#Demencia looks so kind too....

[aimasup]

Thinking about the orientation videos and the hat imagery in Villainous (I guess this is my base hyperfixation now) and it kind of occurs to me

And I'm not judging this based on the actual show's prop and bg design because they actually look fantastic

I'm judging this because his personality is near the same wavelength as Demencia but with more experience and self-control

yet half the braincells are spent on 'extra or else'

In the Boxmore orientation video his idea of a security system is SPIKES and FLAMETHROWERS and BUZZSAWS in every conceivable corner (something along those lines) he sounded like a gleeful kid help

In a test animatic for the characters he says one of Flug's very efficient designs is dogshit because 'it doesn't have a camera attached to it so you can watch the horrible death over and over again'

I guarantee you that Flug, flight machine enthusiast and engineering expert, did not come up with the design of the giant fucking Hat-shaped ship they soar around the sky in

Maybe he came to BH with a few drafts that look like horrifying war machines but still relatively plane-shaped and has the blatant hat logo on it

But BH shot them all down and went 'NO a puny logo isn't enough the WHOLE THING HAS TO BE A FUCKING HAT'

THIS BITCH IS NOT AERODYNAMIC

I get it's wacky cartoon logic nothing is subtle but it's funny to imagine Flug sobbing as he builds this monstrosity because his boss, on-brand with the god thing, isn't satisfied with making the very clouds in the sky hat-shaped it has to be a hat plane with the logo on it too just to be sure

[restinpanic]

Heyy! (Yes I’m still awake) BUT I HAVE A REQUEST AND I REQUIRE YOUR BEAUTIFUL WRITING SKILLS. (Get to this whenever you feel like and if any requests I make in the future make you uncomfortable just delete them!)

Anyways *ahem*

Blackhat and Dr. Flug with an s/o that is a songwriter? (Have fun with this!)

Thanks for the request, Gigi! :)

✈️Dr Flug✈️:

💙It is a fact for us that Dr. Flug doesn't really like music. Don't take him wrong, he just didn't find the kind of music that made him feel. Not until you appeared in his life.

💙Yours songs really made him feel something different. Maybe it was the way you sang? The metaphoric style you wrote your lyrics? However it was, it completely messed with him.

💙In random times, you'd caught him humming your songs under his breath, or imitating the beats with his fingertip without noticing. Now he knows why Demencia always tried to find his taste in music (and she's slightly jealous that YOU were the one who finally found it).

💙If you ever write him a song, FOR HEAVENS, this man would melt in front of you. At first, he wouldn't know how to react. Should he say a simple 'thank you'? No, no, that'd be too little. A moment of silence would pass where you would simply be staring at his blushing face, and then he'd finally give you a brief hug of thanks. Our doctor would certainly have difficulty demonstrating affection, but you could always see in his face (even covered) how grateful he is for you. Later, he would probably write you a thank you letter. He was always better at writing down his thoughts than actually saying them.

🎩Black Hat🎩:

🖤We don't really know Black Hat's vision of music, but it's clear that he wouldn't like anything too modern. He's a traditional man, after all.

🖤As we saw, his main hobby is read newspapers, and if he had to listen to something, it'd probably be the scream of his victims, and not some rhythmic notes.

🖤Despiste that, when feeling too stressed, he listen to some classic music. Happily, it helps to calm down the urge of putting his minions' heads on a plate. His opinion on general songs would not change because of you. There are many things that Black Hat hates, and just few things that he likes, so it'd be a challenge for you to get him to compliment you on your work.

🖤Writing him songs wouldn't be a big surprise for him. If you do something too sappy, it will definitely make him raise an eyebrow and show uou the stink eye. Maybe write a lyric that boosts his ego? It wouldn't be too surprising, he's used to it.

🖤Writing something he likes wouldn't be an easy job, but it wouldn't be impossible. After several times of failing, you'd finally write something that he doesn't hate. While you sang and played for him (on the instrument of your choice), you'd swear you saw his frown disappear for a few seconds. It could be your imagination, you were too focused to think too much about it.

🖤After the end of the song, a deafening silence would fill the room. You were expecting the usual bluntness. The look on his face was indescribable, making you think that maybe your song was so bad that even angered him (wow). But when you finally open your mouth to say something, he would say:

—You did good.

🖤He would never mention this event to anyone, but every time you remembered it, a smile would appear on your face.

Thank you for reading!🌻☀️

[atwistedandbrokentale]

Some mouse who laughs au facts I thought up of

Mickey was just an ordinary mouse with an ordinary life. He had a good job, a wife who was expecting and two best friends who stick by him

One day, he saw something he shouldn’t have and had to do something so the criminals would make sure he doesn’t squeal

He had to be a scapegoat for them and unfortunately a superhero (the duck avenger) thought he was their leader and in trying to catch him, Mickey fell in a vat of thinner

The thinner isn’t actually thinner. It’s a nickname for some kind of chemicals. It made him deranged.

It also bleached his skin white. He uses makeup to hide it as a civilian but people think it’s the other way around

The mouse who laughs schemes are mostly impulsive pranks and shows in order to cheer people up and make them laugh. Everyone thinks he’s annoying however. Like a prank YouTuber.

Despite being a guy, his personality is more inspired by Harley Quinn than the joker. As well as Jinx from Arcane and Demencia without the obsessive love and Spinel without the angst (maybe 👀)

Mickey isn’t the first guy to put on the mouse who laughs costume. It originally belonged to his father, Julius, who with his sidekick (and friend) Alice, were known as the daring duo

The next was his older brother, Oswald. He was more of an anti hero but he still made people laugh.

But when it was Mickey’s turn, it was just before his one bad day

Mickey’s niceness hasn’t gone away. It’s still there even as the mouse who laughs

Instead of smiles, the mouse who laughs is obsessed with laughter. After all, that is a toon’s purpose

The mouse who laughs isn’t above laughing at himself

Bendy the dancing demon is his Harley Quinn

For Bendy’s backstory, he was a new toon on the block who fell in love with Mickey Mouse. When Bendy finds out Mickey is the mouse who laughs, he’s thrilled. He is a demon after all

Bendy acts like the tagalong kid like Steven universe in s1 and maybe 2. He is just the tagalong kid to the villain

Mickey likes Bendy but thinks of him as a little brother

Even if Mickey doesn’t love him the same way he does, Bendy is just glad to be by his side

Mickey and Minnie (as well as Donald and Daisy) are not a couple in this au but rather siblings and cousins. This explains not only why they look like gender swapped versions of each other but also leaves room for another ship if you know what I mean ;)

It’s Donmick, I ship Donmick

I mean come on, it’s this universe’s batjokes

Mickey starts off hating the duck avenger. He is such a wet blanket and he’s always raining on his parade.

But as time goes on, he actually starts to admire him. Whoever the duck avenger is, he must be brave to try and fight him. And he’s handsome too

Donald on the other hand, is more annoyed with the mouse who laughs. He’s so loud and obnoxious.

But he does have mortals and he can respect that. Kind of sweet to him too despite being enemies. Maybe a little cute?

How would Donald find out about Mickey’s secret identity? Why by his laughter of course

How would Mickey find out Donald’s secret identity? Well, he’s smarter than most people give him credit for. He was a detective in one life, you know

Despite being a villain, Mickey doesn’t actually think of himself as one. He sees himself more as a performer doing his job

That’s all I got

[mysticalbookkeeper]

I barely saw Villainous, all I saw are clips and some videos talking about the show on YouTube as I live in Canada, so guess who has to deal with that?

Anyway, from what I gathered, the show was FINE, it was harmless, it was kinda nice. But I think that the characters—other than Black Hat—were kind of…lacking in something. I saw bits and pieces of the english version, so I felt something wasn’t right with the characters. I feel as if Flug, 5.0.5 and Dementia could have been done a little differently from their usual stuff. But I also feel as if the team would benefit from having another character, someone to balance out the chaos that happens in their everyday lives and keeps things…less on fire.

Obviously what I mean is there should have been a straight man character to keep things in order and make sure things run smoothly.

Be it man, or woman.

So I have a little head canon to kinda test the idea of my own. I’m using my self-insert, Lilac (cauze I think I would be a great straight man, I am very tough, and, have travelled different worlds in video games and books, so I think I’d be the perfect person for the job).

In Black Hat Organisation, Dr. Flug was creating a new invention. Let’s say this one was to blot out the sun (like I think what happened in the first episode)? While Dr. Flug was in charge of that, a young purple skinned woman was concocting a brew of her own. One that would not be consumed by itself, but by sticking, for example, an apple inside, the fruit—or whatever food item used—would become poisonous and immediately kill the victim with just one bite. Only true love’s kiss would undo the death.

Lilac scoffed. Of course, true love wasn’t real. She had learned that lesson long ago when someone she thought she could trust turned his back and betrayed her (a CERTAIN someone from Legends Arceus).

Lilac was about to put the jars of the poison into the bio-hazard fridge to let them stay cool, when she heard a crash.

“For crying out loud, who the hell?!” She shouted and turned to see the commotion. Dr. Flug’s invention was currently being toyed with by Demencia, who was laughing and giggling wildly and playing with Flug’s machine.

“What does this do-hickey do?” Demencia drooled, looking at the ray. She went to aim it at a wall, and shot,, but thanks to Lilac’s quick reflexes, she used another ray gun laying around and used it to blast away Demencia’s ray and both lasers disappeared in a cloud of smoke.

Lilac glared at the duo, with 5.0.5 looking frighteningly at her in the background, having been mopping.

“Demencia, what are you doing in here?! I told you to stay out of our way!” Lilac snapped, marching towards her.

Demencia, believing she was the real alpha among the two women, glared.

“You don’t tell me what to do you darn…freak!”

“W-with all due respect miss Lilac, we…”

“That’s ma’am to you bag-head! You told me you could keep her under control!” Lilac snapped.

“I did! I mean, I can! Just…she slipped out of my grasp and…”

“Demencia. Orders from Black Hat.” Said Lilac.

At that name, Demencia immediately was in front of Lilac and giving her a deranged grin.

“You are to count every piece of grass in the city while Dr. Flug and I continue our work. Black Hat believes that there’s been an overgrowth of too many grass and he needs you to go investigate. Understood?” Lilac asked, a scary calm to her voice.

“Yes ma’am! Anything for my lustrous beautiful overlord Black Hat!” Said Demencia. Then she scampered away on all fours, eager to please Black Hat.

Lilac grinned, proud of her lie. She knew Black Hat would likely be angry with her and she’d be in a lot of trouble…but then again, maybe some actual peace and quiet will help the two real smart people get real work done this time. Black Hat would definitely appreciate more work and peace and quiet. He might even give her an award. Although, the closest thing to an award Black Hat had ever given her was a dead leaf. But it was a HUGE leaf, and it was still intact, so it was the thought that counted. Besides, Lilac kept it safe in a small glass case next to her bed, so it was always safe.

“Dr. Flug, a word? Please.” Lilac looked at the doctor in question, her face expressionless.

Dr. Flug gulped.

“Relax, I’m not about to give you the smack down like Black Hat. But we need to speak about…her.”

Dr. Flug nodded.

“I’m sorry ma’am, I don’t understand how she got inside. I kept th-the door locked a-and I had her watch t.v, and I gave h-her colouring b-books so…”

“T.v? Colouring books? For someone with a short attention span such as Demencia? I’d be surprised she even looked in those colouring books at all! You know she does this because she KNOWS she can get under your skin. She may have a few loose screws in her skull, but she still can outsmart you if you keep letting her take advantage of your….meagre nature.” Lilac said.

“Yes. Sorry ma’am.” Flug said.

“No need. Just stay on your toes Flug. We can’t afford any distractions.” Said Lilac.

Flug nodded and returned to working on his darkness-ray.

Lilac began filling her jars with the potion and began storing them away. 5.0.5 came to help.

Lilac smiled at the bear. It was hard to get angry at such a sweet and caring soul, even one who was a bear.

“Thank you 5.0.5. I appreciate it.” Lilac said.

5.0.5 grinned at her.

