#you are not a heel you're not a villian

[im-totally-not-an-alien-2]

Danny covered his nose with his hand. Where ever he landed smelled absolutely foul, like rotten fruit and burning tires mixed with chem lab.

"Remind me to bring a face mask the next time I explore the Infinite Realms." He muttered, before kicking a soda can down the alley he was in and being repulsed by the squelch sound it made when it came into contact with a very questionable looking puddle, "Better yet, a gas mask." He glanced at the puddle again, "Or I could go full Hazmat." Clockwork had told him this world was full of superheros and villians and to steer clear of it, but once he learned there were aliens in this world he couldn't help himself. Danny had always been weak to his curiosity, but he liked to believe he was cautious, and chose to stay in his Phantom for for added protection.

Turning on his heel he exited onto a deserted street lined on one side by a chain-link fence. The sky above him was filled with clouds so ominous and dark that Danny honestly couldn't tell you if it was night or day, all he knew was that it was going to rain soon and hopefully these awful smells would be drowned out by the downpour.

Danny got his wish only minutes later. Thankfully Phantom was unbothered by the cold and could just bask in the rain as it fell apon him. A lesser known fact about ghosts is that thier clothes are made from thier ectoplasm and are part of thier bodies, much like a second layer of skin, so one would be able to feel things on thier clothes as easily as they would with thier bare skin. The level of sensitivity varies with the type of clothing however. All this to say Danny loved the feeling of the rivulets of rainwater traveling down his ghostly hazmat suit.

He was so preoccupied with enjoying the sensation that he didn't notice anything was wrong until he was jolted forward from the weight of someone landing on his back. The person was quick and precise, taking no time at all to have his wrists pinned behind his back and- weirdly enough- thier teeth digging into the material around his neck.

His parents designed the Hazmat suit Danny was wearing not only to deal with dangerous chemicals, but to fight supernatural foes. The area around the neck was reinforced with the intention of protecting against fatal gunshots and decapitations so naturally someone's jaw wasn't going to be enough to break through to his neck.

Danny let out a laugh as the person kept chewing on his neck like a confused puppy. Oh, Danny thought, they've gone feral. It was odd for someone to go feral but it could occur when a person has gone through something traumatic recently or through extreme stress. It made sense since the person ridding piggy back on him was dressed like a superhero. Danny wondered if that was why the person didn't have a scent. Danny learns facepalmed when he remembered that scentblockers existed and not everyone's scent dramatically changed whenever they went out as a hero. The scent change was probably one of the few things that have kept him alive up to this point to be honest.

"So, I guess you're not going to tell me why you're chewing on my neck like the worlds most pathetic vampire, are you?" No one deserves that title more than the fruitloop to be honest. He made a mental note to use that one against Vlad the next time he saw him.

Chewy whined at this, seeming to slump a bit from the apparent failure to bite him. What was that about? Was this actually a vampire? How would a vampire even react to Dannys ecto-blood combo meal anyway? Would it be like food poisoning? Or would it taste amazing from one undead to another. "I'm not exactly human, are you sure you wanna bite me? I might not taste so good." Danny warned, but the moment he mentioned letting the person bite him they were eager again.

Danny chuckled and unzipped the material only a bit before it was loose enough to move out of the way. The vampires bite came with a sharp pain like he expected but there was no suction. No drinking of blood. Just some weirdo biting Danny on the neck. Huh.

Danny hoped he didn't get rabies from this.

He must have accidentally said that out loud as there was a small laugh from the rooftops above them. There stood another person in a superhero outfit with some really tall dude dressed as a giant bat, and that was when Danny decided to bail. It was one thing to let a maybe vampire bite you in a random street in the middle of the night but more of them? And ones a big scary furry? Hard pass.

Phantom did as Phantoms do and went invisible and intangible, escaping from Biteys jaws and startling the heros. He ignored the distressed whine Munchy let out after loosing their spookyest chew toy and quickly rubbed the scent gland near dannys jaw on the top of thier head as an act of comfort before bolting.

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Danny poked at the bite mark on his neck. Screw rabies, he better not get turned into a werewolf. He didn't need that on top of his ghostly crap. Sam seemed fascinated by the mark, after all, it wasn't every day that Danny got a scar, especially one so obvious. Most injuries heal quickly and leave no trace of him ever being injured in the first place which helped a lot in keeping his secret identity.

Luckily Danny hadn't needed to lie to mom and dad. He truthfully told them about some wierdo jumping off of a nearby rooftop and plunging thier teeth into his neck and that two other people had tried to corner him during this. He assured his mom that he had gotten away quickly but was a little shaken by it and his dad praised him for being brave and managing to escape.

That was nice. But he still had to figure out what was up with this bite...and why he felt so compelled to go back to that city.

Back to that hero.

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Aka an A/B/O au where in Danny's universe all the Alphas are extinct and the betas followed soon after and the DC universe all the Omegas went extinct and betas followed after . Not like a "they finally went extinct in the 1700s after centuries of thier numbers dwindling" thing and became a myth/fairytale (tho I like that too) but a "this might be the missing link between cave men and modern humans" kinda thing.

Its up to you which bat bit Danny and exactly what that means. I love abo aus without smut cause there's so much potential for chaos and I am very much ace.

#dp x dc #fanfiction prompts #prompts #abo #everyone is confused and no one has answers #i would however like some slowburn romance #whichever bat you choose is going to get teased forever for running up to some random meta and biting the crap outta them #i tricked yall into reading an abo prompt didnt i? #i slept little over an hour last night so i woke up choosing violence #its been a very bad day #the store didnt have a lot of the stuff i needed to buy and on the walk home i saw an older kitten that looked kinda like my cat get hit #the car didnt even stop. poor thing got hit by the next car too and i just stared and it started raining like a freaking movie moment #tw: animal death #tw for the tags #so i got new trauma today #gonna make that everyone elses problem #a/b/o dynamics #kinda #just wanted to add the tag incase yall have it filtered

[emerald-echeveria-plant]

((The movie ain't even out yet but here I am-))

B O W S E R

• The big bad turtle monster falls in love easily. When he first laid eyes on you, he knows you're the one for him. His one true love.

• Bowser doesn't have a type, he generally goes for anyone whoever he deems a perfect partner for him.

• Does NOT take "no" for an answer from you. If you try to resist or ignore his advances, he will forcefully take you as his. Stealing you away in the middle of the night on a flying ship. Luckily, two Italians lend a hand to help set you free.

• If you agree to advancements like his gifts and terrible cheesey poetry, Bowser will be head over heels for you even more than he was before. Someone FINALLY loves him back! Oh great joy! Bowser might just not destroy another kingdom for a while ;)

• Bowser will take you on extravagant and expensive dates. He'll take you to dinner, an amusement park, a museum, anything! Your wish is his command. Bowser only wants to make you happy. The dates always have to be perfect. Always. If something goes wrong, say the waiter forgets your drink or someone accidentally bumps into you, Bowser will flip his lid. He'll start shouting that to the person that they're ruining his date. You have to hold him back from hurting the poor bystander.

• You're the only one who can calm him down. If Bowser is having a temper tantrum or a fit, you have to comfort him before he destroys the whole castle. He quickly lightens up whenever you're around. Dropping one of his poor servants and going to you like Bowser is your lap dog. The best way to calm Bowser is to let him lay his head in your lap as he grumbles about what's been bothering him. Usually, something about the koopa troopas or the Mario brothers.

• Wants LOADS of kids. TONS. Bowser had always desired a big family when he was younger. So, be prepared for a bunch of little ones keeping you up at night or having to separate fights. Ah, but you'll love them regardless.

• No question asked, he is the big spoon in bed.

• Bowser will sing for you during one of your many romantic dates. He did a whole concert for you at one point! And he'll do it again. If you're into music too, Bowser is going to want you to sing and preform with him. You can't say no to him, he'll beg you too.

• Depending on who you are as a person, Bowser might become better or worse. If you're good, he'll try to do good things for you. Like stop invading other kingdoms and learn to control his temper. It'll be a drastic change from who he originally was. Bowser would do it because he loves you very much. Heck, he might even apologize to the Mario brothers and peach but don't get your hopes up now. If you're bad, mamma mia, you're essentially encouraging his behavior. Bowser will destroy an entire civilization to make you happy! Steal goods and jewels, giving it to you as a present. He'd create a new galaxy and make you it's queen/king! You two are the worst villian couple known to exist.

• Bowser loves showing off for you. Whether it's proving his strength or how tough he is, Bowser wants to make sure that you know your "hot boyfriend" isn't scared of anybody.

• has the koopas build you a custom throne right next to his throne. He wants you to be with him at all times and he thinks it would make for a great birthday present.

