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pov: ur fav sarcastic villain

prompt list by @bonbonbee

"you know what's funny? your sad attempt to try and stop me."

"is this your first time hero-ing or something?"

"i hate you." "why? i'm lovely."

"i just love it when dimwits like you barge into my evil plans."

"i'd like to see you try."

"my my look what the cat dragged in."

"you know, i almost feel sorry for you but then again, i don't care."

"i will stop you."

^ "how original."

^ "wow, i'm quaking in my boots."

^ "haven't heard that one before."

"gosh, you're even worse than i imagined."

"you murdered hundreds of innocent civilians!"

^ "it's not like it's a secret."

^ "it was an.. accident?"

^ "gee, really, sherlock?"

^ "this may seem like a shocker my love, but i couldn't give less of a rat's a$$."

"go to hell." "i didn't know your instagram page was a place."

"bite me."

"yell at me again, and i'll give you a real reason to scream."

"now how in god's name did you survive that fall."

"y'know fights are boring when your supposed 'mortal enemy' can't land a single punch."

Hero had the two criminals cornered in the alleyway. Surrounded on three sides by large towering brick walls, there was nowhere to run.

"I got you now, nowhere to escape." Hero gloated with a grin and watched as they cowered further. Usually, criminals and the like weren't intimidated by Hero, and they had to work hard to even be taken seriously.

"Now, if you surrender willingly, no harm will come to you." Hero's grin widened as they spoke in an overly confident tone. Even earlier in this fight, these two criminals had no problem trying to fight Hero, even managing to get some good hits in. Now, here they were, seemingly scared frozen.

Hero found it to be very validated until they noticed that their eyes were looking slightly past Hero. Frown instantly forming and face falling, Hero spoke again.

"There's something terrifying behind me, isn't there?"

The two nodded slowly, still not moving. Hero's frown deepened. They felt a sudden rise of anxiety twisting in their gut.

"How terrifying?" Hero couldn't bring themselves to look, but as soon as they asked, they felt strong hands fall atop their shoulders, pulling them close.

Villain's familiar voice sounded mischievously in their ear, breath fanning across Hero's neck.

"Extremely terrifying."

Pranayama breathing technique Is extremely worth It to do so for getting relaxed for the void state ♡♡♡

hi guys! just want to start off by saying you are incredible and i am so grateful for this library.

do you know if any frenemies to lovers fics at all? i’ve recently read Camping with your Frenemy: It's F***ing Intense by IneffableMcMuffin and it was so good

thanks again!

You can check our #enemies to lovers, #enemies to friends to lovers and #friends to lovers tags for fics you may enjoy. Here are some more along the lines of rivals to lovers...

The Golden Lion by CrentTrimm (E)

Aziraphale, a privateer in the King's Navy, meets an old rival in Port Royal, and their exchange ends in a hasty tussle in a back alley.

Gods in the Gaslight by Anti_kate & rfsmiley (T)

A mysterious rival and a ghost from the past threaten Fell's magical career.

The Devil's in the Flowers by jjgremlinson (M)

For the last eleven years, A.Z. Fell’s Fantastic Flowers has provided quality bouquets and services to the people of London. Whether it’s weddings or funerals, lovesickness or heartbreak, Aziraphale can find the perfect flower for you. But when Crowley’s Flowers, Houseplants, and Other Assorted Leafy Green Things opens up across the street, everything starts to change—and Aziraphale will be damned if he’s going to let this no-good, profit-hungry Crowley steal all his business. (Or, the one where Aziraphale and Crowley are rival florists working in the same neighborhood).

Would I Lie to You? by FeralTuxedo & TawnyOwl95 (E)

Anthony Crowley and Aziraphale Fell are rival team captains on popular comedy panel show Don't Lie To Me, where they exchange insults and banter to an audience of millions. But behind the scenes, a whole other game of truth and lies is being played. A comedy panel show AU

Angel Face with a Taste for Suicidal by Lor_Lupin (E)

When Crowley spots his replacement on his former band for the first time, he doesn't expect the man to push him against a wall but he's not complaining. The Fallen and Flaming Swords, two rival struggling punk bands, hold a grudge against each other and spend more time fighting and performing crass pranks than actually composing songs. Crowley is hurt, Aziraphale is new, a lot of flirting ensues. INEFFABLE HUSBANDS AS HUMAN PUNK BASS PLAYERS. Inspired by the looks of Peter Vincent in Fright Night and Thorne in Laws of Attraction.

