#he is so gonna be the next villian

[the-minty-pick]

He deserves a cool mech of his own

[starry-bi-sky]

mmmmmm read a disciple shen yuan/shizun luo binghe fanfic about two days ago where the first chapter was the Immortal Conference arc, and SQQ was the one who had to be pushed into the abyss (he was still the villain) except Luo Binghe was refusing and was like, lowkey losing his mind about SQQ being so close to the edge. SQQ ended up having to be the one to fall in himself because of the system's punishment system. The rest of the fic is leading up to that moment. But like, MMM i've been obsessively thinking about that first chapter for DAYS ever since.

now i've been in svsss for a grand total of *checks watch* a week. but god obsessed with that. I want to write/read a fic where disciple SQQ goes a little nuts down there. Like keep all of the things that make SQQ, SQQ, but just. Throw in a little bit more trauma in there. A little bit of a mental break. Let him go a little nuts as a treat. Just a tad unhinged. I wanna see him go, just a little, "god fuck it, i've tried so hard to change this shitty story's outcome and it feels like everything i've done has been for nothing. I'm going to die in this world no matter what I do, I've been doomed from the start, so might as well die the way I want to." and he just, breaks a little! Under all the stress.

He still retains the traits that makes shen yuan, shen yuan, like his overwhelming kindness. But he's just! yk. A little less patient. Paranoid. Jumpy. Colder. A little more aloof and closed off. A little more Shen Jiu. He's no asshole child abuser, but he was a Number One Hater in his past life and he's leaning into that old habit a little more now.

(On a totally coincidental not-at-all related note, there's not enough SJ-and-SY-are-the-same-people fics out there that i've found. This is totally unrelated...)

The Endless Abyss turns the mind into an over-sharpened blade, and SQQ is both fascinated and perhaps a little excited to explore a place that doesn't have a lot of info on it in the mortal realm, but still terrified out of his mind. And he's no Luo Binghe, he doesn't have the sheer brute strength and power to just bulldoze his way through, so he has to be a lot more sneaky and cunning if he wants to survive.

The fic itself role-swapped LBH and SQQ so that SQQ was the half-demon (which lowkey fucks) and LBH the human, but I'm equally-if-not-more obsessed with the idea that LBH remains the half-heavenly demon and SQQ the human. If only because I keep thinking about SQQ befriending some demons (particularly and specifically a group of succubi) and they grow very attached to this Human Cultivator so through magic plot stuff they create some kind of seal/illusion/talisman that makes SQQ appear as a demon because a human cultivator in the endless abyss may as well be the equivalent of putting a giant neon target on your back.

And iirc Shen Jiu was taught demonic cultivation by that one guy(?? i've only been here a week so im not caught up in ALL of the lore yet) so that could totally happen here.

(On the other end of the realms, poor Shizun Luo Binghe is just. losing his fucking mind over losing his most precious and beloved disciple. About .5 seconds from burning down the peaks himself. somebody sedate him.)

The Endless Abyss sucks and SQQ is having a really terrible time and can feel himself going lowkey mad, but also holy shit look at all this WORLD-BUILDING. look at all this flora and fauna, and oh if he had the equipment for it he'd be writing all of this down. ALL OF IT. He was kinda-sorta-already planning on never leaving the Abyss as some sort of fucked up self-exile and self-preservation thing, but now he might? actually just?? never leave if he can help it, like he lowkey likes it down here.

anyways the next time anyone ever sees SQQ again he's got hair so long its almost touching the ground and he's either in rags and half-feral or he's been completely dolled up by his adoptive succubi sisters and still about three seconds from biting anyone who tries to touch him. (he's also lowkey trying to book it back down to the abyss even if he has desperately missed all of his friends and shizun)

[gornackeaterofworlds]

One of four bay vampires

@avery73 @luckycharms1701

Runs and hides-

[raddestrose]

I DONT THINK THAT IS HIS SWORD HILT

sorry for yelling, but i don’t think that’s his sword it may be something else

[divinedelusional]

ethereal

nate archibald x female reader

word count: 2356

warnings: slight angst i guess, altough is mainly fluff, and happy ending! slight hurt/comfort? mentions of alcohol. body image, insecurities. slightly suggestive at the end, but no smut! also Serena is not a villian in this.

synopsis: you get insecure about your smaller breasts while picking out a dress to wear for the white party, but Nate is there to comfort you

a/n: requested by the lovely @luluartpop! i hope i met your expectations. it's a longer fic and i know i could do it in a headcanon form, but what can i say, i got carried away with summer in the hamptons fantasy, xoxo

Sun illuminated your skin, slightly damp after taking a swim in the giant pool at the Hamptons house. Nate went to play squash with Chuck, leaving you for an hour, so you decided to relax outside. You couldn't be happier at the moment. You and Nate started dating right after new years party, and now that summer was coming to an end, your relationship was going strong after nine months. You were so comfortable and so in love with each other and most importantly you trusted each other. Nate didn't question you for hours before you were going out with your friends and you never were mad at him when girls tried to flirt with him. He only had his eyes on you and every girl who thought she stood a chance with him, quickly found out that he is taken and is proud to be your boyfriend. Speaking of your boyfriend, you suddenly noticed that someone blocked the sun, snapping you out of your thoughts.

"You're blocking the sun, baby" you said not opening your eyes.

"Oh really? My bad" Nate answered smirking and sat next you on the lounger. "Babe, i wanna se your pretty eyes" he said rubbing your thigh.

"Don't you know that the prince needs to kiss the princess so she'll open her eyes?" you asked lazily.

Nate's hand moved from your thigh to cup your waist, he leaned in and you felt his sweet lips on yours. He was kissing you slowly, licked your lower lip and you let him in. You continued to kiss like this for a while.

"You taste like watermelon" Nate said smiling.

"That's my watermelon maragritas, you can have one too" you said and got up from the chair.

"Where you going?" Nate asked.

"I need to get dressed, Serena's going to be here in like 10 minutes" Nate looked at you confused. "You know, to try on some dresses? For the white party tomorrow." you smiled

"Ohh right yeah." Nate got up from his spot too. "So have fun then." he smiled and gave you quick kiss.

You were just about to disappear in the house, when Nate yelled after you.

"Y/N!"

"What?"

"You look fuckin hot"

"Oh, I know that" you gave him million dollar smile, but when you entered the house you giggled at his compliment, excited to pick an outfit for tomorrow's party that you'll look just as hot in as you looked in your bikini now.

"Come on you got a bunch of white dresses in your closet" Serena said while roaming through the racks.

"Nothing feels right you know" you answered staring at the floor.

Serena found a dress for herself 15 minutes ago. Actually she tried on just two dresses out of ten she brought to your house and was pleased with her choice. You on the other hand didn't like any outfit you saw yourself wearing in your head, when you thought about the party earlier.

"Hey, what's Nate gonna wear? Maybe that will give you some inspiration, you could match or something" Serena smiled.

"Oh he said he has like three options and when I tell him what's the vibe of my outfit he's gonna take the one that matches mine the most" you smiled softly.

"What do you think of this one?" Serena took a dress out of her stash of clothes.

It was a simple white tube dress, with a flowy skirt, material very light and similar to the dress Serena chose for herself. You quickly tried it on and looked at yourself in the mirror.

"Serena I look like a braidsmaid at a beach wedding"

"But maybe that's the vibe! You could have your hair down in a loose braid, or we can even put some flowers in your hair"

The idea would occurred to you, if only ten minutes ago Serena wouldn't say no to the dress you liked the best, which was short, satin dress, with thin straps and square neckline that was a perfect fit for your smaller breasts. Besides, that dress was special to you, because the first day of your Hamptons vacation, Nate surprised you with a picnic and you were wearing it. You thought it would be nice to wear it to end summer.

"Serena, you told me the picnic satin dress wasn't good enough, because white party is too formal event for such and now you wanna go with beach wedding vibe?" you asked, no malice in your tone, although you started to get annoyed.

"Oh gosh yeah I guess your right" your friend chuckled. "Uhmm but I don't know if you don't want to go in any of your dresses maybe I'll lend you this one? It's similar to mine, but the shoulders are down, and you like this type" Serena handed you the dress. She was right, you liked summer clothes with shoulder down and the dress was really pretty with slight sliver shine, while Serena's dress was milky white. You changed into the dress and Serena gasped.

"Y/N!" you look like a princess!" you twirled in her dress and you'd have to say she was right.

"You're gonna wear your hair up?" you asked her and she nodded. "Then that way I can wear them down, maybe put this pearl clip in the back of my head"

"Yess!! And we can totally match that way, oh my god I'm so excited!" Serena exclaimed. She stood next to you in the mirror and you truly looked amazing together. But there was one thing that suddenly got you upset. Broad straps of Serena's dress, the depp v line and material gathered in the middle of her chest made her cleavage and boobs look perfect. Meanwhile you realized that if you want to make your breasts to look as good in your dress, you'd need to wear a strapless push up bra, or tape your boobs the right way and you hated doing that. Last time you used boob tape was probably for the dress you wore at cotillion, almost a year ago. You sighed, tired with the fitting but masked your concerns with a smile.

"Can't wait to wear that dress then"

"Baby, what's wrong?"

"What do you mean?" You and Nate were outside eating your dinner, he ordered you favorite ravioli and opened a bottle of white wine, yet you didn't take a sip this evening and barely ate two ravioli.

"You've been dragging that raviolo through your plate for over ten minutes baby, what is it? You're feeling sick or something?"

"No, no Nate I just... I don't know, I'm just not that hungry right now. In fact you know, I am gonna go take a shower, I'll eat later" you said getting up from the table.

"Okay, but Y/N, please if you need something just call me okay? I'll do the dishes and I'll go upstairs." Nate put your hand on yours before you got up from the table.

"Sure, don't worry baby" you said and went upstairs with your eyes already glossed, but thankfully Nate couldn't see it. You quickly got upstairs and laid on the bed, trying to figure out a way to escape thoughts that were bringing you down. After what felt like a second to you, you got up but you realized you've been laying like that for 15 minutes. You wanted to finally take a shower, but you noticed the dress you were supposed to wear tomorrow and suddenly tears filled your eyes. You let out a silent sob, your back turned to the door, so you didn't see Nate coming in.

"Y/N baby, what is it?" you felt your boyfriends hands on your arms. You looked at him, tears streaming down your cheeks, you sobbed again. The view was breaking his heart.

