🧡 Imagine sitting with your villain F/O in their room/office and helping them with their plans. Either by giving them support or by adding on to what they already have planned, you are an essential part of their schemes.
💛 Imagine being your villain F/O’s henchman. You keep up with everything they need: materials, weapons, disguises, soldiers, you name it! They rely on you with everything, you know them better than anyone else ever could.
🌟 Imagine being worshipped by your villain F/O. You’re like royalty to them, no one else gets to lay a single finger on you, none of them are worthy of even being in your presence. They’re the only ones who understand how much you’re really worth.
⚜️ Imagine succeeding alongside your villain F/O. Your plan worked, the heroes are defeated. The world has been taken by both of you, and now all of it is but a mere playground for your wicked love.
🧡 Imagine fighting heroes with your villain F/O. Watching how intensely they’d defend you against those annoying fiends, seeing their powers/strength flourish like never before, just to make sure you’re safe.
💛 Imagine being your villain F/O’s biggest supporter. You don’t care what they’ve done or how they’ll get what they want, you just know that you’ll be right beside them through all of it, even if you have to sacrifice yourself for their success.
🌟 Imagine being your villain F/O’s rival. Your fights would leave entire cities or even planets broken down. You’ll both defend your ideals with your life, regardless of how much you try to pull at each other’s heartstrings.
⚜️ Imagine losing a fight with your villain F/O. Being pinned down as they step on your chest, chuckling to themselves at how desperate and flustered you look. If you’re cute enough, they might be merciful with you.
🧡 Imagine winning a fight with your villain F/O. Watching as their face flushes in embarrassment and shyness as you restrain them. Hearing their snarky comments about how this isn’t over yet and how they’ll get you next time.
Every time I see fancops worshipping and romanticizing violence, and talking about how much they love torture and murder and killing,
all while rejecting proshippers and sexual content as disgusting and nasty and evil, all I think about is Zardoz.
“The gun is good. The penis is evil.”
“You have been raised up from Brutality, to kill the Brutals who multiply, and are legion. To this end, Zardoz, your God, gave you the gift of the Gun. The Gun is good.”
The Penis is evil. The Penis shoots seeds, and makes new life to poison the Earth with a plague of men, as once it was. But the Gun shoots death and purifies the Earth of the filth of Brutals. Go forth, and kill! Zardoz has spoken!