• Bowser's partner only gets the best clothing, food, and jewelry throughout all the kingdoms. Feeling peckish for something sweet? His bakers will make you five layered cake of your favorite flavor. Perhaps wanting a new outfit? Bowser purchases the entire goddamn mall so you can have a shopping spree. Maybe feeling a bit cold? He's got you covered, just wrap your arms around him and you'll warm up soon enough. Bowser doesn't mind at all. He'll work in some new plans or arrangements while you hold him tightly.

• Kamek didn't like you at first but eventually grew to. As long as you make Bowser happy, he's happy.

#Bowser #Bowser x reader #Mario movie

[yrluvjane]

Frankenstien — send me a prompt and a character, and i’ll write you a blurb. (Could be sfw/nsfw)

Protector! James + James Potter

Lily is jealous that James has finally moved on and is with the reader and she tries to do something against the reader to get all the attention she had back, but her plan doesn’t works. (only if you're comfortable writing a "villainous" Lily)

James's life, once seemingly whole, shattered the moment he met you. He had only set out on a trip to retrieve a book for Remus, but when he crossed paths with you, his heart felt as if it would burst out of his chest.

Your sweet demeanour and breathtaking beauty enchanted James, causing a flurry of emotions to flood his mind. He marvelled at your gorgeous eyes as he attempted to retrieve a book from the high shelf, only to get struck with it in his clumsiness. He watched in silence, his lips curling into a delighted grin, as you kindly retrieved his glasses and gracefully pushed them back up his nose.

James was lost in a trance of wonder at the sound of your sweet, melodious voice as you introduced yourself. His heart pounded in his chest at the mention of your name, and he eagerly replied, "Hi! I’m Potter. James Potter."

Two months of dating led to the two of you becoming an official couple, and soon, you were head over heels in love. But as the days passed, Lily's name faded into oblivion. No more whispers or stares, no more pestering or attention.

James's infatuation with Lily waned, forcing Lily to miss the attention she had become accustomed to. She began to feel anger and resentment at the fact that James no longer treated her with the same longing and adoration he once had. With each passing day, James became more distant, causing Lily to feel a sense of loss and longing for the days when he would stare at her with his intense, loving gaze.

Lily's plan to regain her lost attention was already in motion, as owls descended on the school with packages and letters in tow. The rush of students vying for their deliveries caught the attention of many, and James's arm found its way around your shoulder as you shared a laugh with Remus.

Lily watched from a distance, feeling an intense pang of envy. She missed the attention James used to pay her, the spontaneous declarations of love and the overworded love letters. Nothing reminded her of her past romance with James anymore, causing her to long for the days when his devotion and adoration were focused solely on her.

And so Lily, desperate and determined, penned a false declaration of love, addressed to your name, hoping that it would grow seeds of doubt, mistrust and jealousy between you and James.

However, as fate would have it, Lily's scheme fell apart after just a week, the foundations of her plan crumbling around her as the truth came to light.

When the truth was exposed, James was understandably enraged. His voice rose high and angry, defending you and your honor in front of the entire school.

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This is as much as I can go on this, I'm so sorry if this didn't turn out as you wanted <3 I always feel guilty whenever I villianize anyone; i am so so sorry but if you have another ask, I'll be more than happy to work on it 💙

#james potter #marauders era #james potter x reader #jane.500.cleb #james potter thoughts #james potter fluff #james potter x fem!reader #james potter fanfiction #james potter x y/n #james potter x you #marauders headcanon #marauders #james potter imagine #james potter one shot

[atarathegreat]

Come on, Hero!

Villian!Reader X Shinso Hitoshi

In the beginning of your villainous career, it wasn't as funny. But now, as you jumped across rooftops with the suitcase in hand, you couldn't help but let some laughter slip out. You were practically taunting the hero as he chased you.

Raven had been on your trail for months, determined to catch you. Somehow you had managed to evade even Dyna-Might and Deku, but he wouldn't be the third failure in your robbing sprees that were getting progressively more daring. Now you were in his town, his jurisdiction. He was going to catch you.

Your laughter only served as a guide and sent a message that you were confident you would be getting away. Shinso couldn't afford to have this embarrassment if you did get away. Bakugo wouldn't let him live it down, Deku would feel sorry for him, and he didn't even want to imagine what his old mentor would think. So, he pushed on, leapt over the edge of another rooftop and crashed down just as you stood and took off. "You can't run forever!" Shinso yelled after you, throwing his capture scarf out in the hopes that you wouldn't dodge. But you managed to move just in time with nothing but a snap of the material against your leg that would bruise and identify you later.

"Come on, bird boy!" Your voice seemed a little familiar, Shinso was sure he heard it somewhere else. "Is the Raven too slow?" He certainly felt like it, though he was right on your heels. Like he was running through water, or quicksilver. "Stop running already!" Shinso threw out his scarf again, but it wasn't his capture scarf, it was a scarf you had made for him. "What the hell?" He paused, staring down at his clothes. That's right. He wasn't on duty, he was heading to the rehab facility.

"Shinso?" You had also stopped and turned to look at him. How did you know his name? The way you smiled at him was sweet, "You look good today. Not working?"

"...No...I-I came to see you..." Shinso mumbled. Nothing was making sense. Was this your quirk? No, no it couldn't be. You didn't have a quirk, so you-

How did he know all this about you? "Nothing makes sense..." He looked at his hands. "Wake up, Shinso. Your alarm is going off."

The sun assaulted his eyes when he opened them. "Wake up, Shinso. Your alarm is going off." Your gentle voice came from his phone, making him sigh as he sat up. It had been nearly two years since he caught you and got you put in rehab. Every day he went in to visit you, sit and talk to break the monotony of the room you were in. Maybe today he would finally ask why you did it. Why you chose to commit crimes as a past time to being a stay-at-home wife.

It wasn't how he had expected that day to go. Staying late after work was bad enough, then catching his wife as the up-and-coming thief of the area? It would've been less press trouble if he had failed to catch you. Then Shinso wouldn't have found that bruise on your calf, wouldn't have inquired as to how you got it. He remembered the look on your face, the way you scrambled for an excuse when he knew he had put that bruise on you. The way he immediately knew it was you who ran away from him.

Shinso hated the way it felt.

"I'm here to see Y/n Hitoshi." Shinso slid his I.D. and hero permit to the woman at the counter, "Married. Floor six, cell twelve." The woman had asked him the questions to those answers every day for two years. It was routine. Common. "Go on up." She didn't have to hand him a key. The facility had already offered him the spare since he visited each day. And no one else bothered to.

You sat by the window, watching out at the people walking as Shinso unlocked and opened the door. "I watched you pull in." Even if he was only away from you for a few hours, he missed your voice, "You seem troubled this morning."

As always, you knew what was going through his head. "I dreamt about the night I caught you."

"And you're going to ask why I did it?"

"If you'll tell me."

Some days, he would rather ignore what happened, information from your sponsor leading him to believe that you needed to stay in the rehab longer. But it seems that maybe you were getting better. Maybe he could take you home without worrying about you becoming a sticky-fingered villain again.

"I don't know, honestly. I've been thinking, though." You turned to face him, and he could've melted at the sad look in your irises, "Back in elementary, I had a klepto problem. Notebooks, lip balms, pens, pencils. Anything I thought was cool and knew my parents could never buy me... I stole it. My only theory is that it resurfaced." Shinso sat on the twin sized bed, listening, "I don't understand why. You've always made sure I had everything. So why would I need to steal? It makes no sense. And they've been putting me through some sort of training ground."

"A training ground?"

"Yeah. Like a makeshift supermarket or high-end store. Last week I tucked a necklace in my pocket, no one even noticed. But when I got up to the register... I felt awful, like my gut wanted to crawl out of my body. I put the necklace on the counter, admitted my theft, and was returned here."

Shinso was glad, "You admitted it. That's good."

"Yeah... I don't want to steal, Shin. I hope you know that. And I'm sorry for the way I've impacted your image." You knew he'd been demoted to a sidekick again, fired from his place of work for refusing to divorce you. Then Dyna-Might took on the controversy and hired Shinso for his agency. "You hardly did a scratch, Hon. Bakugo hired me, remember? Besides, he pays more." Shinso kissed your head, "No harm, no foul."

It would be a lie to say he wasn't hurt emotionally, but you'd apologized enough for that. "Just stick to getting better. Find out what made you do it." He whispered. Having you home again was his main goal; he didn't care about the press. "When we get you home, we'll keep you in constant contact with your sponsor. Any time you get an urge you can tell me, and we'll figure it out. Okay?" He really just wanted you to be home with him again so he could hold you and help you make dinner again. Shinso was getting sick and tired of takeout. And this little room wasn't near good enough for you. You deserved a whole house.

