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[creadigol]

Hey y’all! Here’s a little snippet of something that was rattling in my mind. Hope y’all like!

It can be complicated to make sense of family. Hero knew this. Hero had always known this. With how their life was growing up Hero doubted there were many who could understand this concept as well as they did.

But this was just ridiculous.

“The answer is still no,” Hero tried very hard to keep their voice level and calm.

“Seriously? I don’t understand what your problem is!”

The voice over the phone held the tone of one who had already decided they were right and there was no chance of changing.

“It’s not that I have a problem…which I don’t,” Hero ground out. “It’s that I just don’t feel like inviting him.”

“And why not?”

Hero resisted the urge to pinch the bridge of their nose. One, it was a bad habit which showed how frustrated they were; and two, it would loosen their mask. God, couldn’t their sibling have called earlier? Hero really didn’t feel like having this conversation on the roof of a bank at 11pm.

“I don’t need a reason. It’s my call and I don’t want him there. End of story.”

“No, not end of story! This is completely unfair! Why am I always the one trying to hold this family together? You think it’s easy being the responsible one when…”

Hero let the rant commence as they held the phone a few inches from their ear, Sibling gradually getting louder and more hurtful with each word. They looked up at the star bedazzled sky and tried to tune them out until they could jump back in again.

It’s not that Sibling was wrong, it’s just that Hero could only take being called absent and holier than thou so many times. It was the same speech every time a major event happened in Hero’s life. And at the end of every speech, Hero always caved and let Sibling invite the whole family…well not this time.

‘...and out of everyone, you of all people should take the high road on this…”

That did it.

“Me of all people? Why? Shouldn’t it be the other way around? Dammit, I’m tired of being the one to take the high road! For once would it kill him to apologize? Or better yet, clean up his fucking act?!”

Sibling was making sputtering noises on the line when another voice joined Hero on the roof.

“Well, I must say I’ve never heard words like this before coming from our fair Hero.”

Hero froze, their sibling yelling into the receiver, and turned.

Villain stood, arms folded, looking incredibly smug.

“I’m going to have to call you back,” Hero said softly. They hung up before Sibling could protest.

Shit, they would hear about that later.

Villain sauntered closer, “Having a little domestic are we? I’ve never seen you that agitated before.”

Hero glared, “Coming to rob the bank?”

Villain chuckled.

“I was, but this is so much more interesting. Come on, what’s happening in the world of the Golden Hero?”

“None of your business,” Hero stood tall. “Now are you breaking the law or not? I have a long patrol tonight.”

“Oh yes, I heard you were taking the long shift tonight. Something about needing time off…wait…that couldn’t be what you were arguing about on the phone was it? Vacation plans gone wrong?”

Hero felt a vein popping in their forehead.

“Why must you alway insist on being a prick? And why do you know my shift schedule?”

Villain shrugged noncommittally, “I have people.”

They walked right into Hero’s space, doing their best to intimidate with their towering stature. Hero refused to move and met their gaze head on.

“You’ve never taken a break before.” Villain stated.

“Never needed to until now,” Hero responded as if Villain had asked a question.

Villain gave them a once over.

“What’s the need?”

God, was Villain always this infuriating?

“Like I said, none of your business. I’m sure you’ll survive a substitute hero for the next few weeks.”

Villain frowned, “Few weeks? That’s a lengthy time.”

Hero rolled their eyes and nodded. They weren’t falling for Villain’s way of fishing for information by not actually asking a question.

“A few weeks and a family member who’s not welcome…if I’m to interpret that phone call correctly. My, my, what do you have planned?” Villain finally took a few paces back to lean on the wall, “Can’t say I’m too thrilled. Other Hero’s are such tight-asses.”

“If you mean that I’m lenient then, yes, they’re not as nice as I am,” Hero smirked.

Villain outright laughed.

“I would describe you as many things Hero, but straight up nice has never been one of them. Seriously, why the vacation? Family reunion or something?”

If Hero’s Sibling had anything to say on the matter it would be.

“Not as such,” Hero relaxed their stance now that Villain was a few paces away. That and it seemed Villain was more in a talking mood tonight. It was rare that they just talked rather than taking on their usual ‘Hero vs Villain’ roles. Rare, but it had happened a handful of times over the course of the last four years. Whether this was professional or not, Hero chose not to think about.

Villain folded their arms in thought, “Birthday? No, yours is in March…A celebration for another medal from the Mayor? No, he’s out of town until next month…” Hero tried hard not to smile as Villain ticked each possibility off their fingers, “Oh I know! You’ve finally graduated high school!”

Now Hero did laugh. It was a running joke with them and Villain’s Henchman that Hero must be younger than they seemed due to their young sound voice. Of course there was no way to tell due to the mask, but Hero estimated they were about the same age as Villain. Something they were sure Villain had put together as well seeing as the Hero Agency didn’t employ anyone under the age of 21.

It didn’t stop the quips though.

“Afraid I did that long ago,” Hero supplied.

“Well then I’m at a loss,” Villain got up and leaned into Hero’s space once more. “Other than medical leave I can’t think of anything else. And I assume you wouldn’t be fighting about invitees if convalescence was your goal.”

“Guess you’ll just have to live with uncertainty,” Hero shrugged and turned to leave the roof. Before they could take a couple of steps a hand was on their arm.

“You really not going to tell?” Villain asked softly. “You seemed upset and not the kind of upset like when you're on the job.”

Hero felt their heart rate increase and their cheeks warm. Why did Villain have to go and ask like that? How could they go from the city’s terror to a caring person with humanity and feelings? Perhaps Hero could tell them…the event was happening down in the Bahamas anyway. Not like Villain could figure it out…

It would be nice to talk to someone not expecting anything from them.

“I have a celebration happening and I don’t want my father to be there…it’s caused rather a ruckus in my family.”

Villain’s hand remained on Hero’s arm. “Well, if it’s your celebration it’s your choice. I don’t see why anyone else should be involved.”

Hero laughed and patted their hand. “And you’ve just summarized the entire argument I’ve been having for the past month.”

Villain released their arm. “I’m smart like that.”

Hero nodded with a warm smile. They turned towards the fire escape.

“Seeing as how you don’t seem to be robbing the bank, I have places to be,” They turned so they were facing Villain while standing on the ladder. “Thanks Villain. I’ll see you in a few weeks if you manage to keep yourself alive.”

“Say that to your replacement hero.” Villain hesitated, “Hero?”

Hero popped their head up from their descent, “Yeah?”

“What is the celebration?”

Hero smiled softly at them.

“I’m getting married,” they whispered.

And then they were gone. Down the fire escape and into the night.

Villain stood stunned, not knowing why the words made their heart freeze and their eyes water.

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[thepenultimateword]

Short Prompt #222

The scent of coconut detangled settled in Villain’s nose. They held back a sneeze, focusing on the nimble hands raking through their hair, gruff, bold, and yet so gentle.

“I’m just taking off the ends, ok?” Henchman said, readying the scissors. “Last time I cut too much off the front and now I’m traumatized. You know, you should really get a real hairdresser to do this for you.”

“It’s better for new aliases when someone on the inside is doing it,” Villain said.

Henchman separated a piece of hair and began snipping the ends. “I guess that makes sense. But Other Henchman is better at dye.”

Villain shrugged. “I’m accustomed to you.”

I’m in love with you.

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[mha-vilain-au]

Izuku: *approaching a new recruit Ochaco* Hey are you OK ? You set up with the team ?

Ochaco: *nervous* I-I'm fine, but I think Medusa doesn't like me very much.

Izuku: Really ? Why ?

Ochaco: Well he continues to glare at me and we never actually talk ! He just stands here staring and sometimes he even randomly claps his hands next to me for no reason ! He scares me a little.

