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Bitches with trust issues love enemies to lovers because they love the idea of seeing someones worst traits first and still be able to fall in love them without the everpresent underlying fear of weather their worst is something genuinely evil. It's me. I'm bitches.

Peak himbo/herbo/thembo energy in the trope of "being sure your enemy has crush on when they absolutely definitely 100% don't"+ making more and more ridiculous reasons to believe they do.

Villain-: Did you see how red they were when they saw me!! They are sooo smitten.

Overworked henchmen-: could be cause they had chase you on rooftops across half the city but *shrugs*

Villain-: they literally turned the city upside down to find me! They missed me so much. Ahhh

Henchmen- I mean you were holding people hostage but what do I know.

V-: They love watching me work. They were in my lab the entire day yesterday.

H-: You literally kidnapped them but sure.

This trope is my drug.

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Warning- Angst ahead

when the villian and hero couple are in front of the bigger villian that villian worked under and in deep danger and have to pretend to fight to avoid said danger, clumsily throwing punches at each other with with stiff hands, holding a dagger to the throat but it's trembling badly, subconsciously getting close to each and trying to touch in any way for some sort of comfort, fervently glancing at the bigger villian to see how they're reacting, the villians crippling guilt in feeling responsible, trying to communicate with eyes and form a plan but their mind can't work over how scared they are, more for the other person than them

Yeah I want that

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*Villain calls hero in the middle of the night*

Hero-: umm hey?

Villain-: *sniffs* I watched a show and now liquid keeps falling from my eyes? Is it an allergy? Infection? Cancer?!

Hero-: Do... Do you mean tears! :0

Villain-: is it terminal?

But seriously my eyes have been leaking this gross gluelike thing since yesterday and I'm pretty sure I'm about to die. Follow for updates or assume disaster if I don't post

The villain's mom walks in and catches Hero and villain in a uh, compromising position, (they were threatening each other!! Nothing else,,) the villain gets nervous and trying to quickly make up an excuse, and before hero could say anything, splutter out they are dating.

The hero tries to deny this but you see, the mother is the warmest person they've ever seen and her look of sheer hopefulness and the arrows of love she's shooting at them kind of makes it impossible. Plus, watching the villain be a complete mama's child as she croons at them and inquires about what they've been eating is very enjoyable.

What follows is a week of hero being infuriated at fake dating and slightly awestruck as the villain is babied and ordered around by their mother.

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"And one day I realised all I could do was give up and lay down, let it go. Or," They talked like they were stripping. Taking of their layers and showing them the ruined city beneath, daring almost pleading for them to run away from her darkness. "Destroy their dreams as finely as they did mine. Make the stars combust and become something so destruction that I laugh as their cities are blown away by burning starlight falling from the sky. I think my body had become too cold and numb for real fury, so that I decided," she looked up at them, regretful but also... defiant, andry. "To let fire speak for me. Because justice darling" cynically they ended "was never an option. "

The hero has been kidnapped by the villain. Problem is instead of being afraid, the nerdy hero is just really excited by the shiny gadgets around villains lab. Now, the villain has to jump around trying to catch the hero while hero keeps evading them and pointing at objects asking about what evil scheme they'll use them for. (So far they pointed at two death rays, a particle accelerator, a pencil sharpener and others)

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All that blood was never pretty,

But they did so love the sound of warhorns,

Perhaps they went into every battlefield thinking,

This time it'll be rubies instead.

I hate archetypes but I simp so hard for characters who absolutely are archetypes but like multiple opposite ones stuffed together like my characters include-

A hopeless romantic princess with a minor addiction to pink that you would literally never see without multiple swords at her waist and no one bats an eye at it.

A gruff mean political/ war tactician princess who can absolutely sucks at swordplay (she says it's cause of her power, only partially true) literally feel everyone pain/sadness and a little obsessed with saving everyone (and totally oblivious that literally bring kind to them would do that)

An exiled princess who loves reading and traveling is literally one of the best people who also does dark magic and and casually tries to wake a literal wmd beast

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I was made from mismatched pieces,

God's leftovers,

A warrior's heart,

And a dreamer's mind

And a gentle soul

And a chaotic existence.

Then they shoved me in this tiny little useless body, and sent me into battle.

Without ever teaching me to fight,

Or bothering with armour.

—I was never meant to survive, was I?

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