"Nate" you chocked out, when he took you in your arms. You clinged to him and he walked you towards the bed and sat you on his lap. He was stroking your hair, not saying anything, waiting for you to let it all out.

"Sweetheart?" he asked when your sobs stopped. You were tracing circles on his chest with your finger and you hid your head in the crook of his neck when you mumbled "It's Serena".

"What? What happened?" he asked confused.

"Well it's actually not Serena, well partly but... i mean it's about her and the dresses too."

"Something happened while you were trying on the dresses? Baby please tell me"

"But promise you won't laugh Nate, deep down I know that what im gonna say it's stupid, but please"

"How could I ever laugh at you in such situation? Don't worry baby, just tell me" You took a deep breath and you told him everything.

"I mean we were trying on this dress right, and I wanted to wear the one I had on our picnic you know which one" Nate nodded "And Serena said that the white party was too formal for this"

"What? Where on earth? I mean it's not like you can wear pjs but the dress would be amazing!"

"Yeah I know, but then I was like, maybe I can wear something new right, so she gave me her dress" you pointed at the chair that the dress was laying on. "You know we could match each other with this dresses but her... her" you sniffled.

"Her what?" You yet again hid your face from him. He felt your tears on his t shirt.

"Her boobs look better than mine and I don't wanna go. They,re so small and I don't want to keep disappointing you," you finally said it.

"Hey, babe, look at me please" you looked at him, already embarrassed with what you just said. Nate's hand went under your blouse and rested on your left breast, but he didn't take his eyes off of yours.

"Listen to me baby. I. Love them" he said and squeezed your breast lightly. You let a small gasp. "I also love you" he cupped your face in his hands, thumb wiping off your tears. You chuckled. "Seriously babe, I don't know why you suddenly felt that way about your perfect chest but listen I love it. I love you. You look amazing sweetie. Everyday. In your bikini when you spend hours in water and then the next couple hours tanning. In my t-shirts in the morning, or after shower when we're watching a movie. In your sports bra, when we're going for a run in the morning. Oh and this picnic dress Serena didn't like? You know how you looked that day? Ethereal baby. Seriously, that day, first day of summer I thought to myself how lucky I am, that a girl who's so beautiful both outside and inside, is mine. Three months went by and I still can't believe my luck, you know that?"

You looked at your boyfriend in awe, feeling like you could start to cry again any minute.

"Nate, honey I don't know what to say..."

"You don't need to" Nate said taking your hands in his. "Just don't let your thoughts do that to you. Don't doubt yourself, your beauty, and my love for you. And don't listen to Serena if she says something stupid" you let out a laugh at that one. "Why'd you cared about her anyway?"

"I don't know, i know she didn't want to upset me, I didn't even let her see how I felt"

"Then what was it?"

"She just you know, she looked wonderful in her dress. Perfect. And you know, your history I thought that..."

"Our history ended, y/n. A long time ago. Since you're in my life, there's no one who could compare to you. She may be perfect to everyone else, but you are my perfection." Nate looked at you again, as you smiled sincerely for the first time today, since the dress fitting.

"There she is" Nate said smiling. You hugged him once more, relaxing into his embrace.

"I don't know what I'd do without you, baby" you said.

"And what I'd be without you I don't know either" Nate chuckled and kissed your head. "Hey babe, but what about the dress?"

"Oh my god" you said, getting out of his grip and getting of the bed.

"Hey baby easy, didn't want to stress you"

"No Nate im fine" you called roaming through the racks "I just remembered I had something perfect" Nate got out of bed and followed you, curious what you found.

"Here! This is what I looked for!". you exclaimed. You were holding a hanger with a linen white dress, spaghetti straps meeting at where the nape of the neck would be, backless with high slit on the right side. So simple but so classy.

Nate looked at you with adoration, happy that your spirit was back, his girl happy with sparkling eyes, that was all he needed.

"I'll try it on tomorrow I'm too tired for this today" you said happy that you finally chose something.

"I'm sure it will fit perfectly, sweetheart" Nate came up to you wrapping his arms around your waist. "You were saying something about shower earlier?"

"Yeah, you wanna go?"

"Mhm, in a minute" he started kissing your neck.

"Why not now?"

"You know" he started taking your blouse off, his hands cupped your breasts. "I have to make sure your not gonna get insecure about 'em" he twisted your nipple gently. You moaned a little.

"Can you be doing that while we shower?"

"Yes ma'am" he kissed your neck and picked you up bride style.

Needless to say that the next day at the white party you and Nate stole the show. You looked amazing in your dress, you were also glad that you choose this one, cause it covered all of the hickeys Nate left on your breasts last night, you couldn't even believe that yesterday you were so insecure. You were glowing and Nate couldn't be happier. Summer was coming to an end, but he was sure that your relationship was just at the beginning of a long, love filled journey.

reblogs and comments appreciatated♡

[crow-man9000]

sonic movie 3 thoughts (spoilers below for. literally everything basically + these thoughts are very sporadic)

I cannot express into a fully comprehensive english sentence how much I love this movie. I'm not even kidding, I think it's one of my favourite movies... ever! it tops raggedy ann and andy, it tops nimona, it tops deadpool and wolverine, it tops the mario movie, and dare I say my sam and max spinterest may get drowned out because of this movie... I'm never leaving this fandom tho. I am chained here LMAOOO

I absolutely ADORED all the scenes with shadow and maria! the movies highlighted their relationship perfectly, and I loved how shadow and maria looked up at the stars instead of looking down on earth on the ark because well. yknow. points to the arc-shaped hole in the movie. when she died I kinda felt like that video of that hazbin hotel fan crying over angel dust but um! we don't need to talk about that ^_^

also I fucking HATED gerald. I know we're supposed to but like I wanted to punch through the movie screen and choke him istg HE PISSES ME OFFFFF RAAAAAAAAAAAH

ok. normal now I swear. the chao garden! I loved the chao garden, and when team sonic all wears those chao mascot heads 😭😭😭 THEY LOOKED SO STUPID (SLASH POS) I LOVE THEM

also they said. a lot of things a lot of times. half of the time I was telling my mum "THE FUNNY HEDGEHOG SAID THE THING!" even though she has no idea what the fuck I'm talking about LMAOOOO. especially when sonic said "ok hot topic" I know it was in the trailers but I did not expect a snapcube reference

THE MOON SCENE. I AM NOT KIDDING I HAD MY JAW WIDE OPEN. AND THEY ADDED LIVE AND LEARN??? YOU PESKY FILM MAKERS I THOUGHT THEY WEREN'T GONNA BE IN THE MOVIE BUT YOU GOT MEEE YOU GOT ME GOOOOOOD. that scene was genuinely majestic, when the sun rises over the two of them and then shadow grabs his hand and they go super??? hello??? do you want me to go crazy??? (spoiler alert: I went crazy)

eggman and shadows sacrifices did make me a little upset not gonna lie... stone didn't even get to say goodbye properly :(( please let stone enter his villian arc next movie I think he deserves one... at least we know shadows coming back!

speaking of the next movie, AMY AND METAL!!!! I was straight TWEAKING when amy revealed herself. movie amy looks so fucking awesome GRAAAAAAAAAAAH I WILL GO INSANE!!!!! who do you guys think is gonna voice her? for some reason I can't stop thinking of movie amy as british? london being in this movie has corrupted me.... the british are invading yet another territory: my mind.

overall, this movie was so so good and I absolutely cannot wait for the next one! sonic 4 here we come!!!

no, not you episode 3

[serxinns]

Yandere class1a x aizawa kid reader pt.3 where they all have a summer vacation trip to the beach plz have a good day👍🏽🏖️

A/n: sorry for the long wait, but it's finally here. I hope you enjoy it!! Stay groovy!

Also the seashell diverder goes to @h-aewo

Aizawa noticed how you were getting bummed out in the summer with all the hero work, studying, and his brats of classmates obsessing you head to toe pulling you in different directions or wanting attention from you, whenever you came back home with him you looked so exhausted and gloomy so he decided to declare a beach day for just the two of you!

Aizawa didn't like the beach as much as you did he prefers indoors especially in the wintertime when he can be wrapped comfortably in his blanket drinking hot coco cuddling with his cats and you sleeping peacefully in his arms watching another childish Christmas special on TV, but you Loved the beach you loved exploring seeing what kind of treasure you'll find in the sand, resting in the sun, and devouring snow cones! So a father and child bonding vacation will get you in the mood again and he knew exactly how to suprise you

You waved to Nezu as he drove off. Today was a tiring and you were extremely exhausted, your classmates kept bothering pulling you around in different directions just to get your attention or to spend time with them, there was even almost a war in the cafeteria because a group in class 1b invited you to sit with them, training your favorite subject was cut short cause your class again got too brutal trying to show off their fighting skills to eachother and that turned brutal real quick

you just wanted to go in your room, turn off your phone preventing your classmates spam texting you and cuddle with your cats to forget the day all altogether You slowly opened the door to a beach bag on the couch "...wtf" You awkwardly approached the bag grabbing it and looking inside to see a bunch of beach items like sunscreen, a swimsuit and it was in your exact size? "Dad..?" You looked around to an empty, silent living room. You walked toward the kitchen cautiously as you saw another beach bag, and it was a large water gun. Seriously!? What's even going on? You were about to head back when you heard a loud BANG, which sounded like.. party poppers. You turned to see your father holding

"Suprise..! We're going on vacation." Your dad stood there grinning at your surprised and baffled expression. "When?" "Tomorrow, this weekend's my day off so why not they even have a beach~" he shrugged there was a place for a moment as your face slowly lit up causing Shouta to chuckle already knowing what was about to happen next "YAYAYAYAYAYAYA THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU" you squealed squeezing the poor man's lungs out with your death hug "your welcome sweetie" he choked out trying to fight for his life surviving the hug

"Did you pack your clothes?" "Yep! I packed EXTRA early," You replied while coming downstairs and rolling down the suitcase while your father checked everything else. "Do we have the giant medkit" Aizawa looked around checking every luggage "dadd we dont we don't need that big ass kit it's just a 2-day vacation" you groaned as your father shot a glare at you " "Language and of course we need it just because we're on vacation doesn't mean anything villians will still pop out a nowhere" you mentally rolled your eyes obviously not wanting to hear all that "can we go nowww we got everything ready our neighbors will watch the cats, the 23 security cameras are all on and activated lets gooo" you whined carrying both you and your dads luggage towards the car as your dad sighed "what am I ever gonna do with you"

Time skip

Time skip again

"We're here," your dad said softly, waking you up from your nap. You blinked a couple of times, trying to shake off the slumber. "Look at the view" he pointed you looked to where he was pointing and he wasn't lying the sunset of the beach was beautiful the mix of yellow pink and orange was plastered across the sky, you almost thought you were in a painting "it's getting late let's check into our hotel and get some rest we'll go to the beach tomorrow morning" you lazily nodded feeling sleepy again as Shouta started grabbing all the luggage and placing it into those suitcase holder with the wheels (if ykyk) and saw you passed out already in the car

he sighed annoyed but not wanting to wake you up so he picked you up and placed you on his shoulder while rolling the luggage holder toward your room ignoring the stares, whispering, and fangirls gossiping, falling head over heels for the muscular man carrying his child towards the hotel room once he made it into the hotel room, he gently place you down 1st tucking you in for the night without forgetting to give you an soft kiss on your forehead then changed into his comfortable clothing there was 2 beds but he decided he sleep on your bed as well not wanting you to fall off of course totally not because he knows youll feel safe in his arms (before yall say something this us strictly platonic) and he so to drifted off to sleep

....

