pov: you're a hero who secretly hooks up with the villain every night || 𝐚𝐧 𝖊𝖛𝖎𝖑 𝐚𝐥𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐦 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭♡ 

☁️ . . . ⇢ ˗ˏˋ timestamps ꒱ | ೃ࿔₊• 0:00 :: missio - dizzy ; ♡ 3:25 :: dabro - lambada ; ♡ 6:32 :: taylor swift - i did something bad ; ♡ 10:30 :: simon curtis - super psycho love ; ♡ 14:09 :: meg myers - desire ; ♡ 18:53 :: kehlani - gangsta ; ♡ 21:49 :: the pussycat dolls - buttons ; ♡ 25:36 :: sunmi - tail ; ♡ 28:47 :: lady gaga - bad romance ; ♡ 33:42 :: ängie, harrison first - bambam ; ♡ 36:34 :: taemin - criminal ; ♡ 40:05 :: grandson - overdose ; ♡ ♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡

*Imagine him searching for you everyday because he fall in love with you when you guys fights for the first time*

Imagine an innocent hero, kinda person who apologizes all the time, person who is so giving.. that sort of hero.. they want the villain because they just *love* how the villain corrupts them.. how they can have a bad side around the villain.. how they learn new things The villain who will burn the world down for them, meanwhile they (the hero) can’t even stand up for themself. They want the villain who doesn’t do things by the book, gets things done faster and efficiently. In many different ways.

(TW: A BIT SUGGESTIVE... If you count it as one) "War is coming," she said laying on the couch where he placed her to rest covered it a blanket to secure her injuries from any contact. She could feel her injuries stinging with every move she makes as the blanket's fabric brushes against them, she hissed. "War is already here," he replied carrying a first aid kit with him as he walked towards her. No one would find them in his lair, his lair that was isolated from the world. Here she would be safe, here she could rest from the flaming violence back at the city. But even so, she felt guilty, her fellow heroes are out there fighting for their life and her, who was supposed to be leading them went down so suddenly. She thought and she went deeper, she dove down in her thoughts eating it all up, not hearing her beloved's words when was tending to her wounds. "I'll take your top off so I can inspect your injuries at your back, are you okay with doing it now?" He asked but got no reply. He moved to look at her and saw her eyes, his dear heroine's eyes lost in thought. "(Name), are you alright? Did I do something my love?" He asked again. The next thing he knew, tears started to well up in her face. "Why did I go down that fast?" She asked herself sobbing and becoming more vulnerable in front of him. Here he didn't see the heroine who would fight him as he was causing trouble within the city. He didn't see the heroine loved by the city, the woman booming with pride. Instead, he saw the quiet and gentle woman that he met all those years ago. She cried burying her hands in her face trying to cover the shame. Even though they were completely opposites her, a hero and him, a villain. They were each other's safe haven. To have the cry to the other was a big deal to them. Anger fueled inside him, sure he was a part of the Villain's Corp but he was only interested for the money and kills. Not war. He'd have to remind himself to have a word with his fellow villain that did this to HIS beloved. But alas, blood spilled can wait. His beloved needs him. "I'll take your top off now, hold still," he tells her but she only let out a whimper. Dabbing the cotton filled medicine on her wounds that were drawn on her back, she hissed and cried from the pain. She curled up and gripped the blanket trying to fight it as if it was her way of fighting against her thoughts. "Shhh it's okay, it's okay, you're okay, I'm here," he whispered sweet nothings to her all while tending to her wounds kissing her on the side of her head, lips traveling to her cheek and neck. "I'm a failure," she cried "You were ambushed" he said. "I left them" " I took you away, I'll bring you back once you're better, then we can fight" "They will go rogue once they find out about us" "Then I'll hides us away from them, to a faraway land where you and I will be at peace" "The people" "You can still do your job from the shadows, you're good at that" "My family" "I've sent a few of my henchmen to check on them, they're safe" As they talked, her breath settled down. With her wounds now patched up she looked at her beloved this time. "How did I love a villain?" She let out a small chuckle. "You just did, and even if you tried you just couldn't resist me" he said, a smug look now painted in his face. "Can I be better for you?" She asked again, now cupping his cheek on her bandages hand. "Love me more," he replied leaning into her touch. "But I already do" "Then it's already perfect" In the midst of a war between heroes and villains, a strong known, beloved, prideful hero and a cunning, smart, mysterious villain out for blood, kissed.

Took me 18:10 to realize it is a playlist to help imagine the scene. Gosh i thowwth it was one of the m4a videos haha

*you and your enemy fight in the day and meet in the night,you take a stroll in the park at night near the lake* "If you keep missing during our fights its going to become obvious that somethings wrong,dear." *The villain looks at their beloved and the hero chuckles* "I cant bear to hurt you besides i can always say I was feeling unwell." *The villain sighs as the hero kisses them on the cheek* "You know the media will pick you apart,love." *The hero ignores the villain and simply hums while walking beside them* (I got tired from seeing the amount of angst jn the comments so i made wholesome :> )

GOOD LAWD HELP ME!! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA😩🍷✨✨

STOP ITTTttttttAAAAAA TEHEHEGEHEGEHEHE

pov: u two eventually marry in secret and fake your deaths together and change identities together

''I hope I haven't been too hard on you.'' You whispered, your lips soft as they were brushing over the wounds you'd inflicted on him earlier. ''But, after all, I did tell you I wouldn't go easy on you.''

"this man is my honeybunch sugarplum pumpy-umpy-umpkin, he's my sweetie pie, he's my cuppycake gumdrop snoogums boogums, he's the apple of my eye and i love him so" SCREAMING LMAOOOOOOO

"How long do I have to pretend to be your nemesis, Gabriel?" "As long as we can, my love. If ever they knew that we were together, there will be no safe place for the two of us."

The hero arriving at the villain's home, covered in blood: I... I didn't know where to go... The villain opens their eyes in shock, grabbing the hero's chin before letting them enter: Who did this to you?