Izuku:...

Izuku: Ochaco, Medusa is fucking mute. He just tries to get your attention.

Ochaco:...

Ochaco: Oh.

#Ochaco the accidental bigot #Medusa aka the mute that no one ever bother to teach sign language until know: how do I communicate 🕴️ #Well it's not quite true I mean at the time Ochaco joins the LOV he would have already known perfectly JSL and maybe still working on ESL #BUT it's also very funny to imagine that Medusa had managed to navigate between the LOV for a couple of years without knowing how * #*to properly communicate with anyone #I just noticed I made a ton of faults in the tags but I just don't mind anymore #Fix it in your head 🤡 #mha vilain au #my hero academia #mha vilain au incorrect quotes #mha incorrect quotes #mha izuku #villain izuku #mha denki #villain denki #mha ochaco #traitor ochaco

[just-a-space-rabbit]

Writing Prompt 009

Superhero pinned villain against the wall. “So, a little mouse told me that you had the balls to come to Hero, MY HERO! and then you, you dare ask them on a date!” They gave Villain, who was visibly upset, another shake pushing them further into the wall.

Villain shook their head, as tears flowed down their cheeks “I didn’t, I promise I did not do it, I swear!”

“Superhero. Let. Them. Go!” Hero yelled as they jumped into the alley from above, fire burning in their eyes, “They did not ask me on a date… I asked them!”

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[redhoodie17]

LOOK AT HIM!!!!!!! AAAAAAA

#fanfic #smut #fantasy #writing community #x y/n #once upon a time #killian jones x y/n #captain hook #captain hook x y/n #killian jones #emma swan #hero #vilains

[theoawilde]

Snippet #9

Masterlist

When the knock sounded on the door, Viola was in the unfortunate position of hanging upside down from the ceiling by the ankle. This hadn’t been an issue, but Art had learned new knots since next time, and his pranks were quickly becoming more annoying.

“Yes?” Viola shouted at the door, reaching upward in a vain attempt to tug at the knot. Her fingers scrabbling at the tight loops did little to help, and soon she swung downward again, swaying gently from the rope. “Who is it?” she grunted as she bent upward for another attempt.

“It’s Art,” came the muffled voice from the other side of the door. “Can I come in?”

“Well, I would unlock the door, but unfortunately someone-” Viola lost her grip on the knot again, crashing into the wall again and bashing her shoulder into the window. “-decided to try one of his pranks again, so I’m a little preoccupied here.”

“Oh.” He was silent for a long moment on the other side of the door, as if working this out in his head. “So my knots worked, then?”

“If I compliment them, will you tell me how to untie them?”

“I don’t know how to untie them.”

Viola paused halfway through removing her boot for more room to work with. “You what?”

“I didn’t tie it, Damien did!”

“Then get Damien, goddammit!”

“Well, see, that’s the whole issue. Damien had to go to some fancy literary seminar today, so I was bored, and I came to see if you wanted to go somewhere with me.”

Viola massaged her temples. “Why don’t you ask Ada?”

“Ada’s at church.”

“Tessa?”

“There’s arcane chanting and screams of the damned coming from her room. I think I’ll pass.”

Viola rolled her eyes. “We’ll talk about this later. Just pick the lock and bring my scissors.”

“Oh, right.” The sound of rummaging came from the other side of the door, and a few moments later Art swept into the room, a pair of safety scissors in his hand.

Viola stretched her arm down to take the proffered scissors, snipping at the rope before falling in a heap on the floor as it snapped. “Sorry?” Art smiled sheepishly, offering her a hand up.

Viola took the hand after replacing her boot on her foot, picking up the protest sign she had dropped when the booby trap had gone off. “I would hang out with you, but I have a gathering to attend in city center today, and somehow I don’t think activism is really your thing.”

“But I’m bored,” Art faux-pouted, sinking onto the foot of her bed as she laced on her second boot. “I’ll even stop hiding bodies in your room if you let me come.”

Viola turned, studying the villain lounging at the edge of her bed. “Fine, but you have to promise not to kill anybody.”

“Oh, fine, fine,” Art waved a hand flippantly, already up from the edge of the bed. “Wait here; I’ll go get my shoes.”

(To be continued)

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[kitty-lennon]

OK since I had some nice returns about the height hc I wanted to share with you some of my other Hc!! (it get a bit long)

- Robbie / Glanni are faes (principaly due to Bound, that fic have been engraved in my soul) and also are two different person

- Robbie took care of the kids before Sportacus was around and have taught them about their special interest (Trixie and pranks/mischief; Pixel and love for gadget/tech and all; Stingy.... Stinginess; Ziggy and finding comfort in sweets, also Robbie made him that super hero suit)

-Latabæ and Lazytown are two different towns, and Latabæ is in iceland

-there is a Jives and Penny counter part in Lazytown but they are older and away to university. They still love to play with the kids

- Latabæ kids gang are teens while Lazytown kids gang is well, kids (/ almost preteen)

- ìþrott is older than Sportacus by a few years, and they aren't related by blood. They still view each other as Brothers tho. Also ìþrott passed down the number 10 title to him (will explain this more if asked)

- Àfram Latabæ Íþróttaálfurinn and Glanni Glæpur Í Latibær Íþróttaálfurinn are the same, he got badly made fun of by Glanni and after fighting the bitch away from Lazytown decided to get a makeover bc he indeed was a bit out of style.... Not that Glanni finds it better (except the abs)

- Glanni is a real menace that's holding back o' taking the world bc like Robbie, he's too much of a softy but won't admit it. (doesn't stop him from being a wanted criminal that have done heinous crimes but he had arguably good reason, as much as a morally gray flamboyant vilain can)

- Robbie and Glanni are distantly related blood wise but Glanni took care of Robbie most of his childhood and make sure he wouldn't take the same road as him in Villainy. (in love with this one, I love secretly soft vilains)

- Robbie is nb/ Agender, just doesn't give a single fuck about pronouns or gender, Glanni is identifying as man but like she/her and dressing either hyper masc or hyper flamboyant, pink and feathers and fur everywhere, glitters in his pockets and strass on his gun

- Sportacus is cis he/him a'd confident enough to wear a dress and make up even if it's rare / for his traditions as an elf (he like it tho bc it's comfy and fun to move around in a dress) Íþróttaálfurinn is the same, and often have his nails painted and likes to help the girls with their hair

That's the most I could think of hard enough to materialise in words!!

(it's 2am when I'm writing this, I'll probably upload it way later wand I'm sure I could come up with more tbh they probably seem too logical to me rn to not be canon)

PLS PLS PLS don't even hesitate to ask me about your headcanons so we can talk about them I love that!! It's more than alright to judge my hc even if I think they are pretty basic, but I don't think I'll change my mind about them (I'll hear you out still tho!)

OK last blorb, if you have ocs you can also message / ask / pm about them and info dump on me I would LOVE to hear about them.

Tbh usually I get in fandoms along with some friends, and I love plotting / playing / drawing [with] our ocs. So tell me if you would be fine with it, it would be immensely fun to populate the towns with our silly characters and watch them interact.

Alright, stole enough of your time now, thank you if you read this far! I really like the community here and hope to interact a bit more with all of you nice people, Have a nice time out there ✨✨

#lazytown #glanni glæpur í latabæ #glanni glaepur #iprottaalfurinn #robbie rotten #sportacus #lazytown oc #Àfram Latabæ #Glanni Glæpur #Íþróttaálfurinn #Latabæ #Latibær #headcanon #Kitty is Rambling again #The fandom is making me so passionate about this

[r0-boat]

Villain submas head cannons

I have priorities

CW: degrading and dirty talk are mentioned, it gets kinky, but everything is a consensual relationship between two villains and their beloved hero.