Suddenly the lights went out. Lilac screamed a little, but held onto the jars, as did 5.0.5, although, he quickly shoved the jars haphazardly into the refrigerator and covered his eyes, cowering on the ground. Dr. Flug was absolutely shivering in his pants. Lilac turned around and remained firm as a figure appeared in a cloud of black smoke and the lights flashed back on.

Lilac bowed, holding her jars in her arms, careful not to drop any of them.

“Lord Black Hat, sir. It’s an honour. To what do we owe the pleasure of your visit?” Asked Lilac calmly.

“L-Lord B-Black Hat, sir. It’s g-great to see you too. Ah, I mean, an honour, I-I mean…”

Black Hat rose a hand and Flug stopped speaking.

Black Hat slightly grinned at Lilac. It was…well, it wasn’t a rarity for Black Hat to smile, he has before. But that was usually when he was tormenting Dr. Flug and the other two. He tormented Lilac as well, but he had done it less and less when she threatened to quit and report him to a hero organization. He had got angry, but he considered her for a few moments and, begrudgingly, agreed to her terms. So long as she continued to obey him, he had no problem with her…independent nature. Rather, Black Hat enjoyed it, as she brought peace to the normally chaotic Black Hat headquarters.

Speaking of…

“I don’t see Demencia. Where did she go?” Asked Black Hat.

“I sent her away sir. She’s busy counting grass while we speak, so Flug and I could work in peace. She was causing trouble for Dr. Flug.” Lilac answered.

Black Hat would have yelled at Lilac for sending Demencia out, but if it kept his more…RELIABLE employees on track, then he’d allow it.

“Excellent.” Black Hat grinned menacingly.

“I see you have your potions ready and already being stored. Good work Lilac. Keep it up. How is your darkness ray coming along doctor?” Asked Black Hat.

“Ah, w-well, it’s coming along great! I may…need a bit longer to…”

Black Hat’s grin faltered slightly.

“WHAT?!” He growled and rose a hand. Dr. Flug froze and convulsed on the floor, writhing in agony.

Lilac looked away, knowing not to step in front of Black Hat when he was angry. 5.0.5 looked nervously and went to go to Dr. Flug, but Lilax stopped him and gently shook her head. She looked at the pained Dr. Flug with a neutral expression.

“He knew the risk. He let it happen.” Said Lilac.

Though she didn’t like it either, there was nothing she could do to stop it. Well, there was, but that would likely escalate the situation.

“You will make that ray or I’ll make you clean the shark tank again!” Black Hat said.

“We have a shark tank?” Asked Lilac.

5.0.5 nodded.

“Alright.”

Once Black Hat had his “fun” he left and the three looked at the spot he was before, before returning to work.

“Alright, we’re ready!” Said Flug. Demencia burst in the doors and looked around for anything to damage. When she discovered that there was nothing, she groaned in aggravation.

“Awesome! Our client awaits!” Said Lilac. “Follow me troopers!” Said Lilac and walked to where their flying hat would be.

They flew through the air, chilling, as the skies were sunny and clear. Not a good sign. For those who got severe sunburns like penumbra and her people. Lilac knew there was a simpler solution than completely blocking out the sun, but she guessed because people like Penumbra suffered severely, a hat and sunscreen was no good to her (and god forbid that stores stay open a little longer AFTER the sun had gone down. Really, if Lilac didn’t know any better, she’d think this town was full of racist people…no, wait, that’s exactly what they were.)

Lilac noticed the city where they were supposed to land and went to land somewhere in a large empty Wal-Mart parking lot.

Lilac and the others climbed out and hurried over to the street where they saw a huge battle going on, with Penumbra having scary burns on her skin.

The grey-skinned woman looked tired and exhausted and she looked like she could barely stay upright.

In the sky in front of the woman was a hero with big giant muscles and a golden suit, smiling a ridiculous corny smile and looking smug as he continued to fight the helpless woman.

“Oh sh*t! She’s gonna get heat stroke! Dr. Flug, you have the plans?” Asked Lilac.

“Y-yes. So, to explain, we…”

“You explained on the way! Get out there and put it into action! Go, go GO!”

Everyone panicked and ran into the street at Lilac’s command and went to face the hero.

Meanwhile, Lilac ran in with a large umbrella and covered Penumbra with it and she lead the woman into the cool conditioned flying hat and had her sit down and hurried to the bathroom and returned with a wash cloth and gently washed the woman’s bare skin with it. The woman gently took the cloth and proceeded to place it on her head.

“Don’t move, I’ll get you water!” Lilac said and hurried back to the bathroom and returned with water.

Penumbra gently took it and took a sip, before setting it on the table next to her.

“Thank you.” She said, smiling at Lilac.

“You’re welcome.” Lilac said and ran over to another corner of the hat and pulled out a rather large sword.

“Will you be okay on your own?”

“Yes. Thank you.”

“Awesome. Sit tightly, I’ve got a stupid hero to deal with.” Said Lilac and ran out the hat.

Lilac ran to join the other two.

“Where is that stupid jackass?!” She shouted. (I’m way too used to using cuss words in writing, my bad).

Flug and Demencia both pointed upwards to where the hero was flying towards them.

“Alright. Everyone! Spread out!” Lilac shouted and everyone ran opposite directions and the hero flew after Flug.

“Sh*t!” Lilac charged towards the hero, and got ready with her sword, but the hero blasted her in the eyes with his sun-ray vision, and everything hurt and Lilac fell onto the road, crying in pain, kicking her legs in the air and shouting every cuss word known to every pirate in the world and crying.

Demencia went to attack, not as a way to defend her teammates, but to please Black Hat.

She got onto Sunblast’s back and he tried to get her off, flying around.

“Get off me you freak!” Shouted Sunblast.

Demencia brought out a small dagger and was trying to stab Sunblast, but he kept flying around too much for her to properly aim, and she had to hold on, due to how fast he was going.

Lilac tried to open her eyes, but everything still hurt and she whimpered. If Black Hat saw her, he’d call her a pathetic whimpering baby. He did it to Flug, as he was always whimpering and soiling his pants.

Lilac tried to feel around and accidentally bumped into something frail and skinny.

“Flug?” Asked Lilac.

“Ma’am! Yes, it’s me!”

“Lilac is fine. Just…what’s happening?! Where’s that damned hero and Demencia?!” Shouted Lilac.

“Demencia’s fighting him off. Are you okay?”

“I’ll be fine! I’ll be fine, just need to rest a bit.” Lilac said, calming down a little at the second sentence.

“Just go blot out the sun! Just for today, because we need to hurry this up and hurry back to headquarters afterwards!” Said Lilax.

Flug looked at the decommissioned Lilac and then towards Demencia, who was now being flung towards the road and skidded to a halt, scrapes on her. He looked at 5.0.5, who was standing there, wondering what to do.

“No.”

“What?”

“We have to fall back! Sunblast is too strong.”

“Flug! We can’t just leave, we have a mission to do! You’re still fine, right?! You can use your ray thing to…”

“No!”

Lilac froze upon hearing Flug’s words. She wished she could open her eyes to see his expression right now.

“No…no. He’s too strong. If we all get hit, we might be…”

Dr. Flug stood up, a determined scowl on his face.

“DEMENCIA! 5.0.5! Get back in the flying hat! Now!” Flug shouted.

Demencia ran passed Flug and Lilac, and Flug stopped 5.0.5, before he got too far.

“5.0.5! I need you to carry Lilac! Get her onto the hat safely! I’ll be right behind you!”

5.0.5 nodded and grabbed the blind Lilac and ran towards the hat.

Flug ran towards them, when a voice stopped him.

“Ha.”

“Oh no.” Flug whimpered and slowly turned to where Sunblast was standing.

“You always were one to run away. I was just going to have a little word with you before your little freak show friend decided to ruin it for me. So I’ll make it brief. You never should have shown your face in front of me again! I told you to back off. You’re a loser that is just making us heroes look bad. To think you asked me to be my sidekick. As if anyone would ever want you. I’m even surprised that someone as nasty and despicable as your overlord Black Hat would even dare to choose you at all. But I guess you do make a good punching bag, so good for him I guess. Take your pathetic villain squad and never come back. If I catch you again, you won’t even be able to see the light day again once I get through with you.”

Flug just ran off and Sunblast smirked as he watched him go.

“Goddammit!” Flug slammed his fists on the control panel as they flew away (in invisible mode, of course, so no one could follow them).

“Stupid hero! I had him! I swear I did! You!” Demencia pointed at a still blind Lilac who was washing her eyes out with a wet towel over a large bowl in her seat.

“This is all your fault! If you just hadn’t stuck to the loser doctor’s stupid plan and just let me do things my way, then everything would have been fine!”

“And what?! Get us all killed then?! You had no plan Demencia! Your idea was to run in there with no strategy or idea on how to face our opponent! In a battle, that is really freaking stupid! You don’t run in there without knowing yourself, or the enemy! You need a plan!”

“We’ll yours and Dr. Flug’s plan sucked!”

“Just because you didn’t like it, doesn’t mean it sucked! We just didn’t…see…him coming. Well, we did, but we had no idea he would outsmart us like that. Next time, we need to account for super-speed. And his stupid sun ray vision!” Lilac groaned in pain.

“We…we have to tell Black Hat the truth. We screwed up. The plan failed and we couldn’t do anything to stop Sunblast.” Flug looked sadly at Penumbra, who was doing a lot better than the rest of them at the moment (though she was still recovering from her sunburns).

“I’m…so sorry miss Penumbra. We failed you and your people.”

“No. You did everything you could. It was that damn Sunblast! He thinks that darkness is a bad thing, but we need the dark! It’s important not only to my people, but to everyone who lives on earth!” Said Penumbra, slamming her fist on the arm of her chair.

“Welp, better get cozy. I can’t wait for Black Hat to chew you and that stupid purple freak out!” Demencia said.

“He’s going to chew us ALL out once I tell him! Now…”

Suddenly, the window changed and Black Hat appeared on the window, blocking out the sky in front of them.

“Report Dr. Flug. I see you have Miss Penumbra. Were you able to succeed in your task then?” Asked Black Hat.

Dr. Flug looked at the man for a few short seconds. He sighed.

“No. No, sir. We…actually failed to block out the sun and miss Penumbra almost…and Lilac, she…”

Lilac couldn’t see Black Hat’s expression. But she knew he was most likely looking at her with contempt and rage. She wouldn’t be surprised if he exiled her for her incompetence and flat out blamed her for this mess. Just like when she was in Hisui.

However, what Lilac did NOT see was Black Hat looking at her with a neutral expression, watching as she whimpered and washed her face.

Dr. Flug looked at Black Hat nervously.

“Then hurry up and get over here! Are you being followed?” Asked Black Hat.

“No. We turned on invisibility mode, so that we couldn’t be seen, sir.” Said Dr. Flug.

“Good. It would have been very stupid of you to lead a hero to my headquarters Dr. Flug. I’m honestly glad you remembered this time. Once you get here, I want miss Lilac in the infirmary and I want you, Demencia and 5.0.5 to report to me. ARE WE CLEAR, DOCTOR?!” Black Hat made a scary face at Dr. Flug, grinning manically while his tongue stuck out and tentacles appeared from his back and a mouth opened on his neck.

All of Dr. Flug, Demencia and 5.0.5 screamed in terror at his face.

Darn. Lilac thought. I wish I could have seen what face he was using.

Once they returned to Black Hat headquarters, 5.0.5 carried Lilac to the infirmary where he proceeded to help Lilac with getting clean new towels and filling up the bowl as she sat on the bed.

Meanwhile, Penumbra waited in the waiting room as Flug and Demencia stood in Black Hat’s office.

“Sir, we failed, but we can get Sunburst! We just need to calculate for his super speed and find protection against his sun-ray vision! I promise we can…”

“I’m not mad doctor.”

“You’re not?” Asked Dr. Flug.

“No.”

Black Hat whipped around, a scary face on him again.

Demencia and Flug jumped back.

“I’M FURIOUS!”

“Look, I know we failed to stop the hero and…”

“You think this is about the hero?! No! I thought I trained you for this! Always look out for one another! What’s the one rule I have?!”

