removing his gloves and coming to stand right before you, his fingers brushing the nape of your neck delicately, and before you even noticed a difference between dream and reality, he was lifting you against the wall, biting hard on your collarbone, making you yelp out in pain. you felt his teeth sink into you, drawing blood even, before you felt his hard length piercing you suddenly, thrusting you up and against the wall as he landed more and more bites to your skin... it hurt all over, and your legs were trembling, but he didn’t stop until you were both satisfied.

Roger Barel

Roger was running some experiments with Liam and Harrison late into the evening, and you hadn’t seen him all day. You weren’t usually like this, but you were feeling... jealous. You knew that nothing untoward was happening in these experiments—Harrison certainly wouldn’t have agreed to them if that were the case—but you felt starved for Roger’s attention. So you crept out of bed, not even caring to change out of your nightgown and robe and snuck into his lab. Liam and Harry were gone by now, but you could see Roger hunched over his notes, writing something quickly. He looked like he was concentrating hard. “You know I could hear you coming all the way from upstairs, right?” he suddenly broke the silence, making you jump a little. He swiveled around on the stool he sat on to face you. You were pouting at being found out, but also at his total nonchalance. Like he wasn’t as touch-starved as you were... making you feel foolish... “Oh, that’s quite a look...” he was smiling sideways at you. He’s actually enjoying this? This made you pout even further. “I’m not cursed... so I can’t help with your research... but there is something that I want to try.” You tried to bury your frustration, but Roger could tell what you were thinking by the blush on your face and the fast pace of your heartbeat that he could hear across the room. He wanted you to say it, though. “Mmm? And what would that be?” he was enjoying drawing this out. “I couldn’t sleep... and I was hoping that you would...” you trailed off, too embarrassed to continue. “Mm, my hearing is good, lil’ lady, but still not good enough to hear your thoughts,” he was smirking, and had shifted his position so that he was sitting wide legged, everything about his body language cocky and relaxed. You hated and loved how confident he was with you. You wished you could muster that kind of confidence just once... so you walked right up to him and threw your arms around him in a sudden kiss. Roger is so surprised that it takes him a moment to react, but before long he’s wrapping his solid, muscular arms around you, pulling you in closer as he deepens the kiss—sliding his tongue inside your mouth and eliciting a whimper from you. But you refuse to back down. You’re going to show him just how impatient you’ve gotten. You pull him in even closer by the lapels of his vest, and he is taken aback again at your enthusiasm. “I want to know just how strong these arms are...” you breathe into his mouth in between kisses. He’s gripping you securely by the waist, your bodies flush against one another as he lifts you effortlessly and turns you toward the nearest vertical surface, the side of a bookcase near his desk. You can feel his grip resettle underneath your thighs, his large hands forming a kind of seat for you as he presses you against the shelf, his mouth not leaving yours for a moment. “Does the little lady want to try my patience, is that what she wanted to try?” He murmurs seductively into your ear, sending a shiver through your body. He has your skirt hiked up in no time, using his thigh to rub slowly against your soaked core, things devolving from there... ;)

Victor

Showering with Victor would be so fun. Imagine washing and playing with his pretty hair, and his practiced hands sliding soap all over your body... he would lather you everywhere, lifting you against the slippery tile like you weighed nothing, your tongues entwining luxuriously as the steam from the warm water made your blood pump even faster. You’d feel his enormous cock getting harder beneath you, and he would waste no time slipping it up inside you, making you moan deliciously—your lewd noises echoing against the tiled walls of the entire bathroom.

Jude Jazza

“You somehow managed to put that birdbrain to good use.” Jude was smirking at you, his legs crossed at the ankles, resting his expensive, polished shoes on his desk as he leaned back in his chair, his arms stretched up and behind him, cradling his head in a cocky, relaxed pose. He looked at you the way he looked at a product he was appraising. You had managed to convince several noblewomen at the party you’d attended to draw up exclusive contracts with the interior design firm that Jude had recently acquired for their new townhome renovations. It was a major sale—a few of them placed orders right away. You didn’t want to appear overly excited, knowing that Jude would just mock you for it, but you couldn’t deny the thrill coursing through you as you met his satisfied—dare you say even proud?—sideways grin. “You’ve made me into an excellent saleswoman.” You said, not even really meaning for it to sound like such an obvious appeal to his ego. “Ooh, you think flattery will get you everywhere, princess?” he let out a haughty chuckle and you swore you noticed a brief flash of wildness in his eyes. He stared you down before suddenly asking, “Does the lil’ birdie think she deserves some kind of reward for all her hard work?” Damn. You knew you couldn’t get anything past him. But... he did seem like he was game for a little fun... which could either go well or badly for you... Then, suddenly, he stood from his seat, his black jacket swirling behind him as he made his way around the desk to where you were stood. He peered into your face, his righteous look only growing more and more dangerous. “You’ve earned exactly one request,” he whispered into your ear, sending a lightning bolt through your nervous system, “just this once.” You knew that even this wouldn’t be a no-strings-attached offer, but you didn’t care. “Fuck me against that wall right there.” You decided not to hesitate, to call him on his bluff, to get sassy on purpose (yes—perhaps, unconsciously, so he would punish you). “Oh, someone’s feeling cocky—” Jude’s face had cracked fully into a smile as he grabbed you roughly, taking an assured fistful of your hair at the nape of your neck in his grip. If it had been anyone else, you might have tensed, but Jude had manhandled you hundreds of times by now, your body trained to go limp at his touch. He pushed you against the wall, his hips grinding hard and final against yours, making you almost moan. “Mm, you did a good job, little robin, but I still can’t help wanting you to beg.” He tugged on your hair with just enough force to make your head loll backward, while simultaneously diving into your neck with his mouth, biting the sensitive flesh hard... It was going to be a long, (pleasantly) painful night!