Sfw

World info:

World leaders, governments, and other higher up hire Heroes to combat world threats. What they don't know is that some of the heroes are villains and are dating each other. ( or they know and don't care, as long as they are stopping the problem, even if it's temporarily, LOL)

Villains doing their villain things is their actual job, and they have work hours off hours, vacations, and weekends, just like Heroes. Their main bases are not only their homes but their place of work when they are not being super villains; they're basically living like normal people.

Emmet

Alignment: chaotic evil

Emmet's evil schemes are like his art don't diss his art. He spends years perfecting each evil plan. Just to be foiled by the hero(you), hehe; it's not like he minds, though.

Once he's done with his evil scheme, he sends it to his brother

He crafts each evil scheme with your weaknesses and likeness in mind to show how much he loves you. Pretty much, he sees it like a date.

Has a minion Army of jail text each one has their own names, like Giovanni, he sits on a chair petting his galventula

Unlike ingo he likes causing chaos because he's bored.

Nothing Else Matters except his brother his Hero, and his army of joltics.

Unironically agrees with Megamind the presentation makes you a supervillain.

If he plans a juicy take over the world evil plan just to see some fucking hero that isn't you walking through his base, he just says screw it and throws the plans away for another day, making sure to kill the No Name hero in the process.

Emmet: "You like me, and you like that I'm evil" and you're angry because it's true

Ingo

Alignment: lawful evil

Some villains just don't have class, no dirty tricks and is willing to negotiate.

"I got to get ready. I'm supposed to face the hero in an epic battle; I hope they think I'm cool."

"Brother please stop antagonizing the citizens further we've already made our point"

Emmet may have planned this, but ingo is a force to be reckoned with; ingo not only knows and is responsible for executing the plans,

Ingo and Emmet plan together, but Emmet is usually seen on the front lines because Ingo has a nasty habit of doing villain monologues where he Reveals their entire project. So Ingo Works within the Shadows, ensuring everything goes according to plan.

Other villains are jealous of their relationship with their arch nemesis

Vilain: I'm so jealous of your relationship with your hero; mine is usually too tired for cuddle time afterward. They don't even come over on our days off.

Ingo: well... anyone would be tired after a long day of work Please make sure your hero gets plenty of rest time before you execute your plan. A key to any good relationship is communication. Do you have your hero's private number... No?... Oh, dear... If you want to have a special relationship with your Nemesis, make sure they know that they're special. I hope that helps

Villain: * writing on a notepad* yes! Thank you!

He will always leave you snacks in secret places for you to find just in case you get hungry trying to find him.

And always leaves at least some videotape or message praising you for getting out of a trap.

He's still working on his evil laugh.

Steals precious material just to make you jewelry you thank and kiss him but then threatened him to put it back.

Nsfw

Never opposed to railing you on the job. They always has condoms on them because of it.

Emmet absolutely loves taking you after he captures you. Watching you struggle against the shackles as he explains his plans with his cock deep inside of you.

No matter during work or in the bed you will always have a safe word.

Ingo drools at your hero costume wishing that you could step on him just once.

Emmet made executed his plan just for you to find rose petals leading to the bedroom yes this actually happened; you're starting to think he makes some of these just to get your attention, then yes, yes, he does...

They Always always asks for your consent before doing any darker role-play kinks.

Don't mind Emmet's harsher degrading and dirty talk he'll never actually mean it, he likes the immersion.

They almost had a sex dungeon they only didn't do it because they would have a lot of explaining to do if, someone other than you raids their main base.

Emmet may or may not have a collar made with (insert your Heroes weakness here)

During after work hours or on their days off they still hit you up for you to come over and have couple time ; )

#ro.chatting #smut #ingo.thirst #emmet.thirst #pokemon #submas #ingo #emmet #You can pry enemies and lovers out of my cold dead hand #I want what Perry the Platypus and Doofenshmirtz have

[amethystpath-writes]

BTHB Communication Suddenly Cut Off

@badthingshappenbingo

Original work!

Communication Suddenly Cut Off

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Hero adjusted her shoulder, elbow on the arm of her chair. "No way!" She dropped her spoon into her bowl of cereal. "She actually said that to him?"

On the other end of the line, Friend laughed. "Oh yeah. I don't blame her a single bit! I mean, he was borderline stalking her. You remember when we were at Max & Erma's and he dressed up as a waiter just to see her? Insane."

Picking her spoon back up and shoveling it into her mouth, Hero mumbled a 'Yeah, guess you're right'.

"So what have you been up to? I missed you at the party today. You doing alright?"

Bending forward with legs bent on the cushion, Hero put her bowl on the coffee table in front of her. She grabbed her phone with a hand instead of holding it between her head and shoulder. Hero was cramping enough without having to take up weird body positions.

"I'm alright," she said. "Just exhausted from work, you know?" Exhausted from fighting a villain you hopefully know nothing about.

Friend was silent for a moment. "I get it. It sucks not seeing you though. Maybe we could have a movie night." Her voice pitched at this. "Be exhausted all you want that way. I'll get us some popcorn. And! I'll get the nacho cheese stuff to sprinkle over it!" Hero smiled in her seat. "I'll pick up a few movies from Redbox, too, so we don't have to watch a bunch of oldies. Okay, that's it. That's the plan. Now," Friend hummed then began mumbling, "It's five o'clock and Mom needs eggs from the store. I'll try to be there by-"

The line went fuzzy, a quiet chshhhhhh. "Friend? Hey, you're cutting out." Hero stood from the chair, walking to the window. Maybe there was better reception there? If it was on Friend's end then it didn't matter much, but she could at least try. "Friend? You there?" She pulled the phone away, the screen of her phone lighting up. Hero was on a second call. No name though. Weird. She hung up, or at least tried to. The screen hadn't changed when she tapped the little red phone. Hero tapped it again, but nothing happened.

Next time she tapped the counting timer that told her how long she was on a call with Friend. The phone call returned normally and the other disappeared. She shook her head.

"H-ero? I th-ink-"

Hero cut to the chase. The call wasn't getting any better. "What time?"

Chshhhhhh.

Damnit, Hero thought, and peeked at her phone again. 'Unknown Caller' it read for a second time. "Hello?" she said impatiently. No answer. "Hellooo?" Nothing.

She hit the home screen, tapping the text message icon then tapped on Friend's contact. 'Hey. Phones are acting weird. What time do you think you'll be here?' Hero typed. Hitting send, a red and encircled X appeared. 'Message failed to send' it said below. She touched the X and then touched where it said 'Retry'. The X reappeared. Hero repeated the process once. Twice. Three times. Four. Five. Nothing, nothing, nothing. "What the hell?" Her phone was slow sometimes, but never this bad. "She'll get here when she gets here I guess."

Her phone began to ring just as she tossed it on the couch across the room. Sighing, she went to pick it back up. 'Unknown Caller'. No. If it was important, they could leave a message or text her. Hero didn't pick up from numbers she didn't know, or from numbers that didn't appear on screen. She pushed the lock button on the side of the phone, rejecting the call.

"How rude, rejecting my call."

Hero froze. Her shoulders drew tight, her spine straightened so much that it cramped as badly as when she held her phone with a shoulder. Her jaw clenched and her eyes went wide, staring vacantly at the couch cushion in front of her. Was Hero breathing? If she was, she didn't feel it.

"Won't talk to me on the phone and now not in person either, hm?"

Goosebumps rose along her arms as she heard the villain stepping closer. How had he gotten in? She turned. "How did you find me? Where did you get my information? What else do you know?" Information being both her address and phone number, maybe even her specific phone if he was able to block her communications the way he did.