Aizawa was slowly awoken by you staring and smiling down at him he got started and pushed you off of him "Ow" "never do that again he grumbled tiredly looking over to see the clock being 8 AM then looking at you "Can we go to the beach now" "5 more mins sweetie I'm fucking tired-" "I will kick you repeatedly until you fall off the bed then bite you on your leg like a chicken bone if you fall back to sleep" he groaned again glaring at you while you smiled mischievously at him

Time skip again

You couldn't contain your excitement viewing the beach while Aizawa was carrying the beach stuff; you were wearing your (fav color) swimsuit with some goggles and a snorkel while your father had a black Hawaiian shirt and yellow swimming trunks with sunglasses. "I found a spot!" You quickly ran over, claiming the spot. Your father followed you as he placed the beach stuff down; you were about to dash toward the water until an arm yanked you back.

"You need your sunscreen, brat," you pouted, ruining your chance. "I don't need it!" He glared, grabbed the sunscreen, squeezed the bottle to squirt some out, and slapped it onto your face, rubbing it. "Ack! Let go of me!" You try struggling off your grip "You wanna act like a little brat You gonna be treated as one" As he kept assaulting your face with the sunscreen you then managed to push him up and snatch the bottle rubbing the cream over your body while he stared sternly at you "see now wasn't that hard?" "Fuck you" "y/n?" A familiar voice called out to you

There was the class all in their bathing suits staring directly at you. "y/nnnnn!!!!" Hakagure and Mina ran over to you and tackled you with a hug just processing what kind of bad writing fiction was this to make this even possible (hey! >:() "y/n! I see you also here as well," Iida stated while waving his arms around. "Yeah, I'm on vacation for a whole weekend here How are you here?" "We plan to have a beach party here. We were about to invite you, but we heard from you all day and yesterday evening!" Denki whined, leaning on your shoulder and earning a bunch of glares at him. Before you could respond, Kirishima grabbed your arm and dragged you towards them. "C'mon, let's go have fun! We got a bunch of plans for this party it's gonna be fun!"

you signed looking back at your father which he shrugged shooing you off to have fun while you shrugged to yourself and ran along with them

Aizawa, on the other hand, was pissed there was no way that they could go to this specific beach hotel and plan a beach party there. Did they track him and you down? Did one of them spy on you or place some kind of recording device in his or your phone? Thoughts were running through his head he was gonna find the bottom of this and once he did oh his class was gonna be in big trouble

Meanwhile

"Let's play volleyball ball!" Mina shouted, tossing up the ball. Since there are 21 of us, we should be in teams of 3! Let's make this a tournament! The last team wins! Everyone was interested and decided to get into teams

The teams

2 Midoriya, iida, and Ochako

7 Mina, hakagure, and ojiro

8 Shinsou, todoroki, shoji

4 Bakugo, denki, Kirishima

1 Momo, jirou and tsuyu

9 Koda,Sato, and mineta

5 Sero, y/n and Aoyama

"Let the volleyball tournament begin!" Mina cheered, "For y/ns love..." They all thought determined to win this match to gain your affection, teams 2 and 9 were up 1st it was a close battle between the 2 teams with Ochako trying not to float the ball up and Sato trying to keep up with Iida's speed and Midoriya calculating a smooth hit murmuring to himself to try and find a way to win the game when the ball was heading towards him making him missed the ball causing it to hit the ground team 9 won while iida scolded Midoriya as he apology repeatedly

next was teams 4 and 8 and oh boy it was messy Bakugo demanded his idiot friends play better and pressured them while team 1 was knocking it out of the park until Kirishima managed to get a good swing tsuyu hit the ball with her tongue As it headed towards Denki but rather hit his head pretty hard to the point he went into his dumb mode "y-yey!!!!" The electric boy pulled out his thumbs as Bakugo was extremely pissed off grabbing the blonde by the back of his shirt and dragging him off the court in defeat

7 and 5 were up and it was actually pretty hard you tried to make Ojiro hit harder as you tried hitting it the opposite way but he managed to go to that spot Aoyama and Mina were battling it out well it was most Aoyama trying to get revenge on Mina while was just having fun oblivious to the shiny boy's intentions but you somehow won huh

Then teams started battling off winning team 9 loss to 8 with toodrokis super move 1 won your team by an intense battle and now it was all up to your team and 8 the final showdown

After a long, extreme battle between you and team 8, you...lost due to your slipping and fucking up team 8 won the match! Shoto then came up to you and pulled out his hand. "Good game.." he said, forming a small blush on his cheek. You chuckled and grabbed his hand as well. "You too, shoji and Tokoyami killed it out there!" "You too, I never knew you were good at volleyball, y/n san!" Dark Shadow chimed as Dark Shadow nodded in agreement "he's right you also did amazing as well y/n you should be in our team next time"

You smiled, oblivious to more glares the blackbird was earning. "Yeah, in return, teach me those moves!" Thats when you were suddenly dragged by Bakugo going to his squad "We're playing water gun fight you in?" He grumbled. You smiled mischievously as you grabbed your large meta water gun behind your back. "It's on..."

The others watched in jealousy as you and the bakusquad where spraying each other with waterguns untill bakugo slipped and fell into the ground you, kirishima, denki, Mina, and sero surrounded him and started spraying him at once then running away when he started to use his explosions the 5 of you started laughing hysterically when someone tapped your shoulder you looked over to see momo, tsuyu and jirou "me and jirou are heading to the snack shack wanna come?" Tsuyu offered "Oh I didn't bring my mone-" "I'll pay!" Momo said "oh no momo you don't have to-" "no no I insist really!" Momo said with smiled so genuine how could u even say no?

You signed, "Fine, but don't make me forget to pay you back!" Momo was gonna make you forget you didn't need to own her anything. Honestly, your presence was the payment! She just wants to spoil her little jewel! You then got your food and sat on the bench watching the sunset "Man the sunset is so pretty" You were mesmerized by the warm colors in the sky while the 3 girls were mesmerized by your face and how your eyes lit up seemed to relax when seeing the sunset tsuyu was just in awe while jirou was flustered Upon seeing your everything honestly

"Hey, you stole y/n away. We were planning to make sand castles!" Their precious moment was ruined when Koda started walling towards them behind them were Sato and Tokoyami "No we were just gonna get some food and rest" "let's not lie now you know you wanted to get some alone time with y/n" Tokoyami stated glaring at the girls " actually you're all wrong cause ma cheer is coming with me!" Aoyama started grabbing you and dragging you until he bumped into someone and that someone was Midoriya and his crew

"Where the heck do you think you're going with MY y/n?" Izuku stated as Aoyama hid you behind him as they both started arguing everyone else joined in and started a huge yelling match between each other "ok... time for me to go now" You started to walk off trying to find your father to tell him what's going on but you then bumped into someone again seriously how clumsy can you be and where are these people coming from? You looked up to coincidentally see your father just staring at his own students fighting and screaming at each other

"Uh Dad ur here so uh this happened" You tried telling him what had happened but he just kept staring and glaring at his students "Don't worry it's already taken care of" You paused for a moment confused by his statement "Take cared of-?" then a sudden announcement came on coming from outside the hotel

"The beach is now close! Please pack your things and leave or go back intothe hotel habe a lovely evening!"

You heard groaning from your classmates defeated that they couldn't spend time with you anymore they all waved goodbye at you and left in defeat grumbling under their breaths and glaring at each other and at Aizawa who was smirking menacingly at them mockingly waving at them he can finally spend time with you now with no distractions just his vacation with you and only you

"Hey kid, wanna go to this cool restaurant I found while driving?" Your father offered, "Can we order it? I wanna eat in the hotel and watch some movies your father chuckled agreeing that it was a good way to end the day!

[orpheuswasmine]

Pretty sure they were considering Bill to be more like Discord, just a nuisance and not the big bad villian. Honestly, what i would givs to see that 😭

After sock opera he just shows up more and more, and he just keeps messing with Dipper and Mabel going, “yeah, i know who the author is, am i going to tell you? Nope!” which brings to us to the next

The whole portal and Ford 🗿 Bill had Ford build the portal for their dimension to cross and we know that in canon, Ford and Bill were fighting and he was about to kill him until the portal opened—so what would it have been like in this AU?

I think it be more or less the same, but in the sense that Bill had Ford build the portal for shits and giggles. In this AU, you could say Bill dimension isn’t in danger at all, or maybe they are he just isn’t that worried since doomsday for them is not coming anytime soon lol. Regardless, Ford and Fiddleford made the portal, and Fiddleford went through and saw what he say (Bill having his little feast 💀) So on and so forth

Ford here is thinking Bill is an absolutely dangerous being, getting ready to kill him, meanwhile Bill is genuinely wondering wtf he’s gonna do when that portal opens. Ultimately, Ford and Bill would go through together somehow (likely by accident) and it’s actual chaos

“Pinetree! Shooting Star! Good to see you two again! How was breakfast this morning—” this man is then jumped by Ford 😭

Bill in their dimension now and he has no idea what the flip to do, other than be a nuisance and mess with everybody 💀 but, he would get homesick perchance and start begging Ford to open the portal so he can return to his home, but the answer would be a big no since Ford is worried about the consequences that will occur.