"I'd love to be home again. How's Lemon?" You moved to sit with him. Lemon was the cat that you and Shinso had saved from a dog years ago. Lemon was elderly, on his last legs, but you cared for him so much that Shinso had a weekly vet visit for the mangy animal. He refused to let your pet die while you were locked up. "He's old. Misses you. He still sleeps on your pillow, every night." Shinso let you grab his hand and tugged on you to lean on him, a sigh slipping free, "Let's focus on getting you home."

#anime #manga #x reader #boku no hero academia #bnha #mha #my hero academia #shinso hitoshi #shinso x reader

[xreader-obsessions]

Keigo Takami (Hawks) x Reader

Summary: A misunderstanding occurs when you stumble upon Keigo with the League of Villians members

It wasn't supposed to happen this way. You weren't supposed to be on patrol, Hawks made sure of it. Yet here you were, casually walking down the street and towards him and members of the league of villians.

"Hawks?" You called out to your friend, who was not facing you as he ducked into an alley. Confused by him randomly appearing on your route, you followed him.

The alley was pitch black with the only light coming in from the exits where light from the street crept in. It seemed like it was abandoned until you heard another voice speak up.

"Aww so you're the unlucky one to stumble upon us huh?" You froze up, realizing you were facing a high level member of the league all on your own. Himiko Toga. You must have seen her run into the alley, not Hawks.

Using your mana manipulation quirk, you created a ball of glowing energy in your hand, ready to throw it at the first sign of an attack and daring her to try anything.

Pulling out her blade, she quickly lunged toward you. You reactively sidestepped the attack, the knife's edge barely grazing your arm to draw a thin line of blood.

You turned on your heels so you were facing her after her attack ended. She looked down at her knife, "Hmm...not that much, but we'll fix that soon."

Being the energetic person she was she immediately dove into another flurry of attacks. Talking through them as if it was nothing.

She swipped at you, hand over hand, breaking through every opaque purple tinted wall of mana you brought up. She was trying to wear you down with fast attacks.

Suddenly struck you from behind, blue flames hitting you square in the back and sending you to the ground. A burning sensation ran down your back and the distraction gave Toga an opening.

She pinned you to the ground, blade pressed firmly against your throat as she happily smiled down at you. Dabi slowly walked towards you. You first saw his shoes just to the side of your head and looked up at him with a glare.

"You gonna take care of her? Or should I?" He questioned, conjuring a blue flame in his hand. At first you assumed he was talking to Toga, until you saw a familiar figure on the rooftop.

His gold eyes still shown through the darkness as a cold glare and his silhouette never seemed more imposing. Hawks was rarely this serious and it always frightened you when he was. He casually glided down to your side, no hint of concern or worry in his eyes as they met yours.

He held your gaze, hands still stuffed in his pockets as always when he turned his attention to Dabi to respond, "I mean. The whole loyalty test would be useless if I didn't at least try to kill her."

"Hawks?" You desperately searched for any flicker of emotion in his eyes and found none. That was when you knew you had to get out of there.

Using your hips, you managed to throw Toga off of you and quickly knocked her out with a harsh hit to her head. You immediately tried to run, but something held you back.

"Not so fast little bird." Hawks teased in a dark tone. Your heels dragged against the concrete as you were drawn back towards the center of the alley.

"This will be interesting." Dabi quipped, stepping back to let the fight take place.

Keigo held two of his feathers as swords and carefully circled around you, testing how you would react. Already feeling worn from the previous fight, you were not too eager to pull the first move but had no choice.

You created small razor sharp disk and threw them in his direction. He easily dodged or sliced through each one. Then he swung his feather sword down at you in a diagonal strike. You quickly produce a sword of your own and locked blades with him.

"Why are you doing this?"

"There's some things you'll just never understand." He crypticaly replied, "Motivation is one of them."

Then he began deploying his feathers. They circled around you, making you feel like you were trapped inside the eye of a tornado. You threw him off of you as the next round of attack occured.

Like Toga, he relentlessly barraged you with swift attacks. You blocked as many as you could, but some managed to punch their way through and cut you.

You were pulling your punches against him. After years of sparring together he could tell. He knew how strong you really were. He was just surprised that after all he had done, you still would not out right fight him. Why?

He retreated from the fight, standing across from you with his weapons lowered and his defenses down. It seemed like he was catching his breath but it felt like he was buying you time to restore your energy.

Intentional or not, that's just what he was doing. You took a break as he did. You felt your energy become restored enough for one big move, and you were going to take advantage of that the best you could.

You created three different walls to cage the villians in place. One wall in front, one behind them and one above to prevent Hawks from flying off. The move was going to be very draining, but as long as you kept it up you could distance yourself enough to escape. You ran from the alley, never looking back and headed home. The only thing that filled your head now was wondering what to do with Hawks.

#keigo takami x reader #x reader #fanfic #hawks mha fanfic #mha fanfiction

[perspectivestarters]

Perspective's Sentence Starters; Dolls by Bella Poarch

BUILD A BITCH

"This ain't Build a Bitch."

"You don't get to pick and choose."

"I'm filled with flaws and attitude."

"If you need perfect, I'm not built for you."

"[Name] told me I need fixing."

"That's the kind of girl he wants."

"Boys are always playing dolls, looking for their Barbie."

"They don't look like Kеn at all."

"Hardly have a heartbeat."

"So he can play Prince Charming?"

"If that's the kind of girl he wants, then he forgot."

DOLLS

"Don't I look nice?"

"Isn't it pure perfection?"

"Got your full attention?"

"Think that you can play with me?"

"You better watch your back."

"The last thing that you'll hear will be my laugh."

"Dolls kill."

"Don't provoke us or we will."

"Might be pretty, but we're still bitter as much as we're sweet."

"Knife hidden under the sheets."

"How does it feel to be walked all over?"

"Baby, there's power in numbers."

"Better warn all of your friends."

"You're down to less than an hour."

"We all know how this ends."

"No, that's not what we're made of."

"Go ahead and pray."

LIVING HELL

"You know I don't believe in ghosts."

"I'm good at letting go."

"Think you're in control?"

"I should let you know."

"The good guys don't always get the glory."

"Can't you see the warning signs?"

"I can make your life a livin' hell if I wanted to."

"Wish this was a love you never felt."

"You know it's true."

"Love me."

"Trust me with that heart of yours."

"I can watch you drown."

"You think that I could change?"

"I've always been this way."

"I'm haunted by the words you say."

"I can't say that I feel the same."

"You'll always be alone."

NO MAN'S LAND

"I'm gonna break every heart 'til it's no man's land."

"I'll draw all my scars on them."

"I'll make 'em scared of the dark so they understand."

"I want a no man's land."

"Every pair of high heels is a knife in disguise."

"Be nice or goodbye."

"I don't ever knock unless I'm knocking someone out."

"Takes more than a lock to keep me out."

"Conquer and divide, baby, it's fate."

VILLIAN

"I don't know why I'm like this."

"I'd love to piss you off."

"Somethin' in my psychosis finds it a little hard."

"I always got good intentions."

"I saved your life."

"I'm cravin' your attention."

"You know that I got two sides."

"I'll be the villain tonight."

"I kinda like when you despise me after we fight."

"You say you hate my guts, but you're still comin' back for more."

"I know that you get jealous, so I'll play the fantasy."

"I know it gives you hell when everyone looks at me."

"Some of my favorite moments usually start with tears."

"Swear that you'll pull me closer whenever we flirt with fear."

"What's you and I without a little pain?"

"Tastes bittersweet each time you say my name."

"If love was poison, we would drink it anyways."

"Feels so good playing these wicked little games."

INFERNO

"I'm the reason why Hell's so hot."

"I'm the reason why bad's so fun."

"Terribly terrible."

"She's a villain."

"One as sweet as caramel."

"She's my saint."

"Think I'm getting butterflies, but it's really something telling me to run away."

"That's so fun."

"Marie Antoinette 'cause she's lost her head."

"I know I'm afraid."

#rp sentence starters #rp sentence meme #rp sentence prompts #sentence starters #sentence meme #sentence prompts #lyric sentence starters #lyric starters #music starters #rp meme #rp memes #rp prompts #ask meme #*mystarters

[magicalhideoutengineer]

Grindelwald as a charming villian because he always looks so stylish. How do you feel about this title to him?

Mads Mikkelsen: No, I think you're right. I think there is a vanity to the character, even more so in a sense that he cannot have it if people do not agree with him. That vanity is definitely his Achilles' Heels. So I think you're right.