Villain looked so casual, he always did. You'd never expect him to be a madman who plotted humanity's demise. He looked like a fancy historian; brown pants, black turtleneck, plaid and half buttoned jacket. He had his hands planted in his pants pockets now. Hero still had no idea how he managed to get inside of her apartment.

He chuckled at her uptight-ness. "Can't we just chat for once- for a minute before you question my how-comings and motives?"

"No," Hero responded shortly.

Villain fake-pouted. "How's come? You and your friend seem great. I would love to gossip to you the same way."

Hero rolled her eyes. Her shoulders were still tense, but she was relaxing- not so far that she wasn't prepared, but just enough that she wasn't uptight beyond movement. "You didn't answer me. What else do you know? How did you learn anything about me?"

He smiled at her. "Now that's a fun story. Guess I get to monologue after all."

"Make it short."

"Or what?" He dazzled her with a wider smile, one that showed teeth. Was it just her or were they sharpened? It was just her, definitely just her- and her anxiety, her terror.

Villain strode to the chair Hero had been sitting in just minutes ago. He plopped down, ankle on knee, arms on either side. "Go on," he told her. "Sit."

"Maybe you should stand."

He chuckled without moving. "Darling, I don't think you understand how easy I have been on you. In multiple ways, actually." His eyes fell from her own to the couch behind her. "Sit." Villain looked at Hero again and she swore something changed in his eyes. They almost seemed darker. She obeyed.

"Now, I think you recall that little stalker of your friend?" Hero squinted, but nodded. "Did you know he's able to take up the appearance of anyone he wishes?" He didn't wait for a response. "In that, he's also able to project his own appearance onto bystanders, even control what they would do as him. Very talented, very...mindfully aware."

Hero shook her head. "Where are you going with this?"

He shushed her, softly, as if she was a baby. "He came under my employment about a month ago. Remind me," he said, "how long ago it was that your friend became ill."

Her eyes went wide and she nearly launched from her seat, realizing what he meant. Villain might attack her if she acted out so suddenly though. Hero remained seated.

"What have you done with her?" she demanded. It made sense what he said. Whoever his worker was, he made himself look like Friend 2 then made anyone else appear like him. But where was Friend 2 if she hadn't been with Hero and Friend all along?

"Nothing too dastardly. She isn't starving, but I'm sure she would appreciate a nice chicken dinner."

"And Friend?" she asked, somewhat panicked. Friend was okay, she had to be. Yeah, the phone call ended somewhat abruptly, but that was just because Villain interfered. Beyond that, she was fine, right?

Villain shrugged. "What do you think?"

Her eyes stung with tears she refused to let fall. She shook her head. "Why are you here? What are you doing?"

"Entertaining myself mostly. You're my opponent. I wanted to brag."

"I'll kill you," she swore. "If not tonight, I will find you like you did me, and I'll kill you when I do."

Villain's eyes twinkled from afar. "Cute. Very cute." He laughed heartily. "I told you already that I've been easy on you, right?" Again, he didn't wait for an answer. "I'm here for more than bragging rights. I want you to come with me. I've given you opportunity enough to back down on your own; I'm giving you another now. Come with, or I'll have to force your hand."

Her eyes became squinted and her lip lifted. "I'm sorry?"

"Surrender," Villain said simply. His legs uncrossed and he leaned forward, elbows on his knees. "If you don't I'll take you away forcibly."

Hero huffed a laugh. "As if you could. When have you ever bested me?" In truth, she was terrified. He was being serious, no amusement crossing his features. And the number of times he'd mentioned 'going easy on her'...what if he was telling the truth?

"Try something now then. Lunge at me." His lips were in a straight line. No emotion.

She considered him. Serious. He's serious. Villain was inviting her to attack him. Maybe she should take the opportunity.

Without another thought, she leaped from the couch, ready to tackle Villain, even though he was in a chair. She would have knocked the whole chair back if she could. But, something stopped her, a- a wall of sorts, one that glimmered like a bubble. "What-?" She touched that wall. Her fingers couldn't pass through. Shaking her head, she spun on a heel trying to return to the couch. Unfortunately she ran into another wall. "You're doing this," Hero muttered, facing Villain once again. She swallowed seeing his smile.

"So, you'll come with on your own. Otherwise I can push you along myself, and I think that would be rather humiliating, don't you?"

"This doesn't prove anything. You can push me, but you can't command me."

"Isn't it the same?" Villain sighed seeing Hero's fiery stubbornness. "Fine then. Let's have a little charade." He stood from Hero's chair, face forming into something...something Hero didn't quite understand. "I forgot to grab something to drink before I came here. Do you have something for me to drink, Hero?"

Her lips moved. "Yes, of course, Villain. Let me show you to the kitchen." Her hand flew to her mouth afterward. She hadn't said that. She hadn't said that. Hero's eyes found Villain's.

"Lead the way," he said.

Hero's feet moved on their own, leading the two to her kitchen despite how she tried to resist. She couldn't even feel herself pulling back. There was no resistance except for in her thoughts. She began unwillingly talking again. "There's some water bottles in the bottom right drawer. Fruit punch juice boxes on the left- though my younger cousin will be disappointed when she finds not only me missing, but her juice as well." 'When she finds not only me missing.' So this was how Villain would take her, by commanding her just like she said he couldn't.

What was almost worse was that what Villain made her say was exactly right. Water bottles, bottom right drawer. Fruit punch juice boxes in the left drawer. One of three things could have happened. One, Villain had that stalker, body-switching guy, go through her home while she was gone. Two, Villain himself went through her house while Hero was absent, or when he somehow snuck into her house while simultaneously messing with her phone today. Three, he had access to her mind. The last one would have sounded ridiculous if it weren't for the way Villain was controlling her now.

"You're realizing you have no choice now, aren't you?"

Hero nodded her head. She couldn't tell whether it was her doing it or if Villain was still possessing her. Either way, he was right.

"Why?" she asked. Villain tilted his head. Hero believed he could have gotten his answer if he wanted. Still, she continued, "Why are you doing this? Taking me? Is it not enough that you've taken my friends?"

Her body turned to the exit. She began walking through, walking to the front door of her apartment. They were really leaving. She was going to get sick.

"I'm tired of you fighting is all. It will be much easier to accomplish my goals if I don't have to worry about turning you away every time."

"Then kill me." She swallowed after she said it. Hero didn't really want him to kill her, but she also didn't want to be taken. Villain said Friend 2 was okay, not starving, but would certainly be happier if she was given more. Hero had a feeling she wouldn't be given the same treatment. Villain might actually starve her because of her putting a kink in all of his plans, for not surrendering when she was given multiple chances to.

"Am I really so awful to be around?" Villain asked behind her as she led the way to the elevators. "I should think my style makes up for any unpleasantness. This jacket was bought yesterday. I'm rather dashing in it, aren't I?"

Just as unwillingly as before, Hero said, "Yes, very."

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Requests are accepted!

#not a prompt #long post #hero x villain #creepy villain #creepy whumper #hero whumpee #vilain whumper #prompt: communication suddenly cut off #fandom: original work

[madeyesaes]

FANCASTCHALLENGE by @sweetiesplum :: day 3, jeu-vidéo.

𝐊𝐄𝐀𝐍𝐔 𝐑𝐄𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐒 𝐀𝐒 𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐇 𝐑𝐄𝐕𝐀𝐍. 𝑺𝑻𝑨𝑹 𝑾𝑨𝑹𝑺 : 𝑲𝑵𝑰𝑮𝑯𝑻𝑺 𝑶𝑭 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑶𝑳𝑫 𝑹𝑬𝑷𝑼𝑩𝑳𝑰𝑪.

Savior, conqueror, hero, villain. You are all things, Revan… and yet you are nothing. In the end, you belong to neither the light nor the darkness. You will forever stand alone.