“To help Villains in becoming better villains?” Asked Dr. Flug.

“And…?”

“To…help your fellow villains in need. Even if you don’t agree with their ideals.” Answered Flug.

“Yes! And what happened to one of ours?!”

“I’m sorry! I didn’t mean for Lilac to…”

“You’re just lucky that a sun-ray vision to the eyes was all she got! Sunburst is dangerous! All superheroes are! Or…all these self-proclaimed super-heroes are!” Black Hat spat.

“I…I didn’t mean…I didn’t want…”

“What would you have done had she been attacked with a sun flare fist?! Or a melting sun beam?! You think anyone could survive that?! I can! But not a mortal like Lilac, or you for that matter! You’re not invincible like me! You’re all flimsy, noodle, easily destructible beings! One snap and you all could have perished just like that! You all just got lucky!” Snapped Black Hat.

“Yes sir.” Said Flug, looking down.

“And Demencia!”

“What did I do?! I did as told!”

“Did you? Or did you just blindly attack the hero without any idea of what you were getting into? You went to attack Sunblast without any strategy! Even when witnessing what happened to Lilac! But we all know how less you could care about her! Demencia, you and Dr. Flug and everyone need to start working as a team! Lilac and 5.0.5 as well, otherwise…we’ll all be in trouble if the superheroes continue to win.” Said Black Hat.

“Yes sir.” Said Flug and Demencia, though she said it more begrudgingly.

“Good. Now go…I don’t know, go do whatever it is you do when I don’t have need of you. I need to think.” Said Black Hat.

Both Flug and Demencia nodded and they left the office, glad to have their limbs and insides intact.

[starclast]

Sooo...I decided to show you my fanchildren of Villainous ships, who, for those who don't know, have already an ongoing fic dedicated to them.

You can read it if you want! ...But take into account that the fic is in Spanish if you do. Aaaand so, without anything else to add, lets introduce my dear chamas!

First here we have to clarify something very important: although they ARE kids of the characters, they don't come from a direct future of the Villainous universe but an AU named Bandaged heart. I could give you a more detailed explanation about it...buuuut I wont because one, that's better explained in the fanfic itself, and two, my goal here is just present you the kids.

As you may see, the first one here is the daughter of flug and heed: Amelia. She is smart but kind of insecure and usually talks to herself when she is frustrated about something or wants to encourage herself. She gets along well with the twins. Aaaand talking about them...

...Lux and Nox are the children of Sunblast and Penumbra. Their actual names are Lucia and Norman...but their nicknames suits them better.

Lux is the youngest of the two, she is very cheerful, energetic and *innocent*. She likes to explore and is too curious for her own good, so much so that she causes trouble to her big brother and friends.

Nox on the other hand is serene and responsible...but tends to loose his mind whenever his sister takes him into new *adventures*. he tries that she doesn't get in trouble...but fails miserably most of the time XD

Aaand finally we have Rave, the *son* of Demencia and...you guess who?? 👀 he is grumpy and *uninterested* in general, as expected of a teenager. he takes a VERY important role on the story so please look up for it :3

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(P.S: ...here's a little spoiler of the first chapter, by the way 🙃)

[tableflipapocalypse]

Recent drawings... tryna to draw more lately.

[fallinforaguyfelldownfromthesky]

Possible ficlet prompt (?): Write a lil smth abt how you think Slug and Flug would get along together if they were obligated to spend a day in one of their labs to work together on a project? (I dunno I sorry is lame)

Ok I’ve had this sitting in my askbox for…..like a year or something maybe more idk BUT, I’ve finally finished. I’ll post it on both fanfiction.net and AO3 sometime later but here it is now, I call it Lab Partners

Dr. Flug met Dr. Slug on one of White Hat’s visits to Black Hat. Black Hat did not see his brother often, in fact if he could help it he would probably never see his brother at all. But a few times a year White Hat would come to the manor and Black Hat would tolerate him for the duration of the visit. Dr. Flug never asked why, he knew better than to pry into Black Hat’s personal or familial business, so the matter of the twins’ good/evil dynamic remained an enigma. Black Hat respected White Hat, Dr. Flug was certain of that. He just didn’t particularly care for him in the slightest. Black Hat was very frank about this and White Hat didn’t seem to mind, so Dr. Flug assumed that was normal for them. He carried on, not like it was his business anyway.

It was a bit much though for their bosses to just expect them to collaborate at the drop of a hat.

Dr. Slug was White Hat’s head scientist, a man of about Flug’s skill and talent. They mostly found themselves on the sidelines when their bosses got together. They made small talk, occasionally theorizing about what it was their bosses did during their little meet-ups, but that was about it. He knew him, but he didn’t know him. From what he understood Slug was essentially serving community service for crimes against humanity. Like Flug, he was under contract to work for the rest of his natural life. Also like Flug, it wasn’t perfect but he made the best of it. Little use complaining about things they couldn’t change. Dr. Flug supposed he could say they were friendly with each other. Full on friends was pushing it, but they were on good terms.

Black Hat gave a curt, “Flug, I want you to have the atom destabilizer done by today. Clemencia and Demencia are off on a mission together and Dr. Slug will be assisting you so I expect it to be complete by the time my brother and I finish our business. No excuses.”

Well, two hats. As in Black Hat and White Hat just dropped Dr. Slug onto Dr. Flug like he was the go-to babysitter of this unwanted ginger child.

“Yes of course, Lord Black Hat sir.” Is what Dr. Flug said, while he thought I’ve never worked with this man in my life, you expect seamless teamwork!?

“I assure you, Dr. Slug is more than up to the task at hand.” White Hat said, perhaps sensing Dr. Flug’s silent apprehension. “Why, with the two of you working together, you may finish with time to spare!”

White Hat’s beaming grin directly contrasted with Black Hat glaring holes into his head scientist. Dr. Slug entered behind the two of them, neglecting to say a word. It didn’t seem Slug was looking forward to being lab partners either. Black Hat spoke calmly, but in that familiar tone of his that left no room for argument. “Finish the machine by the time we get back.”

“I won’t let you down sir!” Dr. Flug saluted, internally whining That’s such an unspecified deadline!

“We’ll be in the office,” White Hat called, following his brother out of the laboratory. “Call us if there’s any kind of emergency.”

“Do not disturb us for anything short of the end of the world.” Black Hat growled.

“I thought you were planning on doing that.”

“Precisely. No one else is allowed to obliterate this filthy dirt-ball but me.”

“That is so like you.”

“Be quiet!” Black Hat snapped. The twins were too far gone after that for the pair of scientists to continue eavesdropping. A shame, that was about the only thing they’d ever done together before; listening in and trying to figure out why the hell those two hung out when they had nothing in common. Was it business related? Family matters? Some kind of otherworldly brotherly bond beyond human comprehension?

“I believe I have found one similarity between the two of them.” Dr. Slug said in lieu of a greeting or other friendly introduction.

They weren’t likely to find out soon. Not with the both of them in the lab furiously working to get this done before their bosses got back.

“Oh?”

“Yes. They’re both inconsiderate and entitled.” He snarled from behind his paper bag. “Didn’t ask so much as once whether I was willing to lend a hand or not, or if I could. I have very time-sensitive experiments in progress back in my own lab, all for him, and yet he pulls me out to play ‘assistant’ to you. No offense.”

“None taken.” It wasn’t as if Black Hat had asked Flug if he required help, or had discussed with him at all why progress was so slow. It couldn’t be the complexity of the machine or the deadline making him rush, no, it must be he’s incompetent and he needs this wannabe mad scientist to help him along.

“So, the atom destabilizer,” Dr. Slug  got right down to business. “Is that it?”

“Yep,” Dr. Flug sighed, eyeing the thing. Most of the exoskeleton was complete, it just needed the internal mechanisms assembled and the outer steel plates attached. “Let’s see, how are we going to do this?”

“Are these the blueprints?” Dr. Slug was already going through the documents strewn around on Dr. Flug’s desk. “Ugh, ever thought about organizing these?”

“A little pointless, with Demencia around.” And get your hands off my papers.

“Hmph.” Wow, check out the attitude on this guy. Dr. Flug didn’t know where he got off acting like such a brat, when the circumstances that led him to this point in his life were due to his own failures in the realm of mad science. “Alright, I understand what I’m working with. Let’s get this over with.”

“Sounds good. Grab the 5⁄8’s wrench and come here.”

“The outside is nearly done, it shouldn’t take long to build the cooling rod or dark matter collider with the two of us, so our first priority should be-”

Dr. Slug rolled his eyes (seriously what was his deal?) and snatched up the wrench with a huff. Dr. Flug tried not to let it get to him too much. After all, neither of them were really happy about this. But since it was their bosses’ orders they weren’t exactly at liberty to say “no”. Dr. Slug couldn’t refuse White Hat anymore than Dr. Flug could Black Hat. Granted, Dr. Slug probably wasn’t at risk of being sent to the dimension of eternal suffering, but he was at risk of being nagged by White Hat. Who, Dr. Flug had been told, would simply not take “no” for an answer. Hey, maybe that’s why he and Black Hat got together. Even Black Hat couldn’t refuse his brother forever.

“Assembling those before we insert the power cell or dark matter, yes, I can see that. Might I ask why you’ve chosen to bolt it together rather than weld it?”

“Because it will withstand the pressure more effectively.”

Dr. Slug gave him a bit of a sideways glance before turning away. “If you say so.”

“Uh huh.” Don’t you side-eye me you two-bit C-lister. “I’ll handle the dark matter collider, you take the cooling rod, ok?”

Dr. Flug didn’t know what on earth this man’s problem was but he needed to get his superiority complex checked. If he was expecting Flug to be the same cowering doormat everyone saw in the advertisements and orientation videos, he was in for a very rude awakening. This was his laboratory. His domain. He was in charge here. Slug was only here to serve as an extra pair of hands.

“Fine.” Dr. Slug said with another roll of his eyes and a flick of his wrist that nearly gave Dr. Flug flashbacks of Demencia carelessly tossing his tools down the toilet. He’d lost seven different wrenches that way!

Dr. Flug decided he’d try and make some small conversation. Just to pass the time a bit quicker. “So…how’s your project 6.6.6. going?”

After a good two hours of silently working, the tension in the air seemed almost gone. Both men had relaxed into their respective grooves, getting lost in their work. Dr. Slug did seem to understand the machine they were building here, and given how briefly he’d looked at the blueprints that was admittedly impressive. Flug had to remind himself that Slug was still White Hat’s head scientist. And much like Black Hat, White Hat didn’t settle for anything less than perfection. He may be a hero but his standards were as impossibly high as his brothers’.

“6.0.6.” Dr. Slug corrected. “Fine, thank you. He’s proving quite a force to be reckoned with and I hypothesize he will only grow more aggressive as he matures.”

“That’s nice.” Dr. Flug said, knowing that it couldn’t compare to-

“And your experiment 5.0.5.? How is it?”

“He is indestructible, as I designed him.”

“Is he now? So many people claim that about their creations, but so few are capable of managing it.”

“I’m well aware Dr. Slug, but I can assure you that 5.0.5. is indestructible.”

“Oh really?”

“Yes. Not even Black Hat has been able to destroy him completely.”

Dr. Slug paused, leaving a bolt loose. “Is that right? Not even Black Hat?”

“That’s right.” Dr. Flug’s gloating smile was barely given away in the creases of his paper bag. “No matter how much he crushes, or shreds, or rips 5.0.5. apart, he regenerates fully from even the smallest molecules.”

“I see.” Oh Dr. Slug didn’t like that. Oh he didn’t like that at all. Dr. Flug continued working, acting oblivious to the glare behind the other scientists’ goggles. “And…where is this indestructible creature you’ve created?”

“Black Hat’s been keeping him in his office as a living stress-ball.” Dr. Flug honestly felt bad about it, the poor thing was torn to shreds multiple times a day. But, so long as his boss was relieving stress (and not taking it out on Flug) he wasn’t going to object. Besides, Black Hat got to see firsthand that 5.0.5. was in fact indestructible. A perfect organism, a testament to Dr. Flug’s genius.

