#minecraft superheroes

[stormsketch]

I've once again had the honor to illustrate the zaniness that is Zedaph (and Worm Man for some reason) for the HermitCraft TCG! 💛

Check out the new Alter Ego series via CREO Cards!

[blakzat]

couldn’t decide what was my favourite so let me know what one you think is the best. There’s also a better rendered version i’m uploading.

[specter-star]

Grian - Watcher

Description: Very little is known about him except that despite his detailed knowledge of both sides of the hero-villain divide, he has always refused to become involved. However, his power should not be underestimated.

Song: El Dorado by Stellar

Contract: when he was younger, he made a deal that granted him enhanced senses, among certain other abilities; he will have these abilities for as long as he upholds that contract

[kittycatcomander]

AU where SBI are villains, and Kristin is the villain wrangler making sure all the kids who get counseling in her office get a chance to meet who ever they want, even if they’re wanted dead by the hero commission.

Cue meet-cute(?) between Kristin and Phil, where she spends weeks tracking down the infamous “ Crowfather, killer of heroes and hater of the system” because some little kid wanted see him, and she stands tall and totally not terrified (/s) on a rooftop waiting for him.

And Phil is faced with this woman who spent hours and hours researching his routines not to arrest him but to let a little kid meet him, and he just falls for her.

So they exchange numbers, and everytime from there on out when Kristin has a kid who wants to meet The Blade or Orpheus or Nemesis she just casually shoots THE TOP VILLAIN a message, internally screaming, while Phil is kicking his feet on the air like a stereotypical teenager everytime his phone dings with a personalized ringtone.

Hero!Dream: I have finally confronted you, doer of evil! Today, our fight will be legend-

Crowfather!Phil: wait pause mate- OMG ITS HER 🥰🥰

Hero!Dream: wait wha-

Technoblade: I’ll take it from here

And so begins her getting really casual about the fact she personally texts the top villain.

I’m imagining some side stuff where she meets Tommy, a sidekick in desperate need of help (which she’s happy to provide), and a few others who’s relationship evolves with her over time.

Kirstin when first meeting the Blade: hooooooly smokes this guy is Dangerous, but if the kid wants to meet him… I’ll be prepared

Techno: uhhhhhh (struggling to interact with the receptionist, holds kids and swings them around gently like planes, lets them win fake fights)

Kristin: ok wait he’s like seven shaking puppies built like a brick house

She and Phil talk more and more as the arrangement continues, about everything and eventually life, and things shift from there. The first time that a villain tries hurting one of the kids also shifts their relationship…. especially since Kristin handles it as efficiently as she does.

There’s more, but in this AU I imagine Kristin to have a super dangerous power of her own (unregistered because teehee) that motivated her to work with troubled youth in need of help and kids working with a limited lifespan. I want her to be OP but just friendly and downplaying her ability since she was never in a situation to use it to the full extant.

Also there’d obviously be a CrimeBoys plot and adoption of Tommy into the family (bye bye Dream) which leads to her getting invited over to like. Family dinners and stuff, where the interactions are all completely cute and normal but undercut by her perspective reminding her of crimes they’ve all committed. Like-

“Phil, who had the most beautiful eyes but hands stained with the blood of approximately 3,791 people, passed her the salad with a bright smile. His son(?) continued the story of how he met a new friend. Kristin wasn’t sure if the story was in or out of masks, and she was scared to ask at this point.”

I especially want her to and Phil to reflect the two main approaches to changing the world, where you could either completely destroy the system in place (villains, anarchy) and forcefully restart, or you could tackle an issue at its lowest (if the world is full of corrupt people, change the people from a young age)

[raticalshoez]

Just a thought I had

Hot Guy and Cute Guy designs by @kitsuneisi for the DDVAU!

[rhapsoddity]

an updated interaction/relationship chart!

ive probably missed smth but eh enjoy the sillies

[obliqueblade]

Who Are You, Really? ~ A Desert Duo Vigilante Alternate Universe

Masterlist

Tumblr Links

Chapter 1: Meeting of the Board- Hot Guy

Chapter 2: You're a Real Hero- Cute Guy

Chapter 3: All For a Parking Pass- Scar

Chapter 4: I Do Not Have a Crush- Grian

Chapter 5: You're too full of yourself, Pretty Boy- Hot Guy

Ao3 Links

Chapter 1: Meeting of the Board- Hot Guy

Chapter 2: You're a Real Hero- Cute Guy

Chapter 3: All for a Parking Pass- Scar

Chapter 4: I Do Not Have a Crush- Grian

Chapter 5: You're too full of yourself, Pretty Boy- Hot Guy

[0asterous0]

Prologue, Part One.