Durant les événements de Knights of the Old Republic, Revan est un personnage entouré de mystère. Il est sur toutes les lèvres et pourtant, personne ne semble capable de le saisir pleinement. Considéré comme l’homme le plus puissant de son ère, il manie la Force aussi bien du côté obscur que du côté lumineux -il a voyagé entre les deux extrêmes, comme il l’a fait dans les recoins de la galaxie pour en dénicher les moindres secrets.

Son visage est secret pour le commun des mortels et son masque est devenu un élément marquant de la mythologie qui l’entoure -la personne qui se trouve en dessous doit avoir un charisme à la hauteur. Star Wars est familier des vilains et anti-héros masqués, jouant sur les apparences de grandeurs pour dissimuler des personnes malmenées par la vie, pleines de failles et de défauts. Revan ne fait pas exception, malgré son immense pouvoir et ses faits d’armes, sa vie est semée de tragédies plus terribles les unes que les autres.

On ne va pas se mentir, Revan est clairement mon personnage préféré de la licence Star Wars. Et pourtant je suis loin d’avoir consommé tout le contenu qui l’entoure. J’ai surtout saigné le premier jeu, y jouant et y rejouant avec mon frère, toutes les fins, tous les choix, on les a faits. D’ailleurs, si je n’avais pas cast Revan, j’aurais fait HK-47 -ça aurait pu être cool de trouver une voix pour cet droïde anti “sac à viandes”. 

Le choix de Keanu Reeves est un choix populaire dans le fandom (j’aurais peut-être dû le garder pour le jour 7 ?), non seulement il colle aisément à l’image du Revan canon (bien que je préférais la version féminine) et a tout le charisme que l’on peut attendre : capable de jouer aussi bien sur la corde lumineuse que obscure. Il a une aura solitaire, qui peut être solennelle et on pourrait aisément l’imaginer en figure de voyageur intergalactique, ayant vu plus de choses qu’une vie entière puisse narrer.

Bref j’arrête de m’étendre, encore un plaisir de graph sur ce challenge et j’adore voir vos créa !!

#fancastchallenge #challenge #keanu reeves #star wars #star wars knights of the old republic #kotor #sw kotor #fancast #star wars fancast

[freefallingup13]

1, 5, 7, & 11?

1. What are your favorite whump tropes?

Pet whump, captive whump, dehumanization, conditioned whumpees, "Pick your punishment", "it's a shame they don't really care about you", protecting the Whumpee, soft recovery, long recoveries, a whole bunch of things like that. Those are what come to mind rn anyways

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5. Who is your favorite whumpee?

Of my series, my favorite is Toni. Of other people's series, I really like sideblogformindtrash's Blue, cowboy-anon's Apple, and milk-carton-whump's Niner. They're all adorable and deserve better. And more plushies.

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7. What are the traits of your ideal whumper?

POSSESSIVE, sadistic (ofc), intimate whumpers are my jam. I love it when whumpers give their whumpees pet names and view their whumpee as something to play with rather than just a person. I also have a tendency to enjoy whumpers that display signs of obsession, whether it's obsession to "care" for the whumpee or obsession with the whumpee's expression when they cry out in pain.... Seriously, sometimes you just need to appreciate the details!~<3

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11. How and when did you discover the whump community?

Lmao I think I found this community last December??? When I was doing writing prompts and made that kerosene one, I think I started seeing "whump prompt" as a thing. Then I started looking up more whump prompts and was like "oh hot reservoir this is my jelly". Eventually some hero x vilain drabbles I was reading delved straight into whump territory, and as I looked more and more into whump I was like "!!11!!! Finally!!! People that also like fictional torture!!!!!" and I've been going ham ever since

#whump #answering asks

[creadigol]

Whats your favorite thing you’ve written to date on Tumblr?

Oh my goodness!

I would have to say my favorite thing I’ve written so far is the Hero in an abusive relationship snippet. I based a lot of this off a real relationship a close friend of mine is in, so writing this was my way of warning others of red flags as well as the writing process being incredibly cathartic to me. This was definitely the snippet which seemed like it wrote itself while I was working and I really connected with the characters.

Thank you so much for asking!

#writers #creative writing #writing community #writing promt #character creation #creadigol #heros and villains #original writing #villains and heroes #ask me anything #hero and vilain community #writing snippet #dialogue prompt #hero x villain community #protagonist x antagonist #protagonist #not a prompt #whump prompt

[thepenultimateword]

For prompt thingy (your prompts are amazing!!)

Supervillain with Fire/heat related powers and villain who’s constantly cold and seeks out Supervillain’s physical touch and heat ability to warm up :]

1. On a frigid winter’s day, Supervillain finds Villain barely conscious on the streets. As they get closer to check if this stranger is still alive, Villain clings to them for warmth, and Supervillain cannot get them to let go. It looks like taking them home is their only option for now.

2. Supervillain’s fire powers make them very hot to the touch, and generally, their body lets off waves of heat to their immediate surroundings. They’ve even had to have a special super suit manufactured for them so that they don’t accidentally incinerate everything and everyone around them when they get emotional. This has made relationships, romantic or otherwise very difficult for them. But when Villain comes to see them, blue lipped and frosty lashed with unbearable ice powers, someone is finally happy and able to stand their warmth.

3. Villain is known for being cold 24/7, they even have a habit of carrying a blanket around HQ with them to stay warm while working. One day when seated next to each other in a meeting, Supervillain notices Villain shivering, even with their blanket, so they lay their hand on their back to warm them up with their heat power. Little did they know this was going to get Villain trailing after them everyday seeking out cuddles.

4. Villain’s ability to freeze things is dangerous, even to themself. They often end up with frostbite or hypothermia, and they’ve been told by power specialists their powers appear to be getting stronger and may one day kill them. Villain only knows of one person who may counteract their power with their own: Supervillain, a powerful flame super. Though, they don’t see Supervillain helping if they simply ask, so it’s time to put on the charm.

5. Villain hates fire types. It may have something to do with their ex being Hero, a renowned fire super. But it probably has more to do with the amount of times they’ve almost been barbecued by flame wielders—Hero included. So when they end up being found hypothermic in a snowy wasteland, Supervillain, another powerful fire type, is not who they want to see. Even if they may need them to stay alive.

6. Villain is attacked by an ice hero and becomes “infected” with an unbearable, incurable chill. The only thing that keeps the cold at bay is Supervillain who has an opposite power to Hero. Villain feels awkward about it, but they must constantly cling to Supervillain if they want any peace from the cold. That is, until they can find a permanent cure.

7. Villain is enchanted to be a real life sleeping beauty, and as long as they sleep, the city remains trapped in an eternal blizzard. The best shot anyone has is to use Supervillain’s fire powers to reverse the enchantment. They may also be the only person who can reach Villain’s ice encased building alive. The heroes are ready to make a deal, but Supervillain has conditions, namely that when the enchantment is lifted, they get custody of Villain, not the heroes.

8. Villain has a bad habit of getting too snuggly, so when they and Supervillain go on a stakeout together, it doesn’t take long for Villain to start cuddling for warmth, much to a flustered Supervillain’s surprise.

9. Supervillain is used to being hated and feared for their power, so much so that they have isolated themself from most people and try hide their powers whenever they’re not being used for schemes. When Villain joins their group, they’re surprised by how often Villain wants to be around them, knowing what they are. But for some reason Villain seems to be very interested in their power, constantly asking questions or requesting demonstrations. Does Villain…like them?

10. A long time ago, Villain saved Supervillain when they overheated and caught fire. Now Villain has pushed too far and frozen themselves. It’s time for Supervillain to return the favor.