“Hmph. Awfully convenient.” Dr. Slug said under his breath.

“If you would like to take time away from our project and interrupt Lord Black Hat just to see my creation, be my guest.” Dr. Flug didn’t even look up from his work. “I’m sure White Hat will protect you.”

“Yes. Of course he would.” Dr. Slug tightened the bolt all the way. “Not even Black Hat can defeat him.”

“Excuse me?!” Dr. Flug nearly burst out laughing. “You really think White Hat is stronger than Black Hat?”

“I think they’re about evenly matched, but if it ever came down to it White Hat would ultimately win.”

“Well I doubt that very much.”

“Go ahead, but remember, this is Black Hat’s brother we’re talking about here.”

“Yeah, his hero brother.”

“Exactly. Black Hat hates heroes with a passion. Yet the most he does with White Hat is bicker with him. Haven’t you ever wondered why?”

“Well…he’s his brother.”

“Shared blood has never stopped humans. Why would it stop them? This is what brings me to my conclusion. I think the reason Black Hat doesn’t destroy White Hat is because he can’t. I think this is also the reason he indulges White Hat in his visits and clearly has some begrudging respect for him. I don’t doubt Black Hat would attack more viciously, but I believe White Hat’s ability to remain level headed gives him enough of an advantage to ultimately win. As for why White Hat doesn’t destroy Black Hat, well, heroes don’t do that. And like you said, he is his brother.”

He still thought Dr. Slug’s theory was a load of crap. There was no one stronger than Black Hat. No one could stand against him. Not even his own brother could claim so. And until Black Hat himself admitted he couldn’t beat him (which, even if it were true, he would never do) Dr. Flug would treat this as fact. Objective, unbiased fact.

“Hmmmm. Interesting theory, doctor.” Dr. Flug dropped the issue, getting back to reinforcing the holding tank for the dark matter collider. If it wasn’t sturdy enough, the machine would destroy everything within a planet-wide radius, right down to the subatomic level. They just needed it to do that within the walls of the machine.

Unlike Slug, who was very clearly biased.

“Ok, it still needs a few reinforcements before we can insert the dark matter collider. The cooling rod however-”

Both scientists finished their work at about the same time and then began the process of inputting them into the actual machine.

“-We can just stick in.” Dr. Slug interrupted. “I’m not a grad student, Flug.”

“That’s Dr. Flug to you. Now let’s get this cooling rod set up.”

“Very well.”

“So,” Dr. Slug ventured. “How is, uhhh, what’s her name?”

The two of them together did prove to get through the days work faster. Flug on his own would most likely still have a decent amount of work to do on the dark matter collider, and wouldn’t be able to install it under the next day. With the cooling rod properly inserted, each scientist picked a side and further reinforced the device. Staying out of each other’s way and keeping productive.

“Demencia?”

“Yeah her.”

Dr. Flug severely doubted that Dr. Slug could even be capable of forgetting Demencia’s name, if for no other reason than because it rhymed with Clemencia. “A pain, as usual. She’s off with, what is it, Clementine?”

“Clemencia.”

“That’s her. They’re on a mission together, right? Any idea what they’re up to?”

“No, and I can hardly imagine any situation that requires the two of them. Clemencia is strong but she’s not exactly what you’d call a thinker.”

Dr. Flug laughed. “Is that right?”

“She can’t put together a plan more complex than ‘Go find bad guy, beat up bad guy, and get praised by White Hat’.” Dr. Slug rolled his eyes. “Nevermind how she’ll find the evil-doer, she’ll just run around yelling for him to come face her.”

“Oh Demencia is exactly the same. Her go-to strategy is usually just to cause as much destruction as possible until a hero shows up to stop her. With no regard to my carefully thought out plans to lure the hero into a trap.”

“Oh my god, yes! I spend hours coming up with a psychological profile of our targets to find any sort of weakness or bait to destroy them, but does Clemencia care about that? No! She just runs around goading villains to come take a shot at her. And the worst part of it is-”

“-It works.” They said in unison.

“And since we get our targets anyway, White Hat never does anything to make her listen. Not even so much as to lecture her about listening to me in the field!” Dr. Slug clenched his fist angrily. “You know how many times she’s inadvertently incapacitated herself in the middle of a fight?”

It was like the heavens had parted. All ill-will between the scientists dissipated as they vented about their juvenile cohorts and the disregard they were shown by their superiors. Before they knew it they’d completed the reinforcements on the exoskeleton of the machine. They kept chatting as they prepped the dark matter collider.

“Is it more than twelve? It’s happened to Demencia about twelve or thirteen times by now.”

“Clem is at thirteen last I counted. Now White Hat has scolded her once or twice when she’s let a villain slip through her fingers, but I doubt she’s really listening when the two of them are face-to-face like that.”

“Does she get lost gazing into his eye?” Dr. Flug braced himself on his elbows across the table.

Slug burst out laughing. “Yes! God, she gets so starstruck I wouldn’t be surprised if every word he said just went in one ear and out the other.”

“You’d think they’d actually listen to their bosses if they loved him so much.”

“You would think.”

The laboratory doors flew open and Black Hat’s voice roared. “FLUG! THAT DEVICE BETTER BE COMPLETE!”

“J-J-Just putting on the finishing touches!” Dr. Flug scrambled to his feet. “C’mon, you grab it from the other end and we’ll fasten the collider inside.”

The Doctors lifted the final piece of the machine and somehow managed to carry it inside on nothing but sheer willpower and fear-induced adrenaline. Dr. Slug collapsed as soon as he let go of it. Black Hat turned to White Hat with a sneer. “Still think they could finish with time to spare?”

White Hat shrugged. “I consider myself an optimist. It wouldn’t kill you to try a more positive attitude as well you know.”

“Well it’s about time. All that’s left now is to test it out.” Black Hat declared with an evil grin. He stepped forward with a small ball of baby blue fluff clutched in one hand so hard the poor little thing’s eyes were bulging out. It was causing Dr. Flug pain just looking at 5.0.5. like this.

Dr. Flug ignored their conversation and focused on this last part of assembly. He and Dr. Slug went around from opposite ends tightening each bolt and then double checking that everything was structurally sound. Dr. Flug declared the device to be complete as Dr. Slug went back and inserted the power cell before either of the Hats got on their case about not finishing by the time limit.

“Oh, actually, may I put forth a candidate?” White Hat held up a small light orange ball of fuzz that had furiously latched on to him and was in the process of trying to bite his fingers off.

Black Hat eyed the thing and stood aside. “Very well, I can always put this abomination in another time.”

“Thank you brother.”

“Don’t push it.”

Flug noticed Slug looked a little antsy as White Hat pried the thing off his hand and struggled to get it to stay put. “What’s wrong Dr. Slug? Worried your creation will be decimated by my device?”

“Don’t be ridiculous.” He crossed his arms tensely. “6.0.6. can handle whatever you could put him through.”

“Seems we’re about to find out.” Dr. Flug held his hands behind his back and watched. He felt no fear in 5.0.5. being subjected to the atom destabilizer, if he could survive Black Hat there was nothing that could destroy him. 6.0.6. was another story. Dr. Flug doubted White Hat took to habitually tearing it apart. So now they would all see exactly what Dr. Slug’s creation was made of. Literally, as it would be torn down to its molecular structure.

“Well, we know the atom destabilizer works.” White Hat said. “It’s a shame about 6.0.6. though Dr. Slug.”

White Hat finally got the feisty little thing inside the machine and shut it tight. He gave the signal that everything was ready and Flug activated the machine. There was a loud whirring sound as it powered up, and a muffled banging noise caused by 6.0.6. trying to bust out. Black Hat smirked at the futile display. A harsh light radiated from inside and bit by bit 6.0.6.’s little body started to crumble away. First his fur, then each layer of skin, then muscle, down to organs and bones. Not even blood was left of him. Dr. Flug deactivated the device and everyone crowded around to get a good look at what remained of 6.0.6. Dr. Slug was in the lead, throwing the door open and cradling his hands around the floating specs of dust that had been his creature. Dr. Flug hung back, confident that this proved his scientific superiority. Where genetically engineered ultimate lifeforms were concerned at least.

“Just give it a minute.” He said.

“Flug, I want to start shooting a commercial for this in ten minutes. Get Cam-Bot ready and the atom destabilizer on set.” Black Hat commanded.

“Yes sir!” Ten minutes!??! He screamed in his head. How do you imagine I can pull that off?!?!!

“He’s coming back.” Dr. Slug announced. “He’s reforming!”

“GAH! No! BAd! Bad 6.0.6.! Very bad!” He stumbled and fell back with it still on his face. He tried to pry it off but only injured himself further.

Everyone’s attention was drawn back to the space 6.0.6. used to occupy and yes, the molecules that made him up were pulling themselves back together at an increasingly rapid rate. Within seconds the thing was back, and promptly dug it’s tiny claws and teeth into Dr. Slug’s face.

“Oh good he survived!” White Hat clapped. “I really thought we might’ve lost him for a second there!”

“Help me! OW OW OW OW AAGH NOT MY EYES!”

“Ah, yes, sorry Dr. Slug! I’ll be right there!”

“We’re BAAAACK!” Came the two high pitched voices of Clemencia and Demencia. Neither of whom could be bothered to notice Dr. Slug’s predicament and instead went straight to the object of their respective affections.

“I took care of that no-good has-been who tried to go straight!” Demencia batted her eyes at Black Hat.

“I confiscated all his equipment and his computer!” Clemencia held a large assortment of weapons and tools up triumphantly.

“Very good ladies.” White Hat declared. “That’ll be the last we hear out of him.

Black Hat grunted. “Can’t stand disloyalty.”

“IS ANYONE GOING TO HELP ME!?!?” Dr. Slug shrieked.

“Oh, I’m so sorry Dr. Slug!” White Hat pulled 6.0.6. off only for the feral thing to impale the inhuman hero instead. He turned to Black Hat. “I believe it’s time for us to be going.”

“Yes, please.” Black Hat tossed 5.0.5. to Dr. Flug. The poor thing was trembling in fear. All said their goodbyes and the White Hat crew was off. “Finally they’re gone.”

“Finally.” Flug agreed. He continued to stroke 5.0.5. until he stopped shaking so hard.

“So, you and Slug huh? Was he as annoying as Clemencia?” Demencia gagged on her name.

“Even worse.”

“No way he could be worse than Lil’ Miss Goody-Two Shoes. Though she throws a mean left hook.”

“Was she a pompous jerk who kept questioning your methods?”

“Yeah! Always whining about ‘the greater good’ and how many losses are ‘acceptable’. Just pick a side woman!”

“Guess they’re about even then.” Dr. Flug wouldn’t say it out loud, but it really hadn’t been so bad working with Dr. Slug. Once he stopped giving him so much attitude.

“Five minutes until we start shooting Flug.” Black Hat announced. He was already leaving to go prepare.

Dr. Flug sighed. “Yes sir.”

[a-collection-of-villainous-aus]

Coffee Shop au part four

(Segment one of three)

If I forget to tag something important please tell me.

(Present day)

(Small warning Acylius does use those he tortures for food for other demons and non mortal creatures to consume so if you have a problem with that then um just keep scrolling I guess ^^; )

What was this…that strange feeling of disappointment at seeing Black Hats chair being vacant; after all he’d only been there twice so it was not as if he was a regular customer, especially as they’d only been open for two days.

Why should the old demon stay until closing time anyway, just because he did it on the first day didn’t mean he’d do it again today, he had no reason to stay…Black Hat had been rather forward though, kissing him like that, not that he was complaining but , he wasn’t one to just play around and be used.

Friends with benefits was one thing, at least you knew where you both stood, and yet still, why did it feel so familiar, an old dream perhaps, after all who didn’t at least have one wet dream about the great Black Hat doing sordid things to your body right.

Especially with tentacles, while wearing priest robes.

Yes he had his kinks, but damn you if you tried to shame him for them.

He huffed, shoulders going slump, no this was ridiculous , feeling sad just because that idiot of a Gremlin just upped and left without so much as a good bye, Hat didn’t owe him anything and he didn’t owe Hat anything either.