So Alison, what role did Jacob and Grindelwald play in Queenie's heart during her self-struggle?

Alison Sudol: Wow, that's an very interesting question. I mean, I think that the love between Queenie and Jacob is involuntary. It just is. It's a fact. There's misunderstanding, there's fear, there's outward circumstances making things very difficult, and Grindelwald is very skilled at reading people, at understanding when someone is vulnerable and what they need to hear, and he also sees a part of her that she hasn't accepted in herself, which is this extraordinary gift that she has. There's a power there and there's a pull. There's no doubt about it.

So fans have been arguing about the fraternal relationship between Theseus and Newt in the previous films. How do you make sense of Theseus and Newt's complicated brotherhood?

Callum Turner: Well, I think what's so brilliant about the way that Steve and J.K. wrote this relationship is that it's complex. It's like two brothers that have a fractured relationship of growing apart, unfortunately, for every reason, and I think the reason is that they both think they are right. With this one, they align themselves. They both allow themselves to be slightly more flexible and see the way the other fuses the world a little bit more, and that allows them to come together to fight the good fight together.

#fantastic beasts #secrets of dumbledore #gellert grindelwald #queenie goldstein #theseus scamander #newt scamander #scamander brothers #jakweenie #mads mikkelsen #alison sudol #callum turner #jacob kowalski

[rat-loves]

even more pokemon headcanons + blurb

gabriel used to live in a big city, but moved back to the family's farm/nursery to raise nico, since nico's mother bailed on him after giving birth- nico was technically a surprise for both of them, and the result of a fling, but when gabriel tried to step up and bring up the idea of committing seriously to being a family, she freaked a little and disappeared. the only contact they have is paying child support, she is completely removed from gabriel and nicos life

nico technically has his own bedroom at the nursery with his grandparents, but he sleeps in gabes room and bed more often than not, he just feels safer in there and he likes being surrounded by his dads stuff 🥺

during gabes work with the international police as reaper, he often gets paired up with prominent trainers from the local region- as much as he would prefer to work alone, he ends up having to work with some surprisingly young trainers, who have gotten mixed up in disasters and their region's villian teams shenanigans

nico's favorite berry is pecha berry, and he loves apples, blueberries, and peachs! abuelita always makes a blueberry pie to mark the start of fall, and when gabriel was living in the city, he would always make the trip home to get some and take it home lol

gabriel actually has a motorcycle, but he just uses his dad's truck when he goes places because it's not really safe for him to put nico on the bike yet, but he's getting close and shopping for helmets 🫡

abuelo loves to tease gabe about how similar they are, and gabe acts like he hates it, but he's pretty proud to be so like his dad, because his dad is cool- and he hopes nico will turn out similar to both of them as well, secretly. so far, he seems to take more after his abuelita though- he's a sweet kid, and very curious!

The sound of the front door and a duffle bag hitting the floor alerts the house to a new arrival, boots being pulled off and joining the other shoes in the neat rack next to the front door. There's a sharp, high barking noise, before a bundle of black fur rockets down the stairs, immediately running circles around the feet of the newcomer. Gabriel laughs, watching his son's Zorua sprint around him, being very careful when he steps over her to walk into the living room, the small fox Pokemon trailing right behind him with another cry. He calls into the house that he's home, and a grin splits across his face when he hears the pattering of feet, and spots his son poking his head around the corner of the dining room, before he bolts, launching himself at his father and getting caught easily, scooped up into strong arms and lifted into the air. "Hey, little man!" Gabriel laughs, as Nico immediately latches onto him, burrowing his little face into Gabriel's shoulder. "Miss me that much?" Nico nods, quietly, sinking tiny hands into the fabric of Gabriel's hoodie, as another voice calls from the kitchen. "You're right on time, Gabe, dinner is almost done!" His mother's voice echoes through the house, and Gabriel's grin only widens, glancing back to his son and bouncing him slightly. "Abuelita's been hard at work, huh? You been helping her out, Nico?" He winks, and Nico nods again, staring up at him with big eyes. Nico was a pretty quiet kid, but Gabriel learned he was pretty expressive, and didn't necessarily need to speak to communicate. As tired as he is from his flight and working the last week, being back home, with his family, and the promise of a warm meal and his own bed is enough to push him forward, carrying his son into the kitchen with him to investigate what his mother's been making, Nico's Zorua hot on their heels with the intent to get any dropped scraps or treats to be offered. Being home was so nice.

#rats hcs #rats writing #rats aus

[seldomscilence16]

Whumptober day 25: Silence is Golden

Fandom: Ducktales

Prompts;

Lost voice

Duct tape

"You better start talking."

I mean really, how could I not torture (it came out more implied than anything…) Donald? Also; sorry in advance for anyone who likes good parents Hortense and Quackmore…. And sorry its kinda short! These things keep loosing length, where did it all go??

The family tree was all over the place, to say the least, but one thing thats pretty common, is the tempers. You'd think they'd stop having kids eventually, a recipe for disaster for anyone you asked.

When the McDucks joined the family, it was a surprise to everyone. Hortense and Quackmore were at eachothers throats as much as they were head over heels. And when she got pregnant? Lets just say you didnt want to see her angry.

They didnt know what to expect, for the parents or children, but the other generations so far had done their jobs, they were sure the kids would be fine. They may fight, but they loved eachother, and they'd love the children too.

Itd be fine.

…

Donald and Della are turning 6, and Grandma Duck is throwing them a party. She hasn't seen much of her grandkids, holidays maybe, in pictures sure, so she wanted this to be the best birthday.

Shes more than ready when her son pulls up. He takes a moment to leave the car, talking to the twins before helping them from the back seats. She bends down with open arms, but it takes a nudge from Quackmore for the two to come in for a- stiff- hug.

"I'm sorry Ma, but I have to go. Hortense and I have a thing, thanks for taking care of them today though!"

"Oh, uh of course dear. You know im always delighted to see family."

"Thanks, you two be good."

She watches her son leave with a frown, before looking down at two of her grandchildren,

"Well then birthday kiddos, lets go have some fun yeah?"

Donald hasnt said a word. And Elvira knows he can, she might not have seen them often, but she remembers the few times she had. Shes thankful at least, that he seems to get along with his cousins, though hes rare to leave Dellas side.

Fethry finally pulls him away, and Elvira is quick to sweep down and smile at the birthday girl.

"Having fun Della?"

"Yes grandma. Thank you." She stands stiffly, hands fidgeting with her skirt.

"Of course dear, can I ask you something sweetheart?"

"...sure." She answers hesitantly.

"Why… why isnt your brother speaking dear?"

"Oh… Donalds lost his voice grandma. I've been tryin ta find it, but daddy- father says, that we should forget." She admits quietly.

"Lost… I see. Well, lets look together then, shall we?"

"Oh really??" Her eyes light up, "you'll help us look Grandma?"

"Yes, I'm sure the cousins could help too, lets go find that voice of his."

Later that year, Hortense and Quackmore die in a car accident. And Elvira takes the two in for a while, Scrooge had been in the will, but she wonders if he'll be up to the task. She'll be around either way, and she would find Donalds voice.

…

Donald wakes with duct tape around his bill. Its not a new occurance, he lives a life of adventure- whether he liked it or not. It seemed people really thought keeping him quiet scared him or something. He could understand if his voice annoyed them, but they always taunted the fact he couldnt communicate anymore like he didnt know at least 2 other ways to do so.

The villian of the week is monologuing, Della is sitting across from him, looking bored out of her mind. Donald makes a couple of eye and shoulder movements- twitches at best- that she responds with in a simular fashion.

"Hey! What are you two doing?!" He cuts off mid sentence to yell the question, as if they could answer with any more than a raised brow.

"You're not talking your way out of this. You'll be stuck in silence for the rest of your short lives, and I'll be living rich somewhere!"

Donald rolls his eyes, even as the guy kicks him for it. He was weak to say the least, though crafty enough to nab them. It was a chore more than anything though, Scrooge would come bursting in any minute, treasure in hand and ready to gloat and taunt for hours to come.

Two more minutes of angry ranting, Della mocking him everytime his back is turned, and Scrooge finally arrives.

"Get yer grimy hands off me wards!"

"McDuck! Er, no! I win this time! I have the upper hand!"

"Ye got nothing of the sort, these two trouble makers could have escaped ages ago." Their Uncle is wrong of course, Dellas pocket knife cut through her bindings a while ago. And Donald had gotten the knot undone a couple minutes after he woke.

Della shows off her free limbs cheekily, Donald rolling his eyes once more as he stands and stretches, gauging his injuries as he does so.

Scrooge does his whole thing, takes the guy down and turns to them with a lesson or lecture on his tongue, when he stops and gives them his equivlent of a worried look.