Ellis Twilight

“Ellis... ah... are you sure... I’m not too heavy...?” You managed to gasp out your question between ragged breaths as Ellis held you up flush against the stone wall of Crown Castle. He had returned from a mission quite late, but you hadn’t been able to sleep. You knew he was capable, but you always worried about him regardless. Plus, something must have happened, because immediately upon seeing you—you’d been taking a stroll in the gardens to clear your head—he took you into his arms, holding you so tight it almost hurt and kissing you fervently. “You’re as light as a feather,” he smiled at you, his sweet voice sending a shiver down your neck as he whispered to you. You could feel his muscles tense as you held on to his shoulders... But it was true, other than that, he didn’t seem to be exerting any effort at all as he held you up, his cock growing harder and harder between your splayed legs. He was holding you up underneath your thighs as he trailed his tongue against your neck, sucking on the skin occasionally, drawing out sweet moans from you. “Mm, you sound so pretty, Y/N.” You could feel his lips curl into his devilish smile. “Ellis, shouldn’t we—” you were about to suggest you relocate to somewhere more private, but were cut off when you realized that he was starting to undo your blouse... with his teeth!? Your brain became overwhelmed, all of your thoughts seemingly evaporated, by the sheer eroticism of his gaze as he stared you down. What on earth happened on that mission? “Y/N... I’m sorry, but... I can’t wait anymore.” Ellis looked at you apologetically before you felt his hand slip up your skirt, stroking your soaking wet cunt before long. You instinctually gripped his midsection even tighter with your thighs, unable to resist his long, dexterous fingers as they slipped inside you... You’d have to figure out what had gotten into him some other time...

[felpimburning]

SVSSS/PIDW au where Shen Yuan transmigrates as a child, like he died in his old body as a four-year-old, I'm just gonna say he was shot by some guy with a gun who was getting payed by *insert rival company to the Shens* to kill a member of the family, and the guy didn't wanna orphan some kids so he just shot one of them and ran tf out of there.

Shen Yuan just wakes up in an alleyway as some OC insert that looks exactly like him but he was basically just tricked by the system in thinking he was going to play a game. He is disgusted by how dirty the clothes he's wearing are and wants to stop playing the game so he can be clean.

Cue him eventually getting hungry and asking a lady for some food with tears eyes and the lady folds like a wet tissue to a sad child and just hands him some tanghulu, which Shen Yuan is very happy about.

Yue Qi eventually sees this young and sad child just munching on some tanghulu in an alleyway and just immediately and internally adopts him, because the boy very much reminds him of his Xiao-Jiu, he becomes even more firm on adopting this child once he learns his surname is also Shen.

Yue Qi introduces the confused but happy Shen Yuan to Shen Jiu and is excited to see how they interact. Shen Jiu kicks it off by saying he wants this new child gone, he doesn't want to share HIS Qi-ge, but he slowly grows curious enough to let Shen Yuan stay, he just wants to know why his hair is so short and why he is also a Shen, maybe they're related and he also got abandoned, because he keeps crying about how he misses his family.

Of course months go by and Shen Yuan gets severely attached to his new siblings, thinking he was abandoned by his real family and not wanting them to leave him, so he is very clingy, and Shen Jiu is not happy with this, he wants his Yuan-di to stop being so emotional, people are going to take advantage of the fact he's so nice, and Shen Jiu might not be there to help him, which makes him annoyed because he wants to be seen as strong enough to protect both Qi-ge and Yuan-di.

A year passes and Shen Jiu is six now, Shen Yuan had turned five, and Yue Qi has turned 8 and eventually presents as an alpha.

(Yes, plot twist, there is omegaverse because I said so.)

Yue Qi's alpha pheromones kick in and he becomes ten times more attached to his little brothers, and he would gladly bite anyone who hurt them (Yes, this has already happened).

Shen Jiu dislikes how strong his Qi-ge's scent is and tells him that it's so musky and he should learn to dim it down a little bit. Shen Yuan just tells his Qi-ge that Jiu-ge is absolutely right, Yue Qi agrees.

Eventually, the slave traffickers find out Shen Jiu and Yue Qi have been technically smuggling Shen Yuan around and they're happy because they have another person to get them money, so, what do they do?

They brand him and form a contract, now referring to him as Shiyi.

Shen Jiu and Yue Qi absolutely refuse to call their didi anything but his name, and of course, Yuan-di or Xiao-Yuan.

Things go as normal with the three brothers all being little shits.

Two years pass and Shen Jiu presents as an omega.

He despises it and insists on pretending to be a beta, Shen Yuan is confused but doesn't argue, he has seen how people often treat omegas, and it isn't very kindly.