Grian opened his eyes to darkness. There was nothing but a black void and pressure, the feeling of being dragged down to earth. He tried to remember where he was and how he got there but came up with nothing, his mind a complete mess of words and thoughts. It dawned on him that he was falling and instincts finally kicked in, forcing him up to try to save himself, but he couldn't. There was a noticeable absence on his back– he didn't have wings. The wrongness of the situation crawled deep inside his bones with fear overtaking his already racing mind. Grian was falling, and he didn’t know how far the ground was. 

“No… no, no, no, no, no, no-”. He tried to move his wings again, hoping that maybe it was just numbness and that his wings were still there, but they were not. Why? They were supposed to be there! He felt as if was falling faster and faster with every second, and his head started to spin in panic which only served to make him dizzy, when he saw something flicker around him for a second. 

Slowly, the darkness surrounding him started showing color– which would have been great if the color wasn’t a blinding white. His breath hitched when he finally recognized the white walls through the pain in his eyes, and this just made him even more panicked because he wasn’t falling toward the ground, he was falling sideways and Grian could see it because of all the doors he was flying by. With every flicker, every door left behind, he could see the golden numbers on the metal decreasing. He was sure he passed a golden 63 a few seconds ago, and now he was at 30-something. Did that mean..?   

Despite the fear running through his mind, he glanced behind his back– and horror immediately took over upon seeing the metallic door without a number at the end of the corridor, rapidly getting closer. He turned on his side, hoping that maybe he could protect his spine from the fall somehow and take all the damage to the shoulder, but it didn’t stop the shiver in his body now that he could see the approaching wall. He covered that side of his face with his hands and closed his eyes, bracing for the collision, for the pain. Pain, pain, pain, pain, pain, pain-

He heard a metallic click and a little hope sparkled inside him that maybe he was safe; but the moment he tried to move his hands to look, his shoulder came in contact with the white wall. The sudden thud of his body against the wall made his body jolt, head hitting the surface. He screamed into the white void, feeling his bones crashing against each other and blood dripping down his temple from a wound that opened on contact with the wall. He didn’t have enough power to raise his head; instead he stayed there, lying on the floor. The pain in both his body and his head was pulsating, making everything worse, and Grian could feel the incoming nausea. He just got a concussion, he thought, and by the way it all looked, he was either going to black out or throw up. 

“Aaww,” Grian shuddered upon hearing the voice above him. He knew who this voice belonged to, he didn't need to look up and see the face to fall back into emotional distress; he could already feel the tears running down his cheeks, the agonizing pressure on his heart threatening to crush him to death.  

“Can’t the pesky bird fly anymore?” As always, the tone was sad and sincere, but he knew better. He knew that the moment he looked up, he would be met with a cruel smile, laughing down at him. 

Right. He remembered now. 

A nightmare. Of course. 

He opened his eyes and looked towards the door, seeing the familiar figure of a child through his tears– red vibrant eyes looking down at him. For a second, the cruel smile stayed the same, looking nothing like the kid from his childhood did, that he still held in his heart so dearly; but then it moved and Grian can hear a very steady and determined, but also not very childlike voice.

“Wake up!” Yeah, that is not the same voice. 

Wake up, wake up, wake up, Grian I know you can hear this, gooood morniiiiiing, hellooo!! Time to get up!!

“Uuughhh, Ren whyyy?” Grian tried hiding his face behind the pillow, but the stupid alarm clock kept going, the voice becoming louder.

Wakey-wakey!!! Wake up! Wake up! WAKE UP! WAKE UUUUUP!

“Void, just kill me now,” Grian whispered into the pillow and finally leaned on his elbows, standing up from the bed. His wings swept against the blanket and dropped it down on the floor, but he had no desire to pick it up. His room was already a mess with all his paints and brushes scattered on the ground, while his desk was fully occupied with papers and pencils. Needless to say, he completely ignored the overflowing dirty clothes basket that was standing on the side of his closet. He needed to take care of it because soon he would be out of clothes to wear, but that’s a problem for future Grian; now-Grian had to deal with the clock. 

The awful clock that he– unfortunately– couldn’t break (“It’s a gift from Bdubs! He loves his clocks, it’s basically a friendship offering!” Ren had declared.) stood proudly on his nightstand. The annoying recording of wake up still going on and on, echoing in the messy room. He quickly found the button and finally turned it off. He would have loved to go back to bed and sleep some more, hopefully without any nightmares this time; but sadly, the alarm worked because Grian was now awake.  

Letting out a yawn, he stretched his limbs and turned towards the full-length mirror standing against the wall. Grian didn’t like looking in the mirror. He didn’t like seeing messy and greasy hair, knowing how good and fluffy it looked after a bath. He didn’t like looking at the dark eyebags that he’d been trying to get rid of for weeks. He didn’t like seeing his dirty and coffee-stained pajamas that he’d been trying to throw into a washing machine for a while now, without any success. So tiring.  