Clearly he was crazy, he had finally fucking lost it, thinking of The Great Lord Black Hat owing him a good bye and a kiss on the cheek as if they were lovers, he’d just met the bastard.

No he needed to either relax or worry if the destroyer of worlds was going to ruin his café that’d he’d always wanted with his mischievous downright evil antics.

Acylius was currently grinding up their latest victim, a man who’d been abusing Nicodemus’s workers (don’t worry if you don’t know who that is I won’t be bringing him into this unless I need him for like filler scenes)

Body parts in neat piles on the counter top, ‘pork’ pies were on the menu tomorrow, this was Black Hat’s island so even the people knew some places the menu would cater to demons so if they saw the chalk was in red they knew it was demon cuisine, though of course there was always the daring person who’d ask for it anyway in which a waiver definitely had to be signed.

Hey, wasn’t going to be Acylius’s problem if they decided to off themselves on food that probably wasn’t for human consumption.

This particular man had been a pig and he was serving sow next week.

Vile beings needed to meet a vile end.

This was going to be a long night, he could manage though, at best he could manage on two nights of sleep during the week.

Currently the head of the meat sack was animated and still alive, the man was so far gone he’d reached that point of acceptance that this was happening and nothing could be done, so seeing his body being prepped for pastries and such was more amusing than anything.

“I’m a Legion demon Jake, that’s your name right?”

“Yeah.”

“So, anyway as I was saying I’m a Legion demon in this day and age that means nothing to most unless you are perhaps ancient or still follow the old ways, I have nothing to offer thee Great Lord Black Hat.”

Jake watched as the demon deboned, removed a hand and of his shaved one of his arms before washing it down to make sure all the hair was gone before slapping it into the mince meat maker.

“Last I heard your kind was like some kinda lucky charm right dude?”

“Yes, but he does not need that from me, if we did anything he would be interested in me for all of five minutes and bail, he is all shadows and darkness, I will literally spend weekends in my boxers eating cheese puffs if the week has been hard enough, hardly a turn on for someone like Black Hat.”

Acylius snapped while working on another piece.

“I dunno, some beings like to see their partners being able to feel that chill around them, but hey that’s just my jam you know, anyway stop whining, this guy is old as shit right, you don’t know, your Legion demon shit might actually put a huge boner in his pants.”

Jake taunted, smirking as he watched his killer bristle up, oooo hooo sensitive much.

You know those scenes in anime’s where the other character suddenly gets really tall, shadows where their eyes should be and their hair seems to just be blowing in the wind and there’s that broken glass sound sometimes.

That’s Acylius’s reaction as his mouth turns into a ground out grin that’s splitting wider and wider along where the scars are, ironically that injury is the reason he can smile this wide now when the demon in him starts to show.

Jake was going to die, he was already he dead he knew it so why not torment him just a little more and get it over with

“Awww no I know what it is baby demon, you want a daddy you can suckle on and-

Acylius brought the meat tenderiser down on Jake’s head repeatedly until there was only pulp left, brain matter and blood were splattered across his apron with a few deep scarlet streaks going across his cheek, how brightly the red stood out against the snow white skin.

He was staring at the mess he’d made, panting softly, pupils thin and biting his lip, alright maybe he’d enjoyed that a little too much, he frowned though when he saw the pies had been covered to, well perhaps they would still be salvageable.

Scraping the remains of the head into the bin marked biohazard he pulled the bag out and set it down getting rid of other pieces he no longer required, tomorrow non human waste disposal would be picking up the remains anyway.

Demencia had caught the show and was leaning on the door.

“Looks like you got a little too into that Lulu, sure you don’t want to tenderise me on the surface.”

(NOTE, Acylius’s nick name Lulu was made last year in November 2019 because my friend had trouble pronouncing his name, so I tried to think of a name that he’d only let close friends and loved ones call him and that’s where that comes from, not Helluva boss, just thought I’d point that out as there’s a Lulu world and Loo Loo land)

“Not now Demencia, I’m not in the mood for your jokes.”

Acylius ran his fingers through his hair, regretting it once he remembered oh yeah covered in blood; a shower would definitely be needed before bed.

“Ah I see, so the head got sassy huh?”

Flug, because yes reminder Acylius is Doctor Flug, paused at the backdoor and pouted

“Might have, he also said some very offensive words that I did not appreciate.”

Demmy folded her arms, shaking her head and smiling

“Well you showed that head who’s boss, now hurry up binch I want my cookies and hot chocolate, it’s late.”

Flug lovingly gave her the finger as he walked out the door while telling her she had two hands she could do it herself.

The back alley was dimly lit, not that he couldn’t see or choose to focus his vision to see clearer but sometimes it was nice just to appreciate light that softly glowed and curled around corners to take in the world in all different ways and settings…oh he missed rain, there hadn’t been any in nearly two months now, he missed how things glowed, street lamps became brighter and car lights so red and vibrant against the grey trailing along winding roads of shimmering black.

Perhaps it would soon when the snow had melted, he’d go for a long drive and listen to the rain hitting the roof of his car, patting against the windows, listening to the quiet tick, tick, tick of the vehicle when he switched on the indicator.

Yeah just drive out the middle of nowhere, strip down and run in the rain or just let it soak into his clothes as his breath streamed out in wispy clouds…

Ears twitching he heard a late party of drunks making their way home, he watched them pass by, they were completely unaware of him, if he were perhaps a rabid sort of demon they would be easy pickings, but that was not his game, at least not tonight, there was no scent that told him a wrong doing had been done, just a group of friends heading home for bed.

Snow had fallen in the tracks left by the bustling day life of the people around here and now in the silence he wondered was he lonely, Demencia’s offers had sometimes had been all too tempting simply out of need for comfort and to be close to someone, sometimes it seemed she needed it just as much as he did when they’d just lean on each other and complain about their day.

Looking up he found someone watching him from the shadows, well more saw a pair of eyes, completely yellow, no white to be seen, oranges and reds, as if he were looking at the sun, shivering as a breeze rolled through he pulled down his sleeves, goose bumps rising, a tingling down his spine, just the little things that reminded him he was alive, he was not afraid of what lingered in the shadows, there was no sense of danger.

Perhaps they were a Legion fan , someone caught off guard by his appearance, after all Flug knew his scars could be quiet unsettling to some people…though come to think of it he did sense an air of fear about this being, still they were wide and unmoving.

Really the sensible thing to do would be to just go inside and ignore this creature, yet something kept him there a longing to talk to it, placing the garbage into the bins he smiled just a little

“You know stranger, you remind me of someone…someone I feel like I should know.”

Acylius’s ears lay flat as he heard them softly whimper, it sounded so sad.

“I am sorry, I was not being offensive I assure you, this person I speak of was very kind, at least he was in the dream, I dreamt when I was little , funnily enough a night like this, Mother had locked me out…”

He held one hand in the other looking at them, fingers curling around his thumb

“My fingers were so cold and red I could barely feel them, or the rest of myself to be honest…heh you probably do not want to hear the tired ramblings of an out of date demon.”

“No, please continue.”

There was silence again, that whispered voice, it comforted him, made him feel at ease, this indeed truly was a strange day.

“Mother had locked me out, I didn’t cry or beg her to let me back in, I knew she would not open the door, so I laid down cheek to the snow, despite being almost numb my face burned, my face…”

Tracing along his scars as he recalled the moment could not help but wince

“I had to be careful still they had barely healed by that point, but I remember how good the cold felt on them, red and angry they seemed to only be satisfied when pressed to the freezing earth, I knew that night or at least believed I was going to die and…I was alright with that until I saw a pair of eyes just like yours.”

Acylius took a step forward only stopping when he saw this being step back

“They were gold, I thought they were so beautiful , I thought maybe the angels we were told about were not so bad if they could come for something like me, his claws hands reached down for me but I didn’t see his face, all I heard was that I was coming home with him and his name…his name was…”

Acylius held his head in his hands, scrubbing them down his face

“His name was Cruentus.”

When he looked back at where the eyes had been there was only darkness, the demon in the dark had disappeared so quickly he wondered for a moment if they’d even been there.

No, nope, nope, that dream was not real, that being was not Cruentus, it was all coincidence and he was just exhausted, yes that was it, perhaps he should sleep tonight, or maybe he’d snacked on too much of Jake while he was working, or had too many sugary treats either way, it was pies in the fridge and off to bed.

Opening the back door he locked it behind him, ignoring the fact Demencia was chomping on one of the pies, after all she knew what was in them if she wanted to eat it that was up to her, his mind was elsewhere.

“Mmmm you tenderized this one good, Legs, nice and juicy.”

Usually her friend would react to that name, at least grunt or gently nudge her and tell her not to call him that, something was clearly bothering Acylius.

“Legs?”

Demencia asked gently, placing a hand on his shoulder, only for him to turn and pick her up by the front of her shirt, snarling as he did so

“Do not call me that name!”

Looking down at him, Demencia could really see something wasn’t right here, was he remembering something to do with that name, like it had always annoyed him, but that glare, the disheveled hair and fangs all bared …honestly in another situation he would be hot as fuck…alright she was already thinking he looked hot as fuck but this was not the time or place.

Touching Acylius’s face lightly, she watched as his ears flicked, his breathing was ragged, his eyes returning from being solid blue to having pupils and irises again, her hands were warm and comforting and he found himself leaning into them, lips pressed against her palm…she was there to ground him in his bad moments and he could never thank his friend enough for that.

“You mind setting me down you tree.”

Demencia laughed softly.

He carefully set her back down and pulled her in for a hug

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I would never hurt you, never.”

Nuzzling against his chest and wrapping her arms around him, patting his back

“Hey, hey now, none of that you dumb tree, I know you have gaps in your memory, did you remember why do you don’t like that name?”

“Hate, I don’t just dislike that name, I hate it…all I can hear is someone called Vincent and they make me curl up and die, I have no face only a voice, if I ever heard it…I would know…”

Flug was quiet, taking in just how small she was against him, reminding him how small most were against him like this, his talons formed, slowly stroking her hair, playing with the fuchsia overlay, down to her neck where it faded to lime green, such an interesting choice of colours to wear in ones hair.

“You already know I just appeared back into existence, as if the world itself birthed me, I was somewhere forgotten…and seeing Black Hat today, I think…no it is a stupid notion to think he could see me as anything.”

He kissed the top of her head, thankful that she had not let go, Demencia was the one being who never seemed to be afraid of him, who he knew he could trust and rely on in these moments where memories were trying to break through the surface and suffocated when they could not make it.

“I am a Legion demon, no more than a trinket in the end, I am a nothing in his world and I am okay with that, I have a nice peaceful life and a coffee shop just like I always wanted…”

He sat with her on the counter, as she sat on one of his thighs

“This is just a hug, you don’t need more right?”

Demmy enquired, slightly hopeful because who didn’t want to climb him, honestly, he was an idiot for not seeing he didn’t need to be some grand demon to be wonderful.

“Yes, just a hug…I wish I could say I grew up in a loving home with Christmases like in the movies, that I could tell you my life’s story, talk about a time I scraped my knee when I was small and had a mother who put cute cat plasters on me just because I like cats.”

She listened and let him stroke her hair, it’d always calmed him to pet soft things, so perhaps she might use shampoos that were just a little pricier than she’d usually buy simply to make sure her hair was soft for these broken moments no one else saw.

Even though he was not sobbing, made no notion he was crying, the damp warmth on her shoulder told her otherwise.

“I want to tell you the times my Father took me for ice cream, my first kiss with the person I fell in love with, something…anything, but there’s nothing there.”

She listened attentively until he had nothing left to say, carefully taking his hand from her scalp; Demencia held his face and looked at him

“Damn Sillyus, they really did send you back with nothing more than a leaflet.”

“I suppose, but I have so much to thank you for, when you found me on that street, I only remembered enough to get by, to survive, but you helped me to settle into this time and be a part of the modern world.”

Acylius kissed her forehead before pressing his to hers, eyes closed as he whispered

“I’m so tired of being lost, of being unsure of what I am, who I am, I just want to bake, make coffee and kill people in my basement, I think fortune smiled on me for a moment when you found me, I think I might just give you the world if you asked.”