"Is the tape stuck?" He asks carefully.

Donald frowns, feeling the pull on his bill, and realizes he'd completely forgotten, and so it appears did Della.

The 12 year olds carefully pull the tape from eachothers bills, working their mouths to rid the ache. Apparently Donald was more used to it than he thought…

…

"You better start talking!"

Well thats a first. Donald could only remember a handful of people who wanted him to talk. There was far more times where people wanted him to shut up, and this guy wanted him to talk…

He looks to the kids behind him, six of them, all relying on him right now. He looks back to the villian with a glare,

"Let the kids go and I'll tell you." He says it slower than usual, over pronouncing to try and be understood.

"You're in no place to make demands Duck. Scrooge isnt coming this time, you start talking, or the kids start walking." He motions to the plank with a twisted smile, uncaring who he has to hurt for his gain. Gosh, this wasnt even an adventure this time. It was a reward trip for the kids, a vacation to help them relax and have fun like children. Scrooge wasnt coming, this was up to Donald, and he wouldnt let anything happen to them.

"The maps in the stars."

He gives instructions, piece by piece, keeping the kids behind him at all times. His hands stay behind his back, forming signs and shapes and tapping patterns. Donald is forced ashore with most of the crew, in hunt of the treasure, but he leaves the kids with clear instructions. He trusts them to complete them, while he handles the rest. After all, this treasure was still here for a reason.

The cave is shaped like a toothy mouth, gaping, dark and dank. Things move in the dark at the opening, but the further in they go, the less life there is. Statues in varying states line their path, Donald determinedly doesnt look at them, but he knows the crew is getting spooked.

"Its right through there." He says finally.

The captain swipes his blade and Donald goes down with a shout, arms pressed tightly to the slash across his body.

"Shut him up. Im tired of that voice. We have treasure to collect."

One of the men ties rope across his bill, and pulls his hands behind his back, aiming a kick to his wounded front, before the whole lot enters the last chamber of the cave.

Donald huffs and heaves, rope rubbing painfully at his bill and every breath pulling at his cut. Blood dripping from his collar bone to his hip in steady lines, he needs to get out of here and make sure the kids are okay. He hears shouts from within, cut off almost immediately after they start, and forces himself to roll onto his knees.

He stumbles his way from the cave, each statue a stablilizer as he goes. Horror and pain stricken faces on each, adventures and innocents long lost to the curse of this place. Even Glomgold had been wise enough to leave this one be, most saw the statues and wisely turned back. Scrooge had tried to go in, almost getting Della turned to stone in the process, before turning back.

One of the statues has a fallen sword by it, old and broken, but the jagged end still does the job of freeing his wrists. He presses his arms to his front once more as he hurried towards the ship. The kids are jumping off it as he arrives, running towards him. He drops down and catches the boys, the girls not far behind them, toppling them all over.

"Unca Donald! Youre hurt!" Louie is the first to notice, and Donald feels bad for the blood on their clothes.

His fingers move quickly as he tries to assure them hes fine. He feels the ropes slide off his bill and blinks a bit, Lenas hand stops glowing and Donald gives her a grateful smile. To prove he'll be fine, he stands, and motions towards the ship, he could get them going and find a first aid kit hes sure.

Donald had found his voice long ago, it had been taken from him often enough that he learned to communicate without it. And those that cared, had done the same. But they also took the time to learn his voice, luring it out of hiding and encouraging it. So that a lost voice would always find its way home.

#you better start talking #whumptober2022 #no.25 #lost voice #duct tape #ducktales #fic #angst #implied child abuse #blood and injury #kidnapping #threats of violence #donald angst #open ending

[p0stmortem]

What ARE your thoughts on cat woman?

Hmm... where to begin, ill start off saying ive only scratched the surface with my batman media so bare with me lol

Big novel under the cut, enjoy

Catwoman/Selina has alway made me mad even when I knew nothing about her. I think we all know that for the most part shes simply an eye candy piece that sticks to batmans side every once n a while.

Her designs have always been impractical gimp suits that air seal to her body and her story changes to whatever fits best next to bruce. Sometimes shes a sex worker of color dealing with poverty and corruption, sometimes shes... a white night club owner apart of the highest social ladder but only because the writer wanted scenes where Selina clings onto bruces arm for dear life. What the fuck ever right? Not even going to get into the casual racism of such a writing decision.

Personally, for me Catwoman has always been a character who is queer, a minority, and impoverished. In the face of super villians like the joker, twoface, penguin, and the mob families, Catwoman is just a person. She doesn't have the money to carry herself out of shit, she doesn't have second chances, she is literally just a person and thats what makes her interesting to me as a character in the batman universe. If shes caught, shes not going to Arkham asylum shes just going to prison.

Going back to design, her classic sleak leather suits and high heels have alwayyysss pissed me off. Shes supposed to be a stealthly theif and a seasoned fighter. Batman 2022 had the right direction by turning her usual tight suit into biker gear and a cut beanie but I was fucking wicked when I saw her fingerless gloves and lovely stiletto nails. Selina cant afford to get caught and you give her an outfit where she can leave fingerprints? absolutely devastating.

Going forward, I asked myself what I would do if I were to write Ms Kyle myself and heres what ive cooked up:

Regarding how this seperate persona is born, I really dont think Selina is looking for big press. She doesn't want to have a flashy name given to her. Sometimes shes written to demade Gothams attention but thats something I can't imagine coming from someone who is mainly doing this shit to survive ykno? Piggy backing off of this: it makes sense for her to cover her identity thoroughly... this means there is no "Catwoman" but maybe at most a "Cat burglar" or "Catman".

An impoverished woman of color will know first hand that the best defense is not letting anyone know you're an impoverished woman of color. I think Selina goes through the trouble to dress as masculine as possible, espcially when the police, Batman, and Gotham have eyes on her. A secret persona wherein Selina presents as a man? Is that a metaphor on the horizon? I think so!

Basically 2022 riddlers big ass coats belong to her now. Show some skin white boy!

#anonymous #thanks for asking. word blasts you.

[starshineandbooks]

Mafia inter-dimensional travel pt 3

Masterpost

First Previous

Aizawa has many duties as a bodyguard, he never thought that babysitting and alternate hizashi yamada would be one of them. He knows better now.

Now? Now Aizaw is babysitting Hizashi and missing his boss. As one does when a villian fucks up your love life. 

Which is how Aizawa and Hizashi find themselves tied back to back atop a goat. 

Now this wasn't a normal goat mind you, this was a human who can turn into a large goat via their quirk. But still. A strange situation. 

Now any sane person might be wondering how in the hell they got into this situation. Well, sane people, they also don't know.

—

It starts like all mornings have the last few weeks, a brief with overly sweetened coffee even by Aizawa’s standards and a serene seeming Hizashi in heels. 

The blonde preens before the compact mirror as he suspects coffee. Green gazes stoney as he wakes up slowly. 

"Shinsou warned me of a rising thug with a shape-shifting quirk." Aizawa says evenly, setting a newspaper down.

"Did he? How nice."

Aizawa hums, "You said your phone was still not working right?"

"I don't get any text messages you send me."

"Strange…"

"It is. Perhaps it's set up to the network of my universe?" Hizashi ponders, "I do have a different number than your Yamada."

"Perhaps…" Aizawa looks down, and he seems- lost.

"I'll have to try it later."

"Try it now. If your Aizawa is as baffled by your bullshit as I am, he'll be relieved you're alive."

"That's almost sweet." Hizashi smiles,  pulling his phone out.

Opening his text messages he taps the chat labeled "Shouta ''. Because while he'd rather have a better name it's more professional. 

Hizashi 6:53 am: You getting these Shou?

Shouta 6:53 am: How did you get this phone?

Hizashi 6:54 am: Shou, it's Hizashi

Shouta 6:54 am: Bullshit

Hizashi 6:54 am: *sent picture*

Shouta 6:55 am: Holy shit. Hizashi.

Hizashi looks over, "Theory confirmed, I'll have to see if I can talk to him more later. Let's handle the shifter quirk."

"You aren't going to talk more?"

"We have things to do, Aizawa." Hizashi says in a light tone.

"Right… Come along, Nemuri is waiting for us."

"I see."

Hiazashi and Aizawa both stand, making their way from the breakfast table towards the meeting room table. It takes a few minutes but once they arrive they sit down and start the meeting.

"Now," Hizashi says, "What can you tell us about Nemuri?"

Before she can answer, the door is thrown open to a frazzled teen, Ochako. "Yamada, Sir. There's a man outside demanding you divorce his daughter."