Coining this au as the Misplaced AU, because Bill is misplaced in their home 🙏 i will be making art of this trust

[wolvwa]

"BAKU-CHAN!"〃

Katsuki x fem!reader

Part 1/?

A bit ooc? Some angst but mostly fluff,, I think most of us need it right now

Notes; not proof read, perchance a bit self indulgent...

"Who are you?"

Those were words Katsuki Bakugou thought he would never hear. Nonetheless, from a girl hogging up the swings!

"I-I told you yesterday! Do you have short-term memory or something!?"

"That's a long name..."

"You idiot! My name is Katsuki Bakugou, and you better remember it this time! When I'm number one, you'll have no choice!" The boy whose name you had forgotten spoke with such pride and confidence it made you feel a little small. How can someone so little have such big goals?

You wanted to be a hero, too. You were always told your quirk wasn't suited for it, though. But still, you had some hope, and you'd settle for being in the top 100s! Anything at all, really. But this boy was yammering on about being at the total top.

"Kaachan!" A smaller voice interrupted your train of thought and the blonde before you groaned. "Ignore him, he's not gonna be anything!" He said confidently which made the other boy falter slightly.

"Why?" You blinked.

"Hah? Are you new here or something?"

"Yeah. Why?"

"He's quirkless, that's why!" The boy huffed, taking another step towards the sandbox. "Now, move over, idiot!"

You narrow your eyes in thought, trying to recall what just happened. You weren't all that interested until he brought up heroes.

"It's okay. I'm not scared of cooties anymore cause my mama said they aren't real. We can play together, Baku-chan."

Katsuki's eye twitched as he watched you scoot over in the sandbox and look up at him expectantly.

"W-What!?"

"Cooties aren't real–"

"No! What did you call me!?" He interrupted.

"Baku-chan."

"That's not my name! Kat-su-ki Ba-ku-gou!" He exclaimed, speaking slowly as if teaching a newborn how to said their first word. Except you just stared up at him with those big eyes.

"But he called you Kaachan." You deadpanned, pointing to the greenette behind him who flinched.

"But he's a loser and doesn't matter!"

"Sorry, Baku-chan."

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You got on Katsuki's last, first, and fifth nerve. Like Deku, you followed him around like a damn dog. Scratch that—a koala. Wherever he was, you were behind him and clinging onto his shirt.

It took you three weeks to remember his actual name.

While all the girls avoided the boys, him especially, it seemed like you were glued to him the second your eyes met.

Which is why he can't have you following that damn Deku around, too! You were his fan, after all!

"Baku-chan? Where are we going?"

"Somewhere Deku is too scared to go." Katsuki replied with a grumble, tightening his grip on your hand. Since Deku followed him around all the time, his loserness was rubbing off on you!

Translation; you and Deku were becoming friends.

Sitting on a log, Katsuki finally let go of your hand. You looked around for the first time before looking back down at him and taking a seat next to him. "Back up, would you?" Katsuki grumbled, scooting over.

Of course, you immediately scooted right back to his side. "Baku-chan," you spoke up. "How come you don't like Deku?"

The boy scoffed. "Isn't it obvious? He's a quirkless nobody!"

"Well, yeah. But you don't have to be mean about it."

"Huh? Why not!? Someone has to put him in place!"

"....someone needs to put you in your place..." you muttered, but Katsuki heard you. He felt his eye twitch.

"Haaaah!? You wanna die!? You're lucky I'm letting you be my sidekick! You know how many losers wanna be my sidekick!?" He exclaimed, sparks crackling explosions to life in his palms.

"No, I dont."

"Well, there's tons! And you're lucky, damnit!"

"Sure I am..."

( 〃 ．．) .... ヽ(`▽´)ﾉ

You were awkward. Like a wet paper bag.

That's what Katsuki says, anyway.

"Baku-chan, I don't get it still." You frown, staring down at the homework. Despite being held hostage by an villian, Katsuki was determined to say it meant nothing and Tutor you. Though, he was too distracted to teach properly—more distracted than you.

He was sure if your skull cracked open and he looked inside, there would be nothing but clouds and that sweet pudding junk you ate all the time.

By the time you had came onto the scene, Katsuki didn't know if he should be mad or relieved.

You tried dragging Deku away (which wasn't particularly hard considering you were only a bit taller than him.)

Still, the fact you ran in pissed him off. He wasn't sure why.

"Shut it, Koko."

"Koko?"

"I can't get rid of you." The boy deadpanned before groaning. "That's enough, not my fault you're dumb as a rock. Can't have my sidekick stupid, though... so come back tomorrow so you don't fail on me." Katsuki grumbled, avoiding eye contact with you. You frowned slightly before beginning to pack up your things.

"(Name)? You're leaving so early?"

Katsuki's mother, Mitsuki You met her when Katsuki hit you for calling him Baku-chan infront of the middle schoolers. She hit him way harder.

Katsuki was convinced she loved you more than him.

"Oh, yeah." You nodded. "Baku-chan," you turned to Katsuki as you stood up.

"I'm walking with Deku tomorrow."

While Mitsuki smiled at the mention of the boy and began to ramble a bit, Katsuki froze. You smiled, waving them goodbye and walked home.

The next day, Katsuki avoided you.

And the day after that, and the day after that.

Soon enough, you found yourself alone with Deku.

You weren't mean to him, but it was clear you thought he was completely delusional for wanting to be a hero.

When your mom had found out Deku lived nearby, she practically demanded that you walk with him to school. She can't have her baby traveling so far to walk with a delinquent every day when there's a sweet normal boy in the next complex!

And so she unknowingly crushed your friendship with Katsuki.

"Baku-chan."

"Baku-chan?"

"Baku-chan!"

"Baku-chaaaannn!!!"

Katsuki hasn't felt his eye twitch so much.

Every damn day of summer, you knocked on his door.

You found yourself alone more than ever.

Deku suddenly had a busy schedule, and most of your friends just teased you the whole time you hung out.

Katsuki was bitter. It's always Deku. Deku, who has everything he doesn't despite being a nobody. Katsuki couldn't understand it.

Soon enough, summer went by, and you and Katsuki were still not on talking terms. Anytime he came home to you talking with Mitsuki in the living room (she heard you shouting for him and let you in), he would walk to his room without a second glance.

"(Name)? You've been frowning a lot recently." Deku spoke up with a worried frown of his own. "Are you worried about the exams?"

"No. I'm okay, Izuku. I don't care that much about that stuff–"

Deku shut down, sputtering as he stared at you with his mouth agape. You called him Izuku.

"A-Are you sure you're okay!?"

"I just said I was. Are you okay?"

"I'm okay!" He nodded quickly.

"Baku-chan is mad at me. And im not sure why." You mumbled after some silence, staring at the waters of the beach. It's been much cleaner lately. Deku snapped out of his shock, frowning again as you spoke.

"Well... it started when you started talking to me again. A-And we became friends...–"

"Huh. I thought we were always friends?" You deadpanned, looking over to him. He frantically waved his hands around, trying to explain himself, but you subconsciously tuned him out. He paused, sweating nearvously. The way you were looking at him made it seem like you were mad at him, but in reality you were in the clouds again, trying to clear them up as the cogs started turning.

.

.

.

"I dont get it."

And that was all you said for the rest of the night.

You never called him Izuku after that.

(｡ ˊᯅˋ ) ... (҂` - ´)

You ended up the general studies. Not surprising, but at least you were smart enough to get in.

You had a heart attack every time Deku texted you about a villain attack. Naturally, the two of you grew close. That only fueled Katsuki's hatred for the freckled boy.

Katsuki couldn't stand it at first—being able to walk into school. Without you. It felt weird. He'd look behind his back to look for that little tug of yours, but there was nothing there. He thought about replying to your texts, your bugging, your loud ass yelling. He'd probably just yell and slam the door anyway.

It felt like it had been forever since he'd seen you.

So, during a break in the sports festival, seeing you assaulting a vending machine wasn't exactly what he was expecting. Mumbling curses as you grabbed the machine by its sides, shutting your eyes and shaking it roughly. You were trying to get that sweet ass pudding junk.

Before he thought about it, he approached and shoved you to the side. You blinked, looking over to him as he set off a few explosions and grabbed the small cup of pudding. There was a long silence as he shoved the cup in front of your chest.

.

.

.

"...who are you?"

You cheeky bastard.

Katsuki felt that familiar irritation bubble up. He knew you were just messing with him... atleast he hoped so.

"Take your sugary shit. Maybe if you cut down on this junk, you could have made it into the hero course. I knew you were below me, but this is just sad." He scoffed.

You didn't argue, taking the cup with a smile. "Okay."

"Okay? Is that how you thank people?"

"No. Just you—you ignored me so I'm not thankful." ((.❛ ᴗ ❛.))

Katsuki's eye twitched again as he clenched his fist. "Well im not ignoring you now, am I!?"

"Well... not now."

[multifariousqueer]

Okay..hear me out

Both of the miles dating a villain hcs? Kinda like Spiderman and black cat type of relationship?

Bet let’s do it.

Miles’ x Villian!reader

Warnings: angst, some fluff, mentions of death and cuts, maybe some toxicity idk, lmk if I missed one

Miles 1610:

At first, you would sneak around with it and make sure he didn’t know.

Miles never questioned how you got fancy stuff, he just thought you had money saved up and we’re working

I headcannon that y’all would have secret identities at the same time, like y’all would be hiding your identities from eachother.

Y’all both sneak in the same dorm out of breath from fighting each other

“Hey babes” “hey what’s up? Why are you so sweaty” “why are you sweaty?”

It turns into you both going back and forth before you make up a lie

“I was… working out!” “You never work out” “are you tryna say something, Miles?” “No! No I’m just saying I’ve never seen you work out before, that’s all” “okay.”

You both get away from each other and sigh a breath of relief

Miles is lowkey afraid he’s catching feelings for the villian(you) but he tries to suppress it

You’re catching feelings for Spider-Man but trying not to say anything

I think he reveals his identity first.

You’re in shock but he doesn’t know that you’re the villain and he thinks you’re just shocked about Spider-Man

“So… what do you think, Mami?” “Wow. I mean wow. I’m proud of you but that’s a lot of information”

He is scared you’re gonna break up with him when in reality, you’re scared he’s gonna turn you into the cops

You still love him and this doesn’t change anything, it’s just you have more information on Spider-Man’s whereabouts 

He finds out you’re the villain during a fight in which you get hurt really bad and Spider-Man(miles) saves you from dying but reveals your identity in the process

“Y/n?…” “yeah?”