“Awww come on dude, sounds like a love confession here, I have bills to pay off and knew there was a darker side in me, you’re the Sweeny to my Lovett.”

She teased fondly, lightly smacking the back of his head, smiling as he managed a laugh

“I guess I could agree platonically with that.”

“But honestly Slender Man, babe if you wanted to plant your tentacles and leave your seed in me I wouldn’t say no.”

Acylius rolled his eyes and shook his head, using a tea towel to wipe his face

“Honestly woman you are bloody hopeless.”

“Yeah but you love me all the more for it.”

She grinned punching him playfully on the shoulder

“Perhaps I do, but I am not as hot as you like to say I am, I hide my face, I hate when people look at my scars and pity me.”

Demmy raised a brow and climbed off of his leg, flicking his forehead

“I know you like to hide your face behind glamour and tricks but you’re beautiful even if you don’t see it dumbass, I’m starting to wonder what the fuck happened outside that had you coming back in as if someone stole your last apple crown and there’ll never be another one again on the face of the planet.”

She put the kettle on and took out the upside down pineapple cake; this was definitely a cake and tea situation

“First of all, do not say such blasphemous things, life would not be worth living without apple crowns, second of all…I think, I know I said there’s nothing there but I think I might have had a memory about my childhood involving Cruentus.”

Demencia nearly dropped the mug she was holding, setting it down she turned to face him

“Holy fucking shit, you mean thee fucking Cruentus, Hellhound butler, Hell Knight, works for the brooding clearly wants you to nail his ass Black Hat, that Cruentus…ahh I hear he has eyes like the fucking sun.”

Acylius gave her a deadpan look, hands on hips as he stood, looming over her, trying to look seriously only for it to falter

“You Demmy are just horny on main.”

“So what if I am? Gonna call me a slut like my last partner?”

She swatted away his playfully prodding hand.

“No, I never understood why it’s perfectly fine for men to have as many partners as they wish but seen as something terrible when a woman just wants to enjoy her life the same way, society is mad…also no more jokes on Black Hat you wicked beastie.”

Demencia would be lying if she didn’t admit his ability to shift from one mood to the other sometimes made her head spin, but it was clear he’d needed that moment to talk, shrugging she turned back to the kettle

“Alright, alright I’ll behave at least for now, I mean it’s clear the big bad doesn’t want you, how could he possibly want you…even though anyone with eyes could see he kept checking you out and every single coffee you brought him in hopes your stupid number was on it somewhere.”

Demencia couldn’t help but stifle a giggle at his sounds of huffing and frustration and heard him sit at the table, she did know there was stories, legends really by this point of Cruentus having a son, but you literally had to pour through footnotes and any books that might have had more information had been removed from shelves and privatized under the order of Black Hat himself.

End of segment one

(I'll try and type up segment two tomorrow)

[snarkybluechristian]

Villainous: Reform School Chapter 34

Not too long afterwards, Flug, 505, Demencia, and Melanie made it to the beach. It was getting closer to evening, but the sun was still bright in the sky for all the beachgoers on the surprisingly clean, glistening sand.

“Grace a Dieu!” Melanie exclaimed. “I thought I’d never see the beach again! Come on, 505!”

Melanie then dashed onto the beach ahead of everyone else. 505 handed the leash to Flug and ran after her. Flug walked down behind them with Demencia on her leash.

Once Melanie set down the basket, 505 set down three beach towels for the three of them to sit on since Demencia would be running around the beach anyways. He then set out three water bottles for them to drink from.

When 505 was done with that, Melanie set down her knapsack, took off her shirt and shorts, and started spraying herself down with the sunscreen. Before she had even finished spraying everything she could reach, 505 took the sunscreen and finished spraying Melanie down himself.

“Thanks, 505,” Melanie said. “But I think you need to worry more about spraying down your dad…”

“I’m fine,” Flug yelled from his towel on the left as he wiped sunscreen on his bare arms and neck. “You two can go ahead and have fun.”

“What about Demencia?” Melanie asked.

Demencia just then dashed past them like a bat out of Hell, for no reason that anyone could discern.

“It’s not worth the effort,” Flug said. “Believe me. I’ve tried. You two focus on enjoying yourselves. Okay?”

For a rare moment, Flug set his coat down under him and let himself relax some, sitting on his towel in the sand. He multitasked, vigilantly watching Melanie to make sure no escape attempts would come Demencia to make sure that she didn’t try to eat any of the other beachgoers.

Meanwhile, Melanie dug took off her sandals allowing her toes to sink into the sand, put on her sunglasses, and took in the sight of the horizon.

Melanie wondered what her parents and her sisters were up to and wished she could see. Her face fell and she shed a few tears.

Noticing her sadness, 505 walked up beside her and wrapped a hand around her shoulder.

Not knowing how to respond, Flug turned his attention to Demencia who required his attention since she was harassing an elderly couple. He immediately sprung to his feet to intervene.

Melanie walked over to where the water was lapping against the shore, let the water touch her feet, and let herself feel miserable.

“Why did the Lord let me get sent here, 505?” Melanie asked sadly, holding her arms tightly. “I hate this place. I was so stupid. I can’t fight off Black Hat by myself. I can’t even face Demencia. How will I ever get out of here? I just want to go home.”

505 felt sad for a moment as he wondered what to say. Then he had an idea. He picked up a stick and walked over to Melanie, grunting to get her attention.

Melanie looked over to see 505 drawing pictures in the sand, so she walked over to get a closer look.

Melanie looked closely and saw a doodle of the villains being happy with Melanie. Then she saw one of her outside the gates of the manor with 505.

“Oh, I get it,” Melanie said, perking up from her gloom. “Earn their favor, gain some freedom, and then come up with a plan.”

505 shook his head vigorously and gestured to the happy villains and her outside the manor again.

Melanie gave out a sigh that slowly turned into a smile as she said, “505, I don’t actually want to get along with them. I just need them to think I do. Oh, 505, you’ve given me an amazing idea! I just have to do well enough in my studies that they trust me. Then, when I get the chance, I’ll run away back to my Nunja sisters.”

Knowing that he had given her more mischievous ideas, 505 sighed. But upon seeing Melanie smile, 505 smiled, too.

“You’ll help me, right?” Melanie asked excitedly. “I know you couldn’t do anything with your dad watching before, but you could help me this time. I could get you out of here, too. I could help you find people who truly love you as you are and don’t see you as a failure or as a disappointment. Doesn’t that sound much better than here?”

505 visibly hesitated and looked away.

“505, are you okay?” Melanie asked.

505 picked up his stick and started doodling again. Melanie watched as 505 made a drawing of Flug hugging him and she understood.

“That’s right,” Melanie said. “No wonder you don’t want to leave. Flug is your dad. I don’t know how I keep forgetting that.”

Melanie looked in the distance where Flug had just managed to pull Demencia away from the elderly couple she was harassing and was yelling at her to go do something else.

After watching for a moment, Melanie said thoughtfully, “You know, at first, I thought that Flug was nothing more than an evil, sadistic flunky. At least, that’s what I got from all the videos. But now, I���m not sure what to think. Yeah, his lecture was boring, he knocked me out against my will, he drugged me into spilling the beans on Lucy, he implanted a chip in me, he threatened to dissect me, he bullied me with Black Hat, and he’s a stickler for the rules. But on the other hand, in a weird way, Flug seems to care about me and my well-being. He warned me about Black Hat to make me behave. He tore down Demencia’s mean drawings and let us come out here to help me feel better. He even saved my life. There’s some good in Flug, just a little bit. So, I don’t hate him completely. But on the other hand, Flug has rejected every inclination to be good and still follows Black Hat’s directive to abuse me into being evil, so I’m not that fond of the guy either. It’s so confusing. I guess I can love him where he is as a fellow creation of God. I also feel sorry for him and wish I could help him in a way, but there’s no way I could ever trust him or expect him to be on my side. It’s such a strange feeling. You know what I’m saying?”

505 looked at Melanie thoughtfully and drew some more pictures in the sand. She watched as he drew pictures of Demencia and Black Hat being cruel to him while Flug was kind to him.

“So, Flug has always been your only friend here, just like you are mine,” Melanie said thoughtfully. “I wish there was a way to appeal to that side somehow.”

Sunlight reflecting off the waves caught Melanie’s eye and she instantly turned her attention to the beautiful waves beckoning her with their coolness on that hot summer day. She could not resist sticking one foot into the water and then another.

The feeling of cool water on her feet made Melanie smile. She buried her toes in the wet sand to soak up that feeling even more.

“Hey, 505?” Melanie asked. “Do you want to wade in with me?”

505 looked over at Melanie confused for a moment about her sudden whiplash in mood before he smiled and nodded his head.

Melanie stepped further into the waves, enjoying the feeling of the cool water on her legs.

“Hey!” Flug yelled suddenly from the shore with Demencia sulking in the sand behind him. “Don’t go out too deep! Do you know how to swim?!”

“BS!” Melanie protested. “You just don’t want me to damage your stupid tracker again!”

“Your tracker is waterproof!” Flug yelled while Demencia spotted something down the beach that made her wicked smile gleam and took her chance to run for it. “I’m just making sure you don’t drown!”

“Calm your tits!” Melanie retorted. “I can swim okay. I’m just not great at it.”

“Then no going too far from shore!” Flug yelled annoyedly before turning to 505. “505, make sure she doesn’t get past where she can’t stand!”

“Dios Mio,” Melanie said with a facepalm as she and 505 turned around and headed into deeper waters. “You’re worse than my dad!”

Flug sighed and returned to his spot on the beach towel to try to make himself relax some more while wondering why Melanie never seemed to appreciate his concern. All he did was try to look out for her, but she never appreciated that or the precariousness of her position.

Flug lied down on the beach towel and shut his eyes to try to relax. He let his thoughts wonder and thought about Melanie.

Hopefully, this little outing would calm Melanie down into being more compliant and persuade her to listen to the doctor without having to use her modified tracker. Otherwise, Flug would have to rely on the tracker and Black Hat would push…crueler…methods of behavior modification, if not complete brainwashing. It would be unfortunate to have to crush a spirit like Melanie’s. But oh, well. If it was necessary, it was necessary.

Unfortunately, that was the moment he realized Demencia was missing.

“Oh, my God,” Flug whispered in terror as he jumped to his feet and looked around from one side of the beach to the other.

That was when Flug spotted Demencia about 50 feet away harassing a pregnant woman and her husband. She wanted to touch the woman’s belly and her husband was trying to hold her back with a beach umbrella.

Flug sighed and dashed down the beach after Demencia. There was never any rest for the weary.

[nightfurmoon]

HIGHLIGHTS FROM THE VILLAINOUS LIVESTREAM (23rd of August) (FLUG’S BDAY LIVESTREAM)

Ami made her first official appearance!! I hope to see more of her in future streams, she’s great <3

-‘What’s the nicest thing BH has ever done for Flug?' Let him live.

-Flug visits the cardiologist every year (reference to that comic they did for Flug’s bday), they already know him there lmaooo poor boy

-Black Hat’s teeth can tear through anything, except himself (that’s why he can talk without puncturing his tongue when he does the ‘th’ noises)

-Flug loves puns

-It was always planned for Flug to have a bag on his head, but he isn’t an object head, he does have a face. Him having his face hidden is a tribute to a lot of villains with their faces hidden, like Destro, who covers his face because of a punishment from his past, or Bane and Darth Vader.

-Black Hat brushes his teeth with arsenic or battery acid.

-Flug can’t dance, at all. Whenever there was a school dance, he was so embarrassed and never danced, although his mother sometimes forced him to. But if BH asked him to dance, he would (Steph mentioned BH making the floor super hot so Flug had to ‘dance’ and I pray that someone draws that)

-They are always hiring and looking at portfolios and even voice actors, English too! They are working on internships as well, but that’ll take some time. You can message them here: recluta@aianimationstudios.com

-505 is the only experiment that has shown Flug love and appreciation. All his other experiments caused him pain, suffering and work. Some Hatbots also feel emotions (Alan won’t explain why because spoilers) but the relationship between them and Flug is colder because they’re like, built in a fabric, that was also made by Flug, but it’s different. They are like manager and workers. 505 is his little precious son.