STOP WITH THE COMMENTS THEY'RE MAKING ME GRIN AND BLUSH LIKE AN IDOIT ASDIUKSADJBSADJS

went here as fast as I could- cries- Quite a relatable description indeed, well anyway, here's a random POV :D (Corrupted Alhaitham, basically went actually berserk and the plan went wrong and got corrupted by the Divine Knowledge Capsule ehe ehe

that part from Archon Quest where he screams "traitor" at Azar has me in a chokehold, I need this man so bad. just counting days to the update...

Thank you for this amazing playlist! Your playlists are my go-to when I feel like writing 💚💚 So here's a short pov 💚💚 hehe - - "You do realize you are late today." He uttered as he carefully caress the sharp edge of a knife. It glistens under the moonlight, and somehow it mirrors his jade eyes. It was Alhaitham you are facing. Although he failed in his attempt to destabilize the Akademiya, he still walks freely and cause numerous problems across Sumeru. You inhaled deeply before replying, "Hadn't you caused trouble for the guards, I'd be here before you." You slumped across the cold floor as you continued to catch your breath. You knew well that meeting him is wrong, and you can be charged with conspiring with a traitor. However, there's something in him that you find... so irresistible. He threw the knife away and walked towards you. He lowered himself to the ground and forcefully grabbed your chin, "Come now, my darling, following my suggestion would make things easier for you." You scoffed and were about to retort when he speaks again. "End this futile resistance, traveler." His eyes reflected the desire for control. His face drew closer to yours. "Just yield to me." A kiss landed on your lips, warm but assertive. "Join me."

Imagine if he actually went insane and became a villain instead of acting during the archon quest, honestly i would love to see him as a villain-

We shall bow down to the Greatdain and support their growing obbsession with sir Alhaitham Characters with the most playlists; 1. Childe; 13 2. Alhaitham; 11 3. Ayato; 9 4. Diluc; 7 5. Cyno; 6 6. Zhongli, Kaeya; 5 7. Scaramouche, Kaveh; 4 8. Dainsleif, Xiao, Thoma, Tighnari, Danghen; 3 9. Kazuha, Albedo, Capitano, Itto, Pantalone, Aether, Baizhu, Sampo, Gepard, Caelus; 2 10. Razor, Venti, Heizou, Rosaria, Dottore, Pierro, Arlecchino, Welt, Jingyuan, Blade, Luocha, Suna; 1 1 additional point to; _Diluc, Childe, Kaeya, Zhongli, Itto, Ayato, Thoma and Alhaitham_ for being referred to in the _Husbando street race playlist;_ 1 additional point to; _Kaveh, Cyno, Alhaitham and Tighnari_ for participating and being referred to in the _Sumeru men retro spy film playlist._ 1 additional point to; _Kaveh, Cyno, Alhaitham and Tighnari_ for participating and being referred to in the _Sumeru men drunk strip TCG playlist._ 1 additional point to; _Kaveh, Childe, Alhaitham, Aether and Baizhu_ for being referred to in the _Stuck in an elevator with them playlist_ 1 additional point to; _Caelus, Welt, Jingyuan, Blade, Luocha, Sampo, Gepard and Danghen_ for being a part of the _7 minutes in heaven playlist_ Note that *_Halloween w genshin men_* does not count, as it is a holiday playlist with no specific characters being referred to. Also note that *_all genshin men have their eyes on you playlist_* won't count, as no specific characters are being referred to. Two-character playlists were taken to account when making this list. ( _Kaeya and Diluc playlist,_ _Xiao and Cyno playlist_ )

ахаха, удивительно, я не увидела еще здесь коммов на русском, хотя вторая песня на этом языке) благодарю за плейлист! получился он отменным!

I ain't good at POV's because I quit wattpad after a gay fanfic. BUT THAT DOESN'T MATTER, right??? Note(s): Dialogue is separated by "|" ---- "~" = you're speaking ----- "+" = Dadd- Haitham speaking 🌓🌓 *Just a lil bit of Profanity* 🌓🌓 The night was cold and crisp, you were sitting on the couch watching (your favorite show or movie). You suddenly get a phone call. It's from headquarters. You sigh in disappointed at the fact that the call interrupted the good part of the (show or movie). | ~: "Hopefully it's not urgent." | You answered the call only to hear complete silence on the other end. After a couple moments of silence, you heard someone suddenly chuckle. It wasn't calm nor friendly, it was deep sinister chuckle. You immediately recognized who it was as your body starts to tense up. | ~: "Ugh, first you follow me during my work now you're calling me from headquarters? What do you want Haitham?" | Haitham chuckled once more before speaking. | +: "Such a cold greeting, geez. Why can't you just give a warm welcome to your own boyfriend?" | You felt your face burning when he spoke the word "boyfriend". You stumbled on your words a bit. But somehow got some words out. | ~: "Boyfriend? Don't you mean-" | Haitham laughed. | +: "Listen here beautiful/handsome I technically your boyfriend. Well, going off of what happened last time. Which I will never forget last time." | Memories went back to what happened last time. You gave yourself a face palm as your face turned redder than a tomato. You sigh and shake your head. | ~: "Listen Haitham, you know if the heroes catch me with you I'll lose my job." | You heard Haitham scoff at your cold reply. | +: "You think I give a damn? But if you do lose your job as a hero then... we'll be able to hang out more." | Even though you were on call, you could feel him smirking. You sigh in frustration and hung up the call without hesitation. | ~: "That asshole.." | You mumbled under your breath. Not long after you heard a knock at your door that made you jump a bit. You slowly got up a walked cautiously skulked towards the door, looking through the peep hole. You then opened the door slightly and saw Haitham looking down at you. | +: "What a lovely night it is huh?" | Haitham spoke as his eyes glowed like a cats in a pitch black room. He then opened the door quicker than the speed of light and pinned you against the wall. You tried to squirm away from his grasp but he was too strong for you to take on. | ~: "You bastard. Let me go this instant!" | He got closer as he lifted up your head. You felt his other hand grip your wrists up on the wall. But suddenly another side of you had an urge to give in. | +: "I know how bad you want me. You're terrible at hiding it." | Haitham started to softly kiss your neck. You couldn't find the strength to push him away nor physically fight. That part of you gave into him and accepted that you couldn't escape this, you're his... and his only now. | +: "You're not fighting back I see. That means you finally accepted being mine." | Haitham continued to kiss your neck but this time he was biting too. You left out a soft moan of pleasure. You wanted him to stop but you didn't want him to. | +: "Looks like I'm really starting to get you going, hm?" | He whispered in your ear as he bit your earlobe. His hand found his way to your hips, squeezing tight. Your face heated up as you knew exactly what will go down tonight. | ~: "Haitham.. I.." | Haitham placed his index finger on your lips as he shushed you. | +: "I don't want you to calmly say my name... I want you scream it." | He smirked as your eyes widened. LET'S JUST SAY YOU WEREN'T ABLE TO WALK IN THE MORNING :D Ya this POV sucked. Srry y'all xDD