You cry because he steps back and covers his mouth with his hand

This man is so shocked and hurt oml

“So I’ve been fighting you this whole time?” “Yep. I’m sorry Miles I hope this doesn’t change anything”

It changes

He’s more protective of you and watches you 24/7 to make sure you aren’t partaking in any of your heists or crimes anymore

Y’all team up against a really bad guy(like the spot) and you learn to use your powers for good not evil

Miles 42:

Like our Miles, he keeps his identity a secret and you don’t realize it because you’re so caught up in your own crimes

He watches you from afar but doesn’t do anything, he just studies you and makes mental notes on your fighting skills

If y’all interact, you’d be very flirty and he would be very cold bc he has a girlfriend(you)

“Sooo the prowler huh?” “Yeah? You gotta problem with that?” “Nope, just wondering”

Is pissed that you’re hitting all of his spots and targets before he can

If you kill a guy Miles was supposed to kill, he wouldn’t be too happy

“That cabròn thinks he can take my money? He has another thing coming that’s for sure”

You sit terrified bc Miles looks genuinely angry since that’s how he got all his money that he used to spoil his princesa

Realizes something is up with you quickly tho

“What’s wrong, Ma? Where’d you get that cut on your face?” “Oh this? It’s nothing, really” “do I have to beat someone’s ass, mi amor?” “No miles it’s okay”

Watches you after school and watches you for the next week or so to make sure no one is bothering you but instead, he finds out your secret identity

He is shocked but doesn’t show it. He keeps it to himself tho

When you realize he’s the prowler, he brings up you being a villain

“So you’ve been the Prowler this whole time??? How could you keep something like this from me?” “It’s pretty simple when your girlfriend is also a villain. No te hagas el inocente, mi vida you’re just as wrong as me”

He is indeed right about that

You help him with some of his missions and he helps with some of yours

Together, y’all terrorize the night(mostly stealing from the rich and helping the poor)

Strengthens your relationship tbh

If something happened to you however, he would never forgive himself though, even if it was your fault

Y’all are Bonnie and Clyde fr 🫶🏽🫶🏽

[premier-amour-mm]

Omg, Vivinos uploaded this picture yesterday and that makes me think that the next video is right around the corner.

Ofc, I don't think they're gonna show immediately round 7 but focus more on Luka and Hyuna's relationship first. Ofc we got some clips of their childhood in "All-in" and in the little comics Vivinos posts once in a while, but I believe they need to show us a clearer view of what actually happened. Yes, (spoiler warning) I'm refering to that incident with Hyuna's brother obviously and, yes, I do believe he's dead dead. However, I can't find myself agreeing that Luka killed him…I JUST CAN'T GUYS. Like, no, he's not a little yandere who wants Hyuna all to himself, I think there's way more to his character than that. Maybe his methods of getting what he wants are a little bit problematic (I'm looking at you "Ruler of my heart" mv), however, I feel he has good intentions for doing what he did (I'm mostly talking about his trying to get on Mizi's nerves in order to start beating him and, then eventually for Hyuna to come to her rescue…yes, in my opinion, it was kinda planned by them beforehand- or I could be wrong- Luka getting surprised about Hyuna's sudden appearance and actually having attempted to get Mizi trapped/killed by the aliens). Additionally, I have to question myself WHY would he kill Hyuna's brother in the first place. They must have been a little close too and clearly Hyuna and her brother couldn't be romantically (right? RIGHT.) . Yes, I know I can't expect them to have the same (or even any) morals with the humans who lived on Earth, but…AAAAAAA, idk 😭.

That's the problem actually, the more we analyse it the more will we realise that we know almost nothing about their backstory. Everything could be interpreted differently if you look at each perspective. Maybe Luka isn't a bad guy with just his methods being questionable or, on the other hand, he maybe crazy and one of the villians. I DON'T WANT to believe that. I want to believe that sth more is behind what happened between him and Hyuna's brother and that it was all just a misunderstanding.

Btw, I'm also looking forward to round 6's aftermath. Not just Ivan dying ofc…but Till's full reaction over this. I'm looking for some of his character development maybe…? Like, from his viewpoint, Till thought Ivan was a guy who was just "obsessed" with him and maybe he considered him a kind of a creep (even though deep down I think he regarded him as his friend), however -come on- how oblivious can he be? Ivan literally died for him. JUST LOOK AT TILL'S SURPRISE/ DEVESTATED FACE when he realised what Ivan had done. That makes me wait for him to realise how much he cared about him and, idk, start to develop feelings for him now and even ackowledging that he can't ever have Mizi or/and that he doesn't love her that way anymore? IDK, I just want the next video to be uploaded so baddd. Hehe, a Luka and Hyuna duet would be very much appreciated STUDIO LICO.

Also, what are your guys' specualtions about the next video?? I'm really looking forward to reading your opinions

[ilovereadingandstuff]

ASKFJSDKG AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH

IZUKU WENT TO VISIT SPINNER!!!

AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

WHO THE FUCK ARE THEY TALKING ABOUT MAN!?!??!

a new villian?!?! the one we saw at end of chapter 425?!?!?

WHAT IS GOING ON!??!

THAT WAS THE WORST FUCKING JOKE YOU COULD HAVE DONE, IZUKU, HAHHA

ALSO, DAMN, SPINNER GOING FERAL BY JUST THE HEARING OF HIS MAN'S DEATH

SIDJGLSDFJ IZUKU!!! BABE!!! ACCOMPLISHING HIS PROMISES!! ASIJLSDKG

I GONNA CRY!!!

also...Shiggy being gay af by just mentioning him and not the others, as Spinner humself is taking notice here.

LKSJDGDFG SPINNER!!! OUR BABY!!!

AND IZUKU!! YOUR EYE BAGS!!!! you're not okay, babe, you. are. not. okay.

holy shit, Izuku is such a mood by just staring in place with such a titanic man in front of him....guess he's used to it by now.

AKSJDKSDJFLKGSDKFLDSFG

IZUKUUUUU SDJFGLDFGDFKDFG

[[Bro, the names are getting me SO MUCH CONFUSED!!! WHO THE FUCK IS NOW "Danzabuou"?!?!?!]]]

LOL player until the end

OH my...wha-??!?! so they're talking about Shiggy being 'villian's hero' and all that?!?!

and who in hell is that man saying 'beasts'???

gay awakening? haha

but, letting the jokes aside...wow, the memories~~~, realizing he can't just stay still being witness of the abuse and shit for his people??!?!?!

i don´t understand anything bro

Izuku the next wattpad creator, stay tunned.

YOICHI?!?!?!

Izu, please, don NOT recreate what Yoichi and AFO did when little and re-writte that horrible story please.

IZUKU SAID IT

HE WILL NOT FORGET ABOUT TOMURA MY MAN

THEY'RE INTERTWINED FOR EVER!!!

WHO IS THE WORLD IS THE OCTOPUS!?!?!?!

YO MY FELLOW FRIENDS!!!

KAI CHISAKI IS HERE!!!!

And you wanted to see this asshole one more time!??! do something betterr with your precious time darling, this guy ain't worth it.

the images end here, but the chapter still goes on by a little longer.

i'mma wait for the official release.

THANK GOD THEY DIDN'T FORCE ERI TO RELIVE THAT TRAUMA!!

so cute, and yeah, sorry kai, but you acted as the biggest asshole with her

and HOLY CRAP, the boss was Eri's grandpa, wow (this was said before?? i don´t remember, so that's why i´m so surprise))

omg, Izuku and All Might will have less time together.alsjlgf hope that doesn't ruin their re-etablished father-son relationship, haha

also Bakugo insulting those new girlies from the first years, haha, he's so gay he's being open about it, haha

[episodes-ff]

Perfect In Every Way

**TWO MONTHS LATER**

Diamonté

"Armando Aretas, Jr. so help me God, if I don't see you cleaning up this mess in the next couple minutes?!" "But mommy!" He whined throwing himself into a tantrum as I rubbed my temples and tried to suppress the gnawing, sickeningly familiar feeling to throw up my entire lunch, what little of it I had anyway. "Papi, you have to clean up! This is unacceptable, baby." I soothed out watching him frown and cry as I tried hard not to mirror his actions. "Please?" "Nooooooo, I don't want to! I wanna play, Mommy!" He pleaded flopping around as he continued to cry, whine, and beg. "You can’t pull out all your toys at the same time, you have to clean these up first." "No!" He shouted as my eyes nearly jumped out of my head. "Excuse you?! And just who are you raising your voice at?" I yelled as he looked on in fear before we heard the jingling of keys. "Daddyyyyyyyy!" He praised running downstairs to the door as I rolled my eyes.

I thought things would get easier once I told Armando about the baby, but they've been anything but. I've been sick nonstop, I can't hold down any food, the little bit that I eat anyway, my body is constantly aching, and I'm always tired and crying. I thought Papi would be helpful with this transition, but he's having a hard time adjusting to the fact that he's not my only baby anymore, so he's been acting out as a result leaving me to be the villian while Armando is the family Superman. Sighing as I heard his sweet and spoiled giggles, I weakly tried to clean up the toys before hearing Armando's heavy footsteps and his soothing voice.

"Baby, what are you doing? No heavy lifting remember?" "Tell that to your prince who refuses to clean." I spat rolling my eyes as I refused to meet his gaze. "That true, papito?" "But Daddy, I don't wanna put all my toys up. I'm not done playing with them yet." AJ pleaded sweetly as he put on his puppy dog eyes to appease his father. "But nothing, AJ, you have to listen to your mother, ok?" "But-" "No more buts, mister. Clean your toys, please? And listen to your mother. I won't tolerate any misbehavior towards her, you hear me?" "Yes, sir." He sniffled as he put him down. Coming over to grab the toys from my hands, I tried to rub his tiny shoulder but was met with anguish as he shifted from me with a groan of discontent. Not being able to control my sorrow, I frowned and ran off to the room as Armando called for me. "Baby, he didn't mean it!"

