The “let me kill for you. PLEASE let me kill for you” dynamic, but the person being asked finally, eventually says “yes.”
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cringeshipping: Your f/o wants to commit MURDERS with you! In fact, They wanna commit murders FOR you. They would kill someone for giving you pickles when you specifically asked for none
blood, and sweat, and violence, and desperation, and agony, and tyranny, and sadism, my beloved.
I am so fucking mentally ill for that scumbag.
It’s all about the forbidden longing in my gay little heart.
If I’m not supposed to be in love with the villain, why is he so beautiful? If I’m supposed to be upset he’s killing people why does he look so good with blood on his hands?
Oh, you think he’s evil? You think he’s a monster? You’re right, and I’m his favorite.
This scenario is *my* weakness. π A villain who is cruel, or icy with the rest of the world, but you– you’re so precious to them. They’d never want to do you any lasting harm. They’d never do anything they[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Imagine getting to personally save your villainous F/O from whatever awful fate canon gives them.
gothic novel voice: “but wouldn’t be so terribly romantic if I did let my villainous F/O take everything from me, and ruin me and twist me into something unrecognizable as myself but unmistakably belonging to them?”
Imagine your villainous F/O kissing your forehead, and stroking your cheek. They promise you that everything is going to be alright. Of course you know they’re going to do something horrible. The question is whether or not that bothers you…
Imagine your villainous F/O standing behind you with their hands on your shoulders to give you confidence– and to intimidate everyone else.
Imagine your villainous F/O cradling you in their arms and whispering praises and flattery in your ear, telling you how proud they are of you. Bonus points if it’s because you just did something horrible in their service.
Imagine your villainous or rough F/O leaving bruises on your skin from their kisses, or their touch and grasp. They brush their fingers gently over the sensitive spots where your flesh has changed color.
My dear, sweet, innocent darling beloved? π€ Wrong! My dear, sweet, culpable darling beloved! π
sex from a man who hates me and can’t quite bring himself to kill me.