Hizashi is thourghly confused, becuas he is gay and to his knowledge is alternate counterpart is too.

He glances at Aizawa who shakes his head once, message received. Hizashi's counterpart has no wife.

"Send him in." Hizashi says.

Aizawa steps closer, because his lover or not Hizashi is his charge at the moment.  And he will not lose a second one.

"Yes, sir." Ochako says, not interested in questioning it. Her boss is well equipped to handle whatever mess this is.

She just has to live long enough to clean the room afterward. She's got a lot left to do and the top of that list is not getting between her boss and his guest.

What they don't expect is a man with the bottom half of a goat to rush in, glaring and all.

—

Shouta sits opposite Yamada, his mind racing after being contacted by Hizashi. The proof is still on the lot screen before him.

"I'm sure that they are fine." Yamada says, "What could go wrong?"

—

What went wrong, sane people referenced in the beginning, is that the man with the lower half of a goat was fed lies by a rival gang. Having managed to sneak in a shifter and copier quirk, he manages to get Hiazashiand Aizawa bound.

And the man then shifts into a six foot tall goat as big around as the average couch. With the bound men placed upon him, he runs off.

Which is where we pick up, bound back to back on the large goat shifter, Hizashi and Aizawa are left to try to figure out an escape.

"This wouldn't happen if we had simply killed him." Aizawa says sharply.

"He blind sided us." Hizashi counters, "Now hold still will you?"

"What? Why?"

Hizashi does not dignify Aizawa with an answer, and simply pulls a knife from the inner flap of his jacket and begins to try to cut them loose.

But life is never that easy for him is it?

#ssb writes #BNHA #MHA #Erasermic #Mafia AU #ReversemafiaAU

[logan-is-noggin]

Villians Advocate

Summary: during a movie night, Remus crashes the party

Another friday night had come, and the light sides had gathered in the living room for their weekly movie night. A few weeks ago, their DVD player had broken down and Patton's copy of sleeping beauty had gotten stuck and wouldn't play. In an attempt to save the night, Patton stood at the center and told the story, as people did before tv and radio. He even gave everyone a role in the story. Everyone enjoyed it so much that they continued to tell stories of their favorite fairytales and disney movies. It sort of became a new tradition. Logan and Roman had taken turns being the storyteller- they told cinderella and the swan princess. Virgil and even janus had shown interest of telling a tale of their own in the future.

Remus never really showed up for the movie nights, although Patton, with some persuading from Janus, had extended an invitation, promising he'd be welcome, Remus knew they were all more relieved when he didn't. he knew because he often slinked around the edges of his mind and listen to them have their fun. But this movie night would be different since the green creative got an idea.

Remus sauntered into the living room, his morning star holstered in his belt, one of the spikes nearly whacking Roman on the knee. " do you have to wear that everywhere?" Remus turned on a heel and gave his brother a toothy grin " who knows when someone will need a good morning smack! although it's almost nighttime. maybe I should get an evening star?"

Janus appeared from the kitchen " Remus! no weapons. you're not in the imagination" Patton appeared next to him with two bottles of sodas. " oh, hiya kiddo. Are you here for movie night? we're watching Tangled." Janus continued " you can stay and watch the movie with us but only if you behave." Remus rolled his eyes. " then its a good thing im not staying."  Virgil had sat on the couch arm next to Roman " then what do you want." Remus coughed a high pitched bark of a laugh. " ooh romaine, you better get a handle on your emo. " to which roman and Virgil flushed as red as Roman's sash. at the same time, they shouted " HES/IM NOT MY/HIS EMO!" Remus and Janus laughed and even Logan cracked a smile that  he hid behind his book. " well if you don't plan on staying for the duration of the movie, how can we help you?" Logan asked. " well, i had heard you lot had been putting your own twist on your bare-ly tales like an extra bloody blood orange. I figure id give it a shot in the butt!" he said crossing his arms. Roman jumped off the couch " Nonsense, our retellings always follow the story arc, the hero is triumphs and the villains are vanquished." he said while striking a princely pose. Remus rolled his eyes as he shoved Romans foot off of the couch, causing him to almost lose his balance. " that. that sound more boring than the routine of life. also, its completely unfair to the villains" by then, everyone else had drifted into the room.

" I mean- they're villains, They cursed the princesses, kept them locked in towers, some of them even kill the characters! There's no justifying their behavior."

Remus smiled wide and with a twitch of his mustache, " challenge accepted" He snapped his fingers. The whole room blacked out, there were also a few gasps plus a recognizable scream that Remus laughed at. " turn the lights back!" Roman demanded. with another snap, the lights did return, but low-lit along with a screen and projector set up as Remus stood before his captive audience. " alright, snores and bores- and Janni-" he wiggled his fingers in a wave to his fellow Darkside. " you're all about to learn a lesson. Time to play a game I like to call, Villians Advocate."

Remus clicked the remote behind his shoulder, all while keeping eye contact with the group and the screen lit up to show sleeping beauty in her bed, but instead of peacefully sleeping, her skin was grayed and her eyelids were almost see-through, showing thin veins in both red and blue. next to her on the split screen showed maleficent, posed regally with her pet raven diablo perched on her staff.

" the mistress of all evil. who can share with the class what maleficent is known for?" " she cursed aurora," Roman answered quickly, freeing his need to show his expertise in all things, Disney. " yep." Remus agreed " she cursed the princess when she was a baby. totally badass."

Patton scoffed. " how? she was a baby, she couldn't defend herself!" " of course not, let's assume the king and queen have known about Maleficent and her powers over all darkness. you would think they would treat her with more respect. less she gets bitter for not being invited to a baby's presentation. if they were to show up at Mal's castle with an invitation personally, she could have given little Rosie the sickest gift ever! something way more useful than beauty or singing."

Roman fell back against the couch acting offended as the others rolled their eyes at the display. Janus spoke up " I actually agree with you. being excluded from events is enough for anyone to turn evil." Logan made a note in his book he pulled out when Remus began, being fond of a good PowerPoint presentation. Remus clicked the remote again, and the image changed.

"Be Prepared!" Roman broke out into song, while Janus swung his crook just as Roman ducked. " don't interrupt" Janus hissed. that just earned him an eye roll.

" Exactly!" Remus announced. " Scars sins include fratricide as well as attempted nephew murder, oh and the almost extinction of a whole ecosystem." Roman sat on the edge of his chair as he asked " so how would you positively swing this one? bother O' mine?"

Remus cackled at the nickname " with a little animal science!" oh, know-gan…" Remus called in an off-tune sing-song voice. The logical side had been paying attention the whole time and simply placed his notepad on his lap.

" when it comes to the kings of the jungle-"

" Actually, lions live in the open plains of the Sahara. if taken literally, Bengal tigers would be considered " kings" of the jungle, although wild beasts have no sense of hierarchy."

Everyone, except for Patton groaned and Remus flitted his mustache " Can we stick to the topic, deep blue? I want to know what the color of a lion's mane has to say regarding their health." logan nodded and adjusted his glasses " typically, lions with the darker mane are considered more healthy and have a higher strength,"

" and we all know who has the darker mane in this feature…"

" that still doesn't excuse what he did to his family" Patton countered. "that's where your wrong pity- Patton. once again, it comes to the parents' fault!" he pulled out a book that he was obviously reading upside-down. " Ahadi and Uru had two cubs. They named them Mufasa, which loosely translates to King and Taka. meaning waste, or garbage. and in my humblest opinion.." " doubtful-" Janus sighs, but Remus ignored. " If his parents had trusted him with the responsibility, he could have been a great king. but we'll never know because they're all dead!" he said cackling.

" Can we just move on, we still have a movie to watch after this." Remus cracked his knuckles and grinned wide. " okey dokey, let's have a speed round"

so the sides started to fire off villain names and Remus gave his retorts.

" Captain hook?" asked Patton- " peter pan literally kills the lost boys if they grew up. I would hold a grudge against him too."

" Ursula?" Virgil said. " 1. she is the sibling of king Trident and daughter of Poseidon. That makes her a princess, 2, she was kicked out of Atlantica for who knows what. 3. when her niece comes to her for legs so she could run away, Ursula could have given her goat legs. but she didn't. she got legs that matched her body. " then why did she try and sabotage her after helping her? it was all a motive to steal the crown." Roman fired back.

" BECAUSE- she, like trident, knew what a horrible place the human world could be, she was trying to protect her family. it's not her fault ariel was too dumb to sign a contract she didn't even read." " fine! that actually- makes sense" Roman pouted. which made Remus happy. Logan added more notes to his book.