Running into the bedroom closet, I hunched over the vanity as the dam of tears I had been holding back finally burst. "Baby?" "I'm fine, Armando." "No you're not, Dee. C'mere, bebita." Following his orders, I finally met his eyes before breaking down as he pulled me close. "Let it out, baby, I'm right here." He soothed in my ear as he held me and rubbed my body. "He hates me, Mando." "He does not hate you. What makes you think of such a thing, mi viva?" "He's been acting so different toward me since we told him about the baby. He won't look at me, he's always acting up, he won't even listen to me anymore. You're the super dad and I'm just this evil monster to him. He really hates me, bae." I sobbed in a rush of thoughts against his chest as he shushed me. "I think his feelings are just sour right now about our new bundle. He just has to adjust, ok? That's all. I'll talk to him about his behavior too because I don't like what I'm seeing either. Everything will be ok, baby, I promise you I'm gonna make it right." Nodding, I sighed as he lifted up my chin to stare at me and wipe my face. "I'm sorry." "What are you apologizing for, baby? You're carrying the third love of my life. The only thing I want you to do is relax, ok? As a matter of fact, I have just the thing. Remind me to call Marcus later and thank him." He smiled as I looked on confused. "What do you have up your sleeves, Armando?" "Leave that up to me, woman."

**ONE WEEK LATER**

"Babyyyyy, stop that tickles!" I squealed as he licked and sucked on my neck. "I can't help it, you look so fucking beautiful, baby." He groaned rubbing his hard girth against my backside as I attempted to do my makeup. "Fuuuuuck, just let me put it in real quick, mamas." He hissed slipping past my cover up and rubbing my ass through the cloth of my bikini. "Baby, we're supposed to be going out and exploring! I wanna make the most of this vacation." I whimpered turning in his arms to wrap my hands around his neck. "We will, baby. We'll get to see as much of the Bahamas as we can, but for right now, take this off for me." He lusted pulling me closer and kissing me while gripping my ass in his rough hands.

****

Walking my pedicured and sandal covered feet along the cobblestones, I smiled as Armando led me through the island streets, a sexy mug of protective energy painting his handsome features. "You so mean, baby." I teased rubbing his arm gently as his shades helped finish the bad boy look he had going. "What did I do?" "You didn't have to cuss out the tour guide, papa." "He shouldn't have been looking at what's mine." He griped, making me blush as he checked our surroundings and we continued our afternoon walk. "He could never ever have me. Trust. Can I at least get a smile, Daddy?" Sighing, he looked over and gave me that gentle and sweet grin of his. "Ouuuu, you so handsome! Hold up, I gotta get a picture." "Really, baby?" "Yes! Hold up right here, lemme capture this, papa." Chuckling at my silliness, he tucked his hands in his pockets before giving me his best smile as I blushed.

@diamondgirl_dee: My husband, my life🩵💍 #thatsmerightthere #cantnobodylovethatmanlikeilovethatman #sofine #bitchifightsonottoomuch

Armando

Watching her smile in what feels like forever has been such a blessing for me. I'm forever grateful to Marcus for letting me get his tickets to the Bahamas so Dee could get some rest and pampering. Mamas has been going through it with this pregnancy and it's been crushing my soul to see her suffering. I also asked Rita if it would be okay for me to switch to desk duty for the remainder of her pregnancy so I could be home more and she graciously accepted, so I've been helping out a lot more around the house and with Papi. We've been correcting his behavior as well because I was livid when I heard the extent of his actions recently and I wasn't about to put up with the disrespect toward my lady. He's been progressing a lot more with me around to keep that lil ass in check and I know she appreciated me stepping up more in the home without having to express it.

Watching her dance around in my shades and jersey, I smirked capturing a video of her as she sexily sauntered around the yacht as we cruised the clear waters. "You like my moves, baby?" "I love it, mamita. Bring that sexy ass here." I smiled as she twerked her way over and wound her thick hips on my lap. Hugging her body to me, I nibbled on her ear caressing her soft bump as she moaned. "I'm so lucky to have you, princesa." "No, I'd say I'm the lucky one. Thank you so much for this." She simpered tearing up as I turned her around in my lap and massaged the pads of her ass.

****

Carrying her into the bedroom, I sat on the bed and smiled as she giggled sweetly. Kissing all over her smooth skin, I bit her lip as she moaned grinding her hips against me writhing with the friction we were creating. "You're so pretty carrying my seed, baby. Thank you so much for making me a papa, mi corazón." Trying to hide her tears, she nodded and kissed me. "Hey, look at me. Stop doubting yourself, Dee, you're doing an amazing job. I'm so proud of the woman you've become and the mother you are to our kids. You do wonders with AJ and I know this baby is going to be so lucky to have you." I cooed rubbing her stomach as she stared at me in awe crying while I professed my love and unending gratitude. "You're everything to me in this world and I'm gonna do a better job of showing you from now on." Nodding, she leaned in and kissed me passionately.

Watching her sleep peacefully after our love making session, I admired all her features old and new from the pregnancy as I smiled and thanked God. Reaching over, I softly rubbed her small bump trapped in fascination before feeling a little flutter of movement. "D-Did you just move for me, little angel?" I shockingly recalled as a tear formed and slowly fell down my cheek. Smiling at the tiny victory, I kissed her beautiful, slumbered lips before taking out my phone to document the moment. Searching through my pictures at all the new moments I captured on vacation, I decided to upload them to Instagram. I don't know why I even made one because I don't like broadcasting my life, but Dee convinced me to do it so why not have her as my first post.

@mando_: Perfect in every fucking way🍊🥥🩵 #mywife #dontfuckingplaywithher #AllMINE

Unbeknownst to my future bride, I've been working on a special gift for her that includes memories from this pregnancy. I'm not really good at expressing how I feel and shit, but with Dee it's like breathing air so I wanted to further show her how much she means to me with this gift. I just hope she loves it cause I owe the AMMO squad a lot for helping me with it.

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Kinktober Day 9: Detective x Criminal + Spider-Noir

Spider-Noir x male reader

Kinktober 2023 List | Day 1 | Day 10

Summary: He’s playing mind games with you, you know he is.

Warning: reader is the Black Cat of the universe, getting tied up, lowkey cringe villian reader but it’s like the 1940’s so they get a pass cuz it’s a little camp, breaking and entering, stalking, reader being naked, no smut (during kinktober? shocking I know)

You didn't like being tied up. Well, maybe. Just not in this context. You prided yourself on having never been caught, but as you are now, your arms bound to your sides, hanging upside down from a lamp post, you could feel that pride going down the drain. Glancing over you could see a few of the guys that were helping you rob some high-end jewelry store.

You usually worked alone, but the owner of the store was friendly with the police and if anyone was going down for this one, it'd be them. That's what you had planned at least, before being captured by a familiar spider themed vigilante.

You could see his figure, shrouded in black, crouching down next to them, they were all tied together, back to back to back on the floor. You almost began to wonder why you were getting special treatment, then you remembered your claws and the chase that lead to you being in this position in the first place. He considered you a threat. Which made sense, considering what you'd done to the front of his little suit. You had just barely missed him, only able to swipe at the vest he wore beneath his coat before the chase began. Still, it cut through as though you were swiping at air, you figured that he would rather not find out what they felt like cutting through flesh.

It was a while before he came to you, crouching down so that he could meet your eyes. Despite being upside down and having his face covered by a mask.

“Cat,” he said sternly.

“Mr. Spider-Man.” you returned with a grin, “you caught me.”

“So I did, ‘ that mean you're gonna comply?”

“Not a chance.”

A careful, slow breath left the man. Coming in closer, he spoke again.

“Those guys already gave you up, Cat, you really think you can get out of this one?”

You thought for a moment, or at least pretended to before another large grin broke out on your face.

“I can get out of anything. So what if these low lives try to pin this whole thing on me, I've got a few things they don't that absolve me of any blame,” you said confidently.

He let out a low laugh, just for a second before asking,

“And what's that?”

“Well I've got a secret identity, I've got an alibi-” you paused for a moment, flexing your clawed fingers before continuing, “and, unlike those guys, I got away.”

Without sparring a moment you shredded the binds, effectively freeing yourself, twisting onto your back to keep yourself from banging your head on the concrete below. You were on the ground for less than a second before you were on your feet again and breaking into a sprint, you didn't check to see if he followed you, scaling up the side of a brick building and running along its roof before jumping to the next one, then the next, then the next until you felt tired, sliding to a stop.

~~~~~~

As you landed on the window sill of your apartment, you decided definitively that you needed a long, long bath, despite the fact that you got away, you were still trapped by the Spider-Man. That was a step closer to prison than you'd ever like to be.

Sliding the window open you were greeted by your pitch black apartment, just how you left it. Despite the dark, you navigated flawlessly, making your way to the living room, walking towards your front door, and collecting the newspaper and mail off the floor, the mail slot in your door shining a small beam of light from the hallway.

Finally flicking on the light as you flipped through your mail, heading towards the kitchen. Leaning up against the counter as you muttered to yourself.

“Bills, bills, trash, rent-” you stopped on an invitation to an art exhibit, specifically a jewelry art exhibit, ‘displaying pieces new and old’, how wonderful. What was even better was the price of the tickets, nearly 300 each, you couldn't afford to go, not legally, but you’re sure that plenty of wealthy people with deep pockets and easily accessible wallets would be there, along with the jewelry itself. With a small smile, you set the invitation down on the counter, you could look at it again later.

Before you could even register what was written on the next envelope, a voice spoke from behind you- in a moment you would never admit to, you jumped, a small yelp emitting from you, your heart pounding heavily.

Turning quickly, you were face to face with Spider-man, leaning on the other side of the counter, the invitation you just set down in his hands.

“‘We humbly invite you, Shara Jamison, to the Exhibition of Art Through Jewelry on-’”

You quickly snatched the invitation from his hand, slamming it on the counter.

“Breaking into people's houses is illegal.” you said, glaring at the man.

“You left your window open”

Setting your mail down, you could feel the familiar feeling of irritation growing.

“Caught twice in one night, Cat, I think you're losing your touch.”

Walking past him and back into the living room, you tried to think of a plan, but as Spider-Man followed you- so close behind, your mind seemingly stopped working.

“I'm not losing anything, you're just stalking me, how would you feel if I followed you home, hmm, Mr. Spider-Man?”

He didn’t respond, turning, you saw him- once again, going through your mail.

“Will you stop that?” You snatched the stack from him and threw it on the couch.

Breathing out a frustrated sigh, you said,

“What do you want?”

“Y/n L/n.”

You paused, taking in a breath you said, “what?”

“That’s your name right? It's on all your- well, most of your mail.”

Resisting the deep urge to roll your eyes into oblivion you said,

“So what if it is?”

“So..” he started, “you've got no secret identity, no alibi, and no, you didn't get away.”

You tried not to react, in over 5 years of masked theft you've never been caught, not once, you've never even been a suspect, but here you were, quite literally out a places to hide, he knew where you lived, you didn't have friends so you had no where to lay low, he knew who you were, and he's even got you cornered in your own home.

“Good job, detective, you gonna take me to jail?” despite the playful tone you'd taken up, you were nervous, the police didn't like Spider-Man, but you’re sure they'd appreciate him bringing in a criminal like you.

“No.”

You didn't mean to sigh. You really wanted to remain unfazed, but god, you couldn't. You felt like a massive weight had been lifted off your shoulders by the same person who had put it there.

“Why not?”

He chuckled, “I like this, I like you, gives me something to do.”

You laughed, “This is why the cops don't like you.”

After a short pause he said, “Stay safe out there, Cat.”

“I’ll think about it.”

He left after that, through the same window he’d come through. Leaning against the window sill you watch him swing away. Your heart pounding in your ears as he disalearedcinyo the night.

You didn't sleep much that night, his words replaying in your mind over and over again.

‘I like this, I like you..’

You rolled over, pulling the cover up over your shoulders. You weren’t some toy made for his entertainment, you were a thief and a really fucking good one. His words shouldn’t be effecting you the way they were, you were enemies. You fought, hell you nearly slashed his chest open tonight. But he ‘likes you’, sure…

This was some elaborate ploy to get you to turn yourself in, you knew it was.

He was trying to play mind games with you, but you were better at them than he was.