Actuarial Risk by doomed_spectacles (M)

A. Z. Fell, principle salesman for Silver City Financial, never paid much attention to his company's main competition, Fourth Circle, LLC. That is, until he met Anthony Crowley. When the rivalry between their respective head offices heats up, they make an arrangement both know is unsustainable. A rival salesman AU with hijinks, fluff, misunderstandings, and a happy ending.

And the one you mentioned...

Camping with your Frenemy: It's F***ing Intense by IneffableMcMuffin (E)

Silly little romp featuring bitchy Aziraphale and Crowley's hips which are incapable of being untruthful.

- Mod D

daydreaming vs visualization vs imagination

i was thinking about before i got into the law. you know when you imagine steamy scenarios before you go to bed for fun? i know you know what i mean. i used to do that every night in 2020 (even now) with the same scenario bc it was fun. keep in mind that i didnt know about the law at this point so i obviously didnt intend for it to "manifest". a year ago when i started to understand states, i used to think back to 2020 and wonder why those scenarios didnt manifest since i kept visualizing and imagining the same thing. last week i randomly remembered about how i used to wonder that and i immediately knew the answer: i wasnt changing self.

when i was visualizing/imagining, i wasnt becoming the person who actually knew i was experiencing it. i was not being someone who was experiencing those steamy scenarios. in order words, i was just daydreaming.

daydreaming

in my own words, i think daydreaming is visualizing something while being someone who knows they dont have it. for example: visualizing owning a car while knowing that you dont have it. so you are just visualizing it for fun, not for the purpose of changing self but for the purpose of just experiencing something in imagination (via visualization) just for your own enjoyment. daydreaming is like visualizing for fun, without changing states/self. this "knowing" i talk about is based on what state you are in, so if someone knows they dont have a car, they are in that state.

i think daydreaming is always visualization but visualization is not always daydreaming. daydreaming is for fun, without the intention of "manifesting" or changing states while visualization is changing states whether or not you intent to do so.

so i was visualizing my freaky scenes as the version of me who didnt identify with those freaky scenes (aka daydreaming). i wasnt identifying with it or using it to change self. same thing applies to when i used to repeat positive thoughts 100k times but i didnt identify with them. those are called vain repetitions and can be used to change self but if they just dont change self/states, then it is just daydreaming/vain repetitions. you can change self/states without realizing too which is why i think people put so much power onto techniques by thinking the techniques themselves are doing something, when its only self (imagination/you) that is changed by the techniques. those techniques were the things that consciously or unconsciously made you change self. regardless, self/you will always be the thing manifesting.

realize that regardless of everything, your state/version of you you are being, will always determine the "3d".

visualization ≠ imagination

visualization is a tool to change self / imagination. you can visualize things but that doesnt mean you are identifying with it or accepting it as true. i think of visualization as a smaller form of imagination but its very small compared to imagining/imagination itself.

imagination is what you are (aka self). imagination is not a tool like visualization because you always are operating in imagination since everything is self. you are always being a version of you. you arent always visualizing. visualizing can be daydreaming if you arent visualizing that thing to change self.

when you imagine something in a law of assumption context, imagining = what version of you you are being.

imagination is not limited to visualizing. there are some people in this community who have aphantasia and think they have no imagination and therefore "cant manifest", etc. but they just cant visualize. imagination is not equal to visualization. no matter what type of or stage of aphantasia you have, you will always already be manifesting.

visualizing and thinking without changing self means nothing. changing self means being a new version of you who knows they have (insert whatever desire).

self changes everything

so back to my story, i was just visualizing me and my imaginary bae, i wasnt being the person who was experiencing what i was visualizing. this is why it didnt manifest. i like this idea because that is just more proof that self changes everything, who ever you are being in imagination will express. it also means i have control bc i can daydream anything for fun and control whether or not it expresses bc i dont have to identify with that version of me who is experiencing whatever i am daydreaming.

i hope this makes sense and if it doesnt, dont stress. just focus on changing self, be the version of you that has whatever it is you want. i made this post because its been on my mind and hopefully it can help someone else realize that changing self is all you ever have to do.

kisses, jani ☆

Thrill of the Job (Ekko x Jinx) chapter 1.

