#weaktober day 2

[ladyelainehilfur]

Weaktober Day 2: Super

Gerard smiled awkwardly as an old woman thanked him over and over again for helping move her cart across the street. She took his hands and filled them with squished caramels wrapped in gold paper. “You’re such a kind young man,” she repeated. “Shame you hide that face of yours. I’m sure you’re very handsome.”

Gerard grinned from behind his green neck garter and the woman shelled out another handful of candy before hobbling up the steps of her crumbly brownstone apartment. Gerard watched until he saw her enter and lock the door behind her. 

“Those probably expired ten years ago.”

“He’ll die eventually.”

“Fools, don’t you know? Moss Man never dies.”

Gerard stuffed the candy into his pockets and looked up for the voices from across the street. In contrast to the dilapidated quarters he was standing near, sleek contemporary buildings on the other side stood tall, newly built by people looking to push the old folks away from their family homes. Each level had a balcony and on the very top of the five-story complex were two figures. Three, if Gerard felt generous.

Wordlessly, he made a running start at the short walls surrounding the new apartments, leaping on top of the white plaster bricks and launching himself towards the ledge of the first balcony. He dead-hung for a second before gathering his bearings and pulling himself up the bars of the gated porch. He looked up and saw the dangling legs of the people who had called him. He sniffed, slightly annoyed, before casting himself off to the next balcony. 

Thirty seconds later, he balanced on the edge of the building roof, crouching next to the two individuals. 

“Slow patrol?”

Gerard cocked his head. “What’d I say about calling me Moss Man, Venom?”

The sentient black sludge writhed around Alex’s face. “I don’t remember you saying anything.”

Spider-man pulled up the base of his mask so only the bottom half of his face and a few long tufts of blonde hair were visible. He chinked a coke open and took a small swig, wiping his mouth. “You should just pick a vigilante title already. I'm tired of calling you ‘that green guy’.”

“When the right time comes, I’ll pick a name,” Gerard promised, settling down next to the superheroes and taking in the view of the city from the top. 

There was one nice thing about the new buildings springing up all over: for the time being, they offered him a stunning perspective of the place he worked so hard to protect. From up there, he could see everything. The warm yellow light from inside various homes, the dark alleys criminals favored, the statues and landmarks that were prime targets for amateur (and illegal) spray paint projects. He heard people taking late calls, yelling at their kids to go to bed, dogs barking before they’d calm down for the night. The occasional gunshot, but from Alex’s and Spidey’s lack of reaction, the police had it covered. It really was a slow patrol day. But...it was nice, loosening up with heroes Gerard would cautiously call his friends.  

“What are you guys doing when you get home?” Spidey asked. Gerard had no idea who was actually behind the red and blue mask, but it was definitely a kid their age, also new-ish to the whole vigilante thing. It hadn’t been too long since the news reported a mutant with spider-like powers accidentally webbing up electricity lines and causing power outages. Not a great debut, but everyone loved him now, ever since he saved the mayor’s daughter from kidnappers. Gerard liked the guy, but he always smelled like cat food. 

“I’m going to watch The Thing’s wrestling match,” Alex said. The symbiote hovering on his shoulder materialized teeth but Alex muttered a sharp “we’re not buying popcorn” before it could start. 

Alex was a strange case. He wasn’t the only one with the alien parasite, but he was the only person who seemed (somewhat) mentally stable in comparison to the schizophrenic victims occupying the city’s increasingly cramped psych hospitals. It was hard to keep a big, black, talking alien on your back a secret, so the fact Alex was Venom was common knowledge. In fact, Alex went to the same school as Gerard, but Gerard kept that a secret.

“I was going to patrol until the sun came up,” Gerard admitted. That’s what he’d been doing the last few nights. He had insomnia and when he managed to sleep, he always had nightmares about getting shot by the King Pin while trying to rescue civilians. He didn’t wear anything bullet-proof under his suit because it would minimize his mobility, but he was starting to think he should walk into one of those big corporate super-suit companies and ask if they’d accept...he checked his pockets...two pennies, a balled up takeout receipt, and thirteen ancient grammie candies. A steal, in his opinion.