"at the beginning of the movie, mother Gothel says herself, she found the glowing flower first, just growing in the ground. It was free for anyone to use. she didn't try to dig it up, she only hid it a bit. I'll bet if someone else asked to use it, she would let them as long as it stayed available for her to use. but the king had to dig it up and destroy it to make tea. that is very selfish of him. isn't it Patton?" Remus smirked.

At this point, janus was beginning to get what Remus was trying to do and decided to join in.

" what about Dr. Facilier? surely voodoo and black magic couldn't have a positive outlook"

"that's where you're wrong, Jan-Jan the snake man!" Remus smiled to himself at the nickname. "the shadow man must have noticed how poorly Naveen was treating his servant Laurence. if you think about it, turning the prince into a frog helped everyone, at least for a while. it gave Laurence a chance to live in the limelight, while it gave Naveen a lesson that you can't depend on wealth to sail through life. it also led to his happy ever after" he gagged a bit on the words. " and he still got killed after all that."

" but he stepped on Ray the firefly!" Patton moaned. Remus was about to counter but Logan stepped in " fireflies only live for a month and a half."

Patton then jumped up from the couch "But what about the person who killed Bambi's mom?" Remus pursed his lips and shrugged " alright, let's work this out like a constipated mathematician." Remus laughed as everyone else groaned and even gagged.  "it was winter when momma bambino was" Remus made a throat-slitting motion.  Patton winced  " and know how food was scarce for all the little critters? Any humans living nearby could also be struggling to find food." Patton lowered his gaze as he thought." the big, bad, hunter could have had a family to feed. most people who hunt don't do it just for the immense fun of it" he said with a glint in his eye.

"It's easy to call anyone the villain when you're looking at the right, or in this case, the wrong perspective. except for Cruella, bat-shit crazy, and love for skinning puppies! what a woman," Remus said as roman snapped the living room back to normal. " was there a point to any of that?" Virgil asked, rubbing his eyes to the sudden explosion of brightness." Nah," he shrugged his shoulders. janus held a finger up" except maybe be more aware who you call a villain in the future. just because they look bad to you, might not be bad to someone else."

roman was the first to break the awkward silence. " well, I have to go make more popcorn since Someone ate it all" roman glared over at Virgil. " what? it was entertaining to watch your brother best you in a Disney debate."

logan nodded as the group dispersed "I agree. well done Remus. that was a well-thought-out lecture. it was almost logical."

#sanders sides #virgil sanders #logan sanders #roman sanders #patton sanders #remus sanders

[ask-hannah-blog]

Yo, Pretzel again! 🥨🤡

First of all, thanks a ton for the info on the estrogen! I was getting kinda scared in regards to some of my... growth. I guess that explains some things. I'm lucky you were there because with the way things were going, I think I would have stolen your right to be called "Honkers" lol

It's not too bad, at least. Always wanted a big butt and aside from the sound effects and the bumping into stuff, it's been alright so far. Well, okay, I've been kinda gassy these past few days, but I've also been eating like crap. So I'm sure the toots and burps are just passing through. At least I hope😬😵‍💫😣

Shame about the estrogen, but I get the feeling that he flu will do the transitioning for me anyhow. I guess I was just hoping my transition could still be something I took control of instead of the flu. Ah, well...

Main reason I'm sending an update is because of a definite clown life update from yesterday.

I was getting some groceries, being the anxious bundle of nerves. I usually am in public (not super clowny, I know...) and just stared down at my phone, waiting my turn with the cashier. The woman in front of me was wearing a cute pair of heels, nothing too crazy, close toed and everything. I took a closer look at them and expected my next thought to be something like: "Wow, nice shoes!"

Instead, what popped into my head was: "That's some hot toe cleavage!"

Toe cleavage?!?!?!!? What the fuck is toe cleavage?!!!!??! And why was I slobbering over seeing some stranger's toes???? As she walked in front of me I kept trying to catch a glance at the back of her heel in hopes I would get a peek at her soles when she took a step. What the fuck. I tried to focus back on my phone and noticed the camera app was open. Don't need to tell you what happened there.

I hadn't had a single sexual thought about feet my whole life. Not one. Never found feet to be a turn-on. Then again, neither did swallowing dildos like they were trick swords.

This stuff is freaking crazy! I wanted to apologize so badly, but I didn't want to freak her out, and truthfully, I didn't want her to see my huge dumb teeth...

I guess that's how it starts. First, I'm drooling over whatever toe cleavage is, and then eventually, I'm licking my own toes clean in utter ecstasy.

#Clownlife, Woop woop....

Hope you're having a better time than me, Hannah.

much love ❤️ ✌️💝👋💜

Pretzel! What are we going to do? 🥨

😩

I’m right there with you. Someone, I’m unfortunately think Daisy must have let one of my bimbo clients in on my new… sigh… fetish. She spent half the session rubbing her feet, and pink high heels complain about how “they’re all hurty I wish someone would wub them…”

I was barely able to stop myself from going “Yahooooooooo!” And diving in!

My brain is just telling me “you’re a perverted cartoon now, act like it.”

BUT as sexy as that foot clevage might be, ya gotta delete that picture. Even if we’re losing our minds we have to remember not to involve people that aren’t consenting to it. That’s what seperates us from the villians.

…

My hand just typed out “Send me the pic before you do!” Nice to know I can’t trust my hands now.

We gotta meet up girl, I NEED to smell those pretzel toes and dip them in cheese!

Nope nope, not me, not that.

What I meant to say you have my sympathy for going this alone, and I’m sorry it took the control you felt over your transition from you. I don’t know how anyone feels in control of any of this shit.

And I don’t know where this Honkers stuff is coming from. I am still flat as a board lol.

Anyway, love hearing from you. Best of luck, I’m not sure how many of these I have left in me.

#transformation #mind control #ask blog #hypnosis #clowntf #clown girl #clown #feet

[the-modern-typewriter]

Hello! I was wondering if you can do an another snippet of Dom Hero x Sub villian? But like its a situation where the Villian is going through some things and the here helps them? I hope you understand. Have a good day/afternoon/evening!

"You need to stop telling me what to do," the villain snapped. "You're not, actually, the boss of me. I don't need this crap. I don't need you."

The hero froze. Their brow furrowed a fraction with confusion.

The villain gulped in a breath, but the room still felt airless. They crossed their arms, but their body still felt raw and defenceless. They clenched their jaw but it didn't stop the apology from wanting to rise to their tongue - especially at the hurt that flickered across the hero's face, delayed as a bruise. The hero quickly tried to hide it and that made it worse.

"Okay," the hero said.

"I'm not weak."

"I...don't recall ever saying you were."

The villain turned away, embarrassment following swiftly on the restless heels of misplaced fury. They tried drawing in another breath. It didn't do much to help.

"Are you alright?" the hero asked.

"Why wouldn't I be alright?"

The hero didn't say it. They didn't have to say it; the villain knew they had been acting differently to what the hero expected, what the two of them had come to know, ever since they got back from seeing their family over the holidays.

The silence stretched between them like some kind of agony.

All the hero had said was "come here." It was something they'd said or indicated a hundred times before, and the villain had always delighted in it. Craved it, even - the permission, the hero's spoken desire to have them close.

"Being submissive doesn't make you weak, you know." The hero's voice was quiet. "I don't - you know I don't think you're weak, right?"

The villain dug their nails into their arms, but it wasn't the same as the hero holding them firm. They shifted uneasily on their feet.

"Look at me."

The villain turned before they'd even thought about, helpless but to respond to that tone. They closed their eyes as they realised what they had done. All that it admitted to.

They felt the hero's fingers close on their chin.

"Look at me."

The villain's eyes snapped open again, hands flying up to - they didn't know what. They barely kept from making a pitiful little gasp. They couldn't look away now though, trembling as the hero's eyes narrowed. They weren't even using their x-ray vision but the villain still felt utterly transparent.

They could practically hear their father's voice. Being known isn't a good thing. It just makes you predictable. It just means they've got you wrapped around their finger? Is that who I raised? No? Well, then, why am I hearing so many stories about you two spending time together? This is not who you are supposed to be. You’re a villain.

"You are not weak," the hero said, with no room for argument in their voice. "And if you were, occasionally enjoying me giving you orders wouldn't make it so."

"I'm not a sheep."

"Is doing what you actually want to do, regardless of what someone else tells you to do, what makes you a sheep?"

The villain sucked in a breath. Uncanny, Their hero really could be uncanny. The words did make them feel a little better, though.

"I guess not."

"Hmm. Thought not."

The hero studied their face a moment longer, worry fingerprinted in all the carefulness of their touch. It softened further, transforming the hold to a caress along the villain's jaw.

"We don't have to do anything," the hero said. "I'm not here to make you feel uncomfortable, or do anything you don't want to do."