Jinx walked alone through the dark alleys of Zaun, her marked-up boots clicking on the wet pavement. She had just finished up a job for a client, and the pay was good. As she turned the corner, she saw a familiar silhouette leaning against a wall, as well as two shiny eyes fixated on her. Ekko, the boy who had been a knife in her side since they were kids. Always getting in the way, always trying to protect her. But Jinx didn't need protection. She could take care of herself.

Ekko pushed himself off the wall and walked towards her, a slow smile spreading across his face. "Jinx, what are you up to?" he asked, his voice low and smooth. Jinx rolled her eyes, trying to hide the flutter in her chest. She hadn't seen Ekko in months, not since their last job together had gone sour. But that's a story for another day. Despite the tension between them, she couldn't deny the spark there that still existed. Ekko's eyes seemed to see right through her, to the vulnerable girl she tried to keep hidden underneath that rough exterior.

Jinx tried to brush past Ekko, but he caught her arm, his grip warm and gentle. "Hey, wait up," he said, his voice soft. "I need to talk to you about something." Jinx raised an eyebrow, her heart racing. What could Ekko possibly want to talk to her about? They stood there for a moment, the tension between them building. Finally, Ekko released her arm, and Jinx took a step back, as if expressing her distaste.

As they walked, Ekko told Jinx about a job he had lined up, "It's a reach, but it'll pay off.."

It was one that required her particular set of skills. Jinx listened, taking in all the information he was giving her. She had always been drawn to the thrill of the job, the rush of adrenaline that came with it, the danger. And with Ekko by her side, she felt a sense of security she couldn't quite explain and didn't really want to. Maybe it was the way he watched her back, or the way he seemed to understand her. Whatever it was, Jinx found herself agreeing to the job.

Ugh..why did I agree to this?

CMON BABY LETS SHIFT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

cw: spicy

Hero slowed their running to a stop, their chest heaving up and down as they caught their breath. Their lungs burned slightly and their blood zinged with adrenaline. Their eyes landed on the villain, their back leaned up against a building as they also caught their breath. A smirk came over their features as they took in their tired form.

The chase was over. Hero had Villain in the palm of their hand. Honestly, they could have caught up to them much sooner, but they loved the chase. They loved this game of cat and mouse they played with the villain. The flustered look that always came over their face when Hero caught them. 

Just like the one they wore now as Hero pressed them firmly against the brick building, deep in the shadows where no one could see them. Their disheveled appearance, their face flushed a deep red, their heartbeat racing a mile a minute against Hero’s own chest. Hero loved Villain like this, flustered and weak in the knees for Hero. It fit them so well.

Villain tried to break free from the Hero, but to no avail. Hero had their hands pinned above their head and a knee wedged between their legs. Villain was helpless against Hero, they weren’t going anywhere.

“What do you want, Hero?” asked the villain with a defeated sigh. Hero pressed closer, their noses barely brushing against each other as they spoke.

“You know exactly what I want,” said Hero. “I know you were on that team that stole those diamonds.”

“You think Supervillain is going to destroy the city with a bunch of diamonds?” asked Villain. This earned a laugh from the hero, head thrown back and everything. 

“Oh, villain, you crack me up,” they said. “No. I couldn’t care less why they want the diamonds, I’m just simply assigned to take them back. And lucky for me, you were on the heist team.”

Their free hand came up to ghost over Villain’s jawline, angling their face up to gain access to their neck. They placed their lips on the villain’s neck, starting with a few pecks just under their ear. Hero could feel them tense up upon the initial contact before relaxing against them. A winning smirk took form on their lips, the villain always reacted the way they wanted.