~~~~~~

It’s been two weeks since you’ve been out, a new personal record on your part. Not stealing for two whole weeks! You patted yourself on the back, even through you skin itches and your fingers twitched every time you saw something valuable. But you couldn’t, you were playing the long game with the Spider-Man, you weren’t going to break character now.

You took the bus home from work, getting dropped off a few blocks from your apartment, it started pouring rain about halfway through your walk, soaking your clothes. You hated the rain. You knew it was going to rain, you could smell it in the air, and you could have stolen an umbrella from the rack in the break room, but that’s not what a good upstanding citizen does, so you suffered through the rain, dragging yourself to your apartment, up several flights hold stairs before finally reaching your apartment.

The pitch black scene was comforting, dropping your suitcase on the floor, hearing it thumb loudly. Peeling back layer of soaked clothes and dropping them into a pile.

You felt a million times lighter.

Heading to you bedroom, only flicking the light on when you were inside to find a change of clothes. Bundling them in your arms then flicking the light back off. Heading back to the living room you remembered the pile of wet clothes on the floor, flipping the light switch on, the living room illuminated quickly, everything was exactly as you left it. Well, except for the imposing black figure sitting on your couch. Spider-man. He was deadly silent, seemingly frozen. You stared at him, confused, before remembering the state you were in. Naked.

You weren’t shy, not even a little bit, but you definitely weren’t expecting to be nude in front of people, especially Spider-Man, who was seemingly shocked into silence.

“Breaking and entering is a crime, Spider-Man.”

Nothing.

“Really? You break into my house and you have nothing to say to me?”

Nothing again.

You sighed, walking over to the man, dropping your clothes next to him on the couch before plopping down yourself.

“Earth to Spider-Man? Can you hear me?”

He turned to face you.

“Y/n…” he muttered.

“Yes?”

He cleared his throat, “you're, um.. I just. I was-”

You nodded along to his blabbering, a teasing smile on your face. It took him a moment to figure his words out, but he got it eventually.

“I was...checking on you. You've been missing for a while now, I just wanted to make sure you weren't hurt.”

“Well,” you gestured to your naked body, “as you can see, there's not a scratch nor bruise on me.”

He shifted in his seat, staring for a long moment before looking away.

You grinned, “what's wrong, detective, never seen a man naked before?”

He took a deep breath, then said, “I'm sorry, you should get dressed.”

You hummed, “No, it's fine, I'm comfortable.”

“Cat..” he practically whined.

“Fine, fine, I'll go. You stay here, don't move.”

You were going to use the clothes you gathered after taking a shower, but Spider-Man’s delicate sensibilities called for your immediate coverage.

So you went to your room, peeking out at him through the door, only to see him sitting there, stiff as a board, dressed quickly, and sat back down on the couch next to him as though you hadn't been naked minutes before.

“You going straight, Cat?”

You hummed, “Why would you think that?”

“You got a 9-5, you haven't been out at night, and your gang says you haven't returned their calls.”

“So what, you're stalking me now?”

He didn't respond.

It was kinda cute, he's been following you around, harassing your gang, and he broke into your house again, but seeing you naked is too personal. Poor thing’s got his morals in a twist.Maybe these weren't mind games, or some elaborate scheme, maybe he really did just like you, he wouldn't be the first to obsess over you and he probably wouldn't be the last.

Sighing, you said, “You don't have to worry, I'm quitting tomorrow.”

He turned to you quickly, “Really?”

“Yes, really, besides, I know a better way of making money.”

He paused for a moment, “You're coming back?”

“I was just taking a little break, you know I can't go straight forever. As soon as this rain stops I'm back to my old ways.”

He laughed, then relaxed back against the couch.

“You really missed me that much?”

“Like you wouldn't believe.”

You laughed, scooting a bit closer to the man.

“I missed you too, turns out regular people don't get to copulate with Spider-Man on a nightly basis.”

“That does not mean what you think it does..”

“What?” you grinned, “copulate? Would you rather me say fornicate? Conjugate? Philander? Closest?-”

“Do you just have a dictionary of words that mean sex?”

You shrugged, “Maybe.”

“You are…awful.” despite the insult, you could hear the smile on his voice.

“You still like me though.”

He shifted, “I never said that.”

“Sure you did, right after you told me that you would never let those disgusting cops sully my perfect body with their cop hands.”

“I don't recall that one.”

“I do.” you smirked

It was a little odd, talking with Spider-Man in your own home, usually all of your teasings happened out on the streets. Not tonight though, as the rain poured down, you and the detective enjoyed a nice night in.

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Hi, may i have another continuation of "Trust me", please?

I just found the 2nd part after trying to find the first for a long time.

It has been a hot minute since I wrote for this piece! It is a bit shorter, and I definitely have ideas about where the next part could go, so let me know if you would like a continuation! This is more of a filler chapter, but it is still fun to write! I hope you enjoy it!! --------------------------------------

Part 1, Part 2

"Trust me" Part 3

Supervillain would pay for this. Pay for their laughter, the locked door, and the disgusting note Villain had just crumpled up. They would pay dearly for all of it.

In the meantime, Villain was stuck with Hero, who very clearly was not fond of his presence and still cowering from his outburst moments before. Villain didn’t blame them; this meeting had spiraled far more out of control than he had ever intended. Villain sucked in one last breath, trying to push down his anger towards Supervillain in order to deal with the more pressing problem at hand. Getting Hero to accept his presence. 

He turned from the door examining the figure huddled on the floor back against one of the armchairs. Hero’s eyes were wide, looking up and watching his every move, arms tucked around their knees, almost seeming to try to hide beneath the arm of the comfortable chair. Villian could see the utter exhaustion playing in Hero's features. Dark circles formed under her eyes, and Villain figured the only thing keeping her conscience was his presence. How long had it been since Hero slept? Villain couldn’t help but wonder. How long had she been scheming for an escape just to be thrown right back out of the frying pan and into the fire? Villian realized he had been staring and graciously looked away, giving Hero space from his examination.

There was a long very awkward pause as Villain lingered by the door. Hero was surprisingly the one to break it.

“You gonna call Supervillain to get you out?” A helpful suggestion, yet an uniformed one, and probably only suggested to get Villain out of Hero’s personal space.

“No.”

Hero tilted their head. “If henchmen locked you in here—”

“The note was from Supervillain.” The Villain’s voice was dry, blunt, edging on anger but somewhat suppressed.

Hero was still huddled near the chair, eyes tired and still fearful but Villain noticed the confused gleam that was leading to too much curiosity.

“What did the note—”

Villain cut them off. “Don’t ask Hero.” Hero looked a bit taken aback but Villains eyes held a very clear message…Drop it. Hero nodded and subtly leaned into the chair a bit more. Villain noticed how they had removed themselves from the conversation, how the awkward quietness had once again taken over the room. A twinge of regret echoed in Villain but they quickly pushed it down, sure they wanted to hopefully coexist somewhat comfortably for a single night, but Hero knowing the contents of that note would surely have the opposite effect.

Neither spoke for awhile and Villain realized that it was his turn to make a move, he had the upper hand. He rocked back on his heels and took a breath, before looking once again to the little shadow of a Hero on his guest bedroom carpet.

“Are you going to get off the floor?”

Hero nodded no and looked away. Great, now Hero was avoiding him. It could be worse he supposed, perhaps next time he knew he would be locked in a room with Hero he would reconsider using intimidation. Because one definitely gets forewarning, Villan’s thoughts scoffed.

“Suit yourself then.”

If Hero wouldn’t acknowledge him then he would give them space. Politeness wasn’t in the Villains handbook, but Villian figured this was close enough. Casually ignoring Hero, he sat in one of the two large armchairs, not the one Hero was hunched against, and picked up one of the books left on the side table. He glanced up, catching a pair of eyes watching him, a pair of eyes that quickly looked away. Villain tried not to show any recognition on his face as he cracked open the pages. He had already frightened them enough he would allow them their personal space unless invited. How considerate.

Several minutes ticked by as Villain kept his eyes determinedly focused on his reading, purposefully ignoring as hero subtly shifted, almost squishing themselves to rest almost entirely beneath the arm of the armchair. It was going to be a long night.

Villian loved books, but the words of this one kept stringing together, each sentence kept repeating, and surely it had nothing to do with the knot of concern growing in the pit of Villain’s stomach. “no wonder you tried to escape this is the worst thing I’ve ever read.”

No answer.

Villain took a breath and threw the book on the table casually. “Sorry to not provide better reading, perhaps it would have saved me some problems.” His tone was cool and collected, inviting to Hero's snappy replies.

Two eyes subtly peaked at him, but no words were said.

