songs for your path to villainy ✤【snazzy villain playlist】

【full timestamps】 ✤ [00:00] 1: trouble (annella) ✤ [03:16] 2: villain (stella jang) ✤ [06:27] 3: villainous thing (shayfer james) ✤ [09:49] 4: happy face (jagwar twin) ✤ [12:40] 5: a good song never dies (saint motel) ✤ [16:02] 6: red stilettos (annella) ✤ [19:14] 7: you're nobody till somebody wants you dead (saint motel) ✤ [22:56] 8: choke [acoustic] (idkhow) ✤ [26:13] 9: one eye open (lola blanc) ✤ [29:29] 10: shoot him down! (alice francis)

i have an odd idea: 1920s flapper who gets fed up with everything happening to her. She takes over her town or something.

bro these are the perfect songs how do you have the best music taste

tHIS IS SO GOOD I SWEAR-

The hero really created an account every month since this masterpiece was released to dislike it lmao

Jazz music echoed through a secluded bar on the outskirts of one of the oases. Many of the patrons meeting there would've had trouble getting served anywhere else, but this bar was lenient so long as you didn't cause trouble. One particularly well-dressed woman descended the stairs, her avian ancestry most evident in her wide brown wings that marked her as some kind of owl-blood. Her bright yellow eyes surveyed the room for a long moment before settling on a table with a lone scorpion-blood and two glasses. Walking over, Kye placed a careful hand on the table, tapping out a specific rhythm before sitting down. The man passed her the glass of soju, and immediately started drinking his baijiu. "Rough week, old friend?" "Kye, you're my family and I love you, but I'm not really in the mood for this today," Zhihao sighed, rubbing his forehead with one gloved hand while sipping from his glass with the other. "The patriarchs fighting again?" She winced, hearing the jazz fade into an accompaniment for a tenor saxophone solo. She'd have to get them a tip later. "You... have no idea..." He groaned, "Left and right, they just won't stop bickering! If they could get everything together then this partnership might actually work out but until then I'm condemned to listening to them all day." Kye reached over and clasped his shoulder firmly, avoiding the sensitive chinks in his pseudo-exoskeleton. The scorpion-blood just groaned, rifling around in one of his pockets to find something. "So what do you actually call me here for?" The owl-blood sipped her glass of soju with an almost amused look drifting over her face. "As much as I'd love to catch up and all, we're busy. Hit me with it." Zhihao swallowed a large gulp of his baijiu before sliding a paper across the table. He reflexively adjusted one of his gloves, just to make sure that they were on right. "We're leaving paper trails now?" Kye plucked the paper off of the table, running one polished talon down the list. "I can get most of these done fairly easily, but this one..." She pointed to a bullet point around halfway down, "It might just take a while." Zhihao waved a hand, shrugging slightly. "Time is not going to be an issue for a while. So long as things are completed before your deadline, they should have no issue with it. Or how you get it done." Kye raised an eyebrow, tucking the paper away in one of her dress pockets. "You know how I operate, Zhihao. I'll send over transmissions if anything goes awry." He nodded, staring off into space. "Alright, what's going on?" "Huh?" "You're staring out like a pining fool," Kye whispered affectionately, almost like it was a secret. Zhihao flushed furiously, his shoulders coming up to cover his red ears as he hunched over in his seat. Kye's jaw dropped. "Dear heavens, good sir. We were just talking about murder contracts a minute ago, and now you're flustered?" The scorpion-blood looked like he wanted to strangle his distant cousin. "Not. So. Loud." Zhihao bit out from behind gritted teeth. Kye only smiled and flicked her hand dismissively. "Zhihao, nobody here cares. Practically everyone in this bar is in some variant of the same business as us." "That does not make it better." "True, but we don't have to worry about censoring ourselves." Kye opened her mouth like she was going to say more, but the owl-blood was interrupted when the door to the bar was knocked down the stairs. Shouting filled the room, music instantly stopping and many annoyed growls rippling over the space. It was unanimously agreed. Everyone for themselves. Zhihao instantly charged the men entering down the stairs, yanking off his gloves to jab his oddly-shaped nails into their necks. They dropped in seconds, the scorpion-blood's venom attacking their nerves with an unnatural speed. Kye wasn't far behind, slashing her talons across their throats, eyes, and anywhere else that was convenient. She managed to make it out of the door, slipping on an extra pair of bracers for her forearms as she did so. Dodging another soldier's attacks, she hit them across the neck before reaching out her arms to Zhihao, who had just exited the building. He wrapped his hands around the bracers, making sure that there was no possibility that he could accidentally make Kye fall out of the air. The two took to the skies, flying low over buildings and retreating back to the underground once they'd reached one of the further entrances. They then separated, Kye heading off to wipe out the list and Zhihao to try and mediate the arguing of their family's two rival patriarchs. Just another average Thursday. https://www.wattpad.com/user/DeadlyGoldenAzalea Thanks for reading!