But he could see his wings back in their rightful place, and that was enough to calm him down. 

Stupid nightmares messing with him again. 

He checked that the battery on his phone was full before taking it off the charger, and then looked at the time. 7:38, the same time he woke up for work every day, but today it seemed too early. Maybe he didn’t get enough rest again, and his nightmare messed that up too. Ugh, he could already see how awful this day would be. Holding his phone in hand, he exited his bedroom, going down the corridor towards the kitchen while ignoring the door to another bedroom just ahead of his own. Knowing Ren, he was already up and about. 

-der the rubble. The superhero team alongside the fire department arrived four minutes later, getting everyone out without any lethal casualties. Two out of the eight victims were hospitalized in critical conditi- 

“Took you long enough!” Ren said with a giggle, while Grian flinched. Right, Ren. He took his eyes off the TV that was hung in the living room right in front of the kitchen, looking towards his roommate.

Despite the very early hour he already looked full of energy, his eyes sparkling and dog ears swiftly flapping around. He had his long reddish hair in a messy bun and wore his favorite “Let me cook!” apron, which made Grian laugh when he first got it. Hearing that giggle and seeing the mischievous grin, he knew that the ‘Ren alarm’ was loud enough for the culprit to hear it himself. He could see that he was very satisfied with the result. Grian could also see two plates on the dining table because Ren, as always, was cooking for them both.

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'-.° Masterpost - Next Part °.-'

[ria-writes-stuff]

Is This Entertaining?: The character sheet

ITE is my current largest WIP, a superhero/villain Dsmp au centred around Peer Pressure Duo, with side orders of bio family SBI, polyam Techno/Phil/Kristen, The Syndicate, and a certain duck hybrid who works for it.

The main cast:

Ranboo Belova:

Ranboo, our unfortunate protagonist, is an albino teenager who is employed as a Hero-in-training (HIT) after being caught as the illegal Vigilante ‘Ghost’, named for his ability to go undetected almost anywhere. He’s been (unknowingly) entangled in Syndicate business since he was picked up by Teagon ‘Techno’ Rowan as his violin student after being orphaned. Neither Techno nor Ranboo know of the others alternate identity.

Ranboo, despite being just about the tallest person in the city, is very much a product of his upbringing, and is very quiet, reserved and eager to please, as well as deeply traumatised.

Teagon ‘Techno’ Rowan:

Techno is one of the three leaders of the terrorist organisation, The Syndicate, married to Phil and Kristen, and all round Not A Great Guy. He’s best known to the public as his Villain alias ‘Gore’, named for his cannibalistic tendencies and his powers of flesh manipulation (he can literally melt the skin off someone if he wishes, or in less violent uses, do stuff like raise their temperature, lower their blood pressure, or give them a bad headache).

He is very much the villain in Ranboo’s story, he’s abusive, manipulative, controlling, and has done his best during Ranboo’s childhood to dehumanise and condition him. However, through a mix of genuinely loving the kid (in his own fucked up way), Ranboo’s forgiving nature, and the fact he’s been conditioned to love Techno, Ranboo continues to stay close to him, desperate for the affection that he can’t get (or is not allowed to get) from anywhere else.

I really do love their dynamic, fucked up as it is, there’s a lot of affection between them even when horrific things are happening (being held by the same hands that are hurting you is my Roman Empire), and when writing from Ranboo’s POV you really get an idea of how much he loves Techno (like a kicked dog loves its master-)

Alexis ‘Poker’ Bernal:

Poker, as he’s most often seen as, works for the Syndicate, he’s fairly high up in the ranks, as a powerful Villain in his own right, and he basically owns a section of the city known as Las Nevadas. He’s currently dating Mirror, the Syndicates eldest son, in no way safe or sane relationship (at least it’s consensual?), which makes every rational person in his life very concerned, but he’s too in love to care.

Poker is very much an older brother figure to Ranboo, he’s a safe haven amongst all the eggshells he has to walk around Teagon, he never has to watch what he says or how he acts around him. Poker is very fond indeed of the poor kid the Syndicate have snatched, and does his best to keep Boo safe. The two often meet up in secret to do things together, or just sit and talk for a while. Until he became a HIT, Poker was the only person Ranboo really had who was consistently safe, and as such their bond is very strong.