The villain knew that. They'd always known that. The hero's orders had never had the same quality as the 'advice' their family gave. The want pulsed inside them, to let it all go, to not have to be the pinnacle of strength and unruffled danger that they were supposed to be. To be allowed, even if it was only with the hero, to be something else entirely.

"I don't know how to say 'no pressure' without feeling like I'm putting more pressure," the hero continued. "But no pressure. We can rain check-"

"-No!"

"-Or watch a movie?"

The villain hesitated, biting on their lip. "I'm alright," they said. "And I'm here." They settled their hands on the hero's hips and tried for a smile. "So."

"Okay," the hero said. "I'm not, though. Alright, that is. And that's not because I'm annoyed with you, yeah? It's because I don't like giving you orders when you're not feeling good about it. Or when I'm not sure if you'd do what I said because you felt like you had to make something up to me, or whatever." The hero raised a knowing eyebrow.

The villain flushed. "Shut up. I don't do that."

The hero smiled, eyes warm and fond. "When I take advantage of you liking me, you'll enjoy it, darling."

The villain flushed further, even if it was obvious bait - a life buoy to get them back on the right track

The hero's turned to a smirk. "Pick a movie by the time I get back," they said, in their usual tone. "I'm going to make us some tea. Then you're going to cuddle me on the sofa. Understood?"

"Pretty sure," the villain mumbled, all venom sucked out of them with a whoosh of flustered affection, "that you can't order me to cuddle you."

"And yet," the hero pressed a kiss atop their head and stepped back. "I'm pretty sure you're going to do it for me anyway. Aren't you?"

The villain picked a movie.

The hero made the tea.

And the villain knew, when they were ready to talk, that the hero would be there.

Everything felt a little better than before.

#villains and heroes #heroes and villains #writing #creative writing #story #fiction #fic #short fiction #villains #heroes #villain x hero #hero x villain

[headcanons-for-all]

Howdy! Might I ask for Toshinori with a reformed villian s/o? Many thanks.

All Might With A Reformed Villain S/O

You two actually met when fighting. Of course, you stood no chance against him and were pretty easily defeated.

He didn't really think much of you at first. He just saw a normal villain. But then you began crying, saying you wanted to change.

Toshinori is a lover of a good redemption so, of course, gives you that chance.

In just a matter of days of being with you, he ends up falling head over heels for you.

Just a few more weeks and you're officially dating.

Your relationship is very private. Toshinori understands that most people probably wouldn't accept you as you were a former villain.

If anyone insults you for your past, Toshinori stays rational and explains how people, overtime, can change.

...if they still insult you, that's another matter...

If you are more open about who you want to be, Toshinori will help you in any way he can to help you reach that goal.

Heck, you might even become his sidekick in the near future!

#headcanons #bnha #mha #boku no academia #my hero academia #boku no hero academia #bnha headcanons #my hero academia headcanons #romantic #romantic headcanons #nomu toshinori #toshinori #mha toshinori #bnha toshinori #toshinori headcanons #all might #all might headcanons #bnha all might #mha all might

[thebookwormfairy]

Captain the Retired Police Dog and His Puppies Part 2

Part 2 y'all! Get ready for a fluff attack!

Part 1

Captain Series Masterlist

Damian waited anxiously for the plane to land

He was so close to having his Angel back in his arms

He gripped the flowers he was holding in his arms for Marinette and her mother

All his brothers where there except for Dick who finally returned to his wife and team

Sadly Titus and Ace had to stay at home, but they were eagerly awaiting the return of their friend and mate, Captain

Bruce and Alfred was also there hoping to bring some sense of normality in the family

Jason: I can't wait to see Pixie Pop again

Tim: It'll be nice to have somebody intelligent to talk to again

Jason and Damian: Why you...

Bruce: Boys calm down

Alfred: Remember we must make a good impression on Ms. Dupen-Cheng's parents or she will not be able to stay all summer. So I suggest you boys behave

Jason, Tim, and Damian: Yes Alfred

Marinette leg bounced as she waited for the plane to land

Captian sensing his girl's nervousness rested his head on her lap

Captian got some stares as he entered the plane, but Marinette refused to have Caption ride in the cargo hold

She made sure to get a ticket for him so he could stay with her

Tom and Sabine slept soundly in the seats behind the human-K9 duo

The plane was going to touch down any minute and she will get to see Damian in person again

She couldn't wait to be back in his arms again

And she knew Captian was anxious to be back with Ace

She also knew that his missed Titus even if he huffed at her whenever she brought it up

Before Marinette knew it she, Captain and her parents we exiting the plane searching for Damain and his family

Damain *Yelling from a distance*: MARINETTE! MARINETTE OVER HERE

Marinette turned towards the sound and spotted Damian running towards her at full speed

Marinette ran towards Damian with Captain at her heels

Damain and Marinette finally reunites

They threw their arms around eachother, Damain lifting Marinette up and spinning her in circles before setting her back down but keeps his arms wrapped around her

Damian: I've missed you so much

Marinette: I've missed you too

Captain barked to remind Damian that he was there as well

Damian *bending down to pet Captain*: Good to see you Captain

Jason: PIXIE POP!

Marinette: Jason

As Marinette ran over to hug the rest of the Waynes Damian walked over to the Dupen-Chengs

Damian *holding out his hand*: I'm Damian Wayne it's very nice to meet you two. Marinette has told me not about you

Tom gives Damian a hard stare

The boy stared up at the much larger man for a minute fear pooling inside him

Tom *suddenly brightening up*: None of the nonsense Damian! Bring it in

Tom pulled the poor young man into a bone crushing hug

Sabine: That's enough dear your crushing the poor boy

Tom: Oh year of course

Tom lets go of Damian only for him to be scooped up by Sabine in a long hug

And some how the small women's hug was even stronger than her huge husband's

Marinette finally intervened after a couple of minutes making sure her parents didnt kill the man she loved

The Waynes took their guests back to their home

The reunion between Titus and Captain was a bit chaotic

Titus charged Captain and jumped all over him

Titus: OH MY DOG CAPTAIN!!! YOU'RE BACK! MY BEST FRIEND IS BACK!!

Titus ended his speech with a big lick to the side of Captain's head

Captain: It's good to see you too my friend. Where's Ace?

Titus: Oh she's been locked up in my boy's room for a while now won't come out

Captain: Thanks my friend I'm going to go see her we can catch up later okay?

Titus: Of course best buddy

Captain ran up to his girl's mate's room searching for his own mate

Captain nosed his way into the room where he found his mate resting in a nesting box

Captain: Hey Ace

Ace *looking up*: Hi love

Captain climbed into the box with Ace rest his head on tops of hers

Marinette still in the front hall: I guess Captain was eager to see Ace again

The Waynes showed the Dupen-Chengs to their rooms

Tom and Sabine would be near the beginning of the hallway by the stairs

While Marinette would be staying in the room next to Damian

Damian *whispering in Marinette's ear*: So you can come to me if you need me

The Dupen-Chengs visit started out great

The bat fam were able to space out who went on patrol when so that they wouldn't expect anything

They were also able to avoid all major villians

They made sure to show Tom and Sabine all the highlights of Gotham

From the Museums to the best restaurants

Tim even took them on a walking food tour of Gotham

Something Damian thought was idiotic, but Tom and Sabine loved it

Tom did give Damian a long hard talk about how he expect his baby girl to be treated

Damian agreed whole heartedly with everything that Tom said

To him Marinette deserved the world if not more

Alfred and the two bakers even exchanged a few recipes

Marinette was have the time of her life with her family and her boyfriend

Every night Marinette would sneak into Damian's room past midnight to make sure her parents or Damian's family didn't find out

The couple would cuddle together on the couch

And bake sweet treats in the kitchen

Marinette did have to slip away once to portal back to Paris to defeat an Akuma

Luckily it was a quick one that Ladybug was able to handle on her own

Captain spent most of his time with Ace, but he made sure to set time aside for his girl and Titus, but for now Ace was his number 1 priority

Ace was going to give birth any week now and Captain wanted to be their for the birth of his pups

Marinette started to have her suspicions that the Waynes were hiding something, something big

She would notice that they would sneak back into their rooms late at night

And whenever a villian attacked one or two of them would disappear

Marinette decided to not dig into it at this point too scared that her parents would not let her stay if the Waynes were whi she thought they were

On the last night of their visit Tom and Sabine agreed that Marinette could stay until school started again long August 15

And as Marinette waved goodbye to her parents she has a feeling that her summer adventures were only just beginning

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#Captain the Retired Police Dog #Puppies #daminette #maribat #marinette x damian #damian x marinette #pet headcanon