OMG I LOVE THE VIBES THIS PLAYLIST IS GIVING ME

Omg yesss finally a playlist that has stella jang

when stella jang started singing, I was confused, I thought a korean song playslist started playing hhhh. Thank uuu yuecubed for this excellent choice of songs.

I bet that one dislike is from the hero

thank you for this, im currently writing a story where the main character is a villain! (a very snazzy one at that) and this has given me a ton of inspiration and some great music to listen to!

0 dislikes everything is balanced as everything should be :)

This is giving me Bellatrix Lestrange or Harley Quinn vibes idk why But I like it

Okay, I originally wasn't gonna comment, but I was sitting here thinking "hmm, it would be cool if choke was in this playlist" and then it just comes on, like the second that I thought that. Love the playlist, 10/10, tysm for posting it! It's really helping me get through all my chem hw right now!! :)

THIS PLAYLIST IS AMAZING

The pictures, the song♥️💋👌🏻 unreplicable…we villains need a new one soon….

Yes... finally I have my villain's playlist... A soundtrack for conquering the World

The playlist starts with Annella's Trouble? Ooh, we're in for a treat~

i just recently found your account, and i love it. this playlist is my favorite, EVERY. SINGLE. SONG. SLAPS. writing with these in the background has been a game changer, ty <3