I got inspired to make this pov from a fan theory I read awhile back where Alhaitham is the reincarnation of King Deshret pls enjoy :> gender neutral traveler POV: A prophecy of Ascents. Foretold by the Royal Court Magician, Khassir Al-Qaiyoum, upon the passing of King Deshret. “The Morning Star which guided our rivers, hopes, and destinies has been brought to ashes. The consuming fire of our enemies will imprison our peoples in the heart of the unforgiving desert, wherein a thousand years of toil are to pass among the sands before our King reclaims His throne and people. He shall hail from the Land of Verdure, enrobed in limitless opportunity. From beyond the Wall of Samiel, He shall be born into great wealth and possess wisdom to eclipse that of both Rukkhadevata, and her successor, Kusanali. He shall glimpse divinity, see the truth of His past, and regain all memory of His former existence as our King. In this form, King Deshret shall return on the twelfth night of the month of the Ethereal Moon, led by the light of the Evening Star, Dinéta. His mighty sword will bring justice to our people and the serene song from His lips shall make the heavens weep with remorse. For the very first time in aeons, soothing rain will fall upon the desert wastes and life will return. The scorching sands will be our prison no longer, but a verdant paradise among the plains, unlike anything mankind has seen before. Under Him, we shall arise and become a mighty nation. That which has been denied to our people shall be attained under the auspicious reign of King Deshret. Just as it was so long ago." “Bah!” Kaveh scoffed handing the translated ancient Arabic script back to you. “What nonsense! THIS was what those sodding Eremites hung all their hopes on? Tch. What absolute fools they are-” He begrudgingly hands you the agreed amount of payment for this commission and tells you to vacate his office immediately since he has ‘pressing architectural matters’ to attend to. “Hopefully our next collaboration will yield actual historical rhetoric instead of these asinine fables.” You say nothing as you leave, walking out of the Akedimiya’s central hall out into the light of dusk. After all, you know better than most… that this prophecy, at least the first half of it, has already seemed to come true. You saw it yourself, even though you didn’t quite recognize it at the time. Dehya, Cyno, and the others did say Alhaitham seemed even more distant and cold than usual, even for being at a party in celebration of the rescuing of Lesser Lord Kusanali. Paimon remained oblivious, as usual. Something about him changed at that party… no, that wasn’t quite correct either. Something changed in his mind when he connected to the Divine Knowledge Capsule. He must have seen something unspeakably evil… or did he actually glimpse divinity as stated in the prophecy? You swore you could hear Alhaitham talking to himself, whispering to people who weren’t there in an old Arabic tongue, and it was just yesterday you decided to sneak a glance at that book you’d always see him reading. You wish for the love of everything good in the world that you hadn’t done that. Each page was covered in his obsessive writing over and over forming infinite spirals and concerning images of hellish scenes in the desert from that one sentence that could never exit your memory. *“W̊ǿɹȴƌ, 𖨋ǿɹɠɆᵵ ᴟɆ.”* Against your better judgement, you still decided to keep your word. After all, you and he did plan this date to be on the twelfth of this month. You pause a moment. The twelfth night… Looking up, you could just barely see the bright planet Venus coming into view as the dusky sky went from warm orange to an almost artificial pink. The Evening Star was said to be its most luminous tonight. You arrive at Alhaitham’s home, letting yourself in with the spare key you suspect he swindled off of his roommate. He seemed to be packing bags full of water and food, but immediately took notice of your arrival. “It’s good to see you, Y/N. Please, have a seat.” Alhaitham formally gestures to one of the chairs at the dining table. Out of the corner of your eye, you can just faintly see more scribbles of his manic writing covering the hallway leading to his room. _“So…”_ you try to mask the fear in your voice. “Where would you like to go out?” You feel something cold and smooth near your foot under the table. Glancing beneath the tablecloth, you see traces of what appears to be dry blood on the hardwood floor and what looks like a golden ring attached to an ankle brace. Your mind begins to recoil in abject horror realizing that it looks _just like_ the one Cyno would wear- “I hear there’s a wonderful spot near Sobek Oasis for stargazing.” Alhaitham sits down right next to you, preoccupied with pouring tea into a glass for you. Using this opportunity, you instantly sit upright and look away from the disturbing find near your foot. “For you.” “Ah, how romantic!” You gracefully accept his tea, feigning calmness. “I didn’t know you were into stargazing. You should have told me, I can access a lot of good spots using the Waypoints.” Taking a sip you can’t help but feel something is wrong about this whole thing. Terribly, horribly wrong. “I actually wanted to speak with you about that. You’ve read the prophecy, I assume?” “Prophecy? _What prophecy?_ I don’t-” *“Do not lie to me, Y/N.”* His voice becomes ominous and authoritative. You sit there, frozen with terror. Frozen with the realization that this man has become something you no longer recognize. “I would never lie to you, Alhaitham-” _“Alhaitham?”_ He looks quizzically at you, and it suddenly connects in your mind that you were never speaking with the Akedimiya Scribe. You were speaking to someone else...Oh, Archons… you can feel your blood freeze, and the terror grip your bones so bad you nearly collapse. “I know not this name. *I am King.”*

