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buferfliz · 4 years

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Pick Your Poison

This is my first CYOA that I’m posting. I hope you all like it. I would like to thank @queensynderella for the awesome banner on this page and for her help on how to set this thing up lol and i want to thank my twinny, even though she doesn’t have a tumblr, for the awesome banners for each result. Enjoy.

These stories take place in a VIllain AU and the events occur after all the characters have turned 21.

Warnings: Swearing, Alcohol consumption

Club Inferno was the hottest new club and you had been dying to go but no one would agree to go with you. So what if it’s on the more villainous side of the city, you think to yourself.

“It’s not like it’s some exclusively villain club.” You say to the emptiness of your apartment. “I need new friends.” You scoff. “Fuck I need a new life.” You think out loud.

You were bored with your mundane job and your boring friends who were happy with the same old thing, the same routine every day. Maybe they were more cautious because they were quirkless. Maybe you were more adventurous because you did have a quirk. Who knows? You think. Regardless, you were tired of it. You weren’t even sure how you had ended up here. You weren’t interested in becoming a hero but you wanted more than a boring office job and more than spending another Saturday night home alone.

“Fuck this. I’ll just go alone. I can take care of myself and besides maybe I can find a hot villain to call my own.” You proclaim to no one. Anything would be better than this, you think to yourself as you begin getting ready for your night out.

You finish securing your hair in an updo using the mirror before smoothing your short tight dress. You admire the way it hugs your curves just right and how it shows off your legs and cleavage. You check your makeup and wipe the small amount of lipstick from the corner of your mouth. “Ok let’s do this.” You say to yourself as you leave your room. You grab your keys, jacket, and small purse and head out into the pleasant night.

You take the train downtown and get off at the station across the street from the club. The outside entrance is bathed in red and orange lights. Club Inferno written in nice script with carved flames surrounding it. This place looks nice, the rumors about villains frequenting here were probably exaggerated, you think as enter through the large doors. Upon entering you are greeted by a large man. You hand him your ID and after scanning it, he hands it back to you and allows you to enter the club properly.

You look around taking in your surroundings. There’s a large wraparound bar to one side adorned with intricately carved flames and illuminated with an effect that makes them appear to dance like real ones. Similarly the bottles of liquor are backlit by the same dancing flame effect. Across from the bar is a large crowded dancefloor with a DJ station at the end. Lights flash and move as the colors change bathing the dancing masses in their light. Flanking the dancefloor on either side are roped off areas where some people are sitting on comfortable looking couches drinking. Must be the VIP sections, you think, I wonder if there are any villains in there.

So far, you’ve only seen what appears to be normal fun loving club goers enjoying a good time. You frown a bit. I knew the rumors were just exaggerations, you think to yourself. You should feel relieved that you wouldn’t have to worry about any potential danger but instead you just felt a little disappointed.

Maybe you were more of a thrill seeker than you thought. What had you been expecting anyway? Some sexy villain showing up, sweeping you off your feet, and fucking you senseless? Not very realistic. You realized that you were hoping for that though. You shake your head as you decide to do a lap around the club to check people out. As you approach the VIP areas, you try to see who might be in there but the lighting and angle does not allow you to see much.

Little did you know that as you made your way around, you had garnered the attention of a certain someone whose eyes now followed your every movement.

Those eyes watched you walk, admiring the fit of your dress. They watched you dance, observing the sensual way you would move your body to the music. The man whom these eyes belonged to delighted in your every curve and movement. Soon he let his mind wander. How would you move those sexy curves in response to his touch, to his kiss, to his bite? How would you writhe beneath him when he was buried deep inside you? What delightful song would tumble from your lips as he had his way with you? As soon as he saw you take a seat at the bar he knew it was time to make his move. He wanted you and he always got what he wanted, he thought as a devious smirk came to his lips.

You take a seat at the bar to rest and order yourself a drink. You scan the room as you wait for the bartender to come over. Ok so maybe you were there alone and maybe there weren’t any villains like you had originally hoped but you were still having fun and that was what mattered. You laugh to yourself as you turn back towards the bar. It’s probably a good thing that there were no villains there. What would you actually do if one approached you? I wonder. You think as you shake your head.

The bartender comes over to you and places a drink in front of you. You furrow your brow. “I didn’t order anything yet.” You say. “No, but it would appear that you have an admirer. He sent this over.” The bartender tells you. “Wait. Who sent it over?” You ask. The man just gives you a little smile and walks away. You look at the drink and then look around the room trying to figure out who could have sent it to you. Confused but excited at the prospect of an admirer and a free drink, you grab the glass. As you raise it to your lips, an unbidden thought jumps to your mind:

Be careful what you wish for….

What are you drinking?

Absinthe

Martini

Hurricane

Vodka on the Rocks

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