#heroes and villains #heroes and villains community #creative writing #prompt #villain x vilain #supervillain x villain #fire x ice #fire supervillain #ice villain #hero x villain community #prompt list #short prompt #pen’s prompts

[odleilarrena]

I saw this challenge on YouTube so I try my shot. It's not perfect and most of them don't look like the real characters.

This 5 was do with a friend of mine. I'm going to explain them.

Cailleach, it's Juleka + Tikki. Her outfit was inspired by some gothic and Victorian gown, I try to stick with some "witch" style, because Juleka like scary thing. And according to Google translate Cailleach mean "witch" in Irish and I thought that we'll be a good hero name.

Rose + Duusu, it's was chose by my friend. Honestly it's was one I prefer to do it. I don't know why but I was inspired by Alice in wonderland and Temari from Naruto (her weapon), and I take some of the elements on her akumatized outfit (like the bun with the string who fall, their are present and represent the thing on the head of a peacock, I guess it's call a hawk ?). I try to incorporate as much peacock feature I can. I like to thought that she keep the actual weapon (we can see the feather behind her low back) and she use her sentimentor but I want to see her fight like Temari with her fan. Her name hero is also according to Google translate mean peacock in German. I know it's not very creative but I think it's suit her.

Kim + Pollen

I chose this one. And I have a lot of idea for him. I thought about some royal/knight style. A the end, I chose to inspired the outfit with emperor Vietnamese cloth. I think I need to add more detail on the outfit but I don't know what. His shoe are some traditional Vietnam shoes (I need to try to find the name) I (unfortunately) didn't do a lot a research but I think I'm going to redraw them in couple a week's, and before that I'm going to do more research for them. Like Rose, he weapon it's kinda change. It still have the same capacyti but I see this like some Boken that Kim handle for throwing the dart. (I'm thinking to doing some study page of each and different pose and shape of the weapon). According to Google his name mean, bee in Vietnamese.

The four : Akuma version with a Kwami.

Sabrina + Kaalki.

With this I know where I want to go. When I got those two I was sure that was going to use them in akuma. Because the idea a got was the headless horseman, a this hand I was more inspired by Dullahan (wich her Name come from) who it's like Irish version of the headless horseman. I don't like this much this outfit if I redrawing all of them I'm pretty sure that she's going to change a lot. And also I need to work with facial expressions and feature because she don't look like her. I mean yeah her hair style was inspired by one of her akumatized version but, I'm not satisfied with the results. And yes her shoes have a hooves shape. And why the magenta/pinkish accentuation ? Because of one of her akuma forms.

The last : that I do in commun with my friend.

Chloe+ Wayzz.

At first I try more casual and sportswear style, but I ended up with some Athena's inspiration, with all the drapé. I also try to add some details but I fail and I really need to see more of her facial features because she don't look like her at all. I mean that's good because here we sure that she's not a hero but come'on.

Also I was not very on the idea of tight customes and I want to try more outfit I can. I'm pretty all of them can't fight (also Edna would say : No cap ! But she a vilain so I guess it's pass.) A dang when I see other artists created outfits, their looks more better than what I did. 😭

I'm going to do a another post with other heros that I'm going to do. (I have the idea but their not created yet)

#drawing #art #color #watercolor #girl #fanart #ml fanart #kwami swap #ml tikki #chloé bourgeois #kim le chien #juleka couffaine #miraculous juleka #miraculous rose #sabrina raincomprix #rose lavillant #akuma #ml challenge #ml pollen #ml wayzz #artchallenge

[verylostlostshadow]

Crazy Conversations 8

The usual vilain/superhero

"Give up already, you lost."

The [hero/villain] spat out some blood onto the ground. "Actually, I didn't. Unlike you, I actually avoided crashing into buildings anf accidentally destroying them [Extra for  villain: It's rather boring to see them fall and scream if you're not going to save them. Besides, no one wants to destroy the communication towers. How else will I be able to spread my evil propagandas?

"You're stalling."

"Well, if you wish, we can always continue." The [villain/hero] stood up and brush his/her clothes. "Now, we're on a clearing. And I have no need to hold back."

#story prompt #writing prompt #dialogue prompt #superhero

[luma-az]

Fanfic My Hero Academia : Ambition masquée #2

Début de la fic ici, ici ou ici

Résumé : Bakugo Kastuki, né Sans-Alter, déteste les héros et leur arrogance. Devenu policier, il met un point d'honneur à arrêter les vilains avant eux, même si les risques qu'il prend lui valent des reproches de sa hiérarchie. Malgré son sale caractère, il n'effraie pas le héros Red Riot, qui le séduit peu à peu... mais leur relation ne sera pas si simple.

Pairing : Bakugo Katsuki x Kirishima Eijirou

Avertissement : jurons. Beaucoup.

Taille : 20k mots

Publication d'un nouveau chapitre tous les mercredis

Chapitre 2 : l'art du timing

  « Félicitations, Bakugo !

— Beau travail, mec !

— T'as assuré, champion !

L'ambiance au sein de l'équipe de Katsuki a beaucoup changé aujourd'hui, et celui-ci accueille les félicitations bien méritées avec morgue. Les autres policiers peuvent bien être fiers de lui aujourd'hui, il n'en rien à faire, de ces louanges hypocrites. Pas plus qu'hier, lorsqu'il s'est préparé seul à attaquer, en leur mentant à tous pour que personne ne l'empêche d'agir à sa guise. À part à Hidoineko, son partenaire attitré. Bakugo n'irait pas jusqu'à dire qu'il fait confiance à cet homme effacé et sans énergie, mais ils s'entendent globalement bien : son partenaire est un froussard qui n'a qu'un but dans la vie, dormir au chaud derrière la photocopieuse. Il couvre volontiers le blond explosif lorsqu'il se lance dans une des missions solos dont il a le secret, et il écrit ensuite leur rapport commun qui brode sur l'enquête minutieuse qui les a menés jusqu'au vilain, et invente des prétextes pour justifier que Bakugo n'ait pas attendu les héros. Jusqu'à présent, leur tandem a été plutôt efficace.

La proie qu'il a capturée est cependant bien plus importante que tous les criminels que Bakugo a arrêtés jusque là : un yakuza appartenant au clan du Serpent aux Yeux d'or. Tous les services de police sont sur les dents face aux méthodes inventives et cruelles de ce clan, qui utilise des loubards mal dégrossis et des Sans-Alter frustrés pour occuper les héros et brouiller les pistes. Il a fallu une enquête minutieuse pour remonter la piste jusqu'à l'un des véritables commanditaires. À présent, son interrogatoire devrait permettre d'en savoir bien plus long...

Bakugo a accepté de participer aux réjouissances en l'honneur de son exploit, ce qui est le maximum de diplomatie qu'il soit capable de faire. L'interrogatoire du suspect ne pourra pas commencer avant demain, ordre du commissaire, et tout le service est bien décidé à fêter ça. Certains officiers, au bout de quelques bières, avouent même qu'ils trouvent ça assez classe de voir l'un des leurs rafler la mise avant les héros... avant de se corriger en lui disant de ne pas le refaire, évidemment. Tôt ou tard il se fera tuer s'il continue ses bêtises, tout le monde en est persuadé.

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Le blond s'éclipse assez tôt. Il a assez sociabilisé avec ses collègues pour au moins un an, et avec sa planque de la nuit dernière il n'a quasiment pas dormi. Sans oublier qu'il a beaucoup de travail demain. Autant aller se coucher vite...

Tout au long du trajet, son esprit ne peut s'empêcher de revenir à la carte de visite de Red Riot. Kirishima Eijirou. Non, il ne l'a pas appelé, bien sûr que non. Une fois hors de portée de ces redoutables yeux de chiot, l'idée même a semblé ridicule. Il ne va quand même pas se laisser aller au point de sortir avec un héros, même gentil, chaleureux et mignon. Ce serait stupide. De quoi ils parleraient, à ce putain de dîner ? Du boulot de héros, d'à quel point ils étaient extraordinaires et supérieurs, etc, etc. Bordel, peut-être même que Kirishima lui dirait du bien de Deku. Autant passer sa soirée avec un feu de poubelle, il s'amuserait davantage.