why are the thirsty villain playlists ALWAYS for alhaitham 😭 😭

GODDAMN 😻 anyways heres a pov!!! gender neutral btw -- “Here you are again,” the scribe mused. “You just can’t resist, can you?” The scribe sat with his legs spread, arms resting on either thigh. His silver hair covered one of his eyes, the visible one narrow, daunting. The corners of his mouth were pulled up into a sadistic smile. Here sat one of Sumeru’s greatest traitors, secretly working to destroy everything from the inside, until he got caught at the wrong place and wrong time. Renowned for his witty and arrogant nature, to say he’s a force to be reckoned with would be an understatement. “Come here, my obedient little pet,” he spoke, motioning with a finger to draw you closer, closer. _What a condescending nickname. Why must he be so good at rubbing you in all the sinfully right and wrong ways?_ You couldn’t deny him. Perhaps it was fear, knowing he’d discard you without a second though should you rub him the wrong way, or submission, how his dominant aura could bring you to your knees in a matter of seconds. Or maybe it was lust, unable to resist the desire pooling in your stomach as the scholar beckoned you closer. “Good,” he cooed. “Sit down, dear,” he patted his thigh. You sat without a second thought. His hand rested on your hip, drawing careful circles. “Let’s get started then, shall we?” he chuckled, before lowering his head to your neck. Just like every other night, his lips trailed all across your smooth flesh. It was a routine at this point, he made it apparent that he loved when you squirmed beneath him. Ever the tease, his hand slowly crawled closer and closer to where you needed him most, stopping just short of the ache in between your legs. A pathetic whine left your throat. “Patience,” the scholar hissed, eyes flickering to your face before returning to giving your neck attention. “Please,” you whispered. You couldn’t do this tonight. Little did the scribe know you’d been thinking about this _all day,_ longing for his touch, longing to feel him _all over you,_ yearning to be _his._ Curse the sun for setting so late, deliberately prolonging your agonizing wait. “How needy,” he muttered. “Very well. I can hardly wait to have you as a mess in my hands anyway.” His lips abruptly connected with yours, his nails digging into your skin. A whine escaped your mouth at the sensation. Your hands roamed his body, his toned arms, his chest, neck, but you decided to entwine them in his hair, desperate for him to be closer. The need for air pulled you both apart, and it was evident in his eyes that he would be taking much, much more than that. You had no complaints. “Al Haitham, please,” you begged once more. “Don’t worry, pet,” he teased. “I’ll give you everything you want and more.” That night’s events would certainly be ones to remember. -- no bc you guys don’t understand that scene after he goes bazonka wonka from the divine knowledge capsule and while hes being dragged by the guards??? and his akasha turns back to green??? and THE SMIRK ON HIS FACE??? I WAS LITERALLY GASPING FOR AIR LORD PLEASE

не ну ламбаду я не ожидала услышать

MY COMMENT WAS DELETED SOMEHOW BEFORE, I DONT THINK I DELETED IT TOO LIKE??? 6:32 GN/READER POV The sky glows as the sun descends, the bright city lights slowly replacing the sun. You let out a deep sigh, glazing out the window watching the sun disappear. Fuck it, you sigh. You threw the pillow you had on your lap to the side. The cold breeze of the streets consumed you. After only ten minutes, there you were, in front of Alhaitham’s hideout. As if he knew you were coming, he opened up the door mere seconds before you were about to knock. A smirk wide and clear even cin the dead of night and his lights off. “Glad you could make it, sweetheart.” he says, grabbing your hand walking backwards as he allows you entrance into his place. “I knew you’d want more.” “Oh shut up.” you retort, grabbing his collar and pulling him down into a kiss. He backed you up against the wall roughly. Who cares if the Akademiya was against him. You don’t. It’s just sex, no strings attached. It’s not like you're falling for him. The hearts beating rapidly in both their chests say otherwise. Alhaitham’s breath on your neck, his mesmerizing scent, soft lips brushing against yours slowly and passionately as you sat in his lap. One of his hands stroked the side of your left thigh. You broke off the kiss, hands placed on his toned abs. “This is wrong Alhaitham, we shouldn’t be-” He rolled his eyes, “Then why’d you come? You knew exactly what you were getting yourself into tracking me down yet again.” He placed a hand under your neck, leaving wet kisses. You let out a moan, him a smirk. “See? You love what I’m doing you, why care if it’s wrong?” His hand moving from your neck to your cheek, “I said nothing about how I didn’t like it. Just that we shouldn’t be. My people will never forgive me. Especially after your betrayal.” You explain, grabbing the hand with the grip Alhaitham has on your cheek. He made you look into his eyes. “Then…in that case…” he started, looking deep into your eyes, stroking your cheek. “...It’s our little secret.” He captured your lips again, his available hand running through your hair. You give in, kissing him back, deepening the kiss as your whole body feels like exploding. The smirk on his lips grew, pinning you down on the sofa. “I will break you, sweetheart. You’re mine now.” he whispered in your ear, spreading your legs apart. You were in love. You both were. Moans filled the room all night and many more nights to come.

Ламбада меня убила. В хорошем смысле, обожаю и просто совсем не ожидала. Автору спасибо за плейлист и примогемов ❤🎉