Secondary characters:

Kristen Morrigan:

Kristen is the joint leader of the Syndicate, married to Phil and Techno, but is the ‘Big Boss’ so to speak. She makes the final decisions, and she’s not to be argued with. She’s the biological mother of Tommy and Lucian, and regards Ranboo with fondness (and some mild grief for the knowledge that he’s one day going to be pushed too far and break entirely). Villain alias is Madam Mortality, for her powers of advanced decomposition. She can rot anything and anyone (which is excruciating when done on a person, and can kill in seconds if she can’t control how much she uses it).

Phil Greenville:

Joint leader of the Syndicate, biological father of Tommy and Lucian, known as the Villain Shriek. He has powers of mental manipulation through song - for as long as someone can hear his song or hum, he can control them. He’s hard of hearing due to a fight gone wrong when he was a new Villain, and has hearing aids. He’s a good father to his kids, and was mostly the one to raise them while Techno was in the field and Kris ran everything from behind the scenes. He’s also fond of Ranboo, but doesn’t have the same attachment that Kris does - he thinks the kid’s amusing, but he hasn’t really bonded in the same way.

Cassandra Whitlock (OC):

Cassandra (known solely as Doc, she doesn’t even have a civilian identity anymore after faking her death when she started out), is a Vigilante Healer who provides housing for a number of Vigilantes and as many of the street kids as she can, funded by extortionate prices for her healing services. She heals civilians and Vigilantes for free, but makes Heroes and Villains pay according to how much they can afford. She heals using a golden ichor that drips from her fingers, and is both one of the most efficient healers in the city, and one of the few willing to go into an ongoing battle to heal. She hates the Syndicate with a passion (but still heals them), and has known Ranboo for years, having given him a place to stay after almost a year on the streets. She sees him as a little brother almost, and is very good friends with Poker.

Minor Characters:

Tommy Innit:

Biological child of Phil and Kristen, known as Cerberus, he’s an unwilling Villain, and first meets Ranboo when he’s locked in the Hero Tower cells as a prisoner. He has fire powers that he struggles to control, and was friends with Ranboo when they were younger. However, as they both aged, Tommy started to realise how fucked up the entire situation was, and he feels uncomfortable spending time with Ranboo when his family is around.

Lucian Speculo:

Eldest biological child of Phil and Kristen, known as the Villain Mirror. His powers are very dangerous - looking into his eyes makes people essentially suicidal, and he can’t control them so he wears sunglasses and a veil most of the time. He’s dating Poker, but doesn’t feel anywhere near as close to Ranboo as his partner does. He sees Ranboo like the family dog essentially, and has never and will never be attached to him. He can be useful, sure, but why would you get attached to something that’s going to die anyway?

Cara Puffy:

Known as the Hero Captain Cyclone, for her abilities to control air, she’s Ranboo’s mentor in the Hero Tower. She’s very fond of him, and has been spending the last eight months he’s been there trying to figure out exactly what the fuck happened to this kid, holy shit this is so bad, I’m horrified. (She has a massive board in her office, complete with red string everywhere, trying to pierce together exactly what happened to Ranboo. Her two leading theories so far are that he has DID, and Teagon is a harmful alter (he’s been known to switch personalities pretty quick, and she’s caught him dissociating between them, she’s no psychiatrist but she’s talking to friends who are), or that Teagon is a groomer whose name is fake which is why he isn’t appearing on any database she searches through)

Okay wow that was longer than I thought it would be lmao! If you have any questions, or want to be added to the ITE tag list, let me know!!!

[bodylanda]

Some doodles about tall second

Bonus design notes on chosen, dark and second

[hunks2heroesaiart]

Minecraft Style! LOL Don't you wish avatars could have guns like these!? They go so well with the diamond sword! ;)

[vicinityofart]

I was contemplating how to get this blog started…. Then remembered this gem:

SO WHOS GONNA BE THE FIRST HM?

[blakzat]

sillies on a fence.

[specter-star]

Jimmy - Canary (hero)

Description: Many believe he was blessed with his precognition, but for him it has always been a curse. The canary in the coal mine, many of his visions come just a little too late for him to truly change them, but he will always try.

Song: Boy in The Bubble by Alec Benjamin

Visions/Precognition: receives usually-brief visions of the future, varying in levels of clarity; also has heightened instincts that allow him to respond to danger more quickly

[sleepless-in-southlands]

i think hermitcraft should have the equivalent of that 'regular guy does the olympics as a reference point for how good the olympians are' where it's just like. person who plays minecraft often enough to know what it is but that's it. they're not bad at the game but they're not about to reinvent the block while they play. around them are feats of divine architecture and world breaking redstone and cinema level plot lines and meanwhile they are living in a lovely one story one room wood house, they just made themselves a diamond chestplate, they are having a lovely day wandering around and complimenting everyone else's builds and politely declining every other hermits' offer to build a base for them

[im-the-antonymph-of-your-mom]