-Flug doesn’t go by Dr Flugslys because nobody could ever pronounce it right, so he was like ‘just say Dr Flug’

-Flug doesn’t like to be called ‘Ken’ because it reminds him of the barbie doll. So you either call him Kenning or Flug. Or Ken if you’re Demencia and want to annoy him.

-Flug is a kind boi and if you offer him cake, he’ll take it (he never gets cakes anyway), but he’s picky and doesn’t like most of them, only pancakes and lemon ones.

-Flug’s grandfather/family is Icelandic, hence his unusual name.

-The narrator dislikes Flug because behind the scenes he’s a bit rude to him. He also writes his script, giving himself a lot of titles and the narrator finds it obnoxious.

And here’s the livestream, go watch it and leave a like!

[recdrflxg]

Flug Facts

Some Cannon Flug Facts from Alan’s streams:

Flug’s Bday: Aug. 23 Nobody remembers his bday, only 505. BH knows but he doesn’t allow anyone to celebrate.

Flug occasionally sleeps with stuffed animals because 505 leaves them inside his chamber so when Flug arrives from work he doesn’t bother to get them out.

Flug loves pasta, waffles, pancakes and salad.

Flug doesn’t like music because he never felt anything from any song, so he tried to find one that made him feel something, but he never could so he gave up and he dislikes all music now.  (THIS HAS CUTE THREAD  POTENTIAL GUYS) 

Flug in his room when he has free time makes model planes and reads books to himself or to 505.

Flug is a mechanical engineer but never actually got a degree for that, he instead got an evil science degree at BH’s school. 

Flug actually likes working there, but like everyone, has thoughts about escaping whenever BH gets real mad at him because who would want to deal with that

Flug’s flirting is horrible, he pretty much would compare you with a plane.

Flug did a lot of models for Hat Bots and is always trying to improve them

Flug accepts hugs but if you approach him properly because he gets nervous with new people.

Flug was bullied at school 

Flug can’t sleep because of his past or bad stuff he sees so he uses the cryobed to freeze himself and be able to rest. 

Flug speaks a bit of French and Chinese. (Im expanding on this cause I like to think he learned others while working for BH) 

FLUG DOESN’T LIKE WEARING THE BAG, HE’S FORCED TO USE IT. Sometimes he likes it but most of the times he doesn’t.

Flug does take the bag off to wash his hair when nobody’s looking and he’s safe (This is so very important for threads with certain peeps) 

Flug visits the cardiologist every year

Flug loves puns

Flug can’t dance, at all. Whenever there was a school dance, he was so embarrassed and never danced, although his mother sometimes forced him to. But if BH asked him to dance, he would. (Another cute thread idea) 

Flug doesn’t go by Dr Flugslys because nobody could ever pronounce it right, so he was like ‘just say Dr Flug’

Flug doesn’t like to be called ‘Ken’ because it reminds him of the barbie doll. So you either call him Kenning or Flug. Or Ken if you’re Demencia and want to annoy him.

Flug is a kind boi and if you offer him cake, he’ll take it (he never gets cakes anyway), but he’s picky and doesn’t like most of them, only pancakes and lemon ones.

Flug’s grandfather/family is Icelandic, hence his unusual name.

Flug doesn’t like showing his skin because he’s a nerd and avoids using shorts and revealing clothes

Bullies in high school forced Flug to wear the trash can on his head, for no good reason, just because they knew it annoyed him

Flug does the grocery shopping

Flug must do a list for everything he does or else he goes crazy. He’s super intelligent but can be silly with the little things,

Flug’s favorite color is yellow.

Flug does the financial side of the business, not Black Hat. Like the taxes, paperwork and such.

The nightmares that Flug has are sometimes about BH, others are visions from his past… It varies.

Flug sings lullabies to 505 to get him to sleep even if he doesn’t like music, but like they’re creepy and about chemicals that put you to sleep. 

Flug’s not very mentally stable, he’s a bit cray cray

Flug would play plane simulator games and watch documentaries.

Flug is a strict boss because he wants things done in time, but he can be nice as well. He’s mostly strict because if he isn’t, Black Hat would punish him and those that work for him.

Flug didn’t go to that science expo we see on Penumbra’s instagram because he wanted to. He was sent by BH to showcase the new gadgets of BH Org and to present the vacancies they’ll have in the science branch of BH Org, because they hire other scientists that are under Flug’s command. 

Flug is the employee that lasted the longest working for BH and he’s the leader of the secret facility of scientists that work for BH. Those scientists are handpicked by Flug at the expo.

Flug  can be empathetic if he cares about that person. He’s a villain but a human, after all. 

BH Org institute is on another island very close to Hat Island and you can take boats from Hat Island to there. BH visits the institute every 5 or 10 years. (( Not flug related but important to mull over! Since Flug attended it and this could likely be where he ranaway too)) 

Flug has horrible eye sight, that’s why he has to wear thick goggles (( FEELIN VALID RIGHT NOW GUYS!! )) 

Flug could be in a relationship with someone but nobody loves him.((DAMN))

Flug homeschools 505

Flug has a brother! 

[galemalio]

Is Dr. Flug the Wild Card of the Villainous Crew?

I know what to expect of Black Hat: twisted evil. Doesn’t matter what ability he’ll use. Whatever he’ll do, it will always be evil that will shock and scare people. 

I know what to expect from Demencia: Black Hat obsession and violence. 

I know what to expect from 505: sweetness and kindness.

But Dr. Flug? I don’t know what to expect. He balances between sympathy and sadism. Pain that had made him wise and pain that had also darkened his soul. 

Will he respond with sympathy because he’s been there before? Or sadism because he wanted people to hurt as much or as worse as he had?

Furthermore, he has a lot of priorities that he needs to juggle. 1.) Make BH happy so that he won’t kill Flug. 2.) Care for 505 (Demencia is probably included here too). 3.) His unique villain code. 

Let me explain the villain code. Code is connected to sense of self. It varies from person to person that allows them to be able to look at themselves in the mirror. 

Flug is a proud and genuine villain. But Priority #2 and 3 are tied to Dr. Flug’s sense of care and community. Something that Black Hat lacks. 

I remember how Dr. Flug tricked Dr. Penumbra with the Sunblast lightbulb incident. I thought that would be the end of it. BHO is a crooked organization that exploits people and Dr. Flug is its head scientist after all.  

But Dr. Flug made an effort to make up for it by giving her a Christmas gift to help with her research as well as a birthday card. I guess, if he went through the trouble of extracting Sunblast out of Demencia , Black Hat would be pissed about their work performance. So he worked around the issue where BH is happy and he still stays true to his sense of self. 

So even if his first priority is Black Hat, he would do something unexpected to make things right in his own eyes.  

For now, he has worked around keeping BH happy while making nonconfrontational actions to fulfill his other priorities. What will happen if Dr. Flug run out of nonconfrontational options? What if he has to choose between Priority 1 and Priority 2? 

What will Flug do?

It’s an interesting conflict but I doubt that Flug would be tested this way in the narrative. After all, this is just theories and character exploration. 

[supercasey]

Aerospace Accident Q&A

Hey, y’all... been awhile since you’ve heard from me regarding Aerospace Accident, huh? I’m really sorry about that; life has been really stressful lately, but I wanna make some time to at least answer some important questions, and let you guys know what’s been happening behind the scenes.

First and foremost, the questions that I’m sure are on people’s minds right now.

Q: Is Aerospace Accident going to be continued?

A: Yes, I have every intention of seeing this fic through to the end, as well as doing possible one-shots of AUs/sub-plots after the fic has been finished. I feel like AA has become really special, at least to me, and I’d love to expand on the AU/AUs related to it (Ex: AU where Black Hat raised Flug from birth, AU where Flug is taken in by Black Hat earlier in the timeline, a Heroic version of AA (y’all can thank Silray_99 on AO3 for that one), etc). This AU isn’t finished yet, y’all!

Q: How long until the next update?

A: Good fucking question! Uhhhhhhh it should come out around Christmas? I hope? I’m a little over 6k into the chapter, and I hope to have it finished by the end of the week, but we’ll have to wait and see. I have a 40 hour work week, and it wears me tf out, but I’ll try and make time for this, too! It’s just hard, especially when I’m still adjusting to my new job.

Q: Be honest; are you still into Villainous?

A: Yes! I still really like Villainous! It’s one of my longer lasting special interests tbh, but hey, I ain’t complaining! There’s a bit of a content drought at the moment, so I guess I’ll have to be the change I wanna see in the world, lol.

Q: How is Aerospace Accident going to end?

A: Spoilers much? In all seriousness, I’m an uptight asshole when it comes to sticking to canon (”Under certain circumstances” I say, brushing the fact that Alan himself confirmed that Flug isn’t Black Hat’s illegitimate son under the carpet like my repressed emotions), so I want AA to end with the general premise of Villainous (Flug works for Black Hat as his lead scientist and inventor, Demencia is over the moon for Black Hat, 505 exists, etc), but with a few obvious differences that will be revealed by the end of the fic.

Q: How many more chapters until AA ends?

A: By my calculations? Um... around 15-20? Maybe more, maybe less. I love me a good slowburn (especially of the platonic kind), and considering how much more I want to have happen in the fic, and the fact that I don’t want to rush anything... yeah, it’ll be awhile longer of my bullshit, lads.

Q: Where can I go for more AA content?

A: As I’ve said before, the tags “aerospace accident” and “dad!hat” are pretty entertaining if you’re looking for a good laugh (beware of a few jokes containing dark humor, mostly of the “coping with childhood trauma” variety), but as far as actual talk of the AU and it’s events, well... I mentioned them earlier, but Silray_99 on AO3 and I have been having an awesome conversation regarding AA, ideas about Black Hat’s mysterious past, talk of AUs, etc. If you’re looking for some hints at future events, or just feel like watching me infodump about AA, you should check it out on AO3! (Here’s the link, but be warned, we’re over twenty comments deep into an infodump fight, and I refuse to back down, lol).

Q: Can we ask anymore questions? Because we all know you’re just answering these off the top of your head.

A: I’m always open to questions, especially regarding AA! Please, feel free to ask me anything you’d like, and I’ll try to answer your questions/prompts to the best of my ability!

Alright, I think that’s all I’ve got for now... again, feel free to pop into my inbox at any time; I’m happy to give you guys more content, even if it’s relatively light compared to new chapters!

[petitprincess1]

My Heroic AU (Warning: Long Post)

So, I don’t know why, but I have this dying need to explain my Heroic AU, especially since I got newer followers. I just want explain more about this to even those that have read my fics, but are more curious about it.

Central/Main Idea: Mine are more on the chaotic good side of things than lawful because I find it more fun and they kind of explore the whole “if villains can kill and destroy and people just accept it, why can’t a hero do the same, especially when justified and with a corrupt justice system?” Basically, whenever a hero does anything like kill or destroy, no matter the reason, they are automatically seen as corrupt or they have a dying need to be stopped, even more so than villains. My Heroic characters basically exist to prove such a thought wrong…even if they aren’t the most mentally balanced people.

Also, the images I’m using were created by @themcnobody when they did a commission for me and I posted it up, so I don’t think this counts as reposting, but I’ll remove them if they don’t want me using them.

The Crew:

Clemencia/Felicity Clement Age: 19-20 Height: 5 foot 3 Job: Assassin/Hitman for Hire Background: Clem was born powerless in a family full of superheroes both on her father’s and mother’s side. Around the time when she was born, White Hat made her family move to a more crime filled neighborhood to lower the crime rate. Unfortunately, due to them being stuck in a bad neighborhood and not having powers, Clem was stuck sheltered for over 19 years. 

However, that changed when she left out on her birthday without her family knowing…and she instantly got followed and almost attacked from a drunkard. Luckily and unluckily, Clem was “saved” by Demencia, who was following the drunkard because they were in debt with the BHO. Dem was going to attack Clem for fun, but she instantly got out of her murderous mood when the girl just expressed her gratitude and she just left her. 