“Where are the diamonds?” they asked.

“You can’t seduce the answer out of me,” sighed the villain, but despite their words, their head moved on its own to grant Hero more access.

“Are you sure about that?” asked Hero. “It works like a charm.”

They lightly ran their fingers down Villain’s side, making sure to graze over every sensitive spot Villain had. They stopped at the waistband of Villain’s jeans, dancing their thumb over the exposed skin above their hip and earning a shuddering sigh from their criminal.

“Not this time,” Villain said. A choked gasp escaped their lips when the hero’s leg made firm contact with the area between their thighs. They subconsciously jutted forward to chase the friction of their nemesis’ leg. “I promised Supervillain I wouldn’t tell, they’ve been planning this heist for years.”

Hero breathed hotly over Villain’s ear, thoroughly enjoying Villain’s reaction to their every move. “Don’t worry love, I’ll keep your pretty name out of my mouth.” 

They moved away from Villain’s neck, looking them in the eyes as they batted their lashes and put on their best puppy dog look. Their lips brushed over the Villain’s as they spoke.

“C’mon, Villain, won’t you tell me?” they asked prettily. “Please?”

Villain sighed audibly, Hero’s free hand had made it all the way under their shirt, cool fingers playing with sensitive skin. They couldn’t think with the hero’s hands all over them, their leg pushing between their thighs in a beautiful friction, their lips so close to their own, their sultry voice like music in their ears. 

They knew they shouldn’t but they caved, muttering the exact location of where to find the stolen diamonds and exactly how to get past security. They knew they wouldn’t be able to keep the secret for long; Hero was too good at bending them to their will, too good at getting what they wanted. They felt too good against Villain for them to not give in to them. They could feel the movement of Hero’s lips as they formed into a smirk. 

“Good Villain,” the hero praised, causing a sense of pride to swell up in Villain’s chest. They loved being praised by Hero, they way the words fell so easily out of their mouth like a villain being good was the natural thing.

“It’s time for your reward.”

Villain didn’t wait for Hero to move, they lurched their head forward, mashing their lips with the hero’s in a much needed kiss. They melted into the kiss, drowning in the sensation of having them pressed so wonderfully close to them. Hero hummed against their lips, quickly taking control as they pulled Villain impossibly close. 

They took their time to undo the villain, ravaging them in the secluded alley. They raked their nails over Villain’s skin beneath their clothes, sucked numerous hickeys into hidden places as well as very obvious places. They marked the criminal as theirs, abused all of their sensitive areas with experience that came from multiple sessions like this between the two. They turned the villain into putty in their hands, drawing out long-winded moans Villain had to suppress with their hand.

By the end, they were clinging tightly to each other and panting heavily into the others’ mouths. Villain’s hands clutched hard onto Hero shoulders, a blissed out expression on their face as they eyed the hero’s smirk.

“You’re an evil hero,” they sighed. This earned a chuckle from the hero, who stole yet another kiss from Villain’s swollen lips.

“Only for you, pretty,” replied the hero, their own hands wrapped around the villain in a way that looked like a hug. “Same time next week? I believe you've got a crime of your own I need to stop.”

Villain nodded enthusiastically, probably a bit too enthusiastically, but they couldn’t bring themself to care. This game of cat and mouse was too exciting, too addicting for the villain to stop. They craved the attention they got from the hero, their body zinging with anticipation every week. 

They knew the dangers of this; the feelings that would eventually catch on, the mess it could easily turn into if they’re not careful. The potential loss of one another if feeling ever did catch. The pain of an unrequited love. 

But for now, they focused on the present. The hero’s strong arms around their waist and the endless stream of kisses they always left on their shoulders. The promise of another chase through the city. Another game of cat and mouse that will eventually end in disaster.

But only if Villain stayed oblivious to the fondness that resided behind the hero’s eyes as well.

a reminder that you are your desired self.

you are a wizard & a pirate & a demon hunter & a famous singer & a superhero & a warrior & a vampire slayer & an actor & a detective & a time traveler & a victor.

you are everything at once. ౨ৎ ⋆｡˚

whoever edited this needs their pussy ate