No idea who this character is and I think I'm way out of my fandom right now, but hey, this playlist is giving ✨spice✨ so have a lil story ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "What happened to 'never coming back', hmm?" The man teases as you stand just inside the door. He doesn't give you time to respond as he gets up and languidly takes the few steps over to you, tilting your chin up with two fingers and smirking as you look away. "I thought you were done with me? Said you'd 'only come crawling back to me in my dreams'?" You cross your arms and huff. "I'm not crawling now and I never will." You protest, still refusing to make eye contact. He chuckles and tightens his grip on your chin, pushing your head to the side and moving closer until his head is next to yours. "We both know that can be changed if I so much as snap my fingers, you're still the same pup that let me muzzle you only last week." He grins victoriously as he feels you shiver slightly. "Now, kneel." His smirk widens as you drop to your knees, head bowed. "There's my good pup, obedient as ever." He leans down and tilts your head up again, making you squirm slightly as his eyes and words alone hold you in place. "Now, pet, are you *sure* you won't come crawling back to me?" He takes a few steps back, sitting in what can only be called in a throne as he pats his thigh expectantly. There's nothing stopping you from standing up and leaving, no guards, the doors aren't even locked... "Good pup." The teasing voice coos in your ear as you lean into the familiar warmth of your worst enemy's chest, taking a few shaky breaths as the junction between your shoulder and neck is painted deep maroon and purple that you know will be tender and hard to hide the next morning. "Right back where you belong... And I'm almost ready to save you from ever having to leave again." There's a sharp edge to the otherwise soft tone that sparks something in the back of your mind... But another well placed bite followed with whispered praise has you plummeting into the fog of your mind. The large doors swing shut behind you as you leave, swearing to never return. Though an annoyingly familiar voice in the deep corners of your mind asks how long that would last as you pull the collar of your shirt up to protect your unspoken answer from any prying eyes. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Does a little dance Tell me how I did :D (In other words, needy writer requires attention 🙇‍♂️) Hope you enjoyed!

But like imagine: "Darling, it our little secret, they can't know" he says as he pulls you in by the hips into a kiss, slowly dragging his hands up and down your back. ....

Things like this have me wishing there was a playlist where you have a villain and a hero fighting for the love of another hero who's sitting on the fence between becoming a villain because they're tired of the messed up system and remaining where they are because it's all they've ever known even though what they do doesn't always feel right.

My hands are itching to pull for this guy! I CAN'T WAIT FOR HIM TO COME HOME!!!

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It has been years since I last wrote smth, even less on english. So I won´t check it a lot and just put it here, I was lazy on thinking names lol As every week, when the sun is slowly setting down, I prepare myself. Every time that day of the week arrives, I think the same thing: ´This should be the last time´. But as always, it is in vain, my body moves on its own, pushed by my own desires that keep knocking on my dreams every time I go to sleep. As always, ´he´ is inevitable, irresistible, unattainable. Always close enough for me to get a taste, but never close enough to be satisfied. After silently going to my room after finishing my duties for the day, a slow glow only seen by my eyes attracts me to the bed. There, inside one of the many pillows, is a small pebble, grey for most eyes, but to those magically inclined, a dark red can be observed from within it. ´He is already there´. I think bitterly, shaking my head when I subconsciously reach out my hand to grab it already. ´I should change first.´ Discarded on the bed is the clothes I usually wear to sleep, so I just quickly change to those, and grab one of the simple dark coats I used to wear when I was younger, and didn´t have to attend court to entertain nobles most of the days. ´Here we go again.´ I grabbed the small pebble in my hands and closed my eyes. “Well, look who is finally here” an amused deep voice is what I immediately hear after a few seconds of being squeezed down by time and space “You sure take your time”. “I do have daily duties to attend, as you surely know. I am not like certain someone who spends his time running his little club” I sigh, opening my eyes to the moon luminated space, a small room in the middle of nowhere, cozy enough to be nice, but impersonal in a way that wouldn't leave any clues as to who lives here. Running a hand through my hair, I look up at the other man in the room. His red, red, oh so red hair shines under the moon glow, a mess as always; it seems like running a criminal organization doesn´t give you time to cut your hair, but he always makes sure to have his best clothes (“I have to look good if I can go down any day. I may as well go with good clothes to meet the devil; I am sure they would appreciate it”). He is getting thinner these weeks, always on move. “How it is going, J” I ask, coming closer to him, and taking a grab on his chin to be able to look better his face, moving it to the side a little to see better with the little light in the room. It seemed that he hasn´t been sleeping at all, typical. “Those nicknames again, sweetheart? You know nobody can enter this place, you don´t have to worry about identities and little secrets here” he murmured letting himself be inspected, but watching me intensely in turn, most likely cataloging the bags below my eyes and the bruise that is slowly being formed on my right cheek. As soon as he caught sight of it, he narrowed his eyes and got out of my hold, to grab my own chin in return, harshly turning my own face to watch the bruise. “What happened.” He demanded to know, because asking is never his forte, he prefers having control and that leaves to space to niceties. “Nothing important, just a stupid fight that I had to break out; this is what I got from it obviously” I sighed, thinking about earlier in the morning, when two adults with the mind of a 5 year old kid ended up fighting because of a woman “You know I am not here to be coddled anyway, don´t worry, I resolved it and got them out of the palace fast. The court will want to save some face, seeing as I am always making order, so it will have repercussions for them” “But what if I want you to coddle you, little prince” he murmured, inching his face close enough I could feel his breath on my lips. “Don´t call me that” I breathed out, placing my hands on his chest. “Even if your dear mother won´t acknowledge it, you are a prince, so no can do sweetheart” he smiled, placing his lips softly over mine, but nothing else, just a touch. At the same time he was talking, he started to walk ahead, making me blindly go backwards “Now, should we go to more urgent issues? I have been waiting impatiently to see you again. I have been thinking about your pretty lips too much, your soft and hard body, those eyes that can only focus and me and later on get so prettily unfocused. We have all night, pretty boy, so should we got on it? I can´t wait to ruin you.” He said, giving me a strong push. “Idiot… I missed you too.” I chuckled, letting myself fall on the bed and looking at this man who is by blood my enemy, a villain on the eyes of every person I know... But well, I guess blood isn’t always that important, even less the opinion of others; it sure isn’t in this small dark room, so far from all our problems and our reality. So, today, once more, I let myself be consumed by him.