La proposition le flatte toujours, tout en l'embarrassant malgré tout. Il n’est pas du genre à fuir. D'habitude, que la réponse soit oui ou non, il l'annonce sans détour. Alors que cette fois-ci, son silence ressemble bel et bien à une fuite. Il a même évité de recroiser la route du héros pendant son travail. Il va forcément le revoir tôt ou tard, impossible de l'éviter éternellement. C'est débile. Il se comporte comme un putain de collégien, et ça ne lui ressemble pas. Ça fait un mois et demi que ce cirque dure, que tous les soirs Bakugo se demande s'il va l'appeler ou non, et que tous les soirs il se répond fermement que c'était hors de question. S'il regardait honnêtement ses sentiments, il devrait bien admettre que sa fierté penche du côté du "non", et qu’absolument tout le reste est en faveur du "oui".

Il a appris par Hidoineko que Kirishima s'était renseigné avant de l'inviter, pour savoir s'il était célibataire, gay, et sa nourriture préférée. Des renseignements que ce traitre de Mollusque - son surnom officiel aux yeux de Bakugo - s'est empressé de lui fournir. L'invitation était donc parfaitement préméditée, Kirishima savait ce qu'il faisait. Il avait vraiment l'air de quelqu'un qui rassemble tout son courage avant de tenter sa chance. Ce qui est idiot. Il est beau, c'est un héros très bien coté, il est sociable et aimé de tous. Il pourrait facilement sortir avec n'importe qui de plus facile à vivre que Bakugo Katsuki. Même une bombe à retardement aléatoire serait plus facile à vivre que Bakugo, de l'avis général. Kirishima n'a eu aucune réponse pendant un mois et demi, il n'en attend certainement plus, et si Bakugo l'appelait ce soir il lui répondrait sans aucun doute qu'il s'est trouvé quelqu'un d'autre depuis longtemps.

Ceci dit, il n'est pas obligé de l'appeler pour cette stupide histoire de dîner. Il peut l'appeler pour se moquer de lui et se vanter de son exploit du jour. Après tout, il a réussi là où ces putains de héros se cassaient les dents depuis des mois, ce n'est pas rien. Et avec un peu de chance Red raconterait toute l'histoire à cet abruti de Deku, ce qui est une idée très satisfaisante.

Ayant enfin trouvé un moyen d'être en paix avec son ego, Bakugo attend à peine d'être chez lui pour sortir son téléphone et la fameuse carte de visite. Il connait le numéro par cœur à force de fixer le bout de carton à chaque fois qu'il est indécis, mais jamais il ne l'admettrait.

De la même manière qu'il niera jusqu'à son dernier souffle d'avoir le cœur qui bat à tout rompre durant les quelques sonneries qui le séparent d'un tranquille :

— Allô ?

Bakugo inspire lentement. Non, il n'est pas nerveux, certainement pas. Il sait très bien ce qu'il fait. Il répond avec son assurance habituelle :

— Ici Bakugo Katsuki.

— Oh ! Oh, salut, je... c'est Kirishima Eijirou ! Ah, mais tu le sais, bien sûr, puisque c'est toi qui a téléphoné. C'est super que tu téléphones ! Je pensais que tu ne voulais pas... enfin, que tu ne m'avais pas envoyé paitre pour ne pas m'embarrasser devant tout le monde, mais que tu n'étais pas intéressé. C'est super que tu m'appelles !

— Tu l'as déjà dit, tête d'ortie.

— Tête d'ortie ?

— Quoi, comment tu voudrais appeler cette horreur que tu as sur le crâne ?

Kirishima pouffe de rire, et comme toujours lorsqu'il lui parle, Bakugo se détend. Il ne comprend pas pourquoi le héros réagit comme ça à ses surnoms et ses injures, mais rien à faire, il adore ça. C'est parfaitement stupide. Et incroyablement précieux.

Puisqu'il est au téléphone, il ne se donne pas la peine de cacher son sourire lorsque Kirishima proteste d'un ton amusé :

— Les orties ne sont pas rouges, Bakugo, on ne vous fait pas de cours de botanique à l'école de police ?

— Tu ne vas pas me faire croire c'est un rouge naturel ?

— Touché ! À la base je suis brun. Ça te va quand même ?

— Ça me va ?

— Je t'avais invité à dîner, non ? Ce n'est pas pour ça que tu appelais ? Ah, je suis désolé, j'ai cru que...

Qu'est-ce qu'on peut répondre à un type aussi innocent ? Tous les plans de Bakugo s'effondrent les uns après les autres. Il ne veut pas laisser l'autre triompher et le prendre de haut, mais il doit regarder les choses en face : il n'y a aucun moyen que l'autre triomphe ou le prenne de haut, même sans l'arrestation d'aujourd'hui. Ce serait juste... pas lui.

Le blond s'éclaircit la gorge et tente de rassembler ses pensées. L'idée. Il a appelé en pensant à quelque chose à lui dire. Un truc important.

Ah oui.

— J'ai arrêté Tsuyo Ganko aujourd'hui. Un membre du Serpent.

— Sérieux ? Wouah, Bakugo, c'est génial ! Et ça va ? Tu vas bien ? Tu y es encore allé seul ?

Le cri du cœur. En tant que héros, ce crétin ferait mieux de se soucier de l'enquête et des ramifications du clan que ça suppose, mais non, il s'inquiète pour la santé de l'officier. Venant de n'importe qui d'autre, ça aurait vexé Bakugo qu'on le considère comme trop faible pour se protéger seul. Mais là ça va. À peu près. Le fait que Red l'ait admiré avant de s'inquiéter compense la majeure partie de l'offense, et le policier répond avec orgueil :

— Évidemment que ça va. Je suis juste crevé parce que j'ai enchainé sur une nuit blanche. Mais ce crétin n'a pas réussi à me toucher une seule fois.

Bakugo a tout de même cédé sur ses principes et accepté un Alter de soin, vu qu'il est sorti de son combat avec de graves traumatismes aux tympans dus aux explosions, des brûlures et des côtes cassées après une chute arrêtée de justesse par son harnais de sécurité. Ce dont il n'a pas l'intention de parler à Kirishima. L'autre avait un Alter tranchant et Bakugo n'a pas une seule taillade, il peut légitimement être fier de lui.

Surtout qu'en face, le roux semble tout à fait d'accord :

— C'est le truc le plus génial que j'ai jamais entendu ! Oh, attends, je vais mettre les infos, ils vont passer ça aux infos, non ? Je suis sûr que c'était super chaud ! Comment était son Alter ? Il y avait d'autres gars avec lui ?

— Alter tranchant. Il était seul. J'ai trouvé sa planque et j'ai éliminé ses sbires avant d'arriver jusqu'à lui, il ne s'est douté de rien jusqu'à ce que je défonce sa porte.

— Super ! Je t'imagine trop bien en train de faire ça ! Et, je ne vois rien sur la chaine d'info, ils...

— Personne n'a filmé, qu'est-ce que tu crois. C'était une opération de police, en toute discrétion.

— Oui, mais c'est dommage... Ah, ils passent le communiqué du commissaire ! Hé, mais c'est nul, ça dure deux minutes !

— Évidemment, tête d'ortie, qu'est-ce que tu crois ? Ils ne vont pas me donner une médaille non plus !

— Ben, pourquoi pas ?

— Parce que ce sont des connards.