Villain stood and the eyes suddenly were more focused on him, tracking his movements. A little flame of anger licked at his stomach, he shouldn’t have to be here. Shouldn’t have to be bothering Hero. Sure, he could if he wanted to, and sometimes he did, but this was mandated closeness, someone else playing the cards in his deck. Supervillain would pay.

He paced the other side of the room leisurely, staying away from Hero’s chair and pushing down any feelings that shouldn't be manifesting in the moment. As he walked, he noticed their food tray resting on the chest of drawers on Hero's side of the room. “Did my men not clear your plate?”

Villain's course changed, crossing slowly into Hero’s territory. Though the eyes tracked, no movement was made. A small victory. He glanced at the tray, and picked up the clean fork, examining the untouched food. “Did you not eat anything?” he moved some cold peas around with the fork. “If you wanted to it’s disgustingly cold now.” He tossed down the fork with a little clatter and picked up a small bowl. “Want the crackers?”

He now dared to look fully at Hero, who seemed genuinely interested. He almost grinned as Hero almost reached out, then thought better of it. “No,” Hero paused, “Thank you.”

Now Villain was surprised. A thank you? Somehow he liked how it sounded when Hero had made the free choice to use it. In fact, instead of dropping the matter like he would have, he continued on, “You afraid I’ve poisoned it?” A slight teasing tone.

Hero thought about it and once again the little spark that was her returned. “No, you need me too much.”

“Oh, I need you, do I?” his lips quirked in amusement.

“Villains always seem to need a Hero, are you so different?” A flash of defiance came from the shadow on his carpet. He chuckled. “Feisty aren’t you? Crackers then since they aren’t poisoned because I need you so much?”

“No thank you.”

There were those two words again, albeit a bit sassy. “Why not?” He raised an eyebrow, “I know you are starving.”

“If I were I would have eaten.”

He really laughed at that one.

“No, you wouldn’t have, because you didn’t.”

“I’m not hungry.”

“You are both hungry and exhausted.”

“Nothing but speculation.”

Villain made a bold choice. He stepped powerfully in her direction, a single quick step—nothing more—just to get a reaction from his smart-mouthed Hero. Her body reacted as expected, almost flinching herself away as she responded to his movement. But it was Hero’s eyes that Villain was watching. Fear coated her gaze only for a moment. He could almost feel her heart rate spike.

That was not a normal mark of his Hero.

“What the heck was that?” Anger laced her words.

He didn't respond right away, calmly examining her, “You’re hungry.”

Hero’s eyebrows furrowed in frustration and as she was about to open her mouth he continued.

“I know you’re hungry, and I know you are tired because you don’t have your powers right now.”

She swallowed slowly, “And how would you know that?”

“You did happen to accidentally allude to it.” He picked up the crackers again. “And what I just did, it proved it.” He took a step closer, kneeling down to her level and ignoring how she tensed at his proximity. “You don’t look at me that way when you have powers. There is never that much fear when you know you can protect yourself.”

With a nonchalance that didn’t match the words that just came from Villain’s mouth, he took a cracker and ate it himself, taking the time to chew and swallow before, this time slowly, handing her the bowl.

“Not drugged. You can eat it if you like.”

Hero’s eyes were wide, the small brown bowl nestled in her hands. Villain stood as he watched the gears in her head, turning from all the implications of what he had said and done. He sat down in the armchair again. “I can eat another one for you if it makes you feel better.”

She seemed to almost snap out of her thoughts, “No, I—”

“My powers aren’t immune to drugs if that’s what you’re thinking.”

“No Villain. I-uh—Its ok.” Silently she starting eating a cracker and offered him a small nod of thanks. Swallowing slowly she angled herself more towards him.

“So you know I don’t have powers?”

He nodded.

“What do you intend to do with that information?”

He leaned back in the chair, “Nothing.”

“Nothing?”

“Is that so hard to believe?”

“Perhaps.”

He cocked his head and thought for a moment. “I am a Villain, but you are also my Hero, I need you in good shape until the news cameras are all rolling.” He added on a little grin for flair.

She simply nodded, body closing in on herself again. “I see.”

The words hung in the silence for a bit, souring the air. The response wasn’t what he expected at all. Perhaps he had underestimated her tiredness the fear she felt. It made that little flame of anger at supervillain grow, ignoring the fact that it was himself who had put his foot in his own mouth.

“Hero?”

Hero hummed.

“I won’t do anything.” Hero didn’t think she had ever heard a more genuine tone from the mastermind. “If I had wanted to try anything I would have done so already. But I don’t want to. Like I said before. We aren’t in uniform. Try to relax.”

Not waiting for a response from Hero, Villain rose, picked up his abandoned book, and started reading yet again.

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Bird4Bird Part 4: Yandere Hawks

The part of his mind that was his PR mask wanted to whine. Boooooring~! Blah, blah, blah. Do THIS Hawks, you did THAT wrong Hawks, we're never HAPPY Hawks! Whine, whine, bitching and moaning and whine! Yes, Sir. Of course, Sir. I'll do better, Sir.

Handlers.

Handlers were the WORST.

They nitpick. Micromanage like it gets them off. And worst of all? Are perpetually BITTER they couldn't make it as Heros themselves. Always thought that THEY could have done better. They couldn't. They're WEAK.

Self serving, corrupt, hateful. He has yet to meet a single one that actually would survive a week as even a mediocre hero. Yet here they are. Controlling them. Pulling the strings. Handlers are a disease. At least his managers back at the office could DO THEIR JOBS.

How long has he been forced to stand here? An hour? Two?

Lives he could have been saving. Crimes he could have been stopping. Work that could have been done. All wasted on an idiot's power trip. He wonders... how's he gonna get rid of this one? Crossfire of a villian attack? Car accident? Mugging gone wrong? Can't reuse any of the previous methods...

Ah. Done whining? Great! Same time next week then? Bye~☆

He leaves before the asshole can respond. Not bothering to get out of the way, as he walks dead center down the hall. Let other's move. He's had an entire childhood of being expected to accommodate in this place. Being FORCED to accommodate. He's more then a little sick of it.

You move.

And really, he was having SUCH a nice day, too! He got to see his lil predator~♡. All sweaty and straining in gym clothes! Muscles on display like a glorious Amazonian statue come to life. Those thigh could crush skulls! Those arms could probably flip cars! Granted, she'd need leverage, but STILL~♡

He let's his pleasant fantasies calm him down a bit. His Grumpy Lil Harpy a highlight to look forward too. He has them from time to time. Little fixations. He wonders how long this one will last? Hopefully a while. She's so CUTE~! Growly and vaguely murderous. Yet soft and kind too. ALL sorts of different sides to explore!

He stops, disrupting foot traffic.

The HPSC has a records office... and he DEFINITELY has access to it. He knows EXACTLY where it is. He glances as the hallway to his left. Towards the sweet freedom of Not Here and Fuck These Guys. Then back towards the right. Towards the RECORDS.

Is it even a question?

They obviously try to STOP him, of course. Personal records are SUPPOSED to be confidential. Legally they HAVE to be kept sealed unless ordered open by a judge for a SPECIFIC investigation. And can only be used FOR that investigation. Doesn't stop the upper ranks, obviously, but he? Is being WAY too out in the open about it.

Sucks for them.

Maybe this'll force them to make it harder to access records they shouldn't be accessing.

Oooooooh~ NAUGHTY Girl! Assault charges! Kidnapping? Ah, refused to give an abused child back to their abuser. Gave them to their father instead. Look at these, Look At THESE~♡! Borderline vigilante charges across the BOARD! It's a miracle his lil predator's temper hasn't gotten them into trouble they couldn't talk their way out of yet~

He steals a full copy of her files. He WANTS it. The picture they have though... it's awful. He could get a better one. He should. He knows a lot of photographers. Bet he could get her into something FLATTERING for once. Pretty, pretty, lil monster~♡ So much DAMAGE! And the medical records?

It sends a bloom of something unblinking and breathless through his brain. Warm and INTERESTED through his blood. Such sharp, SHARP talons she could have, when she doesn't file them down. Estimated maximum carry weight is WHAT? And ooooh~ the BITE strength! A picture of those pretty little FANGS~!!!

He manages... barely... to pull himself together. Has to readjust himself in his pants. Calm down. Calm. Down. Breathe through it. He shudders, mind desperate to drift back to the file in his hands. But he's very, VERY good at compartmentalizing. It can WAIT.

Wait until he's back in his apartment. When he's ALONE. THEN he can enjoy it. Self control, Hawks. They'll take it away from you. Remember your shrine. Calm. He has to be calm.

He tucks the file away. Slaps a PR mask on his face. And leaves the Records. Deletes the recordings of him ever being in there, as he passes the desk. No one thinks to stop him. Why would they? He's their caged bird. Their loyal pet. He would NEVER steal from THEM. They are the ones who take.

But now he has her file. A partial, Goverment, history. He could probably get the rest. He knows EXACTLY what buildings they're stored in. He's even allowed in them, TRUSTED in them. No one would blink twice. He should. Can they really be trusted? With such lax security? Such corruption? He'd basically be protecting them. Keeping them out of villian hands. It's basicly his DUTY isn't it? As a hero?

Yeah. He should go get them... AFTER he's done reading these ones. Landing on his balcony, shucking his uniform haphazardly, he let the file drop and spill gloriously across the floor before him. Let his eyes dart from word to picture to graph. Not even bothering to close the sliding door behind him, fumbling with his pants, the second he has access, his hands desperately slide down to pleasure himself.

His legs fold. He doesn't bother to brace against it. Let's gravity bring him closer to the coldly clinical records of his current obsession. Strong. So STRONG. Deadly, beautiful, things. Fangs and talons and pictures of eyes that stare right through him. His hands almost HURT, as he desperately strokes. Rubs and teases.

Need it, need it, NEED IT-!

Feels little like dying. Like he was tazed. Everything locking up and jerking, helplessly. So good it's awful, destroying him in how bad he needs it. He wants to cuddle. Wants to pin. Wants to see his pretty little harpy bird all tied up and helpless, so he can flop down on top of her and croon~♡

She'd be so CUTE. He muses, boneless, face pressed to the floor. Sprawled out surround by pictures and pages of HER. So, SO Cute. He's staring at the picture of her hand.. her talons. He'll have to plan around those. But in the mean time? He lets himself drift. Fantasize. A predators smile stretches across his face.

He hopes she stays interesting.

He wants to keep hunting her for a long, long time.