This is how it all started guys… 15 chapters, and it all started here. “I’ll only ask one more time. Who do you serve?” You gripped the vine wrapped around the man in front of you. After an unsuccessful interrogation, you had to use force to get this man to spit out the intel you needed. “Please, spare me! I- I’ll tell you everything! Just let me live!” He pleaded. “Then why do I hear your yelps of mercy instead of names?” You growled. You let the vine grow a tremendous amount, enough to grow thorns and pierce this bastard’s skin. “L-Lord Alhaitham! I serve Lord Alhaitham!” He stammered. You look down on the man, and let the vines fall to the ground. “Alhaitham…” you mutter. The Scribe of the Akademiya. Interesting, how the Akademiya was both the protagonist and antagonist. “Guards! Summon Scribe Alhaitham at once.” You order. “Yes, General Mahamatra Y/N!” The guards yell. “I see. So that’s what this man told you?” You sat across the tall Scribe after you had summoned him. But… he seemed neither nervous nor anxious. He was far too nonchalant for your liking. You wanted to watch him squirm. “I’m the one asking questions here, Haitham. Are you the leader of this organization?” Alhaitham’s lips curled into a grin at your attempts of being more frightening than he was. “And if I were, what would you do about it, General Mahamatra?” You shifted uncomfortably in your chair, hoping Alhaitham wouldn’t notice. But nothing escaped his viridian eyes. He saw this as a window of opportunity to take control of the conversation. He stood from his chair and walked over to yours. He bent over and put his hand on your exposed shoulder and whispered in your ear, “If you want to know my intentions, meet me in front of the Sanctuary of Surasthana at midnight.” And with that, he left you, empty-handed and red with embarrassment. “So, you actually came.” You weren’t sure why you decided to come, whether it was the fact that you wanted to settle the score, or because you missed the deep baritone voice of his. You shook off the thoughts like a wet puppy, and turned back to the task at hand. “As General Mahamatra, it’s my job to serve justice.” You deadpan. “Now, you were going to tell me something. Now is the time, don’t you think?” Alhaitham slowly walked towards you, in a deadly but easygoing manner. “Be patient, General. It’s already the climax of the story, might as well savour it while we can.” (Note: I really made Alhaitham break the 4th wall) You huff impatiently and ask, “Why did you make this organization?” Alhaitham smiled, as if he had been waiting for you to ask the question, and perhaps he had been. “The current sages are just puppets of former Grand Sage Azar. And what he wants to do…” “Is to kill Lesser Lord Kusanali.” Your mouth hangs open in shock. Alhaitham kept explaining all the information he gathered. “There has been a new invention created. Something called a Life Capsule. Almost like a Knowledge Capsule. The Life Capsule…” he droned on and on. But you could already piece things together. They wanted to use Lesser Lord Kusanali’s eternal life span, put it in a capsule, so that when they were to use it themselves, they would also live eternally. But what if Grand Sage Azar were to use it, and cone back into power? He would most definitely rule the entirety of Sumeru. What’s to say that he won’t use it as his experimental playground? All the leaves of the green forest and the sands of the red desert would be his. You *can’t* let that happen. But something has been itching your brain ever since Alhaitham went on his rant. “Haitham.” You interrupt him. “I’m not done explaining things.” He says in a monotone voice. You ignore his remark and ask him, “How do you know all of this is true?” He rolled his eyes at you. “I’m the Scribe of the Akademiya. I record everything that goes on in meetings. Everything.” He repeats. You throw your hands in the air in sarcasm. “Alright, I heard you the first time.” Alhaitham slowly looked at you, up and down, eyeing your Dendro vision tied to your collar the most. Abruptly, he asked, “Would you like to join our organization?” You startled, taken aback by his sudden question, for you were deep in thought. “Alright. I don’t want to be a part of *that* anyways.” Alhaitham nodded in agreement. “Then, I’ll see you here every midnight.” He walked away, then stopped and added, *”Don’t be late.”* (My wattpad is @k0pyc4t) (We’ve Got A God To Save, genshinfanfic)

I swear, how do they make 2D fantasy men look so hot? The dude in the background is a new guy on my list of favourite 2D men now haha

It wasn't unusual for the place to be full of "those types" of people. What WAS unusual was the empty corner table. The impatience of fingertips tapping on the bar drew the bartender's eyes yet again, though they were afraid to pry into this dark scion's thoughts. "Another beer, love?" they hesitantly suggest. Cold eyes snap to the human on the other side of the polished wooden surface. "You wouldn't happen to know anything about the missing usual, would you? It would be a shame to find out my employees keep secrets from me..." A nervous lick of lips, though steady ws the replying gaze. Their threats were never made lightly. "Honest, I don't, love. But maybe they do," they nod their head towards a newer group walking in the door. Cold eyes find the three arrivals. Rivals. One of them spots the scion at the bar, almost immediately. Smiling most unpleasantly. An answering tilt of evil pleasure caresses that cold expression as they unfold themselves from their seat, and a thread of worry, of... fear...? settles on three faces when the figure stalks in their direction. Underlings move to cut off escape, and suddenly the three seem to understand what, exactly, they walked into. "Go on and tell me your message... and then you will spill the location of my prize..." NO ONE laid a hand on the town hero. Well, no one else, at least...

Best part would be - they don‘t know that who they are. Like the hero’s wears a mask by his duty and the villain is crazy cold hearted mastermind who sits in the back and watch the world goes down in flames.😂😂 Definitely a movie I would watch😅

Love the title, and i can imagine this as a fanfic. And it sounds like a trope that was newly created. Amazing work as always!