Anyways, he didn’t start doing hero work for the money. The mob had taken his best friend, Hyeonjin. Gerard was still looking for him, but it seemed he had to crack open a couple of heads first. Welp. At least his casual parkour lessons were finally coming in handy. He had to work overtime to improve his combat and endurance abilities, but nothing would stop him from finding where the King Pin was hiding that jerk. 

The other heroes didn’t know that, however. They just assumed he was some deluded highschool kid who wanted to become a cool vigilante like his favorite 7 o’clock news supers. Maybe snag a few endorsements, similar to the sneaker deal Spidey had. (“Money was tight.”) Gerard wasn’t interested. His all-green, home-made, cadmium suit revealed nothing but the color of his eyes. It did not inspire agents to look into his credentials. 

“You guys are boring,” Spidey said, leaning back and whipping small shots of webbing at street lights with pinpoint accuracy. “We should go to an arcade or something.”

Gerard’s eyebrows shot up. “Like...regular people?”

Alex frowned. “What do you mean, regular people?”

“You’re just doing this hero stuff for fun because your brain is square,” Spidey added, sounding extra bitter.

Gerard let out an involuntary laugh. His brain was what? Alex and Spidey peered at him expectantly, waiting for his answer. He chuckled again under the guise of adjusting his mask and stood up. “Yeah, whatever. I’m going to destroy you both.”

Alex snorted and Venom laughed alongside him. “Not at DDR, you’re not.”

“You can’t use your powers!” Gerard complained. He looked to Spidey, who gave a smug look that made Gerard grimace. “You can’t either!”

“Hey. Sorry we can’t all be regular,” Spidey grinned. He pulled his mask back down and backflipped off the building, effortlessly slinging webbing in the direction of the arcade. Alex winked at Gerard before Venom’s slime covered his face and they were also off, swinging into the streets. 

Gerard sighed and hurried down the flight of steps on the side of the building.

#weaktober #weaktober day 2 #weak hero #webtoon #superhero au #teddy spiderman au #alex venom au #gerard vigilante au

[ladyelainehilfur]

Weaktober Day 20: Rings

Lily and Julia were walking through a park, taking a winding shortcut to reach the slew of department stores on the park’s eastside. Lily’s hand was in Julia’s tight grasp because Julia had gotten tired of losing Lily to random bouts of excitement and they couldn’t stop to pet literally every single dog they saw. If Julia had to drag her to Hot Topic, that was what was going to happen.

At some point, Lily started talking about Jimmy, the union guy who had recently joined her cram school.

There was definitely a fine line between love and hate. On one side, Julia despised the guy. He was loud, obsessively arrogant, and probably spent thirty minutes in the morning just styling his hair. 

At first, Lily hadn’t been able to stand him either, but at some point, she started calling him “not that bad”.

“He’s pretty nice once you get past his facade,” Lily explained. “I can kind of tell he doesn’t want to be in the Union.”

“He bullied people at Yoosun for fun,” Julia pointed out. “He only stopped after Gray beat him up.”

“Right, so he’s learned his lesson!” Lily said. “He asked me for tutoring so I think he’s letting go of his attitude.”

“Typical of you to think you can fix any bad boy you come across.” Julia would never undermine Lily’s intelligence, but Lily read one too many romance novels, burning away Julia’s tolerance for these kinds of conversations like churning acid.

Lily pouted. “I don’t--I mean, you should meet him again and reevaluate. There’s something about him that makes me curious.”

Julia scoffed at Lily’s weak defense. “You jump through so many hoops and rings, I kinda wanna start calling you Sonic.”

Lily giggled. “Oh-kay. But he’s so tall! And really hot!”

Julia recoiled at Lily’s saccharine, rose-tinged view of this guy. “Dude, get it together. He’s not--that’s like calling Wolf hot.” 

Lily’s eyes widened. “You think Wolf is hot?”

She grimaced at the mere thought. “No.”

It was too late. Lily had that gremlin-like smile on her face. “You’re into Wolf Keum.”

“No.”

“You think he’s attractive.”

“I do not like Wolf,” Julia growled. 

“Keep telling yourself that,” Lily hummed, skipping as she swung Julia’s hand between their bodies.

Julia glanced at Lily and shook her head, so subtly that Lily didn’t notice. “Think what you want.”

#just a conversation #pre-july in some au ig #weak hero #weaktober #weaktober day 20 #2/3 of the way there guysssss #lily nam #julia chae