Des anti-sans-Alter, à son avis. Mais "connards" résume bien l'idée, aux yeux de Bakugo. Sans trop savoir où il va, il enchaine :

— Du coup, si tu veux avoir tous les détails, il va falloir passer par moi.

— Oh, oui, je veux ! Il faut que tu me racontes ça, ça a l'air génial ! Un super combat épique et viril !

— Ouais. Mais j'ai aucune envie de rester trois heures au téléphone, c'est chiant. Ce serait plus simple qu'on se voit.

Après avoir lâché ces mots, Bakugo se maudit intérieurement. Qu'est-ce que c'était que cette invitation détournée toute minable ? Alors qu'il n'avait qu'à enchainer sur la proposition de Kirishima, la dernière fois ou à l'instant, et dire un putain de oui. Mais non, il avait fallu qu'il tourne tout le truc pour paraitre être celui qui fait une faveur, et pas celui qui est content qu'on s'occupe un peu de lui. Foutue fierté. Il le sait, pourtant, que c'est sa plus grande arme et sa plus grande faiblesse. C'est ce qui le fait tenir debout quoi qu'il arrive et quoi qu'il affronte, et le fait gagner. Mais c'est aussi ce qui le fait agir stupidement, s'humilier en bloquant sur des situations complètement banales, blesser tous ceux qui l'approchent de trop près et finir seul.

Ce qui lui va très bien, évidemment. Il n'a pas peur de finir seul. Le reste du monde est composé de crétins après tout.

Il relâche tout de même un soupir de soulagement en entendant Kirishima répondre avec enthousiasme :

— Ouais, ça serait génial ! Dans quinze jours, ça t'irait ? Oh, on pourrait aller au restaurant, j'en connais un qui fait des barbecues coréens à tomber, tu aimes ça, non ? Ou simplement un café, ça peut être cool aussi ! Il y en a un pas loin de...

— Attend un peu, tête d'ortie, pourquoi quinze jours ?

— Hein ? Heu, je risque d'être un peu... pas très... disponible avant ? Je suis désolé, Bakugo, c'était vraiment pas prévu, je...

— Tu es en mission ?

— Ah, non, à ce niveau là je suis complètement libre ! Pour un certain temps.

— Tu es en vacances ? À l'étranger ? Fatgum t'a viré de son agence ? Si c'est ça tue-le, son vieux rade aurait coulé depuis des années sans toi et l'autre elfe dépressif.

— Hé, Fatgum est un type super, et je suis très content d'être son sidekick ! Et non, il ne m'a pas viré. Pourquoi il m'aurait viré ? On s'entend très bien !

— Vacances alors ? Je déteste qu'on m'oblige à poser la même question deux fois, tête d'ortie.

Kirishima pouffe et répond tranquillement :

— Je commence à plaindre ce pauvre Tsuyo si c'est toi qui l'interroges demain. Non, c'est pas vraiment des vacances, c'est juste que j'ai besoin de me reposer. J'ai eu... un petit souci. Mais ça va aller ! Et je vais pouvoir reprendre le travail d'ici deux mois !

— Attend, tête d'ortie, t'es à l'hôpital  ? Dans un foutu hôpital ? Pourquoi personne n'en a parlé ?

— Hum, j'imagine que tu étais occupé avec ton enquête ? Et on n'a rien dit aux médias, donc il aurait vraiment fallu que tu croises tes collègues de la Répartition Héroïque pour...

Croiser ? Bakugo ne "croise" pas ses collègues, il ne découvre pas les faits en discutant de tout et de rien, il est tenu informé. Plusieurs personnes aux postes-clés lui envoient des messages lorsque quelque chose d'important arrive aux héros du top cinquante, et il a dû rendre d'énormes faveurs pour mettre ce système en place.  Mais bien sûr, avec l'enquête et la capture de Tsuyo il n'a pas eu le temps de se mettre à jour. Du coup, le problème doit être tout récent, et si Kirishima peut bavarder aussi tranquillement au téléphone, c'est qu'il n'a rien de grave. L'officier demande :

— C'est ton Alter ? Qu'est-ce qui s'est passé ?

— Oh, un... truc. Stupide, j'imagine. J'avais presque attrapé un vilain capable de voler, avec mon poids il n'arrivait pas à aller très haut et je pensais qu'avec la fatigue il allait forcément se poser tôt ou tard, donc tout ce que j'avais à faire c'était de ne pas lâcher... Mais il m'a glissé entre les mains. Je veux dire, vraiment glissé, visqueux et tout. Je suis tombé, et c'était haut... Mais pas si haut, tu vois ? Et je voulais me mettre en mode Invulnérable, mais il y avait plein de gens en dessous, et même si ils se poussaient je ne voulais pas faire un gros cratère et un gros impact, ça aurait fait des blessés ! Merde, j'aurais même pu tuer quelqu'un, avec un choc pareil !

Bakugo devine sans mal la suite de l'histoire et se frappe le front du plat de la main. Il lui faudrait deux ou trois mains de plus pour mesurer l'étendue de son désespoir devant cet abruti trop gentil pour son propre bien. Il murmure :

— Alors tu as désactivé ton Alter et tu t'es écrasé sur le sol.

— Hé, on n'était vraiment pas très haut, je savais que je survivrais sûrement. Et comme on était pas haut, ma chute a été très courte, je n'ai pas eu beaucoup de temps pour réfléchir. S'il te plait, ne me dis pas que c'était stupide. C'est ce que tout le monde me répète depuis hier. C'est super embarrassant...

— Qu'est-ce qui s'est passé ? Tu t'es cassé quoi ? Pourquoi tu es encore à l'hôpital ?

— Ben, le souci c'est que mon Alter était encore un peu activé, donc au final, je me suis beaucoup fait mal tout seul. Des parties de mon corps étaient dures, et d'autres non, et avec le choc ça a... fait un peu de la bouillie je crois. Ne te moque pas, je t'ai dit que c'est allé très vite !

À cet instant, Bakugo est plus horrifié que sarcastique, une humeur qui ne lui arrive pas souvent. Il n'a même pas envie de lui dire que c'était stupide. Il a envie de lui hurler de ne jamais recommencer une connerie aussi monumentale, et de hurler sur tous les héros qui ont un jour formé Red Riot pour leur faire regretter de ne pas lui avoir appris à se protéger, et de hurler sur tous les civils de cette planète pour être trop faibles et avoir besoin que les héros fassent des choses aussi dingues et dangereuses pour sauver leurs culs. Et de tuer ce vilain visqueux, au passage. Éparpillé façon puzzle jusqu'à la stratosphère, histoire de faire bonne mesure.

Pendant que Bakugo tente de retenir sa colère, Kirishima continue à babiller joyeusement, comme si les détails médicaux sur les outrages et les réparations de ses organes étaient des anecdotes amusantes à partager. Il conclut par :

— Enfin bref, j'ai quinze jours d'hôpital pour qu'ils surveillent si tout est bien réparé, si tout va bien après je sors, j'ai encore un mois sans utiliser mon Alter, et normalement dans deux mois je peux retourner au travail ! Donc on pourra se voir à ce moment-là ? Enfin, si ça te va toujours ? Je veux dire...

— Tu es à quel hôpital ?

— Yanagi Hero Hospital. C'est dans le troisième district. C'est sympa, tout le monde est super avec moi et j'ai une chambre individuelle ! C'est juste dommage que la nourriture soit aussi dégueu, mais c'est toujours comme ça dans...

— Tu peux manger, là ?

— Bien sûr ! Je vais bien, globalement, je dois juste y aller doucement, et...

— Ne t'endors pas.»

Sans plus d'explications Bakugo raccroche et commence à se préparer. Attendre quinze jours, alors qu'il a enfin fini par se décider, et puis quoi encore ?

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