When she came back, in the middle of her party and in front of her entire family, she expressed having a newfound inspiration with her life and finally knowing what she wants to do. And says loudly and proudly, “I want to be an assassin like Demencia!” Everyone was quiet. No one clapped. No one cheered. The only person even seemingly intrigued was a man wearing a top white hat in the back. Personality: She is an endless ball of energy, mostly due to her having so much fun with her unicorn powers and she will always try to use them whenever she can (even if it’s just simply changing her pupils to look like hearts or stars or even question marks). She loves basically being the spoiled little princess of the group, but she also knows when to get serious. And when she is serious, she can be pretty deadly, even though she hides it all with a huge smile on her face and with her excited demeanor all while summoning a battle axe. 

Clem also is a huge dork that loves to make multiple references from games to movies to music, it doesn’t matter. It’s just something that she loves to do. She’s the second most mentally dysfunctional person in the group, often constantly doubting or questioning her decisions She also is obsessed with loving Demencia as much as she is obsessed with killing her or capturing her. All because of that night of Dem saving her and she wants to show her extreme appreciation by being either her greatest enemy or amazing lover. She’s fine with either one. Just as long as she can be with her love.

She loves Slug like a brother and will often play as a lab rat for him by testing his poisons. It doesn’t do any harm, since her horn also has a bit of eldritch magic in it. And other than Demencia, White Hat is another person she’ll die for. She adores him and believes she owes everything to him.

Also, her horn is real and it constantly fries at her brain, while also simultaneously keeping her alive. It be like that sometimes.

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Slug Unglück Kaiser Age: 31 Height: 6 foot 2 (with boots on) 6 foot (with boots off) Job: Medic/Scientist Background:  Basically, his mom and dad are a villain and a hero couple, one of the very few that actually are harmonious together. They actually were (and still are) rivals to each other, but they just think of their “little” fights are just a little game to them. Anyway, they have Slug and his father instantly wants his wife to stop all heroic duties, warning her that now she that she has something precious to her that villains will immediately seek out that target or use him as her weakness. Of course, her being a hero, she ignores him and says she’ll be fine and continues fighting crime. This continues perfectly for a good 5 years, until she ended up going to a mission where they had Slug captured and were using him as leverage. They basically wanted her to give up her life of crime, tossing her a gun, or else her son would die. Not wanting to waste too much time and having already made the decision. She pulled the trigger…killing herself in front of Slug.

The father didn’t blame Slug for her death at the time, but he does immediately try to get him to a life of a crime, despite the fact that he was born normal. His father does this in any way he can whether it be making him see gruesome murders or manipulating Slug or lying to him at every turn, it doesn’t matter to the father. Slug’s grandparents, on his father’s side, hate that their son is doing that to him, so they instead subjugate him to more loving things, this includes making candy and baking. And Slug loves it! So much so that he starts doing it at home more and more, which makes the dad nervous, the last thing that he wants is for Slug to make take himself out of wanting to be a villain. So, the lies, deception, and manipulation increase to full on verbal and mental abuse over the course of 5 or 6 more years. Luckily, Slug always had his baking and candy making to calm him down. 

During one night, while his grandparents were over, his father gets into a very heated argument with his parents while Slug is trying to tune it all out by making his own sugar syrup. The arguing gets louder and louder to the point where Slug felt like he needed to say something, to at least get his viewpoint on things. This gets his dad pissed off to the point where he, blindly in a rage, grabs the pot that Slug was making the syrup and threw it at his face (simple syrup, which is just sugar and a bit of water, can be from 200-240°F), which luckily only hit the left side of his face from reacting quickly. His grandmother immediately tries to calm the burning, while his grandfather keeps his father away from Slug. His father ends up escaping Hat Island and is at large.

Unfortunately, for Slug, while they did get him to a hospital, the syrup gave him four degrees burns, which means you’re to the point where you have brown, leathery skin and you need skin grafting, a part of his lip was burnt so badly that it revealed some of his teeth, and that his left eye was damaged, not blind, but he can barely see out of it. Which is why he needs goggles. Personality: He’s kind of a direct opposite for Flug, like how Flug looks soft but he’s actually intimidating, Slug looks intimidating but is a complete softie. He is pretty blunt person and will always take the more logical route than the emotional, so he tends to seem very cold and analytic, but then will pretty much stuttering out apologies once he’s realized his mistake. He also self-taught himself poisons and engineering to start his own candy van with his friends. 

He also tends to carry candy around as a habit and just something to chew on when he’s thinking or nervous. Plus, he also manufactured his candies to be weapons, just so that no one can get suspicious of him when reaching into his jacket.

 He’s 100% loyal to White Hat and is pretty much ready to kill or harm anyone who dares speak against. He’s even ready to fight against Black Hat if need be, even though he knows it’s a losing fight.

Clemencia is like a little sister to him and he’ll always have her back, but he does tend to make her powers short-circuit on purpose if she does anything too insane.

~~~

White Hat Age: Old…but 300 years younger than Black Hat Height: 6 foot 6 (with hat on) 6 foot 4 (with hat off) Job: Owner of White Hat Incorporated/Consultant Background: …He won’t let me tell you. Personality: How does one describe him? White Hat is the worst out of everyone. Depending on who you are, he can be sweet and nice one second, but then snapping and downright terrifying the next. He likes to refer to people, at least mostly when he’s alone, as his puppets because he can easily trick people that he’s an all-around. I mean, who’s gonna question the man that’s the number one hero and was documented doing so many heroic deeds? No one, which makes this perfect cover up. And no one is safe from him, if you’re a hero or a villain or just an employee and you defy him, trick him, backstab him in anyway, you are probably not gonna live for much longer (in other words, you’re gonna get a visit from Clem) or if he sees value in you, then he has no problem in re-teaching you the rules here in White Hat Inc. 

Other than that, White also loves to be around humans, however. They oddly fascinate him with how interesting they are, especially with how they can easily make their lives harder by making one wrong decision or how they can ruin their day with one intrusive thought. And yet, a lot of them still find reason for continuing to live. Extraordinary. Plus, he also adores the food made on Earth and will sometimes take that over souls or flesh any day.

Also, he’s in a poly relationship with Clem and Slug because their his two most favorite puppets…and he does care for them. Fun fact: I was/am scared of White Hat because I don’t trust people who smile or are happy all the time. I just don’t. No one smiles that much and no one is that carefree. I don’t like them and that’s why I made him a master manipulator. 

~~~

Also, there isn’t a 606, but there is a Hatbot, who basically is pretty much like 505, except he often does harm others. He just believes that he’s playing with them, since he has the mindset of a child.

And that’s pretty much it. Let me know if you want to know more and this is a lot longer than I thought it would be.

[redeemed-au]

Alex quickly slips out while Vin is dealing with Pearl.

Her eyes widen at the scene: buildings destroyed and in flames.

Damn. They really did a number on this place... It's kind of impressive.

She sighs a bit at her task at hand, flips up the collar on her coat, and skulks into the wreckage.

Alex maneuvers through the flames with unhumanlike ease, dodging falling rubble and slipping through alleyways, searching.

Fucking Neutrals, she thinks as she moves along. Their stupid, fucking "ooo, look at me, I'm bringing balance to the Force, I'm eDgY~" fucking piece of shit...

A sound breaks through her thoughts. Laughter.

Up ahead, she sees Demencia. Quickly, she turns down an alleyway, pressing her back to the wall.

"Who's there?" a male voice cuts through the chaos. Flug.

"Greetings, Doctor," Alex replies, unmoving.

"...Alex? What the hell are you doing here?"

"There's actually Nine Hells, Doctor, but I wouldn't expect you to know that." She rests her hand on her laser pistol, secure in its holster.

"Did you come here just to insult my intelligence?"

Alex chuckles. "I don't do that, Doctor. I let my inventions do the talking."

"Then why are you here? Get to the point before I sick Demencia on you."

Alex laughs now. "Doctor, you and I both know she's no match for me. But to get to the point... we need help."

"...Start talking."

Alex quickly explains the situation, White Hat being captured and the balance needing to be restored. Alex rolls her eyes a bit as she explains that last part.

"And why do you think we would help you?"

"Because, deep down, I know you still care. He may no longer be your boss, but Prisma is caught in the middle of this and I know you care about them. So even if you don't do it for White Hat, I ask that you do it for Prisma."

There's silence, silence that lasts a bit too long for Alex's taste. She draws her pistol and keeps it at her side. Better safe than sorry. She's about to turn the corner when a voice pipes up.

"What's the plan?"

[zukoromantic]

(I was gonna add a "keep reading", but since I have the app, tumblr won't let me)

Alright, so I decided to participate in this challenge and the task of May 25th would be to put the spotlight on your favorite character so far. As I am not much of an artist, I just wanted to use this opportunity to explain why I absolutely 100% love and adore Flug. It's not even normal fan-wheezing anymore, this is advanced fan-wheezing, I'm serious

look at him

I know a lot of people are Black Hat stans to the grave and beyond and don't get me wrong, I LOVE BLACK HAT AND DEMENCIA WITH MY SOUL, THEY ARE REALLY REALLY IMPORTANT TO ME, but I have to admit that I am even weaker for the existence of precious and perfect Flug

Why is that?

Well, unlike BH and Dem who are evil and sort of insane in the most obvious ways possible, Flug does actually appear to have a decent amount of sanity

- he can be awkward at times, because he is actually reasonably scared of BH (as a contrast to Demencia)

- he gets as frustrated and as pissed at Dem as anyone would

- he seems to be very invested in his work

- he is more of a proffessional instead of an actual troublemaker

- he is a good dad to 5.0.5

all of this just makes him more of a relatable character, someone that we can actually find ourselves in at some level (I mean just look at this huge mood right there:)

Overall, with BH and Dem (especially Dem who just kind of ate a random dog I guess??) having more of a 'crazy evil' athmosphere to them, Flug is someone who gives the entire series some relatability, some humanity and it makes up a huge part of the show's vibe (not like the other characters don't, so don't get me wrong, of course they're just as special and important!). Apart from those three we also have 5.0.5 of course, but he rather has the role of an adorable child, unlike Flug who is simply a grown-up precious bean

there are also a few things that make him very interesting as a character in particular to me

- The bag. Despite obviously being of cartoonish nature, the character descriptions and the series in general are actually kinda deep on a level that makes us believe, there has to be a bigger meaning to the bag than random cartoon-anxiety. One of the most accepted/popular headcanons is of course that he has scars which he wants to cover up, but whatever it is - I'm excited for his face reveal (which Alan confirmed will be coming if things work out as planned - if I remember correctly)

- He is actually scared of BH, but at the same time Alan said Flug is kinda 'sucky' (?) for his affection/attention to the point that him and Dem sorta fight over it - ?? That's something that you wouldn't necessarily think after checking out the show at first. At a first glance he could just be trying to live his lawful evil life without minding the regular BH-struggle too much, but there really seems to be way more to him than meets the eye at first

That's also connected with my next point:

- He. Is. Evil. Even though he is relatable and kinda sane and precious and caring, he is still an evil scientist, he does work at BHO after all. And I think we can all agree that this scene right there - :

just really says everything you need to know about that point. He is perfection

Bonus points:

- I adore José's voice to such an extend that I cannot watch the English version, despite barely knowing any Spanish. Really, he nails this role (his squeeking sometimes because of mad BH is perfection)

- Flug is the definition of preciousness, 10/10 would protect

- "Jefecito"

- he may lack a certain sense of fashion, but that bag seriously makes him stand out somehow and not even look 'boring' in comparision to the other - outstanding - character designs of Dem and BH

- both a good boy and an evil boy

- savage and/or pissed Flug (mostly when it comes to Demencia and sometimes the narrator of the orientation videos)

So this has been pretty brief, considering this man is pretty much everything to me rn. Overall I can say that Flug's nature is cartoonish and entertaining, while at the same time being an actual human character, while also being both evil and a genius. He is the least one-dimensional character I have seen in a while and he fits the nature of show amazingly well.

screaming intensifies