the only problem with this playlist is that it ends 💚💚💚

This playlist has all the vibe of Alhaitham and Cyno's interactions HAHAHAJA

WAKE UP BABE, GREATDAIN POSTED ✨✨

POV my apologies if it’s not too good. Slightly spicy. You walked into the club, in disguise, ready to get the guy who had been wreaking havoc around town. You saw him in a room above looking down at you in the tight outfit that fit in with the club scene. You began to dance seductively until he motioned for you to come to him. You went to the stairs where a guard came to escort you to him. Excited you followed quickly and soon arrived at the room. You went in and he eyed you up and down. He motioned for his guards to leave and they all quickly left the room. He walked up to you and tore the listening device from your body. “Nice try sweetheart, but I’m not that easy.” His deep voice sent shivers down your spine. “I wasn’t hoping for you to be.” You smiled and charged at him with two daggers from under your clothes on your back. He caught your arms and shoved you against a wall causing you to drop them. “That wasn’t very nice.” He said in a mocking tone. You then wrapped your legs around him in an attempt to kick the back of his knees. It worked and he dropped onto his knee. You stood behind him pointing a gun you had kept strapped to your thigh. “That was a nice move you could’ve stayed there a little longer.” He chuckled and started to stand up. “You are done for. I’m putting you away for good.” It almost seemed too easy. And you were right. He gestured to his chest and you looked down to see a red dot on yours. “It’s a shame really they have you blindfolded from the truth.” His voice softened as he began to sit down. “I know. But what choice do I have. I become like you and they’ll send another me to end me.” You sat down too, red dot following you as you walked over to the couch. He made a motion with his hand and the dot disappeared. “Then why don’t you come join me, even if it is just in the night.” He looked you over and stared at your thighs with a hunger in his eyes. You couldn’t deny that he is attractive. His deep voice, piercing silver eyes that accented his white hair, and that mysterious aura about him it was all very tempting. “If I can’t guarantee that I can keep myself safe, what makes you think you can.” You wanted to believe that things would only end badly with him, but he was impossible to touch in battle and even harder to find. The only reason you found him was because of a rat. And you were sure that he allowed you to get the drop on him on purpose. “I swear it on my life that the one who has been after me, since my first appearance in public, will be of utmost priority.” He looked at you, grinned and took your hand. “Let’s get out of here.” He took you out the back to his car and drove you to his place. You noticed how heavily guarded it was. It looks like he really will keep his promise, you thought. He lead you to his room and began to tear you out of your tight clothes. You followed his lead and stripped him down. “You are mine now and I’ll make sure no danger comes to you.”

_не ожидал услышать русскую песню, за это отдельный лайк

The battlefield was in shambles. Fire and explosions went off all around them in the distance. People screamed from under wreckage for someone to come help, but no one was coming for a while. But that didn’t matter to y/n. All that mattered was themself and the ridiculously seductive man in front of them. This was a world of Villains and Heroes, but those were just titles. The ones who gave them the titles were the ones in power. Everything was ruled by power, the government, the business world, and everything far and in between. So if you wanted to be in power, you would usually have to be born into it, and lucky for them, y/n was a rare case of being born from two non-powered parents. Not like y/n knew who they were.. Y/n rose the ranks quickly, demolishing everyone in their way, whether it was hero, villain, or civilian. They quickly became on of the top ten most powerful “Heroes” in the world. But that was soon recognized by the ruthless and notorious Hero slayer. The man who fights the most powerful beings in search for something no one has been able to figure out. The two most popular theories are that the man is searching for the fight of his life or partner(unknown time) The infamous man’s interest piqued when y/n finally made the rank of top five in less than two years. The fan bases and theorists took instant hold of the new information, betting that the two would either fight to the death or b@ng each other till the other couldn’t move. Or both. Before the present, the Slayer has been stalking our precious y/n everywhere, taking note of everything they did, memorizing their schedule for the loophole of the perfect time to fight. Now the present. He was having a pretty good fight with y/n. Every move one did, was blocked and met with a counterattack from the other. This was the first time he bled in a while. He ended up overpowering them and knocking them out. Picking them up, He brought y/n back to his apartment. Once they woke up, y/n realized they were tied up. Their wrists were handcuffed to the top of the bed poles. “Hello Sparkles.” - whdhekskwheiwbrj what?? - They thought. “Did you have a nice sleep? I hope so. Anyways, I need you to eat this for me, will you?” The gag wouldn’t allow them to speak, so y/n ended up screaming as best as they could at him, struggling to get out of the handcuffs. Unfortunately, y/n was to weak to do anything right now. He untied their gag, and held a mini cupcake up to their mouth. Y/n refused it as best as they could, but he ended up chuckling and he forced it down their throat. It was laced with drugs. …..passionate night spent and time skip till next morning….. Y/n’s eyes slowly opened up, and they were in her bedroom. Slayers pants were being belted and shoes being tied. He walked to the door and looked back. “It’s our little secret, ok?” The door shut

"You have to stop this, Yoshua," the voice of his oldest friend warned. "She's using you. How can you not see that?" Yoshua stood in the doorway not turning around. "At least She's been honest with me." "Honest?" Shae scoffed incredulously. "You really believe what's she told you? You really think our friend would do that? To a child? Hera may be a lot of things but she's not a murderer." "Wouldn't be the first time." The silence clung in the air, the only sound was the wind whistling through the open door. Shae shuddered. She knew this was wrong, and yet. Yoshua stood for a moment longer before the door swung shut behind him as he left. Hera watched as Yoshua disappeared towards the town. How many nights had it been now since he started leaving in the middle of the night? How many nights had it been since looking her in the eye? All she remembered was that woman's voice echoing in her ears, "He's mine now."

Your playlist is soo good! Btw- ekhem- POV MAKER, COME HERE! WE NEED YOU!!

Time to create scenarios in my head about this man 🫶

Why does everyone has such good povs to make a whole compilation and put it into a fan fiction

Pov you are searching for the pov you wrote 💀. No way that got deleted 💀🗿😭

It's obvious who's your favorite at this rate 😭

Here we go again… *opens google docs*

First thing I thought of from the title was Hawks and Dabi 😭 just me?

No because THIS ONE, is the best Alhaitham playlist yet. Now if you'll excuse me, I will be listening to this 20/7 (because i still have to sleep)

Ah how much I have fallen in this rabbit hole called genshin that I could instantly recognize it was alhaitham ps:: the playlist is very good.😆😉

I really love this concept of how the music relates to how someone or both of you react to each other ❤

It's so good to see a playlist with missio and grandson, I've been listening to them for like five years and they're still so underrated

Really didn't expect Russian song coming the second.... 😎

DAMN IT IM TOO EARLY THAT NO ONE HAS POSTED A FANFIC

La estaba escuchando sin leer el titulo y me sentía como si estuviera en pleno debut de mi gran carrera como teibolera o de dama de compañía

Finally some music that isn't the same tiktok songs every dang time. Thank you for this 🙂

Danny’s Hero x Villain povs be like:

Me looking at the title: what? 😳 EDIT: TAIL IS HERE!!! YES, I AM.