Him: I always thought of myself as the hero, the man who could do no harm. But then I met her and I realized the only difference between a hero and a villain is perception. Because for her, I was the hero, and for anyone who looked her way... let's just say they won't be doing that again. —— Her: We make eye contact from across the ballroom, He, like it, is beautiful, lounging back at his cloth covered table. His hair dark, almost black, his body lean but cut sharply with toned muscle. I've never thought much of brown eyes but then, I'd never seen his. Bourbon whiskey. The kind you'd see a boss drink, swirling it in their glass while looking - or more like plotting - upon their city of crime, cars, lights and stars. Eyes that make the world come alive and girls look quickly away, blushing. I look at my glass of water, suddenly thirsty. I should have got the wine. Of course I'd only be here for a little while, balls generally suck regardless of their beauty. I'm sorry but who wants to eat caviar and the meat the chef got too lazy to cook? Regardless, I'm here to do what I do best, dance. That's why I snuck in after all. I look up to seek out a partner just to be drawn back over to the whiskey colored eyes that I find have never left me, making my heart speed up irrationally. I'm not sure what I'm doing as I stand from my table and start walking over to the beautiful man, I just know that i want to dance. A small smirk appears on his lips as I move towards him, as if he can read my confused thoughts. God, this is a bad idea but I remind myself that It's just a dance, just a dance. I will never see this man again unless it's on the cover of a magazine and with that thought my inhibitions subside and I- I stop in front of the beautiful man and look down at him. He's even more striking up close. With razor sharp cheekbones and a dark little beauty mark an inch from the edge of his right eye. I could look at him forever. But It isn't until his full lips move to form a deep "hmm?" That I snap out of it to ask "um, hello. Would you like to dance?". He chuckles as if he finds my question amusing. "Aren't I supposed to ask you that?" His deep voice growls. "Well this is the 21st century, and you haven't, so I am." "Hmmm, and what if I said I didn't know how to dance?" He says in thought, taking my hand in his rough fingers. WHAT? He doesn't know how to dance? "Well then I'll lead, of course." I manage to get out. Amusement dances in his eyes as he looks up at me and replies, "You'll lead?" "Yes, I will." I say stubbornly. "Well then" he stands, kissing my hand, and only then do I realize his true size. He's almost a foot taller than me, but the way he takes my hand and the heat - or more like blaze - with which he's currently staring down at me, makes me feel delicate rather than small. My throat dries and I stare back up at him only to break eye contact when I hear the current music stop to change, I remember my goal. I take his hand and he lets me lead him, easily keeping up with his long legs, to the center of the ballroom. My favorite place. I turn around to face him just in time for the music to start, sounding like pure, deep, dark silk to my ears, unlike the satin in its name. I remember this masterpiece, although I'm not sure from where, 'Satin Birds' by Abel Korzeniowski, the most beautiful piece I've ever heard. No question in my mind. As I look up to the handsome stranger I can't help but think, it fits him perfectly.        With his large yet elegant hand still in mine, I put his other hand on my shoulder, like I would normally be the one to do, before putting my hand on his waist, because I am going to lead after all. I take a step back, making sure to take him with me, counting to 3, then a step to the side, slightly struggling because of our size difference and that I'm not used to leading. "What are you doing?" He asks with a dark furrowed brow. "Leading of course." I look down as I reply in order to not mess up the foot work he seems to be doing quite easily. I'm not struggling too much, I'd just like to see what I'm doing as I'm the one that's supposed to lead. "No, why are you doing the part of the man and I the woman?" "Hmmm," I think about that for a second as I attempt to spin him out, which doesn't exactly work out so I pretend that I meant to just slightly yank him to the side... yeah real good, Enie. "Well, you did say that you're supposed to ask me to dance, probably because you're the man. So I figured," I take a step forward, watching out for his steel tipped dress shoes. "how about we switch roles then?" I look up to him as I finish my sentence and smile which gets his sculpted brow to un-furrow. But I quickly look down as to not mess up but it's too late and I step on his steal tip, making our dance slightly more comical. Eh, think about it, really I'm doing him a favor by stepping on his steal tip. Im sure those cost too much to not use them, right?      So I don't really care as I know my favorite part of the song is coming up so when it reaches its peak, I go in to twirl him like I'm normally twirled. Shooting his hand in the air, But in that moment rather than me twirling him, he puts his other hand on my waist and spins me around, stopping me with my back to him. What's he doing? He pulls me into himself and wraps a strong arm gently around my waist whispering In my ear "yeah, enough of that". He takes the lead. "Hey" I whisper, slightly out of breath, I don't know if it's from the dance or from his proximity, I'll say the dance. "Hmmm?" He hums to my ear, sounding melodic with his voice. I melt into him, feeling his hard chest on my back, taking me where I need to go on a slower part of the song before twirling me back around to face him. Snap out of it Enie. I look up at him to see him smiling lightly, he likes to dance I realize. "I thought you didn't know how to dance?" I call him out. "I never said that." He replies. "Well... I guess you didn't, but why make me believe that?" "I guess I just wanted to see what you'd do" he chuckles, "Now that I know, I won't be doing that again." "Hey!" I gently hit his arm "it was fun." I giggle. "Yeah..." he gazes at me "it was." we stare at each other for a second before he speaks again, words that I cannot answer. ——— Hey guys, I actually made a Wattpad of this if you wanted to read more! It’s called ‘Satin Birds’ by Elamore L. But my account name is Aleksalta