The title of the video gives *Danny Phantom etc* vibes 😂

I’ve never clicked so fast in my entire life !! I love your playlists sooooo much !!! 💖

I'll be back for povs ✨😘

He's waiting for you in your bed. Your late. Finally he hears the door. Your home. Your frame fills the doorway as he props his shirtless body up to look at you. Your covered in blood. "Help me forget," you whisper. Your tired of being the hero right now. You go to him, needing to forget everything that just happened. His mouth brushes the shell of your ear. His hands are everywhere. "Who?" he asks softly. "Who will I be visiting tonight?" Silence overtakes the room. "Your father," you reply. Haha! Love you guys!

Out in the night, the two tangoed, far past the hours of the actual ball. Their footwork was impeccable, competitive, and familiar to one another, impossibly so for one. “Do I know you?” She hummed, peering through veiled obsidian lashes. “You may. I know you,” he answered, voice as velvet as his grace. A sharp turn, a dramatic dip beneath the hollow moon. Only the burning reds of their eyes glinted in the dark. “…You.” “Me.” A spin, and blades pressed against both pale throats, chest brazenly to chest. “We have some catching up to do~” [Blacke Priest]

ЛАМБАДААА МЫ ТАНЦУЕМ У БАРА ВЕЕЕСЬ ДЕЕЕЕЕНЬ

Imagine my surprise, when i click on this here recommended video....and hear Sunmi and Taemin!! ❤️❤️

taste by stray kids would meet the vibe for this too 😍 THIS IS SUCH A GOOD PLAYLIST THO OMG

Am I the only one who also kinda sees Sanji from one piece? Without reeding the title I thought it was him XD

Огромный лайк за "ламбаду".

EVERY NIGHT?!?! HOW AM I WALKING?!?!

This playlist needs more attention, I love this so much. Thank you for making this playlist

MISSIO DIZZY IS IN HERE AND MY MAN TAEMIN?!?! BEST PLAYLIST EVERRRRR ♡♡♡♡♡♡

Would make for an interesting plot. I believe the first song is a great introduction to this playlist, personally. Don’t know much about the character, but a good or interesting concept overall.

I screamed when dizzy played! Ill keep refreshing the comsec to see if there are POVS

I am slowly falling love with this man, and your playlists are not helping 😭😭 Fr tho, Alhaitham please, I am a hole 👍

Any book recommendations? 👉🏼👈🏼🥺

This would totally be me ;w;.

the fact that you have gangster, buttons, and tail all in a row- 🛐🛐🛐 MAJOR CREDITS FOR ADDING TAIL BY SUNMI ANOTHER AMAZING PLAYLIST 😩

I WANT A MANHWA ABOUT THIS RIGHT NOW

OMGG This playsit drive me crazyy.The songs soo fineee😝.Anyway, this playsit deserved with a like and one of my subscriptions. I hope you will give me many more playsits like thatt🤗

"Haitham, was this really worth it?" They said sitting up from the bed as their beloved put on his shirt after there session. The apple of their eye looked at them with a heart stricken look "Darling I understand its that time of night for you when you think everything futile, but listen I have fallen for you like an apple from a tree who has been continuous put on the highest branch, every time I see you no matter if in battle or in bed I know why it is worth it to me." He spoken wishing he could wash away the worry from his Venus's complexion. As his words speak like jam on toast sweet and easy through the throat and ears they're doubts are not found to have any volumes in this situation. He steadily get's back into the bed on which they'd spent most nights, then wraps his hands around his midnight thoughts ridden apple of Venus. Snuggling into the nape of their neck ready to cuddle and discuss about the worries after such acts and sleep together in loving embrace. They lay in the embrace fleeting still ever burning passion of lust behind before it reforms into then timeless talk of pillows and blankets. Symbolism The uses of the terms such as Venus Apple and the falling of an apple adds senses is by the terms of Greek mythology where the term The apple of Venus relates to love and desire. While the use of the falling Apple helps strength this link with another linking symbolism to the act of love. The term although mentioned in passing such as apple of your eye is also a term used for those of interest and love. In short the wording of apples is of love ( And jam for the relation to apple cider jam and toast which is a very soothing after food for many) I gotta write an piece than anylse in a few weeks so all the writting i do probs gonna have a anaylse

There's literally a guy on Tiktok making videos about this 😆

Theses POVS y'all are great, it's doing something to the singles tho

Ламбада? Неожиданно, спасибо за плейлист ❤

Jesus Christ, I just got back into genshin and this man already has me on my knees

I imagine this as the Villain making the hero fall for them but the Hero doesn't want to fully give in since its morally wrong: Hero:"We can't... It's wrong!" Villain: "But you want to... We both want this... Who even cares~?"

I think my comment got deleted but,, i really did write the fanfic about this lmao (Metanoia from riveranova on ao3 ✊️)

I swear you're making it harder and harder for me to save for Dottore and I need staff of homa for Zhongli I don't have enough money for this 😩

WAITING FOR THE POV WRITERS' SERVICES RN CUZ HAITHAM SITS JUST RIGHT HERE

clicked for the songs, stayed for alhaitham bc he's pretty

you know a playlist's good when it starts with missio and ends with grandson xo

Who wouldn't want to hook up with a villain. In my opinion if I fought a hot villain I would let him capture me anytime!

I think YT's onto me, I'm legit reading fics about a hero/villain pairing rn💀

The title is already a whole wattpad story-

ламбада теперь ассоциируется с этим плейлистом

The concept is everything tho. And I love Missio. Hes so edgy lol. Very fun for character writing. Also YAS simon.getting more love on Super Psycho Love. That is a serious top of the list sexy aft song. Seen it a ton over fan vids for Loki or Moriarty when sherlock and early marvel were all the rage. It just worked so good for anything hot.